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A Virtual Mouse Trap (Cheshire Pup & I)

She was happy to hear that this would be the only picture that he had to take and she was happy to get it over with. When he put down the camera she began to move but when he spoke she looked up at him confused. Her face flushed deeper. "I am embarrassed!" She yelled at him, mad he thought this was just some act. When he told her to make a face like she was about to have an orgasm but looked at him completely confused. "About to have a what?" She asked him, making something he wouldn't have guessed all too clear, his little mouse friend was a virgin.
 
Savio gave the little mouse a look of suprise and confusion, though once he thought about it for a moment, he had no reason to be. She was a bit young and probably didn't even know the concept of pleasure let alone experience it. There was a brief silence after that as the young man contemplated what he was going to do next. Sure, he could simply stop where he was and let her get on her merry way, but all that planning would go to waste and he was too deeply into it to allow that to happen. Then a rather devious idea popped into his head. Since this little mouse had no idea about the concept of sexuality, why not show her? It was the perfect opprotunity to get a little hands on with her and see how much she would learn to enjoy things such as pleasure and orgasms. All he had to do now was convince her.

"Well, I could describe it to you," he said putting a hand on his chin and a contemplative act that would have won him an academy award. "But maybe it would be best if you experienced it for yourself. What do you say? I promise you'll enjoy it."
 
The mouse girl waited for him to describe it to her but then he proposed a different idea. She changed her position so she could be more comfortable, sitting with her legs crossed and her panties visible she thought about what he said and it really confused her. He seemed sincere about it and he was convinced that she would enjoy it. Still she wasn't entirely convinced. "Alright... What would I have to do? ... What are you going to do?" she asked him, wanting to know what she was getting herself into.
 
The mouse's curiosity was adorable. Savio was going to enjoy showing her the ropes and in the case that she disagreed with what he had in mind, he might actually have to use them as well. With a light sigh, he set down the camera and began to crack his fingers in preperation for what was to come. When he was good and ready, he began to instruct her. "Okay. Well, the first thing you should do is remove those clothes of yours. You can keep the stockings on though if you want. But other than that, it does require that you be naked. I can't show you what an orgasm is until then."
 
The mouse girl looked up at him shocked, her cheeks a flame with blush. "Why do I have to be naked!?" she demanded, blushing deeper then he had seen her blush before. She removed the panties but seemed reluctant to do anything else. Whatever he had to show her she didn't understand why she had to be naked for it.
 
Though she was initially shocked at his comments, she did comply...to a degree. When it became apparent that she wasn't going to remove anything other than her panties, Savio grumbled a bit. It wouldn't be perfect unless she removed the rest of her clothes. "You have to be naked because it involves physical contact. It won't work if those clothes of yours are in the way. So come on, off with em." The young man seemed to be showing a little impatience, like a parent who's child wasn't going to take a bath or something.
 
The girl's blush deepened but finally she did comply. She pulled the dress over her head, leaving her with the gloves and the stockings only. The minute the dress was off she crossed her legs over each other and wrapped her arm around her chest to hide them from view. It was a moment or two later when a worrying thought caught her mind. "Wait... physical contact? Like touching? What kind of touching? Where will you be touching." The girl was getting worried and she reached for her dress. If the boy didn't do something to calm or restrain her she'd get dressed in whatever she could find and he wouldn't be seeing her again any time soon.
 
With the mouse girl's complaints becoming more and more frequent, Savio knew that she probably wasn't going to accept what he was going to do with her. He had to think quickly. He had to find a way to get her to stay, even if was a little forceful. Just as she was reaching for the clothes, an idea popped into his head. Though a bit cruel, it would probably be the only way to stop her from running away. "Hold on a minute!" the young man uttered to the mouse girl. "Just calm down. I know it seems a bit scary and you want to run away, but think about it. If you do run away, I might not be able to find you. And if I can't find you, how can I protect you from my cat? He's really crafty you know. Just when you think it's safe to move around, SMACK! You find yourself digesting inside his belly." He exclamated the 'SMACK' portion of his comment to drive the point home. Hopefully, this would put enough fear into her to get her to stay and comply with his orders. Once he began applying the pleasure, she would be happy that she did.
 
