RELATIONSHIPS IN RUTWELL FOREST

By Kthanid

With input from SerenaKtty

Chapter 15: Nothin’ But A Hound-Dog

Binky managed to make her way back down to Passion Lake. She walked along the North shore, in search of some sign that might have been posted by the constable of Rutwell Forest, Beuford Bloodhound. She’d grown fond of the Southern cultured gentlefur during their brief tryst. She also had to admit that she’d enjoyed the ‘Arrest procedure’, being frisked and ‘threatened’ with going to jail. Just thinking about it gave her a tiny little thrill. As did the fact that she was walking through the forest without any pants again thanks to Ursula having shredded her shorts. She was feeling particularly naughty and hadn’t even bothered to rearrange her fur to hide her ‘intimate area’. She was a horny little bunny doe looking for trouble.

After an hour of walking along the shore, she came upon a promising sign.

NO SWIMMING

VIOLATORS WILL BE SPANKED

She smiled and looked about but saw no sign of her quarry. The penalty on the sign intrigued her. She was no stranger to coporal punishment. Being a little hell raiser as a fawn had earned her one or two tail warmings. Her curiosity getting the better of her, she strode boldly into the lake ducked under the cool water. She swam and splashed about for a few minutes before she heard the gruff sound of the constable clearing his throat.

“Excuse me, ma’am,” Beuford drawled as he crossed his arms and leaned against the tree to which the warning sign was affixed. “But y’all can read this heah sign, cain’t ya?”

“Wh-whot sahgn?” Binky asked innocently.

“This one heah,” Beuford said in a serious tone as he hooked a thumb toward the sign.

“Oh mah stahs,” Binky said. “Ah had no ahdeah.”

“Ah’ll be needin’ y’all ta come outta th’ water, ma’am.”

“Whah don’t y’all come in heah?” Binky giggled. “It’s nahce an’ refreshin’”

“Don’t make it any harder on y’self, miss Binky,” Beuford said as he went to the water’s edge and held out his hand to her. “Y’all don’t want ta be resistin’ arrest now.”

“Y’all would arrest li’l ol’ me?” Binky asked with a coy smile.

She batted her eyelashes at the Constable, noting that his ‘pouch’ was already beginning to swell. Beuford maintained his stern, reproachful look. Binky swam over to the shoreline in front of him.

“Y’all is breakin’ th’ law ma’am,” Beuford said seriously as he took her hand and helped her out of the water. “Now come along ma’am.”

“Y’all’s still the gentlefuh type, ain’tcha?” Binky said as she took Beuford’s hand and let him help her out of the water.

“Yes ma’am.”

Binky’ fur was slicked down flat against her body, highlighting every subtle curve. Her improvised shirt, which had done little to hide her mammalian charms to start with, was now pasted over the small area it covered. Her nipples, aroused and swollen from both the cold water and from her anticipation, were highly visible through the thin, wet fabric. She caught Beuford admiring her body with warm appreciation in his eyes. She tingled at the thought of being so brashly naked in front of a male and having such an effect on him. Her mother would have been scandalized if she’d known.

Beuford led Binky over to a nearby fallen log. He sat down and patted his lap.

“Assume th’ position, ma’am,” Beuford commanded gently.

A cold shiver of fear ran along Binky’s spine. The moment of truth had come and the constable seemed to be serious. He was really going to spank her. She recalled the last spanking she had recieved from her mother. The experience had not been very pleasant.

“Ah-Alraght,” Binky said, not believing she was actually going to let the constable spank her.

She lay across his lap standing on her tip toes and holding on to his leg. Her tail was clamped down tightly over what little of her bum it covered. She trembled, her heart thudding in her chest as Beuford took hold of her tail and lifted away from her rump. She felt his hand laid gently across her cheeks, caressing them lightly. Her anxiety mixed with confusion. This wasn’t like any spanking she’d had before. She even began to believe that he wasn’t really going to do it.

“Now y’all know whah Ah hafta do this now, don’tcha?” Beuford asked calmly, drawing out her anxious anticipation.

“N-no, suh,” Binky said. “D-do I hafta know?”

