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Main kink: Breathplay

(Requested by anon. Jamie belongs to them.)", "writing": "When Jamie got away from his \"fiancĂ©\" Maid Marian, it looked like he moved faster from the upcoming wedding than he would if he were merely a mouse sprinting for his life against a starving fox.\n\nA shame really. She was undeniably beautiful, not to mention charming and gentle. She also really made him feel like he was the one for her, and that their love was true & everlasting.\n\nAs per usual by now, Jamie was half-tempted to go back to her and spend the rest of his days serving and providing for her as her husband, even if he knew he would always be beneath her. Not matter what she said to him or how she made him feel about their commitment.\n\nIt was all part of the manipulation, but he would've been willing to overlook that, for her sake.\n\nPlus, whatever was waiting for him on the next floor probably wasn't going to be nearly as pleasant. At least Marian's temptations weren't embarrassing and/or painful like Cera's was, or resulted in his death like Kaa tried to. Plus, he didn't have to wear a diaper, as like with Cassie.\n\nStill, whatever was next was doubtful to be nearly as pleasant as the previous floor.\n\nMaking his way up the short flight of stairs to the next temptress's room, Jamie tried to ready himself for the next trial of self-control. Thankfully, Marian's wasn't physically straining like some of the others, so he had a small chance to rest up a bit.\n\nThe door didn't look too fancy, this time. It looked like it hadn't been maintained very well, or even cleaned recently, for that matter.\n\nJamie sighed.\n\n\"Here goes nothing,\" he said, turning the knob and walking in.\n\nThis room wasn't nearly as well furnished as the last one. The walls and ceiling were all stone too, but the floor was a dirty stone slab with a carpet over it, giving it a look of a commoner's house, just a lot bigger than what they could afford.\n\nThere was still some fancy and expensive stuff, of course. Especially the sex toys and equipment, spread about the room.\n\nA quick observation around the room gave him an idea of what this dominatrix was into: breathplay.\n\nThere were several masks, collars, ropes, gags, and other items meant for suffocating people. And then there were the whips and chains, to keep them down while they slowly lost their breath.\n\n'Damn, this girl likes it heavy.' The fox thought to himself, taking a look at the equipment. 'I don't know if I'd even have the strength for this, let alone the desire.'\n\nThe leather sofa-looking thing closest to him caught his attention.\n\nThe zip running along the side of it and the hold present on one end of it gave away the idea that you were supposed to stick someone inside it and do what you wanted with them.\n\n'Hmm... Kinky...' He thought to himself again, looking at the zip. 'I wonder...'\n\nGrabbing the small metal tag, he tried unzipping it a little to see what might have been waiting inside for him.\n\nHowever, much to his misfortune, the arctic fox didn't get to see a whole lot, before he was interrupted so suddenly.\n\nSomething grasped his cock from behind, catching the young fix off-guard and making him cry out in surprise.\n\nJamie didn't have time to react, or even look, before the assailant made their next move. And it was a move that Jamie would've expected, if given the time to foresee.\n\nSomething wrapped around his head, cutting off his oxygen flow.\n\n\"Hurrgk!\" He grunted, his hands going up to his neck to try and grab whatever was strangling him.\n\nHe had a good guess who it was, but he didn't have a chance to confirm his suspicions, before he could feel his brain shutting down, second by second.\n\nHis junk being played with and no air getting in or out of his lungs, combined with the sudden panic of the ambush, was more than enough to make him black out.\n\n'Dammit.' He could only think as his body began going limp and his vision disappeared. 'Not... Like this.'\n\n***\n\nWaking up, Jamie could feel his whole body being restricted under something, with a weight being pressed down on his chest.\n\nHis eyes were heavy and a bit hard to open, but he managed, with a bit of time and effort. What he saw wasn't like what he expected to see in this tower's contents of cruelty and temptation.\n\nIt was another canine, like him. She was a Saluki, which was fine on its own, but her details were a little unusal for him.\n\nFar from the fancy-schmancy kind of attire and appearance that Maid Marian had, this bitch was dressed more like a common street gal. With her messy ruffled hair and smart-casual outfit of a black leather jacket, white crop top and blue jeans, she certainly didn't give off any kind of vibe that shouted high-class, like the previous would-be captor.\n\nStill, despite how she presented herself, she sure was beautiful, like the others.\n\nShe was sitting atop Jamie, who quickly realised exactly where he was, and had a few ideas of what she had in mind for him.\n\nThat sofa thing he was taking a look at before he passed out. The one that you could fit someone inside of.\n\nLooks like she was about to give him a demonstration of the real workings of the torture/pleasure contraption, whether he liked it or not.\n\nThe bitch didn't say anything, rather just fiddled around with something in her pocket.\n\nJamie didn't quite recognise what exactly she was holding. It appeared to be a little white box with some red and brown stripes across and around it, but that was it, as far as he could make out.\n\nWhatever it was, she opened it and pulled something out of it and stuck it in her mouth. Some kind of white stick?\n\nWhat was even stranger for the young fox hero, the Saluki held her finger up to the end of the stick that was sticking out, and a small flame emerged on her fingertip, lighting up the end of whatever she had in her mouth.\n\nThe whole thing didn't catch fire immediately, much to his surprise, but he was a little too nervous to start asking questions. Best not risking making her mad, now that she had him right where she wanted him.\n\nHis new mistress inhaled with the stick in her mouth, as small parts of the outer layer began burning away, leaving only some sort of grey ash thing from the inside, barely holding together.\n\nBefore he could get a chance to try and move, however fruitless that may have been, given his current position, she moved the stick right above his face and gently flicked her finger down on the top of it.\n\nAs she did, part of the ash dropped off and burned his face once it made contact.\n\n\"Oww!\" He yelled out, trying to pull away, but failing, since he couldn't move in the slightest.\n\n\"Ah ah ah.\" The Saluki scolded, flicking her finger on the end of the stick and burning him again, just for good measure. \"Sit still and be quiet.\"\n\nHer instruction was enough to make him comply, though he didn't exactly have much choice.\n\nThe stinging and burning from the cigarette was irritating, to say the least, but there was nothing he could do to stop her from doing whatever she wanted with him.