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-Part 1-

Lightning came to slowly, a slight grogginess in his head. He blinked a few times to regain his consciousness, and looked around. His head hurt a little and he was trying to determine why. His paw tried to reach to rub his head, but he couldn't move it.

His gaze and head dropped down, and he saw that his arms were cuffed by his wrists as were his ankles in the same fashion. He was bound, but done so in a standing up position affixed to a wall mounted rack. He fought with the bindings, struggling to free himself, but the tight leather cuffs were clearly not going to break.

He whimpered slightly and looked around at his surroundings which weren't much to look at. The room was very dimly lit, a single red light bulb over his head was the only source of light illuminating him in a very faint reddish glow.

There wasn't really anything else he could see except darkness, the ceiling he couldn't see, but from his assessment, was rather high up due to the open feeling and sound of where ever he was. He also could not see any other walls save for the small part that was directly behind him.

He strained his eyesight ahead of himself, as he could barely make out what appeared to be the side of a table in front of him, perhaps seven or eight feet away from him. The only other thing that he noticed was that the floor was stone and cold on his footpaws.

He jumped a little as he hadn't noticed it before, but his feet were bare. Actually, so was the rest of his purple and white furred body for the most part. He wasn't naked, but very close to it. He had been placed in a tight black rubber thong, judging by the tightness in the crack of his butt, clearly defining his sheath and sac in the smooth, shiny black rubber. And the only other thing he had on his body was a rubber sports bra, just as tight and snug as the thong, pressed against his light muscular chest.

Who had done this to him? He was a male husky! Why would he be put into a sports bra and thong? It was insulting that this had been done. In his scant outfit, it was evidently apparent what sex he was and whoever had put him in it should have noticed his tackle in the first place.

His whimpers faded slightly, turning into a growl as he once again fought against the bindings holding him to the wall. His attempts were feeble as the cuffs were firmly bolted to the wall by a steel O-ring, attached to the metal loop on the cuffs.

He stopped fighting, trying to remember where he was before he awoke. He closed his eyes and thought back to the last thing that he remembered.

He was at a nightclub, having a drink or two with a few of his co-workers. It was a popular place, with lots of other furs around. Could it have been one of them that got him good and drunk and pulled a practical joke on him?

He thought more. His brain whirled trying to piece together the events of the previous night. It seemed unlikely that one of his co-workers would do to him what his present situation was. After a drink or two, he remembered that he had been asked to dance. But who was that? It was someone that he had never met before.

Lightning's head hurt a little bit, struggling hard to scratch together the details back together.

It was a fox? No... it wasn't. A German Shepard? No. That wasn't right either.

His head pounded some as he tried to remember. He went through seemingly every fur that he had passed by, trying to associate whom it was that he had been dancing with. After a few minutes, he sighed. He wasn't getting anywhere as all that would pop into his mind of whom he was dancing with was nothing but a fuzzy black void where someone should have been.

Regardless, letting whom it was slide, he remembered dancing with the mystery fur for a solid half hour at least. Then they retired to a booth near the dance floor and he had another drink. Then, nothing.

He must have been drugged. That would be the only solution to it. It would explain his black out evening and the slight pounding in the back of his head.

He sighed, rather upset, pulling at the cuffs again. He wasn't sure why he kept doing this futile effort to escape, possibly hoping that perhaps they were loosened magically.

He looked around again, worried about what was going to happen to him now, fear finally overcoming logic and anger as the helplessness of his position and the scant outfit clearly meaning something. He had been tied and dressed like this for a reason. He was certain that it wasn't a good one.

He looked down at the rubber underwear he wore again, wishing that at the very least he had been given something closer to his size, the thong and sports bra were very tight, pressing into his fur, compressing his chest and husky junk tightly.

His head drooped a little bit, trying not to think about anything now, but he snapped back to attention quickly when there was the slam of what sounded like a large, heavy stone door which made him jump as the slam loudly broke the silence.

His bindings jingled as he was brought to full alertness again. His ears flattened against his head and he looked around the darkness, unsure of where the sound had come from. Then, a shiver ran down his spine as he wasn't sure if it was someone, and again even more so when he didn't know if the furson was coming or going.

