Just Desserts
Standing outside a rundown apartment building the red fox pulled his phone out of his jacket, opened an app and made sure he was at the right address. Even though it was winter he was kinda sweaty already. Normally he would have taken a cab or the bus to his client's house, but he had to waste the last of his money the night before due to missing his last bus home. His client would most likely be nervously waiting already. He chuckled as he hit the contact button and began typing
Go put your key under the doormat, than go inside, strip and put on a blindfold, I'll be there soon.
Hitting send he walked into the lobby and made his way up to the second floor. The first impression the building's outside had given continued on the inside. The elevator was busted, and by the looks of it for a while and the staircase looked and more importantly sounded like it could collapse at any second.
Finding his client's apartment turned out harder than he had originally anticipated. Half the doors didn't have any numbers on it, the other halt only had the floor number left on them. This left Alex only with one option, checking every door mat and hoping that nobody else on this floor kept a backup key hidden there. Finally, after checking the sixth doormat he found a key. He took a look at the door again, but other than the silver number 2 there was nothing there, only a bit of sticky residue from the number previously stuck to the door, but he wasn't sure whether that was a six or an eight.
He signed, already this day looked like it would be just as rotten as the previous night. Not that he minded letting his client stew a bit, that he usually did anyways. Reaching for his phone again he decided to go over what he was here to do again.
The client had signed up for a bdsm session, with an emphasis on the S&M part. Alex smirked, finally a way to let off a bit of steam, he could certainly use that after the night he had.
Alex slowly inserted the key into the lock, hoping whoever his client was had good enough ears to pick up the sound of his impending doom. He opened the door and stepped inside without saying a word, kicking the door shut and enjoying the view of the kneeling bull in front of him flinching due to the sudden loud noise. Alex started walking around the bull, looking at the naked fur kneeling before him as well as at the room. The bull was young, mid-twenties Alex guessed, he had a nice brown coat with some white blotches on his chest. His groin was still covered by a pair of green boxer briefs, which were a nice contrast to his fur. They also did an incredible job at making Alex focus on the bull's bulge, especially the small, slowly growing wet spot in front of them.
What caught Alex's attention though were the items his client had put out on the table next to him, a paddle, a cane and handcuffs, and not cheap ones either, those were real heavy-duty cuffs. Alex picked them up with a whistle, "Nice hardware, where did you get those?"
"T-they are from work S-Sir!"
The fox's ears twitched, that voice sounded awfully familiar, though he couldn't quite place it. He took off his backpack, letting it fall to the floor loudly. His clothes quickly landed next to it on the floor and not even two minutes later Alex stood in his client's apartment covered in leather. A shiny harness was strapped around his chest, drawing the eyes of anyone looking at him slightly away from his small belly. The same shiny leather was used for the jock, covering Alex's groin. His bulge wasn't quite as big as the bulls, but not small by any means. Last came the leather gloves, once on his hands he squeezed them a few times, enjoying the sound of the leather and the effect it had on his client.
The bull obviously couldn't see Alex change, but his ears had done a good enough job at relaying what the fox had been doing, while his nose had picked up on the leather scent that slowly began to spread in the small apartment. Even without the visual Alex could see it had the desired effect, inside the bulls briefs his cock had began to harden, slowly throbbing and growing, the tip already poking out the top.
A smile spread over his face, this was going to be a fun appointment. He quickly secured the bulls arms behind his back with the cuffs before walking around a bit around the bull, who tried to follow the foxes movements, even while blind.
"Now tell me why I'm here today."
"I-I need punishment Sir!"
"I'll be the judge of that! Why do you think you need to be punished?"
"I've been abusing my position on my job, Sir. I've used it to make me feel better when I was having a crappy day."
Alex picked up the cane, swinging it around to get a feel for it and causing the bull to whimper every time he heard it cutting the air. Alex had no intention of using it, at least not to hit the bull with. He simply used it to prod the bull a bit as he continued to walk around his intimidated client, interrogating him.
"When was the last time that happened?"
"Yesterday Sir."
"What did you do?"
"I dragged some guy to the station, where I let him sweat for one or two hours before kicking him out."
Finally Alex remembered the voice. This was going to be more fun than he had hoped for, that much he was certain about.
"Station? You with the police calf?"
"Yes Sir."
"Yes, that certainly requires ... some behavioral correction. How many do you think seem fair calf?"
"With the cane Sir? Ten?"
"I think I'll use the paddle, to warm you up, so that's 25 for messing with some poor guy, Alex bent down, gripped the briefs and ripped them from the bull's groin, letting the tatters fall to the floor, "and another 25 for trying to get off easy. Go, bend over the couch!"