\n\nShe didn't stop there, either. Once she pulled her hand away, her head took its place, getting right above him as her mouth was slightly agape.\n\nThe Saluki exhaled the smoke into his face, forcing him to breathe in the noxious fumes.\n\nJamie coughed immediately, trying not to inhale the smog as best he could.\n\n\"Mmmm.\" His captor hummed, pinching his cheeks to open his maw and blowing the contents of her mouth into his, forcing him to swallow her smog.\n\nIt was horrible nothing like he ever tasted before. It was so disgusting that he couldn't help but cough again, though it wasn't as easy as the last one, due to his mouth being held open.\n\nThe bitch took a few more drags and continued to blow her smoke into his throat a few more times, and Jamie felt his eyes beginning to water, both from the burning sensation and the pain that came with it.\n\nShe barely started with him, yet he felt that he was completely hers already. Given he was completely bound and helpless, fighting back didn't seem like a very viable option at the moment.\n\nThis continued until she was nearly at the end of her first cigarette, making the fox thankful that the torture may have been coming to an end soon.\n\nHowever, his relief was quickly dashed when she held the remains of the little stick over his mouth with her fingertips, giving him a good idea of what she was about to do next.\n\nJamie's heart sank, but he didn't have the strength, will or ability to stop her.\n\nAs he expected, she let go and dropped the thing into his awaiting maw, hitting the back of his throat perfectly.\n\n\"Agh! Ack! Cough! Gack!\" He spat and hacked, trying to get the stick of hot ash out, but failing miserably.\n\n\"You're welcome.\" The bitch said as she watched him squirm and gag, clearly enjoying every minute of his misery. Even more so when she made her next move; closing his mouth with her hands and forcing him to swallow the last of the cigarette.\n\nOnce he finally did, the Saluki got off of him and began unzipping the sides, freeing him from the constraints.\n\n\"Get out.\" She commanded.\n\nJamie didn't need to be told twice, though it took him a moment to move, from how stiff he had gotten.\n\nSlowly, the arctic fox lifted himself up and stepped out, feeling like his head was spinning.\n\nIt was then that Jamie realised he was naked, even if he should've picked up on that sooner. It wasn't as if his captor was going to leave him with his armor on or his weapon handy.\n\nSuddenly, a swift smack on the cheek brought his focus to her and caused him to hurry up, his mistress seeming displeased by the time he was taking.\n\n\"On the bed, boy.\" She ordered, gesturing to the mattress a few feet away.\n\nJamie didn't dare protest or argue, not wanting to incur her wrath. If her idea of an introduction was to suffocate him, knock him out and poison him with a cigarette, then he didn't want to know what she had in mind for when she was angry.\n\nObediently, he climbed on and laid down on his back, not knowing what exactly to expect.\n\nA sudden snicker at the sight of him like this turned his attention back to the mistress of this floor, and he saw her eyeing what he had on display down there.\n\n\"That's pathetic, child.\" She said to him, the slightest hint of an African-American accent in her voice. \"You give us canines a bad name.\"\n\nAs his mistress went over to her cabinet of toys, Jamie couldn't help but be curious.\n\n'What does she have planned?'\n\nWhen the Saluki returned, Jamie was surprised, yet unsurprised at what she was holding.\n\n'Oh, no...'\n\nIn her hands, there were a pair of black leather mittens, with the paws shaped like canine paws, but the fingers were closed into each other, leaving no means of gripping.\n\n\"Hold your hands up.\"\n\nJamie did so, though he didn't see why she would need to put mittens on him.\n\n\"So, you don't scratch or bite, kid.\" The bitch said, as if reading his thoughts.\n\n'That makes sense.' Jamie admitted, allowing her to finish putting the mittens on.\n\nShe was rough and quick with the task, and was done within a matter of minutes.\n\nIt was then that the second part of her plan was made clear, when she held up the muzzle.\n\n\"Open.\"\n\nJamie did as told and allowed her to place the leather strap around his head and secure the muzzle.\n\n\"Now, I'll get started.\" She said, pushing him down onto the bed, holding his arms above his head. Jamie could hear the sound of something metal clinging and clanging from where she was, as well as his leather mittens being pulled a little.\n\nIt became clear that she was attaching some binds of some kind to them at the head of the bed.\n\n\"I'm not gonna tell you to not struggle, kid.\" She said, finishing securing his arms in place and walking back over to the side of the bed. \"But you're just wasting your time.\"\n\n\"Mmhmm.\" The fox said behind the muzzle, his mouth not being able to move an inch.\n\nThe bitch grabbed the edge of the sheets and began pulling them over his body, tucking him into the bed, before grabbing his ankles and forcing his legs down, securing them in place at the other end of the bed.\n\nHe was completely helpless again, with his hands and feet unable to move and his mouth trapped shut due to the muzzle.\n\nHis whole body was starting to heat up from being under the sheets, and he could only make out the sounds of something rustling from where his new mistress was standing.\n\nBarely a moment later, the sheets over his body got heavy and pressed into him on some spots, indicating that she was climbing towards him on top.\n\nHe didn't have too long to ponder what she was about to do next, before she did it. His face was suddenly being suffocated by the blanket being pressed down into it, as he realised her ass came crashing down onto his face, her crotch slamming against his snout.\n\nJamie grunted in discomfort, his nostrils barely able to take in the air, with her sitting down on his face and his muzzle restricting the oxygen intake.\n\n\"MMMHMPPHHH!\" He groaned, struggling against the binds, trying to free himself before the pressure on his face began moving, back and forth, grinding against his nose and lips.\n\nOn the outside, the saluki held up the small box of cigarettes and pulled out another one, lighting it up with her powers again and beginning to puff it.\n\n\"Mmmm...\" She hummed in delight, leaning her head back as her butt continued to grind on her victim's face, the muffled pleas and cries not going amiss. \"That's good stuff.\"\n\nAfter exhaling the smoke down at the sheets, the dirty saluki grinded her backside on her new toy's bound face some more.\n\nBreathing was getting difficult for Jamie with every passing second, and what he WAS able to take in through his nose wasn't too pleasant. The stench of her dirty arse, smelling like she hadn't paid much attention to cleaning it recently, was the main scent his sensitive nose was picking up, and the second-hand smoke of her cigarette was the secondary source of air in his lungs.