There was once upon a time an old fox with nine whipping flails, which he called his “tails,” who believed that his wife was not faithful to him, and wished to put her to the test. He stretched himself out under the bench, did not move a limb, and behaved as if he were stone dead.
Mrs Fox went up to her room, shut herself in, and her maid, Miss Cat, sat by the fire, and did the cooking. Now, Miss Cat was the unacknowledged third in the couple's relationship, with the two subservient submissive females relating usually to Mr Fox in a one-on-one. Normally Miss Cat was not welcomed into the bed, but slept at the foot of it, and made herself available to change the bed linens when they were spoiled by Mr. Fox's semen, or to catch his issue into her mouth when permitted. Once in a great while Mr. Fox would instruct Mrs Fox to violate Miss Cat anally with her own hands, as punishment for having her monthly cycle, but then Miss Cat would always writhe in pain as the three of them chorused in a round of orgasmic pleasure afterward. Miss Cat began and remained in the couple's domestic employ, so one could certainly understand the confusing apprehension both females felt upon the assumed death of their master.