Alex smirked as he watched the bull inching his way the few feet over to his couch, desperately trying not to trip and fall. The fox could literally smell the fear, mixed with excitement coming of his client. He could also see the effect the promise of a nice hard spanking had on the bull, there were several small drops forming a line from where he had knelt to the couch.
"Now tell me what you did. Slowly."
"Yes Sir."
SMACK The first hit landed right in the center of the bull's ample behind. Alex had decided to skip the light taps he'd normally use to warm people up, this bull would get a proper punishment.
"AH! ... I had a lousy day, and then I saw that fox sitting on a bench near the bus stop," SMACK "he was smiling and looked happy, which kinda pissed me off."
SMACK SMACK SMACK
Each time the paddle made contact the bull grunted, trying hard not to show the discomfort he was in already. That of course didn't matter to Alex, he had learned to read body language, and the bull's body readily told what the bull's pride was trying to hide.
Alex listened to the bull whining about his day, how hard it had been on him when the guy he wanted to meet during his lunch break didn't show up and how he had to spend the whole afternoon with blue balls. Alex made sure to keep the paddle going at a steady pace, hitting harder whenever the bull complained about something.
"Then I saw this fox at the bus stop, he was smiling and in such a good mood it just pissed me off. So I dragged him in, telling him he matched the description of a drug dealer someone had reported around there." SMACK
"Did he?"
Alex almost felt bad for the bull. The sobbing sweating mess before him on his knees could barely keep himself from crying. Not that the blindfold wasn't wet already.
"There was no drug dealer Sir, I just needed an excuse."
"Bad calf! Let's double up, shall we."
Alex swung the paddle again, as hard as he could this time, watching how the force he had put into the swing ripple through the bull's body. From his ass, where it made the initial contact he could watch the force slowly spread over the bull's back, until it reached his neck and then left the bull's body in a sound somewhere between a grunt and a scream.
"Please don't! I-I'm not sure I can take that many."
"If you complain again, even once, I'll switch over to the cane."
The bull fell silent immediately, getting another 50 hits was bad enough, but the cane would make the whole thing unbearable. Quietly pulling out his phone and setting it to record he addressed the bull again.
"Continue!"
The bull went on about how he brought the fox in, put him in an interrogation room and left him sitting there for an hour. Alex meanwhile was was starting to sweat himself. Nothing like the bull though, each slap to the bulls ass adding a bit more, as he fought to retell the story without so much as a breather.
"That is all? You let him sit in that room for an hour?"
"No Sir, I ... I watched him."
"Doing what calf?"
"I jerked off."
Alex decided that that had earned the bull some extra hard hits. His ass had already passed the slight red glow, indicating to the observer that what was going on here was more than a light spanking session. That would also be quite clear to any of his neighbors. The loud grunting and the sound of wood hitting flesh were more than enough to paint a picture of what was going on.
"Then I let him go Sir."
"Then what?"
"I don't know!" SMACK
The Bull was beginning to cry, loud sobs only fueled further by hard swats echoed through the small apartment. He didn't know what to say to make this stop, the story was over. He had admitted to everything he had done.
"You can guess calf. I'm sure he didn't stop existing just because you decided to let him go."
"He ... he went home I guess." SMACK
"Let's think about it together shall we?"
"Yes Sir."
"You picked him up at the bus stop, I'd say it's a pretty good guess he'd go back there. What time did you let him go?"
"Around 10 p.m. Sir." SMACK
"So he probably missed his last bus home because of you."
"I ... I'm sorry Sir!" SMACK SMACK SMACK
"So either he had to walk home or he had to spend his hard earned cash on a cab, just because you had a bad day."
Alex let go of the paddle and let it hit the floor. The bull was trembling, he knew what would come now, since he still hadn't finished his story. Grabbing the cane in his hand and positioning himself next to the bull he placed it on his client's already sore ass.
"Please Sir, anything but that, I ... I can't take any more."
The cane cut through the air and hit the bull right on the center of his ass, causing him to scream and struggle against his cuffs.
"Kneel!"
He hurried up to his knees and winced when his feet touched his ass.
"Now, I want you to apologize to that fox. Just imagine him standing here beside me and beg him to forgive you calf, and you better make it sound sincere, or else..."
Alex didn't finish that sentence bit lightly tapped the cane against the bull's throbbing cock, while making sure the bull was centered in the video.
"Begin!"
"I'm sorry please forgive me, I had a bad day. It won't happen again"
"Are you kidding me?! That wouldn't get a cub with his hand caught in the cookie jar off the hook! Again!" Alex stomped on the ground.
The noise from the stomp paired with the shouting finally was what made the bull break down. He no longer held back, and began to beg for forgiveness in the most heartfelt way Alex had ever seen, all while sobbing into the blindfold.
