{"sf1_id":3484,"sf2_id":"3eg0KP3m","title":"Offerings","author":"Eisfuchs","words":22553,"posted_at":"2004-09-06T22:40:00.000Z","tags":["Bisexual","Bondage","Raccoon","Vixen"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/3484-offerings","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/3eg0KP3m","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/1d/13/1d13b3da-9719-4c5b-8013-37a9198ada3b","description":"#4 of Just Good Friends","content":" Offerings  \n  \na furry erotic story (C)September 3, 2004 by Eisfuchs ([[email\u0026nbsp;protected]](/cdn-cgi/l/email-protection))  \n(vixen, raccoon, otter, cat, bondage)  \n  \n  \n  \nAuthor's note:  \n  \nThis is the fourth installment of the series about Rey and Donya, two girls who  \nknew each other for a long time and found out about their mutual interest. All  \nparts of the series are written in a way that they can be read without having  \nread their prequels, but I recommend to read them in their chronological order,  \nas of now:  \n  \n01. Random  \n02. Toys  \n03. Captivity  \n04. Offerings  \n  \nThis story is a work of fiction. All characters are (C) by Eisfuchs. This text  \nis for mature readers only, so if you are not of legal age in your country,  \nplease stop reading. I give the permission to repost or upload this story  \nfreely as long as the text and this copyright message are left untouched.  \n  \nIf you are an artist and would like to do an illustration, feel free to do so,  \nas long as you reference this story in your artwork or the description.  \n  \nIf you have comments or requests for other stories just drop me a note. I can't  \npromise that I actually find the time to write it down but, you never know,  \nright? Now, enjoy the story and tell me what you think.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \nPart I: In Over Her Head  \n  \n'What am I thinking?' she asked herself for the umpteenth time since she had  \nrang the doorbell of the mansion. 'I must have been out of my mind to come  \nhere,' she continued to scold herself in her thoughts. The vixen felt her whole  \nbody trembling with a mixture of fear and anticipation, and she forced herself  \nto make her breathing slow and steady. Every beat of her heart resounded in her  \nhead like a hammer on anvil, forging the white hot metal under its weight into  \nshape.  \n  \n'It's not too late yet,' her thoughts went on again. 'I can still turn around  \nand go away. I should be out in town somewhere, going shopping or enjoying my  \nSaturday morning cup of coffee. There's no rational reason for me to stick my  \nhead into something that's not my business!' Rey turned around halfway, trying  \nto convince herself to leave and forget about this place once and for all. But  \ndidn't she go too far for that already? Was it at all possible to revert her  \nlife back into what it has been before? Her left paw brushed nervously through  \nher voluptuous red mane while she fought with herself whether to leave or not.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen gasped in surprise when suddenly the door buzzer went off, and she  \nnearly dropped the small bag she was carrying at her side. Her paw moved  \nhesitantly towards the door to push it open, but it started to swing back by  \nitself, inviting her to enter the mansion. Rey stared at the open entrance for  \na few seconds before she took a deep breath and forced her feet to carry her  \nforward. Behind her the door silently swung back again and closed softly; the  \nvixen felt like it was finally sealing her fate.  \n  \nRey looked around. The hallway she had entered was empty, save for the  \noccasional painting on the wall and a heavy looking door at the opposite end of  \nthe room. Slowly she kept on walking, unsure what she was supposed to do, now  \nthat she was here. But only a moment later the door ahead opened, and a servant  \nentered the hallway. She was a skunk, a little less tall than Rey, with a  \nbeautiful pattern of white and black fur. She didn't wear any clothes but she  \nhad cuffs fastened on each of her wrists and ankles, and a dark red collar  \nencircled her slender neck, bearing a delicate looking ring at the front.  \nInstantly the vixen was reminded of the night she had spent at the mansion's  \ngarden and the skunk slave she had been traded for. Could that servant be the  \nsame person? Her thoughts were interrupted when the skunk began to speak.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Good morning, Ma'am. You must be the one Master has been expecting. If you  \nwould please follow me, Ma'am?\"  \n  \nHer voice was surprisingly deep and a little husky, with an erotic touch to it.  \nProbably that was not a flaw for a person of her state. And her words were  \nextremely formal and polite, leaving Rey speechless for a moment before she  \ncould think of an appropriate reply. \"Thank you,\" was all she could say for the  \ntime being. Her muzzle still felt sore from the harness she had been wearing  \nlast night, and she tried to loosen up her jaw muscles inconspicuously.  \n  \nThe skunk turned around and led her through the door she had come in before.  \nRey followed her and stepped into a large entrance hall with stairs leading up  \nto both sides of the room and more doors set in each wall. The servant  \napproached the double door in the wall ahead and stopped there, waiting for the  \nvixen to catch up with her. With a quick flick of her paw she scratched at the  \nplate set into the middle of the door and waited, until a muffled reply came  \nfrom the inside. Rey felt her stomach start to knot as the skunk stepped in.  \nShe followed her into the doorway and suddenly saw the servant kneeling to her  \nleft side on the floor. Her face was tilted down to the floor and her paws were  \nlying upside down on her closed thighs. \"Master, your guest has arrived.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey tried hard not to stare at the servant and forced her gaze away from the  \nskunk, looking straight ahead into the room, unsure of what she was supposed to  \ndo now. On the other side she saw the otter and Donya, her friend. They were  \nsitting side-by-side on a huge couch set against the opposite wall. A big  \ntable, made of glass and polished steel, was set before it, still laden with  \nthe remains of an opulent breakfast. The vixen was still speechless and made a  \nhesitant step forward, approaching them.  \n  \n\"Honey, bring a chair for my guest, will you?\" the otter said softly, his face  \nbearing a bright smile.  \n  \n\"Yes, Master!\" the skunk answered and rose, leaving the room through another  \ndoor and returning with a big wooden chair. She placed it at the table and  \nturned around to look at Rey expectantly.  \n  \nThe vixen looked at the servant, then back at the otter and finally stepped  \nforward to the table. The skunk moved the chair for her to comfortably sit down  \nand stepped back afterwards. \"Thank you,\" Rey said again, still not sure of  \nwhat she was supposed to say. Instead of an answer the servant - or rather  \nslave as it seemed - nodded her head slowly and left her. She went around the  \ntable and knelt down at the side of her master, softly leaning against his leg  \nwhile the otter put a paw on her shoulder. Nervously, the vixen put her small  \nbag into her lap and waited for her host to speak.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Welcome to my humble home, Rey,\" the otter said, looking at her with a smile.  \n  \nDonya quickly lifted a paw to greet her. \"Hi hon!\"  \n  \n\"Thank you,\" she replied slowly, giving her friend a brief smile. \"I know, it's  \nagainst your rules, but you seem to know my name already. I think it would only  \nbe fair if you told me yours, so I know how I'm supposed to address you.\" The  \nvixen cast down her gaze for a moment, not sure if she might be demanding  \nsomething that was out of her bounds.  \n  \nThe otter nodded and kept up his smile. Obviously he had been expecting a  \nquestion like this already. \"You can call me Keno. That's what I'm called by  \nall of the people around here.\"  \n  \nRey nodded. \"I suppose this is still not your real name.\"  \n  \n\"It's not,\" Keno admitted. \"But at this place it's better than any other name.\"  \n  \n\"Fair enough,\" Rey replied and leaned back in her chair.  \n  \nKeno looked at the skunk at his side and without a word she rose and left the  \nroom to return with a new cup and saucer. She placed them before Rey on the  \ntable and poured her a cup of coffee, sweetened it with a quick swipe from the  \nsugar pot and finally let a small drop of milk fall into the black liquid,  \nmaking it turn a creamy brownish color. Rey was surprised, she must have been  \ntold before how she liked her coffee. Without another word the slave stepped  \nback again and took her place next to her master's legs. The otter's face  \nshowed a contented smile and he looked at Rey expectantly. \"So, why did you  \ncome here?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey didn't answer right away. She had to find out the reason for this for  \nherself before. \"I found the note on my kitchen table,\" she said. Nervously she  \npicked up her cup of coffee to take a sip, not daring to speak any further.  \n  \nDonya giggled. \"Yes, I left it there for you. I knew that curiosity would get  \nthe better of you.\"  \n  \n\"Sneaky rascal,\" Rey giggled.  \n  \nKeno laughed softly while he watched the two friends. \"But that wasn't the real  \nreason for you to come here in the first place, was it?\"  \n  \nRey felt her face blush a bit and her ear twitched nervously. \"No, it wasn't.  \nSince Donya had led me to your party the other night I was longing for to find  \nout where this place really was. And to be honest, I wanted to know if you were  \nthe owner of this house or if it was just a place to rent for special  \noccasions.\"  \n  \nThe otter nodded. \"I can understand that you want to know more about the man  \nwho's been invading your home to take advantage of your predicament.\" He  \ngiggled and glanced over to Donya who was following the conversation with her  \nsparkling black eyes.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen felt a little embarrassed by his words, but the only one in this  \nroom, who wasn't involved in the matter didn't seem to care about that very  \nmuch.  \n  \n\"This mansion is in fact my house. I bought it for our association, giving my  \nfriends a place to live out their desires without being disturbed by the normal  \npeople. Of course you're asking now, why I'm doing this free of charge, or how  \nI can afford it. The answer is simple: I know how it feels like when you can't  \nbe what you want to be. Even in our modern society, a lifestyle like ours is  \nconsidered wrong or at least questionable by outsiders. And since my business  \nmakes more money than I could possibly spend, I can put that money to a good  \nuse. That may sound cheesy, but it's true.\"  \n  \nRey had already suspected something like this, but she didn't dare to believe  \nthat someone could be as generous as him. \"Doesn't that lead to abuse of your  \nwork?\" she asked. \"I mean, giving something away for free often results in  \npeople taking more and more without ever giving back.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yes, there have been some cases of abuse,\" Keno explained. \"But most of the  \npeople coming here are sensible enough to know what a place like this is worth.  \nMany even offer their help around the house, doing repairs or cleaning jobs for  \nfree. It's them who really make a thing like this work.\" He leaned forward to  \nlook Rey straightly in the face, his voice assumed a threatening sound while he  \nwent on. \"And those who put the continuation of the mansion in danger have to  \nface the wrath of the landlord.\" His face was suddenly as hard as a rock and  \nthe vixen didn't have the slightest doubt that he would be a very unpleasant  \nopponent.  \n  \n\"I understand,\" Rey said, taking another sip of her coffee. \"What about the  \nauthorities? Do they know what the mansion is used for?\"  \n  \n\"I don't think they do,\" he said and let himself fall back on the couch again,  \nthe tone of his voice was just as friendly as before. \"And I'd like to keep it  \nthat way. While nothing that happens here violates the law it could be very  \nhard for us to survive when they started to check upon us and disturb the  \npeople's privacy. You can probably guess what certain individuals are capable  \nof doing when they become aware of something they don't understand.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I knew I had to bring you here,\" Donya said when the otter had stopped  \ntalking. \"After the night in the garden and your development as my toy I knew  \nyou had to get to know the association, so you were given the choice to join  \nthem or not. When I first contacted Keno about us attending the party I wasn't  \nsure about what to expect. But when he showed me around the house it was clear  \nthat we had to come here together.\"  \n  \n\"You're doing it again,\" Rey complained and growled at Donya, her ears folding  \nback against her head.  \n  \n\"Doing what?\"  \n  \n\"Making me curious! You know exactly that I can't stand it to be left out on  \nsomething.\"  \n  \nKeno laughed. \"Well, there's something we can do about that. If you like, I can  \ngive you a tour around the place. This will give you the chance to decide  \nwhether your friend has been exaggerating or not. What do you say?\"  \n  \nRey hesitated for a moment, unsure if she should be going this far, but she  \nknew that her curiosity would be killing her if she didn't agree. \"I'd very  \nmuch like that,\" she finally said, trying to keep down the nervous shiver of  \nanticipation in her voice.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Good, very good indeed!\"  \n  \nAfter Rey had finished her cup they rose and went out into the big hallway  \nagain. Keno and his slave led the way while Rey and her raccoon friend followed  \nthem closely. They turned to the left and climbed the stairs to the upper  \nlevel. The vixen was wide-eyed, looking around to all sides and trying to take  \nin everything there was to see. Their hosts were taking their time moving on,  \nprobably trying to give the guests the opportunity to adapt to their  \nsurroundings.  \n  \nThe upper floor was just as elaborately styled and classy as the lower entrance  \nhall had been. A soft yet sturdy carpet was caressing their feet while they  \nwent on, the doors on their right were made of dark, warm looking wood, nicely  \ndecorated with carvings and ornaments all over. Large windows in the opposite  \nwall provided a nice view into the garden below. Rey looked down at the pool  \nand sighed with a smile when she remembered the time she had spent down there,  \ntogether with Donya and Keno.  \n  \nThey kept on walking for a bit until they reached the middle of the long  \nhallway. The otter stopped and waited for Rey and Donya to catch up with them.  \n\"This is the housing unit. The doors you see here are leading into rooms you  \ncan rent for a night or more, depending on the time you're staying here. Your  \nprivacy will be guaranteed as long as you're inside. All other places in the  \nmansion are considered public area and open for everyone, so if you're planning  \non doing things you don't want to be seen, you'd probably want to do them in  \nyour room.\" He smirked at his companions and waved a paw, before moving on. \"We  \ncan accommodate a total number of twelve to twenty persons, depending on the  \nusage of the rooms. They can be single or double rooms, even for three persons  \nif you like it cozy.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Keno went to one of the doors that was left slightly ajar and stood next to it.  \n\"A closed door in the housing unit means 'No entry!'. And this goes without any  \nexception. If you want to enter a room whose door is closed you may knock or  \nscratch politely and ask for admittance. There's no obligation for the  \noccupants to grant it or even answer at all, though. If a door is not closed,  \nlike you can see here, it's considered public area. So remember this if you're  \nleaving your place even for a very short period of time.\"  \n  \nHe turned around and pushed the door open without hesitation. Rey waited until  \nthe others had entered the room before she stepped through the door herself. It  \nwas a nice chamber, at least as comfortable as some of the hotels she had been  \nstaying at while she was away on business. An adequately sized bed was the  \nprominent item in the room, a dressing table stood at the opposite wall and  \neven a small desk was there. Another door in the left wall probably led into a  \nsmall bathroom.  \n  \n\"Are there many guests here?\" Rey asked, while she slowly walked around in the  \nroom.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Keno opened his mouth to answer, but then he looked at the servant by his side,  \nas if on an invisible sign. \"You may speak,\" he said.  \n  \n\"Thank you, Master,\" the skunk replied and turned to Rey. Her appearance  \nsuddenly changed as if she was taking a new role, and she didn't seem in the  \nleast concerned about the fact, that she was wearing no clothes while she  \nspoke. \"At the moment we're accommodating thirteen people in seven rooms, we  \nhave reservations for three more rooms for today and tomorrow, and next week  \nthe place will be quite crowded, as it seems.\" She looked at Rey, politely  \nawaiting another question.  \n  \nThe vixen was dumbfounded. She wouldn't have expected the servant to be so  \nconfident. Up to now she had stayed in the background, assisting her master in  \nshowing his guests around, but as it seemed, she was more than a mere slave.  \n  \n\"Is there anything else you'd like to know?\" the skunk asked, looking at her  \nexpectantly.  \n  \nRey blushed and looked away in embarrassment. \"No ... that is ... I /do/ have  \nsome questions, but ... you know ...\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You don't have to be shy, Ma'am,\" the servant said with a smile. \"I guess you  \nwant to know, if I'm a slave or not. Is this correct?\"  \n  \nThe vixen nodded, she was glad that she didn't have to ask the question  \nherself.  \n  \n\"Yes, she's my slave,\" Keno said, and the skunk seemed to straighten her body  \nproudly while he spoke. \"And she's the best I ever had. But she's also the  \nmanager of the mansion. Her bookkeeping skills are invaluable, not to mention  \nher great instinct when it comes to investments of all sorts.\"  \n  \n\"Thank you, Master.\" The skunk closed her eyes modestly and took a slight bow.  \n  \n\"That's ... interesting,\" Rey said. \"I wouldn't have-\" She stopped and turned  \naround to Donya, who was just barely keeping herself from bursting out with  \nlaughter. \"So, what's so funny?\"  \n  \nThe raccoon started to giggle. \"Oh, nothing, really,\" she managed to say  \nthrough fits of laughter. \"It's just you.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, thank you very much,\" the vixen complained, folding her arms in front of  \nher. \"I bet you've been as surprised as me when you came here the first time.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Actually, she was, yes,\" Keno said, giggling softly himself, too. \"But don't  \nworry, we're used to it. A lot of people don't understand that being a slave  \ndoesn't have to mean being a mindless creature. There's no reason for a Master  \ntreating their slaves worse than anybody else.\"  \n  \n\"May I ask, how long you've been a slave?\" Rey looked at the skunk, then at  \nKeno.  \n  \nThe servant waited for Keno, and he nodded quietly. \"I've been in Master Keno's  \nservice for six and a half years now. Before that I was in several  \nrelationships for two years, but only Master Keno knew where my true place  \nwas.\"  \n  \n\"And you never regret your choice?\"  \n  \n\"Never.\"  \n  \nRey smiled. \"Thank you,\" she said and the skunk nodded politely. In a way the  \nvixen could relate to the skunk's words, but all in all the Master and Slave  \nrelationship was too intense for her taste. She liked the idea of giving  \nherself up for someone, but that would only be for a limited amount of time.  \nRestraining her body was something she really loved, but restraining her mind  \nor her will was out of the question.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They left the room, making sure that the door kept open slightly and went on,  \nfollowing the bends of the hallway until they reached the stairs leading down  \nto the big entrance hall again. The otter took a sharp left turn and opened  \nanother door. The room behind was quite small and empty, except for several  \nwooden shelves at one wall, bearing an unsorted pile of clothes and another  \nexit in the opposite wall. Keno waited until all of them had entered the  \nchamber and closed the door. \"From this point on, slaves and other submissives  \nhave to leave all their clothing behind. That's another rule you have to know  \nif you're planning on staying here for some time.\"  \n  \nRey looked at the faces of her companions, unsure of what to do. \"So, you want  \nme to ... take off my clothes? Right here?\"  \n  \n\"Basically, yes,\" Keno replied. \"Unless, of course, you don't want to go any  \nfurther and quit the tour.\"  \n  \nRey hesitated. That was humiliating. They couldn't be serious about that! How  \ncould they expect her to just strip, only because some stupid rule of this  \nplace said so? On the other paw, probably all of them had seen her naked before  \nalready, heck, Donya and Keno had even done more to her than just looking. But  \nsomehow this situation was a lot more intense than the games they had been  \nplaying before.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I can understand if you don't want to go inside,\" the otter said, his voice  \nbecoming gentle and soothing. \"We can come back later if you want to, or maybe  \nyou prefer to come here with Donya only.\"  \n  \nRey inhaled deeply and shook her head. \"No, it's okay. I'm coming with you.  \nJust let me get my paws free.\" She put her bag onto one of the shelves and  \nnodded quietly.  \n  \nDonya helped her friend while she started to get out of her clothes. Her blouse  \nwas the first thing to go, revealing a nicely looking bra underneath. She  \nstepped out of her short pants, putting them next to the other garment on the  \nshelf before she reached behind her back to unclasp the hooks, freeing her  \nbreasts from their confinement. Meanwhile the raccoon had knelt before her and  \nwas pulling her panties down her legs, making Rey shiver uncomfortably, but she  \ndidn't try to stop her friend from taking away her last piece of fabric.  \nFinally she let the bra fall onto the heap of clothes that was piling up on one  \nof the shelves and stepped back, inhaling deeply. Her ear twitched nervously,  \nmaking the small ring sparkle in the light of the room.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"That's my toy,\" Donya said with a broad smile. \"You look wonderful!\"  \n  \n\"Thank you ... I guess,\" Rey said, keeping her eyes cast down a little in  \nembarrassment.  \n  \n\"Do you have the ring with you?\" the raccoon asked with her best Gandalf-like  \nvoice.  \n  \nThe vixen made a face and nodded. \"It's in my bag, over there.\"  \n  \nDonya took the metal object and the matching key from Rey's bag and fastened it  \nto her collar, letting it slide home with an audible click. With a tender  \nstroke of her paw she caressed the black leather for a second before she  \nstepped back and admired her friend. \"Now we are ready to go, aren't we?\"  \n  \n\"Yes, we are,\" Rey answered.  \n  \n\"Very well,\" Keno said. \"Follow me, my friends.\"  \n  \nThe otter turned and opened the second door. The others followed him and  \nstepped into a bigger room that was split into divisions by numerous walls that  \nhad been built up. There were no doors or other kinds of exits or passages.  \nEvery part of the big room featured a different setup of toys and furniture,  \nsomething for every taste. Rey stared wide-eyed at the multitude of  \npossibilities that were unfolding before her. There were simple and  \nstraightforward things like a bed with ropes or a couple of chains and cuffs  \nhanging from the ceiling, but there were more elaborate installments, too, some  \nof which she couldn't make head or tail of at first sight. Swallowing hard Rey  \nwandered around among the toys and traps, not really believing what she was  \nseeing there.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Suddenly a paw came down on her shoulder from behind and she jumped, and then  \nshe heard Keno's voice, who was speaking softly into her ear. \"I can tell that  \nyou're excited about our playground. Maybe you'd like to try one of our toys  \nfor yourself?\" His paws wandered around her neck and toyed playfully with her  \ncollar, tugging at the ring in the front every once in a while. \"Or maybe even  \nmore than one?\"  \n  \nRey realized that she must have been standing there for quite some time,  \nstaring at the sight before her. With a jerk she moved her head aside to find  \nDonya, who was standing right beside her. \"Yes, I think, I would.\"  \n  \nKeno stepped back with a contented smile. \"That's good. Which one's your  \nfavorite?\"  \n  \nThe vixen hesitated, there were so many of them, all begging her to come and  \ntry them out. But from the first time she had seen it, the X-rack had  \nfascinated her the most. She stepped through the room, her legs getting a  \nlittle shaky with excitement, and stopped right next to it. \"I'd like to try  \nthis one,\" she said, her voice trembling slightly.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"That's a nice choice for starters,\" the otter said and beckoned Donya and the  \nskunk to follow him. \"Are you ready?\" he asked, when he looked back at Rey.  \n  \n\"Yes.\"  \n  \n\"Turn your back to the rack and stand right here,\" he ordered, his voice  \nsuddenly strong and demanding while he pointed to a place between the two  \ncrossbeams. The vixen followed his command in surprise. \"Good. Now put your  \nright foot on the base over there.\" The skunk knelt down and wrapped a broad  \nleather cuff around Rey's right ankle. The manacle was chained to the base  \nitself and held the vixen's foot securely in place. \"Now the other one,\" Keno  \nsaid and Rey complied. Donya secured the second cuff around her ankle and the  \notter supported the vixen while she tried to find her balance on the slightly  \nslanted platforms she was standing on.  \n  \n\"Now lean back against the rack, lift your arms and place them on the bars  \nbehind you.\"  \n  \nRey let herself fall backwards slowly and felt the soft cushioning on the  \nwooden beams against her limbs. She spread her arms and lifted them above her  \nhead, putting them alongside the rack. The skunk quickly grabbed one of her  \nwrists and fastened it with another cuff, while Donya did the same on the other  \nside. The vixen tugged playfully at her trapped limbs and found herself being  \nheld quite securely. There was no way she would get out of this on her own.  \nMoaning softly to herself she wriggled a bit on the rack, taking in her  \nhelplessness.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Enjoying yourself?\" Keno asked and Rey nodded. \"Then you'll be glad to hear  \nthat we're not done with you yet.\"  \n  \nRey looked at him with big eyes, but he only smiled and went past the rack out  \nof her field of vision. A few seconds later she felt something at her waist and  \nlooked down to see, what was happening. Keno was standing behind her, looping a  \nbroad leather strap around her body and suddenly pulling it taut. She gasped  \nloudly when her body was pulled backwards against the rack. \"Ooh,\" was all she  \ncould bring out and she started to writhe in her bonds again, now being trapped  \neven more securely than before.  \n  \n\"Sweet,\" Donya remarked and smiled, looking the vixen's captive body up and  \ndown. \"Are you comfortable, my toy? How does it feel?\" She stepped forward to  \nstroke Rey's chestfur and belly lightly with one paw while the other was lying  \nidly at her side.  \n  \nRey murred happily and squirmed a little under the touch of her friend's paws.  \nThe cuffs on her wrists held her tightly in place, the waist strap kept her  \nbody from wriggling too much and the bases her feet had been chained to were  \nslanted in just the right angle, so she didn't have to twist her ankles to keep  \nstanding. \"It's wonderful,\" she cooed. \"I don't know who built this, but they  \nsurely knew, what they're doing.\" She gave her wrist and ankle cuffs another  \nplayful tug, making the chains jingle a bit.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Thank you for the compliment,\" Keno said and smiled. \"I'm glad you like it.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, yes! I really do.\" Rey moaned softly when Donya started to caress her  \nbreasts with her paws and let her nose twitch through the fur of her throat. \"I  \ncould stay here forever ... mmh ... or longer.\"  \n  \nThe raccoon continued to nose through Rey's fur and let her claws slide down  \nher belly, making the vixen squeal and writhe with pleasure. \"Be careful what  \nyou wish for, my toy,\" Donya growled in her best \"bad girl\" voice. \"I could  \ndecide to just keep you up here for a week, just for my pleasure.\"  \n  \n\"Aww ... but you wouldn't get to see me trapped in the other devices in here  \nthen,\" Rey answered breathlessly, her head was tilted back and her eyes were  \nclosed, while she tried to escape from her bonds, to get away from the roaming  \nclaws that tortured her so sweetly.  \n  \n\"Oh, yes, I would. For this week, you'd be staying here, the next week I might  \nput you upside down on the ceiling. What do you say?\"  \n  \nThe vixen growled and looked at her friend in mock anger. \"You wouldn't do  \nthat!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You're daring me?\" Donya asked with an innocent look on her face.  \n  \nRey said nothing.  \n  \n\"You know, I think, she's right,\" said the otter, looking at the trapped vixen  \nwho was watching them intensely. \"You should give her a taste of the treatment  \nshe's going to receive and let her decide, if she really wants to give up her  \nfreedom for such a long time.\"  \n  \nDonya looked at Keno quizzically. \"Do you have something special in mind?\"  \n  \n\"Actually, yes, I do.\" He tuned around and waved his paw. The skunk was at his  \nside only a moment later. \"Would you please prepare the Box, my dear?\"  \n  \n\"Yes, Master.\" The servant bowed slightly and left them.  \n  \n\"What kind of box are you talking about?\" Rey asked, her voice sounding a bit  \nshaky again. She tugged at her wrist cuffs, but she was still hopelessly stuck  \nin the chains. \"Come on, please tell me!\"  \n  \nKeno went over to the rack and grabbed the vixen's snout in his strong paw,  \nsilencing her. With slow motions he turned her head to face him. \"Just be  \nquiet, toy. Your friend and I are going to play a little game with you, and  \nsince there's nothing you can do at the moment to help us, there's nothing you  \nneed to know about. Just wait and let it happen.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey's eyes were transfixed by his gaze and his words made her shiver with a  \nmixture of fear and excitement. She knew that nothing bad would happen to her,  \nshe trusted Donya enough to be sure she wouldn't allow this. But on the other  \npaw her imagination was running at full speed, envisioning even the weirdest  \nfantasies that took her breath away. She tried to escape from the otter's  \nstrong grip on her muzzle, but he held her tight, forced her to keep looking  \nhim straight in the eye. One last time she struggled against her bonds,  \nstraining every muscle, fighting the cuffs that were holding her to the rack,  \nand in the end she just fell back into the cushioning, letting out a defeated  \nwhine through her nose.  \n  \n\"The Box is ready, Master,\" came the servant's voice from behind the rack.  \n  \n\"Thank you, my dear!\" Keno said, but he never let the vixen out of his eyes.  \n\"It's time to get out the toys for playing.\"  \n  \nTogether the three companions unlocked Rey from the rack and helped her step  \noff the bases. The vixen followed their movements as they walked around one of  \nthe walls and approached another section of the playground.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The Box was standing before her. When she first saw it, Rey didn't recognize it  \nas a bondage device at all. It just looked like a simple wooden case, about one  \nhead shorter than she was tall. When they came closer she saw the hole in the  \ntop and back and the hinges to both sides of the Box, creating an inornate  \ndouble door. Keno and Donya walked her to the back of the cabinet and the skunk  \nswung back the rear walls and lifted the top cover that split up in the middle.  \nShe was pushed forward a few steps until she was standing in the middle of the  \nwooden construction. Slowly the servant closed the lid again, encircling Rey's  \nneck quite snugly. Simple latches locked the top cover in place, trapping her  \nonce again where she was. Although the rest of her body was still free, she  \ncould not go anywhere, since her neck was stuck in the hole. But that was not  \nthe worst thing about her current situation. No matter how she tried she  \ncouldn't see what was happening below her chin, and all three of them kept out  \nof sight.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Her paws were next to be secured. Rey felt someone grabbing them inside the Box  \nand pulling them out sideways, through another set of holes in the side walls.  \nOnly a moment later she felt something close around her wrists and heard two  \nmore locks snapping shut from the inside. Her legs met a similar fate when she  \nfelt them being pulled apart slightly, causing her head to slide a little  \ndeeper, leaving her only about an inch of free space from the lid to her chin.  \nSome sort of restraints were locked around her ankles and her tail was likewise  \nsecured through the hole in the back of the Box. Even though it was quite  \ncomfortable Rey felt more vulnerable than she had on the rack before.  \nTechnically speaking it made little difference, but without being able to see  \nwhat was going to happen she was feeling her entrapment even stronger.  \n  \nAfter a few moments she felt someone caressing and stroking her breasts, softly  \nand barely noticeable at first, but slowly getting stronger and more demanding.  \nThere was the cool touch of a tongue at her hard nipples and even the  \noccasional nipping. At the same time another sensation started. Someone was  \nkneading and fondling her butt, massaging the muscles in a most sensual way,  \nmaking her moan with pleasure. She half-heartedly tried to get her paws and  \nlegs out of their holes, but she felt them being snugly stuck where they had  \nbeen locked in. The paws kept on caressing her, rubbing occasionally below her  \ntail base and pricking her with sharp claws.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Suddenly the vixen gasped and jerked in her trap, causing the wooden Box to  \ncreak and jiggle with her exertions. A moment later she felt it again, the  \ntouch of a moist tongue lapping over the already damp fur covering her sex. A  \nloud moan escaped her throat when she felt the licking continue, giving her  \nsome of the most sensual feelings she had ever experienced. The tongue danced  \naround her labia, dabbing quickly here and there and every now and then pushed  \nits way a little further into her. At the same time, something else was rubbing  \nher clitoris, rolling and squeezing it softly, sending spikes of energy through  \nher body. She twitched and writhed in her bonds, feeling the assault of the  \nthree companions below her. One of them still caressed and stimulated her  \nbreasts and nipples, another squeezed her bottom and tail base and the third  \none made her poor sex cry for release. It was the combined attack on her body  \nand the fact, that she didn't know, /who/ was playing with /which/ part of her  \nbody now, that made her go mad with lust.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey was moaning without stopping now, forced to endure the skillful  \nstimulations her companions were giving her. She twisted and turned, tried to  \nget away from them, but enjoying her entrapment immensely at the same time. The  \ntongue at her vagina continued to drive her wild, now concentrating more on  \npenetrating her, while her clitoris was being constantly rubbed and squeezed.  \nHer breasts and butt still received their share of massaging and stroking, and  \nthe occasional prick of sharp teeth or claws made her jerk against her bonds  \nuncontrollably. Only minutes later she threw her head back in extasy, cried out  \nin pure carnal lust and tensed her muscles violently, while her body spasmed  \nwith an extremely powerful climax, making her lose track of time and space.  \n  \nPanting heavily the vixen slowly recovered and started to shift around again.  \nDuring her orgasm she had been shaking and twisting in her trap and now her  \njoints were aching slightly. Fortunately her companions left her alone for a  \nwhile and emerged from the Box, one by one. They seemed to be pleased with  \ntheir game and gathered around the cabinet to unlock the latches. Her legs came  \nfree first and the vixen started to straighten herself, feeling her juices  \ndripping from her sex into the fur of her thighs. She made a face at this  \nsensation but kept still until the rest of her restraints had been opened.  \nDonya stood next to her, supporting her and stroking her, while she slowly got  \nused to standing on her feet again. \"Wow ...\" she finally said. \"That was ...  \nintense.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yeah,\" the raccoon agreed. \"I didn't see you thrash around that wildly for a  \nlong time.\"  \n  \nRey's ears folded back in embarrassment while she smiled shyly. \"I think I made  \nquite a mess in there.\"  \n  \n\"That's okay,\" Keno assured her. \"We'll get that cleaned up later. Do you like  \nto take a shower?\"  \n  \n\"Yes, definitely.\"  \n  \nThey took her to the huge showering room where a good number of persons could  \nget cleaned up at the same time, and even there she saw rings and chains  \neverywhere, probably for keeping submissives under control or playing games in  \nthe hot water. Fortunately the others had decided to wait outside, so she  \nenjoyed the warm sprinkling and soaked herself good before she left the shower  \nand toweled most of the wetness out of her fur.  \n  \n\"So, how did you like your visit so far?\" Donya asked, when Rey was back again.  \n  \nThe vixen didn't answer right away. Too many things were going through her mind  \nat the moment and she needed a few moments to get them sorted out. \"I ... I  \nthink, it's a really interesting place,\" she finally said. \"There's so much to  \nsee here, and even more to try and check out. But ...\" She stopped, unable to  \nexpress what she wanted to say.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"But?\" Keno inquired. \"Don't be shy, you can tell us everything what's on your  \nmind. If there's more you want to do, we can-\"  \n  \n\"No, that's not what I mean,\" Rey interrupted him, silently begging for pardon  \nwith a glance towards the otter. \"I guess, I need some time to think about what  \nhappened today. Don't get me wrong, I loved it, really! It was one of the most  \nintense sensations I've ever experienced, and I thank you for this.\" She cast  \nher gaze down again, as if she wanted them not to look into her eyes while she  \ncontinued. \"It's only that I don't dare to stay longer, at least not now. This  \nis all so big, so powerful, and I fear that I'm going to break under it. I hope  \nyou understand.\"  \n  \nThe otter laughed softly and put an arm around her shoulder, gently guiding her  \nto the exit of the playground. \"Absolutely. I'm glad you're telling us what's  \nbothering you. Some of the people we introduced to this institution got lost in  \ntheir own desires, pushing their boundaries until they snapped. It takes time  \nto get used to a whole new experience, and it's perfectly well if you want to  \ntake this time for yourself.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They had reached the door and the servant opened it for Rey and Keno, Donya and  \nherself following after them. Rey collected her clothes and got dressed, again  \nhaving this strange feeling that she was more comfortable without them. After  \nshe was done they left the room and gathered in the entrance hall.  \n  \n\"Well ... I think I should be going now,\" Rey said. \"I hope you don't think,  \nthat I'm ungrateful or something.\"  \n  \n\"Don't worry,\" the otter said with a smile. \"You can come back whenever you  \nlike. But you must know one thing: If you decide to come back, you belong to  \nus, without exceptions. Leaving will not be an option, until we decide to let  \nyou go or a previously agreed time period is over, do you understand?\"  \n  \nRey nodded slowly. \"I understand.\"  \n  \n\"Do you want me to take you home, hon?\" Donya offered, her face showing concern  \nfor her friend.  \n  \nThe vixen shook her head, but she smiled reassuringly. \"No, thank you, I'll be  \nfine. I just need some time to think.\"  \n  \n\"Okay, honey. But be sure to call me whenever you need anything.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I'll do. See you then.\" She waved her paw and stepped through the door,  \ncrossed the hallway and waited for the skunk to open the front door for her.  \n  \n\"Good bye, Ma-am! I hope you'll be joining us again in the future,\" she said  \nwith a warm smile while Rey stepped out onto the street. \"And if it makes you  \nfeel a little better, it was a pleasure for me to make you squirm in the Box.  \nYou really look wonderful in bondage.\" With this she was gone, the door closing  \nbehind her, leaving the vixen stare back at the mansion in disbelief.  \n  \nThe Subaru's door closed with a hollow sound and Rey let herself fall back into  \nthe seat. She kept her eyes closed for a moment and tried to get herself under  \ncontrol again. When her paws had stopped shaking and her breathing was back to  \nnormal she got ready for the way home. She glanced into the mirror and watched  \nherself for a moment, relieved that her face showed nothing about the emotional  \nchaos within. With a start she saw the ring that was still attached to her  \ncollar and her paws shot up to her neck. 'Stupid vixen! Get your wits  \ntogether!' she scolded herself in her mind and started to dig around in her bag  \nfor the key. After a few moments she had found the small object and removed the  \nring to put it back where the key had been. She didn't dare to imagine what  \ncould have happened if someone had seen her with the ring still attached.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The engine came alive with a soft hum and Rey pulled out of the parking lot and  \nheaded down the street for the city center. It took her only thirty minutes to  \nreach her flat, and when she finally closed the door behind her, she felt like  \nshe had been running from an unknown danger and escaped in the last minute.  \n  \nHer mind was a mess. While she had been driving she had kept her feelings under  \ncontrol, but now her paws were quivering again, sending concentric ripples over  \nthe surface of the dark coffee in the mug they were clinging too. Her elbows  \nwere resting heavily on the kitchen table while she stared at the opposite  \nwall, trying to sort out the feelings that were fighting inside of her. While  \nthe mansion was a dream come true, it was frightening her at the same time. It  \nseemed so easy just to let herself go, let the people take care of her and  \nforget about life as a whole. But that was also the danger she saw. It would  \nonly take a small glitch on her side and she would be sinking in it, becoming  \nabsorbed in her desires and losing her sense for reality. If she was going to  \nreturn to the mansion she had to be well-prepared for that.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The phone rang and Rey sighed softly. About time something took her mind off  \nthinking. She put down the mug and rose to walk over into the living-room.  \nThere was a funny thing about cordless phones. While they were supposed to save  \npeople from walking too much they always tended to be at the opposite end of  \nthe flat when you really needed them. When she picked up the phone it had been  \nringing four times now, obviously the caller was patient enough to wait for her  \nto find it. \"Hello?\" she asked.  \n  \n\"Hi Rey, this is Mike!\"  \n  \nRey smiled and sat down on the couch. \"Hey Mike! How're you?\"  \n  \n\"Fine, thanks. Say, did you read about the opening of that new cafe in the  \nRiverside district?\"  \n  \n\"No, what's with that?\" Rey already knew where this was going. She could tell  \nfrom the slightly nervous shiver in his voice and the way he had been acting  \naround her the last few days.  \n  \n\"Well, I figured it would be nice to go there for dinner and maybe some music.  \nSo I thought maybe you'd like to go there, too. What do you say?\"  \n  \nSo he actually was asking her out. Rey felt flattered, but her feelings were  \nstill upset from the things she had experienced earlier that day. \"It sounds  \nlike fun,\" she answered, \"but I don't know if it would be such a good idea.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; There was a brief pause at the other end, before Mike continued, \"Oh, I'm  \nsorry. I didn't want to disturb you.\"  \n  \n\"No, it's not like that. I'm just ... a bit preoccupied with something, that's  \nall.\"  \n  \n\"I guess I should be asking someone else then,\" Mike said, his voice growing a  \nbit weaker.  \n  \nRey sighed and let herself slump onto the couch. \"I don't know. Maybe it would  \nbe good if I came with you after all. I could use some distraction.\"  \n  \n\"I would be glad if you did,\" Mike said. \"The food at the cafe is very nice, or  \nso they say. My treat.\"  \n  \n\"Okay, I'm game.\"  \n  \n\"I hoped you'd say that! I'll be at your place by seven, is that okay with  \nyou?\"  \n  \n\"Sounds good.\"  \n  \n\"Fine! See you then!\"  \n  \nThey said good bye and Rey put the phone onto the table. She wondered what made  \nMike finally ask her out so openly. She could tell from the way he was looking  \nat her that he was interested, but all his advances had been very subtle so  \nfar. There had been one or two occasions when he would ask her to join him and  \nhis friends for some party or movie, but this was the first time he actually  \ntook her out for dinner alone. And the funny thing was, she was feeling good  \nabout it. Maybe it helped to raise her self-esteem a bit to see, that she was  \nstill covetable.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Well, I'll better get ready then,\" she said to herself and stood up. It was  \nstill one and a half hour before he would be there but she wanted to take her  \ntime. She shed her clothes and took an extensive shower, brushed her fur  \nthoroughly and made sure her voluptuous mane was flowing nicely. After applying  \nsome fur-conditioning lotion she left the bathroom and went to accomplish the  \nmore difficult task - deciding what to wear.  \n  \n  \n  \nPart II: Breathing Time  \n  \nWhen he turned around the corner and finally parked his car at the roadside it  \nwas no more than a minute to seven. With a quick glance into the rear view  \nmirror he checked again on his appearance and decided he was ready to go. There  \nwasn't anything he could change now either, so why bother. He stepped out of  \nthe car, swung the door shut and locked it, before turning around and walking  \nup the narrow path to the front door. While he went he constantly brushed at  \nhis light brown shirt that covered the white chest fur in a vain attempt to  \nkeep the hairs from clinging to it. Silently he cursed himself for selecting  \nthis piece of clothing, but it was the only decent thing in his wardrobe that  \nactually went well with the ginger colored fur of his body and face. Together  \nwith a pair of white, loose fitting trousers and his favorite black belt he was  \nas close to being well-dressed as he could ever be. And for a man who never  \nreally minded what he was wearing this was at least something.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His tail twitched nervously from side to side when he reached the door and rang  \nthe bell. Ten or fifteen endless seconds later the door buzzer sounded and he  \npushed it open. He stepped in and looked up the stairs when the lights came on.  \n  \n\"Mike, is that you?\" he heard Rey's voice from above.  \n  \n\"Yes!\" he answered, his voice echoing through the staircase. \"Are you ready?\"  \n  \n\"I'll be with you in a second!\"  \n  \nThe door upstairs closed and he left the building again, walking back to the  \nstreet to wait at his car. He still could not believe she had agreed to go out  \nwith him tonight. All his previous offers had been turned down, and he had been  \nclose to giving up. But now he was glad he had convinced himself to call her  \nanother time, even though he feared that she would turn him away again. 'Oh,  \nwell, nothing ventured, nothing gained,' he thought, leaning heavily against  \nthe driver's door. 'And it's just a date after all. Nothing I should get my fur  \nall curled up about ...'  \n  \nHis thoughts stopped abruptly when he saw Rey coming down the path approaching  \nhim, and he could not help his heart skipping a beat at her sight. Dressed in  \ndark blue pants and a claret colored, sleeveless shirt she made him stand and  \nstare. While she walked up to him he noticed the slim silver bracelet on her  \nright wrist and a similar one at the tip of her tail. Her collar and the  \nearring were there as well, as he already had suspected they would. The small  \ngreen stone set in the brass plate sparkled in the light of the quickly setting  \nsun. Mike remembered to breathe again only when she was standing in front of  \nhim, smiling expectantly. \"You - you're looking different tonight,\" he  \nstammered, swallowing hard.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen tilted her head slightly, causing her earring to glisten. \"Is that  \ngood or bad?\"  \n  \n\"Good,\" he blurted out. \"Very good, actually.\"  \n  \nRey smiled. \"Thank you. So, are we ready to go?\"  \n  \n\"Yeah.\" Mike led her around the car and opened the passenger's door, waiting  \nfor her to get inside. He hoped he didn't act like a complete fool and spoiled  \nthe whole evening for her. She sat down and he closed the door carefully. He  \nwalked around the car and got in himself, fastening his seat belt and starting  \nthe engine. \"Let's go.\"  \n  \nMike turned and navigated the car out of the residential area towards the  \nfreeway. His heart pounded heavily in his chest and he tried not to talk too  \nmuch or laugh too loud while he was driving downtown. The beautiful girl at his  \nside took his breath away and he had a hard time concentrating on either the  \nstreet or the topic of their conversation. Luckily the traffic was low and they  \nmoved along without trouble.  \n  \nLess than half an hour later he exited the freeway and took a few turns before  \nstopping the car on an already tightly packed parking lot. They left the  \nvehicle and walked over to the nicely decorated entrance of the cafe. Mike  \nopened the door for the vixen and stepped into the room after her. The inside  \nof the building was just as inviting as the exterior had been. Dark wood was  \ndominating the scene, benches and tables were set alongside the outer walls  \nwhile a nicely decorated counter had found its place on the other side. The  \nmiddle of the room was occupied by a spacious dance floor, but only a few  \npeople actually used it at the moment, moving slowly to the soft sound of  \nmusic. Nonetheless it was quite crowded but not too loud, fortunately the cafe  \nseemed not to attract the typical beer-devouring folk that used to spoil a cozy  \ndinner when you least needed it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"So, where do you want to sit down?\" Rey asked and turned to Mike. Her eyes  \nwere sparkling in the atmospheric light and Mike felt a shiver running down his  \nspine, all the way to the tip of his tail.  \n  \n\"I have a reservation for us, we have table number fifteen.\" He looked around  \nfor the numbers and found the engraved plates at the table sides. \"It's over  \nthere,\" he pointed and led the way along the corridor between the tables and  \nthe counter. \"Fifteen. This is it.\"  \n  \nThey sat down at the table, and only a moment later a wolf entirely dressed in  \na black stepped up to their table. He quickly lightened the candle, offered the  \nmenu and took their drinking orders. A moment later he was gone again, leaving  \nMike and Rey to themselves.  \n  \nRey was busily leafing through the menu, muttering the names of the dishes and  \nshaking her head every now and then. Mike watched her over the rim of his own  \nbook, pretending to be choosing as well but taking in the sight before him  \ninstead. At times she looked up from the page she was reading and glanced over  \nto him. He would quickly look down at his menu then, hoping that she hadn't  \nnoticed him staring at her. Somehow he wasn't hungry anyway. He would just pick  \nsomething small when the waiter came back to them.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Can you tell me, what 'Enchiladas' are?\" Rey looked up from the menu again,  \nmeeting his gaze.  \n  \n\"Enchiladas? Well ... That's sort of a stuffed Mexican pancake,\" he explained.  \n\"But it's no sweet dough, it's spicy. You never had them before?\"  \n  \n\"No, I usually stick to traditional food. And coffee.\"  \n  \nMike chuckled. \"Then try them. If you like hot dishes, that is.\"  \n  \n\"As long as they don't go over the top with the spice, I can take it.\" She put  \ndown her menu and looked at him. \"So, what are you going to have?\"  \n  \nMike started to look at his book again and picked the first thing that he saw.  \n\"Sliced turkey, with mushrooms and chips,\" he read aloud, thinking, 'Could have  \npicked worse.'  \n  \n\"Good. I hope the waiter'll be here soon, I'm starving!\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, me too,\" Mike said, although he still wasn't hungry. \"What do you say  \nabout the place? I think they did a good job.\"  \n  \nThe vixen looked around and nodded. \"It's a nice place, yes. I like the choice  \nof colors and the lighting. And they play just my kind of music.\"  \n  \n\"I'm glad you like it. I'm anxious to try their food. It's said to be  \ndelicious.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They kept on chatting away for a while, killing the time until the waiter came  \nback to get their orders. When he left again they resumed talking and Mike was  \nglad that his nervousness slowly faded in favor of a deep contented feeling.  \nShe seemed to enjoy herself, so he wasn't boring her. And she even smiled at  \nhim when they talked, and this made his heart beat stronger every time she  \nturned her head to give him a glance. He didn't know exactly if there was  \nsomething going on with him or if it really was her, who had been changing so  \nmuch in the last few weeks. His thoughts wandered back to the day at work when  \nhe saw her wearing her new collar the first time. He was certain that her  \nchange of attitude had something to do with this piece of jewelry. She had told  \nhim it was a gift from a friend. But she had not explained any further, and he  \ndidn't dare to ask if this friend might be a boyfriend. The last thing he  \nwanted was to come across as a letch who was just after a trophy in his bed.  \nUnfortunately this also meant that he had to wait until she told him what he  \nwanted to know by herself.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The food came and they started eating. The meat was roasted nicely and the rest  \nof the dish was good as well, but he merely picked at it without too much  \nappetite. His mind was spinning around the question, how he was going to let  \nher know what he was feeling. Heck, he didn't know himself what it was exactly,  \nso how could she? He comforted himself with the fact that she was here with him  \nat the moment, so if there really was another man in her life it was probably  \nnot too serious yet, otherwise she wouldn't have bothered to accompany him.  \n  \nAs the evening went on they learned more and more things about each other. She  \ntold him about her hometown, a small village some two hundred miles to the  \nnorth, and how she had been struggling to learn all the technical things her  \nparents considered inappropriate for a young girl. She had left home as soon as  \nshe was able to, taking jobs and casual employments on her way until she  \nfinally had ended up here and got the chance to prove what she really was  \nworth. The successful completion of her first assignment bought her a permanent  \nappointment at the company and finally at least some security for her life.  \nMike was fascinated by her story and even envious in a way. He had been living  \nin the city all his life, one of three siblings of a middle-class family in the  \noutskirts. At high school he taught himself how to write programs in his spare  \ntime. He got the job in the company about three years ago and had been there  \never since. Compared to Rey's story his own life seemed so incredibly simple  \nand boring.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They finished their food, and even Mike made it to eat nearly all of the tasty  \nmeat and chips. The waiter came and took the dishes away, stacking them all on  \ntop of each other and balancing them on his arms. \"This guy is carrying more  \nstuff than I even have in my kitchen,\" he joked, while he looked after the  \ndisappearing waiter.  \n  \nRey giggled. \"I always wonder how they manage it to carry so many things at the  \nsame time.\"  \n  \n\"I guess you've got to learn those things here. Otherwise the guests will eat  \nyou instead of their food, because they are starving.\"  \n  \nFor another hour they sat together and enjoyed the rest of the evening. Rey was  \nsipping on her wine and Mike was bathing in the sparkling of her eyes. He still  \nfound it hard to accept, that she was sitting here right in front of him. The  \nevening had gone well so far, but what was he going to do now? He looked around  \nfor a bit and then he had an idea. His stomach started to tie itself in a  \nGordian knot, but he forced himself to stand up and look her straight in the  \neye. \"Rey, would you grant me the favor of the next dance?\" He felt his ears  \nflush while he spoke and folded them back a bit to hide his embarrassment.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Mike, are you serious?\" she asked, obviously not believing what she just  \nheard.  \n  \nHis ears went down even more. 'I blew it!' he screamed in his mind. 'She's  \ngoing to laugh at me, and then she'll leave me here in shame.' But he worked up  \nthe courage to speak again, \"Uh - yeah. I thought it would be nice, just to  \nfinish one of the nicest days in my life.\" Inside, he was groaning to himself.  \nWhat the hell was he talking about? He sounded like a complete idiot. He only  \nhoped she would kill him quickly and painlessly.  \n  \n\"I - I think I'd like that,\" she answered.  \n  \nFor a moment he didn't fully realize what she had said, but then his heart  \nstarted pounding harder and nearly jumped out of his chest with joy. He tried  \nto keep calm, though, because he feared that he still might spoil it somehow if  \nhe didn't watch himself closely. \"Alright then! Come on, the music's just  \nright!\"  \n  \nHe waited until she rose and went to the dance floor, holding out his arms for  \nher. When she put her paws in his, he felt like he would melt on the spot. It  \nfelt so good to hold her, and when she looked into his eyes, waiting for him to  \ntake the lead, he had to force his feet to start moving, to remember the  \ndancing steps he had once learned and considered a waste of time back them. Now  \nhe was glad he had been taking the lessons. With a quick motion he started  \nmoving them into a slow foxtrot pattern and she responded effortlessly, a  \nbright smile forming on her muzzle. Obviously he was doing the right thing and  \nhis feet eventually fell into the old routine, but this time he enjoyed every  \nsecond of it.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\*  \n  \nThe clock of a distant church chimed three, when Mike pulled up alongside and  \nstopped his Rover. \"End of the line! All change!\" he said and stopped the  \nengine. He stepped out of the car and went around to open the passenger's door.  \n  \nRey slowly got off the vehicle and Mike held out a paw to support her when she  \nstarted to falter. \"I'm all right,\" she said, when she saw the concerned look  \non his face. \"I guess I'm just very tired.\" This wasn't exactly the truth, but  \nshe wasn't going to admit that one glass of wine could have such an effect on  \nher.  \n  \n\"I hope you enjoyed the evening,\" he said, taking her by the arm and leading  \nher to the front door of the house.  \n  \n\"Yes, it was wonderful,\" Rey answered. \"Thank you for the invitation and the  \ndance. I really had a nice time.\"  \n  \n\"That's good to hear. I hope we can do this again in the future.\"  \n  \nThey had reached the entrance and Rey started digging for her keys. \"Me, too,\"  \nshe said and finally pulled the jingling bundle from her purse. \"Good night,  \nMike. I'll see you on Monday.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You sure you'll make it upstairs?\" he grinned and ducked in mock fright when  \nshe swatted him playfully. \"Okay, okay. I'll be gone! Until Monday, then!\"  \n  \nRey watched him walking back to his car and finally driving away, flashing his  \nheadlamps as a quiet good-bye. With a soft sigh she turned around and fiddled  \naround to get the key into the hole. Damn, she got tipsy all right. Slowly she  \nmade her way upstairs, entered her flat and closed the door behind her. Her  \nmind was spinning with the memory of the evening and the wine was still  \ncirculating in her system. She only took the time to get out of her clothes  \nbefore she let herself fall headlong onto her bed. It was no more than five  \nminutes later that she fell asleep.  \n  \n  \n  \nPart III: Drowning  \n  \nRey was walking through the narrow corridors of the house. Doors set in either  \nside of the walls led her into more corridors and empty rooms, misleading her,  \nmaking her lose her orientation. Every new passageway looked exactly the same  \nto the one she just left, and still more doors emerged before her. Suddenly she  \nheard someone screaming behind one of the doors and she rushed inside. Before  \nshe could see anything she felt something grabbing her arms and legs, pulling  \nher roughly in a spread-eagled position. She felt her body being spun around  \nslowly, like a dancing figurine on a music box. But the melody was strange,  \nvery short and repeating over and over again. And she danced to the music,  \nspinning around, and around and around ...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When she woke she kept hearing the sound of the music box in her head. Still  \ndrowsy she rubbed her eyes and there it was again. This time she recognized  \nwhat the sound really was and hurried out of bed to find the phone. She cleared  \nher throat a few times before she finally picked it up and answered. \"Hello?\"  \n  \n\"Good morning my dear!\" a familiar voice on the other side said. \"It seems you  \nslept in very long today.\"  \n  \n\"Uh, yeah. Morning Donya. What time it it, anyway?\"  \n  \n\"It's a quarter past twelve,\" her fiend said.  \n  \n\"Already? Geez, I must've been very tired, all right.\"  \n  \n\"What have you been up to yesterday night? You sound like you've been  \ncelebrating a revelry.\"  \n  \n\"I feel like I did,\" the vixen replied, trying to work her voice up a little  \nbit. \"Maybe my tolerance for wine has lessened a bit of late.\"  \n  \n\"Poor Rey. I wanted to ask you about Keno and the mansion, how you feel about  \nit, now that you can look at it from a distance.\"  \n  \n\"How'd you like to come over? We can make ourselves comfortable, have a cup of  \ncoffee and I'll tell you what I'm thinking about it.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Fine by me. I'll be with you in an hour, okay hon?\"  \n  \n\"Sure, see you then!\"  \n  \nRey put down the phone and staggered back into the bedroom. At least she was  \nnot hung over, that would have been awful. She picked up her bathrobe and  \nheaded for the shower. Maybe this would wake her up a little. Once she was  \nstanding under the relaxing jet of water she sighed and felt herself unwinding  \na bit. Taking her time she washed her fur thoroughly, massaging her muscles and  \nuntangling her headfur as she went. After she was done she stepped out of the  \ntub, toweling her fur down as good as possible and started brushing her teeth  \nbefore she went at combing her headfur.  \n  \nStill damp but at least awake she went back into the bedroom. Her bathrobe was  \nlong since soaked, so she just took it off and hung it over the door to dry.  \nShe quickly put away yesterday's clothes and tidied up the room a bit before  \nshe took her bag from the nightstand and sat down on the edge of the bed,  \nspreading some of her toys out. With skillful motions she fastened her wrist  \nand ankle cuffs, locked them in place and lay the keys on a heap next to her,  \nbefore she retrieved the collar ring and let it snap to the brass plate, hiding  \nthe small green gem beneath it. Another key fell onto the heap. When she was  \ndone she packed away the rest of the toys and put on a slight hint of perfume.  \nNow she was ready for the rest of the day.