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Snow was falling steadily in the forest. For a place of permanent winter it was actually a bit warmer than normal, though even that wasn't enough to stop the snow from coming down. It wasn't all that bad for Dante. The fox's thick black fur kept him warm, soaking up any sunlight that made it through the clouds, and the thick fur cloak around his shoulders made him look even bigger, fighting off the cold even as the snow stuck to the black fur wrapped around him.

It had been a long day at the market manning his stall, but now he could finally go home and relax. His den was just far enough away from the market to keep others from bothering him, but not so far as to make it unmanageable. The fox wasn't exactly popular with his own kind, his pitch black far just one of the things they held against him. The isolation was harder on him than he'd thought it would be, but Dante had found a way to make it more enjoyable. One of the wolves that worked at the market had made quite the trade out of selling those he had captured. If it weren't for the fact he mainly sold those who had been caught stealing or committing other crimes, it might not have gone over as well as it had, but Dante didn't really care. The wolf hadn't tried to capture him, and had sold him the shining jewel of his wares, so the fox had no problems with him. Especially not after getting the treat waiting for him when he got home.

Dante pushed open the door to his den, closing and bolting it behind him so it stayed firmly shut. His rope work was excellent and he was certain his new plaything wouldn't be able to escape, but no sense in taking unnecessary chances.

Shaking the snow from his cloak and himself, he hung the thick pelt up by the door and moved into the main area of his den, happy to see his prize was right where he'd left him. Collared and leashed to the wall by a sturdy length of rope was a rabbit. His fur was the same pure white as the snow outside, except for the black tips of his ears and some spots than ran along his hips towards his fluffy cotton tail. Like Dante the rabbit was in nothing but his fur, more than enough to keep him warm, especially in the safety of the fox's den with a fire burning in the hearth. Apparently the rabbit was finally realizing that sitting around all day pouting about his situation was going to make things any better.

"Finally stopped trying to run off?" asked Dante.

"You can't keep me here forever," said Franky, stamping a big foot against the floor. "Let me go you miserable fox!"

"I paid plenty for you, and I'm going to get my money's worth," said Dante. "Besides, why would I ever want to give up such a beautiful treasure?"

Despite his situation, Franky actually blushed at the fox's words, his white face turning a pale pink.

"Sh-Shut up!" He snapped. "I'm not some toy for you to play with!"

A smirk spread across Dante's face. "Oh, but that's exactly what you are."

He reached into a drawer and produced a length of rope before advancing on the rabbit, who backed as far away as he could, knowing what the vulpine intended. Not that it did him any good. Dante grabbed the bunny's arms and pulled them behind his back, lashing the rabbit's wrists together snuggly. Franky tried to get his hands free, but the fox was far too practiced for the bunny to get loose.

"Let me go!" exclaimed Franky. "Miserable fox!"

"So noisy," said Dante. "We're going to have to do something about that." He pushed the rabbit down onto his knees. "I had a long day at the market, and I want to unwind before we have some supper."

As Franky watched, the fox's sheath pulled back to reveal his growing erection, the pink length looking as intimidating as a spear to the rabbit. He knew exactly what the fox wanted, but no matter how many times the vulpine forced him to do this, Franky was determined not to give in or make it easy for the black-furred bastard to get what he wanted.

Even if he really did taste so good...

No! Franky shook his head, trying to drive that thought from his mind. He couldn't let himself think like that. The fox was forcing him to be little more than a servant and sexual plaything, and Franky had to find a way to escape. He couldn't let himself think about the things the fox could make him feel, whether he wanted those feelings or not.

The tip of Dante's cock was poking at his lips, but Franky kept trying to turn his face away, whining as the vulpine tried to push into his mouth.

"None of that now," said Dante. "Open up."

The fox grabbed Franky by the base of his big ears, using them like handles to turn the rabbit's face towards his crotch. The bunny gasped when the fox pulled gently on his ears, and when he did Dante took the opportunity to shove himself into Franky's mouth, stuffing his face with pink fox cock that made the bunny's cheeks bulge around him.

