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Jakob slowly returned to consciousness, his head lulling idly from side to side as he tried to shake off the cobwebs of what had felt like a deep and dreamless sleep.

Even in his half conscious state, the wolf could tell something was severely wrong. First was that instead of the expected warmth of his bed... he was standing, or more correctly, he was slumped in some bindings. His weight was supported by ropes around his wrists, plus some form of fabric tied around his waist and something similar around his ankles. The persistent darkness was from some heavy cloth wrapped tightly around his head, pressing his fur flat - a blindfold of some kind.

Without even thinking about it, he instinctively tested the bonds, standing up straight to take the uncomfortableness of his weight off his arms, and then tugging his middle around, while trying to bring his arms down to his sides.

Jakob, having now fully woken up and realised he was unable to move - that he was tied up, started to panic, a jolt of adrenaline shooting through his body. He tried to shout out for help, but found that wasn't an option either; something was wrapped tightly around his entire muzzle, minus his nose, keeping his maw clamped tightly together - he could only move his tongue around inside his mouth.

All he managed with his attempted shout was a muffled "mmmphh!"

At this point his heart was really starting to pound in his chest, 'What the fuck is going on? Why the hell am I tied up?' were the two questions that kept reverberating through his head. He started to desperately pull and shove his body around in the bindings, trying in earnest to break free from them. He wanted nothing to do with whatever sick joke this was, he wanted out!

Jakob pulled his arms first, shoving them in different directions the small amount that he could - it was obvious after a few attempts that the rope was looped over something above him, he could feel it sliding around a little. However, this had been counteracted by another rope, which tied onto the middle section of rope between his wrists - serving to severely limit how much he could move his arms. He tried to bring his claws to bear on the rope but found the ropes were very tough, unyielding to his attempts.

Trying to move the rest of his body was even more hopeless, he could only flex out his chest slightly, the fabric bindings around his waist and ankles having a little bit of give, but being wrapped tightly around whatever was behind him.

After a few moments of struggle, Jakob was left with no results; having only chafed his wrists and ankles against the bindings, and panting hard from the exertion through his nose.

Although, In his struggles, Jakob had noticed something else; something hot and hard had slapped against his thigh... embarrassment burnt through Jakob's ears and cheeks upon the full realisation and the acknowledgement that he was in fact completely naked. Even worse though, his length was achingly hard. It felt like the worst case of morning wood he'd ever had, hard and throbbing, even his knot was out and fully engorged from his sheath - it certainly felt like the type of erection that wouldn't be fading anytime soon.

The wolf's ears swivelled backwards and lowered in humiliation, 'I'm tied up naked, I can't believe it! Why am I so damn hard though?!', Jakob thought with derision. His tail tucked itself thoroughly between his legs in an attempt to try and restore his modesty, however the bindings on his legs served to prevent the fluffy appendage from getting through, leaving him no choice but to remain fully exposed, Jakob swallowed nervously at the thought that whoever had done this could be watching his naked form.

The wolf awkwardly shifted from paw to paw, hyper aware of his achingly hard dick moving around each time, the blush in his ears and face continuing to persist. Jakob tried to keep his mind off this, starting to take note of what his other senses could tell him about his surroundings instead.

He moved his head around a bit between his stretched up arms, sniffing around. He could pick out a few things straight away; the air smelled musty and damp, wherever he was clearly was not a well visited place, nor well maintained if such a smell of decay had built up.

The only thing that stood out from this background was the smell of him.

Whoever had tied him up here.

It was clear as day compared to the old, decrepit, smell of this place.

Whoever it was they were clearly male, and Jakob would place a hefty bet on them being a fox. Having lived in a city for most of his life, he'd had plenty of time to subconsciously learn the unique scents of different species; foxes were easy to identify with their rusty and tangy scent, or at least, that's how he interpreted it - explaining how things smelt to others was always difficult as a canine.

Jakob made use of his tail as well, putting some conscious thought into it Jakob moved it from being wrapped nervously around his leg, finding that he could get it on either side of whatever he was bound to, continuing to swish it around behind him, whatever he was tied to was on its own, some kind of support or something, since he couldn't feel the presence of a wall anywhere nearby.

Jakob was still focusing on trying to determine his surroundings when a hand suddenly groped against his outer thigh.

He let out a shocked "yip!" of surprise, going tense, soon feeling another hand running its way through his chest fur.

"How cute." the mystery voice stated.

Jakob could only let out a "Hmmmgh!" in response while trying, and failing, to shift himself away from the grasping paw pads. "That was quite the impressive struggle there, watching them struggle each time is my favourite part you know..." The voice continued, in a playful tone.

"You do take care of your fur, don't you? Very soft, very nice, very nice..." the voice muttered, running his dulled claws through the wolf's fur while he continued to repeat the final words a few times in a barely audible whisper.

Jakob decided that this guy, this fox, was clearly insane and mentally unhinged to boot! Unable to do much else, he let out a whimper as the groping continued, his dick sometimes just about getting brushed by the fox's fur.