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Two cups of steaming hot coffee were standing on the table, the fragrant smell  \nfilling the room. The vixen put the thermos flask with the rest of the beverage  \nnext to them and started to go back into the kitchen again, when the doorbell  \nrang. Quickly she went over to the window and saw Donya's car standing outside.  \n\"Yes!\" she exclaimed happily and hurried over to the door, pressing the buzzer  \nbutton. She listened in excitement while steps climbed up the stairs, and when  \nthey reached her door she opened it a little, seeing her friend waiting  \noutside, waving her paw at her. Stepping back a pace she let her in and closed  \nthe door again, a broad smile on her face. \"Hi Donya! It's so good to see you.\"  \nRey hugged her friend tightly and snuggled up against her.  \n  \n\"Well, hello there, my toy! I'm glad to see you, too!\" She stroked Rey's head  \ngently and sniffed the freshly dried headfur. \"You've been missing me, huh?\"  \n  \n\"Yes!\" the vixen answered and tightened her grip again for a moment before  \nletting go. \"Come in! I prepared coffee and a little something to eat if you  \nlike.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Sounds great.\" Donya hung her light coat to the rack and followed her friend  \ninside. Rey had already disappeared into the kitchen and came back with a  \nplatter full of appetizers. She put them down on the table again and let  \nherself sink into the soft cushions of her sofa. The raccoon smiled and bent  \nover to pick up one of the deliciously looking bits. She took a small bite and  \nfinished it off a moment later. \"Thanks hon! They're good!\"  \n  \n\"I'm glad you like them.\" Rey reached out her paw for the table, but Donya was  \nfaster and snagged her by the ring on her cuff. The vixen squealed in surprise  \nand tried to rip loose, yet her friend held on tight. \"No fair!\" she pouted.  \n  \n\"You seem awfully cheerful today,\" Donya said while she dragged her friend over  \nand lay her in her lap, hooking the cuff of her free arm to her finger as well.  \n\"And I thought you'd be a poor hung-over foxie. What happened?\"  \n  \nRey struggled against her captor, but with her paws held like this she was  \nquickly overwhelmed and found herself lying on her back, looking up into the  \nbig smile of the raccoon. \"I got an unexpected offer last night,\" she started,  \nstill fighting slightly against her friend's assaults.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya took one of the padlocks from the table that were conveniently lying next  \nto her coffee mug and started threading its hook through the rings at Rey's  \ncuffs and collar. \"Really? And what kind of offer would that've been?\"  \n  \n\"You'll never guess,\" Rey answered and squeaked again, when her paws were  \ndragged upward and locked securely to her collar. \"One of my colleagues asked  \nme out for dinner.\"  \n  \n\"This cat fellow you told me about?\"  \n  \nRey nodded. \"Mike. He called me in the evenings and told me about a newly  \nopened cafe. I figured that I needed some distraction from the mansion and all,  \nso I accepted and went along.\"  \n  \n\"So he /is/ cute after all?\" Donya asked and smiled brightly. \"Or did you just  \njump at the opportunity to keep yourself from thinking?\"  \n  \n\"I think it was a little bit of both,\" the vixen mused. \"I was looking for  \nsomething to occupy my mind with. But on the other paw he really is a nice guy.  \nVery attentive and gentle. Oh, and he's a good dancer, too. I like the way he  \nswishes his tail.\"  \n  \n\"Ah, so he made an impression on you, didn't he?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey nodded. \"But still he's not really my kind of man. He may be too gentle for  \nme after all.\"  \n  \nDonya laughed and pulled her friend close. \"You've become a really bold foxie,  \nyou know that?\"  \n  \n\"You really think so? I didn't realize I was changing at all.\"  \n  \n\"Oh, yes you did!\" the raccoon laughed. \"But don't worry, I think you're doing  \nfine. I wouldn't be surprised if his sudden advances were because of that.  \nMaybe he was attracted to your new personality.\"  \n  \nRey wrestled free from Donya's embrace and sat up, leaning against her friend's  \nside. \"But I'm still me,\" she said. \"My personality's still the same as  \nalways.\" She glanced over to the table and licked her lips. \"And I still need  \nmy daily dose of caffeine,\" she added meekly.  \n  \n\"All right, I give in,\" the raccoon giggled and took the two cups from the  \ntable, handing one of them over to her friend who took it eagerly. Donya took a  \nsip and put her mug back again. \"So what are you thinking about the mansion?\"  \n  \nRey's glance seemed to be fixed to a point way back in the distance, while she  \nwas hugging her mug with both paws. \"It's a very impressive place,\" she said.  \n\"Very powerful and seducing. It scares me in a way, yet I feel a strong desire  \nto go back there. I'm not completely sure what to think of it yet.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I know what you mean,\" Donya replied and started ruffling the fur on Rey's  \ntummy. \"And Keno?\"  \n  \n\"You know that I like him.\"  \n  \n\"Really? Do you like him or do you like the things, he does to you?\"  \n  \nRey was dumbfounded. Of course she liked him. But what did she know about him  \nanyway? She had only met him three times now, and each time she was part of a  \ngame. \"I like it when he plays with me. Maybe it's nothing more, but in our  \ngames I'm attracted to him a great deal. With you it's something different,  \nthough. We've known each other for several years now and even before you found  \nout about my little secret.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah. Even though I was curious about your private life a long time before  \nthat. You always kept this for you, never telling anybody what you're doing in  \nyour free time.\"  \n  \n\"I didn't know people were interested.\"  \n  \nDonya giggled. \"They probably aren't. But a lot of people tend to chat away  \nabout the things they do at home, about their hobbies or friends and stuff.  \nIt's not that anybody really cares, it's just small-talk.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I've never been good at that,\" Rey said and drew another deep sip from her  \nmug. \"I just don't see the point, gossiping about the weather or the color of  \nthe co-worker's shirt. They just like to hear themselves talking and consider  \nsilence as embarrassing. But if there's nothing important to say, why bother?\"  \n  \nDonya giggled. \"That must be the reason you love the harness so much.\"  \n  \nRey growled and thumped her friend with her shoulder, careful not to spill any  \nof the precious coffee, though. \"There are times when words are no longer  \nnecessary,\" she said meaningfully and Donya laughed.  \n  \n\"Speaking of words, we haven't talked very much the last week. What have you  \nbeen up to? I mean, aside from dating strangers.\"  \n  \n\"Mike is no stranger,\" Rey said, but the mischievous sparkling in the eyes of  \nher friend told her, that she had stepped right into her trap. \"We see each  \nother every day.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, okay. I didn't want to insult your pretty kitty.\"  \n  \n\"Bah.\"  \n  \nDonya laughed and took the empty mug out of her paws to put it back onto the  \ntable. \"Well?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"There was nothing much to do besides work. I just tinkered around a bit.\"  \n  \n\"A new toy?\"  \n  \nRey was a bit embarrassed, but she smiled and went on. \"Sort of, yes. It's not  \nreally new, though. I only improved something I already had.\"  \n  \n\"I bet it's one of your tech gadgets,\" Donya said and Rey looked away, she  \nobviously didn't feel comfortable with the way the conversation was going.  \n\"Don't be shy, hon! I'm just teasing you a little. Would you like to show me  \nwhat you have built?\"  \n  \nRey hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. \"It's not finished yet, but  \nyou can already test it if you like.\"  \n  \n\"Lead the way, my toy!\" Donya said and helped her friend to get up.  \n  \nRey took her to the bedroom. She went to the computer desk and awkwardly picked  \nup a small black box with a cable on it and another with a variety of buttons.  \nAnother part of the toy was stashed away in her bedside table. The vixen knelt  \nin the middle of her bed and attached the cable to the vibrator she had  \nretrieved and put everything for display on the sheets. \"As I said, it's not  \nreally something new. Basically this is a modified version of my random vibe.  \nThe cable runs to the controlling unit in this box here. I plan on making the  \nunit smaller so it can fit inside of the plug itself. The other device is a  \nremote control. You can alter the vibration frequency and amplitude as well as  \nthe rotation speed and direction. And there's also an automatic mode that works  \njust like the old random vibrator did.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya sat down facing Rey and picked up the remote. There were four turning  \nknobs and a switch. She manipulated the controls for some time and watched the  \nvibrator altering its stimulation pattern. \"This is really interesting. How far  \ndoes the remote reach? And what happens if the signal is cut off?\"  \n  \n\"I don't really know. It should be good for 20 feet or more. The vibe will  \nswitch to random mode if the command channel is dead.\"  \n  \nDonya switched the vibrator off again and put the remote control aside. The  \ngleam in her eye showed that she had something on her mind. And Rey didn't have  \nto wait very long to find out, what was coming. The raccoon rose on her knees  \nand pushed Rey on her back, eliciting a loud squeal from her toy. She started  \nstroking the vixen's chestfur and breasts, cupping the soft mounds in her paws  \nand kneading them alternatingly. Rey moaned under her and tried to break her  \npaws free from the cuffs at her collar, obviously enjoying the attack of her  \nfriend. Donya smiled and continued to stroke and squeeze her, letting one of  \nher paws travel down over her belly, while she started licking her toy's  \nthroat, gently nipping at the fur and the sensitive skin below.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey writhed under the roaming paws of her friend, enjoying the sudden outburst  \nof affection to it's fullest extent. The teeth at her throat made her feel even  \nmore vulnerable and she tried to push her away with her bound paws. The short  \nlinks of the cuffs and lock didn't provide too much freedom so she ended up  \nstruggling against the manacles rather than against Donya. The paws caressing  \nher breasts excited her even more and when she felt one of them move further  \ndown she closed her eyes in anticipation. She only hoped that her friend wasn't  \nin a too playful mood today, or she would get teased to no end.  \n  \nDonya suddenly stopped and pushed herself up again, pressing one finger on  \nRey's nose, a sign for her to stay right where she was. Rey kept still, panting  \nfrom the treatment she had received. Her friend left the room for a moment and  \nreturned with her paws full of locks and keys, probably taken from the  \nliving-room table. The raccoon retrieved the toy bag from the nightstand and  \ntook out the crotch straps, placing them right next to Rey on the bed. A bottle  \nof lube was next and she picked up the vibrator to coat it with an ample layer  \nof the translucent stuff. \"Now, my toy ...\" Donya started and pushed the  \nvixen's legs apart. \"Are you ready to find out, how well your new invention  \nreally works?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey gasped when the cool tip of the vibe touched her vaginal lips. \"Yes,\" she  \npanted. \"Yes, I am.\"  \n  \n\"Good. Now brace yourself.\" Donya waited for a moment to give the vixen time to  \nanticipate the intruder and then she started slipping it in at a steady rate,  \nneither stopping nor pulling back, until it was completely inside her friend's  \nlove tunnel. Rey screamed through her clenched teeth, trying to break free of  \nher bonds and inwardly thanking her friend for the lube. When it was over Rey  \nstarted breathing again, trying to recover from the sensation. Donya took the  \ncrotch straps and wrapped them around Rey's waist and privates, locking them in  \nplace. The connecting wire went through the small hole in the strap and snapped  \nin. Finally the raccoon fastened the controller box to her friend's thigh,  \nusing the attached velcro straps.  \n  \n\"How do you feel,\" Donya asked and started digging in the bag of toys again?  \n  \n\"I feel fine,\" the vixen answered, a clear sign of arousal resonating in her  \nvoice.  \n  \n\"Good. You remember our safety signal?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey nodded. \"Two quick yelps say 'go slow', three means danger.\" So she was  \ngoing to get muzzled today. She smiled and waited for her friend to find the  \nnecessary tool.  \n  \n\"Exactly. You're a good ... Oh, wow! You didn't tell me that!\" Donya lifted up  \nthe snout harness that had been slightly modified. The straps on the sides were  \nattached to a rubber sheet now which was going to envelop the muzzle's sides  \ncompletely, while leaving the nostrils free for breathing. \"When did you add  \nthis?\"  \n  \n\"Just two days ago. I think it makes more sense this way. But I didn't have the  \nopportunity to try it out yet.\"  \n  \nThe raccoon smiled and tousled her friend's headfur, much to her protest. \"My  \ndear toy, always so eager to give herself up. Very well then, let's put this  \none to a test.\" She put two of the straps around Rey's head and inbetween her  \nears to connect them on the backside. Slowly she wrapped up the muzzle in the  \nrubber sheet, looped the straps around it and tightened them, until the vixen's  \nsnout was firmly tied shut. A few minor adjustments later Donya was pleased  \nwith her work. \"How's the fit?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey worked her jaw muscles and tried to speak but the harness held her muzzle  \ntightly shut without hurting her. It felt like a huge paw was squeezing around  \nher snout. She closed her eyes with delight and nodded.  \n  \n\"So this means I have my lovely toy all for myself now, I guess,\" Donya mused  \nand put on a thoughtful expression. \"What am I going to do with her, I wonder?\"  \n  \nThe vixen watched her friend closely as she leaned forward to give her a kiss  \non the exposed nose. Her paws were freed from the collar and Donya slowly  \nstarted pulling her up into a sitting position. The vibrator was pushed a bit  \ndeeper inside her during the movement, and Rey let out a muffled moan, closing  \nher eyes. Her paws were pulled behind her back and locked to her crotch strap.  \nThis created even more pressure on the vibrator and on her tailhole as well,  \nmaking her shift around a bit while she started to breathe harder. She suddenly  \nrealized that she needed to find a way to make it possible to pant through the  \nmuzzle harness to prevent herself from overheating.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey opened her eyes again and watched her friend locking her ankle cuffs to  \neach other and tying her legs together above and below the knees, using a  \nlength of white rope. The free end was threaded trough her collar ring and  \nslowly Donya started to pull it taut, forcing Rey to bend over, until her knees  \nwere nearly touching her torso. The raccoon tied the rope there and attached  \nanother one to the ankle restraints, running it up over the crack of her bottom  \nto loop it through the D-rings of her wrist cuffs. She made sure the knot was  \nunreachable to Rey's paws and gave her a quick swat on her butt that made her  \nyip in surprise. The vixen's tail was pulled downwards and tied to her legs,  \ncovering the crotch area.  \n  \n\"That's a nice package,\" Donya said, admiring her work. \"I hope it's  \nsufficiently secured, it'll be going through some really rough handling.\"  \n  \nRey's eyes widened in a mixture of fear and anticipation as Donya came over her  \nlike a predator. Squealing and squirming she fought against her bonds while the  \nnimble paws roamed all over her, stroking and tickling her sensitive areas.  \nEach tug against the manacles sent small spikes of pleasure through her body,  \nand very soon she was nothing more than a writhing bundle of lust.