\n\nJamie tried turning his head away, but it did little to change the fact that he was still getting a lungful of her ass, while having the smoke blown on his body through the sheet, adding to the difficulty.\n\nHe didn't know for certain yet, but it seemed as if this sheet was filtered so that scents were easier to get into but not out of; the vile smells didn't appear to be getting out of his bed prison.\n\n\"That's it, boy.\" His mistress taunted, continuing to rub her backside on his face. \"You're doing great.\"\n\nThe fox could only whimper in response, not wanting to think of what else might happen to him if he were to disobey or disappoint her.\n\nShe continued her cruel assault, grinding her asshole all over his face, not caring at all that his air supply was severely lacking, and he could barely get any kind of air in, let alone precious oxygen.\n\nHis breathing got heavier and more ragged as the seconds went by, and she could only smirk, as the end of the cigarette was all that was left of it.\n\nMuch to the fox's relief, she finally stopped grinding on his face and got up, removing herself from the bed.\n\nJamie gasped for breath, the oxygen filling his lungs.\n\nHe was still gasping when the Saluki returned and began pulling the sheet away, exposing him to the chilly air of the room.\n\nAlthough that sense of relief didn't last long, as he saw what she had planned for her cigarette remains.\n\nWith an evil smirk, she took the burning end and brought it closer and closer to his chest.\n\n\"HMMMMM!\" He whimpered in anticipation and fear, not wanting to know what was coming, yet knowing full well what was going to happen, especially with the way she was aiming for his nipple.\n\nAs he expected, she pressed the butt down on his left tit, and Jamie could feel his skin burning and bubbling as the flame did its work, and she slowly pushed the ash onto his body.\n\n\"MMMMMMMMPPPHHH!!!\" He screamed, struggling and thrashing against the binds, trying anything and everything to get away from the agony.\n\nUnfortunately, his mistress wasn't finished. As soon as she removed it, the flame relit itself and she went for the other nipple, pressing the ember into his sensitive bud, making him cry out again.\n\nThe arctic fox struggled against the restraints and the muzzle, his wrists and ankles chafing, as his screams rang throughout the room, though they were muffled due to his mouth being trapped shut by her bondage gear.\n\nThe saluki didn't have any issue making him suffer, though. Her glee in his agony was on display as she watched him writhe and scream.\n\nIt wasn't until she was satisfied that she stopped burning him and tossed the used cigarette into the wastebasket beside the bed.\n\n\"Now, we have a bit more fun.\" She told him, before she reached under the pillow to get something out from there.\n\nJamie's heart sank when he saw what it was: a clothes pin. He knew exactly what she had in mind for him.\n\nThe young arctic fox began breathing a little heavier, not sure if he could handle her playing with him any more.\n\nShe took the pin and began opening and closing it, her eyes locking on the only available part of him that could still take air in his body.\n\n'No...' Jamie pleaded, but he knew it wouldn't help.\n\nSure enough, his mistress reached down and took his nose between the pincers, closing them and making the young fox yelp in discomfort.\n\nThe pain from the clamps wasn't nearly as bad as the burns were, but they were certainly no walk in the park, either.\n\nHis mistress seemed to pick up on his discomfort and chuckled a little.\n\n\"There, no more wasting MY air.\" She told him as she turned around and walked to the bathroom. \"Now sit tight; mama Rita's gonna be right back with your next treat.\"\n\nJamie felt the tears building up in his eyes, not even bothering to hold them back. 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And even worse, he couldn't breathe through his nose or mouth and his hands and feet were bound and unable to move.\n\nJamie struggled and pulled, trying to break free, but he knew it was a pointless venture.\n\nAfter a couple of moments of futile struggling, the arctic fox's body and mind began to give up.\n\nThe lack of oxygen was taking its toll, and his vision was beginning to blur, becoming hard to make out.\n\nJust when he thought things couldn't get any worse, Jamie felt something slap his manhood and his eyes darted open, as best as they could, and he saw Rita standing over him with something in her hands.\n\nThe bitch had a pair of scissors, which he could only guess meant one thing.\n\n\"Time for your little friend to meet mine~\"\n\nRita opened the scissors and aimed them down, right at the base of his cock.\n\n'NO! GOD NO!' Jamie cried, feeling the cold steel press against his manhood. 'Please... No!'\n\nHe tried his best to resist, but his energy was drained and his body was already giving up.\n\nRita snickered.\n\n\"That's right, bitch.\" She teased, pressing the blades harder, but not quite hard enough to draw blood. \"You're mine, now.\"\n\nJamie couldn't bring himself to respond, and his eyes were getting heavy, the lack of air becoming more and more noticeable.\n\nSlowly, Rita lowered the scissors further, and she didn't stop until the blades were pressed against his foreskin.\n\nShe didn't stop there, either. She didn't say anything, just continued on.\n\nAs his vision faded, Jamie felt the sharp pain shoot up his groin and the sound of the snipping blades filled the room.\n\nAnd then, nothing.\n\nJamie fell unconscious, just as his manhood was severed.\n\nThe pain was a distant memory, along with the rest of the world.\n\nRita laughed triumphantly and held up his cock, letting the blood drip onto his abdomen, while she began squeezing his meat like a toy.\n\n\"Looks like we win.\"\n\n---\n\nJamie couldn't tell how long he had been out, but he was woken up by the horrid, familiar smell of cigarette smoke hitting his nostrils.\n\nHis eyes shot open and he looked around.\n\nThe arctic fox was no longer lying in the bed, and he was no longer bound to the mattress. He was instead hanging from a rope that was around his neck, which was attached to a hook on the ceiling.\n\nThankfully, it wasn't tight enough to strangle him, but it wasn't exactly loose, either.\n\nThe room was different, too. It wasn't the worn down room that he passed out in, but rather a more luxurious penthouse-style room of the most expensive taste.\n\nThere was a big bed in the centre of the room, with a large mirror and a few drawers beside it, along with a window overlooking the surrounding towns and the balcony, which was open, allowing the warm breeze to blow in.\n\nUnfortunately, Jamie wasn't able to enjoy much of the sights, as both his head and body had been locked in place, with the the former facing upwards.\n\nAll he could move were his eyes; his mouth was being forced open by something. Some kind of metal ring preventing it from shutting.\n\n'What the hell?' Jamie wondered, struggling against the binds.