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"Is that everything?" asked James, closing the back of the cart.

"Should be," said Dusk, pulling up his hood and tucking his large ears underneath. "The rest will have to wait until next time. If the load is too heavy we'll get stuck in the snow."

James was glad it wasn't snowing as they set off towards the market. As they walked, the pair fell into their usual partner almost without realizing it. James offered to help the bat push the cart, not wanting Dusk to overwork himself with the heavy load. The bat refused, as usual, and just like always Dusk moved up next to him and helped push anyway. He also pressed up against the bat as much as he could without tripping either of them up, something the squirrel couldn't help but notice that Dusk had never complained about.

As they neared the market, Dusk made sure his ears were well hidden and James hurried forward to make sure the space behind Dusk's stall was cleared so they could unload. He had to clear some snow to make things a bit easier, but by the time Dusk pulled the cart up behind his tent the pair were able to make quick work of moving everything inside.

"Want me to stay and help you with the shop?" asked James.

Dusk smiled. "Nice as that would be, I don't think Derrick would be happy about me putting you to work like that."

James shrugged. "So what? You paid for my time, I don't see why he should get a say in how you use it since you aren't doing any damage."

Dusk tossed James a small coinpouch. "How about instead you stock up on supplies? Some fresh bread would be nice."

"You got it," said James. He moved over and gave Dusk a quick kiss. "Be back in a bit."

Dusk watched James go, a flick of the squirrel's tail and the sway of his hips drawing the bat's eye to his rump, giving the bat a teasing wink over his shoulder before disappearing into the crowd. It still surprised him just how much he enjoyed having the squirrel around. James certainly seemed to enjoy the time they spent together, though there was still a small part of the bat that worried it was only because Dusk was paying for his services, even though James had assured him many times that he wanted to keep seeing Dusk whether the bat was paying him or not. Still, given how skittish other animals tended to be around bats, Dusk could hardly be blamed for thinking like that sometimes.

He didn't have much time to obsess over that though as his first customer arrived.

"Good morning, sir," said the bat. "What can I get for you today?"

*************

A thin layer of snow crunched under his paws as James strolled through the market. Thankfully the area was kept mostly clear, because having to trudge through deeper snow would have put a damper on his good mood. Dusk's coinpouch jingled against his hip, the squirrel smiling and greeting those he knew. Some he knew very well, able to easily picture them in just their fur, thinking back to some of the fun times he'd had with many of the merchants working there.

None of them held a candle to Dusk. Just thinking about the bat made James' heart race and his sheath thicken. He would happily spend the rest of his life with Dusk, seeing the bat every day and enjoying each other's bodies. Honestly at this point, the sex was just a pleasant bonus; it was the time he spent with Dusk that was important to him. Not that he was sure some of the other prostitutes would see things like he did. Most of them did what they did because they enjoyed it, they were good at it, and they made good coin. They weren't in it for emotional attachments, just for money and a good time.

So for now, he'd keep his feelings to himself.

Arriving at the brothel, James went inside, shaking the snow from his tail and lowering his hood now that he was out of the cold. Doing his best to ignore the moans and other sounds of pleasure from deeper inside, he greeted the chipmunk girl stationed at the front.

"James! Welcome back," she said with a smile and a playful wink. "Been having fun with that man of yours?"

"Always, Cecile. Dusk really knows what he's doing," said James, giving her a knowing look.

"Oh really? Think he might be interested in adding a third sometime?" she asked. "Let me see just what has you so sunny?"

"Sorry, Cecile, but I'm pretty sure none of you ladies are his type." James moved his poncho aside to show the pouch he carried. "Is Derrick around? I have Dusk's payment for the week."

"Back in his office," said the chipmunk, adjusting her clothes to show off a little more leg for the next customer to walk in.

James walked through the brothel to the very back, coming to a doorway closed off by a more ornate curtain than the rest of the rooms.

"Derrick? It's James, I'm here with the payment delivery."

A voice from inside called out. "C-Come in!"

