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Previously, part 1 (chapter 1 and 2) was uploaded to my new haunting grounds around 2016, but the second part (which would have been chapter 3 originally) was conspicuously missing. \n\nI'm uploading it now in its current state with very minimal improvements, but I have to stress that Salon du Yiff is not representative of my writing today. A lot has changed, and I grew up, as a person and author, in the long time between starting this story and now. The narration is bloviating and prolix, and clumsy in general, and many little things make me roll my eyes now. Heck, I hate the word \"yiff.\" Regardless, I have a fondness for SdY, and apparently quite a few others do too. So here it is. I hope to return and finish this story at some time, or in some form. But I don't know when.\n\nWhile you can still enjoy this story for its plot and erotic scenes, here is a warning: this story is not finished, and there are no plans to finish it in the immediate future. It is presented here by request of some of my oldest fans, and is preserved as much as possible, even the old terrible, embarassing disclaimer and original foreward.\n\n\tNote: contains cubs, bondage and some moderate weirdness, but you will find no watersports, scat... basically nothing really weird. Also, as with my other stories, consider all expressed political opinions to belong to the characters that express them, or the character from whose perspective the narration is speaking; it's been over a decade since I wrote this, and I don't need political debates sparking up about things I may not necessarily believe any more, and may never even have. \n\nAlso note: the themes of abuse are not intertwined with the erotic themes, so don't worry about that tag. I don't engage in, won't indulge, and can't tolerate sexualization of trauma. \n\nOn request of @ThePhantomE", "description_bbcode_parsed": "This story was originally published online over ten years ago, as a side-project. Previously, part 1 (chapter 1 and 2) was uploaded to my new haunting grounds around 2016, but the second part (which would have been chapter 3 originally) was conspicuously missing.

I'm uploading it now in its current state with very minimal improvements, but I have to stress that Salon du Yiff is not representative of my writing today. A lot has changed, and I grew up, as a person and author, in the long time between starting this story and now. The narration is bloviating and prolix, and clumsy in general, and many little things make me roll my eyes now. Heck, I hate the word "yiff." Regardless, I have a fondness for SdY, and apparently quite a few others do too. So here it is. I hope to return and finish this story at some time, or in some form. But I don't know when.

While you can still enjoy this story for its plot and erotic scenes, here is a warning: this story is not finished, and there are no plans to finish it in the immediate future. It is presented here by request of some of my oldest fans, and is preserved as much as possible, even the old terrible, embarassing disclaimer and original foreward.

\tNote: contains cubs, bondage and some moderate weirdness, but you will find no watersports, scat... basically nothing really weird. Also, as with my other stories, consider all expressed political opinions to belong to the characters that express them, or the character from whose perspective the narration is speaking; it's been over a decade since I wrote this, and I don't need political debates sparking up about things I may not necessarily believe any more, and may never even have.

Also note: the themes of abuse are not intertwined with the erotic themes, so don't worry about that tag. I don't engage in, won't indulge, and can't tolerate sexualization of trauma.

