Dominant

"Thank you. Your fox will be dominant in bed and will expect you to do most of the work around the house. He's not violent but takes charge.That's the end of your order. JAMES will be delivered within a week, he is unaware that he's a robot and will restart programming if told. Good-bye." And with that 500 pounds went from your account and you couldn't wait for James to arrive.

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You are sitting in your livingroom three days later when you hear a knock on your door. You hadn't expected it to come this soon so you walked over slowly expecting to see the post man. Instead there was a woman in uniform and a curled up brown fox-boy on a trolley beside her. "Mister Joe Dane?" She asked.
"Um.. oh, right. Yeah that's me." You stutter in reply.
"Your order is here. He wakes when you say his name. Here's the manual in case there's a problem. Just tell him he's a robot if you want him to restart. He wont question how He got here so don't bother to explain. Got that? Good, sign here please and happy fucking." As she walked away you hear her mutter "pervert". But you ain't bothered. You wheel in James and pull him onto your sofa. You had done what they had said and made a room for him in the spare room, so now all you had to do was say his name.
"Um... James" They foxs eyes snap open and you take a step back in shock. He looks around in mild curiosity. Then looking at you with his blue eyes "So, you're Joe. Pleasure to meet you. When do we eat?"