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I was rudely forced to my knees after two men chained me and dragged me into a very plushly furnished room. What happened here? Why was I kidnapped? I didn't know what this was all about... But someone grabbed my chin and forced me to look up at the Fox sitting on a black leather couch in front of me.

This man's gaze was unfathomable. His clothes were very expensive and plush. A dark suit with gold embroidery. He was holding a wine glass as he looked at me. His eyes were feline and orange, and his hair long and purple. His fur was also orange.

I couldn't speak, I was gagged. My hands were handcuffed behind my back, which also hung from a chain that one of the two guys was holding in his hands. Probably to prevent me from trying to jump up and run away.

My heart was pounding as the Fox got up and started circling me. He looked at me very closely from all sides. My chin was now released. I lowered my head.

"Good catch. This Skunk is really handsome I must say." he announced to the two who had brought me here. "You really deserve a treat." He smiled, as he spoke.

I followed him with my eyes. But not for long.

As soon as my chains made a clanking noise, created by my looking around for the exit I was trying to reach somehow, his eyes were on me again.

He crouched in front of me to grab my face. "Don't get stupid ideas. You're just making your situation needlessly worse." He began, piercing my brown eyes with his feline orange eyes, which even had slit pupils like a cat's. He pushed my long cream colored strands of hair back from my forehead. He wore white gloves.

"You have exactly two options." He explained and put two fingers in front of my nose.

"You can behave yourself and do what we want... This will result in you becoming a sex slave here in the Mansion. It would be a very hard life, but at least it would not be all bad..."

What should be good about it? A hard life as a sex slave?! I shook my head in desperation, but he just said, "You should let me finish. After all, we don't really need you here and could just get rid of you. And sell you to someone who would torture you, or kill you. This is your second option. Resist us and be delivered right there at the doorstep of one of those Necromancers who need bodys for their experiments. Your live force is being sucked out of your body in a horrible way that will slowly and painfully torture you to death. You would never see the light of day again... never again spend a single day of your life away from the cell that you would be plugged into and used."

He stood up.

My eyes widened in horror. My heartbeat got faster and faster. I shook my head violently. "Mh.. Mhh..." I looked at the Fox with a pleading look. I didn't want that. He just stared at me. Why did he just stare at me?

I shook my head again. I felt sick. I felt the guy come closer to me again. "Here you are being spared from something like that." He almost sounded comforting. "You don't have to go there if you're going to be a good slave. Your status will be that of a very low slave at first, but what your specific role is, we will decide after a little test. But you will definitely have to live here and sexually satisfy us. If you're a good slave, you'll be allowed to be satisfied too...maybe even in a... pleasant way. You may even get a very good status over time and gain certain freedoms. Who knows. After all, you are responsible for your own behavior."

I shuddered and felt a lump form in my throat. I didn't want to go to those horrible necromancers to be tortured, nor did I want to be a slave who had to obey others. Damn, I was really shaking all over. Crying in front of these people was the last thing I needed right now.

I noticed how the guy who was holding the chain I was being attached to, now attaching it to a hook in the floor to force me to stay in the room. The Fox nodded to both of them, then they left the room, leaving me alone with him. I stared after them.

Meanwhile, the Fox had taken something out of a shelf. "I'll be your new master, but if you're smart, you've already figured that out on your own." he said while his back was turned to me. Then he turned to me again.

Getting out of here was the main rattle in my head, but of course I listened anyway, because provoking him and ending up as a subject for some sick necromancers wasn't what I was aiming for.

I stared at him. "I'm about to remove your gag. I expect you to keep your mouth shut except when I'm asking you questions. Understood?" I nodded as I didn't see any other option at the moment.

The gag ball in my mouth was super uncomfortable and my jaw was already hurting. Getting rid of it was at least a good thing. The Fox came closer to me. I watched as he raised his hand but then he didn't do what I expected but grabbed my collar to pull me forward then pushed me down to the floor, where he forced me to lie on my stomach and held me there, so I couldn't get up again.

"I know you don't want to obey me." I heard him say. I whimpered softly. "You'll have incentives to please me soon enough, though," he explained.

Something clicked, then suddenly I heard a faint vibration. I already knew what he wanted. He pulled my pants down a bit, for which he held me down even more. What he was holding was clearly a vibrator butt plug, which he teasingly rubbed my butt with, so I could feel the vibration getting closer and closer to my anus.

