Night Jogging
This is a short story i wrote about 8 years ago now, roughly the first i have ever written. I posted an unedited version on Yiffstar about 2 years ago but i took it off to edit then my HD crashed yay! But i found a hard copy a couple of weeks ago in my closet so i thought i would re-write and re-edit it. Anyways i had fun writing it so i hope you have fun reading it! ©2001-2009 snpbluefox If you like it leave a comment or rate thank you :) enjoy! * * * A silver SUV pulled into the driveway, coming to a halt near the garage. A vixen stepped out and looked up into the night sky, admiring the bright orb of the moon floating in a bright sea of stars that illuminated the ground turning night into day. The vixen took in a deep breath "Looks like a great night for a jog" She smiled happily picking up the bags in the trunk of the SUV, walking towards the front door of the house. High heels tapping noisily on the pavement. She entered the hallway, darkness enveloping her senses. Clapping her forepaws together, lights in the modest single story home lit up almost blindingly bright. The bags made a loud thump on the hard wood, as she threw them next to the closet. Tapping echoed down the hallway, a blinking red light on the answering machine caught her attention. Pressing the play button a message crackled loudly to life in the still air. "Sara sorry for the late call but me and Josh are going to head to the bar at 8, if you would like...." The message faded as she entered the small bedroom, The clock on the opposite wall read 9:30. "I hate when they try to include me when they know I'm at work." She sighed loudly a small frown on her face as she unbuttoned the business suit, letting her skirt fall to the ground in a heap. The firmly pressed suit discarded on the ground. Sara caught a glimpse of herself in the full-body mirror, bringing her paws up to her breasts squishing them against her body. She turned to a profile view admiring the vixen that stood there, A 5'6" goddess with black fur covering most of her body. The only other color that cut into the obsidian was white fur from her bellybutton to her palm sized breasts, dabbles of white dotting the bottom of her muzzle and tip of the tail. She smiled, silently whispering "I look good." Sara loved how she looked, the mirror image always cheered her up when she was down. She broke from the mirror walking over to the little closet, pulling it wide open. "Hmm I need to clean this sometime" She thought as the sight of the messy closet hit her eyes, clothes strewn all about a slight odor hitting her sensitive nose. Digging through random piles, she was looking for her favorite jogging outfit. A light, almost baby blue sports bra and matching shorts. "ah ha!" her eyes fell on the outfit mixed amongst work clothes and dirty towels. She slid the small piece of cloth over her dark velvety fur, looking at herself in the mirror the light baby blue contrasted with the obsidian fur outlining her features. Sara walked across the hall, entering the kitchen filling a small sports bottle in the sink. Screwing the cap on tight and clipping it to her shorts with a carabiner, walking towards the door clapping her paws. The house went dark as she walked into the cool night air.
- * The bushes across the street from the dark house, shutter as a brown furred fox moved in place waiting for his girl to arrive. The large trench coat piled on the ground around his legs, taking a swig from a metallic flask the strong smell of whiskey stuck to his fur following him around. Lights flashed on the street as the familiar sound of Sara's SUV came down the street, it turned into the driveway as the familiar vixen stepped out. "MmmMmmM" he hummed "There's my baby now" The excitement of the hunt, turned him on. Pressure built up in his pants as his cock became excited and erect, the head popping out of the sheath. "Ready little buddy?" He smiled at the rhetorical remark. The slight thud of the car door struck him out of his stupor, taking another swig from the flask. He stayed low to the ground quickly moving along the asphalt, stopping around the front of the silver SUV checking the empty street and empty windows looking for any movement or silhouettes. Staying low, the man vaulted a low fence landing in soft rock. Slowly moving so as not to make a sound, coming to a lone window bright white light filtering through the open curtains. His paw snaking down unzipping his pants, the cock head popping free open to the night air. Rubbing up the shaft as he looked at the naked figure in the room, her nipples hard. He sighed as pleasure shot through his body, euphoria filling all of his senses as the world went dull only the naked vixen mattered. Pre shot from the tip of his cock landing against the wall, slowly dripping down to the rough rock. His heart rate increased, breath coming in ragged gasps as he masturbated to the naked vixen looking at herself in the mirror. "Damn" he snorted as she covered her breasts with open paws, stuffing his still erect member back in his pants release escaping him. An idea filled his mind as she slowly put on the jogging outfit. He smiled, hopping back over the fence and walking up the street off into the night.
