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Rori was out of work, out of money, very close to losing his home. With no family relationship to fall back on, he was getting desperate. The attractive 19 year old had been working as a model since he was a teenager, but it was not a kind career. As jailbait, everyone could look to him as a sex, icon, even if he was straight. As he became an adult, no one wanted anything to do with just another attractive fox who wouldn't dirty himself with other guys. He wasn't against the gay or anything, but there was no way he wanted to kiss men or do that kind of thing. By the time he had become desperate enough, no one had any interest in him anymore.

The fox was not masculine, no one wanted masculine models. Unfortunately there were not many non sexual job positions in life for a straight, effeminate, fox. His looks were important to him, he wanted to take care of himself and be his definition of attractive. He wanted to work without selling himself off, plus you never got out of that business! Though he wouldn't tell anyone, nor let them see, he had spent the last few nights crying himself to sleep. The constant rejections and harassment had worn him down so badly.

The post on the job board was in that less reputable section. He told himself he was looking for women only, but he knew he would take a job from a man. He had been worn down so badly, so desperate and ready to do something, that when he had seen the advertisement he had to stop himself from pleading for the job.

22:01 3/3 xxHumexx Price: $20,000 Duration: 1 week Looking for an attractive young male to play my slave for a week. It's rough work, but willing to pay even higher for a cuter one. Will be discrete and never bring it up again. Want someone who is especially interested in keeping it a secret.

The ad was followed by contact information at the bottom of course. Rori felt his heart soaring as he opened an email up, though at the same time his stomach was churning. Was he really going to be some guy's SLAVE?! Though a slave could be anything! Maybe he needed someone to clean his house and take out the trash, maybe he just had a power fetish. Rori could never know until he checked it out.

Besides all that, Rori was an attractive young male! A slender twink of a fox boy, effeminate, with crimson red fur, always drawing looks. Hit on by men and women too! Twenty thousand would solve so many of his problems, with the threat of losing everything just over a week away. He would just barely have enough time. His heart pounded his chest wildly as he typed with shaky hands. A nervous smile on his face, perfectly capturing his desperation as his claws tapped the keys.

* * *

The meeting was arranged to discuss it. The fox was going to meet up at the man's house and discuss it. He was assured that it would be ok, even if he was straight. Rori had given a picture of himself, further getting his ego stroked as the man stated how impressed he was. He was quite sympathetic to Rori's story of being unable to find work. The man had simply been unable to believe it in the e-mails! Such a cute fox, unable to find work as a model? He had promised to take good care of the fox and set his problem's straight.

Rori dressed in a sporty outfit the day of the meet up. A black tank top that showed off his body a little bit. A pair of beige shorts that also did the same, sure to highlight any features he thought a gay guy would like. He wanted to feel shame over trying to appeal to the man like that, but that kind of shame was for foxes who were able to eat regularly and pay their bills. He pulled on his running shoes over his feet, doing them up tightly. He didn't actually want to run there, he'd be covered in sweat, but it was good to look active. It was good to look good.

Rori made his way to the bus, spending near the last of his money on a bus to a stop nearby the house. He had just enough to get back home jingling around in his pocket. The walk from there to the home was short.

The house was very impressive to the fox, he was surprised it wasn't gated off or something. Any skeptical feelings he had harbored, any cynicism about the idea washed away at seeing the beautiful home. It put Rori's pathetic little apartment to shame! Surely anyone who owned such a place could pay any amount for his perverted fetishes. Rori's heart beat in his chest again and his mouth got dry. He stood awkwardly outside of the house for a bit as he tried to build the courage to knock on the door.

Just about when he had gathered the strength to, the door opened. A human male greeted him, much to his surprise. A tall, muscular, human. His hair short, unlike Rori's effeminate, albeit still male haircut. He smiled kindly at Rori and invited the fox in with a commanding tone.

Rori felt a little more at ease still at seeing this man was a human! He didn't mean to be a racist, but he could deal with a human. Human's had to build defense mechanisms, but foxes were natural predators. Teeth and claws, strength, sure the man looked tough but he was a fox! Even at half the human's size, he was a predator. That's what the delusional fox told himself anyways.