“Y’all was swimmin’ in an area clearly marked as no swimmin’.” Beuford said sternly. “The fine is a spanking of the offender or offenders, ten swats.”

Fear laced adrenaline shot through Binky as she felt Beuford lift his hand off her rump. She held onto him tightly and closed her eyes in anticipation. Beuford smiled warmly and made her wait. Binky again entertained the notion that Beuford was just playing with her and that he wasn’t going to really spank her...Then she felt the stinging slap of his hand across her rump-cheeks.

She jumped and clutched at his leg. Her legs trembled and her heart fairly leapt to her throat. The swat had more surprised her than hurt. It stung a little, but not like she remembered her mother’s swats. She panted quickly, anticipating the next swat.

“One,” Beuford announced calmly.

Binky clenched up again. Beuford slowly raised his hand, and waited until just the moment that Binky began to relax.

SMACK!

Binky grunted and held Beuford’s leg tightly. Again, the swat stung but the lingering sensation was almost a pleasant tingle. More, she could feel her cunny becoming wet.

“Two...” Beuford announced.

“Ah...Ah’ve learned mah lesson, s-suh,” Binky whimpered, half hoping he wouldn’t listen to her.

“Afraid not, Ma’am,” Beuford informed her before bringing down yet another stinging slap to her butt. “Three...”

“M-maybe th-they should be h-harder,” Binky said.

She immediately clasped her hands over her muzzle, not believing what had just come out of her mouth. Beuford’s grip on her tail tightened.

“As y’all wish, ma’am,” Beuford grinned as he brought down a swat that stung her cheeks and continued to sting afterward. Binky grunted and squeezed a tear from her eye. She panted urgently and trembled all over. The stinging in her backside warmed her there. She could feel Beuford’s aroused doghood pressing against her belly.

Beuford rained down three hard, sharp swats in rapid succession. Binky’s rump blushed and grew very warm under Beuford’s ministrations. Binky moaned and whimpered, her body sending her conflicting signals of both pleasure and slight pain.

“Th-that’s better,” she moaned.

Another swat, even harder than the rest brought a tear to her eye even as it added to the warm tingling in her ass.

“Y’all...(Smack!! Whimper)...Y’all must’ave had...had practice,” Binky blurted out between swats.

“Nine...” Beuford announced. “All part o’ mah job, miss Bunny...TEN!!”

The last swat lifted her toes from the ground. The sting traveled up the base of her spine. Her trembling legs gave out, leaving her hanging limply over Beuford’s lap. Her rump throbbed sharply and her cunny juices ran down her inner thighs. She also felt a pre-tingling in her sex. She panted and moaned softly. After a minute or two, She stood up on wobbly legs looking very penitent and rubbing her sore backside, finding that she sort of liked the dull, tingling sting.

“Ah think Ah learned mah lesson,” Binky said quietly and respectfully. “How can Ah repay y’all fuh teachin’ me ta respect th’ law?”

“Well...” Beuford said thoughtfully as he leaned back a little so that his prodigious male member was prominently displayed.

Binky smiled and walked up to him. She put her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Beuford caressed her hips and backside. He gave her sore bottom a firm squeeze, making her whimper softly and squirm a little.

“If y’all’s bottom is a maght sore,” Beuford said warmly. “Ah think Ah can fix that.”

“Ah’d lahke that,” Binky panted.

“Put y’all’s hands on th’ log,” Beuford told her as he got to his feet.

Binky did as she was told. Beuford knelt down behind her and began to massage her hips. She felt him liicking across the sore blush on her bottom. Each stroke of his long, warm tongue both excited and soothed the tingling, stinging throbbing in her rump. She moaned and sighed softly.

“Feelin’ a li’l bettah?” Beuford asked.

“Mmmm, yeah,” Binky sighed.

“There anythin’ else needin’ attention?”

Binky looked at Beuford with a warm smile. She looked down at his large poker, licked her lips then looked back up into his eyes.

“How about you?” She asked coyly. “Ah can see somethin’ needin’ ta be attended to. If y’all give me permission.”