\n\nA sudden chuckle and the smell of smoke brought his attention to the throne on the side of him.\n\nSure enough, the person who was responsible for his current predicament was lying there, looking at him, while she was puffing away on a cigarette. Only one much fancier looking than what Rita was smoking.\n\nThe pristine white coat and gorgeous fluffy blue hair, not to mention the fancy pink dress and expensive gold accessories gave away who he was in the presence of.\n\n\"So, you're finally awake, are you, Jamie?\" Georgette asked, sitting up on her throne and giving him a pitiful look. \"I was beginning to worry you'd never wake up, after your neutering.\"\n\nThe arctic fox didn't respond, mainly due to the device in his mouth, though he wouldn't if he could.\n\nIt was then that he also noticed another device attached to him: the tube thing his nose was connected to.\n\nIt wrapped around the end of his muzzle and followed a tube of some kind to a funnel Georgette was holding.\n\n'Oh no...' He realised.\n\n\"That's right, my sweet.\" Georgette told him, reading his mind and chuckling. \"It's a filter, just for you~\"\n\nIt didn't take a genius to figure out what that meant, especially with the name and context of his predicament.\n\nSure enough, the elegant but evil poodle took a drag and exhaled the dirty smoke right into the funnel, which quickly travelled down the tube and was sucked straight into the poor fox's nostrils.\n\n\"Ack!\" He squeaked, feeling the noxious fumes fill his head and lungs.\n\n\"Mmmm...\" She moaned, watching his reactions and moving the tip of the cig over his pried open maw and flicked the golden stick it was attached to, dropping a decent amount of the hot ashes inside.\n\n\"Mmmmgh!\" Jamie whined, feeling the hot ashes fall down his throat.\n\nGeorgette laughed and put the smoking stick containing the cig back in her mouth, continuing her cruel punishment.\n\n\"And to think, this little ashtray got past 5 of my guardians to get to you, Rita.\" She laughed, taking another drag.\n\nJamie's heart skipped a beat at what she just said, and more so, who she just said it to.\n\nOn the other side of him, another voice responded to her comment. This one sounding much more familiar; the last one he heard laughing at him before he passed out from having his penis snipped off.\n\n\"Maybe he begged them to let him pass.\" Rita's voice taunted him. \"Probably pleaded and cried so he could meet you, ma'am.\"\n\nJamie could only whimper as Georgette's laughter grew, the cruel mistress clearly enjoying his misfortune.\n\n\"Heh, probably.\" She agreed, exhaling another lungful of her deadly smoke into his nose through the funnel, and watching the young fox wriggle and squirm.\n\nHis movements were still limited, due to being chained to the wall, on his knees with his hands behind his back.\n\nIt was clear that his struggles were fruitless, though, and they could see it in his eyes. The poor boy knew he was completely trapped, and there was nothing he could do about it.\n\nAll was lost, now that he was captured. Hell, he didn't know how long he was out for, so Georgette could've enslaved his whole village and killed everyone he ever loved by now, and he wouldn't have been able to stop her.\n\n\"I think we've broken him, Rita.\" The poodle giggled, watching her newest victim squirm in her grasp.\n\n\"Wouldn't have been too hard.\" Rita responded, also joining her mistress and watching the fox suffer. \"He was already so weak and pathetic before he came to me. I just needed to remind him where he belongs, in your reign.\"\n\nJamie continued his struggles, though they were growing less and less, as the two bitches continued to laugh and taunt him, while the higher up of the two continued blowing smoke in his face.\n\n\"Aww, you poor thing.\" She teased, bringing the finished cigarette closer and closer to his mouth and holding it between her fingers, before she moved it inside his awaiting maw.\n\nJamie could feel the heat coming off of the hot stick, and could barely make out the orange glow of the flame peering out from his mouth.\n\n\"MMMMPPHH!!\" He yelled out, trying to close his lips, but the device around his head made it impossible to do so.\n\nGeorgette didn't seem too interested in listening, however, and just continued on, as the tip of the butt touched his tongue, moving left and right as she stubbed it out on his wet muscle.\n\nThe burning sensation made him squeal and cry out in agony, his body twitching and thrashing, but it was no use.\n\nThe arctic fox couldn't help but whimper and cry, as he felt the cigarette being extinguished, while the two women in the room enjoyed his misery.\n\n\"Aww, too hot? Sorry.\" Georgette feigned a worried tone, but her face told a very different story.\n\n\"Here, let me help cool it down for you, kid.\" Rita chimed in, taking a step forward, as if offering a solution.\n\nAs soon as she was standing in front and above him, Jamie could see her cheeks fill with saliva and she leaned her head down, spitting the liquid into his mouth.\n\n\"Argghh!\" The fox cried out, feeling the spit land in his mouth and dribble down his throat.\n\nThe arctic fox coughed and hacked, but it did nothing to alleviate the pain or humiliation. Only making the girls laugh at him.\n\n\"I think you've had enough for now.\" The poodle said, before she stood up and placed the funnel and the tube down on her throne. \"Come, Rita. We've a village worth of slaves to play with.\"\n\nThe pristine dog made her way towards the door exiting the room, but the street saluki didn't join her right away.\n\nInstead, she gave Jamie a sly grin before she picked up the funnel, turning around and placing it on her butt.\n\nHe knew exactly what she was about to do.\n\n\"Here, have a reward for making it this far.\" Rita said, before she relaxed her anus and a rancid hot fart blasted through the tube and into his awaiting nostrils.\n\n\"MMMGHHH!!!\" He groaned, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, as the foul stench entered his brain.\n\nRita just laughed at his dismay, knowing knowing the filter was only one-way, so Georgette wouldn't even be able to smell it, regardless if she tried to or not.\n\n\"Don't forget who did this to you, kid.\" She told him before she began exiting the room, too. \"You belong to Mistress Georgette, now. Have a nice life.\"\n\nThe arctic fox's body shook in the chains, as the foul scent and the realisation of his fate hit him, with a few tears rolling down his face.\n\n'No...' He thought quietly to himself, hopeless and helpless.\n\nRita's fart was the last thing he heard, smelt, and even tasted, before the door closed and locked him inside.\n\nLeaving the defeated hero to hang there, waiting for the next time the evil poodle decides to come back and humiliate him.\n\nForever.\n\nBAD END 6: ASHTRAY", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "When Jamie got away from his "fiancé" Maid Marian, it looked like he moved faster from the upcoming wedding than he would if he were merely a mouse sprinting for his life against a starving fox.

