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Wolfess becomes a slave:
It was a hot day, no humidity, just hot. Bess pushed her hair floof back and sighed. There was a small breeze that alleviated a bit of her heat and then vanished.
Walking back from her job was a feat on her paws. Especially since they were re doing the roads in the city and closed off her usually route home. She had taken an alternate route home the last few weeks, but this time she went the opposite direction and was hoping to loop around... but now it looked like she was lost.
Bess, the silver/grey wolfess had never been this way before.... the city leveled off into apartments and several warehouses that seemed to block out the sky, stretching 4 stories, the tops looked as if they touched, but a thin light streamed though. There was no one else around. Odd.
The clear sidewalk became cluttered with broken wood pallets, and trashed cardboard boxes. There were signs, plainly labeled into the building, "Warehouse 1" "Warehouse 2". Nothing else. She stopped on a few crates and rested a bit, it was taking longer to get home... and she was sure she was lost.
No way to get her bearings, Bess looked up, for a tall building, a landmark.... but nothing. The sun was going down, darkening the already dim streets. Taking the cell phone from her purse she cursed, no service. She needed to find a phone, an operator or a Foreman inside on of the buildings and call a cab.
A stirr, a noise from inside one of the warehouses caught her attention. It sounded like a male voice, sighing perhaps. It was someone though. Passing into a small door, the wolfess heard it again, a groan, or something. Perhaps someone needed help.
Inside the warehouse it was a bit warm. Oddly warm for this time of year. While her eyes were adjusting, the female wolf noticed that there were stacks of boxes on shelves that lined the immediate area, forming a wall, a good several feet over her head. There was a break in the wall, a three foot wide walk way that lead further into the warehouse.
"Hello?" she voiced. Not to loud, but so that someone can hear her over the hum of machinery somewhere off into the darkness. A muffled reply emanated from the space between the boxes. "Hello? I'm lost and need help." The reply was louder this time, and it was defiantly coming from the space in the shelves.
The wolfess pawed her way over to the space, the floor was unusually smooth and clean for being a warehouse. After passing through the space, she noticed that there was a bit of light coming from the ceiling, but it wasn't much, and there was no way of telling how high the roof was.
She looked down and gasped in suprize. It looked like a pool table but on it was the outline of a male big cat. There were no identifying marks to tell her what species he was, but the abnormally large male member that reminded her of an equid. 'Perhaps his father was a zebra.' she mused. But even more so, she got a good look at the body.
It was a male big cat, and he was stuck there was a layer of rubber, a thick sheet coating the entire table, and pinning the cat down. It disappeared into a top cover that was like a piece of molding that was on top, then went along the sides, where seveal large padlocks kept it in place. There was no visible way to release the cat from his prison.
It was hard to admit. But the wolfess was roused by this sight. The figure restrained, arms out a bit. The sound of a vacuum humming quietly keeping the rubber sealed against the table and the feline squirming for release. His head had no eye holes in the rubber, so he couldn't see. A small tube protruded from his muzzle, a breathing tube. Aside of the tube was an inflater bulb, like they used at the doctor's office where she works. Obviously for something in the muzzle.
Reaching out with her paw and grabbing the bulb, she squeezed. The cat immediately moaned as the rubber around his muzzle stretched a bit. 'A gag!' She mused. This would be fun. The cat made sounds like he was trying to speak, but the gag was stopping him.
"What?" the vixen teased. The squeezed again, the feline again moaned. He struggled a bit, the rubber keeping him down. "You are really stuck, " the wolfess said. In truth she did feel a bit sorry. Running her paws down the side of the table she found another inflater, and two remotes, each disappeared into the sheet of rubber and to the felines crotch area. Upon closer inspection she found a bullet vibrator on the felines thick equid shaft. The other controller and the pump disappeared into his rump, a slight bump in the shape of a toy.
