Furry-Within

 For an Assassin, life is pretty dull. The same routine, much like a regular job. You go to work, come home, sleep. Except for one little difference, You tend to stay to yourself.
   For my line of work, your pretty much a hermit, bidding your time between jobs. Glorious I know, but it pays well if you don't die. Funny how things change when you least expect it.
  Just another day, heading home to my apartment, the 34 floor to be exact. Groceries in hand. It was just a simple matter of waiting for the elevator...

The rumble of the maids cart carried down the hallway . The  maid trudged along pushing the plastic contraption laden with brushes , vacuum and  assorted cleaning supplies . 


She had just finished her assigned duties in apartment 327  on the 34 floor .  The kitsune that dwelt there was ,,, a bit exocentric to say the least . Maybe it was the heavy fumes of incense that did it . Maybe  it was breathing the chemicals she used for cleaning all day , Maybe it was magic ?  Herra didn't know for sure but weird things always seemed to happen . It had to be some sort of chemical induced delusion .



She had been about her normal routine when Lady  Chi'jin  had called to her from the bedroom .  Herra had gone to see what the matter was . It was a disturbing sight . The bedroom was dark lit only by a few flickering candles  ember glowed in censures  and the air was thick and fragrant .


The kitsune spoke . Her eyes seemed to glow from the darkness .


"Servant , I have need of you ."   It was a kindly voice yet commanding .

The room seemed to tilt ,to spin ,  Herra had lost her balance yet she landed on something soft and warm. some leather sofa ?  One of those eccentric "Hand" chairs ?  Only the hand made a fist .   This HAD to be a dream .  A hallucination from sniffing too much "Orange Clean."   Mistress Chi'jin's eyes seemed the size of  Volkswagens .   


"Yes My sweet servant  you will bring me much pleasure now ."


Herra realized she was being held in Mistress Chi'jin's hand !   Either the Kitsune had grown to enormous size or ,,,, she has some how shrunk !  The scale was such that she might have been a Barbie doll  to the Kitsune


"Have no fear my little plaything , I only have need of your services . " 


While that sounded most reassuring  the giant hand were deftly stripping the maid of her uniform till she was held naked tail tucked between her legs and trying to cover herself . 



The giant warm paws held her about her torso  as the Kitsune lay back among her silks .   Herra was  carried  downward . She felt her feet brush soft fur and she smelled the scent of arousal .   This was clearly not right . Her job description forbade fraternizing with the tenants . 

Yet she was locked in a giant grasp what could she do ?   She squirmed and kicked her feet rebounding of a large soft warm ridge just below her .
 


The kitsune moaned and moved her about . Some times her feet barely touched other times she kicked and pushed firmly against ,, what to her utter dismay was The Kitsune's clitoris !   


Herra couldn't believe  what her senses were telling her she was being used as a living clit -tickler .  (There had to be a physiological metaphor in here somewhere. ) 


"My Sweet Servant  You bring me such joy ," the Kitsune's voce seemed to emanate from the  fragrant half light . "I must have you ."


Herra felt herself being tilted back and cared further down  he foot slipped into something very warm and wet .


"OH MY GOD !"


Her voice was lost in the kitsune's identical yet omnipresent utterance.


Resistance was futile the huge paw held her captive and moved her as it would .  He feet sank into the war slippery recesses of the Mistresses vaginal canal .   Herra knew    she was fucked . (Its bad when I have to laugh at my own jokes ) she thought . 


Deeper she was forced . She tried to find something to push against to hang onto but her arms were pinned to her sides she could only kick .

Apparently that was what Mistress Chi'jin wanted .  The moans that ensued  even had The vixen getting excited despite her absurd and precarious predicament  .


She found herself plunged hip deep into the grasping slippery  entrance. Faster and faster till her eyes spun and her head bobbled like when she was on a carnival ride .  A loud exclamation seemed to echo from the sides of existence and a  flood of hot slime nectar sloshed up between her legs .


Herra  pushed the cart down the hallway , Damn this dull boring job .  She was losing her mind  and having the weirdest waking  erotic dreams . She kept telling herself it was a dream  although she couldn't quite explain why she was wet from the hips down .


She glanced up there was someone at the elivator .


"Hold Please !"


She pushed harder on the cart .

The panther turned slightly as he heard someone talk to him. Just as the elevator door opened. He saw her,pushing her little maid cart, a little smile played on the panthers lips.
  That was the funny thin about being an assassin, knowing faces and reading body language.
  He waited until her cart, and the kitsune herself come to the elevator, Shifting his body so it was out of the way holding the elevator door open for her.
   Shifting his groceries bag, he greeted her with a simple nod of the head. His Crimson hair tied none to neatly into a pony tail. His fine muscular form complementing the clothes he wore. Even though it was only simple blue jeans, white hoody and leather jacket.
  "Afternoon, are you going up"?

"Yes sir,  thank you sir ."


The Vixen maneuvered the cart into the elevator . She stole a glance or two at the handsome stranger . While pretending to check her cleaning supplies .  She hadn't met him before despite her seemingly endless rounds throughout this building .  She was suddenly acutely aware of her wet legs under her maids uniform .  She felt a little disoriented  (or maybe that was just the elevator ) she felt the heat of her ears as the small space emphasized the physicality of the situation . She found herself looking again .  There was no ring on his left paw . That was a titillating discovery yet it was no guarantee .   She admired his athletic build ,  Her job kept her fit but this fellow must spend a considerable amount of time at the gym .


The tone sounded and the doors slid open . She hesitated to let him exit first before pushing the cart across the threshold . She really needed to find a shower to jump into before she did another thing . She smelled of  Kitsune  to the point of absurdity . Yet how could that be ?  It was just a daydream wasn't it ? Again she glanced at the Panther . She wondered if he had contracted for maid service ?   Naughty ideas rolled wetly together in her heated imagination .