When he stopped her she looked at him angrily. He was trying to trick her into something, she just knew it. Her best move would be to walk away now but she froze when he mentioned the cat. It was a dirty, underhanded move but it left her paralyzed as she listened. The girl winced at the 'SMACK' part and shuddered when it was over, holding herself now not to cover herself but to try and calm herself. The cat was horribly frighting for the small mouse girl. "Y-you promised you wouldn't let him eat me!" she called up to the man, frightened by the prospect. As much as she wanted to get away it wasn't worth being eaten.
 
Savio could see that his words got through to her. She was shivering in fear and probably thinking about the cat that would eat her if she didn't stay. He decided then to calm her nerves in an attempt to get her complete trust. He wouldn't really let the cat get her after all. She was too unique and cute to be food for some old cat. "There, there," he said quietly as he placed a finger under her chin and stroked it gently. "Of course i'll protect you. All you need to do is stick with me and listen to my words carefully. Once we begin, I promise that you'll forget all about that mean old cat. You'll be the happiest mouse in the world. What do you say, huh?"
 
She was terrified of the cat and she had every right to be. She knew that the cat would eat her if ever he got the chance, he nearly did a few times but something happened to stop him. Now the human was promising her safety, something she hadn't had for as long as she could remember. Feeling his finger under her chin she nuzzled it, finally puling her arms from covering herself to embrace the finger and nuzzle it further, still worried about the cat. He seemed sure that this would make her feel better, that it would make her feel great even. "A-alright... W-what are you going to do?" She asked him nervously but willing to at least try and do what he wanted this time.
 
It seemed that Savio's strategy worked. Fueled by the fear of the cat and the comfort of knowing that he would take care of her, the mouse was now in the palm of his hand. Now the fun could begin. After giving her enough time to nuzzle his finger, the young man pulled it away slowly and began to instruct his little friend. "Okay. First thing's first. Why don't you lay down on my mouse pad here. It's nice and soft and should make you feel comfortable for what's to come. Next, once you do lay down, I want you to close your eyes and relax. I'll do all the work after that, okay?"
 
She looked up at the man confused, wondering what he was up to but having no other choice but to do what he wanted. Despite how uncomfortable she was naked she got up and walked over to the computer and stopped. She didn't know what a mouse pad was but there was something there that looked like a pad of some sort. "There's a pad... just for me?" She asked the man confused. A mouse pad wasn't something she had seen on the television and she had never been in his room to hear him call it that. She was a mouse, this was a pad, therefore it had to be for her, right?

She went over and was surprised by how soft it was. She smiled as she sat down on it. Her own bed was made of a large sock filled with stolen fluff. She laid her back down on it, crossing her legs so that her privates would stay private and keeping her arms over her chest to hide her breasts. To the man she must have looked adorable but she wasn't even thinking about that. She was embarrassed and frightened, her only consoling thought was, Whatever he is doing at least this pad is soft.
 
It was kinda humorous to see a mouse laying on a mouse pad. There was some sort of irony to it though Savio couldn't point it out at the time. Besides, he had other things on his mind now and once the little thing laid upon the pad and appeared to enjoy the comfort, he began to work his magic. "Now hold still. I'm gonna have to lift your arms up to begin," he said as he reached over with his hand and eased the tiny little mouse arms over her head with his thumb and forefinger to expose her breasts. He took a moment to examine them and noticed that they were quite big for her size. If she were as tall as a normal woman, they would probably be around a C cup, though his sense of measurement wasn't clicking in at the time.