"Oh my. You had to have put those in yourself, you're a kinky cat." the female turned up the vibrator to the feline's cock which made him jump and moan. The restrained figure tried to move, his paw pulled the rubber a bit, then snapped back, the restraint was too much for the cat to overcome. "Now let's fool with this." she grabbed the infaltor and the remote for the other toy. With one pump the feline wriggled more then anything. the vibrator buzzed inside the cat. A few more pumps sent the cat into a muffled yelling mass of fur, trying to get out, the pleasure was too much.
THe feline kept trying to talk, the gag kept muffling the voice of the captive. The wolfess looked at him, and began to stroke his member that was already buzzing away. "You have been here a while.." she spoke near his rubber covered ear. The feline stopped moaning and nodded, he understood that. "Oh.... why?" the wolf asked. The feline mumbled. "Perhaps we should stick to simple talk, yes and no answers. I don't know why you are here, and I can't find a way to release you. But I'm sure you are sexually frustrated."
The cat nodded. "Perhaps I can help with that." the wolfess continued to massage the member through the rubber, and turned the vibrator up. The captive moaned, but it was a pleasurable moan. She was sure that he was enjoying that.
It was a few minutes before the feline started to breathe in short rasps and tense up. The pleasure that she witnessed was immense, the cat merely shuddered and the area under the rubber prison where his member was became hot, and slick enough that his cock shifted to right between his legs. A long low sounds came from the prisoner inside the latex. A large huff of air came from the breathing tube, the feline shuttered.
"Was that good?" the female asked, again talking into the rubber ear. The large feline merely nodded a bit. "Too bad you weren't all stuck. I'd love to take you home." But as of seeing all the use she could be she flipped the vibrators to low and talked one last time to the cat. "Well, I hope you get out. But I have to go, find a phone and call a cab."
This made the feline squirm and groan. It was no use, the female wolf was walking away, through another small opening in the shelves. Leaving the room that the feline was trapped in. The next room was a bit more tucked away, a long thin hallway between the shelves ended up in another room that was the exact same size in which the cat was trapped in.
It was an accident. She bumped into something sitting in the ground, or at least at waist level.
A muffled cry came from the object that the wolf had bumped into. The object looked like a PVC frame, with a square table on top of the frame. And sticking through that was an inflated hood of another captive. A collar that locked onto the neck of the prisoner had a fitting, for the inflatable section of the hood she guessed.
'What kind of place is this?' The wolfess asked. By now her body was craving release. The feline made her horny, and this new thing in front of her was pushing her over the edge. It was a female, a vixen by the way the tail was foofed. Well the lower part, under the table was a rubber bag, that like the feline, was vacuumed tight so that the captive couldn't move at all. And the vixen was sitting on some kind of block. Her forepaws were cuffed back behind her back, and held there against the frame.
The captive was also wearing a belt, which most likely held two toys inside her body. And the tell tale infaltor bulbs and vibrator control lines tracing through the rubber imprisonment and to the floor, where they lay dormant.
The rubber hooded head bobbed left and right, slight moan came from underneath. Or was it a hiss of air? The wolf couldn't tell which.
"Hello!" the wolf said, and picked up the vibrator controls and activated them. The vixen inside squirmed and shook her rubber hooded head.
"I'm sorry, I can't play with you like the feline. But I can turn the vibrators on. I have to find a phone." the wolf pumped each inflater several times, and turned both vibrators to maximum. The vixen inside the cube squirmed and tired to get loose.
"No use!" the female wolf said. Touching the inflated hood on what the nose would be. She walked away, leaving the struggling vixen to her fate inside the cube.
Bess moved along the corridor away from the captive vixen. She wished her the best and hoped that whatever fate befell her was a pleasant one.
As she walked along the corridor there was a noticeable wetness inside her panties. A warm feeling of being in control of the two back there made her horny. Her head was swimming in chemicals, lust, a willingness to fill her vagina and please herself was overpowering. She began to pass opening after opening, inside all of them were occupied by various furs. Fox, Feline, Canine. All were restrained in different ways, unable to escape, and get pleasure.
It was a weird place, and she didn't want to be there any longer. It was already dark outside, she was sure of that. And there was still the matter of calling a cab.
