Pet Teacher

Written by S.M. Wolf

Copyright © 2001 by S.M. Wolf, all rights reserved. Reproduction and distribution of this work by any means without the expressed written permission of the author, or hotlinking from another website without the expressed written permission of the author and BondoFox, is expressly forbidden. Similarity to any person, living or dead, is coincidental.

Kathy Vulpine looked up at the clock. Four fifteen. She had another fifteen minutes to complete grading the midterms and turn in her grades before the school shut down for Spring Break. As she looked back down at the last test, she caught a flash of a black and white fur walking past the open classroom door.

“Someone else is working late tonight,” she thought to herself.

Five minutes later the last test was graded, and the grade sheet completed. She stretched as she got up and piled all the test booklets together. At thirty-four, she looked better than most twenty-two year old vixens. Tall and lean, she nonetheless had a generous bosom that was often the desire of the young pubescent males she taught at the parochial high school. Married for almost twelve years, she had one daughter, but whelping a kit had only served to enhance her breasts while the exercise of keeping up with a youngster added to her already athletic body. She had let her long red hair grow down to almost her waist now that her youngster was older.

“Enough daydreaming!” she said aloud to the empty classroom. “Time to get these scores in.”

Kathy picked up the pile of test booklets and grade sheet. She quickly walked through the empty hallways to the office. Once again she caught a glimpse of black and white fur as she turned into the office. Someone was heading back down towards her classroom. Briefly she frowned. She did not think anyone would be working back there. The excitement of a week off as soon as she turned in her grade sheet and tests dispelled the momentary feeling of uneasiness.

Carol was sitting at the desk as Kathy entered.

“Good afternoon, Kathy. All done?” Carol asked.

“Yep! And now I’m ready to hit the showers for a week,” Kathy responded as she handed the stack of papers to the older bear.

“Any plans for the weekend?” Carol inquired.

“Not really. Bob is gone for two more weeks on a business trip to Japan, China and India. I won’t even be able to talk to him until he gets back because of the time difference. Julie is staying at her grandmother’s place up in Wyoming all of Spring Break. I don’t have to pick her up at the airport until 11 p.m. next Sunday. So I plan to just take it easy and relax for a while.”

The two females chatted a bit more before Kathy left. A quick trip back to the classroom to grab her purse and keys, and then she could head on out. She was so intent on figuring out what to do for dinner she did not realize that someone else was already in the classroom when she walked in.

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Vulpine,” a voice intruded on her thoughts.

Startled, Kathy looked to the front of the room. Sitting in her seat was Jimmy Hanson. An eighteen year old skunk, he was an intelligent student with a straight A average. A bit of a loner, he was generally well regarded by the faculty. For some reason, though, for the past several months Kathy had gotten goose bumps when he looked at her. There was something in his eyes that scared her. Now he was alone with her in an empty classroom and near empty school.

“Jimmy! You surprised me! What are you doing here?” Kathy asked.

“Reading a very interesting magazine I found several months ago. Would you like to see it?” Jimmy replied.

“Well I don’t think anything you have would be of interest to me, but –”

Kathy stopped dead in her tracks. Jimmy had raised the magazine so she could see the cover.

S&M Fur.

Issue Seven.

With her on the front cover.

She did not even have to ask to know he was looking at pages 26 through 38.

“Mrs. Vulpine, please close and lock the door,” Jimmy requested.

Numbly she complied. She stole a quick look outside to see if anyone was around. No one was in sight as she pushed the button to lock the door. Maybe she could still get out of this without too much trouble. She closed the door and turned back to face the young male.

Jimmy pointed to the student desk immediately in front of her own desk.

“Please sit down in the chair, Mrs. Vulpine.”

Kathy walked over to the desk and sat down in the chair. She was uncomfortably aware of Jimmy paging through the magazine. She bit her lower lip but remained silent. Her mind was racing, trying to figure out what he wanted.

After about a minute Jimmy closed the magazine and placed it on her desk.

“A very impressive photo shoot, Mrs. Vulpine. Sexual costumes, nudity, bondage, dildos, butt plugs, leather, rape, tit torture, pussy torture - I don’t think you left anything untried!” he complimented her.

Kathy decided to try to brazen her way through this.

“What do you want, Jimmy?” she demanded in an peremptory tone.

Inwardly Jimmy was scared at her reaction, but having come this far he was going to go through with his plan regardless of the consequences.

Jimmy sat back in her chair and grinned wide. Then he reached down into his book bag and brought out a large brown envelope. He put the magazine into it and sealed the envelope. He placed it on her desk where she could easily read the address.

Kathy’s heart stopped. The mailing address was the Bishop of the Catholic Archdiocese. Among other things he was the chair of the parochial school board. One look at the magazine, and her career was over.

“What do I want, Mrs. Vulpine?” Jimmy asked rhetorically. “I want you. I want to do everything that was in that magazine and more. I want my Senior Spring Break to be the ultimate, the one I always remember for the rest of my life. In short, I want you as my absolute sex slave for the entire Spring Break. And if I don’t get you, the magazine goes into the mail in five minutes. I figure you’ll be fired by eight o’clock Monday morning at the latest.”

Kathy was close to tears. She had done that damn session when she was nineteen. Desperate for money so she could buy food, she had agreed to pose. But things had gotten out of hand. The Dom had gone way too far. Instead of stopping him, the photographer had encouraged him to do even more extreme things to her while he stood there taking pictures. For eight hours she had been held captive and systematically raped and tortured by the pair. Afterwards they had apologized and paid her a lot of money to keep her mouth shut.

She had thought the incident over until S&M Fur had sent her 50 complimentary copies of the magazine. She had lived in fear that someone would see it and recognize her. But years had passed without incident. She had found Bob and started a successful family and career. She had almost forgotten about the magazine until this young male showed up in her classroom with it.

Kathy decided to still try to bluff her way through this.

“I’m sorry, Jimmy, but my husband is due back tonight and my daughter will be returning in a couple of days. So you see–”

Jimmy brought the palm of his paw crashing down on the desk. Startled, Kathy jumped in her seat.

