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"And how will you get out?" Drevari asked, the dark brown bat brushed her long fingered hand under the base of Zheil's chin. The azure wolf raised her head to enjoy the touch, purring happily before she answered.

"I howl our tune or I knock the ball off the corner table if I can't do that." Glancing over to look at the precariously balanced toy. The bat nodded and it was time to get Zheil prepared, the table beside her was littered with objects and the first one that the bat lifted was a locking chastity belt. Smooth and shaped perfectly for the wolfess, it would both protect her and deny her from certain temptations.

Zheil gasped as the chill metal was pushed to her waist, she had to resist the urges to fidget and squirm, knowing that what she was about to go through would make her desperate to have the belt off. Drevari didn't help her in that regards either, as soon as the first part clicked shut around Zheil's waist, the bat's hand fell over one of Zheil's hand-paws and pressed it so the wolf was palming her own breast.

Immediately she was wagging, needing effort to stifle any sounds of her own and taking the silent instruction to keep brushing at her chest. The cool metal shield slid between her legs and then shut with another click, then finally the far heavier sound of the lock being set echoed through the air, rendering Zheil's groin completely inaccessible. The wolf lowered back onto her knees as Drevari sat in front of her again. Zheil started pawing at the belt and trying to dig her fingers under it to show how secure it sat, the metal pinching her thick fur coat around it. The bat nodded with another smile.

The next item was a loose band of latex, a compressing tube-top that was stretched over Zheil's chest, the sensitivity of her breasts had been raised by the rubbing which in turn ensured that she felt the squeeze of the tight material as it was tucked into position, streamlining her figure by tightly compacting her assets. "Legs first." The bat said as she stood to collect the next item. Zheil lowered herself onto her back, folding her knees and raising her hips to give better access as Drevari brought forward the heavy-duty bitchsuit that she'd been waiting for.

Like so many other things Drevari brought out, it had been custom-made for Zheil specifically, with heavy-duty caps on the sleeves of the suit and soft padding within, it was meant for long term comfort, and just how long term it could be tolerated was what they were here to test. The fresh rubber squeaked as the bat stretched one of the stumpy legs over Zheil's own folded leg, sliding it down and following every curve of her calves and thighs, finally covering the paw and smoothing to her rump. The next leg was swallowed just as gradually, the suit lined with a lubricant to ease the passage. When she was covered from toe to hip Drevari quietly tapped the wolf's side, slipping an arm underneath and pulling her up at a right angle to kneel.

The domme held the sleeve out wide, beckoning Zheil's elbow into it and then sliding up to coat her fingers, pressing tightly to her shoulder when it was in place, before seeing to the other arm, Drevari pulled the hoop of the neck-band out and over Zheil's head, sliding until it sat just below her chin, and then she slid the left sleeve into position. The belly of the suit was smoothed and padded to further obscure and mask her body, squeezing her chest further but also hiding the presence of the belt. The bat stroked her thick, plush tail, running the long fur between her hands as she found the tip and slid it into a narrow rubber sleeve, compressing it down to be more whip-like. "And how is it? All in place?" The silken voiced domme asked, pressing Zheil until she was on elbows and knees, then running her fingers through the still visible parts of her fur.

"Yes, Ma'am, it's definitely just as tight as the first day we tried it, too." Zheil replied, she shut her eyes, shifting her arms and legs around, the suit was already like a second skin, there were no creases only the smooth wonderfully squeezing tightness. She tried not to move too much just yet, as with the back still unsealed the suit could still fall loose, but she wouldn't have to wait long, with her confirmation Drevari slid something just above Zheil's tail. The suit had an unconventional zip, requiring something akin to what Drevari was using to close or open it, and leaving no toggle or tag once done. She was careful not to trap any of Zheil's deep blue fur in the line, but even so the sub was gasping at the sensual embrace as the closing entrance tightened the shell until it was fully sealed. "Now, try to get out." Drevari instructed as she returned to the table, keeping her good eye fixed on the wolf. She did so enjoy watching subs struggle and squirm, something that Zheil herself loved to do.