By now he sat on my back so I couldn't resist what he was doing. He made playful circles around my anus with the vibrating device, but didn't insert it into me yet. Still, that was already stimulating me.

I whimpered and twisted a bit under him, though it was pretty unsuccessful. How would that make me want to obey him? The guy made me horny but I didn't want to...

But what I noticed was that slowly but surely a clear erection was forming.

He circled a few more times before I finally felt him start pushing it inside me. It was larger than I had anticipated, although not so large that it would necessarily hurt. In any case, he pushed it unbearably slowly deeper and deeper into me from behind, so that the vibration reached deeper and deeper and my whimpering became an unwanted soft moan. Finally it was all in me. A portion was still sticking out, but that was just the safety end, which flattened out in a way that prevented it from going all the way into me. He had to be able to remove it again...

It vibrated so strongly inside me... I squeezed my eyes shut and moaned louder, just as the guy stepped off me.

I had a strong urge to use my cock to stimulate myself even more intensely, but of course I couldn't because I was handcuffed. Sooner or later the vibrator would force me to cum anyway because the lust was getting stronger, I just couldn't suppress it.

Either way, I now noticed how the guy grabbed me and forced me to sit up straight again. This position meant that the vibration was pressed more against sensitive regions. I groaned in involuntary pleasure again.

With my pants half pulled down and exposed against my will, I sat in front of this Fox who watched me while I was being forced to be super horny. I didn't want to look him in the eye. I looked aside in embarrassment.

Next he grabbed my tail and tied it to the floor with a small chain. After that was all done, he finally removed my gag as well, but meanwhile he said: "What you feel inside is a magical, high-tech vibrator designed to keep you from cumming." I heard the smile in his voice. He sounded amused.

"You will soon find that the vibration will adapt to your desire. The small device knows when you are about to climax and prevents this in various ways. By vibrating less, or stopping... or with small electric shocks, whichever is most effective. In any case, it serves to keep you trapped in a highly aroused state... and to torment you. Should you somehow try to masturbate and thereby get closer to climax than allowed, or even actually manage to cum, it will punish you quite simply by secreting a painfully burning substance up your ass and also delivering very painful electric shocks. This punishment will continue until I turn it off... So it wouldn't stop unless I choose to stop it. Do you understand?"

I couldn't stop shaking. His explanation made me extremely nervous. "Yes." I said quietly and miserably. "Good." He answered.

I saw him pull out a feather and start stroking my penis. Very gently and slowly. Up and down and again and again... Why was that so erotic...

"Then you now have an incentive not to displease me. I am now going to ask you questions and I want you to answer them truthfully. If you lie or don't answer them, then you simply can't cum." I looked at him in fear, but I nodded in desperation.

"What is your name?" The first question came.

"Vanilla Caramel" I answered. You could hear in my voice the extreme pleasure I felt. He drove me crazy with the feather. While he was watching me closely, he specifically stimulated my glans... I involuntarily tilted my head back and felt like I was about to cum, but winced when I got an electric shock in my anus instead and the vibration suddenly stopped completely. He continued to tickle me though, chuckling softly as I whimpered in desperation again. "How old are you?" he asked. "I am twenty five" I returned. The vibration slowly started again. Now it became irregularly stronger and weaker, which drove me crazy.

"How about your sexuality?" He sounded curious and cocked his head.

"I like men." I let him know. Slowly the feeling of wanting to cum became more and more unbearable. I clenched my buttocks and pushed against the vibration, which grew weaker in response as I became more desperate.

"Can you take my little torture well?" he asked next, which made me shake my head. "No..."

"Are you usually more of a dom or a sub?" Why didn't he stop sounding so damn amused? I couldn't control myself very well and moaned again and again.

I was uncomfortable with this question. "I'm rather submissive..." I said sheepishly. I started rocking back and forth. My body did what it wanted, I couldn't help but try to ride the stupid thing inside me. The Fox looked at me. The feather concentrated only on my glans, the most sensitive part of my penis and made me feel so much pleasure.

"So you like to be controlled then?" These questions kept getting shittier and meaner. I didn't want to answer it... "Yes..." I admitted after a moment's hesitation. I had no guarantee that he would make me cum when this was over, but I had to cum so badly... Meanwhile, the vibrator punished me with a slightly stronger shock that made me gasp in pain. "Ow..." I whimpered.

