by Tom Jones
Arcades approached the next cage, and this cage was of a male canoid of indeterminate subrace. This dog had the same feelings as the cat of being in the cage. The fox frowned, and he shut his eyes in disgust. Though his eyes were closed, he could hear moans coming from several of the other caged anthros. Arcades felt as if his sanity was being tested in some sort of sick experiment. Arcades’ eyes shot open as he could hear the door that he had entered open. Before Arcades looked to see who was entering, he quickly ran to a spot between a couple of the cages, and he went prone due to the fact that he had room to do so. His heart was pounding, and he now was certain that he would not allow himself to get caught. Arcades could hear footsteps approaching his position, but he continued to lie on the floor in wait. Arcades saw an anthro walk in front of him, a red fox, and the red fox was wearing absolutely nothing except for a pair of black boots. Arcades saw the red fox’s throbbing erection, and this made him feel even more uneasy.
The red fox stopped in front of Arcades, but he did not notice the black fox covered in dust. Arcades was now thanking the vent for the camouflage that it gave him. He reached towards his G17, and he held the pistol that was still holstered. However, he did not remove it from the holster. Arcades was not sure if he would have to use his handgun. The red fox looked around all of the anthros locked in the cages as if he was making a choice. Arcades was able to see the collar that the red fox was wearing. It had the number 322 on the front of it. The red fox turned around, and Arcades was able to faintly see an Omega on the back of the collar. This symbol immediately reminded Arcades of the Omega Foundation, but he brushed it off as a coincidence. Arcades could not confirm that this had to do with the Foundation itself.
The red fox spoke aloud, “Ahh, I think the bitch in this one wants it. You look like you’re ready to get pozzed up now, don’t you?” Arcades’ heart dropped when he heard the other fox talk, but he realized that he was not the one being spoken to. The red fox stood next to a cage that was directly in front of Arcades’ field of view, and he pushed his collar up against the scanner. The icon on the scanner turned to green, and he reached to the dark brown wolf that was in the cage. The red fox spoke to the wolf, “Alright bitch, get your ass out of that cage, and get fucking ready.” Arcades’ eye twitched as he had a feeling of what he was about to witness. The feeling in his stomach had only gotten worse, and it also was even worse as Arcades would have to wait for the red fox to finish whatever he was planning on doing before he would be able to proceed with the mission without being detected. The red fox did his best to help the brown wolf stand up with how restrained the wolf was. The wolf was also unable to see the red fox or Arcades due to the blindfold contrary to the fact that the wolf was facing directly at Arcades, giving the fox a clear view of the wolf’s face. The wolf looked somewhat excited, and this was exceedingly terrifying to Arcades.
The red fox pushed the wolf to his knees and said, “Alright, bitch. I hope you’re not as tight as the last wolf I fucked.” Arcades did his best to keep his breathing under control, as pure anguish was overtaking him. The wolf dropped to his knees, and the red fox pushed the wolf’s back forwards. The wolf’s tail had raised up in the air, and the red fox began rubbing his hand along the wolf’s buttocks and back. The red fox pushed the wolf’s face to the floor as the wolf was unable to support himself with his hands bound behind his back. The wolf was already moaning with pleasure knowing the event that was about to take place. The red fox cooed, “Ahh, you’re already craving it, aren’t you, bitch?” The wolf let out a few muffled noises, but the ballgag that was in the wolf’s mouth prevented the wolf from speaking any intelligible words.
Arcades took a deep breath, and he tried to hold it the best he could. He knew what was about to come next. The red fox spoke aloud one more time, “Here it comes, you dirty slut!” The red fox jammed his penis inside of the wolf’s anus. Arcades instantly winced at the disgusting sight of homosexual sodomy. Arcades closed his eyes tightly, and he could hear moaning coming from the two anthros. Arcades’ worst fears had now been confirmed. He was going to have to make it to the very top of this cesspool of sin, and he did not know how he was going to get that done. As the two anthros continued their sexual activities, Arcades tried to ignore the noise the best he could, but he really wanted to forget the image that he saw. Arcades wished that none of this was real, and that this was all some kind of sick fiction. However, he knew that this was very real, and the very thought of that filled him with more anguish than before. He had witnessed a red fox sodomize a wolf, and he knew that this was only the beginning.
