There was a knock at the door.

"Coming." Dominic opened the front door with a relieved sigh, briefcase in hand. He quickly glanced at the clock beside the fridge before greeting the boy who stood on the steps. "Finally. Do you understand all the instructions? I really need to get going, but I can answer questions, if you have any?"

"Nah, I think I'm cool." Sid shifted the bag on his shoulder. He made sure to pack everything he thought he would need for his stay overnight at the older dingo's house. The fifteen year old silver fox scanned the kitchen briefly before stepping inside. "I got your texts."

"Sid!" From the living room entrance, a small ball of light gray fluff bounded toward them. She threw her arms around the teen fox's leg and looked up at him with bright emerald-green eyes. "I got a new game! You wanna see?"

Dominic smiled down at her, then reached down and picked her up. She hugged him around his neck and snuggled under his chin. "Clover, be good for him while I'm gone."

She huffed. "Why can't I go with you?!"

He stroked her hair and small velvet ears. "I need to go do boring adult things. I promise, you'll have more fun here with Sid. Be good for me and do what he asks, okay?"

She was soothed by the gentle petting. "Okay!" She kissed his cheek before he placed her back down, then grabbed his hat and coat off the hanger. "If you need anything, call me," he said to Sid.

"Will do." Sid pet the little chinchilla that had latched onto his leg again.

Dominic was out the door in the next instant, hopeful he hadn't missed his flight.

With him gone, Sid looked down at the small girl. "So, what about that game?"

The day went by quickly. Clover showed Sid the new Switch game she just got, but it was clearly too hard for her. Sid gently took the controller from her and showed her how to do the trickier things, like jump over pits and roll into enemies, then handed her the controller again. "Now you try."

She fiddled with the analog stick and took a few attempts to understand the jump arcs, but eventually she made some progress. "I did it!" She bounced happily up and down when she made it to the first goal.

"Sure did." He gently petted her head.

This game was pretty easy for Sid. It was the newest entry in a long-running franchise that Sid grew up with. He remembered when these games were a lot harder, but after watching Clover struggle with a boss several times, he wondered how he ever managed to learn to play them in the first place...

"It's too hard!" Clover started to cry in frustration. She pointed at the screen where the game's main antagonist gloated after she died yet again. "Sid, I don' like this guy!"

"Well, he's the bad guy," Sid chuckled. "You're not *supposed* to like him."

She huffed and sniffled and was clearly getting too upset. He took the controller from her and stowed it in the dock.

"Okay, let's do something else for a bit." He picked her up and stood.

"No! Don't wanna!" She pouted, squirming.

He ignored her and sat down on the sofa with her in his lap.

"No!" She crossed her arms in a very huffy mood. How dare this stupid game be so hard?! She shot the screen a glare, then stuck her tongue out at the rotund evil guy still laughing at the player.

Sid was familiar with this mood. He babysat Clover more than once this summer. It was decent pay, not a very hard job, and in spite of her current tantrum, Clover was a pretty easy cub to handle. Some of the other sitters complained about her high energy and what they called 'excessive curiosity,' but Sid knew several tricks by now that kept her in check.

He slinked his tail around to his front and waved it just in front of her nose. Almost instantly, her mood changed from grumpy to intrigued as she watched his tail tip flick up and down. She blinked away the little tears at the corners of her eyes and uncrossed her arms, watching his tail intensely.

A smirk formed across his snout. He brought the tip closer, first tickling her nose, then under her chin, then her chest. She sneezed lightly before bursting into a giggling fit and trying to snatch his tail.

He easily kept his tail out of her grasp, and even started tickling her sides with his hands. She wiggled furiously and filled the living room with laughs, even trying to tickle his stomach with her long feather-duster tail.

He stifled a giggle himself. Her fur was impressively soft, and her tail did make a good weapon in this game. Unfortunately for her, though, he had much greater stamina, and easily outlasted her. He tickled her until she was too tired to put up a fight, then held her against his chest and kissed her forehead. "Feel better now?"

"Uh-huh," she replied, sleepily.

*Too easy.* He gently rocked her to make her sleepier, then grabbed a soft blanket draped over the sofa's arm and wrapped her up in it.

She stirred, then woke up just a little. "Wa-want my froggy!"

*Right.* His ice-blue eyes scanned the floor until he spotted a green frog plush with absurdly long arms and legs. Still holding her, he got off the sofa and retrieved it, then handed it to her.

She settled down immediately and hugged her favorite stuffy, then quickly went back to sleep.