“Mrs. Vulpine, stop lying. Your husband is gone for another two weeks. You took your daughter to the airport earlier this afternoon. It’s why you are the last teacher here tonight. She won’t be back for over a week. I know because I made it a point to find out. Don’t forget, my dad works with your husband, and my younger sister is in your daughter’s class. I’ve made very sure to pick the right time, Mrs. Vulpine.”

Kathy swallowed audibly. This youngster had her, and they both knew it. She would try one last defense, though.

“Okay, Jimmy,” Kathy said softly, ”you are right. So what? I’ll probably lose my position here, but I’ll find another somewhere else. Why should I do what you want?”

Jimmy leaned back in the chair.

“Does your husband know about these? What about your friends? I image Mr. Green next door to you would love to see the pictures.”

Jimmy leaned forward over her desk.

“And what about your daughter, Mrs. Vulpine? Does she know about this?”

Kathy closed her eyes. Her worst nightmares had suddenly all come true. And the only thing she could do to prevent everything in her life from blowing up in her face was submit to whatever this young male skunk desired.

“If I agree to your demands, what happens?” she asked in a quavering voice.

The young skunk saw Kathy’s shoulders slump and knew he had won. With a false confidence brought on by months of rehearsal while jacking off he gave her his demands.

“From now until the end of Spring Break you are my absolute slave. I will not lie to you. I intend to strip you, tie you up, beat you and rape you repeatedly. My grandparents had a cabin up in the woods. Since they died I’ve been taking care of it. I’m going to take you up there and have my pleasure with you whenever and however I wish without the slightest regard for your wishes. My only concession is I will not leave easily visible marks on your body except between your knees and your neck. And there will be no permanent scarring if I can prevent it. At the end of Spring Break I hand you the envelope if you’ve been a good pet. If not, I still drop it in the mail.”

Kathy looked down at the floor. She remembered that session in the magazine. She had hurt for days afterwards. This juvenile was going to do even worse to her. She did not want to submit to him. But what choice did she have?

Still staring at the floor, Kathy whispered, “I agree to your terms.”

Jimmy lolled back in his chair. Outwardly he was calm, cool and collected. Inwardly he was anything but confident. A virgin, he had found the S&M Fur issue in a stack of old magazines at his grandparents cabin. He still had no clue what it and the others were doing there, but as soon as he saw the cover he recognized Mrs. Vulpine from the small birthmark in her cheek fur. He had gone to bed for months masturbating to the pictures of her in tight bondage.

Then he had heard about Mr. Vulpine’s trip that would take him away for four weeks including Spring Break. The next day his little sister had come home saying Julie Vulpine was going to her grandparents for the entire Spring Break.

Something crystallized in his mind. He went up to the cabin and looked it over carefully. The nearest neighbors were over a mile away. There were no hiking paths or roads nearby to bring in unwanted guests. The main floor and upstairs were in great shape. The post and beam construction lent itself well to many B&D games. Best of all, the basement was finished with a nice high ceiling.

He had set out to convert the cabin into his own private little S&M getaway. He had to go up there every time he had the slightest free moment to finish his work before Spring Break, but it was ready for his captive. If she could be persuaded to come.

Normally Jimmy was not very bold, but spurred on by a strong hormonal drive and a lack of any interest from girls his own age he had decided to brazen it out.

And now he had the best looking vixen in the entire school sitting in front of him, biting her lower lip and crying a little while she awaited his orders.

As he brought his hands back behind his head, something caught his eye. Hanging from a hook at one end of the chalkboard was a wooden paddle. About fourteen inches long and three inches wide, it was still used on the bottoms of rowdy young furs in their school. Now he had other plans for it.

With authority he did not feel, Jimmy ordered Kathy, “Stand up, Slave!”

Meekly Mrs. Vulpine complied.

Jimmy pointed to where the paddle hung.

“Now go get that paddle and bring it over to me!” he instructed her.

Kathy was afraid, but she had no choice. She walked across the room to the paddle and took it down off the hook. She could feel the smooth wood in her paws as she walked back to her desk and started to hand it to her new Master.

Jimmy pointed to the floor.

“Down on your knees, Slave!”

Kathy dropped to her knees.

“And eyes down! I don’t want you looking at my face unless I let you.”

Kathy dropped her eyes.

“Now present the paddle to me.”

Kathy meekly held up the paddle in her two uplifted paws for her Master.

Jimmy looked down at his new slave kneeling on the floor offering him the paddle he was about to use on her. The bulge on the front of his pants increased significantly.

“Slave, you lied to me twice, once about your husband and once about your daughter. If a girl were to do that in your class, what would you do to her?”

Kathy licked her lips nervously.

“I would give her five swats for lying to me.”

“Well, I think as an adult who should know better you deserve at least twice as much, Slave.”

Jimmy picked up the paddle and stood. Moving around to the front of the desk he tapped the desktop with the end of the paddle.

“Lean over the desk,” Jimmy commanded Mrs. Vulpine.

Kathy stood and walked around to the front. Jimmy positioned her standing about a foot from the edge of the desk with her legs spread slightly. He had her lean over and place her forearms on the desk and look straight ahead at the blackboard.

Walking to the blackboard, Jimmy wrote, “Thou shalt not lie” in Kathy’s line of vision. His job done, Jimmy returned to stand beside Kathy’s left flank.

Jimmy raised the paddle to strike, but suddenly stopped as a thought occurred to him. The school was deserted, the door was locked, and Mrs. Vulpine was cooperating. Why not push his luck? It had been doing great so far today!

Jimmy placed the paddle on the desk. Kathy glanced at it, but quickly returned her gaze forward before Jimmy could notice. She felt Jimmy drop to his knees behind her. His hands started roving over her dress, undoing buttons. She stiffened involuntarily as she felt her dress slip down over her legs. Jimmy lifted each of her feet to remove the dress completely and placed it on the desk beside the paddle.

Jimmy surveyed his prize. Mrs. Vulpine now stood in front of him clad in a blouse, a school jacket, leather shoes, and her panties. Her long hair falling along her back and down her shoulders completed the vision of beauty in front of him.

“Time to get down to business,” Jimmy told her.

