Shaved

S.M. Wolf

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Jack and Jill were inspired by the real life fossae at the Cleveland Metroparks Zoo, Ohio, USA. They had four kits around the time that this story was originally written in 2005.

Before reading this story, you might want to drop by Zeta Paws to look at their version of a fossa penis. It is as unique as Jack was.

Master Jack, Jill and this story are copyrighted 2005 and 2010 by S.M. Wolf. The story may not be reproduced in part or in whole without prior written permission of the author. Any resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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Jill knelt on the small ornamental rug set beside her Master's recliner. She was in the posture that had been so recently taught her - kneeling with knees wide-spread, paws on her thighs with palms up, and head bent down to stare at the ground. The twenty-four year old English female fossa had been sold to the slightly older American male fossa by the bank to pay off her huge mortgage. Now she was his property.

In truth, the situation was not too bad. Her new Master had been generally good to her. Once she got past the first few times, she found that the sex and other things were pretty enjoyable even if she had no real say in what, when and how they occurred. Master Jack seemed to like her to enjoy their couplings and other sex play.

There was one time each month that she did not always enjoy. At the beginning of each month, a new issue of Slave Trainer magazine appeared in his mailbox. The latest copy had arrived today, and her Master was avidly reading the articles and suggestions of what a Master could and should do to a slave.

In the past Master Jack had gotten everything from practical to extremely kinky ideas from the magazine. Some had been pleasant. Some had been less pleasant. None had been terrible since her Master did not enjoy hurting her, but Jill had endured more than one uncomfortable situation like the unique hogtie that her Master had learned last month and was still perfecting.

A radio played in the background, but Jill was concentrating on trying to figure out what the coming days would hold for her by listening to her Master. She could hear him talking to himself under his breath as he read and evaluated each article and picture.

"Too dangerous..."

"Kinky!"

"She MUST be triple jointed."

"If I put it there, and she bends here..."

So far there was nothing too horrible from what she could tell. Perhaps this was going to be a good month. She actually secretly enjoyed some of the things that he had learned from the magazine like the cunnilingus while she was bound in various positions from three months ago. She was starting to relax a bit as her Master approached the end of this month's issue.

Jill heard the page turn and her Master suck in his breath. Seconds passed, and still he did not let his breath out. Jill waited anxiously.

"Oh... MY!" Master Jack finally said in a hushed tone.

Jill's heart dropped. Whatever was in the article, she was certain from his tone that Master Jack would be doing it to her soon. She sharpened her hearing. Perhaps she could gain some clue of what was to come.

The femfur could hear her Master turning the magazine up, down and sideways as he stared intently at the photos in the magazine article. He got up and found a pad of paper and a pen. She started to get anxious as he made notes and apparently a shopping list. Jill did not see what he had written or the article because Master Jack locked both in his roll top desk and took her to bed early.

That night Master Jack was particularly randy. He took Jill in the pussy first. Afterwards he had her lick him until he came. She swallowed his load and kept licking him back to a fill erection. He pulled out of her mouth and thrust his prick back into her pussy. After several minutes of vigorous screwing, he climaxed and filled her again.

Master Jack was still not done. Whatever he had read was really setting him off. He turned Jill over and placed her on all fours. After she licked him to another erection, he knelt behind her and took her in the tail hole. Jill could feel both of his knots force her anus open as he hilted his cock in her rectum. After a few moments, he came a fourth and final time for that night.

Afterwards, Master Jack placed Jill on her mat at the foot of the bed. He attached the chain on the footboard to her left ankle, threw a thin blanket over her body, and left her to sleep.

Jill spent the next day chained to the footboard of the bed. It was Friday, so she assumed whatever her Master planned would occur tonight and likely last through the weekend if he enjoyed it. She wished that the chain was long enough for her to get to the roll top desk. Even if it were locked, she might be able to figure out some way to get to the magazine and learn what her fate was to be.

That night, Master Jack returned home two hours later than normal. He had obviously been shopping. He brought in a medium size brown paper bag and set it in the master bathroom. Jill did not get a chance to see what was inside of the bag. Instead her Master kept her in the kitchen preparing dinner.

Even if she was not a feline, Jill was still dying from curiosity about what was inside that bag. She was not sure if she wanted to know what it contained or not.