*She'll be out for a while...* Sid quietly set her down on the couch, making sure she was bundled up comfortably before retrieving his heavy overnight bag and heading into the bathroom. *Perfect.*

Really, the good pay was only part of the reason he took this job. He saw the posting online at the start of the summer. "SATURDAY SITTER NEEDED!" The first picture in the advert showed Dominic with the little fluffball sitting on his leg, looking bright and cheery.

The contents of that advert sold him on the job.

"Energetic, curious, sometimes a handful. Needs someone who can keep up with her."

She was perfect for one of his... 'experiments.'

He set down his bag in the bathroom and ran his hand over the changing table. He kept one ear swiveled toward the living room as he worked, adding on the modifications he brought with him. If he knew anything about his little charge by now, she would be up to mischief very soon.

And there was one particular kind of mischief Clover liked getting into more than any other...



Back in the living room, Clover slowly woke up, then realized she was alone. She had a nice dream where she and Sid went into the game and beat up the bad guy.

Hugging her plushie, she sat up and stretched, then looked over at the TV, which was a solid black color. The TV and console had turned themselves off by now. Beating him for real would have to wait for later...

Then her eyes searched the living room for any sign of Sid. He was nowhere to be seen, but she could hear him doing something in the bathroom down the hall. Her round ears twitched as she realized this was the perfect opportunity to do something naughty...

She slipped off the sofa as quietly as she could, still holding her plushie, and tiptoed to the other side. There was a small space between the other sofa arm and the shelf where movies and toys were stored that she could hide in.

After checking once more for Sid by peering around the side of the sofa, she giggled to herself and set down her plush so it leaned against the shelf. Then, she wiggled her arms free from her overalls straps and let them fall down around her knees. Then, she stuffed her thumbs into her pull-ups and wiggled those down as well. She sat down on the carpet and wiggled her ankles free of her clothes so all she had on now were her pale yellow shirt and white socks.

There was still no sign of Sid. Whatever he was doing sure was taking a long time! Well, that was fine with her. She retrieved her plush and hugged it with one hand, then slid the other down to touch her most private place...

As soon as her small fingers parted her plump folds, she shuddered. This game wasn't like any other she played. It made her feel tingly and strange, but she liked that feeling! She pushed a finger against her little bud and gasped as warm pleasure welled up in her privates. She poked and rubbed her bud experimentally while she began to pant, hugging her plush tighter, her eyes half-closed in pleasure.

"Having fun?" She was jolted out of her pleasure-haze by Sid's voice. The silver fox was standing over her, arms folded.

Clover sat frozen with her legs spread, her finger paused over her bud, and her cheeks very red. She hugged her plushie tighter and pulled back her hand, closing her legs. "Uh, h-hi, Sid..."

"Looks like you've been naughty while I was busy." His voice was even, but then, Sid never raised his voice at her. His tail swayed easily behind him and his ears remained upright, showing no sign of anger or disappointment. He tapped a finger against his other forearm. "This is the fourth time I've caught you this week."

She looked down guiltily. His slight change in tone made her hold her plush in her lap with both arms now.

He crouched down to bring his face closer to hers. "Since you've been so naughty for me this week, I think we'll have to do something about it..."

She pushed her chin into her stuffy's soft fabric. "L-like what?"

Now he picked her up, holdding her with one arm while he set her plush down on the couch. Before she could pout, he smoothly cut over her. "You know you can't take him into the bathroom. He might get damaged."

She relinquished her stuffy and let him carry her into the bathroom, spinning her pointer fingers around each other even after he sat her down on the changing table.

To her surprise, he didn't slip on her pull-ups again like he usually did. He reached under her shirt and tugged it right off, exposing her upper bits as well. "Lay down."

"Um, w-why?" Her mood was slowly shifting from guilty to nervous.

He folded his arms and cocked his head in that way that said, *Are you going to do what I tell you to, or am I going to do it for you?*

With another whimper, she complied, laying down on her back and looking up at him.

"Arms like this..." He placed her wrists just beside her head, each one resting on some kind of soft thing that she just noticed. Was that always there? Did he put it there earlier? "...And legs like this." He positioned her legs so her thighs were spread at a right angle to her middle and her knees bent at a right angle again. She felt soft things under her ankles and thighs as well, and felt him slip her tail through a hole in the table just under her bottom. Now all her limbs rested in L-shapes, with her middle being totally exposed. Her tail hung under the table, twitching nervously.

