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Vixen and the Temple

By: Lapsa Heartlocke

Second Edition: Additional Edits and improvements up on the original by myself.

Special Anthro revision

Nuna was a young vixen from the city Vulpolis where she worked as an archaeologist, studying and exploring the ruins and remains of ancient civilisations and societies. Her latest adventure had taken her south, to an uncharted jungle. She decided to go alone so that she could be 'free to think' without having the clutter and commotion of others. Truthfully she was nervous about the upcoming wedding to her mate. While the wedding wasn't for another three months and they had already technically been married she still worried as it would be the tomorrow, and she simply hated being around people when she was worried. She was more than good enough at her job to do it alone anyhow, she had gone on many such journeys by herself, or with only a single other person. It would take a bit longer, but she would have the freedom to go at her own pace and sort out her thoughts in a peaceful setting away from the bustle of civilisation, away from co-workers, family, and worries.

She found the jungle she was in peaceful and calm, more so than any other place she had been to thus far. This place had been untouched by civilisation for a very long time and was as pure and natural as it could get. She originally came across it by following reports and records from tribes in the area she knew that somewhere in this area was an ancient city, long abandoned by its once great empire. Little was known about it and discovering it could rewrite history books and be an important cultural discovery. She was excited to find it as soon as possible, she set up her camp and waited for nightfall before heading off.

She went through the jungle for a while before she finally came across a path, she decided to follow it and see if it would lead her to her destination. It would made up of stones that had long since been shattered and overgrown, but the path could still be mostly made out. Nuna emerged from the woods to find herself on an elevated walkway that had connected to the hill she had just walked off of, at the other side of this platform lay a large Aztec-style pyramid with stairs dimly lit by torches leading to the top. Off to either side of the platform the ancient overgrown roofs of many buildings could be seen. Slowly, and cautiously, she ascends the stairs up to the top of the pyramid.

At the top she finds what one might expect to find at the top of such a pyramid, a large stone door that she assumes opens up to let her into the temple itself, upon closer inspection the entirety of the structure is covered in a strange pictographic writing. A few of the symbols resemble dog-morphs, but she can't tell for sure due to how worn they are.

Against her better judgement she goes to push open the door only to find that it is sealed shut and cannot be opened simply by force. With a huff she looks around for a lever, switch, or even a loose brick that might open it but ends up finding nothing of the sort. Defeated, but a little grateful she doesn't have to satisfy her curiosity and explore such an ancient and large structure, Nuna begins to head back down the stairs to the base of the pyramid. Right before she has time to even barely get to the third step she is startled by the sound of the door opening and she turns around shocked. After recovering from this she slowly walks towards the entrance, peering in she sees nothing but darkness that seems to go on for ages. After pausing briefly, she enters the dark abyss.

Nuna continues down further and further without seeing any sign of light or a room that the stairs might lead to. She began to wonder if she should turn around and go back before she ends up lost in this pyramid forever when her thoughts are suddenly interrupted by the sound of the entrance slamming shut further up behind her. "I guess that settles it" she thought. Left with no other option, she continues heading down the dark staircase.

The stairway seemed the endlessly drag on and on, but eventually she came across a glimpse of light and what looked to be an end to the stairs. Nuna let out a yip of joy at the possibility of maybe having found a way out, or at least off of the endless stiars, and rushes down entering into a hallway lit by torches on its ancient walls. Scanning the hall she is disappointed to find that it isn't a way out but only leads to a much larger chamber through a small doorway at the other end.

This doorway is similar in size to the one she had to go through to get into the pyramid in the first place just tall enough to barely allow her to get through without bending over, she looks through to see if she can make out any details before rushing in and possibly getting trapped yet again by the pyramid. All she can make out is a small, slightly elevated square platform illuminated by moonlight coming in through the angled roof with a set stairs leading up on each side. She figured that she didn't really have any other choice but to move forward, the room didn't seem all too dangerous and there was even a possibility it might lead to a way out through some back entrance, or perhaps she could at least find some way to climb out.

Nuna headed into the chamber, but stopped about halfway before reaching the platform when she made a startling discovery - she was not alone in the chamber. Beside her stood several Chihuahuas in various sorts of adornment/attire, fitted for their size and species of course. Some wore simple armour that covered only parts of their body, four of them appeared to be wearing Aztec priestly gear around their necks and on their heads, and one seemed dressed up much more than the rest, almost having a royal look about him. Their eyes locked and he gave her an eerie grin.

