{ "submission_id": "3404862", "keywords": [ { "keyword_id": "1928", "keyword_name": "alex", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2369" }, { "keyword_id": "85", "keyword_name": "anal", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "131692" }, { "keyword_id": "378", "keyword_name": "bondage", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "74414" }, { "keyword_id": "303", "keyword_name": "canine", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "195163" }, { "keyword_id": "745", "keyword_name": "castration", "contributed": "t", "submissions_count": "2337" }, { "keyword_id": "2769", "keyword_name": "cbt", "contributed": "t", "submissions_count": "3185" }, { "keyword_id": "932", "keyword_name": "death", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "12649" }, { "keyword_id": "3", "keyword_name": "dog", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "175413" }, { "keyword_id": "2444", "keyword_name": "electricity", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1759" }, { "keyword_id": "1783", "keyword_name": "fellatio", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "13863" }, { "keyword_id": "1040", "keyword_name": "forced", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "13934" }, { "keyword_id": "25926", "keyword_name": "forced sex", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "3036" }, { "keyword_id": "33", "keyword_name": "fox", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "251184" }, { "keyword_id": "236", "keyword_name": "gay", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "152103" }, { "keyword_id": "282", "keyword_name": "homosexual", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "6740" }, { "keyword_id": "11037", "keyword_name": "irbis", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "37" }, { "keyword_id": "165", "keyword_name": "male", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1213218" }, { "keyword_id": "10308", "keyword_name": "male/male", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "127762" }, { "keyword_id": "942", "keyword_name": "m/m", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "51242" }, { "keyword_id": "4694", "keyword_name": "mm", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "3496" }, { "keyword_id": "11772", "keyword_name": "necrophilia", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2307" }, { "keyword_id": "10878", "keyword_name": "noncon", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "7450" }, { "keyword_id": "3932", "keyword_name": "non consensual", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2195" }, { "keyword_id": "20232", "keyword_name": "non-consensual", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "4451" }, { "keyword_id": "416", "keyword_name": "oral", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "68653" }, { "keyword_id": "1656", "keyword_name": "pain", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "6222" }, { "keyword_id": "2774", "keyword_name": "penectomy", "contributed": "t", "submissions_count": "1072" }, { "keyword_id": "112", "keyword_name": "rape", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "32262" }, { "keyword_id": "2914", "keyword_name": "robert", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "479" }, { "keyword_id": "1971", "keyword_name": "rottweiler", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2279" }, { "keyword_id": "12605", "keyword_name": "sadistic", "contributed": "t", "submissions_count": "231" }, { "keyword_id": "84465", "keyword_name": "snep", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "1782" }, { "keyword_id": "133", "keyword_name": "snow leopard", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "10114" }, { "keyword_id": "742", "keyword_name": "snowleopard", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "2985" }, { "keyword_id": "1109", "keyword_name": "snuff", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "10936" }, { "keyword_id": "3104", "keyword_name": "vulpine", "contributed": "f", "submissions_count": "36912" } ], "hidden": "f", "scraps": "f", "favorite": "f", "favorites_count": "20", "create_datetime": "2024-08-23 19:19:14.924955+00", "create_datetime_usertime": "23 Aug 2024 21:19 CEST", "last_file_update_datetime": "2024-08-23 19:16:44.046399+00", "last_file_update_datetime_usertime": "23 Aug 2024 21:16 CEST", "username": "Tierr", "user_id": "857021", "user_icon_file_name": "373948_Tierr_img_20241111_180654_502.jpg", "user_icon_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/large/373/373948_Tierr_img_20241111_180654_502.jpg", "user_icon_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/medium/373/373948_Tierr_img_20241111_180654_502.jpg", "user_icon_url_small": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/usericons/small/373/373948_Tierr_img_20241111_180654_502.jpg", "file_name": "5176599_Tierr_goodboss.txt", "file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.txt", "file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.txt", "file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.txt", "thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.jpg", "thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.jpg", "thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.jpg", "thumb_huge_x": "300", "thumb_huge_y": "300", "thumb_large_x": "200", "thumb_large_y": "200", "thumb_medium_x": "120", "thumb_medium_y": "120", "files": [ { "file_id": "5176599", "file_name": "5176599_Tierr_goodboss.txt", "file_url_full": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/full/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.txt", "file_url_screen": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/screen/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.txt", "file_url_preview": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.txt", "mimetype": "text/plain", "submission_id": "3404862", "user_id": "857021", "submission_file_order": "0", "full_size_x": null, "full_size_y": null, "screen_size_x": null, "screen_size_y": null, "preview_size_x": null, "preview_size_y": null, "initial_file_md5": "fc02b80ccc371442e3de5e9fe492a984", "full_file_md5": "fc02b80ccc371442e3de5e9fe492a984", "large_file_md5": "", "small_file_md5": "", "thumbnail_md5": "ad70238b801470b9e12730ee9c8f7b05", "deleted": "f", "create_datetime": "2024-08-23 19:16:44.046399+00", "create_datetime_usertime": "23 Aug 2024 21:16 CEST", "thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.jpg", "thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.jpg", "thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5176/5176599_Tierr_goodboss.jpg", "thumb_huge_x": "300", "thumb_huge_y": "300", "thumb_large_x": "200", "thumb_large_y": "200", "thumb_medium_x": "120", "thumb_medium_y": "120" } ], "pools": [ { "pool_id": "95694", "name": "City Hunt", "description": "", "count": "8", "submission_left_submission_id": "3482918", "submission_left_file_name": "5313400_Tierr_alex_bloody.png", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_huge_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/files/preview/5313/5313400_Tierr_alex_bloody.jpg", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_large_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5313/5313400_Tierr_alex_bloody_noncustom.jpg", "submission_left_thumbnail_url_medium_noncustom": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5313/5313400_Tierr_alex_bloody_noncustom.jpg", "submission_left_thumb_medium_noncustom_x": "120", "submission_left_thumb_medium_noncustom_y": "120", "submission_left_thumb_large_noncustom_x": "200", "submission_left_thumb_large_noncustom_y": "200", "submission_left_thumb_huge_noncustom_x": "300", "submission_left_thumb_huge_noncustom_y": "300", "submission_right_submission_id": "3509981", "submission_right_file_name": "5362540_Tierr_commorientes.txt", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_huge": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/huge/5362/5362540_Tierr_commorientes.jpg", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_large": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/large/5362/5362540_Tierr_commorientes.jpg", "submission_right_thumbnail_url_medium": "https://nl1.ib.metapix.net/thumbnails/medium/5362/5362540_Tierr_commorientes.jpg", "submission_right_thumb_huge_x": "300", "submission_right_thumb_huge_y": "300", "submission_right_thumb_large_x": "200", "submission_right_thumb_large_y": "200", "submission_right_thumb_medium_x": "120", "submission_right_thumb_medium_y": "120" } ], "description": "The fox decides to get even with the boss who has been harassing him and calls his new friend, a snow leopard. How does knowing a psychopath help with career advancement?\n\nBe careful and watch the tags because the answer may not be good.\n\n[center]The third story of the [url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionsviewall.php?rid=6f39ed81eb&mode=pool&pool_id=95694&page=1&orderby=pool_order&random=no&success=]City Hunt[/url] series\n\n[url=https://inkbunny.net/s/3404853]<<< PREV[/url] | [url=https://inkbunny.net/s/3404834]FIRST[/url] | [url=https://inkbunny.net/s/3509981]NEXT >>>[/url][/center]\n\n[right]The author of the story is @Tierr[/right]\n[right]The translation editor is @CurlyShep[/right]\n[right]The thumbnail artist is fa!AGGR.MOR[/right]", "description_bbcode_parsed": "The fox decides to get even with the boss who has been harassing him and calls his new friend, a snow leopard. How does knowing a psychopath help with career advancement?

Be careful and watch the tags because the answer may not be good.

The third story of the City Hunt series

<<< PREV | FIRST | NEXT >>>


The author of the story is \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tTierr\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t		\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tTierr\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t

The translation editor is \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCurlyShep\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t
\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t		\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\tCurlyShep\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t