After dinner the two fossae retired to the master bedroom. Master Jack took her into the bathroom. He placed her in the shower. He clipped a three-foot long stainless steel chain to the ring on the front of her collar.

"Clean yourself up. Be sure to get your crotch and pubic hair very clean," Master Jack instructed Jill.

Jill blushed a bit. After last night she was still smelling strongly of sex, and she knew that some of her Master's seed was still coating her pelt down there.

Through the clear glass door Master Jack watched his slave wash. When she turned away to clean her sex, he frowned and tapped on the glass. Obediently she turned around. She could not meet the grinning face of her Master as she ran the bar of soap over her pussy and kneaded the cleanser into a lather. She had to suppress a cry as she felt herself cum as she effectively masturbated for her Master.

When she raised her tail to clean her bottom, Master jack said, "Stop.

"Put the soap on the shelf, Turn away from the showerhead, lean forward to place your palms on the wall, and spread your legs."

Jill obediently did as ordered. She could feel the warm water striking her back and flowing down over her fur. Soon it penetrated her pelt and soothed her tense muscles.

Master Jack stripped and joined Jill in the shower. He took the soap from the shelf. Standing to her left, he grabbed her tail and lifted it.

"Nice," he commented distractedly as he stared at her bum. Jill face flushed.

Master Jack worked the soap over her buttocks. He took extra time to run it up and down the crack of her ass. Several times he pressed the corner against her ass hole. Jill had to bite her lower lip to stop from crying out. The cleansing was a bit demeaning, but it felt so good. She felt the fire in her cunt ignite again.

Master Jack ran his paws through her pelt. His gentle touch felt good. He played with her tits a bit. Jill's breathing quickened.

"My turn now," Master Jack said to Jill as he handed her the soap.

Jill carefully lathered up her Master's entire body. She got him erect and pawed his shaft under the guise of cleaning it. She did not get him to cum, but he was breathing heavily when he ordered her to rinse him off.

The fossae dried off each other. It was time for the main event apparently/

"Lie down," Master Jack ordered Jill.

Obediently Jill lay down on the hard ceramic floor. The tiles felt cold and hard against her back, but she knew better than to complain. The bathroom was quite large, so there was plenty of room for her Master to walk around her. Jill's eyes tracked her Master's every movement as he prepared for the next stage.

Master Jack removed two brown boxes from the bag that he had brought home with him earlier. He opened the first and set the small bottle of gel on the floor beside Jill. The label was turned away from Jill, so she could not see what it was. He next removed a medium size spray can from the bag and set it beside the bottle.

Master Jack next removed a pair of scissors form the bag. Jill was not sure why her Master needed a pair of scissors. She stirred nervously as her apprehension rose.

Master Jack caught sight of Jill's movement out of the corner of his eyes. "Be still," he commanded her.

Jill quieted. He was still doing things, and she was not sure what was about to occur. At least his voice was not angry.

Master Jack opened the second box next. It was a plain white box with a clinical look. She gasped when she saw what was inside.

Master Jack turned and held up a razor in his left. He grinned down at his wide-eyed slave.

"Slave Trainer suggested that shaving all or part of a slave's fur was an excellent punishment for slaves.

"They also stated that cutting patterns in a slave's fur could be highly visually stimulating, and I certainly agree with them on that! The pictures were exquisite!

"But I have something else in mind for tonight."

Master Jack knelt beside Jill and set down the razor. He picked up the scissors.

"Remain perfectly still unless I tell you to move. This is my first try at this, and I do not want to cut off any part of your beautiful body like your clit..."

Master jack bent back her fur to find the edge of her areoles. He marked their edge with a few strategic snips of the scissors

Jill watched as he took the scissors and carefully trimmed he fur back from her left nipple. Clumps of her pelt fell down over her teat as her Master worked his way around the edge of her areole. Next he removed most of the remaining fur covering her nipple with the scissors. When he was done her erect nipple and dark pink areole were exposed to full sight for the first time since she was a naked kit.

Master Jack repeated the process with her right breast. When he was satisfied, he set aside the scissors. He took the spray can and shook it up. He placed the nozzle against her right tit and pressed the large button on top. A white foam erupted form the can and covered her breast like snow on a mountaintop.

