FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Inspired by the video "Hang and Bag Game" from New Chris' Corner[

(This story was first published on my Patreon page: https://www.patreon.com/user?u=507055)

"Wow, toasty warm," Ada said as Kenton opened the front door and let her in. She took off her raincoat and hung it up on the coat rack.

"Warm, nice," and "Yeah," Nona and Mattie echoed as they followed her in.

Xander and Coby just nodded. The fox closed the door behind him.

"Drinks?" Kenton asked.

"What've you got?" Nona asked.

"Just about anything," The genet answered. He led the way around the corner, showing them a full wet bar with three shelves of liquor and wine. He opened a cabinet; there were more bottles -- mixes for fancy drinks like daiquiri, margarita, pina colada. Also some pre-mixed drinks. Then a mini-fridge with soft drinks and juices and an ice maker.

"Yum," said Nona, "Strawberry daiquiri for me. Strong."

"Just a sec," Mattie said, looking in the cabinet. "Wow, sangria, yeah!"

"Single malt, rocks."

"Go ahead and pour yourself one, said Kenton, pointing at the shelf with 3 different brands of scotch. He put a couple of ice cubes in a glass and poured sangria over it, then handed it to Mattie. He threw ingredients in the blender, ran it for a few seconds, and poured Nona's daiquiri into a hurricane glass.

Meanwhile, Ada and Coby poured themselves a couple of fingers of DalWhinnie each. Ada put an ice cube in hers, but Coby took his neat. Kenton poured himself a glass of Riesling, and Xander poured a shot of akvavit and downed it in one gulp.

"So... wanna see my playroom?" Kenton asked.

"That's what we came for," Ada said.

"This way." The genet opened a door and turned on a switch; a flight of stairs led down to a finished basement: a sturdy table, several chairs, two sofas, thick carpets on the linoleum floor -- except around and under the table -- and several less common furnishings: a Saint Andrew's Cross, a pillory, a noose dangling from the ceiling, a rectangular bondage frame, and a glass-walled tank about 4 feet high with a faucet like a bathtub, but the knobs were on the outside.

The three femmes paused at the bottom of the stairs and looked around. "Wow!" Nona said. "Neat!" chorused Ada and Mattie. The other two males followed. "This should do amazingly!" Xander said.

"So, what've you got for me?" Ada asked.

Kenton took a key unlocked a drawer, and took out a sturdy-looking clear plastic bag.

"Cool! How long?"

"It will be forever for you."

"Oh... In that case, let me enjoy this first." The ferret sat down in one of the armchairs and drank her Dalwhinnie, savoring each sip.

While Ada was finishing her drink, Coby set one movie camera on a tripod and focused on her face. A second camera sat ready on the table, a light on the front showing it was powered on.

When Ada was done with her Scotch, she took her clothes off, leaving them in a pile on the table. Then she turned her chair around to face the other people.

Ken pulled bag open and slipped it over the ferret-girl's head.

"Just a sec." Her voice was only slightly muffled by the bag. "Could I get a little help here?" She spread her legs wide, showing her already-engorged labia, and pointed at her clit.

"Be happy to," Xander said, and knelt between her feet.

"I'm ready now," Ada said.

Xander used his fingers to spread her labia a little farther and started licking the tip of her clit. The fox zoomed out so his camera's view included everything from Ada's crotch to the top of her head. He picked up the other camera and walked closer, getting a good view of Xander's mouth and Ada's labia.

Ken gathered the mouth of the bag closed, while the other two femmes watched from nearby.

At first Ada just sat there with a slight smile, moaning occasionally when Xander's tongue flicked her clit just right. But soon her smile started looking forced. Then her feet began kicking out in front of her. She tried to pull away from Kenton, but he held the bag tight against her face.

Nona and Mattie came over and grabbed the ferret's hands, pulling them behind the chair. She kicked and struggled, but they held her firmly in place, while Xander kept licking Ada's clit. He licked one finger of his right hand and inserted it in her tunnel. A second finger joined it, then a third.

Ada struggled harder, and eventually managed to get out of the chair and sink to her knees on the floor, her feet stretching out, then retracting. The jaguar used his left hand to keep her in place while his right hand stroked her g-spot and his tongue licked her clit and the adjacent inner lips. Cobe focused his hand-held camera on Ada's face.

Ada's struggles grew weaker after a couple of minutes. Then she stiffened, her pelvis coming forward, her body shaking, her little tail sticking straight out behind. Her face contorted with sexual need.

