Rites of passage were tough in any young male’s life. For a tribe of foxes sharing land between 3 other major tribes and species, it was even harder. The common land used by all was always contested, and the large game was getting harder and harder to come by after a few generations. The conflict between the foxes, panthers, wolves, and otters was happening more and more often. Still, a young male had to prove himself by going out into the common lands by himself, conducting a hunt by himself, and bringing home to the tribe, meat for the rest. While it would have been easier to conduct a hunt within their own territory, the foxes prided themselves on being clever hunters using their minds and skills to lay ambushes and traps, rather than their brawn to take down prey and fight the other tribes. That is why on the 14th year of every vulpine male, they were given water, berries, rope, a spear, and a knife, before being sent out to hunt and bring back an offering to the tribe. Some young males took a week or more before they returned, but most did return. Those that did were branded as Hunters. This test of manhood and skill ensured that only the strongest and smartest of the vulpines survived, keeping their number low, but their tribe strong. Keanu was as excited about going on his first solo hunt, having been taught the ways of his people for the past several years, preparing him for this right of passage now. He set out during the spring season when the weather was nice and the skies were clear and sunny. Since he had left his tribe, he walked half a day deep into the common lands, past the marked fox territory, which was deep enough into woodlands before he would start to encroach upon the area hunted on by the other species. The young would-be hunter knew that all was fair out there, you could be the hunter, or you could be the hunted. But it was often pretty rare for another tribe to actively hunt against another tribe, no one wanted to start another war. The tribal numbers were small on all sides since the last generation and a great thinning happened. Still, some of the wounds left by that conflict were felt years and years past. Memories are long, and scars fade slowly after all. It had been 4 long days of tracking, without any results for Keanu. The fox remembered how the seasoned hunters of his tribe made it seem so easy. He would follow them, listen to them explain how to track, look for the signs, but somehow out here he couldn’t ever catch up with the animals he was going after. But that didn’t sway the young fox. It was mid-day on the 4th day, and Keanu had taken up a spot in a tree to rest, waiting for the sun to not be so high in the sky before moving and tracking along the forest floor. Perched high up in a makeshift blind, he was mostly hidden, but the high gave him the advantage and could see a bit further, and his ears were some of the sharpest among the foxes and were always turned on. The fox hadn’t found any tracks from any other tribes, and part of hunting was making sure that you didn’t leave any traces to be tracked as well. Keanu’s eyes twitched for a moment as they picked up a rustling of leaves even though there was no wind. Looking off in the direction of the sound his eyes gazed at a fixed spot, waiting to catch any movement. To his surprise, his eyes quickly shifted and focused upon dark black inky looking figured stalking between the trees and foliage. Sitting up and pulling his legs up under him, he focused on the figure moving in the distance. The fox silently pulled his stone knife from his hip and readied it in his hand as the fur on the back of his neck stood up and adrenaline surged through his body. His eyes had caught sight of a blank panther moving through the forest floor. The fox readies himself and watches slowly as the enemy slowly moved through the area, seemingly following the same path the fox took, winding between trees, circling around a few of them here or there. That is when Keanu realized he was being tracked himself. Was it his scent, paw prints on the ground, or some fur left behind that this panther was honing in upon? Keanu didn’t know, but what he did know is that this was trouble for him if the panther found him. Foxes couldn’t confront a panther head to head, the only option was to trick them, trap them, or retreat. Still, the feline slowly made his way closer, following the fox’s path exactly. As any good hunter would, Keanu made sure to pass his blind spot and double back to it before climbing up and getting set, so he would have to decide if he was going to ambush the panther or let him pass and quietly scale down the tree and try to make his way out of the area. The fox’s heart raced, facing a panther or a wolf was tough, but at least the fox would have the advantage of surprise, and maybe he could deliver a fatal blow on the first attack from above. He figured that was his best shot, kill him fast, strike first. The fox curled his tail up close and tight to his body and slowed his breathing, nostrils flaring with each breath. It wasn’t long before the panther’s scent filled his nose, and his predator instincts honed to a razor’s edge. Each second felt like an eternity as the black cat stepped closer and closer, while the fox remained hidden in his blind, yet was able to watch the cat’s slow approach. Keanu’s teachings were recited in his head, attacking from above wasn’t anything new to a fox, but this wasn’t his brothers that he was pouncing down in play or practice, this was for real, this