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"Oh no. Oh no. No no no no no! Where is it?! It HAS to be here!"

The young, black-furred wolf frantically when through each pocket of the discarded pile of clothes. Shorts, pants; even shirts and jackets he had picked up to try on in the dressing room, but they were all empty!

He checked the pockets of his own clothes for the tenth time but found nothing other than his wallet and phone, just as before.

Dan couldn't believe it. Had he dropped it somewhere, maybe? How could he drop something that important?

"I knew this was a bad idea. I knew I shouldn't have done this," the black wolf thought. As he turned around, his tail knocked some of the clothes down and he let out a silent curse. Everything was going awry! The wolf picked the clothes up, then let himself sit back on the small bench inside the cramped dressing room. He sighed.

Dan looked at himself in the mirror. His fur was completely dishevelled, so he adjusted his scruff around the neck of his t-shirt. The shirt hugged his slender frame quite well, yet was loose enough not to let the lack of muscles beneath the lupine's thick fur be so obvious. The wolf pulled the light, basic shorts he was wearing up so that the waistband of his white boxer briefs wasn't showing anymore. Those old shorts were part of the reason he had decided to go clothes shopping on a Monday morning. Yet, if only he hadn't decided to wear something else as well...

The wolf's paw went down to his crotch. Over the clothes, his paw trailed through his sheath, allowing him to feel it. Dan stood up to make sure it wasn't visible in any kind of bulge over his shorts, but they were large enough as to not let it show. He had checked that a thousand times in his house before leaving, but that was before. Now that everything was in jeopardy, he was more aware of it than ever.

Dan opened the button on his shorts, zipped down, then glanced towards the closed curtain of the dressing room to make sure it was closed before he tugged it down to look at it. The wolf felt his face growing hot just looking at his own crotch like that.

Over his plump, black sheath, it stood. A stainless steel chastity cage. It wasn't made of solid steel, but instead, the thing was like an actual cage, with soft steel bars that were more than enough to keep his black-furred sheath and what was within it contained, but also loose enough so that it was visible through the chastity device. Beneath it, the ring that went around the base of his balls kept his tender, furry orbs pulled forward taut and very visible. Dan had loved the look of it when he had bought the thing. A true chastity device, just to himself! Just like the first dozen times, the wolf had worn it, he could feel his sheath starting to stir just from looking at himself wearing it. From the sheer knowledge that even if he wanted to get hard, he couldn't. That turned him on more than he cared to admit it.

Yet, still, usually looking at himself in the mirror in his chastity device would grace him with the sight of his dark red canine member straining against the steel, maybe even some drops of precum. This time, though, Dan was just too nervous to get really aroused. He was in a crisis! The wolf pulled his shorts back up and closed them.

"I shouldn't have done this. I knew it would go wrong. I knew it in my gut," the wolf thought to himself. Why did he always have to think with his dick instead of with his brain? When he left the house that morning, the wolf had contemplated the thought. He had gotten hard just thinking of how daring and kinky it would be to go clothes shopping wearing his chastity cage. It was his first time wearing it outside, in public, and though everyone had barely bothered to throw a look at him, it had been such a thrill! Nobody knew that under his clothes, the wolf was wearing a kinky device.

Dan had trouble getting his cock soft enough to even put it on that morning. He had felt it straining the whole day as he picked clothes, barely being able to focus on which ones he wanted through the thought of changing in the dressing room with his chastity cage on. Some people would laugh at him over being so giddy, he knew. He was barely scratching the surface of what being 'kinky' meant. Yet, for the regular, usually tame wolf, it was quite the leap. It had been a wonderfully kinky experience that he had been enjoying thoroughly. He couldn't wait to go back home and jerk off to the thoughts of what he had done.

Until everything had gone wrong.

"Okay, calm down. Think. I must have dropped it somewhere. Someone might have found it..."

The wolf took a deep breath. He straightened up the clothes he had brought in to try. It was the third batch. One last time his hand scoured through every pocket or crevice the clothes had, but it was nowhere to be found. He had lost it.

The key.