The man further won Rori over by inviting him to a very luxurious meal. Rori tried to hold himself back, but he tore into any of the food put in front of him. He had been starving for days and it all tasted so amazing! He had been concerned it might be drugged or something, but at that point he didn't even care. The man had really gone far in winning the poor fox's trust by that point, so he had quite the advantage.

"So Rori, let's go to a more private room and get you ready," the man said calmly.

Rori looked up with a startled expression, his ears and body posture showing his surprise.

"Ah, already? I thought we were just going to talk about it today..." He trailed off sheepishly.

"You're here right. You don't have any other commitments?" The man said as he stood up.

Rori couldn't find any argument except that he wasn't quite ready yet. He was taken by the hand and led through the large halls. Again, he was left in wonder at seeing the wide halls and marble floors. Several rooms had TV's of their own, despite all serving different purposes. Many rooms of the house that were open seemed to be entirely unused. He was taken to a room with a little camera set up.

"Wait! I thought you said discrete," Rori frowned as he stared at the camera.

"No one will ever see. I don't spend this amount of money on things so short often, Rori. I need some way to make it last a good while for me, that's all," he reassured Rori.

The fox nodded slowly and sighed.

"Yeah, okay," he conceded to the human's point.

"Okay Rori, stand in front of the camera and strip down," the man commanded firmly.

Rori felt a little bitter at it being taken sexual so quickly. He didn't want to strip, and jeeze, didn't the man appreciate clothing at all. Rori had gone through such trouble to look good for him, not even a compliment. Some guys could only see you if you're naked! Rori had been naked in front of men both gay and straight before though, as part of his job modeling. It was just nudity, not like he had anything to be ashamed of there.

"You know, I'm a model," Rori said as he took position and took off his shirt.

"Yes, you told me all about it," the man chuckled softly as he watched.

Rori huffed a bit at feeling dismissed. He fixed his hair a bit, setting the tanktop on the floor gently. Then he began to unlace his sneakers as he continued talking.

"Honestly, I'm like, worth a lot more than twenty thousand," he stated plainly.

"Oh my, how much are you worth exactly!?" The man played along in good nature, knowing just how to play the egotistical fox.

"Like, fifty thousand at least," the fox stated as his socks came off.

Anyone who read the e-mails where Rori expressed his dire situation and practically pleaded for the degrading position probably wouldn't come to that conclusion. They'd probably laugh at how out of touch with reality the fox's mental defenses allowed him to be now that he was going to be making a bit of cash. The man did laugh, though continuing to play a long.

"I'm getting quite the deal!" he said with a clearly pleased tone.

Rori was obviously delighted by the man stroking his ego. He willingly dropped his pants and began to pose a little bit, naturally enjoying the attention. The fact a camera was there actually brought out the attention loving side of the fox a little more despite the initial nervousness he had felt.

"I suppose I could toss in a little extra at the end of the week, when I'm feeling good and satisfied," the human man said.

That delighted Rori even more, despite still having no idea what he was actually in for. It got the fox undies off though and Rori's nude body displayed to the camera. Rori pushed his hips forward a bit, figuring the man might be impressed with his package. Though 6 inches might be impressive, the fox was perfectly soft and had no idea of the human's size. None the less, his pride was not to be impeded on by being told he wasn't even hard enough to gage a good size!

"Very nice, very nice. Now turn around and spread your cheeks, fox," the man said.

Rori blushed a little bit at the realization the man would want his ass. He shivered a bit, trying not to think about it. It made his fur stand on end to think about being penetrated. No straight guy would ever want that, but it wasn't like he had many other options. The fox turned around to present his perfectly pert ass. He pulled his cheeks apart, starting to feel the shame creeping up on him again as he exposed his tight hole. His tail lifted only made him feel more sheepish.

To see the prideful side of the fox so close to the humiliated side was even more pleasing to the human. It was pretty clear, pretty quickly exactly how to press buttons on the fox. Rori wanted attention, to be told how great he was. At the same time, the fox didn't want to be a bitch, though he had been reduced to it as all good foxes should be. The human had an even lower view of foxes than just bitch though, far lower. Rori didn't even realize that he should be so lucky if all the man wanted was a good fuck for a week.