James wondered what would make Derrick's voice catch like that, but as soon as he stepped through the curtain he got his answer. The brown furred rabbit was sitting behind his desk, leaning back in his chair. One of his hands was gripping the desktop, while the other was resting on the back of the head of the mouse currently kneeling between the rabbit's spread legs. The grey-furred mouse was slurping away at Derrick's dick, one hand fondling the rabbit's balls while the other pumped the mouse's erection. And not only did the mouse not seem bothered by James' arrival - which made sense considering where they were - but having an audience just made him suck harder, gulping Derrick's cock down to the root, burying his nose in the rabbit's fur and looking up at him with hungry eyes.

Derrick moaned loudly, maintaining eye contact with the mouse and holding his head down as he came, emptying his balls down the mouse's throat. The kneeling male swallowed it all eagerly, his hand working furiously over his own erection until his whole body stiffed, his orgasmic moans muffled by wet gulps as the mouse came onto the floor with several wet splats. When Derrick finally let go, the mouse slowly pulled back, working the rabbit's cock with his lips to get every last drop of cum, just like their boss liked. Letting that pink bunny penis slip from his lips with a final kiss to the head that made Derrick jump, the mouse grabbed a rag and cleaned up his mess before getting to his feet and leaving.

Despite his performance, James couldn't help but notice how much the mouse was blushing when he left. The boy must be fairly new for something like that to embarrass him like that, but with time and practice those nerves would go away. Still it was cute to see the mouse's dick jump when Derrick dismissed him with a playful slap on the rear, making the young male's blush even brighter as he scurried away.

"Damn, he's good at that," said Derrick, tucking himself away. "Almost as good as you."

James smiled.

"Flatterer."

He pulled out the coinpouch and emptied it into the tray on the rabbit's desk, gathering the coins into neat little stacks.

"Dusk's payment for the week."

Derrick counted the coins and pushed some of them back towards James.

"Your cut," he said as the squirrel took his pay and returned the pouch to his belt. "You've been bringing in quite a bit of money from this guy."

James shrugged. "We enjoy each other's company."

"You've been missed around here."

"Why, Derrick, I didn't know you felt that way."

The rabbit laughed. "By the customers, smartass."

James laughed. "Sorry to have to tell them, but I'm taken. Guess they'll have to find someone else to have their fun with."

"Not if I say different."

James stood there for a moment looking at Derrick, and laughed again.

"Right. You know, that mouse seems awfully eager, I'm sure he'd be more than happy to take some new clients-"

"They don't want him," said Derrick. "They want you."

"Derrick, I'm booked," said James. "The agreement with Dusk-"

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him," said Derrick. "Besides, you'll be back before he misses you."

As he spoke, two more rabbits appeared. One was a sandy brown, and the other's fur was black. He couldn't deny the two males were handsome. Though after so much time around a male like Dusk, any other black fur just seemed flat and dull in comparison.

"Trent, Cayden. Meet James - the best whore in the house," said Derrick.

"Damn, he's even cuter than he said he'd be," said the sandy-furred rabbit."Wonder if he looks as good naked."

"Better," said Derrick.

"Down, Cayden," said the black-furred rabbit. That must make him Trent. "There'll be time for that later." He turned to Derrick. "How long can we have him?"

"I'll need him back by the time the market closes down for the night," said Derrick. "Until then, he's all yours."

"Derrick," said James, "I'm already booked. You can't seriously expect me to-"

James' words were stopped when Trent stepped forward and hit the squirrel across the face, sending him staggering to the floor.

"We expect you to do what you're told."

"Easy!" snapped Derrick. "I've told you before, no lasting damage."

"Don't worry,"replied Trent. "He'll heal."

James tried to get to his feet, but Trent knocked him down again. Blood dripped from a cut near his eye where the rabbit had struck him. The squirrel's vision was starting to go blurry.

"Dusk..." whined James.

The black rabbit knelt down beside him, a wicked grin on his face.

"You're right now, bitch. And we're going to enjoy every minute of it."

The sound of the rabbit's laughter filled his ears as James' world faded to black.

