"If you find Nox hair in your bedding, you should leave it where it lays and leave immediately. Picking it up is a one-way-ticket to a never ending night."
Noxes Paldeck Entry.
This wise wisdom had never reached Vixys long pointed ears.
Vixy was curling up in his bed after a hard days work playing with the other Pals in the Ranch shedding his valuable fluff for use in his masters many many projects. He loved bothering the other pals in the camp, prodding them and inviting them to play with him. Rarely where his requests ever accepted as the other Pals were often swamped with work that needed to be done. So he would often end up settling with playing with the 3 Maus assigned to the ranch with him. The Maus were not a very playful as their hobbies more often included sleeping, cleaning themselves and more sleeping. But today he had convinced them to play a game of hide and seek. Of course he was the seeker, but he was just happy to have somebody to play with. After a couple of hours searching high and low for the 3 Maus he had found them all sleeping together behind the masters Egg Incubators. Vixy had always been curious as to where Pal eggs came from, obviously they came from Pals but he never knew how. Did Pals make them? Maybe Pals found them? Or perhaps Pals would have the eggs come to them in their sleep? It was often that he would see Pals bringing new eggs to the incubators after a good nights sleep.
He wished he could have his own egg one day, maybe he could find his own while he slept. As he reflected on his day lying in his bed, he began to drift into the relaxing nothing.
But there was an itching on his back, rolling over and checking his bed he finds tufts of blue hair in his bed. Somebody had been in his bed and shed all over it. This was HIS bed! It upset him to know that somebody other than him had been using HIS bed. He was angry, upset and oh so tired. He would deal with this in the morning right now he really needed the sleep.
But sleep never came, he tried for hours, he was very tired but he COULD NOT sleep. He counted Lamballs, he counted to 100, 1000, 10000. But he could not sleep. Nothing he did helped. It had been at LEAST 6 hours now and there was nothing. Why had the sun not come up yet? Surely it would atleast show a sign of rising. But there was nothing only darkness, the moon had not moved an inch since he started. Something was seriously wrong he had to get up and find the source of his insomnia. But he could not move, every attempt he made to move felt like trying to run in a dream, moving but getting nowhere. He was trapped in his own body, there was no way to move. All he could do was wait until this night terror sorted itself out. Waiting, waiting still waiting. How many hours had he been waiting for. 10, 20? He really could not tell, the hours were starting to blur and he was SO tired.
But while lying there he saw something creeping around the corner of his eye a blue dark figure lurking in the dark. It was Nox, being nocturnal of course he was awake at this hour! Nox had to help him, he tried yelling out for the Nox, but he could make no sound, no matter how hard he tries he remained still. But Nox approached him regardless, he must have known something was wrong. He was elated to see the Nox. Finally somebody who could help him and get him to the medical cabinet. He needed help so badly he could cry.
But Nox approached smiling.
The Nox moved up his side sniffing the length of his body. And with a grin on his face positioned his paws onto the Vixys hips moved his crotch over the Vixys tailend and began dry humping. Why was he doing this? What is he doing to me? Time was starting to feel slow again, Noxes erectionless humps began to slow to a crawl. But the feeling remained the same for the Vixy. He could feel the Nox holding him by the hips, he could feel every time he slammed his legs into his, but it felt amplified. What would normally be a feeling of skin contact became a discomforting pain. How long was he going to do this for? Every 30 minutes would be a flesh to flesh slam of discomfort for the Vixy. It was bearable if not upsetting whenever it happened. But each time the Nox slammed himself into him, he could feel something more and more. Something hot, small and wet, something that he would feel harder and harder with each hit. After what must have been 6 hours of slow methodical humping the small wet thing was starting to feel like a considerably larger harder wet thing.
Soon the Nox stopped humping, and just held the length of the wet, hot object against his tailhole. The heat radiating from it was excruciating, it felt like somebody was holding a considerably heated fire poker against his anus. And it was held there for an hour. Vixy was starting to break down, this was all too much for him to bear. Why was this happening to him, why was it SO hot.
What would motivate Nox to hurt him in this way, he was never mean to him. In fact he barely ever saw Nox, they always passed eachother when they were moving in and out of their beds. He wanted to cry so so badly but there was nothing he could do. He wanted to pull away from the iron being held against him but not even a slight movement was possible, all he had was lying in his bed and bearing the perceived pain. But the pain stopped had the poker had been pulled away from his anus? Did the Nox hear his pleas? But as soon as he thought his punishment was finally over. He felt the slimy rod return slowly being pushed in the direction of his hole.
The first strike missing completely and pushing its length up past his hole. The second slow strike hitting just below his exit. But the third was felt. As the Noxes dick pushed into his tailhole, he felt ever microsecond of it. The pushing against his anus, his anus slowly barely giving way, the dick pushing its head into his ass, the immense pain of the tears the Noxes unlubed cock was creating, the feeling of the length moving micrometer by micrometer deeper inside of him. It was overwhelming, if he could of fainted he would have, but he was made to feel it all, every feeling amplified tenfold. And when he felt the Noxes balls slap against his taint hilting himself as deep as he could go. The Nox would pull out and push it in again. There was no mercy, every inch moved felt like a 100 miles. He needed help, the pain was too much, he would do anything to get out of this nightmare. Everybody around him was sound asleep in slow motion, Depresso was not there for him when he needed him most, the Maus trio were all sharing their bed oblivious to the violation that was happening only a meter away. And master slept soundly within his tower that barred entry to all Pals. Nobody would save him. He would have to serve his punishment however long it may take, however many years it may take.
Nox had taken always taken a liking to the Vixy, watching him while he slept at night, he loved seeing him when they passed eachother for bed, he loved his fun loving attitude. He always wished they had more time to play together. Well tonight was going to be the night that they could play for as long as they desired, joined together as lovers their bond was going to deepen more deeply than they could ever dream possible.
For the Nox the first round of breeding was 30 minutes with a 15 minute break after ejaculating the first time, he will be back to try and tie with his partner. This will continue until the night is over, this is when the magic placed upon the bed will wear off, and his breeding partner will be free to roam again. The amount of time a night with Nox takes for the receiver varies greatly, as the Nox is in full control of how fast time moves while breeding.
Particularly self absorbed Noxes may believe themselves to be so great to breed with that they assume that their partner would NEVER want to stop breeding with them and therefor set time movement for their partner to the lowest they can possibly make it.
A night with a Nox is a night you can never forget.
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