FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

The clock always seemed to go the slowest at this time… that last hour of the shift. The room was filled with the sounds of aggressive keystrokes being punched in one after the other, the conveyed message telling just how the much the furs working ‘loved’ their jobs. Monday was never the best day of the week, and this one, the last one of the month, was always the worst. All the extra paperwork he had to go through just to please his ever demanding boss.

The time ticked by, his fingers danced over the keys, filling out forms, adding up sales, printing out a few documents that needed signatures from the higher ups, all that ‘fun’ stuff. Eventually the projects he had completed were nicely piled on the far side of his desk, reclining the chair back as he pinched the base of his muzzle just under his eyes. He released and leaned his head back, closing his eyes with a soft slow sigh of relief.

‘If this job didn’t pay so well I would take my brother up on his offer and join his start-up company. At least there I could enjoy what I’d be doing.’ He thought, remembering walking into his brothers’ high end computer repair and refurbishing shop. The simple pleasure of the job are more what he did in his spare time for friends, doing it for the mere enjoyment of it with a bit of bonus cash coming in on the side. To do it for a living and make several times more than just a side business, which would be a dream come true. However, due to the joys of being divorced and losing the court battle, something she initiated after being the one who cheated, that wasn't a feasible option. This all came around due to him working too much to keep her spending habits in check, the cruel irony of her insatiability.

With how bad she took him to the cleaners in court, there was really no other way to describe it aside from being financially raped, yet it still somehow felt like an understatement. His ex-wife might as well have taken his fur with her, she took everything else. Even with the fairly large sum of money he was making, which was considerable compared to most of the other critters in the room. If he was lucky, he would be done paying it off in this lifetime. He felt he had been here long enough that there should have been at least a promotion, some kind of chance for progression involved with his stay and not just the bi-annual raise the company gave.

He closed his eyes and eased his chair back and forth, rubbing his temples. His eyes opened a moment to stare at the pile of completed projects then let them close again. He let out a soft sigh just in time to feel a tap on his shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts and back to the office space to see his supervisor standing over him, easing up his chair and turning it around to stand and look up at him. "Yes, Sir?"

“Nathan, can you come with me for a moment? The boss wants to have a word.” He wore a friendly smile, but Nathan had a feeling that it was not as good as he was being led to believe. Nathan turned and followed without a word, previous experience telling him that fewer words were the choice words. They walked past cubicle after cubicle, nearing the boss’s office. Perspiration began to form under the thin fur on his forehead without just cause, his worry masked by a practiced resting expression as he swallowed a little less delicately than he intended when the door opened.

“Ah, Nathan! Glad you could join us.” He looked at his boss and then to the striking female canine sitting in the seat on the opposite side of his desk. She wore a slim fitting black skirt that went just past the majority of her thighs and a slate gray blouse, the top three buttons undone and spread open. When she turned that little more the hint of a fiery red bra with black laced edges glowed like an informal ember in the shadows of the otherwise professional attire.

He ripped his gaze back to the employee who had brought him here, Gregory, his mind took a moment to remember his name before the boss's voice cut through his thoughts. “You can go now.” The boss stated as he gave a dismissive wave to his employee who left with a nod.

The room stood still for a moment before the boss, Richard, gestured with a paw. “Please, have a seat, Nathan.” Referring to the chair next to the gorgeous canine who stole his gaze earlier. He gingerly walked forward and took the seat, nervously straightening out his tie as he settled into the plush chair. Richard folded his paws in front of him in time with the click of the door, placing them on the desk as he looked at Nathan.

“Nathan, you’ve been with us for several years now. We’ve noticed your dedication to the company and your records speak for you. It’s quite impressive, compared to some of your other co-workers in the same time frame. That being said: we would like you to try your hand at working directly with one of our newest clients. Nathan, I would like to introduce you to Teagan Sendrick.”

She gave a smile that diminished any confidence he had built up, yet at the same time filled him with a stimulating sensation that made the back of his neck tingle. She stood, smooth and dignified, like someone who’s worked hard for what she has and does not shy away from letting it show.

Her figure was lean but filled out to avoid the stick figure model appearance, the profile of someone who took care of themselves and was keen on showing off the curves genetics had given her. She extended a long, slender fingered paw towards him in greeting. Nathan tried and failed to restrict his movements to something more professional but found he nearly sprung to his feet, taking her paw with a hurriedly recovered posture.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Miss Sendrick.”He lowered his paw back to his side after a few shakes, waiting for her to sit first before having a seat himself.

“You as well, Mr…” The sentence hung in the air, she crossed her leg over the other and turned her chair towards him just a little more until Nathan clued in a brief moment later.

“Apologies, I’m Nathan Crawberry.” His cheeks turned a light red under the thin white fur at his informal blunder.

