Tails was scared. She hoped there wasn't some kind of deal last night. As much as she loved the hog man's cock, her mind, body, and soul belonged to Rouge. But when she woke up, she was stuffed into some sort of container, and it was moving to boot.
Even though Tails was nothing more than a cum addicted idiot, even she knew something terrible was happening. The only thing that gave her comfort was her soft blindfold, the degrading messages she heard in her earphones, the smell and feel of cum on her body, and the large dildo vibrating in her ass. As well as the tightness of her chastity cage.
These things kept her calm. When she came to her senses, she hoped that, wherever she was going, she could still be someone's sex toy.
Tails felt her container slide across something flat, with the occasional bump. That made her think of a sidewalk. There was one iteration where her container did not move at all, for an hour at least. Next thing she knew, she was roughly handled into, her guess, a vehicle, and was tossed about without any sort of restraint.
Finally, she was put back down on the ground and pulled somewhere. Tails' instincts told her that she was nearing the end of her blind journey. And she was right, as her container opened.
Her limp, numb body spilled onto the floor. Trembling, she got on all fours and felt the familiar sharpness of high heels pressing on her head. Knowing her place well, she lowered herself without much of a fuss and waited for her instructions.
She felt fingers, slim and latex bound, pinch her itty bitty balls and pull them up. Tails' ass followed. So there she was, face down, ass up, legs spread, and an unknown stranger prodding her bussy with their fingers.
Then she felt the familiar tip of a penis press against her hole, and push in without hesitation. Tails jerked up. She knew that cock. She had memorized its length and girth a multitude of times. She knew every bump and vein it had to offer. Even if she was deaf, dumb, and blind, there was no way she could forget this cock.
Happiness bloomed in her masochistic heart. In her position, she got into a proper bow, even though she wasn't facing the right way, and said,
"Welcome back, Mistress Rouge."
The cock slipped out of Tails' bussy. Her blindfolds and earphones were removed, and she got a proper view of her angelic succubus. Her love. Her hope. Her everything. Her Mistress, Rouge the Bat, towered over her slave in her usual attire. Her sixteen inch cock hovered over Tail's head, dripping with lube and rectal juices.
Tails leaned up and kissed the superior member, getting the fluids all over her lips. She stared lovingly into her Mistress' eyes.
"I missed you so much, Mistress," Tails said. "Not a second goes by without me thinking about you."
Rouge only smiled. "It's good to see you, too, my foxy little slave," she said. "Are you enjoying your meal down there?"
"Ah, I'm so sorry, Mistress." Tails got back down to bowing. "You must be tired from your trip. I-I can cook you something. Or perhaps, I can lick you clean? Of course, your faithful slave is always ready to be used. I await your orders, Mistress."
"Oh, we'll take a bath later, Tails," Rouge said, and dragged a finger along her slave's matted, cum stained fur. It was strange how such a simple touch from her Mistress made her shiver so. "I have some good news for you. I found the treasure I was looking for and sold it for quite a pretty penny."
"That's amazing news, Mistress."
"Yes, and . . . I'm very proud of you as well, Tails. I saw my bank account recently and, I gotta tell ya', you must be one damn good lay in that brothel."
"I'm glad to be of service, Mistress."
"I'm so proud, in fact, that I'm going to take you on a night on the town."
"Mistress, that's . . . I don't deserve it. I did what any good slave would do."
"The deed's been done, baby." Rouge gave her slave an uncharacteristically warm embrace. Her breasts smothered Tails' face. Her massive cock slipped between her foxy thighs. She got drunk on her Mistress' scent alone. "I've made reservations at Golden Egg Tower. Even bought you a slutty little dress to show you off in. Doesn't that sound nice?"
"Yes, Mistress," Tails said hazily. "Whatever you say."
"Good, let's get you nice and cleaned up then." Rouge released Tails and went to her purse. She produced a tiny key from out of it. "But first, let's see how that little clitty is coming along."
It was hardly the first time Tails had been unlocked. Plenty of her clients loved looking at her micro penis.
While unlocking Tails, Rouge asked, "So, did any of the clients make you cum?"