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", "writing": "[center][t]Salon Du Yiff![/t][/center]\n\n[color=#ef2929]DISCLAIMER: As the author of this fictional tale, I must enforce the fact that the characters are not humans and the world of SDY is a fictional construct, a fantasy world very different from our own. I do not condone the sexual or \"BDSM\" related activities portrayed in this document (or any other) being applied to human minors. The \"kits\" (furry children) in this document also may not behave or react the way a human child in the real world would to these concepts. Once again: I unequivocally do not condone the sexual or \"BDSM\" related activities portrayed in this fictional document being applied to human minors in 'real-life'.[/color]\n\n[i]Foreword - 2021:\n\n\tThis story was originally published online over ten years ago, as a side-project. Previously, part 1 was uploaded to my new haunting grounds around 2016, but the second part (which would have been chapter 3 originally) was conspicuously missing. \n\nI'm uploading it now in its current state with very minimal improvements, but I have to stress that Salon du Yiff is not representative of my writing today. A lot has changed, and I grew up, as a person and author, in the long time between starting this story and now. The narration is bloviating and prolix, and clumsy in general, and many little things make me roll my eyes now. Heck, I hate the word \"yiff.\" Regardless, I have a fondness for SdY, and apparently quite a few others do too. So here it is. I hope to return and finish this story at some time, or in some form. But I don't know when.\n\nWhile you can still enjoy this story for its plot and erotic scenes, here is a warning: this story is not finished, and there are no plans to finish it in the immediate future. It is presented here by request of some of my oldest fans, and is preserved as much as possible, even the old terrible, embarassing disclaimer and original foreward.\n\n\tNote: contains cubs, bondage and some moderate weirdness, but you will find no watersports, scat... basically nothing really weird. Also, as with my other stories, consider all expressed political opinions to belong to the characters that express them, or the character from whose perspective the narration is speaking; it's been over a decade since I wrote this, and I don't need political debates sparking up about things I may not necessarily believe any more, and may never even have. [/i]\n\nPart II\n\nOriginal Foreword:\n\nSDY part two. Finally! \n\nThe focus of SDY has changed a little as the characters grew in my mind; this happens a lot with me, turning what was supposed to be cute short story into a full blown epic of epic proportions of epicness. With added epic. Only not so epic.\n\nThis installment is much larger than the previous one, which isn't surprising at all. There's a lot more sexual content, with more diversity in the activities performed by the characters. In this story I tried to include more \"true\" BDSM, especially S/M, because that topic seems to be extremely misrepresented on CC; most depictions of it are outright pathologically sadistic or the topic is avoided like the plague by the gentler writers. Virtually no one portrays it the way it's done 99.999% of the time in reality, seemingly because few seem to really know or care.\n\nS/M was barely touched on in the first installation. It was just implied that certain characters adored it to extremes. I wanted to give a more moderate, favorable introduction to the topic. It's also important to know (as someone reading my work) that much of this is pure imagination; while I do consult people with real experience, my experiences with BDSM (\"Bondage/Discipline, Dominance/Submission, Sadism/Masochism\") are limited, therefore it's entirely possible that despite my best efforts the poses, mental processes and torments the characters are subjected to are unrealistic or improbable. I tried to keep it realistic without compromising entertainment value, too. Hopefully my imagination doesn't fail me. \n\nSo let's get the show on the road.\n\n{2021 comment: I didn't know shit about BDSM. Still, I stand by this to some degree; I totally did it more justice than most internet stories out there, and Twilight can fuck right off. That's only tangentially related.)\n\n***\n\n[b]David [/b]lay on the couch watching the television. Or so it appeared. In truth, the wolf's eyes were glazed and his ears listened, yet his brain comprehended just about none of what they picked up.\n\nSome brain-dead kangaroo with big teeth and a vapid expression was chatting with an equally deranged-appearing cheetah about a new super-improved floor mop, with twice the squishiness of ordinary brands of mops, or some trash like that. David was literally bored into insensibility by the junk they came up with to flog off on mid-day T.V. \n\nIn his arms, his small chest rising and falling rhythmically, was a skinny, white-furred arctic fox. His ears flopped adorably down over his eyes, along with the drape of fringe that shaded his eyes from the glare of the TV and the bright overhead light.\n\nDavid lifted a paw up and lightly brushed the kit's ear, allowing his claw to just brush the pinkish skin inside. The ear twitched away and flopped back down.\n\nThe TV's volume was all the way down, but its high-pitched whine, coupled with the ambient noise of the ceiling-mounted halogens, were the only sounds in the room. A constant \"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!\" A relentless pressure on both his eardrum and brain, but he didn't dare move to turn it off, not with the exhausted Jeremy in his paws. Even if he wanted to try getting up without disturbing the kit, it would be impossible; the youngster had twined his legs around David's and crossed his paws at the ankles, as if worried David would try to do exactly that.\n\nHe groaned inwardly and forced himself to settle his attention back on the silently droning kangaroo. He reflected on the fact that, had he met this girl in real life, he'd probably reach for the nearest remote control and frenetically try to mute her. If that didn't miraculously stop her incessant praise for her mop, he'd resort to belting her on the head with the remote. Hard.\n\n.... Dammit, why the heck was he cursed with such good lip-reading skills, too? \n\nAnd damn that infernal, incessant \"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!\"\n\n \n\nRobby groaned when the matronly cat with emerald eyes unhitched him from the metal frame, and his knees buckled, dropping him to the floor. Within a second, Danny was helping him back up, chortling playfully.\n\n\"Are you okay?\" he asked, managing to inject some sincerity into his voice.\n\n\"It still tingles!\" the raccoon muttered tremulously. \n\n\"It's because of that cream,\" Danny explained, nuzzling the bandit-striped face close to his. \"It's cruel, isn't it?\"\n\nSarafina stepped over and firmly placed the fox's arms behind his back, padlocking them together at the wrists.\n\n\"Your turn, Robby,\" she said, winking mischievously at the raccoon.\n\nRobby stared blankly at her. \"What do you mean?\" he asked.\n\n\"You get to do things to Danny here.\" Sarafina's voice had a wonderful musical lilt to it, but she still managed to send a chill deep into the boys' bones. Nonetheless, she was kindly and confident, and Robby warmed to her almost instantly. \"What would you like to do now?\"\n\nThe raccoon narrowed his eyes and he was silent for a few seconds. He did kind of want some revenge, he supposed. \"Have you got,\" he finally asked, smiling cheekily, \"a table or something? A bed? Something to tie him down on. I want him comfy.\"\n\n\"Naturally. This way, kits.\" Sarafina tugged their leashes in the direction of the door they'd entered from. As they obediently followed behind the matronly feline, Robby studiously avoided eye contact from his boyfriend, who appeared to be whimpering silently...\n\nA squishy \"bliq!\" sound registered in David's infomercial-numb mind. That sound you hear when someone opens and closes their eyes a few times and the squishy goop in their eyes sticks together.\n\nHe looked down at the little kit in his arms; he was awake now, evidenced by both his breathing pattern and the fact his eyes were open. David lightly scratched the boy's concave belly and nosed gently at his ears. \"Awake now?\"\n\nJeremy made a weak sound in the affirmative. He shifted around and scooted upwards, allowing the grown-up more access to his tummy; he nuzzled at the gray tree-trunk of a neck. He was cripplingly shy, but Jeremy was quite capable of demonstrating affection now and then.\n\n\"Feeling better?\"\n\n\"Yes, thanks,\" Jeremy murmured, closing his eyes again. Then he stiffened and let out an anxious gasp. \"What's the time?\" he asked.\n\n\"Eleven thirty, Jeremy,\" the adult wolf said in a calming voice. \"It's not late enough for you to worry. Not even close.\"\n\nThe kit sighed in bittersweet ambivalence. \"I don't want to go home,\" he said, staring owlishly at the roof. \"I want to stay here all night. Forever.\"\n\n\"So why don't you? You know you can.\"\n\n\"My mom doesn't want me coming here,\" the fox-boy admitted tremulously. \"She thinks my brothers and I went to a friend's house.\"\n\nDavid saw problems with that straight away. Most siblings with as many years between them as the Amison trio don't share the same friends; even in the Salon, the trio would split up quite often. Even though they were close and vehemently protective of one another, the likelihood of three brothers so far apart in terms of age sharing one singular friend was not very high. Certainly not impossible, but it wasn't the best cover story.\n\n\"Why doesn't she want you coming here?\"\n\n\"She thinks it's disgusting that we come to a place like this,\" the fox-pup breathed. \"That it's wrong. That God says it's an abomination.\n\nDavid lowered his muzzle to the kit's ear. \"I have a different theory,\" he said gently. \"I think your mother is just looking for something to hurt you with. It's an excuse to control you and make you feel terrible. Because I remember you once telling me she hit you over getting the wrong kind of ice cream from the store; for your brother, with your own money. That she called you a worthless idiot because you only got 15/20 for a spelling test. I know that she picks on you far more than your brothers.\"\n\nJeremy's eyes stung and his lower lip trembled. \"I... don't wanna think about that.\"\n\n\"Then why do you keep coming back here? Do you blame yourself when she calls you those things? Do you think you deserve it when your mother, a fully grown vixen, punches you, a nine year old pup, in the face?\" David hugged the little kit tightly. \"You're wrong if you do.\"\n\nSilence.\n\n\"Where does your dad fit into all this, Jeremy?\" David asked suddenly. He'd never asked that before, he realized.\n\nJeremy seemed to die. His body went limp and all expression went out of his face. \"I don't have a dad,\" he said tonelessly, a great emptiness in his eyes; a void wherefrom a thousand terrible memories poured. \n\n\"I see...\" Actually, David was now more baffled about the Amisons than he ever was before. \n\nThe kit's face adopted a curious expression. \"You know what?\" he said, more fervent than before. \"I take that back!\"\n\n\"How come?\"\n\n\"I think I have a dad.\" He looked directly into the dark eyes of the twenty-three year old he was nestled warmly against. \"You. God made you like my dad, and my brother and a friend! All at once.\" \n\nThe wolf chortled, allowing the cub to enthusiastically snuggle his chest. That was one heck of a role to fill.\n\n'God,' he'd said. David remembered the kit wearing a cross occasionally; a golden one suspended by a delicate, gossamer silver chain that he rarely took off even when he was being tortured. A few months back, David had stopped seeing it around his neck.\n\n\"Jeremy?\" he asked, deciding that it was a question worth asking. \"Didn't you used to wear a cross?\"\n\nThe mass of white fluff lay on his back and nodded. \"We'd all go to church on a Sunday. But she started caring less and less about it since I was about six. We stopped going when dad...\" Jeremy brushed one of his pure-white locks from his eye. \"I like God,\" the kit said firmly. \"Wherever I am, whenever I'm alone, He cares about me. When no one else does, He loves me. But when mom started hurting us more, and there was nothing I could do... I thought He didn't care.\" \n\n\"And now?\"\n\n\"Now I think the only way I could've met someone like you is if God made it happen!\" Jeremy nibbled on a nearby finger playfully. \n\nDavid chose not to speak. Losing faith in someone or something was like having a dagger plunged into your heart, especially to a child. Although David himself was no Christian, and he certainly had no faith in determinism and fatalism, he knew the value of faith. A fur needed something positive to believe in, even if it's just themselves alone, and a kit like Jeremy had few constants for him to have faith in: like the constant beatings his mother administered. He could quite confidently have faith in the existence of those...\n\n\"Jeremy,\" the wolf said cautiously. \"If I were to say that I'm considering telling the police about the way your mother hurts you, what would you say?\"\n\n\"No!\" the kit said, tensing like someone had fried him with a million volts. His tiny, sharp claws dug painfully into the wolf's arms. \"Don't!\" \n\nDavid fought the impulse to wince; the youngster's claws were needle sharp, needing a major trim. \"Why do you say that?\"\n\n\"They'll take us away!\" he said in a shrill whisper. \"They'll take away my brothers! That's so much worse than anything my mother does! Anything!!\" He tensed all over, clutching the adult for dear life. \"Please! Don't!\"\n\nThe wolf extricated his arm from the kit's claws. \"Alright,\" he said soothingly. \"Alright. We'll talk about it later.\" He ruffled the kit's head-fur. It all sounded like a threat of his mother's but he believed it so strongly. \"Tell me when you're ready to go play with those guys I mentioned earlier, or have you changed your mind?\"\n\nThe arctic pup sighed an immense sigh of relief. \"No.\" \n\nDanny was breathing hard, excited.\n\nThe African cat was strapping him onto a table. It was adjustable, standing currently at three and a half feet off the ground, similar to the chairs at the dentist, only straighter, so you were lying down as opposed to just slightly reclined. It was cushioned, a soft, comfy 'bed' covered in a synthetic material... and it was perfectly designed for restraining a kit.\n\nSarafina stepped back and admired the cute, lithe kit, all four limbs immobile, lying on the restraining table. The table was fitted with a sort of memory cloth common on chiropractic beds and pillows; after about ten minutes, it would match the occupant's spinal shape and the kit's head would sink into a comfortable recession, made by his or her own body warmth and pressure. This chair looked simple, but it cost more money than these kits had ever seen.\n\n\"I really should stick around and supervise,\" Sarafina mused aloud, \"but I have left another kit in the Dungeon, so I'll have to leave it up to you.\" She scratched the raccoon's ears. \"You're a newcomer, but I think you're responsible enough. If you love your boyfriend there and make sure you follow the rules, you should be okay.\"\n\n\"What are the rules, miss?\" the raccoon enquired.\n\n\"Don't hurt him, and if he's terrified, stop,\" she shrugged. \"Use your judgement. I'll be back in five minutes to make sure you don't to anything lethal to him. Come get someone if you have any problems.\"\n\nShe bustled out the door, leaving the excited Danny strapped to a table and a raccoon sporting a grin alone with him.\n\nRobby hovered over the restrained fox, letting his eyes wander over every visible patch of fur. He hesitated for a bit on the taut tummy. He let a paw lie on it. He was silently impressed, as usual, at his friend's form; ever since he'd known Danny, he'd had extremely good muscle tone for such a young kit. Rubbing the area softly, he could feel the sinuous muscles underneath the fox's lush fur.\n\nIt was true that Robby hadn't done much in recent years, but his mother's wishes to the contrary meant nothing. He still wanted Danny. He knew what the feeling he got when he was looking at an attractive other boy was called. He knew what it could lead to and he wanted it.\n\n\"R-robby,\" the fox stammered. \"Don't go too crazy...\"\n\nRobby ignored him. \"Y'know,\" he taunted, \"I wanna strap your waist down, too, but I wouldn't be able to look at your cute tummy then...\" He stared at the fox's belly. Danny wriggled and squirmed as if the mere touch of Danny's eyes was the most ticklish thing he'd ever felt.\n\nNow that was an idea...\n\nJeremy had gone to the toilet, leaving David alone for probably the first time since he'd gotten here this morning. He didn't remember. There was only a few kits here this early, but most of them demanded time in some way.\n\nHe stood, stretching his muscles, sore from having to lie in one position for two hours with a weary kit in his arms, and advanced on the kitchen; he was truly starved, now.\n\n\t\"Fooood...\" he groaned loudly. He hadn't really eaten what you could call a breakfast; for a wolf in his early twenties, a piece of salami doesn't quite cut it in the mornings. David wasn't intent on the prospect of continuing to run on empty for much longer.\n\n\tHe paused at the entrance to the kitchen and blinked. The cloakroom, a medium-sized walk-in wardrobe in the staff-only section of the kitchen ante-chamber, was open, its varnished oak door ajar; he'd left it open earlier when he'd bunged the Amisons' clothes in. He'd have to take their clothes to their locker soon.\n\n\t\"That was dense of me,\" he breathed, relieved he was the first person to notice it. He ambled over to it to close and lock it, when something snatched at his attention.\n\n\tHis lupine eyes clicked down, locking onto a small yellow notebook on the tiles. Curious, David knelt and lifted it up to examine. \n\n\tHe flipped the first page over and started. It wasn't a notebook, rather some kit's diary. The writing was neat for a kit, especially a boy, slanting slightly to the left and tightly packed onto lines barely a fifth of an inch wide. \n\n\tDavid nibbled his lower lip and set his features in a frown. Evidently, the diary belonged to a compulsively neat, left-handed kit, judging by the handwriting, which effectively narrowed down the prospective owners. David turned the page, searching in vain for a name or some other hint at the identity of the owner of the diary.\n\n\tThe more he studied the handwriting, the more convinced he became that, by sheer coincidence, he was holding Jeremy Amison's diary in his paws... little things, like the neatness, the drive to keep between the lines, as well as the fact that Jeremy was left handed. None of his brothers were and there were very few kits here right now.\n\n\tDavid couldn't bring himself to read very much, so he just glanced over a few pages- after all, a kit's diary is supposedly sacrosanct and safe from adults- more for confirmation than any curiosity. His eyes alit on what seemed to be a verse, or poem of some kind... he squinted at the worryingly tidy words... it was a poem, written in simple meter, like a child's limerick. \n\n\tHe read it. The rhythm and cadence was cute, written most certainly in the template of a limerick, sort of like the silly sing-songs you'd see kits jumping the rope while singing. But there was nothing charming about the subject; the images it conjured, the possibilities it raised... \n\n\tThe wolf suddenly felt inexplicably sick. He flipped the notebook closed and stared blearily at the yellow front. \n\n\tHe should be worried, concerned. Maybe angry. Perhaps indignant. But instead, he had subconsciously suppressed those emotions... and they had immediately festered and manifested themselves as a queasy void in his stomach. He was quite literally sick with rage.\n\n\tHe reached out and took a hold of Jeremy Amison's shorts, slipped the diary into his front pocket without even caring if that was where it came from originally, and backed away, closing the door. He locked it with a clunk and turned to head back to business.\n\n\tDavid would try for food again later.\n\n\tHe had just lost his appetite. \n\n\tThe rhyme had been about not being able to sleep because the writer was scared of being abused. It was not cheerful material.\n\n\t\"So when?\" Diane asked suddenly.\n\n\tAria started, looking at her sister over the piece of cake she was a second away from stuffing in her muzzle. \"What?\"\n\n\t\"When are you going to that place?\"\n\n\t\"Today. I wanna see why you like it so much.\" \n\n\t\"Really?\"\n\n\tThe birthday party was winding down. If it had even been wound up in the first place; most of Aria's friends were unable to attend, so Aria's tenth was a rather dull affair, without much present or pep. Aria knew that her parents planned to have another party in a week or so, with all of her friends invited, and that this party was mostly for the relatives.\n\n\tThe group was sat at a large table, eating themselves into insensibility. Aria and Diane were seated opposite, with the former staring intently at her discount member's card for Salon Du Yiff. \n\n\t\"Uh-huh,\" replied Aria, putting down the card and reaching for some potato chips. \"There are kits in my class at school who've been going to this place since last year. I'm late.\"\n\n\t\"Ah, I see.\" The elder mouse sniggered silently and pushed the plate of barbecue chips closer to her sister. \"In that case, I'll come with you.\"\n\n\tAria forcibly suppressed a whoop of joy; that was what she'd hoped for! She could take advantage of her sister's experience. \"Okay!\" she piped, smiling.\n\n\t\"Girls,\" their mother chided, reaching over and bearing the plate of chips away, \"quit eating junk. A tummy wouldn't suit either of you.\"\n\n\t\"Yes, mom.\" Aria didn't care anyway... she'd already purloined a handful and was munching them presently.\n\n\t\"Diane?\" The kindly mouse in her thirties laid a loving paw on her daughter's shoulder. \"When will you two be going to that place?\"\n\n\tThe mouse-girl shrugged and brushed her long strawberry blonde hair from her eyes when it slipped over her slender shoulders. \"Whenever Aria decides to go. I've got nothing better to do all day.\"\n\n\t\"Well, wait until the party's over, get that 'brochure' they gave you with that card, and thrash out with Aria what she's going to do...\" she paused. \"I can trust you to make sure she isn't put in danger or hurt or anything, right?\"\n\n\t\"Naturally,\" Diane replied coolly. \"No more than she wants.\"\n\n\tAria chimed in. \"They do what you want, more or less, right?\"\n\n\tDiane nodded. \"You tell them what you want done; there's more to it than that, but you'll understand better when you get to read the brochure.\"\n\n\t\"So don't worry mom!\" the birthday girl reassured her mother with a charming grin, displaying her mousey buck teeth. \"I'm not the least bit interested in whips, needles and all that stuff!\"\n\n\t\"Don't be too sure of that...\" remarked Diane, a mystifying little smile on her face. \n\n\t\"Why...?\" Aria eyed her older sis charily. \n\n\t\"Never mind.\"\n\n\tRobby had slowly worked his paw down to his restrained boyfriend's foot, enjoying the growing look of apprehension on the fox's face. He smiled and began to caress the lithe leg. \"So, Danny...\" he began, forcing his voice to keep from shaking with excitement - he was suddenly so glad he came here today!! This was a lot of fun.\n\n\t\"H-huh?\" stammered the fox, inadvertently tensing his stomach and pulling on his bonds. \n\n\t\"I know we've never gotten my mom to let me stay at your house before,\" the raccoon continued, beating a smile away. \"But what would you do if I said I was thinking about trying again?\" He enclosed the soft fox paw in his grasp. \n\n\t\"A-again?\" Danny swallowed, hoping his tormentor wouldn't notice that he was worried about the possibility of a paw-tickle attack... \"I'd love you!\"\n\n\t\"So, you want me to?\"\n\n\t\"You bet!\"\n\n\t\"What would we do at your place?\"\n\n\tDanny blinked. \"Huh?\" \n\n\tThe raccoon drew a tickling claw up the muscular surface of the fox's tummy, and the tied Danny yipped in surprise. \"More importantly, what would you do for me to make it worth my effort?\" Robby intoned, sliding another equally ticklish claw across, barely letting his nails touch the furry surface. \"Well? You'd better be convincing and interesting, Danny, if you want me to stop tickling you...\"\n\n\t\"Oh man!\" Danny chortled, writhing under a sudden and vicious assault on his belly. What he said next started out like the beginning of \"Stop\", but it trailed into some kind of keening screech. \"Roobbyyyy!!\" he cried shrilly. \n\n\t\"Well?\" The raccoon paused.\n\n\t\"I-I dunno!\" Even as he said it, Danny knew it was the wrong answer. The wrong answer by a mile and a half.\n\n\tThe claws gently slid down the sides of his chest this time, the extremely sensitive area under the arms, and the resultant screech was astonishing - he was glad to get his own back for the earlier treatment. \n\n\tDanny tried to force something past his giggles, but Robby didn't give him much time.\n\n\t\"I'm waiting,\" the raccoon said in a pseudo-cold tone, tweaking Danny's 'outtie' navel that protruded just slightly from his flat stomach. Even that unimpressive act was ticklish enough to set the fox to wriggling futilely on the table. \"Oh, why didn't I do this to you before?\" Robby's voice was chirpy. \"C'mon, Danny! What will we do?\"\n\n\tDanny blurted, \"We'd cuddle at night!\" in between his laughter. \n\n\t\"Oh come on,\" Robby admonished, wriggling his fingers all over the proffered taut belly. \"We'll be doing plenty of that all day.\"\n\n\t\"Aaaiiee! Okay! We'll kiss and cuddle... all day and night!\" Dan was definitely trying to provoke his tormentor.\n\n\t\"That's not enough, not for me!\" The ten-fingered assail on the fluffy white belly elicited the most violent response yet. Robby pressed in firmly, scrabbling torturously around the muscular tummy to the sides of the bound fox boy's ribs. Danny shrieked and jerked at his bonds, thrashing around wildly.\n\n\t\"WAAAAH!\" he keened, trying in vain to wriggle away from those detestable fingers. Tears welled in his eyes. \"Alright! Okay!\" his voice was stretched, tenuous on its highest register. \"I'll suck you! Under the covers, in the shower, wherever you want me to!\"\n\n\t\"We're getting there...\" Danny didn't relent however. \"What else?\"\n\n\t\"Yeeeehh!!\" \n\n\t\"Really? Oh, golly, I never thought you'd do that...\" \n\n\t\"Robby, I am so gonna tie you down and make you beg for mercy as I suck your brain right out of your dick for this!\" Danny said fervently, trying to make a threatening face despite the overwhelming urge to scream and laugh; he didn't manage, his face looking more contorted than the contents of a lava lamp. He burst out laughing; what an interesting threat!\n\n\tThe raccoon ceased, instead opting to rub and stroke his friend's chest and tummy. \"I guess that's good enough,\" he chortled, a mischievous gleam in his eye.\n\n\tDanny stared at him for a second, until his muzzle split into a giant grin...\n\n\t\"For now.\" \n\n\t\"What are you doing in here?\" Sarafina demanded abruptly.\n\n\tDavid jumped and nearly collapsed backwards from the pantry. \"Waah!\"\n\n\t\"I love doing that.\"\n\n\t\"Christ!\" David cried hoarsely. \"Find a new hobby; one that doesn't shave off decades of my life expectancy, if you please...\"\n\n\tSarafina chuckled indulgently and opened the fridge. \"Looking for something to eat?\"\n\n\t\"No.\" David resumed his scouring of the cupboard. \"I was hungry until about a minute ago. I came back here to find a pen.\"\n\n\t\"In the pantry?\"\n\n\t\"That's were I keep the spares. You know that.\"\n\n\t\"I still find it amusing.\"\n\n\tDavid chortled. \"I love you, Sarafina!\" \n\n\t\"I know. Good of you to point it out though.\"\n\n\t\"Hmm... I can't find any of my pens...\"\n\n\tSarafina nodded and pulled a bottle of blackcurrant juice out of the fridge. \"I moved them. They're in your study.\"\n\n\t\"Why didn't you tell me?\" There was but a note of frustration.\n\n\t\"I forgot.\"\n\n\tThe wolf shook his head and flattened his ears, releasing a long-suffering sigh. \"You do this to me on purpose, don't you?\"\n\n\t\"As I said, it's one of the things that keep me amused.\"\n\n\t\"You're easily amused, Sarrie.\" David smiled fondly at her and walked out the door.\n\n\tSarafina smiled to herself and leaned on the counter, pouring a generous amount of blackcurrant juice into her cup. She had just begun to sip at it when her sensitive feline ears registered a sound so soft it quite nearly escaped her. She turned and saw a naked arctic fox, standing shyly in the doorway with the expression of someone wishing to ask a question.\n\n\t\"Yes, Jeremy?\" she enquired, placing her cup on the counter.\n\n\tThe little fox-boy padded forwards a few steps and smiled bashfully up at the cat. \"Have you seen David, Sarrie?\" \n\n\t\"Yes. He'll be back soon; he's just gone to get a pen for something.\" \n\n\t\"Okay.\"\n\n\t\"How are you feeling?\"\n\n\tJeremy flicked his pointed, refined ears in an equivalent to a shrug. \"I'm alright now. It doesn't hurt anymore.\"\n\n\t\"That's good. Let's keep it that way, huh?\" Sarafina quickly ran her eyes over the boy's frame. He gave no outward indications that he was still hurting, and the blood that had marred the splendid white of his fur was gone. \n\n\tJeremy was a medium sized kit - as in, definitely not tall for his age, but not overly short either. His fur was so unutterably perfect he'd win a beauty contest hands-down... if he wasn't so skinny, that is. The fox-kit was barely a stage or two above emaciated; just enough meat on him to keep him from the danger zone, but it was doubtful he ate more than one or two hot meals a day. \n\nThough they were all quite thin, it seemed like the mother denied Jeremy food more than the others. She certainly never let him take baths, as the only reason his fur was so splendid was because David and herself washed him in this very building.\n\n\tJeremy was, obviously, a profoundly submissive boy, blessed with a wondrous pelt, lithe, cute body and the least combative nature imaginable. As far as anyone could tell, he was naturally submissive and humble in the first place, but after years of emotional and physical abuse from his mother, the pup had had every iota of his independence and assertiveness beaten away from him, so he was relying a lot on his brothers and the kindness of others. Yet he still pressed on, attending school and hiding his various scars for what he believed to be the sake of his brothers; he may not command it, but the boy deserved a lot of respect.\n\n\tSarafina looked away and took her cup to her muzzle yet again. Although Salon Du Yiff hadn't any specific rules or anything like that restricting who could join up as a staff member, David had done all in his power to keep certain elements away from the collection of supplicant boys and girls. Not the cub-lovers- it was damn near impossible to figure out who they were from a crowd anyway- but the sadists, sociopaths and general nuts. It was not possible to work in a place like Salon Du Yiff and not develop any admiration for the young bodies that were paraded in front of you daily, so it wasn't that kind of people that were the problem. \n\n\tAcquiring an admiration for their bodies was one thing, but Sarafina was perpetually amazed by the minds and hearts of the children. She wouldn't give up this job for the world. \n\n\tJeremy padded a few steps closer to the adult cat. \"U-umm...\" He didn't know if he was allowed in the kitchen. \"Can I have something to drink?\"\n\n\t\"Would you like some juice?\"\n\n\t\"Yes please.\"\n\n\tSarafina wordlessly filled another cup, this one a small, green plastic one, and handed it to the kit. \n\n\t\"Thank you.\"\n\n\tMeanwhile...\n\n\tRobby drew a ticklish claw down his bound friend's thighs, winning a shrill squeak for it. \n\n\t\"Robby!\" Danny exclaimed, uselessly wriggling. \"Robby! Stop it!\"\n\n\t\"Stop what?\" The raccoon actually meant that. He was too absorbed in looking at the bound, lovely body in front of him. \n\n\t\"Tickling me!\" \n\n\t\"What?\" Robby looked at his fox-friend's deep eyes. \"Nuh-uh. I haven't even gotten started yet. There's nothing to stop.\"\n\n\t\"But I already told you what I'd do!\" Danny whined, pleading.\n\n\t\"That was back then. I'm just tickling you for the sake of it now.\" Robby wasn't a natural dominant, but by god was he enjoying this. Danny looked really neat all tied down like that and forcing him to laugh only made it better.\n\n\tThat tickling-claw came to rest on the sensitive paw-pads of the tied fox... and his eyes shot wide.\n\n\t\"R-robby, please, no!\" But even as he spoke, his paws wriggled invitingly as if by reflex.\n\n\tThe raccoon sniggered and examined the paw. It and its partner were firmly affixed to the table, held down by very tight straps that utterly eliminated any possible movement; Danny's paws were going to have to just take it, because there was no way they could wriggle away...\n\n\tSo Robby moved his claw, the sensation searing across the sensitive, pink pad. Danny yelped and tried to jerk his paws away, but the straps held his paws exactly where his boyfriend wanted them. \n\n\tAnother few tickles and the fox was virtually convulsing, a few thin tears streaming down his muzzle. His paws were pulling and jerking at the straps ineffectually.\n\n\tRobby allowed a smile to form on his muzzle. Tickling someone so they wriggled and begged was somewhat interesting. But what was really interesting was what was happening between the fox's legs. As Robby tickled him, the fox's little soldier decided to come to attention, slowly but surely. \n\n\t\"This turns you on, huh?\" Robby asked tactlessly. \n\n\tDanny looked up at the raccoon; his bandit-striped face was adorned by a positively mischievous grin.\n\n\tWith a shrug, Robby returned to the task of driving the fox wild. For over five minutes, he brushed across those paws with his claws, teasing the arches, caressing the out-steps and fluttering his fingers all over the tops of the paws too. Danny laughed and gasped periodically, tenaciously trying to escape, every attempt foiled by the thick leather straps on the table. \n\n\tAt last, Robby felt his friend had had enough and stopped, rubbing the two immobilized paws soothingly. \n\n\tThe fox slumped in the chair. Ten minutes of fighting against restraints made to restrain a fully-gown fur, screaming and enduring horrendous tickling had sucked some of the wind out of his sails. \n\n\tThough his stiffy was defiantly poking right up into the air. At that point, Robby decided to do something about that. He lifted a paw and rather casually placed it on Danny's thigh. Danny shuddered, meeting the raccoon's eyes and holding them with a warm grin.\n\n\t\"What are you doing now?\" he asked in a curious voice, breathing hard and fast. \n\n\tRobby felt a brief pang of annoyance; he'd half hoped his friend would be out of breath and pleading for mercy, like Robby was earlier, but Danny was barely moved! Robby wondered just what it was that Danny usually has done to himself here.\n\n\tReturning the smile, Robby slipped the erect penis near his lingering paw between the first two fingers and curled around it, rubbing it firmly in his paw.\n\n\t\"It's been a while since I did this to someone else,\" confessed Robby, suddenly feeling embarrassed. \"Tell me if I do good.\"\n\n\t\"I'm sure you'll do great!\"\n\n\t\"It's really...\" Aria bit her lip, scouring her mind for the right word.\n\n\t\"Dry?\" Diane supplied, nodding. \"They have to be. Things feel different to different people, so they really can't describe things emotionally.\"\n\n\t\"I guess.\" The mouse girl ran a hair through her long head-fur, still reading the brochure with narrowed eyes. She was a very intelligent young mouse, and she was truly tearing right through the technical brochure, despite being literally the youngest one could be to go to this dungeon.\n\nThe older mouse opened her closet. \"Well, have I explained stuff well enough? If you really want to rush down to this place today, we should get ready really soon. They'll let you have a trial day anyway to see what you like and what you can take.\"\n\n\t\"I guess so,\" replied the younger mouse, sitting on her big sister's bed. \"Oh, are you going to get changed?\"\n\n\tDiane pulled her peasant-style shirt over her head, tossing her hair. \"Question answered.\"\n\n\t\"Mind if I watch?\"\n\n\tThe teen turned and threw her gown at her sister, the piece of fabric unfurling in mid air and striking the girl in the face. \n\n\t\"Oooff!\" Aria giggled and threw the shirt to the other side of the bed. \"Aww, c'mon! You know I'm just curious!\"\n\n\t\"You've been perving on me since you could talk. No way are you still just 'curious.\"' The teenager rummaged through her clothes, not looking at her sister to conceal her massive grin.\n\n\t\"Well, yeah, so why don't you just let me watch and save me from making these bad excuses?\" \n\n\tDiane promptly collapsed in a fit of laughter, on the floor clutching her sides.\n\n\t\"What did I say?\" Aria said innocently.\n\n\t\"G-get dressed, Aria!\" A pillow was the next thing hurled at the smaller mouse's head. \"Go on! Get!\"\n\n\t\n\n\tRobby was lightly toying with the little member in his paw as his fox-friend sighed contentedly, when the door at the other side of the room creaked open. \n\n\tSarafina entered, humming to herself as she approached the two kits. \"Well, I see that no one is dead. Congratulations, you pass the test, Robby.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon jolted and shot a piercing glance at the cat. \"Test? I was being tested?\"\n\n\t\"Not really,\" Sarafina replied, rubbing his head before moving to the restrained fox on the table. Her eyes skimmed over the fox's body, noting that he was breathing slightly heavier but otherwise was fine. The fur near his eyes was matted and wet, so it was obvious that the fox had been crying just a little, but he was smiling and showed no signs of actual distress. Sarafina could tell that the fox had actually had a mild treatment by his standards. \"I was just joking. I wouldn't just walk off and leave you with a bound boy in your care without being fairly sure I could trust you.\"\n\n\tThe raccoon blinked. That was something he hadn't thought about; for almost fifteen minutes, he'd been left alone with another boy, both naked and with one restrained to what was pretty much an operating table. He was so caught up in it that he hadn't even noticed that he was in a situation his own parent would sooner die than leave him in. \n\n\tThat was cool!\n\n\tThe restraints came undone one by one and Danny sat up slowly once his arms and torso were free. Sarafina reached over to him and started to smooth out the fur on his face with her paws, drying the wet areas as best she could. \n\n\t\"So, Danny, how do you rate your friend's performance?\"\n\n\tThe fox tried to put on a straight face, but the effect was ruined by his large grin. \"Weeell, I dunno. It wasn't bad-- for a beginner!\"\n\n\t\"Do you think we still need to do a bit more research?\" the cat brought Robby to the side of the chair, holding him by his shoulders. \"Maybe let him think about it a little more?\"\n\n\t\"Definitely.\"\n\n\t\"Hmm... what did he actually do to you in here?\"\n\n\t\"Nothing really. Just tickled me for ten minutes or so and started playing with my dick.\"\n\n\t\"Hmm. How well do you think he did that?\"\n\n\tRobby felt an inexplicable sinking feeling in his tummy. Somehow, he knew what was coming.\n\n\t\"Not too bad. He's still a bit out of practice at the other thing, 'cause he doesn't do it very often.\"\n\n\t\"Do you think he'd gain anything from a lesson under a professional? Would he learn something?\" the cat's fangs gleamed through her smirk, and Robby's ears flattened immediately.\n\n\t\"Without a doubt, Sarrie!\" \n\n\t\"Why don't we see what we can do about that?\"\n\n\tRobby finally spoke up. \"Uh, wh-what are you talking about?\"\n\n\tDanny reached down and undid the remaining straps. \"Why, Robby! Sarrie here is gonna give you a lesson in tickle-torture that you won't forget.\" Robby's jaw gaped in response. \"You managed to get me to cry a little in about ten minutes... Sarafina normally has me unconscious by then.\"\n\n\t\"What!?\" the raccoon gasped, weakly struggling in the grasp of the much larger female.\n\n\tSarafina laughed. \"Oh, dear. We're gonna have some fun, my little bandit-faced buddy.\" She lowered her grip to the boy's upper arms, pinning them to his body. \"I wonder how a total neophyte will handle it.\"\n\n\tDanny's grin was indulgent and verging on evil as he reached out and rubbed his friend's exposed belly. \"Bet you underestimated Sarrie, huh?\" he said in a pseudo-sympathetic tone. \"She's been a pro-top for something like fifteen years. She specializes in tickling.\"\n\n\tRobby had to privately admit that his friend was right, and that it was all his own fault. After all, he did sort of sign a contract that said they were allowed to do this to him. But logic didn't stop him from glaring at his friend with betrayed, injured eyes. \n\n\tDavid sat in a plain wooden chair, brooding. \n\n\tHe wasn't really the brooding type. He liked to think on the move; after all, it was more productive to do two things at the same time, wasn't it? \n\n\tIt wouldn't be long until the mid-day rush started. All the kids who couldn't make it in the morning, usually because they were sleeping in, would flood into the building in about an hour. SDY often had at least the size of a large classroom under its roof by four p.m. \n\n\tDavid didn't like to charge kids such a large amount per 'secret' when they played here, especially since the 'selling cheaply to many' strategy would probably work well at the Salon. But the facilities were always strained during the busy hours as they were, and he didn't think it would be really fair to keep some of the kits waiting in a line, considering the uncertain lengths of a session; some experienced kits could handle some pretty amazing torments for many hours, stifling the best efforts of people like David for ages, whereas the newbs absolutely had to fold in less than twenty minutes of relatively light ministrations. \n\n\tThis is why SDY charges an affordable, but certainly not negligible, price. It kept the number of customers per day low!\n\n\tDozens of kids in the area loved the salon and its staff, treating the place almost as a home away from home. David adored them all, and he knew that some of them would walk through fire to stick up for him, but David had to put up with quite a lot of idiocy as the owner. \n\nThough there had been few direct confrontations on the street, David had to suffer hate mail from arch-conservative organizations, empty threats of legal action and even death threats. \n\n\tThey often totally ignored the fact that Salon Du Yiff was also a charity organization, and that all funds gained from the activities conducted went back into upgrading or purchasing equipment or were sent to help homeless youths... David, the owner of the business, received less profit for himself than the other staff received as wages. He lived in a one bedroom apartment with virtually no creature comforts whatsoever. \n\n\tHe basically fed and housed about ten or more kits a night on average, as well as paid for staff and extremely expensive equipment. He listened to the woes and problems facing these kids and was the closest thing to a father some of them had. All he expected from this was to subsist reasonably and make as many people happy as possible.\n\n\tBut these cowards, never including their own name, would threaten him with anything they could think of despite the fact that cub-sexuality had been mainstream for over thirty years. It was as if these people got the memo about the cubs, read half of it and started raging, and then forgot that BDSM had been totally legal for centuries.\n\n\tWith a sigh, David lifted a pile of papers from the edge of his desk and brought them to the centre. \n\n\t\"Bill, bill, bill... death threat, credit card offer... hate mail. Another death threat...\" He shook his head: all these vitriolic threats and claims of undying hatred came from the same sources every week. It was like they actually had a spot in their daily organizers reserved for writing semi-coherent 'letters' to send for him to read.\n\n\tThe wolf scratched his chin thoughtfully. Perhaps this time he should actually sue them? He was pretty sure this counted as harassment, and it would be funny to see these 'righteous' morons slapped with the reality that they were actually the ones in the wrong... not that it would do anything. Furs like this were sublimely convinced they're right, so even if the whole of society voiced its disagreement, backed up with irrefutable scientific proof, they'd unfathomably claim that society is 'wrong' and 'immoral' before continuing their crusade.\n\n\tDavid threw the letters into the bin in disgust. He'd promised to buy a few special toys for the kits, and the court costs would preclude that. It wouldn't be necessary to deal with this unless they did something really serious.\n\n\tThe lupine snorted a laugh as he read the one remaining letter on his desk. Another piece of hatemail, this one blatantly calling him a vile pedophile in the opening sentence. Talk about archaic: that hasn't been a common pejorative for over fifty years.\n\n\tDavid shook his head sadly. Actually, he wasn't in the least interested in the preteen body, by and large. He didn't hate it, but he didn't really find himself interested in a physique that was so much smaller than his. He liked kids, just not in that way. There was more to this job than getting off on it.\n\n\tWith a melancholy sigh, the wolf raised his left hand and toyed with the simple band around his finger...\n\n\tRobby did struggle. He didn't struggle well however since he wasn't too sure he actually wanted to stop himself from being strapped to the chair as Danny had been before; it did look cool after all. His squirms were distinctly weak and without any kind of determination... just a token struggle, really. \n\n\tThough he wondered if he could have gotten out of this even if he'd been trying as hard as he could. Sarafina moved extremely quickly and she was actually very strong, stronger than a ten year old for sure - and she had Danny helping her restrain the raccoon! Due to the design of the chair, it was possible, if you were quick enough, to use one hand to restrain one limb. Once a limb was through one of the straps, you could tighten it and move onto another limb before returning to secure the rest of the straps. \n\n\tRobby could only whimper a feeble protest as, one by one, Sarafina put limb after limb out of action, threading it forcefully through the loose straps and tightening them like lightning as the raccoon's upper torso was held down by his athletic friend. Once the cat had more or less restrained both legs and arms, she went around the chair, speedily adjusting and applying the remaining straps. \n\n\tThere were three per limb; one pinned the upper sections- the thighs and the upper arms; one pinned the elbow or knee; the last securing the wrist or ankle. The wrist and ankle straps went right around their respective body part, holding them very fast. Humming a strange tune, Sarafina tightened one final nylon strap over the kit's lower-ribcage. \n\n\tWith a yelp, Robby realized he couldn't even squirm any more. These straps held him immobile! He knew there was no hope of getting out, but he tried to wriggle anyway, just enjoying the sensation of being bound like this. He'd never felt so totally helpless, but the only thing keeping him from going insane was the fact this was being done to him by a personable, nice-seeming cat and his own best friend.\n\n\t\"Like it?\" Sarafina asked in her musical accent, lightly rubbing Robby's taut stomach. \"Relax, or it will be worse. So what do you think? Can you move?\"\n\n\t\"No...\" replied Robby, biting his lip and yanking on the straps. \n\n\t\"Excellent. Somehow I knew that already. I'll be right back. Keep him company, Danny.\" She clapped her paws together and walked off towards the door, humming once more. As she left, Danny came in close to his friend, running his own paw through the raccoon's chest fur.\n\n\t\"You okay, Rob?\" he asked softly, almost apologetically.\n\n\tSmiling nervously, Robby nodded. \"Y-yeah... I'm okay for now.\" His eyes tightened slightly, however. \"But, Danny! I don't think I c-can take this! I'm even more ticklish than you are!\"\n\n\t\"Rob.\" the fox bent down and nuzzled the pink nose. \"You haven't realized it yet? You're actually the one in charge, here.\"\n\n\t\"Wh-what?\"\n\n\t\"Sarafina will stop the moment you say so! Normally you'd tell her the answer to your question, but right now you can just ask her to stop.\" Danny ran his wet tongue across Robby's chest playfully. \"When Sarrie gets started, you'll be the one in charge... but I gotta ask something.\"\n\n\t\"Ask something?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah. I'm not really allowed to say this. Please... even though you can end this at any time, try to take it. It might be totally unbearable, but bear with it anyway!\" The fox's eyes were pleading. \"I want you to experience this, but if you give up now, it might be all over. I wanna see you like this...\" \n\n\tHis friend's words had barely sunk in when Rob's ears picked up the sound of the door opening once again. He looked over and immediately dropped his jaw. Sarafina had returned, carrying a large black box made of cardboard. Robby didn't know what was in there, but he wasn't sure he wanted to, either.\n\n\tThe feline drew up a metal table that reminded Robby of the surgical tables he'd seen on TV hospital dramas. She deposited the box on it, then opened the flaps on the top of the enigmatic black container. First she drew out a particularly frightful instrument...\n\n\t\"What's that?!\" Robby meeped shrilly. The utensil was a long, thin metal shaft that was slightly bent towards the top end, much like a dentist's tooth-scraper. Instead of a sharp point, it ended with a bunch of thin bristles, no wider than the width of the actual shaft. \n\n\tSarafina didn't answer. Instead, she placed the tool on the table next to the box. She dipped into the box once again and pulled out a few pieces of cotton filament, which she laid on the table too. \"I don't think I'll need much more than this for a beginner,\" she muttered to herself. \"Now...\" she moved around to the other side of the restraining chair and pulled a tiny lever hidden on its side; the chair-back tipped smoothly backwards, and bent slightly in the middle, dipping Robby so his head was lower than the rest of his body and slightly bent back.\n\n\t\"Oh no!\" the 'coon fretted, wriggling as best as his binds would allow. He couldn't even crane his neck enough to glimpse his foot-paws anymore, and his stomach was distended forwards. Horrendously vulnerable. \"P-please don't! Not like this! I c-can't see!\"\n\n\t\"That's part of the fun,\" Danny assured him, laying a paw on the charcoal-colored chest below him. \"It's okay, Robby. Looks like Sarrie's going to go easy on you.\"\n\n\t\"This is going easy?!\"\n\n\tSarafina nodded, idly rubbing her pointed ears. \"That chair is good for paw-tickling. So, I think I'll just work on his paws... feel free to help out elsewhere, Danny.\" \n\n\tDanny laid his paws flat on his bound friend's stomach. He tensed them into hooks, allowing his claws to scrape across the fur and skin intolerably. Robby immediately snorted out a laugh and tried to suck in his stomach. \"Gotcha,\" Danny said clinically.\n\n\tMuch to Robby's horror, Sarrie looped the lengths of cotton filament around his big toes. She tied the material taut to the front D-rings of Robby's ankle-cuffs, pulling the toes backwards and preventing them from flexing. Then she gave the vulnerable paws a silky caress, and they twitched instantly. \"I don't think I'll ever get tired of doing this,\" she said, half to herself. She lifted the little instrument she'd removed from the box, slowly lowering it out of Robby's sight and towards his paws... she moved very slowly; agonizingly, insufferably sloooowly!\n\n\tRobby's feet were tingling already. His breath had stopped in anticipation, and his stomach trembled underneath the waiting paws of his friend. \n\n\tThe feline smiled briefly and drew her instrument directly down the arch of the paw secured at her waist level, before swirling it in a spiral towards the middle of the pink flesh. \n\n\tRobby yelped and reflexively jerked on the restraints. His face contorted and he giggled nervously.\n\n\t\"Something wrong?\" Danny enquired in a mockingly innocent tone. He briefly skittered his claws over the 'coon's stomach. \"Oh, revenge is sweet, huh?\"\n\n\tThe raccoon replied with a loud belly laugh. \"Not at the same time! Please!\" he pleaded, but he knew the moment he saw Danny's expression that he could forget any mercy. \n\n\tDanny crawled his fingers up from the flat tummy of the raccoon up to his chest, dancing around his nipples with his blunt claws, before swiping down to the cub's sides and tickling there with sharp, scratching movements. \"It's better in stereo!\" he taunted, shooting Sarafina a gleeful look.\n\n\t\"We're really only warming up,\" Sarafina said seriously, using her little instrument to twirl a brief pattern on a paw's big toe. Then the scratchy device was drawn all the way down the sensitive instep of the 'coon's paw, making him yelp loudly. \"When we get started, we won't stop. Sounds nice, right?\"\n\n\tIn the next few moments they did just that. Sarafina started using the prickly instrument to work over the cub's paws, while Danny dug into the stormy chest and belly fur, eliciting some of the sweetest, loudest and most panicked laughter he'd ever heard.\n\n\tThe cat and the young fox took turns tormenting the bound raccoon, until they finally started working simultaneously, inflicting on their victim a horrific duet of unbearable tickles. They showed Robby the horror of relentless tickling, and the raccoon laughed and screeched until his throat was hoarse and his eyes red.\n\n\t\"Oh, god! Sto-hahahaa!!\" he bawled. \n\n\tAs they continued, Robby could actually feel the amount of air in his lungs depleting. Even though he was forcing himself to inhale, he didn't seem to be getting very much oxygen inside. That made him panic in earnest. \n\n\tHe totally lost track of time, everything was focused on the non-stop scrabbling at his torso and incessant sensation on his paws that got nothing if not worse and worse with each passing second! \n\n\tFinally, with a hoarse gasp, the raccoon's eyes fluttered and closed; his naked form fell still.\n\n\t\"Wow,\" Danny said, gasping for air himself. \"Looks like he's fainted. Couldn't have been more than ten minutes, huh Sarrie?\" \n\n\tSarafina tenderly stroked the raccoon's thighs. \"Eight minutes and thirty seconds, according to my watch,\" she replied softly. \"He held out for a while, really. He must've really wanted to stay awake; the way he was laughing, I'm surprised he didn't go out like a light earlier. Surprised he didn't ask us to stop.\"\n\n\t\"I guess...\"\n\n\t\"Danny...\" said Sarafina quietly, gazing with speculative, liquid eyes at the unconscious raccoon kit. \"Do you want some advice?\"\n\n\t\"Uhh, sure.\"\n\n\t\"Don't lose him.\"\n\n\t\"I didn't plan to.\"\n\n\tThe snoozing mass of grey fur awoke with a jump, jolting into a bolt-upright sitting position like a scared meerkat at a desk job.\n\n\t\"Wha-?!\" David exclaimed, looking around in bemusement. \"Oh, I fell asleep...\"\n\n\tHe hadn't slept long; only twenty minutes or so, and he was glad to know that he hadn't left any kits unattended during his impromptu nap.\n\n\tHe felt so wasted. The salon itself was a joy to run, and he didn't have any trouble with the little niggling administrative matters; but he was under a lot of emotional strain that he almost never showed. Receiving a steady stream of letters every day of the week telling you that someone wants to \"stab you in the face and leave you in a dark alley where you belong\" isn't something you could call enviable. That, and David, who got emotionally attached to all of his charges, had to bear their burdens too; like Jeremy and his brothers. \n\n\tHe knew he probably ought to get some therapy sessions or something, but he didn't really have the money. Or time.\n\n\tThose little burdens didn't mean much. It wasn't as if all of his customers were victims of abuse at the hands of their parents- if anything, David had seen much to refute the claim that these kits were all being physically abused by others outside of the salon- but it was all these little things from maybe two percent of his customers. \n\n\tHeath's being bullied at school; Ollie's father is ignoring him and he wants to run away; Jerry's parents were getting divorced, and he didn't want to live with his drug-addict father but the courts blindly were saying that he should; Lillian was falling behind on grades in high school and she was getting very depressed and starting to truant a lot; Jack's mother was in hospital with bone cancer; Terri's mother, however, just missed that stage out and went straight to the kicking of the bucket one week ago, and the kit was distraught. If that wasn't enough, Chael, a fourteen year old run-away, was looking to David to help him.\n\n\tDavid tried to help these kids as best as he could. But no matter how confidently he delivered advice to them, no matter how much he tried to comfort them, ultimately he could do very little. \n\n\tKits' problems are often pretty simple, but often beyond their abilities to fix, and simple doesn't mean they're not bad. They often have no one to go to, can do nothing by themselves, and no one ever listens to them anyway. All that needs to be done is for someone in power to just listen. But for now, they had to make do with a twenty-three year old wolf who owned what was, for all intents and purposes, a BDSM dungeon for young-ones near a prestigious shopping mall in gaudy, central San Francisco. \n\n\tBarely more than a kit himself really, David was always floundering to keep his head above the polluted bilge water of emotional stress and financial burden, but he never showed that. \n\n\tAfter all, he was virtually all that some of these kits had. It wouldn't do to go getting soft on them.\n\n\tHis desk-clock beeped twice and he looked up. Not long until the rush started... but first, it was time to set up lunch and let his staff get a break. The wolf stood and pushed his chair back. This time, he actually would get some food into himself.\n\n\tDanny was sprawled in a large green beanbag, loosely cuddling a limp mass of black and white fur. Robby, exhausted by Sarafina's torture, had awoken a while back, effusively proud of the fact he'd managed to bear the ticklish nightmare, but he was so very wiped out; luckily for the raccoon, it was lunch-time, so he had a respite before the festivities continued. A respite he'd resolved to spend napping in his friend's embrace. \n\n\tThe beanbag was only one in a mountain of twenty or more, and the beanbag pile only occupied half of the rather large room, with the other half taken over by many circular tables and comfortable chairs. There was even a television and air hockey table. The carpet was the same dark brown the majority of the first floor was covered in, but the chairs and tables were certainly not of one color.\n\n\tSarafina sat down in a plastic chair opposite the duo, brushing her short, tawny hair with one hand and holding a chicken sandwich in the other. She looked content, to say the least. \n\n\tThe fox looked down at his friend, lost in a dreamy slumber. \"Sarafina?\" Danny asked in a reserved tone, gently massaging his friend's neck. \"You've never told me why you got into tickling. All the other staff members here have told me their story... why just tickling?\"\n\n\tThe level gaze the feline unleashed upon him let the fox know that his choice of words had been poor. \"Just tickling?\" Sarrie repeated in neutral tone. \n\n\t\"I didn't mean that!\" Danny assured her hastily. \"I mean... well, it's so safe. It happens all the time; it's something that happens to little brothers when their bigger brothers want them to do something. It happens between family and friends all the time. Sure, you do it differently...\" the fox floundered, unsure of how to say what he wanted without offending the deceptively bland-faced cat. \"Umm, so, why?\"\n\n\tSarrie smiled and took a bite of her sandwich. \"Well,\" she began in her lilting voice, \"what is there to not like about it?\" She leaned forwards. \"You've already nailed the first point, Danny. Tickling happens all the time; it's a safe, playful way to torment kits that doesn't hurt them, lets you get closer to them and it doesn't scare them. Most of them. However, it's still effective. When you can't protect yourself or even move, and it's obvious I won't stop just because you asked nicely... if you do it right, they might panic, but they still laugh and have fun. You should know of the kits that come up to me now and then asking me to tickle them in some way: you're one of them.\"\n\n\tSilently, Danny nodded. \n\n\tSarafina took yet another bite of her sandwich, wolfing down the mouthful hungrily. \"There are other things about it too. Little things.\" Her eyes became slightly unfocused. \"I'd be here all day if I were to go through the reasons I love to tickle cubs, Danny. I'll tell you the first few that come into my mind, however.\"\n\n\t\"Yes please.\"\n\n\t\"Okay. Have you ever noticed how some boys, usually kits older than you, sometimes put on a gruff voice?\" The cat grinned. \"They want to appear adult and tough. But when the tickling starts, it all goes away; the image they try to build for others suddenly collapses... \"She chuckled delightedly. \"When they are tickled, you get to hear their 'real' voice, which is quite sad really. The laughter is beautiful pretty much no matter who it comes from, and it's hard to sound tough when you're being tickled so bad you're almost wetting yourself. It's adorable.\"\n\n\t\"That's true,\" Danny said softly, his features registering a little surprise. \"I'd never really noticed that. Furs sound so much better when they don't try to sound like something they're not. We can't always be like that though.\" \n\n\t\"Mmm. One of the highlights for me is getting to hear their voices. Perhaps every form of torture does this to some degree. Poking someone with a branding iron should have the same effect...\" Sarafina's grin widened until her gleaming fangs began to show. \"But one major advantage tickling has over every other form of torture as effective as it is would be this...\" Her voice sounded slightly indulgent. \" Every interrogator here gets some amount of pleasure from having a kit at their mercy; from dominating them; from getting them to plead for mercy; from having a beautiful young body under their almost absolute power. Even David and I. So, the advantage in specializing in 'just tickling', my young fox, is that furs love it! It's more accessible than the harder-core stuff, though I like that too. \n\n\"Some kits keep coming back for more even if they say they can't bear being tickled, in some way or another they try to provoke bigger furs into tickling them crazy. Sure some just hate it, but overall it's really popular! There's no shortage of kits to practice on and I love it!\" \n\n\tDanny frowned at her. Again, that was something he'd noticed but never really thought about; some furs loved to be tickled, and they continually provoked older siblings or parents to drive them wild. It made perfect sense from a financial point of view too: SDY was a business, and businesses needed to make money. If kits just kept coming back for more because it was fun as well as sexy... \n\n\tSarrie rubbed the kit's ears. \"Now, I think you should get ready to eat something. Everyone is hungry, and you don't want Robby to miss his chance to meet everyone.\"\n\n\t\"Good point.\" Danny shifted slightly, preparing to wake the sleeping 'coon. He paused, admiring his friend's snoozing features. \"Say, Sarrie... do you think Robby will come here again? I think he's liking it, but I don't know for sure.\" \n\n\tSarafina shrugged, \"It's too early to tell for sure, but the signs are all there. I'm going to turn you boys over to someone else next, but if you both can hold on long enough, I'll take you back later.\" \n\n\t\"Great!\" the fox said blithely. \"I can't wait, so let's all get lunch out of the way!\" \n\n\t\"In that case, I've got to go right now and get started.\" She sighed and left the room silently. \"Being the cook has its downsides.\"\n\n\t\"Robby?\" whispered Danny into the ear of his snoozing friend. \"You should wake up now.\" \n\n\tWith a woozy groan, Robby raised his head and flicked his eyes open. \"Wh-what? What happened?\" He slowly sat up, twisting around to look his crimson colored friend in the face. \"I-I passed out again, didn't I?\" \n\n\tDanny shook his head. \"No, you just fell asleep. There's a difference.\" He leaned forwards to look into the raccoon's eyes with concern. \"Are you feeling okay? Being tickled unconscious can leave you with a pretty serious headache.\" \n\n\tRobby smiled wanly. \"I'm cool. Starving.\" \n\n\t\"Food's coming soon,\" the fox assured, \"Sarrie's a good cook and...\" he trailed off, his eyes focused somewhere behind the 'coon. \n\n\tBaffled, Robby turned his sleep-addled head. Silent and as a graceful as a leaf falling from a tree on a wintry day, another kit had entered the room. It was a diminutive artic fox-kit, younger than Robby, with intensely blue eyes and a shy demeanor that looked to be a permanent fixture. \n\nRobby's mouth went dry and he caught himself staring; this newcomer was covered in a fur of stunning white; the fur was thicker than Danny's, a normal fox, but the arctic seemed to be much skinnier, lacking the healthy, moderate muscle tone and slight definition both Robby and Danny had acquired through their sports... this kit was slight and fragile.\n\n\tSensing the small fox-boy was getting embarrassed, Robby tore his eyes away and looked rather directly at his friend. \"Who's that?\" he whispered.\n\n\tDanny winked. \"He's caught your eye too, huh?\" his reply was barely audible. \"That's Jeremy Amison, the youngest guy that comes to this place. You saw his picture in the info-book. He's really cute. Don't you think?\"\n\n\tRobby's face burned under his fur. \"I... I-I guess...\" Unable to help himself, he snuck another glance at the svelte, pure-white kit. \n\n\t\"Wait here. I'll try to get him to come over here. He's pretty shy. If I don't get him to come over, he won't.\" Danny lifted himself from the beanbag and made his way across the spacious refectory. \n\n\t\"W-wait, you don't need...\" Robby sighed as Dan ignored him.\n\n\tFeeling slightly shy himself, Robby looked on as his boyfriend caught up to the smaller kit and began to talk. Robby didn't hear exactly what was being said, but he picked up the wheedling, reassuring tone the elder fox-kit was speaking in; he'd pulled that weapon on Robby many times. Finally, the smaller kit literally in hand, Danny made his way back to the beanbag pile.\n\n\t\"Jeremy, this is Robby,\" Danny said by way of introduction, subtly placing a paw on the small of Jeremy's spine and pushing him gently towards the raccoon. \"Robby, this is Jeremy. Robby goes to my school and we'd be boyfriends if his mom would just keep her muzzle out of it.\" \n\n\tJeremy extended his paw shyly. \"Hi...\" \n\n\tRobby shook the proffered paw, grinning equally shyly - this was the first other patron he'd met aside from Danny, after all. \"Hi.\" When they actually clasped paws, Jeremy's grip was weak and tentative.\n\n\t\"Why don't you sit with us until lunch, Jeremy?\" Danny offered, sitting on his beanbag again. \"You can't just sit all alone in the corner.\"\n\n\tThe young kit looked trapped and hopeless. He nodded dumbly, sitting on the floor in front of the two older boys.\n\n\t\"Wonder what's to eat...\" Danny muttered to himself. \"I came here without breakfast. I'll eat the carpet if I don't get something soon.\"\n\n\t\"Don't you have to pay?\" Robby inquired. \"For the food, I mean.\"\n\n\t\"No,\" said Jeremy diffidently. His voice was soft and mellifluous, and by default he always stared at his own paws at he spoke. \"The main meal is free. Anything else you have to pay for.\" \n\n\t\"Oh.\" \n\n\tDanny looked up at the clock on the wall behind the pile of beanbags. \"I don't know what Sarrie's making, but we've probably got about twenty minutes to wait. This is a pretty boring part of the day.\" He leaned forward. \"So, Jeremy, what've you been up to all day?\" It was obvious Danny was grasping at straws, trying to get a conversation going. As if he needed to ask what Jeremy had been doing all morning in this torture parlor.\n\n\tIt wasn't working, obviously. The snow-furred kit just shrugged and replied with a meaningless \"Not much.\" \n\n\tThe awkward silence dragged on for another half a minute, with Jeremy suddenly becoming a little pensive. He seemed to come to a decision, and he looked right at Robby, much to the raccoon's bewilderment. \"You're new, right?\" he asked, shifting slightly. He didn't scoot any closer to the beanbags Robby was propped up against, but the sudden change in body language was confusing.\n\n\t\"Uhh, yeah, Dan dragged me down here this morning,\" replied Robby. \"I've never seen anything like this place.\" \n\n\tJeremy grinned almost imperceptibly. \"It's pretty neat; I come here whenever I can.\" \n\n\tAbandoning all grace, Danny collapsed backwards onto the beanbags on Robby's left, bouncing into a sitting position. \"Robby here's been too scared to come here before I finally pulled him kicking and screaming through the door.\" He grinned cheekily. \n\n\t\"That's not true!\" huffed the raccoon, poking his friend in the exposed stomach. \"My mom doesn't want me to come here.\" \n\n\tAlthough neither of them were paying attention, they were quite sure Jeremy flinched when Robby said that. They exchanged glances, but Jeremy began talking again. \n\n\t\"It's fun here,\" he said seriously, quite ironically. \"The interrogators are nice and know their stuff.\" He added as an afterthought, \"The food is good too. I usually eat here.\" \n\n\t\"Good?\" Danny repeated as if the little kit had just blasphemed. \"It's amazing. Sara's the best cook I know.\" \n\n\tConfused, Robby scratched behind his own ear. \"How do they cook?\" he asked. \"I mean, they don't have a lot of people do they? How can you run a torture parlor and a restaurant at the same time?\"\n\n\tJeremy, surprisingly, answered before the older fox could speak. \"Sarafina's in charge, and the others just follow her lead. There are about 12 interrogators - that's the correct name for the grown-ups that handle the tortures - and a few others help in the kitchen. Sometimes they get kits to help in there too.\" \n\n\t\"Oh, I get it.\" Robby nodded. There were more torturers than he thought, even if he hadn't seen them. It stood to reason too. There was probably a lot more cubs and teens on the way here now.\n\n\tMuch to Danny's surprise, the little arctic fox became an active participant in the conversation after that, opening up a little more minute by minute. Other patrons were starting to turn up, males and females of all different species. Some of them went straight to seemingly reserved lockers in the entrance hall and disrobed quickly. Others didn't bother right away; and a few of them removed only some of their clothes, keeping socks, the occasional shirt or underwear, and in rare cases some jewelry on as they came into the den. \n\n\tRobby's shyness returned and he squirmed back into the beanbags a little, suddenly aware again of his nudity in front of more than twenty other kits, some of them older than he was. Much to his bafflement, Jeremy didn't even blink; he seemed shy, but now Robby realized he didn't give a damn about others seeing him nude. He probably wouldn't care too much if they saw him writhing and squealing in the middle of orgasm. The mystery of the little fox was starting to intrigue him.\n\n\tThey kept talking; some of the new kits came over to say hello to Danny, and a few of them even said hi to Robby and Jeremy. The shy raccoon was very glad his friend kept close to him; Danny seemed to be capable of sensing whenever Robby's discomfort was getting out of hand, and made sure to stay by him. \n\n\tJeremy was actually willing to discuss some of the things he liked to have done to him here. Oddly enough, Robby found himself taking more of an interest in the kits surrounding them in the room; the overwhelming majority of the kits were content to be in their various states of undress, lounging around and playing. The noise level was very similar to an unsupervised classroom. \n\n\tMost of the kits were playing or sitting near one another, completely at ease with the exposed genitalia. In terms of sexual contact, very little was going on. Mostly, those kits that were touching were doing so in a relaxed, almost absent manner. Like he and Danny, some were just enjoying being close to one another. Of course, there were a few couples kissing or fondling one another quite firmly, but they were definitely the minority. \n\n\t\"Oh hey!\" Danny suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the kitchen doors as they were shoved open. \"They're bringing out some food now.\" He thought for a split second. \"Hey, Robby, I'll tell you about each interrogator as they come out!\"\n\n\tThe first one to come out was an Alsatian with what appeared to be a mullet cut to his head-fur. He was carrying a large tray of hotdog buns and a few sauces. \n\n\t\"Hey, looks like hotdogs today,\" commented Danny, before launching into his introduction. \"That's Adam. He doesn't look tough, but you won't be thinking that once he gets working on you. He does a lot of stuff involving hanging from something; he likes his 'dungeon furniture' as Dave calls it- well they all do, but he especially likes the ones he can hang you from.\" \n\n\t\"What does he do? When you're hanging I mean?\" Robby asked, a little nervous. \n\n\tJeremy piped up. \"He doesn't really, um, specialize in anything. Depends on what you said you wanted in your sheet. He's pretty scary though, you don't wanna disobey him.\" \n\n\tAdam walked back into the kitchen, whistling mildly. Another Alsatian, this one sporting a fur-cut in the style of a rat's tail. He also was carrying another tray of buns.\n\n\t\"That's his brother, Jack,\" Danny said quietly. \"You really don't want to disobey that one. He can be really mean.\" \n\n\t\"So how does he tie you up?\" \n\n\t\"He doesn't.\"\n\n\t\"Huh?\"\n\n\tAgain, it was Jeremy that interjected. \"Jack doesn't like tying kits up. He says that if you're going to be a sub, you should do what you're told without having to be tied up. He's pretty mean and he really punishes you if you don't do as you're told.\"\n\n\t\"Like, he'll punish you for quickly looking into his eyes, or moving away when he told you to sit still,\" elaborated Danny. \"He's strict and scary, but he's not really evil.\" \n\n\tNext out was David himself, sporting a smile and carrying what appeared to be a drink cooler. \n\n\tDanny grinned. \"You probably remember what stuff David likes to do. He's one of my faves; he loves to use little gadgets. Don't underestimate him! The things he does can be more way worse than anything the others do.\" \n\n\t\"But he's really careful and won't let you go too far,\" Jeremy added, sounding almost bitter. \"He likes using leather things, like cuffs and stuff, much more than ropes. He's got a few strait-jackets too. Those are cool.\" \n\n\tRobby shivered, recalling the sensations David had inflicted on him. He also distinctly remembered that David had turned down the cock-sheath gadget considerably... that was just one machine the wolf had at his disposal and the raccoon was quite sure that it alone could drive him insane in minutes - at most. \n\n\tFollowing behind David was a ferret, carrying a massive amount of plastic cups. He wasn't very tall, and the cups actually seemed to be heavy for him. He made a few comments to David and took about twenty seconds to lower the mountain of receptacles to the table. \n\n\t\"Eamon,\" Jeremy said softly. \"Cages and stuff.\"\n\n\t\"What does he do?\" asked Robby, genuinely curious. \n\n\t\"It depends on the sheet,\" Danny replied unhelpfully. \"He's good though.\"\n\n\tEamon the ferret took a deep breath and returned to the kitchen with a look of resignation on his sharp, pointy features. He ran his paw through his short-cut head-fur and walked slowly on what was surely his way to pick up something else too heavy for his slight body.\n\n\tRobby wondered just how many different staff he'd be placed under today. He guessed it'd all be down to how long he could handle treatment from these profession child dominants who, if they really wanted to, could probably make him break down into a gibbering mass in under 60 seconds.\n\n\tThe next one out was a long legged, haughty looking cougar lady dressed in black leather pants, a black mid-riff baring top with full length sleeves, boots and a happy smile that looked so wildly out of place it was hilarious. But nobody laughed, and there was probably a good reason for it. \n\n\t\"Her name's Alice,\" Danny said, trying to emulate the \"movie preview guy\" voice to the best of his prepubescent ability, \"and her games are nasty and nice all at once! She's one of the harder doms here. Alice doesn't have many kits who list her as their fave, but those that do really like her. Umm, let's see. Breath-play, some beating, spanking, horse-riding, and she's not afraid of using strap-ons too.\" \n\n\t\"What?\" Robby blinked. \"Er, what does all that mean?\" \n\n\t\"Oh you'll find out, I guess, sooner or later,\" Danny said, seeming to decide against trying to explain. \"She doesn't hurt too much, but it can be scary. I like her. Her friend can be a lot worse though. So far you've seen about half the interrogators.\" \n\n\tJeremy nodded. \"She's one of my favorites.\" Then he blushed and quickly changed the subject. \"All of them will do some things. You never know. Even Sarafina's used strap-ons before, and a lot of furs have said that she only really tickles... they're wrong.\" He sounded like he was talking from experience. \n\n\tNodding, Danny enveloped the raccoon next to him in a casual embrace. \"Your registration sheet will decide what happens to you more than who you get in a few ways. I helped with your sheet, and I don't think you'll be seeing, say, Alice, very often, and if you did it'd be a lot more soft-core than what she'd do to Jeremy or me.\"\n\n\t\"What if you want to change your sheet?\" was the somewhat breathy response. \n\n\t\"Well,\" Danny giggled, \"if you wanna try anything new, just ask David when you see him.\" He leaned over and peered down between the raccoon's legs. \"Interesting, hmm?\"\n\n\tRobby meeped, almost drawing away, but then he laughed sheepishly. If his friend wanted to have a good look after everything he'd done, then he was fine with that. \n\n\tStretching out both his legs to entwine with Robby's left, Danny gently laid a paw on the stiff raccoon's penis. He shifted and moved his legs until he'd spread apart Robby's lower limbs to his satisfaction. Then he said something that made the raccoon's heart freeze for a moment. \n\n\t\"Hey, Jeremy, come over here and help this guy get used to being felt up!\" he laughed. \n\n\tEven more surprisingly, Jeremy smiled and finally scooted closer, pressing up against Robby's right side and also entwining his legs around Robby's free one. He speedily slipped under the black furred arm and laid his head against the larger boy's chest. \n\n\tRobby mewled at the unexpected addition of another, smaller paw in between his legs, the two foxes taking turns fiddling his penis and massaging the area around it. Unexpected it was, but he definitely wasn't about to complain now. Their fur was warm and soft, and both of them smelled nice. \n\n\t\"Let's just stay like this until lunch comes,\" murmured Danny. \"This is comfy.\" \n\n\tAt a loss for words, Robby just relaxed and let them do what they wanted. At least the adorable arctic boy had decided to play with them. They continued to speak about the salon, until lunch was ready.\n\n\tWhen lunch was ready, Danny sped off to grab a hotdog as quick as he could. Jeremy smiled wryly and told the neophyte raccoon, \"I don't eat lunch here, I only eat dinner; I don't like being tied up with a full stomach.\" The words were wise, and considering he was a newcomer with no idea what lay ahead, Robby knew he should follow the little arctic's lead. \n\n\tBut the hotdogs smelled so ridiculously good that he would have to be tied up there and then to stop him grabbing one and snarfing it in seconds. Like Danny, who had plucked him pretty much out of bed, he hadn't had breakfast.\n\n\tThe small arctic fox kit stood and stretched as he ended up alone once more, taking a mental inventory of himself. He'd done what David had suggested and tried to be friendly to Danny and his raccoon friend, and he quite liked them so far. They were welcoming, kindly and attractive. \n\nCuriosity was gnawing at him though, and he wanted to go speak to the grown wolf who had taken over his \"torture\" for today to find out what was coming next. Things had changed today, and Jeremy supposed that was alright.\n\n\tHe scanned the room and saw David chattering to- surprise, surprise- Sarafina in the corner. So he walked over, stepping around the playing, nude kits everywhere.\n\n\t\"... yeah her sister,\" he overheard the cat say when he arrived at her side. \"Should be interesting, I wonder what she'll be interested in.\" \n\n\t\"We'll know by today, if she's anything like her,\" replied David, grinning. \"Hello there Jeremy, how's it going?\" \n\n\t\"Good, sir,\" the pup said immediately. \"I've been hanging out with Dan and Rob.\" \n\n\tDavid nodded. \"So what's the verdict? Want to stay with them?\"\n\n\tJeremy grinned, his ears perked up. \"Guess so.\" \n\n\t\"Alright. So I guess you're not eating anything for lunch, as usual?\" \n\n\t\"Yes. They've gone to get something to eat though.\" \n\n\t\"Well, we can't have you doing nothing during lunch time. Can we Sarrie?\" The wolf's grin grew wider and he shot Sarafina with a meaningful look. \n\n\t\"Of course not,\" Sara responded, also grinning and looking the naked boy up and down. \"What a thing to suggest.\" \n\n\tJeremy's heart stopped momentarily and his legs grew weaker for just a second as David stepped behind him and firmly squeezed his shoulders. \n\n\tThen his tail began to wag animatedly.\n\n\tDanny had only just finished scoffing his hotdog when a gentle tap came on his shoulder. He spun around and saw a grinning grown-up savannah right behind him. \n\n\t\"Oh, hi, Sara,\" he said, swallowing the final bite. \"What's up?\" \n\n\tSarafina laughed and fondly poked the fox's belly, lightly dusted in crumbs. \"Good to know the food is appreciated around here,\" she said. \"But I need to ask you about Jeremy.\" \n\n\tDanny blinked. \"Oh, uh OK.\" \n\n\t\"The story goes, he's been getting a little too... masochistic recently. David wants him to get back into the less painful things before he hurts himself, so we were going to put him with you and your boyfriend after lunch, if it was alright with you both.\" \n\n\tThe fox boy didn't even react to hearing the term 'boyfriend.' \"Of course that's alright, he's hot!\" said Danny in his typically honest fashion. \"I mean, sure I want to do things with Robby, but...\" he looked around to make sure the raccoon was still in the line to get a hotdog for himself. Satisfied, he continued. \"I really want to get him home... this stuff is all fun and all, but I really want to, um, have him all to myself.\" \n\n\tFinally, Robby joined them, munching cheerily away on an apparently delicious hotdog. \"Hi, uh, Sarafina!\" he said, seeming a lot more at ease in the tickle-torturing cat's presence. \n\n\t\"Hello again, Robby. So, if you boys can keep Jeremy company for at least a little while longer; we don't want him to be alone.\" \n\n\tRobby looked around. \"Where did he go?\" he asked, baffled. \n\n\tSara grinned indulgently. \"David's going to make his day a little more interesting. You boys finish up your food. When he comes back, if you could just play with him for a while...\"\n\n\t\"No problem,\" Dan assured her, though Robby flushed and looked away. \n\n\t\"Oh, that reminds me.\" Sarafina smiled at the fox. \"He's back, by the way.\" \n\n\tIt didn't make sense at first, but finally understanding made Danny's face seem to light up. \"Really?!\" he said excitedly. \n\n\t\"Yep, he'll be here soon. OK, I've got to go. Have another newbie coming in today.\" With that, Sarafina left the boys alone and walked back to the kitchen.\n\n\tDanny was positively alight with happiness. \"This is great; I didn't think he'd be back yet...\" he said aloud, beaming.\n\n\t\"Who?\" asked a bemused Robby, before he took another bite of his hotdog with his eyebrow raised. \n\n\tWith a dismissive wave of his hand, Danny led the way back to their previous spot on the beanbag mound. \"It doesn't matter, you'll meet him soon. He's cool.\" \n\n\tJeremy looked up at the towering adult wolf and wondered what he had in store for him. They were standing together in the simple office David occupied most of the day- when he wasn't busy tormenting someone. It had a wooden floor, polished slightly, so it was slippery even to the barefoot arctic.\n\n\tDavid had collected a few items he clearly intended to use on the young kit and had laid them out on his desk amongst the papers and stationery. A leather forearm-binder with three straps, perfectly sized for Jeremy to hold his forearms together behind his back, elbows to wrists; a strange rectangular block of metal that had been bent into a sort of bow shape with a hole in the middle that even Jeremy hadn't seen before; a powerful, kit-sized vibrator; a few wires that Jeremy was sure was for electro-stimulation; and of course a small ball gag. \n\n\tThe grown-up grinned at the curious vulpine. \"You have no idea what's in store for you, do you?\" he asked, holding up the odd metal bar. He pressed a tiny button and the block split horizontally into two long pieces, slightly curved, connected at one end with a hidden hinge. \n\n\t\"No sir,\" replied Jeremy honestly, even though his small member was now sticking out like a flagpole. \n\n\tSaying no more, David turned the cub around and bent him over at the waist. \"Stay like that,\" he ordered, grabbing the leg-spreader bar and kneeling down to encase Jeremy's ankles in the thick, fluff-lined leather cuffs, keeping his thin legs well and truly locked apart. He then reached between the boy's legs and handled his small furry scrotum. \"Let's see if you can figure it out, hmm? If I get that bar and close it around your cute little nuts here from behind, with them in the hole, will you be able to stand up straight again?\" \n\n\tJeremy shuddered as he envisaged it. \"N-no.\"\n\n\t\"Because you might rip something off if you try too hard,\" cooed David, who promptly took the instrument in question, pulled the kit's balls back firmly yet gently, and clamped the two sides together with the white-furred scrotum through the middle hole, making it sure it was holding them fast. \"This is usually called a 'humbler.\"'\n\n\tHe grinned to himself. These items were originally just for adults, who naturally had reached puberty and their balls had dropped. It was originally straight, but the slight bow-shape modification allowed it to 'reach in' and secure even a small boy like Jeremy's nutsack with ease. Of course, the hole had to be made smaller too. On the upside, the modified bow shape let it hug the thighs better, making it harder for flexible kits to spread their legs and let it come to the front, thus rendering it useless - not that it mattered anyway when a spreader bar or some other binding was placed on the legs; a spreader bar had the added bonus of not letting them close their legs to defend their sweet meat after all. All in all, David really liked this combination of toys and Jeremy was perfectly suited to testing the smaller sizes.\n\n\t\"Try to stand up, but don't hurt yourself,\" he ordered. The boy tried, but he could barely straighten up at all without wincing; the smaller size of a kit's scrotum and closer proximity to the body also meant that these things restricted movement even more than they did on adults. David smiled. He was right to get a few of these modified ones made and sent to him. Jeremy had to bend over more than an adult would've needed to in order to avoid hurting himself; he couldn't straighten up at all.\n\n\t\"I can't,\" Jeremy breathed, giving up and staying bent over. \"Th-this is awesome.\"\n\n\tDavid chortled. \"Not done yet, little fox.\" He then proceeded to bind Jeremy's arms behind him with the leather binders, forearms touching, the wrist of one arm near the elbow of the other.\n\n\tStill not finished, the devious wolf cheerfully placed the bit of the ball-gag directly in front of Jeremy's nose, and the kit obediently opened up. The gag was fastened tightly around the boy's head. \n\n\tChuckling warmly, David picked up the purple vibrator-- small in size, perfect for a young kit, but amazingly powerful with a retaining groove at the back end - and lifted Jeremy's tail right up. This vibrator was nowhere near the size of the last one that he'd endured, but remembering Jeremy's earlier 'injury' gave some pause to David. \n\n\tSarafina had checked him out and assured everyone who was worried that it wasn't a tear or anything, just that it had been forced too hard against the boy's upper rectum. Which of course would be hard for him to do with this smaller vibrator and in the position he was going to be in... but nonetheless, David had a quick idea and withdrew a small latex condom from his pocket, opened the packet and slipped it over the device. Perfect. \n\n\t\"Oh well,\" he said to himself. \"It will even save me having to use lube.\" So, still holding the lush, white tail, he lined the tip up with the puckered hole and pushed. Jeremy squealed in reflex, but the anal intruder went in easily and was soon held in place by the ingenious groove at the base. \n\n\t\"Still not finished yet,\" the wolf pointed out, opening a panel in the bar that held the boy's jewels in place and placing a small battery into it. He attached two very small wires connected to electrodes onto either side of the hole which the furry sack was protruding from and- of course- stuck the small electrodes to it. Jeremy mewled anxiously and fidgeted.\n\n\tStepping back to survey the bent over, heavily bound kit, David whistled. \"You look good to me, kid,\" he complimented, reaching out and flicking the vibrator onto its highest setting. \n\n\tJeremy's knees immediately buckled and he let out a sharp cry as the deceptively regular-sized vibrator seemed to shudder like an explosion against his undeveloped prostate and sensitive backside. Luckily, David caught him around the chest before he could fall to the ground and possibly hurt himself. \n\n\t\"How does that feel?\" Dave chuckled to the boy, fully aware that the gag would render any response unintelligible. \"Oh, nearly forgot. Are you ready to squirm, little boy?\" With only that as the warning, he pressed a button on the side of the bar clamped onto the kit's balls, and immediately a mild pulse of electricity cascaded through the bound sack. \n\n\tSquealing once more, Jeremy shuddered violently. He had forgotten what it felt like to be subject to any kind of electro-stim.\n\nHe doubled over even more and his legs pulled to his chest slightly. Mercifully, the current stopped after just a few seconds, but of course it returned again in moments. It was almost painful as his groin and lower abdomen tensed up in response.\n\n\tDavid picked the boy up around the waist and began to carry his bent-over form back towards the sounds of kits playing in the den area. \"Don't worry,\" he said, affectionately rubbing the boy's head. \"I still haven't finished yet. I'm going to leave you in the hands of Danny and Robby. They won't leave your little stiffy there without some well deserved attention.\"\n\n\tThe words sparked a little anxiety in the small kit's mind. Bound like this and subjected to the two devices 'down there' he wouldn't last for long and David was going to get other kits to make it even worse. Jeremy suddenly realized he was hornier than he'd been for weeks... and that was really, really saying something.\n\n\t\n\n\tAria leaned against the wall in the front room of the Salon Du Yiff, which struck her as the strangest named business in the entire of San Francisco. It was an unpretentious double or triple storey brick building that was about the size of a large sports center, which seemed to be a good comparison for her, in a strange way. \n\n\tBut if what she'd heard from her own sister and several others, this little building was a place of great fun. Providing it was your type of scene that is. But that's why she was here, to see if it was for her.\n\n\tThe front room was just a simple foyer. Reception desk, a few leather chairs... a few other kits had been allowed into the large room beyond this one, one the friendly cat had said was called the \"Den.\" Looking through, she could see some other kits playing around together in various states of undress. \n\n\t\"Perving, Aria?\" asked Diane mildly.\n\n\t\"No,\" she replied, clearly perving into the next room with avid interest. There were a few lookers in there...\n\n\tAria had slipped into some 'comfortable' clothes before coming here. She had put on a white short skirt, a mid-riff and arm baring top of a vivid pink, and similarly colored canvas shoes and purple socks. Unsurprisingly, she was wearing the most revealing clothing she could find. It made sense to her, since she was probably not going to be wearing them much anyway.\n\n\t\"Yes you are.\" Diane chuckled, lightly brushing her sister's medium length hair. \"You're hornier than I am, girl.\" \n\n\t\"Yeah, right.\" \n\n\tAn adult male wolf came through from the den. His amber eyes met with Diane and he smiled in welcome. \"Hi Diane!\" he said, sounding genuinely pleased to meet the teenaged mouse. \n\n\tDiane immediately bounced to him and hugged him tightly. \"Hi Dave,\" she said, returning the smile. \"I've brought my sister down here for some education. It's her tenth birthday today.\" \n\n\tAria beamed. \"Hi there,\" she piped. \n\n\tDavid waved at her. \"Hello Aria, Diane's told me about you. We're definitely going to have some fun today, if you're anything like your sister.\" He looked to Diane, who flushed and coughed. \"Before we get started on that however, how about you tell me how your exams went? Let's go through to my office, if we're going to get the ball rolling for your sister.\" He led them to a door on the opposite side of the foyer, away from the large room with all the other kits. Aria followed along beside the two, feeling slightly disappointed. \n\n\tIn the office, Aria and Diane sat on one side of the messy, paper covered desk, while David sat down heavily on the other side. \n\n\t\"Was chemistry as much of a pain as you thought it would be?\" David asked, leafing through some papers as he searched for the registration sheet for the new girl.\n\n\t\"Of course,\" groaned Diane as though remembering an ordeal of great pain. \"Pretty sure I failed. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get isotopes.\"\n\n\t\"You know what they say: if the student fails to learn it might very well be the teacher's fault.\" \n\n\tAria fidgeted. Were they really going to just talk about her older sister's exams while she sat there waiting? \n\n\t\"My teacher barely spoke English, so that's reasonable.\" \n\n\t\"What? Didn't they have a 'basic coherence test' or something?\" \n\n\t\"Doubt it. If they did, she must've passed by the skin of her tail. And she was a manx.\" \n\n\tAria shuffled slightly, her ears flattening slightly. \n\n\t\"Well, how did your other exams go?\" David reached into a drawer and pulled a few things out, before handing them to Diane. Aria didn't get to see what they were. \"You must've done well in English, right?\" \n\n\t\"I did alright, I think. The creative section was worth about twenty-five percent of the over-all mark, which was more than what I was counting on.\" Diane reached over and took her little sister's closest arm, and attached a comfortable, fluff-lined cuff to the wrist, much to Aria's surprise, but out of her trust for her sister she didn't flinch. \"I think I passed though.\" She attached another cuff to the other wrist. \n\n\tAria examined the new adornments to her arms with curiosity. She knew what they were, of course, but hadn't ever really used them. Aria was a pretty vanilla kit up to now, and her adventures were numerous, perhaps a bit more numerous than most other cubs she'd met, but quite normal. After school stuff. \n\n\tHer idle curiosity ended fast, however. These cuffs just made her want to get started even faster, but she didn't want to interrupt what was obviously a reunion between her older sis and this wolf. \n\n\t\"How do you think you went in geography?\" David enquired, finally locating a sheet of paper and placing it on his desk. \n\n\tAria wriggled impatiently again. \n\n\t\"I think I did alright.\" Diane looked over at her sister, then shot a meaningful look at David, who grinned and pulled out two snap hooks and gave them to her. Before Aria knew what was going on, Diane had taken her wrists, attached one side of each snap hook the D-ring on each cuff... and the other end was attached to rings on the arms of the office chair Aria hadn't even noticed. \n\n\t\"Hey!\" she exclaimed in surprise, when she realized that she'd just had her wrists bound to the chair's arms. \"What's the big idea?\"\n\n\tDiane grinned and patted her head. \"You were getting all antsy; we don't want you to get bored now, do we? You might run off.\" \n\n\tThe wolf also procured what seemed to be an innocent plastic butterfly. Aria looked at it, perplexed, until she saw that there was a small protrusion at the top of the object, just below the butterfly's head and sticking out perpendicular to it. She knew what it was: it was what some refer to as a clit-tickler. \n\n\tDavid tossed it to the elder mouse, who leaned over in her chair to wrap her arms around her restrained sister's shoulders. \"Well, I guess it's a good thing you're wearing such revealing clothes...\" she murmured, using one paw to lift up the elastic waist of her sister's skirt and underpants. \n\n\tAria held her breath. \"I always do...\" she said, trying to remain calm. She looked up at the grownup wolf with a mild blush, slightly embarrassed, but being touched by her sister even like this wasn't totally new for her. \n\n\t\"That's right.\" Diane took the butterfly and slipped it into her sister's blue and white stripped undies, pressing the insect-shaped vibrator against her sister's slit. It slipped in, slightly, with the protrusion nestled right against the little mouse-girl's clitoris. Satisfied with its placement, Diane withdrew her paws and let Aria's clothing hold it in place for her. \"And now today we're going to show you what happens when cute little girls like you beg for it all the time. Which you do.\" \n\n\tAria meeped quietly, before looking up at her sister with a slightly defiant look on her face. \"And what's that?\" she demanded, sticking her tongue out. \n\n\tIt was David who responded. \"What happens,\" he said mischievously, while holding up a small, pink remote control unit about the size of a small candy bar, \"is that they get exactly what they ask for.\" He flipped a switch and suddenly the little invader in her panties buzzed into life. \n\n\tShe jumped in surprise, and gasped. It was damn powerful, and it was right against her clit. \"Ahh!\" she mewled, twisting in her chair, pressing her legs together and trying to dislodge the tickler. Sadly, it was right against her sweet spot and there was no moving it... and she knew from experience that these things got harder and harder to bear the more they worked their magic. As her clitoris stiffened and became more sensitive as the machine itself turned her on more, the sensation was going to be even stronger. \"Eeerk! Oh, come on! This isn't fair.\" \n\n\t\"Well,\" Diane said, sitting back in her chair. \"Now that my sister's being entertained, where were we?\" \n\n\tDavid stood and walked around the desk, placing the A-4 paper he'd withdrawn from his desk earlier onto the squirming Aria's lap. \"Read that please, Aria, and when we get back, tell us both what you like from the list. If you don't know what some things mean, just ask.\" He winked at Diane. \"I've got to quickly check up on a few kits,\" he lied, since Diane clearly knew it was lunch time and few kits would still be in any kind of bondage, \"so come with me and we can talk for a bit.\" \n\n\tDiane stood and followed David to the door, picking up where she left off in the discussion about her exams. \n\n\t\"G-guys?\" squealed Aria, her breathing coming much faster now. \"Y-you're kidding right?\" She glanced at the paper in front of her on the desk. \"Wait! Come on!\"\n\n\tThe door closed, leaving the slightly nervous girl to wriggle and gasp all alone. \n\n\tJeremy had been deposited in front of the two boys he'd decided to spend the rest of the afternoon with, back where they had been talking on the beanbags. David had lightly placed him onto his knees, said he had to go deal with some more new blood and left the arctic at the mercy of Danny and Robby. If they had any.\n\n\t\"Hey!\" Danny exclaimed cheekily, scooting forward of his large green beanbag to run a paw down the doubled-over kit's back. \"He brought us a present, Rob! All wrapped up for us!\" \n\n\tRobby merely swallowed loudly and timidly followed his friend's lead, shuffling forward to the bound kit. The sight of Jeremy's bound nine-year old fluffy white body was astonishing! The only other fur who could make him feel anything like this was... well, Danny. \n\n\t\"Whoa,\" muttered the fox in question, who had moved on his paws and knees around to the backside of the tied up kit and seemed to be inspecting what was going on back there. Jeremy 'murmph'd' something into his gag, his muzzle resting on the floor - doubled over and his arms behind his back, all he could do was lie like that. \"What's this thing? I guess it stops you from straightening up, right?\" Danny prodded at something, causing Jeremy to shudder. \"Hey check this out, Robby!\" \n\n\tAlso on his paws and knees, Robby scampered around behind, and blinked in surprise. There was a bar of black and white shiny plastic pinned up to the seat of Jeremy's rear that bent in slightly and had captured his testicles in a small hole in the center. It was grabbing them and holding them out and back between the kit's legs, stopping him from, as Danny said, straightening his legs in relation to his body.\n\n\tThere was also a loud buzzing vibrator buried in the kit's butt, and small electrodes were attached to the fluffy container for his jewels, and judging from the occasional tensing of the nearby muscles, they were periodically running a current through there. \n\n\tRobby mewled. The effect the sight was having on him suddenly doubled. \n\n\tThere was a giggle from Danny. \"This is so cool,\" he said, sitting cross legged right next to the white-furred boy and laying one arm on his lower back and reaching underneath the boy's taut stomach to grasp his rock hard cock. \"I'll just play with this. If you want me to stop or anything Jeremy, just ask. Or close your legs. Oh, you can't do that, can you? Well, just go soft then. If you keep this hard-on I'll guess you want me to keep going.\" \n\n\tJeremy actually snorted out a laugh, but then he shuddered and closed his eyes when the paw around his dick started to fondle and tug on it at a teasing pace. \n\n\tNot wanting to pass up the opportunity, Robby also joined in the act. He sat cross legged on the opposite side of the arctic fox; with one paw he lightly, almost reverently, massaged the kit's back. The other paw went exploring the chest area underneath. Robby's breathing was loud and ragged now, but not quite as bad as Jeremy's. \n\n\tDanny examined his friend with a knowing smile. \"He's really cute, isn't he?\" he said to his friend. \n\n\tNodding, Robby blushed under his bandit-patterned facial fur. \"H-he's not just cute...\" he admitted. \n\n\tUnsurprisingly, Jeremy's tail twitched in a slight, involuntary wag at being complimented so. \n\n\tIt had been a while since Robby had been involved in such a... well, sexy situation. When he was younger, he'd been doing things with friends and occasionally in sex-ed, but since his mother pulled him from all of those activities he'd been more or less celibate. Danny had tried for two years to get him in a position where they could be together, either in private or here at SDY, but his mother kept a short leash on Robby's life. Finally, this morning, he'd come here and now he was being reminded quite painfully of what he'd missed out on for the last two and a half years. It was time to make up for that.\n\n\tBearing that in mind, he shuffled even closer to Jeremy and began to massage him more firmly, and of course tease his nipples; he was remembering what to do now. \n\n\tThe other denizens of the Salon were paying attention, but there was some sort of unspoken code here, as far as Robby could see. Nobody else came over to partake in playing with the adorable bound kit, they were all minding their own business or just observing. \n\n\tSuddenly, Danny ceased his ministrations and stood up, a look of delight on his face. \"He's here!\" he blurted. \"Robby, can you take care of Jeremy for a few minutes? I have to go say hello!\" \n\n\tRobby blinked and looked around. He could see nobody that hadn't been there last time he looked around. \"Um, sure,\" he said, his confusion obvious. \n\n\t\"Suck him off if you want,\" suggested Danny. \"See how many times you can get him to cum before I get back! Or, uh, something.\" With that, he jogged off towards the kitchen door to meet with this unnamed fur. \n\n\tKnowing Danny would surely explain himself sooner or later, Robby shrugged and moved away from Jeremy. \"How to do this?\" he mumbled to himself. He had an idea. \n\n\tStanding up, the raccoon ignored his own stiffy whapping his furry stomach and picked up a comfortable, medium sized beanbag, sitting it next to Jeremy and flattening it out. It didn't take a lot of effort, since Jeremy was light even for a kit two years younger than Robby, and soon he had rolled the kit onto his back, on top of the squishy beanbag, bent legs in the air. \"Comfy?\" \n\n\tJeremy nodded. It was only really now that Robby noticed the expression of mild torment on the boy's face. His eyes were watering and his breathing was coming fast and shaky. He was in a pretty uncomfortable position. Robby surmised that the arctic was just dying to orgasm; so, like the considerate kit he was, he decided to help him out. \n\n\tHe knelt down at Jeremy's left side, draping his right arm over the boy's lower stomach to hold him in place, and then wrapped his left arm around the left leg. He adjusted himself and looked down and across at Jeremy's granite hard joystick; it was naturally smaller than Robby's own, but it still looked soft and sensitive to the raccoon boy. Jeremy himself mewled and whimpered in expectation. \n\n\tWasting no further time, Robby opened his warm, wet mouth and encircled the kit's penis. He kept a tight grip on the boy's waist and left leg as he began to suckle and lick the organ like a tasty lollipop. Predictably, Jeremy yelped and squirmed, gasps issuing from behind the effective gag. \n\n\tRobby took a small break and looked the opposite way, down Jeremy's dreamy, cloud-like fur to his adorable face. \"I'm not as experienced as Danny or you,\" he said, grinning, \"but I think I'm pretty good at this.\" Returning to suckling once again, Robby began to bob his head slightly too. \n\n\tJeremy realized his worse 'fear' was about to come true. Robby indeed knew his stuff, but he was going to drag this on for as long as he could...\n\n\t\"KAAAAY-DEEEN!\" cried the orange blur, which seemed to take off from the carpeted floor like a missile. \n\n\tInside the kitchen, the red tee, black-jeans clad cheetah blinked, turned, and out of reflex managed to just catch the hurtling orange blur as it catapulted into him. He lifted the excited fox up and pulled the naked form into a chest high suspended hug. \"Whoa!\" he gasped, nuzzling the boy's throat. \"Alright, little bro?\" \n\n\t\"I didn't know you were back,\" effused Danny, who wrapped his arms around the tall cheetah's neck tightly. \"How did your vacation go?\" \n\n\tKaden mentally shrugged and decided to let the over-enthusiastic fox boy keep hugging him. Besides, it wasn't like he really minded. \"It was awesome,\" he replied, touching his nose to the boy's. \"Caught some sweet waves, went driving down to Los Angeles and went on a cruise. Not had a vacation like it in a long time, little bro.\" \n\n\t\"I can imagine,\" said Danny, his ears perked and pointing straight forward. \"What did you do in L.A.?\" \n\n\t\"Not much, was only there for like, three days.\" Kaden prudently adjusted the way he was holding Danny, placing an arm under the kit's tail and one around his back to hold him up more comfortably. \"What did you do with yourself while I was down south?\" \n\n\tDanny grinned. \"I got him to come here, finally. He's here now.\" \n\n\t\"Whoa, really? That's good. You gonna get him today you think?\" \n\n\t\"I don't know. Hopefully soon. We were just in the den playing with Jeremy. You should see how David's tied him up!\" \n\n\tKaden blinked. \"Wait, you left your boyfriend and your chance to play with one of the cutest boys I've seen in this city, just to say hello to me? I'm touched!\" \n\n\t\"Well...\" Danny chortled nervously. \"I was kinda hoping to introduce you to Robby.\" The fox shifted and Kaden was prodded with his still stiff penis. \"Oh sorry,\" Danny apologized, shrugging. \n\n\tKaden laughed happily, giving the boy a quick lick on the nose. \"What are you talking about? In fact, let's keep it that way...\" He moved the arm he had under Danny's tail, holding the cub in place, until his paw was fondling the kit's backside. He gently slipped one of his thin fingers between the boy-buns, lightly prodding and massaging the puckered hole he found there. \n\n\tDanny shivered and let loose a content moan when his sphincter was penetrated surprisingly easily by his friend's finger. He pressed himself tighter against the cheetah, closing his eyes as he felt the digit move around down there, seeking out his prepubescent prostate and gently kneading it.\n\n\t\"So,\" Kaden continued, acting like he was not molesting the boy's backside. \"Has school been alright?\" \n\n\t\"Y-yeah...\" \n\n\tSmiling to himself, Kaden sat down on a the counter next to the sink, getting comfortable. \"Oh, never mind,\" he laughed, holding his favorite sub close, caressing the boy's back. \"I'm glad to be back, Danny. And I'm glad you had a shower before coming here.\" \n\n\tAria shuddered as her sister released her wrists and unceremoniously plunged a paw into her underwear to remove the little buzzing butterfly. \"Thanks, I think,\" she said, a little disappointed. It was getting a little hard to bear though.\n\n\tDavid chuckled and shut the office door. \"OK, have you read it?\"\n\n\tAria looked at him with that animated face of hers and shook her head. \"Uhh, no! Kinda distracted here!\"\n\n\t\"Only kidding, really,\" David admitted, sitting back down as Diane took her chair too. \"I didn't really expect you to. It's better that Diane helps you out.\"\n\n\tLeaning forward, Aria squinted at the page. There was that dry tone again... \"So what is this exactly?\" she asked loudly. \n\n\t\"Registration sheet,\" answered Diane, leaning across. \"You give them your details, and what kinds of things you're alright with doing.\n\n\tAria's gray-furred features scrunched up into a frown. \"I don't know...\" \n\n\t\"That's why I'm here! It's easier if you've got someone who knows their stuff on your first day.\" She shifted her seat closer to her sister's. \"Still takes a little while though. David, we'll be about ten minutes or so, if you wanna get back to things.\"\n\n\tDavid blinked and looked surprised. \"Now that's a dismissal if I've ever heard one,\" he muttered quietly, getting up and walking to the door again. \"Be back in ten then.\"\n\n\tSarafina was putting away dishes when David came whistling into the kitchen. \"What's making you so happy?\" she asked bluntly, smiling. \n\n\t\"It's a pretty good day, Sara.\" The wolf hopped up onto the kitchen counter next to the piles of dishes. \"Got two totally new young-un's here. Jeremy may've had a rough morning but he's looking great now. I think it's looking up for him.\"\n\n\t\"It always is, until he has to go home,\" Sara muttered darkly. \n\n\t\"I know, but unless we want to do something stupid, our paws are tied while the brothers don't want to do anything.\" David stretched and laughed. \"You should've seen his face when I got him into that mess. I think he's rediscovering something he'd forgotten for some time.\"\n\n\tSarafina dried the last plate and rested against the counter top. \"If you say so.\"\n\n\t\"You're in a bright and cheerful mood, Sarrie.\" \n\n\tThe cat sighed and looked at her boss apologetically. \"I'm sorry, David,\" she said, smiling again. \"I just don't know what to do with that boy. You say he's picking up again... but I don't know.\" She shook her head. \"Sometimes I wish we'd just stuck to the over-ten-only rule, you know.\"\n\n\tDavid felt like the wind had been sucked from his sails. \"I-I know. I didn't do it lightly, you know.\"\n\n\t\"I don't mean for his sake,\" Sarafina stated. \"It's hard on us too, David. We could just look after him the way we do the youngest Amison. But now he's hurting himself and seems to be after play that'd terrify the crap out of furs twice his age.\" She averted her gaze, looking into the soapy water. \"Sometimes I ask just how much of a hand we've had in this. If what we did is making things worse.\"\n\n\tDavid grumbled. \"I wouldn't be too sure,\" he said seriously. \"He was already hurting himself. That's why I did it. Why I let him come in at nine years old. So it could be controlled.\"\n\n\tSarafina looked back at the wolf, crossing her arms. \"I never heard the story.\" She obviously intended to hear it now.\n\n\t\"Nearly a year ago, Jeremy's older brother, Jason, brought his two brothers here with him.\" David smiled wryly. \"I found bruises on all of them, and Jeremy in particular looked like he'd gone through a meat grinder. That's when Jason explained it to me: their mother beat them all, but picked on Jeremy mostly. Jeremy showed some interest in the things his elder brother was doing, and Jason asked me to consider taking him in...\" \n\n\t\"So why did you?\" Sarafina asked, blunt as usual.\n\n\t\"I didn't, at first.\" David chuckled. \"I gave him an evaluation, asked several people more enlightened than me, too. I had to make sure Jeremy wasn't interested in this sort of thing because he believed he 'deserved to be hurt' or anything like that. I didn't take it lightly, like I said. I got second opinions, everything I could do. But it was obvious that Jeremy discerned very strongly between what we do and someone just beating him up.\" Sarafina raised an eyebrow. \"Well, it's pretty easy to tell the difference, Sarrie. I've seen that kit go through things here that look brutal, but the only time I've ever seen him with a broken finger or a bloody eye is when he comes here from home.\n\n\t\"Anyway, I was pretty sure that it wasn't some kind of self-loathing. Also, I wanted to help him... I really do.\" He looked in the direction of the play rooms. \"I don't care if he's being whipped or smothered in candy-floss. I wanted to give him a reason to keep coming here so I could help him out. Let him know he's not a bad kid. That it's not his fault. As time went on, he experimented more and more and went after the heavier duty shit, but I was always watching him closely. Trying to make sure it was never about blaming himself, or thinking he deserved it. My worst nightmare is that I was wrong. Just thinking that makes me sick.\"\n\n\tSarafina smiled sourly. \"I see.\"\n\n\tDavid let out an explosive breath. \"At the time I was also worried that he might be suicidal. I would've been.\" He chuckled and nodded towards the mess of kits playing in the den. \"Don't be fooled, just because he's like a meek kitten and asks to be on the business end of a whip. That boy has a heart of gold and a bravery I've never seen before. My goal is to make sure his life gets better, Sarafina, and, no offense, but I'll go through hell to do it, and fuck anybody if they think I'm wrong to.\" \n\n\tWith a laugh, Sarafina wiped at her eyes. \"And that's why I work for you.\"\n\n\t\"So I have to do what they say?\" Aria said, frowning. \"All the time?\" \n\n\t\"Yeah!\" Diane bopped her little sis on the head. \"You know about D/S, you studied it in school this year.\" \n\n\t\"Never done it though!\" Aria took a deep breath. \"What if I don't do what I'm told? Just out of curiosity.\"\n\n\t\"Depends. If you really don't want to do it, then just tell them the answer to stop them and explain. Try to not just say no and dig your heels in, okay?\" She reached out and ran a paw through Aria's head-fur. \"They might realize something's wrong, but then again they might just try to make you do it and you'll freak out.\" She paused. \"Some people want that, you know. It's sometimes called being a 'brat' or 'misbehaving'.\" \n\n\tAria grinned winsomely, her white buck-teeth showing. \"I'm good at that, aren't I?\" \n\n\t\"Do you think you'll have a problem with any of the stuff I put there? Or with behaving?\" Diane asked in a deadly serious voice. \"Don't be afraid to give up. It's your first time, so if you give up, they can let you go back in for free. It's to let you try things out.\"\n\n\tAria shook her head. \"Nah. Though I might misbehave, if you know what I mean.\" \n\n\tDiane rolled her eyes. It wouldn't be a shock if her little sister was a 'brat'. She provokes furs playfully as a matter of basic everyday conversation.\n\n\t\"But can you go over the whole 'question' thing again?\"\n\n\t\"Sure, listen up.\" She sat forward. \"It's simple. It's like a game. They give you a question and an answer. The interrogators- that's what they call the Tops here, 'interrogators'- have to get you to tell them the answer. It's like a safe-word.\"\n\n\t\"Why don't they just have a normal safe-word?\" Aria enquired. \"That's what they told us in school.\"\n\n\t\"Because in normal play, you can go for as long as everyone's comfortable with, but this place is a business, Aria. They have to keep the amount of time per bottom down so everyone can have a turn, so they actually try to make you give up.\" She paused. \"Oh! But they try to make it take at least half an hour. Don't worry about that.\" \n\n\t\"Half an hour?\" Aria squeaked, cringing.\n\n\t\"You can give up whenever.\" Diane shrugged and grinned. \"Anyway. The ways they try to get the secret out of you are whichever ways you've put down here. Sometimes it's done kind of like... in a role-playing thing, you know? Depends on you. The answer is always easy to remember too.\"\n\n\t\"Wait a sec! What if you don't want to give up, but something is just dangerous or uncomfortable? I mean, if that happens and you-\" \n\n\tDiane smiled. Her sister was sharp at least. \"Don't worry. It's not like they just cut you down and walk away if you say it. They make sure you're saying it for the right reasons before stopping play. They can usually tell anyway.\"\n\n\t\"OK.\" Aria stood and frowned again. \"One last question, and then I'm happy.\" \n\n\t\"Shoot then.\"\n\n\t\"Am I allowed to play with the boys?\"\n\n\t\"You mean in the den during lunch and stuff? What kind of play?\"\n\n\t\"All kinds.\"\n\n\t\"Well, yeah... if they can handle you...\" \n\n\tThe door opened and David walked in, slurping a juice of some kind. \"Hello girls, just here for a few files.\"\n\n\t\"Oh, we're done,\" Aria said before Diane could open her mouth.\n\n\tDavid nodded and picked up the registration sheet. His eyes widened. \"Well, I can see you're adventurous, Aria.\" He shot a look at Diane. \"OK, so what's next, girls? We've got a little longer until lunch ends. So, are you waiting or going in? Going to stay dressed or going in nude?\"\n\n\tAria cocked her head at the grown up. \"You're kidding! Go in there dressed? I'd look like the biggest dork ever.\"\n\n\t\"Didn't think you were a shy one,\" chortled David. \"Oh well, the stripping part is fun too.\" He gave the little mouse girl a polite look. \"Would you like a hand with that?\" \n\nEnd of Part A.\n\nHad to split this into two parts due to the size restriction! I did say this was a big one...\n\nSalon Du Yiff!\n\nPart II\n\nDISCLAIMER: As the author of this fictional tale, I must enforce the fact that the characters are not humans and the world of SDY is a fictional construct, a fantasy world very different from our own. I do not condone the sexual or \"BDSM\" related activities portrayed in this document (or any other) being applied to human minors. The \"kits\" (furry children) in this document also may not behave or react the way a human child in the real world would to these concepts. Once again: I unequivocally do not condone the sexual or \"BDSM\" related activities portrayed in this fictional document being applied to human minors in 'real-life'.\n\nContinuation of Part 2.\n\nPart 2B!\n\n\t\n\n\tRobby was having the time of his life. Jeremy was incredibly cute, and his reactions were turning the raccoon on so much he was shaking. The arctic was in discomfort, being over-stimulated and teased, but knowing he was alright with it made it so easy for Robby.\n\n\tHe was still suckling the younger boy's dick, loving the taste and sensation of the rock-hard object, massaging the smaller fox's belly. He could've had the younger fox-boy climaxing every half a minute for the last five, but Robby knew he would find it hard to stop, and driving Jeremy to cum that many times would've just been cruel.\n\n\t\"Enjoying yourself?\" came a familiar tone, excited and happy. \n\n\tRobby, surprised, stopped suddenly and looked up, letting the two-inch erection slip wetly from his mouth, much to Jeremy's chagrin. Dan was back, and he was accompanied by a dressed adult, a cheetah about David's age. \n\n\tAlso, at least half the room was watching him abusing Jeremy and the disappointment was audible. He blushed.\n\n\tChortling, the cheetah put a paw out. \"Nice to meet you finally, Robby,\" he said in a jovial, Californian accent. \"Heard loads about you.\"\n\n\t\"Uh, hi!\" Robby breathed, quickly wiping his muzzle and shaking the paw. \n\n\t\"I'm Kaden,\" the feline went on, kneeling down. \"I'm a friend of Danny's.\" \n\n\tDanny leaned familiarly on Kaden. \"He works here,\" he explained, still grinning. \"Kind of our handler. He looks out for us.\"\n\n\tKaden nodded. \"Yup. Danny here is one of my regulars- and faves.\" He looked curiously over at Jeremy, who was still mewling with his eyes scrunched up. \"Whew, Dave's put him in a pretty nasty situation there. We shouldn't ignore him, boys.\" \n\n\tDanny slipped around to Jeremy's other side and knelt over him, licking his muzzle. \"Didn't plan on it! We can still diddle him while talking, right?\" He gave the bound arctic's penis a firm rub.\n\n\tKaden laughed and sat down next to the beanbag Jeremy was writhing on top of, reaching out and placing his paws right on the fuzzy white chest. \"Of course. Dig in, Robby.\" \n\n\tQuite happy to do so, Robby also knelt over the kit again. He chuckled silently. Jeremy was going to burst if they kept teasing him like this. When he was getting into position however, he caught sight of a white furred mouse girl on the other side of the room. She hadn't been there a moment ago, he was sure, but she was looking their way almost in shock. \n\n\tShe was a pretty girl, and completely unworried about her nudity. Her hair was down to her shoulder blades, and dark yellow-blonde in color, draping down her white, well kept furry back. \n\n\tRobby mentally shrugged however and leaned forward, Danny stopping his pumping to let his friend have a brief suck.\n\n\t\"Umm, wow...\" he suddenly heard. He looked up, and there was the mouse girl, apparently having crossed the room quickly to them. \n\n\t\"Hola!\" Danny smiled, sitting back. \"You're new here, right?\" \n\n\t\"Yep,\" the girl nodded, her breathing coming a tad heavily. \"Hey, does this happen often?\"\n\n\tKaden snickered. \"Totally. Especially the 'Jeremy tied up during lunch' part.\" He offered a paw to the girl. \"Kaden.\" \n\n\tShe took it and shook vigorously. \"Aria,\" she introduced herself before going back to gawking at the immobilized, tormented boy on the floor. \"Wow that's hot...\" It was obvious she wasn't one to mince words. \"What's that around his balls?\" \n\n\t\"It stops him from standing straight by pulling them back,\" explained Danny, pointing at the encircled testes. \"Pretty neat, huh?\"\n\n\t\"Totally!\" The girl had apparently not seen anything like this before, but she clearly wasn't a stranger to sex. \"Ummm, can I play with him too?\" \n\n\tKaden looked down at the anguished arctic, who managed to nod slightly. \"Sure, though there's not much room.\" \n\n\tDanny got up and moved over to the same side as the raccoon. \"There you go. We'll share this side.\" \n\n\tThe mouse girl practically bounced around to the vacated spot, sitting quickly and feasting her eyes on the gasping white fox. It was almost like she was mesmerized. \"He's really pretty...\" she muttered, looking a little embarrassed for the first time. Appearing nude was totally alright, but calling a boy pretty...\n\n\tRobby leaned away from Jeremy's crotch, instead rubbing his belly. With a gasp, he felt Danny wrap a paw around his own member. \n\n\tThe fox chuckled and kissed him on the cheek, his tail wagging behind his head. \"You're totally horny right now, aren't you?\" he asked, pumping the raccoon's dick slowly. \"Break time is nearly over.\"\n\n\tNow another mouse walked into view, this time from the staff room. A cheerful looking brown haired mouse lady with light gray fur, wearing a business suit and thin framed glasses. She scanned the room, saw the little group of horny kits and smiled. \n\n\t\"That's Jenny,\" whispered Danny to the raccoon next to him. \"She's an interrogator too.\" \n\n\tRobby frowned and whispered back. \"What's she do?\" \n\n\t\"Err, she's actually pretty hard-core,\" elaborated the fox. \"Whips and punishment and stuff. Friends with that Alice lady, you know.\" \n\n\t\"She looks so nice though...\"\n\n\tKaden snickered. \"She makes me look like a kitten, lil bro,\" he whispered. \n\n\tJenny approached the group, still smiling. \"Hey Kaden,\" she beamed. \"Hi boys!\" She looked down at Aria. \"Aria, I'm Jenny. I'm going to be, uh, looking after you this first day. How are you?\" \n\n\t\"Good, thanks,\" replied the other mouse. \"What're we doing first?\" \n\n\t\"It's a surprise.\" Jenny winked. \"Hrm. Jeremy, I know you were going to play with the boys, but how would you like to come play something soft-core with Aria here? I think she really likes you and you don't often get to play with others, especially girls.\"\n\n\tAria almost choked- that was blunt even for her-, but Jeremy, after a short contemplation, nodded a few times. \n\n\t\"Excellent! Do you mind, Kaden?\" \n\n\t\"Not if it's cool with David,\" acknowledged the cheetah. \"What I had in mind for these guys works best with two, anyway.\" \n\n\t\"Same here.\" Jenny smirked. \"Okay, shall we get going? Let's leave a little early so I can get to know you a little better, Aria.\" She paused and looked down at Jeremy. \"Wow, you look good like that Jeremy. Gonna regret taking you out of it. For a moment anyway.\" Without further ceremony, she bent, easily lifted the young arctic over her shoulders while keeping his legs safely bent, and walked off. \n\n\tAria jumped up and followed immediately, still looking with that awed expression at Jeremy. \n\n\t\"She doesn't waste time, but she's a nice girl,\" Kaden said with a sigh. \"They'll get along fine. Guess we need to do the same. Let's go to the room, boys. Work out what we're doing on Robby's first day of being tortured.\"\n\n\tThey stood and the cheetah led them across the carpeted floor to their room. \n\n\tKaden opened the door and stood aside as the two kits walked on in. \"It's not much of a dungeon, but then we don't need much.\" \n\n\tRobby nearly stumbled. It looked like a basement with dull gray walls and a carpet. The room was about seven meters square and about three high, with a single ceiling light much like one would see in a suburban home. \n\n\tIt was also quite filled with equipment. There was a St. Andrews Cross up against the wall; a rack; a pair of small cages, one for standing and one for crawling it seemed; and a few things that the raccoon had no idea what they were. There was normal furniture too: a comfy couch, a pair of leather chairs, a desk, and strangely a small refrigerator. \n\n\tOne wall was adorned with an equipment rack holding things like whips, odd gadgets and bondage gear. Adjacent was another rack covered with a black tarpaulin and below was a pair of black boxes. \n\n\tRobby swallowed. He looked up at the roof. There were various attachment points, like hooks and eye-holes that appeared very sturdy. \"This- this isn't much?\" he asked incredulously. \n\n\tKaden shrugged, apparently missing the irony. \"I don't use much furniture,\" he said, closing the door behind him. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it into the corner, revealing his slim surfer body. He caught Robby gawking at the view and laughed. \n\n\t\"Good taste,\" Danny joked, prodding his friend in the side.\n\n\t\"It gets hot in here sometimes, even with the dynamic air-conditioning,\" explained Kaden, as he walked to the light switch and dimmed the glare to a mild glow. \"At least that's my excuse sometimes.\" He pulled up one of the leather chairs and motioned for the boys to sit on the ground in front of him, which they did. \"Alright, Rob, here's the 4-1-1. Everything you've done so far has been baby stuff, really. Just gettin' you comfortable with the idea of strangers tying you up and stuff.\"\n\n\tRobby held his breath. Being tickled until you laugh yourself unconscious was baby stuff?! \n\n\t\"So, what's going to happen now is I'm going to ask you about some stuff, try a few things out on you, and then...\" he leaned forward and smirked. \"Try to see how far you can go.\"\n\n\tRobert gasped quietly, then flushed. \"Oh... alright.\"\n\n\t\"Don't freak out, I'll still be gentle.\" Kaden sat back, still smirking. \"Just a different goal. I'm actually gonna try to make you give up this time, but it'll take a while. You'll enjoy it. I won't bother with roleplaying or setting a scene just yet.\n\n\t\"So, to begin with, I need to ask a few questions.\" He burst out laughing suddenly. \"You look so serious, Rob. All the really important things you answered on the registration form. Now, I heard you do gymnastics?\" \n\n\t\"Yeah,\" nodded the raccoon. \"Four times a week. I compete at level seven.\" \n\n\tKaden nodded approvingly. \"You take it seriously then? If I remember right, it's usually kits older than you by a few years that compete at that level.\"\n\n\t\"Yeah.\" \n\n\t\"Awesome. Does that mean you're even more flexible than Danny here?\"\n\n\tRobby shrugged. \"I dunno.\" \n\n\tDanny interjected, sitting forward. \"He is, Kaden! I've seen him do stuff I can't a lot of times.\" \n\n\tKaden stood. \"Stand up, Rob,\" he ordered. \n\n\tRobby did so, slightly curious. The grownup walked around behind him and grasped his arm. Kaden started manipulating his grey furred body, pulling his arms up behind him, bending him over, and so forth. \"Whoa,\" Kaden said, sounding impressed. \"I guess you're even better when you're warmed up, right?\"\n\n\t\"Uh-huh,\" responded Robby, almost unfazed by the inspection. He'd had his flexibility checked out by adults before, mostly his own instructors; in fact, a lot of his flexibility training involved help from adults. The only difference this time was he wasn't wearing anything.\n\n\tKaden scratched his nose and grinned. \"This is great!\" He added, \"You seem alright with other people touching you too. I expected you to be all shy. OK, next question: did you eat anything today aside from that hotdog?\"\n\n\t\"No.\"\n\n\t\"When was the last time you did a number two?\" \n\n\t\"Guh? Um, last night...\" \n\n\t\"Buahaha...\" chuckled the cheetah. \"Not a fan of the dirty stuff here.\" \n\n\t\"Huh?\" \n\n\t\"You'll see...\" Kaden walked around the boy. \"OK, this is cool. I've got something in mind for you. For both of you. I want to play with your flexibility first though, Robby.\"\n\n\tThe raccoon finally looked worried, looking up at the grinning feline. \"Huh?\" he said once more.\n\n\t\"One last question: are you dry?\" \n\n\t\"What does that mean?\" \n\n\tDanny giggled. \"He is.\" \n\n\tThe adult cat beamed. \"This should be fun. Alright both of you. Start warming up while I get the equipment out. I promise I ain't goin' too easy on you from now on.\" \n\n\tDanny stuck his tongue out. \"Liar. I've seen you go all out!\"\n\n\t\"Is that a challenge?\"\n\n\tAria stood in the middle of the room, taking in the sight. She and Jeremy (still bound and squealing) had been led to a room that reminded her of a basement or tool-shed, with various pieces of dungeon equipment lying around, and the walls holding racks of further goodies. She did pay attention in class when they covered BDSM this year (an optional course) and so she recognized things like spanking benches and suspension hooks for what they were, but she had certainly never been able to try them out. \n\n\tButterflies seemed to invade her stomach as she tried to imagine being held in the clutches of one of these devices. It seemed kinda appealing, until she remembered some of the things Diane had encouraged her to tick on that registration sheet. She gulped. \n\n\tThere was no way she'd live it down if she couldn't handle the \"little things\" her sister had told her to try. As with the equipment, she knew all about spanking, whips, being told what to do... but doing it?! \n\n\tJenny shut the door firmly, locking it. \"OK, Aria,\" she said sprightly. \"Just going to ask a few questions, see what you're interested in and all that jazz.\"\n\n\t\"OK,\" the smaller mouse acknowledged, trying to push her nervousness away. \"Shoot.\" \n\n\tJenny pulled up a chair and motioned for the young girl to sit on the floor in front of her. That was standard fair here; after all, the kits needed to respect the interrogators as authority figures perhaps even more so than their teachers in school, and even little nuances like remaining clothed, telling the kits to sit lower than them and almost never 'asking' for them to do something was important to the image. \n\n\t\"So, I can tell you're alright with being touched and playing about. Though you've never bothered with bondage before? Let alone everything else?\" \n\n\tAria looked over at Jeremy, lying on the floor next to her. The e-stim current and vibrator had been removed, but Jeremy was still bound by the spreader, gag, humbler and arm-binders. \"Umm, never. It looks interesting though.\"\n\n\t\"It is,\" said Jenny, crossing her legs. \"For someone new to this, your sister has advised you to take some pretty serious stuff. For a newbie.\"\n\n\tAria nodded, feeling those butterflies coming back. \"She's pretty sure I'll like those things though,\" she said. \n\n\t\"Maybe, but it takes time to really get into this stuff. Some of the things you've ticked aren't really for total beginners who aren't even used to being tied up by strangers.\" Jenny grinned. \"Even I don't like to start out with whips or serious bondage. Even for a cutie like you.\" \n\n\tAria flushed. \"Okay.\" \n\n\t \"You might really like some of these things, especially if you're like your sister, but for now we're starting slow, working on getting you used to all this.\" Jenny walked over to Jeremy and began to remove the binds, leaving the custom humbler to last. \"You listen up too, Jeremy. What we're going to do is going to involve both of you. It might be softer than what you're used to, but I'll try to do what you both want.\" \n\n\tJeremy sat up, rubbing calmly at his shoulders and testicles. \n\n\t\"You alright?\" asked Jenny, sitting down again. \n\n\t\"Yeah...\" replied the boy, kneeling in an odd position. Aria blinked, and copied him, kneeling on both knees, legs apart to expose the genitals.\n\n\t\"Being bound like that can really hurt after a while,\" Jenny warned the neophyte girl. \"Jeremy is used to it, and does flexibility training for it. So don't be fooled, being held like that for as long as he has will hurt you.\" Then she beamed happily. \"But that's not on the menu for today, Aria! I want your first day to be pleasurable... in a somewhat normal way, ya know?\" \n\n\tAria exploded in a sigh of relief.\n\n\t\n\n\tKaden checked the raccoon's cuffs, making sure they were secure. \"Good boy,\" he said absently, rewarding his new sub for warming up. \"What we're going to do is a modified strappado. It would be really not-comfy for most kits, but you'll be fine, Rob.\" He paused. \"Well, it won't be comfortable, and you sure as hell won't be able to move, but it won't do you any damage.\" \n\n\tEven Danny looked supremely curious. \"S-strappado?\" asked Robby, blinking. \n\n\t\"A strappado is when your arms are put behind you and pulled up by the wrists to keep you in place,\" Kaden said, kneeling down to check the ankle cuffs. \"Sometimes you can be hung by your wrists like that.\"\n\n\tRobby relaxed slightly. He was flexible that way, he knew that. He had to work on it for parallel bar and rings work mostly, and he could get his arms, stretched out behind him, much closer to touching the back of his head than other furs could even dream of. \n\n\tKaden stood. \"Of course, like I said, it's going to be more complex than that.\" \n\n\tRobby was worried again. \n\n\tDanny piped up. \"Umm, what am I going to be doing?\" \n\n\tKaden grinned. \"I haven't decided yet. Did you want to be tied up too, or want to just watch? It'll be interesting, lil bro.\" \n\n\tThe fox chewed his lower lip. \"I don't like strappado, Kay...\" \n\n\t\"I know. I'll think of something in a sec,\" Kaden promised, grabbing Robby's arms and twisting them behind his back. \"Just wait til you see this though...\" He bent Robby's arms at the elbow, pulling them up his back until the wrists were crossed up against his shoulder blades. He expertly locked the cuffs' D-rings, keeping the arms there, in a position most furs would find supremely uncomfortable. \"Whaddaya think?\" \n\n\tDanny gawked. \"You aren't really gonna hang him like... whoa!\"\n\n\tKaden chuckled. \"Hang? We'll see.\" He attached a chain to the locked D-rings, stood on a chair, and looped the chain loosely through an eyehole on the roof.\n\n\tRobby mewled quietly. He was flexible enough that having his wrists crossed so far up his back didn't hurt yet but there was no way this was the end of it. Kaden knew how flexible he was and did say he wanted to push Robby's limits this time.\n\n\t\"Nowhere near done yet,\" said the cheetah, attaching some chain to the outside rings on Robby's ankle cuffs. He held the boy's shoulders to steady him. \"Spread your legs as far as you can go.\" Robby obliged, dropping into a splits position. \"Hrm, alright... I should've figured.\" Kaden rubbed his chin. \"Obviously I need to do this.\" \n\n\tHe took the chain from the kit's ankles and looped them around eye-holes on the walls to either side. \n\n\tDanny's eyes widened. \"Oh I get it!\" he squeaked, jumping up and down. \"Oh this is gonna be cool.\" \n\n\tKaden chuckled and rotated the raccoon's legs so his foot-paws and knees were pointing upwards rather than forward; if he left him in a simple splits pose, what he had in mind would put a lot of stress on the sides of his knees. But from what Kaden knew about gymnastics, he was sure Robby's legs could easily handle the position and his own weight like this.\n\n\"You're even more flexible than I thought, Robby. I think I can suspend you instead.\" He began to pull on the chain attached to the boy's left ankle, bringing the leg about two feet off the ground. He locked the chain in place with a padlock. He did the same to the chain on Robby's wrists, yanking the boy off the ground with it, before also locking the right ankle.\n\n\tRobby was now suspended off the ground, his legs out to the side and his crossed wrists pulling him upwards. But Kaden was still not done. He pulled on the wrist-chain until there was quite some space between the boy's elbows and his back, pulling until finally even the gymnastic Robby winced in pain, bending over sharply. He then tightened the remaining chains.\n\n\tThe raccoon kit was suspended a few feet off the floor with his legs spread out to his sides. \n\n\tCurious, Kaden stepped back to survey his work. \"Are you okay like that, Robby?\" \n\n\tRobby nodded. He couldn't move at all, but the pressure on his shoulders was somewhat lessened by the fact he was also hanging by his strong legs. \n\n\t\"Feels good, doesn't it?\" Kaden snickered. \"It's not often you get suspended in the air like that. I was just going to keep your legs apart, but it seems like I can do this just as easily.\" He shook his head. \"I love flexible boys.\" \n\n\tDanny was gaping in shock. \"That's awesome!\" he gasped, reaching out and touching the raccoon's shoulder. \"That'd kill me!