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The electronic bell chimed as the door swung open, the sweltering heat oozing in after the vixen as she stepped through the door.

"I am so sorry, I can't believe I'm late..." the fox trailed off as she looked across the shop floor, noticing the two figures as her eyes adjusted to the lower lights levels of the shop.

"I know what you are," the taller of the two girls hissed at the counter, Christine spotting a dark grey ear as it twitch behind the countertop, "Why are you here?"

"Is there a problem?" Christine chirped as she slipped up beside the two girls, "Can I help you?"

"Yes!" the taller one exclaimed, turning to face the fox, her ice blue eyes seeming to glow eerily, her platinum blonde hair twitching as if blown by a non-existent wind, "do you know that you're employing a-!"

The girl was cut off as Seth snapped the card against the counter, the three females staring at in in surprise.

"Christine, if you would,"

"Oh? Oh!" the vixen gasped, a happy smile spreading across her face, "Of course! Room one, right?"

Seth simply nodded as the fox bounced happily, grabbing the two stunned girls by the hands and pulled them through the door.

Seth sat for a few moments before reaching under the counter and pulling out a piece of paper covered in strange symbols. He let out a long breath over it, the paper crumpling up, folding itself into the shape of a bird, before flitting into the air and disappearing in a puff of smoke.

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"So, what do you girls do?" Christine chatted happily as she bustled around the room, checking in various drawers as she went.

"Well," the shorter of the two started, glancing over at her friend, who was sitting bolt upright in one of the two simple chairs in the room, "We're both College students, we met in Anthropology."

"Oh? Anthro? I remember doing that; had some awful little man who spent all his time trying to sleep with me. Like I don't have standards!" Christine huffed, suddenly pausing and turning to look at the two, "How rude of me, I completely forgot to ask your names!"

"Oh, um, I'm Julia, and this is Anael," the girl replied, glancing at her friend as her cheeks flushed slightly, "I'm a cabbit and she's a...well, you know."

"Aneal..." Christine murmured, "The angel of romantic love, if I remember correctly? That a family name?"

Aneal simply huffed and turned away, Julia giving her a worried look as she struggled to find something to say.

"Uh, um...is this place really a...uhm, a..." The cabbit stuttered as the vixen looked at her, "Like, a brothel?"

Christine stared at the blushing girl for a few moments before bursting out laughing, making both girls jump.

"A brothel? No no, or at least not anymore," Christine chuckled, her laugh ringing in the air, making both girls visibly relax, "Now we simply provide people with an outlet for their needs, and maybe even try to help them be better people after."

"H-help them? How?" Julia asked, feeling a strange tingling down her back as the vixen gave her a sly smile as she held out her hand.

"How about I show you?"

Julia didn't know why she took the older woman's hand, but she let herself be led from the chair over to the bed, her eyes darting back to Anael, who was watching them out of the corner of her eye. Julia felt her face flush, jumping when she felt the fox's soft hands slip under her t-shirt, pulling it up slowly.

"I...uhm...what are you doing?" Julia stammered, staring in shock as Christine paused, a comforting smile spreading across her face.

"Don't worry cutie, I won't do anything like that to you, I promise,"

Somehow Julia felt comforted by the words, letting the fox pull her t-shirt up even further, until it covered only the top of her face and her arms, the fox suddenly stopping her from taking it off the whole way.

"Just like that is perfect, cutie. It's more fun this way," Christine hummed as she helped the girl lie down on the bed, glancing at the cabbit's small bare chest, "No bra today? Hat's rather brave of you."

"Well...uhm..."

"Shush, no need to explain yourself, cutie. It's your body, you do what you like with it," Christine chimed as she moved down the bed, trailing a finger down between the cabbit's breasts, over the cream coloured fur of her stomach and down to her crotch, popping the button on her cut-off jeans and hooking her fingers into the sides, "Oh? No panties either? And in such short pants, you're either very brave, or trying to impress someone."

Christine gave Anael a quick glance, smiling when she saw the girl watching intently, though she instantly looked away when she felt herself being watched, a slight blush on her pale white cheeks. Stepping back, she left the shorts hooked around the cabbit's ankles, loosely binding the girl as Christine watched her shift nervously, a familiar scent making her nose twitch. Smiling to herself, she turned and walked over to a chest of drawers, pulling several of them open as she searched through.

"Where are they, where are hey, where are they?" she muttered to herself as she dug through the drawers, looking up at a slightly panicked shuffling from Anael, realising that she was holding several crops in her hand, "Oh, no, not these."

