Brother (Chapter 3: Reasons for Murder)
Brother: Chapter 3 Reasons for Murder
Warning, this story contains rape, teenage sexual activity,foul language, violence, and tobacco use. Read at your own risk.
Cadence Mikaela had been sitting outside the back door of East Bull for nearly half an hour. She was trying to sober up, but the pesky wine cooler in her paw kept slowing the process down. She probably could have made her way home in her condition, but she wasn't the most graceful drinker and really didn't want to risk walking into someone else's house.
Her attention had been caught by the Civic coming to a screeching halt a few buildings down. Being the curious feline that she was, she laid back against the steps, trying to keep herself hidden from view. Luckily, for her, she was far enough away to just seem like a shadow.Â
Jayce had gone down the alley, but he was gone a long time. After ten minutes passed and nothing happened, Cadence became even more curious. With the bottle still in her paw, she stood up. The girl had to fight back a groan as her long, lanky body stretched itself out. Bony fingers held on to the rusty metal railing of the steps as the girl waited for the world to stop spinning. She gave a shake of her head, jostling her curly auburn hair behind her shoulders and then padded down the steps slowly.Â
The oriental longhair wasn't as drunk as she thought she was. "Ah." She sighed and rolled her shoulders around while picking up her pace. She reached the beat-up old car that stood at the mouth of the alley and leaned down to peek into the driver's side window. Her face twisted in a grimace. Old coffee cups littered the seats. The ash-tray was overflowing and the back seat was nowhere to be found beneath the fast-food bags and soda bottles. "What a fuckin' slob," she whispered under her breath, standing away from the window.Â
Cadence sighed, finding this event to be a bit of a letdown. She took a swig of her drink and started to walk back to the bar. She hadn't even made it more than a yard away from the hood of the car when the bottle in her paw shattered and she felt her t-shirt ripple from the force of a bullet missing her tits by just a few centimeters.   She whirled around to see Jayce holding Leeanne draped over his shoulders. One arm held her in place, the other positioned his gun at the nosy cat. He didn't waste any time. The sound of his gunfire would have alerted anyone in any of the surrounding buildings that something was awry.Â
The fox fired again, but Cadence was already running away and he missed. "FUCK!" he shouted, rushing to his car, threw open the passenger side door and tessed his captured kit-fox into the seat, crushing the Frappa cup she had just given him no more than a few hours earlier. He dashed around to his own seat, turned the car on and squealed away. Things were not getting off to a good start.
Jhona had been waiting impatiently in the coffee shop for Jayce to return with James. He was pacing the empty shop, the wooden floor creaking uncomfortably beneath his feet. He had reached the point beyond anxious. There was no sign of his brother, and his wife should have been home as well. When he heard the gunshots, a feeling of horror rushed over him.Â
The scoop on the door clattered as the big fox flew from the portal to his coffee shop, turned, and slammed into a white-furred cat. Cadence bounced off of his chest and landed right on her ass. She still had the neck of her bottle in her hand.  Jhona growled and leaned down to grab her by the wrist and jerk her up, "What the hell was that noise?" he asked, sounding incredibly impatient.Â
Cadence, once back on her feet, jerked her arm away. She noticed the glass in her hand and threw it into the street. Out of breath already, she panted, "Some fuck..drove off with some unconscious girl. Shot at me," but the big fox was gone the moment the words ‘unconscious girl' left her mouth.
Jhona reached the alley in seconds and bounded down to the end. He looked around frantically, but his vision was tunneling. "LEEANNE!" he shouted. There was no response. "Shit!" He ran back down the alley and up the street to his shop. He threw open the door, but this time when he heard the scoop clatter, he turned and gave it a yank, snapping the hemp that held it on there. It clattered one last time as it skidded across the floor. He ran to the side room and pushed into the kitchen. "phone..phone..where's my...what the fuck?!" He had rushed up to the coat rack to check his jacket pocket, when he saw the white cat sitting on one of the counters in his kitchen. "What the hell are you doing in here?!" he shouted, forgetting the phone for a second.Â
"Hiding man..shit.." Cadence mumbled, bringing a coffee cup up to her lips. Jhona opened his mouth, about to complain about her presence and theft of his coffee further, but she interrupted him, "Phone.." And slid his cell phone across the counter. She had nearly been sitting on it. Jhona growled and shot her a glare, but he walked over and grabbed the phone. He dialed his wife's number. It rang. It rang. Voicemail. He tried again. Voicemail again. "Shit! It was a fucking Civic wasn't it?" he said, tossing Cadence his phone.Â
The redhead caught the phone and looked at it curiously. She tossed it back, "Yeah."
