Foxy-Style

S.M. Wolf

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Sinopa, Peter and this story are © 2016 by S.M. Wolf. The story, in part or in full, and characters may not be used without prior, written permission of the author. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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An anthro male fox appeared at the entryway to the living room. He was carrying a large duffle bag.

The dog fox declared, “We are going to the Punishment Room, Sinopa."

The naked female human rose and bowed her head.

“Yes, Master Peter," she said as she meekly walked to her Master. The fox had bought the young Native American human several weeks ago. Mostly he had been kind to her, but as the fading stripes across her naked ass attested, he was not above punishing her when he felt the need or even just desire. However, she could not think of any reason for him to do so now, so she was relatively unafraid of a trip to the Punishment Room.

When Sinopa reached Master Peter, he stopped her. Reaching out, he placed a paw under her chin and raised her head so that she had to look at him.

“You look so sexy when you are being submissive," he told her before kissing her.

Sinopa glanced down. Her Master's pants had a large, telltale bulge in the crotch,

“Thank you, Master," she replied.

Master Peter ran his paws over her arms as he looked down lasciviously at her naked body. She could not help but reflect that the pads on the palms of his paws were much tougher and rougher than a human's fleshy palms. They gave him such a different feel than the human partners she had in the past.

That did not stop him from staring at her boobs, just like a teenage human male.

Without taking his eyes off her breasts, Master Peter asked, “Have you ever done it 'foxy-style'?"

Confused, Sinopa asked, “What's 'foxy-style'?"

Master Peter raised his head to look his slave in the face.

“It's a lot like what you humans call 'doggy-style', but with a fox humping you instead of a dog."

Sinopa actually smiled at her Master's little joke.

“Ah, it looks like you might not be too upset at the prospects," he said with a grin. He turned his human slave towards the door to the basement and gave her a playful slap on the ass.

“Now, get going!" he ordered her.

Sinopa started down the long hallway. She did not have to look back to know that her Master was staring at her butt. He was a horny male who enjoyed viewing her body. Unconsciously, she swayed her hips just a little more.

Peter reached out and gave her hair a playful swat. He had her braid her long, black hair into a single tail that came all the way down to the top of the crack of her ass.

“Pity this isn't a real tail," he commented as he played with it some more as they walked along the hallway.

Sinopa said nothing. She was aware of her lack of an appendage at the end of her spine. She was surprised that any anthro would have taken a furless, tailless human as his sex slave, but her Master still seemed to enjoy her physically, judging by the frequency and length of their matings.

The pair descended to the Punishment Room. Rather than being a single room, it was the entire basement of the large house. It was only partially furnished, but it already had a fair amount of BDSM furniture and implements. Master Peter made no secret that he enjoyed tying up Sinopa and fucking her senseless. There were also crops and canes as well as other things for when he decided to punish her or just felt like playing a little rougher. Fortunately, so far, at least, he had not been particularly abusive, and at times, it was even fun to just let go and allow him to take her as he pleased.

Master Peter guided Sinopa to a large bondage bed. It was his favorite piece of furniture in the basement. It was the size of a king bed. The top was well padded without being overly soft. The black faux leather complemented the black wood of the frame. Polished brass rings and cleats were arranged around the edge of the bed. She knew from personal experience that she could be bound spread-eagled on the bed with good room to spare.

Master Peter dropped the duffle bag and turned around his slave.

“When you do it 'foxy=style', a dog fox wants a vixen," he told her. “At least your skin is close enough to the right color."

It was true. In the bright light, the slight reddish hue of her bronzed skin was not that far from the rusty red of her Master's pelt. The main difference was that her skin glistened slightly under the bright lights of the Punishment Room.

“However," he said more sternly, “you need more than just an approximation of a vixen's pelt!"

Master Peter grabbed Sinopa around the waist. He lifted her onto the bondage bed and set her sitting on the edge. He was grinning in anticipation of something.

He reached down and opened the duffle bag. She looked down curiously to see what he had in it, but the contents were hidden from her sight.

Master Peter took out something and stood up.

“First, you need some whiskers."

In his paw was a set of whiskers and some tape. He used a spring-loaded clip to attach the whiskers to the septum of her nose. A little tape ensured that they would not fall off.

Sinopa wrinkled her nose several times to settle the whiskers. They felt strange, but they did not hurt.

