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"There we go. Should be nice and snug," Lewis said as he tightened the final strap.Ben gave a few tugs at the sleeves of his straitjacket to confirm. There was practically no give as the buckles held tight. Keeping the fox's arms hugged to his body. Ben had been rather surprised when Lewis came home with the jacket that evening. The two had discussed getting one for quite some time but had never added it to the growing gear collection. The white canvas jacket was surprisingly comfortable to the fox. He wouldn't mind if Lewis decided he should sleep in it."Ready for your gag?" Lewis asked.Ben nodded and the horse stepped away. Ben had been placed in front of the television of their bedroom. Like all other times a porno for background noise was put on. Ben watched for a bit as a fox, similar in build and appearance to him. Was strung up in suspension. This fox wore a ball gag and was being slapped on the balls with a riding crop by a wolf. Ben cringed a little at the sight, remembering times he had been given a similar treatment. It still excited him though. Unfortunately though Ben had yet to get his cage removed. He had not done anything to be punished with more time and Lewis always kept good on promises he made. The horse probably was just waiting till the right moment to release it. This just got Ben more excited.Lewis returned with the brown leather muzzle that Ben wore a week earlier when the cage first went on. It was secured onto the fox's snout and latched in the back. Ben gave a grunt to prove he was truly gagged and Lewis gave a slap to the fox's rear in approval. Ben chuckled and playfully struggled against the straps of his jacket. Lewis stepped away again, this time returning with a spreader bar. Ben spread out his legs to allow the new item to be added and it was quickly secured."I think we're ready to begin," Lewis commented.The horse removed the only piece of clothing he still wore, his underwear. His large, erect, equine cock shot upward with its restriction now removed. Ben whimpered a little at the sight, hoping Lewis would remember what he forgot. It must have worked because he slapped himself on the forehead and said, "How could I forget?" Soon the cage was removed and Ben's eager cock quickly began to exit the sheath. The fox gave a soft sigh of relief as he was allowed an erection for the first time in a week.Lewis took a finger and slowly began to stroke it up and down the rising member exiting its sheath. Ben moaned and shivered at the gentle touch. The touch ended once his cock was at its full length. Lewis glanced over at the television and Ben looked too at whatever had grabbed Lewis's attention. Another round of ball slapping had begun for the fox in the movie and Lewis smirked at his bound partner."Maybe you should get a similar treatment," he said.Ben played his part and shook his head while moaning pleas to be

spared the torture. "Not to worry, I have something else in mind for you little one," the horse said as he went for the gear bag.Ben was caught off guard for this. He was ready to accept his ball torture so this was an unexpected turn. Lewis only had two items in his hand when he returned. Duct tape?and a plastic bag."Let's start off simple," Lewis said as he tore off a strip of duct tape.Ben didn't move because he had no idea what was coming. Once the strip covered the fox's nostrils his eyes went wide with realization. Ben struggles were now real, but not from lack of desire for this activity. He had often fantasized about breathplay, but this was the first time the two had actually gone through with it (like the straitjacket). It took a moment for Ben to calm down as he tried to breath. He could only manage to get short puffs of air by returning to breathing through his mouth. The muzzle covered it though so he barely managed to get some air through the cracks. Lewis ripped off the strip of tape and Ben gasped through his nostrils."How was that?" Lewis teased."Asshole," Ben angrily replied as a muffle."What's that? Again?" Lewis asked.Before Ben could shake his head "no" another strip was over his nostrils. The fox wiggled where he stood, his lungs had barely recovered from the first round and now he was really struggling to breath. Lewis chuckled as he began to stroke Ben's member. This made the fox hesitate in his fight against his bonds as the sensation on his cock was too good to pass up. This lasted only a few moments as his brain reminded him that he could not breathe. Ben was in a state of pleasure and pain as his lungs burned and his penis begged to be stroked to finish."Which do you want?" Lewis asked as if to read his mind. "Air? Or orgasm?"Ben was so close to replying "orgasm" but his survival instinct kicked in and he said "air" as best he could. This time Lewis understood him perfectly. The tape came off and the stroking ceased. Ben whimpered as he regained his breath. His head cloudy between the two extreme sensations he was receiving. Yet he wanted more of it."I think foxy is ready for the next round," Lewis said. Ben weakly shook his head "no" as he still thought he was recovering. Lewis moved behind him and soon a layer of plastic was coming over Ben's head. The fox could hardly believe that Lewis was about to do this. Ben felt the bag being held in place around his neck followed by the sound of ripping. Duct tape wrapped around his neck several times and the bag held on its own. Ben coached himself to focus on his breathing. To take deep breaths and not hyper ventilate and panic.Then he felt the shaft enter him. The spreader bar had provided easy access to his rear without him realizing it. He moaned as Lewis took a deep thrust up his tailhole. For a moment Ben forgot

about his limited air and briefly panicked when he remembered. He continued to focus on long breaths as Lewis continued pounding at his rear. Ben only saw blurred images through the plastic bag. So he couldn't see at all when Lewis reached around and began to stroke him off again. Ben whimpered as his air continued to lower and made it harder and harder to breath. The bag sealing to the shape of his head with each inhale. But he couldn't help but breath quicker between the mix of jacking and fucking.Ben struggled against the jacket again. Wanting desperately to breathe while desperately wanting the sex to continue. He had almost no air as he felt close to the edge. Lewis must have been close too by how quickly he thrust in and out now. Ben was beginning to scream for air though. Just as he thought he couldn't take it any longer, a sensation flowed into his rear. Lewis had cum. The sensation and Lewis being unwavering in his speed on Ben's cock forced the fox to orgasm as well. A large stream that had built up in him rocketing out of his tip as he gave a loud scream-moan.The fox felt ready to collapse and light headed as his orgasm finished. Fortunately Lewis wasn't in too deep of a post-orgasm haze and had remembered the poor foxy. The plastic bag tore away and Ben gasped for air. The muzzle was unbuckled and fell off. Ben took deep breaths through his mouth again. His lungs filling with the instant relief. As he did so a smile grew on his muzzle. Maybe it was the week long chastity, maybe it was the fear from the breathplay, maybe a mix of both. But no matter what had caused it this had been one of his best orgasms in a long, long time.