The thumbnail artist is \n\t\t\t\t\tAGGR.MOR
", "writing": "\"Hey, it's me. You know who. No one else can call your new phone unless you give the number to someone.\"\n\nA short, young fox named Robert was sitting on a bench on the sidewalk of a busy street. A pink shirt and black pants hid his silky red fur with a white patch running from his snout down his slender body. The only things that made him stand out from the crowd was his fluffy red tail with a white tip and a slight nervousness - the fox looked around occasionally to see if he was being watched. He had no bag or backpack, just a black phone in his hand and his wallet and keys in his pocket. All in all the fox looked like a regular office employee from one of the neighboring buildings, but he actually worked on the other side of town and had spent almost half of his lunch hour getting here. Why? He was an IT specialist at a company that specialized in alarms, security cameras, server protection, and other security matters, and he had picked up a lot of knowledge there that he was using right now. Fox went to an unfamiliar, crowded place so he could not be traced, and called on a burner phone, the same phone he had given to his new acquaintance. In the conversation, the man avoided using names and tried to speak allegorically.\n\n\"Anyway, I have an idea who else we can play with.\"\n\nThe fox's partner on the other end of the line was Alex, a snow leopard who didn't care about security or almost anything else. He put the phone on speaker and placed it on the pillow next to him. The irbis lay completely naked on the bed, his thick fluffy fur making him look like a big white stuffed toy with black spots, but underneath the fur were powerful muscles that made Alex the perfect hunter. Strong legs allowed him to sneak up on his prey silently or chase it quickly, big arms - to break the neck or strangle his victims, developed torso - to pin the unfortunate to the ground and take them by force while they still tried to resist helplessly under his weight. But right now, the irbis just lay relaxed on his stomach with his hands under his head.\n\n\"This dude is a good friend of mine. A rottweiler. Pretty big guy. We should be prepared that he might not like our game and try to ruin the party.\"\n\nFox continued with his plan, but the leopard didn't show any interest, just stared silently at the phone next to him. He didn't like to talk at all and didn't see any point in exerting himself until it was necessary. He might need his strength for the hunt at any moment, and there was no sense in wasting it, even in such a small amount.\n\n\"Hey, are you even here? Look, I know you're a tough silent hunter and you don't need anyone, but it's better if we work together. I can be useful to you, you know. All I need is for you to let me help you and... well... let me play a little too.\"\n\nThis time Rob got an answer, but instead of words there was only the lingering sound of a cat yawning on the phone. \n\n\"Okay...\" the fox sighed disappointedly, \"at least I know you're there. I can make sure that the game will be quiet and the three of us will not be disturbed by loud noises or strangers. Our friend lives in a remote house, but it's better to meet at night. Can you make it tomorrow at eleven? I'll send you the address later.\n\nFox was angry because he was ignored. And even more angry because he didn't know if the cat would agree to his idea or if all the preparations and risks he had taken would be for nothing. But there was nothing he could do about it - he needed the cat more than the cat needed him. \n\n\"Please come. I really need you, I can't do it alone.\"\n\nKnowing there would be no answer, the fox pressed the red button on the phone and tossed it into his pocket.\n\n\n\nAlex arrived on time and quickly found his partner not far from the house he was heading for. It was already dark, Rob tried to be inconspicuous and was dressed in black pants, the same black sweatshirt, a hood with the ears sticking out, and behind his back he had a gray backpack full of something. The fox couldn't do anything with his red tail, though, and sharp feline eyes easily spotted him in the darkness. Rob had arrived in advance to prepare everything, and for the last fifteen minutes he had been watching the windows of their mutual victim's house through binoculars. Alex approached him silently from behind and just stood next to him. After a few seconds, Rob felt he was being watched, lowered the binoculars, turned his head to the left, saw nothing, turned to the right and yelled loudly: \"Fuck!\"\n\nThe fox immediately covered his own mouth with his hand, realizing that any sound could give them away and ruin the whole operation. The leopard didn't react at all, just continued to stare at the scared face in silence. It took Rob about a minute to come to his senses and catch his breath before he was finally able to speak.\n\n\"Please don't do that again, you'll ruin everything. He's got guns in the house, if he wakes up we'll have to run.\"\n\nAgain Alex didn't want to answer, but that didn't bother Rob now, on the contrary, he was glad that his partner had come at all and that his plan could be realized. The irbis didn't bring any weapons with him and didn't even dress in any special way, just his usual black shorts with red stripes. It looked like he was just going for a walk or to the store, but it was enough for the fox to feel safe having someone big, strong and determined at his side. \n\n\"All right, here's the plan. This rottweiler in the house is my boss. Name's Jack. I hate that son of a bitch. You know, when he found out I am gay, he started forcing me to go down on him under his desk in the office. Said I'd never get a promotion, or he'd fire me if I didn't. And he has a wife. But now he's alone, I checked, she went somewhere and she's not supposed to be back until tomorrow. Our company gives employee discounts, so he's using our security system. I was able to hack in and disable it without anyone noticing me. No alarms, the cameras are off, the door is open, there is an electronic lock. He sleeps on the second floor. I have a building plan, I'll show you where the bedroom is...\"\n\nRob started digging through his stuffed backpack, putting his binoculars in there at the same time, but while he was searching he looked at Alex and saw that he was already halfway to the house. \n\n\"Fuck! Where are you going? I didn't tell you everything!\" - The fox whispered as loud as he could and ran after the leopard who was confidently heading for the door. \n\nAlex was in no hurry, but the fox was small, not very athletic, and carried a heavy backpack, making it difficult to catch up.\n\n\"Wait, we need to talk about this, I have a plan!\" the fox said, struggling to keep up his pace, trying to convince his partner to cooperate, \"I know how to knock him out, I have...\" he didn't finish. \n\nWhen Rob got close enough to the irbis, he finally paid attention to him. Alex turned and grabbed the fox's muzzle with one hand, squeezing the red mouth so hard he could hear the bones in his jaw crack. Rob made a pitiful squeak of pain, the only sound he could make, but the cat didn't know what pity meant. The irbis said nothing, his face didn't change, he wasn't angry, he just had to solve the problem, and he did it the best way he knew - by showing his power. The fox whimpered for a few more seconds, grabbing the predator's strong arm with both hands and trying to free himself, but his strength was not enough and he switched to his usual way of getting out of trouble - staring at Alex with pleading eyes, showing that he was ready to obey. The predator looked at him indifferently for a bit longer and let him go. \n\n\"I got it, I'll just follow you without a sound, you won't hear me anymore,\" the fox tried to speak as quietly as possible, but the fear in his voice was still clearly audible.\n\nEver since he had met his new, shall we say, friend, the Fox had never been able to understand his motives. Even reading his partner's mood was impossible - the cat was always frighteningly the same. They seemed to be on the same side, but every time the fox indulged in something the irbis did not like, Rob was reminded that the big cat was a dangerous predator. Worst of all, the fox couldn't figure out exactly what actions would lead to punishment. In a minute, he could do something the cat particularly disliked and immediately become his next victim. Rob was willing to obey all the rules, but he could only guess what the rules were. This emotional roller coaster made the fox nervous, but all he could do was enjoy the fascinating ride from the happiness of satisfying his lowest desires to the fear of death and back again. And yet he was here, and had called for the irbis himself, and so had accepted the risk, perhaps without fully realizing it. \n\nWith all these thoughts, Rob lost his sense of time and didn't realize that he was already following the irbis up the stairs to the second floor. He tried to keep a few steps behind him so as not to disturb the predator's hunt with noise. The task was complicated by the lack of light - unlike his feline partner, the fox could not see well in the dark, and he was afraid of carelessly bumping into a vase that would shatter into hundreds of small pieces - the same number of pieces his skull would be shattered into a minute later. Already on the stairs, however, it became clear that it was difficult to spoil such a hunt with any sound - a loud male snore could be heard throughout the second floor.\n\nAlex entered the bedroom without hesitation and looked around. The room was large and richly furnished: a huge TV, a rack full of collectible weapons, lots of furniture, and a king-size bed in the middle of the room where his target slept alone. The rottweiler was lying on his back, wearing black boxers and a gold chain around his neck. One hand rested on his stomach, rising with his breath, while the other held the pillow next to him - apparently where his wife usually slept. He was not covered by the blanket, which allowed Alex to see the physique of his new victim - he was very muscular, as evidenced by the bulging pecs, thick arms, and massive legs. The rottweiler was older than Alex and had gained a decent amount of fat over the course of his life, especially around his belly and flanks, but he could not be described as fat, rather thick or stocky - a little extra weight only added to his masculinity. \n\nAlex, a pragmatic predator, avoided fights where the result was unpredictable, and he certainly did not want to fight an opponent of comparable strength and superior weight. So he decided to use the advantage of surprise and neutralize the enemy before he could put up a serious resistance. The cat deftly leapt onto the bed, grabbed one of the pillows, kneeled over the rottweiler, and used all his weight to cover the dog's face with the pillow, cutting off the victim's access to oxygen. \n\nWhen the fox entered the room a few seconds after the irbis, he saw the outline of a white cat towering over a large black and brown body on the bed, pressing something against where the dog's head should have been. The rottweiler, for his part, was thrashing on the bed, attempting to dislodge the grip, trying to grab the irbis's arms himself, but apparently he wasn't fully awake and couldn't figure out how to get away fast enough. It looked like Alex had everything under control, so the fox looked around the walls near the door, found a light switch and pressed it.\n\nNot even Alex's feline pupils could adjust quickly enough to such a drastic change in light. Surprised, the snow leopard's grip slipped and Jack was able to free his head from under the pillow. This was immediately followed by a hard blow with a brown fist to the irbis' face. \n\nRob quickly realized what he'd done and despite the pain in his eyes from the blinding light, dropped his backpack to the floor and began rummaging through it frantically as the fight continued on the bed.\n\nThe rottweiler, also unprepared for the bright light, kept his eyes barely open, so he didn't even realize who exactly he was hitting, but he more than made up for his lack of accuracy with power and frequency, just chaotically throwing powerful blows in front of him. The cat saw his opponent much better, but he didn't manage to dodge the first two blows that hit him tangentially and now he tried to be careful and keep his face where the heavy fists wouldn't reach him. Alex wasn't going to play with the victim anymore, now he had to wait for the dog to stop swinging his arms and deliver a precise blow to kill his opponent, but his enemy understood this tactic and stopped hitting the void. Jack now lunged forward and tried to grab the cat.\n\nThe dog had hoped to reach for clothing, but in the absence of it, the thick and long fur around Alex's neck was clenched in his fists. The irbis hissed loudly as he felt the pain from the tug on his fur, released his claws and delivered several slashing blows to the rottweiler's body, but now he couldn't aim properly and the blows didn't do any serious damage to the dog. Jack continued to seize the initiative, growling angrily and pulling his opponent's body to the right, who in turn moved to the same side to avoid pain, but lost his balance and fell on the bed next to the dog.\n\nWhen the rottweiler felt that there was no more pressure on him from above, he was able to quickly roll over to his opponent, lift himself up on his arms, and ride the cat just as he had ridden him a moment before. The duel was nearing its end, with both fighters having only a few seconds to land the finishing blow: Alex prepared to use his claws as soon as the dog opened his face or neck for a strike, Jack growled angrily and raised his fist to smash the face of the uninvited guest, but suddenly lowered his hand.\n\nThe dog's muzzle relaxed, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed forward, covering the irbis' head with his chest. The fox immediately jumped back, pulling the syringe from the unconscious rottweiler's neck and freezing in fear as he stood by the bed. His ears were pressed tightly to his head, his eyes were round, and even through his baggy black pants it was clear that his knees were shaking. Alex slid his hands under the body that had fallen on top of him and pushed it away with all his strength, then raised himself up on his elbows and stared at the frightened fox as the rottweiler's body slipped off the bed and fell belly down to the floor with a thud.\n\n\"Fuck, I'm sorry, I know I fucked up, I shouldn't have turned on the light… but I told you, I have a plan, you should have just listened to me and everything would have been fine, but you didn't want to... \" Fox quickly mumbled everything that came into his head, trying to calm the predator lying on the bed and protect himself, \"I mean, I'm not saying you did anything wrong, I just meant we'd be better off if we worked together and all that...\"\n\n\"For how long?\" the irbis interrupted the apologizing fox. Even though his blood should have been pumping with adrenaline, his voice remained calm. He saw no point in wasting energy on threats or punishments - it was clear from the look on Rob's face that he had realized his mistake and was unlikely to repeat it.\n\n\"W-w-what for how long?