"Ah, much better," sighed Dante, humping at Franky's face a couple times. He loved the way the bunny looked with his mouth stuffed with dick almost as much as he enjoyed the way it felt to have Franky's tongue teasing along the bottom of his cock. "Get to work. Do a good job and you'll get a treat before dinner."

Using the grip on his ears to make him move, Franky had little choice but to give the fox what he wanted. He knew from past experience Dante wasn't leaving him alone until the fox got what he was after. Whining to himself, Franky started bobbing his head on Dante's dick, pressing his tongue against the length of fox meat. It was so humiliating, being forced to suck on another male like this. It wasn't enjoyable at all! No, the taste and feel oof the fox dick in his mouth definitely wasn't making him get hard. His pink bunny penis absolutely was not starting to show between his legs.

Dante sighed happily as he felt the rabbit starting to suck on his dick. The way the bunny was glaring up at him, even as his head bobbed back and forth, made it even better. Dante could practically see the battle raging inside the rabbit. Franky was quite vocal about wanting his freedom back. But for all his protesting, every time the fox had his dick in the rabbit's mouth - which was often - it never failed to get a reaction from the bunny's body that made his arousal at his situation very clear, no matter how much Franky tried to deny it.

Of course, the rabbit wasn't the only one in denial. Dante had been alone for longer than he'd like to admit, until Franky had come into his life. He'd acted like it hadn't bothered him, but it had been hard. He'd been thrown away by his own people after helping prey animals at the expense of another fox. That had been part of what made Franky catch his eye. It wasn't just the other male's beauty, but the reminder of what had brought him to this point. It was like he could take out all his frustrations about his past on Franky through the pleasant method of frequent, enthusiastic sex with the bunny. True, Franky was still trying to deny he enjoyed it, but Dante could tell from the way his body reacted to the fox's touch that sooner or later he would have the rabbit begging him for sex.

Dante enjoyed humping the rabbit's face for a few minutes before pulling out, looking down at the gasping bunny.

"You know, we've got some time before dinner... so why don't we have some real fun?"

Franky's ears would have pressed flush against his head if the fox hadn't been holding them.

"Oh no..."

Dante hauled Franky to his feet and led the rabbit over to the swing hanging from the ceiling that the fox had setup just for situations like this. Franky tried to resist, but the rabbit wasn't strong enough to stop Dante from laying him in the swing on his back and lashing the bunny securely in place. The fox even went so far as to grab his ankles and tie them to the swing's supports leaving the bunny's legs spread and unable to lash out at the vulpine while he had his fun.

Franky looked up at Dante, unable to avoid looking at the fox's cock in this position - especially with it so close to his face - while trying to ignore the way Dante was looking at him. In this position the rabbit's body was laid bare and totally helpless before the fox, and Franky was painfully aware of the way his erection was dribbling against his belly, the pink flesh brightly visible against his white fur.

"Please, don't make me--mmphf!" Franky's words were cut off by Dante shoving his dick back into the bunny's mouth and starting to properly fuck his face, his balls bouncing off the rabbit's nose every time he buried his cock in the other male's throat.

"Oh yeah, that's much better," sighed Dante, trailing his fingers through the rabbit's fur as he moved his hips, chuckling at the way it made Franky swing.

The fox looked down at the rabbit's dick, licking his lips hungrily. It wasn't something he did often with the new playmate, but Dante had had a very long day, and he wanted to really enjoy the rabbit's body. Without warning, Dante laid down over him and grabbed Franky's cock, opening his muzzle wide and swallowing the rabbit's penis down to the root. He immediately started running his tongue of the tasty length, growling happily to himself as the taste of rabbit washed over him.

Franky squealed around his mouthful when he felt the warmth of Dante's mouth around his dick. Usually the fox preferred to have the bunny working him over, not the other way around. He tried to ignore what Dante was doing, but the feeling of that warm tongue and the hot suction of the fox's mouth were just so good! Franky's penis was so hard it ached! The pleasure he was feeling made him suck even harder on Dante, which he was sure was the fox's goal all along. Franky's hips even started involuntarily thrusting up to meet the fox's lips, or at least as much as they could with him being bound like this. The things Dante was doing to him were driving Franky wild. He didn't want it to feel so good, but it did.

