{"sf1_id":27168,"sf2_id":"lmX754Be","title":"The Exibit","author":"gamefreek","words":1732,"posted_at":"2007-06-30T17:00:00.000Z","tags":["Exhibitionism","Fox","M/F","NC","Rabbit","Torture (moderate)","Voyeurism"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/27168-the-exibit","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/lmX754Be","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=27168\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"This story is inspired by the art work by Kkatman entitaled Exibit and has been posted with her permission. If you enjoy this story please view her art work!  \n [http://www.yiffstar.com/index.yiff?action=authorsearch\u0026authorsearch=Kkatman](http://www.yiffstar.com/index.yiff?action=authorsearch\u0026authorsearch=Kkatman)  \n  \nThe door sealed behind him with a barely audible hiss leaving him sealed in a  \nsmall metal-gray room that was empty save for a burgundy colored leather,  \nthickly padded, sealed with bronze clips and deep set bronze buttons with wide  \nset dark stained oak wood feet.  \n  \nThere was also a carved oak end table featuring four nude furs, a rabbit, a wolf,  \na doe and a rabbit as the legs of the table, each bound to each other threw carved  \nwooden links of chain to their breasts and pussies, each with a look of pain from  \nthe cross supports that were carved to seem as if the delved deep into their tail  \nholes. Their arms were pulled back sharply over their heads and bound at their  \nwrists to hold up the smooth, unadorned circular tabletop.  \n  \nResting upon the table top was a simple copper box with a dial upon it with small  \ntick marks surrounding it in a half circle that slowly changed in color from green  \nto red. The small arrow on the dial currently showed it to be set fully down into  \nthe green, it's lowest setting no doubt.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Easing himself down onto the chair, easily slipping his white tipped rust-red tail  \nthrew the small gap provided for just such a reason, the leather whispered softly,  \nhighly conditioned with age, there was no other way to soften leather to achieve  \nthat same whisper soft sound other than well cared for age and use he looked  \nthrew the only other object in the room as the wall covering it silently slipped  \ndown into the floor. The wall now revealed was made entirely of glass, or more  \naccurately one-way mirror glass and showed him a breath-taking sight.  \n  \nAs he rested his elbow on the thick armrest he placed his rust-red with black  \nstreaks across the cheeks and white fur under his muzzle in his black fur gloved  \npaw as his amber eyes roamed over the view before him.  \n  \nThe room reviled was small, no wider than the room he was in, which was only  \n10 feet, and only went back 20 to 25 feet. His eyes flickered back and forth from  \na lift time of habit, scanning the room from the back and working forward.  \nAgainst the wall was a small kitchen area with a small refrigerator that had turned  \na tacky yellow-white next to an equally small stove range that was a faded kaki  \ncream color cupboards that had been pained the same shade as the stove set  \nabove a tiny space saver dish washer of a brand probably no longer in production  \nall set on cheep white vinyl tile. Closer and on his left was a small exposed  \nshower surrounded by glass with a toilet set next to it, and across from this was  \nthe only table, a cheep metal and brown plastic number with matching chair, both  \nriveted to the floor so that they could not be used. Under it is where the carpet  \nbegan, that horrible molted brown, tan, kaki mix that wouldn't show how badly it  \nneeded to be cleaned or replaced for years, if not decades.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; But it was the last piece of furniture that drew all of his attention to it in the end  \n. A simple brown colored stuffed sofa that showed its self to be of a younger age  \nthan of the rest of the room and upon it laid a naked white female rabbit in her  \nlate 20's possibly early 30s with long black hair that likely reached just below her  \nshoulder blades. She was slim, muscular with out being athletic, more as if she  \ntook care to stay fit before ending up here. Her head rested on the low arm rest  \nof the sofa, her long ears hanging limply over the side with one arm draped  \ncarelessly over them. Her face twitched restlessly in her fitful slumber, soft  \nwhimpers coming forth from slightly parted lips.  \n  \nAs his eyes traveled down her body slowly he smirked slightly at the rise and fall  \nof her full C cup breasts peaked with strawberry red nipples jutting out from her  \nfur hardened as she breathed fitfully in her sleep with her left arm slipped beneath  \nthem, lifting them up slightly while her fingers twitched against her side. He  \nadmired her flat belly and the soft rounding of her hips as his attention was drawn  \nto the darker tuft of fur nestled between her out spread legs. Her left leg was  \ndraped over the back of the sofa while at the same time her right leg was hanging  \noff the side of the sofa, her foot resting on the floor.