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Suddenly she felt a tingling sensation between her legs, and it took her a  \nsecond to realize, that the vibrator in her vagina had come to life. She opened  \nher eyes and looked up to Donya who was manipulating the knobs on the remote  \ncontrol. It started gently enough, massaging her in a most pleasurable way and  \nRey let herself slide back into her fantasies again. The ropes and cuffs held  \nher tightly while Donya's paws and teeth explored her body. In her mind, Rey  \nwas surrounded by many other playmates, and they were touching her, stroking  \nher, handing her over to one another, using her for their own pleasure. The  \nheat was rising in her body, and she breathed heavily through her nose.  \n  \nThe vixen moaned loudly when the vibrator started to pick up speed and  \namplitude. Reflexively she tried to spread her legs but she was cut short by  \nthe restraints that held her limbs tightly drawn to her upper body. The crotch  \nstrap dug deeply into her privates and made the toy inside of her push even  \nharder into her. She was moaning uncontrollably now, trying to break free from  \nthe paws that were stroking and holding her, desperately crying for release but  \nnot able to utter any intelligible word.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The paws were gone, and Rey opened her eyes. She blinked away the tears of lust  \nthat had formed there just in time to see Donya leaving the room. But before  \nshe could protest she was overwhelmed with pleasure coming from the vibrator  \nthat suddenly had shifted to full motion. Howling in her gag she worked all her  \nmuscles at once to break free from the bindings that surrounded her limbs,  \ntrying either to escape the treatment or to bring herself to climax. Yet, it  \nwas not to be. The manacles held her effortlessly and the stimulation was not  \nquite enough to give her release. Her moans became increasingly deeper and more  \nintense, while she desperately fought against her predicament.  \n  \nA cool breeze flowed over her back and upper arms and she stopped squirming for  \na moment to relish the chilling sensation. Only now she realized that she had  \nclosed her eyes again and she looked around. Donya was back, stroking her fur  \nwith a wet towel to help her controlling her body heat. With a thankful glance  \nRey gave in to the relaxing feeling and started to moan again when the toy  \nbeneath the strap started to pick up speed again. She tugged at her paws to get  \nthem free, but the cuffs and rope didn't let her go. All she was doing was to  \ntighten up the crotch strap assembly and making the vibrator press harder  \nagainst her insides. Rey screamed and squealed into her gag, feeling the first  \nsigns of her climax approaching.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Then everything stopped.  \n  \nRey whimpered and opened her eyes, her vision blurry from the force with that  \nshe had been squeezing them shut. Donya was kneeling before her, holding the  \nremote control in one paw and watching her closely. Rey did her best to glare  \nat her, but the lust in her loins made that look more like a plea for release.  \nDonya smiled and turned one of the controls a bit, resulting in a surprised  \nyelp of the vixen. Her friend giggled and set up another variation, making the  \ntoy buzz with medium strength and only a little amplitude, just enough to keep  \nRey hot and longing for more.  \n  \nDonya put the remote aside and removed the rope around the vixen's tail and  \nknees, allowing her to stretch her legs. Rey let out a sigh of relief while she  \nflexed her muscles, but her friend didn't give her too much time to recover.  \nShe unfastened the cuffs on her wrists and pulled the vixen's arms up until Rey  \nhad to stumble to her knees. The raccoon took a short length of chain from the  \ncollection and attached Rey's right wrist to the upper bar of the bed-head. The  \nleft wrist was soon restrained likewise, about four feet apart from the other.  \nRunning her paws over the exposed torso of the vixen, Donya moved slowly  \ndownward, teasing her crotch area with her claws and making her spasm and jerk  \nagainst the chains. The raccoon took her time, letting her paws wander over the  \nmuscular cheeks before her, stroking slowly over the backside of the vixen's  \nthighs and slipping between them, always making sure that Rey would feel every  \nsingle touch.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The vixen panted and whimpered in sweet torment, anticipating every prick of  \nthe claws and touch of the padded paws on her fur. She wanted to cry out loud,  \ngive her frustration an outlet, but the gag harness held her muzzle just as  \nsecurely closed as the cuffs were holding her to the bed frame. The vibrator  \nwas still teasing her love tunnel, keeping her aroused and needing, but it was  \nnot enough to push her further. Her friend kept on stroking and pricking her  \nskin, before she removed the lock on her ankle cuffs. Again, some lengths of  \nrope were tied above and below her knees, leaving about two feet of slack  \nbetween them. Donya pushed her legs apart and Rey did her best to accommodate  \nthe new position, until the ropes got taut and prevented her from spreading her  \nlegs any further.  \n  \nRey moaned deeply when she felt the vibrator switching to higher speed again,  \nwiggling her hips to heighten her arousal more and more. While she got lost in  \npleasure again, she barely noticed the chains that were fastened from her ankle  \ncuffs to the foot of the bed, restraining her even more. Finally another pair  \nof chains was locked from her ankles to the head of the bed, keeping her stuck  \nin the middle of the mattress, free to any assault Donya had in store for her.  \nThe toy in her crotch busily kept on stimulating her, making it hard for her to  \nthink. She felt the heat rising inside of her again, wondering if she should  \ntry to push herself on harder to reach her gratification before Donya could  \ntake it away from her again.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The answer came quickly. Due to her bound state and her arousal, Rey wasn't  \nable to see clearly what was going on behind her back but she felt Donya moving  \naround there. A moment later the lock of her crotch straps snapped open and  \nthey were removed. Rey shut her eyes, folded her ears to the skull and dropped  \nher head, and then she felt the toy being pulled out of her vagina, slowly and  \nteasingly, sliding back in a bit every now and then, making her gasp and  \nwhimper. When it finally slipped past the labia, a rush of warmth spread out  \ninside of her, and she felt her juices running down her legs.  \n  \n\"My, my!\" Donya said, while she hurried to catch the fluids with a towel before  \nthey stained the bed sheets. \"Such an eager foxie! I wonder if I should just  \nlet you cool down for a bit, before you're going to burst.\"  \n  \nRey moaned loudly and shook her head in protest. If she wasn't given release  \nsoon, she was going mad for sure. Pleadingly, she whimpered and begged with her  \neyes, hoping that she would look miserable enough to make Donya stop teasing  \nher. When she turned her head to look at the raccoon, another surprise was  \nwaiting for her. With her eyes wide open she stared at the strap-on dildo  \nsticking from her friend's crotch, already lubed up and ready. Rey could not  \nbelieve it. How long had she already been tied to the bed frame to give Donya  \nthe opportunity to strip and prepare all this? For the life of her, she just  \ncouldn't tell.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A loud scream came out of her throat when she felt the cold tip of the strap-on  \ntouch her burning labia. Her friend's fingers gently pried them apart and  \nallowed the thick black shaft to slide forward. Due to her arousal and the  \nlubrication gel there was not much resistance to stop it. Rey breathed quickly,  \nwhimpering with lust and agony, until the full length of the dildo was inside  \nof her. She heard Donya's moan behind her and moved her hips a bit to stimulate  \nher friend a little more. Slowly the raccoon started to rock back and forth,  \nsliding the glistening shaft in and out of her. The paws of her friend roamed  \nover her back and sides, until she embraced her and started stimulating her  \nnipples and tickling her clit. Rey moaned and howled into her gag, strained  \nagainst the chains that bound her to the bed. Her body was on fire, her mind  \nfilled with lust. Donya moaned in time with her, pumping the toy into her  \nhelpless vixen friend with increasing speed. Rey let herself fall into her  \nrestraints, unable to resist or to hold back anymore. She felt the weight of  \nher friend on top of her, mercilessly driving the shaft into her. And when she  \nexploded she screamed loudly, colorful sparks and flashes of lightning blinding  \nher. Again and again the delightful contractions ripped through her abdomen,  \nmaking her howl and whine into the muzzle harness. And as far as she could  \nhear, her friend was experiencing the same.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; When her mind had cleared she was still hanging from the chains at the bed's  \ntop bar. Donya's body was weighing her down a bit and she struggled to get her  \npaws back up to support some of her weight. The muscles in her legs trembled  \nwith the effort but she finally grasped the black metal and pulled herself up a  \nlittle, panting through her nose. This motion seemed to wake her friend from  \nher own trance and she started to stir and prop herself up again. Rey sighed in  \nrelief and arched her back to get the stiffness out of her bones. She felt that  \nDonya was still inside of her and tried to ignore the little electric spikes  \nshe felt everytime her friend moved a bit. She couldn't help some yips that  \nescaped her muzzle, though.  \n  \n\"Rey? Are you all right?\" Donya asked, when she had regained her own composure.  \n  \nThe vixen nodded and mumbled in affirmation.  \n  \n\"That's good.\" The raccoon smiled and reached for the towel. \"I'm going now,  \nhon. Get yourself ready.\" She waited a moment and then started to pull out  \nslowly. Her friend moaned loudly while she went on, the wet black shaft slowly  \nemerging from her body. A moment before she left completely she pushed the  \ncloth against Rey's labia, catching the fluids that started to run from her  \nwhen she finally slipped out. The vixen cried out and lost her grip on the  \nbars, hanging limply in her chains and panting hard. Donya kept the towel where  \nit was for a moment, stroking Rey's back slowly to comfort her toy. \"Shh,  \nrelax, my toy,\" she whispered. \"It'll be over in a second.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey clenched her teeth and waited for the intense sensation in her loins to  \nsubside. While she still recovered from the lovemaking her friend started to  \nuntie her from the bed, first removing the chains on her legs, untying the rope  \nthat limited her spread knees and finally unlocking the chains that secured her  \nfront paws to the frame. Supported by Donya the vixen let herself fall on her  \nside and rest for a minute, before she finally tried to sit up again. The  \nraccoon helped her to regain her balance and gently removed the harness from  \nher muzzle. Rey inhaled deeply and started to pant almost immediately, greedily  \nsucking in the cool air. In the meantime Donya picked up the towel and cleaned  \nup the outer part of the strap-on, before slowly taking it off, whimpering  \nsoftly as the internal shaft slipped out of her. With shaking paws she wiped it  \noff and put it aside, before she dropped down next to her friend.  \n  \nThe two girls embraced each other and lay on the bed for some time, kissing and  \nsnuggling gently. Their bodies were still glowing with the warmth of gradually  \nabating arousal. It was during these times that they always felt very special  \nfor each other. They would even say they were in love, but they knew that this  \nwasn't their hearts speaking. Contentedly they held each other tight, caressing  \nand stroking their bodies and basking in their mutual affection.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Rey? Are you ready for a shower?\"  \n  \nThe vixen nodded. \"I hope I won't fall asleep on the way.\"  \n  \n\"I'll take care of that if you like,\" Donya grinned, waving the vibrator.  \n  \n\"Don't you dare,\" the vixen growled and got up quickly, trying to hold her  \nbalance on shaking legs.  \n  \nHer friend giggled. \"See you in the bathroom!\" She slowly got up herself,  \nwaiting for her circulation to follow. After she was sure she would not simply  \ntopple over she followed her vixen friend, who was already kneeling in the tub.  \nDonya stepped in and closed the shower curtain before she turned on the  \nrefreshing jet of water. They cleaned up themselves and enjoyed the relaxation,  \nbefore they finally left the shower and toweled each other down thoroughly.  \nDonya led her friend back to the bedroom, locked her paws behind her back and  \nreattached the harness to her muzzle. After that was done they went into the  \nliving-room, making themselves comfortable on the couch.  \n  \n  \n  \nPart IV: Offering Help  \n  \nDonya was watching one of her favorite soaps while Rey enjoyed herself lying  \nnext to her, resting her head in the raccoon's lap. Her friend was idly  \nstroking her chest and belly with one paw, while she took in the story of the  \nshow. The vixen was fine with that, she was quite exhausted anyway and the gag  \nexcused her from having to start a conversation. All she could do was lie there  \nand enjoy Donya's company. And for the moment that was all she wanted.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The phone rang and Rey tried to get up by force of habit, but Donya held her  \nback.  \n  \n\"Let me get it for you, hon,\" she said and took the phone from the table.  \n\"Hello? Yes, she is. One moment, please.\" Donya covered the mouthpiece and  \nsaid, \"It's your admirer, Mike.\"  \n  \nRey tried to stop her friend from getting her into trouble but with the gag on  \nthere was nothing she could do.  \n  \n\"Hello? She will be right with you, she's only a little tied up at the moment.\"  \nDonya put the phone down again and fetched the key for Rey's harness. She  \nsmiled at the glaring eyes of the vixen and took her time unbuckling the straps  \nof the gag. She dropped the toy on the couch without caring for the noise and  \nput the phone down next to the vixen's ear, never bothering to untie her paws.  \nRey scolded her friend silently and Donya laughed.  \n  \n\"Hi Mike, how're you?\" Rey said after she had shifted around enough to be able  \nto hear him. Donya left her for a moment, and she tried to concentrate on the  \nconversation.  \n  \n\"Hello Rey! I'm fine, thanks. I didn't want to interrupt you. You seem to be  \n... busy.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"No, it's okay. What's the news?\"  \n  \n\"Oh, nothing much actually. I just wanted to thank you for joining me last  \nnight. I really enjoyed it.\"  \n  \n\"Me too,\" Rey answered. She just tried to speak again, when she felt a tingling  \nsensation between her legs. She glanced down and saw Donya's paw softly  \nstroking the fur just below her crotch, sending most pleasurable, yet unwelcome  \nfeelings through her body. Rey closed her eyes for a moment, but tried to keep  \nher countenance. \"You were right, the cafe is really neat.\"  \n  \n\"Yes, it is. Um ... Would you mind me asking, if we could - you know - go there  \nagain sometime.\"  \n  \nRey stifled a moan and glared at her friend, who was busily stimulating her  \nclit and kneading one of her breasts with her other paw. \"Will you stop that!\"  \nshe whispered intently, but Donya merely giggled. \"Yeah, I - oooh - I think  \nthis would be nice.\" She clenched her eyes shut, trying to resist the  \nseducement of her friend.  \n  \n\"Sounds good. Um ... Are you okay? You seem different today.\"  \n  \n\"No, I'm fine,\" Rey said, collecting all self control she had left, while Donya  \nstarted licking her already oversensitive labia. \"I'm just a bit - ah - tired,  \nthat's all.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I see,\" Mike said, a doubtful tone in his voice. \"Then I won't bother you too  \nlong. I'll see you on Monday.\"  \n  \n\"Yeah, until Monday, then!\" Rey tried to cut the connection with her nose but  \nthen she heard the familiar sound of a broken line, so he had hung up already.  \n\"What do you think you're doing?