Alex put down the cane, turned off his phone and walked over to the broken bull, softly placing his hand on the back of the bull's head
"Shhh, well done calf. Feeling better now?"
The bull nodded while continuing to sob, slightly pressing against the hand that now was comforting him instead of hurting him.
Alex left the room, quickly returning with a wooden chair out of the kitchen. Rummaging through his backpack he laid out a dildo, some lube and some rope. Thinking about the logistics of what he had planned he ordered the bull to stand up and positioned him in front of the chair. The bull was shivering, not knowing what would happen next every small touch made him flinch.
"Spread your cheeks for me calf." came the foxes soft but firm voice.
The bull carefully touched his ass, trying to pull if apart only to quickly pull away again. Every touch, no matter how small felt like a hot metal rod pressed against his behind. Alex took the hint and squeezed a copious amount of lube on his paw, bringing the cool gel into contact with the bull's sensitive skin and then slowly began to massage it in. As the gel pulled the heat from the bulls skin the trembling and twitching slowly began to stop, culminating in a sigh of relieve.
Not completely done with the bull however Alex finally reached for his puckered hole, spreading the excess lube around it while slowly applying pressure. Soon his first finger vanished into the hot, wet hole, where it spread the slippery substance around some more, only to be removed and then replaced by two fingers.
"Sit calf."
The bull audibly swallowed as he began to slowly sink down, stopping the second his ass made contact with the dildo, sitting on the chair. Alex's hand grabbed it by the base and angled it so it aligned with the bull's hole. His other hand applying slight downward pressure on the bull's shoulder, wordlessly telling him to finally sit down. A grunt left the bull when the dildo's head finally slipped into him. His legs were shaking, trying hard to control his descent on the uncomfortably big object stretching his ass far wider than he was used to.
After a minute of watching the bull stalling for time Alex decided that he had enough and, with a small kick against on of the bull's trembling calves, sent the bull's ass down onto the chair. The yowl was music to his ears. Next he pulled his client's arms behind the back rest of the chair and secured them with part of the rope, tying first his wrists and then arms and chest to the chair. The last part of his devious plan earned him a sincere struggle from the bull, as he pulled up his ankles and secured them to the chair as well, robbing the bull of any means to take some of his weight off of his hurting ass.
Alex again touched, almost caringly, the bull's head, wiping away some of the swear that was running down his head in small torrents as he made calming noises. Pulling out his phone again he centered the bull and hit record.
"We're almost done calf. Now I want you to think about what you've done and about how to prevent that from happening again."
"Ye... Yes S-Sir!"
Alex placed his phone on the table, quickly made sure the bull was still in focus and then left the room. Entering the kitchen he grabbed a glass, filled it with water and emptied it in one big gulp. While the bull certainly had the harder part of this session all that spanking had certainly tired the fox. He began looking through the drawers and cupboards, looking for nothing in particular but quickly grabbed a box of cookies and wolfed down a few before refilling the glass with water and making his way back to the living room.
Out there the bull was still sitting where he had left him not 10 minutes ago, his erection still proudly standing between his legs, covered in a thin layer of clear pre-cum.
"So, have we learned our lesson calf, or do you need me to grab the paddle again?"
"No Sir! I'm sorry, it will never happen again, please, I promise!"
"Very well, I do believe you." Alex walked over and undid the bindings holding the bull's ankles.
"Thank you Sir!"
Without another word Alex grabbed the bull's twitching cock, feeling the heat it gave off spread through his hand. His fingers danced on the bull's meat, spreading his pre and turning the bull into a moaning mess. Each stroke down the length let a new drop of the clear liquid appear at the tip. Each time Alex traced his fingers around the sensitive, slippery head the bull would moan and try to hump the hand that was teasing him, only to be reminded not only of his painfully throbbing ass, but that the dildo that was lodged inside of him kept him securely attached to the chair.
Alex took his time, bringing the bull close to his orgasm and then slowly backing down again. Sometimes he'd just quickly stroke, making the bull think he'd finally be able to get off, only to stop one stroke before the edge. Other times he'd just massage the heavy set of balls, milking out more and more pre while completely ignoring the bull's shaft.
Finally Alex decided that it had been enough. He leaned in and whispered into the bull's ear, "Moo for me calf." as he kept stroking. A loud moo filled the room as finally the bull was brought to the edge and allowed over. All the pain forgotten, his ass squeezed down hard on the rubber phallus in his rear, pushing it against his prostate as spurt after spurt of creamy cum erupted from his cock, painting his chest white.