Being the careful wolf he was, Dan had brought the key to the chastity device with him. What if he had to remove it for some reason? He liked having a safety net in case he thought things were going too far. Yet... it was also the only key that had come with the device. Without it, the wolf had no idea how he was going to beat the tiny, intricate lock sitting at the base of his balls. Just the thought of going to an emergency room, doctor, or anywhere really and having to tell them that he was locked in a chastity device and couldn't get out... Dan's ears fell down against his head. His face felt like he was on fire. He had to find it.

The wolf gathered the clothes, took another deep breath and looked at himself in the mirror one last time. He forced his ears to stay up and his tail to calm down. He couldn't look so distressed. The wolf finally stepped out of the dressing room. He walked down the myriad of dressing rooms, pretty much most of them open and empty at that time of the day, until he reached the entrance.

"Did you find anything you like this time?"

The polite fox that took care of the male dressing rooms gave him a charming smile. Dan forced himself to smile back and handed the clothes back to the guy. The fox was tall, for a fox, and his typically vulpine red, black and white fur colouring was visible in just the right spots, making an actual nice contrast with the store's uniform he was wearing.

"I, uhh-" Dan stammered. He handed the bundle of clothing to the fox. "I think I'll try a few more things," the wolf said. He didn't even have much of an intention of buying much. The fox just nodded, took the clothing and carefully placed them aside to be returned to the store later. Yet, this time, Dan didn't walk back to pick up a few more stuff. Instead, the wolf swallowed, and the fox noticed his hesitation.

"Is there anything else I can do to help you, sir?"

The wolf's ears flickered back. "Err. Y-yes, actually. I seem to have lost something. I'm sure I had it with me, but I just can't find it anymore and I think I might have dropped it or maybe left it in the other clothing I tried somehow?"

The fox just kept smiling like the polite professional he was. "Oh? I'm sorry to hear that, sir. What did you lose?"

"It was, uhh-" the wolf started, but hesitated. How could he describe it? "It was like, uhh, a key. A single key, but like, really small. I had it in my pocket, I'm sure of it, but it must've fallen out when I was trying the clothes..."

The fox's ears twitched. "A tiny key? And what's a tiny key for?" The fox chuckled as he asked it, as if he found it humorous. Dan's ears just fell down over his head. The wolf swallowed again and, while his brain raced to find an acceptable answer to use as an excuse, the fox suddenly came over him. The vulpine leaned in against the wolf, which had Dan taking a half step back in confusion, but the fox was still smirking.

"I know what you lost and I know what you're wearing," the fox whispered to him. The wolf's eyes went wide. He almost let out a little yelp.

The wolf's first reflexive reaction was to try and play innocent. "W-what?"

The fox opened up a grin. "I peeked in and saw it while you were changing. You should really keep your tail from brushing against the curtains."

Dan just looked at the vulpine with his jaw dropped. He could feel his face burning hot.

"What? Th-that's invasion of privacy!" the wolf complained, but keeping his voice low. There was no one in the immediate vicinity, but the last thing Dan wanted was for anyone else to hear that conversation.

"Yeah? Well, peeking at cute guys changing is the one perk that makes up for how boring this job is." The fox leaned back over the small counter he had been standing next to. "And guess what? I took your key."

Dan just stood there, aghast. He needed a few seconds to process that information before his panicking self registered it. "What?! Where is it?!"

The fox, however, was right back to grinning. "Wouldn't you like to know, wolfy. I thought about doing it as a prank, but it looks like you really need it. Is it 'cuz you're too horny over being all kinky in a clothing store? This is a family business, you know..." The fox giggled. Dan did not appreciate the vulpine's teasing in the slightest.

"It's the only one I have! Please, it's not funny! Just give it back!" The mortified wolf wanted to take the key, leave that store and never, ever come back.

"Oh, really?" The wolf didn't think the fox's grin could grow any wider, but it did. He grew more worried. The fox took the time to look around them, then even lean his head out of the dressing rooms to look around the mostly empty store outside. Then, he was right back to showing the wolf his toothy grin.

The fox gave him a sly look. "If you want it back, you'll have to do a little something for me first."

"What? What are you talki-" Dan started, but then the gears inside his head turned and his eyes widened. His ears fell down. "...Are you blackmailing me?"