His tail made as if to tuck between his legs, but that too was locked in place straight down below him, visible between his legs. He whimpered and in a faint, worried voice called out to the darkness, "Hello? Is there anyone there?"

Nothing but the hollow echo of his voice returned.

He looked back and forth and purely out of instinct changed to a more panicked state. "Hello? Anyone? Help!"

There was a hissing sound, akin to a stream of sand pouring on stone. The purple husky's fur bristled up and his ears flattened back against his head.

"Can anyone hear me? Hello? HELP!!!" he cried out now.

The hissing sound stopped and his eyes darted back and forth, waiting for something to step into the faint red light at any moment.

But nothing ever came, rather something that he wasn't expecting at all. There was a loud metallic clunk from somewhere and the red light extinguished its light immersing the pup in total darkness.

It was silent save for his raspy, nervous breathing, his lungs struggling slightly to suck in air against the tight rubber sports bra. He turned his head from side to side, hoping to hear someone approaching him.

"HELP! Someone please!!!" he cried out loudly.

"Silence! Your yelling annoys me. None can hear you here. So stop looking for help." A deep voice said, seemingly as if whoever it was standing not more than a foot away from the husky on each side. His blood ran cold. The voice seemed to come from everywhere and yet no where.

"Please! What do you want? Let me go!"

Lightning's pleas were answered with only a deep, slow laugh followed shortly with, "Oh, you're not going anywhere."

About four feet from where Lighting was, a pair of glowing yellow eyes opened and stared at him.

Lightning screamed.

-Part 2-

Lightning's breathing wheezed and rasped against the rubber sports bra pressing firmly against his chest, showing off his pectoral muscles and the bumps where his nipples pressed back against the rubber.

The eyes blinked at him and he fought and struggled against the bindings to get free, whimpering and struggling to at the very least try and slip his paws out of the cuffs. They were too tight and he kept screaming as the eyes grew closer now, moving fluidly as if they were floating through the black space that encompassed everything.

He screamed more as the eyes stopped, mere inches from him. His jaw snapped at the air before him, hoping to assault and rip into something with his teeth. His ears laid flat back against his head, his eyes locked to the glowing set of yellow ones before him.

The smell of rubber became strong, intoxicating almost now that the eyes were very close to him. He snapped out towards the eyes again, and this action was returned with a sharp stab of pain in the side of his muzzle, knocking his head to the left.

He had been slapped. Tears welled up in his eyes as he ceased his attacks, wishing that he could curl up into a ball and disappear.

"Please! Just let me go! I have nothing you want!" he cried out again.

Something clenched around his neck and squeezed, making him gasp and gurgle as he tried to whimper. His muzzle opened as he tried to gasp for air, and as he did this, something was pushed into his muzzle. It was hard, spherical shaped and tasted of rubber. He felt what he took to be a strap slipped over his ears and to the back of his head, then cinched down tightly.

He whimpered more as he was gagged, but was glad that whatever was choking him relented, but became far more worried when something rubbery was put around his neck.

The eyes floated back a foot or so and kept staring at him. He jumped slightly when the voice spoke again. "You're mine now." It said to him.

Lightning only whimpered and tried to say something around the ball gag, but it was too tight and too firmly lodged in his muzzle.

The voice spoke again. "The faster that you learn this, the better off you will be."

The eyes floated closer to Lightning again and he clamped his eyes shut hoping this was all a horrible dream. He felt a paw on his head, gently petting over his purple fur a few times before sliding down the side of his head and rubbing over his nose.

The only thing that Lightning was able to notice was the distinctively smooth feeling of the paw gently feeling over his head and the over powering smell of rubber. He whimpered again, and hung his head.

His gaze fell back to the floating eyes which crimped up on the outer edges slightly now. He was being smiled at. But, that thought was cleared from his head quickly when there was a loud clap, and the whole room suddenly erupted into light from recessed ceiling lights.

Lightning yelped slightly behind the gag in his muzzle as the sudden light hurt his eyes. He clamped them shut and squinted slightly trying to adjust them to his surroundings.

He finally opened them finally and standing before him was a tall jackal, the source of the yellow eyes at one point, but now nothing but a set of glossy solid black eyes. But what was certainly more interesting was that the tall canine before him was unlike any he had ever seen.

