End of Times Prologue
The End of Times
Calyx looked at his best friend Maxxie. The wolf loved having a friend even though he was technically alone. He had been exiled from his pack when his dam had left her pup and the pack for a new Alpha. Maxxie didn't care that he had no pack; she enjoyed having someone other than her sisters to talk to.
Maxxie is the thirteenth born of a litter of seventeen female ferrets. She was in her fourteenth year. Her mother had admitted it was a large litter but 'with twelve different fathers what else could you expect?' her mother had asked her. Her mother had died when her and her sisters turned 6. Abigail, the first born, had declared she was now their mother figure and ever since then, Maxxie had stayed as far from home as she could as often as she could.
The two had been friends before in the way that most young children of any species are. Easy and carefree without a care for hatreds or any notion of wrongfulness in being friends with a member of another species, but after Maxxie's mother had died the two had become extremely close friends - almost inseparable - even though the elders in the town frowned upon their friendship (and thought Maxxie was cursed).
Cal nipped his paw until blood ran freely. He just sat there and watched the blood flow, until Maxxie scampered up his spine and draped her much smaller form over his shoulders.
"Hey Calyx," Maxxie said excitedly, "How has your day been?" she chattered on excitedly about her day in school until she saw the blood trickling down his forepaw. "Calyx!" she gasped. "You promised me you would stop doing that!" He felt tears drip onto his furry shoulder. "I hate it when you break your promises." She quickly jumped from his shoulders and ran deep into the woods. Cal stood and tore a long leaf off a tree to wrap around his paw. He looked off into the trees where Maxxie had disappeared.
Brody watched the small ferret-girl streak through the bushes. "Oooo, Looks like lunch time to me." The large Golden Eagle swooped down silently and followed the young female for a short while. When she came to the edge of a small lake the eagle thought 'now I have her.' But right before he went into a dive for her he saw a flash of black and red to his left.
It was a fennec fox creeping up on his lunch. The larger bird changed direction and headed for the fox. He landed in quietly front of it.
"What do you think you are doing, Fox?" Brody asked. The smaller animal looked at him hostilely.
"The real question is what you think you are doing, Eagle." The eagle snorted.
"I am bigger and smarter than you are, Big Ears. Just turn your little tail around and go back to your den. She is mine."
"That is what you think." The smaller mammal darted into the bushes and ran toward the young ferret-girl. He scooped the surprised young girl into his wiry paws and ran deep into the woods. The eagle immediately shot into the air and began searching the round for them but the brush was too dense for even his great eye-sight to penetrate.
Calyx slowly walked the distance to Maxxie's house. When he got there Jezzebell opened the door. Jezzebell was the twelfth sister.
"Calyx? Where is Maxxie?" She asked.
"I was hoping she had come here." Calyx answered.
"Nope. Did you two fight or something?"
"I pissed her off." He thought for a second. "I might know where she went. If she isn't there I will come back here and tell you." He turned and strode down the short walkway not waiting for her to answer.
'Okay then.' Jezzebell thought to herself as she closed the door.
Maxxie squirmed in the grip of the fur holding her. She couldn't see him; even if she could she wouldn't recognize him. The fur's grip never loosened. He pushed her forward and she fell down face first. He pinned her smaller form to the ground and tied her paws behind her back. She struggled to turn her head. She had almost succeeded when a blindfold came down over her eyes.
"Nuh uh. No peeking." Said a voice from above her prone body. She squirmed as much as she could with the heavier weight on her but it was futile, she couldn't escape. "Calm down before you hurt yourself." The voice said.
"Who are you? What are you going to do to me? Why are you doing this?"
"I am your Master, you will call me nothing but Master. I am going to do whatever I want to. And I am doing this because I OWN YOU!" the last three words were very loud and echoed. Maxxie guessed they were in a cave. Maxxie glared into the blindfold. Then just went limp.
The fur looked down at her then got off her back. "Stay," he commanded as he walked away. Maxxie moved her paws closer together and began examining the cuffs by touch, they were bondage-type handcuffs, the fur had been taken off but they still had the safety release button. She pushed the button on the left cuff with her right hand and, when her left paw was free, did the same with her right paw. When her captor came back she was sitting cross-legged on the cave floor and had taken off the blindfold and gag.
"What do you think you are doing?" The fur asked as he dropped several bondage cords.
"I am sitting here like a good girl. What are you doing?" she asked as she sent him an innocent look.
"I am going to have to beat you for disobeying me."
"Actually you can't." she said
"And why cant I?"
"You can't hurt me because, if you hurt me in any way, you will die."
"And how will that happen?" he asked with an amused look on his vulpine/lycan face.
"My real Master is going to come for me soon. He will rip you apart." She said confidently. He scoffed at that statement. "It is true. He will be here in about..." she thought for a moment, "3 minutes. Think you can punish me before he gets here?"
Calyx ran to the lake where Maxxie had been abducted. He could see back where a small mammal had run through the brush carrying a load. There were ferret-like claw marks on the sand/mud shoreline. He knew instinctively that they were Maxxie's. He decided to follow the trail the small mammal had made.
"She is probably with that creature." He set off following the trail the mammal had made.
Maxxie laughed when the male punched her in the mouth. "Hah," she said, "That was one weak punch." The ferret continued to provoke the fox/wolf mix. "You will have to hit me harder than that to get me to cower before you."
The poor guy didn't know what to do. He was used to his pets or slaves obeying him no matter what. Having a small ferret girl disobey him wasn't a pleasant experience for him. He was lost.
The fennec fox/silver wolf male had made a covering for the door from various still-living tree branches. When that 'doorway' exploded inward he was struck by a hard branch over the head. The dazed animal looked over at the ferret female who was smiling.
"Two minutes, fifty-eight seconds," she giggled. "Didn't I tell you he was coming?" With that the fox/wolf hybrid fainted. Maxxie kissed Calyx's ear. "Wanna have a little fun with him, Pet?" she asked him. He nodded.
"Mistress, why do they always think that I am the Master?"
"Probably because you are a wolf and should be a dominant." She replied. She loved having someone to boss around, especially because he was older than she was. He nuzzled her small ears.
"May I?" he asked as he inclined his head to the form on the floor of the cave. She nodded.
"But I get to watch." She said. She walked into the connecting cavern and Calyx heard her gasp. "Calyx, come here." She ordered him. Calyx obeyed immediately. "How about we tie him up in here then have fun on his bed?" she grinned as she showed him all the toys her captor had. He nodded as his eyes explored rows and rows of shiny metal, shined leather, and colored plastics. Then his eyes reached the latex costumes in various sizes.
He dropped to all fours and trotted over to one of the shelves. He gingerly grabbed one of the dominatrix costumes with his teeth and moved back to his Mistress. He dropped it at her feet and looked up at her as though begging her to wear it. She stroked his head fur as she examined the costume on the floor. Calyx murred when she picked it up. The bright purple would contrast nicely with her dark sable fur.
"Alright, Pet," she kissed his muzzle sweetly then began stripping. "I will wear it." She smiled when he licked her small thigh. "Get the canine ready."
As Calyx tied the male securely to the bondage equipment that was bolted to the wall, Maxxie was slowly working her way into the costume her pet had chosen. The purple contrasted greatly with her beautifully shiny fur. It had metal studs on it in strategic places to keep it from being extremely revealing but it had removable flaps over her breasts and pussy.