“Well, Mr. Crawberry, I look forward to working with you in the near future.” She gave a mysterious smile which he couldn’t quite define, and it worried him in a way that nagged at the back of his mind.

“Teagan is going to be opening a new account here and I would like for you to manage it. Consider this to be a promotion on completion Mr. Crawberry. I believe I can even speak for the board when I say that I’m looking forward to your success.” Richard rose from his office chair and extended a paw towards Nathan, his dark red vulpine muzzle adorned with a very predatory grin, like he was looking forward to a meal and not a successful business deal. Of course with him, it may be considered to be one in the same.

Nathan’s ear twitched at the thought, the subtle action catching the attention of Teagan as she slowly stood. The pawshake ended between the two men just as she reached out and placed her paw on Nathans forearm, pulling it in her direction to encourage his attention.

“Richard, would you mind if I borrowed your associate to start discussing what I would like to do with that certain sum?” She rose from the chair with that fluid grace, her paw slipping up his arm as she moved around behind him. As her figured moved out of his field of view he could feel something soft brush against his back before she reappeared on the other side, her paw having moved just next to the nape of his neck with her thumb lightly resting on the base of his neck.

“Of course, Miss Sendrick. Feel free to go wherever you like, just keep in touch.” He smiled once more and pressed a button on the phone. “Gregory, would you kindly come and escort Miss Sendrick? She has urgent matters to attend to.” Moments later the doors opened and Gregory appeared through the crack, opening the gap wider and crossing a forearm past his midsection.

“This way if you please.” He cocked his head slightly as Teagan gave the back of Nathans’ neck a light caress with her thumb, his ears making a slight flicker at the feeling as his tail swayed.

“If you don’t mind Richard, I would appreciate if you would let Nathan walk me around the building. I’m assuming from the glowing recommendation you gave him that he is quite capable.” With that, Nathan looked from Teagan to his boss with a stunned look at her forward request and reveal of his boss's review of him. He stood there in a light stupor, unsure whether it was hearing that his boss had that many good things about him or if it was the way that Teagans’ thumb was still slowly moving on his neck.

“By all means, Miss Sendrick.” His smile returned as he caught a glimpse of Nathans expression. “Lead on, Nathan. This is your show now.” With that, Teagan smiled confidently, her paw gliding down his other arm to hook in the crease of his arm before turning him towards the door to lead him out. Nathan caught himself a half step in and followed in stride beside her, once outside, the doors closed behind them.

Nathan let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding, a slight shiver ran through him against Teagan as she moved a little closer to his arm. The feeling of her plush breast pressing against his shoulder made him feel a little more than uncomfortable in the middle of the office space.

“Nicely done, Nathan,” She cooed quietly, giving his arm a reassuring caress. “I think you handled yourself quite well in there for not knowing what you were getting yourself into.”

“Thanks…” His knees briefly shook beneath him as he took in a wavering deep breath. “I do have one question, Miss Sendrick. What did my boss say that made you choose me for your dealings here? I’ve been in this company for over six years and I have not done anything exceptionally praise worthy in this field to be mentionable, let alone preferred.” They slowly made their way back to his desk as they talked, grabbing a few things before making their way to the elevator.

“He said that you had a very good work ethic and had been here long enough that you would give your all to make a difference in the company. And I do enjoy such… charisma.” Her eyes had a certain gleam as she looked into his, holding the contact for a few moments before giving his arm a subtle pull into the side of her chest as they stepped into the elevator.

A few moments later the doors closed and the air in the small box seemed to feel a little closer, his body tensed a little as she pressed in, looking his small rodent body up and down with that same small smile and a gaze that could consume him. His nerves were a little on edge from the tension his mind was creating, the muscles under his skin twitching like a feral fight or flight instinct in the presence of a predator.

“What’s the matter, Nathan?” Her paw rubbed up and down the soft cloth of the arm of his suit, leaning closer to softly breathe the words over his neck causing his body to shiver from the warm air washing through his thin fur. “I can feel your tension through the muscles in your arm. I won’t bite… at least that hard.” As the last word escaped her mouth with an odd playful edge she leaned in and nipped the tender flesh of his neck, that lingering fight or flight response immediately kicked in with his arm sliding from her paw followed by a swift few steps to move away from her to the other side of the elevator.

“Miss Sendrick!" His eyes grew wide as his paw clasped his neck, heart immediately beginning to thrum is his chest while his back pressed to the elevator wall. His voice calmed just enough to regain an attempt at being professional after such an action. "Please… This is beginning to feel very unprofessional. I think that it would be best to keep the relationship between us-” A visible shudder ran though him as his eye lashes fluttered, his body processing the brief stimulation received as his hips shifted to subdue the early signs of his arousal while he finished his sentence. “Formal. If you don’t mind?”