A shame really. She was undeniably beautiful, not to mention charming and gentle. She also really made him feel like he was the one for her, and that their love was true & everlasting.

As per usual by now, Jamie was half-tempted to go back to her and spend the rest of his days serving and providing for her as her husband, even if he knew he would always be beneath her. Not matter what she said to him or how she made him feel about their commitment.

It was all part of the manipulation, but he would've been willing to overlook that, for her sake.

Plus, whatever was waiting for him on the next floor probably wasn't going to be nearly as pleasant. At least Marian's temptations weren't embarrassing and/or painful like Cera's was, or resulted in his death like Kaa tried to. Plus, he didn't have to wear a diaper, as like with Cassie.

Still, whatever was next was doubtful to be nearly as pleasant as the previous floor.

Making his way up the short flight of stairs to the next temptress's room, Jamie tried to ready himself for the next trial of self-control. Thankfully, Marian's wasn't physically straining like some of the others, so he had a small chance to rest up a bit.

The door didn't look too fancy, this time. It looked like it hadn't been maintained very well, or even cleaned recently, for that matter.

Jamie sighed.

"Here goes nothing," he said, turning the knob and walking in.

This room wasn't nearly as well furnished as the last one. The walls and ceiling were all stone too, but the floor was a dirty stone slab with a carpet over it, giving it a look of a commoner's house, just a lot bigger than what they could afford.

There was still some fancy and expensive stuff, of course. Especially the sex toys and equipment, spread about the room.

A quick observation around the room gave him an idea of what this dominatrix was into: breathplay.

There were several masks, collars, ropes, gags, and other items meant for suffocating people. And then there were the whips and chains, to keep them down while they slowly lost their breath.

'Damn, this girl likes it heavy.' The fox thought to himself, taking a look at the equipment. 'I don't know if I'd even have the strength for this, let alone the desire.'

The leather sofa-looking thing closest to him caught his attention.

The zip running along the side of it and the hold present on one end of it gave away the idea that you were supposed to stick someone inside it and do what you wanted with them.

'Hmm... Kinky...' He thought to himself again, looking at the zip. 'I wonder...'

Grabbing the small metal tag, he tried unzipping it a little to see what might have been waiting inside for him.

However, much to his misfortune, the arctic fox didn't get to see a whole lot, before he was interrupted so suddenly.

Something grasped his cock from behind, catching the young fix off-guard and making him cry out in surprise.

Jamie didn't have time to react, or even look, before the assailant made their next move. And it was a move that Jamie would've expected, if given the time to foresee.

Something wrapped around his head, cutting off his oxygen flow.

"Hurrgk!" He grunted, his hands going up to his neck to try and grab whatever was strangling him.

He had a good guess who it was, but he didn't have a chance to confirm his suspicions, before he could feel his brain shutting down, second by second.

His junk being played with and no air getting in or out of his lungs, combined with the sudden panic of the ambush, was more than enough to make him black out.

'Dammit.' He could only think as his body began going limp and his vision disappeared. 'Not... Like this.'

***

Waking up, Jamie could feel his whole body being restricted under something, with a weight being pressed down on his chest.

His eyes were heavy and a bit hard to open, but he managed, with a bit of time and effort. What he saw wasn't like what he expected to see in this tower's contents of cruelty and temptation.

It was another canine, like him. She was a Saluki, which was fine on its own, but her details were a little unusal for him.

Far from the fancy-schmancy kind of attire and appearance that Maid Marian had, this bitch was dressed more like a common street gal. With her messy ruffled hair and smart-casual outfit of a black leather jacket, white crop top and blue jeans, she certainly didn't give off any kind of vibe that shouted high-class, like the previous would-be captor.

Still, despite how she presented herself, she sure was beautiful, like the others.

She was sitting atop Jamie, who quickly realised exactly where he was, and had a few ideas of what she had in mind for him.

That sofa thing he was taking a look at before he passed out. The one that you could fit someone inside of.

Looks like she was about to give him a demonstration of the real workings of the torture/pleasure contraption, whether he liked it or not.

The bitch didn't say anything, rather just fiddled around with something in her pocket.

Jamie didn't quite recognise what exactly she was holding. It appeared to be a little white box with some red and brown stripes across and around it, but that was it, as far as he could make out.

Whatever it was, she opened it and pulled something out of it and stuck it in her mouth. Some kind of white stick?

What was even stranger for the young fox hero, the Saluki held her finger up to the end of the stick that was sticking out, and a small flame emerged on her fingertip, lighting up the end of whatever she had in her mouth.

The whole thing didn't catch fire immediately, much to his surprise, but he was a little too nervous to start asking questions. Best not risking making her mad, now that she had him right where she wanted him.

His new mistress inhaled with the stick in her mouth, as small parts of the outer layer began burning away, leaving only some sort of grey ash thing from the inside, barely holding together.

