Hunting Season 3: The New Pet

Roxanne stirred in her sleep, feeling his hands caressing her soft flesh.

It had been a while since they had been together.  Work had kept them apart.  But now she was where she belonged, curled up in his arms, her ass pressed against his morning erection, her body wrapped up in the black satin sheets of his king size bed.

She felt his hands cup her breasts, tweaking her nipples until they became hard little peaks.  Roxanne groaned, and wiggled backwards, bumping his erection with her ass, feeling it harden as it pushed against her.

"Would someone like to be my little fox again?" he whispered, his teeth nipping her ear lobe.

Roxanne nodded and mumbled a response but didn't open her eyes.  It had been too long since one of their sexual adventure games. And she hadn't been his little fox since their trip away to the cabin.

She felt him move away.  The bed creaked as he fetched her tail, ears and black velvet collar with a little bell.

When he came back he moved her hair, kissing her bare shoulder as he secured the collar around her neck.  Absent-mindedly, Roxanne's fingers immediately began batting at it, listening to the jingle it created.

He parted her cheeks, his finger tracing small circles around the puckered opening.  Carefully he eased the plug for the tail into her, feeling her body respond to the invader.

Her eyes opened and she half sat up, resting on the palms of her hands and her hip.  She glanced down at her fox tail as he ran his hand through her hair before pushing it back with a headband that held her matching ears.

Roxanne bit her lip as she glanced at him, her blue-green eyes searching for any indication of what he was going to do to her.

He picked her up and lifted her right off the bed, putting her down on her hands and knees on the carpet.  Roxanne watched as he moved to the end of his bed.

At the foot of his bed there was a large box.  He had told Roxanne it was a seat.  Apparently it was fashionable to have a bench at the end of your bed.

Roxanne felt her cheeks burn with blush as he removed the front and side panelling of the wooden box.  It wasn't a seat at all but rather a large cage that spanned the length of his bed and came up to the height of his knee.

"Come on, pet," he said, opening the cage.

Roxanne craned her neck.  Inside he had made it as comfortable as possible for her.  The floor was padded with a thick layer of foam while decorative satin pillows lay about for her to rest on.

Roxanne got her to feet.  His eyes darkened as he ordered her back down on her hands and knees.  "Pets are on four legs, not two," he told her sternly.

Feeling foolish and a little embarrassed, Roxanne crawled towards him.  He ushered her inside the cage and promptly closed the door behind her, locking it with a small padlock.

She protested, stuttering that he couldn't keep her locked up.  He just smiled and grabbed some clothes from his dresser.  "I can do what I like," he told her, watching her fingers wrap around the bars of the cage.

She watched in despair as he went into the bathroom for a shower.  He was joking.  He really wouldn't leave her like this.  She shook the bars.  She was stuck.  She slammed her foot against the door he locked.  Maybe if she hit it hard enough it would open.

No such luck.

The water turned off and she waited with baited breath, wondering if he was going to open this cage and let her out.  Instead, once he was dry and dressed he walked straight passed her.

She screamed in frustration as he closed the bedroom door behind him.

Roxanne laid down as best she could, propping her head on one of the pillow he provided her.  Her eyes grew heavy.  Just a quick nap until she could figure out a way to break free.

The doorbell woke her.  Her eyes fluttered open.  She wasn't sure how long she had been asleep for.  Maybe a couple of a minutes or perhaps an hour or more.

The bedroom door opened and in walked her boyfriend, leash in hand.  Roxanne arched an eyebrow, her eyes following the leash which lead to a gorgeous Brazilian woman with ample breasts, mocha skin and a gloriously rounded ass.  Atop her head were a set of grey ears and as she turned to face him, Roxanne gasped.  She too was wearing a fox tail, but rather than red, like the one Roxanne had, it was grey and white.

He removed the leash and unlocked the door to Roxanne's cage.  Eyeing the other 'fox' suspiciously Roxanne turned herself around and emerged from her prison.

He sat down on top of the cage, signalling to the other 'fox' to make a move.  She did, crawling over to Roxanne and running her tongue over her neck.  Roxanne gasped, freezing on the spot.  She caught her boyfriend's eye as the other 'fox' proceeded to lick and nip at her delicate skin.

