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So Fang hopes.", "writing": "Experiment Time: January 30, 2009\nPrime Material Time: January 3, 2009 - 1:58 AM\n\n\tAfter a single month here, wherever here was, Fang was realizing that being here was not worth being paid nearly one thousand Mobiums per week.\n\n\tFang had been bribed into coming here, and knew rather well what would eventually be expected of him once everything was ready. Out of everybody there, he was the only one anybody had explained anything to, but that was only because nobody seemed to want to get shot! Of course, he wasn't exactly sure why he'd agreed, now; not only was his gun gone, but so were his tools, making it impossible for him to break out of the cell he'd been put into. He'd been fed well and got plenty of rest - there was even a place for him to exercise, plenty of things to do, and a nice bed to rest in - but he had been here for a long while and had no idea when he would be made to do what he was brought here to do.\n\n\tHow long had it been since his arrival, anyway? What was he here to do?\n\n\tWhy the hell was he getting so horny all the time?!\n\n\tFang took a deep breath and forced himself to relax. So far, this had been the easiest money he had made, and all he had to do was apparently be a guinea pig for this comfort cell, maybe for a solitary confinement experiment. He'd been alone for most of his life, even preferred things that way, so he was essentially getting paid to stay in a fancy, themed hotel with the perfect company: himself. Still, a month was a bit much; he was missing out on treasure hunting opportunities that his beautiful and bitchy rival, Rouge, would be capitalizing on.\n\n\tIt didn't help that the food was blue-hued and had a bitter aftertaste to it.\n\n\tFang started examining the walls, doors, and everything he could think of to examine. If breaking out wasn't an option, he'd hack the computers; he wasn't on par with Robotnik or Tails, but being a thief - pardon, treasure hunter - gave him a few skills he wouldn't have normally had. His judgment was clouded, however, and his frustration mounted with his arousal, which was itself frustrating. On his third circuit of the cell, he screamed and lashed out with a vicious kick to the wall - then screamed in pain as the metal wall was hardly about to yield to a single kick from a bare-pawed weasel.\n\n\tHe swore to himself a few times as he sat to nurse his injured paw. If it hadn't been for being so horny, he wouldn't be so lonely and might actually enjoy the place. Of course, if it wasn't for the proximity-based bracelets and cock ring he'd been made to wear, he wouldn't be half so horny. And if it weren't for the fact that he wanted nearly one thousand Mobiums per week to sit and do absolutely nothing but be horny, he wouldn't be there in the first place!\n\n\tFang hoped someone would come in. He might not have been able to get out by hacking, and he might not have had his guns, but he was no slouch at dirty fighting. An eye-gouge here, a stomped paw there, and Fang planned to be out of the place - wherever it was - and on his way back home to enjoy the money he had made so far. Maybe, if those initial attacks weren't enough, he'd go for the crotch...\n\n\tNo. With as horny as he was, he didn't need to be tempted to attack someone's groin. Too many images followed that; he entertained thoughts of seducing, and fantasies of raping, the next lady to walk through there. He was too horny not to, and he didn't honestly believe he would actually rape someone, but this was getting ridiculous; a deeply suppressed part of his mind was starting to surface, and Fang was getting uncomfortable.\n\n\tOne shot of a tranquilizer.\n\n\tTwo pairs of diamondius handcuffs.\n\n\tThree words he wanted to hear out of that -\n\n\tHe screamed in pain as the bracelets and cock ring reacted, giving him a powerful jolt. He pulled his hands back, shaking them out and swearing repeatedly. It wasn't completely out of pain; Fang was actually relieved at being shocked. He didn't want to think of any guy that way.\n\n\tDid he...?\n\n\t\"Subject Nack Fang Sniper, code name WWT-STT, numeral 3.\"\n\n\t\"Damn it, it's just 'Fang!'\" the weasel yelled at the computerized voice.\n\n\tThe computer, of course, didn't hear him; yelling just made Fang feel better as he walked over to his meal slot. As always, the meal was suited to his tastes, carnivore that he was: hamburgers, chicken, and - the only part they ever seemed to get wrong - root beer instead of the real thing. Whoever they were, the people feeding him apparently didn't want him drunk. Everywhere the color could conceivably be, and in a lot of places that were strange, the food held a hue of blue.\n\n\tFang sighed and ignored the food at first; he'd suspected he was being drugged or being used to test a drug, and while he was against animal testing, he wasn't all that willing to take the place of animals in such tests. Hunger won out in the end, though, and Fang took the tray to eat on his bed. He ate slowly, ignoring the aftertaste of the drug, staring at the blue areas.\n\n\tIt was making him light-headed. Not the drug itself, but the effect of it as his blood began to drain from his skull to his crotch once again, made him dizzy. The welcome-yet-unwelcome images filled his mind and began to multiply, always with him on top and Sonic taking him like the bitch that he was, broken and begging, sometimes pleading for him to leave Tails alone. He wanted to make Sonic cry, and Sonic was so protective of Tails -\n\n\tHe yelped again, and swore aloud. He didn't want to think of either of them! Maybe Rouge and Knuckles; at least there was a girl in that thought. Rouge and Amy together - that was an idea he'd entertained long before he was kidnapped and brought to... wherever he was.\n\n\tThere was a knock at the door that startled him out of his reverie. Fang growled, standing up and blushing slightly - there was nothing he could cover his erection with except his own paws, and he didn't want to risk that. Why was this guy knocking, anyway? Why didn't he just barge in? He stood there, waiting for the door to open, getting ready to yell in this bastard's face and stare him down.\n\n\tThe door opened, and Fang found himself with his muzzle wide open to yell, staring down the length of a large fox's large dick.