*************

James wasn't sure how much time had passed when he came to. What he did now was that he wasn't in the brothel any longer. From what he could see it looked like he was underground. Probably in the rabbits' burrow, if the decor was anything to go by. Not that he could see much of it from his position tied on a large, admittedly plush bed.

As the world came back into focus, James realized a few things about his situation. First, he realized he was naked. Under normal circumstances that wouldn't have bothered him much, but given what had happened he would have felt much better covered. His second realization was that he wasn't going to be able to do anything about it, because his hands and feet were bound. His arms were pulled behind him and tied behind his back, while a bar was keeping his ankles spread wide. This had the added effect of burying his face in the bed and forcing his rear into the air. Whimpering nervously around the ballgag in his mouth, James curled his large, fluffy tail between his legs to cover himself.

"Now now, none of that," said a voice from behind him. "We paid good money to see that beautiful ass of yours."

James felt someone grab his tail and pull it up before lashing it to his wrists, leaving the squirrel's rear helplessly exposed to the hungry eyes of the rabbits behind him.

"There, that's much better," said Cayden, getting down behind James and spreading his cheeks wide. The squirrel jumped when he felt a pair of slick fingers pressing against his pucker. "Let's have some fun"

Cayden pushed his fingers into James, the oil he'd covered them with letting him easily get them all the way into the squirrel. He curled his fingers, finding James' prostate with practiced ease, pushing a moan from the bound male as he started stroking it, giggling happily when he spotted James' cock growing hard beneath him.

"You must be enjoying this more than you thought you would, huh?" asked Cayden. "Let's see what we've got down here..."

James squeaked when the rabbit's hand closed around his cock, stroking him in time with his fingers thrusting in and out of his ass, making the bound squirrel whimper and wriggle against the bonds holding him as the pleasure grew. Pleasure that only got greater when Cayden started nipping and sucking at the back of his balls and his taint, the combined sensations driving James wild.

James had gotten so used to Dusk's touch that he did want it to be anyone else doing these things to him, making him feel this way. He didn't want to enjoy it. Didn't want it to feel so good. But it did. A fact he couldn't deny and Cayden couldn't miss given how heavily he was leaking onto the bed, wetting the sheets beneath him and making the rabbit's hand even slicker as it moved along his cock.

"That's good enough, Cayden," said Trent. "I don't plan on waiting forever."

"Alright, alright," said the sandy-furred rabbit, releasing James and climbing up onto the bed to kneel behind him. "Don't rush me."

James felt something poking at him, and realized it could only be the rabbit's cock. He tried to pull away when he felt it kiss up against his tailhole, but the ropes holding him made that impossible. Even more so when Cayden's hands gripped his hips, holding the squirrel steady.

"Get ready, cutie. Time to have some fun."

Cayden thrust forward, burying himself beneath the squirrel's tail. Luckily, James was experienced enough that he didn't feel any discomfort when the rabbit hilted himself on the first thrust. Instead, he couldn't hold back a moan as he was stretched out, gasping when the bunny's balls slapped against the back of his own and Cayden ground his hips against James' ass, enjoying the tight grip the squirrel's rear had on him.

"Oh fuck! Trent, he's so tight!" Cayden thrust again, moaning right along with James. "I've never felt a whore this tight before!"

"Then I'd say the price was worth it. Now get to it, before I fuck you instead."

James felt the rabbit curl over him as Cayden started to work his hips, fucking the squirrel hard and fast. It would have been an uncomfortable, punishing pace to someone that didn't work in a brothel. For James, it was a fuck that would have been immensely more pleasurable if he actually wanted to be here. Instead, he fought with everything he had to resist the pleasure of the other male's penis inside him. It was a losing battle however, especially when Cayden's hand reached down around his hip and curled around his shaft, stroking the squirrel as he humped away at his backside.

"Come on," huffed Cayden, nibbling on Jame's ear. "Cum for me, cum for me, cum for meeeee...."