\" \n\n\tKaden nodded. \"There's still a bit of pressure on his shoulders, but a lot of his weight is being taken by the chains on his legs. But we gotta hurry; even his shoulders won't last forever like that.\" \n\n\tRobby grimaced. It wasn't exactly comfortable at all, but he was sure he could take it for some time. He couldn't move even slightly: pulled in three directions, with one of them going against several joints, it was impossible and even painful to try. \n\n\tBut the dominant cheetah wasn't done yet... he attached a chain to the front d-ring on Robby's collar, attaching him to yet another attachment point hidden in the middle of the floor, over which he was suspended. It pulled his head down, separating his shoulders even more. \n\n\tChuckling, Kaden held a very small leather ring in front of the raccoon's nose. \n\n\t\"Can you guess what this is for?\" he asked, smirking. \n\n\tRobby tried to shake his head, but of course he couldn't. The chain Kaden had just stuck on his collar was taut. \"N-no...\" \n\n\t\"Well...\" stepping behind the boy, Kaden opened the small ring, actually a cuff, and slipped it around the base of the stripped tail. \"It's to stop this thing here from getting in my way.\" Using an elastic cord, he attached the top ring on the tail-cuff to the rear d-ring on Robby's collar. \"There we go. Now you can't move anything really, not even your tail. Like it?\" \n\n\tThe raccoon shuddered, trying gingerly to move. \"Y-yeah...\" \n\n\tDanny gulped. \"Oh god...\" he gasped, stepping back. \"You look AWESOME Robby!\" \n\n\tKaden ran a paw down the prominent spine of the raccoon, before resting his paw on the boy's bottom. That would do, he'd just have to help lessen some of the weight on the cub's shoulders. \"Alright...\" he said softly. \"Now for you, Danny.\" He spun around and grabbed the fox by the shoulder, yanking him in front of the raccoon roughly. \"On your knees.\" \n\n\tHe made Danny kneel under the raccoon's bound torso, pulling his arms around the gray furred body, and locking them together in an embrace around the suspended boy's waist. Attaching a chain, he pulled Danny up slightly, using the same eyehook on the roof as he had used for Rob's wrists. \n\n\tDanny was now pulled up into Robby's lower stomach, the erect raccoon's member right in his face. Kaden chuckled. \"You know what to do, brat.\" He covered Danny's eyes with a tight blindfold, and picked up a vibrating butt-plug from the equipment rack, along with a small tube reminiscent of a toothpaste tube. \n\n\tKneeling down behind the fox, he deposited some slick lubricant on the orange object, before pressing it against the fox's sphincter. \"This should keep you occupied while I focus on Robby.\" \n\n\tBlindfolded and plugged, Kaden left Danny to himself, standing up once again. The fox was giggling excitedly and already licking his muzzle.\n\n\tRobby squealed as Danny wrapped his muzzle around his dick once again. \"Feels different, doesn't it?\" whispered Kaden, running a sensual paw through the 'coon's head-fur. \"Don't worry. Never worry, kiddo. I'm paying attention to ya.\" He withdrew the final object he'd been carrying from his pocket. It was a ball-gag. \"But I can't have you screaming or talking now, can I? Open up.\"\n\n\tRobby opened his muzzle hesitantly, and was gagged in short order. \"Good boy,\" said Kaden, walking over to the fridge and opening it. He withdrew a very strange object from the freezer section...\n\n\tHe turned and grinned evilly at the bound raccoon. \"Now the fun begins...\" he held up the object, so Robby could see it. The phallic shaped object was made of solid ice, and a fine mist was playing off of it... \"Let's get started seein' how much you can take, huh?\" \n\n\tAria examined the ankle cuffs. Like the wrist cuffs her sister and David had sneakily stuck on her, they were lined with fluff and velvet, very comfortable. \n\n\t\"So far so good,\" she muttered, looking over at Jenny. \n\n\tThe lady coughed, indicating both her and Jeremy should be down on the floor... the two children did so, kneeling. \"OK,\" she said firmly. \"Let's get started.\" She grinned. \"Seeing you like that gave me an idea. A couple actually. Bondage is all fun and everything, but let's get you started on something else you need to get used to.\"\n\n\t\"What's that?\" Aria blinked up at the adult.\n\n\t\"Submission.\" Jenny crossed her legs. \"Doing as you're told. It's an important thing here, especially for some of the things you've asked for on your sheet. When we start playing, you're going to be a good little girl and do everything I tell you; sounds good?\" \n\n\tThe butterflies were back. \"Wh-what kind of things will you tell me to do?\" Aria asked, shifting slightly. \n\n\t\"Don't be so worried; remember this is about your enjoyment. It won't be anything nasty. Well, too nasty.\" The grownup walked to the equipment rack and began sifting through the miscellaneous objects. \"It'll be stuff that feels good; I'll correct your behavior along the way.\" Something about the way she said that brought a shiver to Aria's spine. \n\n\tJeremy shifted slightly and Jenny rounded on him. \"You too,\" she said firmly, suddenly looking a whole lot scarier. \"You've gone too long without being put in your place, fox. But if you behave yourself I'll reward you.\" \n\n\tThe butterflies seemed to change their tune again. \"This is kinda cool,\" Aria whispered under her breath. It was something in Jenny's demeanor that was causing that fluttery feeling... it was new and hard to explain, even to herself, but Aria was certainly interested.\n\n\tJenny walked back over to the kneeling kits and dumped an armful of paraphernalia on the floor. She faced Jeremy and knelt down. \"Hold out your arms,\" she demanded. The arctic obeyed, his breathing already ragged. \n\n\tAria shifted slightly and watching with mounting interest.\n\n\tJenny locked the fox's wrists together with a padlock, taking a small length of chain roughly 6 inches in length and attaching the D-rings on the cuffs to the front ring on Jeremy's black leather collar. She then roughly yanked him to his feet by one of his bound skinny, white-furred arm. \n\n\tThe domme stepped across to Aria and just stared at her. \"Well?\" she finally said. \n\n\tAria squeaked and held out her arms. Jenny repeated the process, pulling the mouse-girl to her naked feet.\n\n\t\"Right, let's get started, children,\" Jenny snapped, walking across the room to a saw-horse perfectly sized for kits and covered with a layer of cushioning, though a little longer than normal. It had a third support leg in the middle. \"Boy, come here.\" \n\n\tJeremy obediently walked over to the simple device. When he neared it, Jenny reached out and grabbed him, forcing him to bend over it, on the right hand side. Withdrawing some more of those small chains and locks, Jenny pulled the arctic's legs to the sides and attached them to the right and middle supports, keeping his legs spread. Around the front, she attached one more chain to the boy's cuffs, pulling his arms down to the ground. \n\n\tShe stepped back to admire her handiwork, before slipping her paw around the tiny waist and fondling Jeremy. \"Good boy,\" she complimented, stepping back. \"Stay nice and hard now.\" \n\n\tAria gulped. Jeremy was already one of the sexiest boys she'd ever seen- downright beautiful- but he was a natural in bondage. It just made him look delicious. \n\n\tJenny grinned maliciously and imperiously gestured for Aria to come over. Aria swallowed and walked over briskly. Was she going to be bent over that thing too?\n\n\tThe adult mouse towered over her small charge. Aria just noticed the lady was holding a riding crop like it was part of her. \"Girl,\" asked Jenny, saying in about ten ways that she meant business. She pointed at the tied down arctic. \"Do you like this boy? Find him sexy?\"\n\n\tAria flushed and felt like she wanted to shrink. She had no idea why... she never had a problem admitting someone turned her on! \"Uhhmm...\" \n\n\t\"Don't lie about it. It's obvious.\" \n\n\tThe butterflies went into a frenzy. \"Y-yes.\"\n\n\t\"Yes what exactly?\" \n\n\t\"Ah, um, yes, I think he's sexy.\" What was she getting at? \n\n\t\"Are you good with your paws, girl?\" \n\n\tAria blinked. \"Umm, I think so,\" she said. \"Ma'am,\" she added quickly. \n\n\tJenny nodded in approval. \"Get on your knees under him,\" she ordered. Aria squeezed under the boy, who meeped curiously as she did so. The mouse-girl got onto her knees, facing the boy's genitals; it was obvious now what she was going to be made to do. \"Good,\" added Jenny, walking back to the equipment rack. \"You're going to use your paws to see how many times you can make him cum in ten minutes. Don't worry, he's dry.\" \n\n\tOkay that seemed easy...\n\n\t\"If it's less than ten times, you're both in trouble. I'll be asking you Jeremy, so don't try to lie.\" \n\n\tOh crap. That wasn't even possible. Aria squeaked. \n\n\tJenny giggled internally. There was no way Aria could do this, of course. According to her memory, the average ten year old male of most species needed around one and a half minutes of pretty good stimulation to orgasm, sometimes longer with it getting harder after each climax despite the fact they were usually still dry. Jeremy would be even harder to please than this, so she hoped the newbie would enjoy the elaborate punishment she had for her.\n\n\tShe frowned as she faced the equipment rack. Maybe she should go even easier than she planned. Pain wasn't something you just jumped into. Maybe she'd cut back on the length of the session to see what Aria thought of it. \n\n\t\"Uh, umm...\" asked Aria, feeling unusually dominated. \"Can I use my mouth?\" \n\n\tJenny turned around. \"Didn't I say paws?\" she said firmly. \"No. And I'll be making sure it isn't wet afterwards. Better get started...\" she lifted up her sleeve to reveal a wristwatch. \"I'm already timing.\" \n\n\tHer heart stopping momentarily, Aria reached up as best she could with her paws attached to her neck, wrapping the warm little member in her fingers. She had to place her head right up near the boy's lower stomach, so she made the most of it, gently nuzzling his groin while she worked, sniffing deeply. \"Oh man, he's so cute!\" she thought, pumping firmly. She tried to focus on that rather than the impending punishment. \n\n\tJeremy gasped and moaned, trying to push his groin towards Aria's paws. It felt nice and all, being bound again, and Aria wasn't shy with her fingers at all, but this was a lost cause; few other cubs could make him orgasm quickly without 'outside help'. Ten times in ten minutes wasn't going to happen like this, Jenny planned on Aria failing and the little arctic was just along for the pleasurable ride. \n\n\tWhich was of course really cool. \n\n\tAria started pumping and tugging seriously, her own breathing coming faster with her body so close to the horny and adorable arctic. She felt the familiar sensation of her nipples hardening and her slit becoming wetter and more sensitive. \"Aaahh...\" she gasped, wondering how long it'd be before she got any attention down there.\n\n\tJenny had walked around behind her. \"Spread your legs, Aria,\" she commanded, sitting on her knees behind the busy girl. \"It's more comfortable that way.\" \n\nAria followed the advice; it allowed her to keep her back straighter. Suddenly, something started buzzing quietly behind her, very audible in the soundproof room. Before Aria could ask, something brushed against her pussy, making her squeak and jump up slightly. She looked down in surprise. \n\nJenny had picked up a strange vibrator. An oval shaped vibrating egg attached to a slightly curved handle about a foot long, all made of purple plastic. It was vibrating so violently it was literally blurring... \"Keep going,\" admonished Jenny, pushing the egg right up against Aria's crotch and moving it back and forth. The strong vibrations were almost overwhelming, and Aria doubled over briefly, releasing Jeremy's dick. \n\n\"Uhhh!\" she mewled, her body shaking a little. \"I-it's too strong!\" \n\nJenny smirked to herself behind the little mouse. \"It's going to get worse. Keep going.\" \n\nGasping and struggling, her body shaking ever-so-slightly more with each second passing, Aria reached back up to tremblingly grasp the stiffy in front of her. It didn't help that Jeremy was a little younger and thus smaller than what she was used to, and it was hard to manipulate the little member that was only a little bigger than 2 inches! Thankfully, he was about as hard as he was going to get. \"Oooh!\"\n\nJeremy actually let out a little giggle; that vibrator was absolutely crazy, he knew for a fact. It drove him wild up his backside or pressed to his dick; now he could 'see' what it did to a girl's privates. It was possibly worse.\n\nTsking, Jenny reached out and fondly rubbed Jeremy's ears. \"Don't laugh, boy. I've not forgotten about you.\" She grinned sadistically. \"But let's see how crazy we can drive the little tom-girl, hmm? Then we'll see about punishing you for being so nasty and laughing at how she can't stop her little body from shaking just because of a little vibrator.\"\n\nAria squirmed, both from the firmly pressed in egg-of-doom and the belittling comment. She was still trying her best with Jeremy's penis, but her arms were literally shaking and her breathing was coming hard and fast, like when she occasionally stuck herself under a freezing shower! Her snatch was getting wetter, puffier and more sensitive, making the sensations even worse! Where the heck did they find such a toy?\n\nJenny started humming to herself quietly, the sound masked by the buzzing toy in her paws. She ran it back and forth, up and down the little kit's vagina, varying the pressure from a firm press to a light brush. She started to press it up against the front area, right near the clitoris...\n\nAria squealed and jerked away. \"Get back here now!\" snapped Jenny fiercely. \n\nWith a whimper, Aria slid back into position, spreading her knees and trying to focus on fiddling the boy... \n\nJenny, of course, pressed the egg right up against Aria's reddened clit again, this time grabbing the girl's slender shoulder to hold her steady. She began to rub it up and down, faster and faster...\n\nAria was shaking violently now; she couldn't even keep her eyes fully open and her whole body was tensing up spasmodically. She let out a high pitched cry and nearly toppled forward, a strong orgasm ripping its way through her small body. She gasped and whimpered, but Jenny kept up the pressure with that purple monstrosity. \n\nWhen Aria's climax finished, Jenny waited until the little mousey-kit was squirming and keening, her very sensitive clit being pushed towards a second... then she stopped, pulling the buzzing egg away from between her charge's sweet-meat. \"You just came, didn't you?\" she asked. Aria nodded weakly. \"And you still haven't got Jeremy to yet? Better hurry.\" She shut down the vibrator, stood, and walked back to the equipment rack.\n\nTaking a deep breath, Aria gathered herself and started jerking again on Jeremy's cocklet. She felt like she was floating on clouds though, like she needed another distraction.\n\n\tJenny had picked up something else, but was still holding the egg-of-doom (which Aria had decided to call it from now on) when she returned. Kneeling back down, she slipped a plastic, knobbed vibrator, slick with lube, into Aria's snatch. It was a reasonable sized one, and when it was switched on it had a more reasonable vibration strength, though Aria almost immediately started shaking again. \n\n\tThis time, however, the dominatrix rodent stood and went around behind Jeremy. Without warning, she snapped him on the backside with her riding crop, eliciting a sharp yelp from the fox-boy. \"Now for you, you bad boy!\" she said almost cheerfully. \"Laughing at your fellow sub when she couldn't help it!\" \n\n\t\"S-sorry ma'am!\" squeaked Jeremy. \"I didn't mean it!\" \n\n\tJenny harrumphed. \"Oh, I don't care about that,\" she said off-handedly. \"It just meant that you had it too easy. If you have time to be sniggering at girls, then you should be using it to get your little fluffy white backside whacked, don't you agree, Aria?\" Without waiting for Aria's response, she lashed the boy's bum again. Jeremy's response was baffling to Aria, though. He squealed and jolted, like she would've expected, but also his breathing got harsher, and his little dick stiffened, jolting in her paws. \n\n\tJeremy was struck on his exposed ass a few more times. Out of reflex, his tail tried to cover him up but the duster-like thing was just grabbed and pulled up ruthlessly while Jenny smacked him another half-dozen times. Each time it had a similar effect, and Aria tried to step up her efforts. \n\n\tWith 'her' boy mewing and moaning harder now, it seemed like Aria might be able to get him to...\n\n\tUnexpectedly, Jenny moved away again to the equipment again, but Jeremy was still acting a lot hornier than before. What was she off to get now?!\n\n\tShe returned with a paddle. It was made of sturdy wood, birch or something. It had several holes in its head, which was about the size of a large male's paw, and just seeing it from underneath Jeremy's body made Aria wince. Jeremy was really going to be hit with that?! It looked at least as bad as the hairbrush Aria'd been spanked with before, and just a few hits from that could make her cry.\n\n\tUnsurprisingly, Jenny walked straight back up behind the bent-over arctic fox, lifted his tail to expose his naked ass again, and swung. Hard. \n\n\tJeremy cried out. Unlike the yelps before, this one really sounded painful. But his dick shuddered and stiffened, gaining at least a centimeter in length for a split second each time he was hit, and Aria was, putting her vibrating intruder out of her mind as best she could, working him well by now. Her two paws worked in tandem, rubbing, stroking, tugging and sliding his foreskin back and forth at a good speed. \n\n\tWhack! And again, Jeremy yelled out in pain and surprise.\n\n\tWhack!\n\n\tSuddenly, he let forth a keening squeal, his body trying to double up even more as his small cock spasmed in Aria's experienced paws.\n\n\tWhack! He squeaked pathetically, his dick quivering again. \n\n\t\"Good kits,\" Jenny said to both of them. \"Keep going Aria, he's got nine to go.\" \n\n\tAria bit her own lip gently, trying to keep working, but her arms were already tired. How long had it been so far? She knew from experience boys her age could cum several times in a row, but Jeremy was proving even harder to work with than she'd thought. It was as if he needed to be being hurt by someone or something to even come close! How bizarre!\n\n\tWalking around the duo once more, Jenny ducked down behind Aria once again, scooting a little closer than before. She wrapped one arm around the little girl's thin, furry belly and the other dropped to her snatch again. \n\n\t\"Oh god no...\" whispered Aria, as the grownup's left hand sought out the exposed, stiff and sensitive buds on her chest. The right one wrapped around the base of the knobbed, uneven vibrator and began to slowly pull it out. \n\n\t\"Oh yes,\" Jenny contradicted, rubbing a little nip in between a thumb and forefinger. \"It's not going to be easy for you. I never said it would be, hun.\" She torturously pushed the vibrator back up, rubbing at the furry chest in front of her. \"Be a good girl and cum like you did before. You know, so hard you can barely move.\" She leaned in and nibbled on Aria's ear... \"So I can punish you.\"\n\n\t\"Go slowly now Danny,\" ordered Kaden, stepping up the suspended raccoon's pink little hole. \"Don't make this too easy for him.\" He laid one comforting paw on Robby's lower back and pressed the freezing dildo gently up to the boy's anus. It was barely even touching but instantly Robby squealed and jolted in his hellish 'strappado on steroids' position. Kaden sniggered. \"Don't worry Robby, it's not that big. It's just the right size for a little virgin hole like yours; I'm not new to this.\" He pressed it into the hole, the slick object providing its own lubricant as it began to separate the boy's anus. \n\n\tRobby \"yiped\" loudly into his muzzle-gag, his body shivering. \"So cold! It's so cold!\" he thought, closing his eyes tightly. \"It's really, really cooooold!!\"\n\n\t\"Oh, don't worry about it melting, either,\" Kaden said sultrily, his muzzle next to the bound boy's ears. \"I've got three more.\" He pressed it in even more, and it breached the 'coon's sphincter, entering in by an inch while Robby keened some more. \"If you want me to stop, just ask. Or untie yourself.\" \n\n\tRobby felt his stomach plummet. That joke seemed a lot funnier when Danny did it to Jeremy.\n\n\tDanny was licking and sucking very lightly on his dick, he noticed. Clearly, they both wanted him to focus more on his predicament; the tight and uncomfortable bondage along with that horrible, freezing thing penetrating his butt. He whined and tried to pull his tail down to protect himself, but the cuff around the base of his tail made that totally impossible. He couldn't even move slightly to take his mind off the sensation... this was happening to him now and he had to deal with it. \n\n\tBut he really was so incredibly horny right now... maybe this wasn't so bad after - \n\n\tKaden pushed the dildo one last time, and it slithered easily into Robby's colon, the alien sensation of invasion making him gasp loudly. He'd never had something this big up there before! Just a few fingers and things! \n\n\tThen the cold hit him properly. He squealed loudly and shivered violently. It was truly freezing up there. He even felt his nuts- which hadn't even dropped yet- pulling back into his body. \n\n\tThe contrast between the freezing object of hell in his butt and the warm, loving envelope of Danny's muzzle around his penis was incredible though.\n\n\t\"Not too bad, see?\" Kaden cooed, reaching for Robby's totally exposed scrotum and firmly grasping at them. With a yip of surprise, Robby realized he was grabbing at his balls, pulling them back down. It felt uncomfortable, but he wasn't pulling so hard it hurt. \"Let's keep these out where we can see them, hm? Little slaves shouldn't be allowed to hide their ballsies at any time. Especially not when I want them to cum.\" \n\n\tHe grabbed the frozen dildo and pulled it out halfway, before pushing it right back in. He started slowly at first, reaming him slowly, letting the raccoon get used to the sensation of the freezing object moving back and forth, but within a minute he was effectively butt-fucking the boy with an icicle. \n\n\tIt wasn't a straight phallic shape, or a simple tapered dildo. The ice dildo was specially shaped, made in professionally designed and built devices that created a very appropriate shape; it wasn't even made of normal ice; this stuff took a long time to defrost even up someone's butt. This one was, as he said, small enough that it didn't really hurt inexperienced tail-holes, but it had a few embellishments that, due to the cold, Kaden was sure Robby hadn't felt going in. But he'd notice the prostate stimulating lump with tiny massaging studs all over it soon enough... \n\n\tAnd he did. Robby was still shivering from the cold intruder, but as it moved back and forth he noticed a pressure moving up and down his butt. It felt odd and pleasurable, like the pressure was pushing up against his dick from behind, and yet it was nowhere near there... it started to become sensitive, despite the numbing cold.\n\n\tKaden prodded Danny in the stomach with a foot, giving him the signal, and the fox started slurping and sucking harder, bobbing his head with his muzzle suddenly sealed around Robby's two-and-a-half incher. Kaden also pulled on Robby's testes a little harder. \n\n\tThe raccoon whimpered and tried to squirm but it was all to no avail. The coldness of that dildo had made his anus clamp right around the invader as its slick length slipped up and down, almost bashing on his prostate. Danny was seriously suckling him like a baby with a bottle, and his glans were so sensitive now that each time his tongue moved it made him nearly cry. \n\n\tHis balls were being pulled on gently, and it was starting to get uncomfortable. Kaden was pulling them away while his body was trying to retract them! If that wasn't enough, Kaden was gently massaging them now. \n\n\tTo top it all off, this position was incredible restrictive. His legs were pulled taut to the side, and his arms were yanked up firmly and nearly painfully, while his head was dragged downwards the opposed direction.\n\n\tKaden cooed softly at him. \"Hey there, Rob,\" he said comfortingly. \"We won't let this get too uncomfortable, so relax and enjoy it. Feel how good it is.\"\n\n\tWhat really surprised Robby was how he was already doing exactly that. He trusted them both, and was actually trying to fend off the oncoming orgasm, because he knew it'd be unbearably strong...\n\n\t\"Oh crap!\" he whimpered silently, his ears flattening against his head. \"When I cum I'll probably pass out!\"\n\n\tThe ice dildo was moving faster now, and Kaden was pressing it towards the boy's pre-teen prostate. Danny was moving faster, focusing on the stiffening, enlarged head of his boyfriend's cock, knowing that when it came it'd drive him to breaking point. \n\n\t\"MMMEEEEE!!\" Robby shrieked, his entire body suddenly trying to suck in upon itself involuntarily. The orgasm hit him like a bullet-train; he'd been taken to the very edge of his sexual endurance and the climax just tore his body to shreds. His penis and prostate suddenly exploded with sensation and immediately became even more sensitive, the continuing attentions of both his captors even more impossible to bear. \n\n\tDanny hummed happily as the cock in his maw shook like it hit 8.5 on the Richter scale. He slurped excitedly on the head, trying his very best to overwhelm his friend with sensation... \n\n\tKaden smiled and stopped. The raccoon would go crazy if they kept this up. He released the furry sack in his hand and prodded Danny again. Of course, Danny didn't simply stop, he had to pull his head back, for one last unbearable moment, releasing the dick with an audible 'pop'. \"Oooh yeah,\" he said playfully, nuzzling up at Robby's tensed stomach. \n\n\tFor his part, Robby's eyes were still closed and his entire body was still rock hard with tension as the orgasm lingered horribly. \n\n\tKaden gently pumped on the ice-dildo. \"There we go,\" he said gently to the kit. \"Did you like that? Was that a strong cum, lil bro?\" Robby nodded, swearing quietly into the gag. It was horrible at the same time, though. \"Do you need to be let down? Does it hurt?\" He shook his bandit striped face, breathing so hard he felt like he'd just done three hours on a horizontal bar. \n\n\t\"Good,\" Kaden smiled, pulling out the ice-dildo slowly. The hole closed immediately, the skin around it pale and cold. \"Because this is a good position.\" He released Danny, and motioned for the boy to stand next to him behind Robby. He then withdrew a small, cloth glove from his back pocket, slipping it onto his right paw. Danny thought it looked like one of those \"dusting gloves\" his mom owned... \n\n\t\"What's that, Kay?\" he asked demurely, standing next to his dominant. \n\n\tKay knelt down, wrapping one arm around Danny's waist, and putting his other paw on Robby's buttocks. \"It's a cleaning glove. The ice dildo melted a bit in there, so it'll help me clean him up in there, and warm it up too...\" He pressed it against Robby's abused tail-hole, worming it open with the smooth fibers rather easily. With his other paw, however, he wrapped it around Danny's erection and began to diddle him idly. \"And you're going to stand here and give my other paw something to do, foxy.\" \n\n\tDanny shrugged and closed his eyes happily. If Kay wanted to do that, then he was fine with it! He still had the butt plug buzzing away up there too...\n\n\tThe cleaning glove felt wonderful up there. It was warming Robby's freezing colon very well, and it felt nice and smooth going around and around in there, a lot like someone's soft fur... a little like the soft, smoothness of Danny's fur, actually. \n\n\tRobby hummed happily into his gag, taking the opportunity to just hang there and relax.\n\n\tAfter a few minutes of Kaden rubbing warmth into his butt once again, he went off and cleaned the glove. The absorbent fibers hadn't picked up all that much anyway; Robby was a clean cub.\n\n\t\"Right,\" Kaden said, clapping his paws. \"Now you're nice and clean, let's see...\" \n\n\t\"Do ya want to screw him, Kaden?\" asked Danny helpfully. \"He'll love it, I'm sure.\" \n\n\tThe cheetah chuckled and shook his head. \"Sorry little dudes, but I'm too big for the newbies,\" he said without a trace of modesty. \"Maybe when you're a little more used to it, like Danny.\" He sighed slightly. \"I'm going to let you down Robby, and put you in a position you and Danny can both be in for a little while.\" He held up two spreader bars and a handful of smaller chains. \"Let's have some more fun.\"\n\n\tAria was moaning loudly by now, her inflamed pussy and nipples being assaulted by the expert paws of a profession kit-dominatrix. It didn't take long for her to cum once again, her youthful body suddenly collapsing as the feelings took over her again; thankfully it was nowhere near as bad as the first one. This time, Jenny was mild and gentle about it; but it was still hurting her chances of getting her score of ten...\n\n\tJenny stood again, leaving Aria to her job, taking the vibrator with her. This time, however, as she walked to the equipment rack, she was removing her shirt and unbuttoning her black skirt. \"It's nearly time-up, Aria,\" she said darkly, undressing silently. \"I'll help you this one last time.\" \n\n\tAria looked on in bafflement as Jenny messed with something she couldn't see. When the adult turned back around, Aria gasped. \n\n\tShe'd stripped off all but her bra and shoes, and was now wearing a strap on. But this was no ordinary strap on. The protruding phallus looked like some kind of torture device. It was eight inches long, two inches wide, was studded all the way from top to bottom and seemed to be capable of vibration judging by the switch on the base. There was just no freakin' way she'd get that inside Jeremy. No way. And Aria didn't even want to think about it being used on her.\n\n\tJenny walked back up to the boy's behind, placing one steadying paw on his lower back, and spreading her own legs to lower herself. Thankfully she wasn't very tall, and Jeremy was lifted a few inches off the ground, bent over the saw-horse.\n\n\tDepositing a tiny, useless amount of lube on the tip of the monstrosity, she pressed it up against Jeremy's tail-hole. Then she pushed... inexorably pushing it inwards.\n\n\tJeremy cried out, the big rounded tip of the thing pushing his anus apart. \"Aaah!\"\n\n\tAria bit her lip. No way! \n\n\tWith a firm, relentless push with her hips, the wide phallus plunged into Jeremy's sphincter, penetrating by about an inch. Jeremy reflexively tried to bring his tail down once again, but it was batted easily away by Jenny's spare paw, and then he was snapped on the lower back by her riding crop. \"Bad boy,\" scolded Jenny, pushing it even further in. \n\n\tJeremy wailed and scrunched his eyes up. At the same time, he tried to adjust for the invader however, relaxing and pushing with his rectal muscles-- something that ironically helps anal entry but everyone does it to try to stop it. He was used to big things by now but this was bigger than big for a nine year old. It still hurt slightly. \n\n\tHowever, Jenny was absolutely ruthless. She whacked him on the back again, telling him to stop whining. Pushing deeper and harder with that huge, massaging strap on from hell. He gasped and shuddered.\n\n\tAria was gobsmacked. Jenny had actually stuck that thing about four inches into Jeremy's rear end! How was that possible! Jeremy was small! The thing was absurdly wide! It obviously didn't feel all that great though, because just the entry of it was making the little arctic sob and whimper.\n\n\tWhat was really bewildering was how once again Jeremy's body was reacting as if... the pain turned him on like nothing else could. Remembering her purpose again, the little mouse girl started pumping on the little dick with what remained of her energy. \n\n\tThe strap-on was now very deep in Jeremy's backside, and Jenny started to buck, pulling in and out. She had chosen this particular head on purpose; it would hurt, but it was just shy of being big enough to tear the experienced boy's backside. It would hurt a bit, but it was still nothing compared to what Jeremy would have actually asked for if she gave him the chance. \n\n\tShe started fucking him slowly at first, occasionally hitting him with that crop of hers and telling him off for moaning like a little bitch, or for whimpering as if it really hurt him. The boy's body was shuddering now, and sure enough...\n\n\tIt took nearly a minute of the reaming as well as Aria's efforts to bring him to another climax, but neither of them stopped, forcing him to squeal and writhe in the mini-maelstrom of pleasure and pain for a while longer, tears leaking from his eyes. He suddenly cried out again, thrashing as best as he could on the saw-horse. \n\n\tSuddenly, Jenny stopped. \"Right, time's up Aria,\" she said firmly. She removed the strap-on quickly, giving Aria the barest view of her grownup snatch- something she'd seen before anyway. \n\n\tShe came around to Jeremy's face, leaning over. \"How many times was that?\" she demanded, lifting the boy's muzzle up to her. \n\n\tSniffing, Jeremy replied quietly. \"Th-three, ma'am.\" \n\n\tJenny frowned. \"Three?\" \n\n\t\"The last w-was a double...\" \n\n\t\"Oh well, still seven short.\" \n\n\tAria swallowed and felt a little upset. \"B-but there's no way I could've got ten!\" she complained, offended. \n\n\tJenny laughed and reached under the saw horse, taking the girl by the wrist and pulling her out. \"Of course you couldn't, silly,\" she said, somehow managing to sound both threatening and comforting simultaneously. \"You weren't going to make him orgasm ten times. Nobody I know could. I was going to punish you anyway.\" Then she glowered at the slightly frightened girl. \"But for talking back, I'm going to have some more fun with you.\" \n\n\tWithout waiting for a response, she yanked Aria over to the saw-horse and pulled her over it. \"Don't move!\" she commanded, reaching down to secure her to the left and middle legs on the same side as Jeremy. Something in Jenny's voice just... made Aria do as she was told. It was uncanny. \n\n\tSoon, she had Aria bound the exact same way as Jeremy on the same saw-horse. \n\n\tAria whimpered in anxiety. \"A-are you going to hit me?\" she asked. After all, what had she just been doing to Jeremy?\n\n\tJenny rubbed her ears. \"No,\" she said coolly. \"Not unless you want me to. I'm just going to introduce you to an old friend.\" \n\n\tA familiar buzzing sound suddenly filled the room, and Aria meeped pathetically. \n\n\t\"Remember this bad-boy?\" chortled Jenny, brushing Aria's totally exposed vagina with that dreaded purple egg again. The girl squealed and tried to pull her legs up, to absolutely no effect. \"He liked your pussy earlier, I think. This time he wants to get to know you a little better.\"\n\n\tAria swore in a shrill voice, but it didn't deter Jenny or the purple egg of doom in the least. The vibrating horror teased her clit once more, Jenny brushing it back and forth over the distended top of Aria's labia. \"Gnnn!\" whimpered Aria, her eyes closing reflexively. \n\n\tJenny laughed happily. \"Ooh, you're really nice and sensitive down here Aria. I think we'll have a lot of fun together...\" She shifted her posture, holding the vibrator in one paw and swatting Jeremy's bum with her riding crop in the other. \"As for you, Jeremy, I think we still owe you for laughing earlier.\" She reached under his legs with the leather instrument, stroking along the arctic's still hard shaft with its tip. \"But don't worry. It'll hurt very good.\" \n\n\tWith that, she pressed the egg against Aria's slit firmly, pushing it apart. The girl squealed as the vibrating thing slipped between her labia and up into her pre-teen vagina, causing the fur in her crotch to vibrate. Her legs again tried to pull in, and her stomach wall tensed right up. \"Aaaah!\"\n\n\tJenny leaned over the saw-horse, rubbing at Aria's exposed chest once again, this time with more vigor. \"I'll show you how you get someone to orgasm once a minute, Aria,\" she promised, pulling the vibrator up and down inside of her little submissive. \"You should be coming up on one now, right?\" \n\n\tWith a strained cry, Aria came once again, shaking like a leaf. \n\n\t\"That's one. Let's see if I can get five or so in five minutes. Can't keep Jeremy waiting after all.\" \n\n\tThe torment only lasted a few minutes. Five, if Jenny had been true to her word.\t\n\n\tExhausted and drained, Aria was released from the saw-horse and taken over to the sofa. Jenny was cradling her gently in her arms, very carefully. \"You alright, Aria?\" she asked softly, laying the little girl down. \n\n\tAria opened her eyes and smiled. She felt like she was in a permanent after-glow after that. She'd never climaxed so hard so many times in such a short period of time; that egg was truly the vibrating egg of doom. \"I'm ok!\" she said, trying to focus. \n\n\t\"Good!\" Jenny sniggered, hugging her new sub. \"Did you enjoy it?\"\n\n\t\"Hell yeah...\"\n\n\tJennifer stifled a laugh. \"Alright. I'll be back in a minute.\" \n\n\tShe went over and retrieved Jeremy. The boy hadn't been left alone while Jenny worked over Aria; his eyes were red from tears evoked by continual strikes with the riding crop (sometimes to places Aria wasn't even sure about), and his dick was still hard and jutting a few inches out in front of his body asking for attention. \n\n\tJennifer hefted the little boy up and took him back over to the couch, asking him too how he felt and if he enjoyed it. Aria couldn't hear the conversation, but Jeremy was placed down on the couch next to her. \n\n\t\"There we go, cuties,\" Jenny said, beaming at the two. She sat between them and pulled the two of them into her, holding them in a loose embrace. \"We're not done yet, but I wanted you to have little rest and see what you thought of it, Aria.\"\n\n\tAria smiled, feeling a little more energetic now. \"It was great!\" she replied. \"It feels cool being tied up. Told what to do.\"\n\n\tJenny nodded. \"And being made to cum so often and hard, I bet? What about you, Jeremy?\" \n\n\tThe arctic opened his eyes and smiled up at Jenny. His eyes were still red. Fur was matted with some tears. \"It was awesome, ma'am!\" he breathed. \"I-I haven't been allowed to cum during... for a while.\" \n\n\tThe grownup beeped the fox on the nose. \"That's because you keep asking for them to do it that way.\" She ruffled his messy head-fur. \"You've forgotten the other side of it, Jeremy; a side you used to love too. Try to get into the middle again so you don't hurt yourself again.\" \n\n\tJeremy flushed and averted his eyes. But Aria was gawking at him in abject bafflement. She heard those yelps and screams. Sure, she yelped too, but Jeremy was hit by a freakin' spanking paddle twelve times and reamed by a monster-dick. But he says he loved it? And Jen said it wasn't as extreme as what he usually does!\n\n\tAria felt a strange type of reverence dawn on her. Was this what a kit could attain in S/M by Jeremy's age? Really? Whoa...\n\n\t\"Speaking of in the middle,\" Jenny started again, rubbing both her kits' ears, \"the next thing I have planned for you is about there.\" She looked seriously at the neophyte mouse on her lap. \"That time you got pleasure and had to watch Jeremy deal with pain. This time it's going to be a different story.\" \n\n\tAria gulped. She knew it. That was just a test. The baby test. \"What've you got in mind?\" she asked meekly. \n\n\tWith a slight smirk, Jennifer began to explain the next and final test. The test that would push Aria's limits.\n\n\tAnd as she begun, Jeremy's interest and Aria's dismay grew with each second.\n\n\tAfter letting the boys rest for a while, Kaden finally sighed and stood up. \"OK boys, time for the finale.\" He grabbed the duo gently then turned them around and pressed them belly to belly...\n\n\t\"Now, as I'm sure Danny knows,\" he began, pushing the boys to their knees, still keeping their tummies and chests touching, \"I have a thing for two little elements.\" He re-bound the kits' wrists, this time around one another's waists, and then reattached them one another's spreader bars with shorter chain. The boys were now bound facing together and onto their knees... \"I love playing with the backdoor, if ya know what I mean.\" He took a rope from the rack and tied the two boys' fluffy waists together, and then did the same with their hips, pressing their groins together so they could feel each other's hard and wet dicks against one another. \"And I love having two cubs tied together.\" He also removed their gags, but kept them blindfolded. \"And, hey, whaddaya know? You two are practically the exact same height and build. Perfect.\" \n\n\tHe reached underneath the two, feeling around to ensure their crotches were flush together. \"I want you two to feel everything, including when your boyfriend's little member twitches and grows against your groin.\" He put one of the tail-cuffs on Danny, pulling it up towards his collar with the same elastic rope he'd used on Robby. \"You should be kissing one another, like little gay boys should be...\" Robby felt his face flush and his ears folded slightly, while Kaden used a few inches of chain to connect their collars together. \"And generally as turned on as possible, while I drill your little kiddy prostates to make you squirm and moan together, and hopefully cum a few times. Sound good?\" \n\n\tBoth the boys suddenly shivered... dear god, they were already horny as hell. Danny in particular had a high heart rate: Kaden was a wizard with his paws. He loved this position, too, pressed up against a tight, other fur's body covered in silky fur...\n\n\tKaden knelt beside the hugging kits and surveyed his work. He really was hard now, but there was no real way to deal with that now. He embraced the two boys around the shoulder, playfully nipping at their ears and chuckling when they couldn't pull away, giggling. \"Go on then, kiss,\" he told them. \"I won't stop nipping and start what I want to do unless you are. You've done it before, right?\"\n\n\tBreathing hard, the two pressed their muzzles together and began kissing vigorously. Even Robby was getting into it...\n\n\tSmiling, Kaden withdrew a little, placing some lubricant on his furry fingers and pressing them up against the two kits' tail-holes, which had certainly gotten a lot of attention today. Instead of penetrating straight away, he swirled his fingers around the entrances, massaging them... \n\n\tRobby, unused to having his butt played with, broke the kiss momentarily with a gasp and twitch, but Danny's muzzle just adjusted and caught him again. Kaden almost felt a little sorry for Robby; his friend had a huge capacity for love and sensuality and the raccoon was going to get a face-full of it today-- literally.\n\n\tWhen he finally penetrated, he felt a thrill of pleasure himself. The two kits had shuddered cutely upon entry, but they didn't break the kiss. Bless!\n\n\tIt didn't take long for him to get a bead on their little buds hidden inside their bodies. He began rubbing and kneading them with just one finger at first, starting slow as he liked to. The boys moaned their approval, with Robby gasping again, but as before Danny didn't let him get away for long.\n\n\tHe added a second finger to each of them, slipping it into the slick holes. With a grin, he started to move the two fingers in and out, twisting and rolling them within their warm little bodies, firmly nudging and massaging their 'g-spots' with each movement.\n\n\tDanny let out a shaky, cute little moan, entwining his tongue with Robby's. This felt as good as he expected... he could feel his own and Robby's shafts up against his pubic area, twitching and stiffening with each brush of the prostate Kaden gave them. Not mentioning the wonderful feeling Kaden's paws were giving them.... \"Oooh\"!\n\n\tThis was incredible. Doing this with Robby was breathtaking.\n\n\tKaden spoke up. \"OK, cutie-lovers,\" he cooed, drilling them a little faster. \"I hope you like this... it takes a little time to make me happy with it. You might have to cum a few times too.\" \n\n\tRobby, totally unused to this sort of thing, had just one thought for that: \"I hope this doesn't end!\" Then he whimpered in pleasure to vocalize it...\n\n\t\n\n\tJeremy and Aria were no longer bound by cuffs. Jenny had used her knowledge of ropes and knots to tie their upper bodies tightly. Rope had gone around their upper arms just above the elbows and bodies, pinning them together. Jen had used some more rope under their arms, cinching the rope around their body tighter. Their wrists had been crossed behind their backs, up near their shoulder blades and tied tightly, then secured further by the ends of the ropes cinching the arm-ropes. Curious Aria tested her bonds, but Jeremy knew not to bother. It was impossible to get out of and very restrictive.\n\n\tJenny double checked the ropes and stood up. \"This is a favorite rope technique for most of the staff,\" she explained to Aria. \"It's very firm and hard to escape, but it does need good flexibility. The more flexible you are the longer you can stay in it. Also, it looks freaking hot on kits for some reason.\" Aria nodded and looked over at Jeremy who appeared totally unfazed at this point. Aria felt slightly guilty; her being here was making things so much tamer and softer-core for her playmate. Remembering her optional courses in sex ed, she was starting to see just how crazy some of these 'games' could get, and Jeremy it seemed was only comfortable if he was hurting, scared and couldn't move an inch. Or maybe even breathe. She was sucking all the fun out of it for him because this was just some stupid introductory thing.\n\n\tShe jumped. Jeremy's binds were tighter and his wrists were further up his back in the middle of his shoulder blades. Aria blinked. She'd never run into a boy more flexible than her, but Jeremy looked like he was actually freakin' comfortable like that! If anything he appeared to be getting excited just looking at what Jennifer was setting up.\n\n\tStealing a glance that direction, Aria saw something even worse. There it was. \n\n\tShe'd heard of a \"horse\" before, but had never seen one before. It was a big, long wooden wedge, with the edge pointing upwards, that you were supposed to straddle and have to suffer with your own bodyweight pulling your crotch onto the nightmarish thing. On the floor under it were four attachment points, more eyeholes on the ground for chains to be locked into. That was for the chains pulling your legs down so you couldn't escape and to maybe make it more painful.\n\n\tThe wedge itself was suspended about a meter off the ground by wires on the corner. Strangely, there were four footrests near the base of the thing. It was about three meters long, nearly a meter high and just about one meter wide at the base. If the chains weren't too tight, maybe she could rest on those and pull herself up slightly... but then again, maybe not. Jenny said something about a catch.\n\n\tAria finally saw what Jen was doing to the horse. She was adding attachments. \n\n\tOn the sides, but near the top, there were little catches for installing additional nastiness. Aria saw what was in store for her: jutting upwards from the wedge was a black rough-leather screw. With a whimper, she looked down at her crotch. \n\n\t\"Oh, don't worry,\" Jenny said ominously, implying she really should worry. \"It doesn't hurt, really. It goes into your sweet little slit.\" \n\n\tJeremy gulped when he saw what was in place for him. It was just a rough synthetic cord attached to the attachment points, but Aria couldn't figure out what the heck it would do. Jeremy could though, and it was mean.\n\n\tCackling dramatically, Jenny pulled over some weird contraption that reminded Aria of a hospital IV drip. However, Jenny left it and came over to Jeremy, scooping up the neatly tied up kit in her arms and gently placing him on the horse. Jeremy immediately placed his feet on the footrests, which were way at the bottom of the wedge, allowing him to lift his body by maybe about a centimeter off the horse. The footrests actually moved downwards almost imperceptibly, like levers, resulting in about a half centimeter space between the well made, pointy tip of the horse and his crotch. \n\n\tJenny then set about chaining the boy's ankles to the floor anchor points. They were very taught; if he was sitting normally, he'd barely be able to get his paws on the rest and stand up for that half a centimeter respite. Next, Jenny got on a step ladder, using another length of rope to go around the kit's bound wrists and pull him up towards the roof, forcing him to sit straight. \n\n\tThen, she revealed the esoteric purpose of that synthetic cord. It wasn't esoteric at all, it was simple. She wrapped it very tightly around Jeremy's scrotum, capturing the un-dropped nuts firmly, digging in to do so. The boy even winced. Next, she took a thin tube with a nozzle that was part of the weird IV machine and stuck it unceremoniously in Jeremy's backside, the nozzle equipped with a retaining groove to keep it in place. Finally, she made the arctic sit his fluffy, skinny crotch down on the painful wedge, and tightened the cords around his balls even more. If he stood suddenly, they'd yank his nuts slightly.\n\n\tAria whimpered. Especially when she saw Jeremy's pained expression. \n\n\tBut Jenny didn't give a damn and retrieved the little mouse. \"I think I should do this first,\" she mumbled, plugging Aria's butt- again without ceremony- with that strange tube. \n\n\t\"Aack!\" Aria gasped, looking with confusion at the IV drip thingy. \"What is this?\" \n\n\t\"You'll find out,\" replied Jenny, lifting her up over the wedge. She sat her on the horse facing Jeremy, the ugly, rough screw like thing going into her snatch; it was more bendy and longer than she thought it was.\n\n\tAria gasped. It did kind of hurt already... it put a lot of pressure on her pelvis, jabbing into the area around her crotch and ass. She put her feet on the foot rest as quickly as possible and let Jenny complete the restraints as she had with Jeremy. Finally, Jenny removed the girl's paws from the rests, bringing her weight back down onto the horse. \n\n\t\"Aah!\" winced Aria, trying to shift slightly. Of course she could barely move. \n\n\tJenny grinned horribly and flicked a switch on the base of the horse. \"OK kits,\" she said firmly. \"Don't put your weight on those footrests unless you want a rather icy surprise from that thing.\" She pointed at the IV thingy.\n\n\t\"What is it?\" asked Aria, trying to twist around to look. \n\n\tJeremy blinked in surprise. \"Y-you don't know? Uummm, it's an ena-enama machine... ow!\" \n\n\t\"Correct,\" Jenny said, smiling cruelly at Aria. \"It's an enema administrator. Basically, little girl, if you use those footrests, you're going to get water colder than the North Sea up your backside.\" She leaned forward. \"And believe me, that's cold.\"\n\n\tJeremy looked concerned, mildly. \"It can really hurt if you get too much in you...\" he warned, grimacing from the pressure on his groin. \n\n\tJenny smiled. \"It was nice of you to warn her, Jeremy, but we all know you'll bring it on yourself.\" She held up two muzzle-gags: composite gags comprised of a muzzle and a ball gag that was guaranteed to stop a fur making noise... \"But no more talking. Just sobbing and crying.\" \n\n\t\n\n\tRobby and Danny were having the time of their lives. Their breathing was once again torn and ragged, the sexiness of the situation and each other, as well as the wonderful sensations Kaden was granting them, driving them to a dream world of sensuality.\n\n\tBlindfolded and enveloped in the feeling of one another, firm bondage and sexual stimulation, they were almost in a trance, still kissing firmly, but their pace had slowed a little, and they were shuddering and moaning much more. They were even drooling slightly, but they could hardly help that.\n\n\tBound tightly, they could still move their hips a little, and the two boys were grinding their erections between each other's groins.\n\n\tKaden was trying his best to keep them on the edge. It was so fun watching them groan and whimper as he teased them by dancing near giving them a climax and then backing down again. \n\n\tHe grinned happily. He loved boys their age. Horny (especially if introduced to such things, which they all were nowadays), sweet, cute, fun and sensitive. Also, they were near puberty, but not quite... meaning their prostates had developed enough to be large enough targets, sensitive and vulnerable, but they wouldn't spurt! The pre-pubertal ability to have multiple dry-orgasms with no refractory period- and no mess!- where they were wiped out and could barely get hard was just awesome, and so few furs realized that. Kaden however loved to let male cubs experience that before they grew up. \n\n\tMercy reared its ugly head, and Kaden began to drill the two kissing kits faster, to give them what they wanted. \n\n\tWhen it finally came, the duo suddenly vibrated like a current of electricity was zapping through their bodies. They cried out simultaneously and writhed helplessly in their bondage, every movement they made rubbing their dicks against each other more, exploiting the orgasmic sensitivity. They squeezed one another and moaned happily, breathing in short, staccato rhythm together, before finally collapsing exhausted onto one another for support.\n\n\tKaden nearly squirted himself. \"Fuck, that's hot,\" he whispered to himself. He continued drilling though, and the boys continued mewling and groaning, almost immediately getting back into the kissing. Their endurance was incredible.\n\n\tForget the kits. Kaden was worried how long he'd last.\n\n\tThe lights had been dimmed, and Aria was mewing into her gag as the horse was starting to get to her. Right in front of her, she saw Jeremy fold and place his paws on the footrests, trying to stand slightly.\n\n\tWhen he did, he winced almost instantly. The cord around his balls pulled them slightly, sending a jolt of pain up his body. Simultaneously, Aria heard water rushing. For a second, nothing seemed to happen, then Jeremy squealed loudly and shuddered as ice cold water flushed into his bowels. It was only a little, but it still made him try to double over in shock. \n\n\tJenny whacked the boy with her riding crop again, seemingly punishing him for trying to stand. \n\n\tAria whimpered. Then she caught sight of the white furred arctic's penis, stiff and bobbing straight ahead of him, practically in line with the wedge. He was loving this.\n\n\tShe had to stand, if only for a second... she moved her paws around until she found the footrests, hoisting herself up slightly. The screw in her vagina aggravated the soft skin as she did, causing her to shudder. She heard the water running, but nothing came just yet. \n\n\tShe thought she was safe. Maybe she could get away with this...\n\n\tThe water sloshed into her body, the frigidity attacking her insides like acid. With a sharp scream she sat back down, the screw doing exactly the same as what it had done when she stood. \n\n\tJenny rolled her eyes and whapped the little mouse girl on the backside with her crop. \"That was silly.\" \n\n\tAll of a sudden, Aria's insides seemed to convulse and stiffen. The pain from the cramp was sharp and didn't go away... she doubled over as best she could, squeaking pointlessly into her gag.\n\n\tThe sensations suddenly dazed her. It was almost out of nowhere. Endorphins, building up steadily for the last half an hour, flooded her pre-teen rodent brain, and she suddenly felt the same way she did when she was in hospital having her appendix out and they drugged her... her eyes crossed slightly and closed while her breath started to come in short, sharp gasps. \n\n\t\"Mmmuuuhh...\" she moaned, feeling dizzy and yet somehow exhilarated. Was this bad? What was going on?\n\n\tJenny reached out and rubbed the girl's shoulders. \"I know it's confusing the first time,\" she whispered to the girl, who could barely focus on her face. \"You're alright.\"\n\n\tThe pain was still there, but weirdly, the more she felt it, the fuzzier her senses were becoming. It wasn't that she couldn't feel it, in fact she felt it very astutely, but it was... different suddenly. \n\n\tAria tried once again to stand. The horse was digging in a little too much...\n\n\tPredictably, the harsh leather screw abrasively rubbed up and down her vagina, causing her to mew and flop back down. More water suddenly pushed its way into her bowels; she was sure no more could fit now. What was worse, the cramps redoubled and Aria had to sob out loud, tears blurring her vision. Jenny smacked her bottom a few times with that ubiquitous riding crop of hers, but it was just another sensation.\n\n\tShe tried to look over at Jeremy. The masochistic boy was writhing in pain, but also with a kind of bliss on his face. His dick was certainly happy, pointing right at Aria like a tiny quivering rifle. \n\n\tFor some reason, she thought about how cool it'd be to be able to suck on the sexy arctic fox cub's genitals right now and making him completely explode like the dry little slut he was. Then she wondered why the heck she'd thought that.\n\n\tJeremy also seemingly unthinkingly stood on the rests to relieve some pressure on his groin. Predictably, in a few seconds he was writhing in agony as the icy water reached his lower intestines. His face was screwed up and his eyes were clamped shut. Aria found that sight totally hot, and she gasped. She noticed vaguely that in fact her own body was acting up... her breathing was becoming like when she was really turned on, which wasn't all that often, her nipples were tight and erect, and her labia were becoming puffy, as the endorphins played merry havoc with her and the line between pain and pleasure, focus and dispersion, were blurred.\n\n\tMaybe standing up one more time wouldn't be too bad an idea... her pelvis was starting to feel sore anyway...\n\n\tFinally, Danny and Robby had cum one too many times, and the effort of their grinding and such had worn them down. They'd not even been able to keep up their kissing show for Kaden for the last minute or so. When the last orgasm had finished racking their little weakened bodies, Kaden withdrew his fingers and wiped them on some nearby antiseptic wipes. \n\n\tHe looked at the two, embracing each other tighter than their bonds made necessary, and decided to go wash his paws properly while leaving them like that. \n\n\tWhen he came back two minutes later, they were still recovering. He undid their bonds and carried the wasted kits to the soft couch, sitting them up together, leaning on each other. They cracked open their eyes and looked at him kind of blearily. \n\n\t\"You like that, little dudes?\" he asked, his own breathing still shaky. \n\n\tRobby could only smile weakly, but Danny nodded. He looked lovingly at his friend and gave him an impromptu hug. \"He's so sexy, isn't he Kay?\" he said exhaustedly.\n\n\tKaden nodded and sat on the floor in front of them. \"You're both amazing, lil bros.\" \n\n\tDanny looked down at him and concern crossed his features. \"Want us to take care of that...?\" he asked, a warm, thankful expression on his face.\n\n\tThe cheetah blinked in surprise. \"Take care of what?\" Danny pointed clearly at Kay's groin. \"Oh...\" \n\n\tThe fox let Robby lie on his side and slid down to the floor, crawling over to Kaden and going straight for his belt buckle. \n\n\tRobby sniggered softly. \"Hey, me too... 'kay?\" he also slid onto the floor and made his way over. \n\n\tKaden gaped. \"S-seriously?\" he asked incredulously, as Robby insistently tried to push him onto his back. \"Aren't you tired?\" \n\n\tWith a chortle, Danny looked at him while undoing the fly on his jeans with his red pointy ears perked right up. \"We're ten years old. We never get tired.\"\n\n\tWhen Jenny was finally convinced Aria and Jeremy had had enough, the duo had practically had their entire little lower tummies filled with the cramp-inducing glacial water, and were aching all over. \n\n\tShe took Aria down first, correctly assuming that Jeremy could handle a crap-load more. The nozzle from the enema machine was an ingenious design. Twisting it off caused valves in the nozzle to snap shut, letting it stay in as a butt-plug until the recipient could go somewhere to dump the water.\n\n\tShe deposited Aria on the couch before returning for Jeremy. Aria looked up when the dominatrix was approaching with the arctic's limp, gasping form, and saw his penis was still hard. \n\n\tInstantly, when Jeremy was placed on the couch, Aria used what little remained of her strength to scoot down the couch and wrap her mouse muzzle over the erection, suckling hard and fast, bobbing her head, trying to make the boy cum again and get that damn dick down. It was irritating her. \n\n\tSurprised momentarily, Jenny chuckled. The two kits were still a little \"high\". She shrugged and sat down next to them both, holding Jeremy's arms out above his head while the girl did her thing with that skilled tongue of hers. Finally, Jeremy shuddered and mewled, before going limp. Aria looked up, her eyes a little unfocused and her hair looking absolutely awful. All in all, she looked adorable.\n\n\t\"So, what did you think, Aria?\" Jenny asked, pulling the young girl up into an embrace, which she accepted happily. She rubbed the girl's shoulders and back, to relax her previously bound muscles.\n\n\tTaking a juddering breath before answering, Aria smiled up at the grownup. \"It was nice,\" she understated, still in a little daze.\n\n\t\"That's good.\" \n\n\tWith a \"Buh!\" Aria collapsed onto Jennifer's thighs, drained.\n\n\tJeremy sat up and stretched, still seemingly unfazed by the session. He had a little satisfied smile on his face though and did look a little tired. Even among the older hard-core furs, that boy had incredible endurance.\n\n\tHe looked down at Aria's exhausted form and ran a paw through his head-fur. \"That was great!\" he complimented Jennifer, crossing his legs. Jenny wondered to what extent he was only being polite. \n\n\t\"Aria?\" she asked, shaking the smaller mouse's head. \n\n\t\"Hmm?\" \n\n\t\"You're alright, yeah?\"\n\n\t\"A little tired and sore...\"\n\n\t\"But you're ok? Don't feel upset or anything?\"\n\n\tAria rolled over slightly and looked up at her, a confused look on her face. \"What for? I asked you do that stuff, didn't I?\" \n\n\t\"You're definitely Diane's sister,\" muttered Jenny. \"Not many girls would be ok with that. OK, let's rest for a while, then we should go back to the den.\"\n\n\tThe mouse girl pouted. \"Does that mean I have to move?\" \n\n\t\"Sadly, yes.\"\n\n\t\n\n\tAfter the two had been able to walk, Jenny had lead them to a room adjacent to the den- the big room where everyone ate and relaxed- which had its own couches and beanbags strewn about it. It was really just an extension of the den itself, but a little more secluded. There were still furs bustling about in the rest room, and Jenny wanted her 'new girl' to have a quiet place to process what had just happened. Not that she was worried, since Aria really did seem to be alright with things. \n\n\tJeremy had suggested they look through one of the salon's photo albums. Apparently, some of the kits consented to let themselves be photographed to serve as kind of advertisements and extra income for the place. Jeremy explained that they actually paid pretty well per picture, since the images really did make a lot of money for David and company.\n\n\tImmediately, Aria asked if that meant he'd had a few pictures taken. \"Yeah,\" he affirmed, walking over to a coffee table and taking specific magazines. \"A lot. Mom won't give me money, for anything, so I get it from here.\"\n\n\tHe dropped a magazine right next to Aria's couch. Bending over to pick it up, Aria leaned forward, something catching her eye. \"Um, Jeremy, don't move for a second.\" The arctic froze as Aria placed a paw on his neck. \"What's this?\" she asked, separating his fur. There was a large pink scar at the top of the back of his neck, just below his head. \"You have a pretty mean scar. Did you fall down the stairs or something?\"\n\n\tJeremy stood up immediately, looking uncomfortable. He handed her the magazines and sat down a few feet from her, staring at his paws. \"Th-that was my mom.\" \n\n\t\"Huh? What did she do?\"\n\n\t\"H-hit me with a bottle.\" \n\n\tSomething was telling Aria it wasn't because Jeremy wanted it. \"Why?!\"\n\n\tJeremy sat down, looking away from her. He clearly didn't want to talk about it. \"Said I was useless...\" he said quietly. \n\n\tA jolt of panic went through the mouse. \"Uhh, never mind, Jeremy!\" she said quickly, scooting closer to him and opening one of the magazines. \"Hey, show me where you are in this one!\"\n\n\tThe boy turned around to face her once more, indicating the front of the book. \"There's a contents page. Everyone's photos are together so people who like them can find them.\" \n\n\t\"Oh, cool! Do you have many fans? You should.\" \n\n\tJeremy blushed a little, sitting back against the sofa again. \"I think I do. We get emails, but we don't have internet at our house, so they send them to David. David's shown me a few though.\" He smiled shyly.\n\n\tDidn't have internet? What?!\n\n\tAria flicked through the pages, gawking at several of the pictures. Jeremy, naturally, was showcasing some of the more crazy play, and some of the images were borderline disturbing. \n\n\tShe came across one in particular and she rounded on Jeremy. \"Is this for real?\" she demanded, showing him the offending image. \n\n\tJeremy peered over. It was the picture of him with his upper body bound the way it had been while on the horse- around the upper arms, and wrists crossed up as his shoulder blades- with a noose tight around his neck. He was standing on an ice-block that was slowly melting, muzzle open in a scream and eyes filled with terror. \"What do you mean?\" he asked diffidently. \n\n\tAria boggled at him. \"Did they really hang you!?\"\n\n\tThe arctic giggled briefly. The first time Aria had really seen him laugh. \"Oh. No and yes. Kinda.\" He smiled wryly. \"I thought it was real at the time. The thing holding the rope on the roof breaks when you put any weight on it.\" \n\n\t\"You thought it was real?\" \n\n\t\"Well... I kind of knew it wasn't, but...\" he frowned for a moment. \"It's like, when you're doing this kind of stuff, sometimes you sort of go...\" he hesitated and gathered his thoughts. \"I-I don't know. But your imagination can take over you. Like you're hypnotized or something. You nearly think things are real.\"\n\n\tThe mouse girl was still gaping at him. \"So they pretty much hanged you.\" \n\n\t\"If I didn't know sort of in the back of my head it wasn't real, I'd have said the safe-word.\" \n\n\t\"B-but what if they didn't let you down? What if it was really real and they wanted to kill you?\"\n\n\tJeremy frowned at her. \"I'd be dead then, I guess.\" He snapped his fingers. \"Oh yeah. They call that hypnotic thing sub-space. It's really cool.\"\n\n\tDavid and Sarafina were watching the two kits from a distance away. \n\n\t\"That's amazing...\" David said, shaking his head. \"To think all we needed to do was that...\" \n\n\t\"What're you babbling about now, David?\" enquired Sarrie politely. \n\n\tThe wolf nodded towards Jeremy. \"Just look at him,\" he explained, incredulous. \"Jeremy almost never talks to another kit without staring at his paws. Yet in just one day he's become so much bolder, talking to Danny, Robby and now Aria. It's been getting easier and easier for him.\" He laughed. \"What he needed were some friends.\"\n\n\t\"He's got his brothers, though...\" Sarafina said, baffled. \n\n\t\"Brothers aren't exactly the same thing. Most of the time he spends with them is in the house with that psychobitch anyway.\" David grinned happily. \"It worked out well, in my books. From Jenny and Kaden's reports, sounds like he's getting back into the pleasure side of it too. I don't mind him being so hard-core if he's having a more balanced approach to his play; it might stop him from trying to hurt himself again.\"\n\n\tSarafina shrugged. \"You're the psychologist, David,\" she teased. \"I'm just the dominatrix.\"\n\n\tAria was looking hard at the photo. It looked hot, sure, but Jeremy really did look like he was wetting himself there. \"What's with the ice?\" she asked Jeremy. \"I mean, I get that it's melting so eventually you'll hang, but why ice? Why not just put you on a stool and kick it? Doesn't the ice melt and make a huge mess?\"\n\n\tJeremy nodded. \"It's good to go slow,\" he explained, idly playing with his tail. \"It's more time for you to enjoy the scariness. Oh and the ice is really, really cold and slippery, so standing on it is tough. If you use it to stand up, your paws will get cold and you might try to move them, so you slip.\" \n\n\tAria mouthed an \"Oh.\" But then she frowned again. \"Wait, you said the rope would break if you put any weight on it. So if you slipped or lifted your legs it might just break and you'd fall.\"\n\n\tThe white fox shook his head. \"It takes three seconds before the rope breaks,\" he elucidated. \"So you actually do get to hang for a few seconds, or get back onto the ice block. It's terrifying. It's cool!\" \n\n\tThe mouse girl swallowed a lump in her throat. \"Oh, snap,\" she said shakily. So Jeremy also liked to stand on freezing ice-blocks so cold they hurt his paws while being hanged in a type of 'imagination-hypnosis' that made him really believe he was gonna die... Aria was pretty sure she'd pee herself in such a situation. In fact, she was pretty damn sure even Jeremy would. Or did. \n\n\t\"I've gotta go to the bathroom,\" Jeremy said, slipping off the table. \"Excuse me.\" \n\n\tWhen he jogged off to the bathroom, the naked mouse girl decided then to approach David and that African cat she'd seen watching them. She crossed the room to them and waved. \n\n\t\"Hello there Aria,\" David piped. \"What's up?\" \n\n\tThe kit seemed to be thinking pretty hard. \"Hi David. I just wanted to ask... do you know why Jeremy likes such nasty stuff? I mean... \"\n\n\tDavid smiled slightly. \"Did you want the technical answer or the simple answer?\" \n\n\t\"Umm, both in that order?\" \n\n\tThe wolf chortled. \"Well, technically put, I think Jeremy likes to place himself in an altered-ego state through extreme masochism, submission, ego-suppression and bondage in order to repress memories of and identification with his abusive home situation.\"\n\n\t\"What?\"\n\n\tDavid looked right at the girl, meeting her eyes. \"The simple answer is,\" he said softly, \"that he probably does it to forget his own life.\" Then he shrugged. \"Although maybe not. Maybe he just likes it a lot. Maybe he likes it a lot and uses it to forget. It's very hard to guess why some people like this stuff, Aria. Sometimes there's a reason, sometimes they just like it.\"\n\n\t\"Oh.\"\n\n\t\"Yeah. It's hard to explain it or give a reason for it to people who've never tried it. For as hard-core a submissive as Jeremy, there's a whole different mentality than for soft-core bottoms. When play is started he gives his sense of self up totally, accepting this imaginary world where he's almost a different person, and like he said, he's almost hypnotized, almost but not quite believing the role-play to be real. Here he can explore his darker fantasies and work out his stress and emotions without the boundaries, like shame or worrying about upsetting someone, that we deal with in everyday interaction, and be someone else. And you already know about how pain can be made to feel different, making you feel kind of good, right?\" He paused and looked sheepish. \"Did you follow any of that, actually? Sometimes I suck at explaining things.\"\n\n\tAria physically reeled backwards. \"I-I think I got most of it,\" she said honestly. \n\n\t\"The worst part is still to come,\" David said wryly. \"I'm just guessing. Maybe it's something else that Jeremy is working out in there, not his pretty perverted fantasies or the emotional trauma of his home life. Maybe it's something else. That boy is a total freakin' mystery.\"\n\n\tSarafina laughed at David. \"Are you giving a ten year old a university lecture, David?\" she ribbed, a smirk on her features.\n\n\t\"Umm,\" Aria interjected. \"What was that about perverted fantasies again?\" \n\n\t\"Oh,\" Sarafina fielded this one. \"Jeremy doesn't like to talk about it. Really, his fantasies are a lot like what he goes through here. He's pretty fond of rape or torture fantasies. Sure you could tell that.\"\n\n\t\"Before you ask,\" cautioned David, \"why he has such fantasies in the first place is a whole new kettle of fish. Maybe there's a reason for it. Maybe he's just like that. As far as I can tell, he doesn't compare what happens to him at home with anything like his play-scenes here.\"\n\n\t\"I-is his mom really that bad?\" whispered Aria, looking at the floor. \"She sounds horrible.\" \n\n\tDavid held up a paw to silence Sarafina. \"I think we've said enough of Jeremy's private business, Aria,\" he rebuffed her gently. \"You should ask him yourself what she's like.\" He smiled apologetically at her. \"And I have to warn you... he won't want to talk about it. After all, I did say he wants to forget about it. You have to respect that.\" He made to walk away. \"Coming Sarafina? We've got to, uh, do stuff.\" \n\n\tBaffled, the cat followed him. \n\n\tAria turned around and saw Jeremy looking at her quizzically. She suddenly felt so sad for him, but at the same time she realized she felt something else too. Something very strange indeed. \n\n\tShe felt protective. \n\n\tSo she walked back to him, smiling cheerfully, and started to speak with him about anything but his troubles.\n\n\t\n\n\tDanny leaned back, kneeling on his foot-paws. \"There!\" he said, licking his lips. Between him and Robby, they'd given the adult a taste of his own medicine for a few minutes before Danny took over. When Kaden climaxed it wasn't as, say, clean, as Robby was used to, so Danny took it all himself. \n\n\tRobby was sort of in shock though. He'd never seen his friend swallow before. \n\n\tWith a dreamy sigh of his own, Kaden sat up, grinning wildly. He was so tightly wound from before, it only took his favorite fox a handful of seconds to push him over the edge when he started trying. \"Sheesh, you guys are good at that,\" he complimented, standing so he towered over the two kits, pulling up his jeans. \"I guess you're both alright now?\" \n\n\tRobby hauled himself into the same kneeling position as Danny, back on his paws with his knees apart. He'd seen a few other kits doing that: it seemed to be some kind of common position. Made sense, it was pretty exposing, comfy and close to the ground. \"I'm ok!\" he said brightly. He knew he was tired, but he wasn't about to pass out again. Enough of that for today.\n\n\tKaden checked his watch. \"Whoa,\" he said, moving to retrieve his shirt. \"It's half three already. Do you guys have somewhere to be?\" \n\n\tDanny shook his head. \"Not really,\" he sighed. \"But we should probably go home. Robby might not be able to handle too much more.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon nearly objected, but he supposed his friend was right. He'd been tickled unconscious, screwed by an icicle, came more times in one day than in the year so far and was just generally tired out. When he came back, though...\n\n\tKaden also looked a tad disappointed. He wished Danny at least would stay, but the fox wouldn't stay and send his friend home alone. \"Ok boys,\" he said, unlocking the door. Robby didn't even know he'd locked it. \"Let's get you dressed then!\" \n\n\tDanny grinned and bounded to the door. \"Come with us!\" \n\n\t\"Was going to, bro. Need to just say a few more things to Robby.\"\n\n\tThey crossed the building to the locker-room, walking through the den to get there. The entrance to the lockers was just behind the reception area; Robby noted with a bit of a shock that he hadn't been in there before. David must've taken their clothes and put them in lockers after he made them strip for him in the middle of the den.\n\n\tThe locker-room was nothing like the stark, often wet, equivalents at school or Rob's gym. This had a very soft carpet, softer even than the carpets in the other rooms which were very much like the carpets in classrooms or offices. The lockers were painted a smooth white, and they were stacked, three in a column, up to just over the boys' heads. There were a lot of them, several rows of them filling up the ten meter squared room. \n\n\tDanny seemed to know where he was going, taking them to the back of the room. His locker had a tiny nameplate, and a small keypad with four numbered buttons. \n\n\t\"Um,\" Robby asked, worried. \"Where's my locker?\" \n\n\tKaden chuckled and pointed at the locker right under Danny's. It had a small business card sized piece of paper taped to it with 'Robby' scrawled on it. It, like every other locker, was shut, locked and had a keypad.\n\n\tThe adult cheetah reached past the kits, entering a huge code that was at least twelve long. The locker door popped open. \"That was what I wanted to talk to you about,\" he explained. \"This was your first day here, and so of course it's pretty different from normal; we start slowly here. If you become a regular, you'll have your own locker with a code. If you come here every now and then, you'll get a random locker with a key they'll strap around your ankle or something.\" \n\n\tDanny nodded. \"Like when you go swimming, you know?\" \n\n\t\"Also, like I told you before, this was just a trial day, to see if you can handle the basics and how far you can be taken.\" Kaden grinned and ruffled the raccoon's head-fur. \"You certainly didn't disappoint. I'm glad Danny brought you here today.\" \n\n\tFlushing, Robby, absently rubbed his stomach and looked to the side. \"Thank you... I really enjoyed it.\" \n\n\t\"That means you're our type of perv,\" joked the grownup. \"Anyway, eventually, you'll be introduced to the format we use here. Ya know about the question-answer thing? Anyway, someday soon I hope, you'll come in here, get a question, dump your clothes in a locker and get on with it.\" \n\n\tDanny opened his locker with a six-digit code, reaching for his clothes. \"I'd love to come here with you again, Robby,\" he said off-handedly. \"And again. And again. It gets better and better the more they find out what you like and the more used you get to it.\" Robby nodded and leaned towards his locker, trying to get a hold of his underwear. Promptly, Danny giggled. \"So, while you're down there...\" \n\n\tThey both burst out in laughter. \"Haven't you had enough for one day?\" Robby asked him, poking his navel. He stood up and slipped his white briefs on. Then he paused. \"Oh, I should call mom and see if I can stay at your house soon!\" \n\n\tThe fox paused, his boxers halfway on, and looked over at him. \"Yeah! You've got your cell phone right? Call her now!\" \n\n\tExcitedly, Robby reached into his locker again, pulling out his small bundle of clothes and digging through the pocket of his shorts. He pulled out his slim black cell and unlocked the keypad. He gulped slightly. There was a missed call from his home number; his mother was already wondering where he was. He looked over at Kaden and Danny, his eyes worried. \"Wish me luck...\" \n\n\tAria and Jeremy entered the locker room, with Aria looking apologetic. \"Sorry Jerry,\" she said cordially, walking to a specific locker. \"It's my birthday and we're going out for dinner tonight. Mom wanted me back by four.\"\n\n\tJeremy appeared dejected as Robby and Danny looked over at the two. \"No problem. I have to wait here for my brothers. \" \n\n\tThey walked over to a locker near the two boys and Aria opened it. Evidently David had given her a code and locker for her first day, because Robby couldn't see a key on her anywhere. She promptly started dressing, slipping on a pair of striped panties, a short plaited skirt, a mid-riff baring top... Robby noted with some irony that she wasn't wearing much even when full dressed.\n\n\tJeremy smiled at him. \"Hi Robby,\" he said in his musical soft voice, waving. \"Did you like your first time?\" \n\n\tNodding, Robby pressed the speed-dial on his phone. \"I loved it! Excuse me though...\" \n\n\tAria had already finished dressing, even her socks and running shoes were on. \"You going to play again?\" asked the arctic kit.\n\n\t\"Probably, yeah. I think Niall is coming in soon...\" \n\n\t\"Who?\" \n\n\t\"The guy who normally does me. Coyote.\" \n\n\tAria shuddered. She'd seen him in Jeremy's photos. The guy looked scraggly, but still powerful, and sickening evil. He even had a damn scar visible on his face.\n\n\tShe froze. Well, that was something he had in common with the shy little kit next to her. Only she wondered if it was caused by something as dreadful as being bottled by his mother. \n\n\tRobby swallowed as his mother answered. \"H-hi mom!\" he said uncertainly. \"Oh, sorry, I didn't hear you call. Where am-? Oh, uh, I was with Danny at the gym. Yeah he wanted to see it.\" Suddenly, all eyes were on him. Even Aria, who had no idea of the significance of the call, had detected the anxiety in the raccoon's voice and was all of a sudden watching intently. \"Um, I have to ask, w-would you let me stay at Danny's house sometime this week?\" \n\n\tHe winced visibly. \"I-I know mom! We won't. I swear! That's not why I-...\" he slumped. \"But... but mom!\"\n\n\tDanny bit his lip and slumped too, his ears drooping like soggy paper. \n\n\t\"Mom, please? You never let me go to friend's places. I never get to go to sleep-overs with friends. And Danny is my best friend, mom!\" He paused, looking and sounding almost on the verge of tears. \"You never let me spend time with him, or any of my friends.\"\n\n\tTotal silence. Danny was holding his breath.\n\n\tAbruptly, Robby exhaled explosively. \"Thanks mom. No, that's not why I want to go... I want to stay at his house because we're friends.\" His eyes suddenly widened. \"Thank you...\" He hung up and stared at the phone in shock. \"She said I could... I can't believe it.\" \n\n\tDanny crowed happily. \"What did she say at the end?\" he asked breathlessly.\n\n\t\"She said 'you mean boyfriends',\" said Robby, still wide eyed. \"And it was ok to do what I wanted if I was careful.\" \n\n\tAria smirked. \"Pretty good guilt trip you laid on her there.\"\n\n\tRobby looked hurt. \"It's true. She never lets me do anything with anyone... she's always said someone'd take advantage of me if I did.\" \n\n\t\"How right she was,\" muttered Kaden. What did she expect, in this day and age with a 'coon boy that shy and hot?\n\n\tDanny shook his head. \"Why did she change her mind?\" he asked suspiciously, folding his arms. He still hadn't bothered to get dressed, and like Robby was just standing there in his underwear.\n\n\t\"No idea. Maybe she felt sorry for me.\"\n\n\tAria sniffed. \"You mean guilty. Not letting you have friends? Or enjoy yourself? There's stuff moms aren't meant to do, and that's some of it there.\" She suddenly gasped and shut up, leaving Robby looking bewildered.\n\n\tDanny collapsed backwards onto the lockers, leaning against the smooth metal, relief on his face. \"Whoa, that was a cliffhanger. But that's awesome! You can stay at my house tomorrow!\" \n\n\tEveryone seemed happy, and all but Jeremy got dressed afterwards, and headed to the reception area. It was time for at least three of the kits to go home. Danny was talking animatedly about what they could do at his house; listen to music, play games, watch a movie together on the couch with dimmed lights... Aria was merrily pumping Jeremy for information about how often he came here, what he did outside of this place (not much), what he liked to eat, and if he ever wanted to come around to her place, he could consider himself invited. Kaden just whistled to himself quietly.\n\n\tThey stopped to say good bye to Jeremy in front of the door, who seemed far friendlier than normal. He was even smiling as he shook their hands; a big leap for someone who barely even spoke to others. \n\n\tBut as Danny pushed the door open, he heard the arctic gasp loudly. He spun around. \"Huh?\" The still naked kit was looking past him, to the street in front of the salon. Danny looked back outside. Coming out of a large SUV was a female arctic fox, dressed quite well in a female suit, with long snowy hair and high heels. She wasn't looking their way, checking something on her vehicle's dash. \n\n\tDanny turned around and shut the door. \"I'm getting David,\" he said darkly. \n\n\t\"No!\" Jeremy cried, jumping in his way. \"Don't!\" \n\n\t\"Why not?\" the other fox asked, baffled. \n\n\t\"Don't get David!\" repeated Jeremy, looking wild and frightened, but he didn't know which way to run.\n\n\tDavid, of course, promptly walked into the room. He looked over at the group and made a quizzical sound as he made his way around the reception desk. \"What's up, kits?\" he asked. \n\n\tJeremy whirled around and gasped. He backed away from the door, almost going through into the den area again. \n\n\tThe door was yanked open, and Aria, Danny and Robby jumped to the side as the grownup arctic stepped inside. The female looked around the room, taking it in quickly. She paid no attention to the other kits, but when she saw her own son, naked and almost cowering, she smiled at him even as he avoided her gaze. Then she looked over and saw David, her expression changing to a winsome beam. \n\n\t\"Hello,\" she said cordially. \"My name's Laura Amison. I came here to pick up my sons. I need them home.\" \n\n\tDavid's face gradually hardened. \"Hello Laura,\" he grated. \"I've heard a lot about you. I'm David.\" The lady shot him a baleful look almost instantly, and the atmosphere in the room froze. \"Julian and Jason are occupied at the moment.\" \n\n\tLaura continued to give him her little smile. \"That's alright. I can do with Jeremy for just now.\"\n\n\tJeremy was staring intently at his paws, whispering something to himself almost inaudibly, shaking. Aria slipped closer to him, curious and concerned. He reminded her of a trapped animal.\n\n\tShe recoiled when she finally heard him. \"Don't make her mad... don't make her mad... please, God...\" he was saying it over and over... Aria felt ill immediately. \n\n\t\"Do you mind your boys coming here?\" David asked in a deceptively polite tone. \n\n\tThe adult arctic laughed coldly. \"I daresay it doesn't matter what I mind. They run here every chance they get.\" She looked over her shoulder at her son. \"How do they pay for it, I wonder?\"\n\n\t\"They help out.\"\n\n\t\"Really?\"\n\n\tDavid suddenly saw movement behind the 'lady'-fox. His mounting anger had nearly given him tunnel vision, but he saw Aria shaking her head at him, mouthing at him to stop. Jeremy was beside her, shaking and staring at his own paws once more. \n\n\tIf he kept going, the bitch would only take it out on Jeremy.\n\n\t\"Alright,\" he said, moving out from behind the desk. \"I'll just remove the cuffs and such. Won't be long.\" He practically yanked Jeremy into the locker-room and, making sure his mom hadn't followed, he knelt down in front of the kit.\n\n\tJeremy looked at him with red eyes. \"Don't make her mad, David, please!\" he whispered. \"She's already going to...\" \n\n\tDavid silenced him with a huge hug. \"Listen to me Jeremy,\" he said briskly speaking almost into the kit's ear. \"I'm sorry if I got you in trouble. I really am. It makes me angry, Jeremy, very angry, to see this kind of thing. I want to do everything I can to help you, but if you don't want me to...\" He pulled back, looking at the mildly surprised pup. \"You've got people who care about you, and who like you as you are a lot. Me included. When you go back with her, whatever she does, you remember that. Remember you're a good kid, no matter what she says, and you don't deserve any of this!\" \n\n\tJeremy sobbed and bowed his head. \"I-I'm trying...\" he quavered, his voice cracking.\n\n\t\"Remember you can always come back here. I'll always be looking out for you.\" David started to undo the kit's cuffs and collar. \"Come on, let's get you ready to go so she doesn't get any worse.\"\n\n\tDanny, Robby and Aria exchanged glances, but none of them spoke. Laura had no intention of paying them attention either, it seemed. \n\n\tThey were all shaking slightly, adrenaline in their veins. \n\n\tWhen Jeremy came back out along with David, he was dressed. Aria gasped silently; what he was dressed in was an improvement over rags, but not by much. Old blue t-shirt that looked like it hadn't been washed in some time, and was too big for him in the first place. He was wearing gray school shorts that were also a bit big and unclean, with a hole in his left thigh. His runners were in tatters. \n\n\tLaura silently placed a 'guiding' paw on her son's neck and walked him towards the door. Pushing him out onto the street, she stopped for a second. She turned and smiled at David one last time. \"If you could send the others on home... See you later.\" \n\n\tWhen the door was shut, David muttered, \"I hope so, you piece of dirt.\" He then whirled around and stalked into his office. He shut the door, but even though it heavily muffled it, the kits in the foyer could still hear his loud curse and something smashing.\n\n\t\"I think we should go,\" Robby whispered, feeling very nervous suddenly. The other two nodded, and they exited the building once more, stepping out into the cool San Francisco evening. The trio walked on in silence until they reached the end of the street, all three cubs staring at the sidewalk beneath their paws.\n\n\t\"Uh, so, are you walking home, Aria?\" Danny enquired, making conversation. \n\n\tThe mouse girl shook her head. \"I could, but my sis is picking me up from the strip mall.\" She pointed east.\n\n\tRobby nodded. \"Cool. We have to go the other way, though.\" He pointed to the north. \"We've got to get to the bus-station.\" \n\n\tThe girl shuddered. \"Ugh, taking the bus home?\" she chortled.\n\n\tDanny chuckled. \"I take the bus to get to athletics,\" he said. \"It's not that bad.\" \n\n\t\"I did too, to get to dance class,\" admitted Aria, shrugging. \"Until they closed it this year.\" \n\n\t\"You took dance classes?\" Robby asked, grinning. \"Do you know the Tarano?\"\n\n\tAria rolled her eyes. \"Everyone knows it!\" The Tarano was a silly dance popularized among pre-teens by a pop-rap group from L.A. of the same name earlier that year. Entire schools were talking about it at the time. \"Do you do anything, Robster?\" \n\n\tThe raccoon blinked. Robster? Was she saying he looked like a lobster or something? \"Yeah, gymnastics.\" \n\n\tAria grumbled. \"I guess that means I just ran into another boy more flexible than me today.\" She pouted jokingly. \"Anyway, boys! Nice to meetcha. Do you come here often?\" \n\n\tDanny beamed. \"I do, and Robby's just started today,\" he answered, proffering a paw. \n\n\tAria shook it, and Robby's too. \"See you soon then. Bye!\" \n\n\tThe girl walked briskly away, leaving the two male cubs to stare at her back in bewilderment. \"She's...\" Danny said slowly, one eyebrow raised, \"different from most other girls I've met.\" \n\n\t\"I like her,\" admitted the raccoon, turning and walking on. \"Not as boring and annoying as most girls I know.\"\n\n\tDanny laughed. \"I thought she was totally gonna eat Jeremy. How much did he turn her on?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah! Think maybe Jeremy's got a girlfriend now?\" \n\n\t\"I dunno...\" The fox suddenly looked slightly afraid. \"Um, Rob? Do you think his mom would ever... kill him?\"\n\n\tRobby looked at his friend in surprise. He hadn't even considered that, but now that he thought about it, he had heard of kits being killed by parents before. In fact, somewhere he read that the fur most likely to kill you if you were a cub was actually your mother. \"I don't know,\" he said quietly.\n\n\t\"Doesn't it worry you?\" \n\n\t\"Yeah.\" Robby cast his gaze at the ground. \"But we can't do anything.\"\n\n\tThere was a knock on the door, but David didn't feel too interested in moving, so he just sat in his chair, head buried in his folded arms on the desk. Someone came in, put something on the table and walked out again, quietly shutting the door as they left. \n\n\tEventually, a smell hit his nostrils and David had to look up. \n\n\tOn the desk was a big steaming mug of coffee.\n\n\t\"Hmph,\" David chuckled, sitting up. \"Good old Sarrie.\" \n\n\tHe couldn't be brooding in his office right now. He had a job to do. There was plenty more cubs to help out in many ways, and the day had been quite good over-all. Two new customers, one of them given a pretty serious trial-by-fire and apparently loving it. \n\n\tStanding, he picked up the coffee mug and drained half the thing in seconds. \"Ahh. Much to the purpose, elsewhere!\" he muttered.\n\n\t \n\nEND OF PART 2\n\nSalon Du Yiff Part 3!\n\nDisclaimer! Read before continuing! \n\nThis particular installation in the series contains the usual dirty stuff: young (under 18 years of age) furry creatures (anthropomorphic non-humans) involved in sexual activity, including such deviant things as homosexuality, bondage of varying types, dominance/submission and more. If you are unable to view this under the laws applicable to you, do not proceed. This includes being under the legal age for viewing pornographic material.\n\nThis story also includes references to illicit drug use by what we'd call \"minors\". I do not condone drug abuse by anybody, least of all children, so remember this is a fictional universe with vastly different laws and culture, filled with non-humans. Nor do I condone sexual abuse of human minors, or indeed anybody.\n\nOnly continue to read if you understand what this story contains and, with full knowledge of this, will not even try to hold the author responsible for anything you do, say, feel or think after or while reading it - or anyone else for that matter. It's not my fault if you cannot discern fiction involving furries from reality involving humans and I am certainly not responsible for any other person's actions.\n\nOn a slightly different note, there're some darker scenes in this installment that some might find a little disturbing, involving child abuse by a parent. If you find such things reprehensible, then good. There are hundreds of children worldwide that are undergoing this to varying degrees, and if you feel upset about that, try to do something about it. If nothing else, give some thought to them. \n\nFinally, there's a large scene involving tickle-torture (and more) - it's large because it's a favor to someone. It's not the only erotic scene in this chapter, so if it's not your thing, sorry; the other scenes hopefully will make it up to ya!\n\nSalon Du Yiff - Part III \n\n\tThe morning light streaming warmly in through the blinds of the small room finally got too bright to ignore, and so Robert Haleson found his eyes fluttering open despite his best efforts. \n\n\tHe sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes gently, before stretching dramatically, extending his arms above his head yawning. Then the raccoon kit pushed his sheets off of him and stood, the thick carpet in his room feeling great on his bare paws as always, and he scratched his belly briefly through his green and white pajamas. For once, he didn't look longingly back at his bed on an early morning during school break.\n\n\tIt was an important day, after all. No time for sleeping in, even though he'd usually jump at the chance.\n\n\tHis mom was calling him from downstairs, as she'd promised she would, and he pushed open his room door and ambled sleepily down the stairs to the kitchen. His mother was a tall raccoon, with an almost permanently sober expression on her features. Her tail was kept soft and sleek for a raccoon's, and she insisted Robby did the same. This morning, she was already dressed for work at her office.\n\n\t\"Morning, dear,\" she said shortly, pointing at the oak dining table. \"I already set out some cereal for you.\" \n\n\t\"Thanks mom,\" the boy mumbled, heading to the table. \"Are you leaving soon?\"\n\n\tThe lady-coon nodded and placed a few dishes in the cupboard. \"When are you heading to Danny's?\" she asked, her voice surprisingly level.\n\n\tRobby seated himself and scoffed a spoonful of the flakes before replying. \"Mm. I guess once I'm dressed and ready.\" \n\n\t\"That's a bit early, isn't it?\" \n\n\t\"Uh-huh.\"\n\n\tA lengthy pause. \"Don't forget to take the things you need.\" \n\n\t\"I will mom.\"\n\n\t\"Including your toothbrush?\" \n\n\t\"I will.\" \n\n\t\"Will you need a sleeping bag?\" \n\n\t\"I won't. I'll be alright mom.\" Robby smiled at her winsomely.\n\n\tShe sighed. \"I'm sure you will be.\" She seemed oddly reticent. It was as if she'd accepted the situation between Robby and his closest friend even if she didn't really want to, but she had the care to try to keep her opinions to herself. \"Alright, I'm going to work. Make sure you lock everything up before you go, and take a key with you.\" She walked over to him and nosed his ears. \n\n\t\"Yes mom.\" \n\n\tAnd with that, she grabbed her keys from the countertop and swept out of the house in moments. Either in a hurry to get to work or to get out without needing to say anything more.\n\n\tRobby finished up his cereal, and placed the bowl in the sink before heading back upstairs. It was time to get showered and dressed, before he had to make his way through the city of San Francisco to his friend's home. The directions he had were accurate, he'd checked them online last night.\n\n\tHe paused at the top of the stairs. He had no idea what the fox's house was like, or even really what to expect. He'd never even met Dan's parents before. This was bound to be an interesting day, if a bit nerve-wracking. He felt a sudden rush of excitement.\n\n\tHe entered the bathroom, pulling his PJ shirt right over his head and pushing his pants and briefs down. He stopped momentarily to look at himself in the mirror. \n\n\tThis was seriously the day. Today he would be at Danny's house all day. This was a step into the unknown in every way. He'd not slept at anyone's house in years, or even visited anyone's house without his mom being there to watch him like a hawk. What would the fox want to do? What would they talk about? Would they watch a movie or play video games? What was normal for friends during a sleepover? What was normal for young lovers during a sleepover, for that matter? There was only one thing that he was sure of, and that was that Danny would want to at least do a few things... \n\n\tRobby sensually, yet almost gingerly, ran his paws over his own chest and sides. He felt a warm flush of pride, just for knowing that there was another boy who appreciated all of him. \n\n\tBut that was for him to think about later! Shower first. \n\t\n\t***\n\n\tAria was quieter than usual at the breakfast table, munching her pancakes with a subdued, pensive expression on her rodent-features. She was still in her pajamas at nearly ten in the morning, and she never forgot to change upon waking. It was a matter of pride for her.\n\n\tDiane, naturally, noticed this. She was freakishly observant, especially when it came to her little sister - a quality that had caused the little mouse a great deal of chagrin in the past. So she leaned across the table and flatly asked her sister what was wrong. \n\n\tShifting in her chair, Aria looked a little flustered. \"Uh, I'm worried, that's all.\" \n\n\t\"What's bothering you?\" \n\n\tAria shrugged and stuffed some pancake into her face. \"It's nothin'. \"\n\n\tNodding, the teen rodent went back to her own breakfast, but she stared steadily at her sister as she chewed her own food over, and over, and over, until all taste had long left her mouth. \n\n\tFinally, Aria scowled at her. \"What?!\"\n\n\t\"It's nothin'.\" \n\n\tAria groaned and slumped in her chair. \"It's just a boy I met at that place.\" \n\n\t\"And?\" \n\n\t\"Ugh! It's nothing! He just... his mom is a nut.\" \n\n\tPicking up another slice of a pancake and jamming it in her maw, Diane laughed softly. \"Oh, you mean Jeremy?\" She wasn't amused in the least.\n\n\t\"You know him?\" \n\n\tNodding, Diane eventually put her cutlery down. \"Yeah. I knew him for a little while... well, saw him. He never spoke to anybody. Often he couldn't speak to anybody, really.\" \n\n\t\"How did you know about his mom?\" \n\n\t\"Everybody knows if they go there long enough... rumors and all that. Never saw proof.\" \n\n\tAria sighed. \"I did. It's true. I know it is.\" \n\n\tDiane looked at her for a moment, a bit nonplussed. \"Oh.\" \n\n\tTheir mother walked in and looked at their serious faces. \"What's wrong, girls? Something wrong with the pancakes?\" \n\n\t\"Nope!\" Diane answered promptly, smiling at her mom. \"They're great, mom. Aria was just telling me about her first day at the Salon.\" \n\n\t\"Oh, well, I guess you don't want me listening in?\" The grown mouse lady paused. \"Wait a second, the reason for those faces...?\" \n\n\tAria snickered. \"No, mom! It was great... I think. I just was worried about someone.\" \n\n\tThe mother smiled and nodded. \"You can tell me about it later. I don't want to think too hard when pancakes are in front of me.\"\n\n\tThere was a pause. \"I-I might go out soon.\" Aria shifted a little again. \"I gotta talk to David again.\" \n\n\tDiane cocked her head at her little sister. \"He won't tell you anything more, Aria!\" she said warningly. \"He's always been like that about Jeremy.\" \n\n\t\"...I think he will.\" Aria frowned. \"He told me a lot last time I asked.\" \n\n\tThe teenager shrugged helplessly. \"If you think so. I'll come with; I have to talk to him about something anyway.\" She looked directly at her sister's eyes. \"And will you be just asking questions or have you got another reason to go there?\" \n\n\tAria blushed under her fur almost immediately, the arch gaze of her sister- and even her mother- suddenly pinning her to the spot. \"Uh, well, I have credit, don't I?\" \n\n\t\"Wonder how long it will last at this rate, huh?\" \n\n\tTheir mother threw her paws up in an overdramatic expression of dismay. \"Ugh, at this rate, I'm going to have to give up spanking you. You'll end up loving it.\"\n\n\tDiane chuckled. \"You never spank her anyway.\" \n\n\tThe lady-mouse nodded and looked thoughtful. \"That's true. It's always more effective to feed her sprouts all week. \" \n\n\tAria gawped. \"That's cruel!\"\n\t\n\t***\n\n\tRobby swallowed deeply and looked down at his cell phone, reading the stored note he'd made last night. \"That's the address,\" he muttered unnecessarily to himself, looking back up. \n\n\tDirectly ahead of him was a house. A dark-yellow brick home, double storey, with a two car garage. His own house was double storey, but the amount of room up the top was pathetic: just his small bedroom, a bathroom and a spare room they used for storage. It was a small, if pretty cozy house. This house, however, was a different story. The house itself was larger at ground level than his humble abode, and the second storey did not appear to be any smaller.\n\n\tDanny's parents had a big house. \n\n\tShucking his backpack up on his shoulders, only for the thing to sag down to his tail again instantly because of the fashionably loose straps, Robby strode up to the door and knocked thrice on the dark, polished wooden surface. He could see some movement through the smoked glass laid into the door, but it was nothing more than a few shadows shifting here and there. \n\n\tHe pressed his muzzle closer to the glass, peering at one shadow as it seemed to scramble about excitedly and vanished off to one side. Was that...? \n\n\tSuddenly the glass darkened totally, and the door was unlocked and pushed outwards. \n\n\tWith a small gasp, Robert bounced away from it as it swung open. There was an adult male fox, about six foot, maybe taller, in the doorway. He was wearing a white cotton shirt and black pants, while his head-fur tumbled slightly down his head quite attractively. He grinned when he saw the raccoon kit. \n\n\t\"Sorry about that, were you close to the door?\" \n\n\tRobert smiled sheepishly and nodded. \"Ah, um, hello! Mr. Drocherty?\" \n\n\t\"Sure am. Come in, Robby, come on in.\" The grownup moved to the side and gestured for the raccoon boy to follow. \"I'll see if we can pull Danny off the roof for you. He's a bit excited for some reason.\"\n\n\tRobby followed him into the foyer of the house. It was spacious and the floor was covered by lush white carpet, lit up with morning light streaming in through high windows. In the foyer, stairs on one side evidently led to the second storey, while on the other side one would follow on to the rest of the ground floor. The kitchen was visible down that corridor, a large open area with wooden floorboards. \n\n\tA head poked into the corridor, a vixen's. She looked curious for a moment, and broke into a huge smile when she saw Robby. \n\n\t\"Hello Rob!\" she called cheerfully down the hallway. \"Come over here and make yourself comfy, I'll go find where Danny went in a bit.\" \n\n\tFeeling a little bashful and awed by the spacious house, Robby nodded and slowly went on through to the kitchen. Once there, he realized the dining area was adjunct to it; a large wooden table with six heavy chairs, next to a large glass door that provided access to the garden. The garden included a terrace of white and red brick, a few flower beds stuffed full of vivid orchids and bushes and a slightly raised area, covered in thick grass and bordered by limestone. \n\n\tIn the kitchen, Danny's mom was busy preparing what seemed to be a packed lunch. She was making sandwiches with practiced speed and precision, and Robby recalled that his friend always had a sandwich every day for school. \"Alright,\" she said finally, stuffing the well made snacks into a small bag. Her husband relieved her of them, licked her cheek and chuckled. \n\n\t\"I'll be back in the evening,\" he said softly, holding his wife in a loose embrace. \"Try to leave some for me, alright?\" \n\n\tShe laughed gently. \"I'll try. Don't forget to bring some milk, Danny did it all in last night after training.\" \n\n\tEventually, Danny's father spun around and left, closing the front door behind him. He clearly had work, even if it started a little late. So now the vixen was free to direct her warm smile at Robby, who was still standing like an idiot in the dining area. \n\n\t\"So, nice to meet you! I'm Amanda,\" she said, flipping a dish-towel over her shoulder and extending a paw to the raccoon boy. \n\n\tRobby shook it, smiling back at her. \"Hi, I'm Rob,\" he replied, shifting his backpack. \n\n\t\"Oh, go put that down if you like. I'll go get him for you.\" She paused and smirked slightly. \"I haven't seen him this shy before.\" \n\n\tShe briskly set off up the stairs, leaving Robby alone in the dining room. After a few moments, the kit reluctantly took off his backpack and set it next to the table. He looked down his own body, biting his lower lip very gently. \n\n\tHe'd done all he could to look his best without appearing to be trying. A yellow t-shirt, black shorts... he felt underdressed all of a sudden, even if that was his intention. He'd done all he could've, within reason. The charcoal-gray and pure white fluff over his body must've absorbed at least half a bottle of conditioner, and he was sure he'd scrubbed his toothbrush out of order. \n\n\tSilently, a small vulpine head looked down the corridor from the foyer, peering in from the staircase to the second storey. It was one of the most familiar faces in Robby's memory, but this time his expression was one of mild anxiety and excitement. That wasn't a mix he was familiar with.\n\n\tThe head retreated back up the staircase, until a female voice could be heard scolding. And suddenly the whole fox stepped out into the corridor at last. \n\n\tDanny looked adorable, but then, Robby always thought so. He was wearing a sky-blue shirt and jeans, with his foot-paws naked on the fluffy carpet. His orange-red head-fur was brushed and flopped fashionably over his head. He shuffled his way to the kitchen, looking down at his paws mostly, until about halfway, when he looked up, biting his lip anxiously.\n\n\tWhen the two of them made eye contact, and they both saw they were busy chewing their own faces, suddenly they broke out into nervous giggling. They didn't say anything until Danny was finally standing right in front of his dearest friend, and even then it was nothing impressive. \n\n\t\"H-hey,\" Danny said, blushing invisibly thanks to his fur. \n\n\t\"Hey...\" responded Robby, going a step further by smiling widely. \n\n\tThey stood together for a moment, before Danny finally cleared his throat unnecessarily. \"Um, let's go up to my room?\" he suggested, reaching out and taking the raccoon's paw in his own. \"Just for a few minutes, then I'll uh, show you around?\" \n\n\t\"Sure,\" breathed Robby, following on as Danny slowly led him back to the staircase. Evidently his room was on the second floor, just like Robby's back at his house...\n\n\tAmanda didn't comment as the duo went on up to their private room, but she was certainly smiling. She even refrained from telling them to have fun. That wasn't easy for her.\n\n\tThey passed some open rooms on the way up, including a study, a classy, clean bathroom and a large master bedroom, but Robby wasn't paying attention as he was gently led to one specific place. Danny pushed his door, adorned with a rather stereotypical bio-hazard sign, open and pulled Robby inside, shutting it behind him quickly. \n\n\tOnce inside, Robby didn't really have any time to look around, to see the room he'd wanted to be in for the last 3 years of his life. With a heart-stopping cry, Danny pressed against him, pinning the raccoon to the door and wrapping him in a tight, belly-to-belly embrace. Before any noise could escape Robby's muzzle, he found it pressed tightly against the fox's. \n\n\tAlmost immediately, as if by reflex, his mouth opened slightly and the kiss became serious. Danny's wet, soft tongue twined with his, and the fox's arms locked around the raccoon kit's slight shoulders and torso, gently but firmly helping to keep their bodies together.\n\n\tAfter a few moments of frantic kissing, Danny pulled them both towards his bed, and then pulled them both onto it. After they both hit the springy surface of the big bed, Danny resumed the kissing, now entwining Robby's legs with his own, holding his prize even tighter to him. \n\n\tThe only sound in the room for the next minute or so was the steadily increasing-in-tempo sound of two excited boys' breathing, the occasional quiet squeak of the bed, and for the aurally blessed, of course, the wet sounds of kissing. \n\n\tIn time, Danny broke the kiss, looking slightly upset at himself even as he did. He maintained the close position however, his arms wrapped around the top of Robby's chest still. \"Oh man,\" he said, laughing nervously all of a sudden. \"That was...\" \n\n\t\"Incredibly awesome,\" gasped Robby. He looked all over the fox's face as if feasting on it, with an expression of awe. He'd kissed Danny before; this was several times as good as normal. Even Danny looked shaken by it, with an astounded but satisfied grin on his features. It was as if they had tasted one another's excitement and shared it between them briefly. \n\n\tAfter a moment, Danny sniggered. \"That was what I wanted you up here for...\" he whispered, squeezing gently. \n\n\t\"I-I think it was worth the walk.\" \n\n\tBoth of them giggled. \n\n\t\"Hey, I uh, I gotta go to the Salon today,\" said Danny, touching his nose to Robby's. \"I ordered something for you but I couldn't get it 'til today.\" \n\n\t\"What?\" \n\n\t\"I can't tell ya, doofus!\" \n\n\tRather than argue, Robby let his ears fold back and he pouted slightly. \"Why not?\" \n\n\t\"Ah! It's a present! Don't do that!\" The fox licked the nearby nose. \"We can play while we're down there...\" \n\n\tRobby smiled happily. \"Sure!\" \n\n\t\"One thing though.\" Danny's expression became arch, and he briefly nuzzled the warm neck in front of him. \"We're only gonna cum later tonight, here...\" he breathed warmly over Robby's fur, sending shivers down the other kit's spine. \"Until then I wanna keep us both horny. Is that alright?\" \n\n\tGulping and instantly remembering the unbearable treatment David could inflict with this goal in mind, Robby nodded. \"A-alright...\" \n\n\t\"Trust me!\" Danny pushed away gently and sat up. \"I want this to be special. You're gonna love it.\"\n\n\t***\n\n\tThe brick building came into sight as the two mice girls turned the corner, crossing the road confidently. Despite its proximity to the large shopping mall where they'd parked their car, there was practically no traffic near \"SDY\". Not that there should be, really, as it wasn't on the main street, and thank God for that. \n\n\tAria had thrown on some more modest clothing this time. It had been cold yesterday, and beneath her short fur, she would've sworn her nipples could've cut glass as she was walking home yesterday. Now she'd thrown on a sleeveless shirt, but was wearing a dark-blue denim jacket, with her neck wreathed in warm, fluffy wool, over her frame, and white three-quarter pants. The scarf around her neck was a rather disappointing birthday present honestly at the time, but she was grateful for it today, its cool colors belying its functional insulation. \n\n\tDiane was wearing a simple long sleeved t-shirt and jeans, with a white hooded pull-over. It wasn't much, but she managed to make it look good in a casual way. \n\n\t\"So,\" probed the teenager, her paws held in the pouch of her pull-over. \"What do you want to know?\"\n\n\t\"What?\" Aria replied immediately, clearly distracted.\n\n\t\"Don't just say 'what'. I mean, what do you want to know from David?\" \n\n\tAria sighed. \"I don't know yet! Stop asking that!\" \n\n\t\"You really don't know yet?\" \n\n\t\"Yes!\" A long suffering sigh. \"I'm thinking.\" \n\n\tDiane shrugged. \"Good luck anyway.\" \n\n\tAria looked at her sister warily. \"Good luck?\" \n\n\t\"David's never told any kit about Jeremy, and Jeremy hasn't helped.\" \n\n\t\"He told me a little last time I was here.\" \n\n\t\"Which is why I'm wishing you luck, sis. You'll need it to get any more out of him.\" \n\n\t\"Why are you coming here again?\" Aria suddenly asked.\n\n\tDiane laughed suddenly. \"Well...\" she looked at her sister thoughtfully. \"I'm thinking of applying for a job at the Salon.\" \n\n\tThere was a moment of silence while Aria regrouped her thoughts. \"Wh-what? Really?\" \n\n\t\"For sure. I won't be able to be an, uh, interrogator for a while, I think. They need some pretty serious qualifications.\" \n\n\t\"Like what?\" \n\n\tDiane frowned. \"Well, I think David doesn't have a serious list of things he needs you to have,\" she said. \"I know that a lot of them actually have degrees. Sarafina doesn't, but I think there's a course you can take to be qualified for teaching sex-ed and David counts that, not to mention her experience. Even after your qualifications, David has courses he wants you to take and training to give you. Don't wanna risk anything, you know.\"\n\n\t\"What about David?\" \n\n\t\"Oh, he's got his psychology degree,\" Diane laughed. \"Sexology actually, for kits. Got it very recently.\"\n\n\tAria mouthed a little \"Oh.\" \n\n\tThey approached the door and Aria pushed it open without ceremony. It was warm in there, cold outside; she wasn't waiting. Immediately, she unbuttoned the front of her stifling fur-lined jacket and left it open. Her face began to prickle from the heat.\n\n\t\"So how do you want to do this?\" Diane enquired quietly, looking around the foyer. It was break time, and there was a lot of noise coming from the middle of the building, towards the refectory area; kits eating, playing and generally being what they are. She could even hear the cursing and laughter from the older, teenaged, customers.\n\n\t\"Why don't we talk to him together?\" Aria suggested, and Diane nodded at her just as David poked his head out of his office behind the reception desk. \n\n\tHe grinned cheerfully and came out front. \"Hello girls!\" he said, leaning on the counter with his elbows. \"What can I do for you this freezing day?\" \n\n\t\"Turn up the heating?\" Aria said without missing a beat, half-jokingly. \n\n\tDiane ignored her sister. \"Well, I need to speak to you about one thing, and my sister has another thing.\" She grinned. \n\n\tDavid affected a disappointed expression, his ears drooping. \"Oh, was hoping you were here for play not business.\" \n\n\tDiane chuckled. \"Well, she's got nothing to do all day. Maybe you can tie her up for a little while. Keep her out of my hair.\" \n\n\t\"Believe me, it would be my pleasure.\" \n\n\tIt took a few moments for it to register, but eventually Aria felt her ears burn, and looked up at the grinning wolf with a little shock. It wasn't a new thing for her to have significantly older males say directly or indirectly what they thought of her, but for some reason, right now, it made her squirm. \n\n\t\"... and hers too, of course.\" David coughed and grinned a bit cheekily. \n\n\tWith an almost inaudible 'eep', Aria averted her gaze. Damn, now that she thought about it, David was hot! She normally kept to her own age or a few years older, but that was mostly because the pickings were easier and more numerous. But that didn't mean she didn't flush whenever a smoking hot older guy with a cool attitude gave her a wink, hell no, what warm blooded rodent gal wouldn't?! \n\n\tHer sister and David spoke for a little while longer, and Aria stole another glance at David while she had the chance. Maybe it was time she looked closely at him...\n\n\tThe little mouse took a step forwards, eyeing the wolf openly, though he wasn't looking at her. \n\n\tHe was a pretty big wolf, about six feet tall, not that she could estimate that clearly, as he was leaning on the counter. Lean, but well built and strong, his arms looked powerful and firm. He kept his head-fur short, and was wearing a white long-sleeved casual shirt. He definitely worked out at least a little.\n\n\tAria cocked her head and frowned. She bet at least seven inches. Probably eight. And god knows what he could do with those paws of his. He was an expert after all.\n\n\t\"Well,\" David was saying to Diane, his expression thoughtful. \"I don't... well, I need more staff, sure, but it's hard to pay them. It's a lot of work for pretty shit pay, to be honest. Not that I enjoy being a miser.\" \n\n\tDiane nodded. \"I don't really need the money,\" she admitted, shrugging. \"I just want to help out here. I owe you.\" \n\n\tThe wolf's grin returned. \"I'll definitely be thinking about it, but the fun jobs won't be available just yet,\" he promised. \"It'll be some time before you can be an interrogator. The youngest two are, well, me, and Kaden, and we're both over twenty-one.\"\n\n\t\"No problem. My parents aren't pushing me to get a job or anything, just thought it'd be a good idea.\" Diane pointed at her sister. \"She has a few things she wants to ask.\" \n\n\tThe wolf's eyes were turned to her quizzically, and Aria jumped slightly. Crap! She hadn't formulated exactly what she wanted to ask yet.\n\n\t\"What's up?\"\n\n\tAria smiled a little unsurely. \"Uh, well...\" she bit her lip and decided to ask the most important thing on her mind directly. \"Have you seen Jeremy? Um, since I was here last, I mean?\" \n\n\tDavid, for just a moment, looked sad. However he immediately corrected his expression. He'd been expecting precisely this type of question. \"Nope, 'fraid not,\" he said softly. \"His brothers are alright, they're here today. I don't know why he isn't and they don't either.\" \n\n\tThe mouse girl looked devastated. \"Is he alright?\" \n\n\tDavid paused for a moment, and then sighed in defeat. \"No, he never is, Aria. But he's still alive. Probably.\" \n\n\tAria blinked a few times before nodding slightly. \"I hope he's alright...\" she hesitated. \"Um, why... why doesn't he get his mom arrested?\" \n\n\t\"In short, the brothers think they'll be split up if they report her,\" David responded almost immediately, which made Diane blink in surprise. \"I can't report her for them, because they might claim I was lying and it'd all go nowhere. It might make things worse in fact.\" \n\n\tAria closed her eyes and swore silently. For some reason, it just cut her up to know of Jeremy's plight. Being able to do nothing about it... \"Why does she do those things?\" she asked slowly. \"Can't she tell what she's doing is wrong?\"\n\n\t\"Why does anybody abuse a kit, Aria?\" David sighed and leaned on the counter. \"Because they're fucking psychos. There's almost no good excuse, none that I can think of. Jeremy has been going through hell, and mostly him, not his brothers for some reason, since he was very young.\"\n\n\t\"Uh, alright,\" Diane said uncomfortably. \"I should go. I'm meeting some friends at the mall.\" She looked down at the upset girl by her side and laid a paw on her shoulder. \"Hey, want to stay here?\" \n\n\t\"Huh?\" Aria opened her eyes and looked up at her sister. \"Oh, um, I'll stay.\" \n\n\t\"Wanna explore a little more, so to speak, right?\" \n\n\tAria nodded and smiled wanly. \"Y-yeah.\" She wanted to explore David, specifically, but Diane didn't need the details.\n\n\t\"OK, I'll just be at the mall, gimme a call when you want to go home. Have fun.\" \n\n\tIn a few moments, Diane was out the door, already dialing a number into her cell, leaving Aria in the reception area. \n\n\tDavid smiled consolingly at Aria, but he sensed she would require a lot more consoling than a smile. \"Well,\" he started quietly, \"it's lunch-time, and everyone's on break right now, for the next forty-five minutes. So what did you want to-\" \n\n\tAria grinned at him. \"Are you busy, David?\" she asked frankly and quite suddenly. \n\n\tDavid blinked. \"Nothing I can't do later. I'm not even looking after anyone; slow day. Why?\" \n\n\tThe mouse girl approached the reception counter. \"Wanna play? Just something to do until break time is over.\"\n\n\tHer candor was overwhelming, David thought. Talk about a bold girl. \"Sure, though...\" he laughed. \"I don't get many young girls asking so directly. They usually never ask, or it's just all business if you get my meaning.\"\n\n\t\"They're blind then.\" \n\n\tThe grown wolf flushed. \"What did you have in mind, hun?\" \n\n\tAria grinned almost predatorily. \"Whatever you want to do...\" She exulted when she saw the grownup gulp.\n\n\t***\n\n\t\"Hey, doesn't she remind you of that girl? Aria?\" Danny whispered, shucking his backpack up on his shoulders and indicating the teenaged mouse across the road as they approached the Salon. \n\n\tRobby stole a quick glance and nodded surreptitiously. \"She does. The hair is almost exactly the same. I bet it's a relative!\"\n\n\t\"Wonder if that means she's here?\" the fox boy thought out loud as the teenager walked confidently along the sidewalk, chatting animatedly into a cell-phone. \"She was fun, and I don't think you've played with a girl.\" \n\n\tAfter a beat, Robby shrugged. \"I dunno... boys are more fun.\"\n\n\t\"Oh for sure, but some girls are okay.\"\n\n\tThey reached the door and opened it, hurriedly stepping into the warm building. Robby let out an audible sigh when he crossed the threshold, from the stinging cold to the warm, comfortable interior of the building. Danny let the door close behind them by itself and they both looked around for a few moments. \n\n\tDavid wasn't there, but that didn't mean much. He was probably busy, but this left the reception area empty. \n\n\tDanny sighed and started to rub his paws together for warmth. \"We have to wait,\" he said sourly. \"I need to get some gloves.\" \n\n\tNodding silently, Robby started rubbing his own paws too. \n\n\t\"Wait for what, boys?\" said a female voice, and the two kits turned to face the source as it entered from the den area. It was Jenny, the mouse-dominatrix who had taken Aria under her wing. Today she looked just as business-like as last time, with her attire making her more suited to being an office worker or perhaps an uptight school teacher; though this was almost undoubtedly her intention.\n\n\tDanny beamed at her. \"I'm just here to pick something up from Kaden.\" \n\n\tJenny frowned for a moment, then an indulgent smile spread over her muzzle. \"Oh, that,\" she said shortly. \"You'll have to go talk to him about that. But he's a little busy right now, just finishing up some paperwork and it'll take him some time to get it to you. He's left it to the last minute.\" \n\n\t\"That's okay.\" \n\n\tJennifer paused and looked at her cell phone for a second. \"Hmm... we've got nearly three-quarters of an hour before lunch is over, and I think he said he'll need most of lunch.\" She pointed at the den. \"I'm sure Sarafina can look after you while you wait. And she can look after Robby while you get it, too. She was saying something about wanting to see you.\" \n\n\t\"That's great!\" Danny replied instantly.\n\n\t\"Only one thing,\" Jenny said, sniggering to herself. The fox cocked his head at her and raised his ears in query. \"You're not going in there dressed like that.\" \n\n\tUnthinkingly, Robby asked, \"What's wrong with our clothes?\" \n\n\tThe mouse laughed delightedly. \"You're wearing them, for one thing. You're going to be here for forty minutes. Do you want to be appropriately dressed or left like that?\" \n\n\tDanny smirked at his boyfriend, before answering for both of them.\n\n\tDavid felt a little shaken, though he was definitely not unhappy. The role-reversal of Aria's extremely direct and almost predatory advances were a bit odd alright, but the dominant wolf knew, with his experience, that the mouse would almost melt into a submissive role once things began; not really all that unusual with sexually active cubs. They wanted to make sure the play was going to happen first, and only then, they'll let their partner handle the responsibility. \n\n\tThough he wasn't exactly a cub-lover, it was exactly as he'd said many times before. You can't do a job like his without finding a way to appreciate what you do, and Aria was very much worth appreciating.\n\n\tThey'd gone into the little television room adjacent to David's office, the place he usually entertained informally like this.\n\n\tHe turned around after shutting the door behind them and Aria was looking at him somewhat shyly, one paw holding the front of her jacket closed. \"Umm, did you want to do something in particular?\" she asked him, a slightly hopeful tone of voice in her voice. There she went, as David had expected; there was no mistaking this girl was a bottom of the best kind. She was just honest about what she wanted. \n\n\tGrinning, David knelt down in front of her, taking the wrist holding her jacket closed into his paw gently, moving it away from her chest to let the undone garment open at the front. \"I definitely do,\" he said archly, brushing a bit of her headfur away from her eyes sensually. \"I was thinking about making a certain girl a happy girl. Did you have any ideas about how?\" \n\n\tThere was a pause while Aria swallowed, letting her paw be taken away from her body with no resistance. \"I do,\" she breathed, a nervous smile forcing its way onto her features. Nervousness was a rare thing for her in these situations. It meant she really wanted it...\n\n\t\"What are they?\" \n\n\tAria drew a shuddering breath, moving a little closer to the adult. \"Y-you can keep my paws out of the way for me,\" she whispered. \"And do whatever you wanna...\" \n\n\tDavid took his other arm and slid it around the mouse's hip. \"I think I'll make you cum a few times...\" He pulled her a little closer, using the paw previously holding Aria's wrist to slide her jacket over her slender, warm shoulders. \"But only after making you beg for it. How does that sound?\" \n\n\tWith a shiver of anticipation, Aria nodded silently, slipping her arms out of the expensive jacket, exposing her purple sleeveless shirt and bare arms. When she felt herself being pulled inexorably to David's body, she said, \"That sounds great...\" \n\n\t\"I kind of like the idea.\" David gently pulled the mouse-girl into a loose embrace, with his two arms wrapped around her lower back and waist. He sensually nosed at her exposed neck, and felt her fall into his embrace, breathing hoarsely and wrapping her much thinner arms around his gray-furred neck. \"Clothes are always in the way, aren't they?\" \n\n\t\"Ohh... totally.\" Aria closed her eyes and whimpered. The wolf's paw at her waist had changed position, running its way slowly up her thigh, over her buttocks and finally resting near her tail, undoing the tail-fly without a second's pause. She could feel him slowly pulling her pants down, the cooler air of the room rushing in to brush excitingly against her upper thighs; a place of warmth denied to it by her fashionable bottom-wear until seconds ago. \n\n\tDavid eventually let the pants fall to the floor, to wreathe the girl's ankles while he slid his paw up her body once again, underneath the cute, clearly girlish, shirt. He made sure to rub much of her small, taut torso's sides and back while he did. Eventually, he grasped the back of the shirt, pulling it upwards. Aria leaned back and raised her arms, allowing him to slip it up and over her head, to be flung onto the couch alongside the jacket.\n\n\tHe delivered a soft nuzzle to the girl's muzzle, wrapping his arms around her again, supporting her backside this time and lifting her up easily. She instinctively held herself close to him as he did, let herself be carried to the couch, where she was laid out on her back, down the length of the furniture. David seated himself between her legs. \n\n\t\"Nearly there...\" David assured her, briefly touching her white and green panties, but instead of removing them, he touched one leg and followed its thin, firm length to a shoe. Maintaining eye-contact, he deftly unlaced the sneaker, pulling it off slowly, before folding down her white ankle-socks and removing them too. \"You have pretty paws, Aria...\" \n\n\tFlustered, Aria responded with a thoughtless \"You too,\" as David released her other paw from its confines and stood. The wolf walked a few short steps to a nearby chest of drawers, opened it, and returned with some small leather bands while Aria watched him intently, her breathing coming harder and faster. \n\n\t\"Let's see what we can do about keeping those paws out of our way...\" He took Aria's instantly proffered left wrist and attached the cuff tightly. Then the other one... \"Sit up for me?\" \n\n\tAria did as asked, and David went around behind her, holding a paw in each of his own. There, he brought the two little wrists together and used a snap-hook to keep them like that. Almost instantly, the girl tested the bondage, finding it impossible to break. She didn't speak.\n\n\tDavid pulled on her gently, guiding her to slip backwards over and then in between his thighs on the couch, and he held her firmly against his own body as he did. \"Oh dear,\" he said softly. \"I seem to have forgotten one last bit.\" He laid a paw lightly on her crotch, pressing down and rubbing slowly. Immediately, she mewled and tried to push her body forwards, but after a few seconds, David took his paw away, running it up her body until coming to rest on her chest, tenderly brushing one nipple then the other, the pressure increasing steadily over time. \n\n\t\"Unhh!\" the mouse-girl moaned, her eyes lidding and her ears drooping as she tried to relax. Her tail twitched against the warm body touching hers. She felt a flutter, a racing excitement, in her chest; David was incredible, teasing her so effectively, turning her on like a light. Though it was his job, after all...\n\n\tDavid sniggered, resting his head on her shoulder. \"Don't worry,\" he promised quietly. \"We've got time.\"\n\n\tJenny opened the door and waved the two boys, clad in the appropriate uniform- naked but for their wrist-cuffs- inside. \"Go on in, Sara's expecting you.\" \n\n\tThe two walked in, only to see a rather surprising thing.\n\n\tSarafina was grinning at them from a couch, a common enough adornment to the rooms here, but she wasn't alone. A young arctic fox boy was laid on his back next to her, his paws lying in Sarafina's lap, bound with sturdy, thin rope at the ankles. He was nude from the waist down, still wearing a green t-shirt but below that he was only wearing a pair of thin white socks. One of Sarafina's paws was sitting in his crotch, evidently teasing the organ there as it was rock hard and sticking out; the other paw resting on his socked paws.\n\n\tRobby felt a strange pang when he realized it was NOT Jeremy. This boy looked extremely similar, with a similar frame but was undoubtedly smaller and younger, and there were subtle differences. \n\n\tHis arms weren't bound in any way, but he was lying on his back with them covering his eyes, looking a little... uncomfortable. Judging by the position of Sarafina's talented paws, it was clear what he'd been subjected to. He moved his arm and looked over at the entrance to the room, making a slightly anxious report as he saw the two older boys. \n\n\t\"It's alright, Julian,\" Sarafina assured the young boy, comfortingly rubbing his thigh for a few seconds. \"They're alright.\" The cub looked at Sarrie worriedly, and she chuckled at him. \n\n\t\"I-is it okay for me to be naked in front of them?\" he asked quietly.\n\n\t\"Aww, you're not naked. See? You've got a shirt on.\" Sarrie smiled. \"Of course it's alright. In here, you can be naked or clothed whenever you want to be, Julian.\" \n\n\tRobby approached cautiously, his eyes narrowed curiously. That was... without question, it was. \n\n\tJeremy's younger brother. No way could it not be.\n\n\tThe raccoon swallowed. He was just as adorable as Jeremy, though in slightly different ways. He couldn't have been more than seven or eight, quite a bit smaller than Robby, who was three and a half months from eleven years of age. But...\n\n\tThe arctic looked up shyly at the older boys, flushing slightly and obviously aware that Robby was appraising him. His eyes closed briefly and he shuddered when Sarafina resumed the rhythmic stroking and teasing on his little dick she'd been keeping up for ten minutes at least. At least she was giving him a little break from the tickling. \n\n\t\"Julian, this is Danny and Robby. The raccoon is Rob, and the fox is Dan.\" Sarrie chuckled, massaging one of the arctic's paws. \n\n\tOpening his eyes again, Julian gave the duo a half-hearted wave. \"H-hi...\" he said softly. \n\n\t\"Oh, where were we? Ah yes...\" Suddenly, Sarafina placed her blunted claws on a bound paw and started slowly scratching at it through the sock. Julian promptly shivered again and let out a quiet squeak, starting to gently writhe and giggle on the couch. \"So, what are you boys doing here today?\" Sarafina grinned very widely at the ten year olds. \n\n\tDanny was the first to recover, somewhat unsurprisingly. \"Oh, we came here to get something from Kaden, but he's busy. It's a surprise for Robby.\"\n\n\tThe Savannah nodded, absently stroking the seven-year-old's penis-tip to elicit a different kind of reaction from the kit. \"I thought you'd come for it all today. I asked everyone to send you my way if you did.\" \n\n\tRobby cocked his head and raised an ear. \"Why?\" \n\n\t\"I like you for one thing,\" the adult said bluntly. \"Isn't that enough? But I also wanted you to meet Julian.\" \n\n\tThe fox was frowning just a little. \"Umm, Sarrie? I thought you had to be ten to come here? Or was I late coming here?\" \n\n\tSarafina shook her head. \"No, that's pretty much correct,\" she said, looking tenderly down at Julian, who was smiling up at everyone. He was clearly on Cloud 9. \"Julian doesn't come here as a customer. This is just some fun and pleasure.\" There was a pause. \"Oh, not that he doesn't know what his brothers get up to and asked to try it. David has made only one exception to the rule ever. But that doesn't mean we can't do things like this.\" \n\n\tRobby wondered why Sarrie had wanted them to meet the young kit. He looked very preoccupied and a little too shy to say or do anything right now. But as if reading his thoughts, Sarafina spoke again. \n\n\t\"He wanted to meet you. He'd heard of you.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon looked at Julian, and noticed two things. The kit was suddenly looking at him and Danny intently; also, nobody had mentioned Jeremy yet. He wasn't going to be the one to break the trend yet, maybe there was a reason.\n\n\tSuddenly, the kit shuddered and mewled, squirming on the couch. Sarafina was busy scratching and brushing at his socked paws and rubbing down his little shaft. Had he just climaxed, or was he trying to make it happen? Sarafina certainly wasn't slowing down... then she suddenly stopped and 'tsk'd' at the boy. \"No cumming yet!\" The cat laughed in delight. \"I'm, uh, training him to appreciate the longer sessions. He's a good pupil. Twelve minutes or so, so far. I think I'm driving him insane.\"\n\n\tGasping and looking a little frustrated, Julian relaxed on the couch again. After a moment, his eyes locked onto something Robby hadn't noticed so far. \n\n\tHis own erection. \n\n\tWatching the writhing cub, a few years younger than him, had increased his heart rate and sent his blood southwards. With twitch after twitch, his dick was starting to stand up. \"Oh!\" He blushed.\n\n\tBut Julian didn't comment. He just looked at the slowly rising furless member on the raccoon's body, almost wistfully. \n\n\tDanny chuckled and gently pushed his friend towards him, walking the raccoon a few steps closer to the couch until his dark furred knees were touching it. \"I think he wants a closer look!\" \n\n\t\"Danny!\" protested Robby, feeling a little embarrassed about being excited by a younger boy. But before he could shake the fox off, a pure-white furred arm reached out, and some little fingers closed around his stiffy, catching any further complaints in Rob's throat. \n\n\tJulian chuckled, idly rubbing and rolling the smooth flesh in his palm and fingers, very carefully retracting the foreskin. With interest, he examined the larger head and body of the object, occasionally looking up at Robby to take in the older boy's expression. \"Hmm, it's bigger than Jeremy's,\" he said quietly, pumping the shaft a little to work it up to full stiffness. \"But a lot smaller than my biggest brother's.\" \n\n\t\"Jason's nearly fourteen, isn't he?\" pointed out Sarafina. \"It's only natural.\" She resumed her own activities, but the kit didn't stop tugging on Robby, despite the giggling and squirming. \n\n\tDanny had to bite his lower lip gently while his own erection started up. \"Jeez, he's a cutie,\" he admitted, admiring the kit's body and face. When he took a good look at the image of him tugging on Robby, there was nothing that could stop his foxy member from stiffening too. \n\n\tSarafina nodded. \"Without a doubt.\" She used a claw to tickle the ball of the arctic's paw, and the kit laughed airily.\n\n\tThen Julian placed a finger alongside the raccoon's penis, and he looked at it intently for a second. Robby meeped quietly; he was being measured some more. The boy's small index finger was only a few centimeters shorter than his member. However, Julian didn't comment, and resumed tugging with his fingers and thumb with a pensive expression on his face.\n\n\tLooking on silently for a few moments, Sarafina grinned. A damn cute scene, it was. \"You know,\" she spoke finally, snapping all three boys out of their little pleasurable reveries, \"you should see his little, ah, fetish. It's quite interesting.\" \n\n\tRobby looked at her, his expression uncomfortable. That arctic cub might be young, but he too was very good with his paws, not slacking, keeping a firm grip. \"Wh-what's that?\" enquired Robby, his legs shaking ever-so-slightly now.\n\n\tThe savannah laughed indulgently and released the arctic's paws and penis. \"What do you think, Julian? Have a break for now? Shall we show him?\" she asked, a mischievous tone in her voice. \n\n\tEars perking, Julian shot her an excited glance. \"Oh, yeah!\" The pup sat up and released the raccoon's member. \n\n\tSarafina laughed again. \"This should be great fun.\" She and Julian stood, as both Danny and Robby looked on in bemusement. \n\n\tThe grownup sidled up to Robby, laying a gentle paw on his shoulder. \"Let's get started on the thing that'll keep you occupied, hmm?\" she chortled, winking at Danny.\n\n\t\"Ohh,\" Danny exclaimed, his face lighting up with understanding, backing off a little. \"Don't let him cum please, Sarrie!\" \n\n\t\"Of course not...\" Sarafina said ominously, her paws closing around the tops of Robby's arms. She insistently, but carefully, forced the raccoon cub to his knees, pushing him face-first up against the couch. \"Don't need to let that happen to enjoy things.\"\n\n\tRobby whimpered. He could feel that strange excitement come over him, an odd exhilaration, the same as the last times he'd been dominated like this. He tried to look over his shoulder, but he could see little as Sarafina pressed him against the seat of the couch, grabbed his wrists and connected them with a snap-hook. She seemed to carry them on her bodice somewhere, a pocket perhaps. \n\n\tJulian and Danny stood side by side, their breathing coming faster and faster. The arctic looked over shyly at the taller fox, eyeing him up and down openly. When their eyes met, he asked silently with his if he could touch him. \n\n\tLaughing cheerfully, Danny hugged the young arctic to his side, reaching down with his opposite arm to envelope his dick, while Julian did likewise almost immediately. \"Let's keep each other company while the show's set up, 'kay?\" he said, smiling at the attractive pup. \n\n\tRobby was pushed onto the couch and made to lie exactly as Julian was, manhandled easily by the adult feline of over twice his weight. His eyes widened with every second; this was going to involve tickling. No question about it. Oh crap. That invoked more fear than frozen icicle dildos, for some reason.