\" The fear for his own life kept the fox from concentrating. He hastily ran through the possibilities in his head of what the leopard might be talking about. \n\nAlex nodded silently at the lying rottweiler. The emotional roller coaster took another steep slope when Rob realized that his hide was not in danger at the moment.\n\n\"Ah... well... if I've calculated it right... he'll rest for about an hour… and I've also added a secret ingredient to help him get aroused more easily. It will last for the rest of his life... if his life will last less than eight hours,\" the fox tried to lighten the situation with a joke he had prepared while watching the house and smiled awkwardly.\n\nThe leopard, as always, didn't care for jokes. He stopped looking at the fox, got up from the bed, touched his jaw to make sure there was no blood on it, stretched his muscles, and headed out of the room.\n\n\"Hey, where are you going? Don't leave me here!\" The fox started to follow, but stopped when the irbis turned his cold gaze back to him.\n\n\"Prepare the dog,\" Alex said and left the room.\n\nEach of the two criminals spent the next hour doing his own thing. Alex decided to cool off a bit and walked slowly through the richly decorated house, going through the rooms as if he were the owner and checking that everything was in its place. In many of the rooms he noticed pictures of the rottweiler and his wife, a beautiful tall border collie, smiling happily and embracing each other. In the hallway, on the shelf near the entrance, was a wallet full of cash, which Alex put in his pocket. In the kitchen, the cat didn't hesitate to stick his nose into the fridge: it was full of prepared food, neatly arranged in containers - apparently, the rottweiler's wife had left everything for him for the time of her absence. Perhaps she would have been less caring and happy if she had known that her husband's dick was being sucked by the boys from work. In any case, Alex saw no reason to leave the food she had lovingly prepared for the rottweiler - soon he would need neither food nor love. The cat began to open the boxes one by one, examining and sniffing the food. About five boxes flew carelessly to the floor, their contents scattered across the tile, until Alex finally found something worthy - a pair of fish sandwiches. Only then did he finally go to check on the fox and the rottweiler, along the way eating two slices of bread and apparently some lightly salted salmon in between.\n\nThe fox had already finished his preparations. First he undressed himself and took off the few clothing the rottweiler was wearing. Jack was still unconscious on the floor. Around his neck was a black collar with a large plastic box attached to the side. A closer look at the device revealed electrodes pressed into the skin. The device itself showed signs of tampering and duct tape - it looked like the fox had spent some time tinkering with the electronic collar. The dog's hands and feet were tied tightly, and a wide metal ring was inserted into its mouth and held in place by a strap around the canine head. The ring kept the rottweiler's mouth forcibly open and accessible to anything that could fit inside.\n\nSatisfied with his work, Rob lay on the bed, gaze dreamily at his prisoner, and slowly stroked his cock. Unexpectedly for his small size, nature had gifted him with a rather large shaft that was already full of blood and oozing pre. He was ready to cum at any moment, but he deliberately did not bring himself to the edge, trying to delay and thus prolong the pleasure. \n\n\"Oh, I was just about to call you. I've got everything ready, time to wake up our good boy. We could use this,\" the fox showed the device in his hand, the remote control of the shocker attached to the victim's neck, \"but I've prepared something special. I don't think you were planning on using his ass, and he won't get another chance to experience anal sex,\" fox got up from the bed, went to his backpack and pulled out a small bottle of lube with a strawberry on it and an anal plug, as wide as a rottweiler's fist and twice as long.\n\n\"You know, if you want to buy a gun, even a simple one like a pistol, you gotta fill out a bunch of paperwork and take tests and all that. But nobody fucking asks you a single question when you're buying a sex toy that you can rip a horse with. Nobody even looks you in the eye and once you're gone they try to forget about it asap,\" Rob knew he was just saying that to himself, the cat wasn't interested as usual, but right now he just wanted to talk. There was so much excitement inside him about what was happening that he couldn't keep it to himself, he had to share his mood. Alex sensed something interesting in those emotions, but so far it wasn't enough to turn him on.\n\n\"I don't understand, if you like boys, why do you have to limit yourself to blowjobs?\" now the fox decided to talk to Jack, and the dog's lack of consciousness didn't bother him at all \"Gays have many other pleasurable practices,\" Rob knelt down beside the rottweiler, pulled his butt cheeks apart, poured lube, put the bottle aside, took a large rubber toy, aimed it at the dog's anus and pressed it down. \n\nThe rottweiler started screaming before he could even open his eyes. The pain of tearing flesh in such a sensitive place was stronger than anything he had ever experienced, but the fox had many more interesting things in store for him to break that record.\n\n\"What do you think?\" The fox continued to taunt the helpless dog as he regained consciousness, \"Normally prostate stimulation feels good, but now I'm not sure if you still have... Hey!\" The fox's gloating grin faded from his face as his new toy was taken away by the irbis.\n\nThe cat, who had already removed his shorts, approached the rottweiler with a half-eaten sandwich in his mouth, bent down, grabbed the strap of the gag ring with one hand, and with the other grabbed the fold of skin on the rottweiler's scurf and pulled his prisoner up, bringing him to his knees. The rottweiler tried to avoid movement because of the pain, but the tied hands made it impossible for him to resist. Trying to protect himself somehow, he growled, but everyone knew nothing would come of it.\n\nThe first thing he saw when he was on his knees was Alex's cock, not yet fully erect but already quite large. Jack lifted his muzzle to meet the predator's face, which stared back at him vacantly, chewing silently on the last bite of his sandwich. It was more than just satisfying his hunger, Alex wanted to provoke more emotions in the dog, and the best solution was to humiliate him: make him kneel in his own bedroom, make him inhale the scent of another male, make him see his enemy eat his food in front of his eyes.\n\nJack was furious, growling like a rabid dog, his eyes full of rage. His pumped chest and arm muscles bulged visibly under his short fur as he tried to free himself from the ropes around his wrists, but it was all in vain. Alex finished the last bite, wiped his mouth with the back of his palm so that the crumbs fell on the dog's snout, and placed his free hand on the canine head between the floppy ears. With his other hand, he grabbed his own cock and began rubbing it over the dog's face, deliberately lingering near the dog's nose so he could get a better sniff of the scent. After about a minute of this entertainment, when his shaft was finally full of blood, the cat inserted it into the ring holding the dog's jaws apart.\n\n\"Hey! I wanted to use his mouth first!\" came an angry voice from below. The overjoyed fox seemed to forget who he was talking to again, but there were no consequences, \"Okay, fuck it, I still have ideas. Show him over there how real men use the heads of their whores.\"\n\nNot that Alex needed any advice. The fox's ring-gag idea worked perfectly; the rottweiler, who'd never had a dick in his mouth before, handled it like a pro. First, the irbis entered full length, pressing the rottweiler's muzzle against his groin. The dog coughed at the feel of the cock deep in his throat, and the reflexive neck contractions on the head of the irbis's cock felt like a vibration motor in an expensive masturbator. The prisoner tried to pull away, but the leopard's grip prevented it. Trying to get rid of the foreign object in his mouth, Jack tried to push it out with his tongue, but that only made Alex feel more pleasure. Occasionally, the irbis would leave the dog's mouth so he wouldn't suffocate or choke on his own saliva, but after a few seconds, he would push the cock back up to the base.\n\nMeanwhile, the fox wasted no time getting down on all fours and crawling under Alex. The cat had to spread his legs a little wider, but he didn't mind - it just made the game more interesting. Rob found himself in a familiar situation: his face was regularly close to Jack's genitals, but this time, unlike all the others, it was really pleasant because he was in control of the situation and could do what he wanted. First of all, no more blowjobs, the dog didn't deserve it, but he would get some pleasure anyway. Fox poured more lube on his hands and began stroking the dog's flaccid cock, running his palms down the length of it, then massaging the head with skilled fingers.\n\nThe pain in the dog's rear had eased considerably by then. Only the lower abdomen felt a strong pressure, as if something was about to rip inside. But the most disturbing thing for the dog was that he was beginning to enjoy the gentle touch of the fox's hands. \n\n\"Oh, the good boy likes it,\" the fox did not miss the opportunity to gloat, \"how does it feel to have a cock in your mouth and a plug in your ass? Fuck, even I've never had that. Don't answer that, I can see you like it. \"\n\nJack's cock really got hard from the skillful movements. The fox certainly knew how to give pleasure, working with both hands along the entire length, then squeezing with all his strength, then gently stroking, never stopping for a second. Sometimes he would switch to the balls with one hand and squeeze the sack tightly, as if trying to squeeze something out of it, but without using too much force so as not to cause pain.\n\nThe dog guessed he was drugged, but was still angry that his own cock was sending pleasure signals to his brain. He hated losing, hated submitting, hated the little fox down there, hated that the cat continued to use his mouth as a masturbator, and hated that his own body was betraying him, making him weak, helpless, and pathetic. He spent a lot of time at the gym to look bigger and stronger than the others, to feel brutal, and it was all in vain, his muscular neck couldn't resist the leopard's grip, his strong arms couldn't tear the rope, his mighty jaws couldn't break the metal ring. The rottweiler growled, trying to show that he was the alpha, but Alex only used it to insert his cock as deeply as possible and get the pleasant vibration. \n\nThe fox continued to stroke his prisoner, and he soon realized why. This was no mercy, but a new kind of torture. Rob had satisfied many men, including Jack, and he knew when a man was about to cum. And each time another wave of pleasure washed over his victim, the fox would slow down, keeping him on the verge of orgasm, but not letting him cross over. Minutes of this torture seemed like hours, the dog desperate to burst, and at one point Rob noticed that Jack's growls were becoming less aggressive and more like moans.\n\n\"Do you want to cum so badly? No way, you're a bitch now and you have to earn your orgasm. And that won't happen until a real man comes inside you. Alex, why don't we feed our puppy?\"\n\nThe dog was on the verge of exploding again when the red hands left his genitals and, once again not getting what he wanted, he whimpered and immediately hated himself even more for it. The fox hadn't expected his former boss to fall so low, and he didn't even bother to think of some kind of taunt or insult - the pathetic puppy whine, muffled by the cock in his mouth, was humiliating enough on its own.\n\nInstead, the fox just grinned and crawled out from under the irbis, but only to kneel behind him and press his muzzle into the ass of the cat who was rocking his hips. The red muzzle approached the leopard's crotch from behind and Rob began to use his tongue, licking the man from the dangling, white-furred sack to the ring of muscle between his cheeks. Fox wasn't sure if his partner would consider such a gesture a display of dominance, but when his tongue left the first wet line, no punishment followed and he continued with much more confidence. \n\nEverything that was happening felt new to Alex. And it wasn't about the pleasant stimulation of his cock or the wet tongue behind him - the physical pleasure was secondary to the big cat, much more he enjoyed the emotions of these two, absorbing it's scent, soaking it in, replacing the absence of his own with it. And if what was read in the dog's gaze was perfectly understandable and familiar - anger and hatred in equal parts, mixed with humiliation - the feelings the fox was experiencing were somehow new. Unusually intense pleasure, satisfaction, and something else, something incredibly warm and soft. \n\nAlex needed more. He was on the verge of filling the dog's throat with cum, and he wasn't going to play edging games. The leopard stopped rocking his hips so as not to interfere with the fox satisfying him from behind and instead grabbed the rottweiler's head, released his claws and began to thrust the canine muzzle onto his cock. Each time the dog tried to resist, the sharp claws dug into his skin to remind him of his place. Saliva mixed with pre-cum poured from the dog's mouth, he tried not to make eye contact with his rapist and stopped growling when he realized how pathetic he looked. But Alex wanted to humiliate the dog even more and feel the pleasurable vibration on the head of his cock again. He pulled the head toward him with all his might, pressed the rottweiler's nose against the bottom of his stomach, and kicked the dog in the groin as hard as he could.\n\nThe sharp pain brought tears to the rottweiler's eyes and he tried to bend over, but the cat held him too tightly. The dog couldn't scream or growl, but something more like a squeal came out of his mouth, muffled by the thick fur in the irbis's groin. And that was more than enough. Alex roared loudly, as if to show the dog how a real male should do it, and sprayed jizz down his victim's throat. \n\nThe fox pulled away from the cat's ass and finally told Jack everything that had been building up inside him for years, \"This is your last meal, bitch. Enjoy every drop. At least you'll know what it's like to feel the cum of someone you really hate on your tongue before you fucking die\".