"This feels weird..." She could feel a slight draft between her bits. Even when Daddy was powdering her, she was never told to spread like this.

Sid patted her head gently as he slipped his hand under the table. The next thing Clover knew, several straps had come out of the table and pinned her limbs down. They had something soft on the inside, so they didn't hurt when she struggled, but she couldn't wiggle out of them no matter how hard she tried. Her tail wasn't strapped in, but it was firmly stuck through the hole since she couldn't lift her bottom at all like this.

She tugged one way, then the other, but could just barely shift her body. "L-lemme up!" She pouted, tears starting to form in her eyes.

Now he leaned over her, still petting her head, with a very dark grin. "Not before I tire you out."

"Wh-whaddya mean?" She whined.

His finger stroked under her chin, then wiggled down her chest. She started to giggle as it trailed down her stomach. He stopped just above her bits, and now she watched with nervous intrigue as his finger crawled, ever-so-slowly, toward her folds.

Her eyes widened and the fear began to leave her, replaced with bright anticipation.

Sid paused just above her slit, blinking down at her. This sudden change in mood wasn't what he was expecting.

She looked up at him with excitement in her eyes. "You know the secret game?"

"Secret game?" He was intrigued.

"Yeah, the one Daddy taught me!" If the straps afforded her any wiggle room, she would be bouncing excitedly. "We touch before bedtime! He says it's a secret, and I can only play with him." She tilted her head, frowning just a bit. "Is it okay for you to play with me, too?"

"Oh, *that* secret game!" His lips spread into a wide grin. "Yeah, but the game is going to be different when I play, and..." He leaned in closer. "...You have to keep it a secret from *everyone,* even Daddy."

She gasped. "Even Daddy?"

"Yep." He pushed his finger just a little bit closer to her bits, just to drive her a little crazy. Her privates started to tingle, and her legs reflexively strained the straps. "That's one of the rules. When you play a secret game with someone else, you can't tell anyone else about it, or you won't be able to play anymore. Got it?"

She nodded, but then returned to resisting the straps. "B-but why am I tied down?"

His finger lightly nestled itself in her folds, just barely grazing her bud. She sucked in air, her body trembling. She wanted him to rub her *soooo* bad! She tried to push her pelvis into his waiting finger, but the straps held her firmly on the table. "Because you've still been very naughty for me."

Her unease from earlier returned, in spite of his skill in keeping her aroused. "I-I'll be good! I promise!" She started to whine. "Please rub me!" Her bud was beginning to throb under his touch.

"Oh, really?" He leaned in even closer, his snout almost brushing her ear. "Haven't I heard that before?"

"No..." She answered, in a small voice.

"You mean you *didn't* tell me the same thing the *last time* you were on this table?" His voice was like honey. "And the time before that?"

She shook her head.

"You know better than to tell fibs." He ran his hand over her hair, then rested it behind her head and turned her head to face him more directly.

She avoided eye contact, her cheeks burning with guilt as she muttered, "I'm a good girl..."

"Oh? Do good girls touch themselves in naughty places?" He made a show of cocking his head, as if his question was perfectly innocent. His finger continued its torturously gentle caress.

She bit her lip as her pelvis reflexively bucked against the straps.

"Since you've been so naughty..." His finger stopped tormenting her bits as he stepped away and reached for his bag. "...I think it's time you were properly punished."

She panted with unfulfilled need, tugging the straps. "W-whaddya gonna do?"

He pulled several things out of the bag. Most were unrecognizeable to her except the first thing he held up, which looked like an oversized pacifier. "First, since you told some obvious fibs, you're going to put this in your mouth."

She huffed indignantly. "I'm not a baby!"

He stepped toward her again and held it up to her mouth. "Big girls know not to fib. Now, open."

"Hmmf!" She closed her mouth and stubbornly looked away. "I'm nadda baby," she muttered.

He smiled gently down at her, then slowly moved his hand over her small body until his fingers were poised over her tummy. She only had a second to realize what was about to happen before he wiggled his fingers against her exposed middle.

She gasped and rocked from side to side, trying to wiggle away from his tickling. It didn't take long for him to break her defense. "Hmmhmmahahah! Ah! N-no fair! No faiwmph!" He plugged the paci in her mouth as soon as he saw the opportunity. Once it met her lips, it conformed to the shape of her face and the oversized rim made an air-tight seal against her cheeks. "Mmph?!" She tried to push it out, but the most she could do was flick the dummy on the inside around. "Noh! Gerruh umff mmh!!" *No! Get it off me!*

"Nuh uh, this is quiet time." He waggled a finger just over her nose.