\n\n\tWhistling a complicated tune, Sarafina retrieved some more cuffs and chain from a small black bag next to the couch and sat down near the raccoon's foot-paws. The ankle cuffs were attached speedily, and also snapped together. Much to Robby's surprise, Sarrie revealed to him a little secret of the couches at the Salon, and used some small lengths of chain to connect his collar to one arm rest, and his ankle cuffs to the next, using eye-hooks that'd gone hitherto unnoticed by him. It only took a minute to make him helpless...\n\n\t\"Oh crap...\" he whimpered. He was now in nearly the same position Julian had been, only even if he wanted to he couldn't sit up or pull his paws away.\n\n\t\"Aww, don't worry Robby!\" cooed the dominant, rubbing his thigh in much the same way she had done to Julian. \"This isn't going to be as intense as last time. Promise.\" She twisted slightly and laid both sets of claws on the cub's sockless feet. \n\n\tJulian grinned and, after a moment's pause, broke away from Danny, but not without giving the fox a warm smile. He padded over to the couch, removed his shirt and appraised the raccoon from above as he had done to him, sending shivers down Robby's spine. What on earth was the plan here? \n\n\tSeconds later, the arctic straddled Robby's lower chest, pressing his warm legs and groin against the gray-furred body, and settling into a comfy sitting position. Robby held his breath; all he could see when he looked down the length of his own hastily bound body was Julian's back, tail and butt. He couldn't even see the tickle-fiend Sarafina, even as she rubbed his foot-paws. \n\n\t\"Nngh!\" he mewled, as those small, warm fingers curled around both his dick and his scrotum. \"Wh-wha?\" He looked at Danny, who was just staring... Without any warning, he felt what seemed to be pin-pricks press into his foot-paws and he yelped. \n\n\tJulian giggled, settling in comfortably, readjusting his position by moving back a few inches so he could lean forwards. \"This feels great,\" he assured Robby in his quiet voice, using one set of fingers to gently retract the older kit's foreskin and the other set to rub the glans firmly. \n\n\tSlowly, those claws started to scratch at Robby's paws, from the inside of his arches, to the out-step. He cried out and giggled, trying futilely to move his legs away. With a plaintive gasp, he crossed his feet, one over the other to try and ward off the torturing fingers. \n\n\tHe heard a \"tsk\" from the other side of the arctic pup, who was now focusing intently on masturbating him, those little fingers now gliding over his exposed, dry and sensitive glans in such a way as to make Robby squirm already. Julian laughed softly at Sarafina and started to focus on the rim of Robby's little head. \n\n\t\"Danny, pass me my bag, please? I've forgotten something...\" The grownup sounded a little grumpy at herself. \"I should've grabbed it before I chained Robby's legs over me.\" \n\n\tThe fox promptly did so, eager to see the rest of the plan.\n\n\tOnly a few seconds of rooting around in the bag later, Sarafina withdrew a small object. The distracted Robby couldn't see it of course, despite his best efforts to look around Julian's skinny white-furred body. \"Wh-what is it?\" he enquired, his ears perked directly up. \n\n\tHe felt Sarafina grasp one of his big toes and pull it to the side, separating his paws. Before he could speak again, something encircled the toe and clicked into place. It felt hard, impenetrable... and soon Sarafina had grabbed his other toe and done the same to it. With a whimper of dismay, he realized he could no longer cross his paws... something had attached his two big toes together; judging from the feel of it he couldn't force it, and trying would be unwise.\n\n\t\"Oh, cool!\" Danny said brightly, looking closely. \"Haven't seen you use them for a while!\" \n\n\t\"I use them all the time, especially on the kits who don't know how to sit still when they're told to,\" replied Sarrie, a mock chastising for Robby in her tone. \"Tsk, Julian can, but poor Robby can't. I guess we'll have to start his discipline training later.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon whined. \"Wh-what? What is that?!\" \n\n\tSarafina laughed. \"Toe-cuffs, silly 'coon.\" She caressed his foot-paws. \"They're not metal ones. I don't trust them, kits can hurt themselves really easily with them on for some reason. These are actually slightly soft plastic. Maybe you can call them safety cuffs?\" \n\n\tThey didn't seem soft to Robby. He could barely move his toes, but the odd object bent almost imperceptibly. It wasn't cold, and it didn't dig in painfully. He couldn't pull on them too hard anyway, his ankles were locked side by side.\n\n\tJulian leaned forward and swiped his toy with a wet lick, and Robby cried out in surprise. The arctic giggled, immediately going back to using just fingers.\n\n\tThere was a knock on the door, and Sarafina called out \"Come in?\" without even asking her young charges. \n\n\tWhen the door opened, it was Jenny again, and she promptly burst out laughing. \"Having fun there?\" she asked, shaking her head. \"You look like you're having some trouble, Rob.\"\n\n\t\"J-just a little,\" gasped Robby, wriggling pointlessly. \n\n\t\"Kaden is nearly finished, Danny, he's in one of the rooms. He asked me to get you, hopefully before break ends. I think he's got a busy day today.\" Jenny motioned for the fox-kit to follow her. \n\n\t\"Oh, alright!\" Danny nodded, springing to his tied up boyfriend and giving him a quick nuzzle. \"Won't be long. Hold out till I get back, 'kay?\"\n\n\t\"Does it look like I'm going anywhere?\" Robby asked shrilly. \n\n\t\"I ain't worried about you going anywhere, doofus!\" Danny laughed at him. \"I'm worried about you coming!\" \n\n\tSarafina grinned like the wild-cat she was. \"Don't worry,\" she assured the boy. \"He won't be. Remember what I said about Julian being good at taking things slow? We'll keep him entertained until you're back.\" \n\n\tDanny smiled at her in thanks, bounding over towards the door to leave with Jenny. \"Have fun!\" he called as the door closed, leaving Robby alone with the fiddling arctic fox and a cat who could tickle him insane with one paw.\n\n\t\"Hrm, fun...\" Sarafina mumbled. \"I think we will.\" \n\n\tShe began to scratch at those nice and secure foot-paws, reveling in the sound of the raccoon boy's laughter and cries, the warmth and contour of his shapely paws. \n\n\t\"Yup, we will!\" Julian giggled loudly, starting to firmly rub the raccoon's dick, finding just as much enjoyment in the older cub's gasps and whimpers as Sarafina found in his other vocalizing.\n\n\t\n\n\tKaden closed the folder just as the door was knocked. \n\n\t\"Come in,\" he said wearily, getting out of the soft arm chair. \n\n\tThe door opened and in came Danny, his favorite fox. The pup had a huge smile on his face, his ears perked up like triangles taped to his skull. \"Kaden!\" he said happily, starting to wag. \"Guess what?\"\n\n\t\"What's up, lil' dude?\"\n\n\t\"You know how we got Rob's mom to let him stay at my house?\" \n\n\t\"Yeah?\" Kaden crossed his arms and smiled tolerantly at the boy. Danny often got excited, but he looked particularly bad today.\n\n\t The fox beamed. \"He's sleeping over tonight!\" \n\n\t\"Awesome! What's your plan?\" \n\n\t\"Oh, for tonight? Um, well, I want to keep him horny until tonight, and then mom and I have a few ideas.\"\n\n\tKaden raised a brow. \"You're involving your mom? Does Robby know?\" \n\n\t\"Nope, he doesn't know what's coming.\" \n\n\t\"Yeah, I meant, does he know about your mom?\" Kaden laughed. \n\n\tDanny beamed even brighter. \"Nuh-uh. I don't think so. And dad might even help. But I'm having him all to myself tonight at bed-time.\"\n\n\t\"And you want him kept horny all day?\" the cheetah asked, frowning slightly. \"I'm a bit of an expert, so I gotta warn you that it's harder than it sounds with boys your age.\"\n\n\tDanny shrugged. \"I know, we're easily distracted. Hey, look, a wall that fell over!\" He pointed at the floor and grinned when Kaden just rolled his eyes. \"I'm just gonna keep him as horny as I can, as often as I can.\" \n\n\tKaden nodded. \"You want it to be special when you finally do it properly for the first time in years, I get ya. You don't want today to be all dirty stuff, do ya?\" \n\n\t\"Nope.\" \n\n\t\"I didn't think so.\" Kaden regarded the fox warmly. He'd known Danny for many months now, nearly a year, seeing him on average three times a week, and the friendly cub had dirty play on his mind for several hours out of every day at least, but despite that he wanted more from Robby. They'd wanted one another physically for a long time, but in the meantime had been close friends. They were boyfriends; Dan didn't just want to play dirty with his friend, he wanted to have him as a friend too. It was an important distinction. \n\n\t\"Didya have my present for him?\" asked the kit, idly running a paw through his head-fur. \n\n\tTurning to his folder, the cheetah nodded. \"Yeah, it's in here...\" he easily located and withdrew an envelope, A4 in size. \"My aunt runs a printing store. I didn't want to give you any cut-and-paste crap, so that's why I took so long. It's like an actual magazine now.\" \n\n\tDanny gawked at him. \"I didn't expect that!\" he admitted. \"So long? You did it in a day!\" \n\n\tThe cheetah grinned and handed him the envelope. \"I know. I'm awesome.\" \n\n\t\"How much did it cost you?\" Danny bit his lip. \"I'll have to pay you!\" \n\n\t\"Forget that. My aunt owes me a few favors, and that was one of them. Now are you gonna get him anything else?\" \n\n\tDanny sniggered. \"Of course.\" \n\n\t\"Lemme know how it all plays out, alright?\" Kaden asked earnestly. \"And say hi to your old lady for me.\"\n\n\t\"Sure.\" The fox kit frowned and sniffed at the envelope, then looked at the cheetah with a furtive expression. \"Have you been smoking? And I don't mean cigarettes.\" \n\n\tKaden flushed and scratched at his head. Crap. \"Oh, uh, yeah but not at work, that was yesterday evening.\" He paused before turning things right around on the cub. \"And how do you know what grass smells like? You're not meant to be near it until at least eighteen.\"\n\n\tThe fox kit blushed too. \"Ahh, c'mon, who listens to that?\" \n\n\tKaden shook his head, his expression becoming genuinely worried. \"Don't forget you're an athlete, kiddo. Be careful with this kind of crap. I have a joint a week at worst, and it can mess with kits really badly. You're what, nearly eleven?\"\n\n\tDanny nodded and looked a little ashamed. \"It was only one,\" he explained defensively. \"I won't do anything stupid.\" \n\n\tKaden grinned and beckoned the cub to him, hugging his naked, warm body tightly. \"I know, and you know that I all of all people ain't telling you what to do, just making recommendations because I care, right?\" \n\n\t\"Yeah, of course!\" Danny hugged him back. \"I just had to try it, you know?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah, I get ya. It's your body and brain, just don't screw it up. Danny without a brain is much less cool than Danny with one.\" Kaden leaned back and chuckled at the boy. \"Anyway, forget that noise. Did you want a little tip for tonight?\" \n\n\tDanny blinked and looked at the cheetah curiously. \"How do you mean?\" \n\n\t\"Well, let's say Robby manages to get his dick to go soft before you start the fun and games,\" sniggered the cheetah. \"Like you right now. What would you do?\" \n\n\tBiting his lip softly again, Danny thought for a moment. \"I'd probably just jerk or suck him back up. I've got plenty of porn too.\" \n\n\t\"Lemme show you a trick when it comes to getting someone up quickly,\" Kaden said, shifting around to behind the fox boy, pulling his reddish-orange furred body close to his clothed one, arms around his pelvis. \n\n\tDanny meeped, looking down as the cheetah took his flaccid penis in a paw and pulled down the foreskin.\n\n\t\"While jerking them up, spend some time focusing on this...\" A single fingertip brushed repeatedly the cub's urethra, doing nothing at first, but soon the sensation got a little stronger, nothing unusual. But Kaden continued to do it, pausing only now and then to stroke the little member in his paw. He stopped, licked his fingertip wetly, and pressed it once more to the hole and started to rub more firmly. \n\n\tIn a few seconds, Danny gasped and started to shake slightly as his dick rose to press harder against the slicked finger. Each stroke caused it to tense and pulse, stiffening slightly. Kaden eventually switched to using his paw's palm, still centering his attentions on the little cub's sensitive urethra. \n\n\t\"As it gets a bit stiffer and as you keep doing it, it gets more sensitive,\" he explained, keeping at it until Danny's dick was hard in his paw, and then continuing anyway. \"When it's sensitive, each brush makes it tense up, and pushed blood into it. Voila, speedy boner. It doesn't work for everyone, or all the time, but it's worth knowing, yeah?\" \n\n\tDan nodded, then finally gasped and pushed away the cheetah's paws, his glans red raw and each brush was sending chills through his body. \"Oh-okay, I get it!\" he said breathlessly, laughing just a little. \"I get it!\"\n\n\tKaden grinned evilly. \"Are you sure?\" he asked, slowly taking the boy's wrists into his paws. \"Maybe I should demonstrate a little longer to make sure.\" He pulled the wrists behind the cub's back, withdrawing a snap-lock from his pocket to keep them there. \n\n\tDanny mewled, but didn't struggle when Kaden pulled him a little closer, bending him backwards slightly so he couldn't easily protect his groin by raising a leg or doubling-over. \"You know, Sarafina likes doing this too, but she'll use something like a feather...\" Kaden wrapped his paw right back around the fox's erection. \"I prefer fingers. Sensation is a bit different.\" He started to rub his wet finger-pad over the organ again, and Danny whimpered, falling back against him. \"Pay attention now. I don't want to spend more than another ten minutes explaining this to you...\"\n\n\tAria's breathing paused when David's paws left her chest, her sensitive nodes on her chest left alone for a moment, to work down her striped panties. Eventually, she helped out, kicking them off to the floor so David didn't need to stand. \n\n\tWasting no time, the wolf took her legs, placing them over his own to each side, spreading her out to expose her sensitive groin totally. Unsurprisingly, one of his strong paws dropped to her slit, and it pressed right up against it. It firmly started to rub up and down, touching as much of the wonderfully delicate area as possible, moving slow and steadily.\n\n\tThe mouse girl could only moan and lean back, pressing her chest forwards as David's other paw came to rest upon it again, resuming its earlier task of teasing her chest-bumps. \n\n\t\"Does it feel good?\" David breathed into her ear. Eyes closed and breath coming in gasps, Aria just nodded vehemently. \n\n\tThe paw between her leg started to switch from a simple rub to stroking, the fingers moving firmly across the surface of Aria's agitated labia. She groaned; it felt wonderful, though David was still avoiding her little nub. It wasn't enough... \n\n\tThe adult nuzzled at her neck sensually, and she let her head droop to the side. The paw at her groin moved temporarily, brushing aside her hair before returning to its position in moments, but the deprivation made her nearly sob. David was driving her mad; a consummate teaser.\n\n\tA muzzle gently mouthed at her soft, warm neck, and she felt the hot wetness through her silky fur and on her skin beneath. It started to prickle wonderfully. David sniffed gently at the crook of her neck and collarbone, delivering a tender lick while the paw on Aria's chest started to rub the entire surface, and she felt it pass over her little ribcage, across her sides and into her armpit briefly. \n\n\t\"Nmff!\" she said incoherently, swearing very quietly immediately afterwards. \n\n\tTo her relief, the fingers started to no longer ignore her fleshy, sensitive clitoris, which was by now begging for attention. The warm, tingly feelings of overall sexual stimulation began to well up inside her, centered on that delightfully irritated node of flesh between her legs, but spreading all throughout her groin and even through her chest. Nothing was in there, but she could noticeably feel her vaginal muscles tensing like mad. \n\n\t\"You know...\" David said quietly, his soft speech causing sonorous vibrations to rumble from his body into Aria's, something her alert, excited body picked up and shivered from. \"I would use a vibrator or something, but I get the feeling you want to cum now?\" \n\n\tAria nodded, pushing her groin upwards firmly into the wolf's paw. \"Y-yes!\" \n\n\tThat powerful paw almost immediately changed its pace and direction, as David begun to speed up his ministrations, using all four fingers to rub down the girl's clitoral area. \n\n\tThe paws behind her back tensing into little claws as she writhed and gasped, Aria did all she could to increase the pressure of those fingers as they slid repeatedly over and over her soft nubby. As ridiculously turned on as David had gotten her, it didn't take very long at all. Maybe three seconds. \n\n\tShe let out a squeal as that pent up feeling through her entire body seemed to burst, blossoming directly from between her lithe legs. David didn't stop, helping her ride the orgasm as long as possible, and she nearly doubled over, but for David's paw on her chest, when her muscles all seemed to tighten. \n\n\tIt felt like a dream, lasted for ages, and when it finished, she flopped back against David's chest with a whimper...\n\n\tAfter a few seconds of hazy lassitude, she cracked her eyes open. \"W-whoa...\" she said weakly. The most incredible thing was... she wanted more. Immediately. \n\n\tDavid laughed and nosed at her ears affectionately. \"Was that good?\" \n\n\t\"A-amazing...\" \n\n\tThe adult massaged her chest. \"I'd love to keep going,\" he said honestly. \"But I have to get back to work...\" \n\n\tAria felt profoundly disappointed. She really wanted more. She wanted to see David lose those damn clothes. And to, well, make use of the thing she could feel poking her in the back during that whole time. \n\n\tBut she didn't complain. She wasn't selfish. \n\n\tWhen David let her wrists free- which is to say he unlocked the D-rings- he rubbed her shoulders and upper arms down. \"Are you still up for more?\" he asked. \"I mean, in the Salon.\" \n\n\tThe girl looked at him warmly, if a little vaguely. \"Totally.\" She grinned. \"Will you be busy after work?\" \n\n\tDavid was caught right off guard by that. \"Oh- uh, probably not.\"\n\n\t\"We should finish this up then,\" Aria suggested, idly pressing against the grownup.\n\n\tDavid gulped. It looked like he had a fan.\n\n\tRobby was laughing freely now. Laughing hard. \n\n\tSarafina was almost absently using eight clawed finger-tips to scour the whole surface of his soles, and he couldn't stop a second of it. Even the undersides of his toes weren't safe, locked together as they were by that damn device.\n\n\tJulian was indeed going slow, but the protracted time spent under his ministrations had made Robby's dick quite sensitive, and it was a torture in itself as the little arctic boy indulged himself, playing with Rob's genitals as if they were an incredibly fascinating toy.\n\n\tIt was with considerable relief that the door was knocked firmly, and Sarafina paused for what Robby hoped would be a long respite. \"Yes?\" \n\n\tAt the door it was Kaden and Danny, who looked quite flushed. \"Got everything!\" Danny said, waving a large envelope. \n\n\tSarafina and Julian both looked disappointed. \"Aww, that was only about five minutes at most...\" Sarafina seemed to pout. \"Robby is very fun to tickle. He has a cute laugh.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon blushed violently. \n\n\tJulian sighed and briefly sucked on Robby's stiffy, seemingly wanting to do it at least for a second before having to stop. \n\n\tRobby was released and Sarafina collected their cuffs. \"I hope you come back soon, boys,\" Sarrie told them. \"Have fun tonight.\"\n\n\t\"Yup. See you soon, Sarrie!\" Danny bounded over and gave her a hug unbidden, waving goodbye to Julian. \n\n\tThe savannah nuzzled Robby before they left, asking him if he enjoyed himself. The raccoon admitted he did, before they left for the changing rooms. \n\n\tJulian waited a second, before approaching Sarafina and whispering something to her. She nodded slowly. \n\n\t\"Do what you need to do,\" she said quietly. \n\n\tJulian nodded, snatched up his shirt, and sprang after the older boys, leaving Kaden to look at Sarafina in confusion.\n\n\t\"Whoa,\" Robby said quietly when they exited the noisy den, \"that was crazy.\" He coughed a few times. \"My throat's sore, and I swear I still feel those claws...\"\n\n\t\"Yeah, she's really good. Did you really like it?\" Danny seemed genuinely curious. \"Would you really come back here one day to do it again?\" \n\n\tRobby paused, frowning. \"Yeah,\" he eventually replied as they reached the entrance to the change-rooms. \"Yeah, I think so. There's this weird feeling I get when she or the others make me do things. And it's fun.\"\n\n\t\"Excuse me!\" came a small voice behind them, and they could hear running foot falls approaching them, so they turned. \n\n\tIt was Julian, and he was carrying his green t-shirt in his paws. \"Wait a second!\" he asked, coming to rest right in front of them. \"I gotta give you something.\" \n\n\tDanny blinked in surprise. \"What is it?\" \n\n\tThe arctic unfurled his t-shirt, searching its inner seams for something. He eventually inverted it, and located what seemed to be a small pocket sewed into it. It was very small, almost looking like a patch that had come loose, but it could definitely function as a pocket. \n\n\tHe withdrew a small folded piece of paper, that looked like it was torn off a newspaper, and gave it to Robby, the closer of the two older boys. With that done, he sighed and stood, seemingly awaiting a response. \n\n\tThe raccoon, with his boyfriend looking over his shoulders, unfolded the paper. He frowned. \"D.W. T.Y.?\" He read, looking perplexed. \"And a happy face?\" \n\n\tDanny nodded. \"It's short for 'don't worry, thank you'...\" he paused. \"Is that... from Jeremy?\" \n\n\tJulian gestured in the affirmative, his expression neutral at this point. \"He couldn't fit all of it on the paper, so my bigger brother told him to write it like that. It's how he writes phone messages sometimes.\" \n\n\t\"Is Jeremy alright?\" Robby asked instantly. \n\n\tThe small cub looked anxious for a moment, then nodded very unsurely. \"I think so... our mom's been acting weird. We don't know what she's doing. Jeremy is with her a lot now.\" \n\n\t\"That can't be good...\" Danny pointed at the little patch-pocket. \"What's that for?\" \n\n\tJulian looked down at the curious flap of fabric. \"Oh, that's something my bigger brother thought of... he made a hole there and sewed a patch on it so we could use it as a pocket. He's really smart.\" \n\n\t\"Why?\" \n\n\t\"To sneak things to Jeremy.\" The cub averted his eyes. \"Like, food or notes. We got other things we use for it too. Mom checks pockets and bags.\" \n\n\tDanny gawked in disbelief. \"Fuck...\" He stared. \"You need to sneak him food? That little?\" \n\n\tJulian appeared uncomfortable, but nodded. \n\n\tRobby stepped in quickly. \"Tell him we're glad to hear he's alright,\" he said warmly. \"Thank you for the note.\"\n\n\tThe kit brightened up and smiled wanly. \"I'll tell him. He says he wishes he could be your friend. You're nice.\" \n\n\t\"He is our friend. We like him too.\"\n\n\tThe cub's smile became more genuine. \"I like you too. See you later, I hope!\" With that, he slipped his shirt on and headed back to the room.\n\n\tDanny was staring at him still, incredulity very obvious on his face. His ears had drooped as if their tendons had been slashed. He swore again. \"They have to sneak him food? His mom is a monster!\" he exclaimed, the very notion incomprehensible to him. He was a privileged kit, living in the suburbs with two well paid parents who loved him unconditionally in a large house. \n\n\tWith a sigh, Robby held the note in his paw tightly. \"Don't worry... of course we're worried.\" \n\n\t\"Why did he say that he's alright?\" demanded Danny. \"This is not alright!\"\n\n\tRobby shrugged. \"Technically, he didn't,\" he said maturely. \"He said 'don't worry'.\" \n\n\t\"I think we should worry anyway...\" \n\n\tJeremy sat in the dark hallway of his modest sized home, leaning on the wall, knees drawn up to his chest as he stared at the basement door. \n\n\tIt was a cold day, but only his mother's study down the hall had the heating on. His clothes did little to ward off the cold... an oversized white shirt and overly short nylon school-shorts were simply not enough, but none of his other clothes were washed. They rarely ever were. He only ever had enough clothing to cover the bare minimum, enough to go to school with and simply look poor and pathetic. But now she had no interest in cleaning his clothes at all, since school was out. \n\n\tHis shoes were somewhere unknown to him. He figured she'd hidden them, perhaps to discourage him from going outside. Or maybe he'd forgotten where he put them. It was so easy to forget a lot of things... \n\n\tEverything seemed hazy, glazed over by dark truths, haunted by realities he wished were not. It was surreal, just being at home, as if he wasn't alive here, or at least not awake. He didn't want to be here, to think clearly, so he wasn't and he didn't.\n\n\tOf course, it still hurt. He touched his jaw gingerly, and it still felt stiff and sore to move it. It was better than it could've been. It happened when she was cooking, with hot water and burning gas readily on hand, making him stand there with her. The empty metal pot was the lesser of the evils available. Almost tame.\n\n\tShe was in her study, obviously. He hadn't cried last night until she said what she was going to do; and now he can hear her in that room making good on her words. She usually did, after all. \n\n\tHer voice on the phone... it was a different creature. Or it seemed to be. It was just one form of the demon, the insanity that had possessed her and its deception. She spoke passionately, but not angrily; a big difference.\n\n\tEventually, she finished executing the first stage of her plan, and Jeremy heard her standing, approaching the door to the hallway. He didn't move, to do that would be idiotic in the extreme, tempting fate; instead he just sat there as the door opened and she stalked out the study. \n\n\tShe said something to him, but it was really unnecessary that he listen. Something about how now he'd see what comes of being such a cheeky cunt. Her paws, surprisingly strong and brutal, belying her outward appearance to some as a not very frightening or strong vixen, snared him by the back of the neck, dragging him to his unshod feet. \n\n\tHe winced, but kept his vocal complaints to the minimum. Sometimes that helped. \n\n\tThe basement door was opened, and he felt her shove him viciously towards the staircase. Thankfully it was carpeted, but he still tumbled painfully down to land on the concrete floor, the carpet there thin and barely offering any cushioning at all. \n\n\tHis ankle rolled, sudden agony causing him to cry aloud immediately; his head and neck throbbed from impact with the stairs. \n\n\tAs she shut the door to leave him down there in darkness, surrounded by dust-enveloped storage units and god knows how many insects that had made the damp basement their home, Jeremy dared to look at her through tear blurred eyes. She was smiling maliciously at him. \n\n\tShe was always smiling.\n\n\tWhen the large, yet so cramped, basement was plunged into darkness, he started to feel wetness on his forehead. He touched at it, but in the blackness he could see nothing on his fingers. It was blood, he was sure of that.\n\n\tHe gave in at last, the crying starting once again. He curled into a small ball on his side.\n\n\t\"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!\" he mumbled with his sore jaw, shaking his head repeatedly in the dark. \"It's my fault. It really is. I have to...\" \n\n\tShe'd even snapped off his crucifix. Tore the chain away from him and cast it away, loudly declaring what she thought of it. It made no sense now to pray. He was abandoned, surely. Even if he wasn't now, he would be soon.\n\n\tAs surreal as it all felt, as much of a dream it could sometimes appear, it was not, and things were happening. These things were happening, and it was very real.\n\n\tHis life was a recurring nightmare, but it was set to get worse.\n\n\tAria knocked on the door she'd been led to, curiosity on her face. Who was this that David had sent her to? Something different, he'd said, because Jenny was busy. After all, this time it was an actual session, not an introductory lesson. He didn't want her to have her first real session be too hard-core, he said. So he'd arranged for something... \n\n\tShe went to knock the door again, and it opened by itself. A female cat, of a type Aria was unfamiliar with, with large, pointed ears, opened it. \"Um, hi, I'm Aria,\" Aria said almost immediately, smiling a little. \n\n\tThe cat smiled right back, motioning for her to come in. \"Come on in, Aria,\" she said, her voiced tinged with an odd accent, sort of musical, maybe tropical. \"I'm Sarafina. You can call me Sara if you want.\" \n\n\tAria entered, and the door closed behind her. \n\n\t\"I'm sure David's told you this is a 'real' session,\" Sarafina was saying, \"but it's always going to be a bit of an introductory thing whenever you get a new interrogator. There's not that many of us, so it's not going to happen often.\" \n\n\t\"Oh,\" Aria replied, looking around the room. \"That's okay.\" \n\n\tIt looked like a simple enough room, really. Aria guessed correctly that some of the rooms, or dungeons, were uniform, and this one seemed to cover the basics. A wall dedicated to holding various toys; a St Andrew's Cross; a couch; and most of them seemed to have a fridge. Maybe keeping food on hand was a good idea. Actually, it probably was a good idea. \n\n\tIn short, nothing was clueing her in on what awaited her.\n\n\t\"I've read most of Jenny's notes, but I have to ask my own questions before we can get started.\" The cat sat on the couch and motioned Aria over. The girl approached and took a seat. This cat-lady seemed nice enough. What could she possibly do that'd make Aria surrender?\n\n\t\"Sure, fire away.\" Aria pulled her legs up onto the couch, sitting cross legged and facing the adult. \n\n\tSarafina grinned. \"Most importantly, are you ticklish?\"\n\n\tWith just that one question, Aria felt herself thrown off balance. \"Umm, I think so,\" she answered honestly. Was that what Sarafina did? \"My sister sometimes tickles me. I don't know.\" \n\n\tSara tapped her muzzle with a thoughtful finger. \"Trust me, it'll be worse when I do it.\" She paused. \"Actually, that was the only important question. Let's get started.\"\n\n\tAria meeped quietly. Tickle-torture?! \n\n\tSarafina motioned for her to stand up, and she obediently did so. \n\n\tShe was led to the cross, a simple bondage device but it was hard to complain about its effectiveness, even she knew that. \n\n\tIt was a comfortable looking object, an \"X\" made of firm wood and metal, with layer of cushioning where a body would be lying. It was on a sturdy base near the wall, and it looked adjustable, seemingly as if it could have a victim lying flat, held on the cross-shaped pedestal, or made to stand up, forced to remain spread-eagled. The limbs of the cross itself looked retractable too, able to be lengthened or shortened. That made sense, because Aria knew some of the customers here could be as small as Jeremy or as tall as the adults themselves. All in all though, that St. Andrew's Cross looked surprisingly expensive and complicated.\n\n\t\"Spread your arms and legs,\" ordered her. Aria did so, standing as if she was frozen in the middle of a star-jump. The cat stifled a laugh, which brought a grin to Aria's muzzle, and went about modifying the length of the cross's limbs and its height. She stood it up vertically initially, then moved it 15 degrees or so backwards. \"That should do it.\" \n\n\tAria swallowed. She looked down at her left ankle, where a small blue elastic strap had been attached. On the strap was her locker key, and a small blue plastic card. Her \"question.\" She knelt to read it again, to cement it in her mind.\n\n\t\"Good idea,\" Sara said, still double-checking the cross. \"It's a flow breaker, forgetting it.\" \n\n\tThe mouse frowned. The question was silly, but simple. Not a role-playing question, for sure, just something easy to remember and say. In fact, the answer was something ingrained in her mind. It was her birthday. So all she had to do was not say when her birthday was when she was asked. Simple. \n\n\t\"We always start with easy ones,\" Sarafina said, rounding on the girl again. \"But for now, it's basically a safe-word that I have to get you to say. Ready?\" \n\n\tWith a gulp, Aria stood and nodded.\n\n\tThe cat guided her backwards up to the cross, taking one limb at a time and using the cuffs already present on them to fasten them tight to the structure. It only took a few moments before her slender arms and legs were attached to the oversized \"X\", the cuffs attached firmly, the multiple D-rings on them all used to bind them. The mouse girl breathed deeply, the excitement of being bound and exposed already manifesting. \n\n\tSarafina clearly wasn't done, because then she began fiddling with the cross once again, and it fell backwards an additional thirty degrees, causing Aria to yelp in surprise. \"Sorry,\" the feline apologized, rubbing the mouse-kit's belly briefly. \"I should've warned you. I need to get at most of your nice little body, and that includes your paws down there.\" \n\n\t\"No biggie.\" \n\n\tSara nodded approvingly, and walked off to the equipment wall, where she had a small black bag laid. She picked something up out of it, but didn't come immediately back. Instead, she went over to the wall near the door and turned the lightning down to a warm, sleepy glow. \"There we go.\" \n\n\tWhen she returned, Aria couldn't make out what was in her paws, since she seemed to be deliberately keeping it behind her own body. \"Wh-what've you got there?\" she asked, some nervous laughter in her voice. \n\n\t\"Oh, just something Jenny told me you really got along well with.\" \n\n\tThose butterflies suddenly returned to Aria's stomach. No way. \n\n\tSarrie held the object up in front of Aria's face. It was... an object made of purple, soft plastic, consisting of a curved handle and that ended in a small egg shape. \n\n\tThe Egg of Doom. Of course.\n\n\tLaughing, Sarafina flicked it on for a second. \"I can see why you liked it,\" she said teasingly, lowering it to brush against Aria's lower tummy, between her fur-concealed navel and groin. \"A lot of kits do. It's designed well, and very powerful. Works well with cubs since the vibrating part is nice and small. It moves around so much more freely since it's just on a little handle.\" She laughed. \"One of the best vibrators I've ever seen, and I've seen a lot.\"\n\n\tAria whimpered. The thing was a horror. It should be classified as a weapon, not a sex-toy.\n\n\tSarrie shut it down, and showed Aria the other thing in her paws. A blindfold. \"I'm going to keep you blindfolded,\" she said. \"It makes it much worse if you can't see what's coming next, or have anything to look at to distract you.\" She leaned in, wrapping the thick, black cloth around the girl's eyes and tightening it behind her head, making sure to not catch much of her hair in it. That'd make it less secure. \n\n\tAble to see nothing but blackness, Aria closed her eyes and focused on her heavy breathing. \n\n\t\"Let's get started, hmm?\" she heard Sarafina say. A paw circled around her chest, a blunted claw teasing the flesh beneath the fur, and she shuddered. \"I believe you've got something to tell me, yes?\" \n\n\tThe mouse girl moaned briefly, but shook her head. \"Nuh-uh!\" \n\n\t\"Hrmm, let's see how you feel about that in a few minutes.\" Sarrie immediately placed both sets of claws under an arm, into the warm, thin fur there and wriggled them violently for a few seconds. \n\n\tAria squealed and tensed on the cross. When the paws were retracted, she gasped in shock. That was just a second or so... it felt like pure hell. She felt a sense of dread dawning on her; she was ticklish. She didn't know that really, didn't know what it entailed until just then, a few ticklish seconds of revelation.\n\n\tA paw lightly brushed at her nipple, causing her to instinctively push her gray-white furred chest forwards. \"Don't worry too much,\" Sarrie cooed soothingly. \"I'll make this a nice balance of torture and pleasure. But make no mistake, little mousey girl, you'll be getting a lot of both. Hopefully too much.\" \n\n\tAria's heart stopped briefly, and she tested her bonds wordlessly. Nope, no escape there. She'd have to give up, or take it. \n\n\t\"Oh no...\" she whispered. \n\n\t\"What's wrong, sweetie?\" Sara asked, still tweaking that nipple. \n\n\tAria laughed shakily. \"I-I think I'm really ticklish.\" \n\n\tSarrie chortled with glee, using her other paw to scamper those claws all over Aria's exposed side, up and down the prominent ribcage; the cub screeched and struggled uselessly. \"And you should be! Because I am a tickling specialist after all, and you wouldn't be getting your money's worth if you weren't. It's good to see a hot young mouse with nice taste.\" \n\n\tFlushing from the bursts of tickling and the compliment, Aria had nothing to say, but her worry was mounting. What the hell would this be like? Twenty or more minutes of this? What if Sarafina stopped going slow like this?! \n\n\tShe found herself almost wistfully thinking about a riding horse.\n\n\t\n\n\tThe bus driver, a middle aged weasel, took their money cheerfully and handed the two cubs their tickets. \n\n\t\"Thanks!\" Danny said. The bus was practically empty, but for a few senior citizens at the front, so Danny picked their seats. Right up the back. \n\n\tRobby thanked the driver too and followed Danny as he went right down the length of the vehicle, to seat himself at the back with the rumbling engine and long seat. \n\n\t\"So, how come you didn't ask your mom to drive us here?\" he asked, sitting right next to the fox.\n\n\tDanny made a face. \"Mom never drives me around. She doesn't like driving.\" \n\n\t\"Why not?\" Robby found that baffling. He'd have loved to be able to drive. Especially a racing car. \n\n\tAppearing a little embarrassed, Danny grinned. \"Uh, she keeps getting fined.\" He slipped the ticket into his pocket. \"She drives like a psycho.\" \n\n\t\"Oh.\" Robby chuckled. \n\n\t\"Nearly ran me over once. She aims for everyone.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon giggled. \"I can imagine her going to the mall. It's like, she drives through the arcades, smashes coffee shop tables and everyone's like 'Ahh! Oh God, mad vixen! Squish!\"' \n\n\tNodding vigorously, Danny started to join in. \"Uh-huh. Our car didn't used to be red, that was my old kindy.' \n\n\tThe bus driver just shook his head slowly. The cubs weren't being quiet up the back, and the sound of two young boys talking nonsense was carrying clearly over the sound of the engine. Some of the older passengers were looking a little irritated. But too bad for them, really.\n\n\t\"Hey, when we get home, I got a cool game to show you,\" Danny exclaimed. \"It's exactly like this. A racing game where you've got to run everyone over.\" \n\n\t\"Bet your mom has the highest top score!\" \n\n\tThe fox snickered and shrugged. \"I don't even play it right, I just go around running everyone down.\" He leaned forwards conspiratorially. \"We'll play that tonight if you want. After we're done with the other stuff!\" \n\n\tRobby flushed and smiled broadly. \"You always think about that sort of thing, don't you?\" \n\n\t\"With you? Yup.\" The fox's expression changed faintly, betraying some concern. \"Uh, you don't mind do you?\" \n\n\tImmediately, Robby shifted right next to him on the seat, hugging his shoulders. \"No.\" \n\n\tDanny seemed to melt into the hug, encircling Robby's stomach and back with his own arms and squeezing too. \"Good. You're my best friend, but that's not all.\"\n\n\tAfter a few moments of enjoying the embrace, Danny started to kick the back of the chair in front of them absently. It was empty, but nonetheless, Robby quickly wrapped his legs around Danny's kicking leg and held it fast. He was treated to a cheeky grin. \n\n\t\"Am I in twubble?\" the fox teased. \n\n\tRobby leaned closer to the perked ear nearest to him. \"You might be...\"\n\n\t\n\n\tAria wriggled pointlessly on the damned cross. She hadn't really been tickled yet; the cat had done little more than touch her body lightly here and there, ostensibly getting a feel for the young girl. Or feeling her up, however you wanted to describe it.\n\n\t\"Don't move anywhere,\" Sarrie said from somewhere over on her right side. \"I'm not even beginning yet.\" \n\n\tIn the silence that followed, a buzzing noise erupted, clearly audible anywhere in the room. Aria groaned in dismay. \"Oh, no, please!\" \n\n\tSarafina brushed the buzzing egg over the girl's chest, deliberately letting the tip of it drone against the bumps of her nipples. \"Then tell me when your birthday is.\" \n\n\t\"Ayck!\" Despite the intense power of the vibrator, Aria couldn't stop her instinct to push her chest up slightly, seeking yet more pressure. \"Nnh... no way!\" \n\n\tThe cat was delighted. Aria was getting right into this stuff. \"Hmm, do you like it when I do this?\" she asked, roaming the device over and around Aria's small chest buds. The vibration flowed into her ribs, traveling up her body and resulting in her teeth chattering. \n\n\t\"Y-yeah...\" \n\n\t\"Oh good. I think it's sad when I see girls who don't like their nips being toyed with. They're missing out on a lot of the fun.\" The egg moved down Aria's chest, to rest in her navel and the powerful vibration cascaded through her whole body. \"But I guess you can say that about anything.\" \n\n\tAria mewled softly, trying to suck her belly in, the sensation a bit weird, but of course Sarafina just pushed it in a little harder, chasing her navel. No escape, no cheating to be done here. Whatever Sarafina wanted to do to her, she couldn't stop by being clever.\n\n\tWith no warning, a paw attacked her underarm again, scrabbling around unwelcome in the warm pit of flesh. \"Aiieeeeeeee!\" Aria screeched, fighting to bring her arm crashing down on the invader, to protect her vulnerable spots, but it was secured to the cross, and not every ounce of her strength every second for the next week could break the leather cuff, the metal rings or the sturdy piece of furniture. \"Oh no, oh no, oh noo-yaaahahaeee!!\" \n\n\tThe paw didn't stay in the armpit. It eventually moved down to terrorize her ribcage's sides, then up again to cross over the bottom of her chest, and she wriggled futilely as though possessed, screaming out her laughter and shock. And then it moved backwards to return to the starting point.\n\n\t\"That tickles, does it?\" Sarafina asked urbanely, using one finger to wriggle unbearably around under that arm. \"How does this feel?\" \n\n\tThe egg stopped shuddering against her belly-button, leaving that concave surface to delve between Aria's spread legs. It was pressed cruelly up against the bottom of her labia. \n\n\t\"Waaah!\" Aria wailed, yanking all four limbs towards her body, foiled utterly by the cuffs. It was exactly as she'd remembered it before: too damn powerful, making her entire body tremble as it seemed to shake her touchy parts down there to pieces.\n\n\t\"Weren't you going to tell me when your birthday was?\" Sarafina ventured again, watching the mouse very carefully. \n\n\tWithout thinking, Aria felt her mouth form the words and her voice make them audible, but she didn't recall telling them to. \"N-no chance! Aie-yeep!\" she said as defiantly as possible.\n\n\tSarrie almost crowed with joy. What do you know? She'd landed herself a nice, fresh, super-ticklish brat. What luck! Well, not for Aria obviously. \n\n\t\"Aww,\" she cooed tauntingly. \"I think there's a chance. With little Aria here being such a little ticklish girly. Come on, laugh for me?\" \n\n\tAnd so her claws scampered immediately around the girl's body, scratching over and invading every nook and cranny of her slender, delicate form. Predictably, Aria didn't just laugh. She shrieked. \n\nBut she also whimpered and sobbed, a soft counterpoint, the egg of doom vibrating intensely between her legs, moving to buzz up against different, all sensitive, points as she flailed to avoid the tickling. The combination was incredible, and she felt so helpless, out of control. \n\nWhat seemed to be an eternity later, Sarafina stopped, even pulling back the humming Egg of Doom, to let Aria catch her breath. \n\nSome few moments of hoarse, desperate breathing being the only sound in the room later, Aria gasped when she felt a slick, wet plastic thing touch her vagina and push inwards. She was powerless to stop it pushing the muscular walls aside and progressing inexorably into her body. \n\n\"Sorry if the lube is a bit cold,\" Sarrie said indifferently. \"You've got worse things to worry about though.\" \n\n\tThe object was left there, and from its feel, Aria was sure it was the Egg, only not turned on yet. \n\n\tA small, prickly object scratched up the inside of her left foot-paw and she yelped instantly. \"Oh shi-!\" she breathed, curling her toes. \"What was-?!\" \n\n\t\"A fingertip, dear girl,\" replied the cat. The sounds of delighted grownup laughter filled the room. \"Ooh, you're really, really touchy down here, are you?\" Several more claws prickled and tickled the paw, and Aria responded with a keening squeal, trying to pull it up or away, but with no luck. \"You are!\" \n\n\tWhimpering loudly, all Aria could do is wriggle her toes and try to flex the appendage away from the fingers. \"Oh crap!\" \n\n\tThe sounds of a chair being drawn up were suddenly obvious, and she was sure Sarrie was seating herself right at her paws. \"But we have to keep you from wriggling those cute little toes around. Little ticklish squealers don't get to come in here and defend their paws like that.\"\n\n\tWhat the hell did that mean?!\n\n\tShe felt something being wrapped around her toes on one paw, both the little one and her big-toe. It felt like soft wool or something, being tied to them.\n\n\tSarafina laughed, securing the ties to the little digits. It was thick, strong wool, something she carried about quite often - despite having absolutely no interest in knitting. She left long strands of the wool hanging, while she continued to wrap more of it around the other paw's two most important toes.\n\n\tJust the light brushing and contact with her paws were making the mouse girl squeak and twitch uncontrollably.\n\n\tFinally, the strands of wool were tightly pulled up and attached to the rings on the ankle cuffs. Her toe-strength was obviously utterly unable to prevent it, so Aria could only whimper as she realized what was going on: Sarafina was tying her toes back! \"Oh shit!\" she cried, finally proving to Sarafina that indeed she knew the word.\n\n\t\"Tsk,\" the Savannah laughed, making sure the wool was secure, but not likely to slip any tighter around the little toes. Thick wool like this was good for that, she found, though even it could tighten to be as constricting and painful as any plastic-twine. \"Where did you learn to swear like that?\"\n\n\tAt first Aria didn't reply, testing her newest bindings. That was fast becoming a habit. As with the last few times she'd done it, there was no give. She could twist her paws slightly, but no flexing of the toes or pulling her paws down to protect their vulnerable underside. \"Um, my sister and at school.\" \n\n\tSarrie didn't really care about swearing. Many of the cubs at the salon swore like pirates, especially when she got a hold of them. But it was a great little angle to work from. \"Oh dear.\" She ran a single claw-tip up the length of Aria's paw, and the cub screamed in response. \"Swearing is punishable by extra-nasty tickling.\" \n\n\t\"Whaddaya call everything so far?!\" squealed Aria, actually feeling a little scared. \n\n\t\"Warming up, of course.\" Sarrie observed the dainty mouse-paw almost hungrily. It was a lovely specimen to wreak torment on. \"Remember you can give up at any point. I might even stop to let you catch your breath so you can give up.\"\n\n\tAria swallowed, shaking her head. She wasn't going to give up easily, she promised herself. \n\n\t\"Oh, I forgot.\" Suddenly, the object occupying her vagina burst into life, buzzing loudly. \"It should be able to sit in there by itself, especially if you're helping it.\" \n\n\t\"Nyaah!\" Aria ground her teeth and thrashed about on the padded cross as much as she could. \n\n\tSarafina idly placed both paws on one of Aria's feet, using her thumbs to tickle the luscious pads. \"And to think it's just on medium. Oh come on, it's not that bad.\" \n\n\tThe mouse gasped and tried to hold still. That's right, it wasn't too bad. It was a very strong vibrator, but just a vibrator nonetheless. It felt nice, if a little overwhelming. She could take it, and like it. So she tried to hold still, to accept the sensations...\n\n\tThen she felt a terrible pair of claws circle around in her paws' arches, and she screeched once again, incapable of more than cursing as they skated over her sensitive skin. \"Waaaaah-ahaha! Oh, fuck!\"\n\n\t\"So, when's your birthday, Aria?\" \n\n\t\"Nooo-aaagh!\" \n\n\tSarrie chuckled herself, slipping a claw in between Aria's big and second toe, teasing the flesh there that rarely felt anything at all. \"Too bad. I guess I'll have to try harder.\" In truth, she knew she was going to be taking her sweet time with this one. After all, it'd be unfair if she made Aria capitulate before her buzzing buddy could do its job. \n\n\tSo she started to work more on that single paw, using more of her own claws and targeting all the wonderful sweet spots, as Aria twitched and giggled on the cross. It wasn't possible anymore for her to wriggle her toes, and Sarrie was grasping her small heel firmly, so she couldn't even lessen the experience one little bit! \n\n\t\"Oh, please, nooo!\" she wailed in between her laughter, pulling against the bonds in futility. It was bad before, but with all the focus being directed to a single twitchy paw, it was worming through her determination, driving her to distraction. \n\n\t\"You can stop it whenever you want,\" Sarafina reminded her gently. \"If you're too much of a tickly, wickly lickle girly, then just tell me your birthday.\" \n\n\tThe mouse girl looked distressed, writhing some more on the cross. She was vaguely aware of how horny she was, but the tickling was surprisingly intense for 'mere' paw scratching. She knew she was going to cum, for the second time today, but that was if she didn't go nuts first.\n\n\tThankfully, a few claws left her paw, and the vibrating egg was pushed further into her body... then withdrawn, then pushed back in. Its shuddering sending warm pulses of pleasure throughout her special regions, and she felt herself being nudged closer, and closer, as Sarrie decided to help out, easing up slightly on the distracting tickles, that sensation bleeding into the buzzing in her groin.\n\n\tA few moments of giggling, whining and moaning later... Sarafina paused, switching off the Egg of Doom. Instantly, Aria groaned her displeasure. \n\n\t\"Sorry,\" Sarrie said, sounding anything but. In fact, she sounded incredibly happy. \"I like to take my time, little girl.\" She stood, lighting stroking the girl's nips tenderly. \"It's not worth it if they're not begging for it. I never intended to go quickly.\"\n\n\tAria gave an anxious moan. \"Wh-what are you gonna do now?\" she demanded, shivering as the intruder between her legs was pulled slowly out. Both the vibrations and the skittering claws had left residual sensation, a ghostly feeling on her paws and throughout her privates. When Jenny had her on that horse, and the water was actually causing her pain, Aria was close to tears. Yet now, she honestly had to wonder what was worse. Though that was probably a matter of 'that was then, this is now.' \n\n\tSarafina rubbed her tummy, absently noting the girl was quite fit. Her muscles could be felt easily beneath her thin layer of fur, and she was as healthy in that regard as plenty of boys that age. \"Relax,\" she said in her strange accent that Aria still couldn't place. \"If you can. I promise to make this nice and unbearable for you. This is your first time with sort of play, after all. Are you ok?\" \n\n\tAria giggled nervously, her eyes closed behind the thick blindfold. \"I-I'm alright!\" she said, nodding. \n\n\t\"Oh good.\" Sarafina paused and raised a claw thoughtfully to her muzzle. \"You know, I hope you hold out once I get started. You're definitely a lot of fun to be doing this stuff to, and we haven't even begun.\" \n\n\tThe mouse girl's heart took a brief vacation from beating. \"Y-you... haven't started yet?\" she panted incredulously. \"Are you serious?\"\n\n\t\"Dear God, no.\" Sarafina warmly rubbed at the blind-folded cub's ears. \"We're just getting to know one another. This job is too much fun to rush.\"\n\n\t\n\n\tDavid sat at his desk, nursing a small coffee. It was still early in the day, really, and by god was his office cold. The heater broke only a few days ago, but he wasn't going to go occupy one of the rooms, or worse still, the den, to do his paperwork. He probably could go into the den, now that many of the cubs on this slow, freezing day had gotten started on whatever they'd come here to do, but there'd still be some few out there, watched over by those few interrogators still on their break. Trying to fill in tax forms surrounded by cubs was not easy.\n\n\tHe was at risk of being bored enough as it was to stuff the whole lot in a drawer to never see it all again.\n\n\tIt was an odd day, really. Julian and Jason were here, but the third \"J\" was conspicuously absent. Aria was basically hitting on him, and he wasn't too sure he minded. The mouse was actually fun, humorous and quite cute. \n\n\tHe suddenly snickered to himself. Sarafina would probably be making her scream by now. Surely they were both having a lot of fun.\n\n\tSuddenly, he felt guilty. There was a young fox pup out there that needed help, and all he could do for him now was sit tight and hope his mother only figuratively beat him to death as he sat in his office mourning the necessity to labor over paperwork.\n\n\tHad his subtle war of words with the frosty-eyed vixen made things worse? Or maybe, just maybe, knowing that someone was onto her game had made the psycho back down a little. It could easily be either way. It's not like she thought like a normal fur.\n\n\tHer run wouldn't last forever. David knew that. Eventually, Jeremy would grow up, and probably get his revenge in some way. She could tear him down inside as much as she wanted, but what she did was just too extreme... once the kits reached a certain age, someone would blow the whistle.\n\n\tOf course, if she took steps to prevent that, he'd rip her face off. \n\n\tDavid shook his head firmly. \"Quit that,\" he snapped at himself irritably. He had work to do, and he had to do it soon.\n\n\tAfter a few moments of pen scratching later, he found himself drifting again. \n\n\tWas Aria really going to look him up later today? And would he have the heart to refuse her if she did?!\n\n\t\"Oh crap...\"\n\n\tThey jumped off the bus, literally, and hit the sidewalk with a crunch of grit beneath sneakers. \n\n\t\"Thanks!\" Danny piped at the driver, who gave them a two-finger salute before driving off. \n\n\tRobby waved too, biting his lower lip gently. \n\n\tHis friend eyed him quickly. \"You're still embarrassed?\" he said, amused. \n\n\tThe raccoon's ears drooped and he shot Danny a glance. Dan was able to read him like a book at times, but that was just as much his fault as his friend's. \"No,\" he lied badly. \n\n\tAs they were preparing to get off the bus, Robby was telling the other kit off for his habitual chair-kicking, when the fox had brought him up short with a firm kiss, right at the front of the bus, in full view of about twenty adults.\n\n\t\"Psshh.\" Danny's strange, anxious expression came back. \"If you want me to stop, I will.\"\n\n\t\"It's okay, really. I just have to get used to it again, is all.\" Robby grinned and started to walk. \"C'mon!\" \n\n\tIt was easy to dismiss Danny as an air-headed, hyperactive horn-dog, but the fox was actually very solicitous and aware of the feelings of those around him. Though this was a weird situation; it's not like they didn't hug or kiss at school, but it felt odd to do it so casually in the outside world. It wasn't unpleasant exactly... just awkward for some unknown reason. \n\n\tDanny could tell how he felt, and he recognized this was uncertain ground. In fact, he seemed needlessly worried... hadn't that minute alone in his room told him not to be?\n\n\t\"So, what is it you got from Kaden?\" asked Robby, stuffing his paws into his hoodie's pouch once more. It was far too cold to leave them exposed without any gloves.\n\n\tThe fox grinned hugely. \"I can't tell you.\" \n\n\t\"What? Aren't you gonna give it to me?\" \n\n\t\"I haven't decided when.\"\n\n\tRobby sighed. \"Fine.\"\n\n\t\"You won't need it tonight.\" \n\n\tThat made no sense. \"Huh?\"\n\n\t\"Oh, you'll see... you'll see. By the way, we're going the wrong way.\" Danny blinked and looked around. \"We should've turned left back there.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon made a surprised sound and stopped dead. \"Agh! What're you doing, letting me lead?\"\n\n\t\"I forgot you were a dork.\" \n\n\t\"If it wasn't this cold, I'd so chase you.\" \n\n\tDanny shuddered. \"I wanna get inside... the heating will be on.\" \n\n\t\"How far away are we?\" Robby asked. The air was getting dry, and the sky hazy; wouldn't be long before snowfall hit.\n\n\t\"Um, about ten minutes.\" The fox groaned dramatically. \"We're gonna get snowed on. It never snows here!\" \n\n\t\"That's not a bad thing. We'll get to snuggle at your place. Or play in your yard or something.\" \n\n\tDanny nodded, frowning. \"Sure, that's all good. But mom'll go nuts if we soak the carpets when we go inside. Like, one drop.\" \n\n\t\"Strip on the way in and go sit in front of a heater?\" \n\n\tThe fox chuckled. \"Good idea. Just watch out, mom's teeth are sharp and she loves that carpet in the den.\"\n\n\tThey padded on, as tiny flakes started to descend from the sky. It started off gentle, but soon the winds picked up, and the size and weight of the snow increased steadily. It was promising to be a freezing, snowy day!\n\n\t\"Oh, hey, tell me more about that Kaden guy!\" Robby suggested, trudging on. The cold was nipping at him through his thick clothes and fur, and talking was distracting from that. \n\n\t\"Kaden?\" Dan pulled his hood up. \"He was the first interrogator I got.\" \n\n\t\"You're friends, right?\" \n\n\t\"Uh-huh. We got each other's cell numbers, and I see him outside the salon a lot. He was just on vacation for two weeks.\"\n\n\tIt was Robby's turn to grin now. \"So, what do you do when you see him outside the salon?\" \n\n\t\"Same kinda stuff we do inside the salon,\" admitted Danny. \"Oh, not all the time. We play games and stuff too. I've met his friends and gone out with them; pool and stuff.\" \n\n\t\"So... have you slept with him?\" Robby probed boldly. He was curious about many things. There was a world his mother had shielded him from, and he was unsure of the proprieties and common activities of that world. He also was a little jealous... it was clear that Kaden had something going on with Dan, and that made him feel odd, even though he knew that it shouldn't really. \n\n\tScanning the skies briefly, Danny nodded. \"Of course.\"\n\n\tThe raccoon frowned, his face hidden by his hood. \n\n\tThey walked on for a few more minutes, with Danny humming a light melody he probably made up as he went along. \"Okay,\" he said eventually. \"Nearly home!\" \n\n\tRobby reached out and batted at a tiny snowflake. It melted instantly on contact with his warm paw. \"Just in time!\"\n\n\tThis time around, Robby wasn't as nervous. He found as he walked up the driveway behind Danny that he could appreciate the well kept garden, for example. That was definitely an improvement; he didn't want to be distracted by silly nerves tonight. \n\n\tIt really was a darn nice house.\n\n\tDanny fumbled about for his keys and opened the door, motioning for Robby to get inside quickly. When they both had, he shut the door firmly and locked it. They hadn't got themselves covered in snow, so they were minimal threat to the carpets. \"Shoes please!\" Danny requested chirpily, kicking his own sneakers off and pointing at the space behind the door with a socked paw. \"Carpets, you know.\"\n\n\tAmanda, the fox's mother, was still in the kitchen with a television somewhere in there to keep her company. Danny yelled a greeting at the base of the stairs before clambering to the top.\n\n\t\"You're gonna love dinner,\" he said earnestly to his closest friend. \"Mom makes great curry.\"\n\n\tRobby grinned suddenly. That was right! He was staying for dinner! For longer than that, in fact! \"Cool!\"\n\n\t\"Maybe not,\" Danny retorted instantly. \"It's a curry.\" He laughed impishly. \"Mom went overseas for a few weeks last year. When she came back she was, like, obsessed with curries! She's got about ten different kinds she can make now.\" \n\n\tThe fox took his friend's paw without even seeming to think about it. \"Come on!\" \n\n\tRobby let himself be led to the upstairs bedroom again. This time, when the door was opened and he was yanked inside by Danny, he was able to look around and take it all in. \n\n\tIt was big. Bigger than his room, and his own room was pretty large, he thought. The white fluffy carpet was up here too, and the large French windows were blocked by light blue curtains and Venetians. The walls weren't wallpapered, but had been painted a creamy white and decorated with a handful of pictures and posters. Unsurprisingly a few of the pictures and posters were a little racy, but there was plenty of 'regular' boy-stuff too - to Robby's way of thinking. \n\n\tMost impressive were the bookcase, the bed and the desk. The bookcase was a large, varnished teak object crammed with a great many books, models and magazines. The desk housed a clearly powerful computer, a printer and a luscious potted plant. Finally, the wooden-framed bed had covers on it appropriate to any normal boy's bed, but they would've certainly been a different size - since the bed was a double. \n\n\tNow it was certainly not unheard of, far from it, but to Robby it was. He blinked in surprise when he finally noticed the size of the bed he'd already been on today. The idea of a bed larger than a single in his room was alien.\n\n\t\"Toys are under there,\" Danny said, indicating under his bed. \"The other type of toys are in my closet!\" \n\n\tHe showed Robby around, explaining things that didn't really need explaining, before he bit his lip gently and fell silent. \n\n\t\"Yeah?\" prompted Rob, sensing instantly that he wanted to speak. \n\n\t\"Um, okay.\" The fox grinned, but it was a shy grin. \"I have things I want us to do tonight,\" he said slowly, watching the raccoon carefully. \"I got uhh, a sort of plan. But I need to know what you're up for.\"\n\n\tRobby couldn't help but snicker. He of all furs had actually anticipated this conversation. \"Alright.\"\n\n\t\"Uh, I don't know, umm... since you don't really get to do anything... you know what I mean? I don't want you getting upset like before.\" \n\n\t\"What's the plan, mister fox?\"\n\n\t\"First of all, I got some awesome stuff to show you on my computer!\" The fox kit stood and walked to his desk. \"Then, uhh... well, mom wants to play with us.\" \n\n\tRobby blinked. \"Play?\"\n\n\t\"Not if you don't wanna!\" \n\n\tThe raccoon frowned for a moment. \"What kind of play?\" he asked slowly. \n\n\tNow that he thought about it, it wasn't as weird as he always thought it was, but involving parents wasn't something he'd ever really considered as normal. Then again, how would he ever know?! The idea of asking his mom would be so laughable that he'd probably never consider it.\n\n\t\"Mom likes bondage and stuff too,\" explained Dan, again with the concerned expression. \"It won't be anything too weird. We'll work out what we're gonna do before you get tied up, alright?\" He paused. \"She's much better at it than I am, and I wanna see you... you know, right?\" \n\n\t\"It's cool, I don't mind,\" Robby confessed. \"It sounds fun.\"\n\n\t\"It is, I promise. After that, we can eat, play for a bit longer and then, at bed time...\" The fox's features broke into a huge grin as he sat on the computer chair. \"You know.\" \n\n\tRobby looked at him with wide eyed innocence. \"No, what?\"\n\n\t\"You'll pay for that!\"\n\n\tDan's computer was indeed a beast. He spent a few minutes showing his closest friend funny videos, pictures, and so forth, before launching a game with graphics so believable it was hard to discern between the shoot 'em up and the videos played beforehand. \n\n\tImpressed, Robby leaned on Dan's shoulders. \"Wow, nice!\" he admired. \"The game, I mean.\" \n\n\t\"Of course you do!\" giggled the fox. \"Wait 'til you see the cinematics. Remember that movie last year? The one done with all computer graphics?\" \n\n\t\"Yeah, mom and I went to see it. Parallaxis or something?\" \n\n\t\"Uh-huh. It looks that good!\" \n\nThere was a pause. \"... I can believe it.\"\n\n\"Want to play?\" \n\n\"I don't know how to play.\"\n\n\"It's alright, I'll teach you.\" Danny hauled himself out of the comfy leather chair and seated Robby in it. Just as the raccoon turned to look at the screen, Dan leaned forward and nosed him on the cheek. \"I'll teach you a lot of stuff today...\"\n\n\tSarrie was humming to herself as she looked through her black tote bag. \"Alright,\" she said cheerily, straightening up and walking back to the hydraulic cross; and the spread-eagled mouse girl on it. \"Shall we get started?\"\n\n\tStill blind, Aria let loose a sound somewhere between a titter and a whimper. \"I guess so.\" \n\n\tSarafina laughed delightedly and laid a paw on Aria's chest. \"I can feel your heart going crazy in there,\" she pointed out. \"If you think it was bad before, you're in serious trouble now.\" Idly, she rubbed the chest, and Aria moaned in reply. \"Just a reminder- and a warning- since it's your first time. You can give up whenever. I'll even ask you from time to time. But from here on, I'm going to drive you crazy.\" She paused artfully. \"But it'll be fun!\"\n\n\tIt was so absurd that Aria even had the grace to laugh. \n\n\tBut after that, Sarafina made no more speech. In fact, she was almost silent in every way; her movements were almost impossible to pick up, and Aria's suddenly heavy breathing made it much worse as the savannah cat moved with ghost-like silence. \n\n\tA paw lightly grazed her mons pubis, the raised area above her labia, and it sent a tingle through her lower body. \"Ooh!\" \n\n\tThen the paw traced down from there, directly to the little mouse girl's vagina. It rubbed around there firmly, and Aria moaned dreamily once more. There was still quite a bit of lubricant there, and the paw felt like heaven. \n\n\tWhen it moved up to firmly seek out the clitoris however, she tensed. \"Oh shit!\" she breathed shrilly as two fingers started to vigorously stimulate the fleshy node, the sensation very strong thanks to the picked up lubricant. \"Ngghnn!\" \n\n\tIt stopped soon, however, and Aria breathed a sigh of relief. Sure, she was always up for some pleasure, but concentrating on sensitive spots like that was a little hard to bear for a long time. It was a good thing she was tied down, because she might have liked it but could never sit STILL otherwise.\n\n\tWithout any warning, a plastic object pressed right up against her puffy clitoris, and she was certain she felt Sarafina use some kind of tape to hold in position! With a gasp of surprise, Aria recognized it almost instantly: it was a clit-tickler exactly the same as the one David had inflicted on her, and Sarrie had taped it very firmly where it belonged. \n\n\tWhen it was activated, it buzzed spiritedly, its rounded protrusion, flush against the little nub, made her grit her teeth and squirm. \"Aah!\" she squeaked.\n\n\tThe egg-of-doom was by far worse, but this was pretty nasty too. It switched itself off after a mere few seconds, then burst back into vibrating life in another few. Probably the worst thing about it, Aria realized, was that it was clearly not intended to help her climax at all... just to keep her on edge. \n\n\tCruel!\n\n\tA few claws lightly positioned themselves in her very armpits. Light enough to not make her scream, but she did squirm and whimper. \n\n\tSarafina's voice was in her ear the next second. It was whispered, and a little darker sounding than before. \"The egg can be for later if you're a good girl and let me play with you for a nice, long time,\" she said, and the tone sent chills down Aria's entire body. \"But for now you can focus on your torture. Your little butterfly friend down there should keep you turned on nicely. That's if you can feel it over what I'll be doing to you...\" \n\n\tAria felt her heart freeze for a second. Was she even capable of taking this?! She felt small and very vulnerable all of a sudden; she realized almost immediately that what Sarafina was about to do to her would probably be the closest to real torture she'd ever experienced and, yes, the cat was indeed a torturer.\n\n\tShe was beginning to regret underestimating tickling. Maybe she should quit while she was still sane?\n\n\tThe idea lingered for a few seconds before she kicked it out of her mind. Her mother had told her to never give up if she could, and that had become her motto. Not only that, but was she going to let, not only the extremely masochistic Jeremy, but the other two boys, Danny and Robby, prove themselves better than her?! Surely they wouldn't chicken out in this situation! To hell with that!\n\n\tJust as she made her decision, Sarafina struck. Her claws suddenly began to move, firmly drawing themselves over and around Aria's torso. Slowly at first, they started to circle around her armpits. \n\n\t\"Wayhaaahaa!\" Aria 'replied', instinctively yanking on her bindings once again. Once again it proved fruitless. \n\n\tThe claws scampered down from the underarms, over the sides of her ribs and her lean stomach, her screaming and laughing increasing in volume and desperation as the torment continued. \n\n\tIt was uncanny. Sarafina could've moved those clawed fingers of hers much faster or more erratically, but the steady, moderate pace made it all the more impossible to bear. She started to torment Aria's side; the muscular edges of her stomach and beneath her slender, floating ribs. \n\n\t\"Noooo! Aaaghahahaaaeee!\" \n\n\tIt continued. It was unbelievable. Every inch of her torso's front and sides were tickled, and she couldn't tell which bit was worse. Sarafina changed the tempo and technique from time to time, but it was all tickling. Aria's world became nothing but the horrible sensation of having her little body stretched out so vulnerably and tickled ruthlessly. \n\n\tThe clitoral tickler buzzed away, taking short breaks every now and then, but she could vaguely feel it on the edge of her awareness. It was doing its job alright; it felt wonderful and was keeping her horny, though she could scarcely recognize this over the torment Sarrie's claws were inflicting. \n\n\tShe didn't know how long it took for Sarrie to pause, though it could've only been five minutes at the absolute most. She would've died if it was any more than that, she was certain. The claws slowed and stopped, and she gasped desperately for breath. Underneath the laughter and hoarse breathing, she was whimpering pitiably.\n\n\t\"Are you alright?\" Sarafina asked gently, carefully stroking the kit's leg. \"Do you want to tell me when your birthday is? That's how you can stop this.\" \n\n\tThe mouse kit shook her head, and Sarrie actually found herself surprised. Aria was horridly ticklish, and she sounded like she was going to howl her pretty head off just a minute before, but she wanted to continue?! \n\n\t\"Very well, my little tickle-slave!\" she chirped, however. \"I'm glad you stopped by this cold, wintry day!\"\n\n\tThere was movement at the bottom of her cross, and Aria realized quickly what was coming. The intense torso tickling might be ending, but Sarafina wanted to switch to her paws now.\n\n\tIn a way, she had to approve of that. \n\n\tWhen Sarrie started, it wasn't as bad as it was before. She would focus on one paw at a time, holding the mouse's big toe back while scratching and titillating the foot gently. \n\n\tExhausted though she was, the paw tickling soon started the mouse girl back to laughing and giggling despite her best efforts! This time, she could feel the little buzzing invader at her crotch clearly, and her laughter was tinged with moans of delight. \n\n\tSarrie tickled her heel, remarking quietly on how much she liked the little mouse's feet, and then moved on to her instep. Aria squealed and screeched, trying to pull her paw away, but it wasn't going to happen. \n\n\t\"Aww, cute!\" Sarrie mocked, sticking a claw between Aria's toes to torment the ultra-sensitive flesh there. \"Keep struggling like that! I love it when ticklish kits try that. It won't get you anywhere, but I like it.\" \n\n\tThe next paw was soon attacked, and Aria couldn't even make herself stop laughing when she held her breath. It was so insidious, so subtle... the paw tickling ate away at her resolve and felt in its own way quite pleasant, not quite like the concentrated torture on her upper body, but it was getting worse, and worse... \n\n\tAria swore, trying to flex her ankles this way then that, but to naturally no avail. \n\n\tWhen Sarafina did stop, leaving the mouse confused and concerned in her blindfolded state, it was merely to pick something up...\n\n\tWithin seconds, a light, ghostly thing brushed over Aria's heel, and she screeched instantly, her ears flattening to her skull. \"What was-?!\" Sarrie didn't respond, and soon the other paw felt it sweep up from the bottom of the heel all the way to the top. \"Oh craaap!\" mewled Aria. She tried to move her tail, to lash it out at whatever it was that was teasing her paws, when she remembered Sarafina had secured it to the cross too. \"Noo! Hahaheeheeh!\" \n\n\tIt was a feather! Was this for real?! \n\n\tIt slipped between and under toes, drilled into the sensitive flesh beneath the balls of her feet... \n\n\tEventually the contacts started to last longer, swiping over the paws and targeting areas of extreme sensitivity, areas that Sarafina knew intimately, and soon Aria was laughing almost as hard as before, unable to stop the flow. \n\n\t\"Ohh-ahahhaa- gaawwdd!\" Aria bawled, tears forming in her eyes. \"Why- ahaaaahaheheeee!- a featheeer!?\"\n\n\t\"What else?\" asked Sarafina. \"Can you get any more traditional?\" \n\n\tAria wailed and squirmed for a little longer before Sarrie burst out laughing and relented once more. \n\n\t\"Ah... ahh...!\" The mouse girl could almost still feel the feather skittering over her paws. \"God that's horrible!\" \n\n\tSarafina patted her head and drew the paw down the entire lithe body to Aria's groin. She removed the little buzzing butterfly. \"Alright,\" she said crisply. \"Time for a better position. I don't have access to your back and it's still too hard to get at those little paws. This isn't good enough.\" \n\n\tHow could things get any worse?\n\n\tAria wasn't sure if she should've been relieved or not when Sarafina undid the locks and hooks, and helped the blind girl to her tingly foot-paws. At no point did Sarafina not control some part of the little mouse's body, and that sent a thrill right through Aria; she was totally under Sarrie's power. If she tried to run or fight, especially while blind, the cat would subdue her in seconds. \n\n\tIt felt kind of awesome. \n\n\tShe was helped up onto what felt like a small cushioned table and positioned with her paws just hanging over the edge. Some clinking, slender chains were attached to her wrist cuffs. \n\n\t\"Wh-what are you gonna do now?\" she demanded. Rather than a response, the chains were suddenly pulled upwards. Her wrists naturally followed, and she was yanked into a high kneeling position on both knees, legs only slightly apart. Now her torso was even more exposed than before.\n\n\tHer ankle cuffs were secured down onto the table edge, and that made her gulp. \"Oh shit...\" she whimpered. Her paws were fixed firmly to the table, with only the toes over the edge. It only got more worrisome when Sarrie evidently decided the chain through the D-rings weren't enough, and she used rope to secure the lower legs and ankles tighter down to the table. \n\n\tAria gave her paws an experimental wriggle, but already her position wasn't allowing much movement.\n\n\tSarafina moved with such purpose that, even though Aria was unable to see even a single sliver of light, it was rather intimidating. The cat knew exactly how to do whatever she needed to do.\n\n\tHer toes felt something loop over them and pull down, probably getting attached to something on the side or underside of the table. Once again, Sarafina was applying toe-bondage. A funny sounding concept until you were in this type of situation. \n\n\t\"Excellent!\" Sarafina said, evidently satisfied. \"It's nothing complicated, but it works nicely.\"\n\n\tAria tugged downwards with her arms, but they didn't move. Evidently the metal chains through her cuffs had been snapped onto something on the roof. They weren't totally taut however, and as she squirmed, Sarafina made a disgruntled noise. \n\n\t\"Drat,\" she muttered. \"Not tight enough up there. You can almost sit on your heels, and that could get in the way. I know.\" \n\n\tAria whimpered. \"What now?\" she pleaded in a quiet voice. \n\n\tAnother thin chain was looped through the front D-ring on her collar, and with almost no warning, she was yanked forwards and down with it. Sarafina attached it to the front side of the table. \n\n\tNow the mouse girl was leaning forwards, and her arms were trapped above her head.\n\n\tA wet plastic object pressed against her vagina once again, and she inhaled sharply. \"Oh, no, no, no!\" she begged, but it kept pushing upwards until it slipped tidily inside of her. \n\n\t\"So, Aria, your birthday? When is it?\" Sarafina grinned and placed a finger on the Egg's on switch. \n\n\t\"N-nooo!\" \n\n\t\"Good answer.\" Sarafina flicked the switch, and, ignoring the girl's sudden shriek, position the powerful vibrator in such a way that it sat neatly in the wet, warm little opening without her having to hold it. \n\n\tCracking her knuckles, Sarafina placed her paws on the mouse girl's trembling little torso. This time, she went to town on the slender body; everything was available to her now. \n\n\tAria wailed and squirmed and laughed so hard her breathing almost stopped. She could feel the feline's blunt claws assaulting her armpits, sides, belly, chest, thighs...! Nowhere was safe! \n\n\tSo far, the only bit of her that hadn't been tickled since this new position was her paws. \n\n\tYet as before, Sarafina was in no rush. The savannah felt her own heart-rate shoot right up, and a wave of arousal coursed through her adult body. Aria's giggle was high pitched and airy, and almost by itself it made Sarafina feel light headed.\n\n\tBut the girl's body was so responsive and sensitive. Every nook and cranny was ticklish, and Sarrie made sure to visit each of those nooks and crannies. The cub's warm skin, smooth fur and muscles she could clearly feel under her paws. It was as if her very body was inviting her to tickle it rotten.\n\n\tWhat a day. Sarrie had got her paws on some of her favorite victims, and at least met most of the others.\n\n\t\"Oh gaaaaaawd!\" Aria keened again. Tears were in her eyes once more and her breathing was becoming ragged and harsh. This was getting unbearable. She had to stop it somehow... despite her desire to prove herself, despite the tingling in her groin that meshed with the intense vibrations, she knew she was going to break if this kept up. Had to stop it...!\n\n\tHowever, Sarafina did it for her. The cat halted abruptly. \n\n\t\"Are you alright?\" she asked, truly sounding concerned.\n\n\tThe mouse kit slumped and gasped, very much grateful for the chance to catch her breath. Her energy reserves had pitched very low... the continual laughing and involuntary struggling was wearing her out, and Aria knew she could normally run a mile without getting exhausted.\n\n\tThe vibrator was still buzzing away in her crotch, and her legs were trembling from it even as they'd done the first time they'd 'met.'\n\n\t\"Sorry,\" Sarafina chortled, warmly rubbing the girl's chest. \"I sort of forgot you were a total newbie. You're almost too tough to be one. Do you want to fold now?\" \n\n\tAria gulped in another lungful of air. \"No... I'm alright... but please don't go so hard!\" \n\n\tNow Sarafina was really stunned. Aria truly was game. \"Okay, I won't.\" \n\n\tAfter a few more moments of respite, Aria felt the wispy touch again on her immobile paws. She whimpered as the feather made its return. \n\n\tSarafina resumed her attack, this time keeping to the paws. The touchy, smooth surface was just as nice as anything else, and this was much easier for Aria to take. \n\n\tShe eventually started laughing again, and groaning, trying to dislodge the Egg.\n\n\tWith a grin, Sarafina reached out and pushed the knob on the Egg's handle all the way around. The buzzing increased in intensity, and Aria squealed loudly. \"There we go, is that more to your liking?\" Sarrie taunted, teasing the soft paw flesh some more. \n\n\tAria managed to find a way to meld a giggle and a screech, and she thrashed uselessly for a little while. \n\n\tShe felt it building up, and her whole body started to shake. The exertion, pleasurable vibrations and insidious tickling were pushing her to the crescendo. She couldn't believe the effect this was having on her. \"Nnghhnn!! Oh shi-!\"\n\n\tFinally, her body tensed up to be just this side of painful, and she lurched as far forward as he bondage allowed. Her eyes screwed shut as the orgasm ripped through her and took her breath with it too. \n\n\tThe Egg didn't stop, and nor did Sarafina, so within a moment she felt it again. \n\n\tThe cruelly buzzing object was switched off at last, and Sarrie slowed her paw-tickling. \"Was that two?\" she asked, almost conversationally. \n\n\tThe mouse whimpered out a yes. \n\n\t\"Would you like a third? Or maybe a sixth?\" \n\n\tThe very idea of it continuing until then made Aria break out in a cold sweat, and she shook her head violently. \n\n\t\"So, when's your birthday, sweetie-mouse?\" \n\n\tSuddenly, Aria giggled. \"March fourteenth... you... you win!\" \n\n\tSarafina hugged the girl tightly. \"I always do, in the end.\" She licked the round ear and rubbed down the slightly sweaty, luxurious white fur. \"I guess you want a drink?\"\n\n\t\"God, yes!\" Aria rasped. Then she laughed weakly again.\n\n\tThe basement door creaked open noisily, flooding the room with light once again. \n\n\tJeremy pulled himself up to a sitting position on the floor, squinting at the silhouette up the stairs. He'd spent the last few hours in a daze, almost sleeping, though not quite, and his sluggish mind tried to figure out who or what was there. \n\n\t\"Jeremy!\" whispered the intruder, noisily hopping down the stairs two at a time, until it came to a halt bending over him. \"Jeremy!\" \n\n\tIt was Julian. \"W-what are you doing?\" Jeremy hissed, looking around in alarm.\n\n\t\"It's okay, mom's out.\" Julian sat down heavily next to him. \n\n\tJeremy eyed him anxiously. \"How did you open the door?! She'll know!\" \n\n\t\"Nuh-uh. Jason has a key.\" \n\n\t\"She took it off of him, remember? She carries it in her pocket!\" \n\n\tJulian shook his head. \"It's okay!\" he promised, scooting closer. \"Jason isn't dumb. Got a copy. I'll lock the door when I leave.\" \n\n\tRelaxing only slightly, Jeremy kept his eyes locked on the doorway. \"Where has she gone?\"\n\n\t\"I dunno.\" \n\n\t\"We don't know when she'll be back!\" The kit whimpered. \"What is it?\"\n\n\tJulian broke into a big, inappropriate grin. \"I met them.\"\n\n\tRather than the reaction the younger kit expected, Jeremy flinched and looked dismayed. \"Wh-what did they say?\" \n\n\t\"Um, that they like you and are happy you're okay. Oh, and you're their friend.\" \n\n\tNow Jeremy looked totally wretched. But he didn't speak. \n\n\t\"What's wrong, Jeremy?\" \n\n\tJeremy choked back a sob. \"N-nothing!\" he insisted, wiping his nose. His speech was mumbled slightly, the pain in his jaws having settled into a stiff ache. He still counted himself lucky that the pot was empty.\n\n\tHis younger brother looked at him expressionlessly. Then he seemed to remember something and reached into his shorts' pocket. \"Here.\" He pressed a piece of a cinnamon doughnut into Jeremy's paws. \"I took it from there.\" \n\n\tJeremy made no move to eat it. He just eyed it.\n\n\tThere was silence for almost a minute. Then... \n\n\t\"I wanna be alone...\" Jeremy whispered.\n\n\tJulian blinked, taken aback. He moved to stand, but just as he was about to put weight on his own skinny arm to do so, he stopped, and remained seated. \"No.\" \n\n\tThe older boy looked at him in surprise and confusion. \n\n\t\"You're always alone.\" Julian shook his head. \"I don't wanna leave you.\" \n\n\tAfter a few moments, the surprise on Jeremy's features changed to anger. Though he froze, thinking better; he looked at his youngest brother in shock again, as if he couldn't believe he was still there. Finally, his face contorted and his ears drooped pitiably as he broke into uncontrollable crying. He seemed to collapse into himself, wailing shrilly.\n\n\tJulian scooted even closer and hugged his older brother, trying to support him. \"It's okay,\" he muttered, mostly out of a need to say something. \n\n\t\"No it isn't!\" Jeremy bawled, clinging to the smaller boy, almost certain he was hurting him, but Julian didn't seem to care. It hurt to cry. His stiff jaw throbbed some more, as he couldn't shut it while he wept ... \n\n\t\"Jeremy?\"\n\n\t\"I hate her!\" the older fox boy blurted. \"I hate her! I hate me, too!\"\n\n\t\"Why? Why do you hate yourself?\"\n\n\tJeremy couldn't reply. The injured kit just shook his head vigorously. \n\n\tLicking his lips, Julian nestled in closer. His bigger brother's claws were digging into his back and the weight of the older boy was almost winding him to support. \"Do you want me to do anythin' else for you?\" he asked, his voice level. He reached behind Jeremy and picked up the donut piece; Jeremy had dropped it, and it wouldn't do to let it get dirty.\n\n\tJeremy's response was just a weak shake of the head. \"No...\" he whispered. \"Don't go. Don't go back up there. Don't let her near you.\" \n\n\tJulian blinked in confusion. \"Why not, Jeremy?\" \n\n\tBut there was no further response. The older kit didn't speak again, not even when Julian said he had to leave and lock the door again. He just sat there, almost like a zombie, as Julian reluctantly shut him in the damp darkness once again.\n\n[b]Elsewhere...[/b]\n\n\t\n\n\tThe scent of dinner was mouth-watering, even though the two boys were upstairs and preoccupied, seated on the lush carpet while they played together.\n\n\t\"Mmm...\" Danny grinned. \"Won't be long and mom'll call us down.\" \n\n\tRobby nodded. \"It smells great! What did you say it was again?\" \n\n\t\"Thai curry.\" \n\n\tBefore they could say anything else, Danny's mother proved his prediction correct. \"Boys!\" she yelled up the stairs. \"Come on down!\"\n\n\t\"Coming!\" The fox pulled himself to his feet. \"I hope you like spicy food. This is gonna be hot!\" \n\n\tRobby chuckled. \"As hot as you?\" he asked flatly. \n\n\tHis friend laughed and yanked him to a standing position. \"I dunno about that.\" \n\n\tDownstairs, the heavy wooden table had been laid well. It looked almost like they'd bought a table, napkins and all, from a ritzy restaurant and stuck it in their house. Robby felt a little awed, since his mother never bothered to prepare the table like that! It just seemed like such a waste of energy for her and her little son; but for a family of three, plus a guest, it made perfect sense!\n\n\tAmanda graciously pulled out a chair for the raccoon as he approached. \"Ah, the guest of honor! Let me show you to your seat, good sir!\" she said, throwing a mocking glance at her son. \n\n\t\"Mom!\" Danny hissed, almost pleading. \n\n\t\"Oh, Robby, you should've seen him getting ready this morning,\" the vixen laughed. \"Come on boys, get settled in.\"\n\n\tThey did. Robby sat down gently in the polished wooden chair, settling into the comfortable cushion for his rump and conscientiously slipping his big tail through the back of the chair. He pulled the chair in and sat up straight. \n\n\tDanny however hoisted himself onto the chair with a thump, and twisted slightly in it. The chair screeched along the timber floor in protest. \n\n\tThere were some muffled footfalls from the front of the house, and both boys turned to see Danny's father clomp his way into the kitchen. \"Phew,\" he said, grinning. \"That was a total mess.\" \n\n\t\"Hi dad!\" \n\n\t\"Hi mister Drocherty.\" \n\n\tCarrying two large pots, Amanda returned to the table and set them in the centre of its covered surface. When she lifted the lids, all Robby could see at first was billowing clouds of steam, but eventually he could make out the contents. Rice in one, and an odd, light green colored sauce in the other. He was certain he could see lumps in the sauce that was probably meat. \n\n\tThe scent struck him full force and his stomach grumbled instantly.\n\n\tDanny's father sat down opposite Robby, and he grinned at the two kits. \"So, boys, having fun?\" \n\n\tThe insinuation was so transparent that the raccoon had to smile. \n\n\t\"Dad!\" protested Danny, frowning at him. \"We haven't done anything yet...\" he paused artfully. \"We're having dinner first.\" \n\n\tTaking the plates already on the table, Amanda began to serve the curry. The serving size she delivered to the two kits wasn't very large. It was certainly not very little, but for a main meal, Robby was certain they would've eaten more than this. \n\n\tOff his look, Amanda smirked. \"Don't worry, Robby,\" she assured him. \"I'm saving some of this for later. It wouldn't do to get bloated and full before playing, would it?\"\n\n\tThe kit flushed and then nodded. \"I guess not! Thank you, Missus D-\" \n\n\t\"Amanda,\" she said firmly. \"I'm cooler than a missus.\" \n\n\t\"Oh.\" \n\n\tShe ruffled his head fur and shot another cryptic glance at Danny. Her son's muzzle twisted into a shy grin. \n\n\tWhen all the food was distributed about the table and the actual eating began, Robby found himself answering questions in between every third mouthful. This wasn't easy, considering the curry was indeed hot, and his answers were often interrupted by desperate attempts to guzzle the thoughtfully provided water. \n\n\t\"Ahh!\" he gasped after taking a long drink of soothing liquid. \n\n\tAfter swallowing a large mouthful easily, Amanda gave the cub an understanding smile. \"We're a bit used to spicy food in this house,\" she explained. \"I tried to tone it down a little for you, but if it's still too hot, you don't have to finish it.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon actually laughed, shaking his head. \"No, no, mis- um, Amanda!\" he replied, preparing another forkful. \"This is great!\" \n\n\tShe appeared visibly pleased at this. \"Oh, yes, you were saying something about a gymnastics competition?\" \n\n\tRobby nodded. \"Uh-huh, in four weeks. It's inter-state. I'm trying to qualify.\" \n\n\t\"That should be easy for you,\" Danny said smoothly. \n\n\t\"Thank you, but not really...\" Robby screwed his face. \"If I was trying to get in at level 5 or so, sure. But I want to go higher.\" \n\n\tThe fox appeared baffled. \n\n\t\"Oh. Um, after the first six levels, it's much harder to score high,\" Robby explained. \"You've got to make up your own routines, and the judges get tougher. You can't do the easy stuff. Most of my friends there are at level five or six. I'm really worried my floor-routine isn't going to cut it. I don't get to practice it enough, my coach says.\"\n\n\t\"So you're going hard on yourself?\" Danny's father asked.\n\n\tRobby smiled and nodded. \"Yeah. I'm missing training today though.\" \n\n\t\"How often do you practice?\" \n\n\tRobby counted quickly in his head. \"Umm, four days of the week, at least three hours each time, and I'll practice at home every night if there's a competition. Like, in the next few weeks.\"\n\n\tAmanda blinked in surprise. \"That's a lot of focus for a little boy,\" she said, breaking out a grin. \"Only kidding.\"\n\n\tA few minutes later, it seemed that something unspoken passed between the two adults. Finishing up, the male adult fox set down his cutlery. \"Dan.\" \n\n\t\"Yeah dad?\" \n\n\t\"I'm going to go get some junk food for you boys tonight, but I want you to come with me.\" \n\n\tThe kit blinked. \"But, dad!\" \n\n\t\"I need you to come pick what you want, and we're going to go get a movie out too. You have to come with.\" \n\n\t\"But... well, can Rob come with us?\" \n\n\tThe adult shook his head. \"I've only got two seats, kid. The car is filled with crap.\" \n\n\tDanny sighed, and wiped his muzzle on his napkin. \"Alright,\" he sighed in defeat. \"Let's go now then, while, uh... yeah. Come on dad!\" \n\n\tYeah, while Robby is still eating. Amanda chortled. \n\n\tThe fox kit slipped off his chair and stretched. \"That was great mom, thanks!\" he said sweetly, then he approached the raccoon kit that he had been seated next to. \n\n\tRobby looked up at him and his eyes widened in mild shock as Danny lightly draped his arms around the raccoon's shoulders, and leaned in to deliver a tender kiss. Just a simple, soft one to the side of the cheek. \n\n\t\"We'll be back soon, Rob!\" he said softly. He picked up his own plate and deposited it in the sink before heading to the front door. \"C'mon dad!\"\n\n\tRobby was thunderstruck for a moment. Then a smile bloomed on his muzzle, while a bizarre, cozy warmth seemed to spread through him, from his feet to the tips of his fingers. It felt like he was suddenly sitting right in front of a gently flickering fire. He wriggled his toes shyly in their socks and felt his heart leap. \n\n\tIt wasn't until a few seconds later that he noticed Amanda was looking him over appraisingly. \n\n\t\"Back soon.\" Danny's father stood and headed directly to the front door. \n\n\tWhen the duo did finally leave, Robby looked sheepishly up at the vixen. \"Umm, yes?\" \n\n\tAmanda nodded. \"You followed that, did you? I shouldn't be surprised.\" She smiled tenderly. \"I just wanted to talk with you. A few things that Danny might have screeched about if I said while he was around.\" \n\n\t\"Okay.\" Robby felt like he was floating on clouds. That innocent, perfunctory kiss had affected him in a way that he'd never have imagined. The huge snog in Danny's room was incredible, but this was something totally different.\n\n\t\"Oh, for goodness' sake,\" the vixen suddenly squealed, covering her muzzle with a paw. \"That's just too adorable!!\" \n\n\tThe raccoon tried to gather himself, and sat up straighter in the chair. He still had that stupid smile on his face, but he couldn't get rid of it. \n\n\tAmanda smiled at him. \"Alright... well, I just wanted to ask you if you'd noticed that, well, Danny really, really likes you.\" \n\n\tRobby stared in confusion. \"Well, of course...\" \n\n\t\"I mean, he really likes you,\" Amanda went on. \"I know you've been kept away from this sort of stuff, but, well, tell me, how often does Danny tell you he loves you?\"\n\n\t\"I, uh, I don't know.\" \n\n\tAmanda laughed at him once more. \"Oh dear. I'm sure he says it at least once or twice a day, Robby.\" She pushed her plate out of the way. \"What you might not have noticed is that it's not really common for boys to tell other boys that they love one another at your age. I don't mean being gay, we don't care about that. What I mean is that... Danny has played with a lot of boys and girls his age. You're the only one he keeps saying he loves.\"\n\n\tRobby gawked briefly. Like she had said, he didn't really think about this. How unusual was it really for kits his age to love one another, instead of just fool around like horny cubs? He didn't know. \n\n\t\"I think you need to know.\" The vixen clasped her paws in front of her. \"That he really does love you, I mean. Before you got here, he was running around the house like a crazy kid, make sure there was no mess, and believe me, he never cleans up. He spent about twenty minutes in the bathroom, and he's basically been fired up all day. Then you rock up and he locks himself in his room.\" \n\n\t\"Really?\" Robby asked brainlessly. He'd spent a lot of time getting ready and felt shy when he arrived, but it sounded as if Danny had taken it to extremes. \n\n\t\"Really. I just think you should know what you're getting into, Robby. You might have had an idea, but just in case... a relationship is a rocky business, kid.\"\n\n\tRobby stared at his plate, eyeing the curry blankly. \"I... I guess.\" He looked up suddenly. \"I love him too!\"\n\n\tAmanda nodded knowingly. \"I know you do. I can see that.\" She leaned over the table and stroked one of his ears. \"I just wanted to make sure you knew that Danny adores you. He thinks you're smart, funny, good looking and an incredible sportsman.\"\n\n\t\"Wha-? Really?\" \n\n\t\"Really.\" Amanda burst out laughing. \"And quit asking that.\" \n\n\t\"Sorry.\" \n\n\tShe nodded at the remnants of the curry. \"Eat up, Rob,\" she advised him. Then her eyes glittered mischievously. \"You're going to need the energy tonight, I think.\" \n\n\t\"Huh? Why?\" \n\n\t\"Isn't it obvious?\" she said with an infuriating, though utterly false, look of superiority. \"We've got some party games planned. It wouldn't do to have you passing out during them.\"\n\n\tThere was a hiatus while Robby just stared at her. \"P-passing out?\" he repeated apprehensively.\n\n\t\"Don't worry, I'm sure you won't. If you eat enough.\" Amanda ate one final forkful before getting to her paws. \"Well, when you're done, why don't we keep each other company for a little while? They won't be long, and doing the dishes by yourself is boring.\" \n\n\t\"Um, sure!\" \n\n\t\"Dad, why did you want me out of the house?\" Danny asked his father suspiciously. \n\n\tThe grownup opened the garage door and turned to his son with a slightly insulted expression on his face. \"What? I can't want my son to come with me to the shops?\" \n\n\t\"That's not...\" Suddenly Danny giggled. \"Don't be stupid! I mean, why did you want Robby alone with mom?\"\n\n\t\"Argh. Sometimes I miss your five year old self, Dan,\" he replied, opening his silver SUV's rear door and indicating for Danny to hop in. \"You weren't so annoyingly perceptive, and you could fit in suitcases easily.\" \n\n\tThe kit looked proud of himself for a second, and hauled himself into the gigantic vehicle. \"You didn't answer my question.\" \n\n\t\"Your mother just wants to talk to him, Dan.\"\n\n\t\"Ugh, but I'm sharing him later tonight! You'll get your turn later!\" \n\n\tHis father pulled himself into the car and twisted around in his seat to face his son. The grin was huge. \"You can be absurdly cute if you set your mind to it, you know,\" he said. \"She's not going to touch him. Just talk. It's natural for mothers to want to know their kit's boy and girlfriends.\" \n\n\t\"So why can't I be there?\" the fox kit demanded stuffily as they began reversing. \n\n\tWith a dramatic cackle, his father responded in a teasing voice. \"Because. She's going to be asking and saying things you'd rather she didn't.\" \n\n\t\"Like what?!\"\n\n\tThe central locking was suddenly activated, sealing Danny inside the large vehicle. \"Don't worry about it, Daniel. It'll be alright, for the best; besides, what're you going to do, wrench the door off its hinges, jump out of the moving car and use your latent psychic powers to open the front door without a key?\" \n\n\tThe kit glared at the lock on the door; he knew that once it was locked centrally, the engine had to be cut for it to be opened directly. He cursed the existence of child safety locks. \"You're kidding me!\" he gawked, extremely anxious. \"You guys are such jerks!\" \n\n\t\"Danny, don't you trust your mom?\" \n\n\t\"Wh-what? No! After this, you kidding?!\" \n\n\t\"I do, kit. I promise you it's nothing to be worried about, and she just wants to get to know him,\" the grownup twisted around again, despite the fact he was now doing fifty on a single lane road. \"And this way you get to have lots of junk food and spend some time with your dear daddy. Right?\" \n\n\tHis father was so outrageous sometimes. Danny had to laugh. \"A-alright,\" he said finally. \n\n\t\"I've never been to a place like it before,\" Robby explained, handing Amanda a dish-towel. \"I don't often get any money, and my mom'd kill me if she knew I went there.\" \n\n\tAmanda nodded. They hadn't been talking about this topic for the entire time, but she had been curious about why Robby had finally been allowed to visit. \"I've heard a little about that,\" she said guardedly. She certainly didn't agree with Robby's mother's attitude towards sexuality, but being offensive about it was unnecessary. \"How did he finally get you to come?\" \n\n\tRobby laughed wanly. \"By not telling me where we were going until we were about twenty feet from the front door,\" he said as he leaned against the countertop. \"When we got there, I was scared at first, but I... I kinda thought 'Hey, why not?' and ended up going right in there.\" \n\n\t\"So, your mom does know that Danny plans on doing exactly the stuff she freaks out about?\"\n\n\t\"I think she does. She didn't expect... that...um, you'd want to help though.\" \n\n\tAmanda suddenly laughed. A ringing, silver laugh as she turned to lay a gentle paw on the striped face of the boy beside her. \"So, Danny told you, huh?\" she snickered. \"I suppose I should've known. He likes surprising people, so I never would've guessed. Maybe he was trying to surprise me instead, huh?\" \n\n\t\"Maybe!\" \n\n\t\"Oh, and don't be embarrassed about discussing this sort of thing here.\" The vixen finished up and placed the towel on the counter. \"We do it all the time. Have done since Danny was five or so. Sex-play is nothing special here.\"\n\n\tThat brought a little blush to the kit's face. \"Since he was five?\" he repeated. \n\n\t\"Sure, a lot of parents do stuff at that age,\" Amanda elaborated. \"After all, can't have your kits being embarrassed about their body, or being all repressed. Not this day and age. We helped Danny explore a few different fetishes and use a few toys.\" She coughed. \"Um, so we're probably to blame for his interests, but he's not alone, and we think that's fantastic.\"\n\n\tRobby cursed silently at his increasing heart-rate. \"So,\" he asked before he could stop himself, \"um, what are his fetishes?\" \n\n\tAmanda chuckled and rubbed an ear of the shy little raccoon. \"Tsk, relax, it's alright! I know you've got a ton of questions. Honestly, this is why we started early with Danny; it takes time to learn this stuff, and we didn't want him to miss out!\" She grinned warmly. \"Well, I'm surprised he hasn't told you himself.\"\n\n\t\"I know a few.\" \n\n\tAmanda too leaned against the countertop. \"The things I know he likes... hmm...\" She raised a paw, starting to count them off. \"He adores bondage, as if you didn't know. Being tied up, being roughly handled, told what to do, and even sometimes being hurt a little; he's a big fan of collars and fake kidnapping too. He's got so many toys that he loves too. He likes a lot of stuff involving the butt, and I think he likes sport and school uniforms too.\" She paused. \"You should've seen him. He was watching a movie about a schoolboy that got kidnapped. He couldn't keep still even a moment! At the end he came up to me asking for me to buy him a school uniform. I think that's about all I can remember but it's probably not all... Oh, and he really does love socks.\"\n\n\tRobby nodded slowly. That all made sense. \"W-wait,\" he said, blushing furiously now. \"U-uniforms?\" \n\n\t\"Oh yeah. He's got a bunch of difference things in his closet, and he's been 'kidnapped' in every one of them... mostly by me or his dad, but Kaden's had a go too.\" Amanda suddenly burst out laughing. \"Oh, it's all fun.\"\n\n\tThe raccoon smiled slightly. School uniforms? Wow... that actually sounded neat. \"M-maybe we can play with them,\" he said quietly. \n\n\t\"Maybe,\" the adult vixen sniggered. \"Though considering what I have planned, I definitely want to see you wearing just your fur, kiddo.\" \n\n\tThat made Robby's face simply ignite. \n\n\tThe front door rattled and opened, and a rather agitated Danny came in, followed by his widely grinning father. The kit went straight for his boyfriend, as if worried he was going to be eaten or something at any moment. \n\n\tRobby found himself briefly thinking how odd it was that Danny was so fond of bondage and such. The fox pup wasn't a small or effeminate boy at all; he was quite strong, had a lot of endurance, and certainly knew how to hold his own during schoolyard shoving matches. On the track or field, Danny wasn't one to roll over and let anyone dominate him there. It was interesting to know that this confident, athletic fox was utterly enthralled by the idea of being kidnapped.\n\n\t\"Hey mom,\" the kit said, glaring at his mother. \"Have fun?\" \n\n\t\"Oh, shush you,\" she responded cordially. \"I did you a favor. Several in fact.\" \n\n\tDanny blinked and cocked his ears curiously. \"What are you talking about, mom?\" \n\n\tShe leaned forwards and whispered in his ear. \"Don't tell me you can't see that I kept your little boyfriend breathing hard for you?\" she told him archly. \"Isn't that how you wanted him all day?\"\n\n\t\"Oh...\" \n\n\tWith a snigger, the vixen continued. \"If you're ready, head up to your room for about twenty minutes. I'm going to get everything set up.\" She straightened and looked at her husband. \"Phil, did you buy milk?\" \n\n\t\"Sure did.\" \n\n\tThat was the first time Robby had heard Danny's father's name. He quickly memorized it.\n\n\t\"Alright, good.\"\n\n\tDanny grabbed the raccoon's grey and black furred paw and gently tugged him towards the staircase. \"Come on! Let's go upstairs.\"\n\n\tBemused, Robby followed obediently. When they reached the top of the stairs, Danny rounded on him with a massive grin. \"What?\" \n\n\t\"You're gonna love this.\" The fox seemed to be excited. \"But I gotta say. Don't get scared. My parents are kinda like the interrogators at S.D.Y.. They're really good at this stuff.\" \n\n\tRobby knew straight away what 'stuff' he meant. \"Okay... why would I be scared? I'm not scared.\" \n\n\t\"I know! But mom and dad might do something new to you, but trust them, and try to take it. You'll probably like it.\" \n\n\tThe raccoon raised an eyebrow. \"You've said that before,\" he recalled, folding his arms. \"Why don't you tell me this time what they're gonna do?\" \n\n\tInstantly, Danny looked worried. He evidently had hoped Robby wouldn't ask this. \"Um, I don't know,\" he said quietly. \"They haven't told me. They never do anymore. It makes it much more fun. Mom knows about you... she won't do anything crazy.\"\n\n\tRobby laughed and nodded. \"Alright. Just let me know if they're gonna tickle.\" \n\n\tWithout thinking, Danny shrugged. \"Probably. Dad says he can't resist if he's got a tied up kit in front of him... Oh!\" He clamped his muzzle shut. \n\n\t\"Argh,\" groaned Robby. \"Alright, as long as I know.\"\n\n\t\"Really?\" \n\n\tFor some reason, that struck Robby as hilarious, and he giggled cheerfully. \n\n\t\"Let's go into my room,\" a baffled Danny suggested. \"We've got a little while before mom'll have everything ready.\"\n\n\t\n\n\t\"So, what do you think?\" Phil asked curiously. \n\n\tAmanda pulled out the large curry pot from the sink and placed it on the drying rack. \"What do you mean?\"\n\n\t\"About Rob. What else?\"\n\n\tThe vixen sighed happily. \"He's adorable,\" she said. \"A little shy, but very grown-up, very focused. He's just right for Danny; might be able to keep him out of trouble.\" \n\n\t\"I don't think anyone can do that.\" Phil grinned wryly. \"Do you really think they'll last?\" \n\n\t\"Of course, why wouldn't they?\" Amanda left the kitchen, her husband following behind her as she went into the 'play-room' in the middle of the house.\n\n\t\"Come on Amanda. Have you ever even seen a relationship between two ten year olds?\" \n\n\tShe laughed. \"No, have you? Besides, they're almost eleven.\" \n\n\tPhil raised his paws in mock surprise. \"Oh, the difference is incredible! I apologize, my love.\"\n\n\t\"It is a bit of a difference; haven't you seen how much Danny has grown in the past year? Anyway, have you seen a lasting relationship between kits that age?\" Amanda repeated coolly as they opened the door into the converted study. It was a large room, more of a games room really.\n\n\t\"Not really. What does that tell you?\" \n\n\t\"It tells me that you shouldn't count them out until you've seen it tried. They're just getting started and it looks promising.\" She chortled. \"Want to bet?\" \n\n\t\"Oh, sure. Uhh, twenty bucks says they won't last for a month.\" Phil grinned. \"Don't get me wrong, hun. I want my son to be happy. I'm just a bit cynical about the idea of ten year olds that see each other every day at school, with all the trials and tribulations of that school coming at them both, being able to hold a long term relationship on the outside. The slightest things can spark trouble for young couples, and they're not very good at handling it. You know. Mountain out of a mole-hill, and 'sorry' is the last word they ever think of.\"\n\n\tAmanda nodded and opened the closet, yanking out a large plastic green bin and popping the top. It was filled with all kinds of bondage implements. She frowned at it and moved to another bin, pulling it out too. \"I know what you mean,\" she confessed. \"But maybe we can help them out. They're both boys with similar interests and mature temperaments. I'm not counting them out. Besides, Dan has no problem with saying sorry.\"\n\n\t Phil rolled his eyes and pointed at the black box towards the back of the closet. \"What you're after is in there, I'm sure.\"\n\n\t\"Oh! Thanks. I keep stuffing things in the wrong box.\" \n\n\tScratching his muzzle pensively, Phil thought the matter over. \"Maybe you're right,\" he conceded. \"Maybe. But don't think that just because they're both boys they won't have misunderstandings. Boys are competitive, silly and impulsive.\" \n\n\t\"I've noticed that. Several times.\" Amanda withdrew an object like a toothpaste tube. She grinned somewhat evilly as she looked at it. \n\n\tPhil poked her in the ribs. \"Alright, you. I just don't want to see my son heart-broken.\" \n\n\t\"If we got in the way of this and didn't let them at least try, he'd be more than heart-broken.\"\n\n\t\"Just expressing my concern. I'd never get in the way.\" One of Phil's ears perked up. \"Is that what I think it is, by the way?\" \n\n\tAmanda grinned even wider. \"Oh yes. Would you like to hear what I have in store of them both?\" \n\n\t\"Are you sure it's alright for a kit like Rob? He's not exactly as experienced as our boy is.\" \n\n\t\"Don't worry,\" Amanda snickered, delving into one of the green bins for some rope. \"He might be a few years worth of experience behind, but I got a pretty good idea of what he likes - even if he doesn't know it himself.\" She held an armful of rope and the tube aloft. \"Tonight's gonna be hot, hot, hot for our little lovers.\"\n\n\tPhil laughed. \"Uh, hate to break it to you, but you said 'twenty minutes', so it'll still be afternoon. Unless you also plan to crank the central heating up for bed-time.\" \n\n\tShe stared at him. \n\n\tThe folder sat on Danny's desk, and Robby looked at it curiously. The contents were still a mystery, but he didn't want to ask again. Danny clearly had a surprise for him in it, and though he could make a few educated guesses, it wasn't such a big deal that he wanted to know right away. \n\n\tDan was back on the computer. His desktop picture was actually not pornographic, but a picture of a tank running over a family sedan. \n\n\t\"Hey,\" asked Robby, cocking an ear. \"How much porn do you have on that thing?\" \n\n\tThe fox kit paused for a second. \"A few gigabytes. Like, five. Not all that much.\" \n\n\tRobby almost staggered. \"N-not that much? That's a ton!\" \n\n\t\"Why, do you wanna look at some with me?\" Dan asked archly, looking over his shoulder as he leaned back. \"Maybe later! You won't need porn in a few minutes.\" \n\n\tHe reached out and lightly touched the front of Robby's shorts. The raccoon jumped in surprise, but laughed and stood his ground. \"You've been tryin' to keep my dick stiff all day, fox. Why are you letting it go down now?\" \n\n\tDanny rubbed only briefly before swiveling back to the screen. \"It'll be back up once mom and dad get started on you,\" he promised. \"Dad likes to see it go up anyway.\"\n\n\t\"Is your dad bi?\" \n\n\t\"Isn't everyone?\" Danny responded straight away. Then he grinned. \"Sorta. He likes the ladies most of all. But he says he doesn't mind guys.\"\n\n\t\"So, boys?\" Robby asked, leaning on the fox's shoulders. \"He plays with you, doesn't he?\" \n\n\t\"Yeah!\" The fox boy looked like he was about to add something, but then he halted himself. \"Hm, you'll see when we get down there. Or later on maybe.\"\n\n\tDan kept clicking and dragging and messing around on the computer for a minute. \"Sorry,\" he said. \"I'm just getting a few things on a playlist for when we come back up here.\" \n\n\tHe spun the chair around and stood, before promptly pouncing at Robby and snaring him in a hug. \n\n\t\"Argh!\" the raccoon cried, nearly falling backwards. \"What was that for?\" \n\n\t\"Because I wanted to hug you!\" the fox squeezed and giggled. \n\n\tRobby squeezed back and mouthed at the kit's black tipped ear. \"I'm gonna bite your ear off, you-!\" \n\n\tThey grappled playfully for a moment, before they toppled onto Danny's large bed, continuing the wrestling match there. Eventually Robby pulled out the fox's arm and pushed him onto his front. With an air-headed giggle, the raccoon snagged one of the denim-covered legs and sat on the fox's upper back as he yanked the limb upwards. \n\n\t\"Got you!\" he cried triumphantly. \n\n\tDanny was laughing too. Neither one of them was puffed. \"You're strong, you know that?\" he complimented his friend. \"But it's not a win 'till you've got their shoulders touching the ground.\"\n\n\tRobby giggled some more. \"I don't care about the rules,\" he said playfully. \"I got myself a leg.\"\n\n\tDanny made an \"ugh\" sound of resignation and splayed out on the bed. \"Alright, but don't break it! We're having a rematch later, and I'm not underestimating you again!\" \n\n\tRubbing the leg tenderly, Robby realized he'd never really got to just... play with Danny's body. He wanted to touch and play with this lean appendage, and the others, without being distracted by nerves or clothes being in the way. It was a good body.\n\n\tRather wistfully, he wished the fox kit hadn't opted for the jeans, even though he did look neat in them. \"You're strong yourself,\" he said, releasing the leg and spinning around to mount the fox's back facing the other way. He started to rub the other kit's shoulders, and Danny instantly groaned. \"Nearly winded me with that hug!\"\n\n\t\"I know,\" replied the fox with a tone of exaggerated smugness. \"Next time we're doing this, no clothes in the way!\" There was a knock on the door. \"Come in!\"\n\n\tAmanda opened the door and smiled. \"Ooh, lucky Dan's getting a massage.\"\n\n\tDanny moaned once again and let his tongue loll out. \"Feelsh good.\" \n\n\tThe vixen sniggered. \"You get massages all the time, you silly kit,\" she reminded him. \"You're spoiled rotten. If it's not me, your dad, your coach, your physiotherapist... it's poor little Robby.\" \n\n\tRobby grinned and started to knead the shoulders a little harder. \"It's alright, Amanda!\" he said brightly. \"I'm sure he'll do it for me later.\" \n\n\t\"He probably will. Alright, come on downstairs. You're going to enjoy this set up.\"\n\n\tRobby let his friend stand and they almost skipped along behind Amanda. There was a slight twinge of apprehension in Robby's stomach, but Dan's lighthearted playfulness kept it suppressed. He couldn't feel scared or nervous while his best friend was utterly fine in his own house.\n\n\tThey turned off on the corridor to the kitchen into a study that had been closed before. It was a very simple room that clearly wasn't being used as a study anymore. It looked more like a home gym, with some weight apparatuses and other machines; there were some things that clearly were not for fitness purposes. \n\n\tIn the corner there was an inversion table; a metal apparatus with a swiveling frame in the middle that could swing all the way over itself, a springy plastic-substance a bit like a trampoline stretched between it, and with ankle-cuffs at the base to hold a fur's ankles. It was so that someone could attach their ankles and lean their weight back, suddenly finding themselves comfortably held upside down. \n\n\tRobby had been in one before, whenever his mom dragged him to the physiotherapist. It was to take stress off the spine... and of course it was fun. Naturally, this one had been slightly \"modified.\" There were two pairs of handcuffs attached to the bottom. \n\n\tThere was also a small flat-screen TV on a chrome, polished stand, and a wide, full length mirror. Evidently, this place was as much a sex-play room as an exercise room. Robby didn't know what this family used such a mirror for, but he found his invaluable for watching his form during certain techniques and stretches.\n\n\t\"Here's play room number one,\" Phil said, lounging against a weight machine. \"You'll be amazed what kinds of uses you can find for exercise machines.\"\n\n\tDanny laughed. \"I love that flip-table,\" he told Robby, indicating the inversion table. \n\n\t\"We're not using any of that stuff though.\" Amanda walked over to a pile of ropes and leather. \"Let's keep it bare-bones for tonight.\"\n\n\t\"Hee!\" Danny suddenly chortled. \"You mean bare-boners.\" \n\n\tAmanda smiled serenely at him. \"That's coming soon, brat,\" she said, poking him in the side. \"And don't try to make me go harder on either of you. You're in enough trouble as you're going to want.\" \n\n\tDanny jumped, but then gulped and looked earnestly worried. It wasn't often than his mom said that. \n\n\t\"Alright, time to get you out of that protective clothing,\" Amanda giggled, seemingly pleased at the response her son gave her. \"We've got two adults here, and two little boys that need to be stripped. So, Robby, who would you like to have take all that fabric off your hands? And everything else?\" \n\n\tNow that was a question the raccoon hadn't anticipated. He literally stepped backwards in surprise. \"Oh, uh...\" he looked from the grinning Amanda to the chuckling Phil. \"I don't really mind.\" These were really unusual waters for the 'coon boy. \n\n\t\"We should flip a coin,\" Phil said nonchalantly. \"We'll swap around now and then.\" \n\n\tAmanda just rolled her eyes and motioned to her own son. \"Come here, Daniel,\" she instructed him. \"I want to get started on you so that Robby has a sort of idea what we've got planned.\"\n\n\tDan skipped forward to his mom, who grabbed his shoulders and turned around to face Robby again. She slipped her paws under his t-shirt and pulled it over his head speedily, leaving him in just his jeans.\n\n\tRobby smiled slightly. \n\n\tThe fox kit stuck his tongue out at him as his mother undid his front and rear flies, tugging the straight-legged jeans down to reveal his black satin boxers. \"What are you lookin' at?\" he joked. \n\n\tDan's dad knelt down beside Robby and chuckled. \"You ready, Rob?\" he asked gently. \"I can wait. Or not do it at all. Your call.\" \n\n\tWith a nod, Robby braced himself. \"I'm alright! Ready.\" \n\n\tPhil wasn't rough at all as he removed the raccoon boy's shirt and undid his tail fly. Within a few seconds of fast heartbeats, Rob found himself standing in just his snug-fitting boxer-briefs and socks. The socks were plain white, but his underwear was a camouflage pattern, and Phil snickered at them. \n\n\t\"Love the undies, Rob,\" he mocked playfully, gently rubbing at the small hips in front of him.\n\n\tRob flushed, then giggled too. \"I dropped them once. Took me weeks to find them again.\" \n\n\tThe grown-up fox laughed harder, tickling Robby's exposed stomach. Rob squeaked, and remembered Danny's warning.\n\n\tAmanda removed her son's boxers without even appearing slightly fazed. It was as normal as anything. \n\n\tShe insistently pushed the kit to his knees and then onto his backside. Grabbing his legs, she removed his two socks and almost absently scratched at his paws. \n\n\t\"Ahah!\" Danny laughed and wriggled his toes. \"What's the plan, mom?\" \n\n\tPhil slipped his fingers under the elastic waist band of Rob's briefs. \"Three... two... one... here we go!\" He pulled them right down, and Robby squeaked once again. \"Ta-da! Naked Robby. Almost.\" Much as his wife had done, he brought the ten year old raccoon to the ground and pulled off his socks speedily. \n\n\tRobby was almost stunned at how fast and off-handedly they did it all. The adults really didn't even seem to notice the nakedness of the two boys. In spite of that, his breathing was definitely quickening and he could feel slight twitches in his groin...\n\n\t\"The plan?\" Amanda said, moving to the pile of ropes and retrieving an armful. \"Why would you need to know that? Little boys don't need to know what's going to happen to them. Nope.\" \n\n\tWhile Robby and the father of the house watched on, Amanda rolled her son onto his tummy and started to bind his wrists together behind him, with elbows bent so they crossed up at his shoulder blades. Robby recognized the position as being very similar to the way his cuffs were snapped together when the cheetah had suspended him, and he was sure he saw it in the big book at SDY. It was obviously a very popular way of tying kits up, or at least a favorite of Danny's; if they were flexible enough to take it, Robby knew that it was very restricting.\n\n\tThe rope Amanda was using wasn't very thick. She easily tied off the wrists as they were, then looped the rope around each upper arm a few times, then around the entire torso... and then she used the same length of rope to cinch between the arms and the small body. Robby swallowed. There was no moving the arms in this position. \n\n\t\"Try to move your arms, brat,\" 'requested' Amanda, rubbing her son's ear. A few seconds of grunting and squirming later, Danny shook his head. \n\n\t\"Nope,\" he said simply. \n\n\t\"Alright, this is how we're going to do both your upper bodies!\" Amanda laughed and walked over to Robby. Within a few minutes, he too was bound exactly the same. Robby was semi-convinced he would've missed it if he blinked: Amanda was very fast and forceful.\n\n\tThe raccoon whimpered when he also tried to fight the ropes and found it wasn't going to happen. It felt very firm and squeezed softly on his torso.\n\n\tAmanda had now returned to Dan, letting her husband hold the raccoon boy. \n\n\t\"Now, here we go.\" Robby started to get suspicious. She seemed like she'd had a lot of practice. \n\n\tA knobbed, ribbed vibrator was picked out of the pile, and with a bizarre malevolent grin, Amanda applied what seemed like lubricant to it, and pressed it to Danny's backside, using one hand to hold his tail out of the way. Danny gasped in surprise when it slipped almost with no resistance into his anus; Rob could tell he had tried to stop it, but failed utterly.\n\n\tFinally, his mother tied his ankles together and pulled them upwards and towards his crossed wrists. Robby's eyes widened to dinner-plate level while the vixen tied the ankles to the forearms.\n\n\tThe fox kit too gasped, squirming a little as if something had surprised him. \"Oooh!\"\n\n\tSmiling at her hog-tied pup, Amanda pressed a little switch on the knobby, thick object under his tail and it started to vibrate slightly. Dan let out a soft cry. \"D-damn!\" he panted.\n\n\tPhil patted Robby's stomach and exchanged places with his wife, sitting next to the bound cub while Amanda grabbed the remnants of the rope and gear for use on the raccoon. \n\n\tAs before, it was so fast and precise. Another fancy device was slicked up and pressed into Robby's butt, and he instinctively whimpered and tried to tense the entire area up. It was large, thicker than what the raccoon was used to, which wasn't much at all, but despite this Amanda forced it right in there within a few seconds of trying. The raccoon writhed a bit as it pushed the muscular ring apart. \n\n\t\"Don't tense up,\" Amanda reminded him, actually repeating something he'd heard before in sex-ed before his mother tore him from there. \"In fact, push out as if you were going to the toilet.\" \n\n\tThe vibrator had a retaining groove, and soon that slipped in, letting Robby's own muscles easily hold it in place. In moments Robby knew what had elicited that gasp from his friend. The vibrator had been jammed right near his little prostate, and he felt the very muscles inside of him shiver... \n\n\t\"Feel it too, do you?\" Phil asked. He was stroking his own son's head, but watching Robby with interest.\n\n\tAmanda handed her husband the tube of lubricant and he set it down right in front of his boy's face; as he did so, he leaned over to grab something from a nearby plastic bin. \n\n\tDan's eyes widened. \"H-hey, wait a min-!\" he started to protest something, but all of a sudden his father was pressing a spongy ball-gag into his muzzle. \n\n\t\"Shh!\" he ordered his son. \"Here, let's take your mind off of tongue wagglin'.\" The gag was fastened, and then a thin leather muzzle was also wrapped around the kit's jaws and tightened. \n\n\t\"Mrrmmff!\" Danny wailed, trying to thresh about, but each futile movement made him shudder and eventually he had to lie still and inhale deeply through his nose. \n\n\tRobby suddenly caught the fresh scent of mint. The lubricant or something was flavored! \"Mmm,\" he said softly. \"That smells nice.\" \n\n\t\"Feels nice too,\" Phil said in a sing-song voice. \n\n\tAmanda jerked the gymnastic kit's legs upwards and tied him in exactly the same way as she had done to her son. Also like her son, Robby squealed loudly as she did. \n\n\t\"Oh crap!\" he whimpered as his ankles were firmly tied to his forearms, with but a few inches from the soles of his paws and his arms. The odd shaped vibrator had now been very firmly shoved up against his prostate as his body was bent backwards. When Amanda twisted the switch, he had no choice but to yelp as the sensations plowed straight into his sensitive spot.\n\n\t\"Alrighty,\" Amanda said, dusting her paws off. \"Honey, if you'd please gag this one? I want to get started on the other.\"\n\n\tOnce more the adults exchanged places, and Phil started laughing. \"You're very cruel, Amanda,\" he reprimanded as he passed by his wife.\n\n\t\"Oh, I know.\" \n\n\tIn short order, Robby was gagged too, and then both the kits were actually picked up and deposited in the middle of the room. Looking forwards, Robby could see both he and his closest friend bound and gagged in the mirror. \n\n\t\"Here, let's make it easier for you to look...\" said Phil. He rolled both boys onto their sides so they were facing one another, but then he repositioned them slightly so they could only look at each other in the mirror. Their knees were almost touching. \n\n\tThe grown male leaned over Robby and made a soft cooing noise. \"Aww!\" he said, reaching out and tweaking the boy's penis. \"Lookit, mom! He's getting stiffer and stiffer!\" \n\n\t\"Of course!\" Amanda laughed, sitting behind her son and lightly rubbing up and down his exposed side, running through the silky fur sensually. Soon she curled a finger around the kit's dick and started to very slowly tweak it. \"Try to not get an erection like this.\"\n\n\t\"Aw, it's so small,\" Phil teased, gently stroking Robby's. \"But all little boys have little dicks. I think it's kind of cute!\" He laughed heartily. \"Only kidding, Robby. It's a good size, actually.\"\n\n\tAmanda snickered and picked up the TV remote. The little screen flickered to life, but she discarded the remote. The fox kit she was idly masturbating started to complain and whimper. \"Aww, what's the matter, brat?\" she said, her eyes sparkling. \"You're feeling it already? Or are you just worried cause you know it's coming? There's nothing you can do, so just sit there and get ready for it.\" \n\n\tRobby's eyes narrowed and he looked worriedly at the reflection of the kit and his mother. What was she talking about? \n\n\tBefore he could think on it again, another wave of pleasure shuddered throughout his body, and he groaned loudly. Holy heck! In this position... he'd never felt anything so strongly on his young prostate! It was almost indescribable. It was also very hard to bear, very powerful; and he was fast approaching orgasm.\n\n\tHis butt felt a little warm, but he disregarded it. It was probably warmth from the knobby vibrator. \n\n\tPhil sped up a little, looking intently at the 'coon cub's groin. \"Mmm, soft skin!\" he said, rolling the member in his paw. \n\n\tRobby shuddered. This felt great! He couldn't move a thing aside from his fingers, head and toes, and struggling against the binds felt kind of cool.\n\n\tOff to his side, however, Danny squealed and started to thrash about, his eyes looking a bit wild. He tried to buck and squirm, but there was none of that happening; the hog-tie was far too restricting, all he could do was wriggle his muscles uselessly and buck right into his mother's cool, fiddling paw. \n\n\tAmanda laughed and stroked her son's head. \"Aaaand there it is!\" she said tauntingly. \"You remember this, don't you, little brat? You really want it to stop, don't you? But you can't. You just have to lie there and suffer it while we make you and your boyfriend cum over and over and over even though you're all burning up inside!\"\n\n\tRobby blinked, forcing his thoughts out of the pleasure-fog that was swamping his mind and making his body shake. What was that?! What had just happened? \n\n\tThen he felt it too. A fire seemed to blossom inside his butt; one that spread from deep within him to even the soft, sensitive flesh on the outside, the ring around the vibrator's retaining groove. It suddenly got very hot... and it kept getting hotter.\n\n\t\"Myyeeeeh!!\" he wailed, also trying to thresh about. But he had no better luck than Danny. \n\n\tPhil sped up the pumping on the long, thin penis in his paw. \"Oooh, like I said, she's cruel sometimes,\" he apologized to the young raccoon. \"Don't worry though, you won't get hurt from this or anything. But think about how nice and helpless you are, Robby! You're at my mercy, and I'm not gonna let you go. I want to see you squirm and whimper and everything else too. We're only getting started.\"\n\n\tRobby heard Amanda from over beside the bound fox boy. She sounded excited herself. \"Oh yes,\" she said huskily. \"We're going to have a lot of fun tonight, I promise. But don't get ahead of yourself and start thinking about when it's going to end...\" she hovered over her own son's face, delighting in his anguished expression. \"Because we really haven't started yet.\"\n\n[b]To be continued...[/b]\n\n\t\n\n\tIn the staff room of SDY, most of the staff were on break and had slipped into the room- which was more or less just the kitchen- to have a cup of something and get their breath back. \n\n\t\"Buh,\" Kaden said, lifting up his mug and practically inhaling the coffee within. \"This job can be pretty damn exhausting.\" \n\n\tJenny grinned at him and also raised her mug. \"Topping for a dozen different cubs a day is more tiring than you'd think,\" she admitted. \"It certainly takes a lot out of them too, but swinging a whip fifty times an hour is tough too.\" She paused. \"I'm being figurative obviously.\" \n\n\tNiall was sitting in the corner atop the countertop, drinking what appeared to be orange juice. The scarred coyote would've gone unnoticed by the other staff-room occupants had he not occasionally spoken up. He grunted sourly. \"In my case, you wouldn't be.\" \n\n\tDavid and Sarafina joined them, chatting animatedly as they walked in from the den room. Jenny and Kaden shared a significant glance but said nothing. \n\n\t\"They're really taking off, Sarrie,\" David was insisting, gesturing over his shoulder. \"Jeremy started one hell of a trend.\" \n\n\tThe savannah shrugged. \"I guess so, but you'll need to show it to me properly.\" \n\n\tKaden frowned. \"What are you arguing about?\" he enquired, folding his arms. \n\n\t\"Nothing,\" replied the young wolf, clicking the plastic kettle on. \"Sarrie is just a bit curious about the new toys I got a few days back.\" \n\n\t\"Which ones? The humblers?\" \n\n\t\"Those are the ones.\" \n\n\t\"What's to get confused about?\"\n\n\tDavid laughed. \"Sarrie's convinced that it won't work on some of the boys, because their balls haven't dropped, more or less.\" \n\n\tJenny shook her head. \"It worked very well on Jeremy, and he's only nine.\" \n\n\t\"Are you sure?\" Sarafina demanded. \"I wouldn't want them to just pull out of it. Or have to work too hard to secure it in the first place. It's embarrassing in either case and can mess up the mood.\" \n\n\tKaden cleared his throat. \"David bought a few different sizes, and you'll be real surprised at how small that hole in the middle can be and how well they reach in. The smaller sizes can snag just about pair of nuts in the building easily.\"\n\n\tDavid nodded. \"See? Also, if you look closely on the sides, you can push these little knob-things and rubber inserts come from the sides to make it even tighter. I got these custom built for kits, remember.\" \n\n\tSarafina looked a little unconvinced still. \n\n\tSo the cheetah snickered. \"Don't worry, Sarrie,\" he told her, slurping again at his coffee. \"There's gonna be some boys here that'll be too small, I guess, but most of the kits here are twelve or thirteen. You'd rarely need to use the smaller size, let alone find a kid you can't get with them.\" \n\n\tDavid was nodding. \"Told ya,\" he ribbed. \"Besides, even at about the minimum age, they're usually easy enough to grab. You'll be really shocked at how easy it is to get at them when their legs are really bent and their butts are in the air. Or if you pull on them a bit; or even if you just get them a little horny, it can drop a bit for you.\"\n\n\tJenny grinned. \"And trust me, Jeremy always tries to get out of whatever's holding him. I got a good look, as did Kaden. He was going nowhere, and his scrotum is pretty tight too.\"\n\n\tFrom the corner, Niall laughed. \"What a wonderful conversation,\" he rasped. \"We were just saying how tiring the job is, but I don't think anyone here can ever get tired of it.\"\n\n\tSarafina smiled. \"I guess not. It's why we're here after all.\" \n\n\t\"Oh, and Jen's right,\" the coyote nodded at the business-like mouse. \"Jeremy doesn't accept any half-assed bondo. If he wasn't getting out, it's because he knew he couldn't.\"\n\n\tThe question came at David before he could divert the subject. \"So how is Jeremy anyway?\" Kaden asked, sounding a little wary. \"We haven't heard from him yet, have we?\"\n\n\t\"No,\" replied David, his tone even. \"Though his brothers have both been here today. Something's wrong, but they don't know what. I spoke with Jason, but all he had for me was the usual story... Jeremy is being beaten around like a pinata at a baseball player's bachelor party.\"\n\n\tSarafina frowned. \"I got some more information from Julian,\" she announced, moving unthinkingly to make coffee for both herself and David. \"Jeremy is being shut in with his mother, and that's worrying. More than worrying.\" \n\n\t\"She probably wants to keep him from getting people suspicious,\" Kaden proffered. \"You know, stop him telling people, or letting them see his battle-scars if you know what I mean.\" \n\n\t\"Ugh, don't say that.\" The wolf shuddered. \"A good way to keep him from telling people is to kill him, and that's anything but outside the realm of possibility.\" \n\n\tNiall grunted again and raised his scarred face. \"Not likely,\" he told them reasonably. \"Killing the kit runs the risk of drawing attention. Whatever she's doing to him has nothing to do with ending his life. She's a psycho, but not stupid. Those are two different things.\"\n\n\t\"You've made me feel so much better, Niall. I think.\" David accepted his coffee and drank deep. \"Ooh, yeah.\" \n\n\tThe young cheetah drained his cup and placed it in the sink. \"So, what else is on the shopping list, Dave? I really love the humblers.\" \n\n\tJenny smiled at him warmly. \"You would,\" she said. \"You're the one putting all the kits in them, aren't you? Right down your alley.\" \n\n\t\"Actually, it's up theirs...\" Kaden paused and then flushed. \"Sorry, that was a crap joke.\"\n\n\t\"We've got some more stuff ordered,\" David replied. \"But not too much. Business is growing now, but I don't want to get ahead of myself. We've still got to make some kind of profit, and I don't want to blow tons of money on toys only for business to die down, or nobody to like them.\" \n\n\tKaden nodded and grinned. \"Speaking of new business, you know the 'coon boy that Danny brought here?\" \n\n\tSarafina looked a bit dreamy. \"Oh yes. Love his paws.\" \n\n\t\"And the rest of him, here. Well, he and Danny are getting together today.\"\n\n\tDavid grinned happily and nodded. \"I knew they could do it.\" He laughed. \"Oh, and Aria came back today, Jenny.\"\n\n\tWith a sigh, the mouse rolled her eyes. \"I knew she would. She's a tough girl, Dave. I knew she was tough enough to not only take what I threw at her, but love it too.\"\n\n\t\"Indeed,\" Sarafina added quietly. \"She took quite a bit when I had my paws on her. Seemed like she liked it too. I think you're off the hook tonight, David; she's exhausted beyond belief. Was lying on the couch in the room when I left.\" \n\n\tJenny smirked at the wolf. \"Don't be too sure about that, Sarrie. She's a young kit.\" \n\n\tWith a crow of delight, Kaden clapped his paws together. \"See, guys?\" he said cheerily. \"It's really all good news today.\"\n\n\tDavid inclined his head at the cheetah. \"I guess so, man,\" he admitted. \"Why worry at what we can't do anything about, I guess.\" \n\n\t\n\n\tJeremy did as he was told, hoping it would make things a lot less unpleasant in the study - a place he had never been invited into before. It was certainly not a place he wanted to be, ever.\n\n\tIn a dead voice, he spoke into the recorder, and signed the document where she told him to. He didn't put much heart into it all, but she didn't seem to mind.\n\n\tShe put everything in a manila folder, not meeting his eyes. Not that she could if she wanted to: he was staring determinedly at his own paws. At least they were things he could control. Things he was in charge of.\n\n\tAt least he didn't have to look at her if he was looking at them.\n\n\tSuddenly, he felt her strong grip on his shoulders and he gasped in pain. \"Look at me,\" she ordered him coldly. \n\n\tReluctantly, he raised his eyes. He wasn't foolish enough to speak, however. \n\n\t\"Alright. Do you understand?\" she demanded, her voice concealing a horrible threat. \"What you have to do?\" \n\n\t\"Y-yes,\" Jeremy answered in a small voice. \n\n\t\"And you know what'll happen if you don't do as you're told.\"\n\n\tHe nodded. \n\n\t\"Why?\" \n\n\tJeremy swallowed. \"Because... b-because I'm a bad boy and don't learn my lesson when you do it to m-me,\" he whispered, his voice as delicate as ossified spider webs. \n\n\t\"Right. If you don't do as you're told, you're going to watch when I make him pay for your bullshit.\" She straightened and looked at him for a long moment, a smile on her face. \"You fucking wretch. I can't believe you. It's all your fault that I have to do this.\"\n\n\tJeremy tensed. That had been the warning. \n\n\tShe grabbed a picture frame from her desk and swung it sideways at his face. The resounding crack was probably audible next door, and Jeremy's sight went a brilliant white, then an impenetrable black. He was somewhat aware that he had reeled backwards and fell, but by the time he was truly there again, he had been dragged into the corridor and the door had been slammed shut dangerously near his skull.\n\n\tThe stunned arctic tried to sit up, but his head was still swimming. He worried for a moment if he'd been paralyzed when he couldn't make himself move. \n\n\tThe irony wasn't lost on him. The picture frame she'd struck him with... he wasn't sure, but it was either a picture of Julian or of...\n\n\tThere was no choice. He had to do what he'd done. If he hadn't fucked up and told people whose business it was none of... he shouldn't have involved David, or Aria, or any of the others. It was his fault. Everyone else was going to have bad things happen to them because of what he did.\n\n\tNow he didn't feel anything. No regret. No fear. No sadness. Just nothing. \n\n\tHis heart was still beating, but [i]she [/i]had finally killed him.\n[b]\nCopyright KichigaiKitsune 2009 -2021 and beyond\n\nUnfinished story posted here for the purposes of archiving.\n[/b]\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Salon Du Yiff!