"Stop riding it. You don't want to come to an illicit climax and experience what I described to you...?"

Although he said so and clearly warned me, he seemed to want to provoke just that. Why didn't he stop tickling me with the feather? Even these small, gentle touches had to force me to cum sooner or later, as I slowly realized as I was slowly driven towards the peak of my lust by him.

He would make me cum while it was inside me and it would hurt me. He seemed to notice the panic building up in me. I felt his satisfaction. His eyes were on me like those of a predator.

Not wanting to let the fear turn me off, the vibtaror began to work harder again. It wanted me to stay aroused. I couldn't suppress the moans of pleasure.

"What's your favorite sex position?" he now asked. All these sexual questions... so I couldn't distract myself? "I... love being fixated and taken from behind..." Between speaking, a groan escaped me.

He chuckled again. Then he seemed to listen. The vibrator made warning beeps and barely vibrated because I was about to cum.

"I have a feeling you're taking a little too much pleasure in what I'm doing with the feather. Can't you suppress it?"

I shook my head. I really couldn't. "No." I whimpered. He was about to force me to climax.

Just before I could actually cum, he stopped and removed the feather. "Somehow it pleases me to see you so aroused," he commented. "I like it when our slaves are desperate and want to be sexually satisfied so badly... And are not allowed to. That's why we introduced the rule that all slaves have a magic symbol tattooed on them, with which we can prevent them from experiencing any orgasms. Only with the direct permission of a Master are they allowed to cum." he explained to me.

That sounded like a horrible prospect. "Since it's no real fun unless you're always incredibly desperate and aroused, a powerful aphrodisiac is always mixed into your food and drink, forcing you to stay horny at all times. A substance is also added to the bath water that causes the body to be extremely easily excitable. You are being kept in a state where you will barely be able to tolerate the fact that you are unable to cum and will be desperate for someone to allow you to experience gratification." He laughed again.

The prospect of having my sexuality completely in the control of others in this way only aroused me more somehow. My body tingled horribly. Drops of pleasure came out of me, which he noticed as he began to tickle my penis with the feather again.

"You seem to like that?" he smiled. "It arouses me." I said incredibly quietly, only because he said if I didn't answer his questions I would be punished by not being allowed to cum.

"Don't worry... We do realize that if you are never at all satisfied, there is also no fun. To compensate for having to allow you to cum more often than we would like, we came up with a compromise. At an interval customized for everyone individually ,you'll be getting sated... how much time there is between intervals depends on how well your body can handle the withdrawal . However, you will be punished directly for it. Kind of like what I'm doing with you right now, but there are many other interesting ways. I don't want to spoil the surprise."

He put down the feather and came even closer to me and lifted me onto his lap. He hugged me with one arm as if to give me closeness... with the other hand he started jerking me off.

Even though I knew what to expect, I couldn't help but lean into him and seek more of the pleasure that I actually desperately needed while moaning loudly and being stimulated and driven ever further to climax. The device tried to prevent it and sent more and more regular surges of electricity that caused me pain. I winced and writhed a little.

"I'll make you cum a few times." he whispered in my ear. "It will punish you more and more for each climax."

His hand, gripping my penis tightly, picked up the pace. He stroked my glans with his thumb... I tried to suppress it in fear, but he just wouldn't let me. He finally forced me to cum mercilessly... I tilted my head back in lust when I finally pushed over the edge and felt release... My sperm came out and spilled over his hand.

The next moment I felt something liquid being pumped into me, which immediately began to burn like hell. Electric shocks were delivered that made me double over in pain.

I turned violently, but the Fox was now pinning me to the ground and staring at me.

Tears ran down my cheeks. He had to get it out of me... "Please get it out..." I begged miserably.

"I have already said what will happen to you now. You will endure it And because you spoke without my permission, I will prolong your punishment here."

he announced. He started stimulating me again.

"I think 25 forced orgasms should be good. One for every single year of your life." He decided. His hand grabbed my penis again, which he immediately massaged.

I hunched over, narrowing my eyes.. I wanted to get out of here and far away. Instead, I couldn't help but groan loudly because he wouldn't stop arousing me, while that thing in my ass kept punishing me for it.

The moans were followed by sobs because I was crying now. Why did he hurt me so much? I shook my head again. The guy kept going and going....