Pleasure
Here is the next chapter in the series.Warning: Contains sexual interactions with minors and adultsPleasure I awoke
feeling the light touch of a feminine hand and almost fell out of bed seeing
the vixen that stood beside me. "Rose,
it can't be you!" I said happily and
stood up quickly wrapping my arms around her.
She was a beautiful vixen with rosy pink fur and cream colored tips on
her ears and tail, the only thing unsettling about this experience was she had
an unnatural light around her as I held her to close to me. "I want you Alexzander." I smiled warmly to
her as I felt a paw slide down towards the bottom of her dress while my other
paw began to play with a breast. "I want
you too Rose, it's been so long." She
turned around and put her paws against the door as I started to kiss her neck
softly and watched as she flicked her tail.
I wasn't picking up any scent of arousal from her, but I didn't really
care since her moans were enough to tell me she was enjoying my touch. I flicked my tail as my paw found its mark
between her soft and lovely fur covered thighs.
"I love you." I said to her as
she nodded in response. I was in heaven
and she was too, she started to raise her tail brushing it against the front of
my pants as I felt myself become aroused.
"I love you." She turned her head
slightly and as she did her once soft and caring yellow eyes changed into deep
dark red orbs "Your sins have caused others to suffer." I sat straight up in bed breathing heavily and
noticed my erection sticking up through the sheets, and huffed knowing I hadn't
reached climax, and I didn't believe in self-gratification. I preferred the touch of females to my own,
and immediately thought back to when I first felt pleasure. I did
something I had never done before after having a nightmare and found myself
falling back asleep. As I slept, I
dreamed of the time I was back at Ray's Cantina after my arrival from my
training and visiting the world. I sat
at the bar sipping some tea when all of a sudden something inside of me
snapped. I slammed my hands on the bar
counter and paid my bill as Ray turned around suddenly as I stormed out. I had only been back a few weeks and I was
constantly being scrutinized and ostracized even though I was now no longer
poor and made sure I had money so I could live at my parent's home without
having a guardian. "What's wrong with
you?" My Uncle Edgar was fixing to walk
in as I stormed out. "I want to
leave." My fur was on end and my ears
were pinned back against my head. I was
mad at the world and at the moment hated everyone and everything around
me. "You just arrived wanting to be back
in England and now you want to leave again?"
"I wanted to come back and be able to live on my own, and when I return,
I'm still ostracized and looked at as a pariah!" "Now see here! I will not have
you acting like an angry child! Do I need to dunk in a water trough?" I muttered something under my breath caused
my Uncle to take a step back as my Aunt approached and gasped deeply. "What did you say young man?" "I said I wish you had been there years ago
when my parents kicked me out on the streets and my father flogged me with a
whip! I don't need you now! I don't need anyone! I want to work and eventually take over my
father's business." I walked away from
as they stood there when my Uncle swiftly walked in front of me and blocked my
path. "Where will you? If you're not careful, you could easily end
up back in a workhouse or worse!" "I've
escaped from workhouses and orphanages before, and now that I'm older I might
be able to fight back with more than just my claws and teeth!" We were starting to cause a scene as we
continued our argument, but I did not care.
I was already considered a "Demon Fox" and a "Devilish beast." What other people thought of me did not
matter, not any more. "I'm going to work
on a ship as a cabin boy." My uncle let
out a small growl. "If you do that, you
will be cut off." "It won't be the first
time I have had to do without, and I doubt it will be the last." I woke
up sometime later to the sound of gulls outside my cabin as I climbed out of
bed slowly thinking about that argument and flicked my tail as I rubbed the
back of my head. For the first time in
what felt like ages, I was afraid and scared.
I was moving to a new land where I was picking up the pieces of my
broken life and realized I had very few friends here, and I had quite
acquaintances, but none would I trust my life with. Even with my experience and knowledge I was going
to be a fish out of water and knew I would need every bit of street sense to
survive. Granted I had money with me,
but with money comes trouble, and that was the one thing I wanted and
desperately needed to avoid until I could find more people loyal to me and
support me with my plans. I was going to
find a way back to England before my time in exile had come to an end. I had contacts from a network I had set-up
while in England, it was an underground communication network mostly comprised
of vagabonds and towns nobody dared ventured into. I knew New Britain was very segregated and in
some parts very racist especially when it came to canines and felines and even
to a deeper degree when red foxes and grey foxes didn't along and tigers and
panthers would argue amongst each other.
