A Bondage Story
A Bondage Story
By: agius (aka Takito)
Note: This is my second yiffy story - notice the creative title? My first was similarly called, "A yiffy story." I dunno if it's still up or not. Anyway, I don't have a plot - it's just smut. If I wanted plot, I would write a real story. Anyway, both characters here are above age-of-majority (though I never really state as much - I guess you could assume whatever you want, but for legal reasons I put the above in). All the standard warnings about boy-on-boy action, fetishes, BDSM, and extreme sadomasochism apply. If you don't like that stuff, I don't even know how you found this, but go away.
Anyway, this took a lot out of me, so please be kind. And for goodness sake, enjoy! If you get off on this, I've done my job properly. Happy nights!
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With a sharp jerk to the leash, Sara's mate pulled him onto the bed. It had been a wonderful day for the foxboy, being led around on a leash by the wolf that was now embracing him on the bed. The lupine leaned down and kissed him as Sara cuddled his lover, feeling the soft fur and hard muscles that had always been his boyfriend's grace.
Sara was a little on the short side, at a mere 5'6". He didn't mind, however - he had always wanted a taller boyfriend. Dashko was six inches taller than the fox, which made him just a little intimidating, but in an utterly sexy fashion. Dashko was muscular, whereas Sara was aerobic. Dashko had dark grey-blue fur, whereas Sara's was a beautiful vulpine red. Dashko was dominant, whereas Sara was submissive. They looked perfect for one another.
Dashko cradled the fox lovingly, and leaned down to kiss him, pulling up on the leash around his neck just enough to remind the fox who exactly owned him. Sara felt the heat of lust, love, joy and embarrassment flow through his body as his boyfriend's tongue slid into his mouth, and the hard muscles bounded by grey fur prevented him from attempting to draw back - not that he would want to, but it excited him to know he couldn't. Dashko's tongue toyed with his own, massaging it for a moment before moving on to explore the rest of his mouth. Sara let his own oral muscle cuddle with his boyfriend's. As Dashko's tongue receded into his own muzzle, Sara followed, anxious to give his boyfriend the same pleasure he had just received. He wrestled the wolf's tongue for a moment, and then felt the kiss being broken off. Dashko bit down on Sara's tongue gently as he broke their lip lock, smiling a mischievous grin as he did so. Sara felt a tingle run down his spine as his tongue began to ache from being stretched, and Dashko's sharp teeth upon it.
When his lover finally let go, Sara smiled back, sitting on Dashko's lap. He gazed into Dashko's beautiful hazel eyes, admiring all the details of his pretty face. Sara felt like the luckiest fox on Earth. The mischievous grin on the wolf's face grew larger for an instant as he tossed the fox onto the floor in front of the bed. Sara was surprised as he hit the carpet, the wind nearly being knocked from him. Dashko began taking off his shirt, and nudged Sara with the toe of his hiking boots. "Strip, my pet," he said in a playfully serious tone. Sara's face broke out in a wide grin as he eagerly took off the light shirt and pants he was wearing with all haste. Sara was getting into his submissive character, and didn't want to interrupt the master's task of getting his own clothes off. It was hard getting the shirt off without standing up, but Sara managed to do so, revealing his toned abdomen and thin body. Dashko removed his own clothing, displaying proudly his perfectly formed muscles - not the disgusting bulk generated by steroids, but firm and toned and just right. Sara nearly drooled.
"Hmmm..." Dashko was still smiling that wicked grin. "My feet have gotten sore from leading you around all day, slave." Dashko moved one of his footpaws up Sara's body, where he was still kneeling on the ground, and gently pressed on his mate's throat. Sara sank to the ground under his master's left foot, with the right one drifting steadily towards his face. "Massage them for me," Dashko commanded. Sara could feel that little bit of pressure on his throat just barely restricting his breathing - every muscle in his body tensed with his lust and heat. He brought his hands up to his master's right foot and began rubbing at his master's sole. Dashko rested the foot on his chin as Sara rubbed along the bottom, releasing the tension from the his master's tired muscles and providing a gentle touch upon the balls of his feet. He stroked along his master's calf, and Dashko put one of his toes into Sara's mouth. The fox gladly accepted and began to suckle it, running his tongue between the toes on his owner's paw. He gave each toe some attention from his mouth as his paws rubbed along the bottom of Dashko's foot. Dashko's other paw pressed a little harder on the collar around Sara's neck, beginning to restrict his breathing. As Sara finished sucking on each of his master's toes, he began to lick the sole of the wolf's right foot, but Dashko switched the roles of his feet, crossing his legs to Sara could accommodate the other without moving. Sara gave the other foot much the same treatment, taking time to suck on each of the wolf's furry claws, and even licking at the pads of Dashko's other foot. Dashko began to push even harder on Sara's throat, making him gag a little bit. The lupine pressed his left paw down on Sara's face as the fox tried to keep licking his master's paw. Sara became erect as he ceased being able to breath - Dashko held his grip firm, pressing his paw firmly into his slave's face. Sara's vision began to get blurry, and he got very dizzy right before the wolf let up, as Sara knew he would. Dashko became quite horny watching his pet gasp and gag for a moment, as he moved his foot down to caress his slave's hard cock. He wrapped his toes around it, gripping it just hard enough to tease the fox, as Sara's breathing began to return to normal.