James tried to fight it, but after several minutes of fucking and stroking he could hold back the pleasure anymore. He cried out around his gag, back arching when he came. His cum splattered over the bed and the rabbit's fingers, his ass clamping down on Cayden's cock as the rabbit bottomed out, burying himself balls deep in James and folding his backside with his own load. The squirrel could feel every pulse of Cayden's cock, every jump of his balls as they were emptied under his tail, filling the squirrel with that familiar wet warmth he'd come to love so much.

When Cayden was finally done, he pulled out slowly, giving James' cock a parting squeeze before pulling away, panting for breath.

"Damn, that is one fine ass," gasped Cayden. "Just you wait, Trent. He might be the best we've ever had."

"I'll be the judge of that," said the black-furred rabbit. "Now help me get him in position."

James' eyes went wide when he felt the ropes holding him start to loosen. But he didn't try to move. At least not right away. Not until he felt the ones around his wrists going slack.

"Not yet, dumbass!" said Trent. "Wait until I-"

But he didn't finish as James lashed out, kicking the black rabbit in the stomach and pulling his hands free, jumping up and dashing for the door. He only made it a few steps before Cayden tripped him up, sending the squirrel tumbling to the floor and jumping onto him, wrapping his arms around the squirrel's legs.

"Stupid bitch," growled Trent, getting to his feet and storming over. "We paid to fuck your sorry ass, and that's what we're gonna do!"

He punctuated his sentence with a kick to James' stomach, knocking the air out of him and stunning him long enough to pull the squirrel's arms together and bind his wrists. James wheezed around the ballgag as they dragged him back to the bed, throwing him down and pulling his tied wrists over his head, tying them to the foot of the bed. Each rabbit then grabbed one of his legs, pulling them back until James' knees were resting by his shoulders and tied them down as well, leaving him bent double and completely immobile.

"Just one more thing," said Trent, holding up a different gag, a ring of smooth metal. "Get that out of his mouth and hold it open."

James tried to fight them off, but bound like he was there was nothing he could do as Cayden removed the ball gag and forced his mouth open as Trent shoved the ringgag into place. James tried to cry for help, but his words were so garbled by the gag nobody would understand even if they did manage to hear him.

"Since you want to make this difficult," said Trent, kneel at the end of the bed by James' head and stroking his stiff pink cock, "You can get me ready and apologize all at the same time."

Holding James' head, Trent pushed his penis past the gag and into the squirrel's mouth, sighing at the wet warmth surrounding him. However, when James didn't do anything, the dark-furred male glared down at him and punched his shoulder. James whined as the pain added to what he was already feeling from the other blows he'd suffered at their hands.

"Better blow me right," said the rabbit, rubbing his balls over the squirrel's face. "Things will only get worse if you don't."

Much as he wanted to tell the rabbit to go fuck himself, James knew the rabbit meant it. And tied down as he was, there was nothing he would be able to do to protect himself. Reluctantly, he started working over Trent's cock with his tongue, doing his best to please the other male before he did something drastic.

"That's better. Much better," groaned Trent as James started sucking him properly.

After a minute or so Trent started thrusting into James' mouth, his balls slapping against the bound male's face, grunting happily when he felt his cock pushing against the back of James' mouth, the squirrel's throat teasing him every time James swallowed the precum he was feeding him. The rabbit must have already gotten pretty worked up watching James and Cayden, because it only took a few minutes before James could feel Trent's dick getting even harder and throbbing heavily.

"You better swallow every last drop," said Trent.

The rabbit thrust forward, hilting himself in the squirrel's mouth and crying out as he came. His balls jumped against James' face, emptying his load down the squirrel's throat. Wet gulps filled the room as James did his best to keep up, gasping for air between swallows until Trent was finally done, pulling out and firing one last shot over his face, marking James with his seed.

"Good boy," said Trent, panting. He climbed up onto the bed, standing over James and angling his dick down to press against the squirrel's slick tailhole. "And now for the other end."

