Sitting in one of the leather armchairs across from Nick's desk, Judy twirled her thumbs in her paws. She had more than ample reason to be nervous, not including the fact that today was to be her first shift back at the club since taking her break. She shared a look with Nick, who sat across from her on the other side of his desk, lazily leaning back in his chair. The two had arrived at the Rabbit Hole a bit earlier than would normally be necessary, and had spent the majority of the time patiently waiting inside Nick's office.
Suddenly, a faint electronic chirp was heard from the radio sitting on Nick's desk.
"Boss, Jewel just showed up for her shift. Told her to come talk to you before heading upstairs," the voice on the other end said. Judy recognized it as the voice of the club's security guards, a tiger if she recalled correctly.
"Appreciated it, Alfi," Nick quickly replied, prompting the soft static of the radio to once again fall silent. The fox then sat himself upright and turned to Judy. "You ready?"
The rabbit rested her paws on her jeans and nodded.
Though Judy was apprehensive to be back, her week-long break from The Rabbit Hole had proven to be exactly what she'd needed. Even though the first couple of days were spoiled by a nasty flu, the remaining ones left her in a wonderful state of contentedness and relaxation. No dreading the prospect of heading into work, no worry that she wouldn't be able to control her own desires. Nick had made sure enough of that, spending almost the entire week cooped up in his apartment with her. Whenever her desires had grown to be almost unbearable, the fox had been ready and willing to make her toes curl and her legs go numb. The two had been rather active with each other during the break, peaking on Thursday when they'd had so many rounds together that they'd actually managed to lose count.
In hindsight, Judy blamed that on her sickness. Those first couple of days had been complete hell; runny nose, sore throat, and a cough that sounded like she'd been smoking a pack a day her whole life. None of it made the conditions particularly ripe for romance, and even if they'd tried it likely would have been a rather miserable experience.
After nursing Judy through her sickness, Nick had been there to tend to her aching loins with resounding enthusiasm. She'd been happy to notice that as the days ticked by, she found herself pouncing on the fox less and less - which granted was probably still a lot more often than the average mammal would with their partner, but progress was still progress.
However, before Judy could even attempt to work a day shift in the private rooms like they'd planned earlier, she knew that there was one thing that she needed to confront first; the very doe that had helped push her into the lust-craven state that Judy was actively working to suppress.
She didn't know exactly how Jewel was going to react to being called out for her behavior. In truth, Judy didn't really know what she even wanted out of the whole affair. An apology? Jewel's removal from the club? Or would this be just another excuse for the lustful brown rabbit to push Judy even further into the abyss? Though that last option seemed unlikely thanks to Nick's reassuring presence, it still lingered on the edges of her mind.
After a short while, Nick and Judy both turned their heads towards the creaking door to the office being flung open, revealing a curvaceous blue-eyed doe entering the room, wearing a black knotted tank-top and a pair of cutoff jean-shorts that left very little to the imagination.
Jewel's attention instantly landed on the fox across the room, eagerly swaying her hips as she entered the room.
"Well, well," she said, her voice heavy with suggestion. "Didn't know you missed me that much, Nicky. Could've just come up to my room later if you wanted a nice quickie, but this works too."
As Jewel approached, her eyes twitched over and landed upon Judy, giving the other doe a quick once over as a smile tugged at her lips.
"And Carrots is here too! Fair enough, a three-way does sound like fun."
As the doe reached her paws up and began to unknot her tank-top, Nick let out a polite cough.
"That's not why I asked you here, Jewel."
The sultry doe ceased her undressing and looking rather confusingly towards the fox, then to Judy, then back again.
"Um… okay then… I just figured since you've been away for awhile that you'd want to-"
"Again, not why you're here. Can you take a seat please?"
Still seeming somewhat muddled by what was happening, Jewel nodded and moved into the other armchair next to Judy.
"So then," Nick began, "Judy tells me that you two were involved in quite a bit of… let's call it activity, last week."
"Activity? Heh…" Jewel said with a laugh, as though she was remembering the events with some amusement. The doe turned towards Judy and faintly licked the corners of her lips. "Which one? Quite a few stick out in my mind."