“You really look sexy when you do that," Master Peter said as he gave her a quick kiss.

“You think I always look sexy," she commented.

Master Peter laughed and replied, “Because you do!"

He looked her in the eyes and asked, "Have you ever cosplayed before?"

“"Cosplayed'?" she asked in some confusion. She had never heard the term before.

“Costume play. Kind of like dressing up for Halloween as a kid but a lot more adult," he told her.

“No," she confessed.

Master Peter grinned widely. His tongue lolled from his mouth, and he panted just a bit.

“Great! I get to pop your cosplay cherry!" he said.

Any question about the sexual nature of what was to follow went out the window. Sinopa now was certain that she was going to be having sex soon, but also she was intrigued to learn what this 'cosplay' was going to entail.

Master Peter reached into the bag and brought out a headband. The red metal clip had a pair of rather realistic looking fox ears attached to the top. Cheerfully Master Peter slipped the end of the bands through her hair and adjusted the headband until the ears were positioned atop her head like a vixen's ears.

Sinopa's Master took out his cell phone and took a picture of her face. He showed it to her and asked, “Like it?"

It was strange seeing herself with the ears sticking out of the top of her head.

“Yes, Master," she replied. “They make me look kind of cute."

Master Peter laughed and said, “'Cute' was not quite the adjective that I was thinking…"

Sinopa blushed just a bit and turned her face away for a second while she regained her composure. She was this fox's slave, but at the same time, his constant compliments about her body made her feel good about herself.

When Sinopa looked back, Master Peter was pulling a couple of items that looked like exercise warmers out of the duffle bag.

“While your skin isn't too bad, a good vixen has paws and furs," he told her as he unrolled the first item to reveal a long, furred glove covered in faux fur. The forearms were rusty red, but the color transitioned to black above the wrists, much as her Master's fur did.

“Hold out your hands," Master Peter told Sinopa.

When she did, he slid the gloves on her arms. They came up to just below her elbows. She was surprised to find that they also had pads similar to her Master's on the pads and fingers. It was perhaps the closest she could get to his paws without being a real vixen.

“And of course, you need something for your legs…," he told her as he brought out socks similar to the gloves she now wore. He pulled them over her calves. An elastic band held them firmly at the knees. The soled of the feet proved to have pads similar to those on her palms.

Master Peter nuzzled Sinopa's face and told her in his bedroom voice, “Time for you to get on all fours."

Sinopa obediently got on her hands and knees. Master Peter placed her about two feet from the edge where he could easily reach her body. He took advantage of her position to run his paws over her back before slipping a paw down to cup and grope her left ass cheek. He smiled at the flush on her face.

“Of course," he said, “you still lack one key feature of a vixen."

He dropped the duffle bag in front of Sinopa. Curiously, she looked down at it, wondering what he would bring out. After a dramatic pause, he pulled out a fox tail and held it up by the base like some trophy.

Sinopa gasped.

“Oh, it's not the real thing, though I thought so the first time I saw it," he assured her. “What really got me interested in it for today was this."

Master Peter took the tip of the fake fox tail in his other paw and released the base. The tail swung down so that the base was even with Sinopa's eyes.

The fox tail was attached to a silicone butt plug.

She gulped a bit as she examined the phallic device. The pear-shaped plug was a good two-inches in diameter and four inches long. She was certainly going to feel this one going in!

Master Peter lay the tail down on the bondage bed where Sinopa could examine it. She kept staring at it as her Master disappeared from sight. She was peripherally aware of the sound of water running. When he reappeared, Master Peter dropped the silicone butt plug into a clear glass bowl filled with warm water.

“While I get this warmed up, I think I'll warm you up as well," he told her.

Sinopa glanced at his left paw. He was carrying his favorite anal lubricant. She groaned softly. The petroleum jelly-based gel contained a mild warming agent. It did not actually hurt her, but it certainly but her ass wriggling!

Master Peter laughed at her reaction.

“Down on your elbows and arch that back! I want that beautiful ass of yours sticking up in the air for me," he told her.

With some trepidation, Sinopa complied. Her Master opened her legs some more. With his left paw, he spread her cheeks wide. With his right paw, he popped open the flip cap of the lubricant. He turned over the tube and squeezed. Sinopa could feel the cool gel run down her crack and over her anus before dripping onto the resilient surface beneath her. A small amount trailed around her perineum to find the back of her vaginal slit.