An empty room caught her eye. There was no one in it. Odd... Inside that small space was a pile of black rubber, or perhaps neoprene, and onto laid a gag, with a peculiar tube poking out of the front, and two tubes that looked as if they went down into the trachea. The center of the room was a bench, or more properly a seat about waist high. It was twice as long as it was wide, a small back rest with a small head rest was angled like a car seat, and on the single supporting pole was two metal rods connected to metal shackles. It was arousing though.... and very interesting.
Grinning as she walked into the room, she took off her jacket and set that aside. Bess grabbed the gag as she knelt to the floor, tied to the thing was a key and a bag of lubricant with a piece of paper. On the paper it showed a general set of pictures, use the lube on the long tubes, insert into muzzle, cradle you teeth around it and turn the key around the nose. Simple.
The grey wolf did as the instructions said. Lubed the tubes and slid it down her throat. It felt weird, but as she turned the key near the nose, a metallic clink let her know that it was locked. An uneasy tight feeling rose in her chest, and she gasped in suprize. Well, it was more of a huff of air, the gag completely cut off her vocal chords, bypassing them. God, this made her shiver. That's what the vixen was wearing. Except her model had an inflator bulb... odd. Inflating the bulb did nothing, but as she released the nozzle, pressure whooshed out. She wouldn't worry about that now.
She stopped to think for a second. She would try on the stuff, and take it home... after she called the cab. The gag settled in and felt quite natural, not restricting the air flow, and moved easily with her head.
The suit was a full body suit, a crotch zipper and a shoulder zipper for entrance. The suit had a tail sheath and two holes in the front, probably for the gag that she was already wearing and her nose. No eye holes... that could leave her vulnerable.
While opening the zipper the arms of the suit rolled out, dropping in their stead a horse and canine shaped cock dildos. Both had infaltor bulbs and a vibrating remote. Hot. She picked both of them up and set them on the seat. When she was suited up she'd have to use them. The suit was already talc'd inside. A puff of white powder rushed up into her face when the zipped it open.
That made it easier to slip inside. The rubber suit stretching out and conforming to her body, starting at her feet paws. While she worked her way up her heart rate picked up. Good god she was horny as a march hare. Bess controlled her breathing as the upper chest section of the suit was pulled on, the latex wear already heating up and forming around her body.
She didn't notice it at first, but the suit had a belt on the midsection below her boobs, it was open, but she couldn't see anything that would go in there. As the female pushed an arm into the sleeve, she couldn't find the glove, or the opening. When she looked she realized that there was none. A rubber strap with a belt buckle was on the end. It was a full body rubber straitjacket. Now she wished that there was a way to release that feline. He could help her into the suit all the way. She shivered at the thought of being tied down and made to cum like the cat....
As she pushed the other arm into the jacket sleeve and situated it the best she could. The damned thing was thick, and pulled hard as her paws fitted the suit better in some places. She then sat down on the bench. The suit worked it's magic and she felt the nice squeeze of the aparel pulling in. Then she remembered about the cuffs on the support.
The hood wasn't on yet, as was dangling down on her chest. 'Not yet' she thought as she hopped off the chair and bent down to inspect the cuffs. It was probably a tempt of fate that she put them on, but her sexual drive was over powering her mental thinking.
They were metal, hinged and a press button that popped the cuff open again. She stuck a foot paw inside, and clicked it, then pressed the button. With a delight she huffed air through the gag and brought the paw out from the restraint. As she swung onto the cushioned bench, the wolfess noticed that there were two holes sunken into the seat. And with the equid and canine toys right by them, she knew that it cradled the round base of the toys.
She set the canid cock on the rear hole and lift herself up to the bench, and finding they toy already slick, pressed it up against her tail hole, then slowly sank down. Without the know infalted, it slipped inside easily. She let the controls dangle, she wouldn't need that just yet.