"The first one" Judy replied sternly. "When you ambushed me in the showers, and I woke up in a stranger's apartment."
"Oh…" Jewel said as her smile grew. "Fun night, that. Fun morning, too. It's a shame you didn't stick around, sweetie. You left those boys hungry for some more."
Before Judy had a chance to respond, Jewel turned to face Nick with a slight head tilt.
"What about it?"
Upon hearing those words, Judy clenched her fists in her lap. The fact that Jewel didn't even know why they were bringing it up sent a jolt of anger up her spine. She wanted to scream that she knew damn well what it was about, but quickly realized that getting into a shouting match wasn't going to solve anything. Remembering the words of Clara and the others, there was a very real possibility that Jewel was simply trying to have fun and didn't mean any ill will by what happened. But until Judy heard that from the doe directly, she would assume malicious intent.
"Jewel…" Nick replied sternly. "Come on, now. Judy's already told me plenty about what happened. Do you want to fill me in on your side of all this?"
"My side? Wait, you mean about…?" Jewel started, pointing a solitary finger over at Judy. The brown doe then let out a light chuckle. "That's what this is about? Nicky baby, it's really not that big a deal. I just helped Carrots find herself a little more."
"Find myself?" Judy suddenly asked, crossing her arms. "What is that even supposed to mean?"
"Sweetie, it was nothing." Jewel waved dismissively. "You did most of the work yourself. All I did was give you a little push at the right moment."
"W-Wha-" Judy began, dumbfounded. "What are you talking about?"
"Oh come on now, girl! You're made for this kind of work. I recognized it the first time I got a glimpse at the goods you're working with," the doe's eyes quickly glanced down at Judy's chest. "But you were walking around like you didn't want to have any of it! All I was trying to do was show you what you were missing. I just wanted you to be happy."
"Happy!?" Judy shouted, jolting out of her chair and causing Jewel to jump in her seat. "Do I look happy right now?! What the hell made you think that doing this for the rest of my life would make me happy?!"
"Judy!" Nick interjected, catching the doe's attention. The fox had a firm look to him, giving her a quick nod. The look told Judy that she should cool it just a bit, but also that he had her back in this no matter what. Even through her anger, Judy recognized that he was right. She needed to keep a level head right now. More outbursts like that weren't going to help anyone.
"Jewel," Nick began. "Don't you think that you should've made sure that was something Judy actually wanted before pulling a stunt like that?"
"I mean, she did want it, though." Jewel said. "I had some very clear consent that whole night. And for the next shift… and the next one, and the-"
"Answer her question." Nick suddenly said, the faintest hint of venom in his voice.
"What?" The sultry doe said, tilting her head to the side.
"Answer Judy's question. Does she look happy right now? Does she look like she wanted all that to happen?
Judy kept her gaze firm as Jewel turned to look at her. The two rabbit stared into each other eyes for what felt like ages. The longer they stared, the more Jewel's features turned from upbeat to concerned.
"No… no she doesn't…" she eventually said.
"And that is exactly why I asked you here. Judy isn't happy with what happened, not in the slightest."
"But.. but you did enjoy it!" Jewel said, looking back at Judy. "Believe me, sweetheart, I know when a girl is getting her rocks off, and you sure as shit were doing that plenty!"
"That… is exactly the problem." Judy said. "I enjoyed it all way too much. And it made me worry about my future. I don't want to come here every night to be fucked until I'm no longer young and pretty. You might be fine with that Jewel, and you know what? Power to you! I honestly wish I had your go-to attitude with this kind of stuff, but I don't. I'm not you. Do I enjoy the sex? Of course, but I don't want it to be all I do! I don't want it to control me! Is that so hard to understand?"
"Well… to me?" Jewel asked, pointing a finger at herself. "Yeah, yeah it does… but considering I'm the only mammal in the room that doesn't look super pissed right now, I'm willing to relent on that."
A long silence hung in the room, eventually being broken by Judy.
"You said I was 'made for this'. What do you mean by that?"