- * Sara came jogging down the bend, footpads silently bouncing off small rocks on the dirt trail. Looking up at the moon, admiring the ghostly white light and noticing it was the biggest she had ever seen. Sara stopped in this middle of the well worn trail, taking a sip from the water bottle and panting heavily from the exertion. The distinct sound of light movement could be heard coming from a thicket of tress, the crack of a branch breaking echoed in the still air. She quickly turned, a black blur in the corner of her vision leaped in the air landing on her back knocking her face first into the dirt. Hurmp she grunted, dust filling the air around her body. The vixen opened her maw to yell out a blood curling scream but she felt pressure clamp down on her muzzle, the only sound that escaped her throat was a whimper. The male straddled her hips, holding her down. He fished in his coat pocket pulling out a roll of duct tape, biting down on one end, rolling out a length and wrapping it around her closed maw several times. The molesters hand snaked up her stomach, feeling the base of her breast and licking her on the back of the ear with a slimy tongue. "I'm going to love doing this to you slave." The voice deep and cruel stopped her quickly beating heart cold, icy daggers numbing her senses as the realization that this was really happening hit her. He grabber her stomach fur, roughly flipping her over pulling out a handful of dark fur. The cruel figure straddled her stomach, the thickness of his dick jabbing her smooth stomach. Courage filled her brain, the fight instinct kicking in trying to save her life. She quickly retaliated making a fist, landing a few good punches to his open face. A powerful hand whizzed through the air slapping her hard in the face, the dazing blow knocked her senses into darkness, the will to fight slowly leaving her mind. He pulled out the roll of tape again pinning her hands to the ground, taping the palms of her hands to her elbows and a long strand of tape holding her arms together. The ability to fight back diminished, she let the darkness take her. The brown figure stood up, grabbing her ankle dragging her unconscious body deep into the trees. The dark man stopped dragging the unconscious woman, a deep rut left in the lose dirt traced it's way through the woods. He peeled off his shirt, standing above Sara gazing into her tear filled eyes. "Ready for the time of your life babe?" He grinned pulling down his pants, leaving them in a bunch on the cool earth. Sara tried to respond only getting a weak hrmph through the tight tape on her muzzle. Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked away from the horrible man, they rolled down her cheek dampening the ground. He grunted "Well you'll feel differently once I get done with you." Sara pushed the ground with her powerful legs trying to get get away, sharp sticks stabbing her unprotected back. He quickly closed the distance his hand roughly gripping her throat cutting off her airway, pushing her into the ground as he straddled her stomach forcing her lungs empty. His hard thick cock rubbing her velvet soft stomach fur as he bent over kissing the scared vixen on the nose. He grabbed the front of her bra, forcefully ripping it off and throwing the remains into the air her bare breasts exposed to the world. A drop of saliva fell from his tongue landing on her shaking body, salivating at his long looked at but never felt prize. He leaned in close, licking the edge of her ear whispering "I hope you're ready, bitch." His hands moved over her breasts, messaging the soft melons to his hearts content. Sara felt a slight pleasure through the shame a humiliation of being taken like a common whore, a small damp spot forming on her flower as tears freely flowed down her cheeks. Closing her eyes trying to shut out the imagery and turn off her brain to the rough pleasuring treatment. He forcefully pinched her nipple between his clawed fingers, drawing a dot of blood. Bringing his lips down, suckling on the wound like a vacuum tasting the crimson iron of blood. A rough tongue traced her areola, quickly flicking over the slowly hardening nub. His free hand pulled and pinched the other nipple, drawing short squeaks and a low moan from the weak female. Her body started to lightly shake, a deep guttural moan echoed from her throat. The rough touches sent her into a frenzy, arching her back as a torrent of cream flowed from her vagina thoroughly wetting the small shorts. Years of celibacy left her on a short hair trigger, embarrassment flooded her face not wanting to look into her molesters eyes. "Ahhhh" he whispered, raising his head and licking up her muzzle. Sara's mind raced thinking the torturing ordeal was done, she inhaled deeply trying to catch her breath. Fear struck through her mind once again as he ran his hand up her wet pussy, wetting his long thick dick in her juices giving it a few good pumps pointing the horrid length towards her prone body. "I'm not quite done with you yet hun." He grunted kneeling between her legs, pulling her soaked shorts down to her ankles. He buried a wet cold nose deep in her pristine folds, inhaling the musky wetness deep into his lungs. "Ah!" he let out a sigh, a thin layer of sticky wetness covering the fur around his nose. "I love that smell" He brought a paw up to her delicate skin, pushing wet fur out of the way with a sharp claw. Drawing a sigh from her lips as he rubbed her clit with a fat thumb, peeling back the head smoothly rubbing it up and down, her body