Bending over the female placed her feet paws on the floor and slid them back into the cradle of the ankle restraints. She closed one shut, then opened it again, just to make sure. It opened. With a sigh she pushed both ankles into the restraints and clicked them both closed. A small amount of movement was present, but nothing major. A kick let her know that the thick rubber suit protected her from most of the shock of the metal restraint that was securely latched to the support pole.
Looking into the dimly lit area and making sure that no one was around, she removed the key near her nose that unlocked the muzzle/gag and stuck it into a fold of the rubber suit near the neck. Again she peered into the darkness, trying to see if there was anyone there. No one. She was safe to play.
The hood was a tight fit, her muzzle sliding inside and the tube from the gag popped out the outside fitting, and her nose poked through as well. She put back the inflator bulb that had a snap on fitting, there was no purpose that she could see, but it looked nice. The rest of the hood was a bit hard to get on. Her paws were in straitjacket like sleeves and she couldn't feel much. But the hood slid into place, nice and tight. No real pressure anywhere, just a snug fit. Closing the suit zipper was something else though, a tiny little pull that she finally found, and carefully slid over. Then the suit was sealed.
She smiled on the inside of the hood, why she'd never pursued this type of sexual enjoyment outside of what she'd found tonight mystified her. But she was here and she would enjoy herself. Picking up the horse toy that was in front of her, she slid open the crotch zipper more, revealing her dripping moist female sex. It was magic, the small horse shaft slid right inside, causing her to gasp a bit, but only air rushed out from the gag. She found the inflator and started pumping, slowly with her straitjacketed paws.
The horse member reached a large size, and then the female pushed it in and out, drawing in small amounts of air from the tube and quickly squeezing them out. The equid member was way to much for her, but that's how she'd wanted it.
"I'd say that's far enough." A voice from the room, muffled by the hood said. The wolfess jumped in suprize, and quickly started two grab the rear entrance zipper, to see who that was. But her jacketed paw was slippery with her natural female lube, and couldn't grasp the tiny pull.
"You have done almost everything, now I can't have as much fun as I want." The male voice said from behind her.
Before the female wolf knew what was going on, a pair of strong paws grabbed her closed ended sleeves and pulled then criss cross behind her, like a straitjacket. She immediately knew what the buckle in the front was for.
The male figure pulled the arm straps tight. She was now stuck on the chair. "Well, I see that you helped a few of my pets with a yearning." The male paws tightened the strap on her chest around her two arms, keeping them from going over her head.
"Naughty wolf.."
She tried to howl out for help, but the gag she was wearing stopped her. A huff of air escaped instead.
"I normally don't get males in here, but I have no use for that cheetah in the vac bed. That was probably the first and last time he'll get to have an orgasm, thanks to you." He snaked a belt from behind the back rest and laced it under her armpit, across the top of her boobs and then back down through the other armpit. Then it tightened up behind her, pinning the wolf to the back rest. Her paws were already restrained into the shackles.
"You are going to be here for a while." the male pushed the horse toy into her vagina more, and seated it in the recessed area, making sure it wouldn't fall out. "I hope you have a good time. I have to go now, and make more room for another unsuspecting slave. It's always sad when I have to sell a toy, but that vixen in the frame has been here quite long enough. I'm not going to say how long, but you'll find that out yourself soon enough."
The wolfess struggled and jerked on the straps, but they weren't moving. Air huffed rapidly from her breathing tube. She now knew what they cheetah and the vixen were trying to do. Warn her from becoming stuck herself. Bess remembered all the other recessed in the warehouse, all unsuspecting victims that fell prey to their own sexual desires. Just as she did.
"Oh, I have your clothes, don't worry about them."
The voice got closer, and pumped up the horse cock and canine at the same time, causing the wolfess to jump. He inflated them to abnormal sizes and turned on the vibrators to low.
"You won't ever fully get to the edge like this, punishment for pleasing the cheetah."
The footsteps walked away, leaving her stuck. She began to cry under the hood, silent wisps of air came from the tube.... and she began to wonder..
'How long had the vixen been here?'
