Lyons
Well this is my first yiffy story. Mind you it is long and "story like" so if you just raw hard sex...this isnt the one you want. If you want something to actually read and enjoy some yiffing this is what you want. Right now it is 48 8.5/11 pages long. It has five full chapters and cause im lazy XD there are quite a few typos so if you really want to go ahead and edit them out and clean it up if you want. Just please give me cridit for the sotry but take the typo editing credit for your self ;). ermmm it has bondage, rough, forced, homosexual, heterosexual, bi sexual, hermaphrodites, and thats about it for now but this is only the beginning. ENJOY!!!
© 2006 Reizvoller_wolf
Chapter 1- Breaking in
A red wolf walks towards the entrance of the Lyons gym. He stands about 5'10". , red fur, black markings down his back and tail. his blue eyes embedded in his head, his ears slightly off centered as he pushes the doors open slinging his bag over his shoulder. He walks in and looks about craning his neck around, two foxes spared in the ring, a massive lion bench pressed and a sleek Cheetah sprinted on a treadmill. Other than that the gym was unusually empty for a Saturday's afternoon. The wolf thinks nothing of it and heads to the back of the gym where the shooting and archery range were kept. He gets to the shooting line and he puts the bag on the ground. He takes out a one piece wooden bow and a quiver of aluminum arrows. He sighs and takes a deep breath in and releases as he raises the bow and knocks an arrow into it. Holding it so that the string is parallel to his spine, arm held out as far out as possible he begins to draw back the string. Once he is at full draw he squints his left eye as he focuses in on the target downrange, keeping his breathing slow and steady he aligns his weapon to make a clean hit on the target.
*thwung, click* The string whooshes though the air and sends the arrow soaring t the target landing it right in the dead center. Pleased with this and now having a better feel for the setup he shoots off arrows at a quicker pace, each time the aiming time getting shorter and shorter until he is almost chian gunning the arrows from his bow. He reaches down ready for another shot and grabs at an arrow but feels nothing but air, he looks down, "aw dammit."
He sighs as he puts the bow down and heads down range to grab his arrows, standing to the side of the target pulling the arrows though with his right and holding the target steady with his left he plucks out each one. The lion that was lifting weights walks in unnoticed by the red wolf. He smirks then grins looking at the wolf. He picks up the bow and knocks in a rubber tipped arrow and with ease draws back the bow, untrained in how to properly use the bow and arrow he awkwardly stands, his back arching back, arms misaligned and head cocked to the side he launches the arrow hoping that he will hit his target.
The large veins of the flu flu arrow make a *wishing* sound as they fly towards the wolf a little bit slower than the normal arrows but fast enough to be deadly. A large resonating thump is heard down at the end where the targets are as the rubber tipped arrow clinks to the floor, a shallow puncture in the target about 2 inches from the wolf's torso. He jumps back slightly and whips around pointing an arrow angrily from the launching point of the flu flu
"What they hell! Trying to fucking kill me or something!?!?"
The wolf pissed off beyond all words he jams all his arrows in his quiver keeping that one rubber tipped one out holding it to his side as he walks to the lion with a fast pace, his eye twitching in rage as he sneers at the lion. The lion puts the bow down and backs up a little bit smiling
"I'm sorry I didnt mean to, I was jsut curiose, I never used a bow before, really I'm sorry" he lowers his head slightly showing regret for his actions as he looks up slightly with his eyes. Still gritting his teeth he sighs loudly
"Fine, just don't do that again, some one could get hurt." he folds his arms and stands in front of the lion looking up with a scowl on his face
"Yea, I see that now...can I watch you?"
"I'm going to take a shower, I'm done for the day with this, ill be here next Saturday."
"Ill be here" The lion walks out of the range and heads back to the benches. The wolfs packs his stuff back up and heads to the locker room where he puts the bag into a locker, a leather studded strap falls out of the bag and pokes out of the locker door as he shuts it and walks to the shower room.