DISCLAIMER:  As the author of this fictional tale, I must enforce the fact that the characters are not humans and the world of SDY is a fictional construct, a fantasy world very different from our own. I do not condone the sexual or "BDSM" related activities portrayed in this document (or any other) being applied to human minors. The "kits" (furry children) in this document also may not behave or react the way a human child in the real world would to these concepts. Once again: I unequivocally do not condone the sexual or "BDSM" related activities portrayed in this fictional document being applied to human minors in 'real-life'.

Foreword - 2021:

\tThis story was originally published online over ten years ago, as a side-project. Previously, part 1 was uploaded to my new haunting grounds around 2016, but the second part (which would have been chapter 3 originally) was conspicuously missing.

I'm uploading it now in its current state with very minimal improvements, but I have to stress that Salon du Yiff is not representative of my writing today. A lot has changed, and I grew up, as a person and author, in the long time between starting this story and now. The narration is bloviating and prolix, and clumsy in general, and many little things make me roll my eyes now. Heck, I hate the word "yiff." Regardless, I have a fondness for SdY, and apparently quite a few others do too. So here it is. I hope to return and finish this story at some time, or in some form. But I don't know when.

While you can still enjoy this story for its plot and erotic scenes, here is a warning: this story is not finished, and there are no plans to finish it in the immediate future. It is presented here by request of some of my oldest fans, and is preserved as much as possible, even the old terrible, embarassing disclaimer and original foreward.

\tNote: contains cubs, bondage and some moderate weirdness, but you will find no watersports, scat... basically nothing really weird. Also, as with my other stories, consider all expressed political opinions to belong to the characters that express them, or the character from whose perspective the narration is speaking; it's been over a decade since I wrote this, and I don't need political debates sparking up about things I may not necessarily believe any more, and may never even have.

Part II

Original Foreword:

SDY part two. Finally!

The focus of SDY has changed a little as the characters grew in my mind; this happens a lot with me, turning what was supposed to be cute short story into a full blown epic of epic proportions of epicness. With added epic. Only not so epic.

This installment is much larger than the previous one, which isn't surprising at all.  There's a lot more sexual content, with more diversity in the activities performed by the characters. In this story I tried to include more "true" BDSM, especially S/M, because that topic seems to be extremely misrepresented on CC; most depictions of it are outright pathologically sadistic or the topic is avoided like the plague by the gentler writers. Virtually no one portrays it the way it's done 99.999% of the time in reality, seemingly because few seem to really know or care.

S/M was barely touched on in the first installation. It was just implied that certain characters adored it to extremes. I wanted to give a more moderate, favorable introduction to the topic. It's also important to know (as someone reading my work) that much of this is pure imagination; while I do consult people with real experience, my experiences with BDSM ("Bondage/Discipline, Dominance/Submission, Sadism/Masochism") are limited, therefore it's entirely possible that despite my best efforts the poses, mental processes and torments the characters are subjected to are unrealistic or improbable. I tried to keep it realistic without compromising entertainment value, too. Hopefully my imagination doesn't fail me.

So let's get the show on the road.

{2021 comment: I didn't know shit about BDSM. Still, I stand by this to some degree; I totally did it more justice than most internet stories out there, and Twilight can fuck right off. That's only tangentially related.)

***

David lay on the couch watching the television. Or so it appeared. In truth, the wolf's eyes were glazed and his ears listened, yet his brain comprehended just about none of what they picked up.

Some brain-dead kangaroo with big teeth and a vapid expression was chatting with an equally deranged-appearing cheetah about a new super-improved floor mop, with twice the squishiness of ordinary brands of mops, or some trash like that. David was literally bored into insensibility by the junk they came up with to flog off on mid-day T.V.

In his arms, his small chest rising and falling rhythmically, was a skinny, white-furred arctic fox. His ears flopped adorably down over his eyes, along with the drape of fringe that shaded his eyes from the glare of the TV and the bright overhead light.

David lifted a paw up and lightly brushed the kit's ear, allowing his claw to just brush the pinkish skin inside. The ear twitched away and flopped back down.

The TV's volume was all the way down, but its high-pitched whine, coupled with the ambient noise of the ceiling-mounted halogens, were the only sounds in the room. A constant "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!" A relentless pressure on both his eardrum and brain, but he didn't dare move to turn it off, not with the exhausted Jeremy in his paws. Even if he wanted to try getting up without disturbing the kit, it would be impossible; the youngster had twined his legs around David's and crossed his paws at the ankles, as if worried David would try to do exactly that.

He groaned inwardly and forced himself to settle his attention back on the silently droning kangaroo. He reflected on the fact that, had he met this girl in real life, he'd probably reach for the nearest remote control and frenetically try to mute her. If that didn't miraculously stop her incessant praise for her mop, he'd resort to belting her on the head with the remote. Hard.

.... Dammit, why the heck was he cursed with such good lip-reading skills, too?

And damn that infernal, incessant "Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"

 

Robby groaned when the matronly cat with emerald eyes unhitched him from the metal frame, and his knees buckled, dropping him to the floor. Within a second, Danny was helping him back up, chortling playfully.

"Are you okay?" he asked, managing to inject some sincerity into his voice.

"It still tingles!" the raccoon muttered tremulously.

"It's because of that cream," Danny explained, nuzzling the bandit-striped face close to his. "It's cruel, isn't it?"

Sarafina stepped over and firmly placed the fox's arms behind his back, padlocking them together at the wrists.

"Your turn, Robby," she said, winking mischievously at the raccoon.

Robby stared blankly at her. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"You get to do things to Danny here." Sarafina's voice had a wonderful musical lilt to it, but she still managed to send a chill deep into the boys' bones. Nonetheless, she was kindly and confident, and Robby warmed to her almost instantly. "What would you like to do now?"

The raccoon narrowed his eyes and he was silent for a few seconds. He did kind of want some revenge, he supposed. "Have you got," he finally asked, smiling cheekily, "a table or something? A bed? Something to tie him down on. I want him comfy."

"Naturally. This way, kits." Sarafina tugged their leashes in the direction of the door they'd entered from. As they obediently followed behind the matronly feline, Robby studiously avoided eye contact from his boyfriend, who appeared to be whimpering silently...

A squishy "bliq!" sound registered in David's infomercial-numb mind. That sound you hear when someone opens and closes their eyes a few times and the squishy goop in their eyes sticks together.

He looked down at the little kit in his arms; he was awake now, evidenced by both his breathing pattern and the fact his eyes were open. David lightly scratched the boy's concave belly and nosed gently at his ears. "Awake now?"

Jeremy made a weak sound in the affirmative. He shifted around and scooted upwards, allowing the grown-up more access to his tummy; he nuzzled at the gray tree-trunk of a neck. He was cripplingly shy, but Jeremy was quite capable of demonstrating affection now and then.

"Feeling better?"

"Yes, thanks," Jeremy murmured, closing his eyes again. Then he stiffened and let out an anxious gasp. "What's the time?" he asked.

"Eleven thirty, Jeremy," the adult wolf said in a calming voice. "It's not late enough for you to worry. Not even close."

The kit sighed in bittersweet ambivalence. "I don't want to go home," he said, staring owlishly at the roof. "I want to stay here all night. Forever."

"So why don't you? You know you can."

"My mom doesn't want me coming here," the fox-boy admitted tremulously. "She thinks my brothers and I went to a friend's house."

David saw problems with that straight away. Most siblings with as many years between them as the Amison trio don't share the same friends; even in the Salon, the trio would split up quite often. Even though they were close and vehemently protective of one another, the likelihood of three brothers so far apart in terms of age sharing one singular friend was not very high. Certainly not impossible, but it wasn't the best cover story.

"Why doesn't she want you coming here?"

"She thinks it's disgusting that we come to a place like this," the fox-pup breathed. "That it's wrong. That God says it's an abomination.

David lowered his muzzle to the kit's ear. "I have a different theory," he said gently. "I think your mother is just looking for something to hurt you with. It's an excuse to control you and make you feel terrible. Because I remember you once telling me she hit you over getting the wrong kind of ice cream from the store; for your brother, with your own money. That she called you a worthless idiot because you only got 15/20 for a spelling test. I know that she picks on you far more than your brothers."

Jeremy's eyes stung and his lower lip trembled. "I... don't wanna think about that."

"Then why do you keep coming back here? Do you blame yourself when she calls you those things? Do you think you deserve it when your mother, a fully grown vixen, punches you, a nine year old pup, in the face?" David hugged the little kit tightly. "You're wrong if you do."

Silence.

"Where does your dad fit into all this, Jeremy?" David asked suddenly. He'd never asked that before, he realized.

Jeremy seemed to die. His body went limp and all expression went out of his face. "I don't have a dad," he said tonelessly, a great emptiness in his eyes; a void wherefrom a thousand terrible memories poured.

"I see..." Actually, David was now more baffled about the Amisons than he ever was before.

The kit's face adopted a curious expression. "You know what?" he said, more fervent than before. "I take that back!"

"How come?"

"I think I have a dad." He looked directly into the dark eyes of the twenty-three year old he was nestled warmly against. "You. God made you like my dad, and my brother and a friend! All at once."  

The wolf chortled, allowing the cub to enthusiastically snuggle his chest. That was one heck of a role to fill.

'God,' he'd said. David remembered the kit wearing a cross occasionally; a golden one suspended by a delicate, gossamer silver chain that he rarely took off even when he was being tortured. A few months back, David had stopped seeing it around his neck.

"Jeremy?" he asked, deciding that it was a question worth asking. "Didn't you used to wear a cross?"

The mass of white fluff lay on his back and nodded. "We'd all go to church on a Sunday. But she started caring less and less about it since I was about six. We stopped going when dad..." Jeremy brushed one of his pure-white locks from his eye. "I like God," the kit said firmly. "Wherever I am, whenever I'm alone, He cares about me. When no one else does, He loves me. But when mom started hurting us more, and there was nothing I could do... I thought He didn't care."

"And now?"

"Now I think the only way I could've met someone like you is if God made it happen!" Jeremy nibbled on a nearby finger playfully.

David chose not to speak. Losing faith in someone or something was like having a dagger plunged into your heart, especially to a child. Although David himself was no Christian, and he certainly had no faith in determinism and fatalism, he knew the value of faith. A fur needed something positive to believe in, even if it's just themselves alone, and a kit like Jeremy had few constants for him to have faith in: like the constant beatings his mother administered. He could quite confidently have faith in the existence of those...

"Jeremy," the wolf said cautiously. "If I were to say that I'm considering telling the police about the way your mother hurts you, what would you say?"

"No!" the kit said, tensing like someone had fried him with a million volts. His tiny, sharp claws dug painfully into the wolf's arms. "Don't!"  

David fought the impulse to wince; the youngster's claws were needle sharp, needing a major trim. "Why do you say that?"

"They'll take us away!" he said in a shrill whisper. "They'll take away my brothers! That's so much worse than anything my mother does! Anything!!" He tensed all over, clutching the adult for dear life. "Please! Don't!"

The wolf extricated his arm from the kit's claws. "Alright," he said soothingly. "Alright. We'll talk about it later." He ruffled the kit's head-fur. It all sounded like a threat of his mother's but he believed it so strongly. "Tell me when you're ready to go play with those guys I mentioned earlier, or have you changed your mind?"

The arctic pup sighed an immense sigh of relief. "No."

Danny was breathing hard, excited.

The African cat was strapping him onto a table. It was adjustable, standing currently at three and a half feet off the ground, similar to the chairs at the dentist, only straighter, so you were lying down as opposed to just slightly reclined. It was cushioned, a soft, comfy 'bed' covered in a synthetic material... and it was perfectly designed for restraining a kit.

Sarafina stepped back and admired the cute, lithe kit, all four limbs immobile, lying on the restraining table. The table was fitted with a sort of memory cloth common on chiropractic beds and pillows; after about ten minutes, it would match the occupant's spinal shape and the kit's head would sink into a comfortable recession, made by his or her own body warmth and pressure. This chair looked simple, but it cost more money than these kits had ever seen.

"I really should stick around and supervise," Sarafina mused aloud, "but I have left another kit in the Dungeon, so I'll have to leave it up to you." She scratched the raccoon's ears. "You're a newcomer, but I think you're responsible enough. If you love your boyfriend there and make sure you follow the rules, you should be okay."

"What are the rules, miss?" the raccoon enquired.

"Don't hurt him, and if he's terrified, stop," she shrugged. "Use your judgement. I'll be back in five minutes to make sure you don't to anything lethal to him. Come get someone if you have any problems."

She bustled out the door, leaving the excited Danny strapped to a table and a raccoon sporting a grin alone with him.

Robby hovered over the restrained fox, letting his eyes wander over every visible patch of fur. He hesitated for a bit on the taut tummy. He let a paw lie on it. He was silently impressed, as usual, at his friend's form; ever since he'd known Danny, he'd had extremely good muscle tone for such a young kit. Rubbing the area softly, he could feel the sinuous muscles underneath the fox's lush fur.

It was true that Robby hadn't done much in recent years, but his mother's wishes to the contrary meant nothing. He still wanted Danny. He knew what the feeling he got when he was looking at an attractive other boy was called. He knew what it could lead to and he wanted it.

"R-robby," the fox stammered. "Don't go too crazy..."

Robby ignored him. "Y'know," he taunted, "I wanna strap your waist down, too, but I wouldn't be able to look at your cute tummy then..." He stared at the fox's belly. Danny wriggled and squirmed as if the mere touch of Danny's eyes was the most ticklish thing he'd ever felt.

Now that was an idea...

Jeremy had gone to the toilet, leaving David alone for probably the first time since he'd gotten here this morning. He didn't remember. There was only a few kits here this early, but most of them demanded time in some way.

He stood, stretching his muscles, sore from having to lie in one position for two hours with a weary kit in his arms, and advanced on the kitchen; he was truly starved, now.

\t"Fooood..." he groaned loudly. He hadn't really eaten what you could call a breakfast; for a wolf in his early twenties, a piece of salami doesn't quite cut it in the mornings. David wasn't intent on the prospect of continuing to run on empty for much longer.

\tHe paused at the entrance to the kitchen and blinked. The cloakroom, a medium-sized walk-in wardrobe in the staff-only section of the kitchen ante-chamber, was open, its varnished oak door ajar; he'd left it open earlier when he'd bunged the Amisons' clothes in. He'd have to take their clothes to their locker soon.

\t"That was dense of me," he breathed, relieved he was the first person to notice it. He ambled over to it to close and lock it, when something snatched at his attention.

\tHis lupine eyes clicked down, locking onto a small yellow notebook on the tiles. Curious, David knelt and lifted it up to examine.

\tHe flipped the first page over and started. It wasn't a notebook, rather some kit's diary. The writing was neat for a kit, especially a boy, slanting slightly to the left and tightly packed onto lines barely a fifth of an inch wide.

\tDavid nibbled his lower lip and set his features in a frown. Evidently, the diary belonged to a compulsively neat, left-handed kit, judging by the handwriting, which effectively narrowed down the prospective owners. David turned the page, searching in vain for a name or some other hint at the identity of the owner of the diary.

\tThe more he studied the handwriting, the more convinced he became that, by sheer coincidence, he was holding Jeremy Amison's diary in his paws... little things, like the neatness, the drive to keep between the lines, as well as the fact that Jeremy was left handed. None of his brothers were and there were very few kits here right now.

\tDavid couldn't bring himself to read very much, so he just glanced over a few pages- after all, a kit's diary is supposedly sacrosanct and safe from adults- more for confirmation than any curiosity. His eyes alit on what seemed to be a verse, or poem of some kind... he squinted at the worryingly tidy words... it was a poem, written in simple meter, like a child's limerick.  

\tHe read it. The rhythm and cadence was cute, written most certainly in the template of a limerick, sort of like the silly sing-songs you'd see kits jumping the rope while singing. But there was nothing charming about the subject; the images it conjured, the possibilities it raised...

\tThe wolf suddenly felt inexplicably sick. He flipped the notebook closed and stared blearily at the yellow front.

\tHe should be worried, concerned. Maybe angry. Perhaps indignant. But instead, he had subconsciously suppressed those emotions... and they had immediately festered and manifested themselves as a queasy void in his stomach. He was quite literally sick with rage.

\tHe reached out and took a hold of Jeremy Amison's shorts, slipped the diary into his front pocket without even caring if that was where it came from originally, and backed away, closing the door. He locked it with a clunk and turned to head back to business.

\tDavid would try for food again later.

\tHe had just lost his appetite.

\tThe rhyme had been about not being able to sleep because the writer was scared of being abused. It was not cheerful material.

\t"So when?" Diane asked suddenly.

\tAria started, looking at her sister over the piece of cake she was a second away from stuffing in her muzzle. "What?"

\t"When are you going to that place?"

\t"Today. I wanna see why you like it so much."

\t"Really?"

\tThe birthday party was winding down. If it had even been wound up in the first place; most of Aria's friends were unable to attend, so Aria's tenth was a rather dull affair, without much present or pep. Aria knew that her parents planned to have another party in a week or so, with all of her friends invited, and that this party was mostly for the relatives.

\tThe group was sat at a large table, eating themselves into insensibility. Aria and Diane were seated opposite, with the former staring intently at her discount member's card for Salon Du Yiff.

\t"Uh-huh," replied Aria, putting down the card and reaching for some potato chips. "There are kits in my class at school who've been going to this place since last year. I'm late."

\t"Ah, I see." The elder mouse sniggered silently and pushed the plate of barbecue chips closer to her sister. "In that case, I'll come with you."

\tAria forcibly suppressed a whoop of joy; that was what she'd hoped for! She could take advantage of her sister's experience. "Okay!" she piped, smiling.

\t"Girls," their mother chided, reaching over and bearing the plate of chips away, "quit eating junk. A tummy wouldn't suit either of you."

\t"Yes, mom." Aria didn't care anyway... she'd already purloined a handful and was munching them presently.

\t"Diane?" The kindly mouse in her thirties laid a loving paw on her daughter's shoulder. "When will you two be going to that place?"

\tThe mouse-girl shrugged and brushed her long strawberry blonde hair from her eyes when it slipped over her slender shoulders. "Whenever Aria decides to go. I've got nothing better to do all day."

\t"Well, wait until the party's over, get that 'brochure' they gave you with that card, and thrash out with Aria what she's going to do..." she paused. "I can trust you to make sure she isn't put in danger or hurt or anything, right?"

\t"Naturally," Diane replied coolly. "No more than she wants."

\tAria chimed in. "They do what you want, more or less, right?"

\tDiane nodded. "You tell them what you want done; there's more to it than that, but you'll understand better when you get to read the brochure."

\t"So don't worry mom!" the birthday girl reassured her mother with a charming grin, displaying her mousey buck teeth. "I'm not the least bit interested in whips, needles and all that stuff!"

\t"Don't be too sure of that..." remarked Diane, a mystifying little smile on her face.

\t"Why...?" Aria eyed her older sis charily.

\t"Never mind."

\tRobby had slowly worked his paw down to his restrained boyfriend's foot, enjoying the growing look of apprehension on the fox's face. He smiled and began to caress the lithe leg. "So, Danny..." he began, forcing his voice to keep from shaking with excitement - he was suddenly so glad he came here today!! This was a lot of fun.

\t"H-huh?" stammered the fox, inadvertently tensing his stomach and pulling on his bonds.

\t"I know we've never gotten my mom to let me stay at your house before," the raccoon continued, beating a smile away. "But what would you do if I said I was thinking about trying again?" He enclosed the soft fox paw in his grasp.

\t"A-again?" Danny swallowed, hoping his tormentor wouldn't notice that he was worried about the possibility of a paw-tickle attack... "I'd love you!"

\t"So, you want me to?"

\t"You bet!"

\t"What would we do at your place?"

\tDanny blinked. "Huh?"

\tThe raccoon drew a tickling claw up the muscular surface of the fox's tummy, and the tied Danny yipped in surprise. "More importantly, what would you do for me to make it worth my effort?" Robby intoned, sliding another equally ticklish claw across, barely letting his nails touch the furry surface. "Well? You'd better be convincing and interesting, Danny, if you want me to stop tickling you..."

\t"Oh man!" Danny chortled, writhing under a sudden and vicious assault on his belly. What he said next started out like the beginning of "Stop", but it trailed into some kind of keening screech. "Roobbyyyy!!" he cried shrilly.

\t"Well?" The raccoon paused.

\t"I-I dunno!" Even as he said it, Danny knew it was the wrong answer. The wrong answer by a mile and a half.

\tThe claws gently slid down the sides of his chest this time, the extremely sensitive area under the arms, and the resultant screech was astonishing - he was glad to get his own back for the earlier treatment.

\tDanny tried to force something past his giggles, but Robby didn't give him much time.

\t"I'm waiting," the raccoon said in a pseudo-cold tone, tweaking Danny's 'outtie' navel that protruded just slightly from his flat stomach. Even that unimpressive act was ticklish enough to set the fox to wriggling futilely on the table. "Oh, why didn't I do this to you before?" Robby's voice was chirpy. "C'mon, Danny! What will we do?"

\tDanny blurted, "We'd cuddle at night!" in between his laughter.

\t"Oh come on," Robby admonished, wriggling his fingers all over the proffered taut belly. "We'll be doing plenty of that all day."

\t"Aaaiiee! Okay! We'll kiss and cuddle... all day and night!" Dan was definitely trying to provoke his tormentor.

\t"That's not enough, not for me!" The ten-fingered assail on the fluffy white belly elicited the most violent response yet. Robby pressed in firmly, scrabbling torturously around the muscular tummy to the sides of the bound fox boy's ribs. Danny shrieked and jerked at his bonds, thrashing around wildly.

\t"WAAAAH!" he keened, trying in vain to wriggle away from those detestable fingers. Tears welled in his eyes. "Alright! Okay!" his voice was stretched, tenuous on its highest register. "I'll suck you! Under the covers, in the shower, wherever you want me to!"

\t"We're getting there..." Danny didn't relent however. "What else?"

\t"Yeeeehh!!"

\t"Really? Oh, golly, I never thought you'd do that..."

\t"Robby, I am so gonna tie you down and make you beg for mercy as I suck your brain right out of your dick for this!" Danny said fervently, trying to make a threatening face despite the overwhelming urge to scream and laugh; he didn't manage, his face looking more contorted than the contents of a lava lamp. He burst out laughing; what an interesting threat!

\tThe raccoon ceased, instead opting to rub and stroke his friend's chest and tummy. "I guess that's good enough," he chortled, a mischievous gleam in his eye.

\tDanny stared at him for a second, until his muzzle split into a giant grin...

\t"For now."

\t"What are you doing in here?" Sarafina demanded abruptly.

\tDavid jumped and nearly collapsed backwards from the pantry. "Waah!"

\t"I love doing that."

\t"Christ!" David cried hoarsely. "Find a new hobby; one that doesn't shave off decades of my life expectancy, if you please..."

\tSarafina chuckled indulgently and opened the fridge. "Looking for something to eat?"

\t"No." David resumed his scouring of the cupboard. "I was hungry until about a minute ago. I came back here to find a pen."

\t"In the pantry?"

\t"That's were I keep the spares. You know that."

\t"I still find it amusing."

\tDavid chortled. "I love you, Sarafina!"

\t"I know. Good of you to point it out though."

\t"Hmm... I can't find any of my pens..."

\tSarafina nodded and pulled a bottle of blackcurrant juice out of the fridge. "I moved them. They're in your study."

\t"Why didn't you tell me?" There was but a note of frustration.

\t"I forgot."

\tThe wolf shook his head and flattened his ears, releasing a long-suffering sigh. "You do this to me on purpose, don't you?"

\t"As I said, it's one of the things that keep me amused."

\t"You're easily amused, Sarrie." David smiled fondly at her and walked out the door.

\tSarafina smiled to herself and leaned on the counter, pouring a generous amount of blackcurrant juice into her cup. She had just begun to sip at it when her sensitive feline ears registered a sound so soft it quite nearly escaped her. She turned and saw a naked arctic fox, standing shyly in the doorway with the expression of someone wishing to ask a question.

\t"Yes, Jeremy?" she enquired, placing her cup on the counter.

\tThe little fox-boy padded forwards a few steps and smiled bashfully up at the cat. "Have you seen David, Sarrie?"

\t"Yes. He'll be back soon; he's just gone to get a pen for something."

\t"Okay."

\t"How are you feeling?"

\tJeremy flicked his pointed, refined ears in an equivalent to a shrug. "I'm alright now. It doesn't hurt anymore."

\t"That's good. Let's keep it that way, huh?" Sarafina quickly ran her eyes over the boy's frame. He gave no outward indications that he was still hurting, and the blood that had marred the splendid white of his fur was gone.

\tJeremy was a medium sized kit - as in, definitely not tall for his age, but not overly short either. His fur was so unutterably perfect he'd win a beauty contest hands-down... if he wasn't so skinny, that is. The fox-kit was barely a stage or two above emaciated; just enough meat on him to keep him from the danger zone, but it was doubtful he ate more than one or two hot meals a day.

Though they were all quite thin, it seemed like the mother denied Jeremy food more than the others. She certainly never let him take baths, as the only reason his fur was so splendid was because David and herself washed him in this very building.

\tJeremy was, obviously, a profoundly submissive boy, blessed with a wondrous pelt, lithe, cute body and the least combative nature imaginable. As far as anyone could tell, he was naturally submissive and humble in the first place, but after years of emotional and physical abuse from his mother, the pup had had every iota of his independence and assertiveness beaten away from him, so he was relying a lot on his brothers and the kindness of others. Yet he still pressed on, attending school and hiding his various scars for what he believed to be the sake of his brothers; he may not command it, but the boy deserved a lot of respect.

\tSarafina looked away and took her cup to her muzzle yet again. Although Salon Du Yiff hadn't any specific rules or anything like that restricting who could join up as a staff member, David had done all in his power to keep certain elements away from the collection of supplicant boys and girls. Not the cub-lovers- it was damn near impossible to figure out who they were from a crowd anyway- but the sadists, sociopaths and general nuts. It was not possible to work in a place like Salon Du Yiff and not develop any admiration for the young bodies that were paraded in front of you daily, so it wasn't that kind of people that were the problem.

\tAcquiring an admiration for their bodies was one thing, but Sarafina was perpetually amazed by the minds and hearts of the children. She wouldn't give up this job for the world.

\tJeremy padded a few steps closer to the adult cat. "U-umm..." He didn't know if he was allowed in the kitchen. "Can I have something to drink?"

\t"Would you like some juice?"

\t"Yes please."

\tSarafina wordlessly filled another cup, this one a small, green plastic one, and handed it to the kit.

\t"Thank you."

\tMeanwhile...

\tRobby drew a ticklish claw down his bound friend's thighs, winning a shrill squeak for it.

\t"Robby!" Danny exclaimed, uselessly wriggling. "Robby! Stop it!"

\t"Stop what?" The raccoon actually meant that. He was too absorbed in looking at the bound, lovely body in front of him.

\t"Tickling me!"

\t"What?" Robby looked at his fox-friend's deep eyes. "Nuh-uh. I haven't even gotten started yet. There's nothing to stop."

\t"But I already told you what I'd do!" Danny whined, pleading.

\t"That was back then. I'm just tickling you for the sake of it now." Robby wasn't a natural dominant, but by god was he enjoying this. Danny looked really neat all tied down like that and forcing him to laugh only made it better.

\tThat tickling-claw came to rest on the sensitive paw-pads of the tied fox... and his eyes shot wide.

\t"R-robby, please, no!" But even as he spoke, his paws wriggled invitingly as if by reflex.

\tThe raccoon sniggered and examined the paw. It and its partner were firmly affixed to the table, held down by very tight straps that utterly eliminated any possible movement; Danny's paws were going to have to just take it, because there was no way they could wriggle away...

\tSo Robby moved his claw, the sensation searing across the sensitive, pink pad. Danny yelped and tried to jerk his paws away, but the straps held his paws exactly where his boyfriend wanted them.

\tAnother few tickles and the fox was virtually convulsing, a few thin tears streaming down his muzzle. His paws were pulling and jerking at the straps ineffectually.

\tRobby allowed a smile to form on his muzzle. Tickling someone so they wriggled and begged was somewhat interesting. But what was really interesting was what was happening between the fox's legs. As Robby tickled him, the fox's little soldier decided to come to attention, slowly but surely.

\t"This turns you on, huh?" Robby asked tactlessly.

\tDanny looked up at the raccoon; his bandit-striped face was adorned by a positively mischievous grin.

\tWith a shrug, Robby returned to the task of driving the fox wild. For over five minutes, he brushed across those paws with his claws, teasing the arches, caressing the out-steps and fluttering his fingers all over the tops of the paws too. Danny laughed and gasped periodically, tenaciously trying to escape, every attempt foiled by the thick leather straps on the table.

\tAt last, Robby felt his friend had had enough and stopped, rubbing the two immobilized paws soothingly.

\tThe fox slumped in the chair. Ten minutes of fighting against restraints made to restrain a fully-gown fur, screaming and enduring horrendous tickling had sucked some of the wind out of his sails.

\tThough his stiffy was defiantly poking right up into the air. At that point, Robby decided to do something about that. He lifted a paw and rather casually placed it on Danny's thigh. Danny shuddered, meeting the raccoon's eyes and holding them with a warm grin.

\t"What are you doing now?" he asked in a curious voice, breathing hard and fast.

\tRobby felt a brief pang of annoyance; he'd half hoped his friend would be out of breath and pleading for mercy, like Robby was earlier, but Danny was barely moved! Robby wondered just what it was that Danny usually has done to himself here.

\tReturning the smile, Robby slipped the erect penis near his lingering paw between the first two fingers and curled around it, rubbing it firmly in his paw.

\t"It's been a while since I did this to someone else," confessed Robby, suddenly feeling embarrassed. "Tell me if I do good."

\t"I'm sure you'll do great!"

\t"It's really..." Aria bit her lip, scouring her mind for the right word.

\t"Dry?" Diane supplied, nodding. "They have to be. Things feel different to different people, so they really can't describe things emotionally."

\t"I guess." The mouse girl ran a hair through her long head-fur, still reading the brochure with narrowed eyes. She was a very intelligent young mouse, and she was truly tearing right through the technical brochure, despite being literally the youngest one could be to go to this dungeon.

The older mouse opened her closet. "Well, have I explained stuff well enough? If you really want to rush down to this place today, we should get ready really soon. They'll let you have a trial day anyway to see what you like and what you can take."

\t"I guess so," replied the younger mouse, sitting on her big sister's bed. "Oh, are you going to get changed?"

\tDiane pulled her peasant-style shirt over her head, tossing her hair. "Question answered."

\t"Mind if I watch?"

\tThe teen turned and threw her gown at her sister, the piece of fabric unfurling in mid air and striking the girl in the face.

\t"Oooff!" Aria giggled and threw the shirt to the other side of the bed. "Aww, c'mon! You know I'm just curious!"

\t"You've been perving on me since you could talk. No way are you still just 'curious."' The teenager rummaged through her clothes, not looking at her sister to conceal her massive grin.

\t"Well, yeah, so why don't you just let me watch and save me from making these bad excuses?"

\tDiane promptly collapsed in a fit of laughter, on the floor clutching her sides.

\t"What did I say?" Aria said innocently.

\t"G-get dressed, Aria!" A pillow was the next thing hurled at the smaller mouse's head. "Go on! Get!"

\t

\tRobby was lightly toying with the little member in his paw as his fox-friend sighed contentedly, when the door at the other side of the room creaked open.

\tSarafina entered, humming to herself as she approached the two kits. "Well, I see that no one is dead. Congratulations, you pass the test, Robby."

\tThe raccoon jolted and shot a piercing glance at the cat. "Test? I was being tested?"

\t"Not really," Sarafina replied, rubbing his head before moving to the restrained fox on the table. Her eyes skimmed over the fox's body, noting that he was breathing slightly heavier but otherwise was fine. The fur near his eyes was matted and wet, so it was obvious that the fox had been crying just a little, but he was smiling and showed no signs of actual distress. Sarafina could tell that the fox had actually had a mild treatment by his standards. "I was just joking. I wouldn't just walk off and leave you with a bound boy in your care without being fairly sure I could trust you."

\tThe raccoon blinked. That was something he hadn't thought about; for almost fifteen minutes, he'd been left alone with another boy, both naked and with one restrained to what was pretty much an operating table. He was so caught up in it that he hadn't even noticed that he was in a situation his own parent would sooner die than leave him in.

\tThat was cool!

\tThe restraints came undone one by one and Danny sat up slowly once his arms and torso were free. Sarafina reached over to him and started to smooth out the fur on his face with her paws, drying the wet areas as best she could.

\t"So, Danny, how do you rate your friend's performance?"

\tThe fox tried to put on a straight face, but the effect was ruined by his large grin. "Weeell, I dunno. It wasn't bad-- for a beginner!"

\t"Do you think we still need to do a bit more research?" the cat brought Robby to the side of the chair, holding him by his shoulders. "Maybe let him think about it a little more?"

\t"Definitely."

\t"Hmm... what did he actually do to you in here?"

\t"Nothing really. Just tickled me for ten minutes or so and started playing with my dick."

\t"Hmm. How well do you think he did that?"

\tRobby felt an inexplicable sinking feeling in his tummy. Somehow, he knew what was coming.

\t"Not too bad. He's still a bit out of practice at the other thing, 'cause he doesn't do it very often."

\t"Do you think he'd gain anything from a lesson under a professional? Would he learn something?" the cat's fangs gleamed through her smirk, and Robby's ears flattened immediately.

\t"Without a doubt, Sarrie!"

\t"Why don't we see what we can do about that?"

\tRobby finally spoke up. "Uh, wh-what are you talking about?"

\tDanny reached down and undid the remaining straps. "Why, Robby! Sarrie here is gonna give you a lesson in tickle-torture that you won't forget." Robby's jaw gaped in response. "You managed to get me to cry a little in about ten minutes... Sarafina normally has me unconscious by then."

\t"What!?" the raccoon gasped, weakly struggling in the grasp of the much larger female.

\tSarafina laughed. "Oh, dear. We're gonna have some fun, my little bandit-faced buddy." She lowered her grip to the boy's upper arms, pinning them to his body. "I wonder how a total neophyte will handle it."

\tDanny's grin was indulgent and verging on evil as he reached out and rubbed his friend's exposed belly. "Bet you underestimated Sarrie, huh?" he said in a pseudo-sympathetic tone. "She's been a pro-top for something like fifteen years. She specializes in tickling."

\tRobby had to privately admit that his friend was right, and that it was all his own fault. After all, he did sort of sign a contract that said they were allowed to do this to him. But logic didn't stop him from glaring at his friend with betrayed, injured eyes.

\tDavid sat in a plain wooden chair, brooding.

\tHe wasn't really the brooding type. He liked to think on the move; after all, it was more productive to do two things at the same time, wasn't it?

\tIt wouldn't be long until the mid-day rush started. All the kids who couldn't make it in the morning, usually because they were sleeping in, would flood into the building in about an hour. SDY often had at least the size of a large classroom under its roof by four p.m.

\tDavid didn't like to charge kids such a large amount per 'secret' when they played here, especially since the 'selling cheaply to many' strategy would probably work well at the Salon. But the facilities were always strained during the busy hours as they were, and he didn't think it would be really fair to keep some of the kits waiting in a line, considering the uncertain lengths of a session; some experienced kits could handle some pretty amazing torments for many hours, stifling the best efforts of people like David for ages, whereas the newbs absolutely had to fold in less than twenty minutes of relatively light ministrations.

\tThis is why SDY charges an affordable, but certainly not negligible, price. It kept the number of customers per day low!

\tDozens of kids in the area loved the salon and its staff, treating the place almost as a home away from home. David adored them all, and he knew that some of them would walk through fire to stick up for him, but David had to put up with quite a lot of idiocy as the owner.

Though there had been few direct confrontations on the street, David had to suffer hate mail from arch-conservative organizations, empty threats of legal action and even death threats.

\tThey often totally ignored the fact that Salon Du Yiff was also a charity organization, and that all funds gained from the activities conducted went back into upgrading or purchasing equipment or were sent to help homeless youths... David, the owner of the business, received less profit for himself than the other staff received as wages. He lived in a one bedroom apartment with virtually no creature comforts whatsoever.

\tHe basically fed and housed about ten or more kits a night on average, as well as paid for staff and extremely expensive equipment. He listened to the woes and problems facing these kids and was the closest thing to a father some of them had. All he expected from this was to subsist reasonably and make as many people happy as possible.

\tBut these cowards, never including their own name, would threaten him with anything they could think of despite the fact that cub-sexuality had been mainstream for over thirty years. It was as if these people got the memo about the cubs, read half of it and started raging, and then forgot that BDSM had been totally legal for centuries.

\tWith a sigh, David lifted a pile of papers from the edge of his desk and brought them to the centre.

\t"Bill, bill, bill... death threat, credit card offer... hate mail. Another death threat..." He shook his head: all these vitriolic threats and claims of undying hatred came from the same sources every week. It was like they actually had a spot in their daily organizers reserved for writing semi-coherent 'letters' to send for him to read.

\tThe wolf scratched his chin thoughtfully. Perhaps this time he should actually sue them? He was pretty sure this counted as harassment, and it would be funny to see these 'righteous' morons slapped with the reality that they were actually the ones in the wrong... not that it would do anything. Furs like this were sublimely convinced they're right, so even if the whole of society voiced its disagreement, backed up with irrefutable scientific proof, they'd unfathomably claim that society is 'wrong' and 'immoral' before continuing their crusade.

\tDavid threw the letters into the bin in disgust. He'd promised to buy a few special toys for the kits, and the court costs would preclude that. It wouldn't be necessary to deal with this unless they did something really serious.

\tThe lupine snorted a laugh as he read the one remaining letter on his desk. Another piece of hatemail, this one blatantly calling him a vile pedophile in the opening sentence. Talk about archaic: that hasn't been a common pejorative for over fifty years.

\tDavid shook his head sadly. Actually, he wasn't in the least interested in the preteen body, by and large. He didn't hate it, but he didn't really find himself interested in a physique that was so much smaller than his. He liked kids, just not in that way. There was more to this job than getting off on it.

\tWith a melancholy sigh, the wolf raised his left hand and toyed with the simple band around his finger...

\tRobby did struggle. He didn't struggle well however since he wasn't too sure he actually wanted to stop himself from being strapped to the chair as Danny had been before; it did look cool after all. His squirms were distinctly weak and without any kind of determination... just a token struggle, really.

\tThough he wondered if he could have gotten out of this even if he'd been trying as hard as he could. Sarafina moved extremely quickly and she was actually very strong, stronger than a ten year old for sure - and she had Danny helping her restrain the raccoon! Due to the design of the chair, it was possible, if you were quick enough, to use one hand to restrain one limb. Once a limb was through one of the straps, you could tighten it and move onto another limb before returning to secure the rest of the straps.

\tRobby could only whimper a feeble protest as, one by one, Sarafina put limb after limb out of action, threading it forcefully through the loose straps and tightening them like lightning as the raccoon's upper torso was held down by his athletic friend. Once the cat had more or less restrained both legs and arms, she went around the chair, speedily adjusting and applying the remaining straps.

\tThere were three per limb; one pinned the upper sections- the thighs and the upper arms; one pinned the elbow or knee; the last securing the wrist or ankle. The wrist and ankle straps went right around their respective body part, holding them very fast. Humming a strange tune, Sarafina tightened one final nylon strap over the kit's lower-ribcage.

\tWith a yelp, Robby realized he couldn't even squirm any more. These straps held him immobile! He knew there was no hope of getting out, but he tried to wriggle anyway, just enjoying the sensation of being bound like this. He'd never felt so totally helpless, but the only thing keeping him from going insane was the fact this was being done to him by a personable, nice-seeming cat and his own best friend.

\t"Like it?" Sarafina asked in her musical accent, lightly rubbing Robby's taut stomach. "Relax, or it will be worse. So what do you think? Can you move?"

\t"No..." replied Robby, biting his lip and yanking on the straps.

\t"Excellent. Somehow I knew that already. I'll be right back. Keep him company, Danny." She clapped her paws together and walked off towards the door, humming once more. As she left, Danny came in close to his friend, running his own paw through the raccoon's chest fur.

\t"You okay, Rob?" he asked softly, almost apologetically.

\tSmiling nervously, Robby nodded. "Y-yeah... I'm okay for now." His eyes tightened slightly, however. "But, Danny! I don't think I c-can take this! I'm even more ticklish than you are!"

\t"Rob." the fox bent down and nuzzled the pink nose. "You haven't realized it yet? You're actually the one in charge, here."

\t"Wh-what?"

\t"Sarafina will stop the moment you say so! Normally you'd tell her the answer to your question, but right now you can just ask her to stop." Danny ran his wet tongue across Robby's chest playfully. "When Sarrie gets started, you'll be the one in charge... but I gotta ask something."

\t"Ask something?"

\t"Yeah. I'm not really allowed to say this. Please... even though you can end this at any time, try to take it. It might be totally unbearable, but bear with it anyway!" The fox's eyes were pleading. "I want you to experience this, but if you give up now, it might be all over. I wanna see you like this..."

\tHis friend's words had barely sunk in when Rob's ears picked up the sound of the door opening once again. He looked over and immediately dropped his jaw. Sarafina had returned, carrying a large black box made of cardboard. Robby didn't know what was in there, but he wasn't sure he wanted to, either.

\tThe feline drew up a metal table that reminded Robby of the surgical tables he'd seen on TV hospital dramas. She deposited the box on it, then opened the flaps on the top of the enigmatic black container. First she drew out a particularly frightful instrument...

\t"What's that?!" Robby meeped shrilly. The utensil was a long, thin metal shaft that was slightly bent towards the top end, much like a dentist's tooth-scraper. Instead of a sharp point, it ended with a bunch of thin bristles, no wider than the width of the actual shaft.

\tSarafina didn't answer. Instead, she placed the tool on the table next to the box. She dipped into the box once again and pulled out a few pieces of cotton filament, which she laid on the table too. "I don't think I'll need much more than this for a beginner," she muttered to herself. "Now..." she moved around to the other side of the restraining chair and pulled a tiny lever hidden on its side; the chair-back tipped smoothly backwards, and bent slightly in the middle, dipping Robby so his head was lower than the rest of his body and slightly bent back.

\t"Oh no!" the 'coon fretted, wriggling as best as his binds would allow. He couldn't even crane his neck enough to glimpse his foot-paws anymore, and his stomach was distended forwards. Horrendously vulnerable. "P-please don't! Not like this! I c-can't see!"

\t"That's part of the fun," Danny assured him, laying a paw on the charcoal-colored chest below him. "It's okay, Robby. Looks like Sarrie's going to go easy on you."

\t"This is going easy?!"

\tSarafina nodded, idly rubbing her pointed ears. "That chair is good for paw-tickling. So, I think I'll just work on his paws... feel free to help out elsewhere, Danny."

\tDanny laid his paws flat on his bound friend's stomach. He tensed them into hooks, allowing his claws to scrape across the fur and skin intolerably. Robby immediately snorted out a laugh and tried to suck in his stomach. "Gotcha," Danny said clinically.

\tMuch to Robby's horror, Sarrie looped the lengths of cotton filament around his big toes. She tied the material taut to the front D-rings of Robby's ankle-cuffs, pulling the toes backwards and preventing them from flexing. Then she gave the vulnerable paws a silky caress, and they twitched instantly. "I don't think I'll ever get tired of doing this," she said, half to herself. She lifted the little instrument she'd removed from the box, slowly lowering it out of Robby's sight and towards his paws... she moved very slowly; agonizingly, insufferably sloooowly!

\tRobby's feet were tingling already. His breath had stopped in anticipation, and his stomach trembled underneath the waiting paws of his friend.

\tThe feline smiled briefly and drew her instrument directly down the arch of the paw secured at her waist level, before swirling it in a spiral towards the middle of the pink flesh.

\tRobby yelped and reflexively jerked on the restraints. His face contorted and he giggled nervously.

\t"Something wrong?" Danny enquired in a mockingly innocent tone. He briefly skittered his claws over the 'coon's stomach. "Oh, revenge is sweet, huh?"

\tThe raccoon replied with a loud belly laugh. "Not at the same time! Please!" he pleaded, but he knew the moment he saw Danny's expression that he could forget any mercy.

\tDanny crawled his fingers up from the flat tummy of the raccoon up to his chest, dancing around his nipples with his blunt claws, before swiping down to the cub's sides and tickling there with sharp, scratching movements. "It's better in stereo!" he taunted, shooting Sarafina a gleeful look.

\t"We're really only warming up," Sarafina said seriously, using her little instrument to twirl a brief pattern on a paw's big toe. Then the scratchy device was drawn all the way down the sensitive instep of the 'coon's paw, making him yelp loudly. "When we get started, we won't stop. Sounds nice, right?"

\tIn the next few moments they did just that. Sarafina started using the prickly instrument to work over the cub's paws, while Danny dug into the stormy chest and belly fur, eliciting some of the sweetest, loudest and most panicked laughter he'd ever heard.

\tThe cat and the young fox took turns tormenting the bound raccoon, until they finally started working simultaneously, inflicting on their victim a horrific duet of unbearable tickles. They showed Robby the horror of relentless tickling, and the raccoon laughed and screeched until his throat was hoarse and his eyes red.

\t"Oh, god! Sto-hahahaa!!" he bawled.

\tAs they continued, Robby could actually feel the amount of air in his lungs depleting. Even though he was forcing himself to inhale, he didn't seem to be getting very much oxygen inside. That made him panic in earnest.

\tHe totally lost track of time, everything was focused on the non-stop scrabbling at his torso and incessant sensation on his paws that got nothing if not worse and worse with each passing second!  

\tFinally, with a hoarse gasp, the raccoon's eyes fluttered and closed; his naked form fell still.

\t"Wow," Danny said, gasping for air himself. "Looks like he's fainted. Couldn't have been more than ten minutes, huh Sarrie?"

\tSarafina tenderly stroked the raccoon's thighs. "Eight minutes and thirty seconds, according to my watch," she replied softly. "He held out for a while, really. He must've really wanted to stay awake; the way he was laughing, I'm surprised he didn't go out like a light earlier. Surprised he didn't ask us to stop."

\t"I guess..."

\t"Danny..." said Sarafina quietly, gazing with speculative, liquid eyes at the unconscious raccoon kit. "Do you want some advice?"

\t"Uhh, sure."

\t"Don't lose him."

\t"I didn't plan to."

\tThe snoozing mass of grey fur awoke with a jump, jolting into a bolt-upright sitting position like a scared meerkat at a desk job.

\t"Wha-?!" David exclaimed, looking around in bemusement. "Oh, I fell asleep..."

\tHe hadn't slept long; only twenty minutes or so, and he was glad to know that he hadn't left any kits unattended during his impromptu nap.

\tHe felt so wasted. The salon itself was a joy to run, and he didn't have any trouble with the little niggling administrative matters; but he was under a lot of emotional strain that he almost never showed. Receiving a steady stream of letters every day of the week telling you that someone wants to "stab you in the face and leave you in a dark alley where you belong" isn't something you could call enviable. That, and David, who got emotionally attached to all of his charges, had to bear their burdens too; like Jeremy and his brothers.

\tHe knew he probably ought to get some therapy sessions or something, but he didn't really have the money. Or time.

\tThose little burdens didn't mean much. It wasn't as if all of his customers were victims of abuse at the hands of their parents- if anything, David had seen much to refute the claim that these kits were all being physically abused by others outside of the salon- but it was all these little things from maybe two percent of his customers.

\tHeath's being bullied at school; Ollie's father is ignoring him and he wants to run away; Jerry's parents were getting divorced, and he didn't want to live with his drug-addict father but the courts blindly were saying that he should; Lillian was falling behind on grades in high school and she was getting very depressed and starting to truant a lot; Jack's mother was in hospital with bone cancer; Terri's mother, however, just missed that stage out and went straight to the kicking of the bucket one week ago, and the kit was distraught. If that wasn't enough, Chael, a fourteen year old run-away, was looking to David to help him.

\tDavid tried to help these kids as best as he could. But no matter how confidently he delivered advice to them, no matter how much he tried to comfort them, ultimately he could do very little.

\tKits' problems are often pretty simple, but often beyond their abilities to fix, and simple doesn't mean they're not bad. They often have no one to go to, can do nothing by themselves, and no one ever listens to them anyway. All that needs to be done is for someone in power to just listen. But for now, they had to make do with a twenty-three year old wolf who owned what was, for all intents and purposes, a BDSM dungeon for young-ones near a prestigious shopping mall in gaudy, central San Francisco.

\tBarely more than a kit himself really, David was always floundering to keep his head above the polluted bilge water of emotional stress and financial burden, but he never showed that.

\tAfter all, he was virtually all that some of these kits had. It wouldn't do to go getting soft on them.

\tHis desk-clock beeped twice and he looked up. Not long until the rush started... but first, it was time to set up lunch and let his staff get a break. The wolf stood and pushed his chair back. This time, he actually would get some food into himself.

\tDanny was sprawled in a large green beanbag, loosely cuddling a limp mass of black and white fur. Robby, exhausted by Sarafina's torture, had awoken a while back, effusively proud of the fact he'd managed to bear the ticklish nightmare, but he was so very wiped out; luckily for the raccoon, it was lunch-time, so he had a respite before the festivities continued. A respite he'd resolved to spend napping in his friend's embrace.

\tThe beanbag was only one in a mountain of twenty or more, and the beanbag pile only occupied half of the rather large room, with the other half taken over by many circular tables and comfortable chairs. There was even a television and air hockey table. The carpet was the same dark brown the majority of the first floor was covered in, but the chairs and tables were certainly not of one color.

\tSarafina sat down in a plastic chair opposite the duo, brushing her short, tawny hair with one hand and holding a chicken sandwich in the other. She looked content, to say the least.

\tThe fox looked down at his friend, lost in a dreamy slumber. "Sarafina?" Danny asked in a reserved tone, gently massaging his friend's neck. "You've never told me why you got into tickling. All the other staff members here have told me their story... why just tickling?"

\tThe level gaze the feline unleashed upon him let the fox know that his choice of words had been poor. "Just tickling?" Sarrie repeated in neutral tone.

\t"I didn't mean that!" Danny assured her hastily. "I mean... well, it's so safe. It happens all the time; it's something that happens to little brothers when their bigger brothers want them to do something. It happens between family and friends all the time. Sure, you do it differently..." the fox floundered, unsure of how to say what he wanted without offending the deceptively bland-faced cat. "Umm, so, why?"

\tSarrie smiled and took a bite of her sandwich. "Well," she began in her lilting voice, "what is there to not like about it?" She leaned forwards. "You've already nailed the first point, Danny. Tickling happens all the time; it's a safe, playful way to torment kits that doesn't hurt them, lets you get closer to them and it doesn't scare them. Most of them. However, it's still effective. When you can't protect yourself or even move, and it's obvious I won't stop just because you asked nicely... if you do it right, they might panic, but they still laugh and have fun. You should know of the kits that come up to me now and then asking me to tickle them in some way: you're one of them."

\tSilently, Danny nodded.

\tSarafina took yet another bite of her sandwich, wolfing down the mouthful hungrily. "There are other things about it too. Little things." Her eyes became slightly unfocused. "I'd be here all day if I were to go through the reasons I love to tickle cubs, Danny. I'll tell you the first few that come into my mind, however."

\t"Yes please."

\t"Okay. Have you ever noticed how some boys, usually kits older than you, sometimes put on a gruff voice?" The cat grinned. "They want to appear adult and tough. But when the tickling starts, it all goes away; the image they try to build for others suddenly collapses... "She chuckled delightedly. "When they are tickled, you get to hear their 'real' voice, which is quite sad really. The laughter is beautiful pretty much no matter who it comes from, and it's hard to sound tough when you're being tickled so bad you're almost wetting yourself. It's adorable."

\t"That's true," Danny said softly, his features registering a little surprise. "I'd never really noticed that. Furs sound so much better when they don't try to sound like something they're not. We can't always be like that though."

\t"Mmm. One of the highlights for me is getting to hear their voices. Perhaps every form of torture does this to some degree. Poking someone with a branding iron should have the same effect..." Sarafina's grin widened until her gleaming fangs began to show. "But one major advantage tickling has over every other form of torture as effective as it is would be this..." Her voice sounded slightly indulgent. " Every interrogator here gets some amount of pleasure from having a kit at their mercy; from dominating them; from getting them to plead for mercy; from having a beautiful young body under their almost absolute power. Even David and I. So, the advantage in specializing in 'just tickling', my young fox, is that furs love it! It's more accessible than the harder-core stuff, though I like that too.

"Some kits keep coming back for more even if they say they can't bear being tickled, in some way or another they try to provoke bigger furs into tickling them crazy. Sure some just hate it, but overall it's really popular! There's no shortage of kits to practice on and I love it!"

\tDanny frowned at her. Again, that was something he'd noticed but never really thought about; some furs loved to be tickled, and they continually provoked older siblings or parents to drive them wild. It made perfect sense from a financial point of view too: SDY was a business, and businesses needed to make money. If kits just kept coming back for more because it was fun as well as sexy...

\tSarrie rubbed the kit's ears. "Now, I think you should get ready to eat something. Everyone is hungry, and you don't want Robby to miss his chance to meet everyone."

\t"Good point." Danny shifted slightly, preparing to wake the sleeping 'coon. He paused, admiring his friend's snoozing features. "Say, Sarrie... do you think Robby will come here again? I think he's liking it, but I don't know for sure."

\tSarafina shrugged, "It's too early to tell for sure, but the signs are all there. I'm going to turn you boys over to someone else next, but if you both can hold on long enough, I'll take you back later."

\t"Great!" the fox said blithely. "I can't wait, so let's all get lunch out of the way!"

\t"In that case, I've got to go right now and get started." She sighed and left the room silently. "Being the cook has its downsides."

\t"Robby?" whispered Danny into the ear of his snoozing friend. "You should wake up now."

\tWith a woozy groan, Robby raised his head and flicked his eyes open. "Wh-what? What happened?" He slowly sat up, twisting around to look his crimson colored friend in the face. "I-I passed out again, didn't I?"

\tDanny shook his head. "No, you just fell asleep. There's a difference." He leaned forwards to look into the raccoon's eyes with concern. "Are you feeling okay? Being tickled unconscious can leave you with a pretty serious headache."

\tRobby smiled wanly. "I'm cool. Starving."

\t"Food's coming soon," the fox assured, "Sarrie's a good cook and..." he trailed off, his eyes focused somewhere behind the 'coon.

\tBaffled, Robby turned his sleep-addled head. Silent and as a graceful as a leaf falling from a tree on a wintry day, another kit had entered the room. It was a diminutive artic fox-kit, younger than Robby, with intensely blue eyes and a shy demeanor that looked to be a permanent fixture.

Robby's mouth went dry and he caught himself staring; this newcomer was covered in a fur of stunning white; the fur was thicker than Danny's, a normal fox, but the arctic seemed to be much skinnier, lacking the healthy, moderate muscle tone and slight definition both Robby and Danny had acquired through their sports... this kit was slight and fragile.

\tSensing the small fox-boy was getting embarrassed, Robby tore his eyes away and looked rather directly at his friend. "Who's that?" he whispered.

\tDanny winked. "He's caught your eye too, huh?" his reply was barely audible. "That's Jeremy Amison, the youngest guy that comes to this place. You saw his picture in the info-book. He's really cute. Don't you think?"

\tRobby's face burned under his fur. "I... I-I guess..." Unable to help himself, he snuck another glance at the svelte, pure-white kit.

\t"Wait here. I'll try to get him to come over here. He's pretty shy. If I don't get him to come over, he won't." Danny lifted himself from the beanbag and made his way across the spacious refectory.

\t"W-wait, you don't need..." Robby sighed as Dan ignored him.

\tFeeling slightly shy himself, Robby looked on as his boyfriend caught up to the smaller kit and began to talk. Robby didn't hear exactly what was being said, but he picked up the wheedling, reassuring tone the elder fox-kit was speaking in; he'd pulled that weapon on Robby many times. Finally, the smaller kit literally in hand, Danny made his way back to the beanbag pile.

\t"Jeremy, this is Robby," Danny said by way of introduction, subtly placing a paw on the small of Jeremy's spine and pushing him gently towards the raccoon. "Robby, this is Jeremy. Robby goes to my school and we'd be boyfriends if his mom would just keep her muzzle out of it."

\tJeremy extended his paw shyly. "Hi..."

\tRobby shook the proffered paw, grinning equally shyly - this was the first other patron he'd met aside from Danny, after all. "Hi." When they actually clasped paws, Jeremy's grip was weak and tentative.

\t"Why don't you sit with us until lunch, Jeremy?" Danny offered, sitting on his beanbag again. "You can't just sit all alone in the corner."

\tThe young kit looked trapped and hopeless. He nodded dumbly, sitting on the floor in front of the two older boys.

\t"Wonder what's to eat..." Danny muttered to himself. "I came here without breakfast. I'll eat the carpet if I don't get something soon."

\t"Don't you have to pay?" Robby inquired. "For the food, I mean."

\t"No," said Jeremy diffidently. His voice was soft and mellifluous, and by default he always stared at his own paws at he spoke. "The main meal is free. Anything else you have to pay for."

\t"Oh."

\tDanny looked up at the clock on the wall behind the pile of beanbags. "I don't know what Sarrie's making, but we've probably got about twenty minutes to wait. This is a pretty boring part of the day." He leaned forward. "So, Jeremy, what've you been up to all day?" It was obvious Danny was grasping at straws, trying to get a conversation going. As if he needed to ask what Jeremy had been doing all morning in this torture parlor.

\tIt wasn't working, obviously. The snow-furred kit just shrugged and replied with a meaningless "Not much."

\tThe awkward silence dragged on for another half a minute, with Jeremy suddenly becoming a little pensive. He seemed to come to a decision, and he looked right at Robby, much to the raccoon's bewilderment. "You're new, right?" he asked, shifting slightly. He didn't scoot any closer to the beanbags Robby was propped up against, but the sudden change in body language was confusing.

\t"Uhh, yeah, Dan dragged me down here this morning," replied Robby. "I've never seen anything like this place."

\tJeremy grinned almost imperceptibly. "It's pretty neat; I come here whenever I can."

\tAbandoning all grace, Danny collapsed backwards onto the beanbags on Robby's left, bouncing into a sitting position. "Robby here's been too scared to come here before I finally pulled him kicking and screaming through the door." He grinned cheekily.

\t"That's not true!" huffed the raccoon, poking his friend in the exposed stomach. "My mom doesn't want me to come here."

\tAlthough neither of them were paying attention, they were quite sure Jeremy flinched when Robby said that. They exchanged glances, but Jeremy began talking again.

\t"It's fun here," he said seriously, quite ironically. "The interrogators are nice and know their stuff." He added as an afterthought, "The food is good too. I usually eat here."

\t"Good?" Danny repeated as if the little kit had just blasphemed. "It's amazing. Sara's the best cook I know."

\tConfused, Robby scratched behind his own ear. "How do they cook?" he asked. "I mean, they don't have a lot of people do they? How can you run a torture parlor and a restaurant at the same time?"

\tJeremy, surprisingly, answered before the older fox could speak. "Sarafina's in charge, and the others just follow her lead. There are about 12 interrogators - that's the correct name for the grown-ups that handle the tortures - and a few others help in the kitchen. Sometimes they get kits to help in there too."

\t"Oh, I get it." Robby nodded. There were more torturers than he thought, even if he hadn't seen them. It stood to reason too. There was probably a lot more cubs and teens on the way here now.

\tMuch to Danny's surprise, the little arctic fox became an active participant in the conversation after that, opening up a little more minute by minute. Other patrons were starting to turn up, males and females of all different species. Some of them went straight to seemingly reserved lockers in the entrance hall and disrobed quickly. Others didn't bother right away; and a few of them removed only some of their clothes, keeping socks, the occasional shirt or underwear, and in rare cases some jewelry on as they came into the den.

\tRobby's shyness returned and he squirmed back into the beanbags a little, suddenly aware again of his nudity in front of more than twenty other kits, some of them older than he was. Much to his bafflement, Jeremy didn't even blink; he seemed shy, but now Robby realized he didn't give a damn about others seeing him nude. He probably wouldn't care too much if they saw him writhing and squealing in the middle of orgasm. The mystery of the little fox was starting to intrigue him.

\tThey kept talking; some of the new kits came over to say hello to Danny, and a few of them even said hi to Robby and Jeremy. The shy raccoon was very glad his friend kept close to him; Danny seemed to be capable of sensing whenever Robby's discomfort was getting out of hand, and made sure to stay by him.

\tJeremy was actually willing to discuss some of the things he liked to have done to him here. Oddly enough, Robby found himself taking more of an interest in the kits surrounding them in the room; the overwhelming majority of the kits were content to be in their various states of undress, lounging around and playing. The noise level was very similar to an unsupervised classroom.

\tMost of the kits were playing or sitting near one another, completely at ease with the exposed genitalia. In terms of sexual contact, very little was going on. Mostly, those kits that were touching were doing so in a relaxed, almost absent manner. Like he and Danny, some were just enjoying being close to one another. Of course, there were a few couples kissing or fondling one another quite firmly, but they were definitely the minority.

\t"Oh hey!" Danny suddenly exclaimed, pointing at the kitchen doors as they were shoved open. "They're bringing out some food now." He thought for a split second. "Hey, Robby, I'll tell you about each interrogator as they come out!"

\tThe first one to come out was an Alsatian with what appeared to be a mullet cut to his head-fur. He was carrying a large tray of hotdog buns and a few sauces.

\t"Hey, looks like hotdogs today," commented Danny, before launching into his introduction. "That's Adam. He doesn't look tough, but you won't be thinking that once he gets working on you. He does a lot of stuff involving hanging from something; he likes his 'dungeon furniture' as Dave calls it- well they all do, but he especially likes the ones he can hang you from."

\t"What does he do? When you're hanging I mean?" Robby asked, a little nervous.

\tJeremy piped up. "He doesn't really, um, specialize in anything. Depends on what you said you wanted in your sheet. He's pretty scary though, you don't wanna disobey him."

\tAdam walked back into the kitchen, whistling mildly. Another Alsatian, this one sporting a fur-cut in the style of a rat's tail. He also was carrying another tray of buns.

\t"That's his brother, Jack," Danny said quietly. "You really don't want to disobey that one. He can be really mean."

\t"So how does he tie you up?"

\t"He doesn't."

\t"Huh?"

\tAgain, it was Jeremy that interjected. "Jack doesn't like tying kits up. He says that if you're going to be a sub, you should do what you're told without having to be tied up. He's pretty mean and he really punishes you if you don't do as you're told."

\t"Like, he'll punish you for quickly looking into his eyes, or moving away when he told you to sit still," elaborated Danny. "He's strict and scary, but he's not really evil."

\tNext out was David himself, sporting a smile and carrying what appeared to be a drink cooler.

\tDanny grinned. "You probably remember what stuff David likes to do. He's one of my faves; he loves to use little gadgets. Don't underestimate him! The things he does can be more way worse than anything the others do."

\t"But he's really careful and won't let you go too far," Jeremy added, sounding almost bitter. "He likes using leather things, like cuffs and stuff, much more than ropes. He's got a few strait-jackets too. Those are cool."

\tRobby shivered, recalling the sensations David had inflicted on him. He also distinctly remembered that David had turned down the cock-sheath gadget considerably... that was just one machine the wolf had at his disposal and the raccoon was quite sure that it alone could drive him insane in minutes - at most.

\tFollowing behind David was a ferret, carrying a massive amount of plastic cups. He wasn't very tall, and the cups actually seemed to be heavy for him. He made a few comments to David and took about twenty seconds to lower the mountain of receptacles to the table.

\t"Eamon," Jeremy said softly. "Cages and stuff."

\t"What does he do?" asked Robby, genuinely curious.

\t"It depends on the sheet," Danny replied unhelpfully. "He's good though."

\tEamon the ferret took a deep breath and returned to the kitchen with a look of resignation on his sharp, pointy features. He ran his paw through his short-cut head-fur and walked slowly on what was surely his way to pick up something else too heavy for his slight body.

\tRobby wondered just how many different staff he'd be placed under today. He guessed it'd all be down to how long he could handle treatment from these profession child dominants who, if they really wanted to, could probably make him break down into a gibbering mass in under 60 seconds.

\tThe next one out was a long legged, haughty looking cougar lady dressed in black leather pants, a black mid-riff baring top with full length sleeves, boots and a happy smile that looked so wildly out of place it was hilarious. But nobody laughed, and there was probably a good reason for it.

\t"Her name's Alice," Danny said, trying to emulate the "movie preview guy" voice to the best of his prepubescent ability, "and her games are nasty and nice all at once! She's one of the harder doms here. Alice doesn't have many kits who list her as their fave, but those that do really like her. Umm, let's see. Breath-play, some beating, spanking, horse-riding, and she's not afraid of using strap-ons too."

\t"What?" Robby blinked. "Er, what does all that mean?"

\t"Oh you'll find out, I guess, sooner or later," Danny said, seeming to decide against trying to explain. "She doesn't hurt too much, but it can be scary. I like her. Her friend can be a lot worse though. So far you've seen about half the interrogators."

\tJeremy nodded. "She's one of my favorites." Then he blushed and quickly changed the subject. "All of them will do some things. You never know. Even Sarafina's used strap-ons before, and a lot of furs have said that she only really tickles... they're wrong." He sounded like he was talking from experience.

\tNodding, Danny enveloped the raccoon next to him in a casual embrace. "Your registration sheet will decide what happens to you more than who you get in a few ways. I helped with your sheet, and I don't think you'll be seeing, say, Alice, very often, and if you did it'd be a lot more soft-core than what she'd do to Jeremy or me."

\t"What if you want to change your sheet?" was the somewhat breathy response.

\t"Well," Danny giggled, "if you wanna try anything new, just ask David when you see him." He leaned over and peered down between the raccoon's legs. "Interesting, hmm?"

\tRobby meeped, almost drawing away, but then he laughed sheepishly. If his friend wanted to have a good look after everything he'd done, then he was fine with that.

\tStretching out both his legs to entwine with Robby's left, Danny gently laid a paw on the stiff raccoon's penis. He shifted and moved his legs until he'd spread apart Robby's lower limbs to his satisfaction. Then he said something that made the raccoon's heart freeze for a moment.

\t"Hey, Jeremy, come over here and help this guy get used to being felt up!" he laughed.

\tEven more surprisingly, Jeremy smiled and finally scooted closer, pressing up against Robby's right side and also entwining his legs around Robby's free one. He speedily slipped under the black furred arm and laid his head against the larger boy's chest.

\tRobby mewled at the unexpected addition of another, smaller paw in between his legs, the two foxes taking turns fiddling his penis and massaging the area around it. Unexpected it was, but he definitely wasn't about to complain now. Their fur was warm and soft, and both of them smelled nice.

\t"Let's just stay like this until lunch comes," murmured Danny. "This is comfy."

\tAt a loss for words, Robby just relaxed and let them do what they wanted. At least the adorable arctic boy had decided to play with them. They continued to speak about the salon, until lunch was ready.

\tWhen lunch was ready, Danny sped off to grab a hotdog as quick as he could. Jeremy smiled wryly and told the neophyte raccoon, "I don't eat lunch here, I only eat dinner; I don't like being tied up with a full stomach." The words were wise, and considering he was a newcomer with no idea what lay ahead, Robby knew he should follow the little arctic's lead.

\tBut the hotdogs smelled so ridiculously good that he would have to be tied up there and then to stop him grabbing one and snarfing it in seconds. Like Danny, who had plucked him pretty much out of bed, he hadn't had breakfast.

\tThe small arctic fox kit stood and stretched as he ended up alone once more, taking a mental inventory of himself. He'd done what David had suggested and tried to be friendly to Danny and his raccoon friend, and he quite liked them so far. They were welcoming, kindly and attractive.

Curiosity was gnawing at him though, and he wanted to go speak to the grown wolf who had taken over his "torture" for today to find out what was coming next. Things had changed today, and Jeremy supposed that was alright.

\tHe scanned the room and saw David chattering to- surprise, surprise- Sarafina in the corner. So he walked over, stepping around the playing, nude kits everywhere.

\t"... yeah her sister," he overheard the cat say when he arrived at her side. "Should be interesting, I wonder what she'll be interested in."

\t"We'll know by today, if she's anything like her," replied David, grinning. "Hello there Jeremy, how's it going?"

\t"Good, sir," the pup said immediately. "I've been hanging out with Dan and Rob."

\tDavid nodded. "So what's the verdict? Want to stay with them?"

\tJeremy grinned, his ears perked up. "Guess so."

\t"Alright. So I guess you're not eating anything for lunch, as usual?"

\t"Yes. They've gone to get something to eat though."

\t"Well, we can't have you doing nothing during lunch time. Can we Sarrie?" The wolf's grin grew wider and he shot Sarafina with a meaningful look.

\t"Of course not," Sara responded, also grinning and looking the naked boy up and down. "What a thing to suggest."

\tJeremy's heart stopped momentarily and his legs grew weaker for just a second as David stepped behind him and firmly squeezed his shoulders.

\tThen his tail began to wag animatedly.

\tDanny had only just finished scoffing his hotdog when a gentle tap came on his shoulder. He spun around and saw a grinning grown-up savannah right behind him.

\t"Oh, hi, Sara," he said, swallowing the final bite. "What's up?"

\tSarafina laughed and fondly poked the fox's belly, lightly dusted in crumbs. "Good to know the food is appreciated around here," she said. "But I need to ask you about Jeremy."

\tDanny blinked. "Oh, uh OK."

\t"The story goes, he's been getting a little too... masochistic recently. David wants him to get back into the less painful things before he hurts himself, so we were going to put him with you and your boyfriend after lunch, if it was alright with you both."

\tThe fox boy didn't even react to hearing the term 'boyfriend.' "Of course that's alright, he's hot!" said Danny in his typically honest fashion. "I mean, sure I want to do things with Robby, but..." he looked around to make sure the raccoon was still in the line to get a hotdog for himself. Satisfied, he continued. "I really want to get him home... this stuff is all fun and all, but I really want to, um, have him all to myself."

\tFinally, Robby joined them, munching cheerily away on an apparently delicious hotdog. "Hi, uh, Sarafina!" he said, seeming a lot more at ease in the tickle-torturing cat's presence.

\t"Hello again, Robby. So, if you boys can keep Jeremy company for at least a little while longer; we don't want him to be alone."

\tRobby looked around. "Where did he go?" he asked, baffled.

\tSara grinned indulgently. "David's going to make his day a little more interesting. You boys finish up your food. When he comes back, if you could just play with him for a while..."

\t"No problem," Dan assured her, though Robby flushed and looked away.

\t"Oh, that reminds me." Sarafina smiled at the fox. "He's back, by the way."

\tIt didn't make sense at first, but finally understanding made Danny's face seem to light up. "Really?!" he said excitedly.

\t"Yep, he'll be here soon. OK, I've got to go. Have another newbie coming in today." With that, Sarafina left the boys alone and walked back to the kitchen.

\tDanny was positively alight with happiness. "This is great; I didn't think he'd be back yet..." he said aloud, beaming.

\t"Who?" asked a bemused Robby, before he took another bite of his hotdog with his eyebrow raised.

\tWith a dismissive wave of his hand, Danny led the way back to their previous spot on the beanbag mound. "It doesn't matter, you'll meet him soon. He's cool."

\tJeremy looked up at the towering adult wolf and wondered what he had in store for him. They were standing together in the simple office David occupied most of the day- when he wasn't busy tormenting someone. It had a wooden floor, polished slightly, so it was slippery even to the barefoot arctic.

\tDavid had collected a few items he clearly intended to use on the young kit and had laid them out on his desk amongst the papers and stationery. A leather forearm-binder with three straps, perfectly sized for Jeremy to hold his forearms together behind his back, elbows to wrists; a strange rectangular block of metal that had been bent into a sort of bow shape with a hole in the middle that even Jeremy hadn't seen before; a powerful, kit-sized vibrator; a few wires that Jeremy was sure was for electro-stimulation; and of course a small ball gag.

\tThe grown-up grinned at the curious vulpine. "You have no idea what's in store for you, do you?" he asked, holding up the odd metal bar. He pressed a tiny button and the block split horizontally into two long pieces, slightly curved, connected at one end with a hidden hinge.

\t"No sir," replied Jeremy honestly, even though his small member was now sticking out like a flagpole.

\tSaying no more, David turned the cub around and bent him over at the waist. "Stay like that," he ordered, grabbing the leg-spreader bar and kneeling down to encase Jeremy's ankles in the thick, fluff-lined leather cuffs, keeping his thin legs well and truly locked apart. He then reached between the boy's legs and handled his small furry scrotum. "Let's see if you can figure it out, hmm? If I get that bar and close it around your cute little nuts here from behind, with them in the hole, will you be able to stand up straight again?"

\tJeremy shuddered as he envisaged it. "N-no."

\t"Because you might rip something off if you try too hard," cooed David, who promptly took the instrument in question, pulled the kit's balls back firmly yet gently, and clamped the two sides together with the white-furred scrotum through the middle hole, making it sure it was holding them fast. "This is usually called a 'humbler."'

\tHe grinned to himself. These items were originally just for adults, who naturally had reached puberty and their balls had dropped. It was originally straight, but the slight bow-shape modification allowed it to 'reach in' and secure even a small boy like Jeremy's nutsack with ease. Of course, the hole had to be made smaller too. On the upside, the modified bow shape let it hug the thighs better, making it harder for flexible kits to spread their legs and let it come to the front, thus rendering it useless - not that it mattered anyway when a spreader bar or some other binding was placed on the legs; a spreader bar had the added bonus of not letting them close their legs to defend their sweet meat after all. All in all, David really liked this combination of toys and Jeremy was perfectly suited to testing the smaller sizes.

\t"Try to stand up, but don't hurt yourself," he ordered. The boy tried, but he could barely straighten up at all without wincing; the smaller size of a kit's scrotum and closer proximity to the body also meant that these things restricted movement even more than they did on adults. David smiled. He was right to get a few of these modified ones made and sent to him. Jeremy had to bend over more than an adult would've needed to in order to avoid hurting himself; he couldn't straighten up at all.

\t"I can't," Jeremy breathed, giving up and staying bent over. "Th-this is awesome."

\tDavid chortled. "Not done yet, little fox." He then proceeded to bind Jeremy's arms behind him with the leather binders, forearms touching, the wrist of one arm near the elbow of the other.

\tStill not finished, the devious wolf cheerfully placed the bit of the ball-gag directly in front of Jeremy's nose, and the kit obediently opened up. The gag was fastened tightly around the boy's head.

\tChuckling warmly, David picked up the purple vibrator-- small in size, perfect for a young kit, but amazingly powerful with a retaining groove at the back end - and lifted Jeremy's tail right up. This vibrator was nowhere near the size of the last one that he'd endured, but remembering Jeremy's earlier 'injury' gave some pause to David.

\tSarafina had checked him out and assured everyone who was worried that it wasn't a tear or anything, just that it had been forced too hard against the boy's upper rectum. Which of course would be hard for him to do with this smaller vibrator and in the position he was going to be in... but nonetheless, David had a quick idea and withdrew a small latex condom from his pocket, opened the packet and slipped it over the device. Perfect.

\t"Oh well," he said to himself. "It will even save me having to use lube." So, still holding the lush, white tail, he lined the tip up with the puckered hole and pushed. Jeremy squealed in reflex, but the anal intruder went in easily and was soon held in place by the ingenious groove at the base.

\t"Still not finished yet," the wolf pointed out, opening a panel in the bar that held the boy's jewels in place and placing a small battery into it. He attached two very small wires connected to electrodes onto either side of the hole which the furry sack was protruding from and- of course- stuck the small electrodes to it. Jeremy mewled anxiously and fidgeted.

\tStepping back to survey the bent over, heavily bound kit, David whistled. "You look good to me, kid," he complimented, reaching out and flicking the vibrator onto its highest setting.

\tJeremy's knees immediately buckled and he let out a sharp cry as the deceptively regular-sized vibrator seemed to shudder like an explosion against his undeveloped prostate and sensitive backside. Luckily, David caught him around the chest before he could fall to the ground and possibly hurt himself.

\t"How does that feel?" Dave chuckled to the boy, fully aware that the gag would render any response unintelligible. "Oh, nearly forgot. Are you ready to squirm, little boy?" With only that as the warning, he pressed a button on the side of the bar clamped onto the kit's balls, and immediately a mild pulse of electricity cascaded through the bound sack.

\tSquealing once more, Jeremy shuddered violently. He had forgotten what it felt like to be subject to any kind of electro-stim.

He doubled over even more and his legs pulled to his chest slightly. Mercifully, the current stopped after just a few seconds, but of course it returned again in moments. It was almost painful as his groin and lower abdomen tensed up in response.

\tDavid picked the boy up around the waist and began to carry his bent-over form back towards the sounds of kits playing in the den area. "Don't worry," he said, affectionately rubbing the boy's head. "I still haven't finished yet. I'm going to leave you in the hands of Danny and Robby. They won't leave your little stiffy there without some well deserved attention."

\tThe words sparked a little anxiety in the small kit's mind. Bound like this and subjected to the two devices 'down there' he wouldn't last for long and David was going to get other kits to make it even worse. Jeremy suddenly realized he was hornier than he'd been for weeks... and that was really, really saying something.

\t

\tAria leaned against the wall in the front room of the Salon Du Yiff, which struck her as the strangest named business in the entire of San Francisco. It was an unpretentious double or triple storey brick building that was about the size of a large sports center, which seemed to be a good comparison for her, in a strange way.

\tBut if what she'd heard from her own sister and several others, this little building was a place of great fun. Providing it was your type of scene that is. But that's why she was here, to see if it was for her.