“You just got out of a relationship didn’t you? You’re still tense and seem rather distant a lot of the time. I’m going to guess a marriage that went south and not in your favor… Am I right?” She leaned against the opposing wall of the elevator as the soft repeating ‘ping’ sound of the elevator dropped floor after floor of the large skyscraper, a confident yet understanding look on her face.

“Yes… My wife left me after five years of marriage and three years of dating because she found another “more suitable” fur that could take care of her needs better than I could. I also found out she had been with this other fur for almost six months before I caught her in our bed with him. Does being right give you a sense of satisfaction to go with the expression you're wearing?”

Her face didn’t flinch, if anything it softened while keeping solid eye contact. “You had no idea did you?” Her tone was soft as she spoke, looking at him with what appeared to be compassion spreading into her features.

“Not with how much I was working. I loved her with all my heart. So I worked nearly every day to keep her happy. It wasn’t until the end that I really saw that I was just living in a material and wealth maintained relationship. She just wanted me for the things I could supply her with and not for who I was. God, I was so naïve.” He looked to the floor of the elevator, paws gripping the hand-railing around the interior. “Apologies, Miss Sendrick… I-”

The door to the elevator opened to the main lobby and Nathan recovered himself almost instantly, his practiced barrier of a false face repositioning itself above everything else to show only the professional aspect of his life. He stood straight to keep from leaning against the wall and extended his paw closest to the doors, softly clearing his throat.

She sighed and placed a paw with a careful touch to his shoulder, gradually gliding the cupped paw to the crook of his neck. It moved with a delicate touch he had not felt in some time, wandering up his cheek, thumb running along the underside of his chin before the end of her thumb grazed over the corner of his lips and around to join her fingers. As she took one step towards the exit her fingertips left a tingling trail along the side of his neck and cheek, each step to follow added distance between them until she was standing outside the elevator.

“Don’t apologize for that Nathan. It’s not an easy thing to get over. Would you mind arranging a time for the meeting tomorrow?” She stood just outside the doors and looked back at him to wait for an answer.

“How does Noon sound?” He looked into her oddly compassionate eyes, his paw minutely twitching at his side as he fought the thoughts of deceit clawing at his mind.

“Lunch sounds good. I’ll pick you up at your place. Be ready and don’t worry about looking all formal in a suit. I prefer to keep most things as relaxed as I can make them.” She turned and walked away, Nathan irrevocably finding his eyes drawn to her sensuously swaying hips.

He muttered under his breath with a soft laugh of his own for a change. “I’m sure you do.”

“Oh, and one more thing, Nathan” She stopped and turned back halfway, that flash of red and black returning to her blouse. “Call me Teagan.”

He felt an expression cross his features he hadn’t felt in a while, a smile that was felt and not forced spread across his small mouse muzzle. “As you wish Mi-… Teagan.”

“Better.” She turned back and made her way out the front door of the building, stepping into the back seat of a blacked out car that pulled up as if on cue before it drove off.

The drive home seemed filled with thoughts of his first client, mixed emotions pushing the borders of his designated job. Thoughts he knew he shouldn’t have but they inevitably haunted him none-the-less. He arrived home and skipped dinner, heading right for the shower, taking off his suit and laying it on the bed in a semi-neat pile of clothes before walking into the bathroom. The reflection showed off the small unremarkable features of his white furred frame with his large expressive ears standing out, the pink flesh of the inside showing brightly.

His body was fit but not toned in any way, the fur and skin there without much for definition. His arms were thin like his legs but not to an unhealthy level, just enough to fill out his features without looking like he did any real fitness activities. His thin furless tail flicked from side to side as he leaned forward against the counter to inspect his reflection.

“What am I thinking?” He slapped his cheeks and turned to turn on the shower, hopping in and letting the hot water run through his fur and wash his stress away.

Noon came to fast for him, waking up late from the lack of an alarm. The sunlight made a small pool on the floor just under the window, illuminating the blank white walls enough for him to cover his head with the blanket and groan. As soon as the blanket settled he lifted it back up again just enough to see the clock, the blanket sent flying off a millisecond later with the little mouse running to his closet.

He rifled through his clothes and picked out a plain pair of light blue shorts and a white t-shirt with a slight ‘V’ neck, looking around his room once more before straightening up with a puzzled look on his face.

“Am I going to a meeting or a date?” The question didn’t need to be said out loud but it was heard by the room. He finished getting ready with a brush of his fur and teeth, having a little time to spare which was filled by odd tasks around the house until the time came for her arrival.

