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The fox tried to open his eyes but he was blind folded. He didn't know where he was. All he knew was that he was strapped into something. He could only feel the leather straps on his legs and arms. His back was laying on something like cloth. He could feel it against his naked fur. Was was naked as far as he could tell. There wasn't even the slightest breeze. He tried to move, but was unable. He could feel leather straps on his chest and abdomen. He was loosely fitted onto whatever this was. He was in the air, he couldn't tell how far off the ground he was. His heart began to beat faster. His head felt fuzzy, he couldn't remember how he had gotten here. He could barely think. His own name even escaped him.

"H-Hello?" he choked out. His voice was hoarse. His mouth was dry. He heard a sound from the other side of the room.

A deep almost soothing voice come from the dark, "Oh good, you are finally up."

"Who are you?"

"I think the better question would be 'why am I here?' Don't you think?" the man said.

The fox struggled, but couldn't shake himself free, "Why are you doing this?"

"Please, be patient, all will be reveled soon."

The fox was scared, "Please, let me go."

"I suggest you be quiet if you want that blindfold off."

The fox wanted to scream, but held back, he didn't like the thought of being blind for whatever was going to happen. He heard the other's footsteps come closer. Soon large furred hands rested on his chest. They stroked him affectionately.

The man then said, "Do you want the blindfold off?"

The fox nodded. The large paw caressed it's way up the fox's body until it reaches the back of his head. Slowly, he untied it and threw it off the fox. Though the room wasn't well lit, his eyes still needed to adjust to his surroundings. Soon, the form of a nude bull standing at his side became clear. The fox looked around. They were in some sort of dungeon. He was strapped into one of those sex slings. The bull was grimacing down at him, his arms crossed, his erection pointing straight up, towards the fox's muzzle.

"What is this?!" the fox yelled.

"Remember what I said about talking?" The bull said, circling around him, standing between the foxes legs. "Don't make me get the gag." The bull soon gripped the fox's sheath, playing with it

The fox tried to hold back a moan as the tip of his member began peaking out of it's furry shelter. The bull smirked, "That's it, get hard for me." The fox struggled some more, but was unable to make any progress. The bull reached over, tightening the restraints on his torso, "You should relax. Make this easier on yourself." the bull laughed.

"Fuck you!" yelled the fox.

The bull stood up, "You really shouldn't have done that, foxy. He walked behind the fox, there was a sound of drawers then a slam. The fox tried to see what was happening. A moment later, his mouth was forced open and something was shoved into his muzzle. He fought with all of his strength, but the bull won. The gag in his mouth was locked into place. He called out, but only a pitiful moan escaped him.

"There, much better. I have another surprise for you." The bull said, walking back between the fox's legs, this time pressing his large erection into the fox's balls. He began again, groping and stroking the helpless fox to erection. When the fox was at full hardness the bull lowered his head, planting a small kiss onto the fox's length. He licked his lips then engulfed the tapered cock to the knot. The fox moaned, the sensation of the warm wet mouth causing him to thrust up into the bull's mouth. The bull pulled off. "Mmmm.. You are delicious." He reached down to a small bench out of the fox's sight, grabbing a syringe. He brought it up to the red cock in front of him. The fox felt the pin prick at the base of his knot. His eyes began to tear up.

"I little something to make this last longer." the bull said, injecting the fox with an unknown liquid. When he was finished, he put the needle down, picking up another tool to use on his prey. The bull held up a tube, attached to what looked like a kind of fleshlight. He grinned, applying a good amount of lube to the interior of the machine, then the fox's cock. The sensation on his member made his watery eyes roll back. The drug injected into him made the bull's hand feel like nothing he had ever felt before. Before he had time to think about it, an even stronger feeling filled his body. It felt better than an orgasm. He couldn't help but thrust up into tube. It was painfully sensitive. He threw his head back, letting out a moan. He felt on the urge of cumming, but nothing more happened. He looked down at the tube, that the bull was now locking into place on his groin. The drug made everything fell heavenly, but seemed to have the added effect to stop him from achieving orgasm.

The bull smirked, "I think you get it now. The drug I put into your system adds an immense amount of pleasure, but it has the nasty side effect of causing the user to be completely unable to cum." He took the bottle of lube, giving his own cock a healthy coating, "Don't worry, it lasts a good hour." With that he slowly inserted his large cock into the fox's tail hole. The fox groaned, throwing his head back. His body convulsed with every inch of the thick bull meat taken into him. He was panting hard.

Once he felt the bull's body against his own, the bull gave him time to adjust. The bull huffed, "You're a tight one. Usually foxes are a bit looser than this." The fox looked at the machine strapped to his crotch.

"Don't think I had forgotten about this." the bull said, flipping a switch at the top of the contraption. The milking machine burst to life, slowing riding up and down his length. It was too much for him. If he could have, he'd have filled that container with his seed. But he was stuck on that line at that point of no return. He was drowning in an ocean of agonizing pleasure. It was at this time that the bull pulled back, thrusting slowly into this twitching partner. The world spun around the fox. It was a daze of sucking and pulling, thrusting and grunting. The bull pounded him harder and harder.