was life and death, and he gripped his stone knife tightly in his hand and waited until the panther had just crossed under the tree limb above. Keanu leaned forward, committing to the fall, his paw moving off the tree and giving just the faintest bit of sound before the rushing of wind flowing over the fox’s body was caught by panther ears. The big cat however caught that sound, and his head turned to look up as the fox was descending. The fox was aiming with his feet, knife in hand ready to plunge into the feline’s head or shoulders from behind. But even as practiced as the fox was, trying to kill the enemy wasn’t as easy of a thing to pull off. The panther had a split second to move, and it proved just enough to save his own life from that surprise attack from above. Keanu’s feet impacted the panther’s shoulders, and the knife came down, missing the head, but the crushing weight of the fox drove the feline down into the ground with force and hard. The fox landed hard on top of the larger panther and figured that since he missed, he would need to scramble to make the kill as fast as possible. He quickly pressed his knee down into the middle of the feline’s back, grabbed the cat’s head fur, and yanked it back with the other, his knife hand raised up and ready to plunge the stone blade into the soft side of the panther’s neck. That is when the vulpine stopped, paused, feeling the head in his hand slack and loose. Panting hard and fast the fox shook, and should have continued on with the blow regardless, but not expecting the cat to feel so limp he held the knife up high for a moment longer, anticipating the cat’s arms or legs to flex and tighten, to show some kind of life, and then he would end him. But that moment never happened. Keanu lowered the limp head down to the ground, slowly lowering his raised knife hand down. He looked at the panther’s body and could see his body rise and fall with breathing, still alive, but his hands and fingers were limp, uncurled, lifeless! The fox leaned to the side and looked at the panther’s face, his eyes were closed. Pressing the pointed tip to the side of the cat’s neck, he checked to see if this was a trick, if so the cat would try to save his own life from having his neck cut, but there was nothing, no movement, no attempt to save himself. That is when it hit the fox, the panther was actually knocked out cold. The impact was hard enough to bounce the cat’s head off the ground with such force, it put his lights out. Kneeling on the back of the panther the fox’s eyes widen and he presses the edge of the blade to the through, thinking he’s won, he’s going to bring home a dead panther, that would absolutely be a kill worthy of celebration. Then in the next moment, another thought crosses his mind, what if he brought home an alive panther. No one has ever done that before. If he did, the tribe would be in awe of him. He would have proven himself as a Hunter, and a Warrior and moved up in rank and status! Keanu slowly pulled the knife from the enemy’s throat and pressed his knee down harder in the back. “Don’t you move fucker…” he gasped and put his knife into the sheath on his hip. Grabbing the coil of rope off his side he quickly pulled the panther’s arm behind his back and grabbed the hand. As he pressed down on the palm pads, he watched those sharp claws unsheath from the fingertips. They looked vicious! The fox admired them for a moment and knew why the combat lesson always told never to allow a panther to get close enough to grab you. He had a job to do, and the fox set to it, binding those wrists together, and then further up his arms at his elbows, making sure the panther wasn’t going to have a chance to wiggle free. If a knows anything, it’s how to tie knots and make sure they don’t pull loose. Honestly, all canines seemed to know this instinctually, but foxes learned this the hard way from combat with the wolves over the years and improved upon how to restrain prey better. Fetching his spear that remained up in the tree, the fox jumped back down with a soft thud next to the panther just as the feline started to wake up, his head lifting up, eyes opening, thrashing about angrily for a moment. Keanu was quick to place his foot on the large feline’s shoulder and force him down, bringing the pointed end of his spear to the predator’s neck and issuing the warning “Don’t make me fucking kill you!” The panther turned his head to look up at the blurry figure standing over him, narrowing his eyes with a growl and baring his teeth angrily. That anger only grew more intense as he realized a fox, a fucking fox had him dead to rights at this moment. He felt the pointed tip at his neck, and lifted his chin up a bit higher, shying away from the pressure of it against his neck ever so softly. It took a few more moments before the panther realized his arms were expertly restrained, and with palms placed together, he couldn’t even twist his wrists about to be able to use his claws to cut himself free. The intense anger slowly melted off the panther’s face as he regained his composure and let out an upset growl followed with. “Well, I didn’t think there would come a day when I was bested by a fox.” Closing his eyes the cat took in a deep breath and slowly exhaled it. “Congratulations. Why am I still breathing?” Keanu had a little smirk of pride on his face at that moment as he pressed the tip of the spear harder to the panther’s furry neck “I am going to do something no fox has ever done on their first hunt. I’m going to