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This story was written for Shakal as part of my patreon request days for October. It contains M/M sex between consenting adults and bondage/roleplay related kinkiness. ^^

The Prisoner

As Kevin slipped into the cell, brushing one hand over the cold stone walls of the dark dungeon's interior as he did so, his lip curled back in a snarl at the sight that awaited him. A skinny mouse, arms strung up over his head, wide apart and held so tightly by the chains that he seemed to have to stand on the tips of his pink toes just to stay upright. He was trembling visibly as he saw the much larger wolf enter, eyes darting immediately down to Kevin's bare body, and to his swollen, erect cock.

"Tell me what you know."

The door slammed behind Kevin as soon as he uttered those words, making the mouse's own bare form squeak and jump. The wolf lifted a threatening hand, and though still too far away from the mouse to possibly reach him with it, he saw the other male flinch and hear a shrill squeak of nervousness slip through his lips. Another squeak, though a different kind of nervous, escaped the small, skinny, utterly helpless male as the wolf spat into his own palm, only to reach down and begin using that saliva to lubricate his cock. He took another step forward, and growled the same exact words a second time, slower and more purposefully this time round.

"Tell. Me. What. You. Know."

He saw the mouse's adam's apple twitch through the light grey fur upon his throat, and bared his teeth as the prisoner shook his head with fearful determination, eyes still locked upon the wolf's erection.

"I... I d-don't know anything. Please. I'm not meant to be here. I... I'm n-not... oh god, what are you going to do to me?"

The wolf's eyes flashed, and as he tossed his head back with a gruff laugh, long hair flowing back over his shoulders, he squeezed and stroked his cock a few more times before releasing it entirely, leaving it straining and throbbing exposed and shimmering with his spittle before the helpless rodent's gaze. He stepped closer to the prisoner. Closer. Closer. So close that before long his cock was brushing up against the mouse's flaccid, tiny cock and balls, making the other man whimper and squeak in humiliation. Only then did he answer that question, staring down with bared teeth and a devilish grin into the mouse's wide eyes.

"Exactly what you think. But only if you make me. So... one last time, traitor. Tell me what you know."

Swallowing, eyes wide and head slowly shaking as he whimpered and shuddered at the feeling of the wolf's cock still grinding against his balls, the mouse said nothing. Not a word. Either he was too terrified to even try, or he was braver, and somehow even dumber than he looked.

The wolf grinned.

"I was hoping you'd be a hard one. I've been waiting for this chance all day."

He rocked his hips forwards, raising an eyebrow as he felt his hot, hard flesh brush up against something other than soft fur. His eyes glanced down between them, and he snorted with laughter as a sorrowful, embarrassed squeak escaped the mouse and his hands instinctively tried to move down to cover his crotch. His crotch where as the wolf's member continued to grind up against his cock and balls, that cock was beginning to thicken. To swell. To stiffen against his captor's touch.

"Though... I never thought you'd be this hard. No matter. You'll squeak and scream for me just the same."

He wasted no more time. He grabbed the mouse's thighs, and laughed loudly as the rodent squealed with his legs suddenly swept out from beneath him, the chains rattling loudly when suddenly he was suspended by only the manacles around his wrists and the cold, rough stone wall behind him. The wolf lifted the prisoner's legs higher and higher, holding them up until the smaller male's feet were as high as his head, strong arms wrapped around his ankles and keeping the mouse from kicking or flailing in any meaningful way. Kevin's cock rubbed against the prisoner's ass, now exposed as he pulled the mouse forward to get ever better access. He thrust a few times between the male's cheeks, then laid one of the mouse's legs against his shoulder as his hand dropped to wrap around the base of his shaft, ready to guide its still glistening, now pre-cum dripping tip home.

"You kick me... you so much as touch my face with that leg, you'll lose any hope of every seeing daylight again."