“Well...Ah do have this urgent ache,” he said with a glance down at his throbbing lover’s tool.

“Ah’ll make y’all feel bettah in no tahme,” Binky said, barely holding her exuberance in check.

She leaned down and gently played with his furry sack and placed little light kisses on the tip of his shaft of male flesh. Beuford sighed softly as she ran her fingers lightly up and down along his length.

“Mah but y’all do know how ta make a body feel good, miss Binky,” Beuford groaned as she slowly stroked his shaft.

“Whah thank y’all,” Binky smiled. “Must come naturally.”

As Binky continued stroking the constable’s shaft, she noticed the base of it was beginning to swell. She tickled the growing ‘knot’, causing the bloodhound to groan out loud in pleasure.

“Oh Yeahs! Yeahs...Miss Bunny,” Beuford moaned as he panted and clutched at the log. “Oh ma’am... Ah...Ah....”

The constable grimaced and grunted as his creamy love juice gushed from his lover’s tool. The thick gouts of spooge splashed on Binky’s face and chest. Binky lapped at the air, catching some of his liquid passion on her tongue. Beuford’s orgasm slowly abated, leaving him panting with a contented smile on his lips. Binky licked up and wiped off as much of Beuford’s seed as she could get to and rubbed the remainder into her fur.

“Ah...Ah am sorry ma’am,” Beuford said as he watched her clean herself. “Ah didn’t mean to make a mess on y’all.”

“It’s all right,” Binky assured him.

“I thank y’all most kahndly, ma’am,” Beuford said. “Would Ah be outta line, Miss Binky, if Ah was ta say just how purty y’all are?”

“Not at all,” Binky said with a slight blush. “D-do we have ta stop now?”

“Not at all, little ladyfuh,”

Beuford reached out and untied her shirt. Binky smiled shyly as the constable bared her breasts and removed her shirt. Beuford admired her lovely chest and let his eyes rove up and down her form, from her toes to her pretty blushing face.

“Beautiful,” he sighed. “And mahght Ah be so bold as ta observe that y’all has a rahght fine set ‘o tits there, ma’am.”

“Whah thank y’all,” Binky said, thoroughly enjoying being ogled and admired.

Beuford knelt down and fondled Binky’s breasts as he leaned in to place light little kisses on her upper chest. He worked his way down to one nipple, kissing and licking it as Binky caressed his neck and kissed the top of his head. He pinched the nipple of one breast between his teeth and flicked his tongue over it while one hand caressed down over her belly and began to fondle and play with her pussy. Binky sighed and moaned in delight as Beuford’s fingers delved into her slit and danced about her soft, sensitive folds of female flesh.

“Oh suh,” Binky sighed. “Y’all have just th’ nahcest touch.”

“Thank y’all kahdly, Ma’am,” Beuford said as he circled her bunny hole with one finger.

Binky leaned her head back moaning loudly. Beuford slipped his finger just up inside her and continued to circle the rim of the entrance to her tunnel of love. Binky clutched at Beuford’s head as his finger found that special lump with her love tunnel. She felt her pussy ignite with tingling, the sensation building upon itself quickly. Beuford kissed her deeply. Binky returned the kiss their tongues dancing within their mouths.

He slipped a second finger into her and started pumping them in and out, always pressing down on the small lump as they passed over it. Binky began to tremble as she neared release. Beuford felt her getting close and quickened the strokes of his fingers, becoming rapid-fire very quickly. Binky panted softly as she climaxed hard, her legs threatening to fold up under her as hot tingling flooded through her. Beuford continued to pump his finger in her cunny, prolonging her pleasure. As her orgasm began to fade, Binky found herself almost delirious with the sensations she had just felt. She had to have more.

“Take me...”She panted heavily. “Please, Take me, suh!”

“Yes, Ma’am,” Beuford grinned.

Beuford lay Binky down on her back and crawled over her, positioning his aroused houndhood against her sex. With a single thrust he sunk his large throbbing member deeply within her cunny. Binky’s eyes went wide as she felt his hot, throbbing shaft of male flesh fill and stretch her cunny.