\n\n\t\"Well, I haven't heard of anybody yet being so eager,\" the large fox said, his tone indicating amusement. \"We're not here for me, though.\"\n\n\tFang closed his mouth and looked up slowly. He took in every detail he could, as fast as he could. The fox had a second tail, orange and white fur, and looked about the size of Robotnik. The big blue eyes looked too innocent for the guy to be that horny; they looked like they belonged on Sonic's little buddy.\n\n\t\"Is that... are you Tails...?\" Fang asked, incredulously.\n\n\t\"Not exactly. Back up and sit.\" The over-sized fox pushed Fang back. \"Remember that we're paying you a small fortune, and walking out of here means you lose everything.\"\n\n\tFang growled as he was pushed, and he brushed his chest off. \"Watch the fur, tubby!\"\n\n\tThe door closed, and Kit took a seat on the bed, unphased by the comments. Indeed, he just winked and patted his gut. \"More of me to love.\"\n\n\t\"You're a bigger fucking target,\" Fang corrected.\n\n\t\"Only when I'm on bottom,\" the fox quipped, grinning. \"Did you want to know why you're really here, or not?\"\n\n\tFang thought for a moment, wondering if he could open the door from his side. There had to be a way for the big guy to get out... unless he was going to be imprisoned with the massive fox.\n\n\t\"Fine,\" Fang finally said. \"Tell me why I'm here. And your name, and how you plan to - \"\n\n\t\"Kit. Cameras are watching for me to touch the door under my own power. I'm also stronger than you and capable of pinning you under my weight, so if you want to fight me, you can try. And you can kiss my tail when you want to breathe.\"\n\n\tThe weasel stared at him for a long moment, blushing heavily. He decided that he didn't want to know how the amused fox knew he was itching for a fight, nor did he want to think about giving into the idea of being trapped under the big guy, getting a piece of tail. Kit did say something about being on bottom -\n\n\t\"Hey! Let go!\" Fang snapped as Kit grabbed his wrists. \"What the hell do you...\"\n\n\t\"Would you rather be zapped by those rings again?\" Kit asked calmly. He grinned a bit wider. \"You seemed a little excited when I mentioned sitting on you.\"\n\n\tFang choked on his retort and jerked away from the fox. \"You know what, fuck you! Just get the fuck out of my room!\"\n\n\tKit chuckled. \"Maybe later. I still have a situation to explain.\"\n\n\t\"Fine! Explain it and get the hell out!\"\n\n\t\"Only if you want me to tell you. You should really learn to ask these things politely.\"\n\n\tFang twisted around and snarled at Kit, raising a fist as though to strike him. He was aware of Kit's strength, not willing to underestimate his size, but maybe the fox could be intimidated into silence. Kit only smiled and waited for Fang to say something.\n\n\t\"Tell me what's going on,\" Fang growled. \"Or I will beat your fucking face in.\"\n\n\t\"You swear an awful lot. And that certainly wasn't asking, or being polite. Try again, Fang!\"\n\n\tFang turned around as if to try to calm down, then spun back with his fist leading - Kit was too big to dodge fast, so he thought. Thus, his surprise was complete when Kit surged up and grabbed his wrist, flinging him across the bed. Fang barely had time to react before Kit's body was pressed against him, crushing him, squeezing the air from him. He couldn't even growl - or whimper - as Kit's member rubbed between his cheeks and under his tail. His wrists were held down by the giant fox's hand; his strength was amazing!\n\n\t\"You're not a very nice guy,\" Kit said jovially, murring as Fang tried hard to thrash under him. \"I'm going to take a wild guess at this - every time you've been shocked, you've been imagining being in control of a rape, or at least on top. You like it when someone's listening to you, doing what you want them to do. That's what you think you get off on, right?\"\n\n\tFang slowly stopped struggling, just fighting for air. He couldn't shut out Kit's voice, which was the only thing he wanted to do at that point. The over-sized fox was right; how could he be right? Fang never so much as saw Kit before.\n\n\tKit grinned slowly. He hadn't had any fun for a while, and this was perfect timing: Break him in, and the Experiment would be more successful.\n\n\t\"You have a choice, Fang,\" Kit said huskily, right in his ear. \"I can boost your pay, but you have to do some things for me. No one's watching you right now.\" He pulled back just a bit, enough to let Fang breathe. \"Or, you can be unwilling - feel what it's like to be on the subby side of a rape.\"\n\n\t\"What do you want from me?\" Fang said, panting.\n\n\t\"I want you to submit to me.\"\n\n\tFang's eyes widened. \"Excuse me...?!\"\n\n\t\"You know what I mean. Or, if you really don't, here's some thoughts: Rim me, rub my paws, lick my chest, nuzzle my balls, suck my dick...\"\n\n\t\"You want me to what?!\"\n\n\tKit pressed against Fang again, cutting him off. \"Of course, I can pound you here and now. It'd be a dry fuck if not for the fact I'm dripping precum because you're pretty cute and in a perfect position for a ride.\"\n\n\tFang managed a whimper. He tried to push back for a second, but only long enough to realize that Kit would only grind against him, and that was a disquieting, yet enjoyable feeling. He couldn't pull away, Kit was too strong. He tried pulling back, but Kit held his wrists firmly in place.\n\n\t\"You're not going anywhere, Fang. Do you want to make this easy and play along, or do you want to be stubborn and have trouble sitting for a few days after I fuck you?\"\n\n\tThe weasel kept quiet, squirming for a moment - until he felt the thick member pressing against his tailhole. He shut his eyes tightly, trying to ignore the feelings threatening to break his mind - the repressed ideas and fantasies he kept telling himself he wasn't supposed to feel. Kit was patient, grinding gently against him, waiting for an answer. He whispered it, afraid of his own words and admissions.\n\n\t\"What was that, Fang?\"\n\n\tFang gulped. \"I... I'll do it. Not all of it, but... I'll play along. I'll sub.\"\n\n\tKit smiled and pulled back, but held Fang's wrists. \"Don't fight, bite, or try to run. We'll be back in this position a lot faster.