Master Peter let go of her ass cheeks and applied even more lubricant to his right index finger. He pressed the tip of his coated finger against her ass hole. She jumped, but that did not stop him. He pressed against her anal entrance until the tip of his finger slipped past her muscular ring and into her rectum.

Master Peter ran his partially fur covered digit in and out of Sinopa's bottom, slowly going deeper with each thrust. He paused and added more lubricant before slipping his middle finger into her behind as well.

As he worked, the warming agent in the lubricant began to react with the moisture of her body. Sinopa felt a steadily increasing heat coming from her ass. It rose and moved deep inside her as her Master coated her interior with a thick layer of lubricant. By the time he was done, she was panting from the combined sexual and physical stimulation.

Master Peter picked up the tail. As Sinopa watched, he coated it with a thick layer of lubricant. Without a word, he moved behind her. She felt the tip of the silicone plug press against her pink anal rose. Between the warming against and the warmth from the hot water, the silicone felt surprisingly lifelike.

Sinopa gritted her teeth as the pressure on her tail hole increased. Slowly, Master Peter inserted the plug. She felt her anus opened up. At first, it was reasonably pleasant, but as the plug got closer and closer to the maximum diameter, the stretching of her anal muscles started to become at first uncomfortable and then actually slightly painful.

“Not much more," Master Peter reassured her quietly.

A few seconds later, and the base of the plug popped into her anus. She gasped at the sudden release of pressure. It took her a moment to realize how full her rectum felt and how warm it was becoming. At first, she was worried, but she soon realized that the sensations were quite pleasurable.

"Up on hands and knees again!" he ordered her.

Master Peter brought out his cell phone and took more pictures of Sinopa, including several of the fox tail now lodged in her ass. He showed them to her. She had to guess that they were quite erotic for a dog fox.

“I think that I'll post this in my private area on Muzzlebook. Since a couple of my friends suggested this in the first place, it only seems fair," he told her as he tapped on his cell phone screen.

Sinopa's face positively burned. It was not the first time that intimate, even erotic and sexually explicit pictures of her had been posted, but it still embarrassed her. Still, the positive comments that they got were strangely satisfying.

Master Peter set aside his cell phone.

“And now, to the real fun stuff," he told her as he started to remove his shirt. He tossed it aside and undid his belt. His pants fell to the floor of the Punishment Room. He kicked them aside. As was typical for him, Master Peter wore no underclothes.

Her Master's cock was no stranger to Sinopa. His penis was about average in size, as far as she could tell. The six-inch-long shaft was much more pointed than a human male's penis and contained a penile bone. The three-quarter-inch wide tip flared out to a full inch across. It actually felt good being opened up with the tip of his dick.

Sinopa's gaze shifted to the base of her Master's shaft. His knot, which looked much like a second set of balls, was already well formed and almost to its full two-and-a-half-inch diameter. He had not inserted it into her yet, but Sinopa knew that day was coming. She was not sure if she was looking forward to it or not.

The naked dog fox climber onto the bondage bed. He grinned at her as he circled her on her right side. She turned her head to follow him, but he gently slapped her in the face with his tail.

“Head and eyes forward!" he commanded her.

Sinopa obeyed, but she was dying with curiosity. She doubted that her Master was just going to jump on top of her. He preferred to play games with her first.

The human female felt the tip of whiskers brush against her inner thighs. She jumped as they tickled her. That brought a brief laugh from her Master followed by even more play with his whiskers. She felt the tail in her ass pushed aside gently and the tips of the whiskers trail upwards along her inner thighs.

The pad of her Master's nose pressed against Sinopa's perineum. She felt warm air running over her intimate recesses as Master Peter breathed deeply, smelling her.

“You smell fantastic," he said in a whispery voice. "and very aroused."

Sinopa bit her lower lip. Despite everything that he had done to her – the costume, the pictures and the butt plug – she had to admit that she was turned on by the thought of this dog fox mounting her.

A long, thin tongue snaked under Sinopa's slit and lapped her outer labia. She moaned softly. When the tip found her clit and began to rub it hard and fast, she screamed. Master Peter continued to play with her clit while she cried out in pleasure. After less than a minute, she climaxed. Her Master eagerly lapped up her nectar slowly dripping from her cunny lips.