“Oh Yeahs!!” Binky cried out in pleasure, humping her hips at his lover’s tool even before the bloodhound had even begun to thrust.

Beuford fought his urge to thrust hard and fast into his smaller lover. He thrust slow and deep, relishing the tight, clinging flesh of her love tunnel. Binky covered his muzzle and cheeks with light, little kisses as his control began to slip. He thrust harder, deeper and faster, the tip of his lover’s tool thumping against the top of her cunny.

Binky could feel the base of his shaft begin to swell as her lover filled her cunny with his hard, hot flesh over and over. She didn’t stop him, wanting to be tied with her lover, to be his and his alone. Beuford drove his shaft full within her as his groin clenched, shooting his seed into his lover’s waiting belly. The base of his shaft swelled tight within her, locking them together. The stretching of her cunny by Beuford’s knot tipped Binky over the edge. She came again, panting and holding him to her.

“Fuck me again,” Binky moaned Spreading her legs wide. “Fuck me hahd, suh!”

“Yes ma’am,” Beuford panted with a broad grin. His hips jerked forward, thrusting his tool sharply into her. His knot prevented his withdrawing from her cunny, but he made the most of the short thrusts he could make, rocking her body and stretching the opening of her sex tightly outward. Binky groaned and panted as another orgasm washed through her. The constrictions of her cunny squeezing his knot tipped Beuford over the edge once more as well. He threw back his head and howled in pleasure as his passion juice gushed into her belly.

Panting mightily, Beuford tried to get up. Unfortunately he and Binky were still tied together.

“Ah’m rahght sorry, ma’am,” he apologized. “Ah do believe Ah’ve gone an’ tied with y’all again.”

“That’s all rahght,” Binky panted lustily. “Ah’m in th’ mood ta play t’day. Ah’m jus’ getting started.”

Beuford grinned broadly and rolled to his back, rolling Binky up on top of him.

“‘Course, If’n y’all wanna stop,” Binky said, rocking her hips gently. “Ah will.”

“Silly questions are against town ordinance 326, Ma’am.” Beuford grinned. “Ah’m afraid Ah’ll just have ta hump y’all silly.”

“Y’all sure ya kin handle me?” Binky asked slyly.

“Ah’d be less of gentlefuh if’n Ah didn’t trah, ma’am.”

And so it continued, long into the afternoon. Binky riding Beuford, Beuford humping Binky, with much kissing and caressing during and between. At length, Beuford’s knot deflated, releasing Binky and allowing the large amount of canine seed in her slightly swollen belly to spill out, drenching her thighs with their combined and well-churned love juices. Both furs were nearly completely exhausted. Binky snuggled up next to Beuford, laying her head on his shoulder and her hand and his chest. Beuford slipped his arm around her and hugged her snugly to him. Within minutes, they were both fast asleep.

Serena was busily wiping down her counter tops in the kitchen when she heard a knock at her door.

“Now who could that be?” she wondered out loud as she quickly dried her hands.

She walked quickly past Martin who still slept soundly on the couch. She opened the door to find Monica there. The platypus seemed a distracted and didn’t notice the door had been opened right away.

“Hello, Monica,” Serena said brightly.

“Oh, hello, Serena,” Monica said, a little startled.

Serena noted the anxious demeanor of her friend. Curious as to what might be bothering Monica, she invited her in.

“...But try to keep it down,” She cautioned as they walked past the couch. “Martin is sleeping.”

“Wh-what happened to Martin?” Monica whispered.

“I’ll explain later,” Serena said as she lead Monica into the kitchen.

Serena invited Monica to sit at the table while she gathered her tea things and set out a plate of cookies.

“I...I see my little sister was here,” Monica said.

“And your little brother,” Serena added.

“I hope they didn’t bother you too much,” Monica said. “Th-they like you a lot.”

“Well, I like them,” Serena said, noticing that this revelation brightened Monica’s demeanor. “They’re good kids.”

“What’s your favorite color, Serena?” Monica blurted out.

“My favorite color?” Serena said, some what surprised by the question. “Well, I like all colors.”

“But...Do you have a favorite color?” Monica pressed.