shivering under the assault. "Smmmpppp." She weakly moaned, trying her best to speak through the tight tape binding. "Excuse me" He smiled slowly parting her pussy lips, exposing her innards to the night air. "SMMMMPPPPP" She wailed, trying feebly to move her hips from the intruding fingers. He choked out a laugh, sliding the index finger deep into her tight slit moving it around her insides thrusting it back and forth. Sara's back arched off the ground sending dust into the air, pain mixing with pleasure as the finger molested her innermost depths. "Huh? You like that do you? I knew you were a little whore." He smiled at her quivering body She shook her head back and forth, the force causing tears to go flying in all directions, "No!" escaped her throat fully audible. He laid a paw flat on her stomach pushing her arching back into the ground. "Then don't move away from my hand like that, you'll get used to it." Laughing cruelly, he slipped another finger into her tight hole. Holding her down, so she couldn't move away from his probing fingers. He thrusted his fingers deep, squirming them around her depths; her loins burning from the pleasure, his fingers found all the right places. Unable to get away she cried through a second orgasm, cream flooding her passage wetting the molesters fingers oozing slowly out of her pussy dampening her thighs. He pulled a wet paw from her folds, cream dripping onto the ground as he slipped it into his mouth. Mmmm he murred "That's good, you taste like sweet, sweet honey." He smiled, draping a paw over her mouth, rubbing the juices over wet lips "Have a taste" Slipping his middle finger through the middle of her maw, so she couldn't bite his finger slowly pulling it out clean, the sticky juices soaking her fur and sloppily rolling around her tongue. He leaned in close whispering quietly "Swallow." Sara hated the taste, never daring to try her own scent. She just wanted to spit it out as it slowly moved to the back of her throat, the thick juice bubbling as she tried to breath through it. The stickiness on her lips making her gag a little. Slowly shaking her head back and forth, nothing would make her comply with this horrid man. In a flash he raised his paw slapping it hard across he cheeks, pain shot through her mouth instinctively making her gasp swallowing the thick juice. Like a thick soup it slowly sank down her throat settling uneasily in her stomach, it may have been in her head but could swear she could feel it move as she did. He stretched out over her body lining this hard cock with her tight opening, licking her juices off her muzzle, he whispered "Enjoy babe." He quickly pistoned his hips forward brutally entering her vagina, a torrent of blood soaked down his balls flowing down a leg onto the dusty ground. The pain of her torn hymen caused her body to lurch off the ground at an awkward angle, pain coursing through every pain receptor, every synapse was on fire. Sara's feet slid on the ground desperately trying to push her body away from his, the intruder had her pinned to the ground her feeble attempts did nothing but give the brown fox more pleasure from her gyrating hips. She bit her lower lip trying to ignore the pain growing in her loins, the inflammable heat ignited coursing it's way up into her stomach as waves of pleasure washed over her mind. Ah ah ah he panted, mercilessly pounding her over tight hole, leaking pre up and down her walls. He reached up fondling her breasts, pinching the nipples with sharp claws as her inner walls tightened up, an unstoppable river of cum flowed from her depths. The cock slipping in and out make a squishy noise that echoed through the trees, no one around to witness the relentless rutting. "Yes" He panted through ragged gasps, "Y-y-your g-getting tighter." Sara's eyes widened to giant orbs as he thrusted in one last time, his knot totally filling her tight crevice as he shot rope after rope of sticky cum deep into her velvet walls. The pain of the knotting shot into her brain causing her legs to unconsciously shake, the juices and blood mixing as a creamy crimson flowed down her tail onto the ground. He panted falling on top of her unconscious body, still pumping his seed into her hole not removing it until her body unconsciously milked every drop from his aching balls. Moaning and gasping for breath he said "ha ha.... That's ..... the b...est .I....ever...had" The world went dark as he closed his eyes enjoying the feeling of her tight velvety walls.
- * Sara slowly slipped back into the word of the waking, feeling the wet cold stone against her skin going the length of her body. Her nipples stood on end and she could see mist coming from her mouth as she breathed. A ring gag had been inserted into her mouth, her tongue hanging out over her dry lips. The cum between her legs had dried into a hard crust, her fur ruffled and unkempt and a stinging pain traced her thighs the abused hole on fire. Her head spun as she tried to lift it a few inches only to see complete and utter darkness surrounding her senses. Crawling on the ground until she found a hard cement wall, leaning her back against it, pain coursing over her skin almost too painful to move. A slight drip drip drip sound could be heard in the distance echoing in the small room. A loud creak startled the woman, scaring her to the very core. A bright light entered the room, blinding all of her senses. A low no escaped her lips and heavy boot steps moved closer. Sara fainted back into a deep painless sleep, the horror to great to behold.