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It's almost distracting me driving, as she pulls off her panties on the passenger seat. I focus on the motorway as my little vixen girl takes off the last piece of her clothing. It was not much to begin with, and that was also just fine.

She folds up her knickers and bra, the short skirt and the top, they all go into a small lockbox. For her, I have packed no other clothes. The box won't be opened until we're back home.

I've seen my vixen toy naked a lot of times before. I can make her take her clothes off whenever I want, with even just a short text message. I would send her "strip" at any time of the day and a few minutes later I get nude pictures.

But that doesn't mean seeing her naked form doesn't still excite me. Snow white fur, bushy tail, small tits, cute hips. Wide amber eyes and a cute smile, and the pink collar. Of course, the collar would stay on.

This summer, you can't really travel very far, but it suits me. You can find amazing deals. So I rented out a small hut, lonely and a bit off other places. It's not in the middle of nowhere, as such things are hard to come by in this country, but pretty lonely. And quite some drive.

As much as the temptation was there, I would not ask my nude vixen to give me blowjob while driving. It sounds very sexy on paper, but when you make almost a hundred on a motorway, being distracted like that would be very unsafe.

However, I can hear her sit uncomfortably. I reach over to pet her head a little. The tiny box with her clothes is already in the glove box - and she knows it won't be taken out until we're back home. I was very clear on that.

On the opportunity, I pull off the road for a bathroom stop. Not for me, but for my vixen. She wouldn't say, but I can tell. I choose a spot a little off and pull in. I smile over to her. "There's a patch of grass over there," I say. "You have two minutes."

She just stares at me. It's something I haven't made her do before. She is naked, and I ask her to go out and just...

"There's still over an hour to go." I lean over. "And I won't allow you to use the bathroom there either."

You have to keep slaves on their toes, change the rules on them, move the goalposts. Because if you don't, they try to do it. Become sloppy and try to stretch the regulations. A good owner makes it clear that rules are not only set to be followed, but that he can change and expand them whenever he likes.

She unfastens her seatbelt and slips out of the car. I watch her, leaning on the steering wheel, as she tries to keep low when she walks to the exposed bit of soil. She squats down and looks at me. I give her a thumbs up.

The little vixen did good in her finals this semester. Much better than the first one, where I had only had her for a month. Training and strict discipline worked in her favour, her studies improved and she also became a perfect fuck toy.

Little does she know, I want to train her to be more than just a toy for sex. A pet and a servant. I can see her face glowing red through the fur as she relieves herself while squatting down in the open. There's a few people seeing her, for sure. I smile.

"Get me a water from the back, girl," I command her as she wants to quickly get back into the car. To her credit, she does obey without any protest and walks out there with her fully nude body on display. I want her to become very used to the feeling of being nude and being watched.

As she returns, I can see her tail between her legs, hiding the cute little slit. She takes a tissue and cleans herself up.

"What's with the dirty look, girl? You do know that you're supposed to show that you're my property."

"Yes, sir," she says and straps the seatbelt back in.

As the car moves on towards our destination, I wonder if she will use the safeword on me this time. She hasn't used it in months, and I've become accustomed to just using her in any way I wish. And the last time she had to stop it was because I had made her ass glow red from spanking that she needed a break.

Little vixen enjoys being humiliated, in public even more so. Being reprimanded in front of strangers - or even better, in front of friends. Being called names and having to explain what the collar means and why I wasn't using her name but just a bunch of derogatory terms. Makes her blush and makes her feel tingly between those perfect legs.

Another hour on the road and a bit of confusion later, I can finally pull up the car by the lake. It's still a bit of a way to the hut and I have my vixen lead the way with the bags while I pick up the keys.

As I join her, she is already kneeling by the door. I gently scratch under her chin and smile. "Good girl." I unlock the door to the little hut and hook her collar to keep her from moving.

"No phone. No clothes. No exceptions."

She slowly nods and shifts uneasily. "Yes, sir. I understand the rules."

I pull a little on that collar. "Also, you can get used to peeing outside. Toilets are for real people, not dirty little sluts like you."

She looks up to be with her big eyes. She looks a little bit hurt. Something I haven't yet set her to do. After a long moment of hesitation, she nods. "I understand, sir. Rubbish sluts like me do not deserve to use the toilet."

That impressed me a little. I expected either silence or protest from her. This little vixen is just full of secret kinks, and it seems I just discovered another. "All right. Let's set ourselves up."

It's nice to stretch and enjoy the warm summer air after being stuck in a car for hours. The summer is going to be as hot as the prior ones, but I hope I picked out some bearable days. However, there's always the lake nearby.

The hut is just that. It's a camper's dream, a single room with some cupboards, wardrobe and a cooking stove, as well as a single wide bed. It's all very neat and clean. I check the side room and am surprised to find a tiled bathroom with shower.

My vixen unpacks the bags for me, fills the wardrobe with my clothes and sets the arrangement of sex toys on the cupboard - straps, gags, plugs, dildos and vibrators. Not a whole lot, but enough to play with my toy whenever the mood strikes.

Gently I pet over her head and between the ears before hugging her from behind. One hand cups her breast and squeezes it, the other runs immediately between her legs. Slightly moist, as so often.

"I'm so lucky to own a pet like you," I whisper into her ear while I roll one of her nipples between my middle and ring finger.

My left hand explores her nethers while I listen to her cute moans. It's so easy to get her excited and flustered. I touched her a thousand times and she still reacts to my attention all the same.