“Hmmm...Favorite color?” Serena said in a thoughtful tone. “Well, I like blue and white.”

Monica smiled and giggled.

“Martin’s eyes and fur,” Monica said. I..I’m sort of partial to yellow.”

“Yellow is a good compliment to his fur,” Serena smiled knowingly. “What’s your favorite part of him? Anything, just name it.”

Monica blushed fiercely and shyly sipped her tea.

“I love his eyes,” Monica said quietly. “B-but his...ummm...You know...I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

“Yeah,” Serena said. “I like his eyes too. But for me, I think I like his tail. I love big fluffy tails.”

Monica looked suddenly upset and glanced at her own flat, leathery tail.

“What’s wrong?” Serena asked.

“It’s getting late,” Monica said, changing the subject. “I should get home to make dinner for my brother and sister.”

Monica stood up to go. Serena stood up to go with her to the door. Monica paused, her look nervous and thoughtful. She turned suddenly and planted a light, quick kiss on Serena’s nose. Monica blushed and hurried out of the kitchen. Serena heard the front door open and close. She stood there in the kitchen in a mild state of shock with a light blush on her cheek. The kiss had surprised her but what shocked her was the warm fuzzy feeling that had run through her body, from the tip of her nose to the tip of her toes.

A sleepy groan from the couch shook Serena back to her senses. She hurried into the living room to find Martin stirring and trying to get up.

“Well, good morning, my luv,” Serena said cheerily.

“M-morning?!” Martin squeaked, still not quite awake yet.

“Just kidding,” Serena grinned as she went over to help steady Martin as he stood up. “It’s only been a couple hours.”

“I’m sorry,” Martin said. “I didn’t mean to fall asleep.”

“It’s okay, Martin,” Serena said, placing a tender kiss on his cheek.

“I guess I should get home and get some rest for the party tomorrow.”

“Care for a little company?” Serena asked.

“I’d like that,” Martin smiled.

Serena and Martin went to the door. Serena wrapped Martin’s tail around his waist, much to Martin’s embarrassment when he realized that he was still naked. Serena giggled at her blushing beau and the pair went out heading for Martin’s house.

Binky woke up with a start and rubbed her eyes. She sat up next to the still sleeping constable and looked about. The sun was just setting behind the tree line on the opposite side of the lake, painting the sky in magenta and violet. She snuggled against Beuford and sighed softly.

“OH MAH STARS!” She exclaimed when she finally realized how late it was.

Beuford stirred and sat up, stretching prodigiously.

“Well, Ma’am,” He yawned with a wry grin. “Y’all learn ya lesson?”

“It’s dark out!” Binky said, knowing that Serena would be worried.

“Well Ah’ll be a suck-egg mule,” Beuford said as he took in his surroundings. “Y’all’s rahght. Ah bettah git y’all home.”

Beuford handed Binky her improvised shirt and helped her to her feet.

“Here ya go,” he said as she took the tattered cloth and put it on. “Ah wouldn’t want ta have ta arrest y’all fuh indecent exposure, now.”

Binky put on the top, well aware that the constable was ogling her every move. She took her time about re-arranging her fur to cover her nethers. She turned to give Beuford a look at her cute little backside under the pretense of smoothing out the fur on her thighs. She glanced at the constable and caught him looking, completely unashamed, grinning like a fool.

“There,” She announced at length adopting a coy, innocent pose, her hands clasped behind her.

“Come along now ma’am,” Beuford said as he took her hand. “Now where are y’all stayin’?”

“With Serena,” Binky said. “Ah’ve no where else ta go fuh raght now.”

“No problem,” Beuford grinned as he led her along the lake-shore. “Ah just happen ta know where she lives.”

“Really now?” Binky said with a wry grin. “Ah wonder how?”

“Got ta keep tabs on th’ neighborhood,” Beuford said with a sheepish smile. “It’s mah job.”

Binky giggled and kissed his cheek as they walked along.

“Y’all are cute,” she said. “Ya know that? And I just love a fuh in uniform.

“Whah thank y’all kahndly, ma’am. And mahght Ah say that y’all’s a cute li’l ol’ thang y’self. Y’all thinkin’ of movin’ heah?”