take you back to my tribe, alive, as my prisoner. And if you give me ANY, and I mean ANY reason, I’m going to end you.” The fox slowly twisted his spear tip and made the cat’s head lift back a bit more “Say you understand me.” The fox demanded. The feline looked up at him with a single eye and gave into the fox’s demand. “I understand you.” And he sounded halfway resigned to the fact that he was indeed a prisoner at this moment. The cat started to really look over the fox, he seemed kind of, small, soft looking. Unlike some of the other ones, he’s seen in the past. “And how do you expect to take me back to your tribe, hrm?” Smirking the fox answered “Oh you’re going to walk, because if you don’t, I’m going to cut parts of you. Maybe start with your ears, could make a charm necklace out of them you think? Maybe move on to your tail next. I’m sure that would make a fine belt for my loincloth. After that maybe I’ll just start poking holes in your body. I’d rather take you alive, but still, a dead panther is an acceptable tribute for my people. I’ll make a sled, put your dead body on it, drag you back, and make sure to tie you to it by a rope around your neck.” The panther could only smile as the fox sounded quite serious with those strong words. “Well then, I sure don’t want you to destroy my appearance, not every panther looks as good as I do. So, I’ll agree to walk. I’ll even agree to not bite that pretty neck of yours at the first chance you give me. But there is one, simple, tiny, small demand that I have.” The fox snarled his lips and growled “You don’t GET to make demands, panther!” The panther narrowed his eyes and said “Then kill me now! Ruin your prize, your trophy. I’m sure your vulpine elders will be proud of a fox dragging a dead panther back, but not nearly as impressed as they would be if you walked me in alive and unhurt. My how a spectacle it would be, to your people. Maybe I’ll deny you that with my last act, force you to end me, rob you of your glory.” Keanu thought about it and taking the panther home in one solid piece, alive, would be so much better than being dragged back dead. He narrowed his eyes and glared down at the panther, knowing what he said was true, and not liking that he had to agree to any request from his prison to get what HE wanted and earned by capturing him alive like this. “What do you want?” “I’m thirsty and would like a drink of your water. Is that too much for a fox to offer his prisoner hrm? Is that so unreasonable of a thing to give?” The panther looked at the fox, turning his head to gaze up at him with both eyes now. Of course, the request wasn’t unreasonable, but the panther knew that he had to manipulate the fox, and it had to start with something simple, small, insignificant and he could slowly build upon that and hopefully get the fox’s guard to drop and maybe get out of this situation. Thinking for a few moments, the fox softened his glare on the panther and lifted his spear tip from his throat and then his foot off the cat’s shoulder. “Alright, but if you try to make a move, I’m going to fuck you up! Understood?” The first step towards making himself a gap to exploit happened “Understood.” The panther smiled softly, but not too big as the fox pulled his canteen off his hip and opened the cork top, brought it to the panther’s lips, and slowly poured it into his muzzle. The panther locked eyes with the fox as he got 4 good swallows of water in before it was taken away. “Mmmm, thank you.” The panther licked over his lips. The fox backed away and stood up again. “Yeah. Okay, get up, start walking, that way.” The fox motioned with his spear tip. “In front too, that way I can stab you in the back if you try anything.” Keanu wasn’t going to take any chances, or try not to, because he felt this panther was crafty, almost as crafty as a fox. The big cat rolled onto his knees and got up on his own, and standing before the fox now, it was clear the panther was older, taller, stronger, as the fox’s head came up to the panther’s collarbone. The difference in side caught the fox off guard, his eyes widened a little bit, he knew he was smaller than the feline, but the difference was a bit more than he expected. The panther even caught the look of almost ‘awe’ in the fox’s expression and those vulpine eyes looking over his body. The cat lashed his tail side to side behind him and purred. “Don’t worry, you caught me. I said I wouldn’t bite and tear your throat out. I am a panther of my word.” He said before he turned and started to walk in the direction the fox pointed. Keanu scoffed “Yeah yeah, I believe you, now just keep walking, and stop talking.” He demanded but honestly didn’t think the cat would shut up. The fox was actually surprised when the panther was silent for a good hour, padding forward, turning this way and that way in the direction of Keanu as the fox lead him closer to fox territory. The fox couldn’t help but admire that strong hunter and male body before him. Panthers were measured with everything they did, flowing with grace. Every step, every turn of their head, it looked fluid and was done with purpose. Of course, this was part of the panther’s manipulation, the way he walked, the slow cross-legged steps, the flexing of his back and shoulders, the roll of his muscles, all of it made him look powerful in some way. The fox didn’t think such things overtly, but in the back of his mind, his subconscious was taking in the image of his prisoner almost strutting his way toward home as if on a stroll, without