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It was a hot day, no humidity, just hot. Bess pushed her hair floof back and sighed. There was a small breeze that alleviated a bit of her heat and then vanished.
Walking back from her job was a feat on her paws. Especially since they were re doing the roads in the city and closed off her usually route home. She had taken an alternate route home the last few weeks, but this time she went the opposite direction and was hoping to loop around... but now it looked like she was lost.
Bess, the silver/grey wolfess had never been this way before.... the city leveled off into apartments and several warehouses that seemed to block out the sky, stretching 4 stories, the tops looked as if they touched, but a thin light streamed though. There was no one else around. Odd.
The clear sidewalk became cluttered with broken wood pallets, and trashed cardboard boxes. There were signs, plainly labeled into the building, "Warehouse 1" "Warehouse 2". Nothing else. She stopped on a few crates and rested a bit, it was taking longer to get home... and she was sure she was lost.
No way to get her bearings, Bess looked up, for a tall building, a landmark.... but nothing. The sun was going down, darkening the already dim streets. Taking the cell phone from her purse she cursed, no service. She needed to find a phone, an operator or a Foreman inside on of the buildings and call a cab.
A stirr, a noise from inside one of the warehouses caught her attention. It sounded like a male voice, sighing perhaps. It was someone though. Passing into a small door, the wolfess heard it again, a groan, or something. Perhaps someone needed help.
Inside the warehouse it was a bit warm. Oddly warm for this time of year. While her eyes were adjusting, the female wolf noticed that there were stacks of boxes on shelves that lined the immediate area, forming a wall, a good several feet over her head. There was a break in the wall, a three foot wide walk way that lead further into the warehouse.
"Hello?" she voiced. Not to loud, but so that someone can hear her over the hum of machinery somewhere off into the darkness. A muffled reply emanated from the space between the boxes. "Hello? I'm lost and need help." The reply was louder this time, and it was defiantly coming from the space in the shelves.
The wolfess pawed her way over to the space, the floor was unusually smooth and clean for being a warehouse. After passing through the space, she noticed that there was a bit of light coming from the ceiling, but it wasn't much, and there was no way of telling how high the roof was.
She looked down and gasped in suprize. It looked like a pool table but on it was the outline of a male big cat. There were no identifying marks to tell her what species he was, but the abnormally large male member that reminded her of an equid. 'Perhaps his father was a zebra.' she mused. But even more so, she got a good look at the body.
It was a male big cat, and he was stuck there was a layer of rubber, a thick sheet coating the entire table, and pinning the cat down. It disappeared into a top cover that was like a piece of molding that was on top, then went along the sides, where seveal large padlocks kept it in place. There was no visible way to release the cat from his prison.
It was hard to admit. But the wolfess was roused by this sight. The figure restrained, arms out a bit. The sound of a vacuum humming quietly keeping the rubber sealed against the table and the feline squirming for release. His head had no eye holes in the rubber, so he couldn't see. A small tube protruded from his muzzle, a breathing tube. Aside of the tube was an inflater bulb, like they used at the doctor's office where she works. Obviously for something in the muzzle.
Reaching out with her paw and grabbing the bulb, she squeezed. The cat immediately moaned as the rubber around his muzzle stretched a bit. 'A gag!' She mused. This would be fun. The cat made sounds like he was trying to speak, but the gag was stopping him.
"What?" the vixen teased. The squeezed again, the feline again moaned. He struggled a bit, the rubber keeping him down. "You are really stuck, " the wolfess said. In truth she did feel a bit sorry. Running her paws down the side of the table she found another inflater, and two remotes, each disappeared into the sheet of rubber and to the felines crotch area. Upon closer inspection she found a bullet vibrator on the felines thick equid shaft. The other controller and the pump disappeared into his rump, a slight bump in the shape of a toy.
"Oh my. You had to have put those in yourself, you're a kinky cat." the female turned up the vibrator to the feline's cock which made him jump and moan. The restrained figure tried to move, his paw pulled the rubber a bit, then snapped back, the restraint was too much for the cat to overcome. "Now let's fool with this." she grabbed the infaltor and the remote for the other toy. With one pump the feline wriggled more then anything. the vibrator buzzed inside the cat. A few more pumps sent the cat into a muffled yelling mass of fur, trying to get out, the pleasure was too much.