His whole body was solid, toned muscle, but there was no fur. Rather, his entire body was covered in very glossy, black rubber, making him appear to be a living mirror. Lightning could see himself slightly in the reflection off of the jackal's powerful chest and in his eyes.

Nearly the entire dog was black rubber, head and all, the only parts that weren't were shiny golden rubber on the tip of his muzzle, and around his eyes, filing down to a point on the outsides of them as well as the insides of his tall, satellite dish ears.

A rubber tail wagged behind the jackal slightly, giving a faint creaking sound it bent in its gentle sway.

He was clad lightly, wearing a shiny PVC Egyptian loincloth, the bulk of which was white, with a blue PVC belt, laced up between his legs and tied in the front with a wide sash draping down to his knees in a blue and gold paneled style.

He wore a matching headdress that held the same color scheme, white covering the top and back of his head, looped around his ears and with blue and gold tassels hanging from the headdress over his shoulders in the same manner that his loincloth's sash did.

In his paw he held onto a leash, which Lightning then noticed ran up to his neck, which he took to guess that he had been collared. And indeed he had. The jackal smiled at him deviously now, and with a snap of his finger, the O-rings that were holding the purple husky to the wall magically vanished.

Feeling freed, he turned to run, hoping to get away, but he did not get very far, forgetting completely about the leash that he had on his collar and with a strong, firm tug from the jackal, his head jerked back, laying him out on the floor.

The jackal approached him and pressed his rubber footpaw firmly on the husky's rubber thronged crotch and rubbed his paw over the bulge, feeling his sac and sheath push between his toes.

"Oh you're not going anywhere. Because you are now MINE. You are my slave, my fuck toy, my bitch, MINE to do whatever I so choose to do with you. Understand?"

Lightning whimpered, squirming under the firm, heavy footpaw pressing into his privates. The paw rubbed a bit longer, then was removed and he was hauled back up to his feet by the collar which tightened firmly around his neck.

He gasped for air, his chest struggling against the rubber sports bra still and he swayed uneasily as he stood once more.

The jackal brushed past him, tugging the leash for the purple dog to follow. Lightning's head hung low as there was nothing else he could do. He followed the shiny jackal to the table that he had seen earlier and yelped with surprise as he was pushed down over the side of the table, and his wrists clipped down to two hoops bolted to the table top.

His legs were roughly pulled apart by the jackal who attached a spreader bar to the ankle cuffs on the purple dog. Lightning whimpered around the ball gag and flattened his ears. He knew why he was here now.

He turned and looked back at the shiny rubber jackal whom lifted Lightning's tail and grinned, looking at the rubber thong, firmly pressed in the husky's bubble butt, deep between his cheeks.

He walked around the table so that he was in front of the husky and looked down at him, smiling and crossing his arms. "Well, in order for you to be my slave boi, I'm going to have to make it rightly so."

Lightning looked up at the other canine wondering what he meant by that. Something else was tickling at the back of his head and he couldn't believe himself. He actually found the rubber jackal extremely attractive.

What was wrong with him?

"First, you will address me as Master, Sir or Lord Thunder. Understood?"

Lightning whimpered but nodded. He knew that it was better than to piss off his captor.

The jackal rounded the table once more behind the husky. Lightning rested his head on its side upon the table and wondered if Thunder had any plans to ever release him.

It seemed unlikely.

His ears perked slightly as he felt the thong strap pulled to the side and a cool liquid dripped onto his tail hole. His eyes grew large and his head snapped around to see the jackal unfastening his loincloth and folding it neatly up and setting it aside.

Even his impressive sheath and sac were rubber. Lightning looked him up and down again, at first, he thought that the jackal was wearing a very impressive body suit. But it appeared that he wasn't now on closer and full inspection.

The jackal WAS rubber.

He turned his head back, the awkward position of having to crane his neck hard around to see behind him straining his neck. After a moment of rest, he turned it back again and saw the jackals' long, smooth, and hard knotted shaft throbbing slightly as he slowly stroked his cock.

Lightning's eyes grew large. Thunder was at least 7 inches long, 9 with the thick knot. He whimpered and tugged at his bindings again. These attempts ceased quickly when he felt the pointed tip of the canine cock press against his tail hole.

He looked back again, but his collar tightened around his neck, causing him to wheeze for air again. He stopped and the collar loosened again and he just lay his head down. There was no way out of this. He was going to take a rubber jackal dick in his ass.

