# Kevin Foxboy 14

Author: KevinFoxboy
Tags: Fantasy, Female, Fox, Human, Male, Mink, Series, Slavery, Vixnen, Wolf

#14 of KFB

Kevin learns to enjoy his submission

 Kevin Foxboy 14) Training Slaves, and Pleasing Mistresses  
  
I was Kennel Nine's Third Chrome now. I learned Keep the Slaves  
in Line. Each row of cages had a Line for slaves to kneel on. To Wake  
them Up. To make them Obey before they knew the right words. Obey was  
always the Right Thing to Do.  
  
Each morning I would Wake the Slaves. I slept in a new cage,  
near the Kennel Door. Four cages, one for each Chrome, at the head of  
each row of cages. Center row was short, two cages wide, with Third and  
Fourth Chrome cages. Second was away from the Door near the Shower and  
Food Rooms. Empty Space faced the Door, First Chrome was at the side of  
the Door to greet Master Guard and get Orders. Now I knew why Chauncey  
didn't like me when I was Leather, I went past his cage to see Betty  
when it wasn't My Place, past Third Chrome to see Fourth. And hold her  
and kiss her. I thought I was just helping her get past her hurt.  
  
But the pack way wolves used said she should see Chauncey  
first. The stronger before the weaker. Third Chrome before any ... low  
Leather. And never show weakness. Submit to Humans. Obey older Chromes.  
Command Leathers, make them Obey. Hit Steels. Hard, until they Knew  
their Place. Steels were below low, just out of wet-tank and walk room,  
didn't have Training, just a few words.  
  

  And I learned another Big Secret. I had been afraid, what was  
it, over a year ago already? When Betty woke me up to take me to  
Mistress Pamela the first time. She had pawed my cage and the Door, and  
they had opened. Like they did for Humans. Not us low mixes. Chromes  
had gotten Training, they had shown Humans they could be Trusted. Now I  
was Trained, I was Trusted, I was Chrome. I had a Key.  
  
It was Key that gave me Power. Lock the Steels in their cages  
every night, to keep them from Walking Around; they didn't know any  
better. Use Key to open cages to fetch a Steel. Carry short chains to  
use on them. Slap them to their knees, push them down and step on them.  
Chain the ankles, half a meter. Short-chain the wrists behind them, ten  
centimeters. Teach them to Obey, don't wait for Humans. Humans would  
whip them and hurt them more and make them Submit.  
  
Betty had done all these things to me. She helped me, I learned  
to Obey. When she saw my Leather Collar I think she got afraid I would  
hurt her to pay her for hurting me. She did hurt me, and I was angry  
at the time, but she acted Human and I was afraid of her first. The  
Leathers slept closer to the Chromes but the cage rows held a few  
Steels, a Leather, a few more Steels. Leathers could hear Steels move  
around, tell a Chrome. They might slap the Steel and say be quiet.  
  

  I had thought it was just Clarence, Chuck and Chauncey who  
liked to hit and make us learn. As a Leather I had been told to hit,  
and I did. As a Chrome I hit Leathers and told them to hit Steels. All  
to teach them to Obey us and Submit to Humans, their'an Masters. To use  
the word 'an to show the Master owned the slave.  
  
Clarence was sold, Chuck was getting close to sale, I'd hit  
Chauncey with a chain and sent him to the Vet. But I'd stopped a wolf  
fight in front of Humans. I'd told Them about Stan getting bitten. I'd  
helped the Kitchen Mouse and Betty. I started these acts without Orders  
but I'd always Submitted. I used Key and chains to lead younger mixes  
to learn Duty. I was a Good Boy.  
  
Now I slept closer to First and Door than Chauncey, but he had  
Shower and Food Room to Run Smoothly. He was still above me, in Key  
Power and ... other ways. I learned what those odd noises in the kennel  
at night were. Those wolves had been opening Steel's cages, taking them  
out, and training them. Even some Leathers when I was asleep and hadn't  
seen. Training both boys and girls in the Shower and Food Room. Touch  
Training. Lick Training. Test the slaves to see what they'd Learned.  
  

  Kiss Training. Fondle Training. Mouth and Paw Training. Fuck  
Training. More Training. I wish I'd had more Training, I might never  
have had Anger. But then I'd never have had the Vet's firm hand, never  
helped Betty and Stan. And I'd never be Chrome. It was Duty to Train  
Leathers, Duty to teach Steels to Obey and Submit. I went back to  
Betty, I very much wanted to Touch and Kiss and Lick and Fondle her.  
And Fuck her. Again and Again.  
  