"FUCK!"Â The fox threw his phone at the floor, shattering it.Â
Back at Grey's house, the two teenagers were sleeping and looking fairly peaceful. It ended, though, with a boot to the boy's ribs, "Wake the fuck up." Grey growled, stepping around to give another kick to his daughter. They both yelped and picked their heads up, paws coming to cradle their new bruises. The grey wolf kneeled down.
"James, meet Erica. You two will get along just great, I'm sure." He said, laughing. His big paw grabbed Erica by the hair and yanked her up. She scrambled to meet the pull of her scalp. "Boy, up. Follow me." He commanded and walked down his hallway, leading the girl by her hair like it was a leash. She followed obediently, head bent forward.Â
The young fox grunted and groaned, forcing himself to stand up from the carpet. He had to use the couch for support. His eyes searched the room for a clock. It was barely midnight. His paw rubbed at his ribs and he walked across the oriental rug and then onto the wooden floor. It was much more solid than the floors in his big brother's shop.Â
Erica's room was a frightening sight. It was a spoiled princess' dream. There were giant stuffed animals, dolls, toys, and pink everywhere. There were a few blood stains on the teddy bears, the sheets and the floor, but save for that it was a pristine set. It was then that he realized the girl's room WAS a set. Cameras were mounted to the ceiling on runners and he could see empty tripods leaning against the wall in her sliding-mirror-door closet. His stomach turned.
Grey threw Erica onto the bed and she just rolled over onto her side and faced away. Her father grabbed her by the tail and pulled so that her ass would slide towards the edge of the bed. James could see her slit peeking from between her furry thighs and he stared. He had never seen a pussy before he had met her and this was the first time he'd actually paid attention to the sight of her sex.Â
The old man noticed the fox's curiosity and grinned. He reached down, ever so casually, and started rubbing his fingers over her cunt. She didn't even react. "You like what you see, boy?" he asked, curling two of his big fingers and forcing them up into his daughter's body. She gave a little moan and cringed. She hated being touched like that. He pumped his fingers in and out a few times before pulling them all the way out and walked over to James. Opening his hand, he shoved his fingers under the fox's nose, "Smells good doesn't it?" He asked, sliding them down to James' lips and forcing them in, "Tastes pretty good too doesn't she?"
James just nodded and closed his eyes. This earned a roaring laugh from Gray. The big wolf grabbed the little fox by the throat and threw him down to the floor on the side of the bed, "Well then I'll bet you want some more, don't you?" he asked, bending down, grabbing the boy by the back of the head and forcing his face to come just inches from Erica's crotch, "Smell, it fuck head!" he shouted, using his free hand to pull his zipper down and free his new erection. He wasted no time in guiding his cock between his daughter's thighs and into her young slit.Â
Erica arched her back and whimpered. She bit into her bottom lip and grabbed the sheets beneath her, "Ahn! Dad!" she yelped, bending her knees in towards her chest as she felt her father's cock sliding in and out of her body, forcing her inner muscles to part and stretch her out once again. The mutt girl opened her eyes and looked down to see Gray's other hand holding James' head in place. She began to sob again, turning her face into the bed and biting down into the pink bed sheets.Â
Grey just laughed, though it was interrupted by a few moans. His hip thrusts started getting a little ragged. Quickly he pulled out of Erica's abused cunny and turned his hips just a little to force his cock past James' lips and with the same jab, pushing into his throat. James gagged and would have vomited had the wolf's throbbing meat not been there to block it. But the moment ended quickly and Grey released his head. James fell to the ground, coughing and gasping.Â
The wolf was gasping and grunting as well, his cum already spurting a little as he directed the head of his cock at Erica's tail-hole. Lubricated by James' mucous and his rapidly escaping cum, he forced his meat past the tight ring of her sphincter. His daughter screamed at the burning feeling of her anus being filled with her father's hard cock and hot cum. Grey only managed to sink himself balls deep before he lost control and simply twitched and shuttered.Â
Erica felt each and every spasm of the cock deep in her backside. It wasn't a new feeling, but it never felt any better. It always hurt and it always burned, but her father never came anywhere else, so at least she knew to expect it. James stared up from the floor in disbelief. This man was sick!Â
As soon as Grey had finished his business, he slid back and let his cock slip out and stick straight out from his crotch. He wiped the cum and other bodily fluids off on her ass cheek and then walked towards the door. Before he walked out, he flicked a switch by the door and little red lights on all the cameras turned on, "When that comes out, I want you to lick it all up, James. I'll know if you didn't. I'm going to bed." And with that said, he closed the door and locked it from the outside.
