After the ordeal she faced in Japan, Dixie had to think long and hard about where she'd be heading to next. The festival was... Memorable, to say the least.

Flashing her bum out to the public crowd was exhilarating enough, giving her a thrill she couldn't enjoy with many other actions. Although the punishment and humiliation that followed wasn't something she'd ideally want to go through again. Especially the other public humiliation straight afterwards, when she accidentally entered a sumo wrestling match with an undefeated champion.

Their "fight" was entirely one sided, and Dixie got her butt well and truly handed to her. In more ways than one.

Fortunately, her next stop wasn't anyway near Asia, but rather situated in South America. Specifically, the home of the great and beautiful Amazon Rainforest: Brazil.

She had wanted to come here for a while now, and having found a flight that was convenient enough for her schedule and a tour that seemed suitable enough for her, she finally had that chance.

Her flight over was fairly standard, with nothing standing out that she felt the need to remember. Besides the view, anyway.

How tempting it was to stand up, drop her pants and show her goodie parts to the people below... Not that they'd be able to see her doing so, from how high up she would have been at the time.

But it didn't matter now. She had already landed the day before, and the tour had begun.

It had started with a quick walk around the city she and the other tourists were staying in, before they boarded the boat for the river cruise. The boat itself was pretty big, allowing for about fifty passengers. And the whole of the day trip was for just her group, meaning a hundred tourists would be seeing the sights along with her.

Which would have been nice, if only she was the centre of attention.

But alas, it wasn't as much fun as she thought it would have been. All she heard the whole time was about trees, birds, snakes, dolphins, otters, frogs and other boring animals like her.

Not too sure about everyone else, but she was sure as hell bored out of her mind. She just HAD to spice things up; give these people something to remember.

So, when the tour guide was showing everyone a part of the forest off to the side of the boat, driving their attention away from her, she decided to lift her shirt and flash her tits. It wouldn't hurt anyone, and it would give her that little thrill.

Nobody saw her do it, of course, but it was a decent start for what she was building up to do.

And then the guide returned his attention to the crowd, and Dixie pulled down her shirt to cover herself, smiling so innocently.

And as soon as he turned the crowd's attention to the other side, she did the same thing, getting her mammaries out whenever she got the chance. 

It continued like this for some time, the tour guide going back and forth between showing the people a certain area of the forest, and telling them "interesting" facts and stories about the place, all while Dixie played her little game.

She would have stopped and gone back to enjoying the sights and sounds of the jungle, but she was simply having too much fun with this, and she wasn't about to stop now.

It was amazing she wasn't caught by now, especially when she decided to start shaking her melons at the crowd, making them jiggle and wobble for the people to see.

And then, something happened.

Just as the tour guide was halfway through explaining what was so special about this particular part of the same-looking forest, something splashed out of the water right behind where Dixie was sitting, catching the attention of the entire audience of sight-seers.

Turns out the dolphins that lived in the river here tended to pop their whole bodies out of the water every so often, and this was what finally caused everyone to notice what she was doing.

While the mammals in the water might have wanted their eyes on them, they were instead turned to the fluffy rack of the female fox, who still had her boobs out and was midway through shaking them around.

A moment passed where Dixie and the others were all stunned by the unexpected event. And then another passed, and she realized what just happened.

Looks like the secret aspect of her little game was over.

"Madam!" The tour guide exclaimed at the sight of the uncouth display, "What are you doing?! Put your shirt back down, immediately!"

Dixie's first instinct was to pull her shirt back down and try to pretend that nothing had happened.

Her rebellious personality was telling her to do the opposite.

She went with the latter.

"Sorry," She replied with a smug smile, "Can't do that."

"What are you saying?!" He questioned, as the other members of her crowd had expected reactions of either amusement, lust or disgust. "Of course you can, just pull it back down! That's highly inappropriate! And illegal, too!"

"Really?" She asked, feigning surprise. "Never knew that was the case. Well, in that case..."

With a cheeky snicker, she pulled her top off, leaving her topless in front of everyone, eliciting reactions from all the witnesses.

And not just the ones in the boat, either. Some of the wildlife in the river and living in the rainforest itself came out to gander a look at the vixen and the free show she was putting up for them.

"Oh my!" The tour guide was stunned at the action, as were a lot of the crowd.

A few of the tourists were amused, and a few others were disgusted. But the rest of the group, who were mostly males, were enjoying the sight of the female's jiggling goodies on display like that. The ones that brought their wives with them had a few less-than-ideal reactions from them, but they couldn't help themselves, as it was their instincts.

"There, no more complaining~" She laughed, swinging them back and forth.