\n\nIt didn't matter that he couldn't see the dog's face or that his enemy couldn't hear him over the loud roar of his partner. For the first time there was anger in the fox's voice. Anger that was real and pure, not hidden behind a mask of obedience or wrapped up in a sarcastic joke. Anger not only at Jack, but at everyone who, like his boss, used him only as a sex toy. \n\nAlex continued to hold the rottweiler's head for now, having already emptied his balls and just enjoying the afterglow, feeling the dog, barely breathing through the fur on his belly, trying to break free from the grip of his muscular hands. \n\nThe fox rose from his knees, but remained behind the snow leopard's back. He felt an incredible relief at finally being able to speak for real, and now he wanted something more satisfying. Suddenly, he hugged Alex affectionately, nuzzling his red face against his muscular back and stroking the abs hidden beneath the thick white fur. The fox's hard but neglected cock rubbed against the irbis's ass, but as long as Rob didn't try to dominate or stain the white fur with black spots, the cat didn't mind. \n\n\"Ready for round two, hunter? I've been waiting all this time just for you to cum,\" there was nothing but warmth and tenderness in the fox's voice. Alex was a ruthless and heartless killer, and anyone who had ever hurt the fox was just an innocent cub in comparison, but now, pressing his wet black nose into his broad back, Rob felt that there was no one in the world better than this soft cat. \n\nThe irbis was silent as always, but the fox didn't need an answer; he knew perfectly well that Alex was ready. He let the cat out of his embrace, picked up the remote control from the floor, climbed onto the bed and stood on all fours facing the rottweiler, his back arched and his fluffy red tail waving from side to side as if luring the leopard. \n\nThe leopard let go of Jack's head and he took a big gulp of air, trying to catch his breath and coughing from the sticky substance in his throat, but Alex wasn't interested in his suffering anymore. The big cat climbed onto the bed behind the fox, knelt down behind him, and without wasting any time on foreplay, entered him full length in one motion. The fox was used to it, he didn't even need additional lubricant, the remains of saliva and semen on the cat's dick were more than enough, so the quick movement brought nothing but pleasure, the proof of which was the moan that came from the fox's lips. The cat grabbed the fox's fluffy tail like a lever and began to swing his hips, quickly picking up the pace and beginning to ram his cock into the red ass. Rob continued to moan with each of Alex's movements and decided to finally satisfy his own needs as well. He was able to shift his weight to support himself on just one hand, the one holding the black plastic box, while he began to masturbate with the other, trying to do it as slowly as his remaining willpower would allow, to prolong the pleasure for at least a few more minutes. \n\n\"I'm going to kill you, you dog. It's a damn shame you only have one life,\" the fox kept his eyes on the rottweiler who was still kneeling and trying to cough, \"look at me, bitch!\" The fox pressed the button on the remote, the dog felt a strong electrical discharge and roared again, but immediately received a second discharge, \"Look at me, piece of shit, when I talk to you!\" \n\nJack had no choice. The pain of the shock was too much to resist. But he was really tough. Despite the fact that he was on his knees, a mixture of saliva and cum dripping from his wet chin, and his own cock traitorously hard and dripping with pre-cum, ready to explode at any touch, he still hadn't broken. He was ready at any moment to pounce on the two men fucking on his bed. In his bedroom! In his house! He just had to live up to the moment. Maybe he'd get his hands free, or at least get that annoying ring out of his mouth. But for now, the rottweiler obeyed and looked at the fox. There was anger in the dog's eyes, but the fox didn't care, it was only important to know that his words would be heard.\n\n\"I have so many ideas... how to finish off a scum like you,\" the fox was boiling with rage, he managed to moan passionately with every next blow of the dick against his prostate, and at the same time to continue to taunt the dog with a voice he himself did not recognize , \"most of all.... I want to cut your head off... and put it on your own cock... right before you cum... so you can taste... your own warm sperm... bitch… but your... useless head... will not survive... long enough\".\n\nAlex continued to fuck the fox furiously. Letting go of the red tail, he wrapped his muscular arms around the lean belly with barely visible abs under the soft white fur and the chest with equally imperceptible muscles, then pressed the fox's slender body against his chest. The irbis loved the mixture of rage and lust the fox was feeling and was close to his second orgasm of the night.\n\n\"There is... another way... I'll cut your balls off... and put them in your own mouth... there is no... fresher sperm...\"\n\nThe closer the irbis came to the peak of his pleasure, the tighter he squeezed the fragile body in his arms and the tighter the fox's anus clenched onto his dick. Rob's ribs threatened to crack, but Alex still controlled himself and didn't hurt the guy. At the same time, he began to purr and then pinched the skin on the fox's neck with his sharp teeth. The fox felt the blood begin to trickle down his back. He realized that nothing would stop Alex from killing him right here and now, but he wasn't afraid, all he could think about was how much he wanted to cum. \n\nRob stopped delaying his own pleasure and put all his anger into pumping his own cock with all his might and after a few seconds, with a particularly loud moan, he began to stain the rottweiler's sheets white. The fox didn't close his eyes for a second, wanting to see the face of his boss, even more enraged at the sight of the fox marking his bed with his scent, but to his surprise the dog's reaction was completely different.\n\nJack's massive body began to shake. Every muscle in his body tensed: his pumped pecs felt as if they could tear the skin that covered them, his biceps and triceps flexed as if the man was trying to pull and push something at the same time, and the veins in his muscular neck threatened to burst at any moment. The dog's rock-hard cock got its long-awaited release - globs of sperm began to shoot out of it, with such force that the white liquid flew a meter away from where the dog was standing. \n\n\"Fucking hell, our bitch came without hands,\" there was nothing but pure pleasure in the fox's voice this time. The orgasm he'd been putting off for over an hour now came over him. It was hard for him to breathe, his legs were shaking and his mind felt like it was fogging up.\n\n\"Did you cum so hard just watching a real man fuck someone on your bed?\" The fox had expected the rottweiler to at least react to that, but he didn't.\n\nJack's gaze was unfocused and his eyes bulged as if they wanted to pop out of their sockets. Only then did Rob realize what had happened, and he looked down at his own hand to check; while the intense pleasure had filled all the space in his head, he'd been holding down the button on the electronic collar's remote control without realizing it.\n\n\"Fu-u-uck...\" was all the fox could say. \n\nHe had other plans for the dog, and maybe they could still be realized, he just had to stop this torture. But the sight of the rottweiler, shaking helplessly from the electric shocks going into his thick neck and now experiencing the truly worst pain of his life, was too fascinating and Rob just couldn't unclench his hand. \n\nAlex was also aroused by what was happening. It was as if the room was filled with the agony and fear of the dog's death and the sweet smell of the fox's pleasure combined. Sinking his teeth deeper into the fox's red fur, the irbis pressed his hips into the ass and began to fill it with his own seed.\n\nOnly then did the electrocution stop. The fox still held the button down, wanted to watch longer, wanted to imprint this image in his memory, but the device attached to the rottweiler's collar began to smoke, there was a clap, and a distinct smell of burning plastic filled the room - the shocker Rob had assembled was not designed for such charges. The rottweiler instantly relaxed and fell forward, landing on the floor with his butt up and face in a puddle of his own cum. \n\nAlex, who had left the contents of his balls in the fox's intestines, pulled his cock out and released the body from his grip. Some more of his sperm leaked from his anus and immediately soaked into the white sheets. As always, the cat showed no tenderness or care, he couldn't use the fox any other way right now, so he just got off the bed and walked out of the room.\n\nRob wanted to ask where Alex was going, but first, he knew he wouldn't answer anything, and second, he was almost certain that the cat wouldn't leave the rottweiler's house without the shorts, which he'd left on the dresser. Instead, he collapsed onto the soft mattress and stared at the result of his work. The rottweiler was dead. And Rob had done it. First he had humiliated him as much as he could, then he had killed him. Himself. He'd come up with the idea of the shocker himself. He had neutralized his victim himself. He put the collar on the dog himself. He pushed the button himself. Despite the obvious help of the irbis, the fox felt that the killing was entirely his own achievement.\n\nAfter a few minutes, the sound of running water was heard in one of the adjoining rooms, and the fox realized he had some time and a still-warm body to enjoy. Rob had never been into necro stuff, he didn't understand what was so special about having sex with someone cold and motionless, what was the point when you could just buy a masturbator and watch some porn, but this time it was something personal. Fox had a chance to humiliate the dog even more, though he would not feel it.\n\n\"That's it, bitch, you're my prey now. Died in a pool of your own cum and with a plug up your ass,\" the fox got up from the bed, walked over to the dead body, leaned over the dirty face, removed the electronic collar so he wouldn't accidentally get zapped, and started to undo the gag, \"I wonder if you even felt when you came? With the current fucking into your neck, it's probably hard to feel anything lower than that. You wanted to come for so long, whimpering like a bitch in heat, and you didn't even get to enjoy the last moments of your life. Not that I feel sorry for you.\"\n\nAs the fox removed the gag from Jack's mouth, he straightened up to look down at him, just as the dog had looked down at Rob all these years. The rottweiler's mouth was closed and his eyes glazed over. \n\n\"Well, who's in charge now, huh?\" To show his dominance even more, the fox put his foot on the dog's head and, as if to scratch between his ears, then opened the dead mouth with the same foot and rubbed his toes over the still wet tongue. \n\n\"What else can I do with you...\" the fox looked around the room thoughtfully, and his eyes fell on the rack of collectors' knives and sabers on the wall, \"Hmm... they must have been very important to you\" Rob went to the wall, took a knife, checked its sharpness, put it aside unsatisfied, then took another, also checked it, nodded with satisfaction, and returned with it to the lying dog. \n\n\"And there is something more important,\" the man said, putting his foot on the rottweiler's ass and pushing with all his might. \n\nThe heavy body collapsed onto its side. Fox knelt down near the rottweiler's crotch, put the knife away and used both hands to pull the massive leg back to allow access to the genitals. \n\n\"Wow, still enjoying yourself?\" Rob stroked the dead cock, not so hard but still not completely soft, and then did what he'd been wanting to do for a long time: he picked up the knife, moved one hand to the sack with the big balls in it, pulled it away, placed the blade against the crotch, and in one fell swoop severed all of the rottweiler's manhood that had annoyed him for so long. As expected, the wound didn't bleed, and the fox was able to enjoy the sight of the trophy in the palm of his hand, just as he had seen it dozens of times sitting under the office desk.\n\n\"Don't worry,\" the fox put the knife away again and patted the body on the hip with his free hand, \"you won't be needing it anymore. And I'll leave your puppies with you anyway,\" the fox returned to the dog's face, opened it with his free hand and put the sack inside, pushing it a little deeper with his fingers, \"let's help you wash it down, or you'll choke on it,\" the fox chuckled at his own joke.\n\nThe dog's head now lay on its side, mouth open, tongue hanging down, saliva dripping onto the floor. Watching this, the fox stroked his own cock, hardened from mocking the corpse of his prey, and thrust it into the dog's mouth. At first, Rob could only get half the length in - the severed testicles didn't fit easily down the throat and prevented him from sinking deeper. But the fox wasn't going to give up so easily, he drove his hips back and with a hard thrust pushed his shaft back in, pushing the useless piece of flesh a little deeper. \n\nFor the next ten minutes it became a fun game for Rob. He rammed the obstacle down the dog's throat again and again, using all his strength for each thrust, but taking long pauses in between. When the dick finally entered the mouth all the way to the base, the fox picked up the pace, and the infrequent and forceful thrusts were replaced by furious and rapid frictions. After a few minutes of this pace, the fox grabbed the lifeless head to push his groin into it, fulfilling his promise to feed the dog another load of jizz, now vulpine. The fox didn't moan like before, this orgasm was much weaker than the previous one, but the remaining reserve in the fox's balls was enough for some of the white liquid to flow out of the rottweiler's mouth and mix with the rest of the irbis' semen and the dog's own.\n\nWhen Alex returned to the room, the fox was still idly fucking the man's mouth. He didn't plan to cum a third time, he just wanted to do something while he waited and enjoy the last moments of victory over his enemy - the fox knew that once he would leave this house he would never see him again. Rob looked in the direction of the cat and his mood changed immediately - for the first time he saw the snow leopard's thick fur wet, and of course he liked the well-developed muscles that were now clearly visible, but more than that the image made him smile at the cuteness of it all. \n\nThe irbis just walked into the room, opened the closet, looked through the shelves, found two blankets, spread them on the bed over the dried stains of semen, and lay down on them with his arms behind his head and his legs spread wide, as if he were sunbathing on the beach. Rob finally left his victim alone, got up and walked over to the bed.\n\n\"Can I lie down with you and... well... kind of cuddle?\" The fox asked as he started to climb onto the bed, but stopped right there.\n\nAlex showed his deadly fangs to let the fox know what would happen. The fox was too dirty to let him touch the freshly washed fur and too warm to let him get too close.\n\n\"I have feelings, you know...\" the fox muttered resentfully and moved away from the bed. \n\nThe leopard knew, he just didn't care. But the fox was too happy to be offended. \n\n\"Okay, I'll clean up too. Wait for me, okay? I'll dry quickly.\"\n\nAlex waited. Maybe because he wanted to dry himself, or maybe because he really wanted to help the fox, but they left the empty house together. The whole road passed in silence. \n\nThe snow leopard didn't want to waste energy talking. \n\nThe fox felt that for the first time in his life he had really said everything he wanted to say, and anything else would simply be pointless. There was only a satisfied smile on the vulpine muzzle.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": ""Hey, it's me. You know who. No one else can call your new phone unless you give the number to someone."

