To Run Away
Story by Wyatt on SoFurry
#4 of Master of Puppets
Ok... so maybe I rushed this part a little bit. But, meh... it\'s important for the story! Heh... anyways...
This story contains sex... from the start... between guys... shwing! Enjoy and stuff... sorry its shorter than usual ^_^
Tyler\'s grasp on Wyatt\'s waist was very strong. The tiger yelped and howling out loud as he felt the wolf drill into him over and over again. He was having a very difficult time supporting the weight of both himself and of Tyler.
Tyler\'s huge length slid easily inside Wyatt\'s now fairly moist tail hole, his thighs easily making contact with Wyatt\'s butt. His tail squirmed with delight. Wyatt was gripping the bed covers with both claws to stop himself from loosing balance.
Tyler\'s rhythmic motions got faster, slamming Wyatt roughly into the wall, pressing him up against the cold stone wall. Combined with his unusually high body heat, it was almost painful. But he didn\'t care. He wasn\'t allowed to care.
Tyler whispered into his ear, \"Having fun Kitten?\"
\"Yes!\"
\"Good... I\'m going to cum in your ass soon, so get ready.\"
The words sent shivers down Wyatt\'s spine.
It was almost pitch black in the room. Though Tyler was being very rough, it was nothing compared to earlier. But he didn\'t think the wolf could hold out much longer. Or rather, secretly, he hoped...
Wyatt arched his back, making more room for the impressive wolf dick being pushed inside him. He moaned as he felt it moving around inside him, pushing against his body. Tyler wrapped an arm around him and began jacking him off, very fast, with an unnatural strong grip.
\"Here... I come... Kitten!\" Tyler moaned, his grip on Wyatt\'s sides tighter than ever. He pushed in one final time, harder than ever, burying every inch of his cock inside Wyatt. At the same time, jets of hot cum filled Wyatt up, warming him up and sending waves of odd nausea through his entire form.
Tyler pulled away. He let go of Wyatt\'s cock, despite how close he had been to blowing his own load, and fell back. He lay panting on the bed. Wyatt leant against the wall to support himself, completely sore and exhausted.
It was obvious to Wyatt that Tyler\'s control over him would be weakest after he had fucked him. As he watched the wolf lying on his back, panting and purring, he could already feel his body slipping back into his control. Where it should be...
\"You look tired Kitten...\" Tyler mumbled, rubbing Wyatt\'s stomach.
\"I am...\"
\"Sorry I\'ve worn you out so much...\'
Wyatt smirked at Tyler\'s apology. \"It\'s ok,\" he replied, yawning, stretching, and then collapsing sideways onto the bed. Tyler hadn\'t noticed the swiftest, most subtle movement of his paw as he did.
He almost felt cruel doing this. In fact, he had to remind himself the discomfort this place had caused him over the last two days. It seemed as though years had passed since the moment he got here... but that would all change.
Tyler couldn\'t have possibly reacted in time, even if he had been expecting it. Wyatt plunge the syringe so deep into the wolf\'s furry bulk that, had he stabbed anywhere else, he might\'ve killed him. But any real damage was avoided, save for the poisonous green sludge now being pulsed around his veins, into his heart, and to his head.
\"You...\" Tyler grabbed hold of Wyatt\'s neck and squeezed. He could feel his fingers curling around his throat, forcing the breath and the life out of him. He squirmed, paws swatting uselessly against the wolf\'s incredible bulk as it flattened him against the wall.
This had been a big mistake. Tyler was going to kill him! He was going to be choked to death!
\"S...stop it!\"
Wyatt hadn\'t expected much from it. It had been close to his last breath, and he had wasted it in an attempt for petite mercy. But it worked. Tyler withdrew.
It took a while for Wyatt to stop coughing. He was dizzy, and felt as though he were about to be sick.
