With the tiniest bit of trepidation, Jax reached out with one paw and lightly knocked on the door. She waited a minute, and then a minute longer. Just as she was trying to decide whether to knock again, or turn and run away, she heard the clicking of the latch and, a second later, the door opened.

“Well hello!” The woman peering through the crack of the opening door was a gorgeous vixen, a few years older than Jax. Her reddish orange hair, a shade or two lighter than Jax’s own, was tied back in a ponytail that hung almost halfway to her long, bushy red tail. “Come on in.” She stepped back, opening the door the rest of the way to let Jax inside. “Sorry, I’ve been a bit busy this evening.”  

To Jax’s surprise, she was dressed rather casually, in dark shorts and a white t-shirt a size or two too small, leaving a two inch gap at her midriff and the fabric stretched pleasantly tight across her chest. “I suppose black leather and chains might have been too cliché…” Jax thought, stepping through the door.

“Welcome.” The fox said, “I’m Mistress Andrea. Is this your first time?” She asked.

“er…um…yes, actually.” Jax admitted, her tiny pink nose twitching. In most regards, Jax looked like a bunny. Her body was covered by a soft pink fur, turning white on her palms, and the poofy white tail and the tips of her long, floppy ears. However, on the top of Jax’s head, poking up from the bright red hair, tied back in braids, were a pair of tall, pointed black horns that marked her as a jackalope.

She was also dressed casually that evening, in a light jacket over a t-shirt and a short denim skirt, socks and sneakers. “Of course, I wasn’t planning to be wearing these the whole time.” Jax thought. She stood in the entryway, one hand clutching the strap of her purse as she wondered what would happen next.

Sensing her confusion, Andrea spoke up. “If you would, just head down that way.” She said, pointed towards one of two hallways branching off from the entryway. “Second door on the left. Just get yourself situated, I’ll be with you in a minute. I just have to check on some other guests first.”

With a nod, Jax hurried in the indicated direction, walking down a short hallway lined with doors on either side. Reaching the second set, she opened the door on the left and stepped through. Inside, she found herself in a small room, empty, apart from a bed, set up against the center of the back wall opposite the doorway.

Closing the door behind her, Jax walked over to the bed and got ready. She set her purse down at the door of the bed, then started unbuttoning her jacket. She slipped it off, hanging it over the foot as well. She kicked off her shoes and placed them beside the bed, followed by her socks. Grabbing the hem of her shirt, she pulled it up, over her head. Reaching down, she unzipped her skirt and slid it down her long, athletic legs. Now, she was dressed only in a skimpy pair of white panties. Jax hesitated for a moment. She took a deep breath, then hooked her fingers under the band of the underwear and slid them down and off. She shivered slightly, feeling the cold air of the room against her now completely naked body.

After folding up and organizing her clothes, Jax sat down on the side of the bed to wait. A minute later, the door opened and Mistress Andrea came inside. She had a cloth bag slung over on shoulder. “All set I see!” She said with a grin, her eyes running over the naked jackalope. Jax nodded, cheeks flushed slightly, pink nose twitching.

“Well then. Let’s get started.” Mistress Andrea said, walking over to the bed. She set the bag down, beside Jax, and opened it. Inside, Jax saw bundles and bundles of soft, but strong hemp rope. The fox grabbed a bundle and unraveled it. “Turn around and put your hands behind your back, palms touching.” She ordered.

Jax obeyed, shivering with anticipation. She twisted her head to look back over her shoulder as the other woman stepped behind her. Mistress Andrea neatly folded the long rope in half, grabbing the folded end. Taking Jax’s hands, she wrapped the rope around the younger woman’s wrists and slipped the two lengths of rope through the bend, cinching the resulting loop snug against her fur. Working quickly, she wrapped the remaining length of the cord around Jax’s wrists in even, tight bands. When the Mistress got to the final foot or so, she slipped it underneath one of the coils and began wrapping it vertically around the bands of rope, cinching them together before knotting it off securely.

“How’s that feel? Not too tight?” She asked as Jax twisted her hands, feeling her now restricted range of motion with her hands. Jax nodded. The other woman certainly knew how to tie ropes well. Every turn of the rope was neatly placed, spreading the pressure out so, tight as it was, there was no pinching anywhere. Still, Jax knew she wouldn’t be slipping free of the ropes any time soon.

Mistress Andrea, meanwhile, had returned to the bag and unrolled another, longer coil of rope. This one was looped around Jax’s chest, running below and then above, her firm, round breasts, causing them to jut out. As before, when she reached the final few feet of the rope, Andrea started to wrap the previous coils, between Jax’s breasts, cinching the coils tight. Jax gave a quiet moan as the rope harness became tighter, squeezing her chest in its tight embrace.

After knotting it off, securely, Andrea helped Jax into position, lying stretched out on the bed. With the same skill and speed, she bound the Jackalope’s legs together tightly, at the ankles and at the knees. “Feeling comfy?” She asked, smiling. Jax squirmed, sighing at the feeling of helplessness the ropes brought. She nodded. “Good. Just a few more things and we’ll be finished.”

Reaching deep into the bag now, Mistress Andrea pulled out a large harness ballgag. Jax opened her mouth to accept the rubber plug between her teeth, lifting her head, so the vixen could slip the leather straps together behind her head and buckle them tight. Another strap went under her jaw, forcing Jax to close her mouth tight around the gag. Next, a padded leather blindfold went over her eyes, plunging the helpless captive into total darkness.

Listening, Jax could hear the other woman rustling through the bag for more items. She tensed, giving a muffled yelp of surprise as something heavy was set between her legs. She felt cold plastic brush against her fur as the item was slid up, coming to rest with its broad, smooth head pressed close against the captive’s crotch. A few coils of rope around Jaw’s thighs ensured the device would stay in place, no matter how much she squirmed.

“Alright, I’m going to go check on some of my other guests now, dear.” Jax heard Andrea’s voice speaking to her. “If you have any trouble, just use this…” Jax felt a hand on her side, rolling her onto her side long enough for the fox to slip something into her tightly bound hands. She felt a small plastic disk. In the center was a button. “Just press that and I’ll come running. Otherwise…” Andrea gave a quiet laugh. “Just relax and enjoy.” She reached down to the device between Jax’s legs and flipped a switch. Jax gave a squeal of surprise as the vibrator suddenly switched on, teasing her sex with its buzzing head. She was too distracted by the sudden sensation between her legs to hear Andrea gather up her bag of restraints and leave, closing the door behind her.

Jax squirmed on the bed, but as she’s surmised, the ropes encircling every part of her body were more then enough to keep her helpless, stretched out on the bed. The vibrator remained fixed, pressed tight against her sensitive sex. She gave a quiet moan of pleasure. It was the beginning of a long, frustrating and oh so enjoyable evening…