He grunted in pleasure as he pressed his cock's tip to the tightly clenched pucker of the mouse's ass. The prisoner squeaked, whimpered, nodded in desperation. He threw back his head, barely missing the stone wall, and wailed as the wolf snarled and began to force himself forward, driving into the mouse's ass without restraint or the slightest hint of mercy. Mercy was for prisoners who cooperated. And for those who didn't... well, Kevin would gladly wait and see what loosened first, asshole, or tongue. Either way, he'd take what he wanted.

"Oh god! O-ohhhh God, please!"

The mouse squealed as Kevin began to fuck him, to slam his hips roughly against the mouse's bare ass and pound his thick cock deep into the tight depths of the writhing, thrashing, helplessly bound male before him. He wasted no time, no effort on holding himself back as he clutched tighter still at the mouse's legs and practically dragged the flailing rodent harder and deeper onto his throbbing length, all the while hungrily snarling and staring deep into the mouse's wide eyed, open mouthed features, constantly calling out with pleading anguish even as between his thighs his smaller cock bounced and twitched and began to drool with its own pre-cum as the wolf's thrusts spread him open and ploughed across his prostate with violent force alongside practically each and every thrust.

Kevin rose up onto the tips of his toes, determined to get every last little bit of leverage possible behind the motion of his hips as he ravaged the mouse, snarling and laughing as he saw strings of drool running down the rodent's cheeks, as he saw his eyes rolling back and heard his squeaking pleas turning to haggard, desperate moans.

"I heard that traitors like you had no shame. But to crave cock so badly even that of your own captor would make you so happy you could barely hold on... it would probably almost be more of a torment were I to not fuck you."

His hips froze for a moment, cock lodged deep and twitching, dripping into the far reaches of the mouse's innards. The bound male's eyes bulged, he whimpered and shook his head with a frantic squeak. He seemed barely able to speak, but forced out a few panting, squeaked words.

"Y-you... will... never win..."

The wolf snarled in rage, and his hips began to pound harder than ever against the mouse's ass, the loud slapping of furred thighs against buttocks ringing out through the dungeon almost as loud as the prisoner's renewed squeals and cries.

"You can't resist me, traitor. You're going to give me what I want. And... I'm going to take from you everything you have to give."

Kevin could feel his orgasm building as his balls slapped against the mouse's trembling buttocks. He grinned savagely as he panted and kept on feverishly fucking the smaller male, releasing his grasp on one of the prisoners legs and smirking as it remained outstretched in mid air, pink toes curling and flexing with each powerful thrust driving his cock deep into the rodent's rump. He reached down between them and wrapped his larger, stronger hand around the mouse's own twitching, dripping cock.

"Nothing here is yours. While you're my prisoner, your body, your life, your pleasure, it all belongs to me. Remember that as you cum for me, you traitorous little twink. You aren't getting to cum. You aren't getting to feel good. I'm making it happen. And unless you give me what I want, every feeling you ever have from this point onward, good or bad, heavenly or hellish, will be nothing to do with what you want or when you want it. It will all be me."

The mouse wailed wildly in response as Kevin's cock continued to plough deep into him, the wolf's hand on his cock stroking in perfect time with each inward thrust of his huge, thick member. His toes curled. His ass clenched. His whole body writhed and thrashed helplessly in the manacles holding him up for the wolf to use as he saw fit. Finally though, with an almighty squealing shriek of humiliated excitement and uncontrolled ecstasy, the mouse succumbed to his tormentor's cock. He began to paint the fingers wrapped around him and indeed his own belly with streaks of his hot cum as the wolf snarled and fucked him with feral brutality, and as with an almighty howl the jailer began to pour his own molten seed deep into the mouse's clutching depths, the prisoner was so overwhelmed, so unable to resist the feeling of that thick seed gushing out over his innermost reaches, he couldn't help but let loose one last mindless, utterly defeated cry of pleasure, and unleash a final streak of his seed that shot up through the wolf's clutching fingers and hit himself square across his wide eyed, abashedly crimson cheeked face.