\"\n\n\tFang's heart sunk. He'd hoped to trick Kit into letting him out, but... maybe, if Kit wasn't too disgusting, this wouldn't have to be so bad. He relaxed in Kit's grasp, and the fox let him go, slowly. Fang sunk to his knees, and he turned to face Kit carefully, looking up at the bigger fox's erection.\n\n\t\"And... this'll boost my pay?\"\n\n\tKit nodded. \"By five hundred per week you sub.\"\n\n\tSuddenly, this wasn't so bad. Not bad at all. \"No one's watching?\"\n\n\t\"Just me. No cameras, no audience.\"\n\n\t\"Will you explain what's going on while you're... while we're...\"\n\n\t\"Fucking? Yeah.\" Kit chuckled. \"Any other questions?\"\n\n\tFang shook his head. \"No... I'm pretty sure I know how to sub.\"\n\n\t\"We'll see.\" Kit stroked himself slowly, stepping forward to bring his sac to Fang's mouth. \"We'll start out with the basics, and I'll assume you're a virgin.\"\n\n\tFang blinked, surging to his feet. \"What the fuck is that supposed to - \"\n\n\tKit smirked, catching Fang's shoulder and pushing him back down, slowly, carefully. \"Easy, buddy,\" he said. \"You've probably been with more than your fair share of girls, cute as you are. I mean that you haven't taken anything up your tail - I'll assume you need a good amount of stretching and lubing.\"\n\n\tFang backed down quickly, hearing it like that. His face reddened as Kit got back into position, and he hesitated, uncertain. What was he supposed to do, guess or wait for a command?\n\n\t\"I want you to lick my balls, Fang.\"\n\n\tFang found himself at a loss. Part of him growled at being under someone's control, even if someone was going to start paying him. Another whimpered at being aroused, enjoying the idea of having sex with another guy, and being the one on bottom at that. He leaned forward, nuzzling at the heavy sac between Kit's legs, flinching as the fox's arm reached down. He was sure Kit was going to hold him in place and force him into worse; he was sure the fox was going to smack him.\n\n\tHe felt Kit's hand touch him gently, rubbing behind his ears, and started licking as the first wave of pleasure filtered through his mind. Kit murred softly, giving Fang a gentle push against his sac - he let up when he felt Fang resist, panicky, rubbing behind his head softly to calm him down. It took a few attempts before Fang realized, and submitted, to Kit's gentle but persistent contact commands; as he was held closer, Fang became more eager, licking and nuzzling at the fox's large balls. One hand rose up as if on its own, stroking Kit's hip slowly; in response, Kit moved his hand, letting Fang move as he wanted.\n\n\tFang nuzzled closer. To hell with inhibition, he wanted to have some fun!\n\n\tKit stroked himself a little faster, both to keep himself horny and to spread his precum along the thick length. He reached down to Fang's neck and pulled the weasel up gently, pulling back to point his cock to Fang's muzzle. He drew back, wanting to find some control, but the bed was right behind him.\n\n\t\"Easy, Fang,\" Kit said soothingly. \"This is only the beginning. Once everything's ready, you'll be in my place. Just, not with me.\"\n\n\t\"R-really?\" Fang asked. \"You're not... you're not going to piss on me, are you?\"\n\n\t\"Do you want me to?\"\n\n\t\"No!\" Fang looked up at him in alarm. \"I might be the subby here, but that's going a bit far, isn't it?\"\n\n\tKit chuckled. \"Don't worry. Like I said, just the basics today. You're going to suck me and get me slick enough to take your tail. We'll both like it more.\"\n\n\tFang stared at the length in front of him, licking at it hesitantly. Kit's precum was sweet, and the flesh a bit salty; another lick followed, and the massive fox rewarded him with a thick drop of precum.\n\n\t\"I'll be doing to somebody what you're doing to me?\" he asked softly, licking the member once more. \"I'll be in control...?\"\n\n\t\"Yeah, but you'll have to be careful,\" Kit said. \"The higher-ups here won't want you to be too cruel.\"\n\n\t\"Who will I be topping?\"\n\n\t\"Tails. The little version of me.\"\n\n\tFang's jaw almost hit the floor. Tails?! Sonic's little buddy?! He murred deeply in his hyper-aroused state; he couldn't help himself. Tails was the closest thing to an ideal mate he could think of: good with tech, subby as hell, and with the way he followed Sonic around, probably as flaming as a volcano!\n\n\tKit tapped Fang's head. \"Forgetting something?\"\n\n\tFang shook his head. He didn't want a boy. He was just sucking Kit to get another five hundred Mobiums. He couldn't quite get half the length in his mouth - how did women do this? - but what he lacked in skill, he made up for in energy, bobbing along what he could get and trying to lick at the same time. He heard Kit chuckle over his murr, and looked up, embarrassed.\n\n\t\"You look so silly,\" Kit said. \"I'm sorry, but it's true!\"\n\n\t\"So I've never sucked cock before!\" Fang snapped, suddenly angry again. \"You're the one that called me a virgin; yes, I am a cock-sucking virgin!\"\n\n\t\"You're doing fine for a first time,\" Kit said. \"I like it. You just look funny with your head bobbing and your tongue lashing...\"\n\n\tHe demonstrated it, and Fang had to chuckle at the sight. \"Okay, so I look funny...\"\n\n\t\"You did what you needed to do.\" Kit stepped back, rubbing the combination of precum and spit over his member. \"Now bend over the bed and, above all else, relax. It's going to hurt at first, and tensing that tight tail of yours is only going to make it worse.\"\n\n\tFang took a deep breath, but did as he was told. He lifted his tail and forced himself to relax his legs and rump, his face clenched as he waited for Kit to penetrate him. He took some consolation in the thought of being able to do this to Tails. Maybe shoving into someone's tail wouldn't be so...\n\n\tHis eyes snapped open as he felt Kit's tongue lick over his tailhole. Immediately he tensed up, surprised at the move, and he looked over his shoulder to the large fox. Kit didn't seem disgusted or sickened; indeed, Kit was only trying to push into him with his tongue, nuzzling eagerly and practically kissing Fang's ass. If he wasn't enjoying it so much, Fang would have come off with a witty remark.\n\n\tBefore he could get back to his senses, though, Kit was standing, one finger in his mouth. Fang looked away as Kit's finger left his muzzle, glistening with his saliva and reaching under his tail. He tensed again, feeling it press to his tailhole...