THe feline kept trying to talk, the gag kept muffling the voice of the captive. The wolfess looked at him, and began to stroke his member that was already buzzing away. "You have been here a while.." she spoke near his rubber covered ear. The feline stopped moaning and nodded, he understood that. "Oh.... why?" the wolf asked. The feline mumbled. "Perhaps we should stick to simple talk, yes and no answers. I don't know why you are here, and I can't find a way to release you. But I'm sure you are sexually frustrated."
The cat nodded. "Perhaps I can help with that." the wolfess continued to massage the member through the rubber, and turned the vibrator up. The captive moaned, but it was a pleasurable moan. She was sure that he was enjoying that.
It was a few minutes before the feline started to breathe in short rasps and tense up. The pleasure that she witnessed was immense, the cat merely shuddered and the area under the rubber prison where his member was became hot, and slick enough that his cock shifted to right between his legs. A long low sounds came from the prisoner inside the latex. A large huff of air came from the breathing tube, the feline shuttered.
"Was that good?" the female asked, again talking into the rubber ear. The large feline merely nodded a bit. "Too bad you weren't all stuck. I'd love to take you home." But as of seeing all the use she could be she flipped the vibrators to low and talked one last time to the cat. "Well, I hope you get out. But I have to go, find a phone and call a cab."
This made the feline squirm and groan. It was no use, the female wolf was walking away, through another small opening in the shelves. Leaving the room that the feline was trapped in. The next room was a bit more tucked away, a long thin hallway between the shelves ended up in another room that was the exact same size in which the cat was trapped in.
It was an accident. She bumped into something sitting in the ground, or at least at waist level.
A muffled cry came from the object that the wolf had bumped into. The object looked like a PVC frame, with a square table on top of the frame. And sticking through that was an inflated hood of another captive. A collar that locked onto the neck of the prisoner had a fitting, for the inflatable section of the hood she guessed.
'What kind of place is this?' The wolfess asked. By now her body was craving release. The feline made her horny, and this new thing in front of her was pushing her over the edge. It was a female, a vixen by the way the tail was foofed. Well the lower part, under the table was a rubber bag, that like the feline, was vacuumed tight so that the captive couldn't move at all. And the vixen was sitting on some kind of block. Her forepaws were cuffed back behind her back, and held there against the frame.
The captive was also wearing a belt, which most likely held two toys inside her body. And the tell tale infaltor bulbs and vibrator control lines tracing through the rubber imprisonment and to the floor, where they lay dormant.
The rubber hooded head bobbed left and right, slight moan came from underneath. Or was it a hiss of air? The wolf couldn't tell which.
"Hello!" the wolf said, and picked up the vibrator controls and activated them. The vixen inside squirmed and shook her rubber hooded head.
"I'm sorry, I can't play with you like the feline. But I can turn the vibrators on. I have to find a phone." the wolf pumped each inflater several times, and turned both vibrators to maximum. The vixen inside the cube squirmed and tired to get loose.
"No use!" the female wolf said. Touching the inflated hood on what the nose would be. She walked away, leaving the struggling vixen to her fate inside the cube.
Bess moved along the corridor away from the captive vixen. She wished her the best and hoped that whatever fate befell her was a pleasant one.
As she walked along the corridor there was a noticeable wetness inside her panties. A warm feeling of being in control of the two back there made her horny. Her head was swimming in chemicals, lust, a willingness to fill her vagina and please herself was overpowering. She began to pass opening after opening, inside all of them were occupied by various furs. Fox, Feline, Canine. All were restrained in different ways, unable to escape, and get pleasure.
It was a weird place, and she didn't want to be there any longer. It was already dark outside, she was sure of that. And there was still the matter of calling a cab.