There was so much infighting among the species; it was hard to tell who
was with whom and who hated who. I was
fortunate to have allies on both sides, but the concern I had was, how soon it
would be before someone turned on me. I
flicked my tail as I proceeded to get dressed and met Mr. Thompson in the
gallery for breakfast and sat there in silence thinking back to my dream and
proceeded to think more about that time. I found
my dock somehow and looked for a decent looking ship that was in need of a
cabin boy. I was getting a lot of calls
from some of the local prostitutes because of my small stature. I might have been thirteen, but I had yet to
hit my growth spurt and it drove me mad.
"Does your mum know you're in these streets?" "Go home kit, before ye get your tail
broke!" "You've ever been with a lady
before?" I did my best to pay them no
mind when I reached a rather rough looking pub.
It was Xavier's and if you were from Central or West London, you stayed
away from there. Noble's stood out like
a sore thumb if they ventured inside and it was very common for some poor
noble's son to end up lying in a gutter the next day with a slit throat or
worse an East London necktie. It was a
very gruesome way to die, especially when you were hanging with a noose around
your neck dangling from a beam in the street, a bandit or thug would slit your
throat before you dropped, causing your blood to gush out over your shirt. In my days of living on the street, I had
witnessed a few take place, and I was smart enough to know not to rat. "Look et wut the hound dragged in! It's a wee lil noble!" Several patrons jeered
at me and believe me, if a lady or nobleman had walked in, they would have
pissed themselves right off the bat especially since I had picked a great day
to venture inside, payday at the docks.
It was where the foulest and meanest of the poor gathered once they
received their pay. I narrowed my eyes
and bared my teeth a little bit as I made my through the jeers and toward the
bar and sat down on an empty stool as I glanced at Xavier. "How old are ye lad?" He looked at me and didn't even bat an eye as
glared back, he was a big burly mastiff with fur missing from the top of his
head from age, but I had found shelter from orphan hunters here and worked for
him. "I'll be standing over
sixteen." "When will you be
sixteen?" "When you tell me of a ship's
captain looking for a cabin boy." He nodded to me and made his way toward the
back. I
flicked my tail as I looked at Mr. Thompson.
"I'm not disembarking when we land."
"I figured that lad." He sat his
cup of coffee down. "What's going
through your mind?" "Vengeance,
betrayal, fear, anger, and do I need to mention lust." He smirked for a second. "That is quite a surprise to hear that the
legendary hero Alexzander Monroe is feeling afraid. I didn't think he was afraid of
anything." I glared at him and flicked
my tail wildly seeing a few felines close by not knowing if they were friendly
toward canines or preferred to see canines in chains with whips across their
backs. Slavery in England had been
abolished years ago, but in New Britain and other parts of the world slavery
still existed in some form or another.
"I have every reason to be afraid, if you are a canine and you are
arriving in New Britain, then you should be scared, because you never know when
or if you will be kidnapped from your own home and thrown into slavery. "Every feline I come across is going to know
not to cross my path when we arrive."
"What if they do cross your path?"
I looked at him and snarled a bit.
"They better know how to climb a tree, unless they want to be put in a
box." He sighed and shook his head. "That's the attitude every canine has. Hate the felines, hate each other, and hate those
you don't trust. You really are a true
red fox, Alexzander Monroe especially with that attitude. No wonder you feel afraid, you're so full of
hate you're willing to hate everyone." "I
don't discriminate and I never did when I was England, we all bleed the same
color regardless of what species we are.
We all breathe the same air, and we might die at different times in our
lives, but we're still the same. We have
five limbs, two arms, two legs, and a tail.
I don't look at fur color..." He
cut me off, "but you listen to the hate from those who do and look what it's
done to you." I lowered my head and
gritted my teeth as I sat there in silence. "Damn, you are right." I looked up at him as he flicked his tail and
brushed at a fly around his ear. I looked
him right in the eyes and rubbed my chin.
"What the hell happened to me?" I
was half-thinking out loud and half way thinking to myself. "That's a great question." We went back to eating our breakfast in
silence. I
continued to sit there at the bar when I heard a very familiar voice. "Alexzander Monroe is 'at you?" I nearly jumped hearing the voice of Ms.
Rosetta. It had been years since I had
seen her. "Ms. Rosetta, it is me." I lowered my head to her, but I didn't stand
nor bow to her like I had in the past.