A short, young fox named Robert was sitting on a bench on the sidewalk of a busy street. A pink shirt and black pants hid his silky red fur with a white patch running from his snout down his slender body. The only things that made him stand out from the crowd was his fluffy red tail with a white tip and a slight nervousness - the fox looked around occasionally to see if he was being watched. He had no bag or backpack, just a black phone in his hand and his wallet and keys in his pocket. All in all the fox looked like a regular office employee from one of the neighboring buildings, but he actually worked on the other side of town and had spent almost half of his lunch hour getting here. Why? He was an IT specialist at a company that specialized in alarms, security cameras, server protection, and other security matters, and he had picked up a lot of knowledge there that he was using right now. Fox went to an unfamiliar, crowded place so he could not be traced, and called on a burner phone, the same phone he had given to his new acquaintance. In the conversation, the man avoided using names and tried to speak allegorically.

"Anyway, I have an idea who else we can play with."

The fox's partner on the other end of the line was Alex, a snow leopard who didn't care about security or almost anything else. He put the phone on speaker and placed it on the pillow next to him. The irbis lay completely naked on the bed, his thick fluffy fur making him look like a big white stuffed toy with black spots, but underneath the fur were powerful muscles that made Alex the perfect hunter. Strong legs allowed him to sneak up on his prey silently or chase it quickly, big arms - to break the neck or strangle his victims, developed torso - to pin the unfortunate to the ground and take them by force while they still tried to resist helplessly under his weight. But right now, the irbis just lay relaxed on his stomach with his hands under his head.

"This dude is a good friend of mine. A rottweiler. Pretty big guy. We should be prepared that he might not like our game and try to ruin the party."

Fox continued with his plan, but the leopard didn't show any interest, just stared silently at the phone next to him. He didn't like to talk at all and didn't see any point in exerting himself until it was necessary. He might need his strength for the hunt at any moment, and there was no sense in wasting it, even in such a small amount.

"Hey, are you even here? Look, I know you're a tough silent hunter and you don't need anyone, but it's better if we work together. I can be useful to you, you know. All I need is for you to let me help you and... well... let me play a little too."

This time Rob got an answer, but instead of words there was only the lingering sound of a cat yawning on the phone.

"Okay..." the fox sighed disappointedly, "at least I know you're there. I can make sure that the game will be quiet and the three of us will not be disturbed by loud noises or strangers. Our friend lives in a remote house, but it's better to meet at night. Can you make it tomorrow at eleven? I'll send you the address later.

Fox was angry because he was ignored. And even more angry because he didn't know if the cat would agree to his idea or if all the preparations and risks he had taken would be for nothing. But there was nothing he could do about it - he needed the cat more than the cat needed him.

"Please come. I really need you, I can't do it alone."

Knowing there would be no answer, the fox pressed the red button on the phone and tossed it into his pocket.



Alex arrived on time and quickly found his partner not far from the house he was heading for. It was already dark, Rob tried to be inconspicuous and was dressed in black pants, the same black sweatshirt, a hood with the ears sticking out, and behind his back he had a gray backpack full of something. The fox couldn't do anything with his red tail, though, and sharp feline eyes easily spotted him in the darkness. Rob had arrived in advance to prepare everything, and for the last fifteen minutes he had been watching the windows of their mutual victim's house through binoculars. Alex approached him silently from behind and just stood next to him. After a few seconds, Rob felt he was being watched, lowered the binoculars, turned his head to the left, saw nothing, turned to the right and yelled loudly: "Fuck!"

The fox immediately covered his own mouth with his hand, realizing that any sound could give them away and ruin the whole operation. The leopard didn't react at all, just continued to stare at the scared face in silence. It took Rob about a minute to come to his senses and catch his breath before he was finally able to speak.

"Please don't do that again, you'll ruin everything. He's got guns in the house, if he wakes up we'll have to run."

Again Alex didn't want to answer, but that didn't bother Rob now, on the contrary, he was glad that his partner had come at all and that his plan could be realized. The irbis didn't bring any weapons with him and didn't even dress in any special way, just his usual black shorts with red stripes. It looked like he was just going for a walk or to the store, but it was enough for the fox to feel safe having someone big, strong and determined at his side.

"All right, here's the plan. This rottweiler in the house is my boss. Name's Jack. I hate that son of a bitch. You know, when he found out I am gay, he started forcing me to go down on him under his desk in the office. Said I'd never get a promotion, or he'd fire me if I didn't. And he has a wife. But now he's alone, I checked, she went somewhere and she's not supposed to be back until tomorrow. Our company gives employee discounts, so he's using our security system. I was able to hack in and disable it without anyone noticing me. No alarms, the cameras are off, the door is open, there is an electronic lock. He sleeps on the second floor. I have a building plan, I'll show you where the bedroom is..."

Rob started digging through his stuffed backpack, putting his binoculars in there at the same time, but while he was searching he looked at Alex and saw that he was already halfway to the house.

"Fuck! Where are you going? I didn't tell you everything!" - The fox whispered as loud as he could and ran after the leopard who was confidently heading for the door.  

Alex was in no hurry, but the fox was small, not very athletic, and carried a heavy backpack, making it difficult to catch up.

"Wait, we need to talk about this, I have a plan!" the fox said, struggling to keep up his pace, trying to convince his partner to cooperate, "I know how to knock him out, I have..." he didn't finish.

When Rob got close enough to the irbis, he finally paid attention to him. Alex turned and grabbed the fox's muzzle with one hand, squeezing the red mouth so hard he could hear the bones in his jaw crack. Rob made a pitiful squeak of pain, the only sound he could make, but the cat didn't know what pity meant. The irbis said nothing, his face didn't change, he wasn't angry, he just had to solve the problem, and he did it the best way he knew - by showing his power. The fox whimpered for a few more seconds, grabbing the predator's strong arm with both hands and trying to free himself, but his strength was not enough and he switched to his usual way of getting out of trouble - staring at Alex with pleading eyes, showing that he was ready to obey. The predator looked at him indifferently for a bit longer and let him go.