He motioned for Roxanne to come to him before unzipping his pants.  Roxanne knew what he wanted and began tracing her tongue along the tip of his engorged head, her hand working his shaft.

Just as Roxanne found her rhythm she felt the other 'fox' run her tongue over her throbbing clitoris.  Gasping and letting out a little scream of fright, Roxanne turned to look behind her.  The other 'fox' held Roxanne's tail up and her tongue was probing into the sweet folds of her pussy.

Roxanne groaned, her eyes closing as the other 'fox' worked her over.  She could feel the juices of excitement trickle down her inner thighs, her clit throbbing painfully as her body begged for release.  She felt her boyfriend's hand on top of her head.  With much strength, Roxanne resumed licking and sucking on his rock hard cock, feeling him pulse in her mouth.

Moaning the whole time, Roxanne took his full length inside her mouth, her tongue twirling over the thickness of his shaft before tracing little figure eights on the sensitive head.

His hand gripped her hair as he pulled her away, telling his other pet to cease what she was doing.

He moved from the seat, taking off his clothes, discarding them on the bed.  He motioned for Roxanne to turn around.  She obliged, coming face to face with the other 'fox'.

He grabbed her throat, pulling her head back so he could nibble on her ear.  "Your turn to eat my other pet out," he whispered fiercely, before telling his other pet to position herself in front of Roxanne.

Roxanne licked her lips as the other 'fox' positioned herself on all fours, her ass pointed in Roxanne's face.  His hand pressed down on her head until she was only an inch away from this other girl's pussy.

Tentatively Roxanne stuck her tongue out, flicking it over the moist folds.  She could smell the excitement as her tongue danced over her clit, feeling it throb and pulse.  Just as she sucked it into her mouth, he entered her.

Her hips bucked back against his cock, forcing it inside her deeper, filling her completely.  His hand remained on the back of her head, making sure she wouldn't stop pleasuring the other pet.

Roxanne's body  rocked back and forth, her tongue ferociously working over the other 'fox' while trying to focus on him slamming into her.  She could feel an orgasm building inside the pit of her stomach.  With a cry of release, Roxanne tossed her head back, feeling her climax engulf her being.

The other pet's body spasmed, climaxing at the same time Roxanne did.

He smiled, his hand leaving Roxanne's head and gripped her hips instead.  He had a wicked idea for what these two pets could get up to.

Pumping himself with such force and fury, he climaxed inside Roxanne, feeling her body clench down and squeeze his come from his withering cock.

As he pulled out, he could see it trickle out of her.  He ordered his second pet to clean her up.  The other 'fox' obeyed, moving behind Roxanne and once again tracing her tongue all over her sex.  Roxanne groaned, her hips bucking as she felt the wet tongue probe inside her, lapping at the juices he left.

His hand lifted her head as his cock was pushed back into her mouth.  Roxanne lapped at it, feeling it grow harder in her mouth.  She wanted him to come again.

Her body twitched as a rapid orgasm took over.  His other pet stopped, pulling her head away before pushing two fingers deep within Roxanne.  This last action caused Roxanne to cry out as her third powerful orgasm took control.

Patting her hair, he whispered soothing words to her.  Roxanne stared at him, her eyes glassy with desire.  She felt weak, drained of all her energy.  He picked her up, her tail tickling his forearm as he had his other pet open the top of the cage.

Carefully he lowered Roxanne in, her head resting on one of the satin pillows.

He secured the lid and closed the door, locking it once again.

He turned to his second pet and ordered her to finish what Roxanne had started.

From her cage, Roxanne watched, her fingers tracing small circles over her own nipples before sliding down her belly to do the same to clitoris.  It was a turn on to watch someone else service him and knowing the entire time his eyes were trained on her.

As he came, she did too, her body shaking violently for the fourth time that morning.

Roxanne watched as he clipped the leash back on the other 'fox' and lead her out of the room.  Before he had closed the bedroom door, Roxanne was fast asleep, curled up in a ball inside her new pet cage.