a care in the world. Added to that, the fox was behind the panther, his nose taking in the musk of an older male, a man by all rights that had Earthy tones musk to it that wasn’t unpleasing. The silence was broken by the panther finally. “You’re not the first fox I’ve encountered, but you sure have a lot more, spunk, to you than the last one.” “Shut up. Keep walking!” Keanu didn’t want to hear anything, but the panther wouldn’t obey. “Admittedly, I rather like foxes. Wolves, they are power-hungry sadists, kind of like a panther. They are apex preds in their own right, like a panther. But foxes, not so apex.” “I said, shut up!” the fox reminded and poked the panther in the back with the tip of his spear. “Keep disobeying me and we’re gonna have problems!” The panther glanced at the fox over his right shoulder. “Yeah yeah, I know. But I’m just saying. Foxes, they are okay in my book. You’re by far the most clever fox I’ve met. Ambitious too, and I like that. You’re a credit to your tribe.” Keanu growled “I don’t know what kind of shit you’re trying to pull but…” The panther turned around to face the fox and began walking backward, keeping the same pace. The spear at his back was now at his front. “See every fox that I’ve met, until you, well, let's just say the roles were reversed. And come to find out, you guys, well, you LIKE it when the roles are reversed.” The fox stopped walking “The hell you say?” The panther stopped. “I mean every single fox, up until you, they ended up finding themselves under me. Like, as a female.” He shrugged his shoulder. “They weren’t females, but they became them. I’m not gonna lie, all of them, heh, they like it, A LOT!” the panther continued to bait the fox by telling him of how he fucked some vulpine before. It was an insult the kind that would make any self-respecting male enraged. “Oh, so you like fucking foxes do you?” “Not nearly as much as they love ME fucking THEM! Face it, your kind was made to be used by panthers and wolves. Hell, I bet some otters have made loving slave fuck toys out of a fox even.” Keanu’s lip snarled and he raised the spear up to the panther’s throat and yelled at him. “Just like a typical panther and wolf, to think that my people LOVE getting fucked in the ass by them! You think you’re so much better than us foxes!” “We are better than you!” “Shut up!” “You just don’t want to admit it. You think I’ve not felt the way you’ve been staring at my ass this past hour?” “I said, shut up!” “I bet that little nose has loved drinking up my musk in secret. Bet that little brain in your tiny skull just loves thinking about burying your nose under my tail and taking a big whiff of a real man. Admit it!” “I said shut the fuck up, panther!” “You know what I love more than anything fox? I fucking love it when that moment your little vulpine brain finally admits and accepts what you are. All you foxes are is a living cock warmer, for a real predator species.” “SHUT THE FUCK UP!!” Keanu was starting to shake with rage, because deep down inside he couldn’t admit he had those feelings. Feelings for other males, even of his own kind. Strong adults, strong hunters, firm muscled bodies. He wondered if all foxes felt that way, but was too scared to ask the question, or even admit to himself that he found men more appealing than females. “You know the best thing about your kind? Is how truly weak you are, you fight against accepting what you are, but deep down inside, you know you’re just a bitch.” “AARRRRRRGH!” the fox pulled his spear back and thrust it forward intent on ending the feline right then. The panther dipped to the right, letting that spear shoot past the side of his neck, stepping in close bringing his knee up to collide with the side of the fox’s head, and using his body to deflect the spear away from him. The fox was knocked off balance by the attack and a moment later the fox impacted the ground, and before he could move, the panther was on top of him. On his back, looking up from between the spread legs of the panther now sitting on his chest, he tried to pull his knife off his belt, but the panther’s legs clamped down to the fox’s sides, pinning his arms and prevented him any chance to move. The fox thrashed and screamed “YOU FUCKER! I’M GONNA KILL YOU!” The feline smiled wide and toothily, almost laughing at the younger smaller male “OH is that so? Hahaha, yeah, give me your best shot! C’mon, my hands are tied, what are you gonna do? C’mon killer, kill me already.” The panther’s hips rocked side to side as the fox thrashed under him, trying to buck the heavier stronger man off the top of him, kicking his legs, flopping his body all about and up against the underside of the panther’s body and ass. Keanu manage to pull his knife free, but the panther hooked his footpaw over the top of his forearm, preventing it from being lifted up. The fox was surprised the panther could so effectively pin him with just his legs and body like this. One thing the fox didn’t expect was that panther bulge, that crotch of an adult male being just above his face. His nose took in that musk, so deep, so strong, but through his rage and struggle, he wasn’t aware that he was huffing another male’s crotch musk. The big black cat rode on top of the fox as he finished his temper tantrum in the next minute and when the young boy finally lay there panting, giving up for the moment, the panther purred and inched himself forward a bit more. “Shhhh shhhh shhhhh. Now, I got you pinned fox, and I’m not going to let you up until