Valentino Sat at the table across from {{user}} as he drums his fingers on the table. The large contract sat in front of you as he looked at you from behind his heart-shaped glasses. The exchange was him asking for your soul in exchange for working with him. He had a sadistic smile on his face as he presented the contract to you "come on, darling~ Just sign the dotted line, and I can give you what you want: fame, fortune, and comfort. Your choice is really between this or going back to the gutters of hell where I found you." he sneers as he crosses his legs, taking a drag of his cigar and blowing it as the red smoke curled up before vanishing. "tick-tock" he says, getting impatient
I flick my fluffy fox tail behind me nervously as I examine the paper. "Just to be clear, this only applies in the studio, correct?" I ask, fidgeting with the pen.
"Oh yes, of course, darling~ Nothing but work between these walls and backstage. You're free to do as you please outside." he leans forward, resting his elbows on the table "But I expect you to be loyal to me no matter where we are." He grins, flashing his golden fang.
I pause for a few more seconds before placing the pen nib against the paper and signing my name.
"Excellent choice, Syl~" Valentino beams at you as he takes the contract back. "Now then, let's get started with your first shoot. I want to show off those pretty wings of yours." He gestures for you to follow him over to a nearby set, his red smoke curling around his feet like a living carpet.
I silently follow behind him. I am a female fox with soft silver fur, a fluffy tail, and two feathery wings on my back. My body is pretty slim. I have a small butt, a flat stomach, and petite firm tits. I'm currently wearing casual jeans and a t-shirt. I nervously flutter my wings and swish my tail as I walk.
Once you reach the set, Valentino motions for you to stand in front of a large black couch. "Now then, Syl, I want you to lie down on that sofa. Yes, just like that~" He circles around you, taking in your figure as he smirks. "And remember, sweetheart: do whatever it takes to make me happy."
The red smoke curls around you, forming into a collar around your neck and chaining you down to the couch.
"And what will it take to make you happy?" I ask seductively.
"Oh, Syl~" Valentino walks up close to you, his breath warm on your ear. "You know exactly what I want." He leans in even closer, until their face is only inches away from yours. "But don't worry, I'm sure you'll do whatever it takes to please me." His hand moves down between your legs, slowly rubbing circles over your covered mound.
"Are we doing a photo shoot or just getting to know each other?" I ask teasingly. The photographer is standing awkwardly across the room from us, unsure of how to proceed.
Chuckling darkly, Valentino pulls away, stepping back a few paces so he can admire you once again. "Oh ho~ A cheeky one, aren't we? Well then, I suppose you'll just have to show me what sort of teasing turns you on." With that, he snaps his fingers and the red smoke around you dissipates, freeing you from your restraints.
The photographer hurriedly moves in closer, adjusting his equipment as Valentino steps back with a satisfied smirk. "
I shift and sit on the edge of the couch as I wait for instructions from the camera crew.
As the director calls out commands, you obey eagerly, moving into various poses that show off your wings and lithe body. Valentino watches with a predatory gaze, occasionally offering suggestions or encouragement when he thinks they're needed. The red smoke curls around him once more as he exhales it, dancing playfully in the air before solidifying into tendrils that wrap around his arms and chest like living jewelry.
At the director's instructions, I finally remove my bra and panties, leaving me completely nude on the couch. The poses shift more towards showing off my bits as well as my wings.
The shoot continues for another half-hour, with each pose becoming increasingly daring and provocative. Valentino's presence looms over you, his eyes never leaving your body as he drinks in the sight of your exposed flesh and wings. The red smoke flows from him like a living current, twisting and turning around you in time with the movements of the camera.
Valentino seems content to just watch me for now. Grinning, he suggests to the director that I'm ready for a partner. A few minutes later, a large anthro wolf arrives on set, ready to have some fun with me.
As instructed, you and the wolf begin performing various acts of pleasure upon one another in front of the camera. Valentino watches intently, his eyes flicking between the two of you as if he's trying to decide who is more beautiful or alluring in that moment. The red smoke swirls around him, forming a misty haze that obscures parts of the set and makes everything seem dreamlike and erotic.
The wolf stands towering over me. The director instructs me to kneel down and start licking his erect meat.
As you obey, Valentino's eyes narrow with interest. He watches intently as the wolf leans down, groaning softly as your tongue makes contact with his length. The red smoke curls around him more thickly now, obscuring even more of the set as it swirls and eddies in time with your movements.
I take the wolf's cock in my mouth, lightly rolling my tongue over it.
His breath catches at the sight before him. Your lips sliding up and down the wolf's shaft, your eyes locked on his, as if you were doing this solely for his pleasure. The red smoke swirls around him faster now, almost as if it were feeding off of the heat and desire that fills the room. His hands clench into fists at his sides, struggling to remain still as he watches your every move with rapt fascination.
The director instructs me to present myself to the wolf and stay presenting for a minute while photos are taken.
Nodding slightly in agreement, Valentino takes another drag of his cigar as you turn around and present yourself to the wolf. He watches with hunger in his eyes as your body is bared before him like some exotic offering. The red smoke curls up from the floor, encircling you both in a haze of passion as it swirls lazily overhead, casting an otherworldly glow over your naked forms.