He sheds his clothing and leaves them on a nearby chair. he goes to a shower stall and turns it on and waits for the water to heat up. In just a few minutes the room is filled with steam, like a sauna as he gets in and stands directly under the shower head looking up letting the hot water run down his body. With a brush and some liquid soap he starts washing off the sweat and smell of his quick workout.
The lion back in the weightlifting area thinks about how the wolf responded to him. His words and whole attitude left a searing mark of disreespect in the lion. Being over 10' tall he was in a state of disbelief of how he was spoken to by the wolf. He drops the weights and and the ground shakes with the poundage hitting the it. Quietly and without notice he makes his way to the locker room, on his way farther back to the shower stalls he sees the piece of leather hanging out of the wolfs locker. With sheer strength he wrenches it open to see what it was. The bag falls out of the locker and the lion empties its contents onto the ground. He puts the archery equipment back into the bag and takes the rest in his arms as he heads for the shower now with a large grin on his face.
Now feeling better as the suds build up on his fur the wolf hums quietly in the stall. His body completely covered in soap and bubbles except for his head he he pours a dollop of soup on the top of his muzzle and with his paws he rubs it all over his head and face closing his eyes. He steps under the water and starts to rinse off, rubbing his body as the soap falls from him as the water runs down his sleek physique.
Seeing where the steam was coming from, the only stall that was in use, the lion approaches slowly holding an object in his hand. He stands right next to the curtain and takes a breath, figuring out where the wolf was in the shower based on the sounds he was making. Once he was sure he tears the curtain down and wraps his huge paw, claws extended, around the wolf's throat holding him up and against the wall of the shower.
The wolf still having some soap in his eyes on instinct grabs onto the wrist of his attacker and he yelps being slammed to the wall. His feet dangle about 1 foot above the ground.
"Should have been nice to me, you shouldn't show anger towards those who are bigger than you."
The lion clasps a leather collar around the wolfs neck making a snug fit and hooking a leash onto a metal loop on the collar. He, still holding the wolf up and off the ground, pulls the wolf from the wall and under the water where the wolf coughs and sputters about, once the lion is sure his face is rinsed off he slams the wolf back to the wall as he grins evilly, wrapping the end of the leash around his other wrist.
"Hello" he says in a grave tone, deeply looking into the eyes of the wolf.
"Get off me!"
The wolf sees who it is and immediately digs his claws into the lions wrist, red tinted water drips runs off the lions arm now. The lion laughs mightily at the wolfs attempt to free himself.
"Silly."
He draws his other paw back with the leash wrapped around it drawing the wolf's head forward as he neck stays in place. He launches his fist forward and with full force lands a punch right beside the wolf's head leaving a dent in the wall. The wolf cringes in fear closing his eyes, then looks beside his own head seeing the crater left by the lions fist
"Do you want me to do that to you?" the lion smugly asked.
The wolf just stares at the lion defensively. He loosens his grip around the lions wrist but still holds onto it
"Okay fine, I'm sorry for 'disrespecting' you, is that what you want?"
The lion chuckles loudly and looks at the wolf smiling
"It's too late for that, i want more now."
Feeling the tension between him and the lion the wolf kicks at the lion in an attempt to get the lion to drop him. Landing the ball of his right foot powerfully on his ribs of the lion. He winces and grabs his side with both paws trying to sooth the pain. The wolf slides down the wall and hits the ground with a thump. He shakes his head and rubs his throat as he stands and darts for the for the gym. The lions eyes follow the wolf steadily as he pulls out a leather bull whip that he found in the wolfs pack. He lashes it out wrapping it around the wolfs ankle then drags him back to the shower stall. The wolfs claws dig into the tiles scratching the polished floors. He yells and kicks his legs trying to free his leg. Once he is under the lions loin he feels his giant paw press down on his back suppressing him to the floor. he squirms and wriggles on the floor "arrrg" he grits his teeth a flails his arms and free leg about trying to free himself.
"Stop moving!"