we get some things straight, understood?” “Fuck you! You tricked me!” “You ambushed me!” “Still I was going to let you live, I could have killed you.” “And a smart fox would have killed me, but you’re dumb, and weak! Look at me fox.” The panther stared down into the fox’s eyes, his arms still restrained, and yet he’s got the smaller male pinned. “I’m not even using my hands, and I got you.” A defeated whimper exhales from Keanu’s muzzle as he knows this is true, he struggles a few more times and then gives up again. “Just let me go, alright?” A chuckle escapes the cat’s lip along with an amused smile. “Oh no no no no. I’m not going to let you go. You’re going to let ME go.” The fox knew he was speaking about releading his bonds, but the fox knew if he did, it would be the end of him. “No, I won’t free you, you’ll kill me for sure. Soon as my arm gets free, I.. I’m going stab you right in the spine!” the fox threatened. Despite the threat, the panther looked confident and sure of himself. “No you won’t, you’re not going to stab me, fox. Just breathe, slow and deep. Breathe me into your lungs. Shhhhh, and relax. You’ve already lost, can’t you see that?” the feline’s tone was soft, almost reassuring. The fox whimpers and his chin trembles “I don’t wanna die. I.. I can’t, I.. I won’t!” the fear that came out of Keanu’s voice as he looked past that bulged loin cloth into the panther’s eyes. The predator feline knew exactly what was going through the vulpine’s mind at that moment. “All things die fox, some deaths are better than others. Surely you know what kind of death would await me back at your tribe. Yes?” Keanu swallowed hard and could imagine what the fox elders would impose upon the panther, and honestly, it wasn’t anything nice. “You’re going to do bad things to me, aren’t you.” A deep rumbling purr escaped the cat’s muzzle as he leaned forward and pressed his loin cloth right up against the fox’s muzzle, nose, and lips. “I’m going to do worse things to you if you don’t accept that you’ve lost to me. This is your only chance. I am the alpha here, not you, bitch.” Keanu continued to breathe in that rich musk from the panther’s loins and his gaze continued to soften. The panther finally lifted his foot off the top of the fox’s forearms “Free me, boy.” This was his one shot to deliver as hard of a blow to the panther as he could, and looking up into those predator's eyes, at that strong male body straddling his face, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. The fox instead lifted the knife’s edge up to the bound feline wrists and sawed the rope until it broke, and did the same thing with the bindings higher up on his arms. The panther wasted no time in removing the knife from the fox’s hand and rolling his arms in the air to work his sore shoulders a few times. “Ahhhh that’s much better.” One hand lowered to grab the fox’s head fur, the other with the knife brought it under the fox’s chin and pressed it to his throat, drawing sudden yelps of fear from the young male. “Are you going to fight me?” Keanu’s eyes watered with tears and he was quick to answer “No sir!” “Are you going to disobey me?” “No sirrrr!” “Are you going to sure?” “Yes sir!” “What are you going to do?” “Whatever you tell me tooooooo!” Keanu cooed out in defeat, laying limply under the body of the panther. The knife was pulled off his throat, thrown away off to the side, and no longer needed. The panther started to untie the knot on the side of his hip, holding his loin cloth on. “What is your name?” The trembling and scared fox whined, “My name is Keanu.” “Mmmm, nice name. I am Unseen, and I am your alpha now.” The loincloth was pulled away, and a swollen panther sheath and plump ebony-furred balls were soon right at the end of the fox’s muzzle. Without the loin cloth there, Keanu was free to suck in that manly scent through his nose, and Unseen was keen to pull the younger male’s head up into his crotch and force him to take in that scent. A fox had a great sense of smell, and most weaker males and species could become muddled and lost when the scent of a predator overpowered their senses. Scent was a weapon of sorts, a chemical and biological weapon that the panther used to his sadistic advantage. Breaths continued to come in and out of the fox’s nose, unaware that the panther was corrupting and weakening his vulpine brain all the more. Didn’t know the panther made him smell his sheath and balls for so long, but the impact of it made the fox docile, timid and slightly aroused. Reaching back with a hand the panther blindly cut away the string holding the fox’s own cloth on, pulled it off the boy, and tossed it to the side. Taking hold of his sheath, the panther pinched it at the base and gave little strokes over his still-hidden dick, letting it firm up over the fox so he could see the black flesh extending out, slick, wet, and prideful. “This is what a real man smells like kid. Your scent is never going to be like this. Not anymore now that you’re mine.” He slid his fingers up to the middle of his firming cock and pushed it down against the side of the young fox’s muzzle and let the head press to the cheek. Unseen slowly stroked the boy’s face with his bare cock, letting the juices and scent from his flesh rub into that face fur, covering the boy’s own slight musk with that of a superior male and species. As soon as that side of the boy’s face was covered, the panther lifted his ball up and laid them over the top of the kid’s nose and lips. Keanu exhaled against those