He took a deep breath and made his way to the front door, slipping on some sandals and locking the door before heading downstairs. He stepped out of the front door to his apartment and had to take a second take at the vehicle parked in front. A black stretch limo was gleaming in the noon day sun, light shimmering off the chrome features and glossy paint. As he approached the man standing by the back door opened it, revealing the cool dark space inside with Teagan sitting on the opposite side.

“Please, join me Mr. Crawberry.” With only a moment’s hesitation he slipped into the seat of the vehicle, the door being closed behind him as his sandals touched the floor mat.

“I thought you said this was to be an informal meeting.” His eyes hadn’t even rested on her yet; they were busy looking over the overly sophisticated interior of her limo.

“I had assumed attire consisting of such few clothes would have signified that.” She looked at him with such an amused expression, his gaze turned to her and locked with her eyes then gradually trailed down her barely covered body with eyes growing a little wider. She wore a shawl made of a sheer lavender fabric that covered her torso and draped over her lap, the dark tan colored bikini beneath stood out from her chestnut fur yet blended in with the creamy coffee color of her stomach fur. His lips parted as his jaw muscles went slack, catching himself after a moment and shook his head.

“My apologies, Miss S-“

“Teagan!” She interrupted. “I said you should call me Teagan.”

“Sorry… Teagan. I’m not used to people around me being so… easy going.” His ears flattened to his skull as he looked over at her, doing his best to retain eye contact.

“It’s quite alright, Nathan. I just got the impression yesterday that you could use a slightly less tense environment.” She reached off to the side and grabbed a unique looking bottle of what he guessed was a type of whisky. She then used two spread fingers to grab two small glasses from the cabinet and set them on the ledge beside her to pour two fingers worth into both, handing him one with that little smirk she used all too well.

“So, this is your attempt at creating a relaxing atmosphere? Swimwear, expensive liquor and a stretch limo? I think I might have felt less tense discussing business in front of the board of directors with how out of place I feel." He took the glass with a shy smile presented on his lips and let his eyes wander the vehicle once again, returning his gaze to her eyes while the A/C of the vehicle hardly managed to keep his temperature level stable.

“Don’t feel out of place. You were invited in and so you are right where you are supposed to be. Just think of this as the preliminaries to our business discussions and a time to take the edge of that tension you carry with you.” She swirled the dark liquid in her glass and brought it up to her muzzle, sniffing at the liquid as she leaned against the seat with the shawl parting slightly over her chest.

"I thought we were just having a casual business focused lunch?” He sloshed the dark liquid around his glass as he looked up at her, a smile spread across her muzzle as her glass was raised towards him. He reached his out and clinked his glass to hers, watching as her cup closed the distance to her lips, a small amount of the alcohol pouring in over her tongue.

“This is simply the travel time before the meeting. Now enjoy that drink, it’s over fifteen hundred dollars a bottle.” As she said that he was just taking a small sip, nearly choking on it as he covered his mouth, holding the glass a little ways from his face with wide eyes locked on the sloshing fluid. He cleared his throat and looked at her disbelievingly.

“Fifteen hundred dollars!?” He licked his lips, tasting the smooth and rich flavor left behind as he stared down at the glass. “Not really sure I should be drinking this… It’s half my paycheck in a bottle.” She laughed a full hearty laugh, taking another sip of the whisky.

“Don’t you worry about that, I have plenty more where this came from.” He sniffed the glass once before taking his first real sip, feeling the warmth flood down into his stomach as the car pulled to a light.

“So do you have a personal beach that we’re heading to as well for this ‘meeting’ of ours? Or did you wear that just to test my ability to maintain eye contact while talking business? If I didn’t know any better I would say this feels like you're trying to give me a hard time here.” He took another sip and gave her a half smile, the attempt to keep a lighter casual tone to the conversation evident.

“I have an area rented out down the way that we are going to, not personal, but private. However, if I am causing anything to feel ‘hard’ I would like to know so I can help change that.” Her gaze implied she knew how she worded that and he looked at her with his ears folding back, the fur of his cheeks gaining that same red tinge from yesterday.

“I’m… fine. Nothing that I can't handle.” He looked off to the side and took a slightly larger drink of the whisky, clearing his throat as he seemed to intently examine whatever was outside the window. A view of the ocean causing his ears to perk back up, varied species of furs all playing, tanning, and simply enjoying the beautiful day.

“Do you like the beach?” She asked, her voice sounding much closer.

“Yes… it's always been a favorite place for me. Just haven't been in a long while with how work is.” He spoke as if it was from memories filled with pleasant experiences. He turned his head to look back at her and found she had crawled up the seat towards him, one arm resting on the headrest of the seat behind him as the other rested on her thigh. She was leaning over his shoulder with her bikini clad bust greeting his eyes, chin over the side of his head as she looked down at him when his head turned. His eyes trailed along her neck to her chin before sitting back in his seat to look up at her as she moved back to her side of the limo, cheeks once again enflamed.