"I got it, I'll just follow you without a sound, you won't hear me anymore," the fox tried to speak as quietly as possible, but the fear in his voice was still clearly audible.

Ever since he had met his new, shall we say, friend, the Fox had never been able to understand his motives. Even reading his partner's mood was impossible - the cat was always frighteningly the same. They seemed to be on the same side, but every time the fox indulged in something the irbis did not like, Rob was reminded that the big cat was a dangerous predator. Worst of all, the fox couldn't figure out exactly what actions would lead to punishment. In a minute, he could do something the cat particularly disliked and immediately become his next victim. Rob was willing to obey all the rules, but he could only guess what the rules were. This emotional roller coaster made the fox nervous, but all he could do was enjoy the fascinating ride from the happiness of satisfying his lowest desires to the fear of death and back again. And yet he was here, and had called for the irbis himself, and so had accepted the risk, perhaps without fully realizing it.

With all these thoughts, Rob lost his sense of time and didn't realize that he was already following the irbis up the stairs to the second floor. He tried to keep a few steps behind him so as not to disturb the predator's hunt with noise. The task was complicated by the lack of light - unlike his feline partner, the fox could not see well in the dark, and he was afraid of carelessly bumping into a vase that would shatter into hundreds of small pieces - the same number of pieces his skull would be shattered into a minute later. Already on the stairs, however, it became clear that it was difficult to spoil such a hunt with any sound - a loud male snore could be heard throughout the second floor.

Alex entered the bedroom without hesitation and looked around. The room was large and richly furnished: a huge TV, a rack full of collectible weapons, lots of furniture, and a king-size bed in the middle of the room where his target slept alone. The rottweiler was lying on his back, wearing black boxers and a gold chain around his neck. One hand rested on his stomach, rising with his breath, while the other held the pillow next to him - apparently where his wife usually slept. He was not covered by the blanket, which allowed Alex to see the physique of his new victim - he was very muscular, as evidenced by the bulging pecs, thick arms, and massive legs. The rottweiler was older than Alex and had gained a decent amount of fat over the course of his life, especially around his belly and flanks, but he could not be described as fat, rather thick or stocky - a little extra weight only added to his masculinity.

Alex, a pragmatic predator, avoided fights where the result was unpredictable, and he certainly did not want to fight an opponent of comparable strength and superior weight. So he decided to use the advantage of surprise and neutralize the enemy before he could put up a serious resistance. The cat deftly leapt onto the bed, grabbed one of the pillows, kneeled over the rottweiler, and used all his weight to cover the dog's face with the pillow, cutting off the victim's access to oxygen.

When the fox entered the room a few seconds after the irbis, he saw the outline of a white cat towering over a large black and brown body on the bed, pressing something against where the dog's head should have been. The rottweiler, for his part, was thrashing on the bed, attempting to dislodge the grip, trying to grab the irbis's arms himself, but apparently he wasn't fully awake and couldn't figure out how to get away fast enough. It looked like Alex had everything under control, so the fox looked around the walls near the door, found a light switch and pressed it.

Not even Alex's feline pupils could adjust quickly enough to such a drastic change in light. Surprised, the snow leopard's grip slipped and Jack was able to free his head from under the pillow. This was immediately followed by a hard blow with a brown fist to the irbis' face.

Rob quickly realized what he'd done and despite the pain in his eyes from the blinding light, dropped his backpack to the floor and began rummaging through it frantically as the fight continued on the bed.

The rottweiler, also unprepared for the bright light, kept his eyes barely open, so he didn't even realize who exactly he was hitting, but he more than made up for his lack of accuracy with power and frequency, just chaotically throwing powerful blows in front of him. The cat saw his opponent much better, but he didn't manage to dodge the first two blows that hit him tangentially and now he tried to be careful and keep his face where the heavy fists wouldn't reach him. Alex wasn't going to play with the victim anymore, now he had to wait for the dog to stop swinging his arms and deliver a precise blow to kill his opponent, but his enemy understood this tactic and stopped hitting the void. Jack now lunged forward and tried to grab the cat.

The dog had hoped to reach for clothing, but in the absence of it, the thick and long fur around Alex's neck was clenched in his fists. The irbis hissed loudly as he felt the pain from the tug on his fur, released his claws and delivered several slashing blows to the rottweiler's body, but now he couldn't aim properly and the blows didn't do any serious damage to the dog. Jack continued to seize the initiative, growling angrily and pulling his opponent's body to the right, who in turn moved to the same side to avoid pain, but lost his balance and fell on the bed next to the dog.

When the rottweiler felt that there was no more pressure on him from above, he was able to quickly roll over to his opponent, lift himself up on his arms, and ride the cat just as he had ridden him a moment before. The duel was nearing its end, with both fighters having only a few seconds to land the finishing blow: Alex prepared to use his claws as soon as the dog opened his face or neck for a strike, Jack growled angrily and raised his fist to smash the face of the uninvited guest, but suddenly lowered his hand.

The dog's muzzle relaxed, his eyes rolled back, and he collapsed forward, covering the irbis' head with his chest. The fox immediately jumped back, pulling the syringe from the unconscious rottweiler's neck and freezing in fear as he stood by the bed. His ears were pressed tightly to his head, his eyes were round, and even through his baggy black pants it was clear that his knees were shaking. Alex slid his hands under the body that had fallen on top of him and pushed it away with all his strength, then raised himself up on his elbows and stared at the frightened fox as the rottweiler's body slipped off the bed and fell belly down to the floor with a thud.

"Fuck, I'm sorry, I know I fucked up, I shouldn't have turned on the light… but I told you, I have a plan, you should have just listened to me and everything would have been fine, but you didn't want to... " Fox quickly mumbled everything that came into his head, trying to calm the predator lying on the bed and protect himself, "I mean, I'm not saying you did anything wrong, I just meant we'd be better off if we worked together and all that..."

"For how long?" the irbis interrupted the apologizing fox. Even though his blood should have been pumping with adrenaline, his voice remained calm. He saw no point in wasting energy on threats or punishments - it was clear from the look on Rob's face that he had realized his mistake and was unlikely to repeat it.

"W-w-what for how long?" The fear for his own life kept the fox from concentrating. He hastily ran through the possibilities in his head of what the leopard might be talking about.

Alex nodded silently at the lying rottweiler. The emotional roller coaster took another steep slope when Rob realized that his hide was not in danger at the moment.

"Ah... well... if I've calculated it right... he'll rest for about an hour… and I've also added a secret ingredient to help him get aroused more easily. It will last for the rest of his life... if his life will last less than eight hours," the fox tried to lighten the situation with a joke he had prepared while watching the house and smiled awkwardly.

The leopard, as always, didn't care for jokes. He stopped looking at the fox, got up from the bed, touched his jaw to make sure there was no blood on it, stretched his muscles, and headed out of the room.

"Hey, where are you going? Don't leave me here!" The fox started to follow, but stopped when the irbis turned his cold gaze back to him.

"Prepare the dog," Alex said and left the room.

Each of the two criminals spent the next hour doing his own thing. Alex decided to cool off a bit and walked slowly through the richly decorated house, going through the rooms as if he were the owner and checking that everything was in its place. In many of the rooms he noticed pictures of the rottweiler and his wife, a beautiful tall border collie, smiling happily and embracing each other. In the hallway, on the shelf near the entrance, was a wallet full of cash, which Alex put in his pocket. In the kitchen, the cat didn't hesitate to stick his nose into the fridge: it was full of prepared food, neatly arranged in containers - apparently, the rottweiler's wife had left everything for him for the time of her absence. Perhaps she would have been less caring and happy if she had known that her husband's dick was being sucked by the boys from work. In any case, Alex saw no reason to leave the food she had lovingly prepared for the rottweiler - soon he would need neither food nor love. The cat began to open the boxes one by one, examining and sniffing the food. About five boxes flew carelessly to the floor, their contents scattered across the tile, until Alex finally found something worthy - a pair of fish sandwiches. Only then did he finally go to check on the fox and the rottweiler, along the way eating two slices of bread and apparently some lightly salted salmon in between.

The fox had already finished his preparations. First he undressed himself and took off the few clothing the rottweiler was wearing. Jack was still unconscious on the floor. Around his neck was a black collar with a large plastic box attached to the side.  A closer look at the device revealed electrodes pressed into the skin. The device itself showed signs of tampering and duct tape - it looked like the fox had spent some time tinkering with the electronic collar. The dog's hands and feet were tied tightly, and a wide metal ring was inserted into its mouth and held in place by a strap around the canine head. The ring kept the rottweiler's mouth forcibly open and accessible to anything that could fit inside.

Satisfied with his work, Rob lay on the bed, gaze dreamily at his prisoner, and slowly stroked his cock. Unexpectedly for his small size, nature had gifted him with a rather large shaft that was already full of blood and oozing pre. He was ready to cum at any moment, but he deliberately did not bring himself to the edge, trying to delay and thus prolong the pleasure.

"Oh, I was just about to call you. I've got everything ready, time to wake up our good boy. We could use this," the fox showed the device in his hand, the remote control of the shocker attached to the victim's neck, "but I've prepared something special. I don't think you were planning on using his ass, and he won't get another chance to experience anal sex," fox got up from the bed, went to his backpack and pulled out a small bottle of lube with a strawberry on it and an anal plug, as wide as a rottweiler's fist and twice as long.

"You know, if you want to buy a gun, even a simple one like a pistol, you gotta fill out a bunch of paperwork and take tests and all that. But nobody fucking asks you a single question when you're buying a sex toy that you can rip a horse with. Nobody even looks you in the eye and once you're gone they try to forget about it asap," Rob knew he was just saying that to himself, the cat wasn't interested as usual, but right now he just wanted to talk. There was so much excitement inside him about what was happening that he couldn't keep it to himself, he had to share his mood. Alex sensed something interesting in those emotions, but so far it wasn't enough to turn him on.

"I don't understand, if you like boys, why do you have to limit yourself to blowjobs?" now the fox decided to talk to Jack, and the dog's lack of consciousness didn't bother him at all "Gays have many other pleasurable practices," Rob knelt down beside the rottweiler, pulled his butt cheeks apart, poured lube, put the bottle aside, took a large rubber toy, aimed it at the dog's anus and pressed it down.

The rottweiler started screaming before he could even open his eyes. The pain of tearing flesh in such a sensitive place was stronger than anything he had ever experienced, but the fox had many more interesting things in store for him to break that record.