He tried to relax some, as the tip made its way in and slowly the rest of the rubber shaft, lubed nicely just glided in with seemingly no effort. The jackal stopped once his knot pressed against Lighting's tail hole.

Rather surprising to himself, Lightning let out a long moan as he was filled. He blinked a few times, panting against ball gag. The rigid rubber penis inside of him felt amazing. In fact, his own sheath swelled some under him, bulging against the rubber.

Thunder let out a small chuckle and slid back, pushing in again and thus started his thrusting movements into the smaller male. He grunted a few times, leaning further over the tied pup, allowing him to work his hips better and rub his cock against the husky's prostate directly.

This sent Lightning into a wave of pleasurable ecstasy. He murred deeply, his body rubbing back and forth against the table as the jackal yiffed him. His red husky cock was quickly out of his furry sheath, popping out of the top of the rubber thong he wore.

As Thunder gained speed and intensity, Lightning moved more on the table, the rubber thong sticking in place, which the underside of teased his cock, making him even more randy and wanting more and more of the jackal inside him.

Thunder grunted more, leaning further over, wrapping his arms around the purple pup's shoulders, gaining more leverage to pump his rod harder and faster.

"You're such a tight slave. So smooth, so soft, nice and warm. Just the way I like my slave to be." Thunder said between grunts and soft moans of pleasure.

Lightning's eyes were closed, deep in pleasure, his tail hole being worked well by the thick jackal shaft, pushing the pup quickly up to an orgasm of his own.

He was loving the feeling of the pointed tip teasing his prostate, the thick knot pounding into his tight ring, the jackal's rubber ball sac slapping against his rubber covered husky boys and the rubber thong rubbing against his own hard shaft.

It was that there that Lightning wished he could experience every single day. He was moaning submissively now, wanting more and more.

His wish was not long in being answered. The jackal grabbed up his leash and leaned back slightly, pulling the slack out of the leash. With excellent timing, a quick twist of his wrist caused the collar to choke the husky once again, and at the same moment, he thrusted hard and forced his knot into the purple pup's tail hole.

Lightning tried to let out a howl of pleasure, but was unable from the constriction on his neck and the gag in his muzzle. The jackal was moaning long and loudly now, holding the leash tightly as he used the last bit of his shaft below his knot to push him over the edge.

Lightning was oozing plenty of pre cum out of his tip once the jackals thick knot entered him, making the fur on his lower abdomen matted, wet and sticky. His head was whirling as the lack of air and blood to his brain was making him loopy.

His cock had grown exceptionally hard from the choking, making every sensation far more pleasurable. He heard the jackal howl, and a moment later, felt the knot swell inside him, and throb hard and fast, and a short moment later gush after gush of the jackals' hot ropes of cum pump deeply inside him.

That was all it took for the purple pup, his vision was getting spotty and dizzying as his sac contracted hard, and his load of husky seed exploded out of his body, soaking himself mostly, and the table in a huge pool of his sticky mess.

The collar released its pressure from around his neck, and he gasped for air, struggling against his weight on his chest, the rubber sports bra and his gag. He felt woozy from his hard orgasm and the choking. He lay perfectly still, sucking in big gulps of air through his nose, trying to get as much air into his body as he could.

The jackal occasionally pushed his knot and shaft a little deeper into the husky as a tease while he waited for his knot to shink in size some so he could pull out.

"Well, you are an amazing fuck." The jackal said panting some, reaching forward and pulling off the gag from the husky's muzzle. "There's only one thing that you're missing however..."

Lightning felt dreamy and partially looked back to look at the glossy rubber canine. "What is that?.... Master..." he said.

"You'll find out all in good time." The jackal grinned working slowly to pull his cock out of the husky, wiping his load off on the dog's body.

Lightning whimpered some. He was genuinely curious. He wanted to know what it was. If it was anything like the fucking he just received, he was eager for it.

The jackal snapped his fingers again and the wrist cuffs released from the table and the spreader bar between his ankles dropped to the stone floor with a loud clang.

The husky swayed slightly, trying to regain his balance. He leaned against the table for a moment while he waited for his legs to support his weight again. His chest and stomach fur were matted in his cum, and he blushed slightly at this, fixing his rubber thong, tucking his cock back inside the thin rubber underwear. He wondered what the jackal had in store for him now. He was told that he would find out...