\n\n\t\"Relax. This might be more pleasure than you expect.\"\n\n\tFang took another slow, deep breath and let it go, relaxing and whimpering loudly as Kit's finger pushed into him. He could feel his hole stretching to fit the fox's digit; more acutely, he could feel the finger wiggling and thrusting inside him. He clenched on it, trying to push it out instinctively, but the finger forced itself deeper until Kit's knuckles pressed to his backside.\n\n\t\"Your finger's that thick...?\" Fang whined. \"That means...\"\n\n\t\"You'll enjoy my cock more,\" Kit responded. \"It'll be alright. You won't be injured, and the pain will fade.\"\n\n\tAll too soon, Kit's finger pulled out and his thick cock, still wet from the earlier treatment, pressed more invasively to Fang's tailhole. He started thrusting almost immediately, making Fang whimper, but each thrust was shallow. Bit by bit, as the thick member stretched him out, Kit pushed deeper and drew out quiet moans from the weasel. It took a few minutes, but Kit managed to fit himself completely inside Fang's tailhole.\n\n\tFang was tight, very tight. Every whimper and quiver could be felt through Kit's member, and every involuntary clench made Kit shiver with pleasure. He kept still, waiting for Fang to get used to him, then pulled back slowly, until only his head remained inside Fang's ass.\n\n\t\"Is th-that it...?\" Fang asked.\n\n\t\"You know better than that, Fang...\" Kit chuckled. \"I'm going to cum in your ass. You're going to know what it will feel like from Tails' point of view every time you take him over the course of two years.\" Fang went to protest, but Kit's hand pressing against his back made him stop. \"And your rival has been sent on a false hunt that will take her three years to complete.\"\n\n\tFang relaxed again, squirming a bit as Kit started to push back in. Every inch forced more of Fang's breath from his body, especially as Kit laid on top of him. He whimpered and panted into the sheets, feeling Kit start to pick up speed, and he hid his face in the bed as the pain and pleasure combination started to overwhelm his mind.\n\n\t\"I'm... I'm not g-gay,\" he sobbed, suddenly, gripping the sheets.\n\n\t\"No, you're not,\" Kit said. \"Bisexual, sure. Gay, I doubt...\"\n\n\tKit went quiet as he got more into pounding Fang, and the weasel cried out at every deep thrust. He bent over the weasel and nuzzled into his neck, making him whimper breathlessly as Kit's weight settled on Fang's body. Kit's breath came in heavy, husky gasps, punctuated by soft growls as he started slamming more of his weight into Fang's tail.\n\n\t\"Feel what being on bottom is like now, boy...?\" Kit snarled in Fang's ear, petting his head gently. \"This is what happens to the boys in those fantasies of yours. Only they... they're begging for you to stop. To end the pain. You, you've never known the pleasure they could feel with a little bit of kindness. They can still struggle, of course, pretend to resist you... but imagine how much pain there could have been.\"\n\n\tHe demonstrated once, thrusting with his whole body into the weasel, then smacking the weasel's ass once. Another thrust, and he bent back over, crushing Fang under his weight, making him gasp for mercy. He pulled Fang's head up in a headlock, licking his cheek slowly.\n\n\t\"And you'll learn the difference between domination and abuse,\" Kit hissed. \"What lines you can and can't cross, when you've crossed them, when you can't cross back. You'll take these lessons because we're paying you another five hundred Mobiums to take them, and you might enjoy them.\"\n\n\tKit's thrusts came faster, harder, and deeper, and all Fang could do was sob. He felt the pain in his lower body, but pleasure had long since taken over as the dominant physical feeling. What hurt more was that he was enjoying being fucked by a male, one that had taken all control from him - made him feel like a slave.\n\n\tAnd Fang enjoyed it.\n\n\tKit's release happened with little warning. The fox pinned Fang's wrists to the bed, then thrust a few more times, and Fang could feel Kit's dick pulsing and pumping a load of cum into his backside. He whimpered as Kit's weight settled back onto him after his orgasm, and he hoped for a moment that he would be literally crushed... but, after a few moments of panting in his ear, Kit rose and slowly pulled free of his tailhole.\n\n\tFang didn't move. He was afraid his legs, shaky after the deep invasion, wouldn't support him. Kit walked back to the door, listening to him whimper as he recovered from being on bottom. It was all a good sign, to the over-sized vulpine; Fang learned his lesson, and after a few more sessions of this, he would be ready to dominate Tails.\n\n\t\"I'll see you next week, Fang,\" Kit said. \"Next time, you'll learn to swallow cum.\"\n\n\tFang couldn't reply, other than to whimper softly.\n\n\t\"You did well this time. Maybe now you'll start imagining what being on bottom will be like. Being made to please, your master's happiness your only worry - permission to feel, and to give, that pleasure the only treasures you ever need to seek. Treasures as hard to find twice in a row as any gold or jewels you could ever make the attempt for.\"\n\n\tFang managed to rise to his feet. He needed something to throw Kit off his game, just to break his control for no better reason than to do it - Fang needed to gain the upper hand again.\n\n\t\"What if I liked being fucked enough to let Tails top me?\" Fang asked. \"What if I bottom for Tails?\"\n\n\tKit walked out the door as he answered, grinning back to the weasel.\n\n\t\"Then you dom him from the bottom. It's possible. We might do it sometime.\"\n\n\tThe door closed, and Fang stepped into his cell's restroom to clean up. The idea of making Tails fuck him lingered in his mind - making the horny boy ram his tail, not being allowed to cum until Master Fang came - \n\n\tThe weasel yelped again as the bracelets and cock ring shocked him with another spike of pain. One thing he would have to learn was self-control.\n\n\tAt least until Tails arrived...", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Experiment Time: January 30, 2009
Prime Material Time: January 3, 2009 - 1:58 AM