Arcades was just hoping for it all to end, as he wanted to move on with the mission. However, he knew that he would certainly be detected if he were to try and move now. Arcades heard the door open again, and his attention was caught by the naked male lion who walked into the room. The red fox heard the lion approach, and he turned around to face him. The red fox lessened his grip on the brown wolf, and the wolf fell forwards on his face and moaned as fluid began dripping from his anus. The red fox saw the collar that the lion was wearing, and his expression instantly changed. The lion grabbed the fox’s mouth to hold it shut, and he said, “Hey bitch, what are you doing down here?” The red fox squirmed a bit, but was no match for the lion. Arcades was able to see the number on the collar the lion was wearing. The lion had the number 410 on the collar. Arcades remembered that anthros with higher numbered collars held greater authority over anthros with lower numbered collars.
The lion turned the fox around, and Arcades was astonished by how the red fox had been instantly put in his place. The lion pushed the fox to his knees, and the red fox began to whimper in fear. Arcades was having a hard time telling if the fox was pretending to protest against the lion or if the red fox was actually terrified. The lion pulled out a fox muzzle from a nearby box, and he pulled it over the fox’s mouth. The lion then removed a pair of leather handcuffs, and he applied them to the fox’s wrists. The lion finally took out a padlock, and he locked the fox’s wrists together behind his back. Arcades was hoping that the anthros would go away, but he felt that he was not going to get away that easily. The lion then spat in his hands before rubbing the spit on his penis. Arcades knew what was about to happen next. He closed his eyes as he heard the lion sodomize the red fox. The moaning sounds were even louder than before, and it was too much for Arcades to handle.
After what felt like hours, the anthros finally finished up. There was now a sizable puddle of semen on the floor from the lion, the wolf, and the fox collectively. The lion unlocked the wolf’s ankle restraints, and he dragged both of the defeated anthros to their feet. The lion held both of them by their restrained arms before saying, “I think we can have more fun if we go to my room. How does that sound to you little sluts?” The two anthros only moaned in sinful pleasure. Arcades watched as the lion dug through the box to find two short leashes. He attached them to the collars, and he tugged at the collars to force the anthros to walk. He left the blindfold on the wolf, and the wolf accidentally walked right into the fox. The lion chuckled, “You fucking stupid worthless bitch, watch where you’re going. Dumbass.”
After they exited, Arcades began to silently stand up, and he was hoping that nobody else would enter the room before he had the chance to exit. He could still hear moaning from the other caged anthros that intensified when they heard the sinful acts, but he tried his best to not pay attention to it. When Arcades got to his feet, he moved out of his hiding spot, and he looked at the puddle of semen on the floor. He shook his head in both disappointment and disgust as he carefully maneuvered around it. Arcades realized that he had to watch where he was going, so he would not step in any other puddles of sexual fluids.
Arcades progressed in order to exit the room, and he waited a few seconds to give the three anthros plenty of time to get out of his way. The fox slowly opened the handle, and he peeked into the connecting hall. He let out a sigh of relief as he saw that nobody was there. He moved out of the r
oom, and he carefully walked down the hall while watching out for any other fluids on the floor. Not knowing which way to go, Arcades wandered down the hall, and he was looking for another door that would take him to where he wanted to go. He assumed that he was still on a lower floor, so he was looking for a stairwell or something that would take him up to another floor. He was still wondering what the helicopters were trying to take out of this place.
