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Departure

Kaia sat in her seat, rubbing her young eyes tiredly. She was awaiting the arrival of her father, to pick her up from the air port. She'd traveled on a long overnight flight so she could spend a week or two with him. The flight had been frightening for her, it was the first time she had ever flown alone, and she hadn't been able to sleep. The flight attendants had been very nice to her, but she still had felt very alone, her only comfort coming from the small stuffed raccoon she carried with her everywhere. She clung to him now as she sat outside the departure gate, waiting for her Dad.

Unawares to Kaia, she had not gone unnoticed. Across the wide isle way, at another departure gate, stood an adult black wolf. He was wide and muscular, in his mid twenties, dressed casually, and extremely horny. He usually came here to scope out a female to follow, he'd usually try to get their number, or buy them a drink, and it worked more often than not. However this time it was different, he was going to get a female, no matter what. He had it all planned out, and kidnapping and rape were not above him.

He now stared across at the young fox cub. She was small, probably only about seven or eight years old. She had shiny red fur typical of the red fox, and her eyes were a beautiful baby blue. She was dressed in a little pink skirt with a white tank top, and her cute stockings came up under her knees. What really caught his attention though, was her tail. It was of medium length, but poofy. He wanted to touch it, and to his surprise, he was getting a hard on. There was nothing womanly or curvy about the cub, but something about her untainted innocence attracted him immensely. He'd never had a virgin before.

"Hey there little one, what's your name?"

Kaia looked up at the voice. "Who me?" she asked, her ears tilting forward. The man that had spoken to her was a wolf, and she immediately loved his fur, it was so black, much darker than her own.

"Yeah silly, you!" he plopped down in the seat next to her.

She admired his fur and smiled "My name's Kaia. What's yours?"

The wolf smiled to him self as a dark plan began to form in his head. "My name's Anhell..." He leaned back casually and acted like he was a long lost friend. "So what are you doing here all alone?"

Kaia smiled "I'm waiting for my daddy; he's coming to pick me up and take me to visit him for awhile."

Anhell looked around "So he's not here, you flew alone?"

Kaia's ears drooped a bit "yeah, and it wasn't any fun either, it was lonely."

Anhell looked into her eyes and smiled warmly, wondering why this kid's parents never warned her about strangers.

"I bet that was really scary wasn't it? You wanna know what always cheers me up though?"

Kaia perked "what?"

He grinned devilishly "A Milkshake..."

* * *

Kaia sat on the stool in the food court of the air port swinging her legs and holding her raccoon in her lap. It had taken a little persuading for Anhell to get her to leave the departure gate, but he'd told her that they would call her on the PA system to tell her if her dad arrived. She believed him. He drummed his fingers impatiently on the counter, waiting for the fast food cashier to bring him the milk shake he had ordered. He wanted to get the kid out of here as fast as possible, so he wouldn't' be caught, and he knew exactly how.

Finally the lady handed him the milk shake, and he walked over to where he could pick up straws and other condiments. He took a little baggie of white powder out of his jacket pocket, and sprinkled a small amount into the ice cream treat. The stuff was a sleeping agent of some sort, he didn't know how it worked, just that it did. He put the baggie back in his pocket, and walked over to Kaia. "Here we go little one, on the house!"

He slid it in front of her and she looked at him happily "Thank you very much Anhell" She began to slurp up the drink, careful not to get any on her fur. She was dainty, and he liked it.

Kaia didn't even get halfway through the milk shake, before she started feeling sleepy. She closed her eyes and swayed a bit. Anhell smiled "Woah there little one, guess you're a bit tired huh?" she nodded. "Why don't you come and sit in my lap?" He patted his strong thighs invitingly, and she crawled right over, trusting as a new born lamb. Once she was curled up, and fast asleep Anhell stood. Then he calmly walked toward the front door with her in his arms.

A janitor looked at him as he passed and smiled. "Pretty little girl, she your daughter?"

Anhell grinned despite himself. "Yeah she fell asleep on the plane, gonna get her home to bed." The janitor nodded, and Anhell walked out the door.

* * *

When he arrived at his car, Anhell laid the little cub in the back seat and jumped in the driver's seat. He started the car and drove out of the parking lot, on to the freeway. He knew that sooner or later, the kid's father would show up and not be able to find his daughter. He didn't want to be in the area when that happened. He looked over his shoulder at the cub, and smiled. Oh the plans he had for her.