James tried to fight it, but Trent's down thrust forced another loud moan from him - the rabbit was thicker than Cayden, stretching him out even more. As the black-furred bunny started thrusting in and out, bouncing James on the bed, there was only one thought going through the squirrel's head.

How much he wished he was back home with Dusk.

*************

Dusk was starting to get worried. He knew James was going to be visiting shops and seeing his friends at the brothel, but the squirrel had been gone for far too long. His last completed project had already been picked up, and he'd done more than enough business for the day already, so he decided to close up early and go look for James.

"I guess the first place to check would be the brothel," the bat said to himself.

Leaving his stall, Dusk pulled his poncho tight around him as he moved through the market. A light snowfall had started, the flakes clinging to his fur and clothes as he walked. Stepping into the brothel, Dusk spotted the female chipmunk standing by the front entrance.

"Excuse me?" he said. "I'm looking for James, have you seen him?"

"Oh, you must be Dusk!" she said. "I've heard a lot of good things about you from James. You must have made quite the impression."

Dusk felt the heat rise in his face as the female kept talking.

"Um, I haven't seen him in a while. He was here earlier to see Derrick, but I don't know where he went after that."

"You didn't see him leave? Or where he went?"

She shook her head. "Sorry, no. I was with a customer. But Derrick should be in back, if you want to see if he has any ideas."

Dusk nodded. "Thank you very much."

Dusk strode to the back of the brothel, parting the curtain and stepping into Derrick's office.

"Pardon me for the intrusion, but I was wondering if you could tell me... where..."

Dusk stopped short when the scent hit him. It was absolutely, unmistakably of James. And it was coming from some blood on the floor.

"What happened to James!?" exclaimed Dusk. "Where is he? Why is his blood here!?"

Derrick got out of his chair coming around his desk to face the other male.

"Not that it's any of your business," said Derrick, "But James is busy with some clients."

"I thought the deal was that I would be his sole client."

Derrick shrugged. "I changed my mind. Besides, it's not like you were fucking him while you were at your shop anyway. What's it matter?"

"It matters because he's hurt," said Dusk in a low voice, pointing at the blood. "Did you let those men hurt him?"

"James' mouth got him in trouble," said the rabbit. "Maybe getting smacked around a bit will do him some good. Besides, they won't do any lasting harm, so don't worry abou - ARGH!"

Dusk couldn't stop himself from lashing out. The rabbit's callous disregard for James' safety was just too much for him to handle. Before the rabbit knew what had happened the bat struck, slashing at his face with his claws, leaving the bloody gashes across his face. Derrick cried out in agony, dropping to his knees and clutching his hands over his left eye, the pain leaving him breathless. Dusk reached down and grabbed the bunny, lifting him up to look into Dusk's eyes, his hood falling away as the bat did so.

"You're a... a..." stammered Derrick.

"Yes," growled Dusk. "I'm a bat. And if you want to keep your other eye, you'll keep that information to yourself. Tell me where I can find James." He pulled Derrick closer to him, a low, deep growl rising from his throat. He raised his free hand, the rabbit's blood still on his claws. "This is the only time I'll ask nicely."

"You call this asking nicely!?" cried Derrick.

"You're still breathing and have all your limbs," said Dusk. "So yes."

All it took was a twitch of the bat's claws before Derrick was pleading with him.

"Okay, okay!" said the rabbit. "I rented him out to a couple of rabbits! They're high paying customers!"

"And you let them do this?" asked Dusk quietly, pointing to James' blood. "Or was it you?"

"Them! It was them!" said Derrick, terrified of what the bat might do if he thought he'd been the one hitting James.

Dusk pulled him close, hsi red eyes flashing angrily.

"Where can I find them?"

*************

James was writhing against the ropes holding him, whining as the two rabbits fucked him from both sides. After Trent had left a load in his ass, the rabbit's had blindfolded him and continued their fun, though not without leaving James with a few more bruises. Apparently even getting what they wanted wouldn't stop the two rabbits from being rough with him. Trent and Cayden came with loud moans, making a mess of him once again. When Trent pulled out of his mouth, the squirrel heard the bunny laugh.