“Good place for making lasting memories, don’t you think? Seems fitting in that way to have your first business meeting with a client.” She smiled as he looked at her disbelievingly for the second time.

“I’ve heard of casual, but this is taking it a bit far don’t you think?” He motioned to the beach with a thumb as he said ‘this’ feeling the warmth of the alcohol stirring in his belly.

“Not at all, Nathan. Too far would have been going to the nude beach the next city over.” She drained the bottom of her glass, exhaling with a sound akin to a soft moan post swallow.

“Point taken.” His blush reaffirmed itself as he nodded, his mind unable to slow down his imagination from running through the notion. “I can’t really say it would have been an entirely bad option, farthest thing from business appropriate though. That said, it would have made talking shop a little-” He paused as he caught the creeping look of amusement becoming more visible on her muzzle, making him choose his next words wisely though the booze. “Let’s just say if I could manage to stay on topic with such distractions, I would have no problem with future clients.”

“You’ll be in good practice shedding your nerves in the future then.” She poured herself another drink and offered the bottle to him for more to which he shook his head. “There’s one thing you haven’t loosened up with yet.” Her eyebrow raised and she gave an emphasized slosh of the bottle towards him.

He sighed and extended his glass, giving her a disapproving look at her persistence as she poured some more into it with a triumphant smile. “Well in my defense, it is my first business meeting with a client and I never heard of a meeting with this level of casual anything." He took a small sip of the freshly refilled glass and let out a soft sigh. "It doesn't help that it's been a fair while since I’ve been able to just relax with such encouraging company.”

“Well then, this is good for you in several ways now isn’t it?” The car pulled to a stop in the parking lot, Teagans paw rested ready on the handle and pulled, stepping out of the car gracefully in time with the door swinging open. A few minutes later they were on a sunny, open area of the beach with a small shack for the essential needs, umbrella set up in the sand and a couple towels set out for them both by the driver. Nathan stared with a little awkwardness as he wasn’t used to having everything done for him, especially something as simple as putting out a beach towel.

They lay out on the towels in the shade of the set up area, a large bowl of fruits resting between the two of them in the sand with a tray of gourmet sandwiches laid out next to it. Nathan took a half sandwich after little encouragement from her, enjoying the taste considering the simple appearance of the tasty snack.

“Well than Nathan, should we get down to business?” She softly pushed the other half of a sandwich into her mouth and chewed quietly on the soft yet crunchy selected piece.

With a nod from him she laid out what she wanted, both of them negotiating and discussing the finer points of what would and wouldn’t work out. Almost an hour passed and Teagan seemed to be growing a little agitated with the rules of the company, the do’s and don’ts not adding up to the things she wanted her account to have the ability to do.

She attempted to navigate the potential loopholes and minute details for almost half an hour more, hiding her subtle but growing agitation better than he imagined possible till she stood up. At the moment it made no sense to him till she growled and snapped her fingers, the driver coming over to pick him up with shocking ease and took him into the open front of the small shack.

The area had four shower heads with a wall around the four stalls and in between each with a curtain for a door, to the side an open side with hooks and lockers. The driver pushed him against the back wall, effectively knocking the wind out of him to the point of seeing small stars in his vision as his head rolled back to look at the open ceiling with the exposed rafters. As his vision cleared Teagan came back into view, standing before him with a stance of authority and dominance not seen previously.

“Look here Nathan. I know that you’re trying to follow certain guidelines put in place by the company, but I know what you can do and I need you to do it for me. The options available in other companies don’t seem to compare to the best deal your company can make, I just want something a little better. Now I’m obviously not pressed for money, but the future potential of this plan far outweighs the other possibilities I could do with the same amount of money.”

The driver grabbed his wrists and lifted them over his head with them both in one large paw, holding his weight up for a moment before lowering him back to the ground on bowed legs. She moved closer beneath the large driver, stepping a foot between Nathan’s legs and sharply pressed her thigh against his groin. Her paws slipped up under his shirt to caress his bare fur, thigh subtly shifting against his concealed sheath as she spoke in a quiet voice laced in seductive tones.

“You know you can do what I’m asking. You simply don’t want to do it because you’re afraid of what might happen if they catch on to the subtle nuances of our deal. Don’t worry so much about that. It won’t come to that.” Her paws raked her claws through his fur as her muzzle hovered an inch from his neck, her hot breath washing over his sensitive skin. As her leg shifted again she looked at him with a smirk, looking down to confirm what she was feeling. A large bulge protruding in his shorts presented itself in her view, one of her paws trailed down his body en route to assess it closer as the other continued to caress his chest.