Jimmy grabbed her tail with his left paw and bent it forward along her back. He lifted his right hand and brought the paddle down squarely in the middle of the back side of Kathy’s panties.

Kathy let out a yip and jumped slightly at the sting in her ass. But she immediately settled back down to await further punishment.

Jimmy grinned as he raised the paddle again. Emboldened by Mrs. Vulpine’s acceptance of her punishment, he brought the paddle down harder the second time. Mrs. Vulpine again yelped and jumped. He considered hitting her harder, but realized this was not the time or place. Instead he concentrated on delivering eight more blows evenly spaced around his teacher’s ass.

When Jimmy was done Kathy was crying silently. Her entire butt was stinging. In truth he had not been too severe, but the situation made it feel much worse.

“Stand up!” Jimmy ordered Mrs. Vulpine.

Kathy stood and turned towards Jimmy. She started to rub her ass to soothe the pain, but a frown from her young Master stopped her. Instead she stood there with her arms hanging limply at her sides, eyes downcast.

“Remove your jacket, Slave.”

Kathy did as ordered.

Jimmy pointed the desk at which she had been sitting.

“Now take it and your dress and put them on that desk,” Jimmy said. Kathy picked up her clothes and deposited them on the desk. She was very aware of the young male skunk watching her swaying ass as she walked over to the desk. She laid down the clothes and returned to her position in front of Jimmy.

“Now your blouse.”

Kathy slowly undid the buttons of her blouse and removed it.

“Put it with the rest of your clothes,” Jimmy instructed her.

She did so. Once again he watched her ass as she walked over to the desk.

When she came back Jimmy stood looking at her for several seconds. Then he slowly walked around her, admiring the view of this sexy older vixen.

As he reached her right side, he once again tapped her desk top with the paddle.

“Lay down on the desk, face up.”

Kathy lay down on the desk long ways. Jimmy moved to the end of the desk with her head.

“Scoot forward until your head is over the edge of the desk.”

She pushed herself forward until her shoulders were even with the edge of the desk and her head was hanging free over the edge. Her long hair flowed down to the floor. Looking up, she could see the huge bulge in Jimmy’s jeans. She could guess what was coming next.

“You are now going to suck me off. You will drink down each and every drop of cum. If you don’t, you go back over the desk for fifty more hard swats with the paddle. Is that understood, Slave?”

“Yes, Master,” she replied softly.

Jimmy undid his belt and dropped his pants. Underneath he was not wearing any briefs. His rampant erection popped into view. It lacked her mate’s knot, but Jimmy’s shaft was a good eight inches long and more frighteningly to her it was nearly two and a half inches in diameter. She would really feel this kid’s cock when he pounded her.

Kathy only got a momentary look at Jimmy’s dick before he pried her muzzle open and rammed it down her throat. Jimmy reached down and grabbed the ruff fur of Mrs. Vulpine’s cheeks for leverage. She nearly choked, but he rapidly pulled it back before thrusting forward again. He was literally fucking her mouth. His balls were bouncing off her muzzle he was thrusting so hard.

Kathy tried to lick Jimmy’s shaft, but the youngster was not even noticing her efforts in his frenzy. She gave up and simply awaited the inevitable.

After about thirty seconds Jimmy came in a torrent of hot jism. Kathy sucked hard to swallow it all. Even with the young studs prodigious output she was able to get all of it. She felt Jimmy’s cock start to wilt in her mouth. She opened her mouth and allowed it to escape.

Jimmy looked down at the sight of the half naked vixen lying on her desk. The enormity of the moment struck him. Mrs. Vulpine had just taken his virginity. He had never cum so hard in his entire life. He wanted to turn her over and pound her all night long right here and now, but he knew he needed to get to the cabin to enjoy her the way he wanted to. Reluctantly, he pulled up his pants. He would wait to explore her more intimate treasures until later that night.

“Get up and get dressed.”

Kathy stood up and put on her clothes.

“Get your stuff. We’re leaving now.”

Kathy got her purse and keys from the desk drawers.

“You will walk directly ahead of me at a distance of two paces. Keep your tail held high. We will go to your car first. You will drive behind me to my home and park it in our garage. My parents and sister are gone for the week already, so we can safely put it there to keep it from prying eyes.”

Kathy closed her eyes. This youngster seemed to have thought of everything.

Kathy walked down the corridor to the outside door. She was acutely aware of the young male’s fixation on her ass. It did not bode well for the coming week.

Once outside Jimmy pointed out his car as he escorted her to her car. She fired up the engine and waited for him to get his car going. Together they pulled out of the parking lot. Briefly she considered turning the other way, but she knew the consequences. She followed Jimmy to his parent’s house.

The garage was located in the back of the wooded lot. Jimmy opened the garage door and directed her into the garage. Once she was parked and out of the car, he threw a tarp over it.

“Just in case someone does decide to come looking,” Jimmy explained.

He helped her into the passenger side seat of his car. Before she could pull the seatbelt across her shoulder and lap, he leaned in and took out two pairs of metal cuffs from his glove box.

“Turn the other way and put your hands behind your back, Slave.”

Kathy did as told. She could feel the cold steel encircling her wrists moments before she heard the soft snick of the locks engaging.

“Face forward!”

Kathy turned back to the front. Jimmy knelt down and pulled her feet together. The other pair of cuffs went around her ankles. She was not going anywhere now.

Jimmy pulled the seat belt across her body and secured it. As he leaned across her he took the opportunity to grope her breasts. Stoically she sat there as Jimmy stroked and pinched her tits. Against her will she felt her nipples begin to stiffen. Seeing the small mounds on her chest, Jimmy grinned in her muzzle.

Jimmy stood up and closed the door. Getting into the car, he fired it up and backed out of the driveway. In ten minutes he was on the interstate.

“Only twenty minutes to our exit. Then about fifteen minutes to the cabin. Once we get there the real fun starts,” Jimmy informed Mrs. Vulpine.

Kathy sat in silence as the miles rolled by. Her ass still stung slightly from her paddling, but the pain was mostly gone. She was predominantly concerned about what would happen when they got to their destination.