"Now definitely keep still for this!" Master Jack commanded Jill.

Master Jack took the razor and carefully removed the stubble left from the scissor trim from her tits. She could feel the sharp razor trail across her dark pink flesh. With each stroke, the last remnants of her fur were removed, leaving only smooth skin.

When he was done, Master Jack wiped away the excess shaving cream. The gel proved to be an aftershave lotion that soothed the slight discomfort and burning the razor left in her bare flesh. He applied a generous amount to relieve Jill's razor burn.

Jill hoped that her ordeal was over, but it was just beginning.

"Spread your legs, Slave."

Reluctantly Jill opened her legs a bit wider.

"Wide! Now! Or do I need to get a spreader bar and some ankle cuffs? They'll come with a tawse as well."

Jill nearly cried, but she had no real choice. She opened her legs as far as she could comfortably and turned her head away from her Master.

"Good! Now let's see what your cunt looks like naked."

Master Jack ran the scissors along the length of her outer labia. He carefully outlined her pussy lips and hood. Using the scissors, he cut away most of the thin fur covering her vaginal opening. While he worked, Jill bit her lower lip and tried not to cry too much. Every so often a small sob would escape her as she felt the fur trail down over her pussy and fall to the floor. It was so humiliating to have her fur removed, especially by a male seeking his sexual pleasure with this mild perversion.

Jill jumped when Master Jack covered her cunt with shaving cream. It felt cold on her bare lips. She remained very still as he drew the razor over her recently trimmed flesh. She did not want a bloody cut or worse "down there".

The razor made short work of her stubble. Jill wanted to curl up into a ball to hide her pink flesh, but she had no option but to remain still and let her Master do as he pleased.

"My! That looks so nice."

Master Jack got up and found a small mirror. He placed it between Jill's legs and angled it towards her face.

"Don't you like the way you look now, Slave?"

Jill did not want to look, but her Master had asked a direct question. She had to turn her head and look.

Her pussy was reflected in the mirror. She was shocked at the pink flesh here brown fur had been earlier that day. It was shocking and almost obscene to see so much pink on any fur save a newborn.

"If it makes my Master happy, I am happy, Master." Jill said with some hesitation.

Master Jack just laughed.

"So, you do not like it, do you?

"Well, we will see what you think at the end of the night," Master Jack said cryptically. "I think you may change your mind by then."

Master Jack slathered gel over Jill's cunt. She jumped as his fingers worked over her snatch. Strangely she was wet when he removed his paw. She was far from feeling in the mood, yet her body was responding strongly from her Master's touch. She could not understand why.

"Now turn over onto your belly!"

Jill did as she was ordered. She gasped when her tits touched the cold tile floor. It sent waves of intense sensation into her breasts. While the cold dominated, there were other, more pleasurable sensations from the pressure against her shaved pink flesh.

Her Master laughed again. Apparently he was expecting her reaction.

"Tail high and legs spread wide!"

Jill did as she was ordered. Her breasts were pressed even harder against the ceramic tile, but Jill did not mind. Her nipples were rock hard and sending her brain all sorts of pleasure signals.

She heard the scissors and felt her Master's paw at her ass hole. He trimmed back her pelt a good inch from her anus. The razor was used to get rid of the short hairs that the scissors could not get. When her Master was done Jill's tail hole was as smooth and clean as the day she was whelped. The gel helped ease the burning sensation in her ass. It did nothing to help the burning in her face and ears when she yipped in pleasure at her Master's touch against her tail hole region.

Master Jack cleaned up the bathroom floor quickly. When he was done he took Jill back to the bedroom.

"On the bed, face down," Master Jack ordered Jill. Reluctantly she obeyed. She might be feeling a bit horny, but she was still embarrassed at what had been done to her and not looking forward to being intimate with her Master.

Master Jack went to the dresser and removed several pieces of rope. He used them to put Jill in a loose hogtie with her tail tip secured to the back of her collar.

Master Jack rolled Jill over onto her right side and grabbed her left knee. He lifted her leg to expose her cunny to his view.

"Not bad!" he commented as he surveyed her pink, slightly damp flesh.

"But let's find out if this works as advertised."