His voice came out in a ragged quiet voice, filled with embarrassment and defiance at her sudden change of demeanor. “I can’t and I won’t. There’s no way I can get you the account you want and you know it. Find yourself another patsy.”

She smile at him with a little giggle that injected a sense of worry in his mind. “Oh but Nathan. I like the idea of you being my patsy.” She took a step back and leaned against the nearest shower stall wall. “Cute word choice though.” She then looked to the driver still holding his paws and gave him a nod, her gaze returning to Nathan. The drivers other massive paw cupped the front of Nathan’s face, blocking most of the light from Nathans vision. He felt his head being pulled forward and then a sudden surge in the opposite direction. His head was slammed into the wall hard enough he blacked out, his wrists being released with his body sliding limply down the wall.

He awoke a few minutes later to the feeling of a dainty paw stroking his bare cock, the feeling forcing a groan out of him. He felt his arms were still raised above his head but they were sore now, strained as his wrists were bound with rope to hold his weight up. He looked up and realized they were tied to a rafter in the open ceiling. He gradually righted his feet to find it barely took the pressure off his wrists, effectively keeping them high in the air. His eyes lowered back down to see Teagan in front of him, both their bodies devoid of clothes as she stood there looking into his eyes with a dominance laced smirk.

“Well, it’s nice to see you awake again. Although I must say, I was enjoying you being unconscious with this in my hand. You make rather cute noises when you’re semi-conscious and being pleasured.” With that her palm rolled over the head of his pre leaking length, eliciting a soft moan from him as his hips shifted.

“Teagan, what are you doing? Stop-” His voice halted as she pressed her nose into his neck and took a deep inhale of his scent, his head instinctively leaning back to try and get away but only exposing more. Her mouth neared and parted with a quiet feral growl a moment before her teeth pressed down through his fur to his skin, scraping along the tender flesh. His hips bucked his length into her hand as he let out a louder moan than intended, biting his bottom lip to silence himself. “T-Teagan, stop! Please! Uhnn-”

Her lips grazed down his neck, kissing a soft trail along his collar bone, chest, stomach, and just above his groin before going under his length and licked up along his hard shaft to the head. She slid her nose along the underside of his length and licked his balls, looking past the twitching length over her face to his eyes as they opened once again to look down at her.

“Just stop… I can’t do what you ask…” With that he watched her tongue slip from her muzzle and hook one of his balls, pulling it onto her mouth to softly suck on the furry orb. She pulled back in a gradual motion until it came free with a pop, lolling her tongue out again to drag it at a teasing pace along the underside of his cock until her open maw was even with the head of his cock and watched as she took it into her mouth. He bit his bottom lip as she sealed hers around the pulsing meat between his legs, more and more of his length slipping into her muzzle before pulling out and slipping back in.

His hands strained to reach down from their bonds and only succeeded in lifting him slightly which pushed him deeper into her maw, the rope holding fast as his body writhed from the pleasure of her moan at his actions. Small beads of pre leaked from the head of his length onto her tongue with each pulse of his ensnared cock, her paw reached up between his legs to caress and rub his pent up furry orbs. She reached up with her other hand and raked her canine claws through the thin fur of his chest, red lines visible in their wake as his body writhed from the pleasurable pain.

“Oh, god! Teagan, no~. I-” His voice suddenly seemed to be cut from his throat, replaced by a lustful moan, hips thrusting forward, cock shoving deep into her throat as it throbbed a moment before his balls pent up load gushed down her throat. One thick spurt of cum fired into her throat before she pulled back and let the rest blow all over her face and bare breasts, mouth open and tongue out towards the cock she seemed to so badly want to please.

She gradually stood up and pressed her lips to his neck once again, softly nipping and breathing over the sensitive skin as her body pressed against his. His lips parted with soft steady moans going in time with the constant teasing, his cock barely softening before the arousal began working him back to full mast. Her steady attention caused the stiffening length to slip up between her thighs with the tip pulsing just beneath her wet pussy lips.

“Nathan, your body seems to want something of mine. I’m not sure if your delicious cock should get what it wants just yet.” Her hips rolled forward till they met his, the tip of his concealed length barely visible from behind beneath her firm round ass cheeks. Her body followed and her plush breasts mashed against his chest, sharing his load from earlier from her fur to his. Her paws encircled his torso and slid down his sides, wandering down to his lower back and then over his petite ass to grip it.

Her hips began to move back and forth in a steady teasing rhythm, using her thighs to stroke his cock as she squeezed his ass toward her to push his hips into each motion. She kept her body low enough the top side of his cock steadily rubbed against her moist pussy lips to help lube his cocks journey through her gap with his residual cum. She could feel his cock twitching between her soft thighs as its oversensitive skin was surrounded by fur and flesh, her teeth nipping the lobe of his ear as she felt tip barely protruding between her ass cheeks each time their hips met.

