A Walk in the Park - Part 1
#2 of Chase
Fair warning, this is adult and may contain content that some of you will find offensive. If this isn't your cup of tea, I don't really need to know that, just navigate away. If there is something that you genuinely think could be improved, I will listen.
It was Friday afternoon, and Chase was very happy to be getting out of work for a much needed weekend.
Chase had over indulged her submissive nature the previous Saturday in such a way that she had spent the entire week terrified someone in her daily life would become aware of it. Two of her best friends had fleeced her from neck to hind paw, leaving only her head and tail untouched. They had also created a video and taken lots of pictures of her submission. In a fit of passion, Chase herself had hit the button that uploaded the humiliating material to the Internet, free for everyone to find.
Chase had spent the entire week nauseous from anxiety that someone from her family or job would find the website and humiliate her further. Fortunately, aside from a few comments about her conservative clothing, no one had given her so much as a funny look.
Anxiety wasn't the only thing Chase had been feeling all week; the thought of being exposed was also proving to be a powerful turn on, which only served to humiliate and frustrate her further. Chase's stomach was in constant knots from both anxiety and arousal, and she really needed a break.
After an eternity, the workday finally ended and Chase was able to pack up. Grabbing her purse, Chase exited the building and made a beeline for the bus station.
"Hey! Chase, get over here!" The Vixen stopped in her tracks and turned to see a familiar fox waving at her from the parking lot. Nick was an average red fox, his coat was standard orange-red with white cheeks, inner ears, tail tip, chest, and belly; black paws and outer ears; and copper eyes. He was leaning against a two-seater convertible painted the same orange-red color as his fur.
Chase hesitated for a moment in surprise, then trotted over to him and gave him a quick hug. "What are you doing here; we doing usually get together until Saturdays?"
Nick didn't answer, instead he pulled her close and slipped one of his paws down into her slacks to her crotch, right there in her work parking lot! Chase was so shocked that she just froze while Nick rubbed her sex. After several long seconds Nick retrieved his paw and pushed her back a step. Wordlessly, he opened the passenger door and firmly guided her into the car. Nick got in the driver side door and started the car.
"Where are we going?" Chase asked as Nick pulled out onto the main street, "I want to get out of these cloths soon; they really itch against what you left of my fur."
Nick laughed at that and finally spoke, "We're going to go for a walk in the woods; a little risqué fun to end your week. Glen wants some pictures of you in a more...natural setting."
"Glen wants you to take them? That's normally his fetish." Chase fidgeted nervously in her seat at the thought, "I'm really not sure I want to strip in public right now."
Nick patted Chase on the leg in mock comfort, "relax, girl, the park I'm taking you to is outside the city limits where it's perfectly legal for furs to walk around without clothes."
Chase just huffed, not bothering to correct his intentionally misunderstanding her concern. "We're going somewhere private, right?"
Nick was busy looking over his shoulder to make sure no one was in his blind spot as he merged onto the freeway. "I've got everything covered foxie, just let me be in charge. You know Glen auctioned your fur after your video was a few days old, he got over eight hundred dollars for it. That's why he's not here with us; he went out to buy a new camera lens. Not a camera, just a new lens. Gods, what an expensive hobby."
Chase was effectively distracted by Nick's sudden change in topic. "He sold my fur? What could someone possibly do with it that would be worth eight hundred?"
"The buyer was an old goat who raises non-anthro sheep. He sent Glen a proper set of slick shears to replace those crappy things we used on you. He even gave Glen detailed instructions on how to 'correctly sheer a sheep or other animal'. The old goat wouldn't shut up about how much he enjoyed your movie and made us promise to sell him your next coat. I think he's going to spin it into yarn like he could with wool." Nick smirked sideways at her, "how does it feel to be reduced to livestock, little pet?"
Chase mock scolded the male fox even as she was starting to pant slightly from excitement. "You're all a bunch of perverts. What makes you think I'll even let you fleece me a second time?"
Nick made a show of sniffing the air, causing Chase to shuffle self-consciously, he didn't bother to answer. The rest of the car trip was spent in strained silence.
