"Lay down!" Jackson ordered, his finger pointing at the couch before which he and Limon now stood.
The fox already suspected what awaited him, but still did as he was told and laid down on the huge sofa that was specifically designed to sustain an entire bear family, even though the crumpled and flattened cushions suggested otherwise. When he saw up, Limon could only see Jackson's tremendous rump, which was about to come down and crush him into the upholstery.
"Augh! Hurrrg...arrghhh..."
With a sigh the fat bear sat down and felt how the small desert fox twitched below him until his settling weight rendered him immobile. He loved the pathetic noise that Limon made when he bottomed him out! Grinning deviously, the bear shuffled back and forth on his butt until he sat comfortably on the compressed body of his guest. Then he snatched a controller from the coffee table and powered up the console for a gaming session.
Meanwhile Limon gasped for air under Jackson's heavy ass. The huge butt almost covered his entire body, merely his legs and head still poked out from underneath the staggering bear! The fox had trouble to breath and his whole torso hurt horribly under the weight, but he still tried to remain quiet. Limon had to learn the hard way that Jackson preferred to play his games in silence!
After a while Jackson reached for his father's cigarette box and lit one. He'd been taking them for months now and no one ever noticed. And his docile seat cushion surely wouldn't dare to sell him out! With pleasure he listened to Limon's pitiful efforts to suppress his pained groans. In an especially vile way the bear lad scooted back and forth to torture his fox a little and to coax more of these entertaining sounds out of him.
Limon felt a dull throbbing in his skull and a severe burning in his small chest, while Jackson compressed it. At the same time his tenuous stomach gave way under the enormous weight and got downright flattened by the bear butt. His scrawny arms were trapped helplessly and wouldn't have been able to lift Jackson up anyways, even if his hands could have grabbed more than just the bear's ample curves. Limon was completely at Jackson's mercy and he knew he would not escape this situation until the bear would allow it!
"Open your mouth, Limon," Jackson suddenly spoke, while he puffed out a white cloud of smoke. The fennec did as he was told and opened his muzzle as far as he could with a groan, while Jackson's weight squeezed the air out of his lungs. "Good fox..." he said, taking the cigarette from his lips , before he let it hover over Limon's open maw. With the flip of a finger, a little dab of the burned ash fell down into Jackson's makeshift ashtray.
The ash landed on Limon's tongue and then rolled down into his throat, where it mixed with saliva and eventually unfolded its intensive aroma to the fullest. The desert fox had to cough, which resulted in the bear, that sat on him, to rock up and down on his crushed body in a more than painful way. Limon tried to calm down and swallowed the ash. The strong, smoky taste, though, lingered in his mouth.
The bear on top of him grumbled, "Be quiet, fox! I'm trying to concentrate here!"
"I'm s-sorry, S-sir..." the breathless fennec gasped.
Jackson tapped his ash off over Limon's muzzle many more times after that, until the cigarette was finally burned down. Though what followed then was far worse than being used as ashtray.
To begin with, Jackson stubbed the cigarette out on the bridge of Limon's nose, which elicited a sniveling, pleading whimper from the poor fox. The hot embers left a burned, black spot on his impeccable, yellow fur. Next the bear forcefully spread Limon's jaws apart with his strong fingers. The fennec barely resisted the intrusion, for every attempt would have been futile anyway. And finally Jackson dropped the butt into his open muzzle and shoved it down into Limon's throat with his thick thumb.
The tiny fennec gagged horribly with the finger in his gullet and his weak hands clung to Jackson's stretched jeans. He tried to twist his head to the side, but the bear kept him in an iron grip and then, suddenly, he noticed a strange scratching that moved down his esophagus. It was the cigarette butt he had swallowed!
"Good fox," Jackson laughed and then finally pulled his thumb out of Limon's throat.
The fennec had to cough even harder than before and wished for nothing ore than a glass of water to sooth his aching throat and to wash down the weird smoky taste in his mouth that didn't want to go away. But the only thing Limon got was Jackson's wrath, which noticeably manifested itself in the form of his strong fingers that grabbed his muzzle and squeezed it tightly shut.
Rumbling, the bear warned, "I think, I told you to be quiet!" Though secretly he found the gagging fox's pitiful struggling below him, as he cut off his air, quite amusing.
The throbbing has evolved into a hammering headache and Limon was already sweating under the bear's warm butt. He yearned for an end of this ordeal. Damn it, he'd already be content with a little breather! But Limon still remembered well what happened the last time he had asked for a break, and he certainly wasn't keen on a repeat performance!
And so the bear didn't budge an inch. It must have been hours during which he didn't get up a single time! Not even to use the bathroom, as Limon had hoped a number of times during his torture. Jackson just kept on playing and playing and playing. At some point Limon stopped to fight the weight. He put his head down to concentrate solely on his breathing, relaxed his body as good as he could and simply let the bear crush him flat. Fatigue surrounded him. The constant weight on his chest that kept him from breathing normally had a much more sedating effect than he deemed healthy.
Then, suddenly, the fennec's keen ears twitched. The doorbell rung and new hope took root within the small fox. Could this be Jackson's parents? Did they come home early? And would the pain finally end now?
"Coming!" Jackson called as he paused the game and, for the first time since he sat down, put the controller out of his hands.
With an idle sigh Jackson slowly stood up and thus took the horrible weight from Limon's exhausted body. Reflexively he sucked air into his empty lungs. After his compressed ribcage could finally expand again after all this time, however, the dire consequences followed instantly in form of a sharp pain. Whimpering Limon held his stomach and tried to calm his hectic breathing. A strange fuzziness swirled around his mind.
Before Jackson went to the door, he turned around and looked down upon the squashed fennec to admire his work. Being used by him in such a way was the best a stupid fox like Limon could ever hope for! The bear smiled mischievously, for he already knew who was waiting on the other side of the door. And he also knew that a tiny hint was enough to completely destroy Limon's last bit of hope for a swift end of his torment. And so he did exactly this, "Looks like my other guest has finally arrived. I hope, you will obey him just as good as me!"
Limon swallowed. Did Jackson really mean... His large ears anxiously folded back as he imagined who might wait outside. Disillusioned he came to the conclusion that this couldn't be Jackson's parents, since they certainly wouldn't knock on the door of their own home!
"J-Jackson... please..." the fox wheezed as he slowly picked himself up again. His entire body hurt and his shoulders and arms were weak. "Please don't... Not in front of someone else," he begged with fear in his eyes.
Jackson hesitated, didn't loose his devious grin, though. "If you ask me properly, I might think about it..."
Limon knew exactly what he had to do! Groaning in pain he rolled off the couch and slumped to the ground. Kneeling before the bear he submissively bowed his head and littered Jackson's massive paws with groveling kisses. "P-please, Sir..." he spoke between his obeisances, "please don't debase me in front of your guest. I'm begging you, Sir!"
The bear briefly chuckled amused, then, though, went to the door and opened without giving Limon an answer.
Oh damn this story is everything. I absolutely love the descriptive detail into the begging and the giving in/attempted acceptance of the situation. I have such a soft spot for lil fennec characters being abused, poor Limon ;__; This is a favorite of mine, excellent work conveying the physical pain and the helpless and powerless feelings of submission to sadism!
Oh damn this story is everything. I absolutely love the descriptive detail into the begging and the
I hope you do more stories! When I'm not in such a tight position I'd love to support you on Ko-Fi, I really enjoyed your writing here! Have a lovely day <3
I hope you do more stories! When I'm not in such a tight position I'd love to support you on Ko-Fi,