"Blackmail? That's such an ugly word! It's more like a... reward for finding your key." The fox's grin never faded. Dan's eyes narrowed towards the fox and he huffed.

"Look, I don't have much money with me right n-" the wolf started, but the fox's hand darted up to clamp his muzzle shut, which startled Dan. He then shook his head.

"No no no, nothing like that," the fox said, letting go of his muzzle to lean in closer and lower his voice. "I want you to show it to me."

Dan's ears fell all the way down this time. "...Show you what?"

"Don't play dumb with me, wolfie. C'mon. I wanna see the lock the key opens. I want to see from up close..." The fox licked his lips. His eyes trailing down to his crotch was all that Dan needed to be sure of what the damned fox was talking about. Instinctively, Dan moved his hand over his crotch even nothing was really visible over his shorts.

"I'm not going to lower my pants to show you that here!" the wolf complained also keeping his voice low now. The fox let out a laugh.

"Oh, no. As much as I'd enjoy that, I don't want that kind of attention either. We're going into the dressing room, you and I." The vulpine nodded back towards the curtained cabins. Dan wasn't any happier with the idea.

The wolf's voice was pretty much a whisper, deadly afraid someone would catch on to that conversation. "You're going in with me? People will know! Isn't it your job to stay here at the entrance?!"

"Only reason I stay here is to make life a little harder for shoplifters. Nobody will notice I'm gone for a little while," the fox said, waving a hand in dismissal to the wolf's argument. "C' mon, wolfie, take it or leave it. Show me the little cage or find a way to get yourself another key. What's it gonna be?"

Dan frowned. Every possible alternative he could think of went by his head. Maybe he could order a new key from the manufacturer, but he couldn't wait for days, maybe weeks with the cage locked over his sheath! A locksmith might be able to unlock it, but he wasn't going to sit on some table and spread his legs while some guy worked on a lock next to his balls. If there were any other alternatives, the wolf couldn't think of them on the spot.

He sighed in resignation. "...Fine."

The fox beamed up at the response. "Great! Follow me!" Without any further hesitation, the red-furred vulpine looked around one more time, then took hold of the wolf's wrist to pull him towards the dressing room.

Dan stumbled behind him and followed. The wolf could hear the thumps of his heart resonating in his ears and going way too fast. He was embarrassed, mortified, nervous... everything. There was no time to dwell on his feelings, however, because soon the fox was pushing him into the dressing room at the far end of the left row and closing the curtain behind them.

The dressing room was large enough for both of them, but it still felt cramped. Dan kept his eyes everywhere but at the fox. The wolf just stood there awkwardly until the fox took the initiative to clear his throat.

"Well? Show it to me. I wanna see it."

Dan's eyes finally floated up to him. The fox's bushy tail was wagging with visible excitement, which somehow only made the whole thing more embarrassing for the wolf. His reluctant hands came up to the button of his shorts to undo it, then he pulled half of the zipper down and hesitated.

"I'd just like to say that I don't usually do this. I w-was just trying it out, but I was going to take it off as soon as I got home..." the wolf explained, keeping his voice very low.

The fox just snorted in response. "Yeah, right! C'mon. Lemme see it."

Dan's frown deepened. He took a deep breath, then zipped himself down all the way and, with one hand pulled his shirt up while with the other he tugged his boxer briefs down to expose his sheath to the fox.

"Nice!" the fox commented, a little louder than he would've liked. The vulpine's paw immediately came up to grab at the cage and sheath, feeling it up. Dan took a step back right away, which had the back of his legs bumping against the small bench at the back of the small dressing room.

"Don't touch my- ...you know!" the wolf hissed!

The fox, however, just grinned. "Well, I see better with my hands. You want the key back or not?"

The threat silenced the wolf, who just glared at the fox. The damned vulpine didn't wait for an answer before stepping forward and touching the wolf's cage and sheath with his fingers. Dan sucked in a breath and felt his ears glueing down to his head, but didn't speak in opposition. The fingers felt the cage's surface, trailing over the little 'bars' of metal, then going between them to feel the wolf's sheath as well.

"It looks so tight!" the fox commented. Dan felt his face burning even hotter than before. "Does it go beneath the balls?"