"Looks like she's cumming," Coby said.

"Yep!" Ken agreed.

The shaking continued for what seemed like forever, but was really only a couple of minutes. The ferret gradually came down from her orgasm and started struggling again. Her struggles were weak, half-hearted, as if air no longer seemed as important as it once had. Her muscles slowly went limp until she was lying on the floor. After a few more minutes, her toes stretched downward, then curled up, then relaxed again.

Ken relaxed his grip on the bag, but it did not puff out or in. Ada was no longer even trying to breathe. He let go completely and stood up.

"Wow! That was hot," Nona said, licking her lips. "I wanna go next."

"Sure, kid," the genet said.

She looked around the room, then stood beneath the noose. "And..."

"Anything within reason."

"I want to hang with my mouth full of cum."

Ken and Cobe exchanged glances. Ken nodded. Cobe came up to stand next to Nona and the genet got behind the camera. "Ready whenever you are, CB."

"You think I haven't heard that one before?" Cobe asked. Ken shrugged and adjusted the camera angle slightly, pressed the camera's "trigger," then the lock button.

Nona took her clothes off, dropping them on the floor, then got down on one knee facing Cobe.

"First you get your kicks, then I get mine." She unzipped Cobe and his member popped out, already hard. She licked the head a few times, then took it in her mouth and sucked it in and out rapidly.

"Oh, yeah!" Cobe moaned.

Ken checked the camera's view screen to make sure it was focused properly, then picked up the other camera and walked over to the side, getting a close-up of Nona's mouth and Cobe's dick. Xander stood just outside the camera's field of view, licking his lips occasionally.

The kinkajou wrapped one hand around Cobe's cock and started sliding her lips and tongue up and down. Slowly at first, then faster. She matched her rhythm to the fox's moaning, and was soon moving up and down as fast as she could move her head.

Cobe came in her mouth in less than three minutes. She slowed down, holding him between her lips until he pulled away, no longer able to tolerate the stimulation. Then she stood up, her eyes fixed on the noose.

Xander went to the drawer and got out a piece of rope about 3 feet long, but Nona shook her head. She put her hands between her legs and rubbed herself gently. Xander shrugged and put the rope away again.

Cobe replaced Kenton behind the camera, and Ken came to help hang the kinkajou. He reached up, pulled the noose down, slipped it over Nona's head, and pulled it snug around her neck. "Mmmmm...." she moaned.

Ken grabbed the other end of the rope and pulled slowly, forcing Nona to stand on the balls of her feet and then on her toes just to get a little bit of air. "Ready?" he asked.

"k'k'es," she forced out, and nodded her head as much as she could. Xander took hold of the rope about a foot below Ken's grip. "On three. One. Two. Three." Both males pulled, lifting the kinkajou into the air. The noose pushed her head almost onto her left shoulder. She began kicking immediately, one foot forward, the other back, then reverse. She fingered her clit with one hand, while using two fingers of the other to fill her cunt. She kept that up for almost a minute, an intent look on her face. Then she pulled her fingers out; her hands started to move upward.

"Is she going to try prying the noose open," Xander asked.

"Maybe, but I have a feeling..."

Sure enough, Nona's hands got up to about the bottom of her ribcage, then seemed to flutter there for another two minutes, unsure what they were supposed to do. Her feet made small scissors kicks while she slowly lowered her right hand to her Y. Her forefinger found her clit and started rubbing. Her left hand moved upward to her right breast and squeezed it.

It only took another thirty seconds. Nona's left hand came down to her center, and again two fingers went into her sheath. Her right hand rubbed so fast it was a blur. Her tail curled up behind her and her pelvis rotated, forward, backward, back and forth again and again. She just couldn't seem to get enough. Then, without warning, her hands went slack. All her muscles relaxed except for her chest and shoulder muscles, still trying to get precious air into her lungs.

Then, slowly, even those relaxed. Nona's face slowly turned purple, then blue, as her system used up the remaining oxygen in her bloodstream. Her knees bent once, then relaxed again.

"I think she's gone," Xander said.

"Yeah, probably. But look at that smile. You could use that smile on a medieval painting of a saint. She had a good time going, that's for sure."

Mattie was staring at Nona's body, her head tilted to match Nona's. The weaslette had one hand at her throat, squeezing, her breath rasping audibly in her throat. She stayed that way for another minute, then shook herself and turned to Kenton. "My turn, yes?" she asked.