An empty room caught her eye. There was no one in it. Odd... Inside that small space was a pile of black rubber, or perhaps neoprene, and onto laid a gag, with a peculiar tube poking out of the front, and two tubes that looked as if they went down into the trachea. The center of the room was a bench, or more properly a seat about waist high. It was twice as long as it was wide, a small back rest with a small head rest was angled like a car seat, and on the single supporting pole was two metal rods connected to metal shackles. It was arousing though.... and very interesting.
Grinning as she walked into the room, she took off her jacket and set that aside. Bess grabbed the gag as she knelt to the floor, tied to the thing was a key and a bag of lubricant with a piece of paper. On the paper it showed a general set of pictures, use the lube on the long tubes, insert into muzzle, cradle you teeth around it and turn the key around the nose. Simple.
The grey wolf did as the instructions said. Lubed the tubes and slid it down her throat. It felt weird, but as she turned the key near the nose, a metallic clink let her know that it was locked. An uneasy tight feeling rose in her chest, and she gasped in suprize. Well, it was more of a huff of air, the gag completely cut off her vocal chords, bypassing them. God, this made her shiver. That's what the vixen was wearing. Except her model had an inflator bulb... odd. Inflating the bulb did nothing, but as she released the nozzle, pressure whooshed out. She wouldn't worry about that now.
She stopped to think for a second. She would try on the stuff, and take it home... after she called the cab. The gag settled in and felt quite natural, not restricting the air flow, and moved easily with her head.
The suit was a full body suit, a crotch zipper and a shoulder zipper for entrance. The suit had a tail sheath and two holes in the front, probably for the gag that she was already wearing and her nose. No eye holes... that could leave her vulnerable.
While opening the zipper the arms of the suit rolled out, dropping in their stead a horse and canine shaped cock dildos. Both had infaltor bulbs and a vibrating remote. Hot. She picked both of them up and set them on the seat. When she was suited up she'd have to use them. The suit was already talc'd inside. A puff of white powder rushed up into her face when the zipped it open.
That made it easier to slip inside. The rubber suit stretching out and conforming to her body, starting at her feet paws. While she worked her way up her heart rate picked up. Good god she was horny as a march hare. Bess controlled her breathing as the upper chest section of the suit was pulled on, the latex wear already heating up and forming around her body.
She didn't notice it at first, but the suit had a belt on the midsection below her boobs, it was open, but she couldn't see anything that would go in there. As the female pushed an arm into the sleeve, she couldn't find the glove, or the opening. When she looked she realized that there was none. A rubber strap with a belt buckle was on the end. It was a full body rubber straitjacket. Now she wished that there was a way to release that feline. He could help her into the suit all the way. She shivered at the thought of being tied down and made to cum like the cat....
As she pushed the other arm into the jacket sleeve and situated it the best she could. The damned thing was thick, and pulled hard as her paws fitted the suit better in some places. She then sat down on the bench. The suit worked it's magic and she felt the nice squeeze of the aparel pulling in. Then she remembered about the cuffs on the support.
The hood wasn't on yet, as was dangling down on her chest. 'Not yet' she thought as she hopped off the chair and bent down to inspect the cuffs. It was probably a tempt of fate that she put them on, but her sexual drive was over powering her mental thinking.
They were metal, hinged and a press button that popped the cuff open again. She stuck a foot paw inside, and clicked it, then pressed the button. With a delight she huffed air through the gag and brought the paw out from the restraint. As she swung onto the cushioned bench, the wolfess noticed that there were two holes sunken into the seat. And with the equid and canine toys right by them, she knew that it cradled the round base of the toys.
She set the canid cock on the rear hole and lift herself up to the bench, and finding they toy already slick, pressed it up against her tail hole, then slowly sank down. Without the know infalted, it slipped inside easily. She let the controls dangle, she wouldn't need that just yet.
Bending over the female placed her feet paws on the floor and slid them back into the cradle of the ankle restraints. She closed one shut, then opened it again, just to make sure. It opened. With a sigh she pushed both ankles into the restraints and clicked them both closed. A small amount of movement was present, but nothing major. A kick let her know that the thick rubber suit protected her from most of the shock of the metal restraint that was securely latched to the support pole.