Spreading her lower lips and massaging her crotch softly, I nibble on her ear. Her tail wags against me while I play around with her chest.

Just a few minutes, until I can hear her needy groans and her hips starting to roll against my touch. She doesn't say a word, but signals to me how much she needs my touch.

So naturally I retreat my hands and kiss her cheek. I move fingers to her lips, have her lick up her own juices, before washing up in the bathroom.

Glancing back, she just stands in the middle of the room, still panting and wet. She knows she is not allowed to finish the job herself. She knows she's just a plaything for me, and I'll do with her body as I please.

"You told me before how you're looking forward to taking a swim at the lake. Now that your chores are done, why don't you go?" I give her a smile. "I'll prepare some lunch."

Her face lights up a little, and she smiles at me. I give her chin a little skritch before I watch her grab some towels and run off to jump into the warm lake water. Never been much of a fan of public swimming, but I enjoy watching naked girls have a skinny dip, always.

But for now, I focus on cooking up some rice and veggies. I do most of the cooking. It's not like I wouldn't trust my little vixen with that, but she already does a lot of chores plus her studies, and has to focus on pleasuring me. That's a lot to do already, even if she is a slave. I don't mind providing the food.

After preparing the rice bowls, I carry them out and watch her swimming. I sit in the grass by a blanket and set the tray down. While she is enjoying herself, I open up the zipper of my shorts.

Watching my naked vixen makes my little friend wake up, as always. While I tease her, she teases me by just existing. I take out my already semi-erect member and keep on watching her while I start to slowly rub myself, just to get myself nicely hard.

Like a summoning call, my vixen must have seen it from the corner of her eyes while swimming. She rises out of the lake and talks over, grabbing a towel, to start dying off. With her fur all wet and matted down, I can truly appreciate what a slender little fox she is.

The vixen tilts her head at me. "Does my owner require his slut to help out?"

With my hand wrapped around my member, rubbing harder, up and down my length, I chuckle at her. "You just stand there, slave."

I see her biting her lower lip, slightly uncomfortable. She did not just ask out of politeness or because she feels it is her duty. Little vixen loves my cock and will take any opportunity to worship it. But me telling her to stand and watch me to rub one out on her makes her hands clench a little.

With the help of seeing her body, the white fur slightly damp and still matted down, it helps me get over the edge. I quickly lean forwards and pick up one of the rice bowls. A small unmanly groan later, my seed spurts out in thick ropes all over the rice and veggies. It's not easy to ensure it all lands, but I manage.

Breathing heavily, I motion for my vixen to kneel right there. "Just providing a little sauce for you," I say with a wink. She stares at her food, coated with my semen.

Another new little thing. She is a good little cumslut and never objected to being decorated or being told to swallow every little drop. But so far, I never outright came on her food. I push the bowl over to her.

"Thank you, sir," she says eventually. "Looks delicious."

Grinning again, I coat my bowl with copious amounts of sriracha. My flaccid member quickly is put back into my shorts, I don't want it anywhere near that, as delicious as it is. I see my vixen doesn't hesitate to dig in.

The sun is slowly setting and while it's slowly getting darker, I can see the lights of other huts all around the lake. I wonder if they all have such cute slaves like mine. For the evening, I lounge in a fold-up chair by the shed, reading a novel. I just love my six hundred page fantasy novels - if they have a bit of slavery and lewdness in there, the better.

My little vixen girl is tasked with playing with my cock while I read. I can't have her just sit idly, she might start to get bored or fidget around. Her phone is left at home, I only brought a dumbphone for emergencies. So she kneels between my spread legs and licks over my cock.

On times like this, she is tasked with tending to my member - but not make me cum, or even distract me. So she only licks softly, trying to make no noise while she gently suckles on my tip. Moving up and down on my length but taking breaks when it seems I get too excited.

It's delicate work and her mastering it required months of hard training. She knows she will be punished hard and painfully when she makes me cum without me telling her to. That is a bit of power, she could make me orgasm, but is not allowed to. And as she got better and better at worshipping my cock, the punishment for failing got more severe.

With her arms tied up behind her and a little plug up her arse, she has to do nothing else but kneel and worship my cock. It must have been almost one and a half hours of her just licking and suckling before I just get too tired to continue reading. It happens slowly and at one point you start reading the same paragraph over and over without really comprehending the content.

So I just put in the bookmark and grab my vixen's head. Without a warning I force my full length inside her, my cock down her throat. She shivers and holds still while I thrust into her face a few times before my seed is shot right inside her.

As I stand up she quickly licks my member clean, swallowing up every drop of my seed and sits up in her kneeling position. Some time in the afternoon, I had attached the leash to her collar. I lead her towards the hut.

The leash is tied up by the door. I check that there's enough give in it so she can move around a bit. The night air is warm and the sky is clear. She kneels and looks up to me.

I just grin. "Sorry, no pets in the house until they're house broken," I tell her and laugh a bit, petting her head. "Little slave will spend the night outside under the stars."

Admittedly, her sad look made me feel a little pity for the slave vixen. But she is dedicated to me, and we often affirmed: She will accept my commands. I can do with her as I please. But of course, I check that her bindings are loose and safe to leave her for the night.

After petting my naked vixen, I leave her and close the door. Leaving her to curl up naked on the soil, like a good little pet, just the crickets as her company.