"Sure. Let's see..." he looked around the room. His eyes paused briefly on the bondage frame, then moved to the tank. "Got just the thing for you."

Mattie followed the direction of Kenton's gaze. "Oh, yeah. That's fine. That's perfect!" She undressed, leaving her clothes on the table next to Ada's.

The genet brought over a step stool and set it down next to the tank; Ada used it to climb into the tank, then sat cross-legged on the floor. the ferret-girl's swollen pussy lips were clearly visible to the three males. She locked the metal collar around her neck, then attached the chains. "This should do, right?"

"Yeah," Kenton said. "Now your hands."

Mattie picked up the cuffs and put them on, her hands in her lap.

"One more thing," Ken said.

"What?"

"Xander and me haven't cum. Do you mind if we..."

"Hey, I came here to die for your pleasure. Well, and my own, too. Go for it!"

Kenton pulled his pants off and kicked them to one side. Xander took his off and put them on the table, then came over to stand next to Ken. Both were already erect.

"Ready?" Ken asked.

"Go!" Mattie said.

Ken turned on the water.

"Oooh! Cold! Can you make it warmer?"

"Sure." Ken reached into the tank to feel the water, then adjusted the handle. In a few seconds the water was lukewarm. He turned the handle a few degrees further, checked the water temperature again, then nodded "Okay now?".

"Mmm..... nice."

The water rose fairly rapidly. Ken and Xander rubbed themselves slowly, savoring the sensation and the mixture of expressions on the weaslette's face as the water level reached her neck. She looked apprehensive, then excited, then a strange mixture of the two emotions. She started hyperventilating as soon as the water touched her chin.

"Two or three more inches should do it," Kenton said.

"What????" Mattie said. "I thought it would go over my head!"

"I don't want to spoil your hairdo. Your blonde headfur is just too gorgeous to be dangling in wet strands around your head."

"Well, okay... I guess."

When the water reached the weaslette's lower lip, Kenton put his free hand on the control. Mattie took a deep breath when it touched her upper lip. She closed her mouth firmly, holding her breath.

Kenton turned the water off when it covered Mattie's nostrils by a bare inch.

The weaslette started jilling herself, two spread fingers rubbing on either side of her hooded clit until the shaft emerged. She continued doing this for nearly 90 seconds, then her body started struggling to get her head higher, but the collar was firm against her shoulders and she could only get about a quarter inch higher. Not nearly enough.

Over the next few seconds, Mattie's struggles gradually stopped. Her eyes took on a faraway look, and her fingers rubbed her clit almost mechanically.

Xander noticed. "What's she...?" he asked.

Kenton looked closely at the blonde. "I think... she's gone into subspace."

"But what about her orgasm?"

"I think she's getting what she wants. Orgasm isn't everything. Not putting down orgasms, though. I'm looking forward to a big one!"

"Amen to that."

Xander speeded up, but Kenton kept up the slow pace until Mattie's hand movements grew irregular. Then he sped up a little.

Mattie's hand movements gradually stopped.

"Is she dead," the jaguar asked.

"No, she hasn't bubbled yet, so she's not even unconscious. Just... really deep in wherever she's gone to."

The genet was proved right a few seconds later when bubbles started coming from Mattie's mouth. Not all at once, but a steady stream. Her hand stopped moving, and the muscles in her legs relaxed.

"Now?"

"Not yet." Ken rubbed himself rapidly, and in about 30 seconds his genet-cock erupted. He moved it slightly so the spurts landed on the weaselette's hair.

"Good idea," the jaguar panted. His hand was a blur, and suddenly he, too spurted cum, adding more white beads to decorate Mattie's updo.

Mattie's chest muscles moved as she breathed water in, then out again. The visible turbulence around her mouth and nose gradually slowed, then stopped, and her chest muscles relaxed. Her faraway look became even more fixed.

"She's done," Ken said.

"Guess so," Xander panted.

The fox turned the camera on its tripod, panning slowly from Ada, to Nona, to Mattie. He let the lens linger on the weaselette's blonde hair with dribs of white, then turned the camera to show Kenton and Xander getting dressed again.

"What are you going to do with the bodies?" the jaguar asked.

"I'll leave them there overnight. I already arranged for the undertakers. They'll be here early tomorrow to take the bodies away."

"Cool."