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Cell Seduction For Catsithx By Draconicon

Being a fox in prison got you a fair bit of suspicion and attention from the guards. Being a kitsune got you a fair bit more. Victor was pretty sure it was the tails. If a one-tailed fox was a serious problem, then a three-tailed fox was a lot worse.

He sat at the edge of his bed in his prison cell while his sergal guard got to work tossing the place. He ducked here and there, dodging his few possessions as they were thrown through the air, all while taking his time to admire the guard from behind.

Sylin, as she was called, had a hell of an ass. Victor wasn't usually an ass-kitsune, but he had to admit that he enjoyed looking at hers. Particularly in those tight pants. They seemed to cup the cheeks just perfectly, showing off the way that they flexed, the way that they might move if he was lucky enough to ever get behind her.

He sighed, smiling as he leaned his head on his fist.

"You know, we could make beautiful babies together."

"Yeah, shut it. I don't like being here."

"Well, I love having you here, particularly when you're bent over like that," Victor said with a smile.

The sergal rolled her eyes, but was quick to get back to work, throwing his stuff back where it belonged before searching behind the toilet. The kitsune shook his head, waving his tails around behind him as he fondled himself through his orange jumpsuit.

Oh, the things I wish I could do. That ass of yours is lovely, but there's something else even better...

The tight pants of her prison guard uniform showed something else all the more clearly. Not a camel toe, the way that some might expect, but a thick, heavy cock that was tucked back between her legs. Just as much as he lusted for her ass, Victor lusted for that, as well. The idea of feeling it between his legs...

Well, he had to hide a little shiver just thinking about it.

The sergal paused, though, and then slowly pulled her head back from behind the toilet seat.

"Victor?"

"Hmm?"

"Are you seriously this stupid?"

"What are you talking about?"

"I mean this."

She pulled up a shiv from behind the toilet. It wasn't much of one, barely more than a plastic knife that had been filed down again and again to make a one-use blade, but it was better than some.

He smiled at her, shrugging.

"Oh, I hardly think that I would be stupid enough to put something like that back there. Perhaps you are just looking for a way to get me in trouble."

"That would be a first."

Sylin stood up, shaking her head as she held the shiv up. Victor waited, knowing that there had to be more to this.

"You know, having weapons in your cell is a one-way trip to solitary unless you got a good lawyer," she said.

"Oh, no, whatever will I do..."

"You won't be seeing me anymore."

Victor blinked, slowly looking from her to the shiv, and then from the shiv to her face.

"You wouldn't."

"Oh, you bet I would. After all the commentary about my ass and making babies? You damn well bet I would."

"But...but..."

He gasped, shaking his head, clutching at his heart.

"Oh, you would deny me the sight of you? The wonderful visage of the finest guard, you would deny my poor heart the one joy that it has in this bleak place?"

"Cut the crap, you asshole."

She pocketed the shiv, then reached down to her crotch. He'd seldom seen her play with herself down there, but he knew the signs of a herm reaching for her cock. He knew the signs of it getting hard, too, pushing down at the front of her pants and threatening to push forward, show itself off.

"You know. I keep teaching you lessons. I keep putting up with your bullshit, but you keep pulling the same old tricks."

"It's called having a personality, dear."

"It's called being an annoying little shit. So, here's what we're gonna do. I'm going to give you a choice."

"Hmm?"

"Either you're going straight to solitary for this -"

"Pass."

"Or I fuck you against the bars right here and now."

Against the bars. That would be a new position for him. Not to mention that it would be just what he wanted. The kitsune slowly nodded, his tails swaying a bit as he got up from the bed. He walked across the cell, leaning his hands against the bar and pushing his ass back out towards her.

"I suppose that I have no choice."

"Heh, you have plenty of choice."

Zzzzzzzzzzzzip.

"Just none that you like."

And that was just what he wanted to hear.

Victor put on a playful whimper as he swayed his ass from side to side, feeling the sergal's hands grabbing hold of his hips. She was rough, of course, and that was also what he wanted. He liked feeling her angry. He liked having her all pissed off, wanting to rip him limb from limbs.

It made this all the better.

He gasped as she ripped a hole in the back of his jumpsuit, pulling his underwear open and exposing his ass. The fox's cock was soon pointed forward in his own arousal, his hands pushed through the bars and handcuffed on the other side.

"Just so you don't try anything stupid..."

Sylin's cock was right between his ass cheeks. The sergal herm was just about to fuck him, and he couldn't wait to feel her inside of him. He just hoped that his whimpers were more scared-sounding than horny.

Because he was fucking horny.

The first thrust was as rough as he expected, and just as good as he had wanted for that. His lips pressed together tightly, stifling the whimper of pleasure that came from feeling that fat cock stroking across his prostate. His hands curled into fists, and his eyes closed tightly as he felt her working her way deeper.

Thrust, thrust, thrust, his asshole burning from the friction as she went deeper, feeling her hands clutching at his hips hard enough for the claws to leave little red marks through the fur. Her breath was hot against his neck, and he could hear her growling.

"You wanted to fuck, you little shit? Well, get ready to get fucked."

And she fucked. Oh, she fucked.

Victor had to focus almost entirely on his breathing, on the way that his mouth was clenched up tight. He needed it to stay shut, needed to keep from panting and yipping and moaning the way that he wanted. The feeling of her cock deep in his hole, the way that it was hitting every button he had, was amazing.

In and out, in and out, always feeling her yanking him back as much as she was shoving herself into him. Her fur caressed his ass, and her hips beat it. In and out, in and out, that thick cock giving him what he had been craving.

His own erection throbbed and rubbed against the inside of his underwear, oozing pre through it and leaving a dark spot in his prison jumpsuit. It'd mark him as a bitch for everyone that cared to take a look later, but damn, it felt good.

As his cock bobbed up and down in its slimy cloth prison, she was using his ass like it was nothing but a fleshlight. She was filling him up and emptying him out, pulling herself in and out for the full length of her cock with every thrust. His mouth hung open, whimpers and yips of pleasured-pain escaping him.

"Heh, is that what you really are, huh? Nothing but a bitch? Well, you better be a good bitch from now on, if you want to avoid getting sent to solitary. If I find even one more thing, I swear, I'm not going to be so nice."

"Oooooh...I get it...I under - ah! - understand, Sylin!"

She sped up after that, fucking him right up against the bars, his cheek aching from where he was pressed against it. In and out, in and out, and in...

The heat that spread through his lower regions felt amazing, and he wasn't sure if he came or not. He had been oozing enough pre to keep from being sure about that, but it smelled like he might have cum.

Sylin pulled out of him, the wet squelch sound of her cock leaving his ass making him shiver. The handcuffs came off, and he collapsed to the floor. He didn't even move as she left the cell, shutting the door with a slamming bang.

The kitsune looked up at the ceiling of his cell, smiling.

How much further can I push her? I bet I can get her even rougher next time if I have some drugs in here...

The End