Cunning Fox - Chapter 1
#1 of Wingdale Academy
A school of magic and science is home to a selfish fox who uses his magic to control his students for his own personal needs. Kieran is a cat who has been in this school for four years, and after getting his school results he is labelled as a defect. After being sent to the headmaster's office, he finds himself becoming a new person...
Chapter 1 revolves around the character Kieran who is the first victim of the Fox's awesome power. Enjoy :)
Chapter 1
Here at Wingdale academy, we learn magic. Magic that would make your head spin. Impossible things. Everyone in the lower regions is jealous of our incredible abilities whereas we are from it. You see this school is far from ordinary.
You can only get into this school by invite, and you only get invited if you hold great magical abilities, and if you're a boy. No girls are permitted to go this school, and never have since the new headteacher, Mr Fencefield, came to power. The headteacher is a highly respected member of the community, so much so that he basically runs the entire country of Hyrone. Another fact about the school is that it is far up in the mountains, and impossible to reach by foot. Getting in and out is down by train, but luckily we aren't too bad, since around the academy is a large town called Emoria.
Enough about that. My name is Kieran, and I'm 18 years old and I study at the academy for magic; I started when I was 14 years old. All in all, I'm fairly experienced at magic, and can do various things. I'm a white cat, and I'm fairly tall, however I often get mistaken for some bad-ass girl, since I look like a tomboy.
"Kieran!" a voice shouts. I snap out of my daze and look up towards my teacher, Mr Loinstaff. He grumbles at me before turning back to his blackboard and scribbling down some words.
"Now, I hope you all know what day today is. If not, you should get your head checked out," he says trying to make a joke. Nobody laughs, but he continues on anyways.
"All of you will be assigned a role in our magic society based upon your skill level and magic speciality. I know all of you will know your speciality by now, but I still need to tell you your skill level. Now these have been judged by the headmaster alone and sent to me this morning, so this is new to me too, so I hope you're ready!" I look around at my classmates. There's 8 of us in total, making it one of the smallest classes in the academy, but it's probably the best class. At the top of the league we have our brains, Adam Wall, exceeding in intelligence and all forms of support magic, and head of the science department. Then theres Kyle Barns, our sporting expert, head of the sports department. Then there's the twins Thomas and Oliver, our head alchemists and our school's representatives. Then there's the rest of the class, who perhaps aren't titled, but are some of the most skilled student in the entire school. Karl Winchester, he's a bit shy, but he's an expert when it comes to fire magic. Paul Morgan is the class clown, a funny guy, but when he gets down to it he's a god when it comes to transformation spells. Kiri Smith is the guy who always sits at the back, but he's still cute. Nobody really notices him outside our class, but in this room he's really respected as he comes up with these wacko ideas from the top of his head. He's extremely gifted at teleportation and invisibility spells. Then that leaves me. Kieran Wilson. Unfortunately, I'm really unsure where I belong... Sir pulls out a sheet of paper from a small folder and begins to read aloud from it
"Adam, you're a high level healing spells. Kyle, high level time spells. Thomas, Oliver, both of you are very high level alchemists. Karl, expert level fire magic spells. Paul, high level transformation spells. Kiri... Normal level evasion spells... And finally Kieran..." He pauses for a moment. "Hang on there must be a mistake..." What was wrong? a slight mutter spreads across the room as I try to figure out whether this mistake or good or bad by the expression on sir's face. That's when I see tears begin to well up in his eyes. Was it bad? I get up and quickly rush to the front of the room as sir steps away from his desk still shocked. I search quickly for my name, finding it in no time at all, only to see in small writing the words 'defect.' Utterly confused I turn to sir.
"Why are you crying, what does this mean?" The teacher calms down slightly and with an sad smile he says, "you should go to the head master's office."
I had never been to the headteacher's office before. I don't know why I call him the headteacher, everyone else calls him headmaster. Actually, come to think of it, I've never even seen the headmaster. I knock on the door, and hear the quiet sound of a low voice calling out for me in the distance, so I slowly enter the room. Inside it was quite magestical, with gold pillars and a shining desk central to the room, and layered with a lush green carpet. I am offered a seat by a rather tall and handsome fox, with which I gladly accept.
"Do you know why you're here?" he asks suddenly. I reply by shaking my head.
"Do you know who you are?" I nod my head.
"You are here because I wish it to be that way. That is all." I tilt my head in confusion.
"Did you mark me as defect because I was a bad student?" I ask.
"No, no. Quite the contrary. In fact, you were once the best student we ever had. Now nobody seems to remember. I'll let you in on a little secret if you like?" I raise my eyebrows, intimidated by the handsome fox in front of me.
"Your classroom used to have 12 students, and now it's only got 7!" He chuckles slightly and a shiver goes down my spine.
"Why am I here?"
"Because I like your eyes. They're blue, did you ever notice? I want them to be mine, so I plucked you away from my gifted class so you could come and be with me," he chuckles.
"I don't understand I say. Suddenly I find myself itching the back of my neck before something stops me. There was something round my neck... Was this a collar?