Her limbs flailed and stretched, just flexible enough at the joints for her to really try and writhe, but of course, even if she had her full flexibility, with her arms folded she'd not be able to so much as reach her back, helpless already. Drevari watched Zheil climb onto her back, wriggling and shaking. Following each motion as the wolf tried to hook it anywhere when her limbs failed, even stretching her head to try and crane over her shoulder. Drevari let loose a throaty purr at the desperate attempts enjoying the show for a few moments before she moved onward. Lifting several items onto a tray and placing it down on the floor, her slender fingers pressed on Zheil'd midriff, stilling her as they kneaded the rubber, lending just a sensual force along her front, she tapped the floor to Zheil's left, and like the pliant and obedient girl she was, she rolled to lay on her front. Drevari slid forward, pressing down on the bitch-suited wolf with her whole body, making sure she felt the weight through the rubber. "Enjoy it while it lasts, dear wolfess." Referring to the touch, as this was only the first layer.

Her hand trailed to the tray, lifting up a hood made of the same rubbery material as the suit she bore with enough detailed accents to show it as another piece custom made just for the wolf, she let it sit limply in her view, instead lifting up a pair of ear plugs and slotting them straight in. The tickling slide was still something Zheil had to get used to, and Drevari felt her flinch underneath, but then the happy wiggle as the plugs started to block her hearing, the wolf already getting deep into a submissive mindset and every further restriction only added to it.

The plugs in place, she dragged the hood forward, a hole for the eyes and her snout, but little else. The latex hugged her skull, designed to press softly, yet still strong enough that the thick fluff of her cheeks and neck seemed to vanish and even her ears were fitted into shaped pockets that pressed the ear-plugs in and kept them there. Next Drevari took out a matching muzzle, pushing it to cover the exposed fur lips. It was mostly rubber, too but it had an inch wide band of leather that sat behind Zheil's nose, and two wider bands below that limited how wide her jaw could stretch. A sturdier, shaped mass of silicone and rubber slid between the wolf's teeth, stretching her jaw around it until the muzzle bands were pressed to their limits, the intent of the gag to rest comfortably yet controlling behind her lips, only her tongue maintained full freedom of movement but she could still work her jaws just enough, if she didn't mind fighting the springy tension of the lining. It was more comfortable than a ring-gag but just as exposing, even covering the wolf's teeth with dulled points for other's protection.

The muzzle itself was locked by a triple-strap, two lengths under Zheil's cheeks and one running over the center of her head, between her ears. With how tight it was drawn, it locked the hood on and like that, the only visible part of the wolf was a light patch of blue fur around her eyes, the dark-brown pad of her nose, and a glimpse at her tongue and mouth, and Zheil loved it. The wolf was already euphoric, the pressure of the suit, the inability to talk or hear and the sensual rubbing of the body behind her made her more than ready. The plugs were more complex than they appeared at a first glance, at present they muted all sound, but tiny speakers were embedded within that would let the bat grant her hearing at the push of a button, not only this, but the special set were designed for the play that Drevari had proposed, they would filter and garble any words that weren't on a pre-set list, ensuring Zheil could only hear comments that a pup should be able to respond to.

The heavy press of the other female on her back lifted, the dominatrix walking a short distance. The soft hiss told Zheil that her hearing had been restored as Drevari beckoned her by voice. "Come here, girl." She commanded, and Zheil's tail wagged, creaking the rubber coating softly as she worked her way onto the stubby stand she could manage. As she rounded the table that bore all Drevari's tools, the outer layer came into sight. A white-furred canine suit, made of high quality fake fur that stood out prominently around the shoulders and back, with a smoother blend of plush cloth for most of the body, more durable and though not readily apparent to the eye, easier to clean and stain resistant.

It used the same technology as the suit Zheil wore with regards to the zipper, so discreet that the wolfess saw no way to get into it until Drevari pulled it open and held it out. Drevari mumbled some soft words, all of which were muted by the plugs, and Zheil paused, tilting her head adorably, already in pup mode with how dressed she was. Drevari smiled at the sight, pursing her lips to whistle softly and pat the open suit, that was enough of a hint, and Zheil hurried over following Drevari's directions and clambering in swiftly to the thick fabric. Something solid jostled against Zheil's crotch as the suit was slid up her arms and legs, the bat taking care to tuck it into place without any explanation, and then once again the long draw of that closing tool locked the suit on. The tail-sack of the outer suit was stuffed softly and covered in soft hair to return it to a nice rounded shape, near enough to the original, and Zheil's tail bone made it sway quite convincingly. She was already panting happily, breathing fast and shallow through the gag.