“Ah don’t know,” Binky said thoughtfully. “Ah originally came heah because Serena said it was such a nahce place.”

“Oh it’s a very nahce place. Mostly due ta mah keepin’ th’ peace,” Beuford said with a broad, prideful grin. “Yup, if it wern’t fuh me, I reckon th’ forest would be just lahke every where else.”

“Really?” Binky said, blatantly stroking the bloodhound’s ego.

“Oh yeah. Every one’s just as friendly as can be. Most all disputes get settled amicably. Of course, an occasional law or ordinance does get bent. But Ah can usually show th’ lawbreaker the error of their ways.”

“Ah’m impressed,” Binky said.

“‘Course, we are lackin’ one thang heah,” Beuford said as he slipped and arm around Binky’s shoulders.”

“Oh?” Binky said as she snuggled up next to Beuford. “And what’s that?”

“We have a definite lack of gen-u-ine Southern type belles, being so far North as we are.”

Binky smiled happily and lay her head against Beuford as they walked along, lost in each other’s company.

“Aww, dang,” Beuford said at length, sounding profoundly disappointed.

“What’s wrong?” Binky asked.

“Looks lahke we’re heah.” Beuford said as they walked up the path to the door of Serena’s house. “Well, it were rahght nahce catchin’...Ah mean, runnin’ inta y’all t’day, miss Binky.”

Binky smiled and knocked at the door. In spite of the smile, she felt an odd pang over the constable saying good night. She didn’t want him to leave. Beuford stood by while they waited for an answer at the door. When none came, Binky turned the knob and opened the door.

“Serena?” she called. “Y’all home?”

No answer.

“She must be out lookin’ fuh me.”

“Hmmmm. Well, Ah wouldn’t be a Southern gentlefuh if Ah was ta leave y’all heah by y’self.”

“Then come raght in,” Binky said with an inviting smile as she hopped into the house.

“Whah thank y’all kahndly, Miss Binky,” Beuford said as he followed her in and closed the door.

“Would y’all lahke somethin’ ta eat?” Binky asked.

“Welll,” Beuford said with a seductive grin. “Ah am sorta partial ta...Rabbit Pie.”

“R-rabbit pie?” Binky asked, not understanding. “Y’all d-don’t really mean ya eat...”

“Oh no,” Beuford grinned. “Not that way.”

“What’s rabbit pie? Ah don’t know if we have any.”

“Sure y’all do,” Beuford grinned. “All bunny doe’s do.”

“Ah’ve heard it called a rabbit hole befuh,” Binky said with a wry smile as realization dawned on her. “But nevah rabbit pie.”

“Well, Ah’d be more’n happy ta explain the term if y’all is amenable.”

Her bunny hormones racing, Binky grinned and sat on the couch and patted the cushion next to her. Beuford joined her on the couch.

“Now, in order ta explain, Ah’ll need a volunteer,” Beuford said.

“How ‘bout me?” Binky said, raising her hand.

“Ah think y’all will do quahte nahcely,” Beuford grinned, ogling her lap unashamedly. “Now in order ta explain, y’all will need ta be reclinin’”

Beuford took her by the shoulders and turned her sideways. He leaned her back on the arm of the couch and lifted her feet up onto the couch. Binky batted her eyelashes coyly, noting Beuford’s appreciative gaze roving up and down her body. She blushed, loving this Southern gentlefur’s attention and desire for her. She felt wanted, needed, even special.

“Y’all’s very purty, ma’am,” Beuford sighed.

“Y’all thahnk Ah’m Purty?”

“Ma’am, purty don’t begin ta cover it. Now, as ta rabbit pie. It’s really simple...”

Beuford took his finger and lightly traced it over the fur along the top of her mons to where her leg joined her body, then down along side her cunny to the bottom of her pussy lips and back up the other side. Binky shivered at the constable’s teasingly light touch around her nethers. She could feel her juices begin to flow.

“Y’all got a rahght nahce slahce o’ pie there ma’am. Of course, it’s best when it’s hot and juicy.”

“Mmmm oh yes!” Binky sighed.