For his part Jimmy was silent as he concentrated on the road. He knew if he thought too much about the sexy vixen beside him he would crash before he got to the cabin.

Jimmy turned off the interstate and onto a two lane back road. Shortly after that he turned onto a dirt road leading deep into the woods. At the end of the dirt road in a small clearing was the cabin.

The cabin was a large log cabin. Two stories were visible through the trees. A porch wrapped around the entire front and two sides of the cabin. It was topped with a slate roof. This was no neglected ramshackled place but a well maintained serious vacation home.

Jimmy stopped the car at the front door and got out. Kathy sat silently awaiting his instructions. Jimmy went inside and closed the door. She could see lights going on inside the cabin through the windows. After about ten minutes Jimmy returned.

He had changed his clothes. Instead of the jeans and polo shirt he had worn to school he was dressed in black leather pants and vest. He had also replaced his running shoes with leather boots.

Jimmy opened the passenger door to the car. Reaching in, he unlocked the metal cuffs on her ankles and placed them back into the glove box. He undid the seatbelt and helped her out of the car.

“Follow me!” Jimmy briskly ordered Mrs. Vulpine.

Jimmy led Kathy around the corner of the cabin and to the edge of the woods at the back of the clearing. Standing alone there was a silver metal box three feet by three feet by three feet bolted down to a slab of concrete. Small air holes ran just under the top of the box. A small sliding door was set in the side about six inches below the top. The top itself was hinged on one side. The other side had a clasp secured with a large padlock.

Jimmy grabbed Mrs. Vulpine by the scruff of her neck and forced her to kneel beside the box. He slid open the small door in the side. Turning away from the box, he dropped his pants and squatted. Kathy could hear a short stream of liquid strike the metal inside of the box.

Jimmy grabbed Kathy by the scruff of her neck again and forced her muzzle through the small door. Her senses were assaulted by the stench of skunk spray. She tried desperately to pull her muzzle out of the hole, but Jimmy kept pushing her face up against the box. Her eyes watered at the acrid scent.

Just as Mrs. Vulpine thought she would lose her lunch, Jimmy yanked back on her fur and threw her to the ground. She lay on her back gasping for fresh air. Foam covered her muzzle.

When her struggles subsided some, Jimmy reached down and grabbed Mrs. Vulpine’s left ear tightly and forced her to look at him.

“In case you did not guess, my parents don’t believe in descenting. They call it ‘unnatural’. It works to my advantage now. I’ve been coming up here for the past couple of weeks to practice my spraying. I can drop my pants, turn and spray a moving target twenty feet away in less than half a second.”

Jimmy paused for a moment to let the implications of his words sink in.

“And if I have to do that it won’t be the end for you. You’ll be brought out here at 10 in the morning and put in this box. The sun will just be starting to hit it then. The temperature will rise to over 105 degrees by the time you get out at three. But the heat will be the least of your worries. As soon as you are in, I’ll open the door and spray. Not the little bit I just did, but a full stream. I’ll get it all over your fur and the inside of the box. And with the top locked down, you’ll have nowhere to go. You’ll have to sit there in the stench for five hours. And I will make it a point to ‘refresh’ my spray around noon as well.”

Kathy was so terrified she actually began to shake. She could imagine what it would be like to be forced into the box and sprayed at close range. Worse, she would probably lose all control of her body if she had to sit there in the heat and stench for five hours. All she knew was she was not going to make this young male mad enough to carry out his threat.

Jimmy watched his captive slave tremble in fear at his feet. The sight made him euphoric. For the first time he truly felt like an alpha male and a Master.

“Get up!” he ordered his Slave.

Kathy struggled to her feet. The cuffs on her wrists made it difficult to stand. Jimmy made no effort to help her. Indeed, he seemed to revel in her helplessness. When she was standing unsteadily on her feet again, Jimmy pointed to the back door of the cabin. She began walking, and he followed her to the cabin.

The back door opened into a small mudroom. A short hallway across from the door led into the main part of the cabin. There were two doors on the right side visible from the back door. At the far end of the hallway Kathy could see an open area and the kitchen.

Jimmy removed her cuffs and hung them on one of the pegs of a coat rack. He led her past the utility room door and stopped at the second doorway. He pointed inside the doorway to a full bathroom.

“You have fifteen minutes to take care of things and make yourself presentable. There is a fur grooming kit in the medicine cabinet. Make sure you get your muzzle and hair taken care of. If I don’t like the way you look when you come out I’ll whip you for a punishment. Do I make myself clear, Slave?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Then get to work. When you are done, join me in the Great Hall.”

Kathy went into the bath room and closed the door. Briefly she rested her forehead against the door frame. She was still shaken and frightened by what had happened a few minutes ago.

Realizing she had to hurry, she stood up and got to work. She shucked her clothes quickly. A quick trip to the toilet took care of her bladder and bowels. She removed the debris from her clothes and dropped it into the trash can. She opened the medicine cabinet and as promised inside was a first rate fur grooming kit. Jimmy apparently wanted his slave to look good.

She ran the coarse brush over her body fur and through her hair to get out the leaves and other debris she had picked up while rolling around on the forest floor. She dropped the junk into the trash can beside the vanity.

She looked in the mirror. Dried saliva was collected on her muzzle. She had been licking furiously and drooling while her face had been buried inside the box. The memory brought back a brief wave of nausea. A little soap and water took care of the dried saliva.

Kathy next used the coarse comb to remove tangles and matted hair from her fur and hair. Satisfied with the results, she took out the fine brush and some fur spray and worked over her fur until it glistened. The fine comb and some hair spray put her hair back into shape. A quick look in the full-length mirror hanging on the door showed she looked good again. She quickly put on her clothes and left the bathroom.

Jimmy had been pacing nervously in the Great Hall from the open kitchen to the dining room/living room area. When he was alone like this he was still very nervous about what he was doing. What would he do if Mrs. Vulpine did not cooperate? She could always go to the police later and have him arrested. What if things went bad? How would he handle it? Could he handle it?

The opening of the bathroom door interrupted his thoughts. He quickly dove for the couch and assumed a casual attitude - sitting with his right arm along the back of the sofa and his legs crossed. With feigned indifference he watched as his captive vixen walked across the Great Hall to where he sat by the far wall. She was drop dead gorgeous.

