{"sf1_id":757389,"sf2_id":"pnGQA2Ke","title":"Untitled Story Chapter 3","author":"AnjiMcDohl","words":1222,"posted_at":"2014-09-16T14:32:00.000Z","tags":["Cigar","Fox","M/M","Slavery","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/757389-untitled-story-chapter-3","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/pnGQA2Ke","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/48/37/48376a2f-f0bc-4c73-a92a-147ae8e4315e","description":"The muse hit me over the last week or so, so here's more story thing involving Jonathan and Anji. Enjoy! And please critique!","content":"Chapter 2\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nTwo days had passed since Anji tied Smitty's arms, and the slave could scarcely think of anything else.\u0026nbsp; Over his shoulder, Anji noticed Smitty duplicating the knots he had used with a shoelace behind the store counter, and he had taken to clasping his paws behind his back.\u0026nbsp; Anji had not spoken to his slave regarding the experience, and Smitty was left confused.\u0026nbsp; He had expected to be taught new things daily, but instead, he was tasked with minor maintenance and cleaning work around the store and apartment.\u0026nbsp; Anji had not spoken of it at all, and had not brought him to the dungeon at all.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nFinally though, as the wolf was wrapping up the business night, the fox spoke up as the wolf escorted the last of the customers out of the door.\u0026nbsp; \"Mister Serras, do you have a minute?\"\u0026nbsp; The wolf had asked him to refrain from addressing him as 'Master' in front of the other customers.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Sure, just a moment.\"\u0026nbsp; He bid the customers goodbye, locked the door, and flicked the switch controlling the neon signs in the window off.\u0026nbsp; \"What's up, Jon?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Well, sir... It's about the other night.\"\u0026nbsp; Anji nodded. \"I thought that you would be...well, doing more with me.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnji smiled, taking a pull of his half-smoked cigar.\u0026nbsp; He walked back over to the counter and spoke.\u0026nbsp; \"I own your contract for a few years.\u0026nbsp; No sense in rushing things.\"\u0026nbsp; The wolf grinned.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nJonathan looked dubious for a moment, and his paw went to the collar.\u0026nbsp; The reality was closing around him finally, and panic was settling in.\u0026nbsp; The wolf touched the fox's paw.\u0026nbsp; \"Shhh.\u0026nbsp; Easy, Jon.\u0026nbsp; Tell you what, I need to finish my cigar, and I hate smoking alone.\u0026nbsp; Grab one from the humidor and join me in the lounge.\u0026nbsp; Let's talk.\"\u0026nbsp; The wolf paused for a moment, then added, \" One that you've never had before.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nJonathan's expression brightened at the invitation.\u0026nbsp; \"Is that an order, sir?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf smiled again.\u0026nbsp; \"I've always told you and your friends to try something new.\"\u0026nbsp; He walked in to the lounge.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe fox entered the humidor and considered the multitude of options before him, before settling on a Maduro-wrapped Robusto cigar.\u0026nbsp; The wolf was nearly done with his, and Jonathan thought it best to finish his around the same time.\u0026nbsp; He stopped at the counter for the cutter to clip the cap off it, and proceeded to the lounge.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnji was already comfortably seated on one of the leather couches that lined the walls of the lounge.\u0026nbsp; No matter where one sat, there was always an ashtray in arm's reach on either end tables or coffee tables.\u0026nbsp; Each lamp on the tables had dimmer knobs for the patrons' comfort.\u0026nbsp; All of them were out, save for the one next to the wolf.\u0026nbsp; The only other light in the room was the red-orange cone of burning tobacco on the wolf's cigar.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf gently tapped the seat next to him, which Jon gratefully accepted.\u0026nbsp; Anji provided a butane torch for the fox, and while he lit his cigar, Anji spoke.\u0026nbsp; \"I might have been a little rude in answering your question, but it still remains: we have plenty of time for you to explore this aspect of yourself, and I want you to take every step of your own volition. \"\n\nJon finished lighting the cigar and looked to the wolf over the freshly lit cherry.\u0026nbsp; \"I understand.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAnji reached over to the ashtray and gently nudged the ashen end of his cigar against the rim, knocking loose a clump of burned tobacco.\u0026nbsp; \"So, have you given thought to some of the things I talked about?\u0026nbsp; Your hard limits and all?\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe fox thought for a moment.\u0026nbsp; \"It seems like there's so much to this kink stuff.\u0026nbsp; I can't even begin to think about where to start.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf nodded and slipped a paw in to his jacket pocket and pulled out a smartphone.\u0026nbsp; After tapping it for a few moments, the wolf held it so the fox could see.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Handkerchief code?\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf nodded.\u0026nbsp; \"Yeah.\u0026nbsp; It's not an exhaustive list, but it should give you some ideas.\"\u0026nbsp; He handed it to the fox.\u0026nbsp; Basically, if you're interested in something, you wear an article of clothing indicating such.\u0026nbsp; You wear it on your left if you like to do it, and on your right if you like to have it done to you.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe fox scrolled down the page slowly with his thumb pad, reading each entry on the list, a color, followed by a particular kink.\u0026nbsp; The wolf chimed again.\u0026nbsp; \"Colors can be different from place to place, so it's important to do your homework.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe fox nodded and took a slow pull of the cigar, then down to it.\u0026nbsp; \"You know, I didn't think that I would get free cigars out of this arrangement.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf chuckled.\u0026nbsp; \"How can I expect you to sell something you know nothing about?\u0026nbsp; Your assignment at work is to try one new cigar every week.\u0026nbsp; Write up some notes if the mood strikes you.\u0026nbsp; That way you can pitch the cigar to the customer, and make recommendations.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe fox nodded and looked at the cigar he was smoking, and began to speak.\u0026nbsp; \"Well, it's fairly strong.\u0026nbsp; I picked it because you were almost done with yours.\u0026nbsp; It's a very spicy taste, and the draw is very smooth.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf smiled, taking a draw of his own cigar.\u0026nbsp; \"Very good.\"\u0026nbsp; He rumbled and went back to the previous topic.\u0026nbsp; \"I showed you that handkerchief code list just to give you some ideas of what kinks are out there.\u0026nbsp; You can do some research on the net to find out what they mean, or even better, you can ask me.\u0026nbsp; I'm not the be-all, end-all expert, but I can point you in the right direction.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe wolf continued after taking another pull of the cigar.\u0026nbsp; \"Don't feel compelled to tell me right away.\u0026nbsp; Take your time and search yourself.\u0026nbsp; Sort these in to things you'd definitely want to try, things you aren't sure about, and things that aren't appealing at all.\u0026nbsp; Especially that last one.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe fox nodded, and the two stayed on the couch for the next hour, going down the list, one item at a time, and discussing them.\u0026nbsp; The wolf told a few stories of his own experience in some of the fetishes.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nAfter the cigars had gone out, \u0026nbsp;the two sat together in silence. Anji was watching the last of the smoke being piled up through the vent ion the ceiling that kept the room comfortably breathable.\u0026nbsp; The fox's paws rested in his lap, his tail flicking slightly.\u0026nbsp; The wolf smiled slightly as he regarded his charge.\u0026nbsp; \"It's getting late, Smitty.\u0026nbsp; We should hit the hay.\"\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe fox nodded as he reluctantly got up, heading upstairs with Anji close behind as he shut off the ventilation and lighting.\u0026nbsp; As he walked upstairs, Jonathan reflected on the moment he just had.\u0026nbsp; He had never felt so comfortable in his life, sitting next to the man he had so admired.\u0026nbsp; He had no doubt that tomorrow would be interesting.\u0026nbsp; And it was.\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\n  \n  \n\n"}