"I figured 'at might be you." She
was still the same as I remember from the last time I saw her, but she was
older now and her fur showed it with the grey marks that appeared in her
tail. She leaned down into my ear and
whispered softly. "I know a ship looking
for a cabin boy." My ears perked up as I
looked at her intently. "I'm listening,
I whispered back." "It's an older ship, it's not steamed powered like the newer
ones and it's a merchant ship too." "Why
has it not been decommissioned?" "The
Captain of it isn't real big on steam power especially with the newer ones
exploding at sea." I looked at her and
smiled weakly. "Where can I locate this
ship?" "It's close to where I work and
it departs in the morning, I'll give word to the Captain you're interested and
I have an open room for you too if you're interested." I nodded to her. "I'd like that." I hopped down off the barstool as Xavier
walked back in and smirked seeing me with Ms. Rosetta. "Take good care of the lad Rosetta, don't let
none of those wilted flowers get their paws on him and dirty him up." Several
of the patrons started laughing as I bared my teeth as a nearby patron said
something that really ruffled my fur.
"Take the lad home Rosetta, his parents would be thrilled to see him."
He laughed after saying that, I could he was drunk, but at that moment I didn't
care, I had been carrying a small dagger in my coat, one that I had hidden from
my Uncle and Aunt and if he wasn't careful, he was fixing to get hurt. "My mistake
Rosetta, I forgot his parents bit the street."
I snapped and kicked the leg of his chair as he leaned back and drew my
dagger out quickly slicing his face. He
immediately let out a loud cry of pain as he held his face; I had cut him
pretty deep. "You little runt, I'll make you pay for this!" I put the dagger to his throat, before he
could get up some of the other patrons didn't move, they were frozen in fear
seeing my response. Ms. Rosetta stood
there in shock as she only smiled weakly, "I knew he was a fox, even though he
looks small." "I don't hear you laughing now dog!" I was so furious I was shaking, some of the
other patrons didn't bother moving, they actually nodded to me, and I wanted to
finish him off, but something prevented from doing it though. I don't know if I couldn't kill him at that
time, or if the fact he had wet himself made me think twice, but I looked him
in the eye to a point I could see my reflection in them and wiped the blood off
on his shirt. "Leave the dog
alone!" I walked out of the pub
breathing heavily, I wanted to kill him, and I should have killed him. Ms. Rosetta put a paw on my
shoulder after I put my dagger up. "That
was quite a show Alexzander; shall we be on our way?" I only nodded to her as I walked with her to
a small inn near the docks. "Here we
are, the English Rose." I had been here
before, but only on the alley way side.
I was never allowed to enter from the front especially since the English
Rose was not only an inn, but also a brothel.
"Ms. Rosetta, I didn't know you were a madam." She let out a small chuckle. "I'm not the madam, I'm the owner. Ms. Harver is the madam." I had met Ms. Harver once while roaming the
streets, and I must say I had never met a more flamboyant and boyish female than
her and considering she was a tigress, I was even more impressed with her. "I run the inn and she runs the
brothel." I blushed deeply as we walked
in to the building. It was very nice
looking on the inside, with velvet and scarlet couches and carpeted poker
tables and pool tables in a galley area where several men and a few older boys
than me were sitting at the tables and standing around shooting pool. "Who is this handsome little fellow?" A fennec fox walked over seeing me and I was
blushing madly now when I saw her walk over wearing only a corset and bloomers
showing off her ample bosom. I had
peaked in a few powder room keyholes before, but not once did I ever see
anything like this before. When I was
younger, I would get a glimpse of ladies wearing bloomers and bustles, but
never a corset. Her fur was a dusty
orange with black and grey markings on her ears and tail. "Daisy, leave the poor kit alone, that's
probably the first time he's ever seen a vixen's breasts before!" Some of the older boys called out a few of
them were wearing red sashes with upside down spades and a few by the table had
red armbands with the same emblem. "Oh,
hush Johnny, I'm just trying to welcome him."
She bent over seductively in front of me and raised her tail as I caught
a large sniff of her scent and it nearly knocked me to the floor. "That's enough Daisy! The lad's not used to this much affection!" Ms.