Kathy walked across the hardwood floor to where she saw Jimmy sitting on a couch. As she drew closer, she caught sight of what lay on the coffee table in front of him.

There were five leather cuffs and a single large collar. Each cuff was made from one-inch wide leather strips with a heavy brass buckle on one end. One-inch diameter brass rings with twist snaps were affixed to the straps as well. When secured to the victim, the rings would be opposite the buckles. All five cuffs were about ten inches long with several holes to allow proper sizing of the cuffs to the victim. Each buckle also had a small clasp and ring for locking the cuff in place. Two of the cuffs were connected by a eighteen inch long piece of lightweight chain running between their rings.

The collar was close to three inches wide. Not only would it provide a firm anchor for securing the victim, it would also help hold her head and neck immobile. Three one-inch brass rings had been set in the collar at the front and both sides. The large locking brass buckle at the back also had a smaller ring hanging from it.

Kathy stopped in front of the young male skunk and stood waiting his instructions. Silence reigned for several seconds as she nervously shifted from foot to foot before he gave the expected order.

“Strip!”

Even though she knew it was coming, Kathy nonetheless hesitated for a moment. Then her paws went to her jacket and slid it off her shoulders. She let it drop to the floor at her feet. She undid the buttons of her blouse and pulled it free of her dress. It too fell to the floor.

Next she undid the buttons at the back and sides of her dress. It slid down over her long legs to fall to the floor in a crumpled heap. She used her toes to remove her leather shoes. She was left standing there in her panties and bra.

“Toss your clothes over into the corner. You won’t be needing them again for a long time,” Jimmy commanded.

She kicked her clothes and shoes into the corner to her right. Jimmy nodded for her to continue disrobing. Her paws went behind her and undid the clasps of her bra. She slip it off her shoulders and down her arms. As she tossed the bra into the corner, Jimmy got his first view of her large, shapely breasts. They were everything he had expected and more. The other teenage males would have given a lot for his view.

Taking a deep breath, Kathy reached down and pulled her panties down over her legs and tail. She tossed the last shred of her clothing into the growing pile of cloth in the corner. Done with her task, she stood before the young male totally naked awaiting his next desire. Her head dropped and her tail lay flat on the ground in defeat.

For his part Jimmy sat back and took in the delicious site of the naked vixen before him. It was the first time he had ever seen a naked female with the exception of the times when his young sister had run across the living room. Those simply did not count. The fact that this older vixen was the object of so many lustful teenage male fantasies only made it sweeter. Jimmy sat savoring the moment as he felt pressure building in his crotch.

Jimmy stood and walked over to his naked prize. Unconsciously Kathy tried to cover herself. A soft tap on her wrist by her Master brought her arms back down to her sides. Jimmy walked around her, letting his left paw roam freely over the beautiful vixen’s body. When he got behind her, he said, “Lift your tail up and look straight ahead .”

Kathy complied with her Master’s order. She brought her tail up until it lay as flat as possible against her back. Jimmy used the toe of his right foot to spread her legs a bit further apart. He continued walking around her, stroking her back and tail until he stood on her right side. Suddenly he dropped to his right knee and ran his hand over her slit.

Kathy involuntarily shivered at the feel of Jimmy’s paw running over the lips of her pussy. A stifled moan escaped her muzzle. Jimmy withdrew his hand. His paw fur glistened with his slave’s dew. He grinned up at her. She could see the flash of white teeth out of the corner of her eye.

Jimmy stood up and continued his examination of his trophy vixen. Standing in front of her, he gently stroked her breasts. Emboldened by Mrs. Vulpine’s soft moans, he grasped the twin orbs and gently squeezed them. He could feel her nipples push against the palms of his paws as they began to harden. Reluctantly, Jimmy stopped.

Kathy was surprised to feel Jimmy’s paws leave her breasts. He had been sending electric thrills through her body as he gently kneaded her tits. Opening her eyes, she saw Jimmy bending over the coffee table and understood why he had stopped.

Jimmy picked up the collar first. He moved to stand behind Mrs. Vulpine.

“Tail down!” he ordered her.

Jimmy lifted the collar up over Mrs. Vulpine’s head and lowered it to encircle her neck with the supple leather. He pulled it tight and secured the buckle at the back of her neck. He withdrew a small padlock from his pants’ pocket and snapped it into place. Now the collar was on until he decided to remove it. He adjusted the position so that the front ring was centered just under Mrs. Vulpine’s jowls. That left the two side rings hanging just in front of her shoulders and the buckle even with her spine. It had taken a lot of effort to find out her neck size, but it was paying off now. The collar fit her perfectly.

Jimmy returned to the coffee table and selected the two cuffs joined together with the short chain. Kneeling in front of Mrs. Vulpine, he had her raise each foot for him so he could secure the cuffs about her ankles. Two more small padlocks appeared from his pants’ pockets to lock them in place. Hobbled by the chain, Mrs. Vulpine would not be going anywhere fast.

Jimmy next selected two of the remaining cuffs.

“Put your arms straight out!” he commanded Mrs. Vulpine.

Kathy did as instructed. Jimmy paused a moment to admire the sight of his vixen’s chest. Lifting her arms up had also pulled up her breasts and thrust them at him. Briefly he considered playing with them again, but he knew other things awaited them tonight. Besides, he had all Spring Break for sucking on Mrs. Vulpine’s nipples.

Jimmy secured the cuffs to Mrs. Vulpine’s wrists and locked them in place. He pulled her wrists up to the collar and secured the cuffs to the two side rings with the snaps. She was now forced to stand with her arms in front of her and her paws pressed against the bottom of her jaw.

Jimmy returned to the coffee table and picked up the final cuff. He walked behind her and grabbed her tail off the floor. Holding it tautly straight out from Mrs. Vulpine’s body, Jimmy secured the final cuff about her tail eighteen inches from the tip. He lifted up her tail and secured the snap to the ring below the buckle. Her tail was now secured immobile against her back.