What was going through the vixen's mind was anyone's guess; whether this was the result of drugs, a dare, some sick sexual pleasure or just out of pure boredom, the fact that she was doing this kind of thing in front of a group of complete strangers was staggering.

And as if that wasn't enough, Dixie wasn't done yet.

Standing up and turning around to face away from them, the group knew that she had more planned than simply giving anime-style nosebleeds to the aquatic lifeforms living in the beautiful blue beneath the boat.

Slipping her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts, the vixen gave a sly grin as she swiftly tugged them down at the same time, exposing her bare furry butt and everything else she had hiding between her legs to everyone.

"My goodness, madam!" The tour guide was aghast.

The crowd was divided between those that were horrified, amused, aroused and confused, but no matter which of the four their reactions were, it seemed that Dixie got the ones she was after.

"This is a family tour!" The man stated, his cheeks red with anger and embarrassment.

"What's the matter, never seen a naked woman before?" Dixie smirked, looking back at him, shaking her money-maker at him with zero shame.

There was no doubt that THIS would be the highlight of the tour, and nothing that the guide could point out could even hope to match.

---

"Well, that was pretty rude!" Dixie muttered to herself, soaking wet and carrying her dripping clothes. "He could've just TOLD me he didn't like it!"

After her unholy display of rudeness via nudity, she knew that she would probably face some reprecussions for the immature act, but he didn't have to resort to literally throwing her off the boat.

It was just lucky for her that her bags and belongings weren't onboard with her, so at least she had that going for her.

Granted, he did say that someone would be back for her to pick her up, but that also meant leaving her stranded in the rainforest until that happened.

And outside on the coastline of the forest didn't do her much favors, leaving her to the mercy of the cold wind blowing on her wet fur. Plus, exploring probably would've been more fun than just standing bored for an hour or two. So long as she could find her way back.

So, turning tail and carrying her soaked clothes, Dixie ventured through the rainforest, to see what she could find.

Ironically, the only thing left somewhat dry were her panties, still clinging to her waist with only a few drops dampening them.

Unfortunately, she greatly regretted the kind she had chose to don today: the cliche anime teddy bear kind.

It would've been painfully humiliating if anyone caught her wearing these, almost as much as the incident in Japan a few weeks ago, but it was doubtful that anyone would find out or see her in them... Hopefully.

Her trip was boring as she thought it might have been, but at least it wasn't quiet. There was the cry of the monkeies in the trees, the hissing of serpents in the distance, the caws of birds in the air and...

Buzzing?

"Oh no..." The vixen thought to herself, quickly realising what that sound was, and how close it was to her, approaching from behind.

Her heart started to race as the buzzing got louder and louder, and she could feel the vibrations getting closer and closer to her.

It wasn't just one, either. She could tell by the different pitches and tones that there were more than a dozen swarming behind her.

They didn't sound happy to have her in their presence, and she didn't plan on sticking around either.

Sprinting away from the approaching swarm of bees coming after her, Dixie legged it for whatever was directly ahead of her, not really concerned for what kind of danger was in the way, or what she'd be running into.

She could hear them getting further and further away with each step, slowly but surely losing them with every running beat.

Finally, after a good few seconds of escaping the incoming stinging bugs, Dixie found herself somewhere she hadn't been expecting to see.

It was noticeably different from the rest of the forest she had seen so far. It wasn't just trees and bushes all around her, but instead looking much more civilized.

"The hell?" She asked herself, taking a look at the village around her.

The tour guide didn't mention this on the boat... Or did he? It wasn't like she was paying much attention to what was being said at the time, anyway.

Still, it threw her for a loop when she entered and got a look around. There were houses made of the tree wood, with a particularly big one in the centre, probably reserved for the chief, as well as designated lavotires to the side, something that resembled a medical housing in one corner, and what looked to be a school of some kind for the younger generation.

Taking a look at what else was nearby in this place, she also noticed a firepit, surrounded by decently-sized stone to prevent the embers from escaping and burning the whole place down. With a single sniff, she could detect a sense of smole could from it, so it must've been lit not that long ago.

Seeing as this village was likely still being used, it was tempting to knock on any of these doors and get some answers, as well as see if they had a spare jacket or pants she could borrow.

However, she didn't get the chance, a sudden sting in her right buttock stopped her.

"Ah! Dammit!" The anthro fox thought to herself, reaching her hand down to slap the presumed bee that caught up with her from a few minutes ago.

But she was surprised when, instead of the fuzzy little pest s she had thought, she felt something small and wooden, sticking into her arse cheek.