"It's simple, sweetie. I saw that you were good at fucking, that you really enjoyed it, and that you were to afraid to let yourself indulge in it. Like, seriously Nicky," The doe said, turning to face the fox. "You should've seen her this one night a while back. Got one hell of a facefuck given to her by this hunky maned wolf, dripping all over the floor and everything. Then he pinned her against the wall and fucked her brains out. Made me a little jealous, to be honest. After she's done cleaning his cock, I see her staring at a bunch of other guys as she stumbles off to the showers. I figure she's gonna get cleaned up and then go to town, but no! She doesn't do a thing for the rest of the night, not even a pawjob!"
"What Judy does during her shift is none of my concern, Jewel. It's her business, and I fail to see how any of that justifies your actions."
Nick clasped his paws together, then planted them firmly on his desk and turned to face the gray doe.
"Judy," he said, "What do you want from all this?"
The doe stared confidently down at Jewel, her resolution remaining strong with her fox's support.
"I want an apology at the very least. And assurances that you're not going to try anything like this in the future. Not on me, or on any other doe that you think is 'made for this'. Is that clear?"
To her credit, Jewel had the good grace to nod immediately.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry, sweetheart, I just… I dunno. I am made for this kind of work. I'm a slutty little whore, and I'm not ashamed of that. It all makes sense to me, It feels right. I wanted it to feel right for you too. I'm just… sorry that it doesn't."
"And you won't try to push Judy beyond her limits in the future?" Nick added.
"Not unless she asks me to, but…"
Jewel froze at the glare coming from both the fox and the other rabbit.
"Alright, alright, I won't try anything," Jewel muttered, seemingly defeated.
"Good. You're dismissed then," The fox said plainly, nodding at the exit.
Without another word, Jewel rose from her seat and headed towards the door, giving Judy one last look. Somehow, the doe managed to make even an apologetic nod seem sensual. Once she was out the door, Nick and Judy turned towards one another.
"I feel like that went well, all things considered." Nick said.
"I suppose." Judy grumbled. "I still can't believe the things she said… made for this my fluffy tail…"
"Hey, try not to judge her too harshly about it. Jewel is… well, like she said, she's quite happy with the career she's chosen, and probably has a hard time understanding why others wouldn't want to as well."
"Again, I do like it… and that's the problem."
"I know, Fluff. Don't worry. We'll get you through this."
Judy smiled at his reassuring words. The road ahead would be difficult, but she knew that she could get through it with Nick's love and support.
Glancing up at the clock above his desk, Judy noted that it was almost noon.
"My shift starts soon…" she said with some hesitance. Nick looked up at the clock, then back to her.
"Right. You know, it's not too late to back out if you're feeling antsy. The private rooms usually aren't all that busy anyway."
"No, it's fine. I'm just a little nervous, is all," Judy replied.
"Oh, believe me, Carrots. The day shift is a walk in the park compared to what you've been doing. You've got nothing to worry about."
"Right…"
After a somewhat extended pause, the silence was suddenly broken by the sound of the door opening. Both turned to see Jewel peeking her head back into the office.
"So, random thought, Nicky… Does this mean we can't fuck anymore?"
Judy's heart kept an elevated, rapid beat in her chest, strong enough to be audible through the piercing silence. Her arms were crossed over her exposed chest, a single finger nervously tapping on her forearm. The bunny's toned and bare legs lazily dangled over the edge of the low bed she was sitting upon, occasionally crossing over one another in a desperate attempt to get comfortable. No matter what Judy did, that comfort never seemed to arrive.
Calm down, Judy. It's not like this is going to be anything worse than what you've done already…
Though the doe knew this to be true, her attempt at self-reassurance did little to calm her nerves. She hadn't done any work at the club in over a week now, and getting back into it was likely going to be quite the process. She needed to walk that fine line between adequate relief and overindulgence that had eluded her the last time she was here.