The new suit had slight extenders on her knees and elbows, still obviously false to anyone who looked, though the tips bore a cute paw shape all that was left was the mask. It bore a fixed happy expression, and as Zheil craned her neck forward to accept it, it tinted her vision just a little, staring out of lenses along a faux snout that matched the angle of her mouth.

When it was in place, Drevari tucked it into the thick fur ruff finding another advanced zipper that held it on firmly when closed. All that remained was the collar and for that Drevari brought forward a classic, if over-sized, dog collar of thick leather, pressing down to cover the seam and zipper both, this was locked by a padlock at the nape of Zheil's neck, and with that her outfit was complete.

"Sit." Drevari said, and Zheil settled back on her rump immediately, holding herself with her arms as she looked up, wagging. "Speak." The dog-costumed wolf let out a slightly thick bark. The bat smiled, stroking behind the suit's ear. "---- - good girl." She said, at once Zheil felt elated and was on all fours, her hind quarter wiggling.

"---- --- -- go --- - walk?" The bat asked, and Zheil let out another soft bark of joy at the prospect, a hand flowed out of Drevari's sleeve, carrying a leash that was clipped onto a ring on the collar next to a tag that marked her as a pet. She pulled on it, guiding the wolf out of the room. The bat was generous enough to keep a slow pace, letting Zheil shuffle after her as she was lead to the door and then outside.

The wolf felt a surge of excitement and embarrassment, both caused by the possibility of being seen like this, but she was more than happy to keep following as Drevari walked to a car and opened the back. It had been fitted with a metal mesh standing between it and the seats, and already there was a pet bed there, which she helped Zheil climb into. The earphones in Zheil's ears clicked once again, and instead of silence she was treated to a recording, one that told her what a good, obedient dog she was. How lucky her Mistress was to have her. She didn't even notice the car moving, losing herself in the words as she curled up on the bed, headed to their next destination.

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Drevari had set up an identical ball on a stand near where she sat in the club, still giving Zheil the alternate means to signal desire to get out. They'd been for a long stroll through a private park to give Zheil the promised walk, and even though the people who frequented it were used to kinky sights, she still caught many eyes and the occasional praising comment.

After the walk, they'd gone together to one of Drevari's frequent kink club haunts, she'd sighted one of her old friends there, and the two sat down to chat, Drevari taking the lead off Zheil's collar and having her sit beside her. Still recovering from the exertion of the stroll, Zheil was more than happy to curl up at the dominant's feet, getting the occasional kneading foot rubbed against her body, she rested for a while until a heavy leg came down and stood, a feline of some kind, tall and well kept, she recognised him as one of the dominant males of the club.

Naturally, with her hearing restricted, she couldn't make out a word of the discussion he had with Drevari, hearing only the word 'play' uttered a few times, her tail wagging with each use of it. Whatever he was proposing Drevari accepted, as she handed him the long leash, and said "...go, Zheil. -- good."

She clambered up onto her suit legs and let out a happy bark, walking to press against the bared and powerful looking calf of the large cat, but they weren't going far. The leash acted simply a symbolic item, as he didn't clip it on, instead he lead zheil up to a large raised stage, and took a few minutes to strip off, making a show of it, and taunting the other subs who watched him go.

When he was completely divested of all clothing, he slid down to her height calling her over with a whistle. His length was already semi-hard, and he gripped the back of Zheil's masked head in one hand, tugging firmly and insistently toward himself. She knew what was coming and poked her tongue out in preparation, licking at the presented rod. From the way he kept back, relaxed, simply holding her there, the wolf assumed it was simply for warming up, testing out the thick rubber in her mouth as she gingerly tried to work her jaw around the barbed length, already poking loose from his sheathe.

The guttural growl of arousal he produced told her it was having a good effect, and he made the effort to call her a good girl, triggering that conditioned flood of joy in Zheil and making her work all the quicker at bringing him out. He was fully engorged and just loving the feeling, his fingers stroking through the thick fake coat that the wolf wore, tangling his fingers in it before he pulled back and raised his hand with a simple, "Stop.".

