The following story has yiff in it, which you probably expected since I don't know how else you got to it other than a naughty website unless someone stole this story and posted it elsewhere (in that case fuck you stealing people). If you are under the age of 18 (or whatever the legal age of reading porn is where you are) then you should not read it because you'll get in trouble if you do. I know this won't stop anyone but at least i won't be held accountable (Yay)

The following story also has dark and harsh fetishes in it. It is meant to be only a fictional fantasy. Some things in the story would be dangerous to even play-act out. Respect Safe words and Continue reading at your own peril. 

Story Written by Jake Brian Purplecat

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Don't Leave Town Mayor – Animal Crossing Yandere

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	The dogs unceremoniously dropped the mayor of the village onto the basement floor. “Thanks for helping me out with this.” The golden furred one said to her brown furred brother. They wore masks when they tied you up in your own house while you slept and when they carried you all the way here but it was obvious who they were.
	“Let me know if you need anything else. I'll be upstairs.” Digby went up the stairs, leaving you alone with your secretary. Once the door was shut she leaned down and took the gag out of your mouth. “Go ahead and scream as much as you want now Mr. mayor, even if that door was open this place is soundproof enough no one but him will hear us.”
	The cat thought for a second about screaming for help anyway, but maybe Isabelle could be reasoned with. “I don't know why you're doing this but I'm sure we cou-” Isabelle interrupted the mayor with a good hard stomp on his stomach. He could see the anger on her face as she lifted the foot only to bring it down hard again.
	“You don't know why I'm doing this?! You fucking left for like 3 months! That's completely unacceptable behavior for someone with your responsibilities!” Her foot lifted again but she set it back down on the ground instead this time. With this the mayor got some air back into his lungs. 
	He tried to think about it, he was pretty sure he had 3 months worth of vacation time he could take. It was harder to think with how tight the ropes were. Everywhere they touched was sore with a dull pain. 
	“Isn't this a bit of an over reaction Isabelle?” She sighed and moved down towards him. Was it really that easy to make her realize what she was doing? “I was afraid you weren't going to come back, I have to make sure you'll never leave town again mayor.” As she spoke she made the ropes even tighter.
	She carried him over to a couch and sat him up against it. “So maybe using all the vacation at once was a bad idea, I'm not going to move away or anything, especially not without telling anyone.” Isabelle smiled at the pleading cat, cupping his face in her paws. 
	She leaned in, kissing her mayor deeply as her paws slid down. With both palms on his neck she slowly squeezed as her lips kept pressing into his. As he tried to wiggle out of her hold she held on making sure the breath in his lungs became stale. 
	Finally she pulled away still smiling. “Sounds like you're starting to understand your mistakes, but I can't risk losing you. You're more than just the best mayor our town has ever had.” She watched intently as he gasped desperately for air. “I'm going to have to break you Mr. mayor, train you, make you mine. You'll learn just how much your life was in my paws all this time.” 
	Slowly she weakened the grip so he could breath just a little easier with each passing second. The parts of his brain not preoccupied with survival instinct were worrying about the mental state his secretary was in. How could she get like this after 3 months? He didn't want to think about the idea that the best friend he had in the village had always been like this and he somehow didn't notice it.
	“I-I-Isabelle...” He panted out still catching his breath even with her hands completely off him. Isabelle responded to her name with a harsh slap. “Bitch, did you not hear what I just said? You are mine, and a subservient doesn't just say their owner's name so casually unless it is allowed. You're good enough you might earn it one day but for now try it again without being so disrespectful.” 
	Tears rolled down the feline's face. “M-Mistress? Is that a better title?” Isabelle thought about it before nodding. “That will do just fine for now. I'm glad you're taking to learning quickly because we have a lot of ground to cover.”

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	A terrifying fact he learned at some point during the first day was that Isabelle had only taken off a few sick days so far and had all her vacation days to spend keeping him locked up down here, a temporary mayor being voted in to fill in for the office work while the secretary was out and the main mayor was missing. 
	Digby was taking some time off from his job too to help, the two overpowering the mayor whenever it came to tasks such as the feline going to the bathroom, or switching which bindings he was in. He did so acting like it was just any sort of thing where a brother helps his sister which made him wonder if she ever returned the favor by doing illegal things for him. At least whenever he was the one tying the ropes it wasn't as hard as when Isabelle did it.
	