"Don't be so tense, wolfy! We're going to have a fun time, you and me... we're going to play a game!" The fox said, in a singsong voice, an almost manic sounding giggle sounding afterwards. Before the wolf could let out much protest, the fox pressed in closer, now pressing the fur of their chests together. Jakob's ears shot down again when he realised he could very clearly feel the fox's member pressed against his own.

The fox ran his hands up and down Jakob's sides, at the same time he planted a lick against Jakob's neck, nuzzling around in the fluffy fur and leaning his head there, like they were some sort of lovers! If he had been burning with embarrassment before, Jakob didn't know what he was now, he forced himself to stay still as the awkwardly affectionate embrace continued.

"It's a very simple game, just one rule for you, yes, yes... one rule!" The fox giggled again and planted another lick on the opposite side of his neck, "Don't cum... that's it." The fox whispered in his ear, seemingly unable to stop himself giggling afterwards again.

"Mmhh?!" Jakob's incredulous 'What?' had turned into yet another muffled sound through the muzzle. All he could think was that this guy was utterly insane! This... this deranged faggot was going to touch his dick! Or worse! He continued trying to speak, to curse this damned fox and his existence, all of it came out as unintelligible sounds thanks to the muzzle.

"Ah, ah, ah... no questions now, wolfy, I don't like questions, no, no, no. Horny wolves like you don't get questions answered, you don't deserve it,don't deserve it... you'll see my plans soon enough, yes..." The inane muttering of the fox continued.

Jakob was perfectly straight... not that he'd had much success before, only scoring a few lucky one time hookups over the years. His usual company was his right hand. Maybe in any other scenario he would have found the thought of someone pleasuring him fantastic, but considering how his 'partner' was clearly a guy, and insane at the same time, caused his stomach to knot in anxiety. He didn't want this!

As much as he may mentally have not wanted it, his dick had other ideas. Pressed up against the fox it was still hard, and Jakob shamefully admitted to himself that the slight rubbing of movement felt good... really good. 'Why does it feel so good? It never feels this good when I jerk off!' he thought, trying his best to remain still, stay quiet and keep his breathing steady.

He immediately failed at that when one of the fox's hands snaked in between them and grasped his turgid member, giving it a soft squeeze. Jakob couldn't help but let out a muffled "Hmmrrgh!" of protest.

"Mmm, you're well endowed aren't you? Bigger than me! I'm sure you're a nice proud wolf with this hiding in your pants, yes, yes, those drugs I've given you are keeping you nice and hard, very eager, very hard, very eager..." The fox trailed off, going off into his repeating muttering again as he backed off slightly, his hand releasing the wolf's dick to continue trailing through his fur in sensual movements.

'He's drugged me!?' Jakob thought with shock, although thinking about it some more it made sense just why he was so aroused now, 'What else has this psycho done to me?' he wondered. He didn't get much longer to think on this, as without warning, he felt a warm breath play against his length. The fox had knelt down, Jakob not noticing due to focusing on the hands feeling him up.

"Just remember the rule, yes, the rule, a very important rule! If you break the rule you won't like it, no you won't. Won't be fun for you at all, no it won't." The fox said in his playful tone, in a strange self-answering manner, at the same time he rubbed his muzzle against the side of Jakob's sensitive member, causing him to flinch at the touch.

'I can't believe it! He's really going to do this! What sort of nutter kidnaps someone and then -' Jakob's trail of thought came to a sudden end as he did remember something.

In the news recently, it had been practically unavoidable with how publicly notable the attacks were.

There had been a string of sexual assaults, all within the same month, and by the same individual - the victims all reported finding themselves restrained, somewhere unfamiliar... some of them describing him as a fox. The police hadn't released much more detail, but what had leaked around and been discussed online gave hints to some of the sexual torture and hours long... edging... they'd endured. Although the exact details weren't well known, the state of each of the victims afterwards, each of them a wolf, was very publicly known - the aptly nicknamed 'serial edger' always left them tied up or restrained somewhere in the city, just left waiting for someone to discover them.

Jakob's fur stood on end as he thought about this, was this the same guy? Was he about to become the latest victim of this loopy fucking fox?!

"My, my, you are tense, very tense. They all start off tense, we'll have to fix that with you as well." the fox said, his inane giggle sounding afterwards. At least being referred to in the third person now made sense to Jakob, now that he knew just who this was nuzzling around his dick.

Not that the knowledge would stop what was about to happen.

The fox placed a hand around the top of his shaft, with the other holding lightly around his knot, the soft and warm paw pads pressing in against his flesh, eliciting a "Hmm!" from Jakob. The fox remained quiet for now, while he slowly started to stroke his upper hand along the length, squeezing slightly as he did so.

After the first few up and down strokes, the hand sped up a bit. Jakob shifted around, his breathing hitching once or twice when the hand around his knot squeezed a little bit. Whatever drugs the fox had used on him, it was making him extremely sensitive and worked up already, he couldn't believe it, somehow it felt good, really good!