Grasping it and pulling it out, Dixie's eyes widened when she realised what it was: a blowpipe dart.

The same kind the indigenous people here were known to use to take down the animals for their dinner, which made her realise something else; something dreadful.

She was a fox. She was a meal.

Quickly looking around, the vixen soon found the culprit, and a bunch of others that were aiming their weapons right at her, in the distance and too far to make out their bodies or faces.

But that was all she could see, as her vision blurred and she collapsed to the ground, falling unconscious from the effect of the dart.

---

Waking up somewhere dry and warm, Dixie tried her best to get a look of her surroundings.

She didn't remember much of what happened before she passed out; all that she knew was that her head was spinning and she couldn't move much.

Her hands and feet were bound together, and she was stuck in a position of her ass being up in the air, with her head lying down on the ground.

Looking behind her, the vulpine found herself in some kind of hut, lit up by a nearby firepit.

Her captors weren't present, at least as far as she could tell. It was hard to see who was there, where she was facing a wooden sticks wall.

Just then, as she was about to call out for help or information, She could hear the curtain leading to the entrance/exit of the hut being shifted, and not gently, either.

"Are you awake, intruder!?" A booming feminine voice called out at her, much louder than it needed to be.

The question alone startled Dixie, even though she knew someone was now present with her.

"Y-yeah?" She answered, somewhat afraid of what was to come or who was addressing her now.

As the booming stranger began approaching her, the footsteps shook the large hut with each step she took. Her feet sounded more like sledgehammers with the way they slammed the floor with each stomp.

Not only that, but as her shadow also loomed over Dixie, getting close and bigger every time her foot hit the ground, the size difference almost immediately became clear to the fox girl.

"Holy shit!" The vixen thought to herself, as she could see her getting closer. "She's huge!"

That was an understatement; whoever this woman was, she easily dwarfed the intruding fox, even when she reached down to pick her up by the single rope she was bound with.

Lifting her up off the floor like a weightless piece of cloth, the larger person brought her face closer to the anthro, showing her features in a little more detail.

The first thing that stood out about her was her skin. Her fur was a gorgeous orange with striped patterns blacker than the darkest night, and her face was painted with what looked like tribal markings, in addition to its natural pattern.

Lord only knew what they meant, but Dixie very much doubted that she was going to get the chance to learn about them, even if she actually wanted to know what they meant or were for.

A tigress amazoness? That was a new one, she had to admit.

In the brief time she had of seeing her clothing before she brought up to her face, Dixie noticed that her choice of clothing wasn't any much better than hers currently were, in terms of leaving something to the imagination.

She had some kind of long cloth bandaged wrapped around her waist and chest, covering her mammaries and private parts, but that was pretty much it. She may have had some kind of bangles on her wrists, but she didn't give them much notice, compared to the size of her frame and muscles.

"How dare you invade our sacred grounds, outsider!" She snarled at Dixie, her breath alone being enough to blow her fur back with the statement. "You shall be punished severely for such a transgression!"

That certainly wasn't something she wanted to hear from the strong feline, and she dreaded to imagine what that entailed.

"P-punished?" The smaller of the two squeaked, already cowering from the size and strength difference alone.

The tigress, presumably the chief of this amazoness village, carried her like a suitcase to the outside of the hut, back to the great outdoors.

Not that they were so great right now, from the trapped vixen's point of view.

Unlike before she was knocked out, the whole village was bustling with more of these anthro jungle cats, all busy with their own thing. Whether it be sharpening their weapons, drying their "clothes", working out, sorting out their dinner or whatever else there may have been in the village to do.

However, as soon as their overpowering chief came outside of her hut, they immediately took notice and dropped what they were doing, turning their attention to the leader of their tribe.

Carrying her new little toy over to a large fallen tree stump, the chief sat down on it, facing the rest of the tribe as a loud thud sound echoed the moment she plopped her huge butt on the remnants of the fallen plant life..

"All!" She announced, echoing through the forest and gathering the crowd around them. "The intruder faces punishment now!"

A roar of cheers and support came from the felines, clearly approving of their leader's words, whereas Dixie was terrified for what was about to happen to her.

"She has committed misdeeds! GRAVE misdeeds!" She went on, before grabbing the central part of the rope with both hands and giving it a light tug.

And that was all it took to snap the rope, separating her bound hands from her bound feet.

"She has intruded our sacred ground! She has shown indecency in her clothing! But worst of all! She! Is! CANINE!"

A loud chorus of boos came from the tribe, showing disapproval for the crimes she committed.

It wasn't like she could help that last one, but they understood their bias, given that they were natural enemies.