Jimmy dropped down to his knees. Using his paws, he gently spread Mrs. Vulpine’s legs as far as the chain would allow. Like so many young male skunks, Jimmy was an ass fur. He took advantage of his slave’s position to run his paws over her flanks, the back of her thighs and under her tail.

Kathy closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. It did not help much. She could still feel Jimmy’s paws running through her ass fur. She could also feel his hot breath on her lower back. Several times he dived into her butt crack and brushed against her anal ring. Each time she gave a little jump at the intrusion.

Jimmy enjoyed himself for several minutes. He even went so far as to carefully spread his prize’s ass cheeks to get a good look at her tail hole. She had wriggled deliciously as he probed her crack.

The last thing Kathy expected was what Jimmy asked her when he stood up.

“Are you hungry?” he inquired.

Momentarily confused, she could only nod her head yes. In fact she was famished. She had eaten little that noon, and it was getting late for her to have dinner. Her stomach seconded the thought of food with a very audible rumble. Jimmy actually smiled and laughed at the noise.

Jimmy removed a coiled leather leash from his vest pocket and snapped one end to the ring at the front of her collar. He led her over to a rough hewed post holding up the beam marking the transition from the kitchen to the living room area and dropped the loop at the end of her leash onto a large hook embedded in the post.

Jimmy went into the kitchen and began preparing dinner. He took out eggs, meat and vegetables from the refrigerator and lined them up on the counter top. He also got out a large mixing bowl, two smaller bowls, a medium skillet, several knives and a whisk. He put the skillet on the range top and started heating it.

“What would you like in your omelet, Mrs. Vulpine?” Jimmy asked.

Kathy selected some sausage, onions, red peppers and green peppers. Jimmy chopped up her ingredients and placed them in one of the smaller bowls. He then selected some ham, onions and peppers for his own omelet. After cutting up his fixings, he placed them into the other small bowl and set them aside. He quickly cracked six eggs and whisked the yolks and whites together in the larger bowl.

While he was working Jimmy tried to keep up some small talk with his teacher about what was happening at school. Kathy was struck by the surrealistic quality of what was happening. She was standing naked, bound and leashed in a cabin in the middle of the woods discussing the latest athletic event at school with a young male skunk who would no doubt be raping and torturing her later that night. Nonetheless she tried to please her new Master. After all, if she did not he would no doubt express his displeasure with a whip or worse.

Jimmy poured some oil into the now hot skillet. He added half the egg mixture to the pan. As it cooked he added his omelet fixings. When the omelet was done he got a plate out of an upper cabinet and skillfully deposited the omelet onto it.

While the skillet reheated Jimmy asked Mrs. Vulpine what she would like to drink. She selected milk from the available offerings. Jimmy brought out a gallon of whole milk and set it on the counter beside the cook top. He poured the rest of the egg mixture into the skillet and quickly cooked her omelet.

When it was done Jimmy proceeded to break up Mrs. Vulpine’s omelet into small pieces. She frowned, wondering what the youngster was doing now. Her question was soon answered. He picked up a the skillet, a large spoon and the milk and walked to the corner of the kitchen. Kathy had not noticed the two bowls sitting on the floor. One said PET FOOD and the other PET DRINK. Jimmy proceeded to spoon the omelet into the food bowl. When he was done, he poured the milk into the drink bowl.

After returning the skillet and milk to the counter, Jimmy walked over to Kathy. From out of his vest pocket he extracted a six-inch chain with small metal rings at each end. He unsnapped her wrists cuffs and attached the snaps to the ends of the chain. She could now hold her wrists about a foot apart. Jimmy grabbed the end of the leash off the hook and led her over to the pet dishes.

“On your hands and knees!” he commanded her.

Kathy did as told. She looked back up at Jimmy, but he forced her head around with a paw until she was staring at the omelet in the pet food dish.

“Eat!”

Kathy closed her eyes. This was degrading! Being treated like a common family pet. She would not do it!

The sting of the first lash brought her eyes flying open. Jim had taken the end of the leash and brought it done hard on her left flank. She looked back up at him. He simply pointed at the bowl. As she hesitated, Jimmy brought the end of the leash down on her unprotected ass again. Getting the message, Kathy lowered her head and took her first bite.

“Good! Tomorrow I will give you five lashes with a whip for failing to follow my orders tonight. For now, I want you to eat and drink everything. Is that clear?”

Kathy paused briefly in her chewing.

“Yes, Master,” she replied.

Jimmy picked up his omelet form the counter top and placed it on the table. He filled a glass with milk and placed it beside the plate. He also got a fork from the drawer.

Jimmy pulled out a chair and turned it to face Mrs. Vulpine. Jimmy sat down. From his vantage point he had a clear view of her rising and falling body as she ate. He picked up his own plate and began to eat.

Kathy stole a look back through her legs. She could clearly see Jimmy framed by her thighs. That also certainly meant he had a clear view of her own most private parts. The large bulge in his pants confirmed that guess. She returned to eating her dinner and tried not to think about what was happening too much. But the thought of the young male staring at her ass worried her.

After he was done, Jimmy stood up and placed his plate and glass in the sink. He knelt beside Mrs. Vulpine and inspected her plates and person. She had finished most of the omelet and milk. Her muzzle and breasts had omelet and milk in their fur. He would take care of that in a moment.

“Lick your dishes clean, Slave!” he ordered her.

Again Mrs. Vulpine’s muzzle dropped. She worked her long, supple tongue around the interior of both dishes. Jimmy watched appreciatively. He had plans for that tongue. For now, though, he just made sure she cleaned the bowls as instructed.

When she was done, Jimmy lifted Mrs. Vulpine to her feet and led her back to the post. This time he positioned her with her back to the post and left her arms hanging down in front of her. He gripped her upper arms with his paws and pressed her back firmly against the post.. As Jimmy’s muzzle drew ever closer to her own, Kathy tried to draw back, but her head met the unyielding post. She had nowhere to go.

Jimmy’s tongue snaked out and began to gently lap Mrs. Vulpine’s muzzle. With each caress of his tongue he removed a little of the food from her fur. Uncertain what to do, Kathy froze. Jimmy gently worked his tongue over her entire muzzle coming back nose-to-nose with her.