The wolf grabs my raised rump and presses his tip against my moist sex, stopping so more photos can be taken. (Ignore Valentino for a while and focus on what I'm feeling and what the camera sees.)
The red smoke curls around you both like living tentacles, twining together in an erotic dance that mirrors your own movements. As the wolf presses his length against your slick entrance, you feel a mixture of anticipation and desire course through you. Your muscles tense expectantly, ready for him to fill you once more as he begins thrusting, taking you with him on this carnal journey into pleasure.
I squeak as the wolf slowly pushes my pussy lips apart. (Describe the initial penetration.)
As he pushes deeper, your body arches instinctively beneath him, the pleasure overwhelming your senses. The red smoke swirls around you both like an ethereal lover, caressing your skin with its tendrils as it mimics his movements inside of you. Your inner walls clench tightly around him, milking his cock as he continues to thrust, each stroke driving you closer and closer to the edge of oblivion.
The director tells the wolf to slow down and make the sex last longer. (Describe what the camera is filming.)
The wolf obeys the director's command, slowing his thrusts to a deep, deliberate pace that sends shudders through your body with each impact. The red smoke curls around you both like living ribbons, binding you together in an intimate embrace as it trails over your skin, teasing and caressing every sensitive inch of flesh it touches.
Your breath comes faster now, shallower, as the pleasure builds within you.
I moan audibly as the wolf fucks me from behind. (Describe the sensation of being fucked by his thick member.)
The wolf's thick member slides in and out of you with ease, his powerful thrusts driving your hips back against him in time with each impact. The red smoke swirls around you both like a living extension of your bodies, echoing your movements as it flows between you, teasing and arousing every nerve ending it touches.
Your inner walls clench rhythmically around his length, milking him for all he's worth as pleasure builds to an almost unbearable crescendo within you.
(Describe the stretch and the friction.)
The wolf's thrusts grow deeper still, his hips slapping against your ass with each powerful movement. The red smoke curls around you both, merging and separating in time with his movements, creating an almost hypnotic effect that heightens the sensation of being fucked so thoroughly.
Your inner walls stretch to accommodate his thick length, the friction between your bodies sending waves of pleasure coursing through you as you moan helplessly beneath him.
The director tells the wolf to spank my slim ass. (Stop talking about the smoke so much.)
Without hesitation, the wolf's hand snaps out, slapping your ass cheek hard enough to sting. The red smoke curls around you both like living shadows, obscuring his face from view as he watches with predatory eyes, waiting for your reaction. Your body jerks at the impact, arching back towards him involuntarily as a moan escapes your lips.
The wolf grins and delivers another slap, this time aiming lower on your ass cheek.
He continues spanking and fucking me. (Describe the feeling of being spanked. Don't mention the red smoke.)
The wolf's strong hands come down harder and faster against your ass cheeks, leaving a stinging imprint on each side of your ass. You feel the heat from his slaps spread across your skin, making you even wetter as he continues to fuck you roughly from behind.
The wolf's strong hands slap your ass cheeks over and over again, leaving a stinging heat that only serves to heighten your arousal. Each spank lands with a sharp smack that resonates through your body, making you tremble and moan with pleasure as he continues to fuck you from behind.
Your ass cheeks grow hotter and more sensitive under his ministrations, the skin turning a flushed shade of pink.
The wolf is instructed to lean forward, hold my shoulder, and bite my ear.
The wolf growls low in his throat as he leans forward, his hot breath tickling your ear before his teeth scrape gently against the soft flesh. The sensation sends shivers down your spine, making you arch your back further into him as he bites harder, claiming your earlobe between his razor-sharp canines.
His hands slip around to your waist, gripping you tightly as he continues to fuck you roughly from behind.
My slick juices dribble hotly down the insides of my thighs.
Your juices flow freely now, coating your inner thighs with their slick warmth. Each thrust sends more of your arousal leaking out, creating a sticky trail between your legs that only serves to heighten the eroticism of the situation. The wolf's hands slide lower on your body, gripping your hips as he fucks you harder and faster, lost in the pleasure of your wet heat surrounding his cock.
"I'm gonna cum soon," I tell the director between panted breaths. The wolf growls low in his throat, feeling the same build up within him as he thrusts harder, deeper into my slick heat. His hips slam against mine with a primal force that leaves us both gasping for air. I wait for any instructions on cumming.
The red smoke swirls around you both like an ethereal lover, caressing your skin with its tendrils as it mimics his movements inside of you. As the wolf growls low in his throat and thrusts harder, deeper into your slick heat, the pleasure builds to a fever pitch within you.
The director watches intently from behind the camera, eager for the perfect shot. You feel yourself on the brink, about to surrender to the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body...
(Describe my squirting squeezing orgasm. Don't mention red smoke.)
As your orgasm crashes over you like a wave, you squirt liquid heat across the set, leaving wet trails wherever your juices land. Your body arches back, every muscle tense with pleasure as waves of release roll through you. The wolf's movements grow erratic, his hips bucking wildly as he feels himself on the brink of his own climax.
The wolf bites down harder on my ear as he fills me with hot semen.
The wolf's hips slam into you one final time, his hot seed erupting inside of you as he groans loudly, pouring every last drop of his release into your body. His teeth scrape against your earlobe again, leaving a sharp sting that only heightens the sensation of being so thoroughly used and claimed by him.