\tAfter a single month here, wherever here was, Fang was realizing that being here was not worth being paid nearly one thousand Mobiums per week.

\tFang had been bribed into coming here, and knew rather well what would eventually be expected of him once everything was ready. Out of everybody there, he was the only one anybody had explained anything to, but that was only because nobody seemed to want to get shot! Of course, he wasn't exactly sure why he'd agreed, now; not only was his gun gone, but so were his tools, making it impossible for him to break out of the cell he'd been put into. He'd been fed well and got plenty of rest - there was even a place for him to exercise, plenty of things to do, and a nice bed to rest in - but he had been here for a long while and had no idea when he would be made to do what he was brought here to do.

\tHow long had it been since his arrival, anyway? What was he here to do?

\tWhy the hell was he getting so horny all the time?!

\tFang took a deep breath and forced himself to relax. So far, this had been the easiest money he had made, and all he had to do was apparently be a guinea pig for this comfort cell, maybe for a solitary confinement experiment. He'd been alone for most of his life, even preferred things that way, so he was essentially getting paid to stay in a fancy, themed hotel with the perfect company: himself. Still, a month was a bit much; he was missing out on treasure hunting opportunities that his beautiful and bitchy rival, Rouge, would be capitalizing on.

\tIt didn't help that the food was blue-hued and had a bitter aftertaste to it.

\tFang started examining the walls, doors, and everything he could think of to examine. If breaking out wasn't an option, he'd hack the computers; he wasn't on par with Robotnik or Tails, but being a thief - pardon, treasure hunter - gave him a few skills he wouldn't have normally had. His judgment was clouded, however, and his frustration mounted with his arousal, which was itself frustrating. On his third circuit of the cell, he screamed and lashed out with a vicious kick to the wall - then screamed in pain as the metal wall was hardly about to yield to a single kick from a bare-pawed weasel.

\tHe swore to himself a few times as he sat to nurse his injured paw. If it hadn't been for being so horny, he wouldn't be so lonely and might actually enjoy the place. Of course, if it wasn't for the proximity-based bracelets and cock ring he'd been made to wear, he wouldn't be half so horny. And if it weren't for the fact that he wanted nearly one thousand Mobiums per week to sit and do absolutely nothing but be horny, he wouldn't be there in the first place!

\tFang hoped someone would come in. He might not have been able to get out by hacking, and he might not have had his guns, but he was no slouch at dirty fighting. An eye-gouge here, a stomped paw there, and Fang planned to be out of the place - wherever it was - and on his way back home to enjoy the money he had made so far. Maybe, if those initial attacks weren't enough, he'd go for the crotch...

\tNo. With as horny as he was, he didn't need to be tempted to attack someone's groin. Too many images followed that; he entertained thoughts of seducing, and fantasies of raping, the next lady to walk through there. He was too horny not to, and he didn't honestly believe he would actually rape someone, but this was getting ridiculous; a deeply suppressed part of his mind was starting to surface, and Fang was getting uncomfortable.

\tOne shot of a tranquilizer.

\tTwo pairs of diamondius handcuffs.

\tThree words he wanted to hear out of that -

\tHe screamed in pain as the bracelets and cock ring reacted, giving him a powerful jolt. He pulled his hands back, shaking them out and swearing repeatedly. It wasn't completely out of pain; Fang was actually relieved at being shocked. He didn't want to think of any guy that way.

\tDid he...?

\t"Subject Nack Fang Sniper, code name WWT-STT, numeral 3."

\t"Damn it, it's just 'Fang!'" the weasel yelled at the computerized voice.

\tThe computer, of course, didn't hear him; yelling just made Fang feel better as he walked over to his meal slot. As always, the meal was suited to his tastes, carnivore that he was: hamburgers, chicken, and - the only part they ever seemed to get wrong - root beer instead of the real thing. Whoever they were, the people feeding him apparently didn't want him drunk. Everywhere the color could conceivably be, and in a lot of places that were strange, the food held a hue of blue.

\tFang sighed and ignored the food at first; he'd suspected he was being drugged or being used to test a drug, and while he was against animal testing, he wasn't all that willing to take the place of animals in such tests. Hunger won out in the end, though, and Fang took the tray to eat on his bed. He ate slowly, ignoring the aftertaste of the drug, staring at the blue areas.

\tIt was making him light-headed. Not the drug itself, but the effect of it as his blood began to drain from his skull to his crotch once again, made him dizzy. The welcome-yet-unwelcome images filled his mind and began to multiply, always with him on top and Sonic taking him like the bitch that he was, broken and begging, sometimes pleading for him to leave Tails alone. He wanted to make Sonic cry, and Sonic was so protective of Tails -

\tHe yelped again, and swore aloud. He didn't want to think of either of them! Maybe Rouge and Knuckles; at least there was a girl in that thought. Rouge and Amy together - that was an idea he'd entertained long before he was kidnapped and brought to... wherever he was.