The private room she was in could scarcely be considered a "room" at all. The only furniture present was a simple dark-wood nightstand with a drawer, and the bed in question next to it. Even calling it a 'bed' was being generous. It was more akin to an overly thick floor pad than anything else; it had a smooth texture, soft to the touch but firm enough to support plenty of extra weight. It was about the same height as a normal bed would be, but with no sheets, no blankets, and only a couple of basic pillows sitting up against the headrest.
Judy could hardly see a thing in the room with how dim it was. The only available illumination being some pink accent lighting coming from each of the four corners, painting the interior in a faint sultry glow. It wasn't anything lavish. In fact, the overall feel of the room was eerily similar to the main floor, albeit more cramped and with far less noise. But, there was a key difference that was all too obvious to Judy. The main floor at least looked like it could pass as a 'normal' club if it wanted to, or maybe a regular strip joint at worst. With this room, that wasn't the case. There could be no alternative use for the small space. It was meant for one thing and one thing only. Mammals would come into this room, and others like it, to fuck.. No cuddles, no pillow talk, no nonsense. Get in, get out, go about your business. Nobody was going to spend the night in these beds. Their entire purpose was to be a comfortable surface to screw a bunny like her on.
As if to nail the message home, the doe in the room next to Judy's suddenly let out a series of muffled, exaggerated moans, accentuated by a few "Oh baby!"s and "Harder!"s. That evidently got her male's motor going, as not long after he let out a few heated moans of his own before the noise died down.
Judy anxiously crossed one leg over the other and bit her lip. The muffled exchange coming from the other rooms wasn't making the downtime much easier. She'd been told by Nick to expect a fairly long wait between clients, but she'd been sitting in this room for close to an hour yet and not one male had come to see her. Granted, it had seemed like there hadn't been all that many customers to begin with. By the very nature of the Nocturnal District, daytime tended to be the least active hours for any business, not just the brothels. And if a mammal from elsewhere in the city was going to stop by for a bit of fun, they likely weren't going to skip out on work to do it.
Still, Judy could definitely feel her desires climbing. If she had to sit there alone for another hour, she was going to lose it and barge her way down to Nick's office so he could screw her silly.
Peeved at her growing apprehension, Judy took a deep breath. This was her first day back on the job. She wasn't going to get used to this kind of thing all at once, and she wasn't going to fix everything with herself after a single shift. This kind of thing would take a lot of time and a lot of patience.
Per Nick's suggestion, Judy had decided to focus on the more "vanilla" clientele for the time being. When a doe has a shift in the private rooms, they can decide for themselves what particular kinks and they might want to help the customers fulfill. There was even a storage and dressing room full of props, toys, and outfits to further enhance the experience - though from what Judy had gleaned, calling them "outfits" was being rather generous. She'd passed a doe earlier in a nurse's costume that consisted of nothing more than a simple white cap with a red cross and a stethoscope. The entire rest of her body was completely bare, much like they'd be on the main floor.
It did reassure Judy that the particulars of what she'd be doing was still fully up to her. She should've expected that by this point. When it came to his does, Nick seemed fully confident in letting them choose exactly what they're comfortable with. Another good sign that he truly was trying to help her.
Suddenly, the sharp hiss of a speaker came to life and caused Judy to jump where she sat.
"You good up there, rabbit?" Finnick said, his deep voice coming from a small speaker in the back corner of the room.
"Uh… yeah. About as ready as I'll ever be…" she nervously replied.
A faint huff could be heard through the speaker.
"If you say so. Got a client headed up, standard suck 'n fuck affair. Just do what he wants and make sure he finishes, got it?
"Yeah… got it…"
The speaker then died with a faint click without another word from the small fennec. He'd never been particularly cheery before, and Judy didn't expect that to change anytime soon.
The process of the private rooms had been explained to her by Nick several times now. The does choose what they want to do and wait out the shift in their assigned rooms. When a guy comes in, he makes it clear what he's looking for; any specific kinks, number of desired partners, etc. They then pair them up with a relevant doe - or does - and hand the client a keycard coded to their specific room. The guy heads upstairs, has his fun, and deposits the keycard back at the entrance once they're done. Afterwards, the does get themselves washed up and ready for the next one while the cleaning staff takes care of any mess in the room. It seemed so much more tame than what Judy had been used to. There was no need to feign interest where there was none, no need to flash her goods to dozens of prying eyes, and she wasn't going to be propositioned by countless males over the course of her shift.
