After Brandon's departure, Jackson continued to play on the GameStation for quite a while. Maybe even for several hours? For Limon at least it felt like it! While the bear cozily let the day end with some games, Limon had to kneel on the ground and massage Jackson's paws, which he lazily had propped up on the table. The little fox has worked the enormous, black soles not only thoroughly, but also several times already and by now his thumbs began to hurt!
Though, meanwhile also the bear grew tired. "Alright, fox. It's bedtime," Jackson said as he put the controller down and slowly lifted his fat butt from the creaking couch. "Get down on all fours and then carry me to my room!"
With scared eyes and folded ears Limon looked up into the impatiently waiting bear's face. The cowering desert fox swallowed and then lowered his head submissively before he stammeringly began to beg, "P-please, Sir... I can't... I'm exhausted... I can't no more... Please! Could we maybe omit this? Just this one ti--" Limon suddenly stopped when he saw that Jackson crossed his arms in front of his gut and raised an eyebrow indignantly. A further answer was not needed! "Y-yes, Sir..." the fennec whimpered and then quickly lowered himself to his hands to stand in front of the portly bear boy like a riding animal, waiting to be mounted by him.
Jackson didn't waste any time to mount his riding fox and relentlessly sat down with his huge butt on Limon's petite back. In spite of the impudent remark, Jackson let himself fall particularly heavy and hard on the fox on top of that!
"Arrghh!" the tiny fox groaned as he suddenly felt the bear's entire weight rest on him. His back crooked under the load and his scrawny arms and legs trembled severely. Huffing and puffing the small fox struggled to take a few small, shaky steps forward, before he came to a sudden stop. With wide open eyes, Limon realized that the strength of his limbs was not enough to take just one more step, let alone haul Jackson to his room! He felt how the tense muscles in his arms slowly gave in and saw the ground coming nearer. "Ugh... Ugh... Hrgnn! Please, Jackson... Please, please get off! Argh... I... I, hurgh... I can't no more!" Limon pleaded with his last might, though the mean bear didn't even think about it and stubbornly kept sitting on him. "Please, please, please, please, please..." Limon whined softly, before his strength eventually left him.
Completely exhausted, Limon collapsed below Jackson's tremendous butt. His arms and legs slid over the floor and the fox landed hard on his front, which got tortured just hours ago by Brandon and his cleats. Only a split second later Jackson's crushing weight plummeted down on the prostrated fox's body.
"ARGH!" Limon cried with tears in the corners of his eyes when the the falling bear knocked the air out of his lungs. Jackson's sheer mass alone was enough to crush the small fox's insides painfully flat, the fall's momentum did the rest. "Augh... ge-urgh-o-off... Jackson! Ple-eaurgh..." the desert fox whined as he gasped for air and tried to free himself.
But Jackson remained seated on the flouncing and puffing fox with indifference. He should feel what it meant to anger him! This fox was nothing more than livestock! A beast of burden destined to serve those better than him. And Jackson was better than him, without a doubt!
"You think, just because you're a little tired, you don't have to obey me, huh?" the bear rumbled angered as he finally stood up.
Limon desperately begged for mercy, "No! Sir, p-please... I didn't mean to... I'd never! It was an accident, I swear! I just wa-u... Urgh!" Though he was interrupted when one of Jackson's heavy paws landed on his back and sent a wave of pain through his maltreated spine.
"I'll show you what it means to ignore my orders, fox!" he said and then lifted his other foot off the ground to bring it down on Limon's back as well. "Now carry me to my room! Last door down the hall. And woe betide you if you slack or complain!"
Gasping and wailing Limon tried to bring his extremities back under control to crawl forward. The last thing he wanted right now, was to anger the bear even more! If he just wanted, he could seriously hurt him in this position. And thus Limon drove his claws into the carpet and dragged his body over the ground, while Jackson stood on his back like a rock. His weight firmly pressed the fox's belly onto the carpet and the occurring friction burned like fire on Limon's front.
Inch by inch the fennec crawled towards the door that led into the hallway. And upon arriving there, his weak, small body already had to face the next hurdle: The threshold! A small step that, from thus far down and loaded with such a heavy weight, looked invincible. But driven by fear, Limon continued his onerous way. He reached for the door frame and pulled himself through. With his legs he tried to push himself forward and slowly his body slid over the doorstep. And it hurt horribly! His ribs chafed over the ledge and after that the step, with Jackson's help, pushed into his belly.
The bear enjoyed the show with a smirk. He could feel the fox's tense muscles and his tremendous effort below his supple soles and he enjoyed it. He enjoyed to feel how this puny creature suffered under his paws, he enjoyed the fennec's fear and his desperate will to obey to spare himself more pain and he enjoyed how easy it was to force all this on Limon. "I hope, this will be a lesson to you, midget!" he rumbled.
On the floor, Limon overcame the threshold and now crawled through the tiled hall. His claws found less purchase here than on the carpet, but at least the stony ground was smooth enough to slide over it without much friction and feeling the cold tiles on chest and belly was a blessing. Nevertheless it took quite a while and tremendous effort to reach the last door at the end of the hall. When he finally arrived, Limon relaxed his floppy limbs on the cool floor and solely concentrated on catching his breath.
"I hope, next time you'll think twice before you defy me, Limon!" the bear said while he wiped his paws on the fox's back like on a doormat. "For your own good!" he added menacingly and then stepped off the poor feenec to enter his room.
Limon groaned racked with pain as his oppressed spine could stretch again. Then, like a loyal pet, he crawled after the bear into his room. There he waited on his knees while Jackson took off his pants and shirt, before he sat down on his large bed. Naked his fat gut looked even bigger!
"You enjoy what you see, huh?" Jackson commented on the fox's sneaking peek with an arrogant, dry laugh. Then he beckoned Limon closer with one finger. "How about a goodnight kiss, fox?" the bear snickered and then lifted both of his paws to show Limon their huge, black undersides.
Submissively Limon came closer and pressed his snout against Jackson's feet. He kissed the warm soles extensively and nuzzled the bear's hefty toes, while his swift tongue licked over the smooth sole below them. Limon took his time to worship Jackson's paws. He had snubbed the bear more than enough already!
Once Jackson had enough of Limon's groveling kisses, he threw his legs up onto the bed, pulled the blanket up and switched off the light, just like on any ordinary day. In the dark, the desert fox still awkwardly kneeled in front of his host's bed. "W-where can I sleep?" he asked carefully and then flinched when the bear's strong arm shout out of the sheets.
With a deep rumble, Jackson's finger pointed to the ground, right in front of the cowering fox. Further words were not needed!