Master Peter pulled back and said, “That was fun, but I think it is time for you to serve your Master, sex pet."

Paws grabbed Sinopa's waist. She felt furred legs press against her inner thighs as her Master slid between her open legs. The pointed tip of his cock found her slit. Aided by his baculum, it split open her labia and penetrated deep into her slick interior.

Sinopa moaned in pleasure as her Master ran the three-and-a-half-inches of shaft in front of his knot in and out. She felt so full with his shaft and the butt plug in her ass, almost as if two males were taking her simultaneously. His knot pressing against her labia caused even more stimulation.

Master Peter leaned forward and lay down on Sinopa's back. She could feel his silky pelt rubbing against her hot flesh. He nuzzled and even nipped her neck and ears. It just caused Sinopa to vocalize even louder.

“This is all fun," Master Peter whispered into Sinopa's left ear, “but I think it is time to take it further."

At first, Sinopa did not know what he meant, but then she felt him thrust hard but not withdraw. Instead, he kept pressing his two-and-a-half-inch knot against her outer labia, forcing them slowly open.

Sinopa gasped in fear.

“Master, I can't-," she started to say.

“You can take it," Master Peter replied firmly as he worked the front of his knot past her outer labia and started to open her inner lips wide. “It is just going to take some time and patience."

Sinopa had no choice. She had to stay still beneath the dog fox as he pressed, twisted and otherwise slowly forced her pussy open. It hurt, but she was amazed that her vagina could, in fact, take the fox's know without being torn apart. She was still left crying uncontrollably by the time that the last of the two-inch-long fleshy intruder went into her cunt. He pressed in until his hips pressed against her ass and his knot was fully embedded in her pussy.

Master Peter stroked Sinopa's body as he lay atop her. As her crying subsided, he said, “Now for the next part."

The fox raised his body. He lifted his right leg and proceeded to step over Sinopa's hips. When he was back-to-back with her, he started to wag his tail happily.

The sensations running through Sinopa's cunt as the tied cock in her cunny rotated a hundred and eighty degrees were the most intense sexual pleasure she had ever felt.

For the first time in her life, Sinopa ejaculated.

Master Peter's cock popped out of her cunt. Male and female ejaculate went flying all over the surface of the bondage bed. Sinopa cried out as much in loss as fear as she felt the knot and shaft in her vagina pop free.

“Master Peter, I'm sorry!" she wailed. “I tried, but-“

Master Peter turned around and placed two fingers over her lips. Obediently, Sinopa stopped talking, but she begged for his forgiveness and not to be punished with her eyes.

“Most many human females can hold a knot after a step over. You just are not built for it. I am not surprised that you let go. I am not going to punish you," he told Sinopa.

Sinopa sighed in relief.

“That does not mean that you are getting off scot-free. I have a long list of exercises you can do to strengthen your vaginal muscles, and I intend to start you on them tomorrow."

Master Peter gave her a lusty leer and added, “And I am sure I am going to enjoy watching your workouts!"

“For now, I have other plans."

Master Peter climbed back onto Sinopa and mounted her hard and fast. They cried out as first he and then she orgasmed.

After his second climax, Master Peter stopped briefly. He turned Sinopa's head towards him and told her, “You can no longer speak. The only thing you can do is say 'Yiff!' to let me know how much you are enjoying mating with me," he ordered her/

“'Yiff!'?" she asked.

“Yiff. A common vulpine vocalization to show happiness. Humans usually think it is said during copulation, but it is much more general," he told her.

“Now let's get you yiffing…" he said as he mounted her hard and fast from behind again.

Sinopa took her Master's knot three times in an hour. He did not try stepping over her body again, but he did get her to yiff quite a bit from the pleasure he was giving her as he first filled her vagina with his shaft and knot and then filled her womb with his hot sperm. She lost track of how many times she climaxed, but it had to be well over a dozen times. Her throat was hoarse from screaming “Yiff!" as her Master fucked her silly.

The pair lay on their sides on the bondage bed. They cuddled in the delightful afterglow of their extended sexual session. Sinopa felt her Master's seed seeping out of her slit and slowly flowing down over her thigh as it so often did at the end of their sex. Her hand wandered sown to her pussy and half-heartedly played with her nether regions. All she could think about was the ejaculation she had when she felt her Master's knot twist inside her cunt. She could not wait until he did it again.