The fox's mostly rhetorical question was followed by more touching. The wolf grew stiff when the fox himself pulled his boxer briefs further down to leave the waistband beneath the wolf's sack so that he could trail his finger through the cage's ring that went beneath them. All that touching was making the wolf start feeling... heated up. He looked down at his own sheath to see hints of pink appearing and tried with all of his might to will his thoughts into something else. The fox would surely notice if he grew aroused enough to start pushing against the cage.

The more the fox touched, the more the wolf realized he was failing. Dan tried to stay positive, hoping the fox wouldn't notice how the cage grew tighter against the fur of his sheath when it swelled with his arousal, or how the pink tip of his cock pressed ever so slightly against the front of the cage.

Finally, the fox's hand retreated.

Dan was sure it was over, but then the fox spoke up again. "Take off your clothes."

The wolf's ears even shot up, not understanding the command. "What?"

"Take off your clothes. All of them. I want to see how you look naked and caged." The fox was right back to grinning.

The wolf's expression darkened. "I can't get naked here!" Dan quickly realized he had said it a little louder than he meant to. His ears immediately fell back and he waited a second to hear if there would be any consequences, but thankfully the dressing room seemed to still be empty at that moment. He lowered his voice considerably. "Someone might walk in! This wasn't part of the deal!"

"Well, do you want to see your key again?" The fox clearly didn't care, judging by his smirk. The wolf went as far as letting out a small, quiet growl. Again, the lupine's mind went through the whole process of weighing his options and then, much to his frustration, it came to the same conclusion as before.

"After this, you give me back my key!" Dan whispered, angry. He started awkwardly pulling his shirt over his head, exposing his black-furred chest and lean frame. When he put the shirt down, he saw how the fox's eyes fixated on his frame.

The wolf had to admit that it was a little flattering to have the fox's eyes look over his body with such... hunger. For the first time since his desperate ordeal began Dan noticed that the fox was, in fact, quite cute. He quickly shook these thoughts out of his head, though. The bastard was blackmailing the hell out of him to take advantage of the situation!

Yet, the fox just stood there and went as far as licking his lips when the wolf's fingers hooked on the waistband of his shorts and pulled them down with his boxers going with them. There was another nervous glance at the curtain of the small dressing room as if the wolf expected someone to open it right all of a sudden and see what he was doing. Completely naked. In a dressing room. With a chastity cage between his legs. Dan's face burned in embarrassment just thinking about the picture as a whole.

The wolf made the mistake of glancing to the side to see himself in the mirror. Bare naked as he was, his black fur made the stainless steel cage around his sheath even more protuberant. Despite all of that, the wolf still found the pink tip of his cock pushing against the cage. There was something inexplicably hot about the whole thing. Being outside, with a cage, naked, under someone's mercy. It was the kind of fantasy Dan watched in porn or read online, but never in a million years thought he'd have the courage to do it himself. Now, against his will, he was living it and even though he'd do anything to stop it, but the effect it had on his cock was still undeniable.

His paw came down to cover his sheathed cage and shame. It was only then that the fox acted again, pulling his hand away.

"What's wrong, wolfie? Feeling embarrassed?"

Dan didn't think things could get any worse, but the fox's mocking tone and light chuckling made him blush even harder.

"Beautiful. Now sit down," the fox ordered. Before Dan could ask why the vulpine pushed his chest hard enough for him to stumble back and fall sitting on the small bench at the corner of the dressing room. The wolf only had time to frown up at the fox, then he saw that the vulpine was, in fact, unbuttoning his shirt.

"W-what are you doing?!"

The fox, once again, grinned. "I'm helping you feel less embarrassed by getting naked as well. That way you won't be the only one without any clothes."

The fox quickly got rid of his shirt and threw it on the ground, then moved on to his pants.

Dan's eyes were as wide as they could get. "That... that's not gonna help! If someone finds us here they'll... I'll... You'll lose your job, even!"

The fox's grin didn't even waver, but he did stop undressing right when he had just finished opening his belt. "Well, then we better make sure we don't get caught. If I lose my job I'm gonna throw your key down the first sink pipe I can find."

