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Nothing but Nira's mewling and the nervous clicking of her toe claws could be heard in the empty halls of the manor as she made her way to the front door. She snatched the envelope out of the mail pupper's paw and retreated to the dining area. A minute later, the manila envelope lay gutted on the dining table. Nira's eyes scanned the embroidered letter.

Dear Nira,

We've read your cover letter, and we think you'll be a great fit for our bondage collection--it comes out next spring!

Your request for a rubber outfit that's nice and tight is something we can definitely accommodate. We have a new vacbed that we'd love to try out on you. The idea is that you'll be restrained and "massaged" between your legs. You'll get 105 USD per orgasm; I trust this is an acceptable salary.

Naturally, everything will be done in a safe environment, and you'll be in the hands of professionals.

Please write back to let us know you're ready to start your career as an erotic starlet!

Best,

Brody K. L.

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SLAP!

"Sorry, honey." The smirking rabbit rubbed his palms together. "That sting?"

Nira, with her ass hitched up, tail flicking left and right, shook her head. "Not too much." She mewled, and her pink pussy lips quivered.

He kneeled and unzipped the vacbed. "Good. If you can withstand that, then this should be a piece of cake." The rabbit's buckteeth glistened in the three-point light setup. "All right, Nira. Need you to lie on that cute back of yours."

She padded over and sniffed at the rubber.

"After you're zipped up, I'll start 'er up. You'll be as snug as a bug in a rug."

Nira winced at the corny idiom but did as told--a few minutes later, her legs pointed straight up, and her snatch and butthole faced the rabbit. "Will you be gentle? It's my first time," she said, voice warbling.

ZZZZZZZIP!

The naughty rabbit drummed his fingertips where the lips of her pussy were. "Don't you worry. It's just a massage, after all."

She arched her back into the impromptu touches. "You're teasing me!"

He nodded, letting the tip of his tongue sit on the bottom of his protruding teeth. "It's an intelli-VacBed. It has quite a few tricks up its stretchy sleeves--you'll see!"

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A few minutes later, Nira found herself struggling against the rubber, toes stretching out.

"I was worried the letter wouldn't get to you," said the rabbit, shades positioned on the tip of his pink nose. He wielded a wand vibrator in one paw. "Producer insisted I send it out by snail mail, since the wait makes people more anxious." He squatted and ran his eyes over the fox, squinting, picturing what she looked like without the one-eighth-inch thick layer of latex covering her naked body.

All Nira could do was squeak in response--not that it would have mattered: the vacbed's compressor roared violently in the small studio, drowning out all but the loudest of noises.

"So you need some cash, huh?" He teased the hapless feral vixen and massaged her pussy lips.

Nira, hyperventilating through the oxygen tube, twisted her rump. "Eeeeh." Her hips twerked, trying to get the vibrations where they felt real good.

"Mhm. Show me how much you want it." The rabbit tapped her clit with the toy. "Come on. Beg for it."

The vixen shuddered. Her eyes, exposed through two holes in the stretchy mask, focused on nothing in particular, rolled up.

He mercifully cut short the teasing and held the thrumming head in place. "All right, let's get this going." The rabbit looked at the camera. "Nira here is going to have tons and tons of tasty orgasms." He reached over and gave the sole of her rubber-covered foot a kiss. "All for your viewing pleasure. Ain't that right, Nira?"

Nira gulped and nodded. The vibrator was no joke--only a couple minutes had passed, and she already felt the ticklish tingle of impending release, a seed sprouting deep in her tummy. "Ohhh. Ehh!" Her tail, cooped up in a cocoon of squeaky, shiny latex, wagged back and forth.

The rabbit pressed a finger into his ear. "What's that?" he said over the buzzing of the vibrator, over the rumbling of the vacbed machinery. Over the vixen's gasps and grunts of imminent release. "The letter had a typo?"

As expressionless as the mask glued to her face was, Nira smiled wide. Her tail, swishing left and right like a broken windshield wiper, stopped. She braced herself for the 105 USD.

"It was supposed to say '_denied_orgasm'?" He yanked the vibrator off the poor vixen; she yipped. The squeak penetrated the din of the compressor. Nira mewled in frustration as her pussy lips twitched. "Sorry, Nira! Guess Brodster here on the phone messed up the letter."

She huffed and puffed--she wanted to ask the rabbit if she could just cum once now, maybe have a few denied ones later on, but not much of the muttering and squealing was intelligible through the oxygen tube. Oh, well. At least she got more than a hundred bucks out of it so far.

"And by the by, since we have to do this by the book, this doesn't count. We gotta start over, yes?" He slapped her thigh. "0 USD so far."

A horrible groan of desperation leaked out of the tube. Nira's stomach clenched as she heaved her butt up. "Eh, eh!"

"Ready for that first edge, foxy?" asked the rabbit, lowering his shades to appreciate her squirming, raising his bent ear to take in her plaintive mewls. Like a cruel carpenter driving in a nail millimeter by millimeter, he tapped her clit with the massager.

She gasped and fidgeted, butt squeezing in synch with his merciless teasing. "I wa cuh! I wah cuh!" Nira rasped from behind the tight rubber.

"You won't cum? That's a good girl." The rabbit smirked. "All right, let's start."

Bzzzzzzzz!

The vibrator, now nestled in the groove of Nira's pussy in the glossy, black latex, rumbled ferociously. The helpless vixen steadied herself. Maybe if she stayed still . . . Maybe if she got her tail under control . . . Maybe if she summoned the willpower to keep her toes from twitching . . . Maybe she could cum without the rabbit noticing. The disgustingly good tingling stewed between her legs, and she willed herself into a statuesque stillness.

"Nuh uh! Naughty, naughty, Nira!"

The vixen's body went stiff as a board, and her ass shot into the air--the dastardly rabbit, with a smooth motion only involving his wrist, had taken off the massager.

"I told you, this vacbed is special." He motioned, with the still thrumming vibrator, at a panel that was out of frame. "99.5% to orgasm?" said the rabbit, reading off the LCD display. "So close, huh? Poor Nira." He used his open palm to massage her soft abdomen. "Say hello to your first 105 bucks, though!"

Nira made a cute, pathetic noise, a noise that came from her gullet; to her, though, it came from between her legs. It was going to be a long night.

Oh, well. At least she'd come out richer, even if unbearably horny.