A soft gasp escapes my lips upon the sight of Alex's magnificent barbed cock. It takes all of my willpower to not start masturbating on the spot as he begins to push himself into Krissy's unworthy kitty pussy. The following five minutes are some of the slowest of my life, forced to watch jealously as Krissy gets this dreamy fox boy all to herself! Finally, Alex finishes. I struggle, and fail, to keep my eyes from lingering greedily over Alex's still engorged shaft, imagining terrible things about it. The thought of Alex filling my foxy womb with his cum makes my cheeks flush and legs quiver, powerless before his raw sexual ability.<strong>"Hehe, yes, that's correct! And it's not proper for a foxy lady like me to have anything but the fullest breasts, so maybe you could help me?"</strong>I try my best to give him a sly wink.<br/><br/>An idea lights up in my head, a way to impress Alex! I could tie myself up all sexy-like for him! I quickly grab some more rope off the wall and get to work, draping it over me and beginning to tie knots throughout it.<strong>"Surely this can't be too hard"</strong>I think to myself, now pulling the rope under and around my crotch before looping it back by my neck. Now trying to tie the rope in a lattice pattern over my foxy boobs and stomach, my confidence slowly dwindles into guesswork. This is a lot harder than I thought! But now I'm in too deep, so I have to keep going with it! Finishing up the bondage around my body with a neat knot in front, I hesitantly begin the aerial suspension part of my idea, tying some ropes around a beam in the ceiling before knotting them around my arms and legs. I finally make the last knot, looking at it in mild confusion.<strong>"Gosh, I hope this works."</strong>I softly bite my lip in anxiety as I begin trying to hoist myself up into the air. The ropes hold, and for a moment I dangle gracefully above the ground, only for one of my sloppy knots to fail. My tails wildly flare out as I crash clumsily to the ground. One of my legs is still somehow securely tied to the ceiling and now pointing straight up, holding my hips somewhat off the ground with it while the rest of me flops to the floor. It hurts a little bit, but the immense shame and embarrassment is far worse, as I look up at Alex from the floor.