Christine stuffed the crops back into their drawer, pulling open another and making a quiet victory noise, pulling out several large feathers, drawing a confused look from the girl on the chair. Glancing over at her, the vixen gave a sly grin and strolled casually over to the cabbit lying on the bed. A soft gasp escaped the girl's lips as she felt the soft object touch her, Christine expertly drawing it across her body as the lithe girl shifted and twitched. The vixen drew the tip of the large purple feather softly over the young girl's body, smiling to herself with each twitch and shift, the girl's moans slowly growing louder, barely glancing up as she felt the presence behind her.

"Would you like a go?"

Both girls jumped, Christine smiling encouragingly as she offered Anael the feather, stepping back as the girl took it.

"Now, just use the tip, don't press with it, just pull," the vixen instructed the tall girl as the clumsily pulled the feather across her friend's torso, jumping when the older woman suddenly touched her hand, shifting the way Anael was holding the feather, "Here, like this, softly."

Anael shifted her legs, her breath twitching in her throat as she watched herself daintily drawing the feather across Julia's breasts, a low moan escaping the cabbit's throat as the feather trailed over her nipple. Swallowing, Anael drew the feather over again, a louder moan escaping her friend's throat this time, she found herself tracing the edges of Julia's neck, running over her collarbones and back down between her breasts. She drew a few spirals on her friend's flat stomach, staring at the lithe toned form, before her journey progressed further down. A gasping moan echoed in the cabbit's throat as Anael dragged the feather over the top of her thigh, trailing back along the inside of her thigh as she reached the knee, Julia's legs twitching apart as she did so.

Intrigued, Anael traced a pattern over the cabbit's stomach before drawing the feather down the other thigh, repeating what she had down before, forcing her friend's legs further apart, pulling away just before she reached the end. Unconsciously Anael began to lick her lips as she drew the feather across the lightly furred body, her mind drifting as she realised just how pretty she found the shade of cream Julia's fur was. A sharp moaning cry pulled her from her trance, the girl blinking in surprise as she wondered what had caused her friend to react like that, watching as the feather repeated the previous action, dragging straight across the cabbit's crotch and eliciting the same gasping moan, except this time the girl spasmed, her back arching as she cried out, her whole body tensing for a moment before she fell back to the bed, panting heavily.

"What...what was that?" Anael muttered to herself, jumping when she felt the hand on her shoulder.

"Want to find out?" the vixen had a mischievous look on her face, a small bundle of leather straps hanging from her fingers, "But first we have to get the cutie up."

Anael watched as the vixen lent down beside her friend, the girl's eyes drawn to the fox's behind before she caught herself, shaking her head and starting when she saw the naked and panting Julia suddenly standing in front of her.

"Are...are you okay?" she asked, genuinely worried about the glazed look in her friend's eye.

"Never better," the cabbit assured her, "But now it's your turn, so you have to..."

Julia trailed off as she slipped her hands under Anael's shirt, lifting it up and over the girl's head before she could react.

"Don't we need that to..." Anael trailed off as Christine slipped a pair of the surprisingly soft leather straps onto her each of her arms, securing them at her wrists and just above her elbows.

"Not for you, lovely," Christine smiled as she slipped her hands behind the girl's back undoing and pulling her bra off in a single movement, releasing Anael's sizable breasts from their confinement, "You get a special treatment."

"Uhm...well..." The flustered girl stammered as she watched Julia undo her skirt and pull her panties to her ankles, looking down at the cabbit as she looked back up expectantly, Anael nervously stepping out of the underwear as Christine knelt beside her naked friend, slipping more of the leather shackles over her feet and secured them at her ankles.

She swallowed nervously as she was led to the bed, lying down and lifting her arms above her head as Christine showed Julia how the straps around her wrists connected to the ones at her elbows, the young girl was transfixed on her friend's small breasts, that stuck out just enough that you would be able to cup them in your hand. Anael watched as the fox handed Julia a final strip of leather, this one much wider in the middle and shaped oddly. She saw the way Julia's throat bobbed cutely as she swallowed nervously, glancing back at the fox before leaning over Anael's head, the girl staring intently at the cabbit's chest, her eyes sliding downwards to between her friend's legs as she gently lifted Anael's head, slipping something behind it before gazing down into Anael's ice blue eyes, Anael starin up as intently into the cabbit's shimmering brown. The image stayed in her mind as the blind fold slipped over her eyes, somehow burned into her mind.

Julia looked at the girl she had had a crush on for the past eleven months lying serenely on the bed, since she'd first asked to share her textbook on the second day of class, her naked body exposed before the nervous cabbit, tied down for her to pleasure. Her eyes fell on Anael's fabulous breasts, her own hands reaching up to touch her own pitifully small chest.