\tThe front room was just a simple foyer. Reception desk, a few leather chairs... a few other kits had been allowed into the large room beyond this one, one the friendly cat had said was called the "Den." Looking through, she could see some other kits playing around together in various states of undress.

\t"Perving, Aria?"  asked Diane mildly.

\t"No," she replied, clearly perving into the next room with avid interest. There were a few lookers in there...

\tAria had slipped into some 'comfortable' clothes before coming here. She had put on a white short skirt, a mid-riff and arm baring top of a vivid pink, and similarly colored canvas shoes and purple socks. Unsurprisingly, she was wearing the most revealing clothing she could find. It made sense to her, since she was probably not going to be wearing them much anyway.

\t"Yes you are." Diane chuckled, lightly brushing her sister's medium length hair. "You're hornier than I am, girl."

\t"Yeah, right."

\tAn adult male wolf came through from the den. His amber eyes met with Diane and he smiled in welcome. "Hi Diane!" he said, sounding genuinely pleased to meet the teenaged mouse.

\tDiane immediately bounced to him and hugged him tightly. "Hi Dave," she said, returning the smile. "I've brought my sister down here for some education. It's her tenth birthday today."

\tAria beamed. "Hi there," she piped.

\tDavid waved at her. "Hello Aria, Diane's told me about you. We're definitely going to have some fun today, if you're anything like your sister." He looked to Diane, who flushed and coughed. "Before we get started on that however, how about you tell me how your exams went? Let's go through to my office, if we're going to get the ball rolling for your sister." He led them to a door on the opposite side of the foyer, away from the large room with all the other kits. Aria followed along beside the two, feeling slightly disappointed.

\tIn the office, Aria and Diane sat on one side of the messy, paper covered desk, while David sat down heavily on the other side.

\t"Was chemistry as much of a pain as you thought it would be?" David asked, leafing through some papers as he searched for the registration sheet for the new girl.

\t"Of course," groaned Diane as though remembering an ordeal of great pain. "Pretty sure I failed. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get isotopes."

\t"You know what they say: if the student fails to learn it might very well be the teacher's fault."

\tAria fidgeted. Were they really going to just talk about her older sister's exams while she sat there waiting?

\t"My teacher barely spoke English, so that's reasonable."

\t"What? Didn't they have a 'basic coherence test' or something?"

\t"Doubt it. If they did, she must've passed by the skin of her tail. And she was a manx."

\tAria shuffled slightly, her ears flattening slightly.

\t"Well, how did your other exams go?" David reached into a drawer and pulled a few things out, before handing them to Diane. Aria didn't get to see what they were. "You must've done well in English, right?"

\t"I did alright, I think. The creative section was worth about twenty-five percent of the over-all mark, which was more than what I was counting on." Diane reached over and took her little sister's closest arm, and attached a comfortable, fluff-lined cuff to the wrist, much to Aria's surprise, but out of her trust for her sister she didn't flinch. "I think I passed though." She attached another cuff to the other wrist.

\tAria examined the new adornments to her arms with curiosity. She knew what they were, of course, but hadn't ever really used them. Aria was a pretty vanilla kit up to now, and her adventures were numerous, perhaps a bit more numerous than most other cubs she'd met, but quite normal. After school stuff.

\tHer idle curiosity ended fast, however. These cuffs just made her want to get started even faster, but she didn't want to interrupt what was obviously a reunion between her older sis and this wolf.

\t"How do you think you went in geography?" David enquired, finally locating a sheet of paper and placing it on his desk.

\tAria wriggled impatiently again.

\t"I think I did alright." Diane looked over at her sister, then shot a meaningful look at David, who grinned and pulled out two snap hooks and gave them to her. Before Aria knew what was going on, Diane had taken her wrists, attached one side of each snap hook the D-ring on each cuff... and the other end was attached to rings on the arms of the office chair Aria hadn't even noticed.

\t"Hey!" she exclaimed in surprise, when she realized that she'd just had her wrists bound to the chair's arms. "What's the big idea?"

\tDiane grinned and patted her head. "You were getting all antsy; we don't want you to get bored now, do we? You might run off."

\tThe wolf also procured what seemed to be an innocent plastic butterfly. Aria looked at it, perplexed, until she saw that there was a small protrusion at the top of the object, just below the butterfly's head and sticking out perpendicular to it. She knew what it was: it was what some refer to as a clit-tickler.

\tDavid tossed it to the elder mouse, who leaned over in her chair to wrap her arms around her restrained sister's shoulders. "Well, I guess it's a good thing you're wearing such revealing clothes..." she murmured, using one paw to lift up the elastic waist of her sister's skirt and underpants.

\tAria held her breath. "I always do..." she said, trying to remain calm. She looked up at the grownup wolf with a mild blush, slightly embarrassed, but being touched by her sister even like this wasn't totally new for her.

\t"That's right." Diane took the butterfly and slipped it into her sister's blue and white stripped undies, pressing the insect-shaped vibrator against her sister's slit. It slipped in, slightly, with the protrusion nestled right against the little mouse-girl's clitoris. Satisfied with its placement, Diane withdrew her paws and let Aria's clothing hold it in place for her. "And now today we're going to show you what happens when cute little girls like you beg for it all the time. Which you do."

\tAria meeped quietly, before looking up at her sister with a slightly defiant look on her face. "And what's that?" she demanded, sticking her tongue out.

\tIt was David who responded. "What happens," he said mischievously, while holding up a small, pink remote control unit about the size of a small candy bar, "is that they get exactly what they ask for." He flipped a switch and suddenly the little invader in her panties buzzed into life.

\tShe jumped in surprise, and gasped. It was damn powerful, and it was right against her clit. "Ahh!" she mewled, twisting in her chair, pressing her legs together and trying to dislodge the tickler. Sadly, it was right against her sweet spot and there was no moving it... and she knew from experience that these things got harder and harder to bear the more they worked their magic. As her clitoris stiffened and became more sensitive as the machine itself turned her on more, the sensation was going to be even stronger. "Eeerk! Oh, come on! This isn't fair."

\t"Well," Diane said, sitting back in her chair. "Now that my sister's being entertained, where were we?"

\tDavid stood and walked around the desk, placing the A-4 paper he'd withdrawn from his desk earlier onto the squirming Aria's lap. "Read that please, Aria, and when we get back, tell us both what you like from the list. If you don't know what some things mean, just ask." He winked at Diane. "I've got to quickly check up on a few kits," he lied, since Diane clearly knew it was lunch time and few kits would still be in any kind of bondage, "so come with me and we can talk for a bit."

\tDiane stood and followed David to the door, picking up where she left off in the discussion about her exams.

\t"G-guys?" squealed Aria, her breathing coming much faster now. "Y-you're kidding right?" She glanced at the paper in front of her on the desk. "Wait! Come on!"

\tThe door closed, leaving the slightly nervous girl to wriggle and gasp all alone.

\tJeremy had been deposited in front of the two boys he'd decided to spend the rest of the afternoon with, back where they had been talking on the beanbags. David had lightly placed him onto his knees, said he had to go deal with some more new blood and left the arctic at the mercy of Danny and Robby. If they had any.

\t"Hey!" Danny exclaimed cheekily, scooting forward of his large green beanbag to run a paw down the doubled-over kit's back. "He brought us a present, Rob! All wrapped up for us!"

\tRobby merely swallowed loudly and timidly followed his friend's lead, shuffling forward to the bound kit. The sight of Jeremy's bound nine-year old fluffy white body was astonishing! The only other fur who could make him feel anything like this was... well, Danny.

\t"Whoa," muttered the fox in question, who had moved on his paws and knees around to the backside of the tied up kit and seemed to be inspecting what was going on back there. Jeremy 'murmph'd' something into his gag, his muzzle resting on the floor - doubled over and his arms behind his back, all he could do was lie like that. "What's this thing? I guess it stops you from straightening up, right?" Danny prodded at something, causing Jeremy to shudder. "Hey check this out, Robby!"

\tAlso on his paws and knees, Robby scampered around behind, and blinked in surprise. There was a bar of black and white shiny plastic pinned up to the seat of Jeremy's rear that bent in slightly and had captured his testicles in a small hole in the center. It was grabbing them and holding them out and back between the kit's legs, stopping him from, as Danny said, straightening his legs in relation to his body.

\tThere was also a loud buzzing vibrator buried in the kit's butt, and small electrodes were attached to the fluffy container for his jewels, and judging from the occasional tensing of the nearby muscles, they were periodically running a current through there.

\tRobby mewled. The effect the sight was having on him suddenly doubled.

\tThere was a giggle from Danny. "This is so cool," he said, sitting cross legged right next to the white-furred boy and laying one arm on his lower back and reaching underneath the boy's taut stomach to grasp his rock hard cock. "I'll just play with this. If you want me to stop or anything Jeremy, just ask. Or close your legs. Oh, you can't do that, can you? Well, just go soft then. If you keep this hard-on I'll guess you want me to keep going."

\tJeremy actually snorted out a laugh, but then he shuddered and closed his eyes when the paw around his dick started to fondle and tug on it at a teasing pace.

\tNot wanting to pass up the opportunity, Robby also joined in the act. He sat cross legged on the opposite side of the arctic fox; with one paw he lightly, almost reverently, massaged the kit's back. The other paw went exploring the chest area underneath. Robby's breathing was loud and ragged now, but not quite as bad as Jeremy's.

\tDanny examined his friend with a knowing smile. "He's really cute, isn't he?" he said to his friend.

\tNodding, Robby blushed under his bandit-patterned facial fur. "H-he's not just cute..." he admitted.

\tUnsurprisingly, Jeremy's tail twitched in a slight, involuntary wag at being complimented so.

\tIt had been a while since Robby had been involved in such a... well, sexy situation. When he was younger, he'd been doing things with friends and occasionally in sex-ed, but since his mother pulled him from all of those activities he'd been more or less celibate. Danny had tried for two years to get him in a position where they could be together, either in private or here at SDY, but his mother kept a short leash on Robby's life. Finally, this morning, he'd come here and now he was being reminded quite painfully of what he'd missed out on for the last two and a half years. It was time to make up for that.

\tBearing that in mind, he shuffled even closer to Jeremy and began to massage him more firmly, and of course tease his nipples; he was remembering what to do now.

\tThe other denizens of the Salon were paying attention, but there was some sort of unspoken code here, as far as Robby could see. Nobody else came over to partake in playing with the adorable bound kit, they were all minding their own business or just observing.

\tSuddenly, Danny ceased his ministrations and stood up, a look of delight on his face. "He's here!" he blurted. "Robby, can you take care of Jeremy for a few minutes? I have to go say hello!"

\tRobby blinked and looked around. He could see nobody that hadn't been there last time he looked around. "Um, sure," he said, his confusion obvious.

\t"Suck him off if you want," suggested Danny. "See how many times you can get him to cum before I get back! Or, uh, something." With that, he jogged off towards the kitchen door to meet with this unnamed fur.

\tKnowing Danny would surely explain himself sooner or later, Robby shrugged and moved away from Jeremy. "How to do this?" he mumbled to himself. He had an idea.

\tStanding up, the raccoon ignored his own stiffy whapping his furry stomach and picked up a comfortable, medium sized beanbag, sitting it next to Jeremy and flattening it out. It didn't take a lot of effort, since Jeremy was light even for a kit two years younger than Robby, and soon he had rolled the kit onto his back, on top of the squishy beanbag, bent legs in the air. "Comfy?"

\tJeremy nodded. It was only really now that Robby noticed the expression of mild torment on the boy's face. His eyes were watering and his breathing was coming fast and shaky. He was in a pretty uncomfortable position. Robby surmised that the arctic was just dying to orgasm; so, like the considerate kit he was, he decided to help him out.

\tHe knelt down at Jeremy's left side, draping his right arm over the boy's lower stomach to hold him in place, and then wrapped his left arm around the left leg. He adjusted himself and looked down and across at Jeremy's granite hard joystick; it was naturally smaller than Robby's own, but it still looked soft and sensitive to the raccoon boy. Jeremy himself mewled and whimpered in expectation.

\tWasting no further time, Robby opened his warm, wet mouth and encircled the kit's penis. He kept a tight grip on the boy's waist and left leg as he began to suckle and lick the organ like a tasty lollipop. Predictably, Jeremy yelped and squirmed, gasps issuing from behind the effective gag.

\tRobby took a small break and looked the opposite way, down Jeremy's dreamy, cloud-like fur to his adorable face. "I'm not as experienced as Danny or you," he said, grinning, "but I think I'm pretty good at this." Returning to suckling once again, Robby began to bob his head slightly too.

\tJeremy realized his worse 'fear' was about to come true. Robby indeed knew his stuff, but he was going to drag this on for as long as he could...

\t"KAAAAY-DEEEN!" cried the orange blur, which seemed to take off from the carpeted floor like a missile.

\tInside the kitchen, the red tee, black-jeans clad cheetah blinked, turned, and out of reflex managed to just catch the hurtling orange blur as it catapulted into him. He lifted the excited fox up and pulled the naked form into a chest high suspended hug. "Whoa!" he gasped, nuzzling the boy's throat. "Alright, little bro?"

\t"I didn't know you were back," effused Danny, who wrapped his arms around the tall cheetah's neck tightly. "How did your vacation go?"

\tKaden mentally shrugged and decided to let the over-enthusiastic fox boy keep hugging him. Besides, it wasn't like he really minded. "It was awesome," he replied, touching his nose to the boy's. "Caught some sweet waves, went driving down to Los Angeles and went on a cruise. Not had a vacation like it in a long time, little bro."

\t"I can imagine," said Danny, his ears perked and pointing straight forward. "What did you do in L.A.?"

\t"Not much, was only there for like, three days." Kaden prudently adjusted the way he was holding Danny, placing an arm under the kit's tail and one around his back to hold him up more comfortably. "What did you do with yourself while I was down south?"

\tDanny grinned. "I got him to come here, finally. He's here now."

\t"Whoa, really? That's good. You gonna get him today you think?"

\t"I don't know. Hopefully soon. We were just in the den playing with Jeremy. You should see how David's tied him up!"

\tKaden blinked. "Wait, you left your boyfriend and your chance to play with one of the cutest boys I've seen in this city, just to say hello to me? I'm touched!"

\t"Well..." Danny chortled nervously. "I was kinda hoping to introduce you to Robby." The fox shifted and Kaden was prodded with his still stiff penis. "Oh sorry," Danny apologized, shrugging.

\tKaden laughed happily, giving the boy a quick lick on the nose. "What are you talking about? In fact, let's keep it that way..." He moved the arm he had under Danny's tail, holding the cub in place, until his paw was fondling the kit's backside. He gently slipped one of his thin fingers between the boy-buns, lightly prodding and massaging the puckered hole he found there.

\tDanny shivered and let loose a content moan when his sphincter was penetrated surprisingly easily by his friend's finger. He pressed himself tighter against the cheetah, closing his eyes as he felt the digit move around down there, seeking out his prepubescent prostate and gently kneading it.

\t"So," Kaden continued, acting like he was not molesting the boy's backside. "Has school been alright?"

\t"Y-yeah..."

\tSmiling to himself, Kaden sat down on a the counter next to the sink, getting comfortable. "Oh, never mind," he laughed, holding his favorite sub close, caressing the boy's back. "I'm glad to be back, Danny. And I'm glad you had a shower before coming here."

\tAria shuddered as her sister released her wrists and unceremoniously plunged a paw into her underwear to remove the little buzzing butterfly. "Thanks, I think," she said, a little disappointed. It was getting a little hard to bear though.

\tDavid chuckled and shut the office door. "OK, have you read it?"

\tAria looked at him with that animated face of hers and shook her head. "Uhh, no! Kinda distracted here!"

\t"Only kidding, really," David admitted, sitting back down as Diane took her chair too. "I didn't really expect you to. It's better that Diane helps you out."

\tLeaning forward, Aria squinted at the page. There was that dry tone again... "So what is this exactly?" she asked loudly.

\t"Registration sheet," answered Diane, leaning across. "You give them your details, and what kinds of things you're alright with doing.

\tAria's gray-furred features scrunched up into a frown. "I don't know..."

\t"That's why I'm here! It's easier if you've got someone who knows their stuff on your first day." She shifted her seat closer to her sister's. "Still takes a little while though. David, we'll be about ten minutes or so, if you wanna get back to things."

\tDavid blinked and looked surprised. "Now that's a dismissal if I've ever heard one," he muttered quietly, getting up and walking to the door again. "Be back in ten then."

\tSarafina was putting away dishes when David came whistling into the kitchen. "What's making you so happy?" she asked bluntly, smiling.

\t"It's a pretty good day, Sara." The wolf hopped up onto the kitchen counter next to the piles of dishes. "Got two totally new young-un's here. Jeremy may've had a rough morning but he's looking great now. I think it's looking up for him."

\t"It always is, until he has to go home," Sara muttered darkly.

\t"I know, but unless we want to do something stupid, our paws are tied while the brothers don't want to do anything." David stretched and laughed. "You should've seen his face when I got him into that mess. I think he's rediscovering something he'd forgotten for some time."

\tSarafina dried the last plate and rested against the counter top. "If you say so."

\t"You're in a bright and cheerful mood, Sarrie."

\tThe cat sighed and looked at her boss apologetically. "I'm sorry, David," she said, smiling again. "I just don't know what to do with that boy. You say he's picking up again... but I don't know." She shook her head. "Sometimes I wish we'd just stuck to the over-ten-only rule, you know."

\tDavid felt like the wind had been sucked from his sails. "I-I know. I didn't do it lightly, you know."

\t"I don't mean for his sake," Sarafina stated. "It's hard on us too, David. We could just look after him the way we do the youngest Amison. But now he's hurting himself and seems to be after play that'd terrify the crap out of furs twice his age." She averted her gaze, looking into the soapy water. "Sometimes I ask just how much of a hand we've had in this. If what we did is making things worse."

\tDavid grumbled. "I wouldn't be too sure," he said seriously. "He was already hurting himself. That's why I did it. Why I let him come in at nine years old. So it could be controlled."

\tSarafina looked back at the wolf, crossing her arms. "I never heard the story." She obviously intended to hear it now.

\t"Nearly a year ago, Jeremy's older brother, Jason, brought his two brothers here with him." David smiled wryly. "I found bruises on all of them, and Jeremy in particular looked like he'd gone through a meat grinder. That's when Jason explained it to me: their mother beat them all, but picked on Jeremy mostly. Jeremy showed some interest in the things his elder brother was doing, and Jason asked me to consider taking him in..."

\t"So why did you?" Sarafina asked, blunt as usual.

\t"I didn't, at first." David chuckled. "I gave him an evaluation, asked several people more enlightened than me, too. I had to make sure Jeremy wasn't interested in this sort of thing because he believed he 'deserved to be hurt' or anything like that. I didn't take it lightly, like I said. I got second opinions, everything I could do. But it was obvious that Jeremy discerned very strongly between what we do and someone just beating him up." Sarafina raised an eyebrow. "Well, it's pretty easy to tell the difference, Sarrie. I've seen that kit go through things here that look brutal, but the only time I've ever seen him with a broken finger or a bloody eye is when he comes here from home.

\t"Anyway, I was pretty sure that it wasn't some kind of self-loathing. Also, I wanted to help him... I really do." He looked in the direction of the play rooms. "I don't care if he's being whipped or smothered in candy-floss. I wanted to give him a reason to keep coming here so I could help him out. Let him know he's not a bad kid. That it's not his fault. As time went on, he experimented more and more and went after the heavier duty shit, but I was always watching him closely. Trying to make sure it was never about blaming himself, or thinking he deserved it. My worst nightmare is that I was wrong. Just thinking that makes me sick."

\tSarafina smiled sourly. "I see."

\tDavid let out an explosive breath. "At the time I was also worried that he might be suicidal. I would've been." He chuckled and nodded towards the mess of kits playing in the den. "Don't be fooled, just because he's like a meek kitten and asks to be on the business end of a whip. That boy has a heart of gold and a bravery I've never seen before. My goal is to make sure his life gets better, Sarafina, and, no offense, but I'll go through hell to do it, and fuck anybody if they think I'm wrong to."

\tWith a laugh, Sarafina wiped at her eyes. "And that's why I work for you."

\t"So I have to do what they say?" Aria said, frowning. "All the time?"

\t"Yeah!" Diane bopped her little sis on the head. "You know about D/S, you studied it in school this year."

\t"Never done it though!" Aria took a deep breath. "What if I don't do what I'm told? Just out of curiosity."

\t"Depends. If you really don't want to do it, then just tell them the answer to stop them and explain. Try to not just say no and dig your heels in, okay?" She reached out and ran a paw through Aria's head-fur. "They might realize something's wrong, but then again they might just try to make you do it and you'll freak out." She paused. "Some people want that, you know. It's sometimes called being a 'brat' or 'misbehaving'."

\tAria grinned winsomely, her white buck-teeth showing. "I'm good at that, aren't I?"

\t"Do you think you'll have a problem with any of the stuff I put there? Or with behaving?" Diane asked in a deadly serious voice. "Don't be afraid to give up. It's your first time, so if you give up, they can let you go back in for free. It's to let you try things out."

\tAria shook her head. "Nah. Though I might misbehave, if you know what I mean."

\tDiane rolled her eyes. It wouldn't be a shock if her little sister was a 'brat'. She provokes furs playfully as a matter of basic everyday conversation.

\t"But can you go over the whole 'question' thing again?"

\t"Sure, listen up." She sat forward. "It's simple. It's like a game. They give you a question and an answer. The interrogators- that's what they call the Tops here, 'interrogators'- have to get you to tell them the answer. It's like a safe-word."

\t"Why don't they just have a normal safe-word?" Aria enquired. "That's what they told us in school."

\t"Because in normal play, you can go for as long as everyone's comfortable with, but this place is a business, Aria. They have to keep the amount of time per bottom down so everyone can have a turn, so they actually try to make you give up." She paused. "Oh! But they try to make it take at least half an hour. Don't worry about that."

\t"Half an hour?" Aria squeaked, cringing.

\t"You can give up whenever." Diane shrugged and grinned. "Anyway. The ways they try to get the secret out of you are whichever ways you've put down here. Sometimes it's done kind of like... in a role-playing thing, you know? Depends on you. The answer is always easy to remember too."

\t"Wait a sec! What if you don't want to give up, but something is just dangerous or uncomfortable? I mean, if that happens and you-"

\tDiane smiled. Her sister was sharp at least. "Don't worry. It's not like they just cut you down and walk away if you say it. They make sure you're saying it for the right reasons before stopping play. They can usually tell anyway."

\t"OK." Aria stood and frowned again. "One last question, and then I'm happy."

\t"Shoot then."

\t"Am I allowed to play with the boys?"

\t"You mean in the den during lunch and stuff? What kind of play?"

\t"All kinds."

\t"Well, yeah... if they can handle you..."

\tThe door opened and David walked in, slurping a juice of some kind. "Hello girls, just here for a few files."

\t"Oh, we're done," Aria said before Diane could open her mouth.

\tDavid nodded and picked up the registration sheet. His eyes widened. "Well, I can see you're adventurous, Aria." He shot a look at Diane. "OK, so what's next, girls? We've got a little longer until lunch ends. So, are you waiting or going in? Going to stay dressed or going in nude?"

\tAria cocked her head at the grown up. "You're kidding! Go in there dressed? I'd look like the biggest dork ever."

\t"Didn't think you were a shy one," chortled David. "Oh well, the stripping part is fun too." He gave the little mouse girl a polite look. "Would you like a hand with that?"

End of Part A.

Had to split this into two parts due to the size restriction! I did say this was a big one...

Salon Du Yiff!

Part II

DISCLAIMER:  As the author of this fictional tale, I must enforce the fact that the characters are not humans and the world of SDY is a fictional construct, a fantasy world very different from our own. I do not condone the sexual or "BDSM" related activities portrayed in this document (or any other) being applied to human minors. The "kits" (furry children) in this document also may not behave or react the way a human child in the real world would to these concepts. Once again: I unequivocally do not condone the sexual or "BDSM" related activities portrayed in this fictional document being applied to human minors in 'real-life'.

Continuation of Part 2.

Part 2B!

\t

\tRobby was having the time of his life. Jeremy was incredibly cute, and his reactions were turning the raccoon on so much he was shaking. The arctic was in discomfort, being over-stimulated and teased, but knowing he was alright with it made it so easy for Robby.

\tHe was still suckling the younger boy's dick, loving the taste and sensation of the rock-hard object, massaging the smaller fox's belly. He could've had the younger fox-boy climaxing every half a minute for the last five, but Robby knew he would find it hard to stop, and driving Jeremy to cum that many times would've just been cruel.

\t"Enjoying yourself?" came a familiar tone, excited and happy.

\tRobby, surprised, stopped suddenly and looked up, letting the two-inch erection slip wetly from his mouth, much to Jeremy's chagrin. Dan was back, and he was accompanied by a dressed adult, a cheetah about David's age.

\tAlso, at least half the room was watching him abusing Jeremy and the disappointment was audible. He blushed.

\tChortling, the cheetah put a paw out. "Nice to meet you finally, Robby," he said in a jovial, Californian accent. "Heard loads about you."

\t"Uh, hi!" Robby breathed, quickly wiping his muzzle and shaking the paw.

\t"I'm Kaden," the feline went on, kneeling down. "I'm a friend of Danny's."

\tDanny leaned familiarly on Kaden. "He works here," he explained, still grinning. "Kind of our handler. He looks out for us."

\tKaden nodded. "Yup. Danny here is one of my regulars- and faves." He looked curiously over at Jeremy, who was still mewling with his eyes scrunched up. "Whew, Dave's put him in a pretty nasty situation there. We shouldn't ignore him, boys."

\tDanny slipped around to Jeremy's other side and knelt over him, licking his muzzle. "Didn't plan on it! We can still diddle him while talking, right?" He gave the bound arctic's penis a firm rub.

\tKaden laughed and sat down next to the beanbag Jeremy was writhing on top of, reaching out and placing his paws right on the fuzzy white chest. "Of course. Dig in, Robby."

\tQuite happy to do so, Robby also knelt over the kit again. He chuckled silently. Jeremy was going to burst if they kept teasing him like this. When he was getting into position however, he caught sight of a white furred mouse girl on the other side of the room. She hadn't been there a moment ago, he was sure, but she was looking their way almost in shock.

\tShe was a pretty girl, and completely unworried about her nudity. Her hair was down to her shoulder blades, and dark yellow-blonde in color, draping down her white, well kept furry back.

\tRobby mentally shrugged however and leaned forward, Danny stopping his pumping to let his friend have a brief suck.

\t"Umm, wow..." he suddenly heard. He looked up, and there was the mouse girl, apparently having crossed the room quickly to them.

\t"Hola!" Danny smiled, sitting back. "You're new here, right?"

\t"Yep," the girl nodded, her breathing coming a tad heavily. "Hey, does this happen often?"

\tKaden snickered. "Totally. Especially the 'Jeremy tied up during lunch' part." He offered a paw to the girl. "Kaden."

\tShe took it and shook vigorously. "Aria," she introduced herself before going back to gawking at the immobilized, tormented boy on the floor. "Wow that's hot..." It was obvious she wasn't one to mince words. "What's that around his balls?"

\t"It stops him from standing straight by pulling them back," explained Danny, pointing at the encircled testes. "Pretty neat, huh?"

\t"Totally!" The girl had apparently not seen anything like this before, but she clearly wasn't a stranger to sex. "Ummm, can I play with him too?"

\tKaden looked down at the anguished arctic, who managed to nod slightly. "Sure, though there's not much room."

\tDanny got up and moved over to the same side as the raccoon. "There you go. We'll share this side."

\tThe mouse girl practically bounced around to the vacated spot, sitting quickly and feasting her eyes on the gasping white fox. It was almost like she was mesmerized. "He's really pretty..." she muttered, looking a little embarrassed for the first time. Appearing nude was totally alright, but calling a boy pretty...

\tRobby leaned away from Jeremy's crotch, instead rubbing his belly. With a gasp, he felt Danny wrap a paw around his own member.

\tThe fox chuckled and kissed him on the cheek, his tail wagging behind his head. "You're totally horny right now, aren't you?" he asked, pumping the raccoon's dick slowly. "Break time is nearly over."

\tNow another mouse walked into view, this time from the staff room. A cheerful looking brown haired mouse lady with light gray fur, wearing a business suit and thin framed glasses. She scanned the room, saw the little group of horny kits and smiled.

\t"That's Jenny," whispered Danny to the raccoon next to him. "She's an interrogator too."

\tRobby frowned and whispered back. "What's she do?"

\t"Err, she's actually pretty hard-core," elaborated the fox. "Whips and punishment and stuff. Friends with that Alice lady, you know."

\t"She looks so nice though..."

\tKaden snickered. "She makes me look like a kitten, lil bro," he whispered.

\tJenny approached the group, still smiling. "Hey Kaden," she beamed. "Hi boys!" She looked down at Aria. "Aria, I'm Jenny. I'm going to be, uh, looking after you this first day. How are you?"

\t"Good, thanks," replied the other mouse. "What're we doing first?"

\t"It's a surprise." Jenny winked. "Hrm. Jeremy, I know you were going to play with the boys, but how would you like to come play something soft-core with Aria here? I think she really likes you and you don't often get to play with others, especially girls."

\tAria almost choked- that was blunt even for her-, but Jeremy, after a short contemplation, nodded a few times.

\t"Excellent! Do you mind, Kaden?"

\t"Not if it's cool with David," acknowledged the cheetah. "What I had in mind for these guys works best with two, anyway."

\t"Same here." Jenny smirked. "Okay, shall we get going? Let's leave a little early so I can get to know you a little better, Aria." She paused and looked down at Jeremy. "Wow, you look good like that Jeremy. Gonna regret taking you out of it. For a moment anyway." Without further ceremony, she bent, easily lifted the young arctic over her shoulders while keeping his legs safely bent, and walked off.

\tAria jumped up and followed immediately, still looking with that awed expression at Jeremy.

\t"She doesn't waste time, but she's a nice girl," Kaden said with a sigh. "They'll get along fine. Guess we need to do the same. Let's go to the room, boys. Work out what we're doing on Robby's first day of being tortured."

\tThey stood and the cheetah led them across the carpeted floor to their room.

\tKaden opened the door and stood aside as the two kits walked on in. "It's not much of a dungeon, but then we don't need much."

\tRobby nearly stumbled. It looked like a basement with dull gray walls and a carpet. The room was about seven meters square and about three high, with a single ceiling light much like one would see in a suburban home.

\tIt was also quite filled with equipment. There was a St. Andrews Cross up against the wall; a rack; a pair of small cages, one for standing and one for crawling it seemed; and a few things that the raccoon had no idea what they were. There was normal furniture too: a comfy couch, a pair of leather chairs, a desk, and strangely a small refrigerator.

\tOne wall was adorned with an equipment rack holding things like whips, odd gadgets and bondage gear. Adjacent was another rack covered with a black tarpaulin and below was a pair of black boxes.

\tRobby swallowed. He looked up at the roof. There were various attachment points, like hooks and eye-holes that appeared very sturdy. "This- this isn't much?" he asked incredulously.

\tKaden shrugged, apparently missing the irony. "I don't use much furniture," he said, closing the door behind him. He pulled his t-shirt over his head and tossed it into the corner, revealing his slim surfer body. He caught Robby gawking at the view and laughed.

\t"Good taste," Danny joked, prodding his friend in the side.

\t"It gets hot in here sometimes, even with the dynamic air-conditioning," explained Kaden, as he walked to the light switch and dimmed the glare to a mild glow. "At least that's my excuse sometimes." He pulled up one of the leather chairs and motioned for the boys to sit on the ground in front of him, which they did. "Alright, Rob, here's the 4-1-1. Everything you've done so far has been baby stuff, really. Just gettin' you comfortable with the idea of strangers tying you up and stuff."

\tRobby held his breath. Being tickled until you laugh yourself unconscious was baby stuff?!

\t"So, what's going to happen now is I'm going to ask you about some stuff, try a few things out on you, and then..." he leaned forward and smirked. "Try to see how far you can go."

\tRobert gasped quietly, then flushed. "Oh... alright."

\t"Don't freak out, I'll still be gentle." Kaden sat back, still smirking. "Just a different goal. I'm actually gonna try to make you give up this time, but it'll take a while. You'll enjoy it. I won't bother with roleplaying or setting a scene just yet.

\t"So, to begin with, I need to ask a few questions." He burst out laughing suddenly. "You look so serious, Rob. All the really important things you answered on the registration form. Now, I heard you do gymnastics?"

\t"Yeah," nodded the raccoon. "Four times a week. I compete at level seven."

\tKaden nodded approvingly. "You take it seriously then? If I remember right, it's usually kits older than you by a few years that compete at that level."

\t"Yeah."

\t"Awesome. Does that mean you're even more flexible than Danny here?"

\tRobby shrugged. "I dunno."

\tDanny interjected, sitting forward. "He is, Kaden! I've seen him do stuff I can't a lot of times."

\tKaden stood. "Stand up, Rob," he ordered.

\tRobby did so, slightly curious. The grownup walked around behind him and grasped his arm. Kaden started manipulating his grey furred body, pulling his arms up behind him, bending him over, and so forth. "Whoa," Kaden said, sounding impressed. "I guess you're even better when you're warmed up, right?"

\t"Uh-huh," responded Robby, almost unfazed by the inspection. He'd had his flexibility checked out by adults before, mostly his own instructors; in fact, a lot of his flexibility training involved help from adults. The only difference this time was he wasn't wearing anything.

\tKaden scratched his nose and grinned. "This is great!" He added, "You seem alright with other people touching you too. I expected you to be all shy. OK, next question: did you eat anything today aside from that hotdog?"

\t"No."

\t"When was the last time you did a number two?"

\t"Guh? Um, last night..."

\t"Buahaha..." chuckled the cheetah. "Not a fan of the dirty stuff here."

\t"Huh?"

\t"You'll see..." Kaden walked around the boy. "OK, this is cool. I've got something in mind for you. For both of you. I want to play with your flexibility first though, Robby."

\tThe raccoon finally looked worried, looking up at the grinning feline. "Huh?" he said once more.

\t"One last question: are you dry?"

\t"What does that mean?"

\tDanny giggled. "He is."

\tThe adult cat beamed. "This should be fun. Alright both of you. Start warming up while I get the equipment out. I promise I ain't goin' too easy on you from now on."

\tDanny stuck his tongue out. "Liar. I've seen you go all out!"

\t"Is that a challenge?"

\tAria stood in the middle of the room, taking in the sight. She and Jeremy (still bound and squealing) had been led to a room that reminded her of a basement or tool-shed, with various pieces of dungeon equipment lying around, and the walls holding racks of further goodies. She did pay attention in class when they covered BDSM this year (an optional course) and so she recognized things like spanking benches and suspension hooks for what they were, but she had certainly never been able to try them out.

\tButterflies seemed to invade her stomach as she tried to imagine being held in the clutches of one of these devices. It seemed kinda appealing, until she remembered some of the things Diane had encouraged her to tick on that registration sheet. She gulped.

\tThere was no way she'd live it down if she couldn't handle the "little things" her sister had told her to try. As with the equipment, she knew all about spanking, whips, being told what to do... but doing it?!

\tJenny shut the door firmly, locking it. "OK, Aria," she said sprightly. "Just going to ask a few questions, see what you're interested in and all that jazz."

\t"OK," the smaller mouse acknowledged, trying to push her nervousness away. "Shoot."

\tJenny pulled up a chair and motioned for the young girl to sit on the floor in front of her. That was standard fair here; after all, the kits needed to respect the interrogators as authority figures perhaps even more so than their teachers in school, and even little nuances like remaining clothed, telling the kits to sit lower than them and almost never 'asking' for them to do something was important to the image.

\t"So, I can tell you're alright with being touched and playing about. Though you've never bothered with bondage before? Let alone everything else?"

\tAria looked over at Jeremy, lying on the floor next to her. The e-stim current and vibrator had been removed, but Jeremy was still bound by the spreader, gag, humbler and arm-binders. "Umm, never. It looks interesting though."

\t"It is," said Jenny, crossing her legs. "For someone new to this, your sister has advised you to take some pretty serious stuff. For a newbie."

\tAria nodded, feeling those butterflies coming back. "She's pretty sure I'll like those things though," she said.

\t"Maybe, but it takes time to really get into this stuff. Some of the things you've ticked aren't really for total beginners who aren't even used to being tied up by strangers." Jenny grinned. "Even I don't like to start out with whips or serious bondage. Even for a cutie like you."

\tAria flushed. "Okay."

\t "You might really like some of these things, especially if you're like your sister, but for now we're starting slow, working on getting you used to all this." Jenny walked over to Jeremy and began to remove the binds, leaving the custom humbler to last. "You listen up too, Jeremy. What we're going to do is going to involve both of you. It might be softer than what you're used to, but I'll try to do what you both want."

\tJeremy sat up, rubbing calmly at his shoulders and testicles.

\t"You alright?" asked Jenny, sitting down again.

\t"Yeah..." replied the boy, kneeling in an odd position. Aria blinked, and copied him, kneeling on both knees, legs apart to expose the genitals.

\t"Being bound like that can really hurt after a while," Jenny warned the neophyte girl. "Jeremy is used to it, and does flexibility training for it. So don't be fooled, being held like that for as long as he has will hurt you." Then she beamed happily. "But that's not on the menu for today, Aria! I want your first day to be pleasurable... in a somewhat normal way, ya know?"

\tAria exploded in a sigh of relief.

\t

\tKaden checked the raccoon's cuffs, making sure they were secure. "Good boy," he said absently, rewarding his new sub for warming up. "What we're going to do is a modified strappado. It would be really not-comfy for most kits, but you'll be fine, Rob." He paused. "Well, it won't be comfortable, and you sure as hell won't be able to move, but it won't do you any damage."

\tEven Danny looked supremely curious. "S-strappado?" asked Robby, blinking.

\t"A strappado is when your arms are put behind you and pulled up by the wrists to keep you in place," Kaden said, kneeling down to check the ankle cuffs. "Sometimes you can be hung by your wrists like that."

\tRobby relaxed slightly. He was flexible that way, he knew that. He had to work on it for parallel bar and rings work mostly, and he could get his arms, stretched out behind him, much closer to touching the back of his head than other furs could even dream of.

\tKaden stood. "Of course, like I said, it's going to be more complex than that."

\tRobby was worried again.

\tDanny piped up. "Umm, what am I going to be doing?"

\tKaden grinned. "I haven't decided yet. Did you want to be tied up too, or want to just watch? It'll be interesting, lil bro."

\tThe fox chewed his lower lip. "I don't like strappado, Kay..."

\t"I know. I'll think of something in a sec," Kaden promised, grabbing Robby's arms and twisting them behind his back. "Just wait til you see this though..." He bent Robby's arms at the elbow, pulling them up his back until the wrists were crossed up against his shoulder blades. He expertly locked the cuffs' D-rings, keeping the arms there, in a position most furs would find supremely uncomfortable. "Whaddaya think?"

\tDanny gawked. "You aren't really gonna hang him like... whoa!"

\tKaden chuckled. "Hang? We'll see." He attached a chain to the locked D-rings, stood on a chair, and looped the chain loosely through an eyehole on the roof.

\tRobby mewled quietly. He was flexible enough that having his wrists crossed so far up his back didn't hurt yet but there was no way this was the end of it. Kaden knew how flexible he was and did say he wanted to push Robby's limits this time.

\t"Nowhere near done yet," said the cheetah, attaching some chain to the outside rings on Robby's ankle cuffs. He held the boy's shoulders to steady him. "Spread your legs as far as you can go." Robby obliged, dropping into a splits position. "Hrm, alright... I should've figured." Kaden rubbed his chin. "Obviously I need to do this."

\tHe took the chain from the kit's ankles and looped them around eye-holes on the walls to either side.

\tDanny's eyes widened. "Oh I get it!" he squeaked, jumping up and down. "Oh this is gonna be cool."

\tKaden chuckled and rotated the raccoon's legs so his foot-paws and knees were pointing upwards rather than forward; if he left him in a simple splits pose, what he had in mind would put a lot of stress on the sides of his knees. But from what Kaden knew about gymnastics, he was sure Robby's legs could easily handle the position and his own weight like this.

"You're even more flexible than I thought, Robby. I think I can suspend you instead." He began to pull on the chain attached to the boy's left ankle, bringing the leg about two feet off the ground. He locked the chain in place with a padlock. He did the same to the chain on Robby's wrists, yanking the boy off the ground with it, before also locking the right ankle.

\tRobby was now suspended off the ground, his legs out to the side and his crossed wrists pulling him upwards. But Kaden was still not done. He pulled on the wrist-chain until there was quite some space between the boy's elbows and his back, pulling until finally even the gymnastic Robby winced in pain, bending over sharply. He then tightened the remaining chains.

\tThe raccoon kit was suspended a few feet off the floor with his legs spread out to his sides.

\tCurious, Kaden stepped back to survey his work. "Are you okay like that, Robby?"

\tRobby nodded. He couldn't move at all, but the pressure on his shoulders was somewhat lessened by the fact he was also hanging by his strong legs.

\t"Feels good, doesn't it?" Kaden snickered. "It's not often you get suspended in the air like that. I was just going to keep your legs apart, but it seems like I can do this just as easily." He shook his head. "I love flexible boys."

\tDanny was gaping in shock. "That's awesome!" he gasped, reaching out and touching the raccoon's shoulder. "That'd kill me!"

\tKaden nodded. "There's still a bit of pressure on his shoulders, but a lot of his weight is being taken by the chains on his legs. But we gotta hurry; even his shoulders won't last forever like that."

\tRobby grimaced. It wasn't exactly comfortable at all, but he was sure he could take it for some time. He couldn't move even slightly: pulled in three directions, with one of them going against several joints, it was impossible and even painful to try.

\tBut the dominant cheetah wasn't done yet... he attached a chain to the front d-ring on Robby's collar, attaching him to yet another attachment point hidden in the middle of the floor, over which he was suspended. It pulled his head down, separating his shoulders even more.

\tChuckling, Kaden held a very small leather ring in front of the raccoon's nose.

\t"Can you guess what this is for?" he asked, smirking.

\tRobby tried to shake his head, but of course he couldn't. The chain Kaden had just stuck on his collar was taut. "N-no..."

\t"Well..." stepping behind the boy, Kaden opened the small ring, actually a cuff, and slipped it around the base of the stripped tail. "It's to stop this thing here from getting in my way." Using an elastic cord, he attached the top ring on the tail-cuff to the rear d-ring on Robby's collar. "There we go. Now you can't move anything really, not even your tail. Like it?"

\tThe raccoon shuddered, trying gingerly to move. "Y-yeah..."

\tDanny gulped. "Oh god..." he gasped, stepping back. "You look AWESOME Robby!"

\tKaden ran a paw down the prominent spine of the raccoon, before resting his paw on the boy's bottom. That would do, he'd just have to help lessen some of the weight on the cub's shoulders. "Alright..." he said softly. "Now for you, Danny." He spun around and grabbed the fox by the shoulder, yanking him in front of the raccoon roughly. "On your knees."

\tHe made Danny kneel under the raccoon's bound torso, pulling his arms around the gray furred body, and locking them together in an embrace around the suspended boy's waist. Attaching a chain, he pulled Danny up slightly, using the same eyehook on the roof as he had used for Rob's wrists.

\tDanny was now pulled up into Robby's lower stomach, the erect raccoon's member right in his face. Kaden chuckled. "You know what to do, brat." He covered Danny's eyes with a tight blindfold, and picked up a vibrating butt-plug from the equipment rack, along with a small tube reminiscent of a toothpaste tube.

\tKneeling down behind the fox, he deposited some slick lubricant on the orange object, before pressing it against the fox's sphincter. "This should keep you occupied while I focus on Robby."

\tBlindfolded and plugged, Kaden left Danny to himself, standing up once again. The fox was giggling excitedly and already licking his muzzle.

\tRobby squealed as Danny wrapped his muzzle around his dick once again. "Feels different, doesn't it?" whispered Kaden, running a sensual paw through the 'coon's head-fur. "Don't worry. Never worry, kiddo. I'm paying attention to ya." He withdrew the final object he'd been carrying from his pocket. It was a ball-gag. "But I can't have you screaming or talking now, can I? Open up."

\tRobby opened his muzzle hesitantly, and was gagged in short order. "Good boy," said Kaden, walking over to the fridge and opening it. He withdrew a very strange object from the freezer section...

\tHe turned and grinned evilly at the bound raccoon. "Now the fun begins..." he held up the object, so Robby could see it. The phallic shaped object was made of solid ice, and a fine mist was playing off of it... "Let's get started seein' how much you can take, huh?"

\tAria examined the ankle cuffs. Like the wrist cuffs her sister and David had sneakily stuck on her, they were lined with fluff and velvet, very comfortable.

\t"So far so good," she muttered, looking over at Jenny.

\tThe lady coughed, indicating both her and Jeremy should be down on the floor... the two children did so, kneeling. "OK," she said firmly. "Let's get started." She grinned. "Seeing you like that gave me an idea. A couple actually. Bondage is all fun and everything, but let's get you started on something else you need to get used to."

\t"What's that?" Aria blinked up at the adult.

\t"Submission." Jenny crossed her legs. "Doing as you're told. It's an important thing here, especially for some of the things you've asked for on your sheet. When we start playing, you're going to be a good little girl and do everything I tell you; sounds good?"

\tThe butterflies were back. "Wh-what kind of things will you tell me to do?" Aria asked, shifting slightly.

\t"Don't be so worried; remember this is about your enjoyment. It won't be anything nasty. Well, too nasty." The grownup walked to the equipment rack and began sifting through the miscellaneous objects. "It'll be stuff that feels good; I'll correct your behavior along the way." Something about the way she said that brought a shiver to Aria's spine.

\tJeremy shifted slightly and Jenny rounded on him. "You too," she said firmly, suddenly looking a whole lot scarier. "You've gone too long without being put in your place, fox. But if you behave yourself I'll reward you."

\tThe butterflies seemed to change their tune again. "This is kinda cool," Aria whispered under her breath. It was something in Jenny's demeanor that was causing that fluttery feeling... it was new and hard to explain, even to herself, but Aria was certainly interested.

\tJenny walked back over to the kneeling kits and dumped an armful of paraphernalia on the floor. She faced Jeremy and knelt down. "Hold out your arms," she demanded. The arctic obeyed, his breathing already ragged.

\tAria shifted slightly and watching with mounting interest.

\tJenny locked the fox's wrists together with a padlock, taking a small length of chain roughly 6 inches in length and attaching the D-rings on the cuffs to the front ring on Jeremy's black leather collar. She then roughly yanked him to his feet by one of his bound skinny, white-furred arm.

\tThe domme stepped across to Aria and just stared at her. "Well?" she finally said.

\tAria squeaked and held out her arms. Jenny repeated the process, pulling the mouse-girl to her naked feet.

\t"Right, let's get started, children," Jenny snapped, walking across the room to a saw-horse perfectly sized for kits and covered with a layer of cushioning, though a little longer than normal. It had a third support leg in the middle. "Boy, come here."

\tJeremy obediently walked over to the simple device. When he neared it, Jenny reached out and grabbed him, forcing him to bend over it, on the right hand side. Withdrawing some more of those small chains and locks, Jenny pulled the arctic's legs to the sides and attached them to the right and middle supports, keeping his legs spread. Around the front, she attached one more chain to the boy's cuffs, pulling his arms down to the ground.

\tShe stepped back to admire her handiwork, before slipping her paw around the tiny waist and fondling Jeremy. "Good boy," she complimented, stepping back. "Stay nice and hard now."

\tAria gulped. Jeremy was already one of the sexiest boys she'd ever seen- downright beautiful- but he was a natural in bondage. It just made him look delicious.

\tJenny grinned maliciously and imperiously gestured for Aria to come over.  Aria swallowed and walked over briskly. Was she going to be bent over that thing too?

\tThe adult mouse towered over her small charge. Aria just noticed the lady was holding a riding crop like it was part of her. "Girl," asked Jenny, saying in about ten ways that she meant business. She pointed at the tied down arctic. "Do you like this boy? Find him sexy?"

\tAria flushed and felt like she wanted to shrink. She had no idea why... she never had a problem admitting someone turned her on! "Uhhmm..."

\t"Don't lie about it. It's obvious."

\tThe butterflies went into a frenzy. "Y-yes."

\t"Yes what exactly?"

\t"Ah, um, yes, I think he's sexy." What was she getting at?

\t"Are you good with your paws, girl?"

\tAria blinked. "Umm, I think so," she said. "Ma'am," she added quickly.

\tJenny nodded in approval. "Get on your knees under him," she ordered. Aria squeezed under the boy, who meeped curiously as she did so. The mouse-girl got onto her knees, facing the boy's genitals; it was obvious now what she was going to be made to do. "Good," added Jenny, walking back to the equipment rack. "You're going to use your paws to see how many times you can make him cum in ten minutes. Don't worry, he's dry."

\tOkay that seemed easy...

\t"If it's less than ten times, you're both in trouble. I'll be asking you Jeremy, so don't try to lie."

\tOh crap. That wasn't even possible. Aria squeaked.

\tJenny giggled internally. There was no way Aria could do this, of course. According to her memory, the average ten year old male of most species needed around one and a half minutes of pretty good stimulation to orgasm, sometimes longer with it getting harder after each climax despite the fact they were usually still dry. Jeremy would be even harder to please than this, so she hoped the newbie would enjoy the elaborate punishment she had for her.

\tShe frowned as she faced the equipment rack. Maybe she should go even easier than she planned. Pain wasn't something you just jumped into. Maybe she'd cut back on the length of the session to see what Aria thought of it.

\t"Uh, umm..." asked Aria, feeling unusually dominated. "Can I use my mouth?"

\tJenny turned around. "Didn't I say paws?" she said firmly. "No. And I'll be making sure it isn't wet afterwards. Better get started..." she lifted up her sleeve to reveal a wristwatch. "I'm already timing."

\tHer heart stopping momentarily, Aria reached up as best she could with her paws attached to her neck, wrapping the warm little member in her fingers. She had to place her head right up near the boy's lower stomach, so she made the most of it, gently nuzzling his groin while she worked, sniffing deeply. "Oh man, he's so cute!" she thought, pumping firmly. She tried to focus on that rather than the impending punishment.

\tJeremy gasped and moaned, trying to push his groin towards Aria's paws. It felt nice and all, being bound again, and Aria wasn't shy with her fingers at all, but this was a lost cause; few other cubs could make him orgasm quickly without 'outside help'. Ten times in ten minutes wasn't going to happen like this, Jenny planned on Aria failing and the little arctic was just along for the pleasurable ride.

\tWhich was of course really cool.

\tAria started pumping and tugging seriously, her own breathing coming faster with her body so close to the horny and adorable arctic. She felt the familiar sensation of her nipples hardening and her slit becoming wetter and more sensitive. "Aaahh..." she gasped, wondering how long it'd be before she got any attention down there.

\tJenny had walked around behind her. "Spread your legs, Aria," she commanded, sitting on her knees behind the busy girl. "It's more comfortable that way."

Aria followed the advice; it allowed her to keep her back straighter. Suddenly, something started buzzing quietly behind her, very audible in the soundproof room. Before Aria could ask, something brushed against her pussy, making her squeak and jump up slightly. She looked down in surprise.

Jenny had picked up a strange vibrator. An oval shaped vibrating egg attached to a slightly curved handle about a foot long, all made of purple plastic. It was vibrating so violently it was literally blurring... "Keep going," admonished Jenny, pushing the egg right up against Aria's crotch and moving it back and forth. The strong vibrations were almost overwhelming, and Aria doubled over briefly, releasing Jeremy's dick.

"Uhhh!" she mewled, her body shaking a little. "I-it's too strong!"

Jenny smirked to herself behind the little mouse. "It's going to get worse. Keep going."

Gasping and struggling, her body shaking ever-so-slightly more with each second passing, Aria reached back up to tremblingly grasp the stiffy in front of her. It didn't help that Jeremy was a little younger and thus smaller than what she was used to, and it was hard to manipulate the little member that was only a little bigger than 2 inches! Thankfully, he was about as hard as he was going to get. "Oooh!"

Jeremy actually let out a little giggle; that vibrator was absolutely crazy, he knew for a fact. It drove him wild up his backside or pressed to his dick; now he could 'see' what it did to a girl's privates. It was possibly worse.

Tsking, Jenny reached out and fondly rubbed Jeremy's ears. "Don't laugh, boy. I've not forgotten about you." She grinned sadistically. "But let's see how crazy we can drive the little tom-girl, hmm? Then we'll see about punishing you for being so nasty and laughing at how she can't stop her little body from shaking just because of a little vibrator."

Aria squirmed, both from the firmly pressed in egg-of-doom and the belittling comment. She was still trying her best with Jeremy's penis, but her arms were literally shaking and her breathing was coming hard and fast, like when she occasionally stuck herself under a freezing shower! Her snatch was getting wetter, puffier and more sensitive, making the sensations even worse! Where the heck did they find such a toy?

Jenny started humming to herself quietly, the sound masked by the buzzing toy in her paws. She ran it back and forth, up and down the little kit's vagina, varying the pressure from a firm press to a light brush. She started to press it up against the front area, right near the clitoris...

Aria squealed and jerked away. "Get back here now!" snapped Jenny fiercely.

With a whimper, Aria slid back into position, spreading her knees and trying to focus on fiddling the boy...

Jenny, of course, pressed the egg right up against Aria's reddened clit again, this time grabbing the girl's slender shoulder to hold her steady. She began to rub it up and down, faster and faster...

Aria was shaking violently now; she couldn't even keep her eyes fully open and her whole body was tensing up spasmodically. She let out a high pitched cry and nearly toppled forward, a strong orgasm ripping its way through her small body. She gasped and whimpered, but Jenny kept up the pressure with that purple monstrosity.

When Aria's climax finished, Jenny waited until the little mousey-kit was squirming and keening, her very sensitive clit being pushed towards a second... then she stopped, pulling the buzzing egg away from between her charge's sweet-meat. "You just came, didn't you?" she asked. Aria nodded weakly. "And you still haven't got Jeremy to yet? Better hurry." She shut down the vibrator, stood, and walked back to the equipment rack.

Taking a deep breath, Aria gathered herself and started jerking again on Jeremy's cocklet. She felt like she was floating on clouds though, like she needed another distraction.

\tJenny had picked up something else, but was still holding the egg-of-doom (which Aria had decided to call it from now on) when she returned. Kneeling back down, she slipped a plastic, knobbed vibrator, slick with lube, into Aria's snatch. It was a reasonable sized one, and when it was switched on it had a more reasonable vibration strength, though Aria almost immediately started shaking again.

\tThis time, however, the dominatrix rodent stood and went around behind Jeremy. Without warning, she snapped him on the backside with her riding crop, eliciting a sharp yelp from the fox-boy. "Now for you, you bad boy!" she said almost cheerfully. "Laughing at your fellow sub when she couldn't help it!"

\t"S-sorry ma'am!" squeaked Jeremy. "I didn't mean it!"

\tJenny harrumphed. "Oh, I don't care about that," she said off-handedly. "It just meant that you had it too easy. If you have time to be sniggering at girls, then you should be using it to get your little fluffy white backside whacked, don't you agree, Aria?" Without waiting for Aria's response, she lashed the boy's bum again. Jeremy's response was baffling to Aria, though. He squealed and jolted, like she would've expected, but also his breathing got harsher, and his little dick stiffened, jolting in her paws.

\tJeremy was struck on his exposed ass a few more times. Out of reflex, his tail tried to cover him up but the duster-like thing was just grabbed and pulled up ruthlessly while Jenny smacked him another half-dozen times. Each time it had a similar effect, and Aria tried to step up her efforts.

\tWith 'her' boy mewing and moaning harder now, it seemed like Aria might be able to get him to...

\tUnexpectedly, Jenny moved away again to the equipment again, but Jeremy was still acting a lot hornier than before. What was she off to get now?!

\tShe returned with a paddle. It was made of sturdy wood, birch or something. It had several holes in its head, which was about the size of a large male's paw, and just seeing it from underneath Jeremy's body made Aria wince. Jeremy was really going to be hit with that?! It looked at least as bad as the hairbrush Aria'd been spanked with before, and just a few hits from that could make her cry.

\tUnsurprisingly, Jenny walked straight back up behind the bent-over arctic fox, lifted his tail to expose his naked ass again, and swung. Hard.

\tJeremy cried out. Unlike the yelps before, this one really sounded painful. But his dick shuddered and stiffened, gaining at least a centimeter in length for a split second each time he was hit, and Aria was, putting her vibrating intruder out of her mind as best she could, working him well by now. Her two paws worked in tandem, rubbing, stroking, tugging and sliding his foreskin back and forth at a good speed.

\tWhack! And again, Jeremy yelled out in pain and surprise.

\tWhack!

\tSuddenly, he let forth a keening squeal, his body trying to double up even more as his small cock spasmed in Aria's experienced paws.

\tWhack! He squeaked pathetically, his dick quivering again.

\t"Good kits," Jenny said to both of them. "Keep going Aria, he's got nine to go."

\tAria bit her own lip gently, trying to keep working, but her arms were already tired. How long had it been so far? She knew from experience boys her age could cum several times in a row, but Jeremy was proving even harder to work with than she'd thought. It was as if he needed to be being hurt by someone or something to even come close! How bizarre!

\tWalking around the duo once more, Jenny ducked down behind Aria once again, scooting a little closer than before. She wrapped one arm around the little girl's thin, furry belly and the other dropped to her snatch again.

\t"Oh god no..." whispered Aria, as the grownup's left hand sought out the exposed, stiff and sensitive buds on her chest. The right one wrapped around the base of the knobbed, uneven vibrator and began to slowly pull it out.

\t"Oh yes," Jenny contradicted, rubbing a little nip in between a thumb and forefinger. "It's not going to be easy for you. I never said it would be, hun." She torturously pushed the vibrator back up, rubbing at the furry chest in front of her. "Be a good girl and cum like you did before. You know, so hard you can barely move." She leaned in and nibbled on Aria's ear... "So I can punish you."

\t"Go slowly now Danny," ordered Kaden, stepping up the suspended raccoon's pink little hole. "Don't make this too easy for him." He laid one comforting paw on Robby's lower back and pressed the freezing dildo gently up to the boy's anus. It was barely even touching but instantly Robby squealed and jolted in his hellish 'strappado on steroids' position. Kaden sniggered. "Don't worry Robby, it's not that big. It's just the right size for a little virgin hole like yours; I'm not new to this." He pressed it into the hole, the slick object providing its own lubricant as it began to separate the boy's anus.

\tRobby "yiped" loudly into his muzzle-gag, his body shivering. "So cold! It's so cold!" he thought, closing his eyes tightly. "It's really, really cooooold!!"

\t"Oh, don't worry about it melting, either," Kaden said sultrily, his muzzle next to the bound boy's ears. "I've got three more." He pressed it in even more, and it breached the 'coon's sphincter, entering in by an inch while Robby keened some more. "If you want me to stop, just ask. Or untie yourself."

\tRobby felt his stomach plummet. That joke seemed a lot funnier when Danny did it to Jeremy.

\tDanny was licking and sucking very lightly on his dick, he noticed. Clearly, they both wanted him to focus more on his predicament; the tight and uncomfortable bondage along with that horrible, freezing thing penetrating his butt. He whined and tried to pull his tail down to protect himself, but the cuff around the base of his tail made that totally impossible. He couldn't even move slightly to take his mind off the sensation... this was happening to him now and he had to deal with it.

\tBut he really was so incredibly horny right now... maybe this wasn't so bad after -

\tKaden pushed the dildo one last time, and it slithered easily into Robby's colon, the alien sensation of invasion making him gasp loudly. He'd never had something this big up there before! Just a few fingers and things!

\tThen the cold hit him properly. He squealed loudly and shivered violently. It was truly freezing up there. He even felt his nuts- which hadn't even dropped yet- pulling back into his body.

\tThe contrast between the freezing object of hell in his butt and the warm, loving envelope of Danny's muzzle around his penis was incredible though.

\t"Not too bad, see?" Kaden cooed, reaching for Robby's totally exposed scrotum and firmly grasping at them. With a yip of surprise, Robby realized he was grabbing at his balls, pulling them back down. It felt uncomfortable, but he wasn't pulling so hard it hurt. "Let's keep these out where we can see them, hm? Little slaves shouldn't be allowed to hide their ballsies at any time. Especially not when I want them to cum."

\tHe grabbed the frozen dildo and pulled it out halfway, before pushing it right back in. He started slowly at first, reaming him slowly, letting the raccoon get used to the sensation of the freezing object moving back and forth, but within a minute he was effectively butt-fucking the boy with an icicle.

\tIt wasn't a straight phallic shape, or a simple tapered dildo. The ice dildo was specially shaped, made in professionally designed and built devices that created a very appropriate shape; it wasn't even made of normal ice; this stuff took a long time to defrost even up someone's butt. This one was, as he said, small enough that it didn't really hurt inexperienced tail-holes, but it had a few embellishments that, due to the cold, Kaden was sure Robby hadn't felt going in. But he'd notice the prostate stimulating lump with tiny massaging studs all over it soon enough...

\tAnd he did. Robby was still shivering from the cold intruder, but as it moved back and forth he noticed a pressure moving up and down his butt. It felt odd and pleasurable, like the pressure was pushing up against his dick from behind, and yet it was nowhere near there... it started to become sensitive, despite the numbing cold.

\tKaden prodded Danny in the stomach with a foot, giving him the signal, and the fox started slurping and sucking harder, bobbing his head with his muzzle suddenly sealed around Robby's two-and-a-half incher. Kaden also pulled on Robby's testes a little harder.

\tThe raccoon whimpered and tried to squirm but it was all to no avail. The coldness of that dildo had made his anus clamp right around the invader as its slick length slipped up and down, almost bashing on his prostate. Danny was seriously suckling him like a baby with a bottle, and his glans were so sensitive now that each time his tongue moved it made him nearly cry.

\tHis balls were being pulled on gently, and it was starting to get uncomfortable. Kaden was pulling them away while his body was trying to retract them! If that wasn't enough, Kaden was gently massaging them now.

\tTo top it all off, this position was incredible restrictive. His legs were pulled taut to the side, and his arms were yanked up firmly and nearly painfully, while his head was dragged downwards the opposed direction.

\tKaden cooed softly at him. "Hey there, Rob," he said comfortingly. "We won't let this get too uncomfortable, so relax and enjoy it. Feel how good it is."

\tWhat really surprised Robby was how he was already doing exactly that. He trusted them both, and was actually trying to fend off the oncoming orgasm, because he knew it'd be unbearably strong...

\t"Oh crap!" he whimpered silently, his ears flattening against his head. "When I cum I'll probably pass out!"

\tThe ice dildo was moving faster now, and Kaden was pressing it towards the boy's pre-teen prostate. Danny was moving faster, focusing on the stiffening, enlarged head of his boyfriend's cock, knowing that when it came it'd drive him to breaking point.

\t"MMMEEEEE!!" Robby shrieked, his entire body suddenly trying to suck in upon itself involuntarily. The orgasm hit him like a bullet-train; he'd been taken to the very edge of his sexual endurance and the climax just tore his body to shreds. His penis and prostate suddenly exploded with sensation and immediately became even more sensitive, the continuing attentions of both his captors even more impossible to bear.

\tDanny hummed happily as the cock in his maw shook like it hit 8.5 on the Richter scale. He slurped excitedly on the head, trying his very best to overwhelm his friend with sensation...

\tKaden smiled and stopped. The raccoon would go crazy if they kept this up. He released the furry sack in his hand and prodded Danny again. Of course, Danny didn't simply stop, he had to pull his head back, for one last unbearable moment, releasing the dick with an audible 'pop'. "Oooh yeah," he said playfully, nuzzling up at Robby's tensed stomach.

\tFor his part, Robby's eyes were still closed and his entire body was still rock hard with tension as the orgasm lingered horribly.

\tKaden gently pumped on the ice-dildo. "There we go," he said gently to the kit. "Did you like that? Was that a strong cum, lil bro?" Robby nodded, swearing quietly into the gag. It was horrible at the same time, though.  "Do you need to be let down? Does it hurt?" He shook his bandit striped face, breathing so hard he felt like he'd just done three hours on a horizontal bar.

\t"Good," Kaden smiled, pulling out the ice-dildo slowly. The hole closed immediately, the skin around it pale and cold. "Because this is a good position." He released Danny, and motioned for the boy to stand next to him behind Robby. He then withdrew a small, cloth glove from his back pocket, slipping it onto his right paw. Danny thought it looked like one of those "dusting gloves" his mom owned...

\t"What's that, Kay?" he asked demurely, standing next to his dominant.

\tKay knelt down, wrapping one arm around Danny's waist, and putting his other paw on Robby's buttocks. "It's a cleaning glove. The ice dildo melted a bit in there, so it'll help me clean him up in there, and warm it up too..." He pressed it against Robby's abused tail-hole, worming it open with the smooth fibers rather easily. With his other paw, however, he wrapped it around Danny's erection and began to diddle him idly. "And you're going to stand here and give my other paw something to do, foxy."

\tDanny shrugged and closed his eyes happily. If Kay wanted to do that, then he was fine with it! He still had the butt plug buzzing away up there too...

\tThe cleaning glove felt wonderful up there. It was warming Robby's freezing colon very well, and it felt nice and smooth going around and around in there, a lot like someone's soft fur... a little like the soft, smoothness of Danny's fur, actually.

\tRobby hummed happily into his gag, taking the opportunity to just hang there and relax.

\tAfter a few minutes of Kaden rubbing warmth into his butt once again, he went off and cleaned the glove. The absorbent fibers hadn't picked up all that much anyway; Robby was a clean cub.

\t"Right," Kaden said, clapping his paws. "Now you're nice and clean, let's see..."

\t"Do ya want to screw him, Kaden?" asked Danny helpfully. "He'll love it, I'm sure."

\tThe cheetah chuckled and shook his head. "Sorry little dudes, but I'm too big for the newbies," he said without a trace of modesty. "Maybe when you're a little more used to it, like Danny." He sighed slightly. "I'm going to let you down Robby, and put you in a position you and Danny can both be in for a little while." He held up two spreader bars and a handful of smaller chains. "Let's have some more fun."

\tAria was moaning loudly by now, her inflamed pussy and nipples being assaulted by the expert paws of a profession kit-dominatrix. It didn't take long for her to cum once again, her youthful body suddenly collapsing as the feelings took over her again; thankfully it was nowhere near as bad as the first one. This time, Jenny was mild and gentle about it; but it was still hurting her chances of getting her score of ten...

\tJenny stood again, leaving Aria to her job, taking the vibrator with her. This time, however, as she walked to the equipment rack, she was removing her shirt and unbuttoning her black skirt. "It's nearly time-up, Aria," she said darkly, undressing silently. "I'll help you this one last time."

\tAria looked on in bafflement as Jenny messed with something she couldn't see. When the adult turned back around, Aria gasped.

\tShe'd stripped off all but her bra and shoes, and was now wearing a strap on. But this was no ordinary strap on. The protruding phallus looked like some kind of torture device. It was eight inches long, two inches wide, was studded all the way from top to bottom and seemed to be capable of vibration judging by the switch on the base. There was just no freakin' way she'd get that inside Jeremy. No way. And Aria didn't even want to think about it being used on her.

\tJenny walked back up to the boy's behind, placing one steadying paw on his lower back, and spreading her own legs to lower herself. Thankfully she wasn't very tall, and Jeremy was lifted a few inches off the ground, bent over the saw-horse.

\tDepositing a tiny, useless amount of lube on the tip of the monstrosity, she pressed it up against Jeremy's tail-hole. Then she pushed... inexorably pushing it inwards.

\tJeremy cried out, the big rounded tip of the thing pushing his anus apart. "Aaah!"

\tAria bit her lip. No way!

\tWith a firm, relentless push with her hips, the wide phallus plunged into Jeremy's sphincter, penetrating by about an inch. Jeremy reflexively tried to bring his tail down once again, but it was batted easily away by Jenny's spare paw, and then he was snapped on the lower back by her riding crop. "Bad boy," scolded Jenny, pushing it even further in.

\tJeremy wailed and scrunched his eyes up. At the same time, he tried to adjust for the invader however, relaxing and pushing with his rectal muscles-- something that ironically helps anal entry but everyone does it to try to stop it. He was used to big things by now but this was bigger than big for a nine year old. It still hurt slightly.

\tHowever, Jenny was absolutely ruthless. She whacked him on the back again, telling him to stop whining. Pushing deeper and harder with that huge, massaging strap on from hell. He gasped and shuddered.

\tAria was gobsmacked. Jenny had actually stuck that thing about four inches into Jeremy's rear end! How was that possible! Jeremy was small! The thing was absurdly wide! It obviously didn't feel all that great though, because just the entry of it was making the little arctic sob and whimper.

\tWhat was really bewildering was how once again Jeremy's body was reacting as if... the pain turned him on like nothing else could. Remembering her purpose again, the little mouse girl started pumping on the little dick with what remained of her energy.

\tThe strap-on was now very deep in Jeremy's backside, and Jenny started to buck, pulling in and out. She had chosen this particular head on purpose; it would hurt, but it was just shy of being big enough to tear the experienced boy's backside. It would hurt a bit, but it was still nothing compared to what Jeremy would have actually asked for if she gave him the chance.

\tShe started fucking him slowly at first, occasionally hitting him with that crop of hers and telling him off for moaning like a little bitch, or for whimpering as if it really hurt him. The boy's body was shuddering now, and sure enough...

\tIt took nearly a minute of the reaming as well as Aria's efforts to bring him to another climax, but neither of them stopped, forcing him to squeal and writhe in the mini-maelstrom of pleasure and pain for a while longer, tears leaking from his eyes. He suddenly cried out again, thrashing as best as he could on the saw-horse.

\tSuddenly, Jenny stopped. "Right, time's up Aria," she said firmly. She removed the strap-on quickly, giving Aria the barest view of her grownup snatch- something she'd seen before anyway.

\tShe came around to Jeremy's face, leaning over. "How many times was that?" she demanded, lifting the boy's muzzle up to her.

\tSniffing, Jeremy replied quietly. "Th-three, ma'am."

\tJenny frowned. "Three?"

\t"The last w-was a double..."

\t"Oh well, still seven short."

\tAria swallowed and felt a little upset. "B-but there's no way I could've got ten!" she complained, offended.

\tJenny laughed and reached under the saw horse, taking the girl by the wrist and pulling her out. "Of course you couldn't, silly," she said, somehow managing to sound both threatening and comforting simultaneously. "You weren't going to make him orgasm ten times. Nobody I know could. I was going to punish you anyway." Then she glowered at the slightly frightened girl. "But for talking back, I'm going to have some more fun with you."

\tWithout waiting for a response, she yanked Aria over to the saw-horse and pulled her over it. "Don't move!" she commanded, reaching down to secure her to the left and middle legs on the same side as Jeremy. Something in Jenny's voice just... made Aria do as she was told. It was uncanny.

\tSoon, she had Aria bound the exact same way as Jeremy on the same saw-horse.

\tAria whimpered in anxiety. "A-are you going to hit me?" she asked. After all, what had she just been doing to Jeremy?

\tJenny rubbed her ears. "No," she said coolly. "Not unless you want me to. I'm just going to introduce you to an old friend."

\tA familiar buzzing sound suddenly filled the room, and Aria meeped pathetically.

\t"Remember this bad-boy?" chortled Jenny, brushing Aria's totally exposed vagina with that dreaded purple egg again. The girl squealed and tried to pull her legs up, to absolutely no effect. "He liked your pussy earlier, I think. This time he wants to get to know you a little better."

\tAria swore in a shrill voice, but it didn't deter Jenny or the purple egg of doom in the least. The vibrating horror teased her clit once more, Jenny brushing it back and forth over the distended top of Aria's labia. "Gnnn!" whimpered Aria, her eyes closing reflexively.

\tJenny laughed happily. "Ooh, you're really nice and sensitive down here Aria. I think we'll have a lot of fun together..." She shifted her posture, holding the vibrator in one paw and swatting Jeremy's bum with her riding crop in the other. "As for you, Jeremy, I think we still owe you for laughing earlier." She reached under his legs with the leather instrument, stroking along the arctic's still hard shaft with its tip. "But don't worry. It'll hurt very good."

\tWith that, she pressed the egg against Aria's slit firmly, pushing it apart. The girl squealed as the vibrating thing slipped between her labia and up into her pre-teen vagina, causing the fur in her crotch to vibrate. Her legs again tried to pull in, and her stomach wall tensed right up. "Aaaah!"

\tJenny leaned over the saw-horse, rubbing at Aria's exposed chest once again, this time with more vigor. "I'll show you how you get someone to orgasm once a minute, Aria," she promised, pulling the vibrator up and down inside of her little submissive. "You should be coming up on one now, right?"

\tWith a strained cry, Aria came once again, shaking like a leaf.

\t"That's one. Let's see if I can get five or so in five minutes. Can't keep Jeremy waiting after all."

\tThe torment only lasted a few minutes. Five, if Jenny had been true to her word.\t

\tExhausted and drained, Aria was released from the saw-horse and taken over to the sofa. Jenny was cradling her gently in her arms, very carefully. "You alright, Aria?" she asked softly, laying the little girl down.

\tAria opened her eyes and smiled. She felt like she was in a permanent after-glow after that. She'd never climaxed so hard so many times in such a short period of time; that egg was truly the vibrating egg of doom. "I'm ok!" she said, trying to focus.

\t"Good!" Jenny sniggered, hugging her new sub. "Did you enjoy it?"

\t"Hell yeah..."

\tJennifer stifled a laugh. "Alright. I'll be back in a minute."

\tShe went over and retrieved Jeremy. The boy hadn't been left alone while Jenny worked over Aria; his eyes were red from tears evoked by continual strikes with the riding crop (sometimes to places Aria wasn't even sure about), and his dick was still hard and jutting a few inches out in front of his body asking for attention.

\tJennifer hefted the little boy up and took him back over to the couch, asking him too how he felt and if he enjoyed it. Aria couldn't hear the conversation, but Jeremy was placed down on the couch next to her.

\t"There we go, cuties," Jenny said, beaming at the two. She sat between them and pulled the two of them into her, holding them in a loose embrace. "We're not done yet, but I wanted you to have little rest and see what you thought of it, Aria."

\tAria smiled, feeling a little more energetic now. "It was great!" she replied. "It feels cool being tied up. Told what to do."

\tJenny nodded. "And being made to cum so often and hard, I bet? What about you, Jeremy?"

\tThe arctic opened his eyes and smiled up at Jenny. His eyes were still red. Fur was matted with some tears. "It was awesome, ma'am!" he breathed. "I-I haven't been allowed to cum during... for a while."

\tThe grownup beeped the fox on the nose. "That's because you keep asking for them to do it that way." She ruffled his messy head-fur. "You've forgotten the other side of it, Jeremy; a side you used to love too. Try to get into the middle again so you don't hurt yourself again."

\tJeremy flushed and averted his eyes. But Aria was gawking at him in abject bafflement. She heard those yelps and screams. Sure, she yelped too, but Jeremy was hit by a freakin' spanking paddle twelve times and reamed by a monster-dick. But he says he loved it? And Jen said it wasn't as extreme as what he usually does!

\tAria felt a strange type of reverence dawn on her. Was this what a kit could attain in S/M by Jeremy's age? Really? Whoa...

\t"Speaking of in the middle," Jenny started again, rubbing both her kits' ears, "the next thing I have planned for you is about there." She looked seriously at the neophyte mouse on her lap. "That time you got pleasure and had to watch Jeremy deal with pain. This time it's going to be a different story."

\tAria gulped. She knew it. That was just a test. The baby test. "What've you got in mind?" she asked meekly.

\tWith a slight smirk, Jennifer began to explain the next and final test. The test that would push Aria's limits.

\tAnd as she begun, Jeremy's interest and Aria's dismay grew with each second.

\tAfter letting the boys rest for a while, Kaden finally sighed and stood up. "OK boys, time for the finale." He grabbed the duo gently then turned them around and pressed them belly to belly...

\t"Now, as I'm sure Danny knows," he began, pushing the boys to their knees, still keeping their tummies and chests touching, "I have a thing for two little elements." He re-bound the kits' wrists, this time around one another's waists, and then reattached them one another's spreader bars with shorter chain. The boys were now bound facing together and onto their knees... "I love playing with the backdoor, if ya know what I mean." He took a rope from the rack and tied the two boys' fluffy waists together, and then did the same with their hips, pressing their groins together so they could feel each other's hard and wet dicks against one another. "And I love having two cubs tied together." He also removed their gags, but kept them blindfolded. "And, hey, whaddaya know? You two are practically the exact same height and build. Perfect."

\tHe reached underneath the two, feeling around to ensure their crotches were flush together. "I want you two to feel everything, including when your boyfriend's little member twitches and grows against your groin." He put one of the tail-cuffs on Danny, pulling it up towards his collar with the same elastic rope he'd used on Robby. "You should be kissing one another, like little gay boys should be..." Robby felt his face flush and his ears folded slightly, while Kaden used a few inches of chain to connect their collars together. "And generally as turned on as possible, while I drill your little kiddy prostates to make you squirm and moan together, and hopefully cum a few times. Sound good?"

\tBoth the boys suddenly shivered... dear god, they were already horny as hell. Danny in particular had a high heart rate: Kaden was a wizard with his paws. He loved this position, too, pressed up against a tight, other fur's body covered in silky fur...

\tKaden knelt beside the hugging kits and surveyed his work. He really was hard now, but there was no real way to deal with that now. He embraced the two boys around the shoulder, playfully nipping at their ears and chuckling when they couldn't pull away, giggling. "Go on then, kiss," he told them. "I won't stop nipping and start what I want to do unless you are. You've done it before, right?"

\tBreathing hard, the two pressed their muzzles together and began kissing vigorously. Even Robby was getting into it...

\tSmiling, Kaden withdrew a little, placing some lubricant on his furry fingers and pressing them up against the two kits' tail-holes, which had certainly gotten a lot of attention today. Instead of penetrating straight away, he swirled his fingers around the entrances, massaging them...

\tRobby, unused to having his butt played with, broke the kiss momentarily with a gasp and twitch, but Danny's muzzle just adjusted and caught him again. Kaden almost felt a little sorry for Robby; his friend had a huge capacity for love and sensuality and the raccoon was going to get a face-full of it today-- literally.

\tWhen he finally penetrated, he felt a thrill of pleasure himself. The two kits had shuddered cutely upon entry, but they didn't break the kiss. Bless!

\tIt didn't take long for him to get a bead on their little buds hidden inside their bodies. He began rubbing and kneading them with just one finger at first, starting slow as he liked to. The boys moaned their approval, with Robby gasping again, but as before Danny didn't let him get away for long.

\tHe added a second finger to each of them, slipping it into the slick holes. With a grin, he started to move the two fingers in and out, twisting and rolling them within their warm little bodies, firmly nudging and massaging their 'g-spots' with each movement.

\tDanny let out a shaky, cute little moan, entwining his tongue with Robby's. This felt as good as he expected... he could feel his own and Robby's shafts up against his pubic area, twitching and stiffening with each brush of the prostate Kaden gave them. Not mentioning the wonderful feeling Kaden's paws were giving them.... "Oooh"!

\tThis was incredible. Doing this with Robby was breathtaking.

\tKaden spoke up. "OK, cutie-lovers," he cooed, drilling them a little faster. "I hope you like this... it takes a little time to make me happy with it. You might have to cum a few times too."

\tRobby, totally unused to this sort of thing, had just one thought for that: "I hope this doesn't end!" Then he whimpered in pleasure to vocalize it...

\t

\tJeremy and Aria were no longer bound by cuffs. Jenny had used her knowledge of ropes and knots to tie their upper bodies tightly. Rope had gone around their upper arms just above the elbows and bodies, pinning them together. Jen had used some more rope under their arms, cinching the rope around their body tighter. Their wrists had been crossed behind their backs, up near their shoulder blades and tied tightly, then secured further by the ends of the ropes cinching the arm-ropes. Curious Aria tested her bonds, but Jeremy knew not to bother. It was impossible to get out of and very restrictive.

\tJenny double checked the ropes and stood up. "This is a favorite rope technique for most of the staff," she explained to Aria. "It's very firm and hard to escape, but it does need good flexibility. The more flexible you are the longer you can stay in it. Also, it looks freaking hot on kits for some reason." Aria nodded and looked over at Jeremy who appeared totally unfazed at this point. Aria felt slightly guilty; her being here was making things so much tamer and softer-core for her playmate. Remembering her optional courses in sex ed, she was starting to see just how crazy some of these 'games' could get, and Jeremy it seemed was only comfortable if he was hurting, scared and couldn't move an inch. Or maybe even breathe. She was sucking all the fun out of it for him because this was just some stupid introductory thing.

\tShe jumped. Jeremy's binds were tighter and his wrists were further up his back in the middle of his shoulder blades. Aria blinked. She'd never run into a boy more flexible than her, but Jeremy looked like he was actually freakin' comfortable like that! If anything he appeared to be getting excited just looking at what Jennifer was setting up.

\tStealing a glance that direction, Aria saw something even worse. There it was.

\tShe'd heard of a "horse" before, but had never seen one before. It was a big, long wooden wedge, with the edge pointing upwards, that you were supposed to straddle and have to suffer with your own bodyweight pulling your crotch onto the nightmarish thing.  On the floor under it were four attachment points, more eyeholes on the ground for chains to be locked into. That was for the chains pulling your legs down so you couldn't escape and to maybe make it more painful.

\tThe wedge itself was suspended about a meter off the ground by wires on the corner. Strangely, there were four footrests near the base of the thing. It was about three meters long, nearly a meter high and just about one meter wide at the base. If the chains weren't too tight, maybe she could rest on those and pull herself up slightly... but then again, maybe not. Jenny said something about a catch.

\tAria finally saw what Jen was doing to the horse. She was adding attachments.

\tOn the sides, but near the top, there were little catches for installing additional nastiness. Aria saw what was in store for her: jutting upwards from the wedge was a black rough-leather screw. With a whimper, she looked down at her crotch.

\t"Oh, don't worry," Jenny said ominously, implying she really should worry. "It doesn't hurt, really. It goes into your sweet little slit."

\tJeremy gulped when he saw what was in place for him. It was just a rough synthetic cord attached to the attachment points, but Aria couldn't figure out what the heck it would do. Jeremy could though, and it was mean.

\tCackling dramatically, Jenny pulled over some weird contraption that reminded Aria of a hospital IV drip. However, Jenny left it and came over to Jeremy, scooping up the neatly tied up kit in her arms and gently placing him on the horse. Jeremy immediately placed his feet on the footrests, which were way at the bottom of the wedge, allowing him to lift his body by maybe about a centimeter off the horse. The footrests actually moved downwards almost imperceptibly, like levers, resulting in about a half centimeter space between the well made, pointy tip of the horse and his crotch.

\tJenny then set about chaining the boy's ankles to the floor anchor points. They were very taught; if he was sitting normally, he'd barely be able to get his paws on the rest and stand up for that half a centimeter respite. Next, Jenny got on a step ladder, using another length of rope to go around the kit's bound wrists and pull him up towards the roof, forcing him to sit straight.

\tThen, she revealed the esoteric purpose of that synthetic cord. It wasn't esoteric at all, it was simple. She wrapped it very tightly around Jeremy's scrotum, capturing the un-dropped nuts firmly, digging in to do so. The boy even winced. Next, she took a thin tube with a nozzle that was part of the weird IV machine and stuck it unceremoniously in Jeremy's backside, the nozzle equipped with a retaining groove to keep it in place. Finally, she made the arctic sit his fluffy, skinny crotch down on the painful wedge, and tightened the cords around his balls even more. If he stood suddenly, they'd yank his nuts slightly.

\tAria whimpered. Especially when she saw Jeremy's pained expression.

\tBut Jenny didn't give a damn and retrieved the little mouse. "I think I should do this first," she mumbled, plugging Aria's butt- again without ceremony- with that strange tube.

\t"Aack!" Aria gasped, looking with confusion at the IV drip thingy. "What is this?"

\t"You'll find out," replied Jenny, lifting her up over the wedge. She sat her on the horse facing Jeremy, the ugly, rough screw like thing going into her snatch; it was more bendy and longer than she thought it was.

\tAria gasped. It did kind of hurt already... it put a lot of pressure on her pelvis, jabbing into the area around her crotch and ass. She put her feet on the foot rest as quickly as possible and let Jenny complete the restraints as she had with Jeremy. Finally, Jenny removed the girl's paws from the rests, bringing her weight back down onto the horse.

\t"Aah!" winced Aria, trying to shift slightly. Of course she could barely move.

\tJenny grinned horribly and flicked a switch on the base of the horse. "OK kits," she said firmly. "Don't put your weight on those footrests unless you want a rather icy surprise from that thing." She pointed at the IV thingy.

\t"What is it?" asked Aria, trying to twist around to look.

\tJeremy blinked in surprise. "Y-you don't know? Uummm, it's an ena-enama machine... ow!"

\t"Correct," Jenny said, smiling cruelly at Aria. "It's an enema administrator. Basically, little girl, if you use those footrests, you're going to get water colder than the North Sea up your backside." She leaned forward. "And believe me, that's cold."

\tJeremy looked concerned, mildly. "It can really hurt if you get too much in you..." he warned, grimacing from the pressure on his groin.

\tJenny smiled. "It was nice of you to warn her, Jeremy, but we all know you'll bring it on yourself." She held up two muzzle-gags: composite gags comprised of a muzzle and a ball gag that was guaranteed to stop a fur making noise... "But no more talking. Just sobbing and crying."

\t

\tRobby and Danny were having the time of their lives. Their breathing was once again torn and ragged, the sexiness of the situation and each other, as well as the wonderful sensations Kaden was granting them, driving them to a dream world of sensuality.

\tBlindfolded and enveloped in the feeling of one another, firm bondage and sexual stimulation, they were almost in a trance, still kissing firmly, but their pace had slowed a little, and they were shuddering and moaning much more. They were even drooling slightly, but they could hardly help that.

\tBound tightly, they could still move their hips a little, and the two boys were grinding their erections between each other's groins.

\tKaden was trying his best to keep them on the edge. It was so fun watching them groan and whimper as he teased them by dancing near giving them a climax and then backing down again.

\tHe grinned happily. He loved boys their age. Horny (especially if introduced to such things, which they all were nowadays), sweet, cute, fun and sensitive. Also, they were near puberty, but not quite... meaning their prostates had developed enough to be large enough targets, sensitive and vulnerable, but they wouldn't spurt! The pre-pubertal ability to have multiple dry-orgasms with no refractory period- and no mess!- where they were wiped out and could barely get hard was just awesome, and so few furs realized that. Kaden however loved to let male cubs experience that before they grew up.

\tMercy reared its ugly head, and Kaden began to drill the two kissing kits faster, to give them what they wanted.

\tWhen it finally came, the duo suddenly vibrated like a current of electricity was zapping through their bodies. They cried out simultaneously and writhed helplessly in their bondage, every movement they made rubbing their dicks against each other more, exploiting the orgasmic sensitivity. They squeezed one another and moaned happily, breathing in short, staccato rhythm together, before finally collapsing exhausted onto one another for support.

\tKaden nearly squirted himself. "Fuck, that's hot," he whispered to himself. He continued drilling though, and the boys continued mewling and groaning, almost immediately getting back into the kissing. Their endurance was incredible.

\tForget the kits. Kaden was worried how long he'd last.

\tThe lights had been dimmed, and Aria was mewing into her gag as the horse was starting to get to her. Right in front of her, she saw Jeremy fold and place his paws on the footrests, trying to stand slightly.

\tWhen he did, he winced almost instantly. The cord around his balls pulled them slightly, sending a jolt of pain up his body. Simultaneously, Aria heard water rushing. For a second, nothing seemed to happen, then Jeremy squealed loudly and shuddered as ice cold water flushed into his bowels. It was only a little, but it still made him try to double over in shock.

\tJenny whacked the boy with her riding crop again, seemingly punishing him for trying to stand.

\tAria whimpered. Then she caught sight of the white furred arctic's penis, stiff and bobbing straight ahead of him, practically in line with the wedge. He was loving this.

\tShe had to stand, if only for a second... she moved her paws around until she found the footrests, hoisting herself up slightly. The screw in her vagina aggravated the soft skin as she did, causing her to shudder. She heard the water running, but nothing came just yet.

\tShe thought she was safe. Maybe she could get away with this...

\tThe water sloshed into her body, the frigidity attacking her insides like acid. With a sharp scream she sat back down, the screw doing exactly the same as what it had done when she stood.

\tJenny rolled her eyes and whapped the little mouse girl on the backside with her crop. "That was silly."

\tAll of a sudden, Aria's insides seemed to convulse and stiffen. The pain from the cramp was sharp and didn't go away... she doubled over as best she could, squeaking pointlessly into her gag.

\tThe sensations suddenly dazed her. It was almost out of nowhere. Endorphins, building up steadily for the last half an hour, flooded her pre-teen rodent brain, and she suddenly felt the same way she did when she was in hospital having her appendix out and they drugged her... her eyes crossed slightly and closed while her breath started to come in short, sharp gasps.

\t"Mmmuuuhh..." she moaned, feeling dizzy and yet somehow exhilarated. Was this bad? What was going on?

\tJenny reached out and rubbed the girl's shoulders. "I know it's confusing the first time," she whispered to the girl, who could barely focus on her face. "You're alright."

\tThe pain was still there, but weirdly, the more she felt it, the fuzzier her senses were becoming. It wasn't that she couldn't feel it, in fact she felt it very astutely, but it was... different suddenly.

\tAria tried once again to stand. The horse was digging in a little too much...

\tPredictably, the harsh leather screw abrasively rubbed up and down her vagina, causing her to mew and flop back down. More water suddenly pushed its way into her bowels; she was sure no more could fit now. What was worse, the cramps redoubled and Aria had to sob out loud, tears blurring her vision. Jenny smacked her bottom a few times with that ubiquitous riding crop of hers, but it was just another sensation.

\tShe tried to look over at Jeremy. The masochistic boy was writhing in pain, but also with a kind of bliss on his face. His dick was certainly happy, pointing right at Aria like a tiny quivering rifle.

\tFor some reason, she thought about how cool it'd be to be able to suck on the sexy arctic fox cub's genitals right now and making him completely explode like the dry little slut he was. Then she wondered why the heck she'd thought that.

\tJeremy also seemingly unthinkingly stood on the rests to relieve some pressure on his groin. Predictably, in a few seconds he was writhing in agony as the icy water reached his lower intestines. His face was screwed up and his eyes were clamped shut. Aria found that sight totally hot, and she gasped. She noticed vaguely that in fact her own body was acting up... her breathing was becoming like when she was really turned on, which wasn't all that often, her nipples were tight and erect, and her labia were becoming puffy, as the endorphins played merry havoc with her and the line between pain and pleasure, focus and dispersion, were blurred.

\tMaybe standing up one more time wouldn't be too bad an idea... her pelvis was starting to feel sore anyway...

\tFinally, Danny and Robby had cum one too many times, and the effort of their grinding and such had worn them down. They'd not even been able to keep up their kissing show for Kaden for the last minute or so. When the last orgasm had finished racking their little weakened bodies, Kaden withdrew his fingers and wiped them on some nearby antiseptic wipes.

\tHe looked at the two, embracing each other tighter than their bonds made necessary, and decided to go wash his paws properly while leaving them like that.

\tWhen he came back two minutes later, they were still recovering. He undid their bonds and carried the wasted kits to the soft couch, sitting them up together, leaning on each other. They cracked open their eyes and looked at him kind of blearily.

\t"You like that, little dudes?" he asked, his own breathing still shaky.

\tRobby could only smile weakly, but Danny nodded. He looked lovingly at his friend and gave him an impromptu hug. "He's so sexy, isn't he Kay?" he said exhaustedly.

\tKaden nodded and sat on the floor in front of them. "You're both amazing, lil bros."

\tDanny looked down at him and concern crossed his features. "Want us to take care of that...?" he asked, a warm, thankful expression on his face.

\tThe cheetah blinked in surprise. "Take care of what?" Danny pointed clearly at Kay's groin. "Oh..."

\tThe fox let Robby lie on his side and slid down to the floor, crawling over to Kaden and going straight for his belt buckle.

\tRobby sniggered softly. "Hey, me too... 'kay?" he also slid onto the floor and made his way over.

\tKaden gaped. "S-seriously?" he asked incredulously, as Robby insistently tried to push him onto his back. "Aren't you tired?"

\tWith a chortle, Danny looked at him while undoing the fly on his jeans with his red pointy ears perked right up. "We're ten years old. We never get tired."

\tWhen Jenny was finally convinced Aria and Jeremy had had enough, the duo had practically had their entire little lower tummies filled with the cramp-inducing glacial water, and were aching all over.

\tShe took Aria down first, correctly assuming that Jeremy could handle a crap-load more. The nozzle from the enema machine was an ingenious design. Twisting it off caused valves in the nozzle to snap shut, letting it stay in as a butt-plug until the recipient could go somewhere to dump the water.

\tShe deposited Aria on the couch before returning for Jeremy. Aria looked up when the dominatrix was approaching with the arctic's limp, gasping form, and saw his penis was still hard.

\tInstantly, when Jeremy was placed on the couch, Aria used what little remained of her strength to scoot down the couch and wrap her mouse muzzle over the erection, suckling hard and fast, bobbing her head, trying to make the boy cum again and get that damn dick down. It was irritating her.

\tSurprised momentarily, Jenny chuckled. The two kits were still a little "high". She shrugged and sat down next to them both, holding Jeremy's arms out above his head while the girl did her thing with that skilled tongue of hers. Finally, Jeremy shuddered and mewled, before going limp. Aria looked up, her eyes a little unfocused and her hair looking absolutely awful. All in all, she looked adorable.

\t"So, what did you think, Aria?" Jenny asked, pulling the young girl up into an embrace, which she accepted happily. She rubbed the girl's shoulders and back, to relax her previously bound muscles.

\tTaking a juddering breath before answering, Aria smiled up at the grownup. "It was nice," she understated, still in a little daze.

\t"That's good."

\tWith a "Buh!" Aria collapsed onto Jennifer's thighs, drained.

\tJeremy sat up and stretched, still seemingly unfazed by the session. He had a little satisfied smile on his face though and did look a little tired. Even among the older hard-core furs, that boy had incredible endurance.

\tHe looked down at Aria's exhausted form and ran a paw through his head-fur. "That was great!" he complimented Jennifer, crossing his legs. Jenny wondered to what extent he was only being polite.

\t"Aria?" she asked, shaking the smaller mouse's head.

\t"Hmm?"

\t"You're alright, yeah?"

\t"A little tired and sore..."

\t"But you're ok? Don't feel upset or anything?"

