“What?” Rachael asked as she stroked her fox ears and looked over at Tommy.
“I said are you ready for the hunt?” he asked and a shiver ran through her.
She smiled and nodded, then bent forward and started “running” through the mansion, her tail wagging from side to side as she did so.
Tommy took his time, he was a patient, having so much more life experience than her and in the end it paid off. He found her without much trouble hiding in the den, between two stuffed animals, and quickly looped the collar around her neck.
She whined and tugged at it for a moment, but when he pulled on it for her to move forward, she did so with little resistance. He lead her back into the living room, dropped his pants and sat on the couch, pulling her between his legs so she could give him his reward.
As soon as her lips touched his dick a wave of pleasure coursed through her and she eagerly bobbed up and down his shaft.
He petted her head a bit and smiled, “God I can’t wait to get you outside so you can really run free.” he said in a longing voice.
Another shiver ran through her, this was still all so new to her, being so submissive. Being treated like a bet, like an animal, like something Tommy owned… and it turned her on so much it almost scared her.
Tommy was an old family friend, her parents had relied on him to take care of their finances for years. So when they passed he’d continued on in that role for her. But things were different after her parents passing and she felt bad now for how she’d treated him.
She’d been demanding and insulting, calling him useless and untrustworthy. Nothing could have been farther from the truth she now realized, but it didn’t make up for the hurtful things she’d said at the time.
It had all come to a head when she’d threatened to replace him, something she now knew she could never do in reality, but it had shut him up for a while, until she came to her senses at least.
She knew her epiphany had occurred over a weekend, though she couldn’t remember much of the weekend itself. Just a few flashing of sexual heat, gasping for air, and distant voices telling things that she couldn’t quite hear.
It didn’t matter though, the next week she knew Tommy had been right all along and she committed to making her transgressions up to him in any way she could.
She just hadn’t realized how turned on doing so would make her.
Tommy grabbed her head behind her fox ears and pushed her down hard into his lap, then pumped his hips a couple of times, driving his dick deep into her throat before he released streams of cum into her.
She orgasmed as each stream hit the back of her throat and her whole body spammed for each one.
After she sucked and licked up every drop of his cum, then pushed back a bit and slipped her legs under herself, reached down to the floor with her balled up hands, looked up at Tommy with a giant smiled and wagged her ass to swing her tail from side to side.
Tommy leaned forward and patted her head, “Awe, good girl Foxy.” he said and she almost orgasmed again.
“Such a good girl in fact I got you a present… want to see it?” he asked.
She nodded enthusisatically and then stuck her tounge out in a little pant as he got up, pulled his pants up, and waked out to the main entranceway. She followed along behind on all fours as fast as she could.
When she arrived there behind him, he had a plain brown box halfway open, he ripped it the rest of the way, removed some packing and then dropped it down on to the floor right in front of her.
Look into the box she knew what it was right away. The dull brown and white latex half covered in baby powered couldn’t be mistaken for anything else and she buried her face into the box, taking in the scene of the latex eagerly.
He reached down once again and patted her head once more, “I expect my sexy little fox to be all dressed up for me when I get home tomorrow night.”
This time a small orgasm did crest and she mewed in deep pleasure and desire as Tommy walked up to the master bedroom where she would soon be asleep at the foot of his bed.