There was still a small part of her that worried if this was truly the right call. Would this help Judy with her burning desires, or would it simply add further fuel to the flames? Considering how much sex she'd already had here, surely doing more would only make things worse?
Judy shook her head clear of such thoughts. She needed to get better if she was to make it to the academy, and she agreed with Nick that this was likely the best path for her to take. She wanted to be in control of her desires, not enslaved to them. After everything that had happened, quitting out completely just didn't feel like the right call.
And though she may not like to admit, Judy did like this job quite a bit. Maybe a little too much, which was exactly the thing she was trying to fix in the first place.
With her client on his way up, Judy began to try and look enticing. She cycled through a series of different poses on the bed before eventually lying on her side and keeping her head propped up with her right arm. She kept the pose steady and waited, feeling her anxiety grow as the time passed. Eventually she heard a pair of footsteps outside the door to her room.
The faint red light on the lock of the door suddenly turned to green, and soon after the door opened to reveal a raccoon nervously holding a keycard in paw. His eyes went wide as soon as he saw the bunny strewn across the bed.
"Oh sweet Lord above…" he muttered.
It actually took a bit of effort on Judy's part not to snicker at his reaction.
The raccoon let out a cough into his paw and stepped forward, his feet shuffling in place as the door closed behind him, again flooding the room in a dim, pink glow. He was surprisingly skinny for a raccoon, looking to be only a small amount wider than the average hare would be.
"I, uh… Hey there…" the male nervously said, his free paw giving a polite wave.
"H-Hi…" Judy replied, keeping her pose on the bed.
Though she too was nervous, the rabbit quickly worked to regain her composure and put on an air of confidence. Had this been her first shift of any kind at the club, she may have been at a loss for what to do next, but she'd worked here now for more than enough time to get a feel for how she should act around the clientele. She tugged the corners of her mouth in a soft, sultry smile and gave the raccoon an exaggerated once-over with her eyes, culminating with her meeting his still shocked gaze.
"So, what brings you here, handsome?"
The raccoon let out an awkward laugh and stepped forward, his plaid shirt and shorts being painted by the accent lighting.
"Well, I was just uh… hoping to let loose a little, you know?"
Judy let out a deliberately girly giggle and bit down on her lip, shooting the male's tented pants a quick look.
"Looks like it… I bet a stud like you could let loose all over me, couldn't you?"
Throwing out cheesy lines like that was something Judy was totally used to by now. She may not always like it, but there was the occasion where it would help get her motor going. And of course the males went crazy for that kind of thing, at least most of them did. Due to the nature of The Rabbit Hole, the majority of males inside were looking for their idea of a typical "slut", the kind of girl that would gladly drop to her knees if asked nicely enough. This varied however from patron to patron. Some, like that deer Lucas and his posse, preferred a casual chat before having their fun. Others didn't use words at all, communicating their desires through a cool look, a beckoning finger, or a firm grip. Judy was more than happy enough to accommodate that last type, as it meant she didn't need to try and debase herself to get what she was truly after..
This raccoon however, clearly wasn't any of those. The line she'd just given him should've been his que to shoot back with something just as ridiculous, or to simply drop his pants and ask her to get to work. The fact that he was still just standing there shuffling his feet with a nervous toothy gin spelled that out more than enough.
After a moment of consideration it came to her. This male was more like Jamie, the gray fox who'd been her first "proper" customer out on the main floor, though not nearly as skittish. As soon as that clicked, Judy's demeanor instantly changed.
"I… I'm sorry," Judy said, pushing herself up into a sitting position onto the end of the bed. "Is this too much?"
The raccoon seemed quite surprised by the sudden shift in the rabbit's behavior, but nonetheless nodded his head.
"Y-Yeah… a little, if I'm being honest."
"That's okay," she said with a soft, warm smile. "First time here, I'm guessing?"
Again, the male nodded.
