{"sf1_id":126,"sf2_id":"J1OrJ8Jn","title":"Toys","author":"Eisfuchs","words":15388,"posted_at":"2002-10-22T19:04:00.000Z","tags":["Bisexual","Bondage","Raccoon","Vixen"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/126-toys","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/J1OrJ8Jn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/94/ce/94ce4652-0014-4f14-bf15-115e6ed9c121","description":"#2 of Just Good Friends","content":"Toys  \n  \na furry erotic story (C)Aug 23, 2002 by Eisfuchs ([[email\u0026nbsp;protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection))  \n  \n(vixen, raccoon, bondage)  \n  \n  \n  \nAuthor's note:  \n  \nThis is the second installment of the series about Rey and Donya, two girls who  \nknew each other for a long time and found out about their mutual interest. All  \nparts of the series are written in a way that they can be read without having  \nread their prequels, but I recommend to read them in their chronological order,  \nas of now:  \n  \n01. Random 02. Toys  \n  \nThis story is a work of fiction. All characters are (C) by Eisfuchs. This text  \nis for mature readers only, so if you are not of legal age in your country,  \nplease stop reading. I give the permission to repost or upload this story  \nfreely as long as the text and this copyright message are left untouched.  \n  \nIf you are an artist and would like to do an illustration, feel free to do so,  \nas long as you reference this story in your artwork or the description.  \n  \nIf you have comments or requests for other stories just drop me a note. I can't  \npromise that I actually find the time to write it down but, you never know,  \nright? Now, enjoy the story and tell me what you think.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nPart I: Changes  \n  \n\"Oh, Jack! We've got to run away from here! My Father found out about us and  \nhe's going to kill us, if we don't ...\"  \n  \n\"Don't be afraid, Melissa! I won't let anything bad happen to you. My Mother  \nowns a big house far away in the mountains. We can go there and live in peace,  \nand he will never know.\"  \n  \nThe dialogue continued in the same fashion and Rey decided not to pay any  \nattention to it anymore. Donya was sitting next to her on her living room sofa,  \neagerly taking in every word the two protagonists were saying. She shifted a  \nlittle, until she was lying sideways on the remaining space, her head resting  \nin the raccoon's lap and her tail draped comfortably over her thighs. Donya  \ngiggled and started stroking her headfur, but her mind kept transfixed to the  \nsoap opera that was presented on the television screen. Rey didn't really mind;  \nshe just relaxed and enjoyed the company of her best friend and playmate.  \n  \nShe remembered vividly how embarrassed she had been the other day, when she had  \nasked Donya that special favor. Now, three weeks later, she still wasn't  \ncompletely comfortable with how the situation had turned out back then but - on  \nthe other paw - she and Donya had found out more about themselves than they had  \nconsidered possible.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen smiled. On their next meeting everything seemed to have changed. They  \nhad been sitting in Donya's kitchen, drinking cold soda and cracking jokes,  \ngossiping about the people in their respective companies and doing their best  \nto avoid talking about what had happened between them. They were beating about  \nthe bush for nearly the whole evening, until Rey finally pulled a CD out of her  \nbag and gave it to her friend. They had spent the next two hours browsing  \nthrough the images that were neatly sorted and labeled, telling each other  \nwhich situations they liked and what was crossing the borderline. In the  \nbeginning it was not easy to speak out clearly what turned them on, but they  \nlearned a lot about each other that night.  \n  \nFrom this day on they started meeting more often. Carefully they tried to find  \nout where their new friendship was going and how far they both were willing to  \nget into this. They played together, trying all kinds of tie up games, various  \nways of stimulation, and learned about the reaction of the other to different  \nforms of physical contact.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They found out soon enough, that they weren't in love with each other. It was  \nmore like sharing a deep friendship and mutual trust. And when they were  \nplaying, they felt their friendship strengthen and expanding, forming a bond  \nthat could never be broken. Rey was more than willing to give up her freedom to  \nDonya whenever her friend wanted it, and the raccoon gratefully accepted the  \noffer. The vixen spent hours being tied or chained down by Donya in lots of  \ndifferent positions, and Donya obviously enjoyed taking control over her.  \nDuring their games they often got lost in their emotions, wildly rolling  \naround, kissing and licking all over, until they both got the gratification  \nthey were looking for. But at all other times they felt like being nothing more  \nthan very good friends with a twist.  \n  \nThe voices from the television still chattered on in very much the same way as  \nbefore. Rey tried not to listen to them, and her mind wandered back to her  \nprevious thoughts, trying to analyze her emotions and feelings, that had taken  \nover her conscious mind while Donya was having her way with her. Suddenly she  \nfelt the urge to be helpless again, completely at the mercy of her friend. She  \nshifted uncomfortably around a bit, but the desire kept stuck in her mind.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya looked down at her, her face showing concern. \"Are you all right, Rey?\"  \nshe asked. \"You seem a bit uneasy tonight.\"  \n  \n\"No, I'm fine,\" Rey answered. \"It's just ... You know, I really enjoy your  \ncompany ...\"  \n  \n\"But?\" Donya offered. Her attention was now completely withdrawn from the  \ntelevision.  \n  \nThe vixen hesitated, her ears folding down in embarrassment. After all the  \nhours they had played together she still could not say clearly what she  \ndesired. She always felt like demanding something from her friend and never  \ngiving back anything in return. But then Rey lifted her head and looked into  \nthe raccoon's black eyes, and her hesitation melted away. \"I was just wondering  \nhow it would feel, just lying here with you and being bound. No big deal, just  \nsome cuffs on my wrists or something. I really need to feel that you can do  \nwith me whatever you want, whenever you want.\"  \n  \nDonya giggled softly. \"I knew it was something like this,\" she said. \"And look  \nat this!\" she continued when suddenly loud music was coming from the  \ntelevision. \"The stations really know when to put the commercial breaks. You  \nwait here and I'll take care of your little problem.\" Donya tapped her index  \nfinger on Rey's nose and stood up. With a wink she turned around and left the  \nroom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey rose to her knees and waited for her friend to return. She heard her  \nwalking around in the bedroom, clattering with stuff from her bag of toys. Rey  \ndid not move, trying to hold back her impatience and forcing herself to wait  \nfor Donya to return, just as she had been told. Somehow the thought of having  \nno say in what was going to happen next excited her in a most pleasurable way.  \n  \nFinally, Donya came back into the living room. When she saw Rey kneeling on the  \ncouch, she could not help smiling broadly. Quickly she sat down and grabbed the  \nvixen's front paws. Rey drew in her breath sharply, taken by surprise. One  \nmoment later Donya had put one of Rey's leather cuffs around her right wrist.  \nWasting no time the raccoon set to work on the other wrist as well, and when  \nthat was done she locked the cuffs together with one single padlock. The key to  \nthe lock was dangling from a thin leather cord around her neck, and she let it  \nslide down her cleavage to hide it from view. Suddenly she tugged sharply at  \nthe cuffs, causing Rey to lose her balance and fall forward with a gasp. The  \nraccoon caught her toppling body and laid her down just like before, with Rey's  \nhead resting in her lap. Her friend was breathing deeply, snuggling close to  \nher and rubbing her head against Donya's belly. \"This is so strange,\" she said,  \nstroking the vixen's headfur. \"In the moment I put these things on you, you're  \ninstantly changing. Very peculiar.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"It just feels so nice,\" Rey answered with her eyes closed, a comfortable heat  \nspreading through her body. She felt felt so secure, so taken care for, nothing  \ncould ever happen to her now. In a strange way the fact of being captivated  \nmade her feel safe. She knew that Donya would be there for her, and as long as  \nher friend didn't decide otherwise she had nothing to do but lie there with her  \nand enjoying Donya's company. But still there was something that bothered her,  \nsomething that was always in the back of her mind when she and Donya were  \nplaying their games. It was the constant certainty that the game was eventually  \ngoing to end. Rey sighed and tried to push the thought away for now.  \n  \n\"You okay?\" Donya asked again, when she felt her friend's restlessness. \"Are  \nthe cuffs too tight?\"  \n  \n\"No, it's fine, really,\" Rey replied softly. \"You know that I can take them  \ntighter if needed.\"  \n  \n\"Yes, I know that,\" Donya said. From earlier experience she also knew, that Rey  \ndidn't express herself very easily, so she decided to venture a little farther.  \n\"But there /is/ something bothering you, right? I can tell from the way you're  \nsounding, that you want to tell me something. If I made a mistake somewhere,  \nplease tell me.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"No! No, don't worry, you did nothing wrong.\"  \n  \n\"Rey, please ... I know it's not easy for you to say what's on your mind. But  \nif you want something from me, you have to tell me what it is. And don't be  \nshy, the worst thing I can do is saying 'no', right?\"  \n  \n\"Right.\" Rey inhaled deeply, trying to find the right words to tell her friend,  \nwhat she was longing for. Sometimes she envied the people who weren't gifted  \nwith smart brains but could just frankly speak out what ever they had on their  \nminds without thinking twice. \"You know that I like it when you tie me up,\" she  \nstarted, deliberately looking away from Donya to keep herself from getting more  \nnervous. \"I enjoy the ropes, chains, cuffs or what ever you're using, it is  \ngreat to feel physically restrained. But this is only one thing that makes all  \nthis so special to me.\" Rey swallowed hard, struggling to put her emotions into  \nproper terms. Waving her cuffed paws a little she continued, \"This is what my  \nbody tells me, but what's going on in my mind is far more powerful. To feel  \nthat I can go nowhere is one thing, but I need to /know/ that I'm at your  \nmercy. You're to decide over my life, for the time being.\" Finally, she found  \nthe heart to turn her head around, looking up to face her friend. \"Please, can  \nyou make this time last longer?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You mean, you want to stay tied up for longer, did I get that right?