"Th- thank you, master," Sara coughed, still on his back on the floor. He had never been so horny - his master knew each button to press with him, each kink, each strange sexual deviancy the pet enjoyed.
"Come on," Doshka ordered, jerking at the leash as he released Sara's penis and stood up. Sara had only gotten to all fours when Doshka began walking out of the bedroom. Sara had no choice but to crawl after his master, as Doshka occasionally jerked on the collar still around his neck to keep him off balance, and walked quickly so he would not have time to stand. They went through a door on the side of their bedroom and down a small set of stairs - crawling down them naked was extremely difficult, but at least the vulpine got a view of his lover's beautiful furry ass on the way down. They entered into an unfinished basement with a variety of tables and toys they had erected together - the perfect dungeon for exploring their various eccentricities.
Doshka walked straight up to a horizontal table - a piece of plywood on legs, topped with sheet metal. They kept it clean and polished, and it was always cold in the basement. The grey-furred master helped lift his slave onto the cold aluminum, turning him onto his back once more. Doshka climbed on top of his pet, holding Sara's legs down with his own powerful ones. He took Sara's arms in his vice-like grip and spread them, tying the straps screwed into the plywood around his slave's wrists. The wolf moved methodically down the fox's body and stretched out his pet's legs, leaving him fully exposed, and tied more straps. His slave was spread-eagled and unable to move in no time. Sara tested his bonds, at each jerk feeling the heat rushing through his body - being completely immobile excited him even more than the controlled breathing exercises that his master enjoyed so much. Doshka moved up the table once more, his large erect shaft staring Sara in the face, his legs straddling the fox's torso.
"So, toy," Doshka said in his husky voice, "what shall we do first?"
Sara knew it was a rhetorical question, and he should not answer. Instead, he stared at his master's large head, which was leaking precum already. Apparently he was deciding what to do rather than thinking of ideas... "Perhaps while I decide, you give me a little blowjob, hmmm?" Doshka said playfully. He leaned forward and placed the head of his dick at Sara's mouth, which the fox opened eagerly. Doshka lowered his body over his slave's tied form, pushing his cock inside Sara's mouth. Sara tried to absorb all twelve inches of head and shaft, running his tongue along each part of it as it entered his mouth. The fox swallowed as the head hit the back of his throat, and Sara was able to reach out with his tongue and lap at his master's balls. Doshka kept his position a moment as Sara stopped licking his scrotum and closed his lips around his owner's cock, beginning to suck and lick its length. As Sara's tongue began to explore the wolf's penis, Doshka pulled most of the way out, leaving only the head inside the fox's closed lips. He quickly brought his torso back down on the fox's muzzle, sliding his penis all the way to the back of Sara's throat. He pulled out and thrust back once more, none too gently face-fucking his mate. Sara basked in the rough treatment, and enjoyed his lover's member all the way in his mouth. He tried to wrap his arms around the wolf's waist, but his arms were tied - this only excited him further, however. His own penis, far from the action, began to leak precum as his master slid out and shoved back in once more, nearly gagging the fox on his penis once more. Finally, to finish teasing his slave, Doshka pulled all the way out, dribbling more semen onto the fox's lips and face as he did so. He wrapped his paw around his shaft and well-formed knot, allowing the last bits of fluid to leak onto his pet's chest.
"I know where I shall start with you," Doshka grinned evilly again. Got up over his slave, walking over his head and hopping off the table. Sara was so yiffy he couldn't see straight, and yet he couldn't stimulate himself with anything. He was tied, unmoving, and his penis couldn't even rub against the chilly sheet metal. He whimpered a bit, but quickly saw his master returning. In his master's hand was a blindfold - whatever was going to be done to him, Doshka wanted him to be surprised. The wolf wrapped the blindfold around the fox's eyes, blinding him from the dim light of the dungeon they had built.
At first he completely lost track of what was going on, but then heard the soft pads of his master's feet - the ones he was licking only moments ago - shuffling back towards the table from the wall nearest the door. Sara heard something squirt, and then felt a warm claw caress the skin just behind his scrotum. It was covered in a slippery substance that stuck to Sara - his master had chosen to use lube this night. How sweet of him! The claw rubbed along his skin from his nuts all the way down to tease his anus. Doshka ran his paw in circles around Sara's pucker, softly running along the skin around it, and spreading the oily lube about most of Sara's buttocks. Finally, the claw came to rest on Sara's tailhole, and with little abandon plunged in. Sara began leaking again as Doshka expertly massaged the inside of his anal cavity, trying to cover all the surface his finger could reach with the oily lubricant. He pulled his paw out for a moment to apply more of the substance, and then Sara felt a second paw join the first in its journey inside him. Sara's spine went wild with the sensation of having his master probe him, and he arched his back for more. Doshka pulled out his fingers for a moment, and then Sara felt something different there. He barely had time to relax before a twelve-inch plastic vibrator was shoved forcefully through his pucker. He gasped as the vibrator touched places deep within him, and he heard Doshka giggle as he hit a switch. The vibrator roared to life, pounding the sides of Sara's anus with a force more intense than most vibrators could muster. Doshka must have sought this one out - Sara smiled that his master was so thoughtful.