Whilst this stroking continued, he could feel the fox lightly nuzzling around his balls, the top of his muzzle nudging against the bottom of the wolf's shaft a few times. Jakob couldn't help but groan, his cock twitching and flexing a few times in the foxes grasp as the repetitive and rhythmic up - down, squeeze, up - down, squeeze of the fox's motions continued. He never would've thought a handjob could feel good, or any better than jerking off at least, but he was already starting to get closer, a unique mixture of arousal and fear fluttering through his abdomen.

"I lied earlier." The fox suddenly stated, "This is my favourite part, seeing the reaction as horny wolves get what they deserve. Good isn't it?" Jakob could only shake his head from side to side in denial, it made no sense! What was the fox even on about? What had he done, why did he deserve this?

"Don't shake your head at me, you know you're guilty! You're all guilty! Stupid, scheming wolves!" Jakob let out a whimper as the fox angrily shouted the last word, followed by a yip when the fox squeezed down hard around his base, only able to "Hrrmmg!" and "Mmmhh!" to try and beg the fox to stop as the tight, painful squeezing went on for a moment. Thankfully, the squeezing suddenly slackened, the fox's stroking hand now instead moving around and almost petting his dick, like he was apologising.

"Sorry, I get carried away sometimes." The fox stated, although he heard the fox let out an exaggerated sound of contemplation soon afterwards.

"In fact, I lied again, I'm not sorry. They deserve it, they deserve it, they deserve it..." The fox went off into one off his muttering rants again. Jakob could only pant through his nose, he couldn't make sense of whatever this fox's reasoning, the fact that the fox could so quickly turn to anger over nothing serving to drive another spike of worry through him.

The fox slowly returned to jerking him off again, the lingering pain from the squeezing soon disappearing, being replaced by reluctant pleasure. This time he was using both of his paws stacked on top of each other, moving both of them in sync, pleasuring most of the wolf's length with each movement. Jakob huffed through his nose, moving his head around, tensing his legs - doing what he could to try and distract himself from what the fox was doing to him.

However, It proved difficult to ignore, the fox was certainly hitting all the right 'spots'. By this point his dick was readily leaking pre-cum, the fox occasionally using his thumb to spread it around his spade-like tip, before it was then rubbed up and down his length by the repeated stroking. He could feel the handjob becoming more slick, moving easier up and down his increasingly lubricated member.

"Mnnnggh" He suddenly tried to shout out as he felt the fox place a teasing lick against his tip, his shaft throbbing in pleasure. The fox only giggled, before licking again, and then some more... soon enough his length was even more wet than it had been, the combination of his precum and the fox's saliva working together to get him incredibly slick.

Jakob's eyes had rolled back into his head, while he leaned his head up towards the ceiling, his legs slightly shaking in the exertion of remaining tensed up. He couldn't deny it, he was getting close.

To make it worse, the hands suddenly left his dick, instead planting themselves against his thighs, just above his knees. The fox just moved his dick around with his muzzle for a moment, positioning it, before -!

His member was enveloped in the soft warmth of the fox's maw, a good few inches sinking into the fox's muzzle at once; the soft jowls of the fox pressing down and forming a seal, before he started sucking lightly. To make it worse - or better as his increasingly horny mind was concerned - the fox made ample use of his tongue, using it first below the wolf's length, to guide it deeper into his mouth, before almost wrapping it around the circumference of his dick.

By this point Jakob wasn't even thinking about the warning the fox had given him about cumming, he was rapidly barrelling towards it - he figured the fox wouldn't be able to tell anyway, there was a reason women asked to be warned when a guy was getting close, right?

The fox was now sucking on his dick like it was his favourite damn treat! His tongue was continuing to move around Jakob's dick, pressing and sliding back and forth, causing his shaft to continuously press against different parts of that warm mouth - at the same time the fox was starting to move his maw back and forth, his tightly pressed lips sucking against his length as he went.

Soon enough the teasing tongue had stopped licking randomly around his shaft, instead the fox stuck it slightly out the bottom of his mouth, panting it back and forth, the feeling of the counteracting movement driving the wolf's length to throb contently in pleasure. The tongue in this position also served to protect his dick as the fox's blowjob increased in enthusiasm, he still occasionally he felt the slightest brush of teeth against some parts of his cock, but for the most part the fox demonstrated his experience, practically gliding up and down the wolf's substantial length, his lips occasionally brushing against Jakob's knot, the tip slipping into his throat without any sound of discomfort.

For the wolf it was simply too much, he had started lightly pressing his hips forward each time the fox bottomed out, trying to eke as much pleasure out as possible, returning to instincts as the pleasure grew. He was so close, just a few more strokes would do it...

Frustratingly though, it wasn't to be, the fox had started to slow down, now barely sucking on the wolf's throbbing tip, and then he withdrew completely. Jakob whined before he could help it, if it wasn't for the muzzle around his maw he would've been begging for just a little more! He humped back and forth as much as he could, feeling his shaft bump against the fox a few times, who was now laying his head sideways on the wolf's thigh, watching his flexing member.