Slamming Dixie down on her lap, the chief raised her hand before she continued.

"For such disrespect against us, only one punishment is fitting!"

The fox was too scared to ask what it was, but she knew she was about to find out.

Just then, two of the tribe members came over, carrying a large drum, fitting for the aesthetics of the amazonesses, dropping it to the ground beside them as one of them sat before it with a pair of large tree branches, serving as drum sticks.

"Now, let us begin, of The 1000 Palmada!" The chief announced next, bringing another roar of cheers from her kin.

Dixie wasn't sure what that meant, but she was certain that she wouldn't like it, whatever it was.

"Now!" She ordered the one behind the drum.

*SMACK!* BAM!

It was a pain in her butt that she had never felt before, nor did she ever want to feel again.

"Did she just spank me!?" The kitsune asked herself, feeling the unbearable pain in her backside.

But the chief wasn't done yet, oh no. Not by a long shot.

*SMACK!* BAM!

"Fuck me!" She shouted out, trying to resist the urge to cry in front of her enemy. It was unbelieveable how strong this tigress was, and she would much rather be back in Japan than go through this!

But it was then that she just realised something dreadful.

*SMACK!* BAM!

This was called the "1000" Palmada!?

"I don't think I can survive this..." She whimpered to herself, as the pain increased in her rump.

*SMACK!* BAM!

*SMACK!* BAM!

*SMACK!* BAM!

This was going to hurt...

Tears were already welling in poor Dixie's eyes, but she knew the punishment had only just begun. This must've been worse than any sort of medieval torture method used back in the day, and it sure would've made her crack and tell them anything they wanted to know.

Unfortunately for her, this tribe didn't seem to want to know anything, even that she was sorry. All they wanted was for her to suffer.

*SMACK!* BAM!

And suffer she would.

7 down, 993 left to go.

This was the worst pain of her life, both physically and emotionally.

She was being spanked like a child over the lap of the biggest and strongest creature she had ever met in her life, in front of hundreds of her kind's natural enemy, all bigger and stronger than she could ever hope to be, in nothing but her childish underwear.

And there was nothing she could do to stop it.

*SMACK!* BAM!

Dixie had stopped trying to hold in her cries and tears. She didn't care anymore, and neither did the chief, who was having a blast watching the canine take her punishment.

Clearly, she didn't know the meaning of the words "gentle" and "tender".

*SMACK!* BAM!

*SMACK!* BAM!

*SMACK!* BAM!

There was no doubt in her mind that she was going to have more than a serious bruise after this was all over, if not a couple of broken bones, too.

Whatever the opposite of a wheelchair was, she was sure she was going to need one for the rest of her life, possibly. Even the idea of sitting down again would trigger some PTSD in her.

*SMACK!* BAM!

If she made it out alive, that is.

*SMACK!* BAM!

A little later, at 45 strikes, the poor anthro fox was almost at the end of her tether.

Her vision was starting to go blurry from the pain alone again, and if she had the mental capacity left to concentrate on anything else at the moment, she would have been gutted to know that they weren't even 1/20th of the way there yet.

Her butt felt like it had been branded, but without the branding iron. She didn't need to feel it to know that it was red raw and tenderized like a fillet steak.

And even though she could barely register it anymore, the pain was still there, and it was still agonizing.

*SMACK!* BAM!

The amazoness had no sign of slowing down. It was like she had all the time in the world.

*SMACK!* BAM!

Though, it was fair enough if she did. She couldn't imagine what else these amazonesses could have been doing in their time. They were isolated from the rest of the world in the middle of a rainforest, so it was doubtful they had much connections to worry about.

*SMACK!* BAM!

She had lost count of how many times her ass was struck.

*SMACK!* BAM!

The pain was indescribable, as the fox was reduced to a mere whimpering, blubbering wreck.

Consciousness was fading, but the constant pain wasn't allowing her to go night-night so easily. Though she was slowly but surely getting there, anyway.

*SMACK!* BAM!

*SMACK!* BAM!

At 65, Dixie was sure she had a fracture, if not a complete break, in her pelvis.

Eveyrthing was going blank for her, and she was on the verge of passing out.

One last spank-

*SMACK!* BAM!

Was the breaking point, and her consciousness faded away, going completely limp over the tigress chief's enormous lap, though that didn't exactly stop her from dealing out the punishment.

She still had a few hours to go, and she didn't want to quit early.

*SMACK!* BAM!

With no will left to fight back or stay awake, the kitsune's limp body was thrown back and forth over her captor's lap, bouncing each smack to her buttocks.

At least she had given a crowd a show, like she wanted to.