A Fox's Past 6
The Kitsune was sitting, just outside the Beach-House, gazing at the ocean peacefully ...
The sun was reflected on his fur, making it sparkle with a thousand lights.
His tail swayed peacefully, as the rays of the sun licked his skin, bathing him in comfortable warmth ...
Behind him, the bar was full.
The humans were seated around the tables, drinking, chatting, laughing, in a cordial and warm atmosphere.
He hadn't mingled with them, he had wanted to enjoy the sun and this magnificent landscape ...
But his ears were turned back, listening to the hubbub of conversations ...
A few weeks had passed since his meeting with his mistress ...
He glanced around the bar, there she was, sitting, chatting with other humans.
He wagged his tail, and smiled, happy to see her happy ...
She had tricked him, and played with him in the middle of the deserted arena, before bringing him back to the Beach House, and let him rest ...
But he couldn't have forgotten this woman, he couldn't get her out of his mind… he couldn't have forgotten this feeling, this intense pleasure… she had bewitched him ...
And he had finally met her again …
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The bell rang in his ears again ... that sound so familiar now, as a door opened before him, which he borrowed ...
She was there, in front of him, staring intently at him, smiling ...
“You are back, little Fox! I told you we would meet again! "
He stiffened instantly, his body trembling… remembering the memories of their last meeting… he bit his lip lightly, bending his knees… the last time she had taken him by surprise… that won't happen this time... his tail stood end ...
He was going to pounce on her, not give her time to react, and… he stopped short… his ears raised, his eyes frozen…
She slid her boot off, and slowly took it off, revealing her leg, as well as her foot… watching his reaction…
“Ooh? Do you like that, little Fox? ”
She laughed, Kitsune's gaze fixed on her feet, and waved her hand, a purple glow starting to shine ...
He had lost the advantage ... but it wasn't over yet ...
He leaped forward, and his tail sliced through the air, in a smooth motion, heading towards ...
An unseen force made him crash to the ground, face down.
"Nice try little Fox ... but you're way too weak ..."
He tried to twist, struggling against that invisible force that held him in place, but to no avail, his tail fluttered in frustration as he groaned ...
"Oh ? Do you dare to growl at your Mistress? ...
It seems like it's time to educate you, little Fox ... "
With a snap of her finger, an exact copy of her materialized out of thin air ...
His eyes widened, and he tried to struggle harder.
The woman burst out laughing as her clone walked towards him ...
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“Do you want something Fluffy?”
Surprised, he turned his head ...
Deep in his memories, he hadn't noticed Winston, who had approached him, a tray full of glasses in his hand.
He shook his head, and focused on his thoughts again, as Winston left.
What happened next, he remembered very well …
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Lying on the ground, his eyes bulging, he tried to catch his breath ...
His ears stood at attention, his tail was moving weakly, still in shock, and the woman was looking at him, a victorious smile on her face…
He had tried to resist, and had been able to fend off the clone using his tail.
But when she started to take care of him personally, there was nothing he could do ...
He couldn't resist her, and once again, she had emptied him...
Then she leaned over him, and said, imperiously:
"Now little Fox, I am your Mistress, and you will obey me"
Mistress ... that word had imprinted itself into his mind ...
And she had ordered him to follow her, which he had done, without daring to disobey …
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He glanced back, his Mistress still seated, chatting with Winston.
He pricked up his ears… if Winston thought he was going to leave his Mistress to him ... ! He gave Winston the evil eye.
But Winston walked back to the bar, maybe he sensed he was watching him ...
He turned, happy to have defended his Mistress, and continued to gaze at the ocean, his tail swinging behind her back.
He heard footsteps approaching him, a light, soothing step ...
"Can I sit here?"
A voice ... soft, also soothing ... he turned his head and met the gaze of the young woman, the one who, a few weeks before, had saved him from caresses on his ears and his tail ...
She sat down next to him, smiling, enjoying the warmth of the sun ...
His presence gave off something… he felt good, calm… and he closed his eyes, letting his tail sway freely, without trying to control it…
A little muffled moan made him open his eyes ...
The young woman bit her lip, her eyes closed, while his tail rubbing against her skin ...
She opened her eyes, and looked at him ...
“S-Sorry… I… I'm just sensitive…”
He quickly brought his tail behind his back and kept it still, without understanding, while the young woman smiled, embarrassed ...
An imperious voice called to him, and he turned around.
His Mistress stood up, and was looking at him.
"It's time, little Fox"
He stood up, leaving the young woman behind, and bounding towards his Mistress, following her as she left the room ...
Almost every day, she trained him, giving him books to read, testing his endurance, in order to make him get stronger ...
And today ... she wanted to see for herself the result of these few weeks ...
He followed her to EroFight's arena, and with her, entered the central room ...
All around them, bleachers stretched out, while the first spectators took their places on the seats.
“Get her, Foxy!”