'Yes!'I Jakob thought when the fox gave a slooow lick up the side of his knot, and then another. With how close he was, even that small stimulation was enough to drive him towards orgasm, his breath escaped in heavy pants through his nose as he felt himself just about to slip over that imperceivable barrier before orgasm. The small part of his rational mind protested vigorously, he was straight! He shouldn't be enjoying this!

But he couldn't deny the physical pleasure anymore, eyes rolling back into his head and hips rapidly flexing as he got ready to absolutely paint the floor with his load. Just one more lick-

Something sparked through his dick. Jakob jolted in his restraints and let out a helpless muffled bark of pain. Before he could even comprehend what was going on, it happened again, and again - each one following on the last in rapid succession. Each jolt of electricity passing through his dick caused his muscles to involuntarily clench up, the unique combination of pain and clenching instantly taking him back from the edge.

Jakob shook his head back and forth, desperately trying to pull his arms down to make it stop, his paws clenching against the ground. Nothing else mattered apart from stopping the strobing pain repeatedly passing through his dick! As well tied up as he was though, he couldn't do anything to stop it, completely at the mercy of the fox - being reduced to a whimpering wreck when the electricity stopped just as suddenly as it had started.

Jakob slumped in the restraints, letting his weight rest fully from the bondage, panting quickly through his nose, chin slumped downwards as he tried to recover from the experience. It felt like it had gone on forever! Really though, it couldn't have been more than a few seconds.

Much to his increased horror, he still found himself hard and throbbing - almost eager. The combination of the drugs and his knot being fully engorged working together to keep him as such. Jakob's ears remained firmly splayed as he finally became aware of the fox laughing!

'What the fuck was that! The sick bastard-' Jakob's thoughts were cut short as the fox finally spoke up.

"Aw, didn't like that? I thought you wolves are supposed to be tough, you were whimpering like a puppy!" The fox sounded excited, like he'd enjoyed zapping Jakob's hapless shaft and nuts.

"Hmmmgh, hmurrk mmm!" Jakob's attempt to say 'fuck you' at the fox's teasing came out completely unintelligible, he would've been cursing a storm at the fox if his attempts didn't all come out as meaningless, animalistic, noises.

"Oh hush, I told you the rule, it's not my fault that you're not very good at this game... thought I wouldn't be able to tell, hmm? Or did you just forget about my warning, like the horny wolf you are?" Jakob could practically hear the smirk in the fox's tone, "At least this way you get to experience the toy I oh so carefully chose for tonight's fun!" The fox continued, nuzzling against his dick, balancing it on the middle of his muzzle.

Now that Jakob was paying attention, he could feel it, the 'toy' that had just caused him so much displeasure. There was a metal ring pressed into the base of his shaft, some parts of it being covered by his sheath. He hadn't noticed it before since his dick must've warmed it up before he even woke up, it was only now that he intentionally searched for it that he felt it. He could also feel two leads that barely brushed against his fur before running towards some kind of strap that he now noticed around his right thigh, which was exactly where the fox's hand was pressing against.

'The fucker has me hooked up like a fucking school science experiment!' Jakob thought with horror, realising just how devious the setup was. As if to confirm it, the fox started explaining.

"I wasn't lying when I said you wouldn't enjoy it... I know how much electricity hurts as well you know, it took quite a lot of... experimenting to get this right, I suffered to make sure you will as well, isn't that great! I would say we're equal, apart from we're not - you're clearly still a horny, uncontrollable wolf, hmm?" The fox paused his mad explanation, briefly, barely able to contain a mad giggle.

"Maybe you've learnt your lesson though? Ready to try again?" The fox continued, Jakob vigorously shook his head, trying to give a solid 'No!' as his answer. He didn't want to experience that again! He'd never experienced something as uncomfortable in his life. Even as good as it had felt for a while before that... the sensation of electricity coursing through his dick wouldn't be one he was soon to forget.

"I'll take that as a yes! Always good when they're eager, maybe this time you'll do better, yes, yes - much better!" The mania returned to the fox's voice again, and Jakob couldn't help but whimper when he felt a paw grip around the base of his sore shaft. He couldn't will it down, his length was still just as hard and eager as it had been when the fox had started, even dribbling precum from it's tip...

'Curse those damned drugs!' He thought helplessly, surely he wouldn't have been hard still without those, how could anyone stay hard through what he'd just been subjected to?

The fox angled his member to one side, taking numerous long licks, then leaning it the other way and repeating the same. Jakob huffed in indignation; this was really happening! He was going to have to endure it again... except, he wouldn't, not if he played into this "game" the fox was playing and managed to resist the pleasure.

Considering a few licks had already taken him from feeling sore to feeling horny, that was going to be quite the challenge. He had to do it though, for the sake of his own sanity, he really didn't want to feel those painful shocks going through him again.