"Don't pull out," he said to Cayden. "Let's see if this little slut can take us both at once."

James felt him climbing back up onto the bed. He tried to beg them not to, but the gag in his mouth made his words unintelligible. He could feel the black rabbit starting to push into him, when the door to the burrow burst open with a loud bang of splintering wood.

"Who the fuck are you!?" exclaimed Trent.

"Get out of here, can't you see we're busy?" said Cayden.

James' head thrashed around, trying to get the newcomers attention, desperate for anyone that might help him escape this horrible situation. He froze however when an angry cry filled the burrow, and he heard footsteps rushing towards them.

The bed shifted under James as he felt the rabbits get pulled off of him, cries of fright coming from Cayden. It sounded like he'd been thrown across the room. Sounds of a scuffle followed; more banging and yelling and anguished cries before everything fell silent. Silent except for the heavy breathing that was drawing closer to the helpless squirrel.

James was shaking in fear, jumping when he felt a hand caress his face. His ears perked up when a gentle voice spoke to him.

"I'm here, James. It's Dusk. You're safe now. I'm here."

James felt the ropes getting cut from him, and the gag was pulled from his mouth. He reached up to take off the blindfold, but Dusk stopped him.

"Not yet," said the bat. "Please wait until we get outside. I... I don't want you to see this."

James' fur prickled at the pained sound in the bat's voice but he did as he was told. He tried to get to his feet, but the pain the rabbits had left him with made his knees buckle. Dusk caught him before he could fall, and James found himself gently lifted into the bat's arms, something soft and warm wrapped around him as they stepped out into the biting cold.

"Alright. You can take it off now."

James reached up and removed the blindfold, tossing it away with a grimace. Looking up at Dusk, James' eyes went wide. The bat was covered in blood! The fur around his mouth was matted with it. So were the claws that even now were holding the squirrel with a gentle strength. It was then that James realized the bat was crying.

"Dusk? What's wrong?"

"I was so worried about you," said the bat. "When I couldn't find you, I panicked, and lost control."

"Lost control?" asked James. 'What does that mean?"

"Let's just say that Derrick and I came to an understanding about violent clients."

James shuddered, pressing closer to the bat. "But what if those two come back for me?"

"They won't," said Dusk firmly. "They won't be hurting anyone else ever again."

It was at that moment that James realized why Dusk might not have wanted him to see what the bat had done inside that burrow. He was sure that rabbits would have come after them.

If they'd still been alive to do so.

"You killed them, didn't you?" asked James.

"Yes, I did," said Dusk. It was obvious how much it pained the bat to admit it. "When I saw what they did to you..."

"Dusk..."

"I'm not going to let anyone hurt you," said Dusk. "I don't want you to have to go through anything like this ever again." He looked down at the squirrel, holding him close. "I love you, James. You're more important to me than anything else in this world."

James felt himself tearing up, a warmth rising in his chest that was almost enough to drive away his pain. Wincing, he raised an arm to cup the bat's cheek, smiling at him warmly.

"I love you, too."

A glowing smile spread across Dusk's face; an odd look considering his fur was still so bloody.

"I'd like nothing more than to kiss you right now," said the bat. "But I think maybe that should wait until we've gotten cleaned up."

"Fine with me," said James. "Though I'm afraid I'm not in any shape to show you just how grateful I am for this daring rescue."

"You don't have to thank me, James," said Dusk. "You've already given me the best reward I could ever hope for."

James couldn't lift his head high enough to kiss the bat's cheek right now, so he had to settle for his chest instead. Resting his head against his lover's chest, James closed his eyes, safe in the powerful arms of the bat.

"Rest now, love," said Dusk, the market coming into view.

James remembered being gently lowered into the back of the cart, a warm blanket spread over him. Sleep overtook him as a light snow began to fall, but not before he heard Dusk speak again. A sentence that filled the squirrel with happiness he wouldn't have imagined he could feel.

"Let's go home."

That thought made James smile as the world faded away to blissful sleep.

Home.

Home with the man he loved.