"Wha-" Dan started but stopped. Despite the fox's amused expression, he could feel that the threat was real. It wasn't fair, though! He didn't even want to be taking such risks in the first place. A growl started forming on the wolf's throat, but as the fox removed his belt and pulled his pants down, it was overshadowed by a gasp instead.

The fox wasn't muscular at all. Instead, his frame was mostly lean like his own, but there was a certain fitness to it that he definitely appreciated. The vulpine's fur wasn't as thick as his own, which left his form bare for the wolf's eyes to bask on. His orange fur gave way to a white that came from under his muzzle and trailed down through his chest, stomach and ultimately, to circle his sheath and balls that were now bare and visible. What really caught Dan's eye, however, was how the fox's cock sprung, hard as a rock.

It was... beautiful. With a light tone of red, the tapered canine member made the perfect contrast with the white fur surrounding it, as if it was a frame around a picture. The fox's sheath was already pulled back by a swelling knot at the base, where the cock lost some of its red hue to take on a whitening tone. Being a canine himself, Dan could tell that the knot still had a good lot of swelling to do, which was impressive on its own.

The fox's hand reached down to give that beautiful cock just one little stroke and the sight had Dan almost whimpering. The wolf could idly feel the discomfort of how his cock strained hard against its prison, aching to get as hard as the fox before him already was.

"You know, I kinda wanted to still ask if you were gay, but I see I really don't have to." The fox's comment snapped the wolf out of the mesmerizing sight and he realized he had been staring at the fox's dick. That sudden rush of heat returned to his face in full strength and he shook his head.

"No! I- I mean, yes, but I wasn't-"

"Shhh..." the fox shushed, then the vulpine's voice went down to a light whisper as well. "I think I hear someone coming."

The fox's large ears twitched and Dan's own went up as well. He looked at the curtain and, sure enough, he could hear some shuffling coming from the entrance. It was followed by steps that came closer. Closer, closer, closer... And then the sound of the curtain of another dressing booth opening and closing.

The wolf was afraid that the loud beating of his rushing heart would be enough for the person to notice they were there. He heard the sound of hangers being shuffled about, then it went relatively quiet, but Dan knew the person was still there. He needed to put his clothes back on. Get out of there before they noticed him. If he was at least dressed, he could play it off, maybe. The wolf made a dozen escape plans in his head, but then the fox knelt down right between his legs. The vulpine's hand coming up to his cage made the wolf look down at him with a heavy mix of surprise and confusion.

"I want to play with it," the fox said in another very quiet whisper, yet the wolf was still terrified that whoever else was in the room might hear it! His cock had actually softened back to his sheath over the danger of being caught, but with the fox's hand caressing his sheath and cage, arousal was slowly returning to the unwilling wolf.

"What? We have to get out of h-" the wolf started, but the fox quickly shushed him. The vulpine nodded towards the curtain and, just on cue, Dan's sensitive ears caught hint of more movement. More steps came and someone else came in the dressing room, taking another booth. The wolf started panicking. Now there were two people that could catch them!

The fox, however, just bought a finger to his muzzle to signal him to be silent. The panicking wolf stared down at the vulpine, then it was with shock that he saw the fox leaning in towards his sheath.

When Dan felt the first touch of tongue against his caged cock, he couldn't help but let out a tiny, high-pitched whine of pure surprise.

The wolf himself brought his paw up to his muzzle to clamp it shut, eyes darting towards the curtain as if expecting whoever had heard his whine to come rushing in there, but of course, that didn't happen. Instead, his focus went right back to the fox when that tongue trailed over his steel cage again. Though the wolf couldn't feel most of it, the warmth going past the grates of metal was enough to throw his arousal up to the skies again.

Still, the shocked wolf looked down at the fox with his ears pinned down and shook his head. The fox did catch his sign, but just smirked, leaned forward, and licked him again. The urge to moan came to the wolf, but he managed to suppress it, for the sounds of fumbling and movement around them from the people inside the other dressing booths was still clear.

The damned fox seemed to be enjoying the whole thing. Dan was a pile of nerves, his worried mind certain that someone was going to walk in on them and see them naked there and him with a chastity cage around his cock. Yet, at the same time, the rushing adrenaline, the thrill and danger of being caught...