"Don't worry, cutie," the vixen whispered in her ear, "There are plenty of people who prefer them small. And I don't think you need to be jealous of the girl who was staring at them this whole time."

Julia stared at the fox for a moment before taking a deep breath and picking up the feather from the bed, Christine quickly showing her how to hold it before backing away and leaving the girl to her task. Julia stared at the body in front of her, watching Anael tense as the feather first touched her skin, but quickly then relaxed again as Julia began to move it slowly across the smooth surface. Julia took a shaky breath as she dragged the feather slowly over Anaels' breasts, pausing as she reached the top, resting the feather gently on her friend's nipple, a short, almost silent gasp the only indication that it affected her. Remembering how much she had reacted to the same stimulus, Julia scowled slightly, copying the action on the other breast with much the same result. Giving a quiet huff, she proceeded to draw the feather as slowly as she could over Anael's body, tracing the curves of her hips, her well defined stomach and along the bottom of her ribs, Julia traced up over Anael's arms, pausing a moment to tickle each of her palms before returning to her chest, once again dragging the feather over her friend's erect nipples. Julia watched as Anael suddenly tensed, the girl drawing a deep breath in through her nose before expelling it again, her body twitching all over as the cabbit stared in confusion.

"Ooh, a silent cummer," Christine chuckled quietly in Julia's ear, the cabbit looking at her in surprise, "It's always fun to try and make them make a noise. Why don't you go a little further, I'm sure she won't mind."

Julia looked down at the limp body of her friend, the only evidence of Anael's orgasm being her parted lips, through which she was now panting quietly. Julia found herself transfixed by those lips, leaning down slowly as she stared at them, pausing as her mouth hovered mere centimeters from her friend's, Anael's hot breath blowing against her lips. Nervously, Julia slipped her hand behind Anael's head, leaning down further, pressing her lips softly against Anael's. She was half expecting the girl to pull away, to suddenly shout and scream, but she could only gasp as Anael eagerly pressed her tongue forwards, lapping at the inside of Julia's mouth almost hungrily. Unable to control herself, the cabbit slipped onto the bed, straddling Anael as they continued to kiss, grinding against her friend's stomach as pleasurable moans started to escape her throat.

Breaking the kiss for a moment, Julia looked down at the bound Anael, slipping her body lower on her friend's torso, blushing slightly as she saw the wet patch that she'd made on her ivory skin. Julia jumped slightly as she felt a slight tug on her heel, looking back to see Christine grinning happily at her, the fox lifting one of her legs and slipping it between Anael's, suddenly pushing it up so that her knee pressed against Anael's crotch, making the bound girl gasp loudly. The two of them stared at the blindfolded girl, a slight smile spreading across Julia's face as she pressed her knee against Anael again, eliciting an almost inaudible moan.

"Anael," Julia cooed as she leant forwards, resting herself on top of her friend, shivering as their nipples pressed together, the cabbit nuzzling gently against her friend's neck, her rough tongue lapping at the beads of sweat that started forming, "I want to tell you something."

Anael shivered beneath the cabbit, barely able to control herself as her friend pressed her soft fur against her sensitive skin, her body already starting to twitch as she felt the feeling returning, even more intense than the last time."Anael," the sound of her voice was almost too much for the girl, her body feeling like it was on the verge of breaking.

"Anael, I love you," The emotion flooded into her, Anael was unable to control herself as she thrust her hips forwards, her thighs clamping down on Julia's leg, a loud low moan echoing from her throat as she twisted beneath the cabbit, pulling her arms over her head so that she could hold the girl to her as tightly as she possibly could. The sudden rush of pleasure surged through her body one last time before she fell back onto the bed, exhausted, unable to move as her body continued to twitch with the aftershocks, her mind lost in the afterglow. All she could feel was a pair of soft lips pressing lovingly against hers, a rough tongue lapping at the inside of her mouth.

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The door opened and the tall lily white girl stepped out, looking around the store in mild disgust. She glanced behind her as a cream coloured cabbit girl tripped on the door frame, toppling into her arms. The two girls looked at each other for a moment, a slight blush forming on both of their faces, before they realised what they were doing and nervously jumped back.

"Hey girls!" the syrupy voice called to them through the still open door, the vixen strolling out with a small plastic bag, a large purple feather sticking out of the top, "A little present from me."

The two girls blushed as they thanked the vixen, turning towards the door, the cabbit linking her arm with the taller girl's.

Seth watched silently until the shop door automatically swung shut behind them, his eyes drifting back to the book in his hand.