With her arms secure over her head, the young man reached over with his other hand and using his index and middle fingers, went to work on stimulating the nipples. His fingers would glide over them gently as if they were jogging legs running in place. Occasionally, he would stop and examine if they were beginning to get hard yet and if they weren't, he would press one of his fingers down on her breast and begin to massage it in a circular motion.
 
The girl listened to what he said and she nodded unsurely, it wasn't until he moved her arms that she struggled a bit. She looked away, blushing deeply and trying to relax herself but having a lot of problems doing so. She felt his eyes on her and she shifted uncomfortably, wondering what he could possibly have in mind. For a woman of her size she was well proportioned, not to big, not to small, they seemed to be just right for the little mouse. She pulled at her arms gently, surprised to find them pinned beneath his hand. She was even more surprised when she saw his hands coming closer to her chest and she opened her mouth to tell him not to but his hands were already there.

"H-hey!" The girl cried out, struggling against the man pinning her down. The feeling was strange, it felt good but it felt far to strange. It was like warm chills running through her breasts and it was not long before her nipples were hard from the attention. "H-ey! Stop it! W-what are you doing?" She demanded, struggling against him. She didn't know too much but she did know that this was wrong.
 
Despite her nipples being hardened from the stimulation, the mind of the mouse seemed to be stronger than Savio thought. Her struggling was keeping him from getting a really good ammount of stimulation done on her and it was becoming a bit frustrating. Keeping her hands pinned over her head, he stopped and loomed over her. "Now, now," he said in a reassuring tone. "You can't struggle. Otherwise it won't feel good. If you keep squirming around, i'll have to take some extra measures." Now that he thought about it, perhaps he wanted her to struggle some more. The idea of strapping her down to continue the stimulation was very arousing to him. He would have to find a way to keep her squirming until then and he had the perfect idea.

He reached into a drawer with his free hand and pulled out a small waterbrush. The bristles were quite small, but it was the perfect size for what he had in mind. He took the brush then and began gliding it slowly up and down the upper body of the poor mouse girl. He paid specific attention to her belly and breasts and made sure the lightest strokes were made to her nipples.
 
Seeing his massive form looming over her wasn't a very reassuring thing but she couldn't just lay there and let him play with her like one of his dolls. "I don't want it to feel good!" the girl yelled up at him. "All I want is to get dressed in my old cloths and go home!" she didn't know how to make him understand that especially when he didn't seem the least bit interested in listening to her, he was having too much fun himself. When she saw him reaching for something in the drawer she hopped it might be her cloths but that hope proved false as he brought something else out. Was he going to paint her?

The feeling of the brush against her fur was wonderful, it was so smooth and gentle, the way he maneuvered it over her body just right... The mouse girl whimpered and struggled harder. She even tried kicking to get away. "Stop it! Please!" the frightened girl begged the man, he was making her feel strange and she didn't like it a bit, even with the pleasure the strangeness was still ruling.
 
Savio could see the conflicting feelings washing over the little mouse as he worked his brush over her body. He could see that she was getting more and more aroused by the second, but she was continuing to struggle to get away. He finally had enough and stopped with the brush to get something out. As he kept her pinned down with his fingers, he once again reached into a drawer and pulled out some scotch tape. As he did, he made sure to let her know his apparent dissapointment despite his actual want for this situation.

"I know it must be stressful on you and you want it to stop, but if you keep moving around the way you are, you won't get the full experience. It might seem cruel, but i'm gonna have to strap you down here." And with that, Savio began taking little bits of tape to use to keep the little mouse down. Four of them were used, one for each limb. He made sure to spread her legs open once he had her hands taped down so he would have easy access to the spot between her legs. Once he was done, it looked like a scene out of a fantasy. A naked mouse girl struggling and aroused lay before him, ready to recieve whatever treatment he desired.

And what a treatment it would be. For as soon as Savio was ready, he took the brush in hand once more. This time though, he would tease a spot that would be sure to get the little one moaning in no time. He started from the belly once more, swirling it around in a teasing manner before it started going lower and lower. He lifted the brush slightly then so the bristles would just barely glide against her snatch, giving her a tickly, yet pleasurable sensation.
 