Without any other warning or sign, his length was once again plunged back into the fox's muzzle. This time the fox didn't hold back at all, sinking his lips all the way down to Jakob's knot in one go, placing a playful quick lick against the bottom of it - Jakob couldn't help himself, he jerked his hips forward at the sensation. Being a canine, his knot was always the most sensitive and pleasurable part, and the fox was taking full advantage of that, especially when one of his hands joined in, grasping around the base and slowly rubbing around in a circular motion.

Just like the previous time, as the fox started to suck and move backwards, Jakob could feel the pleasure rising - he was already getting worked up! It was like the fox had never stopped sucking him off at all, with how quickly he was returning to the pleasured state he had been in before. He shook his head, trying to regain his focus.

The fox didn't relent, fully demonstrating his oral skills, his maw sliding all the way up the wolf's member, then all the way back down - he built to a fairly quick rhythm, quickly starting to drive the hapless wolf towards another orgasm. Jakob had started to hump back and forth again, helpless to his instincts - they told him to fuck! To press his knot in! He shook his head again, putting in conscious effort to stop himself humping. He could already feel the telltale rise of elation and raw pleasure that preceded an orgasm, though even in such a state of mind, he remembered the pain - he had to hold on, surely the fox would tire eventually?

For a good few minutes, the unrelenting fox continued putting the wolf's self restraint to the test. Soon Jakob was whimpering and letting out small "Mmm" and "Hnnn" sounds as the difficulty of resisting built, as his need helplessly increased.

It felt so good, the way the fox swirled his paw around his knot, the damned tongue - the highly mobile appendage inflicting great sensation upon his dick. He was spurting precum almost continuously now, a few times throughout this the fox stopped with his lips just about pressing against Jakob's knot, swallowing down the build up of precum. Jakob found these moments particularly hard to endure, the flexing and movement of the fox's mouth and throat around most of his length felt incredibly good. Despite it all though, he managed to hold off, somehow holding a fair way off the point of no return.

The constant fear, and memory, of the electricity was in his mind, helping him to just about hold on. He noticed that the fox was starting to slow, elation rising in his mind 'He's getting tired!', he thought with success.

Unfortunately, he couldn't have been more wrong, the sly fox was just preparing himself for a little trick.

Jakob felt the fox slow to a stop half way down his shaft, wondering if this would finally be it, would the fox pull off? He soon found that wasn't the case, he felt the fox shift around, placing a hand on either side of his waist - the fox then slowly started to slide down, and down... and down some more. Jakob's breathing sped up, especially when the fox hit his knot with his lips, and continued pressing forward.

The fox had clearly widened his maw as much as he could, but even then, it wasn't quite enough - Jakob could feel the fox's larger canines, which had been thankfully absent up until this point, pressing uncomfortably against his knot, slowly sliding forward over it. Jakob let out more unless grunts and moans as this continued, his hips were forced to remain pressed against the support behind him, preventing any of the wolf's erratic and frantic movements from ruining the fox's plans.

Jakob let out a "Hgh-mmmm" of relief when his knot finally, amazingly, slipped past the points of the fox's canines, thoroughly embedding itself in the tight confines of his maw. At the same time more of his length had pressed into the fox's throat, now pressed in deeper than it ever had been before.

The fox pressed his teeth in a bit, trapping Jakob's knot inside his maw like it was some kind of cage, the canines pressing into the back of his knot. On this unexpected turn of events, all the effort Jakob had been putting in to holding back had collapsed, with his length fully buried into such a warm, soft and tight place he well being helplessly driven towards orgasm - his instincts told him it was right, that he was knotted inside a nice tight hole - that he needed to cum!

Jakob could feel warm breath from the fox's nose blowing against his belly fur, against his sheath - he was surprised the fox even could breathe with such a large obstruction pressing down his throat.

Now with Jakob's entire length in his maw, the fox started to effectively swallow around the wolf's cock, the feeling of the fox's entire mouth flexing around Jakob's dick driving him crazy - he'd never felt anything like it in his life.

As close as he was though, he still wasn't quite there, some subconscious part of Jakob's mind refused to be defeated, refused to experience the mind-numbing pain of electricity again. The fox smiled with Jakob's dick embedded down his throat, his cheeks bulging out from containing the knot; he had one trick that was sure to drive the wolf beyond the point of no return.

That trick was the fox growling.

Jakob let out a muffled gasp as his entire dick vibrated in the warm confines of the fox's mouth, his ears splaying down all over again as the vibration served to drive him right to the edge - he was going to cum! The growling, muffled vibration of the fox continued for another second, Jakob pressing his head against his right arm, trying to seek some form of comfort. Hiding his red, humiliated, face - knowing that if he did cum, then the 'punishment' would probably be extreme. His blindfold grew increasingly wet, his tears of helplessness and pleasure ensuring this.

'Yip!' - Jakob didn't even manage to grunt or make any other kind of sound, just when he thought he'd been about to fail this 'game' again, the fox had yanked his maw backwards, his four large canines digging uncomfortably into the back of his knot. The pain was enough to, perhaps mercifully, take him back from the edge he'd been about to pass - his dick instead flexing and spurting out a few hearty doses of precum into the fox's mouth.