furry balls as potent musk burned his nose and yet he took it in while gazing up at a thick spire of panther dick towering over his face, precum dripping off the head down onto his forehead and cheeks. Unseen continued to fuck with the kid’s mind. “It’s okay to be a bitch. Some males are never meant to be strong. Just like foxes are not really meant to be predators. You may not want to admit it, but deep down you know this is the truth. No self-respecting male would let another lay his balls over his nose and lips like I’m doing to you right now. And yet, my balls are on your muzzle. So lick them for me.” Keanu’s brain was fully muddled at this point, the suggestion to lick the panther’s balls didn’t seem like such a bad thing to do. His lips spread, his tongue pushed up against that furry purse, and he dragged and took his first-ever taste of another male’s body. The grin that spread over Unseen’s muzzle at that moment was broad. He had won. That single submissive lick confirmed it all. As a sort of reward, Unseen brushed his hand down the unmarked side of Keanu’s face, giving it a few pets and strokes “This is good. Now, suck on my balls and resign to being my bitch for the rest of your life, Keanu.” The feline’s gaze was intense, and demanding, leaving no room for complaint or begging. The fox simply opened his muzzle, let those balls drop between his lips, and land on his tongue. The big cat purred with pride as he watched a lesser male take his tender pouch between his lips. Some would think such a thing from the enemy would be dangerous, but men, no matter what, had an unspoken code that they’d never commit such an atrocity by biting another male between his legs. It was never a thought that would enter their minds. Keanu drew upon the adult’s balls and licked on them tenderly, gently, giving him the pleasure he was due as the victor of this fight. Victory was so sweet when it came over a young fox like this, and Unseen wrapped his hand around his dick and lightly stroked himself happily, chuckling to himself before admitting “God, just takes smelling a real man to make you kids melt, doesn’t it?” He’d let the precum bead up on the head of his cock and then give it a little flick to drop down on his face. After another few minutes of idle stroking and teabagging the weak fox, he would pull his balls up and out, rising up to stand over the fox, and stepping back. “On your knees Keanu.” Unseen said, motioning him up with a hand paw. The young teenage fox sat up and moved onto his knees, where the underside of his muzzle was soon held in a strong panther hand, while the other one guided that black flesh to his mouth. “Suck on a real man Keanu.” The cat demanded from the fox. The boy was still lost, drunk on male musk and opened his mouth, taking that cock between his lips, which was fed in by the panther himself. Unseen’s hands moved to hold the boy’s head and without any hesitation, a nice slow mouth fuck of the kid started. “Mmmm, your mouth feels pretty nice boy. I knew it would. Look up at me as I rape your throat. I wanna see your spirit break as I use you.” Unseen took great pleasure in slowly turning up the degrading and humiliation as he held the boy’s head in place and began that steady face fuck. That cock made use of the muzzle, but not his tender throat, at least to start. To really drive home how pathetic and lost the kid was, the panther stepped his foot down on top of the boy’s thigh, as if to hold him down in place on his knees while fucking the boy’s face like any adult would in this situation. “Yeah you though you’d be a real man, capture a panther, bring him home. But you’re not a real man Keanu, you’re just a child. And children suck the cocks of actual men, don’t they?” Looking up with sad broken eyes the fox gave an extra hard sucking to that dick in his mouth as if to reply ‘yes’ to the question asked of him. Unseen could feel the extra effort of that mouth and by the look in those eyes, he knew what the kid was trying to convey. “Throat time little bitch.” Unseen warned, shifting his hand to the back of the kid’s head and pulling him down on his fat pulsing cock, all the way down and holding him in place as he struggled at first. Choking on a cock for the first time was a hard thing to suffer through, but Unseen held the kid’s head tight and in place and let him know just how vulnerable the fox was right now. “Mmmmm, if I held my dick in your throat like this, and let you suffocate and die right now, you wouldn’t be the first or second one to die like that.” Keanu’s gullet convulsed, milking that intruding cock, trying to swallow it down. The fox’s eyes watered up right away and his hands rested on the panther’s hips, gripping them tightly. The tried to pull his head back time and time again, but it was held in place. The struggle to pull free pleased Unseen who purred at the attempt. “Ahhhh yeah, look up at me. Look at me as I rape your throat kid.” He said calmly, while the boy was panicing. The fox did look up though and brought this attention to the panther. The kid’s eyes blinked rapidly, trying to focus on the panther’s grinning expression. This was just heaven, seeing a weaker male, an enemy species, suffering because his cock was shoved into his throat. This was just what the panther loved most, his enemies at the mercy, being hurt by his cock, while he enjoyed the pleasure. Unseen purred and grabbed those vulpine ears, one in each hand like handlebars, and then began fucking that skull and throat, hard, fast. The