When he stopped with the brush the little mouse girl was already breathing heavily beneath his fingers. She looked to see what he was getting, vainly hoping it might be her cloths but deep down she knew she wasn't going to be getting away form this so easily. It seemed that there was more then one kind of cat. He seemed disappointed and this just fueled her hope but a look of confusion came across her face when she saw the tape. It took her a second to remember her last encounter with tape. There was a desk downstairs with a tape dispenser. She saw the strange thing and went over to investigate, brushing the top and then getting stuck on the bottom of it. She had to cut out a portion of the tape to get away and back in her hole it took her a long time and a lot of water to finally get it off.

She struggled harder, hoping that she might some how get away but she didn't have a chance. The poor girl was terrified. He was teasing her, playing with her like a cat plays with it's meal. She pulled against the tape to no avail and tried her last hope. "Please, please, please... let me go. P-Please. I-I don't want to play. I-I want to go home." she told the giant man before her as he taped down her arms, her eyes widened when he decided to spread and tape her legs as well. "No! S-Stop it! Leave me alone! Please!" she begged but the man had sometime else in mind for her and she was trapped, or rather, tapped along form the ride.

She pulled against the tape when the brush found it's way back to her fur, the brush felt so soft, it was a nice but unwelcome feeling that the man was forcing upon her. As she felt the brush go down her eye widened and she struggled more. "No-no!" The girl cried quickly. "Don't do that! Don't go there! So-aahh~!" The last word broke into a small moan and her face blushed a deep red, her ears pressed to her head in the embarrassment. She squirmed more, it had felt good of course but she could not help but struggle. If he didn't make her experience it then she never would have felt such a feeling like that, not ever.
 
The moment the brush made contact with the mouse, the reaction was instantaneous. It didn't take a rocket scientist to see that she was beginning to enjoy herself. Savio could see that her struggling was beginning to die down a little as the pleasure took over. But still, he could do more, and 'more' is what he would do. After spending another minute or so teasing the slit of the little mouse, he decided to go one step further. He turned the brush around to reveal the rubber tip at the end. It was smooth and pointy, the perfect thing required to penetrate the vagina and create the sensasion of sexual intercourse.

"Now, this might be a little painful," the young man said suddenly. "But after a minute or so, you'll start to feel even more pleasure than you did before." And with that, he lowered the end of the brush onto the girl's pussy lips. He teased the entrance for a second before slowly sliding it in. It was actually a bit of a push to get it in there, but it wasn't suprising knowing that she was still a virgin. Once it was in though and the juices covered the end of the brush, it was an easy task to begin sliding it in and out of her like a dildo.
 
The girl was trapped and despite all of her struggles and all of her please there was nothing that she could do to escape him. Her please tied down as she began to fight with herself to hold in the noises of pleasure that wanted to fight their way out. This was all new, all confusing and she wasn't sure if she liked it, even if it did feel good he wasn't giving her a choice in it. The mouse grew wetter and wetter, squirming not only for freedom but from the pleasure he was forcing upon her small body. When he finally stopped she took a moment to try and catch her breath, she stole a glance up at him, trying to figure out what he was doing, his words were anything but reassuring.

"Wait, what are you doing?" She asked him as he began to lower the other end of the brush towards her body. Her eyes widened in fear when she felt the thing teasing the entrance to her virgin body and her struggles picked up once more. "No. No! Stop! Please! PLEASE!" she pleaded fearfully with the man but again her cries were ignored and the object was forced into her. The girl cried out in pain as the man stole her flower, she did not more for fear of moving with that thing inside of her but it seemed that even if she didn't move the thing would move without her. It began to pump itself in and out of her body, first there was more pain but slowly the pain began to fade, being replaced by a new feeling, a good one.