A cry echoed through the room, as she smirked wickedly ...
“And now little Fox, it's time to show me what you can do…”
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He was lying on his back ... while she was sitting on his head ...
He was desperately licking her clit, hoping to make her cum ...
But even if he did ... he couldn't escape ...
From the start of their confrontation, his Mistress had summoned an army of clones, laughing ...
He had been completely overwhelmed, and had tried to find his Mistress among the clones ...
But he had found himself pinned to the ground, the clones holding him tight, as his Mistress watched him try to struggle ... in vain ...
The clones held his arms and legs tight… one of them even sat on his head, forcing him to lick her pussy, preventing him from breathing properly… forcing him to breathe the intoxicating scents, which little by little, undermined his will ...
His tail was held to the ground by two clones, he was totally defenseless ...
Another clone then sat on his cock, and began to straddle him.
He was feeling his pleasure rise, little by little, without being able to resist, approaching closer and closer to orgasm with each movement ...
He wouldn't last forever… he had already lost…
He was hearing the audience cheering him on, he was hearing the laughter of his Mistress ... the sex pheromones clouding his brain ...
he couldn't move… the only thing possible was to breathe… try to control himself…
Breathe… concentrate… he took a large inspiration ... the world around him disappeared… and he felt a wave of heat buried in him…
He approached it, and as he approached it, it exploded.
A violent heat wave was sweeping through his whole body ...
It was over, he came ...
He opened his eyes, no, he hadn't reached orgasm yet.
Cries of amazement echoed in the stands ...
He managed to move his tail… and yet, he was still feeling the clones pinning him to the ground…
He wasn't understanding, and puts two more licks on the clone's clitoris who was sitting on his head ...
She cried out violently with pleasure, as he received a squirt of cum right on the head, taking advantage of her orgasm to push her away ...
He saw the clones staring at him, incomprehension in their eyes.
Eight tails swayed above him, his body overflowing with energy, he smiled ...
Without giving them time to react, he sent his tails at the clones, making them cum in seconds ...
He stood up, face covered in pussy juices, the unconscious clones on the ground, and looked at his Mistress, spreading all of his fanned tails behind his back.
A smirk spread across his Mistress face, her magical power increasing, the air starting to shake.
“Finally, a real fight!”
His body was light… he felt his nine tails ready to strike…
A myriad of clones stood between him and his Mistress.
He took a step, and disappeared ...
Her Mistress widened her eyes
“I-Impossible!”
He appeared behind her, wrapping his tails around her arms, legs, immobilizing her, before entering her pussy with his cock.
“A-Aaaahh !! It's too good !!!"
The pressure inside her pussy was intense, despite that, he sped up, moving his hips faster and faster… his tails adding their own rhythm, moving his Mistress up and down…
He was feeling her, trying to resist… and he was feeling that he himself could not last long…
He groaned, his breath hitching, as his Mistress's cries of pleasure grew louder…
He sped up again, as the audience started screaming louder again.
Her Mistress's body twisted in spasms, as she couldn't resist any longer ...
She came, tied up in his tails, her pussy muscles contracting, and adding hellish pressure to his cock ... finally forcing him to explode too.
He came, powerfully, opening his mouth, his face frozen in indescribable pleasure, as his tails disappeared one by one, releasing his Mistress.
He staggered back, and collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily, unable to move ...
"You have become strong ... little Fox ..."
He wagged his tail weakly and smiled, as the audience exploded into cheers.
"But next time ... you won't have me like this!"
He closed his eyes… and lost consciousness…
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He opened his eyes slightly, emerging from sleep.
He was no longer in the arena ...
He raised his head, still asleep, looking around, he was in his room ...
he blinked, trying to figure out how he got there…
Mistress !
He had beaten his Mistress, and then passed out ...
He had no idea who had transported him here, or how long he had slept ...
In any case, enough to be hungry!
He jumped out of bed, and immersed himself in his bucket of water, put on his clothes, brushed his tail, and left his bedroom.
He went down to the bar, hoping to find Winston and something to eat.
As usual, he jumped the last steps, and walked smoothly towards the bar.
Winston was there, his back turned.
He wagged his tail, and salivated at the thought of eating something, and sat down in one of the seats, across from the counter.
Winston turned around and looked at him sadly.
"Fluffy ... this is for you ..."
Winston handed him a letter, which he eyed curiously before taking it.
The letter smelled like his Mistress.
He unfolded it, and began to read ...
"Little fox
I have to be away, I won't be back for a while
Take care of yourself"
He looked at Winston, who nodded.
“I'll miss her too Fluffy”
He looked sadly at the map, his ears downcast ...
A tear fell on the letter paper, dampening it, as he stood up and walked back to his room.
Winston looked away, the Kitsune wasn't the only one feeling sad today, but best leave it alone for now.
Today, too, he had a Beach-House to take care of.