She reached up and kissed, Beuford as he continued tracing the triangle around her nether region. Beuford kissed her back. Binky untied her shirt and slipped out of it. Beuford rubbed at her belly and kissed his way down her throat. Binky leaned her head back as Beuford licked her throat and moved down to lick at her breasts. Binky’s nipples swelled and poked out from her fur in response to Beuford’s warm, wet tongue caressing over them. He suckled and nibbled at her nipples.

“Mmmmm that’s mahghty nahce,” Binky moaned.

Beuford continued to nibble and suck while his hands caressed over her firm little rump and thighs. Reluctantly, he left her breasts and kissed his way down her belly. Binky spread her legs a little and moaned softly.

“Now, let’s see about that slice o’ pie.” he said with a hungry grin.

He ran his finger up along her slit, causing Binky to shiver. He looked at his finger and frowned a little.

“Nope, not quite ready yet.”

He returned to licking at her belly, down to just above her Venus mons. He licked all around her nethers, teasingly close, but not touching her sex. Binky began to pant softly, her mind awash with need and desire.

“Oh, Beuford!” she moaned, leaning her head back and enduring the maddening almost tingling in her sex.

Beuford ran his finger up through her slit again, purposely bumping her clit. Binky shuddered and moaned and panted. Beuford smiled and licked his finger.

“Looks about rahght,” he grinned. “Mahght Ah sample some of y’all’s lovely rabbit pie, ma’am?”

“P-please do, s-suh,” Binky moaned urgently.

Beuford grinned, hearing the urgent need in her voice. He leaned in and began to lick at her mons. His broad tongue lapped slowly and thoroughly, covering every bit of her outer sex from the top of her mons to the bottom of her cunny lips.

“Mmmmmm, oh yeah...Yes!” Binky moaned and squirmed in delight.

“Tastes mahghty fahne, ma’am,” Beuford said lustily. “Now let’s see about the fillin’”

He spread her soft fuzzy, outer lips and squirmed his tongue through her juicy inner folds, pausing every now and again to tickle her clit.

“Oh yeah! Beuford! Yeah!!” Binky cried out.

She panted and moaned, her sex alive with tingles as she rode the edge of ecstasy. Her hips twitched and lightly bucked at his tongue. Beuford kept her just at the edge, determined to make his Southern belle ring loud and long.

“And lastly,” he announced quickly. “We get ta th’ creamy center.”

“Ah...Ah can h-h-hahdly wait!” Binky gasped breathlessly.

Beuford engulfed her sex in his mouth and plunged his tongue deep into her juicy love tunnel, lapping at the tangy passion juice that flooded from it. He chewed lightly on her nethers as he licked out her bunny hole. Binky groaned and held onto his head, the urgent tingling building quickly in her nether regions, like a covered pot of boiling water. Beuford’s tongue squirmed vigorously inside her. She wrapped her legs around his neck and shoulders, holding him tightly as he ate her sex. At last she sparked and her passion exploded with her belly, lighting her whole body up. She cried out passionately as the tremors shot through her legs. Her pussy gripped Beuford’s tongue as it continued to lap at the walls of her love tunnel.

Binky came down slowly, gasping and moaning. Her legs trembled weakly as little after shocks tingled through them. Beuford looked up at her warmly, his jowls smeared with her passion.

“That was the best rabbit pie this ol’ hound dog has evah tasted ma’am,” he said with a warm smile.

“Whah thankie,” Binky panted as she lovingly pet his head.

Beuford panted happily and wagged his tail, causing Binky to giggle. He kissed and licked her belly.

“Is there anything Ah can get fuh y’all, Miss Binky?” Beuford asked as he crawled up over her. “Anything at all?”

“No, thas all rahght,” Binky sighed, basking in the after glow of her orgasm.

She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him, tasting her sex in his mouth. Beuford hugged her tightly and returned her kiss.

The slamming of the front door startled the lovers. They looked up to see Serena standing by the door, her mouth open, her eyes bulged out and blushing in embarrassment. Beuford got quickly to his feet, his prodigious organ standing at full attention.

