Diary.

15th of July, 812 NE


Dear diary (does everyone start a diary with this bullshit? Ah, what the hell)

Today sucked, then it became amazing.

Early in the morning ran into a bunch of red furred assholes that made fun of me being an "inferior predator". Luckily avoided a fight. What a bunch of hypocritical bastards! Yes, foxes are a bit stronger and more dangerous than cats, but it's not like the difference is worth all that much. Any normal bear that wasn't moments from death would still rip a fox apart in seconds. Even one about to kick the bucket from old age would still make quick work of one of those assholes, and THEN die.

All of this managed to completely ruin my morning, so I thought about getting properly hammered to forget about all this shit for the rest of the day, but then remembered something interesting: an orphanage on the edge of town has been taken over by a new owner, who apparently repurposed it slightly. I've heard through the grapevine that she has a side business that caters to all kinds of people, "all kinds" apparently especially meaning "of the devious kind". Seems like worth checking out.

(update)
Well, that sure was fun! The matron that runs the place is quite a businesswoman. She has a stern personality, but it's clear that she doesn't care who you are or what you want, so long you can offer the right price for it. Now there's a person with a refreshing attitude.

I didn't know what I wanted from the place at first, but we quickly reached an understanding. She described the girls she's got in that place, and once she reached Courtney, I knew I had found a special place. Courtney is a weak, weepy creature. Just about old enough to be interesting. The matron keeps her around for clients who like to be a bit... forceful, and she's a FOX to boot.

When the matron called her, I knew I had found the perfect subject to take out my frustrations on. She fearfully tried hiding behind the matron. Silly girl had no idea that this was exactly what made me decide she was the right choice.

The matron offers time with the girls in a room, and for larger sums of money even allows getting them out of the orphanage. For a large enough sum, absolutely anything is allowed, but I'm going to wait before going that far. First I wanted to test things out. So I paid for an hour of rough play.


Here's how it went: the matron gave us a decently equipped room with a bed. The girl immediately took her clothes off, before I even had time to open my mouth. Seems like she was well trained. Then I asked her to sit on my lap, promising I wouldn't hurt her. Yeah, right.

I started playing with her tiny titties a little bit. She doesn't really have boobs as such, they're more like little nubs. But that is enough, they're soft and unluckily for her, very sensitive.

I started being pretty nice about it, so she only trembled slightly in my arms, maybe she was guessing what would happen? Slowly, I started applying more pressure, pinching and twisting and pulling. And she began making delightful teary and squeaky noises. "Ow!", "Ah!", "It hurts!", that sort of thing. After about a minute she finally couldn't resist and said "Please mister, you said you wouldn't hurt me", though she must have been afraid of me by then.

I loved that crestfallen look on her face when I said "I lied". I started torturing her even harder, until she began sobbing. I'd have loved to hurt her even more. So many ideas: needles, my own claws, whipping, burning...  but that would have been too expensive. Some other time.

So I tied her arms to the bed, and took a good look at her pussy. Seemed well used despite being so young, definitely no virgin. Then I remembered something I always wanted to try, and stuck a finger in there. Then two. Then I tried to fit in the whole hand, but she started screaming that I was ripping her apart. I wonder. One of those days I should try and see what really happens, but now isn't the right time, sadly.

My time was starting to run out, so I fucked her. That was wonderful. Loved having a tight, weeping little vixen under me. I imagined it was one of those assholes I met earlier, and started fucking her even harder. She cried and pleaded, but I was in heaven.

I filled her with my cum, and tortured her nipples a bit more, until my time ran out. Then I left her crying all curled up on the bed. 

That really turned a bad day into the best day ever. It's been expensive, but I will be back for sure.