"Oh, well hello there! Wh-what are you all doing here?" She giggled nervously as she spoke, laughing at herself for letting the tiny dog-morphs startle her all too much. "I don't suppose any of you know how to get out of here?" She jokingly asks as she nervously goes back to walking towards the centre platform. She assumed they were grave robbers...she didn't think they could possibly be the people that had once lived here. For one it was rumoured to be a great empire...not some tribe of Chihuahuas, and for two it had long since been destroyed, as part of the legends.

The Chihuahua in royal attire laughed and spoke "heh. You think we are going to let such a rare catch as you go so easily?" He straightened his posture and gave a dignified pose. Nuna, surprised at his words, froze and turned back to face him as he continued to speak "As for what we are doing here...we are the last of the great Empire here!"

Chapter 2

Nuna shook herself out of her state of shock as she realized the door to the hallway that she had just come from was closing behind her. She didn't have time to contemplate the claim they just made. "I really don't want to end up stuck in this place!" she thought as she lunged forward towards the closing door. It looked as if she was about to make it through just in time, but just as she was about to reach the door she suddenly fell forward, it seemed a tripwire had been placed there that she must've missed coming in. The door slammed shut in front of her and she went to pick herself up when suddenly she felt a sharp pain on the back of her head and fell unconscious.

Nuna later awoke inside a cell, her hands and feet had been bound together and then chained to the wall and she was naked save some light bondage gear and a collar. She frantically looked about her as she slowly became more and more aware of what was going on and shook away the last bit of her headache. Through the bars in the cell stood the Chihuahuas looking in at her.

The Chihuahua that appeared to be in charge stepped forward to speak to her, giving her a grin and a slight chuckle. "heh. We have been waiting for someone to stumble upon us here since our ancestors were defeated decades ago. We are the few that are left of my dynasty's once great empire after the last of our females passed away. I was hoping you wouldn't mind taking her place." He let out another chuckle.

Nuna's heart missed a beat as the reality of what he just said hit her. She didn't want to end up as some tribal dogs breeding bitch, especially not for a Chihuahua. She wanted to return home to her soon to be mate and her job. "P-please just let me go. I don't want to stay here with you, I want to go home!" she demanded, almost sobbing at the thought of helping him 'repopulate'.

The Chihuahua seemed to be enjoying her growing distress. "Don't worry vixen, you will love being in the service of the great prince Moxo." He motioned the guards to follow him as he walked off and out of sight through a door at the end of the prison hall.

She sat struggling at the bindings as the thoughts of her possible future raced through her mind. Being made of iron chains she had no hope of breaking them with her strength, but she still tried. Eventually she grew tired and sat defeated, waiting for whatever awaited her as she whimpered softly to herself.

Chapter 3

She sat in the cell whimpering and sobbing about the situation she found herself in, thinking back to her home and her mate and how it was all gone now most likely. Eventually a guard she had not seen yet came by to 'check' on her.

"I heard we had caught a vixen, I had to see for myself...it is a shame that the Prince declared that we can't do anything to you...yet. But we might get our chance after the ritual and your 'initiation' " he said teasingly and gave her an evil smirk as he looked over her nude body before eventually walking off to leave her to her thoughts once more.

"What are they going to do to me, why did they bring me here to this dungeon?" Nuna thought worriedly as time went by and she came closer and closer to being 'initiated', whatever that meant to her. She was still sore from earlier but had managed to contain her whimpering for the most part as she sat there staring up at the ceiling of her cell and the designs there. The designs were much less worn than those outside, but that didn't help her understand them any better. It seemed to depict some sort of battle, or perhaps a ritual.

She was in the cell for a long time before the guards finally came to fetch her to bring her back into the main chamber for her 'initiation'. She could see they were carrying with them what looked like some sort of Aztec-themed bondage gear that had been specially fitted for her vixen form, rather than for a Chihuahua, and they also carried with them a sack and pot of water.

"The preparations are nearly complete; we just have to get you ready. The Prince has also ordered that you wear this. " They opened a slot in the cage meant for food and dropped the gear through, it turned out to be an extremely revealing dress type thing. She wondered how they expected her to put it on when she heard a snap as a mechanism released her bindings from the wall. She slowly moved over and picked up the gear as she started putting it on. She cringed at the thought of having to wear that to whatever she was headed for but thought it best to comply with their wishes.