Alex chuckled as he reached for the cookies he had brought from the kitchen. He scooped up some of the cum off the bull's chest and stuffed the new glazed cookie into the bull's open, panting maw, who obediently began to chew and then swallowed. This repeated a few times until most of the cum had been returned to the weakly panting bull's body. He grabbed the glass of water, placed it on the bull's and let him drink.
While the bull was catching his breath Alex undid the remaining rope, again scratching the bovine on his head for a job well done.
"There is just one more thing to do before I'll give you back the key calf, after all it's not fair that you're the only one who came, isn't that right?"
"Yes Sir!"
"Good calf, kneel."
The bull tried standing up, but between his weak knees and his hands still cuffed behind hics back he couldn't balance himself good enough, so instead he opted to just slide out of the chair. The lube that had been applied to his ass before made this rather easy and even helped the dildo to just slide along. As he fell to his knees he somehow managed to hold onto the piece of rubber, buried inside of him, as he waited for the fox to proceed.
Alex pulled on some buttons on his leather jock strap, letting it fall to the floor, finally giving his straining foxhood the opportunity to properly fill. He stepped closer, letting the bull inhale the musk that had been building all throughout the session. It was obvious when the musk finally hit the bull, his head shook, trying to force the smell out of his nose, but failing miserably. Instead Alex added more, as he wiped a drop of pre that had been forming at the tip of his tapered shaft right on the bull's nose.
His immediate reaction was to lick it off, but the tongue, that darted out of his mouth and towards his nose made contact with the throbbing fox cock before it could reach the source of the smell that was driving him insane. Alex enjoyed the sudden attention on his cock immensely. The was that the broad tongue was closing around his cock was pure bliss. The wet warmth spreading throughout his cock, the texture rubbing on it, he just could no longer hold back. He grabbed the horns, that mother nature had so conveniently attached to the bull's head at just the perfect spots and began thrusting. His balls were slapping against the bull's chin as his cock vanished into his mouth. The sounds coming from below him just kept him going hard and fast. The gagging and sputtering sounded incredibly lewd, but quickly helped him along on his way to his orgasm. HIs hips were slowly but surely becoming a blur, pulling the bull's head back with each thrust forward, making sure his tip was reaching the beginning of the bull's throat.
Feeling the familiar tingle in his balls Alex quickly let go of the bull, grabbed his cock with one hand and his still recording phone with the other as he jerked his meat furiously. His balls drew in closer and the blissful contractions pumped out his load, covering the bull's face in fox cum.
It took Alex a minute to calm down after that. He put the phone down and started dressing, leaving the bull's face to slowly absorb his cum. Once finished he grabbed his phone again, focused it on the bull's head and pulled off the blindfold.
The bull's eyes quickly shut once assaulted by the sudden brightness, only slowly opening after having adjusted a bit. The face that looked up at Alex was exactly what he had hoped for, utter confusion. The bull obviously remembered his face from somewhere, but hadn't made the connection yet.
Alex smirked as he asked one simple question, he had asked the evening before as well, "Have I done anything wrong officer?"
"You?"
"Yeah, wasn't this fun calf?"
"I-I ... I... what?"
"Trust me, I was as surprised as you are now calf."
The bull closed his eyes for a few seconds as he thought about what he should do.
"I really am sorry for what I did, I hope you believe me."
"I do calf, and after a few more sessions like this I might even forgive you. A few days for your ass to heal ... I guess I'll see you on Friday."
"What?! No way I'm doing this again!"
"Oh, but you will calf, unless," Alex crouched down next to the still kneeling bull and held out his phone, which was playing back the recording from the bull's earlier spanking, "you want this video," he flicked with his finger over the screen and the scene switched to the bull eating cookies covered in his cum, "or this one, or that one of your cum covered face end up on the internet or in one of your colleagues' inboxes."
Slowly putting his phone away and standing up Alex went to the door of the apartment.
"I left the key to the cuffs on the chair, I'm sure you can undo them yourself."
With that he closed the door behind him and started to run towards the staircase, because there was no way in hell he was going to stick around an angry bull. Reaching the staircase however he hesitated for a second and ran upstairs instead of making a run for the street. Just as he made it around the corner onto the next flight of stairs he heard a door swinging open, hitting the wall with a loud thud, followed by hoofs running down the hallway and down the stairs.
He held his breath as best as he could, trying very hard not to giggle as a very wide smile spread over his face. A minute or so later he heard someone coming back up the stairs angrily muttering to himself. The steps slowly got quieter as they entered the hallway and completely vanished with the sound of a door slamming shut. Alex decided, just to be on the safe side, to wait a few more minutes before he got up as silently as possible and carefully sneaked down the creaking stairs and out of the building, making sure to stick as close to the wall as possible, just in case the bull was looking out of his windows.