\"  \n  \n\"Yes, and no. I think, it's not easy to explain. As much as I enjoy our playing  \nsessions, they have one big flaw: when playtime's over we return to normal life  \nas if nothing ever happened. But I want to be yours to do with whatever you  \nwant, at any time, not just for a few hours in our schedule. If you want to tie  \nme up, just do so. Don't ask me if I want to or what /I/ would like to do. Just  \ntake what you want, whenever you want.\"  \n  \nDonya tried to comprehend what her friend was trying to tell her. \"So you're  \nasking me to take you as my slave? Well, I have to admit, that I'm not very  \nfond of master and slave games.\"  \n  \n\"I don't want to be a slave either,\" Rey tried to explain. \"It's more like ...  \nbeing a /toy/. I'd be your toy to play with. You could do what you want with  \nme, lock my paws while we're watching TV, just like now, or gag me for no  \nparticular reason ... I wouldn't ask you why or try to resist. It's your  \ndecision alone. This way we wouldn't have planned times when we're playing and  \nwhen we're not. I want to be yours at any given time.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I think I know what you're trying to say,\" Donya replied, still a little  \nsurprised about her friend's confession. \"But in what way is this different to  \nyou being my slave? In both ways you'd belong to me.\"  \n  \n\"Yes, but as a slave I'd give up myself completely, losing all personal rights  \nto you, being forced to follow every order you gave me. That's a little  \ndifferent. I just want to trade my freedom for your pleasure.\"  \n  \n\"Rey ... Do you know what you're saying there? If we go through with this, you  \ncould never be certain to be able to finish anything you're doing. I could just  \ncome into your room, take you away from your work at the computer and tie you  \nto the bed for six hours, while I go out shopping and spend some time at the  \nmovies.\"  \n  \n\"Yes! That's exactly what I want!\" Rey exclaimed, her eyes sparkling. \"I mean,  \nif it was this, what you wanted to do with me, I would've accepted it without  \ncomplaining. Of course you'd bee free to ask me, but you wouldn't need to. I  \ndon't know if you really /want/ to do something like this, but the mere thought  \nthat you actually /could/ do it ... This is what I mean, when I speak of  \nbecoming your toy.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya nodded slowly, pondering the situation for a while. \"Alright, I think I  \ngot it. And in a way it sounds very intriguing, even if I don't know what I'd  \ndo, once we started.\"  \n  \n\"So you'd be willing to give it a try?\" Rey's ears perked straight up in  \nanticipation.  \n  \n\"Yes, I do. I like the idea of having a new toy to play with at any time.\"  \nDonya grabbed Rey's cuffed paws and held them tight, while her other paw slowly  \ntraced down along her arm, barely touching the red and white fur with her  \nclaws. \"And I think I just got in the mood to find out, what games my toy can  \nplay.\" With a quick movement she dug her claws deeply into the fur at Rey's  \nsides, tickling the vixen mercilessly. Rey laughed hard and squirmed under the  \nassault, but Donya held her bound paws way out of reach and kept on tickling  \nher, until her friend could not even laugh anymore.  \n  \nWhen Donya finally had to leave she took Rey's toy collection with her so she  \ncould prepare something for their next meeting on the weekend, and on the other  \npaw the vixen wouldn't have anything to play with for herself until then. Rey  \nstood at the living room window and watched her friend drive away. She was  \ncurious what Donya would come up with when they met again. She only hoped that  \nshe wasn't demanding too much.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nPart II: Playtime  \n  \nMike stretched and stood up from his chair. It was eleven o'clock in the  \nmorning, and he had been working on this program without a break until now. At  \nleast it was running fine eventually, so he decided that it was time for a  \nshort walk to the coffee vending machine. He left his room and wandered along  \nthe narrow hallway of the company he was working for and passed the  \nphotocopier, when he heard it curse violently. At first, he didn't realize what  \nhad happened, but then he stopped and went back to the machine. When he tried  \nto find out what that noise had been he suddenly saw someone moving behind the  \ncopier. It was the vixen from the room next to his, fiddling around with  \nsomething inside the machine. \"Rey? What are you doing there?\"  \n  \nRey looked up over the top of the lid and smiled at the feline, who regarded  \nher with a questioning look. \"Oh, hi there, Mike. I'm just trying to get this  \npiece of junk back to work again.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, I see. Can I help you there?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey stood up, grabbed the rim of the metal lid and threw it close with a bang.  \nThen she went around the machine and pushed the big orange button. The copier  \nwhirred and rattled for a moment and finally spat out a flawless copy. \"No,  \nthanks. Got it fixed already.\" She set the number of copies and let the machine  \nwork, while she kept on talking. \"The stupid thing kept eating the paper, and  \nwhen I cleaned up the paper jam it complained about maintenance. But I could  \nconvince it that it was not time for maintenance now.\"  \n  \nThe cat frowned. \"You know that the boss is very keen on meeting the  \nmaintenance cycles, and that he expects us to do likewise, don't you? I don't  \nthink he would appreciate you overriding the settings.\"  \n  \n\"I can't say that I really care,\" Rey replied, taking the finished stack of  \ncopies from the machine. \"I have a deadline to meet in two hours, and this way  \nwas faster than having to wait for the repair tech. See you around.\" She waved  \nand left for her room.  \n  \nMike shrugged and went on towards the coffee machine. He was impressed about  \nhow much that girl had changed in the last time. What could it be that changed  \na timid, shy person like she had been into a self confident woman she was now?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\*\\*\\*\\*  \n  \nRey closed the door behind her, leaned back against it and sighed deeply.  \nFinally at home! The day had been hard, but she finished the project just in  \ntime. When she put the paperwork and the completed prototype onto her team  \nleader's desk she looked more like a coal mine worker than a programmer, but at  \nleast, the customer would get a working sample of his design study by tomorrow.  \nThe vixen went into her bedroom and threw off her coat and shoes. Relieved she  \nlet herself fall backwards on the bed, her head still spinning with numbers,  \nspecifications and unwilling code fragments. 'Enough of that!' she commanded  \nherself. The project was through and she could finally forget about it.  \n  \nThe door bell rudely woke her from an uneasy slumber. A short glance to the  \nwall clock told her that it was already past nine pm. Still a little drowsy she  \nstood up and stumbled to the door, rubbing her eyes to get the sleep out of  \nthem. She pressed the buzzer and went into the staircase. A few moments later,  \nDonya appeared around the stair bend, carrying two big bags. \"Hi Rey! Could you  \nplease help me with one of these?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh, hi! Sure, on my way!\" Rey hurried down the stairs, her tiredness instantly  \nforgotten. She met her friend down the second flight and took one of the heavy  \nbags from her paw. They went upstairs into her flat and Rey closed the door.  \nDonya put down her stuff on the kitchen table and Rey placed hers next to it.  \n\"So what's all this stuff?\" Rey asked, a little out of breath.  \n  \nDonya smiled and sat down on one of the chairs, resting a little. \"Mostly food,  \nand a few other things,\" she said. \"Let's put this stuff into the fridge before  \nthe head kills it.\" She opened the bag she had carried and started to put away  \nall kinds of food. Rey helped her, but when she started to open the second bag,  \nDonya grabbed her paws and held them tightly. \"I'll unpack this one myself,\"  \nshe said, looking deeply into Rey's eyes.  \n  \nThe vixen was transfixed by the look Donya gave her and barely managed to  \nbreathe. \"As you say,\" she answered softly, unable to take her gaze away from  \nthe raccoon's dark eyes. Something was going on and Rey didn't dare to imagine  \nwhat it was, fearing to dispel it by wishing too hard.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya broke the spell by taking the bag from the table. She left the kitchen  \nand went into the bedroom. \"So, what have you been up to today?\" she called  \nfrom the other room. \"You look a little deranged, to put it in polite terms.\"  \n  \nRey recovered quickly from her state of confusion and hurried to answer. \"Yes,  \nI had a rough day, to say the least. I was working on something and it was due  \ntoday, and the damn photocopier failed on me. So I repaired it myself to get  \nthe rest of my work done.\"  \n  \n\"Sounds awful,\" Donya commented when she came back into the kitchen. \"But  \nweek-end's here and we should make the best out of it. Care for a shower?\"  \n  \n\"You're reading my mind!\"  \n  \nThe two girls went into the bedroom, picked up some clothes to change and  \nheaded for the bathroom. When Rey entered, Donya closed the door behind her and  \nlooked at her in a peculiar way. Just when Rey was about to ask, what she was  \nup to, Donya placed a finger on her lips, silencing her. \"Don't speak, my  \nlittle toy,\" she said. \"Take off your clothes.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey's eyes grew wide when she sensed the change in the air of her friend and  \nher heart started beating stronger. Quickly she took off her T-shirt, bra and  \npants, letting them fall in an untidy pile to the floor. Then she bent over to  \npull down her slip, and when she started to rise again, she felt a paw on the  \ntop of her head.  \n  \n\"Kneel down,\" Donya commanded softly and Rey obeyed. the raccoon turned to the  \nbath tub and opened the faucet, mixing hot and cold water to a pleasurable  \ntemperature before returning to her friend, who had kept still all the time. \"I  \nwant to give something to you. Now that you've become my toy I want you to  \nremember your new place at all times.\"  \n  \nRey swallowed when she felt a paw under her chin, tilting back her head slowly,  \nuntil her neck was exposed and she was looking up into Donya's face. The  \nraccoon picked up something from the pile of clothes, and Rey felt a broad  \nstrap going around her neck. She had never owned a collar, let alone worn one,  \nbut when she felt it close in front and heard the soft /click/ of a lock, she  \nnearly burst with joy. Hesitantly she lifted a paw to touch her new attire. It  \nfelt smooth but strong and smelled like leather. It had no adjustment buckles,  \nso it must have been tailor-made for her size. The small lock that held the  \ncollar in place was worked into the leather like a brooch and on its front  \nplate it bore a strong ring of steel.