"Nuh! Uh duwummuh! Wummh guh!" *No! I don' wanna! Lemme go!* She struggled to force the gag off her mouth. "Fwmmv!" *Please!*

"You're quite talkative for someone who's supposed to be in time-out." He reached down and grabbed the paci's ring, then twisted it just the right way. Clover felt the dummy inside her mouth swell with air until it filled her mouth, pinning her tongue under it and keeping her mouth in an O shape. "Weh, fwmmv! Nuh, mmukeh ftoff!" *Wait, please! No, make it stop!* "Mmukmmh ffhmmph! Nmh! Mmmph!" Her mouth was so full once it finished that she couldn't even make semi-intelligible words anymore, and her small voice barely passed the gag. "Mmmgh! Mmmmph!"

"That's better." He petted her head. "Now..." He retrieved two more items from his pile. These two looked like some kind of gloves. "Since you can't keep your hands from going where they shouldn't, you're not going to be using them at all for a while."

"Hmmph?!" She watched wide-eyed as he slipped one mitt over her left hand. It was tight and lined with something that made it a little plush, and kept her hand balled into a tight fist. He tightened the strap around her wrist, which was also lined with something soft to keep it from hurting her. "Mmh, mph!" She tried to pull her other hand away from him, but he easily stuffed it into the second mitt and secured the strap. "Hmmmmph!"

He stepped back from her, grinning darkly, and moved to the end of the table where he looked down at her exposed bits. "Ready for your punishment?"

"Hmh! Hmmh!" She shook her head.

"Good!" He pulled another item from his pile. This one reminded her of a toy microphone, or some kind of wand. "First, I'm going to give you a small taste of what you would've gotten if you were good for me all day." He flicked on a switch, causing the head to vibrate wildly, and lowered it toward her privates.

She watched wide-eyed as the humming thing came closer and almost felt like it vibrated the air around it. "Hmmph! Mmh, MMMPH!!!" She pulled and bucked in the table, trying to free herself as she cried out. But then, her desperate cries turned to pleasured moans as the device pressed into her folds and bud. "Mmph, mmh- mmh... Mmmph~" This felt amazing! Her bits tingled with pleasure and her terror evaporated completely. "Mmmmh~" Her mitted hands pawed the air, and her tail stilled in its wild swaying, now moving to the impulsive humping her pelvis was doing as the toy drove her near her finish.

Just before she reached it, he pulled the toy back. She blinked as her expected release never came, and the warm tingles were slowly replaced by hot frustration. Her bucking became more intense as she demanded through her gag for him to bring the toy back down! "Mmwmph!"

"Finishing is for good girls." Sid had the most sadistic grin across his muzzle. "Now, it's time to show you what happens to naughty girls..." He put the wand back and grabbed something else, which he kept out of her line of sight. She leaned forward as far as she could to see what it was, then squeaked in surprise as she felt something rubbery prod at the entrance to her slit. "Mwh!"

"I wonder if Daddy's played something like this with you..." He rubbed it around the edges of her playhole before poking it inside of her.

"Mgh...!" This felt strange. When Daddy played with her, he used his fingers, which already felt big inside of her. This felt even bigger and made her stretch. Her muscles flexed around the toy as he pushed it in even further, only stopping once it was almost fully inside her.

Panting and feeling stuffed, she barely noticed when he parted her folds and only paid attention to what he was doing when something pill-shaped was pressed against her bud. She gasped and looked down just as she felt a sticky strip of medical tape secure the toy to her sensitive bit. She tilted her head questioningly, but he didn't explain what this was for just yet.

When he was done done there, he moved his hands up to her nipples and massaged them until they were hard, which made her moan in pleasure. Her moan turned into a surprised squeak when she felt two rings slipped over each nipple and gently squeeze, keeping them hard.

Then, he slipped his hand under her bottom and groped one cheek. The straps holding her thighs were released, but she barely had time to shift her legs around before he pushed up, suspending her bottom in midair. She yelped as he rubbed something cold and slick over her tailhole, then began to protest and shift from side to side when she felt something poke inside her pucker. *No! Things don't go in there!* "Nmh! Mmgmph! Mmwmmph!"

