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When last we left our dear little lemurfox, she and her master had just finished getting through a session of morning lovemaking. Now, I'm sure that there are some of you that are curious as to what the little hybrid might be up to... or rather, might be being put up to. Now, if you're inclined, perhaps we should take a peek and see what's on the to-do list for today. Shall we?

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Her footfalls were quiet against the hardwood floor as she moved into the main room of the home she shared with her master. She was nervous, who wouldn't be after what she'd been told? Bright orange eyes flicked from one wall to another, and she stopped, shrinking back a bit when a loud peal of laughter echoed down the corridor towards her.

He'd told her tonight would be the final test for her. That if she passed, if she proved obedient, she would be deemed completely trained, and ready to be put to full use as his pet. She shivered, eyes bright with unshed tears, her anxiety levels rising. She didn't want to do this, but... she wanted to please him so badly.

Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes, willing herself to calm down. It wasn't a big deal, she told herself. It was her master's way of showing his pride in her; his way of showing off, if you will. He'd even gone to the trouble of preening her, brushing her hair until it was like silk to the touch. He'd rubbed her down with oils as well, which enhanced the rusty hue of her fur. He'd left the fluffing up of her tail to her, since she did it so often as it were. She was even adorned: a thin black and silver collar, more of a choker really, with a small bell hanging from it. A silver cuff was attached to her right ear, with a small chain running along the outer edge to a silver stud secured at the base. A matching stud, plain, graced her other ear. A matching set of silver manacles encircled her wrists, thin chains running from two points on the cuffs to a ring placed on the middle digit of each paw. A long silvery satin sash was tied around the base of her tail, the ends of the fabric draping over her buttocks and brushing against her every time she moved. A thin silver chain dangled between her breasts, connecting a pair of ornate silver clamps, which were in turn secured well to her nipples, making her all too aware of them. A pair of silver anklets were the last thing to go on her, and when he'd looked at her in her little 'uniform', she'd felt her heart swell with pride at the sparkle in his hazel eyes.

Another step and she was out in the main room, surrounded by people. All her master's friends were there, and a dark flush began to creep over her skin as all eyes turned to her. A sharp whistle cut over the general din of conversation, followed by a snap of fingers. "Shayde. Over here, please." Her eyes moved in the direction of the voice, finding her master standing with a small group, about three other people. Taking another deep breath, she straightened, walking with her head up and shoulders back, tail sweeping the ground behind her. When she got to him, she dropped onto all fours, leaning forward and planting kisses on the insteps of his feet; her usual greeting.

He smiled warmly down at her, ruffling her hair affectionately before pointing her off towards the kitchen. She knew what he wanted from her; she was to play the role of cute serving girl tonight. Possibly providing entertainment as well, he hadn't yet decided. Nodding again, she stood, moving into the kitchen and gathering up various trays.

A few hours passed like this, the lemurfox deftly weaving her way through the group, providing food and drink to her master's companions. Here and there she'd be subjected to close scrutiny, and at one point, even had one of her master's more daring friends playfully swat her backside as she passed. Her reaction was little more than a surprised squeal, her tail moving automatically over the place she'd been hit. The thing that she noted most of all, however, was the way she gradually began to feel comfortable in her role, the comfort giving way to a deep pride when she heard the compliments her master was getting because of her.

'Let this night go on as long as it will, and I'll be happy, knowing I'm making him proud,' she thought to herself with a smile, catching her master's eye again as she entered the kitchen for another round of trays.

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Finally, it was over. She puttered around the house, sweeping up and moving leftovers into the kitchen as her master bid goodbye to the last of the guests. The door closed, and she looked up, paws curled around the handle of the broom as she smiled at him. "Master? Did I do well?"

"You did. I hadn't expected you to come out into the room as quickly as you did, and you carried yourself nicely." He walked over to her, taking the broom and leaning it against the wall before wrapping his arms around her. "However, your duties for the night aren't finished yet. You've tended to the house enough, I think. Now, I'd like for you to tend to me."

She nodded, smiling and nuzzling his shoulder affectionately. "Yes, master. Whatever you wish." Allowing herself to be led back to the bedroom, she shut the door, quickly moving to stand in front of him. Quickly, she moved to take his clothing, her teeth the only tool she was allowed unless absolutely necessary. Shirt, pants, shoes; they all came off faster than most would be able to do so. Once she'd taken the clothing and folded it, she climbed up onto the bed, straddling him as he lay on his stomach with nothing but a blanket over his lower body.

