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Great. That was just what he wanted to hear.
8
FOX, PUP, AND BUNNY
Autumn was pacing back and forth across the living room floor when she heard them return. She froze, staring in shock as the Fox carried a bound and gagged Brody into the room.
“What . . . Daddy, what is going on?”
Worry filled her, but she pushed it down. This was the Fox. He would never hurt Brody. Or her.
“Why aren’t you sitting on the sofa, watching one of your movies?” the Fox demanded.
“Because I was worried and I couldn’t concentrate. Daddy . . . what have you done?” she whispered.
“What was necessary. Come, we’re going to the playroom.”
He heaved Brody further up his shoulder.
“Daddy, I don’t think it’s a good idea to carry Brody down the stairs.”
“Why not?”
“You might drop him.”
“I haven’t dropped a body since I was younger than Ink’s twins.”
Holy. Heck.
Okay . . . she guessed he knew what he was doing. But . . .
“Brody isn’t a body, though, Daddy. He’s a person. That we care about.”
The Fox turned and studied her for a moment. “You really think I would drop him? Hurt him?”
Autumn sighed and shook her head. “I know you wouldn’t, Daddy. Sorry.”
Brody made a muffled noise, and she winced, thinking about how uncomfortable he must be.
The Fox smacked his hand down on Brody’s ass. “That’s enough out of you.” Turning, he moved down the stairs to the playroom. She had to hold onto the rail as her heart was racing with nerves.
And a bit of anticipation.
But . . . perhaps she should leave the two of them to it. Maybe she should go to bed. She stood in the doorway and watched as the Fox slid Brody off his shoulder and onto his feet. Brody swayed for a moment and the Fox grabbed him, steadying him. He quickly undid the rope at his ankles and then the cuffs at his wrists, before he drew the gag out of his mouth.
She noticed Brody had a stain on his T-shirt, which said:And yet, despite the look on my face, you’re still talking.
“Right, strip off, Pup,” the Fox said. “Then into the corner with you. Ass out, hands on the back of your head.”
Brody nodded jerkily, stripping down and moving into the corner. She stared from him to the Fox, nervously shifting from foot to foot. Her thumb slid into her mouth as she tried to soothe herself. The Fox pulled a chair into the middle of the room. Then he grabbed a Naughty Pup paddle, a big anal plug and some lube, placing them on a small table by the chair.
He sat, but instead of calling Brody over, he turned to her.
“Come here, baby girl,” the Fox said gently.
She didn’t need any more encouragement. Rushing toward him, she moved between his open legs. He drew her thumb from her mouth before setting her on his lap.
“What’s the matter, Bunny?” he asked.