"Ok Rori, tell the camera all about your financial situation again," the human urged.

Rori wasn't pleased to have to repeat it again, but he did so. The man had been clear in the messages that obedience was a must! He would be punished firmly for disagreeing or failing to quickly follow a command. Because of that, Rori shyly repeated his situation.

"I'm in debt to everyone. My apartment is going to be lost, my bills can't be paid, I don't eat. My family abandoned me," he said in a forcefully loud voice.

"Why did your family abandon you, hun?" the man encouraged in his soft, but demanding tone.

Rori was pushed into even more upsetting territory. His fur bristled visibly as he glared over his shoulder. A look from the man let him know that he had better continue talking if he wanted his money.

"A group of guys were making me let them touch me in the locker rooms. I got caught and blamed for it," Rori mumbled, obviously still very bitter.

"So no virgin foxhole?" the man teased.

"I've been in women!" The fox spat at him quickly, jumping up.

The human could see a nerve had been touched on the poor fox. He wasn't going to let up on his slave though. He walked right over to Rori and grabbed him by the ear. Rori let out a startled yip as he was moved back in to position. The fox totally surprised at how well the human positioned him like a doll. He was forced to resume the position he had been in, holding his cheeks open. Worse yet, now a thick finger was pressed to his hole, threateningly touching it.

"I'm asking if anyone's been inside you," the man said firmly.

Rori felt himself blushing hard as the man made himself oh so clear. The fox couldn't bring himself to speak even, shaking his head to show his ass was virginal. It seemed to be enough to please the human though.

"Now, let's put you in your new clothes Rori," the human said firmly as he went over to the closet. "I hope the measurements you gave me are accurate," the man added.

A rubber suit was pulled out of the closet, much to Rori's surprise. It could be easily recognized as a gimp suit which was embarrassing enough, however it was bring pink! Rori's cheeks were absolutely on fire. Did he seriously have to wear that thing? His ears pressed back against his head as he stared at it hatefully. It had straps on the back and front, a blindfold hanging off of it as well as straps at the neck for a muzzle. It seemed like there were an absolutely horrifying number of ways one could be strapped in it!

As expected, the fox needed a fair bit of help getting in to it. It was not comfortable at all, though he was informed it was not meant to be. It did highlight every curve on his body though. The definition of skin tight. Adding to the shameful nature of the suit, the area from the pubes all the way to where his bushy tail could stick out was completely empty. His cock, balls and tailhole would all be on perfect display all the time. Every time he wanted to back out, his mind was filled with the thoughts of all the money he so desperately needed. His hands covered in pink mits that were shaped like comical and useless paws. His head covered in a hood so that only his face and ears stuck out.

"Now from this day on, you will be gagged so that you can never say no to anything," the human informed Rori.

It had been a part of their terms, though it was still unpleasant to think about. Rori just nodded to acknowledge he understood.

"What's a slave, foxy?" The man asked, pointing to the camera.

With a clearly reluctant face, Rori stared at the camera and spoke. His shaky voice giving the man permission to do as he liked.

"A slave is a good fox who obeys every command for his master, quickly and happily," he said with clear disdain dripping from his sweet voice.

To his surprise, his tongue was grabbed straight out of his mouth, leading him to make a little "Mph!?" noise. The man proceeded to gag him without any further conversation. For the moment, a ball gag was inserted into his mouth and tied to the top and bottom of his muzzle. His tongue was wrapped around the ball one whole time, causing him to gag as he attempted to put his tongue out as far as it needed to go. It was was held in place by a clip on the side of the gag, clearly a gag meant for canines.

"Mph! Ahhf. Whuuh..." Rori tried to speak, causing drool to run down the side of his chin.

"Quiet," the man said as he bopped Rori on the muzzle like a bad puppy.

Rori's blush stayed going, despite being hidden under fur and rubber. The last aspects of the outfit were applied. A blindfold covering his eyes completely. His paws were clipped together behind his back and to his back. The suit was already making him sweat and pant, he had to stumble with every step. It was going to be a very long week ahead of him.