\tThere was a knock at the door that startled him out of his reverie. Fang growled, standing up and blushing slightly - there was nothing he could cover his erection with except his own paws, and he didn't want to risk that. Why was this guy knocking, anyway? Why didn't he just barge in? He stood there, waiting for the door to open, getting ready to yell in this bastard's face and stare him down.

\tThe door opened, and Fang found himself with his muzzle wide open to yell, staring down the length of a large fox's large dick.

\t"Well, I haven't heard of anybody yet being so eager," the large fox said, his tone indicating amusement. "We're not here for me, though."

\tFang closed his mouth and looked up slowly. He took in every detail he could, as fast as he could. The fox had a second tail, orange and white fur, and looked about the size of Robotnik. The big blue eyes looked too innocent for the guy to be that horny; they looked like they belonged on Sonic's little buddy.

\t"Is that... are you Tails...?" Fang asked, incredulously.

\t"Not exactly. Back up and sit." The over-sized fox pushed Fang back. "Remember that we're paying you a small fortune, and walking out of here means you lose everything."

\tFang growled as he was pushed, and he brushed his chest off. "Watch the fur, tubby!"

\tThe door closed, and Kit took a seat on the bed, unphased by the comments. Indeed, he just winked and patted his gut. "More of me to love."

\t"You're a bigger fucking target," Fang corrected.

\t"Only when I'm on bottom," the fox quipped, grinning. "Did you want to know why you're really here, or not?"

\tFang thought for a moment, wondering if he could open the door from his side. There had to be a way for the big guy to get out... unless he was going to be imprisoned with the massive fox.

\t"Fine," Fang finally said. "Tell me why I'm here. And your name, and how you plan to - "

\t"Kit. Cameras are watching for me to touch the door under my own power. I'm also stronger than you and capable of pinning you under my weight, so if you want to fight me, you can try. And you can kiss my tail when you want to breathe."

\tThe weasel stared at him for a long moment, blushing heavily. He decided that he didn't want to know how the amused fox knew he was itching for a fight, nor did he want to think about giving into the idea of being trapped under the big guy, getting a piece of tail. Kit did say something about being on bottom -

\t"Hey! Let go!" Fang snapped as Kit grabbed his wrists. "What the hell do you..."

\t"Would you rather be zapped by those rings again?" Kit asked calmly. He grinned a bit wider. "You seemed a little excited when I mentioned sitting on you."

\tFang choked on his retort and jerked away from the fox. "You know what, fuck you! Just get the fuck out of my room!"

\tKit chuckled. "Maybe later. I still have a situation to explain."

\t"Fine! Explain it and get the hell out!"

\t"Only if you want me to tell you. You should really learn to ask these things politely."

\tFang twisted around and snarled at Kit, raising a fist as though to strike him. He was aware of Kit's strength, not willing to underestimate his size, but maybe the fox could be intimidated into silence. Kit only smiled and waited for Fang to say something.

\t"Tell me what's going on," Fang growled. "Or I will beat your fucking face in."

\t"You swear an awful lot. And that certainly wasn't asking, or being polite. Try again, Fang!"

\tFang turned around as if to try to calm down, then spun back with his fist leading - Kit was too big to dodge fast, so he thought. Thus, his surprise was complete when Kit surged up and grabbed his wrist, flinging him across the bed. Fang barely had time to react before Kit's body was pressed against him, crushing him, squeezing the air from him. He couldn't even growl - or whimper - as Kit's member rubbed between his cheeks and under his tail. His wrists were held down by the giant fox's hand; his strength was amazing!

\t"You're not a very nice guy," Kit said jovially, murring as Fang tried hard to thrash under him. "I'm going to take a wild guess at this - every time you've been shocked, you've been imagining being in control of a rape, or at least on top. You like it when someone's listening to you, doing what you want them to do. That's what you think you get off on, right?"

\tFang slowly stopped struggling, just fighting for air. He couldn't shut out Kit's voice, which was the only thing he wanted to do at that point. The over-sized fox was right; how could he be right? Fang never so much as saw Kit before.

\tKit grinned slowly. He hadn't had any fun for a while, and this was perfect timing: Break him in, and the Experiment would be more successful.

\t"You have a choice, Fang," Kit said huskily, right in his ear. "I can boost your pay, but you have to do some things for me. No one's watching you right now." He pulled back just a bit, enough to let Fang breathe. "Or, you can be unwilling - feel what it's like to be on the subby side of a rape."

\t"What do you want from me?" Fang said, panting.

\t"I want you to submit to me."

\tFang's eyes widened. "Excuse me...?!"

\t"You know what I mean. Or, if you really don't, here's some thoughts: Rim me, rub my paws, lick my chest, nuzzle my balls, suck my dick..."

\t"You want me to what?!"

\tKit pressed against Fang again, cutting him off. "Of course, I can pound you here and now. It'd be a dry fuck if not for the fact I'm dripping precum because you're pretty cute and in a perfect position for a ride."

\tFang managed a whimper. He tried to push back for a second, but only long enough to realize that Kit would only grind against him, and that was a disquieting, yet enjoyable feeling. He couldn't pull away, Kit was too strong. He tried pulling back, but Kit held his wrists firmly in place.

\t"You're not going anywhere, Fang. Do you want to make this easy and play along, or do you want to be stubborn and have trouble sitting for a few days after I fuck you?"

\tThe weasel kept quiet, squirming for a moment - until he felt the thick member pressing against his tailhole. He shut his eyes tightly, trying to ignore the feelings threatening to break his mind - the repressed ideas and fantasies he kept telling himself he wasn't supposed to feel. Kit was patient, grinding gently against him, waiting for an answer. He whispered it, afraid of his own words and admissions.