Jayce drove as fast as he could down the highway. Jhona surely knew it was him. A witness had escaped and probably blabbed already. He couldn't go home. He drove and drove, constantly looking in his rear-view mirror. No familiar cars chased him. He laughed in triumph as he saw the big green sign that said, "Welcome to Millville."
The Night's Stay was the first motel he came across and he pulled in. His tires caused the stones beneath them to pop as he parked his car out of sight. He locked the door to his car and ran to the night-counter to rent a room.  There was a big fat rat woman sitting behind the glass. The room was small, yet still she puffed on a long, thin cigarette. Jayce ordered a single room from her and she slid the key out in the drawer. A cloud of smoke followed it as it opened up on his side. The fox sniffed and smirked. That wasn't tobacco she was smoking in there.Â
He ran back to his car and drove it around the building to look for room 125. Luckily for him, there was a spot open right in front of the door. He got out and went to open the room's door. It smelled terrible. He was instantly reminded of the smell that filled the kitchen whenever his mother cleaned out the refrigerator. It was disgusting. He shook his head and flicked on the lights. It looked worse than it smelled. The sheets on the bed had cigarette burns.  The T.V. was kicked in. There weren't even drawers in the dresser and he really didn't want to think about what was staining the carpet.Â
Jayce turned away from the room and went to his car to fetch his prize. She was still out cold. He opened up the passenger side door and she tumbled out into his arms, "I gotcha." He whispered as he picked her up and then kicks the door closed. Once inside the room he tosses her on the dirty bed and locks up the room, making sure every lock is secured.Â
His sister-in-law had sprawled out on the bed, her face buried in the sheets. Finally, that tiny little creature was his. He began rubbing his crotch, grabbing at the growing bulge within his pants.   He couldn't take it any longer. The bed creaked as he crawled up on the mattress. He reached for the arm of her jacket and gave a tug, pulling it back until the kit-fox's arm flopped out. He then took the other arm and slid the jacket off of her.
Leeanna looked so innocent, passed out on the filthy sheets. Her tiny little ass fit perfectly in her tight jeans that flared out around her ankles. Jayce threw the jacket aside and slid his paw up over the hill of her bottom. He gave it a squeeze and felt his cock swell to full attention. He grunted and left her alone for the moment in order to squirm out of his own jeans. As soon as he slid his pants down, his cock sprung out of the hole in his boxers, pointing like a divining rod at the unconscious girl. He began to stroke it with his paw, eyeing Leeanna for a few more seconds.
Jayce leaned over and reached around the kit fox's waist to find the button of her jeans. She was laying on her stomach, so it was a bit of a struggle, but he did get it open and with a little more fighting, he had her jeans off and in a pile on the floor. Her beautiful, round ass stared him in the face, covered only by a cute pair of cotton panties. He took his finger and hooked the crotch of her underwear and slid it aside.Â
The smell of the girl's sex hit him instantly and he let out a loud groan. The fox reached his other paw down and began to rub his fingers over her slit. She was dry. No matter. His fingers retreated, for a moment, to slip between his lips. He wet them with plenty of his own saliva and then began to rub his spit over her cunt. Two fingertips pushed past the lips and he felt her tight entrance. He pushed again and they went in.Â
Jayce met resistance at first, so he slid his fingers  out again, just a little before pushing back in. He worked his fingers back and forth, back and forth, managing to get a little deeper each time until he had bottomed out in his sleeping sister-in-law. He marveled at the feel of her soft walls as he rubbed his fingertips over them. He admired each muscle that resisted him, each part of her that squeezed his two fingers.
Slick digits slid out from between Leeanne's lips and he slid them immediately up to just beneath her tail. He paused, licked his lips, and while holding his breath, pushed his middle finger past her sphincter and into her tailhole. This earned a little groan from the girl, but she still didn't stir. Jayce's eyes were alight with joy as he explored her asshole with his middle finger, slicked with her own juices.Â
The fox couldn't wait any longer. He kept his finger in her asshole, but used his free arm to pull her hips up into the air so she was on her knees; her face was still in the mattress. He then used his hand to aim the head of his cock at her twat. With a shudder of enjoyment, he slowly sank his throbbing manhood into her body. He closed his eyes and rolled his head back. He thought he was in heaven. Her tight little pussy clenched his cock like a warm glove. He went balls deep in the same motion and paused, savoring the feeling. "No wonder my brother married you." He said with a grunt.