Shaking, snarling, huffing loudly, the wolf emptied himself into his prisoner until there was not a drop left to be spilled. Only then did he pull back, and out, doing so roughly and with no thought for the mouse's satisfaction even though he could see the seed streaking the pathetic traitor's trembling body. He set the mouse back down, smirking as the rodent's legs failed to support him and he began to fall, the manacles soon catching him and leaving him hanging until at least a fraction of his strength returned. The prisoner looked exhausted. Stunned. Overwhelmed to the extreme by what he had just felt, what he had just participated in.

So of course, Kevin began to press him immediately once again.

"Tell me what you know, traitor."

He snarled, licking his lips as the mouse raised his head, face still glistening with a potent trail of his own cum reaching from chin to forehead just beside his left eye.

"I... i-if I... if I talk. If I tell you everything... then, y-you'll let me go?"

Kevin chuckled, raising an eyebrow as though genuinely curious.

"Perhaps. If the information you provide is valuable enough."

The mouse squeaked bashfully again.

"So... if I tell you everything, y-you... you won't fuck me any more?"

Kevin stared down at the mouse's body, at his midsection, and at the puddle beneath him on the stony, straw-strewn dungeon floor, droplets of thick white cum still drooling from his no doubt somewhat loosened ass and adding to the existing little lake.

"No. If you tell me everything, I won't fuck you again."

The mouse shuddered, pulling himself up to his full height, trying to stand proud and tall even though he was already shorter than the wolf by over a foot and considerably less muscular too.

"T-then..."

He whimpered softly, fighting to keep an expression from crossing his face, but finally failing, and giggling as he did so.

"Then... fuck you and your tiny dick, puppy dog. I don't know a fucking thing."

Kevin's eyes bulged. He smirked for a moment in amusement, in delight at this twist, before his face contorted into a savage snarl. He lunged forward at the mouse, teeth bared and hands outstretched, ready to pin the rodent to the dungeon wall by his throat as the squealing mix of fear and giddy laughter from the prisoner rang out around the room. Before he could quite get his fingers around the mouse's neck though, a loud buzzer sounded. Both his and the mouse's heads turned towards its source, and they both whimpered in disbelief as they saw a red light flicker on just above the dungeon cell's doorway, hidden until now within the stonework.

They looked back at each other, grinning as a soft, melodic voice rang out from some speakers hidden at various locations around the room.

"Guests, your time-slot is over. Please make your way back to the changing areas promptly, or to one of our on-site kiosks if you wish to see if you can book another slot for a same-day continuation. Your video of today's session will be mailed to you within five to seven working days, please allow additional time for overseas deliveries. Thank you for visiting the Dungeon, one of many erotic roleplay experiences available from Valhalla industries."

By the time the voice fell silent, Kevin was already helping the mouse out of his shackles, admiring the subtle padding on the interior which resembled the same cast iron as the exterior of the restraints but was far softer, no sign of any marks or rubbing from where the smaller male had been tossed and thrown around within them. The mouse beamed and thanked him as he stepped away from the wall, blushing and glancing towards the exit, before looking hopefully back to Kevin. Chuckling, the wolf didn't leave the cute little guy hanging.

"I'm Kevin."

He extended a friendly hand, which the mouse took with a giggle.

"You wanna grab a coffee, Kevin? Maybe head back to my place after? I... I'll let you interrogate me some more. See if you can learn my name by tomorrow morning."

The wolf grinned, licking his lips in approval at the idea. He did however suggest a slight addendum to those plans.

"How about I take you out for that coffee, and you tell me your name so I've got something to howl when I fuck you in the coffee-shop's restrooms. Then we can go back to your place, and I'll interrogate you all night long... traitor."

Blushing, reaching behind himself and touching a hand to his ass, feeling it coming away sticky and warm, the mouse giggled once more.

"Actually, it's Trevor."

He reached out and slipped his cum-stained hand into Kevin's own before the wolf could react.

"And no matter how hard you interrogate me... I promise you this, you cruel, villainous jailer. It'll take more than one night to learn all of my secrets. Much, much more."

By Jeeves

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