Seeing some food on his muzzle, Kathy shot her tongue out to remove it without thinking. Jimmy grinned at his slave. Tilting his head, he brought his muzzle down to hers and began to passionately kiss her. She responded in kind. When Jimmy’s tongue forced its way into her mouth her own tongue eagerly greeted it.

After a few minutes of French kissing Jimmy dropped his head and began to lick the food from his slave’s neck and collar. Kathy leaned back in bliss and moaned loudly, not caring if this young male knew he was exciting her or not. Jimmy worked his way lower until he came to her food covered breasts. He switched from small, quick licks to long, slow laps. His lower jaws grazed against her stiffening nipples as they popped through her breast fur.

Jimmy continued licking Mrs. Vulpine’s tits clean. By the time he was done her nipples stood a good half-inch proud of her fur. Jimmy lowered his muzzle further and one by one licked and sucked the pink pillars she presented him. Her appreciative moans showed she did not mind his ministrations.

Jimmy stood back up straight. His vixen was slumped against the post, but the dreamy look in her eyes spoke volumes.

“I think it’s time to go upstairs to the bedroom,” he said.

Jimmy’s words shocked Kathy back to some semblance of reality. She realized the young skunk was about to rape her for the first of what no doubt would be many times. He reattached her wrist cuffs to her collar. Leading her by the leash, he took her to the stairs and up to the second floor. She had some difficulty navigating the stairs with her hobble, but was able to go slow and not fall. Jimmy lead her down the hallway to the back of the cabin and the master bedroom.

Jimmy opened the door. Inside two small lamps illuminated a king size bed flanked by two small night stands. In the gloom Kathy could just make out two bureaus on either side of the bed and a door to what she presumed was the bathroom. She also could see a hope chest at the foot of the bed.

Jimmy left her standing by the doorway and entered the room. He took out a lighter from one of the night stands and began moving around the room lighting a large number of candles placed on the bureaus and hope chest. When he was done the room was well lit by candlelight. Jimmy turned back the bed and removed the pillows, blanket and top sheet leaving just the bottom sheet on top of the mattress.

Jimmy returned the lighter to the night stand and stood beside the bed on the side closest to Mrs. Vulpine.

“Come here, Slave!”

Kathy walked the eight feet to Jimmy. It felt like the longest walk she had ever made. The last time she had been a naive, starving young girl. This time she knew what would happen to her. She was afraid, but the consequences for not doing what she had agreed to were too great. She meekly stood before the horny male skunk and bowed her head.

Jimmy undid the snaps holding her wrists to her collar. He also knelt down and removed the chain hobbling her legs. Then he positioned her on her hands and knees in the middle of the bed. Her leash was replaced by a metal chain running to an eyebolt firmly driven into the wall. Jimmy forced her arms together but spread her knees wide so she was almost squatting down. Finally he used the two snaps on her wrist cuffs to doubly secure her wrists together.

Jimmy left the bed to go to one of the bureaus. Kathy watched over her right shoulder as he extracted a large, old-fashioned fur brush from a drawer. The body was made from oak that had almost blackened with age. The elliptical head was a good four inches wide and six inches long. It transitioned to a tapered rounded handle almost eight inches long with a large knob on the end. The bristles themselves appeared to be made from some fairly stiff material. They were close to an inch long.

Jimmy returned to the bed and kneeled beside her left flank.

“Look straight forward, Slave.”

Kathy picked a spot on the wall and concentrated on it.

Jimmy gently brushed Mrs. Vulpine’s hair off her back and over her right shoulder with his right paw.

“You will remain perfectly still and quiet while I brush your fur.”

Jimmy began to move the brush over Mrs. Vulpine’s shoulders. Stroking her fur with the brush, he proceeded to move lower down her back. Under his gentle touch Kathy began to relax.

Jimmy continued down his vixen’s back until he reached her flanks. He worked the outside of her thighs with the brush. He could feel her move underneath his brushing as he shifted to her inner thighs. Now Jimmy felt Mrs. Vulpine was ready to try something he had read in one of the many S&M stories he had downloaded from the Internet.

Jimmy turned over the brush so the bristles pointed up. In one smooth, slow stroke he drew the brush over Mrs. Vulpine’s pussy and along her ass to the very base of her tail.

As the story had predicted, the effect was electric. Jimmy could see Mrs. Vulpine’s eyes fly open and her head snapped up. Her muzzle opened and a near scream erupted from her as waves of electricity ran from her groin directly into her brain’s pleasure center. Jimmy just grinned as she writhed under his stroke.

“You were told to remain still and quiet, Slave!” he reminded her. “Since you did not, you will now be punished.” Jimmy turned the brush over again. He raised it high and brought the wooden back down hard on Mrs. Vulpine’s exposed ass. The blow sent a sting through her already sensitive butt. She quickly tried to control herself before Jimmy struck again. She grabbed the sheets in her paws and succeeded in quieting herself down for the moment.

“Let’s try that again.”

Even knowing what was to come did not help. As the brush trailed over her now wet slit it grazed her clit. The sensations of pleasure emanating from her pussy were so intense they left her laying on her stomach gasping for air.

“I said, ‘Remain perfectly still and quiet while I brush your fur’! Can’t you follow even this simple an order?”

Jimmy pushed down on Mrs. Vulpine’s prone body just above her tail. Forcing her to remain down on the bed, he used the hairbrush to deliver a rapid series of five quick smacks to her butt. Her eyes began to water at the pain, but her pussy throbbed with pleasure.

Jimmy released her and ordered her, “Resume your position!”

She got up on unsteady limbs and tried her best to stay still. Her will broke halfway through the stroke of the brush when she experienced an incredibly intense orgasm. Her juices flowed out of her pussy and soaked the brush bristles. As the brush meandered up the crack of her ass and over the base of her tail, she once again collapsed to the bed.

Jimmy watched the reaction of his slave with glee. He was truly enjoying this dance of pleasure and pain. He did not even bother to say anything. He applied the first four strokes with the fur brush bristles first. They penetrated Mrs. Vulpine’s fur and stung her flesh. As importantly to Jimmy, they left clearly visible wet outlines in her fur. The next eight strokes were delivered with the wooden backside of the brush to both her flanks.