I had learned about the Kitchen Mouse. I'd never seen him come  
back from the Vet. His ankle had healed but didn't work right. He  
couldn't walk, and Humans liked him on his knees but he couldn't do  
Kitchen Duty that way. The Mistress who had him mixed and seeded picked  
another Mouse to serve Her. Hurt Mouse had no Duty, no life for Humans.  
His ankle hurt him even when he tried to sleep. The Humans had done  
Mercy Kill so he Wouldn't Suffer.  
  
And in the Big Room when Mistress Vet had seen Stan the tiger-  
boy's bite, She took some blood and gave it some Exam. It was Very Bad  
News. The squirrel animal that bit him was Very Bad Mind Sick and made  
Stan Mind Sick too. The Mind Sick had made Stan hot and Break Training  
and bite a Human. He hadn't bitten any mixes, he could make them Mind  
Sick too. They didn't whip him. Mistress Vet and Master Vet together  
couldn't make Stan well. They had to Mercy Kill Stan, too.  
  

  I remembered Hurt Mouse and Mind Sick Stan and got afraid. What  
if Betty's hurt didn't get better and ... I couldn't even finish the  
thought. Could Humans do Mercy without Kill? I wanted Mercy for Betty.  
  
Clarence had trained the Otter girl with Mouth and Snout Duty.  
Chuck and Chauncey trained Kennel Nine's mixes in the Shower and Food  
Rooms. And now I helped, even when they didn't Order and hit me,  
because ... it felt good. I helped fetch Leathers, hold them down, and  
show them Fuck. They had learned and now we tried it ourselves. We did  
all the Fuck we had learned. I tried it out with Betty because she was  
really a fox, and I wanted to please her so she could forget her hurt  
even for a little time. The girls had Sex Training which included  
wiggling their cunts to fondle a cock. That felt big good. Girls could  
cum too, out their cunts. We used the Shower Room to wash cum out of  
our fur. I started to want the Fuck Time, even when another boy would  
do Tail Hole Fuck with me.  
  
\* \* \*  
  
Some days later I was leading a pair of Mink girls from Second  
Sex Training to the Kennel. Minks fuck like, well, minks. Hard and  
fast. And Again. Lots of cum in a small body. The girls were giggling  
and told me a Rabbit boy was still on Home Duty so they had to train a  
Weasel boy together. They wore him out. I mean dry of cum. The other  
Rabbits fucked hard and fast but then stopped to watch the Mink pair  
and the spare Weasel boy train. They were calling out Ways to Fuck and  
helping Weasel Boy keep it up with the Minks when the girls gave him a  
chance to get his breath back slow and went to the Training Toy Box.  
  

   
The Mink sisters picked out two things we boys couldn't use.  
They looked like hard cocks but without the boy. They slipped the Toy  
Cocks inside their cunts and moved their paws away. The toys stayed in!  
Then they looked at each other and giggled as they turned back and ...  
moved the toy cocks in and out! Without their paws! All the boys were  
staring but the other girls just smiled odd and giggled. Could they all  
do it? There was only one way to find out ...  
  
I'm a fox. I was Growing Up and getting stronger. And I was  
Training Slaves. I was able to fuck and come ten times in two hours.  
Fuck Fuck Fuck ... But I couldn't go longer than two Minks. No one can  
go as long as two Minks. Well, two other Minks ...  
  
My thoughts were stopped when I saw a Master and Mistress  
sitting in the Big Room. We fell to our knees as slaves, legs wide. Our  
paws went palm up to our thighs, our snouts went down and we stared at  
our Parts. I mean our own Parts. The Humans waved us over and we  
crawled to them, stopped three meters away, and Showed Respect until  
the Master told all three of us to Kneel Up. Our snouts were now flat  
but in the air and we looked down at our knees.  
  

  "Well-trained little beasts, aren't they?" Mistress said. It  
was true, even the Minks. We didn't know the word beasts but She seemed  
to mean us. The sisters went to the Master and showed Him what they  
knew, as I knelt and begged to Obey Her. I heard a Mink giving pleasure  
to the Master. There was that wet eating sound again and now I knew it  
was her licking His cock, licking it and liking it, and pulling it in  
her mouth to make it hard.  
  
May a slave please a Mistress? She let me under Her skirt  
to see Her legs and cunt. It was bare and I knew what to do. Tongue.  
Slowly. Masters liked fast tongues, Mistresses slow. Kiss the legs,  
thighs, hair. Tease the cunt, lick the folds. Give Pleasure. Obey.  
Submit.  
  
And something They didn't Train but I learned. Enjoy.

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