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Close to tears, Rey looked up to Donya and smiled happily, before she closed  \nher eyes and let her head go down a bit. Now both of her paws were freely  \nroaming over the collar, feeling all over it and taking in all details. Then  \nshe felt Donya grabbing one of her paws and putting a leather cuff around her  \nwrist. Rey didn't try to resist and waited patiently until both her paws were  \ndonned with cuffs, locked, but not yet restraining her. The raccoon put more  \ncuffs to her ankles, too and finally ordered her friend to stand up.  \n  \nNow Rey could see her upper body in the mirror for the first time. The collar  \nwas beautifully crafted, shiny black leather against a polished brass colored  \nplate and a silvery steel ring. The lock itself was hidden discretely so it  \nwouldn't spoil the look. Rey suddenly realized that this present had to be very  \nexpensive. She turned around to Donya.  \n  \n\"Now, my toy,\" the raccoon said, \"step in there. You have to be clean if you  \nwant to join me in the sheets tonight.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey swung her left leg over the rim of the bath tub and stepped into the warm  \nwater flowing down towards the drain. Then her other leg followed and so did  \nDonya a few seconds later. Rey turned around to face her friend and then  \nkneeled down in the tub as she had been doing a few minutes ago. Donya closed  \nthe shower curtain and turned the lever to direct the flow of water through the  \nshower head at the wall. She ruffled and stroked the vixen's fur until it was  \nthoroughly soaked and started to rub in a generous amount of showering gel. Rey  \nmurred and sighed under the strong massaging paws - it felt good, the way they  \nkneaded and pushed when they were working on her breasts and butt - and started  \nto wash Donya's fur, too, rubbing herself against the body of her friend as  \nmuch as possible.  \n  \nAfter shower they toweled each other down to get the water out of their fur and  \nRey's cuffs and collar. When they felt reasonably dry again they left the  \nbathroom and Donya led her friend into the bedroom. Rey climbed onto the bed,  \nlooking expectantly at Donya. The other woman circled the bed and sat down on  \nthe other side, bending over to fetch something from the bag she had brought in  \nearlier. Rey got curious and turned her ears towards her friend. Donya turned  \naround and spread a collection of short chains and padlocks on the blanket.  \n\"Bedtime, my dear,\" she said and picked up a two foot chain from the heap. She  \nlocked one end of the chain to one of the bed's steel bars and hooked the other  \nend on another padlock, hanging it loosely to the ring on Rey's collar. Then  \nshe took another, a bit shorter chain and locked the middle link to the same  \npadlock, leaving two lengths of chain dangling from Rey's neck. Finally she  \ntook out two more locks and secured each of the vixen's paws to one end of the  \nchain. \"I hope you'll have pleasant dreams, honey,\" she whispered, when she put  \nout the lights and snuggled close to her friend, kissing her forehead  \ngoodnight.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey was dumbfounded. It all happened so fast, but it was just what she had  \nwanted. She snuggled up to Donya as good as she could and enjoyed the warmth of  \nthe raccoon's body against hers. \"Good night,\" she whispered. It didn't take  \nlong and Donya started to breathe steadily. Rey wasn't that lucky, though. Her  \nrestrained position made it difficult to find a comfortable way to sleep and  \nconstantly reminded her of her trapped situation, making all the wrong thoughts  \nappear in her head and keeping her from falling asleep. When she finally dozed  \noff her slumber was interrupted frequently from finding herself unable to  \nstretch her arms or turning around easily.  \n  \nThe next morning sun let it's rays shine through the half opened curtains and  \nRey woke with a jerk, the chains at her wrists and collar jingling loudly  \nagainst the steel bars. Instantly she remembered what had happened yesterday  \nand a warm shiver ran through her body. Carefully she rolled over to the other  \nside of the bed, but her friend wasn't there. \"Donya?\" she called softly, her  \nvoice still coarse from sleep. There was no reply. Rey let herself slide on her  \nback again and frowned. Maybe she was just in the bathroom and didn't hear her,  \nso she decided to wait a little longer.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Meanwhile she examined the cuffs and locks that Donya had used to chain her to  \nthe bed. The wrist restraints were her own, she had noticed that already when  \nshe had been in the shower that evening. The locks were new, though. Big, heavy  \nand secure looking, and she could not see a key hole in them; very peculiar.  \nHer paws moved along the two short ends of the chain and began sliding over the  \nsmooth material of her new collar, and again that warm feeling spread out  \ninside of her. She didn't know why, but this adornment was the most powerful of  \nall she had worn until now. It really made her feel like giving away some of  \nher freedom, yet without taking away her dignity or self-esteem.  \n  \nWhen she looked down to her ankle cuffs, she gasped in surprise. When she had  \nfallen asleep last night, she had only been locked to the bed by her collar.  \nNow there was a three foot chain at each of her ankle restraints as well,  \nmeeting at one steel bar, thus binding her effectively to the foot of her bed.  \nShe could tuck in her legs a little but it was not much, until the chains got  \ntaut and stopped her movement. Her only free limb was her bushy tail now,  \nuseless against the devices that were holding her. Rey moaned with a mixture of  \npleasure and frustration about this new discovery. But the blame was on her, of  \ncourse. She had gone willingly into this.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey didn't remember, how long she was lying there, waiting for Donya to return.  \nShe tried to sleep a little, but the thoughts of being bound and helpless  \ndidn't let her find rest. On the contrary, they only got her sliding into  \nerotic fantasies, making her wish she could use her paws freely to give herself  \nrelief. Still the chains held them unyieldingly at her neck, barely having  \nenough slack to brush away errant strands of hair out of her face. She was  \nstill nude. Fortunately it was very warm, so she didn't really need a blanket.  \nFor a short time she pondered about stroking herself with her tail, but she had  \ntried that before; it wouldn't provide enough stimulation and would leave her  \nmore frustrated than she already was now.  \n  \nIt seemed like an eternity when Rey finally heard a noise from outside the  \nbedroom. The door to her flat clicked open, and a few seconds later Donya came  \ninto the bedroom. \"Good morning, sleepyhead,\" she greeted. \"I hope you had a  \npleasant night. You've been sleeping so sweetly when I woke up, I just didn't  \nhave the heart to disturb you.\" She sat down on the corner of Rey's half of the  \nbed and gave her a tender nuzzle over her head. \"How do you feel, honey?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'm doing fine, thanks.\" Rey snuggled up against her friend, laying her  \nchained paws on the raccoon's legs. \"Where have you been?\"  \n  \n\"I've been going for a walk to enjoy the morning sun,\" Donya replied  \ncheerfully. \"It's such a beautiful day, but I'm afraid it'll get rather hot  \nbefore noon. Ah, and I did some shopping, too.\" She rose and went to the table  \non the other side of the bed, picking up something. \"But before we do anything  \ntoday,\" she said, while she returned, \"we're going to take a shower. Give me  \nyour paws.\" She held up a strange looking device that remotely resembled a  \nrubber stamp, with a ring instead of a paw handle. She held the cylindric  \nbarrel of the object against one of the locks on Rey's wrist cuffs and scrubbed  \nover it a little, until the shackle jumped open with a distinct /click/.  \n  \nThe vixen watched her friend opening the remaining padlocks with rising  \ninterest. Those locks were inspiring. She already had several thoughts of how  \nto use them for self restraining purposes. \"Where did you get those padlocks?\"  \nshe finally asked when all the chains had been removed and she could sit up  \nagain. She leaned herself against the raccoon's back and embraced her warmly,  \nher breasts pleasantly squeezing between them.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"That wasn't exactly easy,\" Donya replied. \"I saw them some time ago on the TV.  \nThere's this show called 'Northridge Hospital', and they once had to secure a  \nmentally impaired person to a hospital bed. That's where I learned about these  \nmagnetic locks that can't be opened unless you have the matching magnetic key.  \nAnd what's even better, they're waterproof. I did a little research in the last  \ndays and found someone who could sell me some of them. They're for medical use  \nonly, so you can't just buy them in your local hardware store.\"  \n  \nRey smiled. \"I have to admit that I like them,\" she said.  \n  \n\"In this case you wouldn't mind me using them a while longer, do you?\" Donya  \nasked rhetorically. Without waiting for an answer she turned around, pulled  \nRey's arms on her back and secured them there with a single padlock. A short  \nchain went to the ring on her collar and was locked there, too. \"Shower time.\"  \n  \nRey stood up and Donya led her into the bathroom by the chain. The raccoon  \nquickly undressed and together they stepped into the bathtub. Rey had to kneel  \ndown before her friend again, and Donya turned on the water. The vixen lifted  \nher head and enjoyed the welcome jet of water drenching her fur. Her friend  \nthreaded the other end of the chain through the shower handle on the wall and  \nlocked it there to get both paws free. While Donya applied a big amount of  \nshower gel to their fur, Rey nuzzled and rubbed up against her belly, savoring  \nthe moment while she felt the paws working in the gel with strong, massaging  \nmotions.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When Donya was done cleaning her own fur she stepped out of the tub. \"Stay  \nthere for a while, until the soap is out of your fur,\" she said and let the  \ncurtain fall close again. Rey could do nothing but wait, her paws still locked  \non her back and the chain on her collar fastened to the handle on the wall. So  \nshe twisted and turned this way and another to get her whole body thoroughly  \nrinsed. She did not stand up, though, but left kneeling on the floor of the  \ntub, waiting for Donya to get her out, as she had been told.  \n  \nA few minutes later, Donya pulled back the shower curtain again and smiled,  \nwhen she saw her toy still in the same position than before, obviously enjoying  \nthe warm water. \"You're finished?\" she asked and Rey nodded. The raccoon  \nreached over and turned off the shower. Then she unlocked the chain from the  \nhandle and led Rey out of the tub. She helped her towel down and led her out of  \nthe bathroom and back to the bed.  \n  \n\"So what should I wear today?\" Rey asked, tugging a little at her cuffed  \nwrists.