Paying One's (Bodily) Dues

Story by draconicon on SoFurry

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#1 of Feline Addiction

A down-on-her-luck kitsune goes for a loan to feed her gambling addiction. Unfortunately, she's already taken one loan out, and she needs to find a way to pay that back first.

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Paying One's (Bodily) Dues

For Catsithx

By Draconicon

If any other kitsune had seen her, Sakura would have felt a wash of humiliation. Not that they would have known what she was doing, or why she was hunched over and sneaking towards the apartment building on the north side of Uptown. They'd have assumed that she was on her way to see a secret lover, and gossip-lovers as most kitsune were, they would have been content with that, waiting to press her for details until after her rendezvous so that it could be as juicy a story as possible.

If it had been that simple, if she had been that little in trouble, Sakura would have been grateful. She wrapped her nine tails further around herself under her coat, crossing the street and entering the apartment building.

The lobby was empty, as it usually was after nine PM. She knew that it sometimes filled up with 'workers' heading out after midnight, but hopefully she would be able to avoid that. Kain didn't usually keep her too late, and she hoped that it would be the same again tonight. Just another business deal, just another time where they could...well, hopefully, just get this done and over with.

Just one more time. I can win it all back after this...

That was what she kept telling herself, but she didn't know if she could believe it again. She'd gone back to the casino again and again trying to get her luck to change, but she had already lost almost three-hundred-thousand on the machines and tables. And here she was, looking for a loan not to pay off bills, but to go back and try and earn the whole thing back again. What the hell was wrong with her?

Whatever it was, it hadn't been enough to make her stop. It hadn't been enough to keep her from selling the dress off her back at the tables for more money, and it hadn't stopped her from taking a loan from the black cat last week in hopes of getting it back. And it wasn't stopping her from trying to get another one now.

She rode the elevator to the top floor, where the penthouses awaited her. She knew the route, walking down the carpeted, gold-lined halls, avoiding the stares of the heads and busts along the wall. Nothing there for her but judgment and shame, and she was trying somewhat to avoid further doses of it.

Finally, she reached his door. She knocked once, lifted to knock a second time, and the door opened before she could.

"...Again?" Kain asked, his eyes narrowing at her, making them look like little points of light on a sheet of night.

"Just one more time," She insisted, her lavender fur poking out of her coat. "I'm this close. The luck's about to turn."

"You said that last time."

"I'm closer this time. I can feel it."

"You're bullshitting me."

"No, no, I swear. One more time, and I'll pay you back everything plus interest."

"Not enough this time, Sakura."

She bit her lips. She knew that this had been a risk, but she hadn't thought that he'd cut her off after just one loan going back. Everyone else had given her at least three before her charms ran out. But she couldn't stop. Just one more loan, she was sure, completely sure of it this time.

Before she could ask him what it would take, he looked her up and down, then pulled the door the rest of the way open. She took the unspoken invitation, stepping inside. The door shut quickly, clicking shut.

"What'll it take for - hey!"

She yelped as he yanked her coat from her body, leaving her completely naked. Her cheeks burned as she turned around, facing the rich cat. She opened her mouth -

"No. Don't even speak."

Oh. She hadn't expected this. The cat had been kind last time, almost too nice, and had been patient with her and her addiction. She had expected to find that again, not this stranger that was glaring at her and threatening her as she stood there, naked as could be. Her arms were wrapped her chest, her tails around her waist to cover her sex, but his eyes stared at her with an intensity that made her feel completely exposed.

"If you want more, I might be able to make that happen. Might," he said, holding up a finger to keep her quiet. "But if I'm going to do that, then you are going to give me something. Collateral. You are going to make sure that I want to give you that loan."

Her eyes slowly drifted down, looking at his crotch. As she had half-expected, he was already starting to get a little stiff down there, showing more of his excitement at seeing her naked. The kitsune slowly pointed down, and the cat nodded.

Oh. That.

She was in a slight state of shock, but she felt almost relieved. As embarrassing as it would be to get on her knees to tend to that, she could find it in her to make sure that he had a good blowjob. And sucking cock wasn't that high a price to pay for a good loan, was it? She could get him off, and then she could get back to the machines, and then the numbers would roll again.

Without thinking about it, the nine-tailed kitsune slipped to her knees, crawling across the floor to her benefactor. She was completely in the grips of her own addiction, needing the money, needing to get back to the machines and the tables. The slight smell of cock through his pants did something to remind her of what she was doing, the shame of prostituting herself for the easy gains that she wanted, but that was nothing, nothing compared to the fear of losing everything and never going back.