Unlike the conflicted feelings of the rabbit beneath him, Dante was thoroughly and unashamedly enjoying himself. He loved finding new ways to make Franky squirm and squeal, almost as much as he loved stuffing his dick into the rabbit's throat and rubbing his balls against the bunny's face. Especially because every time he did, Franky's cock would jump in his mouth and give the fox a spurt of precum to enjoy, just like the constant stream he was feeding the hot guy beneath him.

Dante slowly reached around, and without warning slipped a finger under the rabbit's tail, pushing inside him and stroking the squirming bunny's prostate. Franky squealed loudly around the fox's dick as he came. Dante gulped down the first shot before pulling away, letting the rabbit make a mess of his belly each time his penis throbbed and spurted another shot of spunk. Feeling the rabbit moaning and squealing around his penis sent Dante over the edge, and he moaned loudly when his orgasm hit, force-feeding the rabbit a heavy load of fox cum that had built up over a day of thinking about the sexy bunny tied up and at his mercy. Since Dante refused to pull out, Franky had no choice but to swallow the fox's load, gulping heavily to keep up, his throat massaging the vulpine penis while Dante's black-furred balls pressed against his nose. When he finally did pull back, Dante made sure the last shot splashed over Franky's face, marking the rabbit with his seed.

Momentarily satisfied, Dante untied the rabbit and lifted him from the swing, depositing him on the floor as Franky tried to catch his breath, the messy rabbit refusing to look at the fox and blushing heavily as Dante walked over to the hearth to check the stew that had been bubbling away there. Taking it off the heat, Dante spooned some into bowls, setting them on the table and taking a seat, glancing over at Franky who tried to turn away from him, but only succeeded in showing off the curves of his hips to the lustful fox.

"Come eat," said Dante, helping himself to some stew. He would have preferred to have meat in it, but Franky couldn't eat it and he didn't feel like making an extra meal. "And when are you going to realize there's no point trying to cover yourself up? You don't have anything I haven't seen, and more, at this point."

Pouting slightly, Franky got to his feet, trying and failing to hide his bits from the fox as he took a seat at the table. The rabbit visibly relaxed once the thick wood hide his lower body from view, hoping that would give the fox a bit less incentive to molest him while they ate. And while Dante was content to let the rabbit eat his meal in peace, the sight of the other male's face and chest smeared with cum was keeping the fox hard and ready. Franky wasn't the only one using the table to hide something, but Dante could wait a little longer until their meal was done. Then the fun could start up all over again.

"How long do you plan on keeping me here?" said Franky, finally looking up from his bowl.

"Is my company so bad you want to leave already?" Dante chuckled.

"I'm not your plaything!" exclaimed Franky, tossing his spoon down on the table. "How could I possibly want to stay here when you keep forcing me into bed!?"

"You could let yourself enjoy it," replied Dante. "I didn't hear you complaining when I made you cum."

"Yeah, because your dick was in my mouth!"

Dante grinned. "Because your mouth feels damned good. And if all you're going to use it for is to complain and yell at me, then I figured we could put that tongue to better use."

The fox got to his feet, smirking as the rabbit's ears locked on the pink length of stiff fox meat between his legs as he moved towards Franky, the bunny seemingly frozen in place. Dante grabbed some more rope, and it was at that moment he realized exactly what the fox intended. Franky tried to get up and run, but his rear had barely left his seat before Dante's hand lashed out and grabbed the rabbit by the base of his ears, making sure his bunny wouldn't be going anywhere.

"Oh no you don't," said Dante, guiding Franky towards the table and pressing up behind him so the rabbit had nowhere to go. "You're staying right here until I'm done with you."