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Oh, I kinda like what you're wearing right now,\" Donya replied. She smiled  \nmischievously when she saw Rey's eyes widen, but she didn't complain. \"You've  \ngot nothing to hide from me, and the weather's going to be warm enough. And  \nbesides,\" - she tugged at the chain leash and dragged Rey close to her, putting  \nher arms around her body - \"there's nothing getting in my way, when I come to  \nget what I want.\" She let one of her paws slide down over Rey's side, caressing  \nher butt for a second and then stroking deeper, teasing the sensitive area  \nunder her tail base.  \n  \nRey yipped in surprise, her paws straining for a moment against the cuffs, when  \nshe felt Donya's paws stroking her down there, but she was more than willing to  \ngive her friend whatever it was she demanded from her. Breathing more deeply  \nnow she nuzzled Donya's neck and softly nipped at the rich fur that covered her  \nshoulder. The erotic moment ended quickly when Rey's stomach suddenly growled  \nloudly. She realized only now that she hadn't eaten since last noon.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya giggled in surprise and Rey started laughing, too. \"Saved by the bell,\"  \nthe raccoon said cheerfully. \"And I'm hungry, too. So how about breakfast?\"  \n  \n\"Would be very nice,\" Rey replied, now feeling more hunger for food than for  \nanything else.  \n  \n\"Very well, come on then.\" Donya rose and led Rey into the kitchen, the chain  \nleash loosely in her paw. \"What do you prefer? Cereals or bread and honey?\"  \n  \n\"Cereals, please,\" she said, when she sat down on one of the chairs. Donya  \nlooped the leash around one of the table's legs and locked it there. Then she  \nstarted to fill the table with lots of breakfast stuff she had bought. She  \nplaced a bowl before Rey and poured in a share of chocolate flakes and milk.  \n  \nRey watched Donya quizzically. \"You're not going to spoon-feed me, are you?\"  \n  \nThe raccoon looked at her with a big grin. \"Would you like it if I did?\"  \n  \n\"No, not really.\"  \n  \nDonya chuckled and placed a spoon next to the bowl. \"There you go,\" she said,  \nunlocking her paws and binding them together before her with a short length of  \nchain. \"But don't eat too much. It could get uncomfortable when you have a full  \nbelly.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen looked up from her meal, chewing slowly. \"What's on your mind?\"  \n  \n\"Quite a lot, my little toy fox,\" Donya replied. \"You'll see it all, don't  \nworry.\"  \n  \nRey regarded her with a mixture of curiosity and mock anger. Of course she had  \nsomething in store for her and was not giving it away so soon. The vixen  \ncontinued eating, still wondering what it may be. The whole situation felt so  \nunusual to her, but it was not at all unpleasant. She never had had breakfast  \nnaked, not even when she was alone, and she suspected that she wouldn't put on  \nvery much in the near future. She finished her bowl and licked her lips, still  \na bit hungry but remembering, what Donya had said, she left it at that. This  \nwas meant to be fun after all, and she didn't want to spoil it just because she  \ndidn't listen to her friend.  \n  \nWhen they both were through Donya cuffed Rey's wrists on her back again and  \ntook the leash from the table. Then she led the vixen into the living room. Rey  \ninstantly saw that her friend had already prepared some things. Two strong  \nchains were dangling down from the wooden beams of the ceiling, about four feet  \napart. More chains had been put on the floor. Rey inhaled deeply when she saw a  \nmuzzle harness lying on the table in front of her, along with a number of  \nmagnetic padlocks. \"When did you prepare all this?\" she asked with a deep,  \nhusky voice that could not conceal how very turned on she was.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Do you like it?\"  \n  \nRey smiled. \"Depends on what you're going to do with me.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, you'll enjoy it, I'm pretty sure.\" Donya waved her paw at the devices in  \nfront of her. \"So, is there anything you want to change? Anything that you'd  \nlike me to put away?\"  \n  \nRey swallowed hard but shook her head. \"No.\"  \n  \n\"Enough said, then.\" She unlocked her paws and pointed to the table. \"Put on  \nthe harness and strap it tight.\"  \n  \nRey looked at Donya for a moment before she turned around and stepped over to  \nthe table, her legs getting a little wobbly with excitement. She picked up the  \nstrange looking leather device and looked at it from all sides to figure out  \nhow it was working, before she slid the first of the straps over her head.  \n'Here we go, then,' she thought and started to put it on. It had two hard  \nleather pads above and below her muzzle, held together by three straps that  \nwent around her snout. She tightened them one after another, feeling the strong  \nmaterial gripping her muzzle tightly, so she wouldn't be able to open it the  \nslightest bit. All in all it felt like when Donya had tied her muzzle with rope  \nthe first time, but very much more secure and comfortable. Two more straps went  \nfrom the harness around her head and neck to fix the harness in place. When she  \nwas done she turned around to face her friend.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya pulled the vixen back to her on the leash. Rey's tail twitched nervously  \nfrom side to side while Donya checked the harness and the buckles on the  \nstraps. \"Very good,\" she commented. \"You must be very eager to play, gagging  \nyourself this thoroughly. Now let's see how good you're with the chains.\" She  \nkneeled down before her and unlocked the ankle cuffs, leaving the locks  \ndangling loosely in their rings. \"Lock your ankles to the chains there, dear.\"  \n  \nRey nodded and went to the place, where the chains were lying on the floor.  \nThanks to her athletic form she did not have to sit down or kneel to place her  \nfeet at the appropriate positions while she hooked the shackles to the ends of  \nthe chains. Then she pushed the locks shut, her legs spread apart about two  \nfeet wide.  \n  \nDonya took two more locks and a magnetic key from the table and went over to  \nher friend, who was watching her intently. She opened her paw with the key  \nlying on the palm and Rey took it without waiting for an order. She unlocked  \nher wrist cuffs and returned the key to her friend. Then she grabbed the chains  \nthat were dangling to her sides and locked her wrist cuffs to them, sighing a  \nlittle through her nose when the last lock clicked shut.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya put the key back on the table, stepped around the bound vixen and pushed  \nherself against her back, sliding her paws up and down at Rey's sides, and  \nfinally tracing upwards until she reached the wrist cuffs. She hooked each of  \nthe two additional locks into the D rings and lifted her friend's paws upward,  \nuntil they were stretched to their limit. Rey instinctively grabbed the chains  \nand held on tightly, while Donya locked them there, taking most of the slack  \nout of the chains. Then she let her paws slide around the vixen's neck,  \nteasingly playing with the collar and eliciting small, excited yips from her  \nfriend, before she undid the chain leash and let it fall to the ground  \nunceremoniously.  \n  \n\"Are you comfortable, my toy?\" Donya whispered next to Rey's ear.  \n  \nShe nodded slowly, although the chains held her tightly and left her very  \nlittle way to move. Her ankles were strained a little due to her spread stance,  \nbut the carpet offered a good grip for her toe claws. Rey breathed deeply  \nthrough her nose while she felt the paws of her friend sliding over her back,  \nmassaging the muscles slightly as they went. With deliberate motions the  \nraccoon felt her up, teasing her sides with short pricks of her claws, making  \nher twitch and spasm with tickling pleasure. Then the arms were around her,  \nruffling the fur on her belly and gently squeezing her breasts, playing with  \nthe sensitive nipples hidden under the voluptuous fur. All the time the strong  \nbody pressed into her from behind. Rey could feel Donya's breasts getting  \nsquashed between them, and she felt her tail being pushed straight down by her  \nlegs. The embrace got more sensual by the minute, one of the probing paws  \nslowly sliding lower, while the other caressed Rey's collar and chin, pricking  \nthe skin under the fur slightly with her claws. She let out a loud moan through  \nher nose when the downward traveling paw reached the softer fur just over the  \njunction of her legs and went even deeper, stroking the wet area below it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Totally unable to resist, bound and defenseless against whatever assault was  \ntaken against her, Rey writhed in her chains, taking in the hopelessness of her  \nsituation, her inability to stop the sensual attack of her friend, and still  \nenjoying it massively. Her ragged breath turned into uncontrolled moaning, her  \nhead rolled from side to side, supported by Donya's strong paw and caught in  \nthe straps of the harness, preventing her from making too much noise. And still  \nthe paws mercilessly pleasured her helpless body, taking the mind with them  \nwhile they drove her more and more crazy. Rey started to rock her pelvis  \nagainst the stimulating paw to intensify her arousal. Now she was glad that she  \nwas locked into these restraints, she wasn't sure if her legs would've been  \nable to support her weight much longer. And when suddenly a claw slid over her  \nglistening wet clitoris she fell limply into the chains, letting out a muffled  \nscream of pleasure. She was so close to the peak now, and she was afraid that  \nDonya knew this, too.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Her fear was well-founded. When Donya felt Rey losing control over her body she  \nsmiled and stopped where she was, just holding the shivering body of her friend  \nclose to hers and enjoying the heat radiating from her. She stayed that way for  \na few moments and just nibbled idly at the fur on the vixen's neck, until she  \nwas sure that Rey had recovered a little from the intense sensations. Then she  \nslowly let go of her body and went around the chained form of her friend.  \n  \nRey weakly opened her eyes and looked at the raccoon standing before her. She  \nknew how she must look now; panting hard, on the brink of a powerful climax,  \nyet denied the final release. Donya watched her for a short time, then she  \nturned to the table and retrieved the key. She unlocked her arms one at a time  \nto give her the opportunity to find her balance before she was freed from the  \nsupporting chains. Then she locked the paws behind her back and released one of  \nher legs. Rey looked after her when she suddenly turned around and left the  \nroom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; With deep breaths Rey tried to regain control of her emotions. She shut her  \neyes and tried to slow down the pace of her heartbeat until she heard Donya  \nentering the room again. A few moments later she felt the body of her friend  \nnext to her, and she opened her eyes again. Donya stepped around her once more,  \nher paws sliding around both sides of her slim waist. Only a moment later Rey  \nrealized, that this was not only a tender caress, but served to loop the upper  \npart of her crotch strap construction around her body. The raccoon pulled her  \nclose, pushing most of the air out of the vixen's lungs, and threaded the small  \nbrass padlock through the holes that fixed the straps on her body. Rey started  \nto shiver a little while she anticipated what was bound to happen. At first,  \nDonya fastened the device around her tail base, and then Rey felt the tip of  \nwhat could only be a dildo on her nether regions, sliding slowly along her  \nmoist fur until it gently parted her vaginal lips to slip into her, bit by bit.  \nShe moaned deeply in her gag, tugging with newfound force against the cuffs  \nthat trapped her paws on her back. But something was different ... She had even  \nless slack for her paws now, the wrist cuffs had been attached to her crotch  \nstrap, too. This realization caused her to protest and roll her eyes in  \nfrustration, but the bonds had no weak point for her to break free.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When the dildo had slid in to its base Rey could not hold herself upright any  \nlonger. Her legs gave way under her and Donya supported her, while she let  \nherself fall to the ground. With a quick glance she showed her friend, that she  \nwas alright, and Donya continued working with a big grin. She slid the final  \nstrap from under Rey's tail through her legs, covering the base of the  \npleasuring object and running up over her pubic mound to meet with the other  \nstraps in front of her body. Then the raccoon locked it in place.  \n  \nRey was breathing heavily, while Donya stroke and caressed her body, kneading  \nher breasts and buttocks as well as giving her back a strong massage. A  \nmultitude of wonderful feelings swept through the body of the bound vixen while  \nshe succumbed completely to her friend. She got lost in fantasies, taking  \ncomfort in the certainty, that she could not free herself from the bondage she  \nwas in, and thus had nothing to worry about. Donya was in control, not only  \nphysically but mentally as well. Rey had often been tied or otherwise  \nrestrained by her, but this time she really felt like a mere plaything for her  \nfriend. There was nothing she could do now, nothing she could change, and it  \nwas not expected from her. The vixen enjoyed the tenderness of Donya's paws and  \nthe dull pressure that was constantly pushing against her from underneath the  \ncrotch straps.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; But all too soon Donya ruffled her headfur a last time and stood up, ambling  \nover to the sofa and sitting down there. Rey whimpered softly and tried to  \nstand up, but at this moment the dildo sent a firework of pleasurable spikes  \nthrough her body, agitated by her bound paws. The vixen panted and moaned while  \nshe sagged back to the floor. Again she tried to go over to her friend, this  \ntime crawling on her knees a little, until she was held back by the chain on  \nher right ankle. Now she cried out her frustration more loudly, but still it  \nwasn't more than a high pitched grunt. Donya didn't seem to pay much attention.  \nShe picked up the remote control from the table and switched on the TV.  \n  \nRey was furious, but she could do nothing to escape from her bonds. She knew  \nDonya was playing with her, trying to make her go nuts with need and longing  \nfor the touch of her paws. She didn't know what was getting to her most; the  \nsimple fact that her friend was pulling off something like this at all, or the  \nrealization that she actually responded to the treatment, even though she knew  \nexactly what was going on. Gritting her teeth she strained and tugged futilely  \nat the restraints holding her, causing the plug in her vagina to move and slide  \naround slightly, frustrating her even more. Her body ached for release, both  \nsexual and physical but both ways were denied her for the time being.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The television continued with the show, unconcerned of whatever might happen  \naround it. Melissa still was worried about her old man, and Jack tried every  \nlogical and illogical way to drag them out of whatever situation they had  \ngotten themselves into. Donya seemed absorbed in the story and didn't look like  \nshe would leave her place on the couch very soon. Rey was getting exasperated.  \nThe chain on her right ankle kept her from crawling out to her friend, the  \ndildo made her shiver and pant with every move she made and the way her paws  \nwere shackled on her back didn't help the situation at all. Out of sheer  \ndesperation Rey let herself fall on the floor, squirm and writhe in her bonds,  \nregardless of whatever effect this might have on her. Whimpering through her  \ngag she stared at her friend, panting hard and close to bursting into tears.  \n  \nOnce again Donya showed her deep understanding of Rey's needs. When she  \nrealized that her friend was coming close to what she was able to take, she  \nturned her head and looked into the widely opened, amber eyes of the vixen. \"Do  \nyou want to join me on the couch?\" she asked, her voice sounded casual, as if  \nshe was completely unaware of her friend's condition.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey exhaled in surprise and sudden relief. She tried to scream \"Yes!\" but the  \nmuzzle harness prevented this. So she just mewled and whimpered, nodding her  \nhead eagerly to hasten Donya's reaction. She sincerely hoped that the raccoon  \nwas not teasing her again.  \n  \nBut Donya had no intention of doing so. She smiled warmly and rose, picking up  \nthe magnetic key and a short chain from the table as she approached the bound  \nform of the vixen. \"I knew you'd say this. Now hold still so I can unlock you.\"  \nShe freed Rey's ankle and released her paws from the crotch strap to re-lock  \nthem with the short chain to her collar again, just like she had done last  \nnight. She helped her friend getting up slowly, to let her get used to the new  \nposition the dildo was sliding in, and carefully walked her over to the couch.  \nRey panted and gasped hard, ten feet never had seemed so far for her. When they  \nreached the sofa she collapsed on it, whimpering shortly. Donya was right  \nbeside her, chaining her left ankle to the couch's leg and sitting down, too.  \nThe vixen shifted a little to find a comfortable position to lie in and put her  \nhead into Donya's lap.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Good heavens, you're hot!\" Donya said when she felt over the fur of her  \nfriend's body. \"And I mean it literally. You feel like you're burning. Maybe I  \nshould let you cool down a little.\" Quickly she began to work on the buckles  \nthat held the gag tightly in place. However she made sure to open the frontmost  \nstrap last, so the vixen had to wait, until the harness was completely removed.  \n  \nRey moaned freely when she finally could open her muzzle again. Her head  \nturning to the side for a moment, while she greedily began panting, to give her  \nbody the cool air it was longing for. It helped, at least for the moment. Yet,  \nher arousal wasn't subsiding, thanks to her still bound paws and the dildo  \nbeneath the straps. But now she could at least rub herself against Donya's soft  \nfur and take in the scent that was hiding under her perfume. As much as she  \ntried to hide it, the raccoon was just as turned on as she was herself. So Rey  \nstarted to lick her friend's tummy, while her paws were stroking her thighs as  \nbest as they could. Donya's paws were resting on her shoulder and next to her  \nears, softly crawling through the rich red fur.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; It didn't take long until the television set was humming along uncaredly, while  \nthe two women were licking and stroking each other on the couch. Rey was lying  \non her back, trying to maintain as much physical contact to her friend as she  \ncould. Donya had bent over her, nuzzling through the pelt on her belly, while  \nshe gently massaged the soft mounds of her breasts with one paw. The vixen's  \nnipples went hard at the attention and started to poke out of the fur, small  \npink dots in a mass of white.  \n  \nDonya could not hold herself back any longer. She had been waiting for this  \nmoment since last evening, when she had put the cuffs on the vixen's limbs for  \nthe first time. Now the heat was rising quickly, the desire for the touch from  \nher friend taking over her rational thoughts. She grabbed the key from the  \ntable and quickly released Rey's front paws from her collar. The vixen didn't  \nwait to make use of her new freedom and embraced Donya's waist from below,  \ndragging her close, so her face was buried between the raccoon's legs, pushing  \nthrough the fabric of her pants against her most sensitive area. Her friend  \ncried out with lust and let herself fall to the side, next to the vixen.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey decided that now was the time for /her/ to take what she wanted. She got up  \non her knees and opened the buttons on Donya's pants with flying fingers. A few  \nseconds later they were lying in a heap on the floor, while the vixen pulled  \nher friend's shirt over her head to reveal the voluptuous goods hiding under  \nit. Her tongue started licking and nipping at the grey furred breasts, until  \nDonya was writhing uncontrolled under her, moaning and breathing hard. She  \nplaced herself over the raccoon's body on all fours, her butt and her twitching  \ntail rising up in the air, while she was working her tongue further down the  \nstrong form of her friend, alternately licking and nipping as she went. When  \nshe reached Donya's crotch she made short work of the panties, no longer being  \nable to hold back her desire. She pulled the fabric down her friend's legs and  \nthrew them away, uncaring where they may end up. With her mind blown out by the  \ndildo that was still stuck deeply inside of her, she drove her muzzle down  \nagainst the damp spot before her and let her tongue start to work.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya gasped in pure shock when she felt the cold nose of the vixen touch her  \nburning vagina. The shock was overcome by pleasure in an instant, and the  \nraccoon got lost in sexual delight. The soft, slick and warm tongue rubbed in  \njust all the right places, driving her arousal higher and higher every minute.  \nHer paws roamed over Rey's shoulders, trying to get a grip at her, but clawing  \nuselessly at the fur until she traced along the arms at her sides. Then her  \nfingers brushed over the cuffs, sliding through the D rings as if they had a  \nwill of their own and then tugged hard, stretching the vixen's arms straight  \nforward along her body and driving her muzzle deeper into her center of lust.  \n  \nRey gasped in surprise when she felt her paws getting bound again, or at least  \nit felt like it. She slid forward a little, her snout now nearly parting the  \nraccoon's vaginal lips, and kept on licking and teasing the sensitive pink  \nflesh before her. Donya's elaborate breathing and her occasional high-pitched  \nyelps told her, that she was doing right, so she kept on stimulating her friend  \nas good as she could without moving around too much to let her own horses fly.  \nAnd when she finally felt the tension building up in the raccoon's muscles she  \nthrust herself forward a final time, burying her nose into the wet folds, and  \nsticking out her tongue as far as she could. That was enough to drive Donya  \nover the edge and she felt her head being caught by the strong legs that  \nwrapped around her with surprising strength. For a few seconds Rey could not  \nbreathe, but she kept on rubbing and licking until she felt the hot fluid of  \nDonya's orgasm trickling down the sides of her muzzle. The screaming of her  \nfriend came only a moment later. Again and again the vixen felt the delightful  \ncontractions around the tip of her muzzle until they finally became less  \nfervent and subsided completely.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey lifted her head with some effort, wiping her muzzle at the fur on her upper  \narms and looking at her friend under her. Donya still held on to the cuffs on  \nher wrists and Rey didn't try to break free but just let herself slide forward  \na little and lay down along her friend's side. The raccoon obviously still rode  \non the powerful emotions she hat just experienced, her smile and contented face  \nshowed that very clearly. Suddenly she embraced the vixen tightly, rolling  \naround with her playfully and full of laughter. Rey started to laugh as well,  \nbut when she was rolling on her backside the pressure drove the dildo with a  \nsharp blow into her once more and she yipped loudly. Donya let go of her  \ninstantly, trying to find out what had happened, while Rey just lay there,  \npanting hard and trying to control her body.  \n  \n\"What is it?\" Donya asked. \"Did I hurt you?\"  \n  \n\"No, it's not that,\" Rey replied between deep lungfuls of air. \"I just ... I  \nnearly lost it when you rolled me around this way.\"  \n  \n\"What?\" Donya stared at her in surprise. \"You're telling me that you didn't  \ncome yet?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen looked up at the sparkling eyes of her friend and said, \"Yes, I'm  \nstill there.\"  \n  \nDonya growled deeply in her throat and let herself come down a little in a mock  \nthreat. \"You're going to regret this, my toy,\" she snarled. \"Oh, how you're  \ngoing to regret this!\"  \n  \nRey shrieked and tried to defend herself when the raccoon suddenly grabbed both  \nher paws, dragging them over her head and pinning them into the cushions.  \nWithin seconds she found herself chained to the couch, her wrists crossed over  \nher head and her legs spread to both corners. Fighting uselessly against her  \nnew entrapment Rey squirmed and wriggled under the weight of her friend. Donya  \nobviously didn't want to waste any time. She bent over her lover, and Rey felt  \nher eager tongue slide deep into her own muzzle, kissing hard, before the  \nraccoon attached the harness again and gagged her tightly. Donya let her paws  \nslide over her breasts and belly, caressing the hot fur and softly rubbing and  \ntwisting her nipples. Rey was already panting again, not longer trying to fight  \nthe rising heat in her loins. Donya's claws dug through the rich pelt, and Rey  \nfelt them pricking the sensitive skin underneath, just strong enough to make  \nher gasp with terror and lust. Her friend came over her helpless body like a  \npredator would do with it's prey, nipping, clawing and groping everywhere. Rey  \nwas overwhelmed by the sudden outburst of ferocity, her emotions running wild.  \nShe felt like she was caught by a hungry carnivore, serving as it's afternoon  \nmeal. She tried to break her chains, strained each and every muscle to get  \nfree, mewling and groaning in her gag, but nothing helped to get her out of  \nthis trap. But Donya seemed not to be satisfied yet. With experienced motions  \nshe wriggled her fingers, and Rey felt them slipping underneath her crotch  \nstrap, where they started to manipulate the dildo. She felt it slide in and out  \njust a little, but it was enough to make her scream into the harness,  \ntightening all her muscles again, before she finally exploded in a long overdue  \nclimax, nearly making her pass out.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey was floating on a cloud of lust, suspended in the emotions Donya's skillful  \ntreatment had brought up inside of her. Slowly her mind cleared again, leaving  \nher panting heavily, still gagged and chained to the couch. Donya was lying  \nnext to her, grinning broadly and idly playing with one of Rey's nipples. Her  \nfriend must've left her for a moment before, because she felt something warm  \nand wet stroking carefully around her still sensitive sex, cleaning up the mess  \nthey had made. But the crotch strap and the dildo were still in place, so she  \nguessed, she was not free yet. Rey was grateful for the harness that held her  \nmuzzle shut, for she didn't know what to say and just snuggled up against the  \nbody of her lover.  \n  \n  \n  \nPart III: Toys  \n  \nDonya kept her in this position for some time, gently caressing her body and  \nlicking her fur. Rey rubbed against her friend's fur as good as she could,  \nenjoying her helpless position immensely. It must have been more than an hour  \nbefore Donya finally decided to let her sit up. She locked her ankles together  \nand her paws on her back, though, fastening them to the tail strap again. Then  \nshe took off the harness and Rey started breathing greedily.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I guess you're hungry,\" Donya said. \"How about dinner?\"  \n  \nRey smiled in relief. \"Yes, indeed. I could swallow a horse whole.\" All this  \nplaying and teasing had depleted her reserves quite completely.  \n  \n\"So stay here, I'll get some food for us.\" Donya stood up and left the room,  \nleaving her friend bound to the couch. Yet it didn't take very long before she  \nreturned with some long bread rolls and lots of sausage and cheese. She  \nreleased her friend's paws and they enjoyed their late meal.  \n  \nThe rest of the evening went on just the same way their former meetings went.  \nThey sat on the couch, shared stories about what had happened during the last  \nfew days and generally had a great time. The only thing different was that Rey  \nstill didn't wear any clothes and had her paws chained to her back most of the  \ntime. She slowly got used to walking around naked for the whole day, although  \nit was a complete new experience for her; fortunately the night was quite warm.  \nThe dildo under the straps proved to be harder to get accustomed to, and every  \ntime she shifted in her place she felt it rubbing inside of her, distracting  \nher momentarily from the topic they were just discussing.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey woke from the light slumber she had fallen into when Donya put a paw on her  \nshoulder and shook her gently. \"Wake up, little toy! It's eleven pm. It's  \ntime.\"  \n  \nRey blinked and tried to rub her eyes, but she was still bound, and her cuffs  \ntugged at the straps, waking her instantly. \"Time?\" she asked in confusion.  \n\"Time for what?\"  \n  \n\"You'll see,\" Donya replied mysteriously and reached out to help her standing  \nup. Rey moaned softly when she felt the heat rising again due to her movements.  \nHer friend led her into the bedroom, unlocked her paws and had her kneeling on  \nall fours on the bed, her legs spread open. Then she sat behind her, unlocked  \nthe crotch straps and slowly pulled out the dildo. Rey panted and moaned during  \nthe process, her claws digging deeply into the fabric of her bed sheets. When  \nit finally was out completely she felt like her legs wouldn't carry her  \nanymore. The deliverance from the constant dull pressure in her abdomen made  \nher moan loudly. But the joy didn't last very long. A few seconds later she  \nfelt another object pressing slowly into her. It felt very similar but she knew  \nthat Donya had something special in mind for her. While the intruder was pushed  \nslowly deeper and deeper she tried to concentrate on which toys she actually  \nhad given her the other day. It didn't take her long to realize, which one this  \nmust be. She groaned in frustration, because once again, her own inventions  \nwere about to be used against her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"There,\" Donya said when she had closed the straps. \"You probably know, what I  \njust stuck into you, don't you?\" While she spoke she locked Rey's paws in place  \nagain.  \n  \nThe vixen nodded. \"My new invention, I suppose. The random vibe.\"  \n  \n\"You're a clever little toy,\" the raccoon replied. \"I thought it'd be more fun  \nfor you for the time being. Turn around for me, will you?\" Donya waited until  \nRey had complied to her request and lifted the muzzle harness again. \"This'll  \nkeep you quiet while we're on the way.\"  \n  \n\"On the way?\" Rey was puzzled. \"Where are we-\"  \n  \nDonya put the harness over Rey's muzzle, before she could finish her sentence  \nand silenced her effectively. The vixen groaned in frustration when she felt  \nthe straps tighten around her muzzle and heard the locks clicking in place. At  \nthis moment the vibrator showed a sign of life for the first time. Rey threw  \nher head back and howled into her gag. Donya laughed softly and helped her  \nfriend out of the bed when the vibrator fell silent again. This was going to be  \nan interesting night.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey's thoughts chased each other in her mind. What did she mean when she said  \nthey would be \"on their way\"? And why did she gag her again? She knew that a  \ntoy was not to ask any questions, but curiosity got the better of her. The gag  \nmade sure she could nor ask her friend, though.  \n  \nDonya led the vixen to the door and left her standing on the threshold, while  \nshe turned to the wardrobe. She looked through the different pieces and finally  \ntook something from one of the shelves. Rey watched her friend while she tied a  \ntranslucent white sash around her waist that barely covered her private parts  \nwithout hiding anything. \"That'll do,\" she commented, locked on a short chain  \nleash and took her by one arm to turn her around. When they reached the door to  \nthe staircase the vixen got a bit nervous and hesitated. Donya stopped and  \nlooked at her friend. \"Is anything wrong?\"  \n  \nRey looked at the door in confusion, then at her friend.  \n  \n\"Just follow me, my toy,\" Donya said in her most assuring voice. \"I promise,  \neverything will be fine.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen inhaled deeply through her nose and nodded. Whatever this was going  \nto be, she had nothing to decide in this matter.  \n  \n\"Very good,\" Donya smiled. \"You'll be okay. Just come with me.\" She opened the  \ndoor and stepped into the stairwell, closing the door after Rey had left the  \nflat, too. She didn't switch on the light when they descended the stairs.  \n  \nRey shivered, but not from the cold. She was walking around at night in her  \nstairwell as good as naked, cuffed, gagged and leashed to a chain, a vibrator  \nstuck in her vagina. What, if someone decided to go out for a night's walk just  \nnow? What a sight this would be to see. But Donya led her on, as if she didn't  \nthink something like this could be happening. Rey didn't know, why she went on  \nwith this, but somehow this game was turning her on. And it enhanced her  \nfeeling that she was nothing more than Donya's plaything.  \n  \nSuddenly, Rey's knees went weak and she nearly fell, but Donya was at her side  \nin the blink of an eye. The vixen mewled and groaned, the buzz of the vibrator  \nwas barely audible. Rey held on to her friend, until the wicked device switched  \noff again, leaving her a little time to recover. Donya helped her to come back  \nto her feet and went on downstairs. For the first time Rey was glad for the  \ngag.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They reached the ground floor and opened the door to the street. Again, Rey  \nhesitated, but this time only shortly. Donya smiled at her and led her on. The  \ncool air of the nightly wind blew through her fur when she stepped out of the  \nhouse and onto the pavement. Nobody else was in sight. The raccoon went on,  \nwalking her toy down the street, until they reached her car, about five hundred  \nfeet from her house. She unlocked the passenger door and waited until Rey had  \ngotten in. The vixen sat down as carefully as she could and tried to get her  \ntail out of the way to make herself comfortable. Donya fastened the seat belt  \nfor her and closed the door to enter the car on the driver's seat. The raccoon  \ngrinned, took a scarf from the glove compartment and blindfolded her friend,  \nbefore she finally started the engine.  \n  \nThe last few minutes had been perplexing her very much. Rey could not imagine  \nwhat was on Donya's mind, but in a way she liked how the situation had  \ndeveloped. She was a little nervous, being outside her flat and still naked.  \nBut she trusted her friend. She would never do something that would get them  \nboth into trouble.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The car rolled forward and they were on their way. Rey didn't even try to  \nmemorize the way they were driving; Donya took many turns at the very  \nbeginning, and the vixen was sure that most of them were only to get her  \nconfused. She leaned back in the seat, enjoyed the unfamiliar feel of the  \nfabric against her bare fur and tried to relax. She even moaned loudly in  \npleasure when the vibrator started to buzz again, and suddenly she felt one of  \nDonya's paws stroking her breasts momentarily before it returned to the  \nsteering wheel. Rey squirmed and twisted a little, but the sensation ceased  \nagain, soon.  \n  \nThey kept on driving for some time, long enough for Rey to bask in the strokes  \nof her little machine for three more times, until Donya finally slowed down and  \nturned onto what sounded like a gravel covered parking lot. They stopped there  \nand the raccoon left the car. She opened the passenger's door, reached out a  \npaw and helped her friend getting out. The air was a little cooler here and the  \nground was indeed covered with lots of little stones, that were making crushing  \nnoises under her pads. Wagging her tail slightly she regained her balance and  \nwaited for Donya to lead her on.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When she felt the chain getting taut again she stepped forward slowly, unsure  \nwhere to place her paws. But the going was easy and she just went on, following  \nthe sound of Donya's footsteps before her. The ground changed from gravel to  \ndirt, just like a path that would lead through a lawn. Rey stopped for a  \nmoment, panting slightly from the sensations that were constantly radiating  \nfrom her lower body. Her friend stood next to her, until she was ready to go on  \nagain.  \n  \nShe didn't come very far, though, until the vibrator switched on again. Rey  \nmewled loudly, trying to rip open the harness that kept her gagged. A moment  \nlater she sagged to the ground, not able to hold herself upright any longer.  \nThis time the device didn't stop so quickly and left her writhing on the ground  \nwith pleasure and embarrassment. But again, it was not enough to give her the  \nfinal release, when it stopped. The vixen moaned in high pitched fits, panting  \nhard and close to tears. Donya was always at her side, but Rey didn't want her  \nto think, that she couldn't take it anymore. She was enjoying it, despite the  \nway she looked.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A couple of minutes later she was ready to go on again. And it was not long  \nuntil they reached another change of surroundings. The sounds around her spoke  \nof a place distant from the town. Trees were rustling nearby and there was an  \nopen space before her. When her paws stepped on soft grass Donya stopped and  \nundid her blindfold.  \n  \nHer surroundings made her gasp in surprise. She stood in a big garden. The  \nspacious lawn was surrounded by a high opaque hedge on three sides. The  \nremaining space was occupied by a big, expensive looking mansion with a nice  \nterrace leading into the garden. In the center of the lawn was a big swimming  \npool, the water shining invitingly in the pale light of the moon. Whoever owned  \nthis premises must be a very rich person.  \n  \nDonya smiled and led her to the pool side. She ordered her toy to stand there  \nand started to unlock the crotch straps, but left her paws firmly cuffed on her  \nback. Rey closed her eyes and sucked in her breath when she felt the vibrator  \nslide out of her. This made her legs go weak again and she went down to her  \nknees when the device had left her body entirely, shivering with pleasure and  \nwhimpering softly. When she opened her eyes again she saw that Donya had  \nreplaced the leash with a twenty foot chain that was locked to the ladder on  \nthe pool side. Finally the raccoon unlocked the harness and took it from her  \nmuzzle.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey opened her mouth and worked her jaws to get back the usual feeling into her  \nfacial muscles. \"Where are we?\" she asked. \"How did you-\"  \n  \n\"Hush, toy,\" Donya interrupted. \"You didn't want to ask any questions,  \nremember?\" Rey nodded and Donya smiled warmly. \"Don't worry, Rey. It's all  \nplanned out. You're not the only one who can work out plans, you know.\"  \n  \nRey snuggled up to her friend. \"Donya, I just want to tell you, how much I  \nenjoy what you're doing, even though I don't understand what's going on. This  \nall is so new to me.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, it's new to me, too. But I like it, just like you do. And as for the  \nreason,\" - Donya briefly looked on her watch - \"you're just about to find out,  \nwhat's behind all this. Just stay here, I'll be right back.\" The raccoon stood  \nup and left her friend, heading for the mansion.  \n  \nRey watched her, while she disappeared inside the building. She slowly stood up  \nand walked around a bit as far as her chains would allow. All around her was  \ngreen grass and the hedge shielding this place from view, as if it had been  \ndeliberately planted there for privacy. When she returned to the pool side she  \ncarefully dipped one foot into the water. It was comfortably warm and she  \nlonged for a swim, but she didn't dare to jump in right now, she probably  \nwouldn't be able to hold herself up for a long time, while her paws were  \nchained on her back like this. She was happy as a child at the moment, but at  \nthe same time she was frightened to death. What if someone would come and see  \nher, naked except for the translucent sash around her waist and chained up like  \nthis? What if the owner of the mansion came home and saw what was going on?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Honey, I'm back!\"  \n  \nRey spun around with a start when she heard the voice behind her and nearly  \nlost her balance. She breathed a sigh of relief when she recognized that it was  \nonly her friend coming back from the mansion. \"Donya! Good heavens! You scared  \nme!\"  \n  \nThe raccoon hurried over to her friend, a look of concern on her face. \"What is  \nit? Are you all right?\"  \n  \n\"Yes, basically. I'm just a little nervous about all this. I mean, what's with  \nthe owner of this premises? What if someone comes and finds us here?\"  \n  \nDonya sighed and smiled in relief. \"So that's what. Well, I can reassure you  \nthere. It's all taken care of. Nobody'll find us here, nobody we don't want to  \nfind us.\" She embraced her friend and slowly made her sit sown in the grass. \"I  \nwant this day to be a very special day for you. I know you try to keep it  \nsecret, and only very few actually remember it.\"  \n  \nRey's ears pricked up when she guessed what Donya was talking about. \"You don't  \nmean, you found out, that today-\"  \n  \nDonya giggled and produced a small black case from her back. She placed it in  \nthe space between her and Rey. \"Yes, you told me once, and I'd never forget  \nthat. It's past midnight already, so: Happy birthday, my toy!\" She gave Rey  \nanother warm hug and unlocked her paws in the same motion. \"I wish you luck and  \nfun for your remaining life!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Thank you, Donya. But you shouldn't have done that.\"  \n  \n\"I know, but I did anyway. So why don't you open it?\" She pushed the object a  \nlittle towards her friend.  \n  \nRey's paws shook a little from being bound so long. She massaged her wrists a  \nbit before she took the case from the ground and opened it. Inside, resting in  \na soft cushion of dark blue velvet, was a silver glowing earring, quite simple  \nlooking but with a multitude of fine gravure around it's length. Rey was  \nspeechless when she discovered that this trinket wasn't merely silver but white  \ngold. \"You're insane!\" she exclaimed. \"You can't give me that.\"  \n  \n\"Why not? I love you as my friend and toy, and tonight's your birthday. So try  \nit on!\"  \n  \nRey said nothing more but picked up the ring and threaded it through one of the  \nsmall holes in her right ear. When she was done the trinket was sparkling in  \nthe dim light.  \n  \n\"You look beautiful!\" Donya exclaimed. \"It fits you perfectly. And now let's  \nhave a dip. You look like you could use a little cool down.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey's face brightened. \"Yeah, sure! Let's go.\"  \n  \nDonya laughed and jumped into the water without further delay. Rey followed a  \nlittle slower, first checking the length of the chain and stepping down the  \nladder into the water. The cool liquid instantly drenched her fur and made her  \nsigh with delight. She did a few swimming strokes, until she reached the limit  \nof her chain and paddled back to the side again. Donya joined her, and together  \nthey played and frolicked in the water.  \n  \n\"Why did you go into all this trouble for me?\" Rey asked, her face dripping  \nwith water.  \n  \n\"I don't know, I just wanted to do something special for your birthday. Your  \nconfession to me just came at the right time. So I could fit both things  \ntogether.\" Donya looked past Rey and her mood heightened visibly. \"And now we  \nshould get out here and join the party.\"  \n  \n\"What?\" Rey turned around and saw a small group of people, both women and men,  \nemerging from the building. \"Donya? What's going on here?\"  \n  \nThe raccoon had already left the pool and slowly reeled in Rey's chain. \"You'll  \nsee. Now come out of the water, my toy.