Master Jack dropped his head and placed the tip of his muzzle against Jill's clit. Her gasp turned into a scream as his tongue ran up and down her fully exposed labia.

Jill screamed again and again. The sensation from her pussy lips were ten times more intense without her pelt to protect her sensitive flesh

And the climaxes!

Jill felt like someone had plugged a 440V line into her vagina and turned on the juice. Wave after wave of pleasure ran through her body. She shivered as each wave crested and was replaced by even more intense sensations of pure sexual pleasure as her Master lapped her cunt.

She writhed in her bonds and tried to squirm away from her Master's tongue, but he followed her relentlessly across the bed until she became trapped against the headboard. Desperately Jill tried to close her legs, but Master Jack was too strong. He kept her legs forced open as he licked away at her dripping honey pot. He eagerly slurped down her nectar.

Jill was not sure how long it lasted, but it had to be at least a half hour before Master Jack finally lifted his head. For the last five minutes she had been reduced to mewing and shaking nonstop.

Master Jack pressed two fingers against the side of Jill's neck. Her heart was pounding, but her heartbeat was strong and steady if fast. She likely could take a lot more tonight. That thought made him smile. Looking up at him, Jill gulped at his grin.

Jill's screams resumed when Master Jack lowered his head again and thrust his tongue as deep into her soaked snatch as he could. She rolled over onto her back, but he followed her easily. His tongue never left her cunt. He worked it around and thrust it in and out repeatedly. Soon his muzzle and upper chest were soaked with Jill's juices, but he was wearing a big smile. He was obviously enjoying the sexual carnage he was causing his bound slave.

Jill arched her back and tried to break the ropes that bound her. That only served to thrust her pussy into her Master's face. He responded enthusiastically by using his tongue even harder.

The fun had its affect on Master jack as well as Jill. His penis was unsheathed and flying at full mast. Both of his knots were fully swollen. He was ready to take his pleasure, and his slave was obviously ready for him to mount her.

With a feral growl the male grabbed Jill's hips and pulled her towards him. He positioned her on her back with her heels pressed tight against her ass cheeks and her knees well spread. He climbed on top of her and thrust deeply and repeatedly into the recesses of her pussy. Jill screamed and arched her back as her climax took her.

As her climax hit Jill's vaginal muscles contracted and grabbed her Master's knots. The tight embrace sent him over the edge. He grunted as his balls emptied his red-hot jism into her wet snatch. Spasms ran through Jill's vaginal muscles and served to milk her Master's shaft. Jill screamed again as she felt her pussy filled with fossa seed. She did not stop cumming until her Master's cock wilted and withdrew. He rolled off his slave and lay panting beside her. Jill was in no better shape.

As she lay there Jill had to think that the intense pleasures her shaven flesh was giving her were worth the humiliation she had suffered. She did not realize that the night was far from over for her,

After both fossae had recovered their breath, Master Jack released Jill from her hogtie. She sighed as she was able to unbow her back and rub since of her stiff and sore muscles. Her relief was short-lived.

"Get up and go to the end of the bed," Master Jack ordered his pleasure slave.

Jill reluctantly did as ordered. She stood at the foot of the bed and waited for her Master. She was very conscious of him staring at her soaked crotch and inner thigh fur. There was no disguising her sexual enjoyment.

The bed had four large columns for posters. Ropes were tied to the top of the two columns at the foot of the bed. Master Jack rose and stood behind Jill. He guided her to one of the columns and secured her wrists to the post with two ropes. She was forced to stands with her arms raised well above her head.

Master jack ran his paws over her body. They lingered for just a bit on her quim, but he removed them when she gasped in pleasure.

"Not yet, or at least not that way," Master Jack whispered into Jill's right ear.

Master Jack turned Jill around and looked down at her.

"Now that we know shaving away your fur works with your cunt, let's see how your pretty titties fare!'

Master Jack reached for Jill's exposed nipples. She shook her head no futilely. She tried to back up. Her back hit the bedpost. She was trapped between it and her Master's paws.

Master Jack stroked both of her tits. Almost instantly her nipples sprang up and hardened. He took them between his thumb and forefinger and gently played with them. As with her cunny the sensations were magnified by the lack of fur. Even the brush of her Master's fingers against her areoles was electric.