\"You fucking...\" Wyatt\'s frustration got the better of him, and he smacked Tyler\'s face as hard as he could. This was a big mistake. Although Tyler didn\'t react, it was very much like trying to punch a brick wall. He recoiled, howling with pain, clutching his right paw. It was now throbbing with pain.
Now he felt stupid.
\"Ok Tyler...\" He growled, ignoring the stinging sensation, ‘You\'re gonna\' tell me what I want to know, and then forget any of this ever happened, ok?!\"
There was a brief pause. Then Tyler, who looked very gaunt at this point, nodded, ‘Yes...\"
Wyatt sat upright, paw clenched, \"Where the hell am I?\"
\"You\'re in a jail cell.\'
\"No shit!\" he wanted to punch him again, but knew the results wouldn\'t be good. There was no point rewording the question in hopes for a different answer, \"Who are you?\"
\"My name is Tyler; I\'m a servant of the Master...\"
The master... he\'d heard that before! \"Who is the Master?\"
\"The Master of Puppets...\"
\"The Master of Puppets?\" Wyatt frowned, \"Sounds weird... who is he then?\"
\"The Master is our Master... he is our leader,\"
\"Yes... but who is he?!\"
\"The Master...\"
‘I know! But who is the Master?!\'
\"He is our Leader, the lord of-\"
\"Oh shut up...\" Wyatt snapped at him. This conversation was going nowhere... \"How is the Master controlling us? What does this drug do?\"
\"The Master controls his Puppets with a drug... a charmed poison...\"
\"Charmed?\"
\"Yes,\" Tyler blinked, \"The poison hands all control of your body to whoever has the most power at the time.\"
\"The most power?\" Wyatt frowned. That would explain why Tyler was obeying him... he had overpowered him! He had beaten him! That must be the key to breaking the control!
\"The Master is gathering mind slaves... we are his mind slaves...\"
\"Mind slaves? He\'s forcing people to become his minions?\"
\"Yes. His servants kidnap those who have not adjusted to life and force them into a new one...\"
Wyatt froze.
Those who have not adjusted to life...
That was him alright...
The memories of the last three months came pounding back. The moment when he had first decided to run away from it all... from everything he was failing at. His family hadn\'t given him the attention he needed, so he went searching elsewhere. He had messed up his life... there was sure to be an easy way out of it.
Living on the streets wasn\'t easy. His body ached from the bruises he earned sleeping on stone. His fur became messy, matted and very cloudy. Along with the added danger of perverts who assumed you were a desperate teen who would do anything for money. At the time, they\'d been wrong...
The worst part had been when the police officer recognized him. The Husky had walked him to side of the road and then, with a very gentle tone, explained that his family was looking for him. He was being begged to go back home. But he hadn\'t... He ran away again.
It had only been a few days ago that he realized he needed the money those men would be willing to offer him. It had been fine at first... the odd cock to suckle on, and twenty pounds in his pocket. He didn\'t let them go any further... sometimes, for extra; they\'d keep him a few nights; which was fine. A warm bed, free food, free TV. But they didn\'t want to keep paying for him for too long.
Then they\'d found him... these guys... The Master of Puppets... they\'d seen him on the streets and kidnapped him. Taken him here, ready to be forced under someone else\'s control.
Why hadn\'t he realized that before?
His flashback ended. He was back in the prison cell, an expressionless wolf staring him in the face.
\"Uhh...\" he sniffed, \"So... why\'s he doing this? Why\'s the Master making people his slaves?\"
\"His plan is known only to his closest minions. I do not know it.\"
\"Right,\" Wyatt figured he should have known that. A thought occurred... \"Is there anyway to cure the drug? Any way to break free of his control?\"
\"Only by overpowering the Master can his curse be broken. The spell to do that is not common knowledge.\"
\"The spell?!\" Had Jay been right about the magic? So... there was a way to end this all!
But...
Come to think of it, he didn\'t care about that. He just wanted to get out.