He tugs hard on the whip around the wolfs ankle, a popping sound is heard in the wolfs hip. The wolf's eyes tightly close as he muffles his own screams of pain, obeying the order he stays still, hoping the lion would leave him alone.
"Good puppy."
The lion pulls up on the leash forcing the wolfs head off the ground bending his upper back painfully. A few pops are heard coming from the wolf as his back is stretched and cracked like one would crack their knuckles. His upper body feels relaxed and loose from the internal tension being released.
"Feel better?"
The lion asks with a little bit of perk in his voice, the wolf just stares down at the floor not responding at all. The lion pulls harder on the leash now threatening to break the wolfs back. He winces in pain then in a blur of motion he flings his hands over his head and grabs under the lions jaw forcing his thumbs upwards hitting sensitive nerves. The lion loosens the pull on the leash and grip on the wolf's back. He clenches his jaws and raises his head away from the wolf's paws. The wolf uses his hands and thrusts his body upwards and slides from under the lion, snapping the leash. He again bolts for the gym with the whip trailing behind him still wrapped around his ankle. As he makes his way to the door, the lion still trying to un-cramp his jaw, the door is flung open and the cheetah enters. Her face is tired and beeds of sweat form on her face. She sees the wolf charging at her nude and sidesteps as he comes toward her.
"Grab him!" the lion bellows at the cheetah.
"Yes sir"
She confirms the order and merely steps on the whip causing the wolf to fall forward with a great amount of force, the side of his head on the ground. His upper body was in the gym, not wanting to draw attention the cheetah drags him in completely and slides him to the lion. The lion pins the wolf down with his foot, pressing down on his chest as the cheetah walks to the door calmly and locks it shut. The wolf lays there limp and almost lifeless, his torso rises and falls slowly.
"Get up!"
The lion slaps the back of the wolfs head, he doesn't respond.
"Cain, hold him down for me"
The lion commands the cheetah, she nods and straddles the center of the wolfs back and puts all her weight down on him making a few popping sounds come from him. The lion goes back to the wolfs bag and searches through it again finding any other bondage items the wolf may have had on him. He grins widely as he finds more things to use on the wolf. He chucks it all in the bag again and heads back for the Cain and the wolf, bag slung over his shoulder. When he returns Cain still positioned on the wolf's back was now holding his head down to the ground.
"He is awake master"
"Good, let him look up"
She nods and releases his head, instantly the wolf arches his back in reverse so he faced the cheetah upside down and bites a her and gets a hold of a piece of her throat.
The lion smirks, "let go of her now" he says softly, pads over to the wolfs ankle and removes the whip.
The wolf holds tight onto her flesh and doesn't let go, he growls deep within his throat. The lion walks to the front of the wolf and takes about 6 steps away staying lined up with the wolf, with the whip in his right right hand at the side of his hip he brings his arm back and under his shoulder
"I said let go".
Again quietly and softly. The wolf clenches down harder and makes the slave wince in pain. "Fine" he flicks his wrist and fore arm up and forward sending the tip of the whip shooting to the wolf lashing him right square int he chest leaving a thin slash on the wolf. The wolf releases and yelps loudly squirming about in pain as a hot burning sensation pierces though him.
"Listen to me and stuff like that wont happen, pull him up Cain"
She takes the leash into her hand and pulls it taught then leans back forcing the wolf to lean up in a similar position as when he was biting her neck. The lion walks back over to the wolf and presses the handle of the whip into the wolfs wound twisting it about slightly opening the small slash up a little bit more, the wolf now in even greater pain shakes and sways his torso about in a futile attempt to make the lion leave the cut alone.
"hehe, I like seeing you squirm like that, you want me to stop?" he presses it in harder and twists more "Pull him up more." she starts to pull up on the leash still leaning back slightly slowly raising the wolf. The lion raises his paw signaling her to stop soon as the wolf was begin bent in an almost 90 degree angle at his hips, his back up right and his legs laying the ground with his hips as the pivoting point, he strains to breathe with the collar pulling on his throat and his body bent and stressed unnaturally putting pressure on his lungs.
