She's Such a Tease - Midnight Visitor Pt. 3
#3 of She's Such A Tease
Arabelle collapsed into her recliner and kicked off her heels. She was exhausted from a long and abnormally bad day. She had spilled her coffee in second period, been hit with an impromptu staff meeting over her lunch hour... But her fifth period class... now that took the cake. She let her mind dwell on Skyler only briefly.
She was still wearing that little white and yellow tennis skirt. She brushed her paw over the worn logo. She didn't know why she kept the damn thing. It was her only souvenir from her party-girl past. Although determined to leave her life as Sabrina Foxxie behind her, she never could deny that she liked doing porn. Perhaps that was what compelled her little act of exhibitionism earlier. She did miss the adrenaline rush it gave her to know others were watching her.
It was already late. She'd stayed on campus grading papers until 8:30, and she still had her period four class left to mark. "And people think teachers get it easy?" she muttered as she heaved herself out of her cozy armchair. She filled a noodle cup with watter and stuffed it into the microwave. Minutes later she had wolfed it down. She rubbed her belly. She was satiated... but not quite satisfied. She reached into the cupboard for a glass, dropped in a couple ice cubes and reached for an old bottle of Bailey's. She savored the first drink... and perhaps half of the second, and by the fourth she was feeling extremely ready for bed.
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Arabelle was woken up by a loud rattling. She opened her eyes hazily and heard the rattling get louder, followed by a loud crash from the kitchen.She jumped from her bed and walked out into the hallway just in time to see a a tall, slim but muscular fur jump in through the broken kitchen window. The loud gasp she let out alerted him in her direction. She was frozen in terror.
He walked slowly towards her. "There you are, cutie." He said mockingly, as a husband would say to his wife upon arriving home from work. "C'mere and give me a little sugar."
As he walked closer and closer she tried to utter a scream, but he lunged at her and knocked her to the ground... knocking the breath out of her. She could feel his weight on top of her. She managed a partial scream before he pressed his paw roughly against her muzzle. "Now, now. We wouldn't want anyone to interrupt this intimate moment." mocking her again. She couldn't see his face through the shadows, but she felt his big bushy tail waving back and forth, brushing past one thigh... then the other... than back again. The soft fur of his tail tantalizing her legs resulted in a strange arousal. She began to feel a dampness between her thighs. He tied a handkerchief around her head as a blindfold. He got up and dragged her back onto the kitchen floor.
He bound her wrists behind her with duct tape and bound her ankles similarly. In one swift motion, he flipped her over and fastened a ring gag around her muzzle. "Hmmmmph Mmmmph!" was all she could manage before he pulled her into a kneeling position by the scruff of her neck.
He squatted down in front of her and caressed her cheek. She could hear him panting and feel his hot breath on her face His hand moved down her neck to her breasts, and his other hand soon joined... Hungrily groping her through her sheer silk camisole. He walked to the counter and retrieved a large kitchen knife which he used to cut away her sheer cami and thong. Her nipples were hard as rocks and her pussy was dripping wet. "Oooh, the little slut likes being tied up." Mused her attacker. She heard him undo his pants and toss them a few feet away onto the floor. "We're going to have some fun, baby."
She smelled his musk as he shoved his semi-hard cock into her maw. Then she felt the blade of the knife pressing against her neck. "Bad things happen to little vixens who bite." He teased. She had no choice. She started sucking his cock, moving carefully as to avoid contact with the cold steel of the knife.She felt him enlarge in her mouth, getting bigger and bigger.
He was no doubt well endowed and she took every inch she could. She bobbed up and down enthusiastically. "Pleasing this sick fuck might mean that I get out of this alive." She thought. But within seconds of reaching full rigidity, he pulled himself out of her maw.
"You suck cock like you've done it before, bitch." He threw her down onto her stomach. He positioned himself above her and put his paw forcefully between her legs. "Ooooh... Nice and ready for me, eh? As he rubbed her clit.
"Mmmmnnn..."
"Oh but you'd like that far too much, wouldn't you?" He let out a laugh as he grabbed the base of her tail and pulled her into a doggy-style position. "You're a dirty little whore, and dirty little whores deserve to be spat on." She felt a gob of spittle hit her tailhole and drew her in by her hips. He slid the head in fairly slowly and gently, but he forced in the remainder of his furhood in with a heaving thrust, causing muffled screams from Arabelle. She had never had her tight little pink tailhole taken so roughly. He thrusted hard and fast, treating her not as a woman, but just a fuck toy. He grunted and panted, hilting his pelvis against her asscheeks every time he pounded.The force of his thrusting helped to dislodge Arabelle's blindfold and it fell to the floor. Her assailant, however was almost in the throwes of orgasm and did not seem to notice. He pulled out of her ass and tugged her around to spurt waves of hot jizz across her face with a loud moan of ecstasy.
He threw her away like a thoroughly reamed, unwanted rag doll. She shook her head furiously trying to shake the cum out of her eyes... and it was working a little! She shook even harder as she heard him zipping up and buckling his belt. His footsteps headed back in the direction of the window from which he entered. Then another sound. "Sirens!" She thought. "It's the police!" She forced open her sticky eyes and focused just in time to see his face, illuminated by a nearby streetlamp. A ferret... an oddly familiar ferret... The sirens were getting closer...
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"SKYLER!" She cried.
Arabelle had been jolted awake by her siren-like alarm clock. She was soaked in sweat, causing the sheer material of her camisole to cling to the curve of her breasts, cum dripping from her slit.
"Oh fuck..." she mumbled through the haze of leftover sleep. "I have to go to work."