His body twitched at being used and stimulated, his mouth exhuming a moan each time she pressed against him, he felt her lowering her body just that little more to put more pressure on her pussy with every stroke between her thighs. She slowed and lifted her left leg to press her knee against the wall by his side, she stood up fully and let the tip alone part her netherlips to tease at her entrance with the perfect pressure as it twitched.

“What do you think, Nathan? Should I give this twitching rod of yours somewhere nice and warm to stretch open and fill?” Each slow rock of her hips teased his pre-leaking tip over her clit and against her entrance, a soft wet sound audible each time it was denied entry to her depths.

“I think… this is rape.” His pleasure drunk eyes locked with hers, barely containing himself for a few mere moments before shuddering from the lingering pleasure coursing through his body. His eyes closed as he gritted his teeth in frustration, the lack of options available to what happened to his body a pleasurable torture and mentally offensive at the same time.

She smiled at his lack of control as she felt the twitching cock pulsing harder against her hole, pressing down that little more to feel the tip barely spread her open for the following length. Her hips gyrated with a practiced skill to tease him further, her maw opened and fastened to the nape of his neck as she allowed the first few inches of his shaft to sink into her hot encompassing depths.

A slightly louder moan sounded from him in contradiction to his earlier defiance, causing a slight smile to tug at the corner of her lips while she rode only the length she allowed inside her. The mouse was far from the largest she had enjoyed, but the honesty of his body made the feeling of each inch she granted entry so much better. Her hips gradually worked more and more of his needy length into her to until she met the base, making her hips gyrate at a steady pace as she continue to tease him in other ways while his rod shifted around inside her. She released his neck and let out a soft drawn out moan by his ear, licking the inside of the large lobe before quietly whispering into it.

“You have such a nice sized cock for a little mouse. I love how honest your body is. Feeling you twitch inside me tells me just how much you needed this.” She stopped talking a moment as she began rolling her hips just right to stimulate herself, letting out another soft moan. “Feels like you’re ready for more. Like you desire, more.”

With that she began to slowly rise until only the tip remained inside, swiftly followed by a downward thrust to pound his unprepared length back inside her. She let out a soft cry of pleasure at the feeling of the base pressing against her clit while his length fully impaled her. Her hips rolled a couple more times before she lifted again and began a pleasurable rhythm of riding the little mouse into the wall, her paws gripping his shoulders and using him to gradually increase the intensity.

Nathan was torn between heaven and hell, having not felt this in what seemed like so long was near euphoric bliss and at the same time he knew how wrong it was for him to be enjoying what was being done to him against his will. He realized he was now involuntarily thrusting to stimulate his length in opposing motions of her hips, plunging his oversensitive length into her over and over again with a growling lust for the peak of pleasure while a small amount of drool trailed from the corner of his mouth.

His head was leaned back and his lips parted with silent pleasure till she leaned in and bit his neck again to draw out his moan, his hips bucked hard into her, shoving his entire length up inside the wet hole that was riding him. The silence was broken from the bite with an irresistible cry that nearly made her ear ring, her head rising slightly to whisper in his flattened flushed ears.

“I do believe the little mouse is enjoying this more than he’s admitting.” Her hips movements became more aggressive and slammed down several times, roughly taking his entire length inside her from tip to base. She could feel him swelling up inside her with every downward motion, quite enjoying the feeling of the thick length stretching her that little bit more. “That’s it. Cum for me little mousy! I’m not going to stop until I feel that hot seed of yours.”

His eyes shut tight, legs quivering, trying to ignore her seductive goading as she continued to ride him, feeling it all come out before feeling it slide back in with ease into the tight embrace of her cunny from the amount of combined slick juices. She was moaning softly now, her hands on his shoulders as she leaned her head back and bit her bottom lip, and started riding him faster. The feeling of her inner walls gripping his cock a little more with each motion pushed him closer with every plunge, feeling her arms slipping around his back to grip his shoulders from behind while her claws dug in.

The edging pleasure was hard enough to hold back with the feeling of her love tunnel tightening around his length, every press of her claws into his skin drove him closer to the edge. His hips thrust up to meet hers time and time again as if he was being controlled, his tail coiling around her raised thigh. His lips silently parted as she moaned loud enough for the both of them, her pussy getting tighter with each passing moment around his throbbing cock.

He felt it approaching; an unavoidable tidal wave of pleasure about to crash through his mind, one final downward thrust of her hips released it. Her inner walls quivered around his pulsing cock as it milked his balls for all they would give as she came with him. Her hips rolled to shift his twitching cock around inside her encouraging muscles as each pulse filled her with his seed, coaxing spurt after spurt to shoot up into her quivering hole.