After wandering, Arcades finally found an elevator. Though using the elevator would make it easy to reach the top of the building, Arcades knew that he would be at risk of detection. Besides, he did not know if the elevator required the collar to be scanned before it would operate. The fox decided that it would be best to find another way to reach the helipad on the roof. Arcades assumed that the other three anthros probably used the elevator, as he did not see them anywhere, and he could not hear them wandering nearby either. The dim lighting of the lower level still made navigation slightly difficult, but Arcades’ eyes were now adjusted for the darkness. Arcades decided that he was going to continue wandering, and he was hoping that he would find a way up.
After some wandering, the fox found a door with a sign above it. The sign read, “NEXT FLOOR UP” Arcades opened the door slowly, and he could see a staircase. The fox did not have any business on the floor he was currently on, so he decided to take the staircase up. Arcades immediately remembered his CQB skills when it came to traversing staircases, so he instinctively drew his G17 and aimed it upwards. However, the fox did not enable the weapon’s flashlight as he knew that it would surely give his position away. He also took a brief look down at the floor to watch out for puddles of semen or other substances he would not be too happy to step in. He did see a few puddles on his way up, but he made sure to not even get close to them. There was no telling if the puddles held disease or not, and Arcades did not want to find out for himself. The lighting in the staircase was much like the lighting of the lower room, so Arcades had to make sure that he was extra careful when he made his way up.
Arcades made his way to the peak of the staircase, and he was met with disappointment. Arcades wanted to just get to the helipad, but he caught on to the fact that he would have to explore the entire building in order to get up to the rooftop. He did not even remember seeing any means of a fire escape on the exterior. Arcades found himself understanding why. If there was a fire, it would be better for all of the evidence within the interior to be destroyed, and that evidence includes all anthros inside. Arcades briefly whispered to himself, “What a shame…” The fox wondered how this place could be so hidden from everything else. He did not understand how nobody would ever think to investigate it, especially with the helicopter sorties that always happen on the same day of the week. The establishment was not even that far from the closest town either. Arcades wished that he brought a means of taking evidence of the place, as he feared that nobody would believe him if he were to tell of what goes on. After all, Arcades was a fox, so that did not help his credibility.
Arcades waited in front of the door, and he placed his ear that was not covered by the headset up to the door. He listened carefully for any movement that would be behind the door. He tried to brace himself for whatever he would see on the other side. He knew that he would have to witness whatever sins that were taking place in order to make his way up to the next floor. The fox holstered his G17, and he tried to remember how many anthros Bocchino said were in the hotel at once. The fox took into account what numbers were listed on the first floor that he had exited. That was only the first one hundred ‘rooms’. Arcades realized that he still had to ascend nine more floors before he would get to the helipad. Arcades clenched his gloved fist, and he swallowed all of the saliva that was currently in his mouth. Arcades opened the door.
When Arcades entered the next area, he noticed that it was slightly less dim than the last area he was in. He was again relieved to have not have been seen by any anthro as he made his entry. Arcades took a moment to look at the clothes he was wearing, and he could see that his black uniform was still slightly gray from all of the dust. The way the dust masked his solid color uniform reminded him of the A-TACS LE camouflage pattern. He decided that he would not brush off all of the dust yet, as he thought that it would help him potentially blend in with other surroundings since the lighting conditions were still poor. Arcades continued down a linear hallway with several turns before he reached a single room above him with a sign that read, “ROOMS 100-199”. Arcades took a sigh as he looked at the door that was in front of him. He wanted to take a different path, but he did not see any alternate route. Arcades was unsure if he missed a different route, but he definitely was not going back down to the previous floor.
Arcades held his G17 in his holster, but he kept it holstered as he slowly opened the door in front of him. When he peeked inside of the next area, he did not see anybody, so he stepped inside while still watching the floor for more semen. After he entered the area, he was greeted by a long row of what seemed to be prison cells. The fox walked down the hall, and he peeked in a few of the cells. Most of the cells were filled with anthros. The anthros were all restrained in handcuffs and shackles, and they were all muzzled. Though most of them had their hands restrained behind their backs, a few of them had managed to get their hands in front of them. The ones who were able to do so were furiously masturbating in the middle of the cells. Arcades shook his head in disappointment again as he passed the anthros by.