Jill could only squirm against the hard wooden post as her Master played with her nipples and breasts. She started screaming again when Master Jack dropped his head and suckled on her left nipple. He sucked on it hard, and it grew even larger in his mouth. The pleasure streaming up her breast to her brain was so intense it was nearly painful.

Secretly Jill enjoyed her Master playing with her nipples like this, but she had never told him so. She had even gone so far as to try to discourage him on occasion. Her reverse psychology ploy had worked each time as she was "punished" by her Master using her breasts in some form of sex play that left her wet from multiple "forced" climaxes.

Now her full voiced cries of pure delight left no question about her Master's attention. Indeed, she not only howled in delight, she did her best to encourage him to even greater effort. She could hear and feel him laughing as she vulgarly urged him on.

Jill climaxed hard, but Master Jack only shifted his muzzle from her left titty to her right. He continued to suckle while pawing both of her breasts. The continued pleasure drove Jill to an even higher state of sexual frenzy. She was pushed over the edge when her Master gently nipped her right nipple. The short, sharp pain caused her to climax and scream. She stood there cumming for many seconds. When her cries began to diminish, Master Jack gave her left nipple a small nip. The unexpected second spark of pain sent her right back over the top into another noisy orgasm. Her climax was so intense she swooned and would have fallen except for the ropes that held her upright.

Master Jack undid Jill's bindings. He turned her around and bent her forward over the end of the mattress. Her position presented her shapely ass to him. He reached down and stroked his already ramrod hard shaft with his right paw as he watched and waited for Jill to recover.

Once the female fossa's panting slowed and some semblance of thought returned to her eyes, Master Jack said with a grin, "One more to try tonight..."

Jill felt her tail lifted and bent to her right. She wanted to pull away, but her body had other ideas. The thought of her Master's cock rammed into her rectum past her shaved anus was exciting it and driving her to be covered by the male fossa standing behind her. Instead of crawling away, she spread her legs wide, looked back over her left shoulder and flashed him a grin to invite him to mount her.

For a night that had started so poorly with her being humiliated by her Master trimming away her fur, it had certainly turned into a strange yet wonderful event. She wanted more of the intense sensations from her naked flesh.

Master Jack fingered Jill with his left paw. She groaned in pleasure as she felt him slide in and out of her snatch. When his fingers were good and wet he started transferring her honey to her tail hole. She sucked her breath in as she felt the sudden coolness as her juices evaporated, but they were quickly replaced by more hot nectar.

Soon the fingers transferring her pussy juices were pushing their way into her rectum and coating her insides with her own nectar. They also pulled her gently open and prepared her to accept her Master's shaft.

When Jill was well lubricated Master Jack withdrew his fingers. He grabbed her waist and guided the tip of his shaft to her waiting anal rose. With a loud grunt he thrust forward and buried the first inch of his seven inch cock into his slave's bottom.

Jill groaned in pleasure as she felt her tail hole invaded. She felt her Master thrust repeatedly as he slowly but relentlessly shoved the first two inches of his shaft into her bottom. The inch diameter shaft felt good going in. She felt his first knot press against her anus. She grabbed the sheets in her paws and gritted her teeth as Master Jack forced the one and three quarters inch across knot into her rectum.

Once the first knot was in, the larger portion of his shaft held her open nearly almost half again as far as before.

Master Jack pressed Jill's hips down onto the bed as he began to rock his own hips back and forth. The inch and a half of his shaft between his first and second knot ran in and out of his slave's ass hole. His larger second knot pressed her butt cheeks apart and rubbed against her shaved flesh. Yet again the intense sensations sent her into ecstasy. She screamed as she climaxed intensely. More of her nectar flowed down her inner thighs and dripped onto the floor.

"Please, Master! More!"

Master Jack did not oblige her by burying more of his cock into her ass, but her did pick up his pace. Jill came sever times in rapid-fire mini-climaxes. She writhed on the bed as her Master continued to pump his dick in and out of her tail hole.

With a loud howl Master Jack shoved his hips forward hard. His two and a half inch diameter second knot forced Jill's back door incredibly wide as it slid into her. She clenched her buttocks around her Master's knot and set him off. She screamed as the feel of the larger knot in her rectum combined with her Master painting her interior with his hot cum sent her over the top yet again.