The fox yanked back again, and then once more... each time Jakob thrashed in his bindings, letting out more pained whimpers. The sharp points of the fox's teeth hurt! He didn't think the fox had drawn blood, but the feeling of such dangerous, sharp implements rubbing against something so sensitive certainly made him think that had happened!

With another yank, the fox's maw was suddenly loose from Jakob's knot, the engorged and throbbing member coming free with an audible pop.

Jakob was left panting, his head slack and resting downwards, feeling too tired to even bother holding it up anymore. To be driven so close to the edge, so close to losing the fox's insane game only to then be driven back in such a painful way, it took the fight completely out of him. He just wanted this to end, almost as much as he... still wanted to cum.

There was no other time in his life where Jakob could remember such raw untamed need, even after that painful pullout, he was still close, his dick flexing and throbbing.

"Hehe, you're all twitchy... getting close, again?" The fox teasingly asked.

Jakob took a moment to even register the fox had spoken, not even tensing up this time when he felt the fox balance his dick on top of his maw.

"N-mpph" Jakob's attempt to get a 'no' out through his restricted jaws ended with a moan when the fox licked up the front of his maw, just barely licking against the barrel of his dick. The fox only giggled at his plight.

"Hmm, I'm not convinced... need some more zappies?"

That caused Jakob to tense up again, his head lifting up and shaking around to try and get out a solid 'no', grunting out a shocked "Mmm?!" - he wasn't even about to cum! It wasn't fair!

He felt the fox's hand pressing against his right thigh - where he felt the strap around his leg! The fox fiddled with it, while Jakob's legs shook with a combined sense of fear, and in an attempt to try and get the fox to stop. Then he felt the muzzle beneath his dick gone, the fox no longer touching his dick in any form.

'Fuck! No! That can only mean one thing!' Jakob thought with panic.

"Nuuuu!" This time Jakob did manage to get out a panicked no, not that it mattered either way - his elongated, almost howl-like denial being cut off by a loud 'Yipe!' when he felt the first accursed zap of electricity pass through the base of his knot.

Jakob had expected the pain to continue from there, but to his own surprise, something was different this time... after that initial painful pulse of electricity, he noticed that it was nowhere near as painful as it had been last time... in fact, it almost felt good. He didn't know the frequency of the electricity pulsing through his member, but he swore he could feel every single alternation of it, practically feeling like his member was vibrating with pleasure! His pelvic muscles were reacting to the electricity as well, spasming in confusion.

"Ah, you seem to like that much more, hmm? I was surprised when testing this thing out as well... turns out at the right voltage, being shocked actually feels quite good!"

The fox licked along the bottom of his knot, causing the wolf to "Mmm!".

"Heh, that was all tingly. Bet that feels really feels great riiighht behind that big knot of yours..." The fox trailed off into giggling, while at the same time Jakob was starting to shift uncomfortably in his bonds. Unlike the blowjob he'd been getting, the strange feeling of electricity coursing through his dick was relentless, it never ceased, driving through his member at it's set frequency and causing pleasure the entire time.

It wasn't the same sort of pleasure that he'd been getting from the blowjob at all, it was forceful, unwanted. Either way, it was working him up. He was rapidly building back up to the pleasure plateau that preceded an orgasm... the same one he'd been at moments before, right before the fox had pulled off his dick at least.

Jakob snorted air out through his nose in heavy pants, tugging at the bindings around his wrists. He didn't even want his hands free to get out anymore, he simply wanted to squeeze at his dick, rub along it - bring himself to orgasm... at the same time though, he knew what would happen. The electricity would go from feeling good, to the same painful level it had been at earlier.

The two sides warred inside Jakob's head, one part of him trying to hold back, while the other less rational side caused his hips to hump at the air, revelling in the pleasure. A constant stream of precum was leaking from his dick at this point, running down the underside before matting the fur around his sheath.

Jakob started whining again as he finally admitted that holding back simply wasn't an option; the electricity was relentless! No amount of self control would manage to prevent the electrically induced orgasm he was about to experience. He tried to steel himself, his cock flexing rapidly as it edged up to the point of no return, wondering if the fox would notice this time or -

Just like the previous time, Jakob wasn't really prepared when the electricity went from feeling good to outright painful.

The fox, having edged five previous wolves before Jakob on his deranged quest, had become extremely good at spotting an imminent orgasm - he wouldn't be known as the 'serial edger' if that wasn't the case. The subtle signs, like the changing in breathing, the subtle orgasmic flexing and hitching of the hips, the slight spasm as they hit that pinnacle of pleasure... spotting these signs was like reading to the fox at this point.

All this meant for Jakob is there would be no way for him to manage to sneak an orgasm past the fox, resulting in the painful zapping he was now receiving.