The gear was more revealing than she though, she didn't even have to unbind her hands and feet to get it on her properly and it included a gag that she didn't yet put on and a leash for her collar, and one feature in particular that the vixen felt humiliated by; a strap that lifted her tail up and curled it around her back like one of their tails, revealing her private areas to her captors at all times and preventing her from covering herself with her tail. They then grabbed her leash and led her out of her cell to one of the priests who had been preparing a sort of slimy paste while she got dressed in the new revealing outfit. The goo smelled oddly sweet and had a pinkish colouring to it.

"Eat." The priest commanded to her, nudging the bowl towards her with his paw, though not making any effort to lift it himself as he sat on the floor.

Nuna hesitated mulling over what could be in this paste in her head when she was interrupted by a tug on collar followed by her toppling backwards. As she tried to pick herself back up she felt the bowl be lifted to her mouth as the goop poured into her maw as it was forced open, forcing her to drink it down the strange substance.

The vixen gulped it down at risk of drowning on it and she was eventually allowed to pick herself up, even with assistance from the guards. She looked on dumbfounded for a few minutes before her mind clouded with lust and she began to feel an intense heat between her legs, she was going into heat! She got even more embarrassed as she slowly realized what a show the guards standing behind her were getting as her pussy started to become dripping wet. She only prayed that what they said earlier about not being able to have 'fun' with her was true.

She could see they were all hard, the elaborate Aztec styled lion clothes covering their crotches pitched up by their members. A couple had even started openly pawing off but were stopped when one of the guards started yelling at them, telling them to wait until after the ritual. The Priest then stood up, taking a small smoking pipe out of the sack he held. He looked it over and then held it up to her lips.

"Smoke. It is tradition."

She whimpered and closed her lips as she turned her face away, only to have one of the guards hold her head back as the pipe was forced into her mouth, causing her to cough, though they kept it there. Eventually she was forced to inhale some of the smoke, though the priest eventually moved the pipe away, letting out a sigh as he looked over towards the other guards.

A guard eventually barked a command at her "Come now vixen! You are ready for the ritual; we shouldn't keep the Prince waiting." The vixen gave a final worried thought as to her fate as the guards installed the gag into her muzzle and then led her by her leash back into the main chamber.

Chapter 4

The chamber now looked very different. It no longer appeared weatherworn and the circular altar in the centre now had a glowing symbol in the middle as well as stakes at each of the four corners of the square platform it was on. She noted that through the opening in the ceiling light was beaming down from the moon onto the altar, further illuminating it with an eerie glow. The priests were standing one to each staircase leading to the altar and she could hear them chanting something in a strange language.

As she entered the room Prince Moxo approached her and examined her before smiling.

"Vixen, your body is rather attractive for a vixen, I can't wait until it belongs to me fully...perhaps we can even make you more beautiful." he started to walk towards the altar and motioned the guards to follow. They worked together to force her on her back on the circular platform and tied each of her limbs to one of the stakes after undoing her original bindings, tucking her tail out beside her so that she wasn't sitting on it. She felt even more exposed now with her legs spread out in front of these animals.

Thanks to the potion she had drank earlier the vixen couldn't resist letting out a soft muffled moan as Moxo began licking her pussy, his muzzle close to her sex so that his warm nose was touching her. Nuna tried to wiggle free of her binds around her legs and hands but to couldn't even manage to barely budge from how clouded her mind had become.

"Resist all you want vixen. Soon you will belong to me in body and mind." Moxo took a brief pause to comment to her.

The vixen could barely manage to think clearly, her thoughts clouding as the Chihuahua continued licking her with his rough tongue. He eventually picked up his pace as he pressed his muzzle against her sex; licking her faster and she came only have a few minutes of the assault. As she did she felt an odd pulse go through her entire body and stop and accumulate in her head. Her thoughts became even cloudier and she had trouble thinking about anything other than submitting to Moxo and proclaiming him as her Master. Nuna struggled to suppress these thoughts and heard a voice in her mind, his voice.

"Soon vixen, very soon..." it was faint but she could feel him in her mind.