"Yeah, yeah…" he began. "This ain't really the kind of place I ever thought I'd find myself in but… here we are."
Judy let out a chuckle.
"Believe me, I know how you feel. But as long as you are here, you might as well enjoy it, right?"
"Sure… don't see why not." he replied.
"Do you mind telling me your name?" Judy asked.
"Y-yeah… it's Morgan. Is it okay if I ask for yours?"
"That's private, I'm afraid. But you can call me Carrots, if that's alright with you."
The raccoon let out a small huff.
"That works for me," he said.
Satisfied that she was making progress, Judy decided to take things to the next step.
"So, Morgan. I'll ask a little more clearly this time. What brings you to the club this afternoon?"
At that the raccoon's ears folded behind his head and he brought a paw up to rub at the back of his neck.
"Well, eh… it's… been awhile for me, I guess. Broke up with my girl a few months ago, and eh… it ain't been easy since. Some buddies of mine said that the does here are something special, so… I figured I'd check it out. And from what I'm seeing… You do seem like something special…"
Judy sent him a smile and tilted her head to the side letting her ears fall limp behind her.
"That's nice of you to say. So, what is it that you want to do to me? Or vice versa?"
Morgan seemed a bit startled by Judy's bluntness, but quickly coughed into his paw and replied.
"I wasn't looking for anything crazy… just a normal lay, I guess."
"Keep it simple then," Judy said, rising to her feet and taking a few slow steps towards him. "I can work with that."
The entranced raccoon followed her every movement until she was directly in front of him, a good head shorter. Judy could hear his heart rate increase as she rested her paws on his midsection, gingerly running her paws along his clothed form. Without needing to be told or given express permission, Morgan planted one paw at Judy's waist while the other reached around to the small of her back.
The pair spent the next few minutes exploring each other's bodies, eventually moving to sit back down on the edge of the bed. Though Judy recalled laying with at least one raccoon during her recent stupor, she hadn't quite been in the right headspace to focus on their details. Though Morgan seemed somewhat plump, she was surprised to find that most of that was just a fluff coat of dense fur. This was very appreciated, as Judy did enjoy when a partner had a nice soft body to lay against. Even if that hadn't been the case, Judy wouldn't have found him to be unattractive. There was a certain… dopiness that she couldn't help but be amused by.
Morgan on the other hand looked to be in awe of the naked doe in his arms, his paws quite eager to feel up every available inch of her. The male had yet to try and touch anything between her legs, but one paw was now practically dedicated to feeling her perky tits. The constant fascination with breasts by males had always been a source of amusement for Judy, but that wasn't to say she didn't understand their appeal. She remembered all too well the redness in her ears the first time she'd walked into the girl's locker room back in high school, along with the stern but understanding talk one of her older brothers had given her once he'd discovered her search history on the family computer. Put simply, they were just darn fun - a statement that Morgan certainly seemed to agree with, if his paws were any indication.
But the raccoon seemed far too engrossed in his exploration of her body to think about making the next move. Judy's needs were far from unbearable, but the groping had certainly lit a fire in her belly that was slowly beginning to build. It was clear that she was going to have to continue taking the lead.
The doe ran a curious paw down from his stomach until it reached his pants and lightly tugged against the waistband, sending a surprised jolt through the raccoon. He let out a few wordless stutters but made no attempt to stop her escalation. When she finally managed to free his hardened length from its confines, she stared at it and licked her lips. Perhaps that exaggerated her enthusiasm somewhat, but she was starting to get pretty horny, and any dick was good at that point. Anything that would help her get things under control.
A soft gasp escaped Morgan's muzzle when Judy started to idly stroke him up and down, her other paw still resting on his chest.
"Holy sweet mother of…" he said, unconsciously giving a light thrust of his hips. Judy chuckled to herself and looked up at him.
"Enjoying yourself so far?" she asked as she continued her stroking.
"Hell yes, sweetie. Er, I-" he stammered. "I… Sorry, I hope it's not weird if I call you that."
"Not a problem. It's a lot nicer than what most guys here call me."
"Oh… uh, sorry you have to deal with that."