The fox was beyond thinking. His desperation to cum only fueling his body to act on it's own, animalistic nature. The bull groaned, "Get ready for it, foxy." he pushed as deep as possible into the fox, his cock throbbing hard inside him as it spurted ropes of his seed into his hole. The warmth spread throughout the fox's body. He screamed out, his cock feeling like it was going to explode. The feeling persisted even after the panting bull pulled out of him.

Spent, the bull walked over to the fox's head, undoing the straps on his gag. His mouth was free, though he couldn't speak if had tried. The musk of a used cock filled his senses as his muzzle was filled with bull meat. He sucked on it, his sex-crazed mind could think of nothing else. The bull moaned as he stroked the fox's face, "Good boy. Just like that."

The rod in his mouth began to harden again. The bull began stroking what cock couldn't fit in the fox's mouth, "Maybe it's time I fed you." He chuckled, humping softly into the fox's mouth. Soon, the bull's breath became haggard, his thrusting more desperate.

"Mmm.. Just like that. You're gonna make me cum.." the bull moaned, holding the fox's snout right against his furred groin. With a grunt, he began shooting thick shots of musky bull sperm right down the fox's throat. The fox swallowed every drop as the bull pulled out with just enough time to spurt one more rope of white goo on the fox's face.

The bull sighed, "That's enough for me for now." He walked to the other side of the room, leaving the fox hooked up to the milking machine, "I'll be back in.." He looked at a clock on the wall behind the fox, "Fifteen minutes to see if the drug has worn off. Have fun." He laughed, then made his way out of a door."

The fox was alone now, with the only sound coming from his own moans and the whirring of the masturbator he was thrusting into with all his might. He couldn't stand it. It was more than he could take, but he could do nothing but endure it. Fifteen agonizing minutes later he felt a pressure in his balls. His whole body went rigid. He screamed out as loud as he could as he finally crossed that line. The world around him ceased to exist as his cock shot heavy ropes of cum into the milking machine. He lost count of how many thick streams of white he saw shooting out of the tip of his member and into the tube. Now, overstimulated and oversexed, the machine continued. He thrashed in the sling, unable to get the milker off of him.

His eyes widened as he looked to the door in horror. The bull wasn't back yet. There was no one there to stop this thing. He yelled, "Help! Please!" but there was nothing. The churning in his loins returned, getting him ready for another orgasm. "No.. Please.. come back.." He laid back, closing his eyes tight as tears began to roll down his face. The fuzziness in his head began to fade.

His body suddenly went completely numb. The sound of the machine was instantly replaced with the sound of footsteps. There were two voices.

"Wait, which electrode goes first?" was a young male's voice. It sounded vaguely familiar.

"The red one, yeah you got it right. Did you stop the program first?" A woman's voice. He knew this voice. It was coming back to him.

He was suddenly in a red room. There were wires everywhere. The young man he heard was an orange cat. The fox was suddenly aware of the mechanisms attached to his lower parts. The young cat was taking them off of him.

"Where am I.." the fox said.

"Oh, Mr. Booker, you're back."

"Who..?" He said, groggily.

"I think I overdid it with the amnesiacs.." He looked to a rabbit women who looked much older.

"You might have. Theodore, welcome back." She said, looking at the fox. "How was your fantasy?"

Theodore tried to move, but he was paralyzed.

"Your memory will return in a moment. If not, than in an hour or so. Don't worry, it's not permanent." The woman said.

The young man took hold of Theodore, dragging him over to a table. As he was laid down the young cat said, "You looked like you were really enjoying yourself, hehe."

"Darren, you aren't supposed to talk about client's experiences. That's confidential." The rabbit said.

Theodore's mind began to clear. He remembered now. He was at Ruby's Fantasy Emporium. One of the Fantasy Houses in the Pleasure District of.. He couldn't remember the rest. It was slowly coming to him.

"Alright, we are going to test your reflexes, to make sure you got out alright." the cat said, "Try to move now."

Theo raised his arm. It was difficult, but not impossible. He remembered asking a doctor about living out a fantasy he had always had. The amnesiacs were to make it more real. It was the first time he had his mind wiped before one of these.

The young cat grinned, "Score! Alright, half way there." He continued to test Theodore's body, mostly making sure his muscles were still working. He had done it a few times. They were all coming back to him. After the first time, he was hooked. The best 10,000 credits he ever spent. He looked down to see he was painfully erect.

The cat looked at the erection, "This poor little guy." He then poked it. It felt like he remembered it would feel like, "did you feel anything?"

The fox nodded, "Felt like normal."

"Alright good. Any soreness?"

Theodore mentally checked his entire body, "My uh, hole and my penis."

The cat nodded, "Yeah, that makes sense. You were getting quite the workout."

Theodore was led into a shower room where he cleaned himself off. He tried to wank in the shower, but felt too sore. He dressed back in his suit after then made his way through the bright halls of the Fantasy House. There were a number of businessmen getting ushered around. He could tell who was new to it by the guilty looks on some of their faces.

He paid his bill at the front lobby room. A young skunk woman behind the counter smiled and said, "Thank you, see you again, Mr. Booker."

Theodore nodded, "Next chance I get." He made his way outside to the city. Rain falling gently over the Pleasure District. The bright electronic lights of the buildings around him advertizing the most real and discreet sexual experience, the one at Ruby's simple read, "Suit Your Fantasy". He knew who was the best. No one did it like Ruby's.