Nuna growled slightly, managing to retain her awareness somewhat, but her growling was cut off by a cock being forced down her maw by a priest that had come over and decided to join in the ritual. Her instinct was to bite it, but she couldn't with a ring gag in her mouth, and all attempts to muster up enough strength to try to shake his cock out of her maw were halted by her muddled mind. She had been lost in thought that she didn't even realise the priest approach her and now there was a thin slimy canine cock in her muzzle. The priest growled and grunted as he began to hump the vixen's face while Moxo continued his assault on her nether. The vixen's sex was drenched, and the prince still had his face buried in it. A lot of the mess was on his face as well but he didn't care, he wanted to dominate her. After a while she began to feel the rough tongues of the other Chihuahuas licking her belly; nibbling and licking at her nipples on her stomach and breasts occasionally as well as fondling her body. The vixen couldn't focus on anything as the voice in her mind continued to berate her, calling her slut and bitch and slowly wearing down her will.

Soon she felt the priest's knot swell against her lips, he couldn't put it in her mouth because the ring gag was in place and it had prevented him from being able to thrust his knot inside in time, but it didn't stop him from shooting his thick seed down the vixen's throat. Almost at the same time she began to orgasm due to the prince's from his assault, coating his muzzle in more of her juices. The priest's seed coated the inside of her mouth and the back of her throat. The mess began to slide down Nuna's throat as she struggled, and she was forced to swallow some of it down. He pulled out of her mouth and she was about to spit what was left in her mouth out, but the cock was quickly replaced by another - Another priest was ready to hump her face, quickly getting his cock down her muzzle as the other priest walked beside her to join the others teasing her nipples. The vixen closed her eyes wishing this was a horrible nightmare and that she would wake up from it. She was forced to guzzle down the previous pri est's cum, and she groaned at the horrid taste. The vixen could feel her mind quickly getting cloudy as lust began to build inside her.

The vixen came again, convulsing from the pleasure. Another strange pulse flowing through her mind; images of her nursing Moxo's pups and bending to his every desire. The voice boomed into her mind once again, stronger and louder than before. At that moment the vixen realized the voice was from the Chihuahua who now had his face buried deep inside of her,

"Vixen, submit! I control you in body and mind!"

The voice echoed in her head sending a wave through her mind that dampened all her other thoughts. Nuna squirmed as another orgasm racked her body and splashed out onto Moxo's face. The Chihuahua humping her muzzle began to quicken his pace and soon began to shoot thick ropes of cum into the vixen's mouth. He pulled out and chuckled. The vixen was too weak to do anything with the seed in her mouth so it just sat there. Some of it began to slide down her throat but most of it pooled in her muzzle, spilling out a little.

"Vixen! Submit your will to me and declare me as your Master! You are MY slave!"

The voice boomed, his voice. Moxo was now sitting up, looking into the Vixen's somewhat dulled eyes He positioned himself over her, she could feel his member against her vagina and she quivered. He penetrated her, stealing her virginity and sending a shot of pain and pleasure through her body causing her to let out a moan. The sex was distracting her as the cloudiness from the lust grew in her mind, Nuna could feel she was slipping away and fought to hold on and keep her focus. His voice continued booming in her mind, repeating itself over and over and drowning out her thoughts.

"Submit!"

"Obey!"

"Submit!"

"Obey!"

"You are a slut, only here for our pleasure"

"You are our breeding bitch"

Moxo was face to face with the Vixen inside her mind, his eyes piercing into her very soul; blanking out her thoughts, the last of her resistance faded away, and her will was shoved out, being replaced with the Moxo's own will and desires for her. The vixen's eyes glazed over as the Chihuahua's will overtook her.

"F-fuck me..." she almost whispered.

"What was that, slave?" Moxo asked with a teasing tone in his voice.

"Master, Fuck me!"

The Chihuahua merely grinned and began fucking her harder and deeper as he gained complete dominance over her mind.

"Yes! Yes! I am Master's Breeding tool! Breed me!" She cried out as the thrusts became faster.

Moxo eventually felt his knot swell as he tied with her. She moaned with bliss to have the canid's cock lock inside her, stretching her tight pussy. Her body convulsed with pleasure and tightened around his cock as he came, filling her with his thick, hot, sticky seed and ensuring his tribe would soon have new members on the way.

He finished with her and turned to look at his new slave laying there with cum dripping from her mouth and pussy. He smiled at his conquest and the prospect of having a new toy and a tool to rebuild his empire.

"Good slave, but your job isn't over yet, there is plenty of 'work' for you to do as soon as you give birth to my pups." He left the Priests to clean up and returned to his quarters to get some rest, having dreams of once again having his great empire rule the world.

The End.