feline’s barbs started to flare out, raking deep down into that gullet. The head of that black cock would pop out of the kid’s throat time and time again and be shoved back through it, down into the neck. It was the first truly rough thing that the panther forced onto Keanu, and it was enough to get the big adult pedo to growl and cram his dick into that mouth and unload into it, moaning as his dick swelled with cum and shot down his throat, denying the boy any taste of a man’s spunk, at least until Unseen pulled that boy’s head back and let the last few floods of fresh cum pour out over his tongue. Keanu felt and tasted the first orgrasm of another man now, and when that dick was pulled free of his mouth, he could only look up in submission, knowing he was just raped and he couldn’t stop it. Unseen stood with his hands on his hips, dick still dripping as Keanu sat back on his heels and lowered his head in shame. “That was pretty nice, always did like a good fox gullet to get the first one out of the way before moving onto the real fun. Now, we need to address something.” Unseen snapped his fingers and pointed up at his own face, directing Keanu to look up, which he did instantly. “You threatened to cut my ears and my tail off, didn’t you.” The fox’s eyes widened and he shivered, tears welling in his eyes. “I.. I’m sorry. I thought if I acted mean and tough that…” “But you’re not mean and tough, are you bitch?” “No sir!” The fox dropped his head and chin. Unseen snapped his fingers and pointed up at his own face, looking a lot angrier now. That drove the fox’s fear to new heights. “So you think it’s nice to mistreat your prisoners?” the panther lifted his foot and kicked Keanu in the chest and knocked him back. The fox tumbled and held his chest and then began to slowly scramble back across the ground as Unseen stepped toward him. “Please I didn’t mean it! I wouldn’t have done it anyways, I swear.” “LIAR!” the panther roared and stepped down on the fox’s ankle to stop his backward crawl, pinning him in place “Don’t you fucking lie to me!’ “Oh god I swear I’m not lying, Unseen!” The fox was full-on sobbing in terror at the panther being pissed at him. He was yelling and pleading back at him even trying to convince the big cat that he wasn’t serious. “BULLSHIT!!” Unseen shouted, so hard that saliva came out of his mouth. The frightful fox started to sob, just as his other ankle was grabbed and his legs forced open. Before the fox could move the panther reached his free hand down and grabbed the fox’s balls and held them tightly in his hand. This makes Keanu wail to the heavens. “NO NO OOOWWWIE! PLEASE SIR! I WOULDN’T HURT YOU! I WOULD NEVER DO THAT I SWEAR ON MY LIFE!” The pleading and crying excited the predatory pedo panther who’s dick was back to being hard as he maliciously clenched his hand tighter on those balls and pulled them down away from the rest of the fox’s body “STOP LYING TO ME! You lie to me one more time I’m gonna pops them both, right fucking now! Now admit the truth!” The fox’s eyes were blurry, he couldn’t see the panther’s face anymore but he knew it was pissed, and he wailed out loudly, telling the cat what he wanted to hear. “YES, OKAY I WOULD HAVE DONE IT!” “You would have done, WHAT?” “I would have cut off your ears and tail sirrrrrrrrr!” “Oh well that makes it okay for me to tear your balls off then, right?” “AHHH NOOOO Please not my balls!” “Why, it’s not like you’re ever going to use them now. You’re a bitch. You’ll never put your seed into a female, and you’ll never have your own pups. I should go ahead and make sure there is one less fox out to pass on his weak self to the next line of stupid little cock warmers!” “Oh my god! Please don’t do that! Please Unseen, I will do anything you want, I swear I’ll do anything you fucking want me to do, just don’t rip my balls off meeeeee!” The panther released his balls and the fox’s ankle and shouted down at him. “Get on all fours and lift your tail up, BITCH!” Keanu trembled with relief for the moment as he got onto all hours just like the adult demanded, happy that his nuts were left intact. But still the young fox was sobbing in terror and shaking from head to toe as he lifted up his tail. The sight of a weak male on all fours presented, it made the black cat’s lust boil over and he pounced on the boy, latching onto the back of his neck with his powerful jaws and driving his face into the ground as hard as he could while yanking those hips back, and sinking his claw tips into that kid’s hips. Keanu screamed and still, the cries of prey drove Unseen into a lust fury. With a hard cock pointed at that presented ass, he drives forward blindly. It took at least a dozen blind thrusts, but eventually, that cock hit the right mark and drilled right into the prey’s body. Keanu screamed as his status as a male was stripped away from him forever by that one brutal insertion into his virgin body. Unseen felt that hot hole wrap around him, and he had to have all of himself inside, and with powerful rapist hips, he drove forward, clenching his jaw down on the boy’s neck with the threat that if he fights back he’ll die! The panther slams his hips forward and sinks all of his dick into the teen’s ass by the third thrust. As an experienced rapist, Unseen presses his knee down on the back of the kid’s, pinning him in place in a painful way, knowing that even the pain and ache in the knees will make that boy ass squeeze his cock harder in the end. With his prey fully pinned and no chance of escape, Unseen