Dante grabbed Franky's arms, tying his wrists behind his back once again. The fox then tied the rabbit's collar to one of the legs on the other side of the table, pulling Franky down until he was bent over the smooth wood, his rear thrust out. When Dante walked around behind him, Franky tried to kick the fox, but that just gave Dante the perfect opportunity to grab his legs, tying each ankle to a leg of the table, leaving the rabbit bound, spread, and helplessly exposed to the predator's hungry gaze. For a little extra fun, Dante grabbed a cloth and wrapped it around Franky's head, blindfolding the bunny and stepping back to watch him squirm.

"What the hell are you doing!?" exclaimed Franky, trying desperately to pull himself free of the ropes. He froze when the felt the fox's hands on his ass.

"I'd think that was obvious," said Dante, spreading the bunny's cheeks to expose the tight pink pucker beneath his cottonball tail. "I'm going to fuck you."

"Oh no you're not!"

"Oh yes I am," said Dante, pressing his tip against the rabbit's tailhole, his ears perking up at the whine this drew from Franky. "I've been dreaming about this ass of yours all day, and now it's mine."

Dante growled happily as he thrust into Franky, nearly drowning out the rabbit's whimpering as he spread the white-furred bunny around his cock. Franky was so tight and warm, and when Dante's hips pressed against his ass, the fox's tip brushed against his prostate and the bunny's body reflexively squeezed down on him, making Franky whine as the fox felt even bigger than he already was. Dante's tongue was already hanging out of his mouth, and he hadn't even stated fucking Franky yet. The rabbit's ass just felt that good.

Not being able to see what the fox was doing wasn't helping Franky's situation. Everything Dante did, every touch came as a surprise and made everything feel that much more intense. And that was before the fox started thrusting. Once Dante got going, Franky was having to bite his tongue to try and hold back his moans. An attempt that ultimately failed, as that big fox cock hammering his prostate flooded him with pleasure, making his toes curl.

And Franky hated how good it felt. He didn't want it to, didn't want to be enjoying the things the fox was doing to him. But he couldn't help himself. Especially when Dante started to gently nibble on the black tips of his sensitive ears. That move felt so good there was no way for Franky to keep quiet. All he could do was hope his moans didn't sound to slutty, and that Dante would be too lost in rutting the rabbit to notice the way he was trying to push back to meet his thrusts. Despite the constant demand for sex, Dante had actually been very good to Franky. Certainly better than a lot of other masters might have been. That was why, despite all his bluster and complaining, Franky was starting to worry that he might actually be getting feelings for the fox. The fact that Dante's cock felt incredible inside him just made the appeal of the black-furred predator that much harder to ignore.

Dante was almost glad the rabbit couldn't see the smile on his face. Not only did he have the most gorgeous piece of ass in the forest wrapped around his cock, but Franky was trying to push back against him, practically begging the fox to fuck him harder. He looked forward to the day when Franky would be more willing to come to his bed, rather than needing to be bound and forced. Of course, that didn't mean Dante would stop tying him up; the knowledge that the rabbit wouldn't try to escape just might give him more freedom to try other things that wouldn't work so great with a guy that was always resisting you.

Any doubts Dante might have had about Franky enjoying himself disappeared when he reached around the rabbit's hip and grabbed his cock, feeling it bouncing every time his hips slapped against Franky's backside. When his fingers closed around the bunny's cock, Franky moaned loudly, his whole body trembling as Dante started to stroke him, pre quickly smearing over the fox's fingers and dripping down onto the floor. Bent over Franky so he could use his teeth to gently tease the bunny's sensitive ears, Dante pressed as much of his body against Franky as he could, moving his hand along the rabbit's cock in time with his thrusting.

Without warning, Franky came with a cry, his body arcing up against the fox as he made a mess of the floor, each spasm that wracked his body making his tailhole squeeze down hard on the fox cock inside him. As he felt himself nearing the edge, Dante took the bunny's scruff in his teeth, hammering into Franky's backside until he came, quickly filling the squirming bunny to the brim with another load of fox cum.