\tAria rolled over slightly and looked up at her, a confused look on her face. "What for? I asked you do that stuff, didn't I?"

\t"You're definitely Diane's sister," muttered Jenny. "Not many girls would be ok with that. OK, let's rest for a while, then we should go back to the den."

\tThe mouse girl pouted. "Does that mean I have to move?"

\t"Sadly, yes."

\t

\tAfter the two had been able to walk, Jenny had lead them to a room adjacent to the den- the big room where everyone ate and relaxed- which had its own couches and beanbags strewn about it. It was really just an extension of the den itself, but a little more secluded. There were still furs bustling about in the rest room, and Jenny wanted her 'new girl' to have a quiet place to process what had just happened. Not that she was worried, since Aria really did seem to be alright with things.

\tJeremy had suggested they look through one of the salon's photo albums. Apparently, some of the kits consented to let themselves be photographed to serve as kind of advertisements and extra income for the place. Jeremy explained that they actually paid pretty well per picture, since the images really did make a lot of money for David and company.

\tImmediately, Aria asked if that meant he'd had a few pictures taken. "Yeah," he affirmed, walking over to a coffee table and taking specific magazines. "A lot. Mom won't give me money, for anything, so I get it from here."

\tHe dropped a magazine right next to Aria's couch. Bending over to pick it up, Aria leaned forward, something catching her eye. "Um, Jeremy, don't move for a second." The arctic froze as Aria placed a paw on his neck. "What's this?" she asked, separating his fur. There was a large pink scar at the top of the back of his neck, just below his head. "You have a pretty mean scar. Did you fall down the stairs or something?"

\tJeremy stood up immediately, looking uncomfortable. He handed her the magazines and sat down a few feet from her, staring at his paws. "Th-that was my mom."

\t"Huh? What did she do?"

\t"H-hit me with a bottle."

\tSomething was telling Aria it wasn't because Jeremy wanted it. "Why?!"

\tJeremy sat down, looking away from her. He clearly didn't want to talk about it. "Said I was useless..." he said quietly.

\tA jolt of panic went through the mouse. "Uhh, never mind, Jeremy!" she said quickly, scooting closer to him and opening one of the magazines. "Hey, show me where you are in this one!"

\tThe boy turned around to face her once more, indicating the front of the book. "There's a contents page. Everyone's photos are together so people who like them can find them."

\t"Oh, cool! Do you have many fans? You should."

\tJeremy blushed a little, sitting back against the sofa again. "I think I do. We get emails, but we don't have internet at our house, so they send them to David. David's shown me a few though." He smiled shyly.

\tDidn't have internet? What?!

\tAria flicked through the pages, gawking at several of the pictures. Jeremy, naturally, was showcasing some of the more crazy play, and some of the images were borderline disturbing.

\tShe came across one in particular and she rounded on Jeremy. "Is this for real?" she demanded, showing him the offending image.

\tJeremy peered over. It was the picture of him with his upper body bound the way it had been while on the horse- around the upper arms, and wrists crossed up as his shoulder blades- with a noose tight around his neck. He was standing on an ice-block that was slowly melting, muzzle open in a scream and eyes filled with terror. "What do you mean?" he asked diffidently.

\tAria boggled at him. "Did they really hang you!?"

\tThe arctic giggled briefly. The first time Aria had really seen him laugh. "Oh. No and yes. Kinda." He smiled wryly. "I thought it was real at the time. The thing holding the rope on the roof breaks when you put any weight on it."

\t"You thought it was real?"

\t"Well... I kind of knew it wasn't, but..." he frowned for a moment. "It's like, when you're doing this kind of stuff, sometimes you sort of go..." he hesitated and gathered his thoughts. "I-I don't know. But your imagination can take over you. Like you're hypnotized or something. You nearly think things are real."

\tThe mouse girl was still gaping at him. "So they pretty much hanged you."

\t"If I didn't know sort of in the back of my head it wasn't real, I'd have said the safe-word."

\t"B-but what if they didn't let you down? What if it was really real and they wanted to kill you?"

\tJeremy frowned at her. "I'd be dead then, I guess." He snapped his fingers. "Oh yeah. They call that hypnotic thing sub-space. It's really cool."

\tDavid and Sarafina were watching the two kits from a distance away.

\t"That's amazing..." David said, shaking his head. "To think all we needed to do was that..."

\t"What're you babbling about now, David?" enquired Sarrie politely.

\tThe wolf nodded towards Jeremy. "Just look at him," he explained, incredulous. "Jeremy almost never talks to another kit without staring at his paws. Yet in just one day he's become so much bolder, talking to Danny, Robby and now Aria. It's been getting easier and easier for him." He laughed. "What he needed were some friends."

\t"He's got his brothers, though..." Sarafina said, baffled.

\t"Brothers aren't exactly the same thing. Most of the time he spends with them is in the house with that psychobitch anyway." David grinned happily. "It worked out well, in my books. From Jenny and Kaden's reports, sounds like he's getting back into the pleasure side of it too. I don't mind him being so hard-core if he's having a more balanced approach to his play; it might stop him from trying to hurt himself again."

\tSarafina shrugged. "You're the psychologist, David," she teased. "I'm just the dominatrix."

\tAria was looking hard at the photo. It looked hot, sure, but Jeremy really did look like he was wetting himself there. "What's with the ice?" she asked Jeremy. "I mean, I get that it's melting so eventually you'll hang, but why ice? Why not just put you on a stool and kick it? Doesn't the ice melt and make a huge mess?"

\tJeremy nodded. "It's good to go slow," he explained, idly playing with his tail. "It's more time for you to enjoy the scariness. Oh and the ice is really, really cold and slippery, so standing on it is tough. If you use it to stand up, your paws will get cold and you might try to move them, so you slip."

\tAria mouthed an "Oh." But then she frowned again. "Wait, you said the rope would break if you put any weight on it. So if you slipped or lifted your legs it might just break and you'd fall."

\tThe white fox shook his head. "It takes three seconds before the rope breaks," he elucidated. "So you actually do get to hang for a few seconds, or get back onto the ice block. It's terrifying. It's cool!"

\tThe mouse girl swallowed a lump in her throat. "Oh, snap," she said shakily. So Jeremy also liked to stand on freezing ice-blocks so cold they hurt his paws while being hanged in a type of 'imagination-hypnosis' that made him really believe he was gonna die... Aria was pretty sure she'd pee herself in such a situation. In fact, she was pretty damn sure even Jeremy would. Or did.

\t"I've gotta go to the bathroom," Jeremy said, slipping off the table. "Excuse me."

\tWhen he jogged off to the bathroom, the naked mouse girl decided then to approach David and that African cat she'd seen watching them. She crossed the room to them and waved.

\t"Hello there Aria," David piped. "What's up?"

\tThe kit seemed to be thinking pretty hard. "Hi David. I just wanted to ask... do you know why Jeremy likes such nasty stuff? I mean... "

\tDavid smiled slightly. "Did you want the technical answer or the simple answer?"

\t"Umm, both in that order?"

\tThe wolf chortled. "Well, technically put, I think Jeremy likes to place himself in an altered-ego state through extreme masochism, submission, ego-suppression and bondage in order to repress memories of and identification with his abusive home situation."

\t"What?"

\tDavid looked right at the girl, meeting her eyes. "The simple answer is," he said softly, "that he probably does it to forget his own life." Then he shrugged. "Although maybe not. Maybe he just likes it a lot. Maybe he likes it a lot and uses it to forget. It's very hard to guess why some people like this stuff, Aria. Sometimes there's a reason, sometimes they just like it."

\t"Oh."

\t"Yeah. It's hard to explain it or give a reason for it to people who've never tried it. For as hard-core a submissive as Jeremy, there's a whole different mentality than for soft-core bottoms. When play is started he gives his sense of self up totally, accepting this imaginary world where he's almost a different person, and like he said, he's almost hypnotized, almost but not quite believing the role-play to be real. Here he can explore his darker fantasies and work out his stress and emotions without the boundaries, like shame or worrying about upsetting someone, that we deal with in everyday interaction, and be someone else. And you already know about how pain can be made to feel different, making you feel kind of good, right?" He paused and looked sheepish. "Did you follow any of that, actually? Sometimes I suck at explaining things."

\tAria physically reeled backwards. "I-I think I got most of it," she said honestly.

\t"The worst part is still to come," David said wryly. "I'm just guessing. Maybe it's something else that Jeremy is working out in there, not his pretty perverted fantasies or the emotional trauma of his home life. Maybe it's something else. That boy is a total freakin' mystery."

\tSarafina laughed at David. "Are you giving a ten year old a university lecture, David?" she ribbed, a smirk on her features.

\t"Umm," Aria interjected. "What was that about perverted fantasies again?"

\t"Oh," Sarafina fielded this one. "Jeremy doesn't like to talk about it. Really, his fantasies are a lot like what he goes through here. He's pretty fond of rape or torture fantasies. Sure you could tell that."

\t"Before you ask," cautioned David, "why he has such fantasies in the first place is a whole new kettle of fish. Maybe there's a reason for it. Maybe he's just like that. As far as I can tell, he doesn't compare what happens to him at home with anything like his play-scenes here."

\t"I-is his mom really that bad?" whispered Aria, looking at the floor. "She sounds horrible."

\tDavid held up a paw to silence Sarafina. "I think we've said enough of Jeremy's private business, Aria," he rebuffed her gently. "You should ask him yourself what she's like." He smiled apologetically at her. "And I have to warn you... he won't want to talk about it. After all, I did say he wants to forget about it. You have to respect that." He made to walk away. "Coming Sarafina? We've got to, uh, do stuff."

\tBaffled, the cat followed him.

\tAria turned around and saw Jeremy looking at her quizzically. She suddenly felt so sad for him, but at the same time she realized she felt something else too. Something very strange indeed.

\tShe felt protective.

\tSo she walked back to him, smiling cheerfully, and started to speak with him about anything but his troubles.

\t

\tDanny leaned back, kneeling on his foot-paws. "There!" he said, licking his lips. Between him and Robby, they'd given the adult a taste of his own medicine for a few minutes before Danny took over. When Kaden climaxed it wasn't as, say, clean, as Robby was used to, so Danny took it all himself.

\tRobby was sort of in shock though. He'd never seen his friend swallow before.

\tWith a dreamy sigh of his own, Kaden sat up, grinning wildly. He was so tightly wound from before, it only took his favorite fox a handful of seconds to push him over the edge when he started trying. "Sheesh, you guys are good at that," he complimented, standing so he towered over the two kits, pulling up his jeans. "I guess you're both alright now?"

\tRobby hauled himself into the same kneeling position as Danny, back on his paws with his knees apart. He'd seen a few other kits doing that: it seemed to be some kind of common position. Made sense, it was pretty exposing, comfy and close to the ground. "I'm ok!" he said brightly. He knew he was tired, but he wasn't about to pass out again. Enough of that for today.

\tKaden checked his watch. "Whoa," he said, moving to retrieve his shirt. "It's half three already. Do you guys have somewhere to be?"

\tDanny shook his head. "Not really," he sighed. "But we should probably go home. Robby might not be able to handle too much more."

\tThe raccoon nearly objected, but he supposed his friend was right. He'd been tickled unconscious, screwed by an icicle, came more times in one day than in the year so far and was just generally tired out. When he came back, though...

\tKaden also looked a tad disappointed. He wished Danny at least would stay, but the fox wouldn't stay and send his friend home alone. "Ok boys," he said, unlocking the door. Robby didn't even know he'd locked it. "Let's get you dressed then!"

\tDanny grinned and bounded to the door. "Come with us!"

\t"Was going to, bro. Need to just say a few more things to Robby."

\tThey crossed the building to the locker-room, walking through the den to get there. The entrance to the lockers was just behind the reception area; Robby noted with a bit of a shock that he hadn't been in there before. David must've taken their clothes and put them in lockers after he made them strip for him in the middle of the den.

\tThe locker-room was nothing like the stark, often wet, equivalents at school or Rob's gym. This had a very soft carpet, softer even than the carpets in the other rooms which were very much like the carpets in classrooms or offices. The lockers were painted a smooth white, and they were stacked, three in a column, up to just over the boys' heads. There were a lot of them, several rows of them filling up the ten meter squared room.

\tDanny seemed to know where he was going, taking them to the back of the room. His locker had a tiny nameplate, and a small keypad with four numbered buttons.

\t"Um," Robby asked, worried. "Where's my locker?"

\tKaden chuckled and pointed at the locker right under Danny's. It had a small business card sized piece of paper taped to it with 'Robby' scrawled on it. It, like every other locker, was shut, locked and had a keypad.

\tThe adult cheetah reached past the kits, entering a huge code that was at least twelve long. The locker door popped open. "That was what I wanted to talk to you about," he explained. "This was your first day here, and so of course it's pretty different from normal; we start slowly here. If you become a regular, you'll have your own locker with a code. If you come here every now and then, you'll get a random locker with a key they'll strap around your ankle or something."

\tDanny nodded. "Like when you go swimming, you know?"

\t"Also, like I told you before, this was just a trial day, to see if you can handle the basics and how far you can be taken." Kaden grinned and ruffled the raccoon's head-fur. "You certainly didn't disappoint. I'm glad Danny brought you here today."

\tFlushing, Robby, absently rubbed his stomach and looked to the side. "Thank you... I really enjoyed it."

\t"That means you're our type of perv," joked the grownup. "Anyway, eventually, you'll be introduced to the format we use here. Ya know about the question-answer thing? Anyway, someday soon I hope, you'll come in here, get a question, dump your clothes in a locker and get on with it."

\tDanny opened his locker with a six-digit code, reaching for his clothes. "I'd love to come here with you again, Robby," he said off-handedly. "And again. And again. It gets better and better the more they find out what you like and the more used you get to it." Robby nodded and leaned towards his locker, trying to get a hold of his underwear. Promptly, Danny giggled. "So, while you're down there..."

\tThey both burst out in laughter. "Haven't you had enough for one day?" Robby asked him, poking his navel. He stood up and slipped his white briefs on. Then he paused. "Oh, I should call mom and see if I can stay at your house soon!"

\tThe fox paused, his boxers halfway on, and looked over at him. "Yeah! You've got your cell phone right? Call her now!"

\tExcitedly, Robby reached into his locker again, pulling out his small bundle of clothes and digging through the pocket of his shorts. He pulled out his slim black cell and unlocked the keypad. He gulped slightly. There was a missed call from his home number; his mother was already wondering where he was. He looked over at Kaden and Danny, his eyes worried. "Wish me luck..."

\tAria and Jeremy entered the locker room, with Aria looking apologetic. "Sorry Jerry," she said cordially, walking to a specific locker. "It's my birthday and we're going out for dinner tonight. Mom wanted me back by four."

\tJeremy appeared dejected as Robby and Danny looked over at the two. "No problem. I have to wait here for my brothers. "

\tThey walked over to a locker near the two boys and Aria opened it. Evidently David had given her a code and locker for her first day, because Robby couldn't see a key on her anywhere. She promptly started dressing, slipping on a pair of striped panties, a short plaited skirt, a mid-riff baring top... Robby noted with some irony that she wasn't wearing much even when full dressed.

\tJeremy smiled at him. "Hi Robby," he said in his musical soft voice, waving. "Did you like your first time?"

\tNodding, Robby pressed the speed-dial on his phone. "I loved it! Excuse me though..."

\tAria had already finished dressing, even her socks and running shoes were on. "You going to play again?" asked the arctic kit.

\t"Probably, yeah. I think Niall is coming in soon..."

\t"Who?"

\t"The guy who normally does me. Coyote."

\tAria shuddered. She'd seen him in Jeremy's photos. The guy looked scraggly, but still powerful, and sickening evil. He even had a damn scar visible on his face.

\tShe froze. Well, that was something he had in common with the shy little kit next to her. Only she wondered if it was caused by something as dreadful as being bottled by his mother.

\tRobby swallowed as his mother answered. "H-hi mom!" he said uncertainly. "Oh, sorry, I didn't hear you call. Where am-? Oh, uh, I was with Danny at the gym. Yeah he wanted to see it." Suddenly, all eyes were on him. Even Aria, who had no idea of the significance of the call, had detected the anxiety in the raccoon's voice and was all of a sudden watching intently. "Um, I have to ask, w-would you let me stay at Danny's house sometime this week?"

\tHe winced visibly. "I-I know mom! We won't. I swear! That's not why I-..." he slumped. "But... but mom!"

\tDanny bit his lip and slumped too, his ears drooping like soggy paper.

\t"Mom, please? You never let me go to friend's places. I never get to go to sleep-overs with friends. And Danny is my best friend, mom!" He paused, looking and sounding almost on the verge of tears. "You never let me spend time with him, or any of my friends."

\tTotal silence. Danny was holding his breath.

\tAbruptly, Robby exhaled explosively. "Thanks mom. No, that's not why I want to go... I want to stay at his house because we're friends." His eyes suddenly widened. "Thank you..." He hung up and stared at the phone in shock. "She said I could... I can't believe it."

\tDanny crowed happily. "What did she say at the end?" he asked breathlessly.

\t"She said 'you mean boyfriends'," said Robby, still wide eyed. "And it was ok to do what I wanted if I was careful."

\tAria smirked. "Pretty good guilt trip you laid on her there."

\tRobby looked hurt. "It's true. She never lets me do anything with anyone... she's always said someone'd take advantage of me if I did."

\t"How right she was," muttered Kaden. What did she expect, in this day and age with a 'coon boy that shy and hot?

\tDanny shook his head. "Why did she change her mind?" he asked suspiciously, folding his arms. He still hadn't bothered to get dressed, and like Robby was just standing there in his underwear.

\t"No idea. Maybe she felt sorry for me."

\tAria sniffed. "You mean guilty. Not letting you have friends? Or enjoy yourself? There's stuff moms aren't meant to do, and that's some of it there." She suddenly gasped and shut up, leaving Robby looking bewildered.

\tDanny collapsed backwards onto the lockers, leaning against the smooth metal, relief on his face. "Whoa, that was a cliffhanger. But that's awesome! You can stay at my house tomorrow!"

\tEveryone seemed happy, and all but Jeremy got dressed afterwards, and headed to the reception area. It was time for at least three of the kits to go home. Danny was talking animatedly about what they could do at his house; listen to music, play games, watch a movie together on the couch with dimmed lights... Aria was merrily pumping Jeremy for information about how often he came here, what he did outside of this place (not much), what he liked to eat, and if he ever wanted to come around to her place, he could consider himself invited. Kaden just whistled to himself quietly.

\tThey stopped to say good bye to Jeremy in front of the door, who seemed far friendlier than normal. He was even smiling as he shook their hands; a big leap for someone who barely even spoke to others.

\tBut as Danny pushed the door open, he heard the arctic gasp loudly. He spun around. "Huh?" The still naked kit was looking past him, to the street in front of the salon. Danny looked back outside. Coming out of a large SUV was a female arctic fox, dressed quite well in a female suit, with long snowy hair and high heels. She wasn't looking their way, checking something on her vehicle's dash.

\tDanny turned around and shut the door. "I'm getting David," he said darkly.

\t"No!" Jeremy cried, jumping in his way. "Don't!"

\t"Why not?" the other fox asked, baffled.

\t"Don't get David!" repeated Jeremy, looking wild and frightened, but he didn't know which way to run.

\tDavid, of course, promptly walked into the room. He looked over at the group and made a quizzical sound as he made his way around the reception desk. "What's up, kits?" he asked.

\tJeremy whirled around and gasped. He backed away from the door, almost going through into the den area again.

\tThe door was yanked open, and Aria, Danny and Robby jumped to the side as the grownup arctic stepped inside. The female looked around the room, taking it in quickly. She paid no attention to the other kits, but when she saw her own son, naked and almost cowering, she smiled at him even as he avoided her gaze. Then she looked over and saw David, her expression changing to a winsome beam.

\t"Hello," she said cordially. "My name's Laura Amison. I came here to pick up my sons. I need them home."

\tDavid's face gradually hardened. "Hello Laura," he grated. "I've heard a lot about you. I'm David." The lady shot him a baleful look almost instantly, and the atmosphere in the room froze. "Julian and Jason are occupied at the moment."

\tLaura continued to give him her little smile. "That's alright. I can do with Jeremy for just now."

\tJeremy was staring intently at his paws, whispering something to himself almost inaudibly, shaking. Aria slipped closer to him, curious and concerned. He reminded her of a trapped animal.

\tShe recoiled when she finally heard him. "Don't make her mad... don't make her mad... please, God..." he was saying it over and over... Aria felt ill immediately.

\t"Do you mind your boys coming here?" David asked in a deceptively polite tone.

\tThe adult arctic laughed coldly. "I daresay it doesn't matter what I mind. They run here every chance they get." She looked over her shoulder at her son. "How do they pay for it, I wonder?"

\t"They help out."

\t"Really?"

\tDavid suddenly saw movement behind the 'lady'-fox. His mounting anger had nearly given him tunnel vision, but he saw Aria shaking her head at him, mouthing at him to stop. Jeremy was beside her, shaking and staring at his own paws once more.

\tIf he kept going, the bitch would only take it out on Jeremy.

\t"Alright," he said, moving out from behind the desk. "I'll just remove the cuffs and such. Won't be long." He practically yanked Jeremy into the locker-room and, making sure his mom hadn't followed, he knelt down in front of the kit.

\tJeremy looked at him with red eyes. "Don't make her mad, David, please!" he whispered. "She's already going to..."

\tDavid silenced him with a huge hug. "Listen to me Jeremy," he said briskly speaking almost into the kit's ear. "I'm sorry if I got you in trouble. I really am. It makes me angry, Jeremy, very angry, to see this kind of thing. I want to do everything I can to help you, but if you don't want me to..." He pulled back, looking at the mildly surprised pup. "You've got people who care about you, and who like you as you are a lot. Me included. When you go back with her, whatever she does, you remember that. Remember you're a good kid, no matter what she says, and you don't deserve any of this!"

\tJeremy sobbed and bowed his head. "I-I'm trying..." he quavered, his voice cracking.

\t"Remember you can always come back here. I'll always be looking out for you." David started to undo the kit's cuffs and collar. "Come on, let's get you ready to go so she doesn't get any worse."

\tDanny, Robby and Aria exchanged glances, but none of them spoke. Laura had no intention of paying them attention either, it seemed.

\tThey were all shaking slightly, adrenaline in their veins.

\tWhen Jeremy came back out along with David, he was dressed. Aria gasped silently; what he was dressed in was an improvement over rags, but not by much. Old blue t-shirt that looked like it hadn't been washed in some time, and was too big for him in the first place. He was wearing gray school shorts that were also a bit big and unclean, with a hole in his left thigh. His runners were in tatters.

\tLaura silently placed a 'guiding' paw on her son's neck and walked him towards the door. Pushing him out onto the street, she stopped for a second. She turned and smiled at David one last time. "If you could send the others on home... See you later."

\tWhen the door was shut, David muttered, "I hope so, you piece of dirt." He then whirled around and stalked into his office. He shut the door, but even though it heavily muffled it, the kits in the foyer could still hear his loud curse and something smashing.

\t"I think we should go," Robby whispered, feeling very nervous suddenly. The other two nodded, and they exited the building once more, stepping out into the cool San Francisco evening. The trio walked on in silence until they reached the end of the street, all three cubs staring at the sidewalk beneath their paws.

\t"Uh, so, are you walking home, Aria?" Danny enquired, making conversation.

\tThe mouse girl shook her head. "I could, but my sis is picking me up from the strip mall." She pointed east.

\tRobby nodded. "Cool. We have to go the other way, though." He pointed to the north. "We've got to get to the bus-station."

\tThe girl shuddered. "Ugh, taking the bus home?" she chortled.

\tDanny chuckled. "I take the bus to get to athletics," he said. "It's not that bad."

\t"I did too, to get to dance class," admitted Aria, shrugging. "Until they closed it this year."

\t"You took dance classes?" Robby asked, grinning. "Do you know the Tarano?"

\tAria rolled her eyes. "Everyone knows it!" The Tarano was a silly dance popularized among pre-teens by a pop-rap group from L.A. of the same name earlier that year. Entire schools were talking about it at the time. "Do you do anything, Robster?"

\tThe raccoon blinked. Robster? Was she saying he looked like a lobster or something? "Yeah, gymnastics."

\tAria grumbled. "I guess that means I just ran into another boy more flexible than me today." She pouted jokingly. "Anyway, boys! Nice to meetcha. Do you come here often?"

\tDanny beamed. "I do, and Robby's just started today," he answered, proffering a paw.

\tAria shook it, and Robby's too. "See you soon then. Bye!"

\tThe girl walked briskly away, leaving the two male cubs to stare at her back in bewilderment. "She's..." Danny said slowly, one eyebrow raised, "different from most other girls I've met."

\t"I like her," admitted the raccoon, turning and walking on. "Not as boring and annoying as most girls I know."

\tDanny laughed. "I thought she was totally gonna eat Jeremy. How much did he turn her on?"

\t"Yeah! Think maybe Jeremy's got a girlfriend now?"

\t"I dunno..." The fox suddenly looked slightly afraid. "Um, Rob? Do you think his mom would ever... kill him?"

\tRobby looked at his friend in surprise. He hadn't even considered that, but now that he thought about it, he had heard of kits being killed by parents before. In fact, somewhere he read that the fur most likely to kill you if you were a cub was actually your mother. "I don't know," he said quietly.

\t"Doesn't it worry you?"

\t"Yeah." Robby cast his gaze at the ground. "But we can't do anything."

\tThere was a knock on the door, but David didn't feel too interested in moving, so he just sat in his chair, head buried in his folded arms on the desk. Someone came in, put something on the table and walked out again, quietly shutting the door as they left.

\tEventually, a smell hit his nostrils and David had to look up.

\tOn the desk was a big steaming mug of coffee.

\t"Hmph," David chuckled, sitting up. "Good old Sarrie."

\tHe couldn't be brooding in his office right now. He had a job to do. There was plenty more cubs to help out in many ways, and the day had been quite good over-all. Two new customers, one of them given a pretty serious trial-by-fire and apparently loving it.

\tStanding, he picked up the coffee mug and drained half the thing in seconds. "Ahh. Much to the purpose, elsewhere!" he muttered.

\t

END OF PART 2

Salon Du Yiff Part 3!

Disclaimer! Read before continuing!

This particular installation in the series contains the usual dirty stuff: young (under 18 years of age) furry creatures (anthropomorphic non-humans) involved in sexual activity, including such deviant things as homosexuality, bondage of varying types, dominance/submission and more. If you are unable to view this under the laws applicable to you, do not proceed. This includes being under the legal age for viewing pornographic material.

This story also includes references to illicit drug use by what we'd call "minors". I do not condone drug abuse by anybody, least of all children, so remember this is a fictional universe with vastly different laws and culture, filled with non-humans. Nor do I condone sexual abuse of human minors, or indeed anybody.

Only continue to read if you understand what this story contains and, with full knowledge of this, will not even try to hold the author responsible for anything you do, say, feel or think after or while reading it - or anyone else for that matter. It's not my fault if you cannot discern fiction involving furries from reality involving humans and I am certainly not responsible for any other person's actions.

On a slightly different note, there're some darker scenes in this installment that some might find a little disturbing, involving child abuse by a parent. If you find such things reprehensible, then good. There are hundreds of children worldwide that are undergoing this to varying degrees, and if you feel upset about that, try to do something about it. If nothing else, give some thought to them.

Finally, there's a large scene involving tickle-torture (and more) - it's large because it's a favor to someone. It's not the only erotic scene in this chapter, so if it's not your thing, sorry; the other scenes hopefully will make it up to ya!

Salon Du Yiff - Part III

\tThe morning light streaming warmly in through the blinds of the small room finally got too bright to ignore, and so Robert Haleson found his eyes fluttering open despite his best efforts.

\tHe sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes gently, before stretching dramatically, extending his arms above his head yawning. Then the raccoon kit pushed his sheets off of him and stood, the thick carpet in his room feeling great on his bare paws as always, and he scratched his belly briefly through his green and white pajamas. For once, he didn't look longingly back at his bed on an early morning during school break.

\tIt was an important day, after all. No time for sleeping in, even though he'd usually jump at the chance.

\tHis mom was calling him from downstairs, as she'd promised she would, and he pushed open his room door and ambled sleepily down the stairs to the kitchen. His mother was a tall raccoon, with an almost permanently sober expression on her features. Her tail was kept soft and sleek for a raccoon's, and she insisted Robby did the same. This morning, she was already dressed for work at her office.

\t"Morning, dear," she said shortly, pointing at the oak dining table. "I already set out some cereal for you."

\t"Thanks mom," the boy mumbled, heading to the table. "Are you leaving soon?"

\tThe lady-coon nodded and placed a few dishes in the cupboard. "When are you heading to Danny's?" she asked, her voice surprisingly level.

\tRobby seated himself and scoffed a spoonful of the flakes before replying. "Mm. I guess once I'm dressed and ready."

\t"That's a bit early, isn't it?"

\t"Uh-huh."

\tA lengthy pause. "Don't forget to take the things you need."

\t"I will mom."

\t"Including your toothbrush?"

\t"I will."

\t"Will you need a sleeping bag?"

\t"I won't. I'll be alright mom." Robby smiled at her winsomely.

\tShe sighed. "I'm sure you will be." She seemed oddly reticent. It was as if she'd accepted the situation between Robby and his closest friend even if she didn't really want to, but she had the care to try to keep her opinions to herself. "Alright, I'm going to work. Make sure you lock everything up before you go, and take a key with you." She walked over to him and nosed his ears.

\t"Yes mom."

\tAnd with that, she grabbed her keys from the countertop and swept out of the house in moments. Either in a hurry to get to work or to get out without needing to say anything more.

\tRobby finished up his cereal, and placed the bowl in the sink before heading back upstairs. It was time to get showered and dressed, before he had to make his way through the city of San Francisco to his friend's home. The directions he had were accurate, he'd checked them online last night.

\tHe paused at the top of the stairs. He had no idea what the fox's house was like, or even really what to expect. He'd never even met Dan's parents before. This was bound to be an interesting day, if a bit nerve-wracking. He felt a sudden rush of excitement.

\tHe entered the bathroom, pulling his PJ shirt right over his head and pushing his pants and briefs down. He stopped momentarily to look at himself in the mirror.

\tThis was seriously the day. Today he would be at Danny's house all day. This was a step into the unknown in every way. He'd not slept at anyone's house in years, or even visited anyone's house without his mom being there to watch him like a hawk. What would the fox want to do? What would they talk about? Would they watch a movie or play video games? What was normal for friends during a sleepover? What was normal for young lovers during a sleepover, for that matter? There was only one thing that he was sure of, and that was that Danny would want to at least do a few things...

\tRobby sensually, yet almost gingerly, ran his paws over his own chest and sides. He felt a warm flush of pride, just for knowing that there was another boy who appreciated all of him.

\tBut that was for him to think about later! Shower first.
\t
\t***

\tAria was quieter than usual at the breakfast table, munching her pancakes with a subdued, pensive expression on her rodent-features. She was still in her pajamas at nearly ten in the morning, and she never forgot to change upon waking. It was a matter of pride for her.

\tDiane, naturally, noticed this. She was freakishly observant, especially when it came to her little sister - a quality that had caused the little mouse a great deal of chagrin in the past. So she leaned across the table and flatly asked her sister what was wrong.

\tShifting in her chair, Aria looked a little flustered. "Uh, I'm worried, that's all."

\t"What's bothering you?"

\tAria shrugged and stuffed some pancake into her face. "It's nothin'. "

\tNodding, the teen rodent went back to her own breakfast, but she stared steadily at her sister as she chewed her own food over, and over, and over, until all taste had long left her mouth.

\tFinally, Aria scowled at her. "What?!"

\t"It's nothin'."

\tAria groaned and slumped in her chair. "It's just a boy I met at that place."

\t"And?"

\t"Ugh! It's nothing! He just... his mom is a nut."

\tPicking up another slice of a pancake and jamming it in her maw, Diane laughed softly. "Oh, you mean Jeremy?" She wasn't amused in the least.

\t"You know him?"

\tNodding, Diane eventually put her cutlery down. "Yeah. I knew him for a little while... well, saw him. He never spoke to anybody. Often he couldn't speak to anybody, really."

\t"How did you know about his mom?"

\t"Everybody knows if they go there long enough... rumors and all that. Never saw proof."

\tAria sighed. "I did. It's true. I know it is."

\tDiane looked at her for a moment, a bit nonplussed. "Oh."

\tTheir mother walked in and looked at their serious faces. "What's wrong, girls? Something wrong with the pancakes?"

\t"Nope!" Diane answered promptly, smiling at her mom. "They're great, mom. Aria was just telling me about her first day at the Salon."

\t"Oh, well, I guess you don't want me listening in?" The grown mouse lady paused. "Wait a second, the reason for those faces...?"

\tAria snickered. "No, mom! It was great... I think. I just was worried about someone."

\tThe mother smiled and nodded. "You can tell me about it later. I don't want to think too hard when pancakes are in front of me."

\tThere was a pause. "I-I might go out soon." Aria shifted a little again. "I gotta talk to David again."

\tDiane cocked her head at her little sister. "He won't tell you anything more, Aria!" she said warningly. "He's always been like that about Jeremy."

\t"...I think he will." Aria frowned. "He told me a lot last time I asked."

\tThe teenager shrugged helplessly. "If you think so. I'll come with; I have to talk to him about something anyway."  She looked directly at her sister's eyes. "And will you be just asking questions or have you got another reason to go there?"

\tAria blushed under her fur almost immediately, the arch gaze of her sister- and even her mother- suddenly pinning her to the spot. "Uh, well, I have credit, don't I?"

\t"Wonder how long it will last at this rate, huh?"

\tTheir mother threw her paws up in an overdramatic expression of dismay. "Ugh, at this rate, I'm going to have to give up spanking you. You'll end up loving it."

\tDiane chuckled. "You never spank her anyway."

\tThe lady-mouse nodded and looked thoughtful. "That's true. It's always more effective to feed her sprouts all week. "

\tAria gawped. "That's cruel!"
\t
\t***

\tRobby swallowed deeply and looked down at his cell phone, reading the stored note he'd made last night. "That's the address," he muttered unnecessarily to himself, looking back up.

\tDirectly ahead of him was a house. A dark-yellow brick home, double storey, with a two car garage. His own house was double storey, but the amount of room up the top was pathetic: just his small bedroom, a bathroom and a spare room they used for storage. It was a small, if pretty cozy house. This house, however, was a different story. The house itself was larger at ground level than his humble abode, and the second storey did not appear to be any smaller.

\tDanny's parents had a big house.

\tShucking his backpack up on his shoulders, only for the thing to sag down to his tail again instantly because of the fashionably loose straps, Robby strode up to the door and knocked thrice on the dark, polished wooden surface. He could see some movement through the smoked glass laid into the door, but it was nothing more than a few shadows shifting here and there.

\tHe pressed his muzzle closer to the glass, peering at one shadow as it seemed to scramble about excitedly and vanished off to one side. Was that...?

\tSuddenly the glass darkened totally, and the door was unlocked and pushed outwards.

\tWith a small gasp, Robert bounced away from it as it swung open. There was an adult male fox, about six foot, maybe taller, in the doorway. He was wearing a white cotton shirt and black pants, while his head-fur tumbled slightly down his head quite attractively. He grinned when he saw the raccoon kit.

\t"Sorry about that, were you close to the door?"

\tRobert smiled sheepishly and nodded. "Ah, um, hello! Mr. Drocherty?"

\t"Sure am. Come in, Robby, come on in." The grownup moved to the side and gestured for the raccoon boy to follow. "I'll see if we can pull Danny off the roof for you. He's a bit excited for some reason."

\tRobby followed him into the foyer of the house. It was spacious and the floor was covered by lush white carpet, lit up with morning light streaming in through high windows. In the foyer, stairs on one side evidently led to the second storey, while on the other side one would follow on to the rest of the ground floor. The kitchen was visible down that corridor, a large open area with wooden floorboards.

\tA head poked into the corridor, a vixen's. She looked curious for a moment, and broke into a huge smile when she saw Robby.

\t"Hello Rob!" she called cheerfully down the hallway. "Come over here and make yourself comfy, I'll go find where Danny went in a bit."

\tFeeling a little bashful and awed by the spacious house, Robby nodded and slowly went on through to the kitchen. Once there, he realized the dining area was adjunct to it; a large wooden table with six heavy chairs, next to a large glass door that provided access to the garden. The garden included a terrace of white and red brick, a few flower beds stuffed full of vivid orchids and bushes and a slightly raised area, covered in thick grass and bordered by limestone.

\tIn the kitchen, Danny's mom was busy preparing what seemed to be a packed lunch. She was making sandwiches with practiced speed and precision, and Robby recalled that his friend always had a sandwich every day for school. "Alright," she said finally, stuffing the well made snacks into a small bag. Her husband relieved her of them, licked her cheek and chuckled.

\t"I'll be back in the evening," he said softly, holding his wife in a loose embrace. "Try to leave some for me, alright?"

\tShe laughed gently. "I'll try. Don't forget to bring some milk, Danny did it all in last night after training."

\tEventually, Danny's father spun around and left, closing the front door behind him. He clearly had work, even if it started a little late. So now the vixen was free to direct her warm smile at Robby, who was still standing like an idiot in the dining area.

\t"So, nice to meet you! I'm Amanda," she said, flipping a dish-towel over her shoulder and extending a paw to the raccoon boy.

\tRobby shook it, smiling back at her. "Hi, I'm Rob," he replied, shifting his backpack.

\t"Oh, go put that down if you like. I'll go get him for you." She paused and smirked slightly. "I haven't seen him this shy before."

\tShe briskly set off up the stairs, leaving Robby alone in the dining room. After a few moments, the kit reluctantly took off his backpack and set it next to the table. He looked down his own body, biting his lower lip very gently.

\tHe'd done all he could to look his best without appearing to be trying. A yellow t-shirt, black shorts... he felt underdressed all of a sudden, even if that was his intention. He'd done all he could've, within reason. The charcoal-gray and pure white fluff over his body must've absorbed at least half a bottle of conditioner, and he was sure he'd scrubbed his toothbrush out of order.

\tSilently, a small vulpine head looked down the corridor from the foyer, peering in from the staircase to the second storey. It was one of the most familiar faces in Robby's memory, but this time his expression was one of mild anxiety and excitement. That wasn't a mix he was familiar with.

\tThe head retreated back up the staircase, until a female voice could be heard scolding. And suddenly the whole fox stepped out into the corridor at last.

\tDanny looked adorable, but then, Robby always thought so. He was wearing a sky-blue shirt and jeans, with his foot-paws naked on the fluffy carpet. His orange-red head-fur was brushed and flopped fashionably over his head. He shuffled his way to the kitchen, looking down at his paws mostly, until about halfway, when he looked up, biting his lip anxiously.

\tWhen the two of them made eye contact, and they both saw they were busy chewing their own faces, suddenly they broke out into nervous giggling. They didn't say anything until Danny was finally standing right in front of his dearest friend, and even then it was nothing impressive.

\t"H-hey," Danny said, blushing invisibly thanks to his fur.

\t"Hey..." responded Robby, going a step further by smiling widely.

\tThey stood together for a moment, before Danny finally cleared his throat unnecessarily. "Um, let's go up to my room?" he suggested, reaching out and taking the raccoon's paw in his own. "Just for a few minutes, then I'll uh, show you around?"

\t"Sure," breathed Robby, following on as Danny slowly led him back to the staircase. Evidently his room was on the second floor, just like Robby's back at his house...

\tAmanda didn't comment as the duo went on up to their private room, but she was certainly smiling. She even refrained from telling them to have fun. That wasn't easy for her.

\tThey passed some open rooms on the way up, including a study, a classy, clean bathroom and a large master bedroom, but Robby wasn't paying attention as he was gently led to one specific place. Danny pushed his door, adorned with a rather stereotypical bio-hazard sign, open and pulled Robby inside, shutting it behind him quickly.

\tOnce inside, Robby didn't really have any time to look around, to see the room he'd wanted to be in for the last 3 years of his life. With a heart-stopping cry, Danny pressed against him, pinning the raccoon to the door and wrapping him in a tight, belly-to-belly embrace. Before any noise could escape Robby's muzzle, he found it pressed tightly against the fox's.

\tAlmost immediately, as if by reflex, his mouth opened slightly and the kiss became serious. Danny's wet, soft tongue twined with his, and the fox's arms locked around the raccoon kit's slight shoulders and torso, gently but firmly helping to keep their bodies together.

\tAfter a few moments of frantic kissing, Danny pulled them both towards his bed, and then pulled them both onto it. After they both hit the springy surface of the big bed, Danny resumed the kissing, now entwining Robby's legs with his own, holding his prize even tighter to him.

\tThe only sound in the room for the next minute or so was the steadily increasing-in-tempo sound of two excited boys' breathing, the occasional quiet squeak of the bed, and for the aurally blessed, of course, the wet sounds of kissing.

\tIn time, Danny broke the kiss, looking slightly upset at himself even as he did. He maintained the close position however, his arms wrapped around the top of Robby's chest still. "Oh man," he said, laughing nervously all of a sudden. "That was..."

\t"Incredibly awesome," gasped Robby. He looked all over the fox's face as if feasting on it, with an expression of awe. He'd kissed Danny before; this was several times as good as normal. Even Danny looked shaken by it, with an astounded but satisfied grin on his features. It was as if they had tasted one another's excitement and shared it between them briefly.

\tAfter a moment, Danny sniggered. "That was what I wanted you up here for..." he whispered, squeezing gently.

\t"I-I think it was worth the walk."

\tBoth of them giggled.

\t"Hey, I uh, I gotta go to the Salon today," said Danny, touching his nose to Robby's. "I ordered something for you but I couldn't get it 'til today."

\t"What?"

\t"I can't tell ya, doofus!"

\tRather than argue, Robby let his ears fold back and he pouted slightly. "Why not?"

\t"Ah! It's a present! Don't do that!" The fox licked the nearby nose. "We can play while we're down there..."

\tRobby smiled happily. "Sure!"

\t"One thing though." Danny's expression became arch, and he briefly nuzzled the warm neck in front of him. "We're only gonna cum later tonight, here..." he breathed warmly over Robby's fur, sending shivers down the other kit's spine. "Until then I wanna keep us both horny. Is that alright?"

\tGulping and instantly remembering the unbearable treatment David could inflict with this goal in mind, Robby nodded. "A-alright..."

\t"Trust me!" Danny pushed away gently and sat up. "I want this to be special. You're gonna love it."

\t***

\tThe brick building came into sight as the two mice girls turned the corner, crossing the road confidently. Despite its proximity to the large shopping mall where they'd parked their car, there was practically no traffic near "SDY". Not that there should be, really, as it wasn't on the main street, and thank God for that.

\tAria had thrown on some more modest clothing this time. It had been cold yesterday, and beneath her short fur, she would've sworn her nipples could've cut glass as she was walking home yesterday. Now she'd thrown on a sleeveless shirt, but was wearing a dark-blue denim jacket, with her neck wreathed in warm, fluffy wool, over her frame, and white three-quarter pants. The scarf around her neck was a rather disappointing birthday present honestly at the time, but she was grateful for it today, its cool colors belying its functional insulation.

\tDiane was wearing a simple long sleeved t-shirt and jeans, with a white hooded pull-over. It wasn't much, but she managed to make it look good in a casual way.

\t"So," probed the teenager, her paws held in the pouch of her pull-over. "What do you want to know?"

\t"What?" Aria replied immediately, clearly distracted.

\t"Don't just say 'what'. I mean, what do you want to know from David?"

\tAria sighed. "I don't know yet! Stop asking that!"

\t"You really don't know yet?"

\t"Yes!" A long suffering sigh. "I'm thinking."

\tDiane shrugged. "Good luck anyway."

\tAria looked at her sister warily. "Good luck?"

\t"David's never told any kit about Jeremy, and Jeremy hasn't helped."

\t"He told me a little last time I was here."

\t"Which is why I'm wishing you luck, sis. You'll need it to get any more out of him."

\t"Why are you coming here again?" Aria suddenly asked.

\tDiane laughed suddenly. "Well..." she looked at her sister thoughtfully. "I'm thinking of applying for a job at the Salon."

\tThere was a moment of silence while Aria regrouped her thoughts. "Wh-what? Really?"

\t"For sure. I won't be able to be an, uh, interrogator for a while, I think. They need some pretty serious qualifications."

\t"Like what?"

\tDiane frowned. "Well, I think David doesn't have a serious list of things he needs you to have," she said. "I know that a lot of them actually have degrees. Sarafina doesn't, but I think there's a course you can take to be qualified for teaching sex-ed and David counts that, not to mention her experience. Even after your qualifications, David has courses he wants you to take and training to give you. Don't wanna risk anything, you know."

\t"What about David?"

\t"Oh, he's got his psychology degree," Diane laughed. "Sexology actually, for kits. Got it very recently."

\tAria mouthed a little "Oh."

\tThey approached the door and Aria pushed it open without ceremony. It was warm in there, cold outside; she wasn't waiting. Immediately, she unbuttoned the front of her stifling fur-lined jacket and left it open. Her face began to prickle from the heat.

\t"So how do you want to do this?" Diane enquired quietly, looking around the foyer. It was break time, and there was a lot of noise coming from the middle of the building, towards the refectory area; kits eating, playing and generally being what they are. She could even hear the cursing and laughter from the older, teenaged, customers.

\t"Why don't we talk to him together?" Aria suggested, and Diane nodded at her just as David poked his head out of his office behind the reception desk.

\tHe grinned cheerfully and came out front. "Hello girls!" he said, leaning on the counter with his elbows. "What can I do for you this freezing day?"

\t"Turn up the heating?" Aria said without missing a beat, half-jokingly.

\tDiane ignored her sister. "Well, I need to speak to you about one thing, and my sister has another thing." She grinned.

\tDavid affected a disappointed expression, his ears drooping. "Oh, was hoping you were here for play not business."

\tDiane chuckled. "Well, she's got nothing to do all day. Maybe you can tie her up for a little while. Keep her out of my hair."  

\t"Believe me, it would be my pleasure."

\tIt took a few moments for it to register, but eventually Aria felt her ears burn, and looked up at the grinning wolf with a little shock. It wasn't a new thing for her to have significantly older males say directly or indirectly what they thought of her, but for some reason, right now, it made her squirm.

\t"... and hers too, of course." David coughed and grinned a bit cheekily.

\tWith an almost inaudible 'eep', Aria averted her gaze. Damn, now that she thought about it, David was hot! She normally kept to her own age or a few years older, but that was mostly because the pickings were easier and more numerous. But that didn't mean she didn't flush whenever a smoking hot older guy with a cool attitude gave her a wink, hell no, what warm blooded rodent gal wouldn't?!

\tHer sister and David spoke for a little while longer, and Aria stole another glance at David while she had the chance. Maybe it was time she looked closely at him...

\tThe little mouse took a step forwards, eyeing the wolf openly, though he wasn't looking at her.

\tHe was a pretty big wolf, about six feet tall, not that she could estimate that clearly, as he was leaning on the counter. Lean, but well built and strong, his arms looked powerful and firm. He kept his head-fur short, and was wearing a white long-sleeved casual shirt. He definitely worked out at least a little.

\tAria cocked her head and frowned. She bet at least seven inches. Probably eight. And god knows what he could do with those paws of his. He was an expert after all.

\t"Well," David was saying to Diane, his expression thoughtful. "I don't... well, I need more staff, sure, but it's hard to pay them. It's a lot of work for pretty shit pay, to be honest. Not that I enjoy being a miser."

\tDiane nodded. "I don't really need the money," she admitted, shrugging. "I just want to help out here. I owe you."

\tThe wolf's grin returned. "I'll definitely be thinking about it, but the fun jobs won't be available just yet," he promised. "It'll be some time before you can be an interrogator. The youngest two are, well, me, and Kaden, and we're both over twenty-one."

\t"No problem. My parents aren't pushing me to get a job or anything, just thought it'd be a good idea." Diane pointed at her sister. "She has a few things she wants to ask."

\tThe wolf's eyes were turned to her quizzically, and Aria jumped slightly. Crap! She hadn't formulated exactly what she wanted to ask yet.

\t"What's up?"

\tAria smiled a little unsurely. "Uh, well..." she bit her lip and decided to ask the most important thing on her mind directly. "Have you seen Jeremy? Um, since I was here last, I mean?"

\tDavid, for just a moment, looked sad. However he immediately corrected his expression. He'd been expecting precisely this type of question. "Nope, 'fraid not," he said softly. "His brothers are alright, they're here today. I don't know why he isn't and they don't either."

\tThe mouse girl looked devastated. "Is he alright?"

\tDavid paused for a moment, and then sighed in defeat. "No, he never is, Aria. But he's still alive. Probably."

\tAria blinked a few times before nodding slightly. "I hope he's alright..." she hesitated. "Um, why... why doesn't he get his mom arrested?"

\t"In short, the brothers think they'll be split up if they report her," David responded almost immediately, which made Diane blink in surprise. "I can't report her for them, because they might claim I was lying and it'd all go nowhere. It might make things worse in fact."

\tAria closed her eyes and swore silently. For some reason, it just cut her up to know of Jeremy's plight. Being able to do nothing about it... "Why does she do those things?" she asked slowly. "Can't she tell what she's doing is wrong?"

\t"Why does anybody abuse a kit, Aria?" David sighed and leaned on the counter. "Because they're fucking psychos. There's almost no good excuse, none that I can think of. Jeremy has been going through hell, and mostly him, not his brothers for some reason, since he was very young."

\t"Uh, alright," Diane said uncomfortably. "I should go. I'm meeting some friends at the mall." She looked down at the upset girl by her side and laid a paw on her shoulder. "Hey, want to stay here?"

\t"Huh?" Aria opened her eyes and looked up at her sister. "Oh, um, I'll stay."

\t"Wanna explore a little more, so to speak, right?"

\tAria nodded and smiled wanly. "Y-yeah."  She wanted to explore David, specifically, but Diane didn't need the details.

\t"OK, I'll just be at the mall, gimme a call when you want to go home. Have fun."

\tIn a few moments, Diane was out the door, already dialing a number into her cell, leaving Aria in the reception area.

\tDavid smiled consolingly at Aria, but he sensed she would require a lot more consoling than a smile. "Well," he started quietly, "it's lunch-time, and everyone's on break right now, for the next forty-five minutes. So what did you want to-"

\tAria grinned at him. "Are you busy, David?" she asked frankly and quite suddenly.

\tDavid blinked. "Nothing I can't do later. I'm not even looking after anyone; slow day. Why?"

\tThe mouse girl approached the reception counter. "Wanna play? Just something to do until break time is over."

\tHer candor was overwhelming, David thought. Talk about a bold girl. "Sure, though..." he laughed. "I don't get many young girls asking so directly. They usually never ask, or it's just all business if you get my meaning."

\t"They're blind then."

\tThe grown wolf flushed. "What did you have in mind, hun?"

\tAria grinned almost predatorily. "Whatever you want to do..." She exulted when she saw the grownup gulp.

\t***

\t"Hey, doesn't she remind you of that girl? Aria?" Danny whispered, shucking his backpack up on his shoulders and indicating the teenaged mouse across the road as they approached the Salon.

\tRobby stole a quick glance and nodded surreptitiously. "She does. The hair is almost exactly the same. I bet it's a relative!"

\t"Wonder if that means she's here?" the fox boy thought out loud as the teenager walked confidently along the sidewalk, chatting animatedly into a cell-phone. "She was fun, and I don't think you've played with a girl."

\tAfter a beat, Robby shrugged. "I dunno... boys are more fun."

\t"Oh for sure, but some girls are okay."

\tThey reached the door and opened it, hurriedly stepping into the warm building. Robby let out an audible sigh when he crossed the threshold, from the stinging cold to the warm, comfortable interior of the building. Danny let the door close behind them by itself and they both looked around for a few moments.

\tDavid wasn't there, but that didn't mean much. He was probably busy, but this left the reception area empty.

\tDanny sighed and started to rub his paws together for warmth. "We have to wait," he said sourly. "I need to get some gloves."

\tNodding silently, Robby started rubbing his own paws too.

\t"Wait for what, boys?" said a female voice, and the two kits turned to face the source as it entered from the den area. It was Jenny, the mouse-dominatrix who had taken Aria under her wing. Today she looked just as business-like as last time, with her attire making her more suited to being an office worker or perhaps an uptight school teacher; though this was almost undoubtedly her intention.

\tDanny beamed at her. "I'm just here to pick something up from Kaden."

\tJenny frowned for a moment, then an indulgent smile spread over her muzzle. "Oh, that," she said shortly. "You'll have to go talk to him about that. But he's a little busy right now, just finishing up some paperwork and it'll take him some time to get it to you. He's left it to the last minute."

\t"That's okay."

\tJennifer paused and looked at her cell phone for a second. "Hmm... we've got nearly three-quarters of an hour before lunch is over, and I think he said he'll need most of lunch." She pointed at the den. "I'm sure Sarafina can look after you while you wait. And she can look after Robby while you get it, too. She was saying something about wanting to see you."

\t"That's great!" Danny replied instantly.

\t"Only one thing," Jenny said, sniggering to herself. The fox cocked his head at her and raised his ears in query. "You're not going in there dressed like that."

\tUnthinkingly, Robby asked, "What's wrong with our clothes?"

\tThe mouse laughed delightedly. "You're wearing them, for one thing. You're going to be here for forty minutes. Do you want to be appropriately dressed or left like that?"

\tDanny smirked at his boyfriend, before answering for both of them.

\tDavid felt a little shaken, though he was definitely not unhappy. The role-reversal of Aria's extremely direct and almost predatory advances were a bit odd alright, but the dominant wolf knew, with his experience, that the mouse would almost melt into a submissive role once things began; not really all that unusual with sexually active cubs. They wanted to make sure the play was going to happen first, and only then, they'll let their partner handle the responsibility.

\tThough he wasn't exactly a cub-lover, it was exactly as he'd said many times before. You can't do a job like his without finding a way to appreciate what you do, and Aria was very much worth appreciating.

\tThey'd gone into the little television room adjacent to David's office, the place he usually entertained informally like this.

\tHe turned around after shutting the door behind them and Aria was looking at him somewhat shyly, one paw holding the front of her jacket closed. "Umm, did you want to do something in particular?" she asked him, a slightly hopeful tone of voice in her voice. There she went, as David had expected; there was no mistaking this girl was a bottom of the best kind. She was just honest about what she wanted.

\tGrinning, David knelt down in front of her, taking the wrist holding her jacket closed into his paw gently, moving it away from her chest to let the undone garment open at the front. "I definitely do," he said archly, brushing a bit of her headfur away from her eyes sensually. "I was thinking about making a certain girl a happy girl. Did you have any ideas about how?"

\tThere was a pause while Aria swallowed, letting her paw be taken away from her body with no resistance. "I do," she breathed, a nervous smile forcing its way onto her features. Nervousness was a rare thing for her in these situations. It meant she really wanted it...

\t"What are they?"

\tAria drew a shuddering breath, moving a little closer to the adult. "Y-you can keep my paws out of the way for me," she whispered. "And do whatever you wanna..."

\tDavid took his other arm and slid it around the mouse's hip. "I think I'll make you cum a few times..." He pulled her a little closer, using the paw previously holding Aria's wrist to slide her jacket over her slender, warm shoulders. "But only after making you beg for it. How does that sound?"

\tWith a shiver of anticipation, Aria nodded silently, slipping her arms out of the expensive jacket, exposing her purple sleeveless shirt and bare arms. When she felt herself being pulled inexorably to David's body, she said, "That sounds great..."

\t"I kind of like the idea." David gently pulled the mouse-girl into a loose embrace, with his two arms wrapped around her lower back and waist. He sensually nosed at her exposed neck, and felt her fall into his embrace, breathing hoarsely and wrapping her much thinner arms around his gray-furred neck. "Clothes are always in the way, aren't they?"

\t"Ohh... totally." Aria closed her eyes and whimpered. The wolf's paw at her waist had changed position, running its way slowly up her thigh, over her buttocks and finally resting near her tail, undoing the tail-fly without a second's pause. She could feel him slowly pulling her pants down, the cooler air of the room rushing in to brush excitingly against her upper thighs; a place of warmth denied to it by her fashionable bottom-wear until seconds ago.

\tDavid eventually let the pants fall to the floor, to wreathe the girl's ankles while he slid his paw up her body once again, underneath the cute, clearly girlish, shirt. He made sure to rub much of her small, taut torso's sides and back while he did. Eventually, he grasped the back of the shirt, pulling it upwards. Aria leaned back and raised her arms, allowing him to slip it up and over her head, to be flung onto the couch alongside the jacket.

\tHe delivered a soft nuzzle to the girl's muzzle, wrapping his arms around her again, supporting her backside this time and lifting her up easily. She instinctively held herself close to him as he did, let herself be carried to the couch, where she was laid out on her back, down the length of the furniture. David seated himself between her legs.

\t"Nearly there..." David assured her, briefly touching her white and green panties, but instead of removing them, he touched one leg and followed its thin, firm length to a shoe. Maintaining eye-contact, he deftly unlaced the sneaker, pulling it off slowly, before folding down her white ankle-socks and removing them too. "You have pretty paws, Aria..."

\tFlustered, Aria responded with a thoughtless "You too," as David released her other paw from its confines and stood. The wolf walked a few short steps to a nearby chest of drawers, opened it, and returned with some small leather bands while Aria watched him intently, her breathing coming harder and faster.

\t"Let's see what we can do about keeping those paws out of our way..." He took Aria's instantly proffered left wrist and attached the cuff tightly. Then the other one... "Sit up for me?"

\tAria did as asked, and David went around behind her, holding a paw in each of his own. There, he brought the two little wrists together and used a snap-hook to keep them like that. Almost instantly, the girl tested the bondage, finding it impossible to break. She didn't speak.

\tDavid pulled on her gently, guiding her to slip backwards over and then in between his thighs on the couch, and he held her firmly against his own body as he did. "Oh dear," he said softly. "I seem to have forgotten one last bit." He laid a paw lightly on her crotch, pressing down and rubbing slowly. Immediately, she mewled and tried to push her body forwards, but after a few seconds, David took his paw away, running it up her body until coming to rest on her chest, tenderly brushing one nipple then the other, the pressure increasing steadily over time.

\t"Unhh!" the mouse-girl moaned, her eyes lidding and her ears drooping as she tried to relax. Her tail twitched against the warm body touching hers. She felt a flutter, a racing excitement, in her chest; David was incredible, teasing her so effectively, turning her on like a light. Though it was his job, after all...

\tDavid sniggered, resting his head on her shoulder. "Don't worry," he promised quietly. "We've got time."

\tJenny opened the door and waved the two boys, clad in the appropriate uniform- naked but for their wrist-cuffs- inside. "Go on in, Sara's expecting you."

\tThe two walked in, only to see a rather surprising thing.

\tSarafina was grinning at them from a couch, a common enough adornment to the rooms here, but she wasn't alone. A young arctic fox boy was laid on his back next to her, his paws lying in Sarafina's lap, bound with sturdy, thin rope at the ankles. He was nude from the waist down, still wearing a green t-shirt but below that he was only wearing a pair of thin white socks. One of Sarafina's paws was sitting in his crotch, evidently teasing the organ there as it was rock hard and sticking out; the other paw resting on his socked paws.

\tRobby felt a strange pang when he realized it was NOT Jeremy. This boy looked extremely similar, with a similar frame but was undoubtedly smaller and younger, and there were subtle differences.

\tHis arms weren't bound in any way, but he was lying on his back with them covering his eyes, looking a little... uncomfortable. Judging by the position of Sarafina's talented paws, it was clear what he'd been subjected to. He moved his arm and looked over at the entrance to the room, making a slightly anxious report as he saw the two older boys.

\t"It's alright, Julian," Sarafina assured the young boy, comfortingly rubbing his thigh for a few seconds. "They're alright." The cub looked at Sarrie worriedly, and she chuckled at him.

\t"I-is it okay for me to be naked in front of them?" he asked quietly.

\t"Aww, you're not naked. See? You've got a shirt on." Sarrie smiled. "Of course it's alright. In here, you can be naked or clothed whenever you want to be, Julian."

\tRobby approached cautiously, his eyes narrowed curiously. That was... without question, it was.

\tJeremy's younger brother. No way could it not be.

\tThe raccoon swallowed. He was just as adorable as Jeremy, though in slightly different ways. He couldn't have been more than seven or eight, quite a bit smaller than Robby, who was three and a half months from eleven years of age. But...

\tThe arctic looked up shyly at the older boys, flushing slightly and obviously aware that Robby was appraising him. His eyes closed briefly and he shuddered when Sarafina resumed the rhythmic stroking and teasing on his little dick she'd been keeping up for ten minutes at least. At least she was giving him a little break from the tickling.

\t"Julian, this is Danny and Robby. The raccoon is Rob, and the fox is Dan." Sarrie chuckled, massaging one of the arctic's paws.

\tOpening his eyes again, Julian gave the duo a half-hearted wave. "H-hi..." he said softly.

\t"Oh, where were we? Ah yes..." Suddenly, Sarafina placed her blunted claws on a bound paw and started slowly scratching at it through the sock. Julian promptly shivered again and let out a quiet squeak, starting to gently writhe and giggle on the couch. "So, what are you boys doing here today?" Sarafina grinned very widely at the ten year olds.

\tDanny was the first to recover, somewhat unsurprisingly. "Oh, we came here to get something from Kaden, but he's busy. It's a surprise for Robby."

\tThe Savannah nodded, absently stroking the seven-year-old's penis-tip to elicit a different kind of reaction from the kit. "I thought you'd come for it all today. I asked everyone to send you my way if you did."

\tRobby cocked his head and raised an ear. "Why?"

\t"I like you for one thing," the adult said bluntly. "Isn't that enough? But I also wanted you to meet Julian."

\tThe fox was frowning just a little. "Umm, Sarrie? I thought you had to be ten to come here? Or was I late coming here?"

\tSarafina shook her head. "No, that's pretty much correct," she said, looking tenderly down at Julian, who was smiling up at everyone. He was clearly on Cloud 9. "Julian doesn't come here as a customer. This is just some fun and pleasure." There was a pause. "Oh, not that he doesn't know what his brothers get up to and asked to try it. David has made only one exception to the rule ever. But that doesn't mean we can't do things like this."

\tRobby wondered why Sarrie had wanted them to meet the young kit. He looked very preoccupied and a little too shy to say or do anything right now. But as if reading his thoughts, Sarafina spoke again.

\t"He wanted to meet you. He'd heard of you."

\tThe raccoon looked at Julian, and noticed two things. The kit was suddenly looking at him and Danny intently; also, nobody had mentioned Jeremy yet. He wasn't going to be the one to break the trend yet, maybe there was a reason.

\tSuddenly, the kit shuddered and mewled, squirming on the couch. Sarafina was busy scratching and brushing at his socked paws and rubbing down his little shaft. Had he just climaxed, or was he trying to make it happen? Sarafina certainly wasn't slowing down... then she suddenly stopped and 'tsk'd' at the boy. "No cumming yet!" The cat laughed in delight. "I'm, uh, training him to appreciate the longer sessions. He's a good pupil. Twelve minutes or so, so far. I think I'm driving him insane."

\tGasping and looking a little frustrated, Julian relaxed on the couch again. After a moment, his eyes locked onto something Robby hadn't noticed so far.

\tHis own erection.

\tWatching the writhing cub, a few years younger than him, had increased his heart rate and sent his blood southwards. With twitch after twitch, his dick was starting to stand up. "Oh!" He blushed.

\tBut Julian didn't comment. He just looked at the slowly rising furless member on the raccoon's body, almost wistfully.

\tDanny chuckled and gently pushed his friend towards him, walking the raccoon a few steps closer to the couch until his dark furred knees were touching it. "I think he wants a closer look!"

\t"Danny!" protested Robby, feeling a little embarrassed about being excited by a younger boy. But before he could shake the fox off, a pure-white furred arm reached out, and some little fingers closed around his stiffy, catching any further complaints in Rob's throat.

\tJulian chuckled, idly rubbing and rolling the smooth flesh in his palm and fingers, very carefully retracting the foreskin. With interest, he examined the larger head and body of the object, occasionally looking up at Robby to take in the older boy's expression. "Hmm, it's bigger than Jeremy's," he said quietly, pumping the shaft a little to work it up to full stiffness. "But a lot smaller than my biggest brother's."

\t"Jason's nearly fourteen, isn't he?" pointed out Sarafina. "It's only natural." She resumed her own activities, but the kit didn't stop tugging on Robby, despite the giggling and squirming.

\tDanny had to bite his lower lip gently while his own erection started up. "Jeez, he's a cutie," he admitted, admiring the kit's body and face. When he took a good look at the image of him tugging on Robby, there was nothing that could stop his foxy member from stiffening too.

\tSarafina nodded. "Without a doubt." She used a claw to tickle the ball of the arctic's paw, and the kit laughed airily.

\tThen Julian placed a finger alongside the raccoon's penis, and he looked at it intently for a second. Robby meeped quietly; he was being measured some more. The boy's small index finger was only a few centimeters shorter than his member. However, Julian didn't comment, and resumed tugging with his fingers and thumb with a pensive expression on his face.

\tLooking on silently for a few moments, Sarafina grinned. A damn cute scene, it was. "You know," she spoke finally, snapping all three boys out of their little pleasurable reveries, "you should see his little, ah, fetish. It's quite interesting."

\tRobby looked at her, his expression uncomfortable. That arctic cub might be young, but he too was very good with his paws, not slacking, keeping a firm grip. "Wh-what's that?" enquired Robby, his legs shaking ever-so-slightly now.

\tThe savannah laughed indulgently and released the arctic's paws and penis. "What do you think, Julian? Have a break for now? Shall we show him?" she asked, a mischievous tone in her voice.

\tEars perking, Julian shot her an excited glance. "Oh, yeah!" The pup sat up and released the raccoon's member.

\tSarafina laughed again. "This should be great fun." She and Julian stood, as both Danny and Robby looked on in bemusement.

\tThe grownup sidled up to Robby, laying a gentle paw on his shoulder. "Let's get started on the thing that'll keep you occupied, hmm?" she chortled, winking at Danny.

\t"Ohh," Danny exclaimed, his face lighting up with understanding, backing off a little. "Don't let him cum please, Sarrie!"

\t"Of course not..." Sarafina said ominously, her paws closing around the tops of Robby's arms. She insistently, but carefully, forced the raccoon cub to his knees, pushing him face-first up against the couch. "Don't need to let that happen to enjoy things."

\tRobby whimpered. He could feel that strange excitement come over him, an odd exhilaration, the same as the last times he'd been dominated like this. He tried to look over his shoulder, but he could see little as Sarafina pressed him against the seat of the couch, grabbed his wrists and connected them with a snap-hook. She seemed to carry them on her bodice somewhere, a pocket perhaps.

\tJulian and Danny stood side by side, their breathing coming faster and faster. The arctic looked over shyly at the taller fox, eyeing him up and down openly. When their eyes met, he asked silently with his if he could touch him.

\tLaughing cheerfully, Danny hugged the young arctic to his side, reaching down with his opposite arm to envelope his dick, while Julian did likewise almost immediately. "Let's keep each other company while the show's set up, 'kay?" he said, smiling at the attractive pup.

\tRobby was pushed onto the couch and made to lie exactly as Julian was, manhandled easily by the adult feline of over twice his weight. His eyes widened with every second; this was going to involve tickling. No question about it. Oh crap. That invoked more fear than frozen icicle dildos, for some reason.

\tWhistling a complicated tune, Sarafina retrieved some more cuffs and chain from a small black bag next to the couch and sat down near the raccoon's foot-paws. The ankle cuffs were attached speedily, and also snapped together. Much to Robby's surprise, Sarrie revealed to him a little secret of the couches at the Salon, and used some small lengths of chain to connect his collar to one arm rest, and his ankle cuffs to the next, using eye-hooks that'd gone hitherto unnoticed by him. It only took a minute to make him helpless...

\t"Oh crap..." he whimpered. He was now in nearly the same position Julian had been, only even if he wanted to he couldn't sit up or pull his paws away.

\t"Aww, don't worry Robby!" cooed the dominant, rubbing his thigh in much the same way she had done to Julian. "This isn't going to be as intense as last time. Promise." She twisted slightly and laid both sets of claws on the cub's sockless feet.

\tJulian grinned and, after a moment's pause, broke away from Danny, but not without giving the fox a warm smile. He padded over to the couch, removed his shirt and appraised the raccoon from above as he had done to him, sending shivers down Robby's spine. What on earth was the plan here?

\tSeconds later, the arctic straddled Robby's lower chest, pressing his warm legs and groin against the gray-furred body, and settling into a comfy sitting position. Robby held his breath; all he could see when he looked down the length of his own hastily bound body was Julian's back, tail and butt. He couldn't even see the tickle-fiend Sarafina, even as she rubbed his foot-paws.

\t"Nngh!" he mewled, as those small, warm fingers curled around both his dick and his scrotum. "Wh-wha?" He looked at Danny, who was just staring... Without any warning, he felt what seemed to be pin-pricks press into his foot-paws and he yelped.  

\tJulian giggled, settling in comfortably, readjusting his position by moving back a few inches so he could lean forwards. "This feels great," he assured Robby in his quiet voice, using one set of fingers to gently retract the older kit's foreskin and the other set to rub the glans firmly.

\tSlowly, those claws started to scratch at Robby's paws, from the inside of his arches, to the out-step. He cried out and giggled, trying futilely to move his legs away. With a plaintive gasp, he crossed his feet, one over the other to try and ward off the torturing fingers.

\tHe heard a "tsk" from the other side of the arctic pup, who was now focusing intently on masturbating him, those little fingers now gliding over his exposed, dry and sensitive glans in such a way as to make Robby squirm already. Julian laughed softly at Sarafina and started to focus on the rim of Robby's little head.

\t"Danny, pass me my bag, please? I've forgotten something..." The grownup sounded a little grumpy at herself. "I should've grabbed it before I chained Robby's legs over me."

\tThe fox promptly did so, eager to see the rest of the plan.

\tOnly a few seconds of rooting around in the bag later, Sarafina withdrew a small object. The distracted Robby couldn't see it of course, despite his best efforts to look around Julian's skinny white-furred body. "Wh-what is it?" he enquired, his ears perked directly up.

\tHe felt Sarafina grasp one of his big toes and pull it to the side, separating his paws. Before he could speak again, something encircled the toe and clicked into place. It felt hard, impenetrable... and soon Sarafina had grabbed his other toe and done the same to it. With a whimper of dismay, he realized he could no longer cross his paws... something had attached his two big toes together; judging from the feel of it he couldn't force it, and trying would be unwise.

\t"Oh, cool!" Danny said brightly, looking closely. "Haven't seen you use them for a while!"

\t"I use them all the time, especially on the kits who don't know how to sit still when they're told to," replied Sarrie, a mock chastising for Robby in her tone. "Tsk, Julian can, but poor Robby can't. I guess we'll have to start his discipline training later."

\tThe raccoon whined. "Wh-what? What is that?!"

\tSarafina laughed. "Toe-cuffs, silly 'coon." She caressed his foot-paws. "They're not metal ones. I don't trust them, kits can hurt themselves really easily with them on for some reason. These are actually slightly soft plastic. Maybe you can call them safety cuffs?"

\tThey didn't seem soft to Robby. He could barely move his toes, but the odd object bent almost imperceptibly. It wasn't cold, and it didn't dig in painfully. He couldn't pull on them too hard anyway, his ankles were locked side by side.

\tJulian leaned forward and swiped his toy with a wet lick, and Robby cried out in surprise. The arctic giggled, immediately going back to using just fingers.

\tThere was a knock on the door, and Sarafina called out "Come in?" without even asking her young charges.

\tWhen the door opened, it was Jenny again, and she promptly burst out laughing. "Having fun there?" she asked, shaking her head. "You look like you're having some trouble, Rob."

\t"J-just a little," gasped Robby, wriggling pointlessly.

\t"Kaden is nearly finished, Danny, he's in one of the rooms. He asked me to get you, hopefully before break ends. I think he's got a busy day today." Jenny motioned for the fox-kit to follow her.

\t"Oh, alright!" Danny nodded, springing to his tied up boyfriend and giving him a quick nuzzle. "Won't be long. Hold out till I get back, 'kay?"

\t"Does it look like I'm going anywhere?" Robby asked shrilly.

\t"I ain't worried about you going anywhere, doofus!" Danny laughed at him. "I'm worried about you coming!"

\tSarafina grinned like the wild-cat she was. "Don't worry," she assured the boy. "He won't be. Remember what I said about Julian being good at taking things slow? We'll keep him entertained until you're back."

\tDanny smiled at her in thanks, bounding over towards the door to leave with Jenny. "Have fun!" he called as the door closed, leaving Robby alone with the fiddling arctic fox and a cat who could tickle him insane with one paw.

\t"Hrm, fun..." Sarafina mumbled. "I think we will."

\tShe began to scratch at those nice and secure foot-paws, reveling in the sound of the raccoon boy's laughter and cries, the warmth and contour of his shapely paws.

\t"Yup, we will!" Julian giggled loudly, starting to firmly rub the raccoon's dick, finding just as much enjoyment in the older cub's gasps and whimpers as Sarafina found in his other vocalizing.

\t

\tKaden closed the folder just as the door was knocked.

\t"Come in," he said wearily, getting out of the soft arm chair.

\tThe door opened and in came Danny, his favorite fox. The pup had a huge smile on his face, his ears perked up like triangles taped to his skull. "Kaden!" he said happily, starting to wag. "Guess what?"

\t"What's up, lil' dude?"

\t"You know how we got Rob's mom to let him stay at my house?"

\t"Yeah?" Kaden crossed his arms and smiled tolerantly at the boy. Danny often got excited, but he looked particularly bad today.

\t The fox beamed. "He's sleeping over tonight!"

\t"Awesome! What's your plan?"

\t"Oh, for tonight? Um, well, I want to keep him horny until tonight, and then mom and I have a few ideas."

\tKaden raised a brow. "You're involving your mom? Does Robby know?"

\t"Nope, he doesn't know what's coming."

\t"Yeah, I meant, does he know about your mom?" Kaden laughed.

\tDanny beamed even brighter. "Nuh-uh. I don't think so. And dad might even help. But I'm having him all to myself tonight at bed-time."

\t"And you want him kept horny all day?" the cheetah asked, frowning slightly. "I'm a bit of an expert, so I gotta warn you that it's harder than it sounds with boys your age."

\tDanny shrugged. "I know, we're easily distracted. Hey, look, a wall that fell over!" He pointed at the floor and grinned when Kaden just rolled his eyes. "I'm just gonna keep him as horny as I can, as often as I can."

\tKaden nodded. "You want it to be special when you finally do it properly for the first time in years, I get ya. You don't want today to be all dirty stuff, do ya?"

\t"Nope."

\t"I didn't think so." Kaden regarded the fox warmly. He'd known Danny for many months now, nearly a year, seeing him on average three times a week, and the friendly cub had dirty play on his mind for several hours out of every day at least, but despite that he wanted more from Robby. They'd wanted one another physically for a long time, but in the meantime had been close friends. They were boyfriends; Dan didn't just want to play dirty with his friend, he wanted to have him as a friend too. It was an important distinction.

\t"Didya have my present for him?" asked the kit, idly running a paw through his head-fur.

\tTurning to his folder, the cheetah nodded. "Yeah, it's in here..." he easily located and withdrew an envelope, A4 in size. "My aunt runs a printing store. I didn't want to give you any cut-and-paste crap, so that's why I took so long. It's like an actual magazine now."

\tDanny gawked at him. "I didn't expect that!" he admitted. "So long? You did it in a day!"

\tThe cheetah grinned and handed him the envelope. "I know. I'm awesome."

\t"How much did it cost you?" Danny bit his lip. "I'll have to pay you!"

\t"Forget that. My aunt owes me a few favors, and that was one of them. Now are you gonna get him anything else?"

\tDanny sniggered. "Of course."

\t"Lemme know how it all plays out, alright?" Kaden asked earnestly. "And say hi to your old lady for me."

\t"Sure." The fox kit frowned and sniffed at the envelope, then looked at the cheetah with a furtive expression. "Have you been smoking? And I don't mean cigarettes."

\tKaden flushed and scratched at his head. Crap. "Oh, uh, yeah but not at work, that was yesterday evening." He paused before turning things right around on the cub. "And how do you know what grass smells like? You're not meant to be near it until at least eighteen."

\tThe fox kit blushed too. "Ahh, c'mon, who listens to that?"

\tKaden shook his head, his expression becoming genuinely worried. "Don't forget you're an athlete, kiddo. Be careful with this kind of crap. I have a joint a week at worst, and it can mess with kits really badly. You're what, nearly eleven?"

\tDanny nodded and looked a little ashamed. "It was only one," he explained defensively. "I won't do anything stupid."

\tKaden grinned and beckoned the cub to him, hugging his naked, warm body tightly. "I know, and you know that I all of all people ain't telling you what to do, just making recommendations because I care, right?"

\t"Yeah, of course!" Danny hugged him back. "I just had to try it, you know?"

\t"Yeah, I get ya. It's your body and brain, just don't screw it up. Danny without a brain is much less cool than Danny with one." Kaden leaned back and chuckled at the boy. "Anyway, forget that noise. Did you want a little tip for tonight?"

\tDanny blinked and looked at the cheetah curiously. "How do you mean?"

\t"Well, let's say Robby manages to get his dick to go soft before you start the fun and games," sniggered the cheetah. "Like you right now. What would you do?"

\tBiting his lip softly again, Danny thought for a moment. "I'd probably just jerk or suck him back up. I've got plenty of porn too."

\t"Lemme show you a trick when it comes to getting someone up quickly," Kaden said, shifting around to behind the fox boy, pulling his reddish-orange furred body close to his clothed one, arms around his pelvis.

\tDanny meeped, looking down as the cheetah took his flaccid penis in a paw and pulled down the foreskin.

\t"While jerking them up, spend some time focusing on this..." A single fingertip brushed repeatedly the cub's urethra, doing nothing at first, but soon the sensation got a little stronger, nothing unusual. But Kaden continued to do it, pausing only now and then to stroke the little member in his paw. He stopped, licked his fingertip wetly, and pressed it once more to the hole and started to rub more firmly.

\tIn a few seconds, Danny gasped and started to shake slightly as his dick rose to press harder against the slicked finger. Each stroke caused it to tense and pulse, stiffening slightly. Kaden eventually switched to using his paw's palm, still centering his attentions on the little cub's sensitive urethra.

\t"As it gets a bit stiffer and as you keep doing it, it gets more sensitive," he explained, keeping at it until Danny's dick was hard in his paw, and then continuing anyway. "When it's sensitive, each brush makes it tense up, and pushed blood into it. Voila, speedy boner. It doesn't work for everyone, or all the time, but it's worth knowing, yeah?"

\tDan nodded, then finally gasped and pushed away the cheetah's paws, his glans red raw and each brush was sending chills through his body. "Oh-okay, I get it!" he said breathlessly, laughing just a little. "I get it!"

\tKaden grinned evilly. "Are you sure?" he asked, slowly taking the boy's wrists into his paws. "Maybe I should demonstrate a little longer to make sure." He pulled the wrists behind the cub's back, withdrawing a snap-lock from his pocket to keep them there.

\tDanny mewled, but didn't struggle when Kaden pulled him a little closer, bending him backwards slightly so he couldn't easily protect his groin by raising a leg or doubling-over. "You know, Sarafina likes doing this too, but she'll use something like a feather..." Kaden wrapped his paw right back around the fox's erection. "I prefer fingers. Sensation is a bit different." He started to rub his wet finger-pad over the organ again, and Danny whimpered, falling back against him. "Pay attention now. I don't want to spend more than another ten minutes explaining this to you..."

\tAria's breathing paused when David's paws left her chest, her sensitive nodes on her chest left alone for a moment, to work down her striped panties. Eventually, she helped out, kicking them off to the floor so David didn't need to stand.

\tWasting no time, the wolf took her legs, placing them over his own to each side, spreading her out to expose her sensitive groin totally. Unsurprisingly, one of his strong paws dropped to her slit, and it pressed right up against it. It firmly started to rub up and down, touching as much of the wonderfully delicate area as possible, moving slow and steadily.

\tThe mouse girl could only moan and lean back, pressing her chest forwards as David's other paw came to rest upon it again, resuming its earlier task of teasing her chest-bumps.

\t"Does it feel good?" David breathed into her ear. Eyes closed and breath coming in gasps, Aria just nodded vehemently.

\tThe paw between her leg started to switch from a simple rub to stroking, the fingers moving firmly across the surface of Aria's agitated labia. She groaned; it felt wonderful, though David was still avoiding her little nub. It wasn't enough...

\tThe adult nuzzled at her neck sensually, and she let her head droop to the side. The paw at her groin moved temporarily, brushing aside her hair before returning to its position in moments, but the deprivation made her nearly sob. David was driving her mad; a consummate teaser.

\tA muzzle gently mouthed at her soft, warm neck, and she felt the hot wetness through her silky fur and on her skin beneath. It started to prickle wonderfully. David sniffed gently at the crook of her neck and collarbone, delivering a tender lick while the paw on Aria's chest started to rub the entire surface, and she felt it pass over her little ribcage, across her sides and into her armpit briefly.

\t"Nmff!" she said incoherently, swearing very quietly immediately afterwards.

\tTo her relief, the fingers started to no longer ignore her fleshy, sensitive clitoris, which was by now begging for attention. The warm, tingly feelings of overall sexual stimulation began to well up inside her, centered on that delightfully irritated node of flesh between her legs, but spreading all throughout her groin and even through her chest. Nothing was in there, but she could noticeably feel her vaginal muscles tensing like mad.

\t"You know..." David said quietly, his soft speech causing sonorous vibrations to rumble from his body into Aria's, something her alert, excited body picked up and shivered from. "I would use a vibrator or something, but I get the feeling you want to cum now?"

\tAria nodded, pushing her groin upwards firmly into the wolf's paw. "Y-yes!"

\tThat powerful paw almost immediately changed its pace and direction, as David begun to speed up his ministrations, using all four fingers to rub down the girl's clitoral area.

\tThe paws behind her back tensing into little claws as she writhed and gasped, Aria did all she could to increase the pressure of those fingers as they slid repeatedly over and over her soft nubby. As ridiculously turned on as David had gotten her, it didn't take very long at all. Maybe three seconds.

\tShe let out a squeal as that pent up feeling through her entire body seemed to burst, blossoming directly from between her lithe legs. David didn't stop, helping her ride the orgasm as long as possible, and she nearly doubled over, but for David's paw on her chest, when her muscles all seemed to tighten.

\tIt felt like a dream, lasted for ages, and when it finished, she flopped back against David's chest with a whimper...

\tAfter a few seconds of hazy lassitude, she cracked her eyes open. "W-whoa..." she said weakly. The most incredible thing was... she wanted more. Immediately.

\tDavid laughed and nosed at her ears affectionately. "Was that good?"

\t"A-amazing..."

\tThe adult massaged her chest. "I'd love to keep going," he said honestly. "But I have to get back to work..."

\tAria felt profoundly disappointed. She really wanted more. She wanted to see David lose those damn clothes. And to, well, make use of the thing she could feel poking her in the back during that whole time.

\tBut she didn't complain. She wasn't selfish.

\tWhen David let her wrists free- which is to say he unlocked the D-rings- he rubbed her shoulders and upper arms down. "Are you still up for more?" he asked. "I mean, in the Salon."

\tThe girl looked at him warmly, if a little vaguely. "Totally." She grinned. "Will you be busy after work?"

\tDavid was caught right off guard by that. "Oh- uh, probably not."

\t"We should finish this up then," Aria suggested, idly pressing against the grownup.

\tDavid gulped. It looked like he had a fan.

\tRobby was laughing freely now. Laughing hard.

\tSarafina was almost absently using eight clawed finger-tips to scour the whole surface of his soles, and he couldn't stop a second of it. Even the undersides of his toes weren't safe, locked together as they were by that damn device.

\tJulian was indeed going slow, but the protracted time spent under his ministrations had made Robby's dick quite sensitive, and it was a torture in itself as the little arctic boy indulged himself, playing with Rob's genitals as if they were an incredibly fascinating toy.

\tIt was with considerable relief that the door was knocked firmly, and Sarafina paused for what Robby hoped would be a long respite. "Yes?"

\tAt the door it was Kaden and Danny, who looked quite flushed. "Got everything!" Danny said, waving a large envelope.

\tSarafina and Julian both looked disappointed. "Aww, that was only about five minutes at most..." Sarafina seemed to pout. "Robby is very fun to tickle. He has a cute laugh."

\tThe raccoon blushed violently.

\tJulian sighed and briefly sucked on Robby's stiffy, seemingly wanting to do it at least for a second before having to stop.

\tRobby was released and Sarafina collected their cuffs. "I hope you come back soon, boys," Sarrie told them. "Have fun tonight."

\t"Yup. See you soon, Sarrie!" Danny bounded over and gave her a hug unbidden, waving goodbye to Julian.

\tThe savannah nuzzled Robby before they left, asking him if he enjoyed himself. The raccoon admitted he did, before they left for the changing rooms.

\tJulian waited a second, before approaching Sarafina and whispering something to her. She nodded slowly.

\t"Do what you need to do," she said quietly.

\tJulian nodded, snatched up his shirt, and sprang after the older boys, leaving Kaden to look at Sarafina in confusion.

\t"Whoa," Robby said quietly when they exited the noisy den, "that was crazy." He coughed a few times. "My throat's sore, and I swear I still feel those claws..."

\t"Yeah, she's really good. Did you really like it?" Danny seemed genuinely curious. "Would you really come back here one day to do it again?"

\tRobby paused, frowning. "Yeah," he eventually replied as they reached the entrance to the change-rooms. "Yeah, I think so. There's this weird feeling I get when she or the others make me do things. And it's fun."

\t"Excuse me!" came a small voice behind them, and they could hear running foot falls approaching them, so they turned.

\tIt was Julian, and he was carrying his green t-shirt in his paws. "Wait a second!" he asked, coming to rest right in front of them. "I gotta give you something."

\tDanny blinked in surprise. "What is it?"

\tThe arctic unfurled his t-shirt, searching its inner seams for something. He eventually inverted it, and located what seemed to be a small pocket sewed into it. It was very small, almost looking like a patch that had come loose, but it could definitely function as a pocket.

\tHe withdrew a small folded piece of paper, that looked like it was torn off a newspaper, and gave it to Robby, the closer of the two older boys. With that done, he sighed and stood, seemingly awaiting a response.

\tThe raccoon, with his boyfriend looking over his shoulders, unfolded the paper. He frowned. "D.W. T.Y.?" He read, looking perplexed. "And a happy face?"

\tDanny nodded. "It's short for 'don't worry, thank you'..." he paused. "Is that... from Jeremy?"

\tJulian gestured in the affirmative, his expression neutral at this point. "He couldn't fit all of it on the paper, so my bigger brother told him to write it like that. It's how he writes phone messages sometimes."

\t"Is Jeremy alright?" Robby asked instantly.

\tThe small cub looked anxious for a moment, then nodded very unsurely. "I think so... our mom's been acting weird. We don't know what she's doing. Jeremy is with her a lot now."

\t"That can't be good..." Danny pointed at the little patch-pocket. "What's that for?"

\tJulian looked down at the curious flap of fabric. "Oh, that's something my bigger brother thought of... he made a hole there and sewed a patch on it so we could use it as a pocket. He's really smart."

\t"Why?"

\t"To sneak things to Jeremy." The cub averted his eyes. "Like, food or notes. We got other things we use for it too. Mom checks pockets and bags."

\tDanny gawked in disbelief. "Fuck..." He stared. "You need to sneak him food? That little?"

\tJulian appeared uncomfortable, but nodded.

\tRobby stepped in quickly. "Tell him we're glad to hear he's alright," he said warmly. "Thank you for the note."

\tThe kit brightened up and smiled wanly. "I'll tell him. He says he wishes he could be your friend. You're nice."

\t"He is our friend. We like him too."

\tThe cub's smile became more genuine. "I like you too. See you later, I hope!" With that, he slipped his shirt on and headed back to the room.

\tDanny was staring at him still, incredulity very obvious on his face. His ears had drooped as if their tendons had been slashed. He swore again. "They have to sneak him food? His mom is a monster!" he exclaimed, the very notion incomprehensible to him. He was a privileged kit, living in the suburbs with two well paid parents who loved him unconditionally in a large house.

\tWith a sigh, Robby held the note in his paw tightly. "Don't worry... of course we're worried."

\t"Why did he say that he's alright?" demanded Danny. "This is not alright!"

\tRobby shrugged. "Technically, he didn't," he said maturely. "He said 'don't worry'."

\t"I think we should worry anyway..."

\tJeremy sat in the dark hallway of his modest sized home, leaning on the wall, knees drawn up to his chest as he stared at the basement door.

\tIt was a cold day, but only his mother's study down the hall had the heating on. His clothes did little to ward off the cold... an oversized white shirt and overly short nylon school-shorts were simply not enough, but none of his other clothes were washed. They rarely ever were. He only ever had enough clothing to cover the bare minimum, enough to go to school with and simply look poor and pathetic. But now she had no interest in cleaning his clothes at all, since school was out.

\tHis shoes were somewhere unknown to him. He figured she'd hidden them, perhaps to discourage him from going outside. Or maybe he'd forgotten where he put them. It was so easy to forget a lot of things...

\tEverything seemed hazy, glazed over by dark truths, haunted by realities he wished were not. It was surreal, just being at home, as if he wasn't alive here, or at least not awake. He didn't want to be here, to think clearly, so he wasn't and he didn't.

\tOf course, it still hurt. He touched his jaw gingerly, and it still felt stiff and sore to move it. It was better than it could've been. It happened when she was cooking, with hot water and burning gas readily on hand, making him stand there with her. The empty metal pot was the lesser of the evils available. Almost tame.

\tShe was in her study, obviously. He hadn't cried last night until she said what she was going to do; and now he can hear her in that room making good on her words. She usually did, after all.

\tHer voice on the phone... it was a different creature. Or it seemed to be. It was just one form of the demon, the insanity that had possessed her and its deception. She spoke passionately, but not angrily; a big difference.

\tEventually, she finished executing the first stage of her plan, and Jeremy heard her standing, approaching the door to the hallway. He didn't move, to do that would be idiotic in the extreme, tempting fate; instead he just sat there as the door opened and she stalked out the study.

\tShe said something to him, but it was really unnecessary that he listen. Something about how now he'd see what comes of being such a cheeky cunt. Her paws, surprisingly strong and brutal, belying her outward appearance to some as a not very frightening or strong vixen, snared him by the back of the neck, dragging him to his unshod feet.

\tHe winced, but kept his vocal complaints to the minimum. Sometimes that helped.

\tThe basement door was opened, and he felt her shove him viciously towards the staircase. Thankfully it was carpeted, but he still tumbled painfully down to land on the concrete floor, the carpet there thin and barely offering any cushioning at all.

\tHis ankle rolled, sudden agony causing him to cry aloud immediately; his head and neck throbbed from impact with the stairs.

\tAs she shut the door to leave him down there in darkness, surrounded by dust-enveloped storage units and god knows how many insects that had made the damp basement their home, Jeremy dared to look at her through tear blurred eyes. She was smiling maliciously at him.

\tShe was always smiling.

\tWhen the large, yet so cramped, basement was plunged into darkness, he started to feel wetness on his forehead. He touched at it, but in the blackness he could see nothing on his fingers. It was blood, he was sure of that.

\tHe gave in at last, the crying starting once again. He curled into a small ball on his side.

\t"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!" he mumbled with his sore jaw, shaking his head repeatedly in the dark. "It's my fault. It really is. I have to..."

\tShe'd even snapped off his crucifix. Tore the chain away from him and cast it away, loudly declaring what she thought of it. It made no sense now to pray. He was abandoned, surely. Even if he wasn't now, he would be soon.

\tAs surreal as it all felt, as much of a dream it could sometimes appear, it was not, and things were happening. These things were happening, and it was very real.

\tHis life was a recurring nightmare, but it was set to get worse.

\tAria knocked on the door she'd been led to, curiosity on her face. Who was this that David had sent her to? Something different, he'd said, because Jenny was busy. After all, this time it was an actual session, not an introductory lesson. He didn't want her to have her first real session be too hard-core, he said. So he'd arranged for something...

\tShe went to knock the door again, and it opened by itself. A female cat, of a type Aria was unfamiliar with, with large, pointed ears, opened it. "Um, hi, I'm Aria," Aria said almost immediately, smiling a little.

\tThe cat smiled right back, motioning for her to come in. "Come on in, Aria," she said, her voiced tinged with an odd accent, sort of musical, maybe tropical. "I'm Sarafina. You can call me Sara if you want."

\tAria entered, and the door closed behind her.

\t"I'm sure David's told you this is a 'real' session," Sarafina was saying, "but it's always going to be a bit of an introductory thing whenever you get a new interrogator. There's not that many of us, so it's not going to happen often."

\t"Oh," Aria replied, looking around the room. "That's okay."

\tIt looked like a simple enough room, really. Aria guessed correctly that some of the rooms, or dungeons, were uniform, and this one seemed to cover the basics. A wall dedicated to holding various toys; a St Andrew's Cross; a couch; and most of them seemed to have a fridge. Maybe keeping food on hand was a good idea. Actually, it probably was a good idea.

\tIn short, nothing was clueing her in on what awaited her.

\t"I've read most of Jenny's notes, but I have to ask my own questions before we can get started." The cat sat on the couch and motioned Aria over. The girl approached and took a seat. This cat-lady seemed nice enough. What could she possibly do that'd make Aria surrender?

\t"Sure, fire away." Aria pulled her legs up onto the couch, sitting cross legged and facing the adult.

\tSarafina grinned. "Most importantly, are you ticklish?"

\tWith just that one question, Aria felt herself thrown off balance. "Umm, I think so," she answered honestly. Was that what Sarafina did? "My sister sometimes tickles me. I don't know."

\tSara tapped her muzzle with a thoughtful finger. "Trust me, it'll be worse when I do it." She paused. "Actually, that was the only important question. Let's get started."

\tAria meeped quietly. Tickle-torture?!

\tSarafina motioned for her to stand up, and she obediently did so.

\tShe was led to the cross, a simple bondage device but it was hard to complain about its effectiveness, even she knew that.

\tIt was a comfortable looking object, an "X" made of firm wood and metal, with layer of cushioning where a body would be lying. It was on a sturdy base near the wall, and it looked adjustable, seemingly as if it could have a victim lying flat, held on the cross-shaped pedestal, or made to stand up, forced to remain spread-eagled. The limbs of the cross itself looked retractable too, able to be lengthened or shortened. That made sense, because Aria knew some of the customers here could be as small as Jeremy or as tall as the adults themselves. All in all though, that St. Andrew's Cross looked surprisingly expensive and complicated.