When the fox licked his caged cock one more time, it was harder to suppress his moaning. The wolf did let out a very silent little groan. His member was right back to straining against the chastity cage, trying so much to get hard enough to match the level of deep dangerous arousal the wolf was feeling. The vulpine, of course, took full advantage of that. With more of the wolf's pink cock straining against the cage's openings, his dextrous tongue pressed against them so that it could lick his cock, again and again, through the small metal bars.

"Hnnngff..." the wolf huffed in sheer pleasure. He wanted to speak against what the fox was doing, but at the same time, he didn't. He couldn't. Wasn't that the reason he had come there with his chastity cage? To have a little daring sexual adventure? Only it was a thousand times more daring than the wolf had ever thought...

Dan saw the fox reaching down to his own cock to start stroking it. The sight of the other canine's length at full mast in its glorious red colouring made the wolf a little jealous. With both of his hands over the sides of the small corner bench he was sitting on, Dan found his claws pressing against the metal as he held his breath. The tongue continued to tease his trapped cock, over and over again, while the fox started to slowly jerk himself off. He closed his eyes, focusing on his tongue-work, and all Dan could do was stare down at it with his ears pinned down against his head and worried expression.

Around them, there was more sound. A curtain opening, steps, another curtain closing... Dan was still terrified, but the pleasure around his caged cock and the effort not to make any sounds were keeping him from concentrating to properly keep track of who was leaving and who was entering. Soon, the wolf no longer had any idea about how many people were trying out clothes near them, which only made everything so much worse.

Yet, at the same time...

Why was he getting off so hard on this? He looked down at the fox, eyes still closed and pressing his tongue on so that it got through the cage to reach the trapped cock inside. The tongue paired with the thrill had him drooling precum from the tip of his crammed in length, which in turn the fox seemed all too happy to lap up.

The wolf found himself tense. His toes curled from the frustrating pleasure. He looked down at the fox and considered trying to talk to him, begging him to get the key so that he could open the cage... But he knew that wouldn't work. Chastity was something that was fun and hot for Dan, but he had never wanted out of his cage as badly as he did at that moment. When the fox directed his tongue down to his balls, the wolf had to hold his breath quickly to suppress a new moan...

And all the while he did that, the fox continued to stroke himself. More and more often Dan stole peeks down at the fox's cock, rock hard, drooling precum on the floor and with his knot growing at the base. What he wouldn't give to feel his knot growing like that! To feel a squeeze on the base of it, just like the fox had just given himself...

Dan's could feel the toes of his footpaws curling involuntarily and his legs trembling. The fox's hand came up to play with his cage while the tongue still worked on slurping up the wolf's furry balls. Dan felt his cock straining against the cage so hard it was starting to hurt. His cock pulsed with pleasure, trapped inside. He should have gotten a bigger a cage... His precum was sticking up the fox's teasing fingers, drooling endlessly.

A few times through the ordeal, the wolf was sure he was about to cum. Even through the metal, even without getting hard, the pleasure was so high that he felt his body growing soft, his muscles tensing up, his cock throb... If he was out of the cage, he was sure he would've cummed. Yet, with his cock crammed in there as it was, it didn't matter how incredibly hot and thrilling the situation was, it wasn't easy.

What blocked the wolf most often was his fear. Whenever his pleasure started getting high enough, some sound coming from around them would make his heart jump and his ears perk up. New thoughts about how insane all of that was and new considerations of stopping the fox would come to his mind, distracting him from his endlessly frustrating pleasure, and yet all it took was another lick at the right spot and the wolf was right back to holding back from moaning.

"Quit squirming," the fox finally whispered from below. Dan looked down to see the vulpine smirking up at him, then licking his lips from the remnants of precum he had lingering there. The wolf considered answering, but at that very moment a curtain opened somewhere and, as always, Dan just froze up. The fox wasn't afflicted with the same fear he was, though.

His smirk grew. He brought his finger to his muzzle again to signal silence, then finally stood up. Dan got to see the fox's cock with his knot fully formed and glistening wet, lubed up by what was obviously his own precum that still adorned its tapered tip. Then, the fox pulled the wolf's legs so that they were close together and sat on his lap.