Jayce curled his finger, stretching her tailhole out a little before sliding it back to make room for his pointer finger. Together, he slid them back in, "Mhh, I think tomorrow I'll be cumming back here." The cocky fox said with a chuckle and then popped both fingers out. Once he had two hands, he grabbed a hold of her hips and slowly slid himself out of her cunt. Just the head remained before he pushed it back in, slowly still. He began a rhythm, picking up speed gradually. In and out, in and out.Â
Jayce leaned over, wrapping his arms around Leeanna's waist and put his nose in her hair. He took in her scent again. It was hypnotic.  One paw abandoned her lower half in favor of grabbing her breast through her tanktop. He squeezed hard and twisted. She was too out to feel it. Jayce kneaded at the small mound of flesh at her chest as he pounded into her. His thrusting grew so forceful that her legs slid out from under her and she fell to lay flat once again.Â
Jayce followed her down, pulling her knees together between his own knees as he pounded into her. This created an extra tightness and it wasn't more than three or four more good strokes before he jerked his hips forward one final time and shot wad after wad of his pent-up-frustration into his dear sister-in-law. He jerked with a lack of coordination, causing more of his seed to pump into Leeanna's unconscious body and once he was spent, he flopped down on top of her. He was panting heavily and struggling to get his breath back.Â
The fox layed on top of his victim for a good five minutes before his cock shrank down and flopped out of her now messy cunt. His cum oozed out of her and soaked into the sheets. Jayce sighed happily and finally pushed up and off of the kit fox to eye his handy work. The sight of her pussy, leaking his own cum made him laugh triumphantly. He reached down to scoop his cum up from her hole and leaned over to grab her hair with his other hand. He jerked Leeanna's head to the side so he could see her face and then rubbed the cum over her lips and her nose, "Stuck-up bitch." He mumbled.
Jayce shoved his limp cock back into his boxers and went back out to his car. He popped the trunk and fetched his set of jumper cables. The trunk lid fell with a thunk and he then went back into the room. He was sure she'd wake up eventually. He ripped apart the chords so he had two separate tethers and then went to work on tying her paws together behind her back and then secured her ankles. It wasn't the best method, but it would work on the puny little creature. He just needed one more thing.
 He took one of the pillows off the bed and shook the pillowcase off. With his best amount of effort, he tore at the seam and once he had it open, ripped a shred of the fabric off. This he used as a gag, tying it behind her head, "There." He hoisted the spoiled girl off the bed and placed her on the ground, "You'll be sleeping here." He told her, "Try not to wake me when you wake up."
Jhona ran to the coat rack to get his keys and wallet from his jacket. As soon as he looked back up, Cadence was gone. He snarled angrily and ran out the front door of his shop. He stopped only to lock it up and then ran around back to hip in his Jeep Wrangler. His foot hit the gas and he squeeled down the back alley. He whipped around the side alley where his wife had been abducted and then drove into the street, cutting off a Caravan in his path.Â
"GOD DAMMIT JAYCE!" he screamed, slamming his paw onto the steering wheel. "Oooh I'm gonna fuckin' kill him! He's fuckin D-"
"Me too." Cadence announced as she climbed from his back seat and plopped into the passenger seat. She had Jhona's own Browning High-Power in her paws.  Jhona shouted, caught off guard by the unexpected stowaway, "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" he screamed at her, "Put that down!" He put on the breaks and halted at the curb, "Get out!"
The scrawny girl simply pointed the automatic pistol at the fox's face, "That fucker shot at me! Lemmie have a shot at him!" she said with a whining voice that betrayed the serious expression she was trying to put on while pointing a gun at the big man's head.
Jhona certainly wasn't going to argue with a girl pointing a gun at his head. Especially not that crazy chick who was clutching a loaded automatic weapon that could just as easily go off on accident as it could on purpose, "Fuck.." he mumbled under his breath and drove on. He didn't even know where Jayce would go. Probably Grey's house.
Cadence giggled excitedly and rested the gun in her lap, putting both paws on it, "YAY! Thankyou!" she shouted.
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Sorry this took so long,