Harver had walked in and she let out a small growl looking at Daisy bent
over. "I won't allow you act like a
floozy! You might be a lady of the
night, but at least be a lady about it and not flaunt your goods!" I felt
dizzy, but at the same time I felt myself become aroused even though it was
slightly. "I'll leave him be." She stood up and walked down the stairs
seductively as I stood there trying to collect my thoughts from getting a nose
full of her musk and it was very strong and I couldn't tell if she was in heat
or not. "Don't mind Daisy lad, she's
just upset that I won't put her on the market until her season passes." I nodded to her and smiled weakly as my head
started to clear. Ms. Harver was a large
tigress with bright black and orange stripes over her arms that traced down to
a dress that showed off her breasts that had tassels on her nipples, and the
last the thing I remember was falling to the floor. I sat
there and chuckle thinking about my first trip to a brothel and started to
laugh a bit as Mr. Thompson looked over as I was trying hard to keep from
laughing out loud. "What is so funny?" I motioned to the door to keep from laughing
out loud and causing a scene. He smiled
and nodded as we went outside and I led him away from female ears knowing how
he was. I started laughing hysterically.
"Hahahahah! I-I just remembered my f-first trip to a
brothel!" I continued to laugh as he
stood and quirked his brow a bit and let out a small chuckle too. "I was so shocked I fainted!" I couldn't believe I was laughing about
something that happened years ago. I
finally calmed down after about a minute or two of laughing to a point my eyes
was watering. "I was such a nervous
kit! I let two very immodest dressed
females intimidate me to a point I fainted.
It's funny now, but at that time I was scared to death of what the other
men and boys thought." "It could have
been worse, the first time I went to a brothel, I wet myself and I was
sixteen!" We both started laughing
hysterically as we walked away from the breakfast area and to a more secluded
area where we could sit down and talk between ourselves about our trips to
brothels. I knew I had one day left
after today until we reached shore, and Mr. Thompson told me that the ship was
going to be decommissioned once everyone departed the ship. I felt very happy at the moment that I had
ran into my old mentor and guardian and we continued to talk about our first time going to a brothel. When I
came to, I was in a room and had a vixen maybe younger than me walk in and stop
in the doorway blushing madly as the bed sheet had slipped down and exposed the
white fur on my chest and stomach. She
was very beautiful and her fur was a pinkish red with creamy white colored tips
on her ears and tail and a rose was in her hair resting behind her right ear
and around her tail was a yellow ribbon. She was wearing a very beautiful
yellow colored sundress with white lace and I knew she couldn't have been from
the slums. I smiled warmly to her as Ms.
Rosetta walked in behind her flicking her tail.
"Alexzander, I would like for you to meet Rose. She is staying here, until her mother returns
from her singing tour." "Are not worried
about what could happen to her?" Rose
stopped in her tracks wide eyed. "Ms.
Rosetta, you won't let any foxes near me will you?" "Hey, I'm a fox!" Ms. Rosetta looked from me to her and smirked. "You're not a fox, you're still a kit. Once you turn sixteen then you'll be a
fox." I let out a small growl pinning my
ears back. "Easy lad, I'm only
fooling." She smiled warmly to me, as Rose
smiled warmly to me. "How old are you?"
"I'm standing over sixteen."
"He's thirteen; he'll be fourteen in December." Ms. Harver walked in. "Ms. Rosetta, may I have a word?" I could hear the two talking and Ms. Rosetta
had a look of shock on her face, as they talked, but soon it became a smile as
they continued to talk. "Rose will you
please come here for a minute?" Ms.
Rosetta motioned for her to come over as they continued to talk and Rose's fur
stood up a bit hearing something, I tried to adjust my ears to where I could
what they were saying, but it was very hard to make out especially since the
walls must have been reinforced, but the words I could make out, didn't make
any sense. "Fellatio?" "Old enough." "Fan your tail." "Heat." Rose stood close by as I watched her tail
raise and lower some and it was something that caught my attention. I started to pick up on her musk as I felt
myself become aroused. I knew what being
in heat meant from my anatomy and biology lessons and reading about
procreation. I didn't know what was
going to happen though as I started to pant heavily as my privates started to
harden. Ms. Harver smiled warmly looking
at me as Ms. Rosetta glanced over smiling warmly and flicked her tail from side
to side while Rose only tilted her head to the side and sighed heavily as she
acted like she didn't know what was going on either. "Rose, come with me dear, let's leave Ms.