The fox leaned in to whisper. "Your dick looks so cute all caged up, wolfie..." All Dan could do was swallow hard, blush and whimper. The wolf still looked around, afraid someone would hear something as incriminating as that even if the whisper was quiet.

"Enjoy the show..." the fox said again, a little louder. Sitting chest to chest on Dan's lap, the wolf got to look down and see first-hand how the fox took hold of his own cock with a paw and his cage with the other. The vulpine started stroking both of them. His hard cock got big, nice strokes from the tip all the way to the engorged knot, while his caged sheath got a few teasing fingers rubbing at his desperate straining cockhead through the cage.

The wolf had to close his own eyes. The pleasure, the thrill, it was too much! Being stimulated so much through a chastity cage was quite the unique feeling. He felt an incredible mix of pleasure and frustration as he drowned in his own arousal, yet his cock failed to deliver in the natural reactions it was supposed to be having. The cage allowed him to tether on the edges of an orgasm, yet impeded him from reaching that much-desired point through physical constraint alone. The wolf's sheath was swollen as his own knot tried to grow and failed as much as his cock did, resulting in a tight and unsatisfactory feeling that the word 'frustration' didn't even live up to.

The fox had no such problems. It was the low groan that made Dan open his eyes again. The smell of fox musk started growing in-between them, making the wolf fearful someone would smell them rather than hear, and when he looked down he saw why. The fox's hand was stroking his cock much faster than it was teasing the wolf's cage. The way the fox's cock throbbed, the way his hand sped up, then went down to focus on the knot...

"What're you-?!" Dan was just about to ask, then the fox pressed himself forward to bury his muzzle on the thicker fur of his neck and moan.

"Hnnnnnghhh..."

The fox scooted forward just in time. He pointed his cock down and didn't even stop teasing Dan's caged member when the first jet of thick fox cum came right over Dan's trapped length. A spurt of it came forth and the wolf felt the warmth of the thick seed coating his cage, oozing over and into it. Then the fox's member continued to spasm to drool out another jet of cum right over the wolf's own crotch and member, then another and another, while the fox's muffled moan against his neck continued, riding the pleasure of his climax.

The fox's fingers teasing his cock grew sticky with the vulpine's own cum, but though the sight shocked and surprised the wolf, in his lustful state it was fuel to his own arousal. He could feel the fox's sticky cum running through his cock, into his sheath and down his balls to stain the bench. The wolf was still a panting mess, a pool of lust himself. He could feel himself so close to cumming! If only he could get off that stupid cage, he knew he could cum in a matter of seconds!

Yet... the fox's fingers teasing his cockhead started slowing down, then they stopped completely. The fox pulled away from his neck out of breath himself but still smirking, then wiped his cummy paw on the black wolf's exposed thigh.

"That was fun," the fox said, still keeping his voice low. The vulpine leaned forward to give the wolf's muzzle a single lick on the side, which made Dan blush, but his brain was thinking about one thing and one thing alone.

Therefore, when the fox pulled back to stand up, the wolf didn't pay him much mind but instead brought his own paw down to his caged cock to start rubbing his cock through the cage and doing his best to stroke himself to achieve the orgasm he felt so frustratingly close to. His own paw got sticky with fox cum, but he didn't care. He just wanted to cum too.

Dan tried and tried. The fox watched and he knew the damn vulpine was smirking, but no matter how much the wolf stroked through the cage, he could only touch a little bit of his tapered, straining cockhead. He couldn't reach his sheath or his knot properly. He couldn't cum! From the corner of his eye, he saw the fox smirking as he watched, picked up his clothes and got dressed. The fox tucked his still hard but spent cock into his underwear.

"Please!" the wolf whined. His voice was still very low, but he found that he no longer cared as much about who else was nearby. He was too desperate and there were hardly any sounds at all that he had paid attention to in the last good while. "I need the key now, please?!"

The wolf stared up at the fox with pleading, desperate eyes. His hands never stopped working on his cock. He was so close! Dan had done everything the fox wanted and more. He needed the key more than ever.

The fox just kept smirking, then that smirk turned into a grin.

"I'm sorry wolfie, but if I give you the key right now you're gonna cum, regret this and I'll never see you again. I just can't have that..." The fox licked his lips even as Dan's eyes went wide.