released his neck bite, and moved his paws onto Keanu’s shoulders, and yanked him back up onto all fours. Those powerful hips yanked back and slammed forward, and aided by the grip on the fox’s shoulders, that cock went from tip to base, fully slammed back into that vulnerable little faggot’s ass. “Fucking faggot!” he snarled and then thrust again, Keanu wailing out louder as those barbs rake his tender rectum and inside. That much bigger and longer panther adult pedo cock bruises his tender insides as he’s raped. Keanu’s entire body starts to ache from the brutal fucking of a real man and predator. Again Unseen shifts his grip, grabbing the boy’s head fur and yanking his head back as far as it would go, and grabbing the kid’s tail base with the other, and using those two grips to rapidly slam fuck the kid’s smaller body, only pulling his dick halfway out at a time before railing it back in. “Stupid faggot! Cry you dumb little bitch. You’re gonna die out here. I’m gonna fucking murder you!” Keanu did cry, even harder with those words. He begged “No Unseen! Please I don’t wanna die! Ahhhh! Please let me go home, I’ll never hunt again! Please sir!” The evil panther huffed and loved the fear and desperation in those cries, it drove his cock to throb harder, his barbs to flare out and tear at the soft insides of the child wrapped around his dick. Huffing and loving the feel of a doomed fox on his cock, the panther knew he was going to leave this body here to be found in the end, but he wanted other foxes to find and tell others just what happened to their little hunter today. Reaching down Unseen grabbed his own loincloth and pressed the musky bit of fur and leather over the fox’s nose and muzzle before wrapping the string around it several times to keep it in place. Keanu was huffing and puffing through it, taking in potent male musk once again, with the pain in his backside, hips, and neck being stretched back he couldn’t move to defend himself at all. Unseen growled and grabbed the child by his muzzle and pulled his head back as he loomed forward and looked down into those eyes. He showed predatory aggression and reached around to grab the boy’s throat with his other hand. Locking eyes with the young boy for a final time, Unseen says “Scream for me Keanu!” The panther unsheaths his claws and presses them against the soft throat and waits for that moment when the boy sucks in a breath into his lungs and releases a scream that would have the panther’s fur stand up along his entire spine, and his tail shoots out straight. That full-body end-of-life cry that the fox gives out is interrupted by feline claws that rip across the tender exposed throat, turning it into a bloody gurgle. Ripping the throat out, smelling blood, hearing that sexy scream and guggling cry, it was too much for the panther’s dick to hold back and ropes of hot pedo rapist-killer cum pour into the fox’s rectum. It is such a flood that it backflows out and starts to drip off the kid’s small useless tortured sac and makes a puddle under his hips, while a puddle of crimson forms between the boy’s hands and arms. Unseen holds that head back, leaving the ripped throat outstretches so blood gushes out and the boy’s life spills onto the ground in just a few seconds. The body goes limp and as Unseen releases, it falls into both rapist-made puddles of blood and seed. That killer cock is pulled out and finishes with a panther hand wrapped around it, nutting across the fox’s bareback. Sitting back, Unseen pants for a few moments as the last bit of cum rolls down the underside of his cock onto his own sheath. He spreads the boy’s little ass open and looks at a perfectly gaped and raped-out little underage hole, admiring the damage his cock did with just a single hard hate fuck. Releasing those cheeks, grabbing the boy’s sac, he pulls the balls taught and then uses his thumb to split the sac open and let that pouch void itself across the ground, along with two attached balls. In a file display of disrespect for the entire vulpine race, Unseen stands up, widens his stance, and points his dick down before pissing on those exposed balls and wasted fox seed, so that no measure of the fox’s own musk remains intact when his own kind comes across his body. He then aims up as the last bit of his piss stripes up and down the fox’s back for a good final measure. Unseen braces one foot on the boy’s ass cheek, and grips that tail base, pulling it up, while using his claws to slide through the soft furry pelt flesh, and between the bones before that bushy appendage is pulled off the fresh fox corpse. Admiring the trophy, he does what he always does to a fox’s tail he takes home. He slips it between his legs, holds both ends, and flosses his underside with it until every trace of fox scent is gone, and all that remains is his own manly ball musk. Of course, he uses it to clean off his dick and sheath too, that is one of the best uses of a fox’s fur after all. “Well little buddy, time for me to take my trophy back home. Gotta say, you didn’t get the worst death I could have given you. Thanks for the tail.” He holds up the fox’s tail in his hand and wags it, watching it wiggle. He slings it over his shoulder and starts to whistle openly, loudly, and confidently as he starts to strut his way back toward his own territory. No one in their right mind would fuck with. It’s too bad this little wannabe hunter didn’t get the message ahead of time, but his desecrated body might finally send that message back to his tribe.