She leaned against him, pressing her cum spattered breasts against his chest with her chin resting on his shoulder, the side of her muzzle nuzzled into his neck while her paws caressed his claw marked shoulders. Heavy breathing and occasional coos of pleasure escaped her lips as they relaxed in the euphoric afterglow of their orgasms, his hips moved slightly to shift the oversensitive length around inside her thoroughly bred hole.

Their chests heaved against the others’ for several more moments, her head lifting off his shoulder to look him in the eyes. She moved a paw from his shoulder to cup his chin and have him look back at her, pressing her lips to his in a soft moan filled kiss. Her lips felt warm and soft in the moments they were there and then they left his and she rose from his length, watching it slip out as his cum drained from her filled hole and ran down her inner thighs as she took a few steps back to look at him. His cock was still semi-hard, his wrists raw from trying to struggle out of the bonds, head leaning back against the wall as he continued to catch his breath.

“Well Nathan. I think the negotiations went well.” She crossed her arms under her breasts and looked at him with that smirk.

“What do you mean, ‘went well’?” He asked, still out of breath as he lowered his head to look at her, knees shaking under him. He watched as she raised a paw into the air and snapped her fingers with a smile.

“Come on out boys!” As she called out he noticed a hole open up in the wall behind her, one beside him and heard someone moving in the stall next to him. Three men came into view all holding cameras, letting them hang next to them as they looked at the completely spent mouse hanging from the ceiling.

“What is all this?” Nathan asked, looking around, suddenly a little more than embarrassed about his nude body.

“Let’s just say it’s a little insurance to get my deal to go through how I want it to.” She smirked and stared into his eyes with a victorious glare. “Never know what could happen with a video like this.”

“You wouldn’t! You set me up?!” He lowered his head and tugged at the bonds around his sore wrists, gritting his teeth before giving up and slumping down to hang by them, ignoring the pain as the rope dug back in, hanging his head in utter defeat.

“Well, yeah? Didn’t you think it was a little odd that this is what I decided to do with you? I asked to take you somewhere instead of keeping things the way they should be, in an office building. You went with it. You were so accommodating in some ways. Just not in all the ways I needed you to be.” Her words carried venom that affected him deeply; his hands going numb from the lack of blood flow as he hung there limp feeling completely incompetent. He could only think that it served him right for not following the rules, not that he would get a chance to redeem himself considering the repercussions of the actions if he was caught doing what he would have to do.

“I thought you were different. But you’re just another rich self-entitled fur. Doing whatever you have to in order to get what you want. You have no compassion for whom you hurt or how it affects them. You’re so selfish.” He lifted his head at that. Looking her in the eyes. “The worst part is that it’s either going to work out for you and I’m going to get fired. Or it’s not going to work out for you… and I still get fired.”

“Don’t be too hard on yourself, hon. I may have done this once or twice before. You didn’t really have a chance with this being your first run.” She walked forward and gently cupped his chin in her hand, stroking the side of it with her thumb.

He jerked his chin to the side and out of her grasp. “Whatever! Just let me go and give me back my clothes. You’ll have your answer within the week. I’ll try and bypass all the authentication processes it normally goes through to get you what you want. If I do it right and maintain it personally I may be able to hide the paper trail.” He looked back at her with a deep remorse in his eyes, hating himself for being so completely naive. Her paw moved back up and patted his cheek again.

“Good boy!” She looked to one of the camera guys and nodded. The slightly heavy set buck moved up to him and undid the rope with little difficulty, Nathan’s useless legs buckling under him as Teagan knelt next to him and dropped his clothes in his lap with a delicate kiss to his forehead. “Good luck with life Nathan, and thanks for the ride. I hope you at the very least enjoyed that part of this business venture. That said, I might have an alternate job for you if you lose this one.” Teagan and her entourage left the small building and made their way around, leaving him alone.

One of his paws rested on his clothes while he used the other against wall to help himself up on unsteady legs, slipping on his shirt followed by his underwear and shorts in slow succession. He leaned back against the wall and listened as Teagan’s limo drove up. He gradually made his way out of the building and around the wall to look just as the door was opened for her. She looked back at him with a little wink before getting in, swishing her tail at him as she got in the car with the three males. He watched as the driver held the door, his gaze eventually turning towards Nathan as he heard Teagan’s voice from inside the car.

“I’m not going to just leave you here. You want a lift back or are you going to hoof it?” He shook his head and leaned against the wall to his side as he thought about how far he was from home, looking up at the cloudless sky a moment before closing his eyes with a single word quietly escaping his lips that carried all his frustration. "Fuck..." With that he took one step after another while rubbing his sore wrists, his pride bruised and his mind running with how he was going to manage to pull off what she wanted.