Before long the mouse, try as she might, could not longer hold back her moans. Pleasured noises escaped the mouse, sweet, adorable noises that were unlike what he heard on the porn videos. Her back arched beautifully in the pleasure of it, her hips seemed to automatically thrust into the feeling. She had a strange feeling in her stomach and she tried to fight it, tried to hold it back, she didn't understand what was happening but before too long the feeling just came to be to much and the small girl let out a loud moan as her first orgasm ripped through her. Once it passed she was left panting on the mouse pad, trying to catch her breath and figure out exactly what had just happened. The feeling was like nothing she had felt before, it was everything he said it would be and more but after her first experience she was tired, in need of a bath and longing for her home.
 
It wasn't long before the effects of being raped by a rubber brush end began to take fruit. The mouse seemed to be losing herself in the extacy of the moment. Her body squirmed and the most adorable noises began to come out of her mouth. Savio had succeeded, it seemed, in driving this girl to her first ever orgasm. When it passed, he slid the object out of her and set it down next to the mouse pad. He crossed his arms and looked down at her sweating, exhausted body, a warm smile painted on his face and spoke in a calm and gentle tone. "There. That is what an orgasm is. That powerful tingling feeling that flowed through your body just then. It's one of the most incredible feelings in the world isn't it? What do you think?"

While he awaited her response, the young man was planning ahead in case she decided to run off when he released her. Certainly, she might not liked the idea of being violated the way she was and seeing as he had no cage to put her in, there would be no stopping her from getting back into her hole and dissapearing from his sight forever.
 
She didn't want to talk about it, she didn't want to have to admit that she had enjoyed it. She gave a weak pull at the restraints, it was a pathetic attempt but she needed to try at least once more. "Please," the girl begged in a quiet voice, tired form the experience but resisting the urge to sleep. "I-... I want to go home... Just please... let me go..." She didn't know what he wanted with her but she hoped he got it, that he was done and that he would leave her alone for now on. Her sock, a bath, and some of the bread from the night before... a lot of the bread from the night before, that was all she wanted.
 
Though she didn't answer his question, Savio was quite alright with her reaction. It must have been hard for her to go through what she did, let alone talk about it. Perhaps a good rest was in order for her after her ordeal. But that led to a rather percarious situation. He feared the moment that he would let her go, she would run off, never to be seen again. And concidering that he had much more in mind for her, it would be a shame if she didn't come back. Then an idea popped into his head just then and he left the little mouse's side, going to his closet. From her angle it would appear as if he were scrounging around for something and when he found it and came back, he would reveal to her what it was: A shoebox.

"You know, I was thinking about your home and something popped into my head just now," Savio started as he set the shoebox next to where the little mouse was. "Why go back to that dusty, cobweb filled hole when you can enjoy the comfort of human care? As you probably saw with my cat, Red, I take very good care of my pets. I could show you the same care and get you everything you ever wanted. The only catch of course is that I would get to play with you whenever I wanted, but for the kind of life I could give you, it would be a very small price. What do you say?"
 
(This is a rewrite where he hasn't yet assaulted her and because he hasn't she agreed to stay in the shoebox.)

The little mouse slept through the night without incident, there was a rag in there which she folded up to be her bed but when she woke up in the morning she noticed a clear problem. There were small streams of light pointing into her box from the air holes that were made in the roof but there seemed to be no way out and she worried or a moment The little mouse began to call for the man and knock on the walls worriedly. She felt trapped, she didn't know how to get out, pushing the the walls hoping one might give.. and caught totally off guard when one did.

One of the walls opened and turned out to be the door sending her sprawling out and the night gown he had given her up high enough to see the little panties. The whole outfit was white and lacy, perfectly innocent and the panties even had little bows on either side. It was a bit short but it was the only one that wasn't really see through and he promised her that he would make her some more cloths soon. Now that she was out she got up quickly and looked around for the human. It was breakfast time, usually she waited to snack on his scraps but she wondered if today she might actually get the food while it was warm.
 
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