Rosetta and Alexzander for the moment and we'll come back later to check on
them." I didn't know what was fixing to
happen as I watched Ms. Rosetta walk in and close the door behind her while I
watched Rose and Ms. Harver walk away and down the staircase. "Don't be frightened lad; I'm not going to
hurt you." She smiled warmly to me as
she started to remove her dress and let it slide down to the floor. "I'm not about to take your chastity, I'm
just going to give you a show and teach you how to control yourself." I was blushing madly now as she removed her
corset exposing her breasts, and proceeded to remove her bloomers exposing her
feminine mound giving off a strong sweet scent while I soon felt a liquid leave
the tip of my shaft. She walked over and
pulled the sheets back leaving me fully exposed and placed a paw on my shoulder
trying to help me relax. "You're a
bright lad; you know what's going on don't you?" I nodded to her trying to calm down. "Relax, you're stressing yourself out, I know
you've never done anything like this before, but I would like for you to have
some experience before you leave, just so you can have your own story to
tell." I smiled warmly hearing her say
that and relaxed back against the pillows and took a deep breath as I felt her
paw trace down my stomach and grab my shaft.
She did this for a few minutes as she started to rub one of her breasts. "I'm going to put my mouth on your privates,
and while I do that, I would like for you to do the same to me. I will teach you how to please a
female." I smiled warmly hearing that
she was going to teach me pleasure. I
knew I was of age from waking up in the middle of the night fully aroused with
a large wet spot on my bed. It bothered
me that I had fainted earlier but my body had been overloaded from stress and
nerves, but now I felt very relaxed, and Ms. Rosetta was making me feel even
better. I let out a small gasp feeling her climb onto the bed and turned around
putting her glistening sex in front of my face as she continued to rub my
shaft. "Don't be afraid, use your tongue
and lick me from the front of my vagina to the back." I did as she said and was rewarded with a
sharp gasp from her as my mind went to my anatomy books and I stopped being
afraid and began attacking her clit roughly with my tongue. She began to buck her hips back against me as
she raised her tail to her back and held it there with her muscles. "Don't stop, and use your fingers too!" She half spoke and half gasped to me. I slid a finger into her depths soaking it
and curved it as she took my shaft in her mouth. I was in heaven as I attacked her clitoris
roughly with my tongue and moved it up and around as I slid another finger into
her slit and began to feel like I was going urinate as I curved my fingers and
I felt a small ridge of flesh in her depths close to her pubic bone and pressed
against it as I felt her moan sharply against my shaft. I continued my movements for
several minutes, I was holding back the urge to urinate as I tried to think
about something to take my mind off the urge and continued my motions and I
thought I was fixing to lose it when I felt her tongue rub over the tip of my
shaft and hit the opening of my urethra.
The urge became stronger as I felt my knot emerge from my sheath as she
gently grabbed it and started to rub not only it, but also the shaft above
it. The urge was growing stronger every
second, and I wanted to hurry up and please her so that I could use the
restroom, so I did what I felt would send her over the edge. I took my fingers and pressed them against
that ridge and began to pump faster and harder as I took her clitoris in my
mouth. My fingers, paw, and muzzle were
already coated and soaking wet from her fluids and sweet nectar. I continued to press my fingers against that
spot when I felt her muscles tighten around my fingers and let out a muffled
scream around my shaft as she took it my shaft into her mouth deeply and within
seconds I felt myself shoot, what I thought was urine but was actually my seed
into her mouth as I was rewarded with a spray and shower of feminine fluids
over my muzzle, finger, and paw feeling her muscles convulse and spasm. I never knew something could feel so good,
and after years of being told "You will never be able to please a vixen," I
proved my mother wrong. "I must say
Alexzander Monroe. You are the largest
male I have ever had in my mouth." We
were both panting heavily after our "oral" stimulation. "Thank you." I panted out and smiled warmly
thinking I was on top of the world.
After we had cleaned ourselves up, Ms. Harver walked in and examined us
both to make sure neither one of us had any scratches or lesions around our
private area. The rest of the night I
was taught how to give massages and focus on nipple stimulation by Ms. Harver
and some of the men and boys told me how to refrain from orgasm by focusing on
other matters and to keep from becoming aroused I was taught how to flex my
tail muscles and other muscles to decrease the blood flow. "I might as well have been blitzed
the next day. I was so worn out and
tired, I could hardly carry my bags onto the ship." Mr. Thompson smiled warmly hearing my
story. "Sounds like you really enjoyed
yourself and I'm well aware that after several years, you and Rose became quite
a pair." My smile and laughter
immediately faded away. "That is a very hard
subject for you is it not?" I could only
nod to him as I flicked my tail weakly and looked over the rail of the
ship. There is no easy way to talk about
the hardships I faced upon my return. I
might have returned with a bit more control and understanding of the world and
I even felt I had found my purpose, but for the moment, my mind rested on
something more than purpose and that was loss...