Master Jack collapsed on top of Jill and pressed her entire body into the mattress. He continued to cum for some time as he lay tied to Jill. She was surprised at how full she felt by the time he was done. She could feel some of his jism dribble over her shaved flesh when his cock finally wilted and withdrew back to his sheath.

The fossae rested for some time. Both were exhausted but incredibly sexually satisfied. Jill wondered if her Master had anything left or if the fun was over for tonight. When he took her back to the bathroom and a quick shower she thought it likely that the evening was indeed done.

However, Master Jack took out the shaving instruments again. Jill was briefly afraid that he was going to remove even more of her pelt, but then she realized it would likely only heighten her pleasure more. So long as it did not show except when she was naked, Jill found herself not minding the thought of losing more pelt for more pleasure.

Instead Master Jack handed the scissors to Jill and said, "I want you to shave my ball sac and sheath. Be very careful. If you cut me you will be punished. Hurt me more..."

Jill swallowed. The threat was clear. She had to be careful not to neuter her Master.

She actually could understand his concern. He was giving her an incredible opportunity to do him serious harm. She had never been aggressive towards him or disobedient, but this was a rare and unique opportunity. There was a certain level of risk for him to let her shave him.

Jill had no intention of hurting her Master. She wanted more of the fun that they had been sharing, and, if he was shaved and feeling the same intense pleasure, she was going to be getting more mind-blowing sex. In her present state-of-mind, that meant more to her than some vague revenge upon him. After all, he had been relatively good to her anyway.

It proved fairly easy to use the scissors to cut away the bulk of the fur covering her Master's crotch. She carefully outlined his long sheath and trimmed away the fur covering it. She also worked on removing the fur over his slit. He shifted a couple of times as she snipped away, and she could hear his breathing quicken, but he remained flaccid which made her work much easier.

The razor proved to be a safety blade. It was unlikely that she could actually do more than nick him. That gave her some confidence as she started her work.

Applying the shaving cream proved to be fun for both of them. Kneading it in brought him to full erection. She nearly had him cream in her face when she drew the razor over his sheath in long, slow strokes. Her Master managed to control himself for now. Jill was sure that would change soon, and she found herself looking forward to it.

After Jill was done shaving her Master and had wiped away the remnants of the shaving cream, Master Jack sat on the edge of the vanity and spread his legs wide. His dick pointed straight up. The slick pink shaft was now joined by the bare skin of his sheath and balls.

Jill was not surprised when Master Jack pointed at his stiff prick and ordered her, "Get to work!"

Jill did not need a second invitation. She pounced on her Master. She knew what it was like to have him lick her to repeated orgasms after shaving her pussy. Now she wanted to see how he responded to her tongue on his bare flesh. It was also retribution and payment of sorts for what he had done to her.

Master Jack's eyes rolled back in his head and he let out a long sigh of bliss as he felt Jill's tongue slowly lap over his balls, sheath and prick. He grabbed the edge of the sink top in his paws. His grip was so tight that Jill thought he was going to break something.

"Oh, GOD!" Master Jack exclaimed

Jill grinned. She could well understand his reaction.

Jill started licking his balls while running her paws up and down his sheath and shaft. His entire body shook like an autumn leaf in a hurricane. He would not last much longer.

The female fossa stopped licking her Master's balls and took his cock into her mouth. She swallowed as much of his shaft as she could before he started erupting in another orgasm. Her mouth was filled with salty cum. She drank it down as her Master continued to spurt again and again.

It was nearly a minute before the last drops of sperm were done. Jill cleaned her Master's cock. His shaft went limp and retreated into his sheath.

Jill looked at her Master. He was so drained that he was leaning back against the mirror on the wall. His eyes were closed and his mouth was half open with a bit of drool in one corner. His entire body was covered in sweat, and he was breathing hard.

Jill grinned. She had apparently given her Master as good an orgasm as she had received from him earlier.

It took Master Jack several minutes to recover, but when he did he grabbed Jill, threw her over his shoulder and took her back to bed. She grinned in open delight the entire time. When he threw her onto the bed she opened her arms and legs to accept her Master into her body again. He obliged by laying on top of her and mounting her again.

The two fossae spent the rest of the night and much of the weekend enjoying the pleasures of shaved flesh.