She pressed her breasts together with her upper arms, showing them off as she ran her fingers across his bulge. She sniffed at it like a good little whore, breathing in his scent as her hands rose along the sides of his pants. Bringing them together at the buttons, she undid his pants, pulled down the zipper. Sakura had never done this to someone for money before, but it was surprisingly easy.

Maybe...maybe I can do this...more often...

If there were men willing to let their loans slide, women willing to let this be their payment, she could give up a little dignity for that. Just a little. She wouldn't have to do it that often, or...

His cock flopped out, and she stared at it. It was just big enough to hold her attention, just large enough to look like something tempting. She licked her lips without thinking about it, staring at it as she slowly cupped the base of the shaft with her hand. It throbbed beneath her fingers, and the tip swelled slightly, dripping ever so gently.

It wants me. He wants me.

Did she want him? The kitsune didn't think so. He was just a walking ATM, someone that she had to bribe to get more money from. If he wanted her body...oh, she would do it. She would do it for this addiction.

That didn't mean that her face didn't glow like the sun as she started sucking him, though, or that she didn't feel humiliated as she went down to his balls on the first suck. She grunted as his cock stabbed into her throat, reminding her of her own limitations, her own lack of experience, and she gagged slightly before she pulled back.

She didn't get to pull all the way off, though. She barely had a chance to catch her breath before he was shoving her back down his shaft, forcing her to take the whole thing. Sakura gasped as he went balls-deep, his hand on the back of her head keeping her face pinned.

"Don't you dare slow down. I'm going to need a lot more convincing than that."

"Mmmph...mmmph!"

"Come on. If you want that money, show me what you can do."

Kain was much harder today. Much, much harder. He wanted her to go further, faster, and he wasn't giving her the chance to move on her own. What had -

"MMMPH!"

He yanked her back, pulling her hair in the process, only to start face-fucking her. She gasped for breath whenever he pulled back, never quite finding enough air, and she gasped and whimpered, moaned and coughed around his shaft. In, out, in, out, each thrust making him go further down her throat, each thrust battering her chin with his balls. She could hardly breathe around his cock, and the scent and the taste together was making her lightheaded.

It was almost as good as the rolling dice, as the spinning wheels, as the falling cards and the flashing numbers. It was a gamble with consciousness, with his pleasure and hers, and she...she loved that.

She swallowed as best she could, sucking on his cock when he let her, giving him the chance to throat-fuck her when he wanted something more. She was almost a passive toy in his hands, allowing him to go to work, battering at her for the sake of the money. Just a bit more, she told herself as his cock went all the way to the back of her throat. Just a bit more and then he'd cut her a check, give her the cash, give her his card. Anything, everything, just a bit more.

A few minutes in, she leaned back, and she felt his cock slip between her breasts. He grunted, thrusting away, pushing between them, pumping between them and bumping her lips. Sakura leaned down, sucking him in, trying to get him over the edge as fast as she could. Just a bit more. Just a little more.

In, out, in, out -

"MMMPH!"

And then in. She felt his seed splattering against the roof of her mouth, and then she tasted it. Hot, musky, salty, just a bit bitter but not that bad. She swallowed hard, sucking it down before it could stay in her mouth for long, only to feel another blast, and then another, coming almost too fast for her to keep up with.

When he finished cumming, she panted for breath, breathing in the smell and taste of sex as he pulled his cock from her mouth. She groaned, fumbling for her coat, thinking that she had done what she needed to do.

She was wrong.

"Don't get dressed," Kain said. "We've got a lot more than that to do, still."

"But...but I just..."

"You are going to need to do more than a blowjob to make me overlook all that. Let's start with vaginal, and after a few rounds of that, anal. Then we'll see how far you still have to go."

Sakura gulped. For the first time, something else was pushing in around the edges of her addiction. She didn't know if it was fear, anger, or something else, but it was powerful enough for her to feel it. She kind of wanted to feel more of it.

The End

Summary: A down-on-her-luck kitsune goes for a loan to feed her gambling addiction. Unfortunately, she's already taken one loan out, and she needs to find a way to pay that back first.

Tags: M/F, Kitsune, Feline, Cat, Oral, Blowjob, Facefucking, Orgasm, Cum, Nudity, Embarrassment, Addiction, Fascination, Shock, Swallowing,