"Keep him like that."
She wraps the leash around her wrist making his position stationary.
"Open your mouth wolf"
The lion begins to shed his own clothing, throwing it to the side. The wolf purses his lips and keeps his mouth clenched shut.
"Why do you make things harder"
Still un aroused the lion presses his testicles on the wolfs lips and nose slowly rubbing his own sheath.
"say aaaaa"
The wolf just snorts and rejects the lion .
"I said say aaaaa"
He kicks the wolf in the chest causing his mouth to gape open gasping for air having the wind knocked out of him. In this moment the lion forces a ring into the wolfs mouth keeping his mouth open.
"See not to hard"
The lion at half mast waves his penis near the wolfs mouth. the musky scent enters into the wolfs nostrils and mouth leaving a taste in his mouth that he hated, his jaw muscles bulge as he tries to force his mouth shut, hoping to break the ring or at least bend it down. Seeing this the lion jams his almost full cock into the wolfs mouth pressing in deeply and holding clogging the wolfs throat
"This is what happens when you are a bad pet, Cain, help me move him to that bench"
He pulls out of the wolfs throat. The wolf coughs and shakes his head angrily as he is lifted from the ground, each of his captors taking an arm and dragging him to a near by bench.
"Lay down on your back"
The lion shoves the wolf to the bench sending him stumbling over it and falling on the other side, he pulls the rest of himself over the bench and stands up looking at the two now separated by the bench.
"Lay"
The lion growls again, the cheetah steps over the bench and stands face to face with the wolf
"Do as told, or you will regret it".
Her voice deeply feminine. Strong and commanding but still hushed in tone showing her submissive side. His mouth still being held open by the ring he says nothing but his eyes spoke for him, they stared back at hers angrily, his left eyebrow twitches in fury.
"Master, may i?"
The lion nods and gestures his arm giving her passage to do as she pleases, he sits down curios as to what she will do to the wolf. She smiles sweetly at the wolf and begins to circle him, slowly looking him up and down dragging a claw around his torso as she walks.
"Here"
She says gently. She removes the ring and pulls it from his mouth, teeth marks show the amount of force he was using to try to break it.
"That must feel better now doesn't it."
She stops in front of him after two revolutions around him, she gently strokes his neck and nibbles on his ears purring softly. Staying on guard the wolf tries to not react but it is noticeable that he starts to relax. Slowly breaking him down she makes her way down from his ear to his cheek then to his neck gently sucking and nibbling on his flesh.
"Do you want to sit?"
She gently pushes him back till he bumps into a wall, she presses down on his shoulders moving him down to the ground.
"Just relax"
She sits on his lap pushing her breasts in his face and thrusting her pelvis into his. He sighs softly and leans back, he almost forgets about what was going on before, his eyes slowly close not in a calm state. While he sat there with his eyes closed she takes her shirt off and ties it around his eyes like a blindfold.
"Is that too tight?"
He shakes his head now and smiles a little bit. She leans back forcing their hips together and presses on his chest rubbing his body with her soft paws.
"Give me your hands"
Almost in a trance like state he raises his paws and holds them in front of her. She pushes them together and holds them with one of her paws and removes her bra with her other. She moves forward putting one of her breasts in to his hands, he starts to gently caress them, not pulling his wrists from her paw. While he was occupied she wraps her sports bra around his wrists binding them together.
"Is that ok?"
She builds his trust making sure he is comfortable.
"Yea thats just fine"
"Can you put them behind your back?"
"You just need to untie me"
She undoes the binding and lets him draw his hands behind himself, she pulls him forward with the leash and and leans up and over him putting her sternum on his snout and reties his hands together again. She wiggles her torso still over him tantalizing his face with her supple breasts.
((muwahahhaha just a tease for now, I have 46 more pages to edit up to be ready for here, check back often!))