“M-maybe y’all bettah go,” Binky suggested quietly her cheeks taking on a red tint. “Serena still thinks of me as huh li’l sistah.”

“Ah...Good evening, Miss Kitty...Ummmm...Ah was just brining Binky home,” Beuford said with an embarrassed grin.

“I can see what you were doing,” Serena said accusingly. “And it was a little more than ‘bringing Binky home’.”

Beuford looked down at his erect lover’s tool and blushed.

“Oh...ummm...Y’all mean ‘that’.”

“Yes!” Serena fumed. “‘THAT!’”

“Now calm y’self down, Serena.” Binky said after gabbing the comforter on the back of the couch to cover herself. “Ah’m a big girl now.”

“I can explain,” Beuford offered weakly. “Ah think. Y’see, Ah caught miss Binky swimmin’ where she shouldn’a been swimmin’. Well, tahme sort slipped by and it got dark, so Ah walked her home. You wern’t here...And she sorta invahted me in... Ummm....”

Serena stood glaring at the constable, her arms crossed.

“Aheh...” Beuford grinned. “Wanna join us?”

Serena’s eyes flashed at the suggestion. She’d just been through one of the most trying days of her life. And now to come home to find the constable ‘obviously’ forcing himself on her innocent young friend was just too much.

“Sorry, constable, not tonight,” She said stiffly. “I’ve had a very long day and I just want to go to bed. I’m sure you have job related things to take care of. Anyway, thank you for escorting her back.”

Oh, well...Ah guess ah’d bettah go then,” Beuford said quietly.

“You do that, constable,” Serena said as she stalked off to her room.

“Yes, ma’am,” Beuford called after Serena. Then turning to Binky, “G’nahght, Miss Binky.”

He walked a little awkwardly to the door.

“G’nahght, Beuford,” Binky said and blew him a kiss.

Beuford caught the kiss and left with a smile on his face.

Binky frowned at Serena’s bedroom and threw off the blanket. She walked into the bedroom where Serena was slipping into her favorite red moth silk nightgown.

“Y’all treat me lahke Ah’m a youngin’ or somethin’,” Binky complained as she went to her bag and pulled out a skimpy little sheer teddy. “Ah’m a big doe now.”

“Binky, That hound dog sets traps to arrest ladyfurs just so he can have sex with them as a bribe for not taking them to jail,” Serena said.

“Ah know,” Binky giggled. “Isn’t it fun?”

“Fun?” Serena exclaimed. “Binky...I know it doesn’t seem like it to you, but he was forcing himself on you. He used that stupid no swimming trick to...to...I mean, he didn’t umm...get ‘that’ far, did he?”

Binky walked up to her friend, stood on her toes and looked her in the eyes.

“Ah saw th’ ‘No Swimming’ sign,” She said slowly. “Ah figured he was probably some where neah by. Ah went swimmin’ on purpose, ah let him spank mah bottom and Ah...Ah sorta lahked it. Then we mated. Ah wanted to mate with him. Ah let him tah with me and fill my cunny full ta burstin’ with his youngin makin’ cream. Ah invahted him in and Ah let him eat mah...Mah ‘Rabbit pie’. Ah was gonna mate with him some more, but y’all came in an’ threw him out. Ah’m not a little fawn, Serena. Ah’m y’alls friend. Please, don’t be actin’ lahke mah momma. Now Ah’m goin’ ta bed.”

Binky walked around Serena who could only stand there, completely at a loss for words. She tried to wrap her mind around Binky’s outburst but was having a little trouble. They had joked about sex and having sex and who they might have sex with before but this was a bit much. Her best friend since childhood, her ‘little sister’, was mating with her neighbors with alarming frequency. And now with Beuford of all furs...And spankings?

“Oh Serena,” Binky called from the bed in a cute, little girlie voice. “Can Ah have a drink a watah?”

Serena spun around, almost livid with rage. Then she saw Binky laying there, her head propped up on one elbow, chuckling softly. Perched on her hip was the faerie mouse, who was likewise laughing. Serena’s anger drained away. She smiled. Then she giggled and finally joined in the laughter.

Continued