Before he could get a chance to try and move, however fruitless that may have been, given his current position, she moved the stick right above his face and gently flicked her finger down on the top of it.

As she did, part of the ash dropped off and burned his face once it made contact.

"Oww!" He yelled out, trying to pull away, but failing, since he couldn't move in the slightest.

"Ah ah ah." The Saluki scolded, flicking her finger on the end of the stick and burning him again, just for good measure. "Sit still and be quiet."

Her instruction was enough to make him comply, though he didn't exactly have much choice.

The stinging and burning from the cigarette was irritating, to say the least, but there was nothing he could do to stop her from doing whatever she wanted with him.

She didn't stop there, either. Once she pulled her hand away, her head took its place, getting right above him as her mouth was slightly agape.

The Saluki exhaled the smoke into his face, forcing him to breathe in the noxious fumes.

Jamie coughed immediately, trying not to inhale the smog as best he could.

"Mmmm." His captor hummed, pinching his cheeks to open his maw and blowing the contents of her mouth into his, forcing him to swallow her smog.

It was horrible nothing like he ever tasted before. It was so disgusting that he couldn't help but cough again, though it wasn't as easy as the last one, due to his mouth being held open.

The bitch took a few more drags and continued to blow her smoke into his throat a few more times, and Jamie felt his eyes beginning to water, both from the burning sensation and the pain that came with it.

She barely started with him, yet he felt that he was completely hers already. Given he was completely bound and helpless, fighting back didn't seem like a very viable option at the moment.

This continued until she was nearly at the end of her first cigarette, making the fox thankful that the torture may have been coming to an end soon.

However, his relief was quickly dashed when she held the remains of the little stick over his mouth with her fingertips, giving him a good idea of what she was about to do next.

Jamie's heart sank, but he didn't have the strength, will or ability to stop her.

As he expected, she let go and dropped the thing into his awaiting maw, hitting the back of his throat perfectly.

"Agh! Ack! Cough! Gack!" He spat and hacked, trying to get the stick of hot ash out, but failing miserably.

"You're welcome." The bitch said as she watched him squirm and gag, clearly enjoying every minute of his misery. Even more so when she made her next move; closing his mouth with her hands and forcing him to swallow the last of the cigarette.

Once he finally did, the Saluki got off of him and began unzipping the sides, freeing him from the constraints.

"Get out." She commanded.

Jamie didn't need to be told twice, though it took him a moment to move, from how stiff he had gotten.

Slowly, the arctic fox lifted himself up and stepped out, feeling like his head was spinning.

It was then that Jamie realised he was naked, even if he should've picked up on that sooner. It wasn't as if his captor was going to leave him with his armor on or his weapon handy.

Suddenly, a swift smack on the cheek brought his focus to her and caused him to hurry up, his mistress seeming displeased by the time he was taking.

"On the bed, boy." She ordered, gesturing to the mattress a few feet away.

Jamie didn't dare protest or argue, not wanting to incur her wrath. If her idea of an introduction was to suffocate him, knock him out and poison him with a cigarette, then he didn't want to know what she had in mind for when she was angry.

Obediently, he climbed on and laid down on his back, not knowing what exactly to expect.

A sudden snicker at the sight of him like this turned his attention back to the mistress of this floor, and he saw her eyeing what he had on display down there.

"That's pathetic, child." She said to him, the slightest hint of an African-American accent in her voice. "You give us canines a bad name."

As his mistress went over to her cabinet of toys, Jamie couldn't help but be curious.

'What does she have planned?'

When the Saluki returned, Jamie was surprised, yet unsurprised at what she was holding.

'Oh, no...'

In her hands, there were a pair of black leather mittens, with the paws shaped like canine paws, but the fingers were closed into each other, leaving no means of gripping.

"Hold your hands up."

Jamie did so, though he didn't see why she would need to put mittens on him.

"So, you don't scratch or bite, kid." The bitch said, as if reading his thoughts.

'That makes sense.' Jamie admitted, allowing her to finish putting the mittens on.

She was rough and quick with the task, and was done within a matter of minutes.

It was then that the second part of her plan was made clear, when she held up the muzzle.

"Open."

Jamie did as told and allowed her to place the leather strap around his head and secure the muzzle.

"Now, I'll get started." She said, pushing him down onto the bed, holding his arms above his head. Jamie could hear the sound of something metal clinging and clanging from where she was, as well as his leather mittens being pulled a little.

It became clear that she was attaching some binds of some kind to them at the head of the bed.

"I'm not gonna tell you to not struggle, kid." She said, finishing securing his arms in place and walking back over to the side of the bed. "But you're just wasting your time."

"Mmhmm." The fox said behind the muzzle, his mouth not being able to move an inch.

The bitch grabbed the edge of the sheets and began pulling them over his body, tucking him into the bed, before grabbing his ankles and forcing his legs down, securing them in place at the other end of the bed.

He was completely helpless again, with his hands and feet unable to move and his mouth trapped shut due to the muzzle.

His whole body was starting to heat up from being under the sheets, and he could only make out the sounds of something rustling from where his new mistress was standing.

Barely a moment later, the sheets over his body got heavy and pressed into him on some spots, indicating that she was climbing towards him on top.

He didn't have too long to ponder what she was about to do next, before she did it. His face was suddenly being suffocated by the blanket being pressed down into it, as he realised her ass came crashing down onto his face, her crotch slamming against his snout.

Jamie grunted in discomfort, his nostrils barely able to take in the air, with her sitting down on his face and his muzzle restricting the oxygen intake.

"MMMHMPPHHH!" He groaned, struggling against the binds, trying to free himself before the pressure on his face began moving, back and forth, grinding against his nose and lips.

On the outside, the saluki held up the small box of cigarettes and pulled out another one, lighting it up with her powers again and beginning to puff it.

"Mmmm..." She hummed in delight, leaning her head back as her butt continued to grind on her victim's face, the muffled pleas and cries not going amiss. "That's good stuff."