\" she shouted at Donya.  \n  \n\"Mmmhh,\" the raccoon muttered, her snout still caressing Rey's private parts.  \n\"Teasing you, what did you think this was?\"  \n  \n\"You .. you're so ... Ooh ...\" Rey let herself fall back on the couch and  \nsquirmed a bit, finally giving in to the sensual touches her friend was giving  \nher. \"You are so bad, you know that!\" she moaned and started to laugh. \"I  \nnearly made a complete fool of myself, only because of you!\"  \n  \n\"I know. But don't tell me you didn't like it.\"  \n  \nRey remained silent.  \n  \nDonya giggled and stopped her activities for a moment. \"But speaking of going  \nout, what do you think about going to the movies? They're showing a pretty  \nfunny flick, and I guess you'd like it.\"  \n  \n\"Yes, sounds like fun. When does it start?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya glanced to the clock on the wall. \"In about an hour. We should get ready  \nsoon. Here, let me free your paws.\" She opened the lock that linked the paw  \ncuffs together and Rey sighed softly with a mixture of relief and regret.  \n  \nThe two friends got up from the couch, switched off the television and set  \nabout preparing for the theater. Rey chose a black shirt and blue jeans from  \nher wardrobe, putting them on quickly before she applied some fur dye over her  \neyes and a hint of perfume. Donya came back from the bathroom and smiled at her  \nfriend, beckoning her to come near. The vixen put on a shy smile as well and  \nreached out her paws, so she could undo the cuffs. But Donya didn't open them,  \ninstead she pulled out two white silk scarfs and tied them over the cuffs,  \nhiding them from view. \"Put the legs of your pants over the other pair,\" she  \nsaid, \"and remove the collar ring. Then I think we're ready to go.\"  \n  \n\"You really want me to wear the cuffs at the movies?\" Rey said, a bit uneasy,  \nwhile she unlocked her collar ring and let it slip into her pocket.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Exactly.\"  \n  \nRey sighed and nodded. She probably wasn't going to argue about that, so the  \nvixen double-checked that the scarfs were tied nicely and securely. She had to  \nadmit that they looked fancy around her wrists, even without knowing what was  \nunderneath them. She gave the knots another quick pull and followed her friend,  \nwho was already standing next to the door. \"Okay, I'm done.\"  \n  \n\"Let's go, then!\" Donya announced and opened the door. They left the flat and  \nstepped down to the street to get into Donya's Mustang. A minute later they  \nwere already following the main street, heading for the city center.  \n  \nThe movie was sold out but they managed to get two tickets from the pre-order  \nstock that wasn't claimed by their owners in time. Slowly they moved downstairs  \nwith the rest of the people, and Rey had the funny feeling of all the people  \nwatching her, as if they could see beneath her scarfs and pants' legs. Somehow  \nit was exciting to have the manacles locked around her limbs in a place where  \neveryone could look at her, even though they were obscured from view. It was  \nenough for her to know, that they were there, feeling their weight and gentle  \npressure around her joints, to make her blood run faster, and tried to act as  \ninconspicuously as she could, by this probably drawing more attention to her  \nthan she would have otherwise. Even the usher who was checking on her ticket  \nseemed to concentrate more on her paws than on the paper slip itself. But Rey  \nblamed this on her mind, she was definitely imagining things. Her heart started  \nto slow down a bit only when they entered the dark room to find their seats.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; During the commercials the two friends talked and laughed about various things  \nthat came to their minds. And when the trailers played they were absorbed in  \nthe fast-paced pictures showing on the big screen. At one time Donya even  \ndropped her purse on the floor and spent a minute finding it in the darkness.  \n  \nThe movie started and Rey made herself comfortable. She shuffled her feet  \naround a bit and suddenly realized, that they were bound together at her  \nankles. A quick glance to her right confirmed her suspicion. The smug smile on  \nthe face of her friend said it all. \"How dare you-\"  \n  \n\"Shh, my toy,\" Donya whispered and bent over to her. \"You don't want to spoil  \nthe movie, do you?\"  \n  \nRey snarled under her breath but said nothing.  \n  \n\"And now put your paws behind your back for me, will you?\"  \n  \nThe vixen's eyes widened in disbelief. \"What?\" she erupted, even though she  \ntried not to disturb the other visitors.  \n  \nDonya put a finger on her nose to silence her. \"Come on, nobody will see you,  \nexcept for me.\"  \n  \nRey hesitated, but she didn't want to start a fight over this, so she slowly  \nmoved her paws on her back, feeling them being locked in place. With a sigh of  \nembarrassment and arousal she leaned back again, shifting a bit to find a  \ncomfortable position and tried to distract herself by watching the movie. It  \nactually was a funny film, and Rey laughed together with her friend, enjoying  \nthe entertainment. But every few minutes when she tried to alter her sitting  \nposition or Donya chose to stroke her arm or shoulder, she was reminded of the  \nlocks on her cuffs, keeping her in a state of mild arousal during the whole  \nshow.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; The ending credits were rolling and Rey was smiling contentedly. She had been  \nlaughing a lot during the film and Donya obviously had been enjoying it, too.  \nThe raccoon gave her a good humored grin and bent over again to remove the lock  \non her ankles. Rey waited patiently to get her paws freed as well, but Donya  \nseemed to have forgotten about them. She rose and started gathering her things,  \ngetting ready to leave the theater.  \n  \n\"Donya? Would you please ...\" she said and moved her arms a bit to show her  \nwhat she wanted.  \n  \n\"No, hon. I think we should be going now. Come on, the hall is nearly empty  \nalready.\"  \n  \n\"But-\"  \n  \n\"No buts!\" Donya extended her paw and helped Rey out of her seat, ignoring her  \nprotests. She put one arm around her and led her to the exit of the room,  \npassing the ushers who were waiting for the guests to leave. \"Night!\" she said  \ncheerfully and they greeted back.  \n  \nRey was frightened nearly out of her mind when they left the theater and  \nstarted to move along the pavement, heading for the parking lot. There was  \nquite a crowd tonight and she kept close to her friend, so her locked paws  \nwould be covered by her arm as good as possible. \"What are you doing to me?\"  \nshe scolded her. \"I'm scared!\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Don't be,\" Donya said and pulled her close to calm her down. \"There's nothing  \nto be afraid of. I'm just playing with my most favorite toy, that's all.\" She  \nsmiled and gave her friend a reassuring snuggle. \"Nobody will notice, and I'll  \nbe a proud owner by the time we got home.\"  \n  \n\"A proud owner of a toy with a nervous breakdown,\" Rey commented sarcastically  \nand Donya laughed. \"I hope you realize that you're sick!\"  \n  \n\"Yes, I am,\" the raccoon said with a smile. \"But so are you, then. Because you  \nlike it.\"  \n  \nRey opened her mouth to protest, but she would have been lying. True, it was  \nscary and strange, walking along a public street at night with her paws locked  \non her back, hidden under some pieces of cloth, but on the other paw it was  \nexciting her in a sensual way. The charm of breaking a taboo was overwhelming,  \nmanifesting itself in shape of sexual desire. She leaned against her friend and  \nlet her guide her through the crowd until they left the main street and turned  \ninto a smaller side lane, leading to the parking place. Donya opened the door  \nfor her, helped her getting in and soon they were on their way back to Rey's  \nflat.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \\*  \n  \nThe door closed behind the two friends and Rey leaned with her back against it,  \nobviously quite tired from the day's activities. Donya yawned herself and she  \ncould tell by the looks of her face that she could use some sleep, too, even  \nthough it was only half past eight. The raccoon put her light coat on the rack  \nand took Rey to the bedroom, where she undid the lock from her wrist cuffs.  \nSlowly the vixen moved her arms back into their normal position again and  \nstarted swaying them around a bit to relieve the tension in her shoulders. This  \nwas the first time that her arms had been tied on her back for so long.  \n  \nThey undressed and got ready for bed, snuggling up to each other and enjoying  \nthe warmth of their bodies. Donya took two lengths of chains and secured Rey's  \narms and legs to the bed's frame, smiling when her toy looked at her in  \nbewilderment. \"I'm going to sleep here with you, if you don't mind,\" she  \nexplained. \"Tomorrow we can have breakfast together and go to work, what do you  \nthink?\"  \n  \n\"I'm not going to send you away,\" she said, leaning herself against her  \nfriend's body.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Donya smiled and bent over to place a tender kiss on Rey's mouth. The vixen  \nanswered and opened her muzzle only a bit, enjoying the warm glow that was  \nalready spreading inside of her. The raccoon took the offer and licked Rey's  \nlips softly, and soon they were sharing a deep, passionate kiss, breathing  \nheavily and moaning at each other. Donya started to fondle Rey's sensitive  \nbreasts again, squeezing the nipples gently and rubbing them until they stood  \nout prominently through the rich white fur. The vixen rolled around, tugging  \nlightly at the chains that held her to the bed, relishing the touches of the  \nnimble paws. Again they kissed, and when their lips parted, their eyes were  \nfull of affection for each other. \"Sleep well my toy,\" Donya whispered. \"I'll  \nsee you in the morning.\"  \n  \nThe raccoon was just reaching for the light switch when the phone rang. Rey  \nlooked at her friend's face and started to laugh. Donya sighed deeply and  \nobviously fought with herself for a minute before she got up with a grunt to  \nfind the phone. The vixen looked after her and heard her talking to someone on  \nthe line. The conversation went on for some time before Donya finally hung up  \nand came back to her. \"Our day's not over yet, it seems,\" she said. \"Keno  \ninvited us to the mansion. He said, there was something he wants to show us.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey groaned. \"Do we really have to go? I'm absolutely shot.\"  \n  \n\"I tried to talk him out of it, but he wouldn't have it. I guess we'll at least  \nhave to have a look at whatever it is.\"  \n  \nThe vixen smiled weakly and tugged at her chains. \"I don't think I'm going  \nanywhere at the moment.\"  \n  \n\"This can be remedied easily enough, my toy.\" Donya jumped back onto the bed  \nand started tickling her helpless friend until she started to squeal and writhe  \nin her bonds. \"This'll wake you up, little vixen! You can rest later, when  \nwe're back.\" Rey tried to evade the attacking paws, but the chains left little  \nroom to escape. After a few minutes she was panting and pleading for mercy, and  \nDonya seemed to be contented with it. \"Now rise and shine, my dear!\" she said  \nwhen she undid the chains. \"And hurry, we don't want to lose more time than  \nnecessary.\"  \n  \nRey growled softly, but she did as the was told. Donya picked a black top and  \nshort blue pants for her and the vixen quickly got dressed. She only hoped that  \nnobody in her company would notice her lack of concentration the next day. When  \nshe was done, the raccoon locked her paws on her back again and wrapped the gag  \nharness around her muzzle. Rey protested against the haste in which she was  \nprepared, even though she knew that she had long ago no more say in this  \nmatter.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; After they had made sure that there was nobody in the staircase, the two girls  \nwent down the steps as quickly as possible. Once they reached the black Mustang  \nDonya let her friend in and strapped her seat-belt in place. A moment later  \nthey were on their way.  \n  \nDarkness was falling over the city when the two friends reached the mansion and  \ngot out of the car. Donya rang the doorbell and they waited for the answer. It  \ndidn't take long before the door was opened and the skunk servant stood before  \nthem. \"Good evening. Master has been expecting you. Please come in.\"  \n  \nThey followed her inside and stepped through the big hall where Keno was  \nalready waiting for them. His dark brown eyes regarding them with a mixture of  \namusement and anticipation. \"Now, that's a sight! Welcome back, my dear. I'm so  \nglad you could come! Our newest item in our collection has just been finished  \nand I couldn't think of anyone more suitable to test it thoroughly.\" He  \nmotioned to Donya to remove the harness, and she followed his request. \"It's  \nnothing special, but we think this can be fun. And I'm sure you'll like it.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Why me?\" Rey asked softly. \"There must be more people you know better than me  \nwho can help you with this, I guess.\"  \n  \n\"Of course there are,\" he agreed. \"But I think I know them all /too/ well  \nalready. You're quite new around here, and this makes the testing more genuine.  \nOf course, if you don't want to, I won't force you or blame you for refusing.\"  \n  \nThe vixen shifted uneasily and her bound paws strained a little against the  \ncuffs. \"I guess this depends on what it's all about. Maybe I should have a look  \nat it first.\"  \n  \nKeno's face lightened up and he smiled brightly. \"Then let me show it to you.  \nFollow me, please.\"  \n  \nThey went to the door leading to the playground and Donya untied her paws so  \nshe could leave her clothes on the shelf. Entering the big room made Rey shiver  \nslightly when she recalled her previous adventures. The thought of what games  \ncould be played in here were enough to make her pulse quicken a little and her  \nbreathing go heavier. She followed the otter who was quickly passing the  \ndividing walls and taking them to the far corner of the playground. There was  \nanother door and he led them inside. The room behind was empty, except for a  \ndouble sized bed standing in the middle. It looked like an ordinary piece of  \nfurniture, only the four silver chains coming from the corners showed that it  \nwas more than just a place to sleep on.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"There you are. This might look fairly innocent to you but you'll see what's  \nspecial about it soon enough.\" He turned to them, facing Rey with an expectant  \nlook. \"So how about you giving it a try? The chains have locks on them, and you  \ncan just go and secure yourself with them.\"  \n  \n\"What will happen, once I'm ... in?\" Rey still was shy about using the real  \nterms for being tied up or helplessly trapped. Somehow it made her feel better  \nabout her sexual preference when she covered it up and pretended, that she  \nwasn't approving of the things being done to her.  \n  \n\"It's a surprise,\" Keno said with a smile. \"Don't worry, it's nothing you'll  \nregret.\"  \n  \nRey swallowed and licked her lips while she glanced at the bed. It really  \nlooked harmless enough, but a simple chain-up scenario wouldn't justify a  \nceremony like this. She couldn't find out what was so special about it, though.  \n\"I really hope you're right, Keno,\" Rey said. \"I'm a bit nervous about it, and  \nif this goes wrong, I can't promise I'll ever do something like this again.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Keno nodded and his face showed genuine concern. \"I'll never do anything to you  \nI'm not convinced of not hurting you. You can take this as a promise.\"  \n  \nThe vixen inhaled deeply. \"All right, then. Maybe I'm just too much of a  \nscaredy-fox.\" She approached the bed and sat down on it, pulling her legs on  \nthe soft mattress and moving into the center of the frame, examining the chains  \nclosely. They were long enough for her to allow a wide range of movement, and  \nat their ends they were fitted with a strange type of lock, made from two  \npieces held together with a short length of wire. She took one of the pieces in  \nher paw and threaded it through the D-ring of her left wrist cuff. The other  \npart of the lock, a cylindrical barrel, went over the slender bolt she had  \napplied earlier and snapped in audibly. This made her blood rush again, and she  \ntugged at the chain for a moment, before she took the next one from the bed.  \nWhen she was done attaching all four chains to her limbs she sat down, checking  \non her freedom of movement and enjoying the feeling of being loosely bound to  \nthe bed. The length of the chains allowed her to take any position she liked,  \nas long as she stayed close to the center of the mattress. Yet she felt that  \nher motions were slightly restricted by them and the jingling of the links  \nreminded her with every move she made of the trap she had opted to walk into.  \nShe smiled and looked to Keno, who was expectantly watching her. \"I think I'm  \ndone. What's going to happen now?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"You'll find out, my dear. Just relax now and wait for a moment. We'll be back  \nsoon.\" He took Donya by the arm and gently guided her out of the room.  \n  \n\"But ... hey! Wait!\" Rey called, trying to follow them but being held back by  \nthe chains. The otter didn't stop. She caught a glimpse of Donya looking back  \nat her, before the door finally closed and the room suddenly went completely  \ndark. \"Keno! Donya!\" she called. \"What's going on? Where ... ah ...\" Rey sighed  \nand stopped shouting. She had a feeling that they wouldn't answer her anyway.  \nThis was probably all part of the surprise she was going to get, so she tried  \nto calm down and ease off a bit.  \n  \nIt was like she was sitting inside the belly of a huge mountain, not a single  \nray of light was visible in the room. Rey shifted around on the bed, testing  \nhow far she could move before the chains would hold her back. There was no way  \nshe could get off the mattress now, so she decided to lie down and make herself  \ncomfortable. Fortunately it was quite warm in there, otherwise it would have  \nbeen a bit awkward without a blanket. Out of curiosity she let her fingers  \nslide over the locks again, trying to figure out if there was a way to get them  \noff without the proper key. It wasn't that she didn't like to be chained up, on  \nthe contrary. But to know that she couldn't escape, even if she really tried  \nto, was the icing on the cake. After a few minutes she gave up on the lock and  \nresigned to pull at the chains from time to time, at least savoring her  \nentrapment while she couldn't do anything but wait for her friends to return.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey woke with a start, her limbs being held back by loudly rattling chains when  \nher body jerked violently. It took her a moment to realize where she was and  \nshe calmed down a little, trying to get her breathing under control again. She  \nmust have been really tired, just falling asleep like this. She slipped back a  \nlittle to make room for her arms and rubbed her eyes. Her feet felt a little  \nnumb and she bent forward to rub them, but she couldn't reach them because of  \nthe bonds. Frowning she sat up and tucked her legs in, but they wouldn't go as  \nfar as she had anticipated. Somehow she must have managed it to tangle the  \nchains up, so she started to feel along them, but they seemed to be lying  \nstraight, just as they had before. Getting a bit nervous she felt around a bit  \nmore, but there was nothing she could find. The only reason she could think of  \nwas, that the chains must have become shorter.  \n  \n\"Donya? Keno? What's going on here?\" she called again, but still nobody  \nanswered her. The vixen sat up again as good as she could and scratched her  \nhead. At this moment she thought she heard a soft clicking noise and something  \ntugged back her paw for about half an inch. Rey tried to draw her arm back, but  \nshe could not overcome the pull. Another click, a little louder than before,  \nconfirmed her speculations. She felt a distinct pull on all four chains,  \ndrawing her limbs outwards just a little bit. Now that the mystery seemed  \nsolved she tried to prove it to herself by pulling the chains taut as good as  \nshe could. All in all she had a rough estimate of fifteen inches left on each  \nlimb before the limit was reached. Holding the tension she waited for another  \nminute or so, before the sound came back again and the chains were drawn out  \nonce more.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey nodded to herself. That's what was happening. At this rate she would be  \nspread completely in twenty to thirty minutes from now, and she found the  \nsituation quite tantalizing. She knew she was going to be completely stretched  \nout eventually, but she had no way of slowing it down, let alone stopping it,  \nor even making it go faster. With every click of the mechanism built into the  \nbed's frame she was losing a little bit of her freedom, inevitably bringing her  \nto a state of complete helplessness. Rey let herself fall backwards, just when  \nthe next pull came, drawing her legs towards the foot of the bed. Her arousal  \ngrew from one moment to the next, but the devious trap made sure she wasn't  \nable to touch herself, once she was horny enough to crave release. Moaning  \nsoftly the vixen struggled against her bonds, before she just lay still,  \nanticipating the next click of the machine.  \n  \nAgain she woke up, her limbs now spread out widely. The heat in her loins had  \nlessened a bit while she was dozing off, but now it returned even stronger than  \nbefore. Checking her situation again, she was finding herself nearly stretched  \nto her limit. Swallowing hard she realized that this could very easily be a  \nquite dangerous situation. When the next pull came, she slipped down the bed a  \nbit more, the tension in her arms increasing a bit. This was as far as she  \ncould go. Rey shifted a bit from side to side, her paws being rigidly held fast  \nin their bonds and yet, another click was coming from the machine and she was  \nstretched even more. The vixen stifled a scream and forced herself to relax and  \nbreathe slowly. The cuffs slid a little outwards, putting up against her paws  \nand feet.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Please,\" Rey whispered. \"No more! I can't take any ... uuh!\" She moaned loudly  \nwhen she felt the chains tighten once more, stretching her body nearly  \npainfully, but she also felt that she wasn't being drawn as far as before, and  \nit even slid back just a tiny bit. Trembling slightly and with clenched teeth  \nshe waited for the next pull, but it never came. 'So they built a safety system  \ninto it,' she thought. 'Lucky me. Keno was right, this is terrifying, but it's  \na great experience.' While her limbs were still spread out tightly she inwardly  \nstarted so relax and enjoy her predicament. Her arousal returned, even stronger  \nthan before, now that she was certain that nothing bad would happen to her.  \n  \nNevertheless, she nearly screamed in panic when she felt a soft touch at one of  \nher exposed nipples. A paw wrapped around her muzzle, followed by a reassuring  \nfinger stroking the side of her face softly, calming her down. Her muzzle was  \nreleased again and the gentle touch at her breast came back, sending a shiver  \nof delight through her body. Another paw started stroking her mons, just a hint  \nof tickling fur touching her vulva below. Rey tensed and pulled at her chains,  \nbut they were too tightly drawn out for her to even move a muscle. \"Aah,\" she  \nmoaned loudly, trying to escape the sweet torture but loving it at the same  \ntime. Two pairs of soft paws were now caressing her breasts and abdomen,  \nplaying with her nipples and rubbing her sensitive labia, making her writhe and  \nstruggle against the inescapable bonds she was caught in.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Again, her muzzle was wrapped up, but this time she felt the familiar touch of  \nher harness, restraining her snout thoroughly. Only a few seconds later she  \nknew, why they had gagged her, when her labia were pushed apart by something  \nwarm and hard. Rey whimpered and closed her eyes, even though she couldn't see  \na thing anyway. Slowly the thick shaft penetrated her, sliding in bit by bit,  \npulling back gently and resuming the forward motion again. Rey threw her head  \nfrom side to side, wheezing through her nose and growling at the assault.  \nPleasure and humiliation filled her mind, making her squirm and fight in her  \ntrap, trying to defend herself for all she was worth, yet losing the battle  \nbefore it had even started. Again and again the intruder was pushed into her,  \nsending waves of lust through her loins and loading her up with sexual energy.  \n  \nAt the same time, her breasts and nipples were under constant attention.  \nDexterous paws squeezed them and teased the sensitive nubs under her fur,  \nmingling their spikes of pleasure with the heat that was already rising inside  \nof her. The two tormenters started moaning and grunting themselves now,  \nobviously enjoying the situation just as much as she did. The dark room was  \nfilled with noises of their lovemaking, unreal sounds without shapes to assign  \nthem to. Louder and louder they moaned, harder and faster the vixen was  \npenetrated and stimulated, until she burst out with a loud cry into her gag,  \nstraining against the iron chains, bucking her hips and climaxing wildly, too  \nengrossed in her own sensations to be able to care about what was going on  \naround her. The feelings were so intense that she nearly blacked out before her  \nbody went limp in the binding chains, her lungs desperately pumping hot air out  \nof her to cool her off a bit. Howls of pleasure were all around her, and then  \neverything faded into black.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; A cool breeze was blowing when she opened her eyes again. Keno and Donya were  \nlying next to her, obviously just as exhausted as she was. Someone must have  \nturned on some dim lights and a big fan was driving the heat away. \"What the  \nhell ...\" she muttered, realizing that the harness was gone.  \n  \nKeno chuckled and stroked her tummy, while Donya lay snuggling at her other  \nside. \"You seem to have enjoyed the ride,\" he said with a smile. \"I hope we  \ndidn't frighten you too much.\"  \n  \n\"At first I actually /was/ a bit scared,\" Rey replied, slowly coming back to  \nher senses again. \"The chains seemed to rip me apart, but when I felt the  \nsafety kicking in it was a great relief.\"  \n  \nThe otter nodded. \"I deliberately designed it to pull a little harder than it  \nwould eventually hold the victim. I just thought it might spice up the  \nexperience a bit.\"  \n  \n\"It did,\" the vixen laughed. \"How does it work?\"  \n  \nDonya giggled. \"There's the tech speaking again.\"  \n  \n\"It's quite simple actually,\" he explained, winking at the raccoon, who was  \nidly squeezing and caressing her friend's breasts, trying to distract her from  \nthe technical discussion. \"The chains are mounted on a winch, driven by a  \nstrong but very silent electric motor. A latch prevents the chain from being  \npulled back, once it's gone past it. The whole thing's controlled by a small  \ntiming device. You can adjust the pulling distance as well as the interval. As  \nyou've observed correctly there's a safety kludge in it, making the system stop  \ntightening the chains when there's too much resistance.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"But wouldn't the victim be able to fool the system by simply pulling as hard  \nas they can to make it stop?\"  \n  \n\"Sure, but you'd have to work against five hundred newton per chain, and I  \nthink this should be pretty hard to overcome. Besides, you'd have to know  \nwhat's happening to know this trick.\"  \n  \nRey nodded and squirmed happily in her bonds. \"I really like this one.\"  \n  \n\"See? I told you.\" Keno stroke her face with his brown furred paw. \"So, how'd  \nyou like it to just stay a bit longer?\"  \n  \nRey sighed. \"I'd really love to, but I need to go to work tomorrow. I should've  \nbeen sleeping for a couple of hours already.\"  \n  \n\"Ah, I'm sorry. I didn't think about that.\" He stood up, as lithesome as ever,  \nand left the bed, crouching next to the frame. A moment later there was a jerk  \ngoing through the chains and they started to reduce the tension. \"Now, very  \nslowly, pull the chains back out again.\"  \n  \nRey nodded and started to tuck in her legs. Her limbs ached a little and she  \ngroaned with the exertion. This meant sore muscles for at least the next two  \ndays. Her arms were feeling similar when she slowly reeled in the chains until  \nthey reached their longest limit. With an odd-looking key the otter opened the  \nlocks that kept them attached to her cuffs and snapped them shut again. Donya  \nand her friend eventually got up themselves, and Rey tried to convince her legs  \nto stop shaking.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"I guess you'll want to take a shower right now,\" Keno said, leading them  \nthrough the door, back to the playground. \"We'll meet at the dining room later.  \nIf you need anything, don't be shy to ask for it. My slave will be happy to  \nassist you.\"  \n  \nThe skunk waited patiently until Rey and Donya were ready to follow her to the  \npublic showers. The hot water was easing the pain in the vixen's body and she  \nspent quite some time rubbing and massaging herself, trying to loosen up the  \nmuscles at least a little. When they were done the servant led them back to the  \nsmall room for their clothes and then up the stairs to meet their host in the  \ndining room. Keno was already sitting at one of the tables, he too had been  \nhaving a refreshing shower, a towel was still draped around his neck. He  \nbeckoned them to join him while the skunk took her place next to her master.  \nThe girls sat down and started eating as well. They didn't know how hungry they  \nhad been until now.  \n  \n\"So, dear vixen,\" Keno said, \"how do you like it here? Are you comfortable?\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Yes, I am. I still have my doubts about coming here too often, but I really  \nlike the place.\"  \n  \nKeno nodded. \"What are your concerns about being here?\"  \n  \nThe vixen thought about it a minute before she answered. \"I fear I could lose  \nmyself in the place. I have my own life to live, and even though the mansion  \noffers a lot, I don't want to let it take me over. I guess this sounds strange,  \nbut it's how I feel.\"  \n  \n\"No, this isn't strange at all. My beautiful lady here was just the same when  \nshe came here for the first time, but by now she's found her place and is doing  \nextremely well.\" Keno took a sip from his cup of tea and looked at her, his  \nface suddenly serious and when he spoke his voice sounded a little insecure.  \n\"Rey, I want you to know that I truly think, you'd be a wonderful addition to  \nthe mansion. I hereby offer you the opportunity to become one of the mansion's  \ntoys. You'll get a room for yourself, including food, clothing and other things  \nyou might need. In return you'd be toy and playmate to me, Donya and my  \nservant, maybe for some others if you decide to allow it.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Rey stopped chewing and stared at Keno in disbelief. He couldn't be seriously  \noffering her something like this. \"I ... this is a joke, isn't it?\"  \n  \n\"Do I look as if I'm joking?\"  \n  \nRey shook her head.  \n  \n\"I mean it, Rey. Of course, becoming our toy would mean yourself giving up your  \nformer life, as you wouldn't need it anymore. Your submission will pay for all  \ncosts you might have, so there wouldn't be a reason for you to go to work, for  \nexample. This is my offer, and I want you to think about it thoroughly.\"  \n  \nRey put down her slice of bread and sat back in her chair. The faces of the  \nother three turned to her and she looked at them, unsure of what to say. Her  \nright ear twitched nervously, the silver ring sending glittering sparks through  \nthe room like rays of sunlight through a crack in the clouds. But the longer  \nshe thought about it, the more confident she became of herself. She turned her  \nhead to face Keno, looked into his deep brown eyes and she knew, that her  \ndecision was made.  \n  \nTo be continued ...  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Just Good Friends","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/899-captivity.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/6950-control.json"}}