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Slipping around and down from those curved hips were a pair of tight lines that  \nmet down at her clit and met the device encircling it tightly the spread out around  \nthe mound of her pussy which was held tightly in its grasp before slipping back  \nbehind her. As lovely as the rabbit was, and as much as his body responded to the  \nsight of her laying there, exposed for anyone to see, it was that device that had  \nbrought him here.  \n  \nA slight hiss marked the fact that the speakers had been turned on, confirmed by  \nthe fact that he could now here her whimper in her sleep and as he watched she  \nshifted and squirmed on the sofa, her sleep troubled by the constant pain that the  \ndevice caused her at all times.  \n  \nResting his hand on top of the dial he began to slowly turn it up, tick by small tick  \nevery slow second, watching as the rabbit began to squirm more in her sleep,  \nwhimpering and breathing more quickly as the pain rose. Just as he was passing  \nhalf way, with her writhing and panting in pain from the touch of a demented  \nlover she came awake, screaming in pain, her back arching sharply and still he  \ncontinued to turn the dial up slowly and steadily, shifting around in his chair as he  \nwatched her buck, writhe, scream and cry in the face of the ever increasing pain.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; As he passed the ¾ mark on the dial she fell off of the sofa, landing on the floor  \nwith a heavy thud that she didn't even seem to notice as she squirmed and  \nmoaned and writhed and begged for the pain to stop. Her fingers and toes dug  \ndeep into the carpeting as she arched her head back to scream like an animal, her  \npussy showing directly at the glass, showing him the red swelling caused by the  \npain and a faint glimmer of light on moisture seeping from between her tortured  \nlips.  \n  \nAs the dial reached the maximum setting her hips were bucking in the air in a  \nparody of meeting the movements of a lover as she cried out for the pain to end,  \nbegging for it to stop. Her paws were clenched in the carpet under her chest with  \nher legs spread open wide, as if any contact with her pussy made it worse for her  \nbare.  \n  \nRapidly he turned it down to its lowest setting, making her collapse into a  \nsobbing, crying heap that was slowly curling up into a ball. As she began to rock  \nback and forth in place he quickly turned it up to its maximum setting, making  \nher throw her head back as she uncoiled admits a scream of pain before collapsing  \nonce more as he quickly turned it back down, leaving her laying limp on the floor.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He gave her no peace however, cranking the knob back and forth fully and  \nquickly he sent lances of pain threw her pussy again and again, making her  \nscream and writhe sharply before going limp for just a moment before it happened  \nagain and again.  \n  \nOver and over for what must have felt like hours to her he continued to pulse the  \ncontrol over and over from highest to lowest and back again, watching her writhe  \non the floor, now on her back, her paws digging deep into the carpet above her  \nhead, her body at enough of an angle for him to enjoy the sharp bouncing of her  \nbreasts from her panting and screaming and the view of her now wet pussy.  \n  \nLeaning forward he watched her shake her head in denial while crying out No as  \nif to prevent what was about to happen. Cranking the dial all the way up to full he  \nleft it there as she cried out her loudest yet, her back arching to its limit as her  \nhead thrashed about. With a final sharp cry her body betrayed her completely as  \nshe shook as her orgasm ripped threw her and poured thickly from between her  \npussy lips to stain the fur between her legs, over the curve of her ass, dripping  \ndown from the lush puff of her tail to soak the carpet under her.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; After giving it another moment he turned the dial back down fully, letting her  \ncollapse into a sobbing heap so similar to the pose she had been in during her  \nslumber. Her right arm flung up over her head, pinning her ears to the rough  \ncarpet, her left resting under her heaving breasts and her legs splayed lewdly wide,  \njust as the door slid open, admitting his host into the room. With out taking his  \ngaze off of the panting rabbit he smiled and addressed his host.  \n  \n\"This is a very fine demonstration model you have set up, a show stopper I believe  \nit would be called. I think I shall take two of these units with me at the very least  \nand quite possibly order several more in the weeks and months to come.\"  \n  \nHe stood up and turned to face his host, one hand brushing down the front of his  \nsuit, who was standing just past the opened doorway, in the darkened hallway as he  \nstrode forward a few steps towards his host, one paw reaching out to offer a  \nhandshake.  \n  \n\"Yes I do believe you will receive a fair amount of business from me in the  \nfuture.. ahh... your pardon what was your name again? Doctor...?\"  \n  \n  \n\n"}