After exhaling the smoke down at the sheets, the dirty saluki grinded her backside on her new toy's bound face some more.

Breathing was getting difficult for Jamie with every passing second, and what he WAS able to take in through his nose wasn't too pleasant. The stench of her dirty arse, smelling like she hadn't paid much attention to cleaning it recently, was the main scent his sensitive nose was picking up, and the second-hand smoke of her cigarette was the secondary source of air in his lungs.

Jamie tried turning his head away, but it did little to change the fact that he was still getting a lungful of her ass, while having the smoke blown on his body through the sheet, adding to the difficulty.

He didn't know for certain yet, but it seemed as if this sheet was filtered so that scents were easier to get into but not out of; the vile smells didn't appear to be getting out of his bed prison.

"That's it, boy." His mistress taunted, continuing to rub her backside on his face. "You're doing great."

The fox could only whimper in response, not wanting to think of what else might happen to him if he were to disobey or disappoint her.

She continued her cruel assault, grinding her asshole all over his face, not caring at all that his air supply was severely lacking, and he could barely get any kind of air in, let alone precious oxygen.

His breathing got heavier and more ragged as the seconds went by, and she could only smirk, as the end of the cigarette was all that was left of it.

Much to the fox's relief, she finally stopped grinding on his face and got up, removing herself from the bed.

Jamie gasped for breath, the oxygen filling his lungs.

He was still gasping when the Saluki returned and began pulling the sheet away, exposing him to the chilly air of the room.

Although that sense of relief didn't last long, as he saw what she had planned for her cigarette remains.

With an evil smirk, she took the burning end and brought it closer and closer to his chest.

"HMMMMM!" He whimpered in anticipation and fear, not wanting to know what was coming, yet knowing full well what was going to happen, especially with the way she was aiming for his nipple.

As he expected, she pressed the butt down on his left tit, and Jamie could feel his skin burning and bubbling as the flame did its work, and she slowly pushed the ash onto his body.

"MMMMMMMMPPPHHH!!!" He screamed, struggling and thrashing against the binds, trying anything and everything to get away from the agony.

Unfortunately, his mistress wasn't finished. As soon as she removed it, the flame relit itself and she went for the other nipple, pressing the ember into his sensitive bud, making him cry out again.

The arctic fox struggled against the restraints and the muzzle, his wrists and ankles chafing, as his screams rang throughout the room, though they were muffled due to his mouth being trapped shut by her bondage gear.

The saluki didn't have any issue making him suffer, though. Her glee in his agony was on display as she watched him writhe and scream.

It wasn't until she was satisfied that she stopped burning him and tossed the used cigarette into the wastebasket beside the bed.

"Now, we have a bit more fun." She told him, before she reached under the pillow to get something out from there.

Jamie's heart sank when he saw what it was: a clothes pin. He knew exactly what she had in mind for him.

The young arctic fox began breathing a little heavier, not sure if he could handle her playing with him any more.

She took the pin and began opening and closing it, her eyes locking on the only available part of him that could still take air in his body.

'No...' Jamie pleaded, but he knew it wouldn't help.

Sure enough, his mistress reached down and took his nose between the pincers, closing them and making the young fox yelp in discomfort.

The pain from the clamps wasn't nearly as bad as the burns were, but they were certainly no walk in the park, either.

His mistress seemed to pick up on his discomfort and chuckled a little.

"There, no more wasting MY air." She told him as she turned around and walked to the bathroom. "Now sit tight; mama Rita's gonna be right back with your next treat."

Jamie felt the tears building up in his eyes, not even bothering to hold them back. He just wanted it all to stop, but he didn't have much choice.

His latest captor, apparently named Rita, left the room and closed the door behind her, leaving him alone, still tied to the bed and with his nose clamped shut.

He was trapped, and he was hers. And even worse, he couldn't breathe through his nose or mouth and his hands and feet were bound and unable to move.

Jamie struggled and pulled, trying to break free, but he knew it was a pointless venture.

After a couple of moments of futile struggling, the arctic fox's body and mind began to give up.

The lack of oxygen was taking its toll, and his vision was beginning to blur, becoming hard to make out.

Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, Jamie felt something slap his manhood and his eyes darted open, as best as they could, and he saw Rita standing over him with something in her hands.

The bitch had a pair of scissors, which he could only guess meant one thing.

"Time for your little friend to meet mine~"

Rita opened the scissors and aimed them down, right at the base of his cock.

'NO! GOD NO!' Jamie cried, feeling the cold steel press against his manhood. 'Please... No!'

He tried his best to resist, but his energy was drained and his body was already giving up.

Rita snickered.

"That's right, bitch." She teased, pressing the blades harder, but not quite hard enough to draw blood. "You're mine, now."

Jamie couldn't bring himself to respond, and his eyes were getting heavy, the lack of air becoming more and more noticeable.

Slowly, Rita lowered the scissors further, and she didn't stop until the blades were pressed against his foreskin.

She didn't stop there, either. She didn't say anything, just continued on.

As his vision faded, Jamie felt the sharp pain shoot up his groin and the sound of the snipping blades filled the room.

And then, nothing.

Jamie fell unconscious, just as his manhood was severed.

The pain was a distant memory, along with the rest of the world.

Rita laughed triumphantly and held up his cock, letting the blood drip onto his abdomen, while she began squeezing his meat like a toy.

"Looks like we win."

---

Jamie couldn't tell how long he had been out, but he was woken up by the horrid, familiar smell of cigarette smoke hitting his nostrils.

His eyes shot open and he looked around.

The arctic fox was no longer lying in the bed, and he was no longer bound to the mattress. He was instead hanging from a rope that was around his neck, which was attached to a hook on the ceiling.

Thankfully, it wasn't tight enough to strangle him, but it wasn't exactly loose, either.

The room was different, too. It wasn't the worn down room that he passed out in, but rather a more luxurious penthouse-style room of the most expensive taste.

There was a big bed in the centre of the room, with a large mirror and a few drawers beside it, along with a window overlooking the surrounding towns and the balcony, which was open, allowing the warm breeze to blow in.