By the time it stopped, Jakob was once again a wreck. He was hanging limply from the bindings, breathing rapidly through his nose, tail wrapped around his leg. It was the sort of pain he couldn't condition himself to get used to, no matter how many times it happened. The fox had let the estim go on for longer this time, at least ten seconds worth, wanting to ensure he'd driven the wolf thoroughly back from orgasm for -

"Round three!" The fox gleefully announced, Jakob barely even reacted when he felt the initial painful jolt of electricity, followed by the same relentless low level shock he'd been receiving before. At this point he was both mentally and physically exhausted, a defeated whimpering wreck compared to the proud wolf he had started as.

"After that trick with your knot my jaws are pretty sore. This sort of pleasure is much more suitable for a wolf like you anyway though, yes, uncaring and relentless - just like them!" The fox continued muttering something like the nutcase he was, Jakob barely paid attention to it.

The last round of painful zapping had just utterly broken something inside him, his rational side retreating and leaving only his instinctual, animalistic, responses behind.

The pleasure continued.

Once again, for the third time, Jakob was being taken back towards orgasm. His hips flexed and humped mindlessly, any ability he had to resist orgasm taken away by the combination of pain and unrelenting pleasure being pulsed through his knot. Occasionally the fox would plant a lick against some part of his dick - most often his knot, eliciting gasps from Jakob each time. The fox undoubtedly got a little shock each time as well, but didn't seem to care.

After no more than two minutes, the wolf's hips were remaining pressed forwards as far as he could within the tight bondage - he remained limp otherwise, his weight hanging from his bound arms, breathing heavily as the beautiful feeling of the electricity brought him closer with each pulse.

He didn't even consider that the fox was watching eagerly, waiting for the opportunity to shock him for his failure at self control. Jakob's entire world had shrunk down to the length of his cock, nothing mattered more than the intense orgasm he was about to receive.

With the wolf acting so mindlessly, it was a walk in the park for the fox to spot when he was close this time, turning the dial on the estim up to its maximum.

This certainly caused Jakob to stop hanging limply. Once again he was reminded of the duality of pleasure and pain, how something could go from feeling great to the most awful feeling he'd ever experienced in his life.

"MMmmm! MMMMM!" He helplessly shouted in his gag, unfortunately for him no one was nearby to listen apart from the deranged fox, who delighted in the wolf's exclamations.

He tugged helplessly, uselessly, against his bindings - wanting the pain to stop, wanting the pleasure to continue! He just wanted to cum!

How much he wanted to cum didn't matter to the fox, he was here to prove a point, at least in his own mind. So, once again he turned off the electricity, causing Jakob to again find himself hanging by his arms. The third round of painful shocks had driven all thought from Jakob's head, causing him to feel like his mental sanity was, perhaps, now down to the same level as the fox.

The pleasure continued.

For hours the cycle of pain-pleasure, pleasure-pain repeated. Jakob ceased to be for those few hours, mentally unable to hold out or comprehend what was being done to him anymore. Only knowing that those hours were filled with such pleasure, but also such unbearable pain.

The fox kept things mixed up to keep them interesting, sometimes only using the estim, other times using only his paws in small teasing touches - keeping the wolf right on the edge for twenty minutes at one point, using nothing but slow, soft touches of his paw pads to ever so carefully keep the wolf there.

The fox even gave a few more blowjobs, although, as the wolf got more and more sensitive, more worked up, the fox had to stop using his mouth entirely. The slightest touches would set the wolf off by that point.

The pleasure continued.

Jakob completely lost all sense of time, for all he knew, this is all he'd ever known - the endless cycle of pleasure and pain feeling like it had always been happening, and always would be.

Fortunately for Jakob, like all things, they must come to an end.

By the fox's count, he had edged the wolf thirty eight times by the time he realised it was getting into the early hours of the morning, and therefore he needed to stop. He smiled at that, a very good amount, a new record in fact.

Jakob was exhausted by this point, hips slowly humping mindlessly as a ghost of pleasure echoed through his still rock solid member, chin resting against his neck with snot dripping from one nostril.

He suddenly felt something wet pressed against his muzzle, even in this unthinking mindless state he tried to hold his breath, able to smell the strong chemical scent in the rag pressed against his nose.

But it was only a few moments before he couldn't hold, whimpering as he was forced to breathe in the strong chemical.

"Yes, yes, that's it wolfy, breathe it all in... I must get you ready for the final act, so you must sleep for now." Some part of Jakob's mind acknowledged the words, but thought was becoming even fuzzier than it had been before.

Jakob finally, blissfully, drifted off into unconsciousness. His length still stood out, hard and eager, even as he passed into the dreamless sleep of the drug.

---

With the wolf now unconscious, the fox could enact the final part of tonight's fun. He wasn't looking forward to dragging the unconscious wolf to his car, it'd been hard enough to drag the larger wolf around the first time. It had to be done though, simply leaving the wolf somewhere he couldn't be found wouldn't send the message!

Although, the fox was curious about one thing... curious enough to break his modus operandi.

He slapped the wolf across the muzzle, then squeezed the wolf's balls - hard. The wolf not responding in any way, continuing to hang limply. Definitely unconscious. Good.

Smiling at this, he kneeled down once again in front of the wolf, wincing briefly at his sore knees, before reaching out to the dial on the estim unit.