Her paws kneaded into his upper back firmly, working the muscles and doing her best to relieve the tension she could feel in him. Fingers prodding in along his spine, over his ribs, up between his shoulderblades, before working his actual shoulders and upper arms. She smiled as a low groan sounded deep in her master's throat, an appreciative sound brought about by her efforts. Continuing the massage for a few moments more, she nudged him to roll onto his back when she finished working out the knotted muscles.

As he stretched out under her, her paws began to move over his chest and upper arms, fingertips pressing firmly, working the muscles again. Only a moment had passed before she felt his hand clasp gently around one of her wrists, her eyes flicking up to meet his, which sparkled with a hint of michief... and other things as well. Blushing lightly, she let out a small squeal of surprise as she felt his body shift under her, his hips rising ever so slightly, pressing his stiffening sex against hers, teasing her. "Master... " she murmured, trailing her fingertips over his chest lightly and down to his stomach, enjoying the sensation of his skin under her hands. "Shhh... come now pet, I'm sure you've been wanting something over the course of the night. I'd say you've earned it." The lowered octave of his voice sent a shiver through her, and with a nod, she slid off his hips, moving the blanket out of the way before crawling back over top of him.

Settling on her knees, straddling him, she leaned down, nuzzling the crease of her master's neck as her hips slid against his. His hands clasped firmly over her thighs, rubbing the fur against the grain, bristling it a bit as he pulled her up just enough to slide the head of his cock inside her. He chuckled heatedly as a small mewling sound rose in her throat, and she fought his hands, trying to lower herself down. "In a moment, pet... remember, impatience won't get you anything except a night to yourself." She shot a quick look at the chains attached to the bedroom wall and nodded, moaning lightly as he shifted under her. Finally, he took hold of her muzzle, turning her face to his before thrusting upwards hard, impaling her completely and ripping a loud cry of pleasure from her. "Now, my pet, you may do what you like," he growled, smirking at her.

Rumbling deep in her chest, the little lemurfox began to rock her hips against his, driving him as deep inside her as she could. Back arched, thighs quivering as she lifted her body, only to slam it down against his over and over. His hands found her breasts as he sat up, his mouth capturing one of her nipples and biting down firmly on it before sucking on it, his thumb and finger rolling the other one like a small bead, causing it to stiffen and her to cry out above him. Her head dropped, her muzzle finding the crease of his neck. Her tongue flicked out against his skin, making him shiver violently before she bit down gently, mewling. He'd always allowed her to express herself completely in the bedroom, thankfully.

The feeling of her teeth clamping down on his neck dragged a long low growl from him. Grabbing hold of her hair, he pulled her down hard, rolling over onto her, arms moving under her knees and lifting her legs up so that her knees rested on his shoulders. With a rather impish smirk, he lay over her, pressing her thighs back against her upper body, curling his hands under her shoulders and anchoring her against him. Lowering his face to hers, he kissed her hard, forcefully exploring her mouth with his tongue as his hips slammed into hers, her cries muffled only slightly.

Her arms snaked around his shoulders, her hips lifting to meet his thrusts, the bed beneath them shaking with the force of him driving into her. A multitude of sensations overlapping brought her to her peak quickly, his lips against hers, his hands wrapped tightly around her shoulders, her sex slick and tight and welcoming of his cock stretching her as his hips met hers over and over. Suddenly, she pulled away from the kiss, letting out a shriek as her head fell back, her back curving almost impossibly given her position under him as her orgasm hit her, her nails digging into his back as she screamed his name. He quieted her quickly, capturing her mouth again in a bruising kiss as his own release found him, his thrusts coming hard and fast, adding a measure of pain to her pleasure as he filled her.

After a short while, he fell onto the bed beside her, dazed. "You know better than to bite me, pet," he murmured playfully, pulling her into his arms and hugging her tightly against him. Smirking, she nodded, turning her face to his and kissing him gently on the jaw with her swollen lips, writhing slightly at the sensation of the fur along her inner thighs being matted with their combined spend.

Curling her tail around the two of them, she chirped softly as her decorations were removed and set aside. "I trust I pleased you, master?" she murmured into his shoulder. Feeling him nod, she let out a wide yawn and snuggled in closer to him. "I'm glad. I hope to never disappoint you... " A moment later, she was sleeping, a smile curving her lips.