"I . . . I'm sorry to say, Mistress, but . . . one did," Tails admitted. "I didn't want to, I swear. I am forever loyal to you, Mistress. Every other time, when I got close, I would pinch my clit and flick my balls to stop from cumming. But . . . one of them tied my hands. I begged her, Mistress, I truly did." Tears brimmed in Tails' eyes. "I . . . I'm sorry for cumming, Mistress. Please, punish me however you wish. I deserve it."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear, sweetie." Rouge freed her slaves cock and kissed the tip. Plenty of her client's cum had seeped into the hole, getting her little clit covered in crusty, yellow spunk. "We'll think of your punishment later. But let's not let that ruin our night."
"Thank you, Mistress. I know I've been a bad girl, but thank you for showing me kindness."
Rouge led her slave into the bathroom and peeled her tight, black bodysuit off. If Tails had any clothes on, she would've removed them. Together, Mistress and slave into the large, hot bath tub and washed the sweat and cum off.
Of course, this did not end without its fair share of groping. It had been so long since Tails had seen her Mistress, that she couldn't help but try to lick the filth of her body, specifically her superior cock. Rouge, of course, did not mind. The alpha futanari had not cum for at least five hours now. She was starting to feel backed up.
Rouge was hoping to give her slave a good dicking when their date was done, but no matter. She allowed Tails to worship her cock, eventually grabbing the slave's head and forcing her sixteen inch meat pole down her gullet and painting her insides white.
Tails pulled away, happy tears in her eyes and cum bulging her cheeks. She didn't let a single drop spill as she slowly swallowed the load, making sure to save a bit to show off to her Mistress.
"Good girl. Swallow the rest," Rouge commanded, and Tails did just that. "I see your time at the brothel had improved your skills."
"Yes, Mistress," Tails agreed. "You were so smart in letting me work there. If . . . If Mistress wouldn't mind, could . . . could I work there . . . again some day?"
"Of course, sweetie. This won't be the last time I go treasure hunting."
"Thank you, Mistress." Grateful, Tails licked her Mistress' cock clean. "I promise to make you tons of money."
The slutty Master and slave did their best to clean up and exited the bath. With that out of the way, Rouge finally showed her slave her evening dress.
Tails stood in the mirror, never having felt so loved and sexy as right then. Starting from the head, she wore a simple bow in one ear. Around her neck, a frilly bow tie. As for the dress itself, it was actually lingerie. Half of it was a see through corset that easily showed off her pink, pierced nipples and womb tattoo. The bottom half was a microskirt that was just short enough to cover her itty bitty balls. It was a size or two too small, but Tails loved how snugged it felt. And of course, a slut was never fully dressed without a pair of thigh highs and high heels. Tonight, she wore fishnet stockings. Everything was in black, of course.
"You just look darling," Rouge complimented her slave.
"It's too good for a worthless cock sleeve like me," Tails said. "Am I really allowed to wear something so modest?"
Usually, her Mistress would get her something extremely revealing and embarrassing to wear. Of course, she had no say in the matter. If Mistress wanted her to strut around the streets naked, then that was what Mistress deserved.
"That is true, but don't worry, you'll only be wearing it on special occasions."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Now, tell me, how do I look?"
Tails turned around and instinctively dropped to her knees. Saying Rouge's dress was divine would be an understatement.
She wore a slim black dress. Backless, shoulderless, assless. It hugged her perfect breasts like a second layer of skin. Desperately wrapped around her thin waist like a caged slave begging for release. And the veil only covered one of her legs, leaving the other bare for the world to see. She didn't even wear stockings. The only other things she wore were a pair of black high heels, and a matching micro thong.
Tails could just barely see her snake-like cock budding between her ass cheeks.
"Well, don't leave me hanging, speak, slave," Rouge commanded.
"You're a literal goddess," Tails answered. "I want to be your cock sleeve for the rest of my life. I'd rather die than give that up."
"That nice, huh?" Rouge looked at her rear in the mirror, giving her little tail a cute wiggle. She giggled. "Ah, tonight's going to be so much fun."