Continuation of The Fall of Fox McCloud, read the first part here:
https://www.sofurry.com/view/661577

"Look at the so-called Savior of Dinosaur Planet... What would they think, seeing their 'savior' now?"

"Ugggghhh..."

General Scales flexed his toes in Fox McCloud's face, letting out a deep sigh of bliss. The former hero had been at it for nearly an hour, his warm tongue lapping at the Saurian's soles with long, intimate licks. It wasn't talent or desire that had given the vulpine such a skilled tongue; that was completely the doing of Scales himself. Weeks of domination and slavery, long hours spent forcing McCloud to endure all manner of depraved and disgusting tasks, had transformed Fox from Sauria's savior to nothing more than a tongue and a hole, both conditioned to a single purpose above all else: SharpClaw pleasure.

"Savor it, Fox McCloud. I want to FEEL your devotion."

"Yes, mujkoh. Th-thank you for the--ugh--honor of worshiping you, mujkoh."

Scales grinned sadistically at his defeated foe. His good hand reached between his legs, stroking his eager cock as he watched the disgust and shame in McCloud's face. The vulpine pressed his face against a foot and took in a deep breath, visibly shuddering as his dominator's musk filled his senses. He dotted both feet with kisses, culminating in a long, slow lick from heel to the underside of Scales's toe claws that sent waves of pleasure through his entire body, compounded by the sheer thrill of seeing his once-formidable enemy reduced to licking the very dirt from his feet.

Scales's toes splayed back and he moaned, aiming his cock at McCloud so that his load sprayed across the vulpine's humiliated face. Thick and substantial, the Saurian's cum painted Fox's muzzle and trickled down his own feet. Immediately Scales smeared it into the vulpine's hair, pinning Fox's head between his feet and applying friction, laughing at the pathetic whimpers that issued from the filthy muzzle.

"Looks like my claws are dirty again, Fox McCloud. Be a good jcik and clean them."

Fox's ears drooped after Scales pulled his feet away, strands of cum trailing from the vulpine's matted fur to the Saurian's messy claws. The fallen hero's mouth trembled, humiliation etched in every inch of his face. "Y-yes, mujkoh," he whimpered submissively, then opened his mouth to begin licking once more.

Reluctant, humiliated, but no will left to resist. It was just how Scales preferred a hero.