Kathy looked back over her left shoulder. Jimmy simply motioned her to get back up. Knowing there was nothing else she could do, she complied. This time he started the brush near her belly button. She tried to pull away from it, but her Master followed her arching body as it raised up from the bed. She had reached her second orgasm of the night before the brush moved off her clit. Her third orgasm came as it trailed over her ass hole. She collapsed again in a ball of fur.

Jimmy pulled Mrs. Vulpine’s legs out from underneath her and forced them flat against the bed. Once again he used the brush on her, this time covering the outside of her thighs and calves with a series of short, stinging blows.

When he was done Jimmy grabbed Mrs. Vulpine by the base of her tail and manhandled her back up onto her knees. He did not even bother trying to get her back onto her hands but instead ran the brush over her groin for the fifth time that night. She screamed at the top of her lungs as she orgasmed yet again and would have fallen over except for Jimmy’s strong grip on her tail.

This time Jimmy held Mrs. Vulpine by her tail and worked the brush over her inner thighs. By the time he was done it felt like her entire body below the waist had gone to sleep and was only just now starting to wake up.

Jimmy examined his handiwork. Mrs. Vulpine’s pussy and inner thighs were soaked, her fur matted tight to her skin. A pool had collected underneath her belly as well. He could continue his fun, but he was very worried she would pass out on him. Her breathing was already very ragged. He briefly considered stopping and just going to sleep now, but he had his own needs to which to attend. He would finish his plans for the evening.

The first clue Kathy had of what was happening was when she felt something brush up against her pussy lips. Suddenly she felt something long and hard probing her innermost recesses. Jimmy had reversed the brush and was now using the wooden handle as a dildo. She cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he repeatedly thrust it deep into her cunt as various angles.

For his part Jimmy was enjoying himself as he probed the mysteries of this female’s pussy. He used the handle and his left paw to spread her wide open so he could look down into the secret of her womanhood. He was able to get some idea of where her inner passage was and where she felt pleasure and pain within the darkness of her slit.

Kathy cried out again as she reached the summit of her fifth orgasm. By now it was more a series of inarticulate loud gasps than a real cry. She was close to passing out, but Jimmy was not done with her for the night quite yet.

Jimmy left the brush handle buried in Mrs. Vulpine’s pussy. Reaching down, he covered his right paw in the juices collected on the sheet. He reached up and began slathering them on Mrs. Vulpine’s tail hole.

Even in her semi-conscious stupor Kathy felt Jimmy’s paw on her anal ring. She felt the cool dampness as he applied some fluid to her butt. She stirred briefly in protest as she felt first one and then two fingers slide into her rectum. A quick slap with Jimmy’s free hand on her thigh put an end to that. When he was done Jimmy removed the fur brush handle from her cunt. It left an empty feeling in her, but Jimmy was about to take care of that problem.

Ready at last, Jimmy kneeled behind Mrs. Vulpine and dropped his pants. Out sprang his fully erect cock. He reached down and guided the tip to the center of Mrs. Vulpine’s pink rose. She stirred briefly again as she felt him rub against her anal ring, but did not try to pull away. Grasping her pelvis firmly in both paws, Jimmy started to push forward and force his stiff cock up Mrs. Vulpine’s ass.

To Kathy it felt like someone had taken a red hot poker and jammed it up inside her. She cried as her anal ring was steadily forced ever wider by the probing cock of the young male skunk. She tried desperately to relax her muscles, but she was only partially successful. Thankfully the pressure soon stopped building as he got his tip fully inside her and paused for a moment.

Jimmy waited until he felt Mrs. Vulpine’s tail hole begin to relax. It was incredible how tight she was and how great it felt. Reaching down, he gathered up pussy juices from her cunt lips and thighs and coated his stiff shaft. When he was done he slowly began pushing forward again. He went very slowly to stop from cumming immediately, but he still barely was able to hilt his dick in her ass.

Jimmy waited until his own body calmed down some before beginning to pull back out. He went slowly again to limit the amount of stimulation coming from his prick. He seemed to be getting a little more used to the grip of Mrs. Vulpine’s ass hole on his dick. He was able to thrust back in again without having to stop.

Kathy felt Jimmy hilt himself into her ass again. This time he did it with some authority. She could feel his balls bounce against her belly. He again withdrew and thrust deep into her.

As Mrs. Vulpine’s anal muscles were able to relax over the course of several minutes, Jimmy was able to thrust more easily. He picked up the tempo. Mrs. Vulpine began to respond as she felt herself mounting to yet another orgasm. With a final hard thrust Jimmy buried his cock into her butt. His head came up, and he cried out in pleasure as his balls let loose and flooded the inside of Mrs. Vulpine’s rectum. Wave after wave of hot cum filled her ass. She responded with cries of her own as her body shook with the thrills of her sixth orgasm.

Jimmy collapsed on top of Mrs. Vulpine. His weight forced her down onto the bed. They lay coupled together as Jimmy’s cock slowly shrank. At last it pulled out of her ass with a small pop. A thin line of jism trailed out of her tail hole and down her inner thigh, testament to the generous amount he had dumped into her read end.

They lay together for a few minutes more. Jimmy got up and went to the bathroom to clean up. When he returned he took Mrs. Vulpine into the bathroom and had her take a quick shower after removing her collar and cuffs. The towels and fur drier removed the water from her fur. While she was finishing drying, Jimmy replaced the bottom sheet of the bed. He was glad he had put a plastic sheet underneath the cotton sheet. He also replaced the pillows, top sheet and blanket in preparation for sleep.

When Mrs. Vulpine came out of the bathroom she found him already in bed. He motioned her to take the open side of the bed. He attached a light metal chain choker collar to her neck and ran a light chain up to a D ring in the headboard. Briefly he nuzzled her neck fur around her collar. She responded with some passionate licks of her own.

As they drifted off to sleep, Jimmy could not help but think of the many wonderful things that would fill the rest of his Senior Spring Break with his Pet Teacher.

The End