	“I think you're beginning to enjoy this abuse mayor. What would the other villagers say if they knew you liked being smacked around?” His neck was currently under Isabelle's foot. Over the few days that had passed she had covered the cat's body in various bruises and other minor injuries. 
	She lifted her leg up letting him get a gasp of breath in. “Thank you for allowing me to breathe mistress.” Her tail wagged at hearing him recite the phrase she had drilled into his head after hours of breath play. “You're welcome. Remember how precious that air is.”
	Gently she placed her foot back down on his crotch. He wouldn't get to cum, but Isabelle thought he deserved a little bit of pleasure. “It's so cute how you squirm and mewl when I do this. It's like you were born to be under me.” While she kept rubbing her sole back and forth she noticed her pet was mumbling something. 
	“What was that?” Silence and a scared look told her that it wasn't anything good. Pushing down a little harder she slid until she was stepping on his stomach, letting her weight down onto it. “Tell me, the only secrets will be between us from the others, not from each other. I won't tolerate lies either.” 
	“I was saying...” Pausing for a second still a little afraid to say it out loud. “I was saying that there's no way in hell I was meant to be under a dumb dog.” Again there was silence as Isabelle processed what her beloved mayor told her. How could he? 
	“Dumb dog? Is that what you think of me?” The pressure she put against his stomach slowly increased. “After I was kind enough to let you breathe?! Such insolence will not go unpunished.” She lifted her leg up again only to bring it down hard.
	After getting a few more stomps out of her system she leaned down and grabbed the feline's tail. She gave it a good yank and dragged him over to the couch, pulling his whole body up onto it by the tail. Sore as he was his assistant wasn't letting up as she now was gnawing his tail like a chew toy. 
	“P-please stop! Can't I do s-something to apologize?” A cold smack of a metal ruler against his legs told him that he couldn't. Before the stinging could even go away she had hit him in three other places. She brought it down against the back of his legs, his back, and his ass over and over again.
	Seeing him struggling to escape the ropes only pissed off the secretary even more. Giving him a firm whack on the balls put a stop to that. Turning him over Isabelle took out her aggression on his front now. His chest and belly turned red, and even his cock couldn't escape pain. 
	 
	Without being able to see outside from the basement neither of them had any idea how much time had passed before Isabelle finally calmed down. It was a countless assault of ruler smacks, kicking, biting and punching. The mayor was leaned into her body as he sobbed. “There there kitty, I'm going to make it all better now. I'm sorry I lost control, but you need to know you can't just say such hurtful things. You already hurt me so much when you were gone so long, it made me want you to feel the same way...”
	She held him lightly as his crying died down. “L-l-let's not hurt each other a-anymore... ok?” He managed to say. Good thing his face was buried in her shoulder or he'd see the evil look on her face. “As long as you don't hurt me I won't hurt you my sweet.”

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	Weeks later the mayor finally returned back home after being found in the basement of an empty happy home house model by Digby. His kidnapper who beat him on a daily basis was someone he had never meet before and had a mask on whenever they went down to the basement so details on even a species was fuzzy. As such Isabelle kept at his side to make sure he was never alone and wouldn't get swept away by a maniac again. At least that's what the village was officially told. 
	Honestly the cat didn't mind the lie of a life he was now leading compared to his experience in the basement. With the details Isabelle told him to remember it was easy to forget where the line between the cover up and the reality was. Hell why shouldn't he embrace the situation, a twisted part of him loved Isabelle being around constantly. 
	A breeze came in the town hall as one of the villagers walked in the front door. She approached the front desk and asked the secretary if she could talk with the mayor. After an agreement the villager walked around the desk towards the mayor.
	“I was wondering if the town could get some more police officers? Not just because of what happened but since more businesses and people are moving in.” It was easy to see from the look on her face she added the last part so it wouldn't be so obvious she was scared having only two officers for the whole area. 
	Isabelle had turned her office chair staring right at the cat from over the villager's shoulder. A little shake of her head along with a confident 'I own you' look. “Well we can look into it, but since no one else local has police training we'd be asking someone to transfer all the way to the village. So even if we get someone it might take a long time.” He carefully lied to the villager.
	She nodded thanking him for his time and left the building. “That's a request that'll get lost in the paper work... right?” The yellow dog nodded. “I think our current law enforcers do a good enough job.” 
	She snickered to herself at the comment. “I think I heard some rumors about us being a couple around, so it'll be easy to be public about that soon. Isn't that great Mayor?” There was so much joy on her face she almost seemed innocent even to him. If the line hadn't already been crossed it'd be a point of no return, forever bound to a psychotic canine.
	“I look forward to it Isabelle.”