Her struggling was useless. Even with her legs partially freed from the straps, his firm grip on her bottom kept her elevated and straining the ones on her ankles. He easily pressed the toy all the way inside her pucker, and that toy also began to inflate. She felt mild panic now. Was he trying to make her burst?! She wasn't supposed to stretch like this! "Mmmph, wmmh! Fwmmgh! MMMPH! MMWMPH!" He didn't stop until both her holes felt full. This was almost painful, but not quite. She whimpered helplessly as he let her bottom rest back on the table.

Her legs shifted on the table, trying to shake the thick toys out of her, but all she did was make them wiggle inside of her and push on her walls. In the back of her mind, she thought the almost-painful feeling actually felt a little good, but this confused her.

He let her wiggle around just a little bit before pulling down on her tail to hold her pelvis still so he could refasten the straps on her thighs. "Mph!" Being pressed to the table like this only made the thick toys in her holes more uncomfortable. He fully stood up and looked over his handywork with a satisfied smirk, and she glared at him in return with huffy red cheeks.

"I think we're ready to begin." He pulled out his cellphone and did something on it. All at once, the toys on her privates thrummed to life, making her gasp in half-pleasure, half-frustration. "Have fun." He left the bathroom with his hands in his pockets, side-eyeing her evilly.

"Mmmmgh...~" The toys felt so good! And now that she was a little more used to the toys inside her, she thought they even made this feel a little better! Her tail began to sway happily as she resumed pawing at the air. Where was the punishment?

Then, just as she was climbing to finish, the toy on her bud slowed down and the nipple rings alternated between left and right. "Mmph?!" The toy inside of her clicked on and thrummed against a spot inside her that felt very good, but only stayed on for an instant before turning back off. "Mmph!" The toy in her pucker inflated just a bit, then deflated back to what it was. "Mmmph!"

*Oh no!* Now the punishment was obvious. She would be teased until timeout was over, and who knows how long that would be?! "Mmmmmph...!"

"Hmph!" She shook herself from her whimpering and balled her fists, biting down on the dummy. No! She wouldn't let him tease her like this! She would ignore it! "Mmph!" Ignore the good tingly feeling... "Mmph..." Her bud started to tingle as the vibrator turned back on... "Mmmhh~" N-no! Ignore it! She pressed her eyes shut. The toy inside of her teased that good spot, and the bud-toy turned on and off very quickly. "Mmmhh~" Her distressed moans became whimpers.

It was useless. Her bits were just too sensitive, and the toys felt too good! She pulled on the straps securing her legs to the table, wanting desperately to take this torture device off her little nub! She was just beginning to arc up as both the pill-shaped vibrator and the toy inside her playhole vibrated at the same time before both shut off, leaving her with a burning need between her legs. "MMMMMPH!!!"

Her toys alternated turning on and off several more times, always making sure they never let her finish. Her bud throbbed against the toy and sticky medical tape, her playhole and picker flexed around the thick toys inside of them. She couldn't take it anymore! She tugged desperately at the straps, calling out as loud as she could through her gag. "MMMH, FFMMG! MML VMH GMMMH!" *No, Sid! I'll be good!* "FWMMMMMH!" *Pleeease!* Little tears beaded at the corners of her eyes as she pulled left, then right, begging for her torment to end!

The nub vibrator turned on again and her legs reflexively tugged the straps as a strong muffled squeak passed her gag. Her tail thrashed wildly under the table. *If-if I can just...!* She tried to curl her tail up and over the table. Maybe she could use it to pull one of the straps off her legs? Or at least, pull this toy off her bit?! "Mmmmh...!"

But it was no use. Her tail couldn't reach. There was nothing she could do but endure this torture for as long as Sid wanted.

And Sid was enjoying every second of it.

He held his phone in his hand, watching the helpless little cub struggle uselessly from a camera feed directly above her table. He had a nice view of her exposed body as he manually turned the toys on and off. He really enjoyed this kind of control, the kind that made little ones squirm and pout.

Clover was the perfect little girl for this, too, he thought. She was resiliant enough that she wouldn't break into a crying fit, but she wasn't bratty enough to be too aggressive. Plus, she was adorable, and he thought that paci-gag just made her face that much cuter. He loved the muffled sounds she made, and thought he might keep that on her for a little longer after her punishment ended...

Given how receptive she was to his touching at first, he wondered what else he could do with her...

For now, though, he thought it would be best to let the punishment sink in as he unzipped his pants and let his hardening cock hang out. He gripped his member in one hand and settled back on the couch with his phone in the other, *really* enjoying the show now!

*Maybe I'll let you finish later, little girl,* he thought, as he stroked and tugged himself to the sound of her helpless muffled protests, *but your punishment won't end until I do!*