Again, Judy chuckled.
"Hey, it's not your fault. In fact, I think I might reward you for your good manners…"
Slowly Judy removed her paws from his body before she began to lean back until she was lying flat against the bed, her legs still dangling off the side. In a single motion, the doe pulled her legs up and spread them wide, giving Morgan a delicious view of the pink flesh peeking through her opening.
"You ready to really get things going?" she asked, voice hoarse with want.
A wide-eyed, wordless nod was all that came from the raccoon. With a sudden sense of haste the male brought himself to his feet and completely removed his pants. His right paw gave his length a few idle strokes while the other planted itself on one of her toned thighs. Gently he prodded his tip to her opening, but seeming almost hesitant to fully take the plunge, as if he was waiting to give the all clear. Judy did appreciate that he was so adamant on confirming consent, but they were long past that at this point. The doe bit her lip and nodded.
Slowly the raccoon hardened cock slid into her moistened folds, causing him to let out a few gasps as he did so. Once he was fully inside her, the male gave a few light thrusts, prompting Judy to let out a few pleasured huffs of her own. Morgan was far from the machine of power and stamina that was Nick, but he was still doing a good enough job for her to enjoy it. Plus, she couldn't help but feel a little vulnerable in her current position, adding to her excitement.
"Oooo, that's it," Judy cooed. "Keep that up, Morgan."
The raccoon nodded through a panted breath, gradually increasing the pace of his thrusting. Both of his paws soon found their way to the underside of either of Judy's knees, gently pinning her legs further down.
"Holy ffff… Fuck, you're tight…" he murmured, pulling his hips back only to plunge deeper in a second later. Judy fought back the urge to laugh at the way he cursed, like his own mother would burst down the door if he dared to mutter a single swear. That, and the comment in question was pretty amusing to her.. Most of the males she had been with at the club by that point had commented on how tight she was around them. To Judy, that made perfect sense. She was smaller than most of them, so it made sense that their cock would feel all the more engulfed when they were inside her.
Judy attempted to grip onto the bed sheets, only to again be reminded that there were none present. Instead, she raised both arms above her head and firmly grasped at each ear, giving them a gentle tug as she did so. The fire in her core gradually built itself with each additional thrust, even more so as Morgan soon began to pick up the pace and pound into her at a steady rhythm.
"Mmmh… Oh yes… Ooohh…" she moaned, now rolling her hips to meet his thrusts.
She was quite thankful that this raccoon seemed to have somewhat of an idea about what he was doing. Granted, he wasn't really doing anything specific that would further Judy's own pleasures, but she could hardly blame the mammal for that. He was paying to have a good time, not necessarily to ensure she had one as well.
Thankfully, the gradually pounding was having a noticeable effect on her. It wasn't too long before Judy felt the rising presence of an approaching orgasm. With her mind clouded with lust, all she could do was reach out her paws and grasp at the collar of Morgan's shirt, pulling him lower onto her.
"Ohhh, I'm gonna cum… Keep fucking me, please… Aaahhh!"
Fireworks lit inside her mind as her body twitched and her walls clamped down on Morgan's cock, eliciting a shocked huff of amazement from the raccoon. The noises the doe made worked to push the raccoon a little further, causing his thrusting to only become more frantic. The rabbit mewled and her legs shivered as she started to come down from her high. A short moment later, Judy began to feel a familiar pulse come from the cock inside her. He was approaching his peak as well.
"That's it, Morgan. Don't hold back." Judy said, coaxing him towards his release.
"Oh man, oh man…" the male huffed through clenched teeth. Afterwards, he suddenly freed himself completely from her folds and moved a paw to rapidly stroke himself. "Ahhhh… I really should've asked this beforehand, but… do you mind if I nut on your face, sweetie?"
Again, Judy suppressed a laugh. It was a fairly simple request, compared to some of the other ones she'd gotten before, but there was a certain… purity to the way he said it that amused Judy to no end.
The doe offered no reply. Instead, she simply smiled at him before opening her mouth and letting her tongue roll out. Seeing that he had permission, Morgan rapidly increased the pace at which he jerked himself, culminating in a series of moans as he climbed halfway over Judy to close the distance.