\t"Spread your arms and legs," ordered her. Aria did so, standing as if she was frozen in the middle of a star-jump. The cat stifled a laugh, which brought a grin to Aria's muzzle, and went about modifying the length of the cross's limbs and its height. She stood it up vertically initially, then moved it 15 degrees or so backwards. "That should do it."

\tAria swallowed. She looked down at her left ankle, where a small blue elastic strap had been attached. On the strap was her locker key, and a small blue plastic card. Her "question." She knelt to read it again, to cement it in her mind.

\t"Good idea," Sara said, still double-checking the cross. "It's a flow breaker, forgetting it."

\tThe mouse frowned. The question was silly, but simple. Not a role-playing question, for sure, just something easy to remember and say. In fact, the answer was something ingrained in her mind. It was her birthday. So all she had to do was not say when her birthday was when she was asked. Simple.

\t"We always start with easy ones," Sarafina said, rounding on the girl again. "But for now, it's basically a safe-word that I have to get you to say. Ready?"

\tWith a gulp, Aria stood and nodded.

\tThe cat guided her backwards up to the cross, taking one limb at a time and using the cuffs already present on them to fasten them tight to the structure. It only took a few moments before her slender arms and legs were attached to the oversized "X", the cuffs attached firmly, the multiple D-rings on them all used to bind them. The mouse girl breathed deeply, the excitement of being bound and exposed already manifesting.

\tSarafina clearly wasn't done, because then she began fiddling with the cross once again, and it fell backwards an additional thirty degrees, causing Aria to yelp in surprise. "Sorry," the feline apologized, rubbing the mouse-kit's belly briefly. "I should've warned you. I need to get at most of your nice little body, and that includes your paws down there."

\t"No biggie."

\tSara nodded approvingly, and walked off to the equipment wall, where she had a small black bag laid. She picked something up out of it, but didn't come immediately back. Instead, she went over to the wall near the door and turned the lightning down to a warm, sleepy glow. "There we go."

\tWhen she returned, Aria couldn't make out what was in her paws, since she seemed to be deliberately keeping it behind her own body. "Wh-what've you got there?" she asked, some nervous laughter in her voice.

\t"Oh, just something Jenny told me you really got along well with."

\tThose butterflies suddenly returned to Aria's stomach. No way.

\tSarrie held the object up in front of Aria's face. It was... an object made of purple, soft plastic, consisting of a curved handle and that ended in a small egg shape.

\tThe Egg of Doom. Of course.

\tLaughing, Sarafina flicked it on for a second. "I can see why you liked it," she said teasingly, lowering it to brush against Aria's lower tummy, between her fur-concealed navel and groin. "A lot of kits do. It's designed well, and very powerful. Works well with cubs since the vibrating part is nice and small. It moves around so much more freely since it's just on a little handle." She laughed. "One of the best vibrators I've ever seen, and I've seen a lot."

\tAria whimpered. The thing was a horror. It should be classified as a weapon, not a sex-toy.

\tSarrie shut it down, and showed Aria the other thing in her paws. A blindfold. "I'm going to keep you blindfolded," she said. "It makes it much worse if you can't see what's coming next, or have anything to look at to distract you." She leaned in, wrapping the thick, black cloth around the girl's eyes and tightening it behind her head, making sure to not catch much of her hair in it. That'd make it less secure.

\tAble to see nothing but blackness, Aria closed her eyes and focused on her heavy breathing.

\t"Let's get started, hmm?" she heard Sarafina say. A paw circled around her chest, a blunted claw teasing the flesh beneath the fur, and she shuddered. "I believe you've got something to tell me, yes?"

\tThe mouse girl moaned briefly, but shook her head. "Nuh-uh!"

\t"Hrmm, let's see how you feel about that in a few minutes." Sarrie immediately placed both sets of claws under an arm, into the warm, thin fur there and wriggled them violently for a few seconds.

\tAria squealed and tensed on the cross. When the paws were retracted, she gasped in shock. That was just a second or so... it felt like pure hell. She felt a sense of dread dawning on her; she was ticklish. She didn't know that really, didn't know what it entailed until just then, a few ticklish seconds of revelation.

\tA paw lightly brushed at her nipple, causing her to instinctively push her gray-white furred chest forwards. "Don't worry too much," Sarrie cooed soothingly. "I'll make this a nice balance of torture and pleasure. But make no mistake, little mousey girl, you'll be getting a lot of both. Hopefully too much."

\tAria's heart stopped briefly, and she tested her bonds wordlessly. Nope, no escape there. She'd have to give up, or take it.

\t"Oh no..." she whispered.

\t"What's wrong, sweetie?" Sara asked, still tweaking that nipple.

\tAria laughed shakily. "I-I think I'm really ticklish."

\tSarrie chortled with glee, using her other paw to scamper those claws all over Aria's exposed side, up and down the prominent ribcage; the cub screeched and struggled uselessly. "And you should be! Because I am a tickling specialist after all, and you wouldn't be getting your money's worth if you weren't. It's good to see a hot young mouse with nice taste."

\tFlushing from the bursts of tickling and the compliment, Aria had nothing to say, but her worry was mounting. What the hell would this be like? Twenty or more minutes of this? What if Sarafina stopped going slow like this?!

\tShe found herself almost wistfully thinking about a riding horse.

\t

\tThe bus driver, a middle aged weasel, took their money cheerfully and handed the two cubs their tickets.

\t"Thanks!" Danny said. The bus was practically empty, but for a few senior citizens at the front, so Danny picked their seats. Right up the back.

\tRobby thanked the driver too and followed Danny as he went right down the length of the vehicle, to seat himself at the back with the rumbling engine and long seat.

\t"So, how come you didn't ask your mom to drive us here?" he asked, sitting right next to the fox.

\tDanny made a face. "Mom never drives me around. She doesn't like driving."

\t"Why not?" Robby found that baffling. He'd have loved to be able to drive. Especially a racing car.

\tAppearing a little embarrassed, Danny grinned. "Uh, she keeps getting fined." He slipped the ticket into his pocket. "She drives like a psycho."

\t"Oh." Robby chuckled.

\t"Nearly ran me over once. She aims for everyone."

\tThe raccoon giggled. "I can imagine her going to the mall. It's like, she drives through the arcades, smashes coffee shop tables and everyone's like 'Ahh! Oh God, mad vixen! Squish!"'

\tNodding vigorously, Danny started to join in. "Uh-huh. Our car didn't used to be red, that was my old kindy.'

\tThe bus driver just shook his head slowly. The cubs weren't being quiet up the back, and the sound of two young boys talking nonsense was carrying clearly over the sound of the engine. Some of the older passengers were looking a little irritated. But too bad for them, really.

\t"Hey, when we get home, I got a cool game to show you," Danny exclaimed. "It's exactly like this. A racing game where you've got to run everyone over."

\t"Bet your mom has the highest top score!"

\tThe fox snickered and shrugged. "I don't even play it right, I just go around running everyone down." He leaned forwards conspiratorially. "We'll play that tonight if you want. After we're done with the other stuff!"

\tRobby flushed and smiled broadly. "You always think about that sort of thing, don't you?"

\t"With you? Yup." The fox's expression changed faintly, betraying some concern. "Uh, you don't mind do you?"

\tImmediately, Robby shifted right next to him on the seat, hugging his shoulders. "No."

\tDanny seemed to melt into the hug, encircling Robby's stomach and back with his own arms and squeezing too. "Good. You're my best friend, but that's not all."

\tAfter a few moments of enjoying the embrace, Danny started to kick the back of the chair in front of them absently. It was empty, but nonetheless, Robby quickly wrapped his legs around Danny's kicking leg and held it fast. He was treated to a cheeky grin.  

\t"Am I in twubble?" the fox teased.

\tRobby leaned closer to the perked ear nearest to him. "You might be..."

\t

\tAria wriggled pointlessly on the damned cross. She hadn't really been tickled yet; the cat had done little more than touch her body lightly here and there, ostensibly getting a feel for the young girl. Or feeling her up, however you wanted to describe it.

\t"Don't move anywhere," Sarrie said from somewhere over on her right side. "I'm not even beginning yet."

\tIn the silence that followed, a buzzing noise erupted, clearly audible anywhere in the room. Aria groaned in dismay. "Oh, no, please!"

\tSarafina brushed the buzzing egg over the girl's chest, deliberately letting the tip of it drone against the bumps of her nipples. "Then tell me when your birthday is."

\t"Ayck!" Despite the intense power of the vibrator, Aria couldn't stop her instinct to push her chest up slightly, seeking yet more pressure. "Nnh... no way!"

\tThe cat was delighted. Aria was getting right into this stuff. "Hmm, do you like it when I do this?" she asked, roaming the device over and around Aria's small chest buds. The vibration flowed into her ribs, traveling up her body and resulting in her teeth chattering.

\t"Y-yeah..."

\t"Oh good. I think it's sad when I see girls who don't like their nips being toyed with. They're missing out on a lot of the fun." The egg moved down Aria's chest, to rest in her navel and the powerful vibration cascaded through her whole body. "But I guess you can say that about anything."

\tAria mewled softly, trying to suck her belly in, the sensation a bit weird, but of course Sarafina just pushed it in a little harder, chasing her navel. No escape, no cheating to be done here. Whatever Sarafina wanted to do to her, she couldn't stop by being clever.

\tWith no warning, a paw attacked her underarm again, scrabbling around unwelcome in the warm pit of flesh. "Aiieeeeeeee!" Aria screeched, fighting to bring her arm crashing down on the invader, to protect her vulnerable spots, but it was secured to the cross, and not every ounce of her strength every second for the next week could break the leather cuff, the metal rings or the sturdy piece of furniture. "Oh no, oh no, oh noo-yaaahahaeee!!"

\tThe paw didn't stay in the armpit. It eventually moved down to terrorize her ribcage's sides, then up again to cross over the bottom of her chest, and she wriggled futilely as though possessed, screaming out her laughter and shock. And then it moved backwards to return to the starting point.

\t"That tickles, does it?" Sarafina asked urbanely, using one finger to wriggle unbearably around under that arm. "How does this feel?"

\tThe egg stopped shuddering against her belly-button, leaving that concave surface to delve between Aria's spread legs. It was pressed cruelly up against the bottom of her labia.

\t"Waaah!" Aria wailed, yanking all four limbs towards her body, foiled utterly by the cuffs. It was exactly as she'd remembered it before: too damn powerful, making her entire body tremble as it seemed to shake her touchy parts down there to pieces.

\t"Weren't you going to tell me when your birthday was?" Sarafina ventured again, watching the mouse very carefully.

\tWithout thinking, Aria felt her mouth form the words and her voice make them audible, but she didn't recall telling them to. "N-no chance! Aie-yeep!" she said as defiantly as possible.

\tSarrie almost crowed with joy. What do you know? She'd landed herself a nice, fresh, super-ticklish brat. What luck! Well, not for Aria obviously.

\t"Aww," she cooed tauntingly. "I think there's a chance. With little Aria here being such a little ticklish girly. Come on, laugh for me?"

\tAnd so her claws scampered immediately around the girl's body, scratching over and invading every nook and cranny of her slender, delicate form. Predictably, Aria didn't just laugh. She shrieked.

But she also whimpered and sobbed, a soft counterpoint, the egg of doom vibrating intensely between her legs, moving to buzz up against different, all sensitive, points as she flailed to avoid the tickling. The combination was incredible, and she felt so helpless, out of control.

What seemed to be an eternity later, Sarafina stopped, even pulling back the humming Egg of Doom, to let Aria catch her breath.

Some few moments of hoarse, desperate breathing being the only sound in the room later, Aria gasped when she felt a slick, wet plastic thing touch her vagina and push inwards. She was powerless to stop it pushing the muscular walls aside and progressing inexorably into her body.

"Sorry if the lube is a bit cold," Sarrie said indifferently. "You've got worse things to worry about though."

\tThe object was left there, and from its feel, Aria was sure it was the Egg, only not turned on yet.

\tA small, prickly object scratched up the inside of her left foot-paw and she yelped instantly. "Oh shi-!" she breathed, curling her toes. "What was-?!"

\t"A fingertip, dear girl," replied the cat. The sounds of delighted grownup laughter filled the room. "Ooh, you're really, really touchy down here, are you?" Several more claws prickled and tickled the paw, and Aria responded with a keening squeal, trying to pull it up or away, but with no luck. "You are!"

\tWhimpering loudly, all Aria could do is wriggle her toes and try to flex the appendage away from the fingers. "Oh crap!"

\tThe sounds of a chair being drawn up were suddenly obvious, and she was sure Sarrie was seating herself right at her paws. "But we have to keep you from wriggling those cute little toes around. Little ticklish squealers don't get to come in here and defend their paws like that."

\tWhat the hell did that mean?!

\tShe felt something being wrapped around her toes on one paw, both the little one and her big-toe. It felt like soft wool or something, being tied to them.

\tSarafina laughed, securing the ties to the little digits. It was thick, strong wool, something she carried about quite often - despite having absolutely no interest in knitting. She left long strands of the wool hanging, while she continued to wrap more of it around the other paw's two most important toes.

\tJust the light brushing and contact with her paws were making the mouse girl squeak and twitch uncontrollably.

\tFinally, the strands of wool were tightly pulled up and attached to the rings on the ankle cuffs. Her toe-strength was obviously utterly unable to prevent it, so Aria could only whimper as she realized what was going on: Sarafina was tying her toes back! "Oh shit!" she cried, finally proving to Sarafina that indeed she knew the word.

\t"Tsk," the Savannah laughed, making sure the wool was secure, but not likely to slip any tighter around the little toes. Thick wool like this was good for that, she found, though even it could tighten to be as constricting and painful as any plastic-twine. "Where did you learn to swear like that?"

\tAt first Aria didn't reply, testing her newest bindings. That was fast becoming a habit. As with the last few times she'd done it, there was no give. She could twist her paws slightly, but no flexing of the toes or pulling her paws down to protect their vulnerable underside. "Um, my sister and at school."

\tSarrie didn't really care about swearing. Many of the cubs at the salon swore like pirates, especially when she got a hold of them. But it was a great little angle to work from. "Oh dear." She ran a single claw-tip up the length of Aria's paw, and the cub screamed in response. "Swearing is punishable by extra-nasty tickling."

\t"Whaddaya call everything so far?!" squealed Aria, actually feeling a little scared.

\t"Warming up, of course." Sarrie observed the dainty mouse-paw almost hungrily. It was a lovely specimen to wreak torment on. "Remember you can give up at any point. I might even stop to let you catch your breath so you can give up."

\tAria swallowed, shaking her head. She wasn't going to give up easily, she promised herself.

\t"Oh, I forgot." Suddenly, the object occupying her vagina burst into life, buzzing loudly. "It should be able to sit in there by itself, especially if you're helping it."

\t"Nyaah!" Aria ground her teeth and thrashed about on the padded cross as much as she could.

\tSarafina idly placed both paws on one of Aria's feet, using her thumbs to tickle the luscious pads. "And to think it's just on medium. Oh come on, it's not that bad."

\tThe mouse gasped and tried to hold still. That's right, it wasn't too bad. It was a very strong vibrator, but just a vibrator nonetheless. It felt nice, if a little overwhelming. She could take it, and like it. So she tried to hold still, to accept the sensations...

\tThen she felt a terrible pair of claws circle around in her paws' arches, and she screeched once again, incapable of more than cursing as they skated over her sensitive skin. "Waaaaah-ahaha! Oh, fuck!"

\t"So, when's your birthday, Aria?"

\t"Nooo-aaagh!"

\tSarrie chuckled herself, slipping a claw in between Aria's big and second toe, teasing the flesh there that rarely felt anything at all. "Too bad. I guess I'll have to try harder." In truth, she knew she was going to be taking her sweet time with this one. After all, it'd be unfair if she made Aria capitulate before her buzzing buddy could do its job.

\tSo she started to work more on that single paw, using more of her own claws and targeting all the wonderful sweet spots, as Aria twitched and giggled on the cross. It wasn't possible anymore for her to wriggle her toes, and Sarrie was grasping her small heel firmly, so she couldn't even lessen the experience one little bit!

\t"Oh, please, nooo!" she wailed in between her laughter, pulling against the bonds in futility. It was bad before, but with all the focus being directed to a single twitchy paw, it was worming through her determination, driving her to distraction.

\t"You can stop it whenever you want," Sarafina reminded her gently. "If you're too much of a tickly, wickly lickle girly, then just tell me your birthday."

\tThe mouse girl looked distressed, writhing some more on the cross. She was vaguely aware of how horny she was, but the tickling was surprisingly intense for 'mere' paw scratching. She knew she was going to cum, for the second time today, but that was if she didn't go nuts first.

\tThankfully, a few claws left her paw, and the vibrating egg was pushed further into her body... then withdrawn, then pushed back in. Its shuddering sending warm pulses of pleasure throughout her special regions, and she felt herself being nudged closer, and closer, as Sarrie decided to help out, easing up slightly on the distracting tickles, that sensation bleeding into the buzzing in her groin.

\tA few moments of giggling, whining and moaning later... Sarafina paused, switching off the Egg of Doom. Instantly, Aria groaned her displeasure.

\t"Sorry," Sarrie said, sounding anything but. In fact, she sounded incredibly happy. "I like to take my time, little girl." She stood, lighting stroking the girl's nips tenderly. "It's not worth it if they're not begging for it. I never intended to go quickly."

\tAria gave an anxious moan. "Wh-what are you gonna do now?" she demanded, shivering as the intruder between her legs was pulled slowly out. Both the vibrations and the skittering claws had left residual sensation, a ghostly feeling on her paws and throughout her privates. When Jenny had her on that horse, and the water was actually causing her pain, Aria was close to tears. Yet now, she honestly had to wonder what was worse. Though that was probably a matter of 'that was then, this is now.'

\tSarafina rubbed her tummy, absently noting the girl was quite fit. Her muscles could be felt easily beneath her thin layer of fur, and she was as healthy in that regard as plenty of boys that age. "Relax," she said in her strange accent that Aria still couldn't place. "If you can. I promise to make this nice and unbearable for you. This is your first time with sort of play, after all. Are you ok?"

\tAria giggled nervously, her eyes closed behind the thick blindfold. "I-I'm alright!" she said, nodding.

\t"Oh good." Sarafina paused and raised a claw thoughtfully to her muzzle. "You know, I hope you hold out once I get started. You're definitely a lot of fun to be doing this stuff to, and we haven't even begun."

\tThe mouse girl's heart took a brief vacation from beating. "Y-you... haven't started yet?" she panted incredulously. "Are you serious?"

\t"Dear God, no." Sarafina warmly rubbed at the blind-folded cub's ears. "We're just getting to know one another. This job is too much fun to rush."

\t

\tDavid sat at his desk, nursing a small coffee. It was still early in the day, really, and by god was his office cold. The heater broke only a few days ago, but he wasn't going to go occupy one of the rooms, or worse still, the den, to do his paperwork. He probably could go into the den, now that many of the cubs on this slow, freezing day had gotten started on whatever they'd come here to do, but there'd still be some few out there, watched over by those few interrogators still on their break. Trying to fill in tax forms surrounded by cubs was not easy.

\tHe was at risk of being bored enough as it was to stuff the whole lot in a drawer to never see it all again.

\tIt was an odd day, really. Julian and Jason were here, but the third "J" was conspicuously absent. Aria was basically hitting on him, and he wasn't too sure he minded. The mouse was actually fun, humorous and quite cute.

\tHe suddenly snickered to himself. Sarafina would probably be making her scream by now. Surely they were both having a lot of fun.

\tSuddenly, he felt guilty. There was a young fox pup out there that needed help, and all he could do for him now was sit tight and hope his mother only figuratively beat him to death as he sat in his office mourning the necessity to labor over paperwork.

\tHad his subtle war of words with the frosty-eyed vixen made things worse? Or maybe, just maybe, knowing that someone was onto her game had made the psycho back down a little. It could easily be either way. It's not like she thought like a normal fur.

\tHer run wouldn't last forever. David knew that. Eventually, Jeremy would grow up, and probably get his revenge in some way. She could tear him down inside as much as she wanted, but what she did was just too extreme... once the kits reached a certain age, someone would blow the whistle.

\tOf course, if she took steps to prevent that, he'd rip her face off.

\tDavid shook his head firmly. "Quit that," he snapped at himself irritably. He had work to do, and he had to do it soon.

\tAfter a few moments of pen scratching later, he found himself drifting again.

\tWas Aria really going to look him up later today? And would he have the heart to refuse her if she did?!

\t"Oh crap..."

\tThey jumped off the bus, literally, and hit the sidewalk with a crunch of grit beneath sneakers.

\t"Thanks!" Danny piped at the driver, who gave them a two-finger salute before driving off.

\tRobby waved too, biting his lower lip gently.

\tHis friend eyed him quickly. "You're still embarrassed?" he said, amused.

\tThe raccoon's ears drooped and he shot Danny a glance. Dan was able to read him like a book at times, but that was just as much his fault as his friend's. "No," he lied badly.

\tAs they were preparing to get off the bus, Robby was telling the other kit off for his habitual chair-kicking, when the fox had brought him up short with a firm kiss, right at the front of the bus, in full view of about twenty adults.

\t"Psshh." Danny's strange, anxious expression came back. "If you want me to stop, I will."

\t"It's okay, really. I just have to get used to it again, is all." Robby grinned and started to walk. "C'mon!"

\tIt was easy to dismiss Danny as an air-headed, hyperactive horn-dog, but the fox was actually very solicitous and aware of the feelings of those around him. Though this was a weird situation; it's not like they didn't hug or kiss at school, but it felt odd to do it so casually in the outside world. It wasn't unpleasant exactly... just awkward for some unknown reason.

\tDanny could tell how he felt, and he recognized this was uncertain ground. In fact, he seemed needlessly worried... hadn't that minute alone in his room told him not to be?

\t"So, what is it you got from Kaden?" asked Robby, stuffing his paws into his hoodie's pouch once more. It was far too cold to leave them exposed without any gloves.

\tThe fox grinned hugely. "I can't tell you."

\t"What? Aren't you gonna give it to me?"

\t"I haven't decided when."

\tRobby sighed. "Fine."

\t"You won't need it tonight."

\tThat made no sense. "Huh?"

\t"Oh, you'll see... you'll see. By the way, we're going the wrong way." Danny blinked and looked around. "We should've turned left back there."

\tThe raccoon made a surprised sound and stopped dead. "Agh! What're you doing, letting me lead?"

\t"I forgot you were a dork."

\t"If it wasn't this cold, I'd so chase you."

\tDanny shuddered. "I wanna get inside... the heating will be on."

\t"How far away are we?" Robby asked. The air was getting dry, and the sky hazy; wouldn't be long before snowfall hit.

\t"Um, about ten minutes." The fox groaned dramatically. "We're gonna get snowed on. It never snows here!"

\t"That's not a bad thing. We'll get to snuggle at your place. Or play in your yard or something."

\tDanny nodded, frowning. "Sure, that's all good. But mom'll go nuts if we soak the carpets when we go inside. Like, one drop."

\t"Strip on the way in and go sit in front of a heater?"

\tThe fox chuckled. "Good idea. Just watch out, mom's teeth are sharp and she loves that carpet in the den."

\tThey padded on, as tiny flakes started to descend from the sky. It started off gentle, but soon the winds picked up, and the size and weight of the snow increased steadily. It was promising to be a freezing, snowy day!

\t"Oh, hey, tell me more about that Kaden guy!" Robby suggested, trudging on. The cold was nipping at him through his thick clothes and fur, and talking was distracting from that.

\t"Kaden?" Dan pulled his hood up. "He was the first interrogator I got."

\t"You're friends, right?"

\t"Uh-huh. We got each other's cell numbers, and I see him outside the salon a lot. He was just on vacation for two weeks."

\tIt was Robby's turn to grin now. "So, what do you do when you see him outside the salon?"

\t"Same kinda stuff we do inside the salon," admitted Danny. "Oh, not all the time. We play games and stuff too. I've met his friends and gone out with them; pool and stuff."

\t"So... have you slept with him?" Robby probed boldly. He was curious about many things. There was a world his mother had shielded him from, and he was unsure of the proprieties and common activities of that world. He also was a little jealous... it was clear that Kaden had something going on with Dan, and that made him feel odd, even though he knew that it shouldn't really.

\tScanning the skies briefly, Danny nodded. "Of course."

\tThe raccoon frowned, his face hidden by his hood.

\tThey walked on for a few more minutes, with Danny humming a light melody he probably made up as he went along. "Okay," he said eventually. "Nearly home!"

\tRobby reached out and batted at a tiny snowflake. It melted instantly on contact with his warm paw. "Just in time!"

\tThis time around, Robby wasn't as nervous. He found as he walked up the driveway behind Danny that he could appreciate the well kept garden, for example. That was definitely an improvement; he didn't want to be distracted by silly nerves tonight.

\tIt really was a darn nice house.

\tDanny fumbled about for his keys and opened the door, motioning for Robby to get inside quickly. When they both had, he shut the door firmly and locked it. They hadn't got themselves covered in snow, so they were minimal threat to the carpets. "Shoes please!" Danny requested chirpily, kicking his own sneakers off and pointing at the space behind the door with a socked paw. "Carpets, you know."

\tAmanda, the fox's mother, was still in the kitchen with a television somewhere in there to keep her company. Danny yelled a greeting at the base of the stairs before clambering to the top.

\t"You're gonna love dinner," he said earnestly to his closest friend. "Mom makes great curry."

\tRobby grinned suddenly. That was right! He was staying for dinner! For longer than that, in fact! "Cool!"

\t"Maybe not," Danny retorted instantly. "It's a curry." He laughed impishly. "Mom went overseas for a few weeks last year. When she came back she was, like, obsessed with curries! She's got about ten different kinds she can make now."

\tThe fox took his friend's paw without even seeming to think about it. "Come on!"

\tRobby let himself be led to the upstairs bedroom again. This time, when the door was opened and he was yanked inside by Danny, he was able to look around and take it all in.

\tIt was big. Bigger than his room, and his own room was pretty large, he thought. The white fluffy carpet was up here too, and the large French windows were blocked by light blue curtains and Venetians. The walls weren't wallpapered, but had been painted a creamy white and decorated with a handful of pictures and posters. Unsurprisingly a few of the pictures and posters were a little racy, but there was plenty of 'regular' boy-stuff too - to Robby's way of thinking.

\tMost impressive were the bookcase, the bed and the desk. The bookcase was a large, varnished teak object crammed with a great many books, models and magazines. The desk housed a clearly powerful computer, a printer and a luscious potted plant. Finally, the wooden-framed bed had covers on it appropriate to any normal boy's bed, but they would've certainly been a different size - since the bed was a double.

\tNow it was certainly not unheard of, far from it, but to Robby it was. He blinked in surprise when he finally noticed the size of the bed he'd already been on today. The idea of a bed larger than a single in his room was alien.

\t"Toys are under there," Danny said, indicating under his bed. "The other type of toys are in my closet!"

\tHe showed Robby around, explaining things that didn't really need explaining, before he bit his lip gently and fell silent.

\t"Yeah?" prompted Rob, sensing instantly that he wanted to speak.

\t"Um, okay." The fox grinned, but it was a shy grin. "I have things I want us to do tonight," he said slowly, watching the raccoon carefully. "I got uhh, a sort of plan. But I need to know what you're up for."

\tRobby couldn't help but snicker. He of all furs had actually anticipated this conversation. "Alright."

\t"Uh, I don't know, umm... since you don't really get to do anything... you know what I mean? I don't want you getting upset like before."

\t"What's the plan, mister fox?"

\t"First of all, I got some awesome stuff to show you on my computer!" The fox kit stood and walked to his desk. "Then, uhh... well, mom wants to play with us."

\tRobby blinked. "Play?"

\t"Not if you don't wanna!"

\tThe raccoon frowned for a moment. "What kind of play?" he asked slowly.

\tNow that he thought about it, it wasn't as weird as he always thought it was, but involving parents wasn't something he'd ever really considered as normal. Then again, how would he ever know?! The idea of asking his mom would be so laughable that he'd probably never consider it.

\t"Mom likes bondage and stuff too," explained Dan, again with the concerned expression. "It won't be anything too weird. We'll work out what we're gonna do before you get tied up, alright?" He paused. "She's much better at it than I am, and I wanna see you... you know, right?"

\t"It's cool, I don't mind," Robby confessed. "It sounds fun."

\t"It is, I promise. After that, we can eat, play for a bit longer and then, at bed time..." The fox's features broke into a huge grin as he sat on the computer chair. "You know."

\tRobby looked at him with wide eyed innocence. "No, what?"

\t"You'll pay for that!"

\tDan's computer was indeed a beast. He spent a few minutes showing his closest friend funny videos, pictures, and so forth, before launching a game with graphics so believable it was hard to discern between the shoot 'em up and the videos played beforehand.

\tImpressed, Robby leaned on Dan's shoulders. "Wow, nice!" he admired. "The game, I mean."

\t"Of course you do!" giggled the fox. "Wait 'til you see the cinematics. Remember that movie last year? The one done with all computer graphics?"

\t"Yeah, mom and I went to see it. Parallaxis or something?"

\t"Uh-huh. It looks that good!"

There was a pause. "... I can believe it."

"Want to play?"

"I don't know how to play."

"It's alright, I'll teach you." Danny hauled himself out of the comfy leather chair and seated Robby in it. Just as the raccoon turned to look at the screen, Dan leaned forward and nosed him on the cheek. "I'll teach you a lot of stuff today..."

\tSarrie was humming to herself as she looked through her black tote bag. "Alright," she said cheerily, straightening up and walking back to the hydraulic cross; and the spread-eagled mouse girl on it. "Shall we get started?"

\tStill blind, Aria let loose a sound somewhere between a titter and a whimper. "I guess so."

\tSarafina laughed delightedly and laid a paw on Aria's chest. "I can feel your heart going crazy in there," she pointed out. "If you think it was bad before, you're in serious trouble now." Idly, she rubbed the chest, and Aria moaned in reply. "Just a reminder- and a warning- since it's your first time. You can give up whenever. I'll even ask you from time to time. But from here on, I'm going to drive you crazy." She paused artfully. "But it'll be fun!"

\tIt was so absurd that Aria even had the grace to laugh.

\tBut after that, Sarafina made no more speech. In fact, she was almost silent in every way; her movements were almost impossible to pick up, and Aria's suddenly heavy breathing made it much worse as the savannah cat moved with ghost-like silence.

\tA paw lightly grazed her mons pubis, the raised area above her labia, and it sent a tingle through her lower body. "Ooh!"

\tThen the paw traced down from there, directly to the little mouse girl's vagina. It rubbed around there firmly, and Aria moaned dreamily once more. There was still quite a bit of lubricant there, and the paw felt like heaven.

\tWhen it moved up to firmly seek out the clitoris however, she tensed. "Oh shit!" she breathed shrilly as two fingers started to vigorously stimulate the fleshy node, the sensation very strong thanks to the picked up lubricant. "Ngghnn!"

\tIt stopped soon, however, and Aria breathed a sigh of relief. Sure, she was always up for some pleasure, but concentrating on sensitive spots like that was a little hard to bear for a long time. It was a good thing she was tied down, because she might have liked it but could never sit STILL otherwise.

\tWithout any warning, a plastic object pressed right up against her puffy clitoris, and she was certain she felt Sarafina use some kind of tape to hold in position! With a gasp of surprise, Aria recognized it almost instantly: it was a clit-tickler exactly the same as the one David had inflicted on her, and Sarrie had taped it very firmly where it belonged.

\tWhen it was activated, it buzzed spiritedly, its rounded protrusion, flush against the little nub, made her grit her teeth and squirm. "Aah!" she squeaked.

\tThe egg-of-doom was by far worse, but this was pretty nasty too. It switched itself off after a mere few seconds, then burst back into vibrating life in another few. Probably the worst thing about it, Aria realized, was that it was clearly not intended to help her climax at all... just to keep her on edge.

\tCruel!

\tA few claws lightly positioned themselves in her very armpits. Light enough to not make her scream, but she did squirm and whimper.

\tSarafina's voice was in her ear the next second. It was whispered, and a little darker sounding than before. "The egg can be for later if you're a good girl and let me play with you for a nice, long time," she said, and the tone sent chills down Aria's entire body. "But for now you can focus on your torture. Your little butterfly friend down there should keep you turned on nicely. That's if you can feel it over what I'll be doing to you..."

\tAria felt her heart freeze for a second. Was she even capable of taking this?! She felt small and very vulnerable all of a sudden; she realized almost immediately that what Sarafina was about to do to her would probably be the closest to real torture she'd ever experienced and, yes, the cat was indeed a torturer.

\tShe was beginning to regret underestimating tickling. Maybe she should quit while she was still sane?

\tThe idea lingered for a few seconds before she kicked it out of her mind. Her mother had told her to never give up if she could, and that had become her motto. Not only that, but was she going to let, not only the extremely masochistic Jeremy, but the other two boys, Danny and Robby, prove themselves better than her?! Surely they wouldn't chicken out in this situation! To hell with that!

\tJust as she made her decision, Sarafina struck. Her claws suddenly began to move, firmly drawing themselves over and around Aria's torso. Slowly at first, they started to circle around her armpits.

\t"Wayhaaahaa!" Aria 'replied', instinctively yanking on her bindings once again. Once again it proved fruitless.

\tThe claws scampered down from the underarms, over the sides of her ribs and her lean stomach, her screaming and laughing increasing in volume and desperation as the torment continued.

\tIt was uncanny. Sarafina could've moved those clawed fingers of hers much faster or more erratically, but the steady, moderate pace made it all the more impossible to bear. She started to torment Aria's side; the muscular edges of her stomach and beneath her slender, floating ribs.

\t"Noooo! Aaaghahahaaaeee!"

\tIt continued. It was unbelievable. Every inch of her torso's front and sides were tickled, and she couldn't tell which bit was worse. Sarafina changed the tempo and technique from time to time, but it was all tickling. Aria's world became nothing but the horrible sensation of having her little body stretched out so vulnerably and tickled ruthlessly.

\tThe clitoral tickler buzzed away, taking short breaks every now and then, but she could vaguely feel it on the edge of her awareness. It was doing its job alright; it felt wonderful and was keeping her horny, though she could scarcely recognize this over the torment Sarrie's claws were inflicting.

\tShe didn't know how long it took for Sarrie to pause, though it could've only been five minutes at the absolute most. She would've died if it was any more than that, she was certain. The claws slowed and stopped, and she gasped desperately for breath. Underneath the laughter and hoarse breathing, she was whimpering pitiably.

\t"Are you alright?" Sarafina asked gently, carefully stroking the kit's leg. "Do you want to tell me when your birthday is? That's how you can stop this."

\tThe mouse kit shook her head, and Sarrie actually found herself surprised. Aria was horridly ticklish, and she sounded like she was going to howl her pretty head off just a minute before, but she wanted to continue?!

\t"Very well, my little tickle-slave!" she chirped, however. "I'm glad you stopped by this cold, wintry day!"

\tThere was movement at the bottom of her cross, and Aria realized quickly what was coming. The intense torso tickling might be ending, but Sarafina wanted to switch to her paws now.

\tIn a way, she had to approve of that.

\tWhen Sarrie started, it wasn't as bad as it was before. She would focus on one paw at a time, holding the mouse's big toe back while scratching and titillating the foot gently.

\tExhausted though she was, the paw tickling soon started the mouse girl back to laughing and giggling despite her best efforts! This time, she could feel the little buzzing invader at her crotch clearly, and her laughter was tinged with moans of delight.

\tSarrie tickled her heel, remarking quietly on how much she liked the little mouse's feet, and then moved on to her instep. Aria squealed and screeched, trying to pull her paw away, but it wasn't going to happen.

\t"Aww, cute!" Sarrie mocked, sticking a claw between Aria's toes to torment the ultra-sensitive flesh there. "Keep struggling like that! I love it when ticklish kits try that. It won't get you anywhere, but I like it."

\tThe next paw was soon attacked, and Aria couldn't even make herself stop laughing when she held her breath. It was so insidious, so subtle... the paw tickling ate away at her resolve and felt in its own way quite pleasant, not quite like the concentrated torture on her upper body, but it was getting worse, and worse...

\tAria swore, trying to flex her ankles this way then that, but to naturally no avail.

\tWhen Sarafina did stop, leaving the mouse confused and concerned in her blindfolded state, it was merely to pick something up...

\tWithin seconds, a light, ghostly thing brushed over Aria's heel, and she screeched instantly, her ears flattening to her skull. "What was-?!" Sarrie didn't respond, and soon the other paw felt it sweep up from the bottom of the heel all the way to the top. "Oh craaap!" mewled Aria. She tried to move her tail, to lash it out at whatever it was that was teasing her paws, when she remembered Sarafina had secured it to the cross too. "Noo! Hahaheeheeh!"

\tIt was a feather! Was this for real?!

\tIt slipped between and under toes, drilled into the sensitive flesh beneath the balls of her feet...

\tEventually the contacts started to last longer, swiping over the paws and targeting areas of extreme sensitivity, areas that Sarafina knew intimately, and soon Aria was laughing almost as hard as before, unable to stop the flow.

\t"Ohh-ahahhaa- gaawwdd!" Aria bawled, tears forming in her eyes. "Why- ahaaaahaheheeee!- a featheeer!?"

\t"What else?" asked Sarafina. "Can you get any more traditional?"

\tAria wailed and squirmed for a little longer before Sarrie burst out laughing and relented once more.

\t"Ah... ahh...!" The mouse girl could almost still feel the feather skittering over her paws. "God that's horrible!"

\tSarafina patted her head and drew the paw down the entire lithe body to Aria's groin. She removed the little buzzing butterfly. "Alright," she said crisply. "Time for a better position. I don't have access to your back and it's still too hard to get at those little paws. This isn't good enough."

\tHow could things get any worse?

\tAria wasn't sure if she should've been relieved or not when Sarafina undid the locks and hooks, and helped the blind girl to her tingly foot-paws. At no point did Sarafina not control some part of the little mouse's body, and that sent a thrill right through Aria; she was totally under Sarrie's power. If she tried to run or fight, especially while blind, the cat would subdue her in seconds.

\tIt felt kind of awesome.

\tShe was helped up onto what felt like a small cushioned table and positioned with her paws just hanging over the edge. Some clinking, slender chains were attached to her wrist cuffs.

\t"Wh-what are you gonna do now?" she demanded. Rather than a response, the chains were suddenly pulled upwards. Her wrists naturally followed, and she was yanked into a high kneeling position on both knees, legs only slightly apart. Now her torso was even more exposed than before.

\tHer ankle cuffs were secured down onto the table edge, and that made her gulp. "Oh shit..." she whimpered. Her paws were fixed firmly to the table, with only the toes over the edge. It only got more worrisome when Sarrie evidently decided the chain through the D-rings weren't enough, and she used rope to secure the lower legs and ankles tighter down to the table.

\tAria gave her paws an experimental wriggle, but already her position wasn't allowing much movement.

\tSarafina moved with such purpose that, even though Aria was unable to see even a single sliver of light, it was rather intimidating. The cat knew exactly how to do whatever she needed to do.

\tHer toes felt something loop over them and pull down, probably getting attached to something on the side or underside of the table. Once again, Sarafina was applying toe-bondage. A funny sounding concept until you were in this type of situation.

\t"Excellent!" Sarafina said, evidently satisfied. "It's nothing complicated, but it works nicely."

\tAria tugged downwards with her arms, but they didn't move. Evidently the metal chains through her cuffs had been snapped onto something on the roof. They weren't totally taut however, and as she squirmed, Sarafina made a disgruntled noise.

\t"Drat," she muttered. "Not tight enough up there. You can almost sit on your heels, and that could get in the way. I know."

\tAria whimpered. "What now?" she pleaded in a quiet voice.

\tAnother thin chain was looped through the front D-ring on her collar, and with almost no warning, she was yanked forwards and down with it. Sarafina attached it to the front side of the table.

\tNow the mouse girl was leaning forwards, and her arms were trapped above her head.

\tA wet plastic object pressed against her vagina once again, and she inhaled sharply. "Oh, no, no, no!" she begged, but it kept pushing upwards until it slipped tidily inside of her.

\t"So, Aria, your birthday? When is it?" Sarafina grinned and placed a finger on the Egg's on switch.

\t"N-nooo!"

\t"Good answer." Sarafina flicked the switch, and, ignoring the girl's sudden shriek, position the powerful vibrator in such a way that it sat neatly in the wet, warm little opening without her having to hold it.

\tCracking her knuckles, Sarafina placed her paws on the mouse girl's trembling little torso. This time, she went to town on the slender body; everything was available to her now.

\tAria wailed and squirmed and laughed so hard her breathing almost stopped. She could feel the feline's blunt claws assaulting her armpits, sides, belly, chest, thighs...! Nowhere was safe!

\tSo far, the only bit of her that hadn't been tickled since this new position was her paws.

\tYet as before, Sarafina was in no rush. The savannah felt her own heart-rate shoot right up, and a wave of arousal coursed through her adult body. Aria's giggle was high pitched and airy, and almost by itself it made Sarafina feel light headed.

\tBut the girl's body was so responsive and sensitive. Every nook and cranny was ticklish, and Sarrie made sure to visit each of those nooks and crannies. The cub's warm skin, smooth fur and muscles she could clearly feel under her paws. It was as if her very body was inviting her to tickle it rotten.

\tWhat a day. Sarrie had got her paws on some of her favorite victims, and at least met most of the others.

\t"Oh gaaaaaawd!" Aria keened again. Tears were in her eyes once more and her breathing was becoming ragged and harsh. This was getting unbearable. She had to stop it somehow... despite her desire to prove herself, despite the tingling in her groin that meshed with the intense vibrations, she knew she was going to break if this kept up. Had to stop it...!

\tHowever, Sarafina did it for her. The cat halted abruptly.

\t"Are you alright?" she asked, truly sounding concerned.

\tThe mouse kit slumped and gasped, very much grateful for the chance to catch her breath. Her energy reserves had pitched very low... the continual laughing and involuntary struggling was wearing her out, and Aria knew she could normally run a mile without getting exhausted.

\tThe vibrator was still buzzing away in her crotch, and her legs were trembling from it even as they'd done the first time they'd 'met.'

\t"Sorry," Sarafina chortled, warmly rubbing the girl's chest. "I sort of forgot you were a total newbie. You're almost too tough to be one. Do you want to fold now?"

\tAria gulped in another lungful of air. "No... I'm alright... but please don't go so hard!"

\tNow Sarafina was really stunned. Aria truly was game. "Okay, I won't."

\tAfter a few more moments of respite, Aria felt the wispy touch again on her immobile paws. She whimpered as the feather made its return.

\tSarafina resumed her attack, this time keeping to the paws. The touchy, smooth surface was just as nice as anything else, and this was much easier for Aria to take.

\tShe eventually started laughing again, and groaning, trying to dislodge the Egg.

\tWith a grin, Sarafina reached out and pushed the knob on the Egg's handle all the way around. The buzzing increased in intensity, and Aria squealed loudly. "There we go, is that more to your liking?" Sarrie taunted, teasing the soft paw flesh some more.

\tAria managed to find a way to meld a giggle and a screech, and she thrashed uselessly for a little while.

\tShe felt it building up, and her whole body started to shake. The exertion, pleasurable vibrations and insidious tickling were pushing her to the crescendo. She couldn't believe the effect this was having on her. "Nnghhnn!! Oh shi-!"

\tFinally, her body tensed up to be just this side of painful, and she lurched as far forward as he bondage allowed. Her eyes screwed shut as the orgasm ripped through her and took her breath with it too.

\tThe Egg didn't stop, and nor did Sarafina, so within a moment she felt it again.

\tThe cruelly buzzing object was switched off at last, and Sarrie slowed her paw-tickling. "Was that two?" she asked, almost conversationally.

\tThe mouse whimpered out a yes.

\t"Would you like a third? Or maybe a sixth?"

\tThe very idea of it continuing until then made Aria break out in a cold sweat, and she shook her head violently.

\t"So, when's your birthday, sweetie-mouse?"

\tSuddenly, Aria giggled. "March fourteenth... you... you win!"

\tSarafina hugged the girl tightly. "I always do, in the end." She licked the round ear and rubbed down the slightly sweaty, luxurious white fur. "I guess you want a drink?"

\t"God, yes!" Aria rasped. Then she laughed weakly again.

\tThe basement door creaked open noisily, flooding the room with light once again.

\tJeremy pulled himself up to a sitting position on the floor, squinting at the silhouette up the stairs. He'd spent the last few hours in a daze, almost sleeping, though not quite, and his sluggish mind tried to figure out who or what was there.

\t"Jeremy!" whispered the intruder, noisily hopping down the stairs two at a time, until it came to a halt bending over him. "Jeremy!"

\tIt was Julian. "W-what are you doing?" Jeremy hissed, looking around in alarm.

\t"It's okay, mom's out." Julian sat down heavily next to him.

\tJeremy eyed him anxiously. "How did you open the door?! She'll know!"

\t"Nuh-uh. Jason has a key."

\t"She took it off of him, remember? She carries it in her pocket!"

\tJulian shook his head. "It's okay!" he promised, scooting closer. "Jason isn't dumb. Got a copy. I'll lock the door when I leave."

\tRelaxing only slightly, Jeremy kept his eyes locked on the doorway. "Where has she gone?"

\t"I dunno."

\t"We don't know when she'll be back!" The kit whimpered. "What is it?"

\tJulian broke into a big, inappropriate grin. "I met them."

\tRather than the reaction the younger kit expected, Jeremy flinched and looked dismayed. "Wh-what did they say?"

\t"Um, that they like you and are happy you're okay. Oh, and you're their friend."

\tNow Jeremy looked totally wretched. But he didn't speak.

\t"What's wrong, Jeremy?"

\tJeremy choked back a sob. "N-nothing!" he insisted, wiping his nose. His speech was mumbled slightly, the pain in his jaws having settled into a stiff ache. He still counted himself lucky that the pot was empty.

\tHis younger brother looked at him expressionlessly. Then he seemed to remember something and reached into his shorts' pocket. "Here." He pressed a piece of a cinnamon doughnut into Jeremy's paws. "I took it from there."

\tJeremy made no move to eat it. He just eyed it.

\tThere was silence for almost a minute. Then...

\t"I wanna be alone..." Jeremy whispered.

\tJulian blinked, taken aback. He moved to stand, but just as he was about to put weight on his own skinny arm to do so, he stopped, and remained seated. "No."

\tThe older boy looked at him in surprise and confusion.

\t"You're always alone." Julian shook his head. "I don't wanna leave you."

\tAfter a few moments, the surprise on Jeremy's features changed to anger. Though he froze, thinking better; he looked at his youngest brother in shock again, as if he couldn't believe he was still there. Finally, his face contorted and his ears drooped pitiably as he broke into uncontrollable crying. He seemed to collapse into himself, wailing shrilly.

\tJulian scooted even closer and hugged his older brother, trying to support him. "It's okay," he muttered, mostly out of a need to say something.

\t"No it isn't!" Jeremy bawled, clinging to the smaller boy, almost certain he was hurting him, but Julian didn't seem to care. It hurt to cry. His stiff jaw throbbed some more, as he couldn't shut it while he wept ...

\t"Jeremy?"

\t"I hate her!" the older fox boy blurted. "I hate her! I hate me, too!"

\t"Why? Why do you hate yourself?"

\tJeremy couldn't reply. The injured kit just shook his head vigorously.

\tLicking his lips, Julian nestled in closer. His bigger brother's claws were digging into his back and the weight of the older boy was almost winding him to support. "Do you want me to do anythin' else for you?" he asked, his voice level. He reached behind Jeremy and picked up the donut piece; Jeremy had dropped it, and it wouldn't do to let it get dirty.

\tJeremy's response was just a weak shake of the head. "No..." he whispered. "Don't go. Don't go back up there. Don't let her near you."

\tJulian blinked in confusion. "Why not, Jeremy?"

\tBut there was no further response. The older kit didn't speak again, not even when Julian said he had to leave and lock the door again. He just sat there, almost like a zombie, as Julian reluctantly shut him in the damp darkness once again.

Elsewhere...

\t

\tThe scent of dinner was mouth-watering, even though the two boys were upstairs and preoccupied, seated on the lush carpet while they played together.

\t"Mmm..." Danny grinned. "Won't be long and mom'll call us down."

\tRobby nodded. "It smells great! What did you say it was again?"

\t"Thai curry."

\tBefore they could say anything else, Danny's mother proved his prediction correct. "Boys!" she yelled up the stairs. "Come on down!"

\t"Coming!" The fox pulled himself to his feet. "I hope you like spicy food. This is gonna be hot!"

\tRobby chuckled. "As hot as you?" he asked flatly.

\tHis friend laughed and yanked him to a standing position. "I dunno about that."

\tDownstairs, the heavy wooden table had been laid well. It looked almost like they'd bought a table, napkins and all, from a ritzy restaurant and stuck it in their house. Robby felt a little awed, since his mother never bothered to prepare the table like that! It just seemed like such a waste of energy for her and her little son; but for a family of three, plus a guest, it made perfect sense!

\tAmanda graciously pulled out a chair for the raccoon as he approached. "Ah, the guest of honor! Let me show you to your seat, good sir!" she said, throwing a mocking glance at her son.

\t"Mom!" Danny hissed, almost pleading.

\t"Oh, Robby, you should've seen him getting ready this morning," the vixen laughed. "Come on boys, get settled in."

\tThey did. Robby sat down gently in the polished wooden chair, settling into the comfortable cushion for his rump and conscientiously slipping his big tail through the back of the chair. He pulled the chair in and sat up straight.

\tDanny however hoisted himself onto the chair with a thump, and twisted slightly in it. The chair screeched along the timber floor in protest.

\tThere were some muffled footfalls from the front of the house, and both boys turned to see Danny's father clomp his way into the kitchen. "Phew," he said, grinning. "That was a total mess."

\t"Hi dad!"

\t"Hi mister Drocherty."

\tCarrying two large pots, Amanda returned to the table and set them in the centre of its covered surface. When she lifted the lids, all Robby could see at first was billowing clouds of steam, but eventually he could make out the contents. Rice in one, and an odd, light green colored sauce in the other. He was certain he could see lumps in the sauce that was probably meat.

\tThe scent struck him full force and his stomach grumbled instantly.

\tDanny's father sat down opposite Robby, and he grinned at the two kits. "So, boys, having fun?"

\tThe insinuation was so transparent that the raccoon had to smile.

\t"Dad!" protested Danny, frowning at him. "We haven't done anything yet..." he paused artfully. "We're having dinner first."

\tTaking the plates already on the table, Amanda began to serve the curry. The serving size she delivered to the two kits wasn't very large. It was certainly not very little, but for a main meal, Robby was certain they would've eaten more than this.

\tOff his look, Amanda smirked. "Don't worry, Robby," she assured him. "I'm saving some of this for later. It wouldn't do to get bloated and full before playing, would it?"

\tThe kit flushed and then nodded. "I guess not! Thank you, Missus D-"

\t"Amanda," she said firmly. "I'm cooler than a missus."

\t"Oh."

\tShe ruffled his head fur and shot another cryptic glance at Danny. Her son's muzzle twisted into a shy grin.

\tWhen all the food was distributed about the table and the actual eating began, Robby found himself answering questions in between every third mouthful. This wasn't easy, considering the curry was indeed hot, and his answers were often interrupted by desperate attempts to guzzle the thoughtfully provided water.

\t"Ahh!" he gasped after taking a long drink of soothing liquid.

\tAfter swallowing a large mouthful easily, Amanda gave the cub an understanding smile. "We're a bit used to spicy food in this house," she explained. "I tried to tone it down a little for you, but if it's still too hot, you don't have to finish it."

\tThe raccoon actually laughed, shaking his head. "No, no, mis- um, Amanda!" he replied, preparing another forkful. "This is great!"

\tShe appeared visibly pleased at this. "Oh, yes, you were saying something about a gymnastics competition?"

\tRobby nodded. "Uh-huh, in four weeks. It's inter-state. I'm trying to qualify."

\t"That should be easy for you," Danny said smoothly.

\t"Thank you, but not really..." Robby screwed his face. "If I was trying to get in at level 5 or so, sure. But I want to go higher."

\tThe fox appeared baffled.

\t"Oh. Um, after the first six levels, it's much harder to score high," Robby explained. "You've got to make up your own routines, and the judges get tougher. You can't do the easy stuff. Most of my friends there are at level five or six. I'm really worried my floor-routine isn't going to cut it. I don't get to practice it enough, my coach says."

\t"So you're going hard on yourself?" Danny's father asked.

\tRobby smiled and nodded. "Yeah. I'm missing training today though."

\t"How often do you practice?"

\tRobby counted quickly in his head. "Umm, four days of the week, at least three hours each time, and I'll practice at home every night if there's a competition. Like, in the next few weeks."

\tAmanda blinked in surprise. "That's a lot of focus for a little boy," she said, breaking out a grin. "Only kidding."

\tA few minutes later, it seemed that something unspoken passed between the two adults. Finishing up, the male adult fox set down his cutlery. "Dan."

\t"Yeah dad?"

\t"I'm going to go get some junk food for you boys tonight, but I want you to come with me."

\tThe kit blinked. "But, dad!"

\t"I need you to come pick what you want, and we're going to go get a movie out too. You have to come with."

\t"But... well, can Rob come with us?"

\tThe adult shook his head. "I've only got two seats, kid. The car is filled with crap."

\tDanny sighed, and wiped his muzzle on his napkin. "Alright," he sighed in defeat. "Let's go now then, while, uh... yeah. Come on dad!"

\tYeah, while Robby is still eating. Amanda chortled.

\tThe fox kit slipped off his chair and stretched. "That was great mom, thanks!" he said sweetly, then he approached the raccoon kit that he had been seated next to.

\tRobby looked up at him and his eyes widened in mild shock as Danny lightly draped his arms around the raccoon's shoulders, and leaned in to deliver a tender kiss. Just a simple, soft one to the side of the cheek.

\t"We'll be back soon, Rob!" he said softly. He picked up his own plate and deposited it in the sink before heading to the front door. "C'mon dad!"

\tRobby was thunderstruck for a moment. Then a smile bloomed on his muzzle, while a bizarre, cozy warmth seemed to spread through him, from his feet to the tips of his fingers. It felt like he was suddenly sitting right in front of a gently flickering fire. He wriggled his toes shyly in their socks and felt his heart leap.

\tIt wasn't until a few seconds later that he noticed Amanda was looking him over appraisingly.

\t"Back soon." Danny's father stood and headed directly to the front door.

\tWhen the duo did finally leave, Robby looked sheepishly up at the vixen. "Umm, yes?"

\tAmanda nodded. "You followed that, did you? I shouldn't be surprised." She smiled tenderly. "I just wanted to talk with you. A few things that Danny might have screeched about if I said while he was around."

\t"Okay." Robby felt like he was floating on clouds. That innocent, perfunctory kiss had affected him in a way that he'd never have imagined. The huge snog in Danny's room was incredible, but this was something totally different.

\t"Oh, for goodness' sake," the vixen suddenly squealed, covering her muzzle with a paw. "That's just too adorable!!"

\tThe raccoon tried to gather himself, and sat up straighter in the chair. He still had that stupid smile on his face, but he couldn't get rid of it.

\tAmanda smiled at him. "Alright... well, I just wanted to ask you if you'd noticed that, well, Danny really, really likes you."

\tRobby stared in confusion. "Well, of course..."

\t"I mean, he really likes you," Amanda went on. "I know you've been kept away from this sort of stuff, but, well, tell me, how often does Danny tell you he loves you?"

\t"I, uh, I don't know."

\tAmanda laughed at him once more. "Oh dear. I'm sure he says it at least once or twice a day, Robby." She pushed her plate out of the way. "What you might not have noticed is that it's not really common for boys to tell other boys that they love one another at your age. I don't mean being gay, we don't care about that. What I mean is that... Danny has played with a lot of boys and girls his age. You're the only one he keeps saying he loves."

\tRobby gawked briefly. Like she had said, he didn't really think about this. How unusual was it really for kits his age to love one another, instead of just fool around like horny cubs? He didn't know.

\t"I think you need to know." The vixen clasped her paws in front of her. "That he really does love you, I mean. Before you got here, he was running around the house like a crazy kid, make sure there was no mess, and believe me, he never cleans up. He spent about twenty minutes in the bathroom, and he's basically been fired up all day. Then you rock up and he locks himself in his room."

\t"Really?" Robby asked brainlessly. He'd spent a lot of time getting ready and felt shy when he arrived, but it sounded as if Danny had taken it to extremes.

\t"Really. I just think you should know what you're getting into, Robby. You might have had an idea, but just in case... a relationship is a rocky business, kid."

\tRobby stared at his plate, eyeing the curry blankly. "I... I guess." He looked up suddenly. "I love him too!"

\tAmanda nodded knowingly. "I know you do. I can see that." She leaned over the table and stroked one of his ears. "I just wanted to make sure you knew that Danny adores you. He thinks you're smart, funny, good looking and an incredible sportsman."

\t"Wha-? Really?"

\t"Really." Amanda burst out laughing. "And quit asking that."

\t"Sorry."

\tShe nodded at the remnants of the curry. "Eat up, Rob," she advised him. Then her eyes glittered mischievously. "You're going to need the energy tonight, I think."

\t"Huh? Why?"

\t"Isn't it obvious?" she said with an infuriating, though utterly false, look of superiority. "We've got some party games planned. It wouldn't do to have you passing out during them."

\tThere was a hiatus while Robby just stared at her. "P-passing out?" he repeated apprehensively.

\t"Don't worry, I'm sure you won't. If you eat enough." Amanda ate one final forkful before getting to her paws. "Well, when you're done, why don't we keep each other company for a little while? They won't be long, and doing the dishes by yourself is boring."

\t"Um, sure!"

\t"Dad, why did you want me out of the house?" Danny asked his father suspiciously.

\tThe grownup opened the garage door and turned to his son with a slightly insulted expression on his face. "What? I can't want my son to come with me to the shops?"

\t"That's not..." Suddenly Danny giggled. "Don't be stupid! I mean, why did you want Robby alone with mom?"

\t"Argh. Sometimes I miss your five year old self, Dan," he replied, opening his silver SUV's rear door and indicating for Danny to hop in. "You weren't so annoyingly perceptive, and you could fit in suitcases easily."

\tThe kit looked proud of himself for a second, and hauled himself into the gigantic vehicle. "You didn't answer my question."

\t"Your mother just wants to talk to him, Dan."

\t"Ugh, but I'm sharing him later tonight! You'll get your turn later!"

\tHis father pulled himself into the car and twisted around in his seat to face his son. The grin was huge. "You can be absurdly cute if you set your mind to it, you know," he said. "She's not going to touch him. Just talk. It's natural for mothers to want to know their kit's boy and girlfriends."

\t"So why can't I be there?" the fox kit demanded stuffily as they began reversing.

\tWith a dramatic cackle, his father responded in a teasing voice. "Because. She's going to be asking and saying things you'd rather she didn't."

\t"Like what?!"

\tThe central locking was suddenly activated, sealing Danny inside the large vehicle. "Don't worry about it, Daniel. It'll be alright, for the best; besides, what're you going to do, wrench the door off its hinges, jump out of the moving car and use your latent psychic powers to open the front door without a key?"

\tThe kit glared at the lock on the door; he knew that once it was locked centrally, the engine had to be cut for it to be opened directly. He cursed the existence of child safety locks. "You're kidding me!" he gawked, extremely anxious. "You guys are such jerks!"

\t"Danny, don't you trust your mom?"

\t"Wh-what? No! After this, you kidding?!"

\t"I do, kit. I promise you it's nothing to be worried about, and she just wants to get to know him," the grownup twisted around again, despite the fact he was now doing fifty on a single lane road. "And this way you get to have lots of junk food and spend some time with your dear daddy. Right?"

\tHis father was so outrageous sometimes. Danny had to laugh. "A-alright," he said finally.

\t"I've never been to a place like it before," Robby explained, handing Amanda a dish-towel. "I don't often get any money, and my mom'd kill me if she knew I went there."

\tAmanda nodded. They hadn't been talking about this topic for the entire time, but she had been curious about why Robby had finally been allowed to visit. "I've heard a little about that," she said guardedly. She certainly didn't agree with Robby's mother's attitude towards sexuality, but being offensive about it was unnecessary. "How did he finally get you to come?"

\tRobby laughed wanly. "By not telling me where we were going until we were about twenty feet from the front door," he said as he leaned against the countertop. "When we got there, I was scared at first, but I... I kinda thought 'Hey, why not?' and ended up going right in there."

\t"So, your mom does know that Danny plans on doing exactly the stuff she freaks out about?"

\t"I think she does. She didn't expect... that...um, you'd want to help though."

\tAmanda suddenly laughed. A ringing, silver laugh as she turned to lay a gentle paw on the striped face of the boy beside her. "So, Danny told you, huh?" she snickered. "I suppose I should've known. He likes surprising people, so I never would've guessed. Maybe he was trying to surprise me instead, huh?"

\t"Maybe!"

\t"Oh, and don't be embarrassed about discussing this sort of thing here." The vixen finished up and placed the towel on the counter. "We do it all the time. Have done since Danny was five or so. Sex-play is nothing special here."

\tThat brought a little blush to the kit's face. "Since he was five?" he repeated.

\t"Sure, a lot of parents do stuff at that age," Amanda elaborated. "After all, can't have your kits being embarrassed about their body, or being all repressed. Not this day and age. We helped Danny explore a few different fetishes and use a few toys." She coughed. "Um, so we're probably to blame for his interests, but he's not alone, and we think that's fantastic."

\tRobby cursed silently at his increasing heart-rate. "So," he asked before he could stop himself, "um, what are his fetishes?"

\tAmanda chuckled and rubbed an ear of the shy little raccoon. "Tsk, relax, it's alright! I know you've got a ton of questions. Honestly, this is why we started early with Danny; it takes time to learn this stuff, and we didn't want him to miss out!" She grinned warmly. "Well, I'm surprised he hasn't told you himself."

\t"I know a few."

\tAmanda too leaned against the countertop. "The things I know he likes... hmm..." She raised a paw, starting to count them off. "He adores bondage, as if you didn't know. Being tied up, being roughly handled, told what to do, and even sometimes being hurt a little; he's a big fan of collars and fake kidnapping too. He's got so many toys that he loves too. He likes a lot of stuff involving the butt, and I think he likes sport and school uniforms too." She paused. "You should've seen him. He was watching a movie about a schoolboy that got kidnapped. He couldn't keep still even a moment! At the end he came up to me asking for me to buy him a school uniform. I think that's about all I can remember but it's probably not all... Oh, and he really does love socks."

\tRobby nodded slowly. That all made sense. "W-wait," he said, blushing furiously now. "U-uniforms?"

\t"Oh yeah. He's got a bunch of difference things in his closet, and he's been 'kidnapped' in every one of them... mostly by me or his dad, but Kaden's had a go too." Amanda suddenly burst out laughing. "Oh, it's all fun."

\tThe raccoon smiled slightly. School uniforms? Wow... that actually sounded neat. "M-maybe we can play with them," he said quietly.

\t"Maybe," the adult vixen sniggered. "Though considering what I have planned, I definitely want to see you wearing just your fur, kiddo."

\tThat made Robby's face simply ignite.

\tThe front door rattled and opened, and a rather agitated Danny came in, followed by his widely grinning father. The kit went straight for his boyfriend, as if worried he was going to be eaten or something at any moment.

\tRobby found himself briefly thinking how odd it was that Danny was so fond of bondage and such. The fox pup wasn't a small or effeminate boy at all; he was quite strong, had a lot of endurance, and certainly knew how to hold his own during schoolyard shoving matches. On the track or field, Danny wasn't one to roll over and let anyone dominate him there. It was interesting to know that this confident, athletic fox was utterly enthralled by the idea of being kidnapped.

\t"Hey mom," the kit said, glaring at his mother. "Have fun?"

\t"Oh, shush you," she responded cordially. "I did you a favor. Several in fact."

\tDanny blinked and cocked his ears curiously. "What are you talking about, mom?"

\tShe leaned forwards and whispered in his ear. "Don't tell me you can't see that I kept your little boyfriend breathing hard for you?" she told him archly. "Isn't that how you wanted him all day?"

\t"Oh..."

\tWith a snigger, the vixen continued. "If you're ready, head up to your room for about twenty minutes. I'm going to get everything set up." She straightened and looked at her husband. "Phil, did you buy milk?"

\t"Sure did."

\tThat was the first time Robby had heard Danny's father's name. He quickly memorized it.

\t"Alright, good."

\tDanny grabbed the raccoon's grey and black furred paw and gently tugged him towards the staircase. "Come on! Let's go upstairs."

\tBemused, Robby followed obediently. When they reached the top of the stairs, Danny rounded on him with a massive grin. "What?"

\t"You're gonna love this." The fox seemed to be excited. "But I gotta say. Don't get scared. My parents are kinda like the interrogators at S.D.Y.. They're really good at this stuff."

\tRobby knew straight away what 'stuff' he meant. "Okay... why would I be scared? I'm not scared."

\t"I know! But mom and dad might do something new to you, but trust them, and try to take it. You'll probably like it."

\tThe raccoon raised an eyebrow. "You've said that before," he recalled, folding his arms. "Why don't you tell me this time what they're gonna do?"

\tInstantly, Danny looked worried. He evidently had hoped Robby wouldn't ask this. "Um, I don't know," he said quietly. "They haven't told me. They never do anymore. It makes it much more fun. Mom knows about you... she won't do anything crazy."

\tRobby laughed and nodded. "Alright. Just let me know if they're gonna tickle."

\tWithout thinking, Danny shrugged. "Probably. Dad says he can't resist if he's got a tied up kit in front of him... Oh!" He clamped his muzzle shut.

\t"Argh," groaned Robby. "Alright, as long as I know."

\t"Really?"

\tFor some reason, that struck Robby as hilarious, and he giggled cheerfully.

\t"Let's go into my room," a baffled Danny suggested. "We've got a little while before mom'll have everything ready."

\t

\t"So, what do you think?" Phil asked curiously.

\tAmanda pulled out the large curry pot from the sink and placed it on the drying rack. "What do you mean?"

\t"About Rob. What else?"

\tThe vixen sighed happily. "He's adorable," she said. "A little shy, but very grown-up, very focused. He's just right for Danny; might be able to keep him out of trouble."

\t"I don't think anyone can do that." Phil grinned wryly. "Do you really think they'll last?"

\t"Of course, why wouldn't they?" Amanda left the kitchen, her husband following behind her as she went into the 'play-room' in the middle of the house.

\t"Come on Amanda. Have you ever even seen a relationship between two ten year olds?"

\tShe laughed. "No, have you? Besides, they're almost eleven."

\tPhil raised his paws in mock surprise. "Oh, the difference is incredible! I apologize, my love."

\t"It is a bit of a difference; haven't you seen how much Danny has grown in the past year? Anyway, have you seen a lasting relationship between kits that age?" Amanda repeated coolly as they opened the door into the converted study. It was a large room, more of a games room really.

\t"Not really. What does that tell you?"

\t"It tells me that you shouldn't count them out until you've seen it tried. They're just getting started and it looks promising." She chortled. "Want to bet?"

\t"Oh, sure. Uhh, twenty bucks says they won't last for a month." Phil grinned. "Don't get me wrong, hun. I want my son to be happy. I'm just a bit cynical about the idea of ten year olds that see each other every day at school, with all the trials and tribulations of that school coming at them both, being able to hold a long term relationship on the outside. The slightest things can spark trouble for young couples, and they're not very good at handling it. You know. Mountain out of a mole-hill, and 'sorry' is the last word they ever think of."

\tAmanda nodded and opened the closet, yanking out a large plastic green bin and popping the top. It was filled with all kinds of bondage implements. She frowned at it and moved to another bin, pulling it out too. "I know what you mean," she confessed. "But maybe we can help them out. They're both boys with similar interests and mature temperaments. I'm not counting them out. Besides, Dan has no problem with saying sorry."

\t Phil rolled his eyes and pointed at the black box towards the back of the closet. "What you're after is in there, I'm sure."

\t"Oh! Thanks. I keep stuffing things in the wrong box."

\tScratching his muzzle pensively, Phil thought the matter over. "Maybe you're right," he conceded. "Maybe. But don't think that just because they're both boys they won't have misunderstandings. Boys are competitive, silly and impulsive."

\t"I've noticed that. Several times." Amanda withdrew an object like a toothpaste tube. She grinned somewhat evilly as she looked at it.

\tPhil poked her in the ribs. "Alright, you. I just don't want to see my son heart-broken."

\t"If we got in the way of this and didn't let them at least try, he'd be more than heart-broken."

\t"Just expressing my concern. I'd never get in the way." One of Phil's ears perked up. "Is that what I think it is, by the way?"

\tAmanda grinned even wider. "Oh yes. Would you like to hear what I have in store of them both?"

\t"Are you sure it's alright for a kit like Rob? He's not exactly as experienced as our boy is."

\t"Don't worry," Amanda snickered, delving into one of the green bins for some rope. "He might be a few years worth of experience behind, but I got a pretty good idea of what he likes - even if he doesn't know it himself." She held an armful of rope and the tube aloft. "Tonight's gonna be hot, hot, hot for our little lovers."

\tPhil laughed. "Uh, hate to break it to you, but you said 'twenty minutes', so it'll still be afternoon. Unless you also plan to crank the central heating up for bed-time."

\tShe stared at him.

\tThe folder sat on Danny's desk, and Robby looked at it curiously. The contents were still a mystery, but he didn't want to ask again. Danny clearly had a surprise for him in it, and though he could make a few educated guesses, it wasn't such a big deal that he wanted to know right away.

\tDan was back on the computer. His desktop picture was actually not pornographic, but a picture of a tank running over a family sedan.

\t"Hey," asked Robby, cocking an ear. "How much porn do you have on that thing?"

\tThe fox kit paused for a second. "A few gigabytes. Like, five. Not all that much."

\tRobby almost staggered. "N-not that much? That's a ton!"

\t"Why, do you wanna look at some with me?" Dan asked archly, looking over his shoulder as he leaned back. "Maybe later! You won't need porn in a few minutes."

\tHe reached out and lightly touched the front of Robby's shorts. The raccoon jumped in surprise, but laughed and stood his ground. "You've been tryin' to keep my dick stiff all day, fox. Why are you letting it go down now?"

\tDanny rubbed only briefly before swiveling back to the screen. "It'll be back up once mom and dad get started on you," he promised. "Dad likes to see it go up anyway."

\t"Is your dad bi?"

\t"Isn't everyone?" Danny responded straight away. Then he grinned. "Sorta. He likes the ladies most of all. But he says he doesn't mind guys."

\t"So, boys?" Robby asked, leaning on the fox's shoulders. "He plays with you, doesn't he?"

\t"Yeah!" The fox boy looked like he was about to add something, but then he halted himself. "Hm, you'll see when we get down there. Or later on maybe."

\tDan kept clicking and dragging and messing around on the computer for a minute. "Sorry," he said. "I'm just getting a few things on a playlist for when we come back up here."

\tHe spun the chair around and stood, before promptly pouncing at Robby and snaring him in a hug.

\t"Argh!" the raccoon cried, nearly falling backwards. "What was that for?"

\t"Because I wanted to hug you!" the fox squeezed and giggled.

\tRobby squeezed back and mouthed at the kit's black tipped ear. "I'm gonna bite your ear off, you-!"

\tThey grappled playfully for a moment, before they toppled onto Danny's large bed, continuing the wrestling match there. Eventually Robby pulled out the fox's arm and pushed him onto his front. With an air-headed giggle, the raccoon snagged one of the denim-covered legs and sat on the fox's upper back as he yanked the limb upwards.

\t"Got you!" he cried triumphantly.

\tDanny was laughing too. Neither one of them was puffed. "You're strong, you know that?" he complimented his friend. "But it's not a win 'till you've got their shoulders touching the ground."

\tRobby giggled some more. "I don't care about the rules," he said playfully. "I got myself a leg."

\tDanny made an "ugh" sound of resignation and splayed out on the bed. "Alright, but don't break it! We're having a rematch later, and I'm not underestimating you again!"

\tRubbing the leg tenderly, Robby realized he'd never really got to just... play with Danny's body. He wanted to touch and play with this lean appendage, and the others, without being distracted by nerves or clothes being in the way. It was a good body.

\tRather wistfully, he wished the fox kit hadn't opted for the jeans, even though he did look neat in them. "You're strong yourself," he said, releasing the leg and spinning around to mount the fox's back facing the other way. He started to rub the other kit's shoulders, and Danny instantly groaned. "Nearly winded me with that hug!"

\t"I know," replied the fox with a tone of exaggerated smugness. "Next time we're doing this, no clothes in the way!" There was a knock on the door. "Come in!"

\tAmanda opened the door and smiled. "Ooh, lucky Dan's getting a massage."

\tDanny moaned once again and let his tongue loll out. "Feelsh good."

\tThe vixen sniggered. "You get massages all the time, you silly kit," she reminded him. "You're spoiled rotten. If it's not me, your dad, your coach, your physiotherapist... it's poor little Robby."

\tRobby grinned and started to knead the shoulders a little harder. "It's alright, Amanda!" he said brightly. "I'm sure he'll do it for me later."

\t"He probably will. Alright, come on downstairs. You're going to enjoy this set up."

\tRobby let his friend stand and they almost skipped along behind Amanda. There was a slight twinge of apprehension in Robby's stomach, but Dan's lighthearted playfulness kept it suppressed. He couldn't feel scared or nervous while his best friend was utterly fine in his own house.

\tThey turned off on the corridor to the kitchen into a study that had been closed before. It was a very simple room that clearly wasn't being used as a study anymore. It looked more like a home gym, with some weight apparatuses and other machines; there were some things that clearly were not for fitness purposes.

\tIn the corner there was an inversion table; a metal apparatus with a swiveling frame in the middle that could swing all the way over itself, a springy plastic-substance a bit like a trampoline stretched between it, and with ankle-cuffs at the base to hold a fur's ankles. It was so that someone could attach their ankles and lean their weight back, suddenly finding themselves comfortably held upside down.

\tRobby had been in one before, whenever his mom dragged him to the physiotherapist. It was to take stress off the spine... and of course it was fun. Naturally, this one had been slightly "modified." There were two pairs of handcuffs attached to the bottom.

\tThere was also a small flat-screen TV on a chrome, polished stand, and a wide, full length mirror. Evidently, this place was as much a sex-play room as an exercise room. Robby didn't know what this family used such a mirror for, but he found his invaluable for watching his form during certain techniques and stretches.

\t"Here's play room number one," Phil said, lounging against a weight machine. "You'll be amazed what kinds of uses you can find for exercise machines."

\tDanny laughed. "I love that flip-table," he told Robby, indicating the inversion table.

\t"We're not using any of that stuff though." Amanda walked over to a pile of ropes and leather. "Let's keep it bare-bones for tonight."

\t"Hee!" Danny suddenly chortled. "You mean bare-boners."

\tAmanda smiled serenely at him. "That's coming soon, brat," she said, poking him in the side. "And don't try to make me go harder on either of you. You're in enough trouble as you're going to want."

\tDanny jumped, but then gulped and looked earnestly worried. It wasn't often than his mom said that.

\t"Alright, time to get you out of that protective clothing," Amanda giggled, seemingly pleased at the response her son gave her. "We've got two adults here, and two little boys that need to be stripped. So, Robby, who would you like to have take all that fabric off your hands? And everything else?"

\tNow that was a question the raccoon hadn't anticipated. He literally stepped backwards in surprise. "Oh, uh..." he looked from the grinning Amanda to the chuckling Phil. "I don't really mind." These were really unusual waters for the 'coon boy.

\t"We should flip a coin," Phil said nonchalantly. "We'll swap around now and then."

\tAmanda just rolled her eyes and motioned to her own son. "Come here, Daniel," she instructed him. "I want to get started on you so that Robby has a sort of idea what we've got planned."

\tDan skipped forward to his mom, who grabbed his shoulders and turned around to face Robby again. She slipped her paws under his t-shirt and pulled it over his head speedily, leaving him in just his jeans.

\tRobby smiled slightly.

\tThe fox kit stuck his tongue out at him as his mother undid his front and rear flies, tugging the straight-legged jeans down to reveal his black satin boxers. "What are you lookin' at?" he joked.

\tDan's dad knelt down beside Robby and chuckled. "You ready, Rob?" he asked gently. "I can wait. Or not do it at all. Your call."

\tWith a nod, Robby braced himself. "I'm alright! Ready."

\tPhil wasn't rough at all as he removed the raccoon boy's shirt and undid his tail fly. Within a few seconds of fast heartbeats, Rob found himself standing in just his snug-fitting boxer-briefs and socks. The socks were plain white, but his underwear was a camouflage pattern, and Phil snickered at them.

\t"Love the undies, Rob," he mocked playfully, gently rubbing at the small hips in front of him.

\tRob flushed, then giggled too. "I dropped them once. Took me weeks to find them again."

\tThe grown-up fox laughed harder, tickling Robby's exposed stomach. Rob squeaked, and remembered Danny's warning.

\tAmanda removed her son's boxers without even appearing slightly fazed. It was as normal as anything.

\tShe insistently pushed the kit to his knees and then onto his backside. Grabbing his legs, she removed his two socks and almost absently scratched at his paws.

\t"Ahah!" Danny laughed and wriggled his toes. "What's the plan, mom?"

\tPhil slipped his fingers under the elastic waist band of Rob's briefs. "Three... two... one... here we go!" He pulled them right down, and Robby squeaked once again. "Ta-da! Naked Robby. Almost." Much as his wife had done, he brought the ten year old raccoon to the ground and pulled off his socks speedily.

\tRobby was almost stunned at how fast and off-handedly they did it all. The adults really didn't even seem to notice the nakedness of the two boys. In spite of that, his breathing was definitely quickening and he could feel slight twitches in his groin...

\t"The plan?" Amanda said, moving to the pile of ropes and retrieving an armful. "Why would you need to know that? Little boys don't need to know what's going to happen to them. Nope."

\tWhile Robby and the father of the house watched on, Amanda rolled her son onto his tummy and started to bind his wrists together behind him, with elbows bent so they crossed up at his shoulder blades. Robby recognized the position as being very similar to the way his cuffs were snapped together when the cheetah had suspended him, and he was sure he saw it in the big book at SDY. It was obviously a very popular way of tying kits up, or at least a favorite of Danny's; if they were flexible enough to take it, Robby knew that it was very restricting.

\tThe rope Amanda was using wasn't very thick. She easily tied off the wrists as they were, then looped the rope around each upper arm a few times, then around the entire torso... and then she used the same length of rope to cinch between the arms and the small body. Robby swallowed. There was no moving the arms in this position.

\t"Try to move your arms, brat," 'requested' Amanda, rubbing her son's ear. A few seconds of grunting and squirming later, Danny shook his head.

\t"Nope," he said simply.

\t"Alright, this is how we're going to do both your upper bodies!" Amanda laughed and walked over to Robby. Within a few minutes, he too was bound exactly the same. Robby was semi-convinced he would've missed it if he blinked: Amanda was very fast and forceful.

\tThe raccoon whimpered when he also tried to fight the ropes and found it wasn't going to happen. It felt very firm and squeezed softly on his torso.

\tAmanda had now returned to Dan, letting her husband hold the raccoon boy.

\t"Now, here we go." Robby started to get suspicious. She seemed like she'd had a lot of practice.

\tA knobbed, ribbed vibrator was picked out of the pile, and with a bizarre malevolent grin, Amanda applied what seemed like lubricant to it, and pressed it to Danny's backside, using one hand to hold his tail out of the way. Danny gasped in surprise when it slipped almost with no resistance into his anus; Rob could tell he had tried to stop it, but failed utterly.

\tFinally, his mother tied his ankles together and pulled them upwards and towards his crossed wrists. Robby's eyes widened to dinner-plate level while the vixen tied the ankles to the forearms.

\tThe fox kit too gasped, squirming a little as if something had surprised him. "Oooh!"

\tSmiling at her hog-tied pup, Amanda pressed a little switch on the knobby, thick object under his tail and it started to vibrate slightly. Dan let out a soft cry. "D-damn!" he panted.

\tPhil patted Robby's stomach and exchanged places with his wife, sitting next to the bound cub while Amanda grabbed the remnants of the rope and gear for use on the raccoon.

\tAs before, it was so fast and precise. Another fancy device was slicked up and pressed into Robby's butt, and he instinctively whimpered and tried to tense the entire area up. It was large, thicker than what the raccoon was used to, which wasn't much at all, but despite this Amanda forced it right in there within a few seconds of trying. The raccoon writhed a bit as it pushed the muscular ring apart.

\t"Don't tense up," Amanda reminded him, actually repeating something he'd heard before in sex-ed before his mother tore him from there. "In fact, push out as if you were going to the toilet."

\tThe vibrator had a retaining groove, and soon that slipped in, letting Robby's own muscles easily hold it in place. In moments Robby knew what had elicited that gasp from his friend. The vibrator had been jammed right near his little prostate, and he felt the very muscles inside of him shiver...

\t"Feel it too, do you?" Phil asked. He was stroking his own son's head, but watching Robby with interest.

\tAmanda handed her husband the tube of lubricant and he set it down right in front of his boy's face; as he did so, he leaned over to grab something from a nearby plastic bin.

\tDan's eyes widened. "H-hey, wait a min-!" he started to protest something, but all of a sudden his father was pressing a spongy ball-gag into his muzzle.

\t"Shh!" he ordered his son. "Here, let's take your mind off of tongue wagglin'." The gag was fastened, and then a thin leather muzzle was also wrapped around the kit's jaws and tightened.

\t"Mrrmmff!" Danny wailed, trying to thresh about, but each futile movement made him shudder and eventually he had to lie still and inhale deeply through his nose.

\tRobby suddenly caught the fresh scent of mint. The lubricant or something was flavored! "Mmm," he said softly. "That smells nice."

\t"Feels nice too," Phil said in a sing-song voice.

\tAmanda jerked the gymnastic kit's legs upwards and tied him in exactly the same way as she had done to her son. Also like her son, Robby squealed loudly as she did.

\t"Oh crap!" he whimpered as his ankles were firmly tied to his forearms, with but a few inches from the soles of his paws and his arms. The odd shaped vibrator had now been very firmly shoved up against his prostate as his body was bent backwards. When Amanda twisted the switch, he had no choice but to yelp as the sensations plowed straight into his sensitive spot.

\t"Alrighty," Amanda said, dusting her paws off. "Honey, if you'd please gag this one? I want to get started on the other."

\tOnce more the adults exchanged places, and Phil started laughing. "You're very cruel, Amanda," he reprimanded as he passed by his wife.

\t"Oh, I know."

\tIn short order, Robby was gagged too, and then both the kits were actually picked up and deposited in the middle of the room. Looking forwards, Robby could see both he and his closest friend bound and gagged in the mirror.

\t"Here, let's make it easier for you to look..." said Phil. He rolled both boys onto their sides so they were facing one another, but then he repositioned them slightly so they could only look at each other in the mirror. Their knees were almost touching.

\tThe grown male leaned over Robby and made a soft cooing noise. "Aww!" he said, reaching out and tweaking the boy's penis. "Lookit, mom! He's getting stiffer and stiffer!"

\t"Of course!" Amanda laughed, sitting behind her son and lightly rubbing up and down his exposed side, running through the silky fur sensually. Soon she curled a finger around the kit's dick and started to very slowly tweak it. "Try to not get an erection like this."

\t"Aw, it's so small," Phil teased, gently stroking Robby's. "But all little boys have little dicks. I think it's kind of cute!" He laughed heartily. "Only kidding, Robby. It's a good size, actually."

\tAmanda snickered and picked up the TV remote. The little screen flickered to life, but she discarded the remote. The fox kit she was idly masturbating started to complain and whimper. "Aww, what's the matter, brat?" she said, her eyes sparkling. "You're feeling it already? Or are you just worried cause you know it's coming? There's nothing you can do, so just sit there and get ready for it."

\tRobby's eyes narrowed and he looked worriedly at the reflection of the kit and his mother. What was she talking about?

\tBefore he could think on it again, another wave of pleasure shuddered throughout his body, and he groaned loudly. Holy heck! In this position... he'd never felt anything so strongly on his young prostate! It was almost indescribable. It was also very hard to bear, very powerful; and he was fast approaching orgasm.

\tHis butt felt a little warm, but he disregarded it. It was probably warmth from the knobby vibrator.

\tPhil sped up a little, looking intently at the 'coon cub's groin. "Mmm, soft skin!" he said, rolling the member in his paw.

\tRobby shuddered. This felt great! He couldn't move a thing aside from his fingers, head and toes, and struggling against the binds felt kind of cool.

\tOff to his side, however, Danny squealed and started to thrash about, his eyes looking a bit wild. He tried to buck and squirm, but there was none of that happening; the hog-tie was far too restricting, all he could do was wriggle his muscles uselessly and buck right into his mother's cool, fiddling paw.

\tAmanda laughed and stroked her son's head. "Aaaand there it is!" she said tauntingly. "You remember this, don't you, little brat? You really want it to stop, don't you? But you can't. You just have to lie there and suffer it while we make you and your boyfriend cum over and over and over even though you're all burning up inside!"

\tRobby blinked, forcing his thoughts out of the pleasure-fog that was swamping his mind and making his body shake. What was that?! What had just happened?

\tThen he felt it too. A fire seemed to blossom inside his butt; one that spread from deep within him to even the soft, sensitive flesh on the outside, the ring around the vibrator's retaining groove. It suddenly got very hot... and it kept getting hotter.

\t"Myyeeeeh!!" he wailed, also trying to thresh about. But he had no better luck than Danny.

\tPhil sped up the pumping on the long, thin penis in his paw. "Oooh, like I said, she's cruel sometimes," he apologized to the young raccoon. "Don't worry though, you won't get hurt from this or anything. But think about how nice and helpless you are, Robby! You're at my mercy, and I'm not gonna let you go. I want to see you squirm and whimper and everything else too. We're only getting started."

\tRobby heard Amanda from over beside the bound fox boy. She sounded excited herself. "Oh yes," she said huskily. "We're going to have a lot of fun tonight, I promise. But don't get ahead of yourself and start thinking about when it's going to end..." she hovered over her own son's face, delighting in his anguished expression. "Because we really haven't started yet."

To be continued...

\t

\tIn the staff room of SDY, most of the staff were on break and had slipped into the room- which was more or less just the kitchen- to have a cup of something and get their breath back.

\t"Buh," Kaden said, lifting up his mug and practically inhaling the coffee within. "This job can be pretty damn exhausting."

\tJenny grinned at him and also raised her mug. "Topping for a dozen different cubs a day is more tiring than you'd think," she admitted. "It certainly takes a lot out of them too, but swinging a whip fifty times an hour is tough too." She paused. "I'm being figurative obviously."

\tNiall was sitting in the corner atop the countertop, drinking what appeared to be orange juice. The scarred coyote would've gone unnoticed by the other staff-room occupants had he not occasionally spoken up. He grunted sourly. "In my case, you wouldn't be."

\tDavid and Sarafina joined them, chatting animatedly as they walked in from the den room. Jenny and Kaden shared a significant glance but said nothing.

\t"They're really taking off, Sarrie," David was insisting, gesturing over his shoulder. "Jeremy started one hell of a trend."

\tThe savannah shrugged. "I guess so, but you'll need to show it to me properly."

\tKaden frowned. "What are you arguing about?" he enquired, folding his arms.

\t"Nothing," replied the young wolf, clicking the plastic kettle on. "Sarrie is just a bit curious about the new toys I got a few days back."

\t"Which ones? The humblers?"

\t"Those are the ones."

\t"What's to get confused about?"

\tDavid laughed. "Sarrie's convinced that it won't work on some of the boys, because their balls haven't dropped, more or less."

\tJenny shook her head. "It worked very well on Jeremy, and he's only nine."

\t"Are you sure?" Sarafina demanded. "I wouldn't want them to just pull out of it. Or have to work too hard to secure it in the first place. It's embarrassing in either case and can mess up the mood."

\tKaden cleared his throat. "David bought a few different sizes, and you'll be real surprised at how small that hole in the middle can be and how well they reach in. The smaller sizes can snag just about pair of nuts in the building easily."

\tDavid nodded. "See? Also, if you look closely on the sides, you can push these little knob-things and rubber inserts come from the sides to make it even tighter. I got these custom built for kits, remember."

\tSarafina looked a little unconvinced still.

\tSo the cheetah snickered. "Don't worry, Sarrie," he told her, slurping again at his coffee. "There's gonna be some boys here that'll be too small, I guess, but most of the kits here are twelve or thirteen. You'd rarely need to use the smaller size, let alone find a kid you can't get with them."

\tDavid was nodding. "Told ya," he ribbed. "Besides, even at about the minimum age, they're usually easy enough to grab. You'll be really shocked at how easy it is to get at them when their legs are really bent and their butts are in the air. Or if you pull on them a bit; or even if you just get them a little horny, it can drop a bit for you."

\tJenny grinned. "And trust me, Jeremy always tries to get out of whatever's holding him. I got a good look, as did Kaden. He was going nowhere, and his scrotum is pretty tight too."

\tFrom the corner, Niall laughed. "What a wonderful conversation," he rasped. "We were just saying how tiring the job is, but I don't think anyone here can ever get tired of it."

\tSarafina smiled. "I guess not. It's why we're here after all."

\t"Oh, and Jen's right," the coyote nodded at the business-like mouse. "Jeremy doesn't accept any half-assed bondo. If he wasn't getting out, it's because he knew he couldn't."

\tThe question came at David before he could divert the subject. "So how is Jeremy anyway?" Kaden asked, sounding a little wary. "We haven't heard from him yet, have we?"

\t"No," replied David, his tone even. "Though his brothers have both been here today. Something's wrong, but they don't know what. I spoke with Jason, but all he had for me was the usual story... Jeremy is being beaten around like a pinata at a baseball player's bachelor party."

\tSarafina frowned. "I got some more information from Julian," she announced, moving unthinkingly to make coffee for both herself and David. "Jeremy is being shut in with his mother, and that's worrying. More than worrying."

\t"She probably wants to keep him from getting people suspicious," Kaden proffered. "You know, stop him telling people, or letting them see his battle-scars if you know what I mean."

\t"Ugh, don't say that." The wolf shuddered. "A good way to keep him from telling people is to kill him, and that's anything but outside the realm of possibility."

\tNiall grunted again and raised his scarred face. "Not likely," he told them reasonably. "Killing the kit runs the risk of drawing attention. Whatever she's doing to him has nothing to do with ending his life. She's a psycho, but not stupid. Those are two different things."

\t"You've made me feel so much better, Niall. I think." David accepted his coffee and drank deep. "Ooh, yeah."

\tThe young cheetah drained his cup and placed it in the sink. "So, what else is on the shopping list, Dave? I really love the humblers."

\tJenny smiled at him warmly. "You would," she said. "You're the one putting all the kits in them, aren't you? Right down your alley."

\t"Actually, it's up theirs..." Kaden paused and then flushed. "Sorry, that was a crap joke."

\t"We've got some more stuff ordered," David replied. "But not too much. Business is growing now, but I don't want to get ahead of myself. We've still got to make some kind of profit, and I don't want to blow tons of money on toys only for business to die down, or nobody to like them."

\tKaden nodded and grinned. "Speaking of new business, you know the 'coon boy that Danny brought here?"

\tSarafina looked a bit dreamy. "Oh yes. Love his paws."

\t"And the rest of him, here. Well, he and Danny are getting together today."

\tDavid grinned happily and nodded. "I knew they could do it." He laughed. "Oh, and Aria came back today, Jenny."

\tWith a sigh, the mouse rolled her eyes. "I knew she would. She's a tough girl, Dave. I knew she was tough enough to not only take what I threw at her, but love it too."

\t"Indeed," Sarafina added quietly. "She took quite a bit when I had my paws on her. Seemed like she liked it too. I think you're off the hook tonight, David; she's exhausted beyond belief. Was lying on the couch in the room when I left."

\tJenny smirked at the wolf. "Don't be too sure about that, Sarrie. She's a young kit."

\tWith a crow of delight, Kaden clapped his paws together. "See, guys?" he said cheerily. "It's really all good news today."

\tDavid inclined his head at the cheetah. "I guess so, man," he admitted. "Why worry at what we can't do anything about, I guess."

\t

\tJeremy did as he was told, hoping it would make things a lot less unpleasant in the study - a place he had never been invited into before. It was certainly not a place he wanted to be, ever.

\tIn a dead voice, he spoke into the recorder, and signed the document where she told him to. He didn't put much heart into it all, but she didn't seem to mind.

\tShe put everything in a manila folder, not meeting his eyes. Not that she could if she wanted to: he was staring determinedly at his own paws. At least they were things he could control. Things he was in charge of.

\tAt least he didn't have to look at her if he was looking at them.

\tSuddenly, he felt her strong grip on his shoulders and he gasped in pain. "Look at me," she ordered him coldly.

\tReluctantly, he raised his eyes. He wasn't foolish enough to speak, however.

\t"Alright. Do you understand?" she demanded, her voice concealing a horrible threat. "What you have to do?"

\t"Y-yes," Jeremy answered in a small voice.

\t"And you know what'll happen if you don't do as you're told."

\tHe nodded.

\t"Why?"

\tJeremy swallowed. "Because... b-because I'm a bad boy and don't learn my lesson when you do it to m-me," he whispered, his voice as delicate as ossified spider webs.

\t"Right. If you don't do as you're told, you're going to watch when I make him pay for your bullshit." She straightened and looked at him for a long moment, a smile on her face. "You fucking wretch. I can't believe you. It's all your fault that I have to do this."

\tJeremy tensed. That had been the warning.

\tShe grabbed a picture frame from her desk and swung it sideways at his face. The resounding crack was probably audible next door, and Jeremy's sight went a brilliant white, then an impenetrable black. He was somewhat aware that he had reeled backwards and fell, but by the time he was truly there again, he had been dragged into the corridor and the door had been slammed shut dangerously near his skull.

\tThe stunned arctic tried to sit up, but his head was still swimming. He worried for a moment if he'd been paralyzed when he couldn't make himself move.

\tThe irony wasn't lost on him. The picture frame she'd struck him with... he wasn't sure, but it was either a picture of Julian or of...

\tThere was no choice. He had to do what he'd done. If he hadn't fucked up and told people whose business it was none of... he shouldn't have involved David, or Aria, or any of the others. It was his fault. Everyone else was going to have bad things happen to them because of what he did.

\tNow he didn't feel anything. No regret. No fear. No sadness. Just nothing.

\tHis heart was still beating, but she had finally killed him.

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