"What do you think?" The fox continued to taunt the helpless dog as he regained consciousness, "Normally prostate stimulation feels good, but now I'm not sure if you still have... Hey!" The fox's gloating grin faded from his face as his new toy was taken away by the irbis.

The cat, who had already removed his shorts, approached the rottweiler with a half-eaten sandwich in his mouth, bent down, grabbed the strap of the gag ring with one hand, and with the other grabbed the fold of skin on the rottweiler's scurf and pulled his prisoner up, bringing him to his knees. The rottweiler tried to avoid movement because of the pain, but the tied hands made it impossible for him to resist. Trying to protect himself somehow, he growled, but everyone knew nothing would come of it.

The first thing he saw when he was on his knees was Alex's cock, not yet fully erect but already quite large. Jack lifted his muzzle to meet the predator's face, which stared back at him vacantly, chewing silently on the last bite of his sandwich.  It was more than just satisfying his hunger, Alex wanted to provoke more emotions in the dog, and the best solution was to humiliate him: make him kneel in his own bedroom, make him inhale the scent of another male, make him see his enemy eat his food in front of his eyes.

Jack was furious, growling like a rabid dog, his eyes full of rage. His pumped chest and arm muscles bulged visibly under his short fur as he tried to free himself from the ropes around his wrists, but it was all in vain. Alex finished the last bite, wiped his mouth with the back of his palm so that the crumbs fell on the dog's snout, and placed his free hand on the canine head between the floppy ears. With his other hand, he grabbed his own cock and began rubbing it over the dog's face, deliberately lingering near the dog's nose so he could get a better sniff of the scent. After about a minute of this entertainment, when his shaft was finally full of blood, the cat inserted it into the ring holding the dog's jaws apart.

"Hey! I wanted to use his mouth first!" came an angry voice from below. The overjoyed fox seemed to forget who he was talking to again, but there were no consequences, "Okay, fuck it, I still have ideas. Show him over there how real men use the heads of their whores."

Not that Alex needed any advice. The fox's ring-gag idea worked perfectly; the rottweiler, who'd never had a dick in his mouth before, handled it like a pro. First, the irbis entered full length, pressing the rottweiler's muzzle against his groin. The dog coughed at the feel of the cock deep in his throat, and the reflexive neck contractions on the head of the irbis's cock felt like a vibration motor in an expensive masturbator. The prisoner tried to pull away, but the leopard's grip prevented it. Trying to get rid of the foreign object in his mouth, Jack tried to push it out with his tongue, but that only made Alex feel more pleasure. Occasionally, the irbis would leave the dog's mouth so he wouldn't suffocate or choke on his own saliva, but after a few seconds, he would push the cock back up to the base.

Meanwhile, the fox wasted no time getting down on all fours and crawling under Alex. The cat had to spread his legs a little wider, but he didn't mind - it just made the game more interesting. Rob found himself in a familiar situation: his face was regularly close to Jack's genitals, but this time, unlike all the others, it was really pleasant because he was in control of the situation and could do what he wanted. First of all, no more blowjobs, the dog didn't deserve it, but he would get some pleasure anyway. Fox poured more lube on his hands and began stroking the dog's flaccid cock, running his palms down the length of it, then massaging the head with skilled fingers.

The pain in the dog's rear had eased considerably by then. Only the lower abdomen felt a strong pressure, as if something was about to rip inside. But the most disturbing thing for the dog was that he was beginning to enjoy the gentle touch of the fox's hands.

"Oh, the good boy likes it," the fox did not miss the opportunity to gloat, "how does it feel to have a cock in your mouth and a plug in your ass? Fuck, even I've never had that. Don't answer that, I can see you like it. "

Jack's cock really got hard from the skillful movements. The fox certainly knew how to give pleasure, working with both hands along the entire length, then squeezing with all his strength, then gently stroking, never stopping for a second. Sometimes he would switch to the balls with one hand and squeeze the sack tightly, as if trying to squeeze something out of it, but without using too much force so as not to cause pain.

The dog guessed he was drugged, but was still angry that his own cock was sending pleasure signals to his brain. He hated losing, hated submitting, hated the little fox down there, hated that the cat continued to use his mouth as a masturbator, and hated that his own body was betraying him, making him weak, helpless, and pathetic. He spent a lot of time at the gym to look bigger and stronger than the others, to feel brutal, and it was all in vain, his muscular neck couldn't resist the leopard's grip, his strong arms couldn't tear the rope, his mighty jaws couldn't break the metal ring. The rottweiler growled, trying to show that he was the alpha, but Alex only used it to insert his cock as deeply as possible and get the pleasant vibration.

The fox continued to stroke his prisoner, and he soon realized why. This was no mercy, but a new kind of torture. Rob had satisfied many men, including Jack, and he knew when a man was about to cum. And each time another wave of pleasure washed over his victim, the fox would slow down, keeping him on the verge of orgasm, but not letting him cross over. Minutes of this torture seemed like hours, the dog desperate to burst, and at one point Rob noticed that Jack's growls were becoming less aggressive and more like moans.

"Do you want to cum so badly? No way, you're a bitch now and you have to earn your orgasm. And that won't happen until a real man comes inside you. Alex, why don't we feed our puppy?"

The dog was on the verge of exploding again when the red hands left his genitals and, once again not getting what he wanted, he whimpered and immediately hated himself even more for it. The fox hadn't expected his former boss to fall so low, and he didn't even bother to think of some kind of taunt or insult - the pathetic puppy whine, muffled by the cock in his mouth, was humiliating enough on its own.

Instead, the fox just grinned and crawled out from under the irbis, but only to kneel behind him and press his muzzle into the ass of the cat who was rocking his hips. The red muzzle approached the leopard's crotch from behind and Rob began to use his tongue, licking the man from the dangling, white-furred sack to the ring of muscle between his cheeks. Fox wasn't sure if his partner would consider such a gesture a display of dominance, but when his tongue left the first wet line, no punishment followed and he continued with much more confidence.

Everything that was happening felt new to Alex. And it wasn't about the pleasant stimulation of his cock or the wet tongue behind him - the physical pleasure was secondary to the big cat, much more he enjoyed the emotions of these two, absorbing it's scent, soaking it in, replacing the absence of his own with it. And if what was read in the dog's gaze was perfectly understandable and familiar - anger and hatred in equal parts, mixed with humiliation - the feelings the fox was experiencing were somehow new. Unusually intense pleasure, satisfaction, and something else, something incredibly warm and soft.

Alex needed more. He was on the verge of filling the dog's throat with cum, and he wasn't going to play edging games. The leopard stopped rocking his hips so as not to interfere with the fox satisfying him from behind and instead grabbed the rottweiler's head, released his claws and began to thrust the canine muzzle onto his cock. Each time the dog tried to resist, the sharp claws dug into his skin to remind him of his place. Saliva mixed with pre-cum poured from the dog's mouth, he tried not to make eye contact with his rapist and stopped growling when he realized how pathetic he looked. But Alex wanted to humiliate the dog even more and feel the pleasurable vibration on the head of his cock again. He pulled the head toward him with all his might, pressed the rottweiler's nose against the bottom of his stomach, and kicked the dog in the groin as hard as he could.

The sharp pain brought tears to the rottweiler's eyes and he tried to bend over, but the cat held him too tightly. The dog couldn't scream or growl, but something more like a squeal came out of his mouth, muffled by the thick fur in the irbis's groin. And that was more than enough. Alex roared loudly, as if to show the dog how a real male should do it, and sprayed jizz down his victim's throat.

The fox pulled away from the cat's ass and finally told Jack everything that had been building up inside him for years, "This is your last meal, bitch. Enjoy every drop. At least you'll know what it's like to feel the cum of someone you really hate on your tongue before you fucking die".

It didn't matter that he couldn't see the dog's face or that his enemy couldn't hear him over the loud roar of his partner. For the first time there was anger in the fox's voice. Anger that was real and pure, not hidden behind a mask of obedience or wrapped up in a sarcastic joke. Anger not only at Jack, but at everyone who, like his boss, used him only as a sex toy.

Alex continued to hold the rottweiler's head for now, having already emptied his balls and just enjoying the afterglow, feeling the dog, barely breathing through the fur on his belly, trying to break free from the grip of his muscular hands.

The fox rose from his knees, but remained behind the snow leopard's back. He felt an incredible relief at finally being able to speak for real, and now he wanted something more satisfying. Suddenly, he hugged Alex affectionately, nuzzling his red face against his muscular back and stroking the abs hidden beneath the thick white fur. The fox's hard but neglected cock rubbed against the irbis's ass, but as long as Rob didn't try to dominate or stain the white fur with black spots, the cat didn't mind.

"Ready for round two, hunter? I've been waiting all this time just for you to cum," there was nothing but warmth and tenderness in the fox's voice. Alex was a ruthless and heartless killer, and anyone who had ever hurt the fox was just an innocent cub in comparison, but now, pressing his wet black nose into his broad back, Rob felt that there was no one in the world better than this soft cat.

The irbis was silent as always, but the fox didn't need an answer; he knew perfectly well that Alex was ready. He let the cat out of his embrace, picked up the remote control from the floor, climbed onto the bed and stood on all fours facing the rottweiler, his back arched and his fluffy red tail waving from side to side as if luring the leopard.

The leopard let go of Jack's head and he took a big gulp of air, trying to catch his breath and coughing from the sticky substance in his throat, but Alex wasn't interested in his suffering anymore. The big cat climbed onto the bed behind the fox, knelt down behind him, and without wasting any time on foreplay, entered him full length in one motion. The fox was used to it, he didn't even need additional lubricant, the remains of saliva and semen on the cat's dick were more than enough, so the quick movement brought nothing but pleasure, the proof of which was the moan that came from the fox's lips. The cat grabbed the fox's fluffy tail like a lever and began to swing his hips, quickly picking up the pace and beginning to ram his cock into the red ass. Rob continued to moan with each of Alex's movements and decided to finally satisfy his own needs as well. He was able to shift his weight to support himself on just one hand, the one holding the black plastic box, while he began to masturbate with the other, trying to do it as slowly as his remaining willpower would allow, to prolong the pleasure for at least a few more minutes.

"I'm going to kill you, you dog. It's a damn shame you only have one life," the fox kept his eyes on the rottweiler who was still kneeling and trying to cough, "look at me, bitch!" The fox pressed the button on the remote, the dog felt a strong electrical discharge and roared again, but immediately received a second discharge, "Look at me, piece of shit, when I talk to you!"

