Kyle's Shocking Realization part 2
#2 of Kyle Experience
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
The ceiling was spinning as Kyle eyes struggled to settle in his skull. Thinking he was maybe in his room, lying in his bed, he rolled over, hearing the sounds of chains behind him. "Huh? What's going on?" Reaching to his neck, he started to panic when his soft fingertips moved along a metal collar before he grabbed hold of the chain linked to the smooth metal. Finally realizing he was chained up in some stranger's room, he rolled to his back and started tugging on the chain. "Somebody help me! Get me out of here!" All of a sudden his body arched and he fell on the bed he woke up on, feeling nothing a tingling feeling from his neck down. Every little muscle twitched in his body, even the one between his legs. As the collar around his neck stopped shocking him, he felt paralyzed lying there. His foot long shaft squirming to life and twitching, a hard blush appeared on his face as his phallus cock head dribbled out a small pool of his cum onto his flat stomach. Clenching his eyes, he squirmed and whimpered as his full bladder gave in. As he grabbed hold of his crotch, he couldn't control himself as he pissed a warm batter all over his stomach, enough that it flooded onto the bed. Looking up at the wolf holding the remote control to the shock collar around his neck, he barely held back the tears.
As the big bad wolf tugged on the chain connected to Kyle's neck, the horse struggled to keep himself on the bed before he was pulled to the floor. Crying as he hit the wood hard, he begged, "Please, let me go!" He got a harsh chuckle in return from the mountain of black fur wearing only a pair of rugged jeans. Tugging hard on the chain, the wolf had his new pony burying his snout in his crotch. Kyle was disgusted and in pain as the wolf's pressed his equine snout into the zipper area of his jeans. His big nostrils were filled with the stink of Burter's dirty cock.
When the wolf grabbed Kyle by his short, blonde hairs, he tossed the weak little pony next to the bed. "You pissed in my bed, and you're going to change the sheets!" As soon as Kyle showed signs of hesitation, he cowered on the floor as the wolf ran at him, pulling a switch from his pocket. The young stud whinnied and arched his back as the switch struck across his exposed right ass cheek. Burter grabbed the male's sunshine locks again, "Fresh sheets are in the closet, now get to it!" Kyle's body hit the floor again. But this time, as blood dripped down his lower lip, he turned his head towards the wide open door. "What, are you thinking of running?"
He froze when he heard the question whispered in his pointed ear. All of a sudden there was the ringing of chains before the wolf dropped them on the floor. "You want to run? Go ahead, I'm not stopping you..." Kyle hesitated, moving to a squatting position before dashing towards the door, panting hard as his hooves hit the floor. The wolf stood there, his ears tilting towards the hallway as he waited for the pony to make it to the front. As soon as he crossed the metal plate under the doorway, Kyle screamed as his collar went off again and he fell on the stone path outside. His body twitching and every muscle tensing up, the horse was sniffling as he bathed in another puddle of piss before he passed out from the shocks.