Mission Failure?
Poor Yote. The trouble with dating a rival mercenary who's an expert in counter espionage (with a penchant for the more... exotic things in life) is that it's impossible to be sneaky. Or maybe he just does this on purpose. I mean, he spends an awful lot of time tied up, and nobody's THAT horrible at their job.
This was a story commission done by electricfox777 as a "1,000 words" piece to go along with the picture I had commissioned, and rather than repost the image, I'll put links below so you can go see the full version (if you haven't already)
Original, full sized pic done by FCSimba here -> http://www.furaffinity.net/view/19547354/
Original story submission by Electricfox777 here -> http://www.furaffinity.net/view/22449191/
suppose it would depend on who you ask.
I suppose it would depend on who you ask...
The full moonlight shined down in brilliant shafts to the floor from the windows near the ceiling of the large warehouse room. All was dark and silent as a shadowy figure moved across them in a quick manner.
The dark clothed male figure moved cautiously as it approached the locked roof entrance door. A pouch hit the roof next to him before a pair of lock picks were produced from it. Quickly he set to work on the knob with the infiltration tools. A pair of sharp canine ears twitched this way and that as the sounds of the city around him mingled with the clicking of the tumblers inside the lock. It took a few minutes, but finally he had the lock open and turned it carefully to open the door. "I'm in." he said in triumph as he put his picks away and stepped back to admire his work.
The subtle sting of something pricking his neck caught the male off guard as he reached back to slap what he expected to be a bug. Instead he felt something hard sticking out of his neck with his fingers. His mind wondered what it was for a second before a sharp blow landed on the back of his neck and all he knew was unconsciousness.
As his limp body hit the floor in a heap a figure landed next to him smoothly. "You should have known you couldn't sneak in here unnoticed. What are you doing here Yote?" asked the figure in a female voice exasperated as she watched his now sleeping form.
A short while later soft groaning noises came from the coyote male as slowly came to. The first sensation to greet his now conscious mind was the throbbing pain in his head. He opened his eyes and the still lightly spinning vision of the room played in front of him.
"Where even am I?" he thought as he closed his eyes again and reached up to rub his head; only to gasp when he realized that he couldn't. He felt a tug behind his back and looked back over his shoulder to find himself in a very precarious situation.
He was on his knees with his upper body on the floor, and standing behind him with her foot planted firmly on his back was a very familiar female figure. Dora yanked back on the rope in her hands that was tied around his upper body with authority. She took the slack she'd just taken out of the binding material and set to work finishing her work. What work was that? Yote knew already. He could feel it. There were more ropes binding his hands behind his back. This is why he couldn't reach up to rub his head before. More ropes went around his calves and thighs to make sure he held his kneeling position. He moved to speak before another sensation hit him, and this one came with a taste. It was the taste of the rubber ball sitting inside of his mouth keeping his jaws slightly open. The sound did not go unnoticed by the female German shepherd as she noted that he was not fully awake and aware of his predicament.
"Awake already? I knew that dart I hit you with wouldn't arrest your accelerated healing for long. Good thing I work fast. Looks like I've finished setting up just in time." she said with a slight chuckle of amusement. Yote growled at Dora in response as he sat back on his knees. "Oh really? That's not what the little article around your neck says." she quipped, interpreting his noises as defiance and indignance against her position.
There was a collar around the male's neck as well. Yote knew it was there. She had tied and gagged him. She wouldn't miss the opportunity to slip the leather article on him again. Yes again. This was not the first time he'd been put in this position by her. In truth as competitive as they were as rival assassins, they were actually on friendly terms; very friendly in fact. One could almost say they were a couple; albeit one with a specific twist. Dora was a domme. She usually held the upper hand over the coyote male and loved making him helpless at her mercy. This was no different.
Yote only closed his eyes and looked away from her now. "Don't act like you don't like it. Sometimes I swear you get caught on purpose. I mean there's a new level of stupidity to trying to break into my and my sister's storage facility thinking we wouldn't notice. That bulge in those boxers of yours would definitely indicate that you are already enjoying the thought of what I might do to you tonight." she said, calling attention to something that Yote hadn't noticed. He looked down quickly to see that he was near nude. Only his pair of white and red heart patterned boxers adorned his body besides the rope, collar, and gag. A light blush came to his face as he looked back up at the shepherd female.
"Aww don't look so embarrassed. I think they're cute." she said with an almost mocking tone. Yote struggled lightly in his bonds to test them. As he'd expected they were too tight to wriggle out of. She had made sure he wasn't going anywhere any time soon. "But enough of that. My little sub here has been naughty and crept into a place he shouldn't have. It's time to remind him of his place and why he shouldn't cross me." she said with a smile that actually shook the coyote male to the bone. It was a look she'd given him before, and the look always left a specific impression on him; one that left him unsure of whether he should feel excited, or terrified. Whichever the correct feeling was this time, he would have plenty of time to figure it out he was sure.