Jack had no choice. The pain of the shock was too much to resist. But he was really tough. Despite the fact that he was on his knees, a mixture of saliva and cum dripping from his wet chin, and his own cock traitorously hard and dripping with pre-cum, ready to explode at any touch, he still hadn't broken. He was ready at any moment to pounce on the two men fucking on his bed. In his bedroom! In his house! He just had to live up to the moment. Maybe he'd get his hands free, or at least get that annoying ring out of his mouth. But for now, the rottweiler obeyed and looked at the fox. There was anger in the dog's eyes, but the fox didn't care, it was only important to know that his words would be heard.

"I have so many ideas... how to finish off a scum like you," the fox was boiling with rage, he managed to moan passionately with every next blow of the dick against his prostate, and at the same time to continue to taunt the dog with a voice he himself did not recognize , "most of all.... I want to cut your head off... and put it on your own cock... right before you cum... so you can taste... your own warm sperm... bitch… but your... useless head... will not survive... long enough".

Alex continued to fuck the fox furiously. Letting go of the red tail, he wrapped his muscular arms around the lean belly with barely visible abs under the soft white fur and the chest with equally imperceptible muscles, then pressed the fox's slender body against his chest. The irbis loved the mixture of rage and lust the fox was feeling and was close to his second orgasm of the night.

"There is... another way... I'll cut your balls off... and put them in your own mouth... there is no... fresher sperm..."

The closer the irbis came to the peak of his pleasure, the tighter he squeezed the fragile body in his arms and the tighter the fox's anus clenched onto his dick. Rob's ribs threatened to crack, but Alex still controlled himself and didn't hurt the guy. At the same time, he began to purr and then pinched the skin on the fox's neck with his sharp teeth. The fox felt the blood begin to trickle down his back. He realized that nothing would stop Alex from killing him right here and now, but he wasn't afraid, all he could think about was how much he wanted to cum.

Rob stopped delaying his own pleasure and put all his anger into pumping his own cock with all his might and after a few seconds, with a particularly loud moan, he began to stain the rottweiler's sheets white. The fox didn't close his eyes for a second, wanting to see the face of his boss, even more enraged at the sight of the fox marking his bed with his scent, but to his surprise the dog's reaction was completely different.

Jack's massive body began to shake. Every muscle in his body tensed: his pumped pecs felt as if they could tear the skin that covered them, his biceps and triceps flexed as if the man was trying to pull and push something at the same time, and the veins in his muscular neck threatened to burst at any moment. The dog's rock-hard cock got its long-awaited release - globs of sperm began to shoot out of it, with such force that the white liquid flew a meter away from where the dog was standing.

"Fucking hell, our bitch came without hands," there was nothing but pure pleasure in the fox's voice this time. The orgasm he'd been putting off for over an hour now came over him. It was hard for him to breathe, his legs were shaking and his mind felt like it was fogging up.

"Did you cum so hard just watching a real man fuck someone on your bed?" The fox had expected the rottweiler to at least react to that, but he didn't.

Jack's gaze was unfocused and his eyes bulged as if they wanted to pop out of their sockets. Only then did Rob realize what had happened, and he looked down at his own hand to check; while the intense pleasure had filled all the space in his head, he'd been holding down the button on the electronic collar's remote control without realizing it.

"Fu-u-uck..." was all the fox could say.

He had other plans for the dog, and maybe they could still be realized, he just had to stop this torture. But the sight of the rottweiler, shaking helplessly from the electric shocks going into his thick neck and now experiencing the truly worst pain of his life, was too fascinating and Rob just couldn't unclench his hand.

Alex was also aroused by what was happening. It was as if the room was filled with the agony and fear of the dog's death and the sweet smell of the fox's pleasure combined. Sinking his teeth deeper into the fox's red fur, the irbis pressed his hips into the ass and began to fill it with his own seed.

Only then did the electrocution stop. The fox still held the button down, wanted to watch longer, wanted to imprint this image in his memory, but the device attached to the rottweiler's collar began to smoke, there was a clap, and a distinct smell of burning plastic filled the room - the shocker Rob had assembled was not designed for such charges. The rottweiler instantly relaxed and fell forward, landing on the floor with his butt up and face in a puddle of his own cum.

Alex, who had left the contents of his balls in the fox's intestines, pulled his cock out and released the body from his grip. Some more of his sperm leaked from his anus and immediately soaked into the white sheets. As always, the cat showed no tenderness or care, he couldn't use the fox any other way right now, so he just got off the bed and walked out of the room.

Rob wanted to ask where Alex was going, but first, he knew he wouldn't answer anything, and second, he was almost certain that the cat wouldn't leave the rottweiler's house without the shorts, which he'd left on the dresser. Instead, he collapsed onto the soft mattress and stared at the result of his work. The rottweiler was dead. And Rob had done it. First he had humiliated him as much as he could, then he had killed him. Himself. He'd come up with the idea of the shocker himself. He had neutralized his victim himself. He put the collar on the dog himself. He pushed the button himself. Despite the obvious help of the irbis, the fox felt that the killing was entirely his own achievement.

After a few minutes, the sound of running water was heard in one of the adjoining rooms, and the fox realized he had some time and a still-warm body to enjoy. Rob had never been into necro stuff, he didn't understand what was so special about having sex with someone cold and motionless, what was the point when you could just buy a masturbator and watch some porn, but this time it was something personal. Fox had a chance to humiliate the dog even more, though he would not feel it.

"That's it, bitch, you're my prey now. Died in a pool of your own cum and with a plug up your ass," the fox got up from the bed, walked over to the dead body, leaned over the dirty face, removed the electronic collar so he wouldn't accidentally get zapped, and started to undo the gag, "I wonder if you even felt when you came? With the current fucking into your neck, it's probably hard to feel anything lower than that. You wanted to come for so long, whimpering like a bitch in heat, and you didn't even get to enjoy the last moments of your life. Not that I feel sorry for you."

As the fox removed the gag from Jack's mouth, he straightened up to look down at him, just as the dog had looked down at Rob all these years. The rottweiler's mouth was closed and his eyes glazed over.

"Well, who's in charge now, huh?" To show his dominance even more, the fox put his foot on the dog's head and, as if to scratch between his ears, then opened the dead mouth with the same foot and rubbed his toes over the still wet tongue.

"What else can I do with you..." the fox looked around the room thoughtfully, and his eyes fell on the rack of collectors' knives and sabers on the wall, "Hmm... they must have been very important to you" Rob went to the wall, took a knife, checked its sharpness, put it aside unsatisfied, then took another, also checked it, nodded with satisfaction, and returned with it to the lying dog.

"And there is something more important," the man said, putting his foot on the rottweiler's ass and pushing with all his might.

The heavy body collapsed onto its side. Fox knelt down near the rottweiler's crotch, put the knife away and used both hands to pull the massive leg back to allow access to the genitals.

"Wow, still enjoying yourself?" Rob stroked the dead cock, not so hard but still not completely soft, and then did what he'd been wanting to do for a long time: he picked up the knife, moved one hand to the sack with the big balls in it, pulled it away, placed the blade against the crotch, and in one fell swoop severed all of the rottweiler's manhood that had annoyed him for so long. As expected, the wound didn't bleed, and the fox was able to enjoy the sight of the trophy in the palm of his hand, just as he had seen it dozens of times sitting under the office desk.

"Don't worry," the fox put the knife away again and patted the body on the hip with his free hand, "you won't be needing it anymore. And I'll leave your puppies with you anyway," the fox returned to the dog's face, opened it with his free hand and put the sack inside, pushing it a little deeper with his fingers, "let's help you wash it down, or you'll choke on it," the fox chuckled at his own joke.

The dog's head now lay on its side, mouth open, tongue hanging down, saliva dripping onto the floor. Watching this, the fox stroked his own cock, hardened from mocking the corpse of his prey, and thrust it into the dog's mouth. At first, Rob could only get half the length in - the severed testicles didn't fit easily down the throat and prevented him from sinking deeper. But the fox wasn't going to give up so easily, he drove his hips back and with a hard thrust pushed his shaft back in, pushing the useless piece of flesh a little deeper.

For the next ten minutes it became a fun game for Rob. He rammed the obstacle down the dog's throat again and again, using all his strength for each thrust, but taking long pauses in between. When the dick finally entered the mouth all the way to the base, the fox picked up the pace, and the infrequent and forceful thrusts were replaced by furious and rapid frictions. After a few minutes of this pace, the fox grabbed the lifeless head to push his groin into it, fulfilling his promise to feed the dog another load of jizz, now vulpine. The fox didn't moan like before, this orgasm was much weaker than the previous one, but the remaining reserve in the fox's balls was enough for some of the white liquid to flow out of the rottweiler's mouth and mix with the rest of the irbis' semen and the dog's own.

When Alex returned to the room, the fox was still idly fucking the man's mouth. He didn't plan to cum a third time, he just wanted to do something while he waited and enjoy the last moments of victory over his enemy - the fox knew that once he would leave this house he would never see him again. Rob looked in the direction of the cat and his mood changed immediately - for the first time he saw the snow leopard's thick fur wet, and of course he liked the well-developed muscles that were now clearly visible, but more than that the image made him smile at the cuteness of it all.

The irbis just walked into the room, opened the closet, looked through the shelves, found two blankets, spread them on the bed over the dried stains of semen, and lay down on them with his arms behind his head and his legs spread wide, as if he were sunbathing on the beach. Rob finally left his victim alone, got up and walked over to the bed.

"Can I lie down with you and... well... kind of cuddle?" The fox asked as he started to climb onto the bed, but stopped right there.

Alex showed his deadly fangs to let the fox know what would happen. The fox was too dirty to let him touch the freshly washed fur and too warm to let him get too close.

"I have feelings, you know..." the fox muttered resentfully and moved away from the bed.

The leopard knew, he just didn't care. But the fox was too happy to be offended.

"Okay, I'll clean up too. Wait for me, okay? I'll dry quickly."

Alex waited. Maybe because he wanted to dry himself, or maybe because he really wanted to help the fox, but they left the empty house together. The whole road passed in silence.

The snow leopard didn't want to waste energy talking.

The fox felt that for the first time in his life he had really said everything he wanted to say, and anything else would simply be pointless. There was only a satisfied smile on the vulpine muzzle.
", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Good Boss", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" }, { "content_tag_id": "5", "name": "Strong Violence", "description": "Strong violence, blood, serious injury or death", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "3", "views": "886" }