Unrelated Story
Hi everyone. Before you read this, you should know this has nothing to do with the original story. I got a writer's block and just wrote this for fun. I may or may not continue this so, yeah. This one's not really good but you might like it. Comment and rate if you can. Also, tell me if I missed any tags.
Freddie is a 16 year old fox. Both of his parents died in a car crash while he was still young. He was taken in by his uncle. But at the age of 15, his uncle was taken into the hospital. He died the next day. He didn't have any other close family relatives, nor did he have friends. Fortunately, before his uncle died, he was given enough money to buy a house and was able to take care of himself. What's happening to him now? Let's find out...
I'm still struggling to get a job. It's been almost a year now since my uncle died. All of his money will be wasted if I don't get a job soon. Unfortunately, there was none available tonight.
I went to from one place to another looking for one. But there wasn't any available. So I got out from the convenience store, and went home. It was pretty late, about 10:30 or something. I was only a few blocks away from home when I felt someone slam against my back and gripped me.
"HEY! GET OFF ME! GET OFF ME!" I yelled. I struggled to break free from the grip. But the fur was too strong. I tried harder but it was useless.
I heard the fur whisper, "Shhh, don't make this any harder than it already is."
He tightened his grip; I was running out of energy. I tried harder, but he was too strong.
"Stop struggling, relax..." he whispered.
Panic and fear filled my body. "STOP! LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" I yelled.
The grip loosened and I tried one more time to break free. But before I did, I suddenly felt a napkin on my mouth and nose. The smell was a little sweet. After a few breaths, my body started to get weak. I couldn't move.
"There you go, nice and easy." I heard. The grip wasn't tight anymore. It was the perfect chance to escape but I couldn't. My eyes started to get heavy, I was feeling sleepy, I couldn't move my body. And then, I blacked out. I don't know for how long but I did. However, I heard a few words before I did. "Good boy, now you're coming with me."
I woke up. I was on a bed. And my clothes were gone! I panicked! I looked around; I was in a bedroom or something. I tried to get up but I felt my hands are cuffed to the bed. I felt terrified, being in this situation. I desperately tried to get the handcuffs off, but it was no use. I was bounded to the bed. I scanned the room, my clothes weren't there. The only things that I could see in the room were the bed, a door, and a table with some things on it. I squinted to see it a little more clearly. Fear filled my body when I saw what they were. There was a ball gag, a collar, a tube of what looks like lube and some other things. I struggled even more, trying to escape. I knew what was coming when I saw those "things". I was about to become someone's "toy". I don't want to get involved in something like this. To become someone's sex slave, just the thought of that made me even more scared. Suddenly, I heard the door open. I saw a black wolf standing outside. He was naked like me. His huge cock was hanging. "You look even cuter when you're naked." He said.
He walked over to the bed. I started whimpering. Whatever it is he's thinking, I don't want to take part in it. I felt his paw start to run up my leg. I tried to move my leg, but I couldn't.
"W-why can't I move?" I asked.
"I put a little something in you while you were out." He answered. "Don't worry, you won't be able to move but you can still feel the pleasure I'm about to give you."
"Who are you? Why did you pick me?" I asked, sounding a little terrified.
He pulled back his paw. "You don't remember me?" he said. "I was at the convenience store. I was there."
Now that I think about it, I do remember seeing a black wolf somewhere there. "But why me? I wasn't the only one there, why did you pick me?"
He came closer to me. I felt him place his paw on my chest, rubbing me. "The minute I saw you, I knew what you wanted. You didn't need a job. What you really needed was attention. I was just happy to oblige."
He pulled his paw away and went to the table. He picked up a collar. "The moment I saw you, I could tell your body was screaming, begging for me to take you."
He came back to the table and placed the collar on my neck. "I want you to wear this. To let everyone know, you are my slut."
I whimpered. "Please, let me go."
"Now why would I do that?" he whispered. "I thought you wanted this?"
"No! I don't! Please! Let me go!" I snapped.
"Your mouth says that, but your body is saying something else." I felt his paw start to run up my legs. He started stroking my cock. I let out a soft moan. "See? You like this..."
I got hard and horny. He could tell that I was enjoying it. "Please... stop it..." I moaned.
"Why should I? You seem to like it very much." He said. He continued stroking my hard cock.
"No... No I don't. Please, just let me go." I pleaded.
"Stop lying to yourself. We both know how much you want this." He stopped stroking me. He got up and went to the table. He took a ball gag. "As much as I would love to hear you scream and moan and beg for more, I have to put this on you."
He put the gag on my mouth.
He held my legs and spread them, and exposed my virgin hole wide open.
I started crying. I don't want to be part of this. I don't want to be part of any of this.
"Don't cry, I know you're going to enjoy this." He said. He picked up something from the table. "Now then, let's get your ass lubed and ready.
He put some lube on his fingers and started fingering my ass. I let out a soft moan. He started with one finger, and then two, and then three.
He pulled out his fingers. "I think you're ready for me." And then he lubed his dick.
He started rubbing his cock along my hole. I could feel the tip of his cock start to enter me. Fuck, it's huge. I started whimpering and crying. He started stroking my cock again. I let out another soft moan.
"There you go, see? You do like this." He said.
And then, he did it. He started to thrust a few more inches inside me. He was stretching my ass wide. I felt both pain and pleasure.
"Damn you're tight. Try to relax."
He stroked me faster, and he began to thrust his huge cock deeper. I moaned even louder.
"I knew you would love this. Don't deny it..."
I can't deny it any longer. I did like it. No, I loved it. Having him deep inside me, having him stroke my dick, becoming his slut, all of it, I did love it. But a part of me is telling me this isn't right. I don't want to become like this. Not like this!
His thrusts got even faster and harder, stretching my hole even wider. After a few minutes, his thrusts became gentler and softer.
"Ooooh, I'm getting close." He said.
And so was I, I was leaking out precum. He continued to lubricate my cock with my own precum. I'm not going to lie, I loved how he was doing it. Now I really do feel like his slut.
After what felt like hours of thrusting and stroking, I was about to cum. I couldn't hold it in. His continued stroking was making it even harder for me.
"Don't hold it in, cum for me my little fox, cum!"
And I did. I let out one more loud cry and came. I cummed my thick hot see. I spurted it out all over my body, from my mouth to my belly.
"Now it's my turn." He said. I felt his thrusts got harder and faster. And then he finally climaxed inside me. I could feel his hot cock erupting thick hot seed inside me.
"It's not over yet." He panted. His seed-covered paw lifted the ball gag from my mouth and he kissed me. His lips touched mine and I felt his tongue run around mine. He broke the kiss and said, "Now, what do you say?"
"Thank you." I said. I don't know why I said it, but I did. Maybe I really am a slut.
I must have passed out for a few minutes, I think. I opened my eyes to see the wolf standing next to the door.
"That was fun but I have to get going." He said.
"Wait! Don't leave me here!" I cried just when he was about to leave.
"Don't you worry; I promise I'll come back tomorrow."
Before I could say another word, he turned off the lights and left.
And there he left me, still chained to the bed, covered in both of our hot seed, wearing nothing but a collar. I started to cry.
While crying, I began to think. Is this what's going to happen to me for the rest of my life? To be someone's sex slave? To be broken and never be able to live my normal life again?
No, I'm not going to end up like this. But there was very little what I could do. I'm chained to the bed. What else could I do? I continued crying till I fell asleep.