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Kevin Foxboy 8) Old Enough

A little later, Betty came back. She looked a little worn, and now she submitted to Clarence, the Chrome wolf. She'd stood up to him before, like they were equals. Now she said what she thought about training us, but her tail was low, and when he raised his voice, she gave in. I was sad, I thought I had a friend. I asked her what happened and she started to use a firm voice, to tell me to keep it quiet, but when she saw my Leather Collar she spoke softly. She was Chrome, I was Leather, she should Command me as she had before the pain and the blood on her legs. Before I half-carried her to the Vet, lifted her to the table, and held her down.

Now she was different, unsure of herself, weaker. I spoke firmly, as the Vet had to me. I didn't know where that came from. I told her she was a Chrome Collar slave so it was her duty to show me and the other Leathers, as well as all the Steels, how to act and learn and Obey. Her body went stiff and her snout dropped when I said Obey, and only relaxed a bit when I didn't Order her. Me, a Leather? What was wrong with her? She actually started to cry, as she told me her pain.

She had been with a Human who had wanted her alone with Him one evening. A Human? Did she mean her'an Master, or Owner? No, a New Human. And she wasn't bought. I knew my'an Mistress, my'an Owner, by Her face but not Her name, knew I was bought. Wasn't every mix bought, wanted, paid for? Not her. Yes, some One had come to BioSyn, paid to have her mixed and seeded, but could never come back for her. She learned He was killed. After she had seen His face. He would forever be Owner, she could be resold but never have a First Master to Love, Obey and Pleasure!

Now I knew why she'd never stayed to train a mix, never relaxed with the other Chromes, never talked with us. She didn't belong with wanted mixes. She had to show us all she knew what to make us do, and now that was taken away from her. She had tried to make friends with me; rubbing me in the hall was painful in her mind, trying to reach out to someone, anyone who might want her. And I was too young, too stupid to even know she was asking for help!

Now I was crying too. I didn't mean to hurt her! I begged her to forgive me for being stupid, and Betty fell to her knees sobbing. She couldn't handle my feelings as well as her own. I had to be strong for her. A strong, Grown-up Leather Collar Foxboy. I looked around; Clarence didn't care, he was over in a corner with a curvy otter. Training her somehow with his mouth. Those two weren't crying. Just Betty and me.

Slowly I got Betty to tell her story. She couldn't at first, I told her to say it as if it was some other foxgirl she was watching while she was safe, protected, wanted. Not the hurt, lonely foxgirl she was. I had no idea why I thought of that, it just came to my mind. I couldn't deal with the pain either. It had to be some other fox, one you could see was in pain, but wasn't her. The Human had been kind to her, touching her gently, letting her relax and allow it. Slowly. Touching her, letting her touch Him, rub Him; lick and kiss His feet like a good slave. Then His ankles. Legs. Knees. Thighs.

Now she was telling me things I never heard of. It was her Training, how to please a Master. I wasn't supposed to know this until I was Trained. She told me the secret words, Sex Training. I stopped listening to anything but her voice as she spoke.

She went to His hands, licking each finger. Wrists. Forearms. Elbows. Arms. Shoulders. Always slowly, lovingly, done to Obey, to please Him. She opened His shirt, kissing each button, sliding her fingers around them and slipping them out of the slots. She slid down, brushing her front paws over His pants, down to her knees at His feet, bending her back onto the floor, showing herself to Him. She stretched her body from Him and then back, touching Him like a flower reaches for sunlight. She was His flower, begging Him to be gentle and not pick her apart. He was her sunshine she needed to live.

She started to feel warm. I was feeling the heat too, but it wasn't sunshine on my fur.

She kissed His feet, then rose slowly up Him, back to His chest, now bare. She licked His sweat, gently as if it were fresh water, His male nipples, His tummy skin. She moaned softly as her breath went ragged. She felt hot and begged Him to hold her.

I'd seen Human hands and kissed Their feet, but I didn't know what the rest of their skin was like. My cock woke up and decided to see what was going on. Maybe it was getting warm too. I was getting Training, something I could use, and I didn't have to Wait Until I Was Older. I liked Betty.

She held her'an Night-Master briefly, then slipped out of His grasp, teasing Him. Back to her knees, using her teeth to lower His zipper, her fingers to drop His pants. She saw His legs, tanned like the rest of Him. What did He wear in the sun, to get such an even tan? Now there was only one part of His clothing left; His socks were on but not His shoes. But neither foxgirl nor Human thought they were in their way.

Now my cock was paying full attention. Betty giggled, at my back paws, looking right at it even through the tears. I asked her what she did next. She said she'd show me, and did something that scared me at first.

Betty the Chrome-Collar Foxgirl took my cock in her mouth. And licked it! Sure, I'd been licking it clean even back in the wet tank. I'd seen her and all the Kennel Nine mixes lick themselves. And I'd seen her watch me in the Vet's office. Licking it was normal.

But what was Betty doing licking cocks? And why mine? I wasn't mind-frozen, it was too hot. She was just learning Sex Training, before she was really Grown Up enough, and now a Master had Ordered her to use it to please Him! She had to Obey, or feel Pain.

He touched her gently at first, His owned flower. But then He plucked her, too soon, before she was ready. He put something inside her with His cock. And now she was hurt, and wilted.

As I said, Betty was never the same after that. She'd been Obeying her Chrome Collar Duties the morning she led me to the Hallway. Whatever the Human had put inside her that night hadn't come out when it was supposed to, and hurt her. It just took a little time for her insides to notice.

The Vet had touched her with the salad server and opened her. What He saw made Him sick. Lots of red, blood from open sores and infection. It had eaten away at Betty's insides, her girl parts, where kits were made and grown in animals. Even the condom the Senator had used was still inside Betty. He hadn't used it for her but for His own protection, from her animal body.

She was good enough to suck his cock and use roughly for His pleasure but not good enough to touch inside with his cock. He simply discarded her like trash when he was done with her.

Senator Alfonse Harriman was a man who was used to getting things his way. He'd supported BioSyn and the DNA recombination program from its beginning, through medical fluids to organs to whole bodies, way back when the first R3s were made and all hell broke loose. Not for the sake of scientific knowledge or medical charity.

Harriman supported Recom for the sheer power it gave him. He was above the scientists playing God! Making and testing their own sex toys, human R3G1s and mix R3G2s. He'd co-sponsored the mix bill just to keep his own porn factories making toys!

He had a special thing for bitches, human or dog. Human pros- titutes he'd used were paid or bullied to keep quiet. Mix girls, Dogs, Foxes, and Wolves, were just playthings to use and discard. Hell, R4s were even grown, brought up and trained to allow it!

A human would've complained about his treatment of her; even a pimp would keep his merchandise in saleable condition. But Betty didn't talk about her'an Night-Master's use, she was just a slave mix made by Humans to please Humans. Getting roughly fucked and begging him for more was what the damn vixen was made for!

No one at BioSyn who knew Harriman would dare tell authorities and anyone who would tell was firmly and discreetly dealt with. Some- times employees just suddenly disappeared, maybe they were deadbeats after all.

The Vet cleaned Betty out and removed dead parts. She lived, but scars inside her meant that no Human would touch her again the way she needed. We both begged Gray Hair the Boss Human to let me help her. They let me touch Betty, and hold her, and kiss her, and even try Sex Training with her. I did help Betty. She was still On Duty when I was taken to my'an Owner Lady Alysa, when I was finally Old Enough.