Foxy Tails
Foxy Tails
The room in which the vixen found herself in was dark and foreboding, she blinked and looked around with a confused expression on her face and held her head in her clawed hands. She blinked a few times as she took in the dreary and grim surroundings. Where was she? Could anyone hear her? What happened to her while she was out? A pitiful mew escaped her maw as she tried to tuck her furry tail around herself for comfort. All she remembered was she was she had been going to meet a new friend for dinner at a fancy restaurant. She glanced down at herself and surveyed the white and purple satin and lace gown she had chosen for the occasion and then a glint caught her eye. Carefully lifting her gown revealed that her ankle was chained to the wall. Her eyes opened wide and a whimpering growl issued from her maw.
Slowly a mysterious figure strolled lazily towards the door which he knew contained his new "toy" a cold smirk spread across his face in anticipation and he recalled how easily he had subdued her to bring her to his place of pleasure. Despite the cold smile plastered on his face he looked remarkably attractive for a human being, which considering he wasn't helped his back story that he always created for himself which was that he was a director looking for the "next big starlet" He cracked his neck and placed a pale hand on the doorknob and slowly opened it.
The vixen's eyes widened as the door which had previously gone unnoticed slowly opened. She had quickly put two and two together and trembled slightly in fear. She tried to scoot into the darkest corner she could find as if to try and hide and hope that whoever had captured her would go away. A whimper escaped quietly when she saw a strong looking male stroll into the room and look around calmly, there wasn't much in the way of furniture in the room and so she had a good line of sight and shuddered slightly and tried to make herself as small as possible when she saw the cold smirk plastered across his pale face.
The pale male slowly looked around until his eyes fell on the young vixen who was obviously trying to make herself as small a target as possible. For some odd reason this made him smirk more and he slowly began to advance on the obviously terrified female. He watched her get up slightly but stay flat against the cold wall. He took his time walking towards her and eventually stood silently in front of her. He smiled coldly at the fear in her eyes and grabbed her suddenly holding her against his body.
Before she had time to react, He kissed her and heard her give a gasp/whimper. This caused him to smirk inwardly to himself as he knew that he had just ruined her chance to give her first kiss to someone she loved. He glanced at her and saw a silvery tear run down her cheek which confirmed his suspicions. Realizing he was causing her pain didn't do anything to his emotions. Instead he opened his mouth and bit down on her neck. This action caused her to gasp again and a reaction seemed to take place.
The pale humanoid smiled coldly as he recognized the changes taking place. Whereas before she had tried to resist him and his advances it appeared that her body was starting to betray her, for a small purr escaped her maw as he calmly bit her neck. He smiled coldly to himself and with a few deft movements forced her to her knees so that she was looking up at him, shivering with fear. He pointed with a smirk and watched her eyes widen with horror at what he wanted her to do. She seemed to be resisting but little whimpers would escape her and he took the opportunity to thrust his hard dick into her mouth and held her so that she was forced to have it in her mouth.
Dissatisfied but still smirking at the torment that he was causing, he removed himself and looked thoughtfully at her while she tried to shrink away from him but not making any movements away from him. He leaned forward and attached a collar around her neck. Holding the chain forced her to be on her hands and knees. He took his time watching her tremble with fear before slowly walking behind her.
The Vixen was trembling madly and she whimpered trying to erase the memory of having been forced to have his hard dick in her mouth. She closed her eyes and felt her satin gown slowly slide up her and the cool air hit first her exposed ankles, then her thighs, knees until she felt it stop around her mid-back. She gave a pitiful howl when she figured out what he had in mind. She tried to fight but her body seemed to be disobeying her and she felt calmer around him.
The figure's cold smirk never left his face as he slid the vixen's gown up her back and savoring the touch of the material. He watched with curiosity and amusement at the internal fight she was having. He was now standing behind her and he noticed that his special venom was winning, because she started pushing her satin and lace panties against his leg.
The Vixen let out a pitiful mew and felt herself pushing eagerly against his leg, wanting him to violate her. She glanced around at him and looked at him, apparently waiting. She saw him grin and produce a sharp knife. Her eyes widened with terror at what he might have in mind.
The figure calmly gazed back when the Vixen looked around at him and he gently touched her ass, rubbing it slowly. He held the knife loosely in his right hand and deftly cut a slit in her white and purple satin and lace panties. He then guided his still hard dick into her tight ass. Slowly and rhythmically he started to push himself into her and heard her groan and whimper in response. This seemed to satisfy him for a while for he kept up an easy rhythm listening to her groan and whimper. Then, a reaction appeared to take him and he promptly seized her hips and violently slammed himself against her. She howled in pain and groaning, threw her head back and her back arched. This occurred for a good few minutes before he felt himself release into her. HE smirked and pulled himself out. A dribble of blood oozed out of her and she shuddered gently.
The vixen whimpered quietly and tried to crawl away from her aggressive attacker. For a while it seemed like he was letting her until he grabbed the chain and slowly forced her to follow him onto the bed. She lay there gazing up at him and shivered quietly, waiting for him to finish his fun.
The pale figure slowly removed her gown and, kneeling over her furry body stroked her face and neck. She trembled quietly under his touch and with his knife deftly removed her panties and bra. He watched her body start to defy her again as it moved into position. Grabbing her, he shoved himself hard into her tight body and thrust hard. She started sobbing and gasping. A pitiful mew escaped her maw and she looked away from him. HE calmly rode her until he felt himself climax and release into her body. She whimpered and he removed himself smiling coldly "You were good...I'll keep you for now..." he whispered and after cleaning himself off withdrew...