-Part 3-

He looked around for the jackal and saw him sitting in a golden throne at the end of the room. He motioned for Lightning to approach with his finger and the husky did as instructed, approaching the nude jackal sitting in his throne, his rubber cock still fully erect.

Lightning kneeled before him, thinking it was the right thing to do and looked up at him. He was still amazed by the fact that he could see himself in the muscles of the jackal, wondering how what he was, was even possible.

"Suck it slave." The jackal suddenly commanded, his arms resting on the arms of the throne.

Lightning looked down at the knotted rubber cock, throbbing slightly still fully erect. This was his first real first rate view of the jackal's gigantic cock. It was canine in appearance, seemingly even shinier than this body was, close to that of his eyes.

His thick, full heavy sac hung down between his legs as if he hadn't just orgasmed at all. The husky moved a little closer to the jackal's sex organs, sitting between his spread legs.

He nervously reached his paws forward, and cradled his rubbery sac in his paws, gently massaging them and stroking them. They had quite a bit of weight to them, which surprised Lightning. He leaned forward and gave a slight lick to the tip of the jackal's shaft, his heart pounding in his chest.

"I said suck it not tease it!" Thunder commanded with a slight growl.

Lightning nodded and parted his lips and stretched his neck up and slipped the tip into his muzzle, slowly sliding it in and as deep as he could. His muzzle supplied plenty of drool, beads of his saliva rolling down the jackal's shaft.

He kept a paw on the sac, rubbing, massaging and gently pulling on them, his other reaching around the thick cock and stroking it towards the base, and over the knot while his muzzle bobbed up and down at the same time.

Thunder murred, leaning back in the chair some, but keeping his eyes open as he watched the steadily more submissively turning husky working his muzzle over his cock. He merfed slightly, adjusting his sitting and clutching the arms on his throne.

The pup's muzzle felt just as good as his ass did and he wasn't going to last long. The pup's muzzle was amazing, his rubber shaft sliding in and out smoothly and easily.

Lightning closed his eyes and focused on just sucking and stroking. All he could taste was rubber as if he was sucking on a balloon. He found that he liked this plenty, gaining more speed and squeezing his lips around the shaft, his paw wrapping tightly around the jackal, just below his knot.

Thunder murred for a moment, turning into a pleasurable moan, his paws moving to rest on the back of Lightning's head. His cock swelled again, and throbbed hard, gushing another load into the muzzle of Lightning.

However, this time it was different and certainly not what Lightning was expecting. Instead of gobs of semen like the husky was expecting, a large gush of liquid rubber poured out of the jackal's tip. His eyes snapped open large as it coated his tongue so that all he could taste was rubber. He was surprised that it was liquid at all as it was normal body temperature.

The cock in his muzzle sprayed out three more large, streams of the liquid rubber and Lightning gagged, pulling off Thunder's dick. However, the jackal was apparently one step ahead of him, leaning over quickly and holding the husky's muzzle shut with his paw.

"Now swallow it slut!" he commanded.

The taste of the rubber was very strong and slightly nauseating. Lightning shook his head, his eyes large. He wasn't about to swallow something that would probably kill him.

Thunder jumped up out of the chair still holding the husky's muzzle tightly. He tipped his head back forcefully and Lightning whimpered as tears welled up in his eyes.

"SWALLOW IT FAGGOT!" Thunder growled angrily, rubbing Lighting's neck.

Lightning struggled to try and turn his head to spit out the muzzle full of liquid rubber, but the jackal's grip was too strong. He stopped rubbing his neck and instead, pinched his nose.

"I'm not telling you again. SWALLOW!"

Lightning whimpered and with two gulps, drank down the black liquid, feeling it ooze down into his stomach. Thunder released his head and returned to his seat in his throne, watching the husky.

Lightning gasped and gagged dry heaving. He clutched his stomach and collapsed to the floor, writhing at the jackal's feet.

"What was that?" he cried out. He was having the worst stomach ache that he had ever had ten fold over.

"That was a load that will keep you in your place and claim you as my slave."

Lightning whimpered some, groaning with his upset stomach. He rolled to all fours, and heaved again. He was going to throw up...