"Nnnnggghh!" he cried, sending his initial shot of hot seed bursting onto the bridge of her nose. Judy flinched at the sudden feeling, closing her eyes before the next shot landed squarely in her opened mouth. Her chest heaved as she revealed in the sensation, and in the taste of each burst of her savory reward.
The doe was almost disappointed when the final spurt came from the male, lazily falling onto her bare chest. She was growing quite accustomed to the taste of cum, and had become quite fond of the messy state she'd be left in by the proverbial fire hose that was Nick Wilde, The comparatively small load that was strewn across her face and chest almost made her a little disappointed
The key word there being 'almost'. Judy was still quite satisfied by the relatively short bout of sex, and already she felt her gnawing need begin to subside.
Both mammals were still for a moment, with Morgan kneeling between her legs at the base of the bed. Neither said a word through their heavy breaths for a brief time, until eventually the male spoke.
"Oh jeez… wow…" he muttered, dick still in paw.
"Hehe, you weren't too bad yourself," she replied. The doe then licked her lips clean of any remaining cum.
His breath still heaving, Morgan removed himself from between Judy's legs and sat down at the edge of the bed next to her.
"Ooof… okay…" he began, awkwardly patting a beat with his paws. "So, uh… sorry if this is weird to ask, but did you eh… you know, with the moaning and…"
"What, did I fake it?" Judy chuffed. "Of course not! That was what a real satisfied bunny sounds like, mister."
"Sorry, sorry. I just… didn't really know what to expect from this place, but this was… this was really nice. Thanks, uh… Carrots."
Judy gave a polite smile and nodded.
"Glad I could help you, Morgan."
With only a few more words spoken between them, the raccoon soon got himself dressed and headed on his way, giving Judy a little half-wave goodbye just before the door locked behind him. Judy however continued to lay there covered in the sticky mess. Though she was feeling satisfied, she couldn't help but feel a nagging sensation pulling at the strings of her mind, telling her that something was amiss. Her eyes lazily darted around the room as she toiled over the source of this feeling, until eventually it hit her.
The silence. There was no blaring music, no dense crowd, no exaggerated moans from the other does. Most noticeably at all, there was no crowd of males staring at her hungrily, waiting for the chance to experience her for themselves. Waiting for the chance to reignite her desires, waiting to grab and pin her against the nearest table. After four nights of complete sexual overload, simply laying there once the task was done, with both parties satisfied and seemingly in no need of further release, it felt… strange.
Why it felt that way, Judy couldn't say for sure. Perhaps her body had just grown used to that experience? In all likelihood, the doe had orgasmed more times during that stupor than she had in the entirety of the previous month. It had been a non-stop assault on her senses from the beginning of her shift right up until closing time. So maybe changing that was going to take a little more focused effort on her part? At the same time though, her needs had been more than satisfied over the last week thanks to Nick, and she never experienced anything like this after they'd fucked.
Judy lightly shook her head. Whatever the source of her internal woes were, she wasn't going to sort them out at the moment. Instead, she focused on one thing;
How did she feel?
She was lying on her back naked, tits and face covered in the creamy white discharge of a male that didn't even know her name, and who's own name she'd only learned a few minutes prior to their intercourse. This raccoon had paid to sleep with her, and she'd done so willingly. She was a prostitute, and there was a non-zero chance that this wouldn't be her only customer that day.
Yet despite the circumstance, Judy actually felt… okay. Not great, mind. Her current situation was far from ideal in her mind. Far too much sex and not enough prepping for the academy. But, she didn't feel bad. She didn't hate herself, not like she did the last time she'd worked at the club.
If anything, Judy took that as a sign that regardless of the strange situation the rabbit was in, perhaps things were going to get better for her.
Judy smiled, clinging onto that sliver of hope until it drowned out any creeping doubts.
She could get through this. Of this, she was certain. As long as she stayed strong, tried to get better, and wasn't afraid of going to her friends or Nick for help.
They would be there for her. That had been proven enough already.