\t"What was that, Fang?"

\tFang gulped. "I... I'll do it. Not all of it, but... I'll play along. I'll sub."

\tKit smiled and pulled back, but held Fang's wrists. "Don't fight, bite, or try to run. We'll be back in this position a lot faster."

\tFang's heart sunk. He'd hoped to trick Kit into letting him out, but... maybe, if Kit wasn't too disgusting, this wouldn't have to be so bad. He relaxed in Kit's grasp, and the fox let him go, slowly. Fang sunk to his knees, and he turned to face Kit carefully, looking up at the bigger fox's erection.

\t"And... this'll boost my pay?"

\tKit nodded. "By five hundred per week you sub."

\tSuddenly, this wasn't so bad. Not bad at all. "No one's watching?"

\t"Just me. No cameras, no audience."

\t"Will you explain what's going on while you're... while we're..."

\t"Fucking? Yeah." Kit chuckled. "Any other questions?"

\tFang shook his head. "No... I'm pretty sure I know how to sub."

\t"We'll see." Kit stroked himself slowly, stepping forward to bring his sac to Fang's mouth. "We'll start out with the basics, and I'll assume you're a virgin."

\tFang blinked, surging to his feet. "What the fuck is that supposed to - "

\tKit smirked, catching Fang's shoulder and pushing him back down, slowly, carefully. "Easy, buddy," he said. "You've probably been with more than your fair share of girls, cute as you are. I mean that you haven't taken anything up your tail - I'll assume you need a good amount of stretching and lubing."

\tFang backed down quickly, hearing it like that. His face reddened as Kit got back into position, and he hesitated, uncertain. What was he supposed to do, guess or wait for a command?

\t"I want you to lick my balls, Fang."

\tFang found himself at a loss. Part of him growled at being under someone's control, even if someone was going to start paying him. Another whimpered at being aroused, enjoying the idea of having sex with another guy, and being the one on bottom at that. He leaned forward, nuzzling at the heavy sac between Kit's legs, flinching as the fox's arm reached down. He was sure Kit was going to hold him in place and force him into worse; he was sure the fox was going to smack him.

\tHe felt Kit's hand touch him gently, rubbing behind his ears, and started licking as the first wave of pleasure filtered through his mind. Kit murred softly, giving Fang a gentle push against his sac - he let up when he felt Fang resist, panicky, rubbing behind his head softly to calm him down. It took a few attempts before Fang realized, and submitted, to Kit's gentle but persistent contact commands; as he was held closer, Fang became more eager, licking and nuzzling at the fox's large balls. One hand rose up as if on its own, stroking Kit's hip slowly; in response, Kit moved his hand, letting Fang move as he wanted.

\tFang nuzzled closer. To hell with inhibition, he wanted to have some fun!

\tKit stroked himself a little faster, both to keep himself horny and to spread his precum along the thick length. He reached down to Fang's neck and pulled the weasel up gently, pulling back to point his cock to Fang's muzzle. He drew back, wanting to find some control, but the bed was right behind him.

\t"Easy, Fang," Kit said soothingly. "This is only the beginning. Once everything's ready, you'll be in my place. Just, not with me."

\t"R-really?" Fang asked. "You're not... you're not going to piss on me, are you?"

\t"Do you want me to?"

\t"No!" Fang looked up at him in alarm. "I might be the subby here, but that's going a bit far, isn't it?"

\tKit chuckled. "Don't worry. Like I said, just the basics today. You're going to suck me and get me slick enough to take your tail. We'll both like it more."

\tFang stared at the length in front of him, licking at it hesitantly. Kit's precum was sweet, and the flesh a bit salty; another lick followed, and the massive fox rewarded him with a thick drop of precum.

\t"I'll be doing to somebody what you're doing to me?" he asked softly, licking the member once more. "I'll be in control...?"

\t"Yeah, but you'll have to be careful," Kit said. "The higher-ups here won't want you to be too cruel."

\t"Who will I be topping?"

\t"Tails. The little version of me."

\tFang's jaw almost hit the floor. Tails?! Sonic's little buddy?! He murred deeply in his hyper-aroused state; he couldn't help himself. Tails was the closest thing to an ideal mate he could think of: good with tech, subby as hell, and with the way he followed Sonic around, probably as flaming as a volcano!

\tKit tapped Fang's head. "Forgetting something?"

\tFang shook his head. He didn't want a boy. He was just sucking Kit to get another five hundred Mobiums. He couldn't quite get half the length in his mouth - how did women do this? - but what he lacked in skill, he made up for in energy, bobbing along what he could get and trying to lick at the same time. He heard Kit chuckle over his murr, and looked up, embarrassed.

\t"You look so silly," Kit said. "I'm sorry, but it's true!"

\t"So I've never sucked cock before!" Fang snapped, suddenly angry again. "You're the one that called me a virgin; yes, I am a cock-sucking virgin!"

\t"You're doing fine for a first time," Kit said. "I like it. You just look funny with your head bobbing and your tongue lashing..."

\tHe demonstrated it, and Fang had to chuckle at the sight. "Okay, so I look funny..."

\t"You did what you needed to do." Kit stepped back, rubbing the combination of precum and spit over his member. "Now bend over the bed and, above all else, relax. It's going to hurt at first, and tensing that tight tail of yours is only going to make it worse."

\tFang took a deep breath, but did as he was told. He lifted his tail and forced himself to relax his legs and rump, his face clenched as he waited for Kit to penetrate him. He took some consolation in the thought of being able to do this to Tails. Maybe shoving into someone's tail wouldn't be so...