Dante almost didn't want to leave the warmth of the rabbit's backside, but eventually he did pull out, untying Franky's legs while watching with a grin as his seed ran down the back of the bunny's balls. Happy to leave Franky bent over the table and squirming as he wondered what the fox was doing, Dante heated some water to run them a bath, making sure the tub was full before returning to the rabbit. Removing the blindfold and untying the rope holding Franky bent over the table, Dante used it like a leash to pull the rabbit along behind him as he headed towards the bath.

"Aren't you going to untie my hands?" whined Franky. "How am I supposed to get clean if I can't wash myself?"

His ears pressed flat against his head at Dante's response.

"Oh don't worry, you just leave that to me."

Dante untied the rope from his collar, but before Franky had taken even two steps the fox grabbed him by the base of the ears so he couldn't run off. Stepping into the bath, Dante pulled the rabbit in after him, the bunny sighing right along with the fox as the warm water soaked into their fur. Franky wasn't crazy about his fur being a mess, which just seemed to make the fox enjoy marking him with his seed even more since it left his fur a matted mess and drove the rabbit crazy. At the moment though, Dante seemed content to make sure the bunny was good and clean.

In no small part because it gave the fox an excuse to run his hands over every inch of Franky's body. And with his hands bound, the only way for the bunny to get clean was to let the fox have his way with him. It really was infuriating.

So why did the feeling of the fox's fingers brushing through his fur make Franky's dick so hard?

Of course, just because they had to get clean didn't mean Dante couldn't have a bit of fun. Pulling the rabbit into his lap, Dante started scrubbing at his chest and stomach with one hand, while the other sank down between the bunny's legs and grabbed his penis, smirking at the rabbit's erection.

"For someone who likes to complain so much, you seem to be enjoying yourself," said Dante. "If you didn't want this, why are you so hard right now?"

"O-Of course I'm hard you jerk!" snapped Franky, trying not to sound to needy when the fox toyed with the head of his cock, making him whine. "How am I not going to get hard when you w-won't stop touching me!?"

It was only when Franky finally tried to thrust into his hand that Dante finally let him go, getting an annoyed whine from the rabbit.

"You might be right," said Dante. "If you want to go soft, I guess I'll just have to leave it alone until it goes away."

Franky opened his mouth to complain, but quickly shut it at the knowing smirk on the fox's face. There was no way for him to argue that the fox needed to finish what he'd started and claim he didn't want Dante touching his dick, and the black-furred bastard knew it. Franky's face blushed a bright pink at what he had almost done.

Dante stepped out of the tub, letting it drain while he shook the water from his fur, allowing Franky to do the same before drying them both off. He even let the rabbit go and stand in front of the hearth so they'd be nice and warm and fully dry. He fought back a laugh when Franky turned around to let the fire dry the fur on his rear, the light really highlighting the furry sac hanging between the bunny's legs.

"Time for bed," said Dante.

Walking over to Franky, he hooked a finger through the bunny's collar and pulled him towards the bed, laying back and pulling the rabbit down to join him. Put Dante wasn't content to just have the rabbit warming his bed. The fox was still hard, and something much more pleasant in mind. Taking hold of Franky's ears once again, the fox turned on his side, laying the rabbit's head on his thigh.

"Oh come on, not this agai--mmphf!" Franky's complaint was cut off when Dante stuffed his cock in the rabbit's mouth, using his other leg to hold him down as the fox got comfortable.

"Fuck, that's nice," growled Dante, thrusting a couple times into the bunny's mouth, feeling his tongue slide along the bottom of his penis. "There really is no better way to fall asleep than with my bunny's mouth around my dick. Make sure you wake me up like this too. Want to make sure we both get a perfect start to our day"

Franky tried to pull away to argue, but there was no getting away from the fox at this point. He was stuck there, the predator's dick wedged firmly in his mouth for the rest of the night. Franky blushed knowing that he would probably start suckling on it in his sleep -- the fox had been quite vocal about when that had happened before -- and Franky wasn't sure which was more humiliating. The fact that he would have to spend another night sucking on fox cock, the taste of his captor flooding all of his senses.

Or the fact that the prospect of it made his own dick so hard it ached.