"What? But you promised that if I-"

Dan had to stop talking because the fox's arm came up to suddenly throw the curtain of their dressing room open. The wolf, still naked and with pearly white cum spread all over his crotch and cage, let out a tiny yelp and covered himself with both paws right away. "What're you-?!"

"SECURITY!" the fox yelled. Dan's ears shot back and his tail came down to tuck itself between his legs. He caught a last sly smirk from the fox towards him before the vulpine's expression took a sudden change. An almost theatrical shift to an expression of shock and horror. He stepped out of the open dressing room. "SECURITY!"

"What're you doing?!" The wolf got down to his knees and scrambled to grab his discarded clothes from the ground. He took his bundled up boxers and pants and pressed them hard against his crotch, soaking them in cum but at least covering himself right before the sound of quick stomping approached.

Much to the wolf's terror, there were soon a large wolf and tiger, both wearing security uniforms with the clothing store's brand, coming up to the fox's side and looking down at him. Dan felt a lump of pure embarrassment inside his throat. His trembling arm thought about unravelling his pants so that he could put them back on, but he didn't want to take them away from his crotch and let them see his chastity cage.

"What's going on?!" the tiger asked. The fox pointed at him.

"I found this pervert jerking off inside the dressing room!" The fox actually looked away from him, as if he was horrified himself. Dan got to see the wolf and tiger's eyes looking at him with disgust.

"Wh- Th- th... th-th- that's not- tr-true!" The wolf tried to say. He wanted to argue, to point out the damn bulge of the fox's knot in his pants! Yet everyone was too busy staring at him to notice it.

"Fucking perverts," the wolf grumbled. The much larger, grey-furred lupine came at Dan to grab his arm and force him to stand up.

"W-wait! My shirt! I'm not a pervert!!" Dan tried to say. He pointed out at his shirt still lying on the floor, which the tiger grabbed before taking hold of his other arm. To make matters worse, the wolf pulled his arm to the side as well in order to hold it, which forced Dan to expose his naked crotch to all three of them.

"Holy crap!" the tiger said. The wolf, however, stifled a chuckle. They both stared down at the black wolf's chastity cage enveloping his sheath. Not only that but also at how clear the sticky cum all around his sheath, balls and thighs was against his darker colouring.

"Fucking pervert! We should hand you out to the police! Throw you in jail for public indecency!" the tiger growled straight at him. Dan let out a whimper of pure fear.

"It's okay, guys!" the fox said. "Please, just take him out of the store! I gotta clean this up."

Both security guards glanced at the fox and grumbled an agreement. Dan soon found himself getting dragged out of the dressing rooms by both of his arms. ...Still naked.

"Wait! Here's the creeper's phone and wallet!" the fox still said, running out to hand it out to the guards.

"Wait! WAIT!" The wolf pleaded, but the guards didn't listen. They dragged him out and took him through the whole store still butt-naked and squirming to cover himself. It was only when they arrived at the large door of the clothing store that they promptly threw him outside so hard that the wolf stumbled forward and fell down with his bare ass in the open street. The tiger threw his shirt at him, then his phone and wallet right over it.

"Don't ever let us catch you inside this store again, perv!" The wolf warned, loud enough for all the people nearby to hear. Dan whimpered again but scrambled to quickly pull cover himself, then stick his legs into his shorts still on the ground and pull them up to cover himself. He grabbed his shirt and stuff and stood up, looking mortified.

The wolf had never felt so embarrassed in his life. With his tail between his legs, Dan threw his shirt over his head and kept his head down as he pretty much ran out of there to get away from all the stares. The wolf had run four blocks down the streets in a random direction when he finally felt like he had gone far enough for people to stop staring at him. The lupine managed to untuck his tail, but his ears still wouldn't stay upright.

Then, his phone buzzed in his pocket. Still in a daze after the extremely humiliating endeavour, Dan mindlessly swiped to open the text from an unknown number. His eyes went wide when he read it and his tail went straight back down between his legs.

"You look adorable when you're flustered. My shift ends at 5. Meet me at the ice cream store down the road if you want to see your key again. See you there, wolfie!"