Turning the knob slightly, the length in front of him flexed and spurted a dollop of precum, hitting against the fox's cheek and simply adding to the matted mess that was present there. The fox let out a manic giggle at that, carefully watching the throbbing canine length in front of him.

Unlike all the previous times, this time he was going to leave the makeshift estim that he'd made on at the crudely marked (and spelt) 'Plsurible' point on the dial... he wanted to see if this wolf could cum while unconscious.

With the amount that the shaft in front of him had been subjected to, it didn't take long for the fox to spot the telltale signs of an imminent orgasm. Unlike when the wolf had been awake though, his body wasn't really moving around, thrashing around in his bonds - instead the fox only noticed slight hitches of the wolf's hips; his pelvic muscles responding to the pleasure at their most basic level.

One thing the fox would think about later is how the wolf didn't even make a sound when his orgasm suddenly hit, the only thing he heard was a sudden intake of breath. By this point the fox had already closed his eyes, and felt the warm pulse of cum smack against his muzzle, a long trail of it being deposited, from his nose to brow, leaving the fox smelling nothing apart from the musky, manly and extraordinarily pent up scent of the wolf.

He quickly opened his maw, placing the tip of the wolf's dick on his tongue, letting the rest of the wolf's orgasm find a home in his mouth. The shaft continued to throb for a while, eventually setting down into weak, dribbling pulses.

The fox backed off slowly, reopening his eyes, before swallowing the voluminous load in his mouth.

He looked up at the wolf's face, finding the wolf was exactly as he'd been left, unconscious. The fox justified that allowing the wolf to cum like this wasn't really a violation of his... technique... afterall, did you really ever cum if you didn't remember it?

With that little curiosity satisfied, the fox got up once again - time to get back to work.

---

The first report had come in at 6:38am, detective Braxton was therefore woken from his sleep at 6:45am to an unpleasant call - having to leave his wife in bed without even a goodbye kiss and start getting ready with a sense of resignation deep in his chest.

It had happened again, a sixth victim.

As he got in his cruiser and started the drive out to the scene, he considered by how this point he was beyond anger, no, he was feeling something else entirely. It was personal, each of this lunatics's attacks had been against his species - against wolves. All of them had been much too close together for his own tastes - it was relentless.

The case was a pain on so many levels, not only in terms of his rapidly waning reputation and the media attention it garnered but in terms of his own sanity as well - he and his team didn't have any leads so far. The fucker was good at hiding his tracks, really good.

Each victim was always found in a part of the city with minimal surveillance coverage, the paw prints and DNA found on each of them didn't match to anything in their database.

It was like whoever was doing it was a ghost.

Braxton mulled over his thoughts on the case as he made good time, the early morning traffic being light, and soon found himself at the cordon. Slowing to a crawl he flashed his ID at one of the officers on the cordon, trying his best to suppress his growl upon seeing the utter pricks from the media were already there at the cordon.

Undoubtedly they'd already be filming their reports, getting ready for another day of blanket coverage on the so called 'serial edger'.

Some of them tried to shout questions at him, but he ignored them, parking next to an assorted collection of emergency vehicles a little down the street they were on.

This time, the wolf - the sixth victim, had been found duct taped to a lamppost.

Braxton simply stood there, frowning at the scene in front of him, idly accepting a cup of coffee from an assistant.

The wolf was very thoroughly taped to the lamppost, at least ten different bands of the hard to remove tape wrapping around the wolf's body and holding him securely to the post. His arms were down by his sides, held in place by the tape, while another wrapping of it held the wolf's muzzle firmly shut.

Braxton watched on as two of the forensics team carefully used clippers to cut away at the wolf's fur, it would take months to regrow in the spots they were cutting. Braxton went red in his ears and face as he saw, like all the other victims, how this wolf too was still hard - his shaft fully engorged, knot and all.

He saw as well that there were two leads leading from behind this wolf's knot, leading to some kind of pack strapped to the wolf's right leg. When he worked up the appetite to ask one of the team what it was, he listened glumly when they told him it was a battery power pack of some kind. Braxton dismissed them with a wave, hearing enough to get a picture of what the deranged 'serial edger' had used this time.

Each time the attack had been different; they'd been able to build up a good picture from the traumatised victims of what took place. Braxton certainly found irony in that at least; being that before this they mainly investigated homicides, it was very peculiar to be able to actually question the victim about what happened.

Not that it really helped, the victims were always blindfolded during the... attacks... meaning they couldn't describe where they'd been, nor explain the exact look of the fox. They only even knew it was a fox because some of the victims said the fox mentioned this in one of his rambles, or that they could smell it.

Braxton's eyes wandered to the wall behind the wolf. He could only growl deep in his chest as he read the writing sprayed there in bright red; 'Wolves r 2 horny'.

The same meaningless message as usual.

Not wanting to see any more for now, Braxton turned and started making his way to the tent that had been set up - this was it, this was more than personal now, he needed to track down this damned fox - even if it was the last thing he ever did.