He drove the forty five minute drive back to his house quietly. He usually would listen to music, but his mind was alive with ideas, and the adrenaline in his body roared. He could barely hold on to the steering wheel.

By the time he exited the freeway and traveled the last few miles to his home, he could barely see straight. The cub whimpered a bit in her sleep, and his fur stood on end. He wanted her, badly. He pulled into his garage and closed the door behind him, reminding himself that he needed NO ONE to know about her. He wasn't about to go to prison. As he got out of the car and opened the rear door, he noticed that the cub's skirt had ridden up. Oh god what a heavenly sight it was. She was wearing a simple pair of white cotton panties with hearts on them, and they stretched nicely over her young slit. Her thumb was in her mouth and the stuffed coon held in the crook of her arm. He groaned.

Before Anhell knew what he was doing, he had reached out and put his forepaw on her round little ass. It was so warm, and he was so hard. He squeezed gently and the cub whimpered again. He felt like he was going to explode right there, but he had to wait. He bent forward and scooped her up. God she was so small. He walked from the garage through the door into his house.

The house consisted of a living room and kitchen joined together, then a front room, and three smaller rooms designed to be bedrooms. One of them was his, and the other two were furnished for his female guests, whenever he brought them home. But it was the basement that was his true sanctuary. He had turned it into a dungeon bit by bit after he had first moved in. First he had carpeted half with a black bur bur carpet, the other half with black tile, and he had painted the walls blood red. After finishing the basement he bought bondage equipment. A leather horse, and adjustable table with restraints, a trapeze. He had rings for attaching chains and shackles put into the wall... Best of all he'd bought a four poster bondage bed. The bed was queen sized and the four posters had several points to attach restraints, as did the headboard, and it had a canopy made of black lace that surrounded the whole bed, or could be tied back and out of the way. After the furniture came the accessories. He bought ball gags, horse crops, leather muzzles for any species, collars, cuffs, vibrators, electro toys, in fact, he had something for just about everyone's tastes.

Anhell walked slowly down the stairs to the basement and carried the cub to the bed. The lace was tied back, and he laid her down gently on the black silk sheets. He laid her on her back, her legs spread a bit, the stuffed raccoon resting on her chest, her thumb still in her mouth. He stood back looking at her and smiled devilishly.

He began by removing her shoes, unbuckling the little straps and pulling them off her feet. Next came her stockings, he peeled them off her legs and tossed them to the floor on top of the shoes. Then he walked over to the rack on the wall he had for knives. He chose a small dagger shaped like a dragon's talon, and then returned to the bed. He lifted the stuffed raccoon out of Kaia's arms and set him on the bed next to her, and then used the knife to slowly slit her shirt up the front. Once cut all the way through, he cut the little straps to the tank top and pushed it out of the way... She may have been only about eight years old, but hints of puberty were already beginning to show. Her chest swelled just slightly and her little pink nipples stood out sharply against her red fur. He leaned forward and kissed her in the center of the chest, her fur smelled of strawberry shampoo. Then he set the knife down on a small table next to the bed and slipped his fingers under the waistband of her skirt. He slid it slowly down her thighs and off her ankles to the floor. Then the panties, he pulled them down gently, and as he exposed her little slit his dick jumped in his pants.

Oh god, this is too good. He reached forward and spread her legs wide, then he used his fingers, opening up the lips of her sex and exposing her little clit. God why hadn't he tried this before? She was completely untouched, pure, and his. She moaned again and he looked up at her face. She needed a collar before she woke up. He walked over to the rack where he kept collars and cuffs, and was delighted to find that he had one small enough. It was thick leather, with a big hanging O ring in the front, and two D rings on each side, and it locked. He also grabbed a chain leash and a set of cuffs with clips to attach them to restraint points. He returned to her and put the cuffs on her wrists, then he put on the collar and locked it in place. He smiled at how beautiful she looked as he locked the leash to her collar, and then locked it to a restraint point on the headboard.

He stepped back and admired her. As much as he wanted to start right now, the thought it better to get into the proper attire himself. He turned and walked up the stairs to take a hot shower and dress like the master he was. He glanced over his shoulder at the sleeping cub as he left and chuckled to himself. This was going to be the best he'd ever had it.