Looking into the dimly lit area and making sure that no one was around, she removed the key near her nose that unlocked the muzzle/gag and stuck it into a fold of the rubber suit near the neck. Again she peered into the darkness, trying to see if there was anyone there. No one. She was safe to play.
The hood was a tight fit, her muzzle sliding inside and the tube from the gag popped out the outside fitting, and her nose poked through as well. She put back the inflator bulb that had a snap on fitting, there was no purpose that she could see, but it looked nice. The rest of the hood was a bit hard to get on. Her paws were in straitjacket like sleeves and she couldn't feel much. But the hood slid into place, nice and tight. No real pressure anywhere, just a snug fit. Closing the suit zipper was something else though, a tiny little pull that she finally found, and carefully slid over. Then the suit was sealed.
She smiled on the inside of the hood, why she'd never pursued this type of sexual enjoyment outside of what she'd found tonight mystified her. But she was here and she would enjoy herself. Picking up the horse toy that was in front of her, she slid open the crotch zipper more, revealing her dripping moist female sex. It was magic, the small horse shaft slid right inside, causing her to gasp a bit, but only air rushed out from the gag. She found the inflator and started pumping, slowly with her straitjacketed paws.
The horse member reached a large size, and then the female pushed it in and out, drawing in small amounts of air from the tube and quickly squeezing them out. The equid member was way to much for her, but that's how she'd wanted it.
"I'd say that's far enough." A voice from the room, muffled by the hood said. The wolfess jumped in suprize, and quickly started two grab the rear entrance zipper, to see who that was. But her jacketed paw was slippery with her natural female lube, and couldn't grasp the tiny pull.
"You have done almost everything, now I can't have as much fun as I want." The male voice said from behind her.
Before the female wolf knew what was going on, a pair of strong paws grabbed her closed ended sleeves and pulled then criss cross behind her, like a straitjacket. She immediately knew what the buckle in the front was for.
The male figure pulled the arm straps tight. She was now stuck on the chair. "Well, I see that you helped a few of my pets with a yearning." The male paws tightened the strap on her chest around her two arms, keeping them from going over her head.
"Naughty wolf.."
She tried to howl out for help, but the gag she was wearing stopped her. A huff of air escaped instead.
"I normally don't get males in here, but I have no use for that cheetah in the vac bed. That was probably the first and last time he'll get to have an orgasm, thanks to you." He snaked a belt from behind the back rest and laced it under her armpit, across the top of her boobs and then back down through the other armpit. Then it tightened up behind her, pinning the wolf to the back rest. Her paws were already restrained into the shackles.
"You are going to be here for a while." the male pushed the horse toy into her vagina more, and seated it in the recessed area, making sure it wouldn't fall out. "I hope you have a good time. I have to go now, and make more room for another unsuspecting slave. It's always sad when I have to sell a toy, but that vixen in the frame has been here quite long enough. I'm not going to say how long, but you'll find that out yourself soon enough."
The wolfess struggled and jerked on the straps, but they weren't moving. Air huffed rapidly from her breathing tube. She now knew what they cheetah and the vixen were trying to do. Warn her from becoming stuck herself. Bess remembered all the other recessed in the warehouse, all unsuspecting victims that fell prey to their own sexual desires. Just as she did.
"Oh, I have your clothes, don't worry about them."
The voice got closer, and pumped up the horse cock and canine at the same time, causing the wolfess to jump. He inflated them to abnormal sizes and turned on the vibrators to low.
"You won't ever fully get to the edge like this, punishment for pleasing the cheetah."
The footsteps walked away, leaving her stuck. She began to cry under the hood, silent wisps of air came from the tube.... and she began to wonder..
'How long had the vixen been here?'
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I just wrote my own horny-ness inducing story.....
And I had to throw myself in there.... cause I probably would end up getting myself stuck like that sometime.... XD
Category All / Bondage
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