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey hesitated, but then she saw that some of the people who were slowly  \ngathering on the lawn were led by others, naked just like her, and wore  \ndifferent types of restraints; from collars with leashes over cuffs at wrists  \nand ankles, up to corsets, gags, blindfolds ... everything was there. Rey  \nfollowed the shortening chain with her mouth open, taking in the situation that  \nstarted to unfold before her. When she had left the pool she reached for her  \nsash, useless as it would be, but it would give her at least a little comfort.  \nBut Donya grabbed it before she could reach it.  \n  \n\"No, before you get this, you're going to put this one back on.\" She bent down  \nand handed her the crotch straps, including the vibrator.  \n  \nRey took the objects and stared at her friend. But then she smiled broadly and  \nlay down on the grass, spreading her legs wide. Slowly she inserted the  \nvibrator deeply into her and attached the straps. When she was done she crawled  \nover to Donya, who put on the lock and clicked it shut again. As if on cue the  \nsmall machine started buzzing right away, taking her breath away and making her  \npaws clench to Donya's arms. The sash was forgotten.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When the sensations stopped again, Rey looked her friend straight in the face,  \na grin creasing her muzzle. \"So, what's going on here? Who are those people?\"  \n  \n\"Oh, I took the liberty to rent this estate together with a few people from a  \npet club from the city. They seem to do things like this regularly and helped  \nme a lot when I asked them about you and your interests. You wouldn't believe  \nwhat strange stuff I encountered.\"  \n  \n\"I can imagine,\" Rey said, looking around. The toys and their owners had  \nfinally found their places and were snuggling and kissing each other. Sometimes  \none of the owners would lead his pet to another couple and they exchanged their  \ntoys. Rey watched the activities with big eyes, like a child would watch a fair  \ngoing on.  \n  \nDonya sat down beside her and started stroking her fur. \"Why don't you let  \nyourself have a good time, too? I'm sure, this night'll be a night to  \nremember.\" She started licking and combing Rey's fur with her claws and tickled  \nthe vibrator slightly. Rey gasped and moaned, while she let herself slide back  \non the grass. The raccoon was above her quickly, groping and nipping all over  \nher body. Without notice, Rey found her front paws suddenly locked to the  \ncollar again. Donya took advantage of her now stronger situation and started  \nrubbing her paw over the crotch straps with more vigor than before, leaving the  \nvixen panting and gasping in her strong grip.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Suddenly Donya let go of her and turned around. Rey regained her breath again  \nand opened her eyes to see her friend talking to a friendly looking male otter.  \nHe was leading a female skunk, who was heavily chained and gagged, and they  \ntalked to each other for some time in low voices. Rey's stomach started to  \ncrawl and she nearly started to cry when she saw Donya taking over the leash of  \nthe skunk. She knew what had just happened and didn't know what to do now.  \n  \nThe otter turned around and knelt down at Rey's side. \"You're her toy?\" he  \nasked, his voice was deep and soft, reassuringly calm.  \n  \nRey swallowed hard and tried to fight the nervous twitching that got all over  \nher body. \"Yes, I am. My name is-\"  \n  \n\"Shush!\" he suddenly said, his paw shot up in a gesture to silence her. \"No one  \ntells their name here. You're her vixen toy, and probably you know now, that  \nyou've been traded for the night.\"  \n  \nRey nodded. She suddenly felt very vulnerable in her chains, but in a way the  \nsituation was also incredibly sexy. She looked into the face of the otter and  \ngot locked in his eyes. \"What are you going to do with me?\" she whispered.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Nothing you wouldn't agree to,\" he replied. \"We have several rules in our  \ncommunity. One is, while we're sharing, the toy's the one who decides, not the  \nowner. So there's nothing for you to worry about.\" He looked around and found  \nthe muzzle harness. \"Is this yours?\" Rey nodded slowly. \"I kinda like that.  \nCare to put it on for me?\"  \n  \nRey's stomach contracted and relaxed uncontrollably, her emotions falling all  \nover each other. But still she stared into the dark brown eyes of her new owner  \nfor the night. As if in trance she took the harness from his paws, and when he  \nreleased her paws from her collar she slipped it over her muzzle, strapping it  \ntightly in place and finally locking it shut. Then he locked her paws to the  \ncrotch straps, just the way Donya had always done, and pushed her down to the  \nground. \"Now enjoy!\"  \n  \nThe otter was gentle yet demanding, playing curiously with his new toy, trying  \nto find all the sensitive spots and nerves in her body. Rey was just letting it  \nall happen, being helpless anyway. She enjoyed the attentions the man was  \ngiving her, his experienced paws and tongue making her go crazy with emotions  \nand lust. Soon she was writhing and moaning uncontrollably, straining against  \nher bonds and trying to escape from the trap that she had willingly walked  \ninto. To top it all the vibrator buzzed on from time to time, adding to the  \nfeelings she was already trying to cope with. But finally it was too much for  \nher and she climaxed hard for several times. The arms of the otter wrapped  \naround her tightly, holding and comforting her until she was quiet again.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey spent the rest of the night in his arms. She was held captive all the time,  \nbut she was feeling great and secure, despite that. While they enjoyed each  \nother, she kept looking out for Donya and the skunk toy she had taken, and when  \nshe found her she saw them rolling around on the grass, playing with each  \nother. She got a little bit jealous, but then the otter caught her eye again,  \nand those feelings were forgotten instantly.  \n  \n  \n  \nPart IV: Playtime's over  \n  \nRey woke with a start. She tried to sit up and get her bearings, but her paws  \nwouldn't move. She sagged back and slowly came to her senses. This was her own  \nbedroom, the light of the sun drawing bright patterns on her sheets, so it must  \nbe way after noon now. Her front paws were chained to the steel bars above her  \nhead and her ankles were restrained likewise. The vixen rolled around as best  \nas she could and looked at the watch on her bedside table. It was four pm. \"Oh,  \ncrap!\" she exclaimed. \"It's already late! Donya? Are you there?\"  \n  \n\"Yes, I am my dear,\" the voice from her friend came in from outside the room. A  \nfew moments later she stepped in, carrying a big tablet with lots of stuff on  \nit. \"I guessed you'd sleep in long, so I already got up and prepared a little  \n'breakfast'.\" She placed the tablet on the bed next to Rey and unlocked her  \nfront paws.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey only realized how hungry she was, when she started eating. \"Donya, it was a  \nwonderful time. I just don't know how I can thank you for this. And for the  \ngorgeous present you gave me.\" She flicked her right ear and the ring glittered  \nin the sunlight.  \n  \n\"Don't mention it. It was fun for me, too.\"  \n  \n\"But I feel like I was getting all the share and you-\"  \n  \nDonya giggled. \"You really think that I'd go through all this without having  \nfun myself? Believe me, I was well taken care of.\"  \n  \n\"I guessed that. This skunk girl last night seemed to be very - um -  \nenthusiastic.\"  \n  \n\"Yes, she was,\" Donya said, biting a huge chunk from her toast. \"I hope you  \nenjoyed your company as much as I did enjoy mine.\"  \n  \n\"Yes, no problem there.\" Rey remembered the otter vividly. His paws and tongue  \nhad been part of this night's dreams. She wondered if he had enjoyed himself  \nthis much, too.  \n  \n\"Very good.\"  \n  \n\"Donya?\"  \n  \n\"Yes?\"  \n  \n\"I think, it's time you set me free again,\" Rey said, her ears going flat  \nagainst her skull.  \n  \nDonya smiled and stroke her friend's head. \"You want to stop, then?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"No, not really, but I think we should. Tomorrow is coming fast and I think  \nI'll need some time to get over the happenings of the past days.\"  \n  \n\"I see.\" Donya got up and left the room for a moment. When she came back she  \ncarried some of Rey's clothes. \"You're right. We have to get back to normal  \nlife again. But you can be sure that I only release you physically. Mentally  \nyou still are my little plaything.\"  \n  \n\"It's just what I want to be,\" Rey smiled.  \n  \nDonya released Rey's limbs and removed all the cuffs. When she set about to  \nopen the collar, Rey stopped her.  \n  \n\"Please, leave this one where it is,\" Rey said. \"I want to keep it there to  \nremind me of you when you're gone. I'll take it off tomorrow myself.\"  \n  \n\"Sure,\" Donya replied. \"But don't forget, or you'll have a hard time to explain  \nthis to your colleagues.\" They both laughed and finished their meal quickly.  \n  \n\"Those people last night, who were they? And where did you take me?\"  \n  \nDonya put a finger on Rey's nose, making her squint for a moment. \"I told you,  \nthe place was a secret. And I'll leave it like this. Just to clear things up a  \nlittle, the owner was one of the people who were on the party, but even I don't  \nknow who they might be. And don't ask me about names. Nobody knows them.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey nodded. \"I suppose this is all for the better.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah. I gotta go now. It's getting pretty late and I have to prepare my things  \nfor work tomorrow.\"  \n  \nRey put away her dishes and embraced her friend tightly. \"I hope we can get  \ntogether again, soon,\" she said.  \n  \n\"We will, my toy, we will.\" Donya stroke her paw over Rey's back until she  \nstepped back and went to the door. \"I'll call you up later tomorrow, okay?\"  \n  \n\"Fine by me. See you around!\"  \n  \n\"Bye!\"  \n  \nThe vixen sat on her knees on the bed until she heard the door slam shut. At  \nthis moment everything started to return to normal life again. The cuffs and  \nlocks that lay around everywhere seemed to come from another century long  \nforgotten. The image of the group she had met last night already started to  \nfade away. Only the face of the otter remained stuck in her thoughts like an  \nafterglow from looking too long into a bright light. She wondered who he was  \nand what his normal life was like.  \n  \nRey looked at the clothes, Donya had left for her her on the bed. For a moment  \nthey seemed utterly useless, and then she just tossed them from the bed with a  \nswipe of her paw and laughed until she fell on her back. True, life was  \nreturning to normal, but only for a short time.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The end  \n  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Just Good Friends","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/120-random.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/899-captivity.json"}}