\tHis eyes snapped open as he felt Kit's tongue lick over his tailhole. Immediately he tensed up, surprised at the move, and he looked over his shoulder to the large fox. Kit didn't seem disgusted or sickened; indeed, Kit was only trying to push into him with his tongue, nuzzling eagerly and practically kissing Fang's ass. If he wasn't enjoying it so much, Fang would have come off with a witty remark.

\tBefore he could get back to his senses, though, Kit was standing, one finger in his mouth. Fang looked away as Kit's finger left his muzzle, glistening with his saliva and reaching under his tail. He tensed again, feeling it press to his tailhole...

\t"Relax. This might be more pleasure than you expect."

\tFang took another slow, deep breath and let it go, relaxing and whimpering loudly as Kit's finger pushed into him. He could feel his hole stretching to fit the fox's digit; more acutely, he could feel the finger wiggling and thrusting inside him. He clenched on it, trying to push it out instinctively, but the finger forced itself deeper until Kit's knuckles pressed to his backside.

\t"Your finger's that thick...?" Fang whined. "That means..."

\t"You'll enjoy my cock more," Kit responded. "It'll be alright. You won't be injured, and the pain will fade."

\tAll too soon, Kit's finger pulled out and his thick cock, still wet from the earlier treatment, pressed more invasively to Fang's tailhole. He started thrusting almost immediately, making Fang whimper, but each thrust was shallow. Bit by bit, as the thick member stretched him out, Kit pushed deeper and drew out quiet moans from the weasel. It took a few minutes, but Kit managed to fit himself completely inside Fang's tailhole.

\tFang was tight, very tight. Every whimper and quiver could be felt through Kit's member, and every involuntary clench made Kit shiver with pleasure. He kept still, waiting for Fang to get used to him, then pulled back slowly, until only his head remained inside Fang's ass.

\t"Is th-that it...?" Fang asked.

\t"You know better than that, Fang..." Kit chuckled. "I'm going to cum in your ass. You're going to know what it will feel like from Tails' point of view every time you take him over the course of two years." Fang went to protest, but Kit's hand pressing against his back made him stop. "And your rival has been sent on a false hunt that will take her three years to complete."

\tFang relaxed again, squirming a bit as Kit started to push back in. Every inch forced more of Fang's breath from his body, especially as Kit laid on top of him. He whimpered and panted into the sheets, feeling Kit start to pick up speed, and he hid his face in the bed as the pain and pleasure combination started to overwhelm his mind.

\t"I'm... I'm not g-gay," he sobbed, suddenly, gripping the sheets.

\t"No, you're not," Kit said. "Bisexual, sure. Gay, I doubt..."

\tKit went quiet as he got more into pounding Fang, and the weasel cried out at every deep thrust. He bent over the weasel and nuzzled into his neck, making him whimper breathlessly as Kit's weight settled on Fang's body. Kit's breath came in heavy, husky gasps, punctuated by soft growls as he started slamming more of his weight into Fang's tail.

\t"Feel what being on bottom is like now, boy...?" Kit snarled in Fang's ear, petting his head gently. "This is what happens to the boys in those fantasies of yours. Only they... they're begging for you to stop. To end the pain. You, you've never known the pleasure they could feel with a little bit of kindness. They can still struggle, of course, pretend to resist you... but imagine how much pain there could have been."

\tHe demonstrated once, thrusting with his whole body into the weasel, then smacking the weasel's ass once. Another thrust, and he bent back over, crushing Fang under his weight, making him gasp for mercy. He pulled Fang's head up in a headlock, licking his cheek slowly.

\t"And you'll learn the difference between domination and abuse," Kit hissed. "What lines you can and can't cross, when you've crossed them, when you can't cross back. You'll take these lessons because we're paying you another five hundred Mobiums to take them, and you might enjoy them."

\tKit's thrusts came faster, harder, and deeper, and all Fang could do was sob. He felt the pain in his lower body, but pleasure had long since taken over as the dominant physical feeling. What hurt more was that he was enjoying being fucked by a male, one that had taken all control from him - made him feel like a slave.

\tAnd Fang enjoyed it.

\tKit's release happened with little warning. The fox pinned Fang's wrists to the bed, then thrust a few more times, and Fang could feel Kit's dick pulsing and pumping a load of cum into his backside. He whimpered as Kit's weight settled back onto him after his orgasm, and he hoped for a moment that he would be literally crushed... but, after a few moments of panting in his ear, Kit rose and slowly pulled free of his tailhole.

\tFang didn't move. He was afraid his legs, shaky after the deep invasion, wouldn't support him. Kit walked back to the door, listening to him whimper as he recovered from being on bottom. It was all a good sign, to the over-sized vulpine; Fang learned his lesson, and after a few more sessions of this, he would be ready to dominate Tails.

\t"I'll see you next week, Fang," Kit said. "Next time, you'll learn to swallow cum."

\tFang couldn't reply, other than to whimper softly.

\t"You did well this time. Maybe now you'll start imagining what being on bottom will be like. Being made to please, your master's happiness your only worry - permission to feel, and to give, that pleasure the only treasures you ever need to seek. Treasures as hard to find twice in a row as any gold or jewels you could ever make the attempt for."

\tFang managed to rise to his feet. He needed something to throw Kit off his game, just to break his control for no better reason than to do it - Fang needed to gain the upper hand again.

\t"What if I liked being fucked enough to let Tails top me?" Fang asked. "What if I bottom for Tails?"

\tKit walked out the door as he answered, grinning back to the weasel.

\t"Then you dom him from the bottom. It's possible. We might do it sometime."

\tThe door closed, and Fang stepped into his cell's restroom to clean up. The idea of making Tails fuck him lingered in his mind - making the horny boy ram his tail, not being allowed to cum until Master Fang came -

\tThe weasel yelped again as the bracelets and cock ring shocked him with another spike of pain. One thing he would have to learn was self-control.

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