She blurted out as he started to walk away .

"Excuse me sir ?  ,, Have you tried our introductory offer ?   ,,  for Maid service ,I mean ."   

His back was to the wall in the elevator. Those arms of his wrapped around his groceries bags.  It might be his imagination, but he could smell her, Tantalizing as she was. Every once and a while he would use the elevator mirror to check her out.
  Those legs of hers, Supple, strong from her work. But when she bent over slightly he could catch a faint glimpse of her panties.
    He took a small slow deep breath as his eyes fallowed the curve of her butt, The way her maid outfit clung to her. The exposure of her back, and all her soft fur made him that devilish smile of his spread slowly across his lips.
    He wanted to talk to her, but what to say? and before he knew it, he was on his floor. Another chance lost.  he gave her a friendly nod as he stepped out. His apartment almost exactly between the stairs and the elevator.
    He turned slightly, his key in his hand's right about. to enter the lock.
"Introductory offer"? * he paused for a moment considering the idea.  "Sorry, I haven't. This is the first time I've heard of it" *He turned the lock on his door* "But if your not busy, why don't you come in and assess the situation? Then you can tell me all about it".
   He pushed open his door, stepping inside. Tossing his key's and what ever spare change into a little jar on a small table.
   The inside of his apartment was nothing like any of the others. The Floor,walls and ceiling where all wood. The place itself was pretty impressive. A open island of a kitchen. A wall of various swords. even a whole wall of windows that looked out into the city. It must have cost a pretty penny to renovate this place.
    But surprisingly there where piles and piles of books Simply sitting on the floor. Some of them opened, some pages highlighted others with bits of paper marking out the pages. There must have been a thousand of them, sitting in no particular order.
    The most surprising thing there was his bed. It looked like a giant hammock the size of 4 king sized beds. With a futon mattress with that seemed soft to just look at. Silky soft satin sheets and faux fur to match it. Sitting there right in front of the window.
    The panther stepped into the kitchen putting his groceries away. Putting the new bottle of wine in the wine rack. His fingers loosened his dress shirt he was wearing. A simple Grey tank top underneath that*

She most certainly had the time . (What time was it anyway , not that she cared .) She followed along casting surreptitious glances at his twitching tail as he walked  .  He had confidence and power  a comfortable grace .   She wheeled her cart inside the foyer where it would be out of sight from hallway denizens


The domestic stared , normally she was pretty jaded by posh interiors  most of which just made her job more difficult .  This ,  this was like a mystery . A taunting puzzle .  Or perhaps  it was simply practicality with some decent taste thrown in.   The stacks of books everywhere , what an obstacle course !  She swung round and found her eyes resting , nay, glued to the casual way he was loosening his shirt .   She pried her eyes away from his flat Abs ,  (that was SO sexy.)   and climbed button by button till she was  seeing  his mischievous smile .


She had the distinct feeling the only cleaning up she was going to be doing in this apartment  might be a mutual back wash in the double shower afterwards .   She smiled  in the slow  heated way  a Vixen has . 


"My  what a big bed you have ."    She brushed back her blond tresses with an over-theatrical gesture .   I don't suppose you might be looking for a Goldie-Fox ?"

*That soft chuckle escaped his lips, as he simply watched her. They way she turned round and round to check out his place gave him a clear profile of her.
Once more his eyes fallowed from the tip of her toes slowly up her legs. Those lightning Blue catlike eyes almost deep excited pools of blue. He looked to his bed, then back to her when she mentioned its size*
  "All the better to take you with my dear" *Again that chuckle escaped his lips, His arm resting on the back of the couch.* "Goldie-Fox..." *he was enjoying this little game of cat and mouse*
   "And what do you suggest I do when i find her"?

Oh my gods  Did she say that out loud ?!   So she had . Yet he didn't seem offended .  In fact the way he was looking at her she might just push her luck a little .

"Um , eh heh ,  well , I have  been known to check out a cottage now and then ." 


She gave him a warm smile .   Gawds that was so hokey and awful  but her supply of clever come-backs was  extremely low . What did he see in her anyway ?  Maybe it was the maids uniform ? She knew a LOT of males liked the classic Maids outfit if for nothing else then the shortness of the dress .  And she smelled like Sex already . (he had to have  noticed that in the elevator as enclosed and close as that space had been .  Now that she thought about it , not all that scent was Kitsune .  She felt a delightful roiling low in her belly . The butterflies were having a grand ol' time .


What could she say ?  It was punny and ridicules  but  maybe it would tickle his sense of humor .

"You wouldn't happen to be one of the Three Bears  would you ?"

*That little devilish smile played on his lips* "Oh have you now"?
   *His tail lashed to and fro as he sat there on the couch, Simply admiring her from where he was at. Truth was, he did find the maid outfit more than a little hot. But really how well it complemented her body. when she asked that question it made him chuckle getting up. His hands tentatively resting on her hips. That thick deep purr rumbled through his chest, thick and full of bass. That smile playing on his lips slowly spreading across it*
   " Oh I don't know, I don't think I look like a bear. Pretty sure I don't smell like one. But then again I could be lying. Theres only one way to find out for sure. Maybe you should check and see"?

"Oh I quite agree."  she pranced across the intervening distance with a sway in her hips and a smile on her lips .  (it had been a weird day , what was she going to lose by going with it ?)   she slipped into his arms and planted her pointy nose right in his chest-fur . Whiffy-ing  about loudly .   After making a hot damp spot , she smiled up at him .  "No , No bear smells .  Only  warm panturrrrrr smells .  So I guess we can assume , No bears in the hair ."  She rubbed her body against his suggestively  He was a studly young cat . This might be the best afternoon she had ever spent in this building .