Unfortunately, Jamie wasn't able to enjoy much of the sights, as both his head and body had been locked in place, with the the former facing upwards.

All he could move were his eyes; his mouth was being forced open by something. Some kind of metal ring preventing it from shutting.

'What the hell?' Jamie wondered, struggling against the binds.

A sudden chuckle and the smell of smoke brought his attention to the throne on the side of him.

Sure enough, the person who was responsible for his current predicament was lying there, looking at him, while she was puffing away on a cigarette. Only one much fancier looking than what Rita was smoking.

The pristine white coat and gorgeous fluffy blue hair, not to mention the fancy pink dress and expensive gold accessories gave away who he was in the presence of.

"So, you're finally awake, are you, Jamie?" Georgette asked, sitting up on her throne and giving him a pitiful look. "I was beginning to worry you'd never wake up, after your neutering."

The arctic fox didn't respond, mainly due to the device in his mouth, though he wouldn't if he could.

It was then that he also noticed another device attached to him: the tube thing his nose was connected to.

It wrapped around the end of his muzzle and followed a tube of some kind to a funnel Georgette was holding.

'Oh no...' He realised.

"That's right, my sweet." Georgette told him, reading his mind and chuckling. "It's a filter, just for you~"

It didn't take a genius to figure out what that meant, especially with the name and context of his predicament.

Sure enough, the elegant but evil poodle took a drag and exhaled the dirty smoke right into the funnel, which quickly travelled down the tube and was sucked straight into the poor fox's nostrils.

"Ack!" He squeaked, feeling the noxious fumes fill his head and lungs.

"Mmmm..." She moaned, watching his reactions and moving the tip of the cig over his pried open maw and flicked the golden stick it was attached to, dropping a decent amount of the hot ashes inside.

"Mmmmgh!" Jamie whined, feeling the hot ashes fall down his throat.

Georgette laughed and put the smoking stick containing the cig back in her mouth, continuing her cruel punishment.

"And to think, this little ashtray got past 5 of my guardians to get to you, Rita." She laughed, taking another drag.

Jamie's heart skipped a beat at what she just said, and more so, who she just said it to.

On the other side of him, another voice responded to her comment. This one sounding much more familiar; the last one he heard laughing at him before he passed out from having his penis snipped off.

"Maybe he begged them to let him pass." Rita's voice taunted him. "Probably pleaded and cried so he could meet you, ma'am."

Jamie could only whimper as Georgette's laughter grew, the cruel mistress clearly enjoying his misfortune.

"Heh, probably." She agreed, exhaling another lungful of her deadly smoke into his nose through the funnel, and watching the young fox wriggle and squirm.

His movements were still limited, due to being chained to the wall, on his knees with his hands behind his back.

It was clear that his struggles were fruitless, though, and they could see it in his eyes. The poor boy knew he was completely trapped, and there was nothing he could do about it.

All was lost, now that he was captured. Hell, he didn't know how long he was out for, so Georgette could've enslaved his whole village and killed everyone he ever loved by now, and he wouldn't have been able to stop her.

"I think we've broken him, Rita." The poodle giggled, watching her newest victim squirm in her grasp.

"Wouldn't have been too hard." Rita responded, also joining her mistress and watching the fox suffer. "He was already so weak and pathetic before he came to me. I just needed to remind him where he belongs, in your reign."

Jamie continued his struggles, though they were growing less and less, as the two bitches continued to laugh and taunt him, while the higher up of the two continued blowing smoke in his face.

"Aww, you poor thing." She teased, bringing the finished cigarette closer and closer to his mouth and holding it between her fingers, before she moved it inside his awaiting maw.

Jamie could feel the heat coming off of the hot stick, and could barely make out the orange glow of the flame peering out from his mouth.

"MMMMPPHH!!" He yelled out, trying to close his lips, but the device around his head made it impossible to do so.

Georgette didn't seem too interested in listening, however, and just continued on, as the tip of the butt touched his tongue, moving left and right as she stubbed it out on his wet muscle.

The burning sensation made him squeal and cry out in agony, his body twitching and thrashing, but it was no use.

The arctic fox couldn't help but whimper and cry, as he felt the cigarette being extinguished, while the two women in the room enjoyed his misery.

"Aww, too hot? Sorry." Georgette feigned a worried tone, but her face told a very different story.

"Here, let me help cool it down for you, kid." Rita chimed in, taking a step forward, as if offering a solution.

As soon as she was standing in front and above him, Jamie could see her cheeks fill with saliva and she leaned her head down, spitting the liquid into his mouth.

"Argghh!" The fox cried out, feeling the spit land in his mouth and dribble down his throat.

The arctic fox coughed and hacked, but it did nothing to alleviate the pain or humiliation. Only making the girls laugh at him.

"I think you've had enough for now." The poodle said, before she stood up and placed the funnel and the tube down on her throne. "Come, Rita. We've a village worth of slaves to play with."

The pristine dog made her way towards the door exiting the room, but the street saluki didn't join her right away.

Instead, she gave Jamie a sly grin before she picked up the funnel, turning around and placing it on her butt.

He knew exactly what she was about to do.

"Here, have a reward for making it this far." Rita said, before she relaxed her anus and a rancid hot fart blasted through the tube and into his awaiting nostrils.

"MMMGHHH!!!" He groaned, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, as the foul stench entered his brain.

Rita just laughed at his dismay, knowing knowing the filter was only one-way, so Georgette wouldn't even be able to smell it, regardless if she tried to or not.

"Don't forget who did this to you, kid." She told him before she began exiting the room, too. "You belong to Mistress Georgette, now. Have a nice life."

The arctic fox's body shook in the chains, as the foul scent and the realisation of his fate hit him, with a few tears rolling down his face.

'No...' He thought quietly to himself, hopeless and helpless.

Rita's fart was the last thing he heard, smelt, and even tasted, before the door closed and locked him inside.

Leaving the defeated hero to hang there, waiting for the next time the evil poodle decides to come back and humiliate him.

Forever.

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