***
After fifteen minutes of silence and an occasional smirk for Nick, Chase was more than ready to get out of the car and stretch. They were in a parking lot with about 5 other vehicles and a major recreational trail leading into several miles of woods. There were the usual notices about not camping or starting fires, cleaning up litter and not staying in the park after nightfall.
The trashcans were all over full, spilling over onto the ground. One of the cars was playing loud music with several mixed furs of both genders standing around drinking beer and being generally obnoxious. Nick looked from the makeshift party to the trashcans and then checked his watch.
Chase finally broke the silence, "I thought we were going somewhere private. This area seems pretty crowded to me."
Nick licked Chase's nose and started leading her to the trail by grabbing her scruff. "We'll walk on the main trail for twenty minutes or so, then break away. There's plenty of room here for everyone to pretend they're alone."
Chase had to admit, at least to herself, that the idea of getting caught was a turn on. Still, the current state of her fur would leave her humiliated if anyone actually saw, and she was sure Nick would be asking her to do some very compromising poses...
Nick grinned at the vixen and moved his paw away from her neck and down to the base of her tail, massaging it for a second before moving a step away. He checked his watch again and continued walking.
Chase noticed Nick checking his watch several more times over the next few minutes. "Are you in a hurry? I'm still not comfortable with this, so if you would rather call it off..."
"I was just timing how far we walked. I think this is far enough," Nick pulled off his backpack and started pulling out his camera equipment.
Chase was a bit startled. The area they had stopped in was a little clearing with a stream, a picnic table, and an overflowing smelly trash can. It was not anything she would consider 'private.' "You want to do it here, next to this overflowing trashcan? It's only been about twenty minutes; we can find a better spot."
"Don't be silly, there's a stream a few feet in that would make a great background. The trash won't appear in the picture at all. Now be a good little slut and strip for me."
After a quick look around to make sure they were alone, Chase decided to do as she was told. Chase sighed and started walking off the trail toward the thicker growth. She only got a few steps before Nick barked angrily at her. "I told you to take off your cloths, not to wander off."
Chase was startled at Nick's tone. "You want me to strip in the middle of the trail? There were five cars back there; someone could walk through here any moment."
Nick growled at her in response, "You're going to need a lot more training. Give me your cloths and go stand by the stream. If you question me again I will have to punish you."
The vixen stared for a moment, shocked at how her friend was treating her, before reluctantly removing her blouse and slacks. She handed them to the other fox, frantically looking down both directions of the trail as she did so. Nick put the cloths into his empty backpack and zipped it shut before looking the vixen over.
Chase was another typical red fox, with typical fox coloring. Her fur had recovered a little in the last week, so most of her was covered in what could be described as a very short "puppy cut." She was almost decent, if you ignored her bare sex and nipples. The fur around those areas was starting to grow back as well, but had been completely removed the week before so was really more mangy looking than anything.
Nick was aggravated by her appearance. "The fur over your nipples and cunt is already starting to show again? I thought it would take longer than this. That's going to ruin my pictures!"
His attention reminded Chase of how badly she was itching. She started scratching herself as she answered. "It was fine for the first day, but that stuff you used only burns the fur off at the surface. I've spent the rest of the week itching like crazy as my fur started to break the surface again."
Nick glared at her in annoyance, then his demeanor changed and he smirked at her coldly. "There's a human shop in town that sells a cream which is supposed to be permanent. We'll use that next time so you won't have to suffer..." "Now stop scratching! Your skin is already a mess with the fur sprouting all over the place; I don't want you adding scratch marks."
Chase glared right back. "I'm not going to let you do anything permanent to me. I'm having fun but you're starting to push it."
The two foxes stared at each other for a minute until Chase dropped her gaze, losing the quiet struggle for dominance. Nick huffed at her in amusement. "We'll talk about it later. Now, go stand by the stream so that I can get a few pictures."
When Chase just shuffled her feet, muttering about not doing anything permanent to her fur, he barked at her and shouted. "I said we would talk about it later! Now get over to that stream like you were told!"
When Chase turned her back to him, Nick quietly put his backpack on top of the overflowing pile of trash before returning to his camera. Chase slunk over to the water, her tail tucked between her legs and her ears wilted, while Nick set up his tripod. She was pouting and clearly unhappy when Nick snapped a test photo.