"Ah, you've finally noticed. Took you 4 years to notice that thing was on your neck! Idiot." My eyes widen as I begin to tremble. I push back on the chair and start to make a dart for the door, not really sure why or how I was going to make it out of here alive. But something clicked. Something horrible triggered at the sound of his voice that caused the collar to beep furiously, a bright purple flash engulfing my vision before I fall to the floor. Conscious, but still.
I can only see the ceiling. My eyeballs can't even move, they're fixed in an upwards position. I soon see a figure standing above me, the foxes face below my eyes, licking his lips. He suddenly lowers and I feel a pressure on my chest where the fox sits with his legs over my torso, and suddenly I see his face ever so closer to mine. His tongue falls out and begins to lick my lips which are sealed shut fortunately. Weirdly, I find this seductive, which is awful considering the situation I'm in. Feeling a jolt of pain my mind begins to numb as the collar begins to send shockwaves through my system. Another one. Another one. Argh they hurt! They keep coming! ... ..... Ow, no... It's.... Trying.... To.......
"Good boy. It seems you're all ready now. Take off your uniform." My masters voice rings in my ears and I happily obey. I rise up as he does, taking his leave off my body as he too rips off his own shirt and tie, revealing a heavenly muscular body that I wished to worship. I tear off my underwear as fast as I can to reveal my cock to my master. He also stands, showing off his magnificent 9" cock. I drool at the sight, but I couldn't take it without permission first. Surveying me, he circles around, inspecting every inch of my body and stroking my white fur. He then tugs gently at my cat ears.
"You're rare. A male cat is very hard to find these days. I'm so glad I chose you."
"Thank you master," I reply. He smirks and lifts up his paw to my collar.
"Now I need to get rid of those awful memories and store them in a little jar," he says smirking. He begins to utter incantations, which is followed by a soft golden glow from his paw and soon a great weight is lifted from my mind. I feel free, soft and warm, and happy. Happier then I've ever been in my life. My life is fairly short, I've just been brought into this world, but it felt good. Master then pulls out a glass bottle labelled with my name and the glow dashes into the bottle. My past memories were secured and I'd never have to worry about them again!
Master then puts his paw on my cock and begins gently rubbing, and I feel honoured. It feels good to be touched by Master. I can't describe the feeling, but it's pleasurable. And I love it. He stops rubbing and walks behind me, his hard cock pressing up against my back and his paw reaching for my own cock. He once again begins rubbing while I remain motionless, like a good boy. He gave me no instructions so I shouldn't do anything, but it's harder than you think to keep a straight face while intense pleasure is flowing through you. Whilst feeling me he speaks.
"Do you want to know why you still have a conscious mind?" I nod.
"It's because I like you. More than just a slave, you're the one I want to stand beside me. I want you there all the time, because I'm obsessed with you." My eyes lighten up and a huge grin spreads across my face at the thought of being by Master's side all the time. I couldn't help it. I pushed his hand away from my cock, surprising even him, and dove into his face, forcing him into a kiss which he gladly returned. I don't think he was expecting it. I didn't expect it either, for I couldn't do anything without his permission, but the thought of love excited me too much. I just had too. I feel his tongue, deep inside my mouth, and soon, we're on the floor, tongues wrapped around each other.
After 10 minutes of endless kissing, Master moves down, kissing my neck and slowly down to my chest as I try to gather myself. He slowly starts kissing the base of my dick, and slowly moving upwards until he kisses the top. His mouth slowly opens as he starts to suck my dick, which was harder than it had ever been before thanks to Master. I felt so honoured and happy, I just couldn't take much. I felt like I had to cum, but I just couldn't! I gritted my teeth as pleasure ripped through my body as my cock went deep into the back of his throat. In an out it went, until he stopped for just a second, ordering me to cum as his mouth slide back on. With permission granted I felt a huge buildup of pleasure that just grew and grew until I burst. I felt like a bucket full of cum had erupted into my Master's mouth as he gladly took it with a cheeky grin. My dick pulsed as it all flew into his gob, and with a lick of his lips, he swallowed. Well he looked like he swallowed. I felt like so much pressure had gone down, and I felt so alive and free and happy. Then all of a sudden, his mouth came in contact with mine for another kiss, however I felt something on my tongue that tasted wonderful. I assumed it was my own semen as it slowly dripped down my throat during the kiss, making the taste stronger each time his tongue lapped around my mouth...
An hour later, after we had finished kissing, Master used a new spell on me to wrap me in a black lycra bodysuit that covered everywhere in fine detail but my head. My penis was on display whilst covered in the lycra that is was basically a second skin to me. I was to wear this at all times, and I didn't have a choice in the matter as only Master could undo the spell. My collar was now attached to a leash which was moulded into the floor (with magic) until he so desired to pick it up. I lay on the floor next him as he filled out forms, occasionally petting my head, causing my tail to swish slightly.
"Do you want to have some fun boy?" he asks. I nod quickly and look into his eyes with a hopeful expression.
"Well, we've got work to do."