\"How do I get out of here?\"
\"Follow this corridor down and make a left twice, then straight ahead. There\'s a tram that will take you to central London.\"
\"Thanks...\" Wyatt didn\'t need any more information. \"When you snap out of this, you won\'t remember anything.\"
He was going to escape it all. Escape the Master... Escape Tyler... everything. He grabbed hold of his clothes and quickly thrust them back on, keeping an eye on Tyler. He was going run away, yet again.
But his first problem came when he tried to open the door. \"How do you open this?\"
\"Push, don\'t pull.\"
It was so obvious...
\"Jay... Jay!\" Wyatt hissed through the bars of Jay\'s cell.
\"Wha...!?\"
Wyatt watched as the mouse caught sight of him standing outside. Jay\'s jaw dropped, and he quickly stumbled out of the bed, taking care not to wake the huge wolf sleeping next to him, and tip-toed to where Wyatt as standing.
\"How the fuck did you get out?\"
\"The drug! I used it on Tyler; he told me everything about this place!\"
\"Who\'s Tyler?\"
\"He\'s...\" Wyatt rolled his eyes, \"Don\'t worry. I\'m here to get you out too!\"
\"How? The doors locked!\"
Even as he spoke, Wyatt couldn\'t stop himself grinning as he effortlessly pushed the door open. Jay blinked.
\"How the fuck-\"
\"Are you really going to ask?\"
They both grinned. Tip-toeing very carefully, Wyatt followed the instructions Tyler had given him. The wolf would have come to know. Would he know where Wyatt had gone? He shouldn\'t do... Wyatt had made sure he wouldn\'t remember it.
While they sneaked through the deserted halls, Wyatt explained to Jay the information that Tyler had told him. Jay remained silent throughout.
Eventually the two arrived at a very dark, very gloomy looking rail way station type of room. The tram, which was sparkling white, was waiting patiently for them with its doors open. That was their ticket out of here...
\"Wait...\" Wyatt stopped Jay as he tried to move for the train,
\"What is it?! Let\'s get out of here already!\"
\"But...\" He looked back down the corridor... back down the way he came...
Why was he running away again?
\"We can\'t leave things like this Jay...\"
\"Are you fucking crazy? Yes we fucking can! I want to go home!\"
\"But remember what Tyler said? The Master of Puppets is gathering minions!\"
Jay looked baffled, \"So?\"
\"So he\'s planning something, isn\'t he?! He wouldn\'t be doing this for no reason!\"
\"Well... I don\'t care, ok?\"
\"But-\"
\"Wyatt!\" Jay grabbed him by either side and shook him, \"What\'s wrong with you? We have to leave, now!\"
\"I don\'t want to run away when there\'s unfinished business!\"
\"Unfinished business?\" Jay frowned, \"What are you saying? Hey...\" The mouse\'s tone suddenly changed, \"Are you crying?\"
\"No!\" Wyatt yelled back. Jay recoiled, his eyes glinting, unable to respond. Wyatt was letting his feelings get in the way... Jay was right... they had to leave now.
\"I\'m sorry Jay... you\'re right, let\'s get out of here.\" Wyatt stepped forward, but found his path blocked by a very stern looking mouse. Jay was smiling, very weakly.
\"What?\" Wyatt sniffed. Instead of answering, Jay pulled him into a very tight, very odd hug. Wyatt frowned.
\"Yeah... ok then Jay...\" He patted the mouse\'s shoulder, however very confused by his antics, and then smirked.
Then everything changed.
A light, so bright it was blinding, cut between the two of them. Wyatt could hear footsteps all around them, and then felt strong bodies wrestling him to the ground. He could hear the voice of the dreaded polar bear, Ursula, bellowing at them. He was disorientated.
To the point where he passed out.
They\'d been caught...
Oh my godness! Captured! What a shame, but at least they tried, right? The next part is either going to be one, really long finale or spread over two chapters. ^_^ Either way, the end is nigh!
Toodle-pip xxx