He looked her over again and sighed in frustration. "Come on Chase, I want you to have fun with this." He walked over to her and gently licked the top of her head, moving his paw to massage her tail base. She hesitantly lifted her muzzle baring her throat to the other fox. Nick nipped softly at her throat while moving his other paw up to tease her nipples. Nick whispered into her neck "you don't really want to quit, do you?"
Chase shivered slightly at the attention, some of her earlier arousal returning. "We don't have to stop yet."
"Good!" Nick swatted her on the butt and pranced back to his camera. "Now, put your paws behind your back and look at the camera. Try to look curious and friendly."
Chase hesitated for a second at the abrupt change in Nick's attitude from comforting to controlling. After a second though, she clasped her forepaws behind her back at the base of her tail, closed her legs, swished her tail out, and did her best to look curious and shy for the camera by cocking her head and raising one ear.
Nick peaked at his watch again and then had Chase move into another pose. This time, Chase fell to all four paws, facing the camera, with her head down and her tail behind her in a classic pouncing pose. Nick snapped another picture and commanded her into a new position.
Chase rolled onto her back with her paws held up, but close to her body, and turned her head to keep the camera in view. *snap*
Chase moved back to all fours with her butt to the camera, flagged her tail and glanced seductively over her shoulder. *snap*
Nick snapped several more provocative photos of the vixen, who was now happy, compliant, and clearly getting into her role. He was just about to order her into the water when they heard a truck coming down the path causing Chase to flee to thicker cover. Nick glanced at his watch and muttered, "about time."
Chase watched from inside a bush as a Parks and Recreation truck drove up. An overweight badger hopped out of the passenger seat and trundled up to the trashcan. It wasn't until the badger pulled out the bag of trash that she finally noticed Nick's backpack was on top of the pile. Chase didn't move; Nick was aware of the pack, and Chase trusted him to retrieve her clothing.
Chase became increasingly nervous and Nick just chatted with the badger about litter control and the weather. Chase finally realized that Nick would do nothing to stop the badger, but she couldn't force herself out of hiding. She could only whine softly as the badger hopped back in the truck and sped down the trail.
The trembling vixen crawled back into the open as Nick, his tail swishing smugly behind him, swaggered up to her hiding spot. Chase was stunned; all she could do was stare up at the cold face of her friend.
Nick laughed at the shocked expression on Chase's face. "I know how wet you get at the idea of being caught, so don't look at me like I'm doing something you don't want. Now, get onto all four paws and lift your tail," he ordered.
When Chase didn't move, Nick grabbed her scruff and forced her to the ground. He snickered cruelly as he lifted her tail and unzipped the front of his pants. Chase could only squeak as he thrust his penis deep inside of her with one lunge.
Chase tried to be angry as she regained her wits, but the way Nick was treating her and the thought of being exposed was hitting too many of her fetishes. She still trusted Nick to take care of her, even if he was pushing her a little harder than she liked.
Nick eased up as he felt Chase submit and the vixen rewarded him by moving into position. Chase put all four of her paws on the ground, lowered her head and raised her butt and tail for Nick. Nick leaned over the vixen and started to thrust hard and fast.
Chase started to pant and whine loudly as Nick rutted her violently. For Chase, a switch in her head finally flipped and she completely surrendered to the will of the dominant fox who, for the moment, was her master. Chase stopped worrying about being caught and gave in to her animal side, yipping and moaning loudly as Nick had his way with her.
Nick ran his claws down her sides and dug in, not quite drawing blood, holding her in place as he tried to go both deeper and faster. His knot was being slammed into the battered vixen over and over, pushing her over the edge and drawing a loud scream from her throat as she came.
Finally, Nick was unable to pull his knot out of the vixen. He leaned over her and bit down hard on Chase's neck, drawing a sharp yip from the other fox. Nick held her tight as shudders ran through his body and he came, shooting his seed deep inside of his friend.
Nick kept the vixen pinned beneath him for several minutes until he calmed down enough to pull his knot from her soaking pussy. He grabbed her scruff and mashed his penis into her face, wiping his cum on her until she started licking him clean. Chase went to work eagerly, massaging Nick's sheath and balls as she slurped every drop of cum from the male's sex.