A few of the anthros in the cells pressed their noses up against the small windows that allowed them to see out into the hall. They were staring at Arcades as he passed by, and they began to kick at the doors. Arcades knew that he had to hurry up and get out of the room, as he especially did not want to spend more time than he needed to in the room. Arcades began speed walking while scanning the dimly lit floor to make sure he did not step into any puddles of semen. Several puddles were on the ground, and it made Arcades wonder when the building was ever supposed to be cleaned. As the fox continued past several more cells, he took a brief look into them to read the collars that the anthros were wearing. The numbers were all increasing, and this indicated that Arcades was getting closer to the next area. He still had no idea how such a place was able to operate completely under the radar for as long as it looked it did. After all, such a setup would prove to be very expensive. There were so many factors to take into account that would only increase the cost. It made Arcades wonder if a certain organization was providing money in order to keep the place open. He did not even know the name of the place, but he wanted to figure out who was behind the establishment.
Arcades finally reached the end of the long hallway, and he once again listened for any movement behind the door. Before the fox proceeded to the next zone, he took a brief look back at the hallway which he just progressed to. He remembered all of the anthros he saw, and he remembered seeing how all of them looked very pleasant being locked up in small cells. He then remembered the anthros that were furiously masturbating in the middle of their cells. The fox closed his eyes, and he thought to himself, ‘Gosh, no wonder the humans think us anthros behave like animals.’ Arcades did not hear anybody from the other side, so he moved on. The fox was greeted with another staircase. He began walking up to the next area. He was hoping that he would be able to clear the next few floors quickly as he did with the last area.
Arcades reached the top of the next staircase, but the dim lighting did not change from the last floor. The fox stood in front of the door to the next zone, and he spent only a few moments listening for movement on the other side before opening the door. Arcades entered, and he saw another sign that was lit at the end of the hallway. The sign read, “ROOMS 200-299”, and Arcades sighed. He did not want to keep going through these ‘rooms’; However, the fox knew that he had to continue going in order to complete the mission. He still wanted to find out what type of cargo the Stealth Hawks were taking out of the building. Arcades walked towards the door, and he dodged a few s
perm puddles on his way to the door. He was looking at the ground more than what was in front of him at this point. Arcades for the first time wished that he was wearing shoes, but he knew that he wouldn’t even step on the puddles with shoes on.
The fox stood in front of the door, and he decided to just get it over with and open it. He braced himself for whatever he would find in the next area. When the fox entered the hallway, he saw a few doors that had been opened. Arcades did not know if the open doors represented unoccupied rooms, or if a higher leveled anthro was inside doing who knows what to a lower leveled anthro. Arcades walked slowly through the hallway, and he peeked inside a few of the rooms on his way down. These rooms were larger than the last, and they resembled padded rooms. The anthros inside were wearing what seemed to be latex straight jackets, and they were muzzled as well. Some of the anthros Arcades passed by were sitting in the middle of the room, while the others were staring back at him through the window. Arcades hoped that they would forget seeing him, or at least not exit the cell to go find the fox.
The fox eventually made his way to the door that was opened, and he stood by while using the door for cover. He could hear voices coming from within the room, and the fox looked around for another way that he would be able to get around. However, this hallway did not feature any alternate routes. It was almost if the building was designed to move ‘guests’ through a linear and predetermined path. A path that exploited anthro psychology in order to entice them to commit sinful sexual acts on other anthros. Arcades stood by the door, and he could still hear the voices from the other side. He knew that if he continued to wait, he would risk being seen by an anthro coming from either the door he came from or the door that he was trying to reach. The fox decided that his best option would be to try and walk past the door as fast as possible. Arcades did not think too much about being caught. While he was armed, he really did not want to use his weapon. Not even on these anthros.