He felt his stomach refusing the rubber and waited for the jackal to scold him, but it never came. He hacked and felt himself up-chucking. The rubber rushed up easily enough, only when he opened his muzzle to let it out, it coated the inside of his muzzle first, and lengthened in long drips, but never touched the ground.

He scraped at the rubber in his muzzle trying to get it out, but it only stuck to his fingers. He looked down at it in surprise and shock. The rubber wasn't black as he expected, but rather a pure snow white on his paws. He tried to shake it off his paw, but it wouldn't come off. He wiped one of his fingers on the sports bra on his chest and it stuck to that.

He let loose a sigh of relief, trying to get more out of his muzzle, some dripping out in his drool down to his rubber thong. He shook his paw again as he felt as if something was crawling up his paw and wrist.

He looked back to his right paw and screamed. The rubber that was still stuck to his fingers was crawling up his arm, getting bigger and spreading the white rubber over his arm. In even more shock, the rubber that stuck in his mouth began creeping over the sides of his muzzle, slowly covering it in white rubber.

He clawed at the rubber covering his muzzle with his clean paw, but that only got rubber on his claws, which began doing the same thing that his right arm was doing. He felt a tickle on his chest, and in horror, looked down and saw the sports bra being absorbed by the rubber as it covered his chest.

He looked down at the thong he wore and saw the same thing happening there as well, turning his sheath and sac into rubber. The strange tingle covered his body everywhere there was rubber. It was driving him crazy.

He jumped up to his feet and looked over at the jackal, who was sitting in his throne patiently, just watching Lightning. "Help me!" Lightning cried out. "Help... ackk..." he gagged as another wave of liquid rubber gushed out of his body, pouring out of his muzzle and covering his entire chest and stomach, which began to cover him quickly.

His right arm was almost completely rubberized now, he looked down to see that it was all conforming to his body as if he had no fur, and when the white rubber finally met up with the purple fur on his arm, it slowly changed its hue to match that of his fur, not slowing or stopping as it continued over his shoulder.

He screamed in pain as the rubber worked its way into his sheath and tail hole, turning these into rubber as well. His cock turned into red rubber a short moment afterwards and he felt his butt covering now as well.

There was more rubber covering him now and the more it covered, the faster it moved. His legs were completely rubberized in the matter of seconds, as was his tail, and in no time at all, his whole body was soon covered completely in rubber save for his head.

He tried to pull back the rubber as it crept up his neck, covering the back of his head. He pulled and tugged on it, but it felt as if he was trying to rip off his skin. He cried out, but this went silent as the rubber poured into his ears, muffling all sounds. He clamped his eyes shut as it covered over them and tried to scream again, but the rubber was covering his tongue and throat now.

He sucked in one last breath of air as he felt and smelled the rubber pouring into his nostrils.

Lightning held his breath for as long as he could, the tingling feeling leaving his body at long last. He thought this was the end, until he released his breath and felt the air rush out of his nose.

He opened his eyes slowly and looked around. The jackal was still sitting in his throne watching the husky. Lightning approached slowly, and looked at his reflection in the glossy black pectoral muscle of the jackal.

Then he dared to look at himself normally. He was rubber. Just like the jackal was. His paws rubbed over his legs, squeaking loudly as they did so. He was glossy, but not nearly as much as the jackal was.

He looked behind him and saw that his tail still could move under his own control. He turned back and looked down at his equipment and saw that the sports bra and thong had disappeared, leaving him nude.

"Wha... what happened?" he asked, trying to get used to the rubber coated tongue that was now in his maw.

"You are now my rubber slave." Thunder grinned getting up from his throne and approaching the purple husky.

The jackal's paws squeaked as he gently grabbed Lightning's arms and turned him to face him. He pulled the pup into his arms and hugged him tightly, rubbing his paws over the dog's body, more squeaking coming from the rubber on rubber embrace and petting.

Lightning murred, rubbing his body against the jackal's sheath smiling at the sounds made and excitedly enjoying being fully rubber. "Yes... I guess I am your rubber slave." He smiled, stooping to his knees and licking the jackal's sheath some before leaning forward and sucking on his enormous sac a little bit before releasing and looking up at him.

"What would you like of me sir?"

-The End-