After a minute of this, Nick pulled Chase to her feet and kicked her legs apart. Nick positioned his cock at her entrance and slid back inside for several thrusts, only to pull out and push Chase back to her knees for another cleaning.
Chase shuddered, enjoying Nick's dominant posturing, and went back to work cleaning cum from his body once again. She used both forepaws to massage his sheath and growing knot, drawing a low growl from Nick as he started humping into her muzzle.
Nick felt himself starting to lose control. He pulled out of Chase's muzzle and held her mouth closed with one paw as he jerked himself to completion with the other. With a grunt, Nick came all over Chase's head, getting cum on her ears, in the fur on her head, and all over her muzzle. He rubbed his cock all over her head, working his cum into her fur and Chase just sat there with a silly grin on her face. When he was done, she cleaned him one final time.
Nick sighed and patted Chase on the shoulder. "Good girl, I might be able to train you after all. You can clean up in the stream if you want to."
Without a word, Chase got to her feet and walked over to the stream. The water only came up to the top of her paws so she had to drop to all fours and lower her head to wash Nick's cum from her fur. She was momentarily startled by the *snap* of Nick's camera, but went back to work scrubbing herself clean.
When she was finished, Chase shook herself dry and walked quietly over to Nick. "You do have a change of clothes for me, don't you?"
Nick grinned at her and reached up to scratch behind Chase's left ear. "I have a pair of sweats for you back at the car. Of course, you have to get back to the car to earn them..."
Nick was starting to grin at Chase in a very unfriendly way; his head was tilted slightly to the left with the fangs on the right side of his muzzle almost visible. "I know you get your kicks thinking about being exposed as a submissive slut; I am going to make very sure that happens."
Chase shivered at Nick's words, but even she wasn't sure if it was a shiver of fear or arousal. The vixen meekly dropped her gaze and let Nick continue.
"We are going to walk along the main trail back to the car. If you are really lucky, we might not see anyone else. I'm actually surprised no one came to investigate the racket you were making earlier." Nick chuckled at the blush this drew from Chase.
"It's getting late so everyone on the trail will probably be heading back to the parking lot along the same trail, so you probably won't be lucky. If you walk at my side and don't act out of place, most people will probably ignore you." Nick paused for a moment to let that thought sink in, and to draw out the drama of his next words.
"I can't stop you from hiding if you hear someone coming, but I will punish you for it. I will make sure you are exposed as the submissive little slut you want to be. If you hide today, then Monday I will leave several DVD copies of last Saturday's fun, along with the web address of your pictures, in the parking lot where you work."
That pronouncement brought Chase's head up with a startled gasp. "You can't do that, I'll lose m-"
Nick cut her off by grabbing her muzzle. "You won't lose your job, you haven't done anything illegal. You would lose the respect of your coworkers and become an office joke."
Nick waited for a long moment as Chase digested this and started to panic a bit. After several heartbeats, Nick continued. "It's your choice. You can be exposed here, to a bunch of strangers who will likely never recognize you if your paths cross again; or you can be exposed to people you actually know. You never know, you might make it back to the car without running into anyone at all..."
Chase was almost in tears. When Nick finished, he pulled her close and gently pet her back until she stopped shaking. Once the vixen calmed down a little, Nick began massaging the base of her tail to bring her back into the right frame of mind.
The idea of being exposed was one of Chase's major turn-ons. When she allowed her video and pictures to be posted; no, when she herself posted the damning video and pictures, she knew that people would see them. A lot of her friends were Glen's friends, so it was really inevitable that someone she knew would eventually see her submission on his site.
As Nick held her, massaging the base of her tail, Chase started to replace fear with an intense lust. She genuinely did not want her coworkers to see her as anything less than professional, but she could expose herself here with relatively little risk.
After another minute, Chase pushed herself away from Nick. She didn't say anything to the dominant fox; instead, she bared her throat to him in a clear sign of submission.
Nick licked the hollow of Chase's throat to acknowledge her submission, then he turned away and started walking back to the main trail. Keeping her eyes down, Chase joined Nick on the trail and prepared herself for the 20 minute walk back to his car.