Zheil halted, taking effort to not automatically follow him. Looking up and wiggling with glee when she saw the pleased look on his face, she turned her head to find the bat, seeking more approval. Drevari met her eyes but just pointed to the cat, silently telling her to remain focused on him. He'd got up meanwhile and moved over behind her, his hands pressing down on her hips so strong that she felt the squeeze through the suit and rubber. She let a confused arf out, questioning as, after all, with the belt in place and the suit reshaping her rump she couldn't imagine there being much for him to use.

That's when the solid object she'd felt earlier was touched, the mystery item that had been in the furrier suit. She'd forgotten it was even there and still didn't know that it was a discreet pocket, filled with a tight fleshlight. Having prepared himself and with his target being synthetic, the feline was not gentle, pressing his hips in till they slid home. Zheil quivered at the feeling, piecing it all together at last. The buck of the toy, sewn into the suit's lining ground against the outside of her belt, reminding her with each thrust just what she was being denied. The very fact of said denial, with her helplessness to do anything about it drove her wild with her own horny excitement. Pressure built up on her back as the feline started to lean against her more and more, his hands slipping from her waist up to her sides, then gripping her shoulders as he pushed her down to the floor.

Excited from being used in such a devious way, Zheil was panting and wiggling happily. The canine was getting close as one of his arms wrapped around her neck, he knew enough about her that when his hand reached her muzzle, he squeezed her jaw shut with his thumb and put the pads of his fingers over her nostrils, blocking her air for the moment. She was blushing severely under all the suit, eyes rolling up in joy and trying to raise her tail to give him the best angle, she thought she was starting to feel something herself from all the fun and devious delights being thrust upon her, the literal thrust finally bottoming out as the feline squeezed her to him, climaxing into the toy hole. "Such a good girl. Very, very good." He whispered to her as stayed inside, letting himself empty and falling to the side with her, still embedded. His hands went to her belly, letting her breath and rubbing the fur warmly as reward, she was squirming, her loins desperate for attention and that arousal was in no small part thanks to being so inaccessible yet having her body still usable.

Drevari didn't even need to turn off the speakers and ask if she was enjoying the treatment, Zheil was positively bouncing, her tail thrashing in the air as she was brought back. The dom gave a word of thanks, but Drevari caught his arm, standing and whispering to his ear with another suggestion, he grinned and nodded, heading off to the far end. Drevari took Zheil in another direction, filling a bowl with water and placing it for the wolf to drink from. Rubbing and stroking her, giving her praise and affection to help cool her passions.

When her pup was calm, Drevari lead her through the club, past several onlookers and stopping near the corner. The feline dom was there too and had modified one of the restraining benches. The pair of them lifted Zheil into place, belly up on a frame as a cuff was drawn half way up the stumpy arms and legs, then chained to the frame. "--- --- -- -- quiet, -- pet." The bat said, purring as she reached into the mask and tighten it so the wolf couldn't part her jaws, then a blindfold was brought out and looped over Zheil's mask, covering and blocking all light out. The toy inside the suit was removed for cleaning and another tray pushed alongside.

Zheil bound to a display, her waist fully accessible and thanks to Drevari's reputation, when the bat announced the fact, there was a fair number of people who came up to use the wolf. Throughout it she never got more stimulation to her nethers than the soft bumping against the smooth metal, turning her into a horny and desperate mess that purred in her tight restraint, even her tail eventually tied down by the bat just to move her restriction one notch further.

When hours had passed and the crowd starting to dissipate or pair off for other entertainments, Drevari finally returned to the wolfess, helping her down from the frame. She left the blindfold on, rightly knowing that the uncertain darkness served only to further please the wolf.

She was lead home, the muzzle loosened up and the blindfold adjusted, though the latter was temporary, only so she could see the food and water bowls that she was given. Drevari wiped the resultant mess off the suit's mask with a gentle and caring touch, finally strapping the blinder on tight as she lead Zheil to a pet bed.

The wolf had been well exercised and was able to drift off quickly, despite all the pent up teasing that still thrummed in her head. Drevari waited until she was asleep to turn the recorded loop back on, quietly, filling the pups dreams with praise and further conditioning. She was happy to keep watch over her pup until she wanted or needed to get loose, and with how well she enjoyed the treatment, that was going to be a while.