15th December

Maia groaned while her uncle pushed her down and over his knot. She had resisted strongly, but in the end, she had had no way to overpower the two strong foxes. Her aunt sat at the breakfast, watching the fight without a comment while her uncle and Derick forced her to sit on the lap of her uncle and take his dick into her snatch. She now felt his slimy juice spurt into her womb and her insides twitched from the disgust she felt about this. Her whole body shivered from the exhaustion of fighting the man and the boy to no avail. Derick was caressing her dugs and now slowly let go of her arms, that he had restricted, while her uncle ran his paw over her clit and stimulated Maia. She could not help but moan but her eyes dropped tears over her fur. Between her moans she silently cried. "You should eat something sweetheart." Said her uncle, but Maia just shook her head, pushing away the plate with the bred in front of her. She felt hungry, but she refused to follow the request of any of them at the moment. It was part of her resistance. "It seems we have to feed her." Patrick said and when Derick made an agreeing grunt, Maia shot her head around to him to see him grin. She did not have enough energy to resist for long, when Derick stripped and grabbed her head to turn it towards his half erect member. She tried to fight him and push her yaws together, but with a hard pressure on her yaw joints Derick forced her to open the muzzle a bit and pushed his dick into her muzzle. Maia considered biting his member to punish him for forcing her, but it seems the boy had foreseen it. He did not ease up on the painful grip on her yaw and his paws made sure she could not close her muzzle or bite. Maia tried to trash, but with her snatch being knotted, her uncle now holding her in an embrace and her cousin fixing her head and yaw, it was a lost fight. She cried from the helpless feeling and the pain in her yaw. She did not even notice when her muscles relaxed in her yaw from the pain, not even trying to bite anymore. The taste and smell of his musk were making her feel ill, but the boy did not consider her feelings anymore. He pushed into her muzzle strongly until his knot formed and then pushed down her throat, making her gag, and pushed his full knot into her muzzle finally and spurted down her food channel into her stomach. When Derick pulled out and spurted the last bit into her muzzle, she felt like puking. She had concentrated so much on the pain and taste of his dick, that she just now noticed, that her uncle had also started to softly rock up the whole time and a slight throbbing of his dick told her, that he would cum again soon. "You should eat some more to keep in good energy." Her uncle whispered and Maia, still crying and whimpering, eyed the still dripping dick of her cousin next to her face and then the plate and the cocoa in front of her. She decided to follow the request now and eat her breakfast to not experience the same thing with her cousin again. She did not comply or do it because she wanted, but she just followed the command by the force of the promise of another forced muzzle job for her cousin. With every bite, her yaws still hurt and she hated the paw of her uncle gliding over her nipples now and bringing small pleasurable jolts through her body, while she felt him spurt in her womb again. There were hours of 'training' following the breakfast until lunch. Maia tried to resist the onslaughts of her cousin and uncle, but they had none of it. They forced her to give muzzle or rimmed her pussy and tail hole until her energy dropped below the point of being able to resist. Her body was a mix of pleasure and pain now. For lunch it was this time Derick, who was knot deep inside her, spurting into her womb, while she now ate the lunch like she was instructed to not have the same experience from breakfast. Her yaw still hurt a bit, but felt at least a bit better now.

"She still has not completely accepted our tradition." Maia woke up from the cold gust of wind in her face, when she was carried, wrapped in her warm mantle, to the house of the Hollers. Now she was stripped naked in the bedroom of Mr. Holler who eyes the young vixen that had regenerated a bit of her energy to resist. With the big horse was her uncle, who explained the situation to him. "As you see, she still tries to resist, so you will have to train her on the way." Her uncle said. Maia wanted to punch him in the head to erase the smug grin of her uncle. "Thank you Patrick." Said Mr. Holler. "After the death of my wife last year, the party had been a ray of light for me. It was the first time I had any interaction with a female and she was so cute and awesome, I just had to experience that again. I will be careful." Patrick padded the man on the shoulder. "And make sure she eats at dinner. She will need her energy. If she does not comply, you can have Milo feed her some thick nutrition." Her uncle said and both men chuckled. Then her uncle left Maia alone with the horse and she could hear the house door closing a minute after. "I am so grateful you involved me into this at the party." Todd Holler said. "You are a very beautiful and hot vixen." Maia did not fall for his flatter but tried to pull back until she hit the wall of the room. "I see you still have problems to adjust to the situation, but don't worry. If you do not resist, I will be gentle. If you resist it might be a bit harder for you." Maia did resist. She tried to get away from the horse and tried to wiggle out of his grip when he turned her on her belly. She did not have much of a chance. Mr. Holler was even stronger and bigger than her uncle and it took him only half a minute to fix her on the bed and slide his long and thick member, that was fully erect already, along her wet snatch and her stomach. Maia shuddered from the sheer size of the horse penis. She knew, or at least thought it happened, that Mr. Holler rimmed her before, but she could not believe he would fit. Without the heat she already discovered, that she was much tighter now and she feared that it would hurt a lot when the horse tried to rim her. She resisted, kicked, clenched her muscles, while Mr. Holler got his dick wet with her juices. She cried from the top of her lungs when the man finally pushed his thick member against her snatch. With her muscles locking up, she was even tighter and even he groaned from the pressure on his dick, when he pushed millimeter per millimeter into her. Her muscles quivered from the exhaustion of resisting and finally her pussy could not resist anymore. The pain and the hard pushes made her muscles relax, out of energy to clamp down any longer, and she felt herself being split apart from the thick member, which started to pump in and out with a fast pace. She begged, whined, wailed and cried to no avail. There was more pain than pleasure until her tunnel went numb and she felt him spurt and bloat her womb for the first time. She wondered how she could even fit him inside, but her body stretched around his member, that was about the same girth than her uncles knot, and she moaned when Mr. Holler flared inside her the second time, filling half her womb already with the tip of his member, and gushed in a new batch that bulged her belly painfully. At dinner she did not resist eating anymore. It seemed Milo was a bit embarrassed about his dad having the girl sitting on his lap. Half of his dick inside her while his tip pushed painfully at the end of her womb, and grunting while the girl, with a disgusted and exhausted look on her face, ate the dinner without any word. Her yaw finally did not hurt anymore and she chucked down the food trying to ignore the painful feeling inside her. She was too tired at this moment to fight Mr. Holler. At least he had her get some rest after every time he took her and it seemed he did not rim her when she fell asleep. In a way the horse was caring and loving more like a lover than a rapist that he was, but Maia could not warm up for him or stop resisting. Even though she knew it was useless, she prepared every ounce of her power when possible and tried to resist him, even after dinner, when Mr. Holler led her back to the bed and took her a last time before sleeping with her in his arms.