Sara felt something else, too - Doshka began to lick around the skin outside his anus while the vibrator pounded the inside. Sara moaned in pleasure, precum leaking down his balls and in range of his master's tongue. Doshka licked this up, further stimulating the sensitive skin between Sara's legs while the vibrator buzzed beneath him. As he stood up, he ran his tongue along the knot and shaft of the fox's penis, further teasing the poor slave.
Sara could feel Doshka climbing up onto the table, and then he certainly felt Doshka kneeling across his upper legs, further pinning him to the sheet metal. Doshka was carefully avoiding touching his slave's cock, as Sara didn't receive any stimulation apart from the vibrator still sending shivers up his spine at an incredible rate. He wondered what his master was doing, but then he felt a warm liquid splashing across his chest. He felt his master's urine work its way up his chest to his throat, and he opened his mouth to receive a drink. Every bit of Sara's body was raging with lust, and even Doshka's piss didn't taste bad. Salty, bitter, but not disgusting. Doshka moved on to soak the rest of Sara's face in the warm yellow pee as he expelled the rest of his bladder onto his slave. Sara hoped his master was enjoying this as much as he was - he felt so close to orgasm, even the slightest touch and he would explode. The heat his body was generating as all his muscles went wild mixed with the warmth from his master's golden shower, and even the cold sheet metal didn't bother him.
"You loved that, didn't you my pet?" Sara heard. He couldn't form a coherent reply, so he merely moaned in pleasure, his wet fur undulating as the vibrator continued to tear at him from inside. Doshka slipped off of him once again, brushing his tail along the middle of Sara's stomach as he stepped down from the rack. Where was he going now?
He didn't hear his master return over the loud hum of the vibrator lodged deep in his ass, but he heard a secondary humming start. His master wouldn't touch him now - he was obviously holding the purple wand. The small electrical arc generator worked perfectly with the grounded metal table the fox lied upon. The path of least resistance to grounding was always along the outside of the skin to the metal table, so there was no danger of causing heart attacks with the torture device.
"I hope you're ready, slave..." Doshka said in a sinister tone. Sara grunted in pleasure, then yelped in pain as he felt fire crawl along his left leg. His master would still take no chances - he always kept the wand away from his slave's chest and brain. But being tied up as spread-out as he was, that left a lot of room to inflict pain on. The pounding in his ass continued as Doshka drew the line of searing fire up his slave's leg, from the ankle to near his crotch. It felt like it took centuries, as what felt like a knife crawled along Sara's skin. He screamed in agony, but also in near-orgasmic pleasure as the excruciating pain excited him even further. When the arc reached near his penis, his master backed off, and Sara moaned as he tried to regain his breath. It hurt, but he was so excited he couldn't believe he hadn't come already. Doshka was amazing that way.
"Again, toy?" the wolf laughed as he put the wand next to Sara's other ankle, running the torture device up his left leg this time. Sara cried out again, not able to stop to take his breath. Spots whirled in front of his eyes as he screamed, on and on the pain seemed to crawl up his other leg as the pleasure in his ass seemed to build even higher, and his horridly teased penis pulsed to orgasm. The agony continued for an aeon as Doshka slowly but steadily drew the line of searing pain up his slave's skin. Finally it ended as Doshka pulled away once more, and Sara heard the electro-stimulation device shut down.
Doshka was gone for another minute - somehow Sara knew, despite the ghost sensations of after-pain assaulting his mind. He felt the body heat of his master returning and leaning over him. The lupine said something to the abused fox, but Sara was too focused on the sensations tearing at his brain to realize what it was. He could feel his nipples being stretched by his wolf lover's fingers, however, and as Doshka flexed and twisted, he understood what was going to happen. He still screamed in pain as Doshka forcefully jammed the sharp safety pin through the sensitive skin just behind Sara's right nipple, however. It bloody hurt! It calmed down quickly, but was extremely sore - much like how his anus was starting to feel with the overly large vibrator still stuck there. Tears began to leak from behind Sara's blindfold as Doshka pulled at his other nipple, twisting and flexing it. Either his master didn't notice, or (more likely) decided to keep going. He stabbed Saras through the soft skin behind his other nipple, both safety pins now sticking in one side of the nipple and out the other. Sara cried out again - the slight acidity of his master's urine only adding to the pain of the new wounds. Doshka pulled at each of the needles just a little, to cause Sara more pain and to make sure they were secure. The wolf then climbed up on top of the fox, resting his feet on the fox's chest as he began to put a plastic tie around Sara's balls and cock. The plastic shipping ties made excellent cock rings, as they could easily detach even after the large knot had formed as it had on Sara. Amazingly, Doshka's touch was so careful that he did not even brush Sara's tip, and Sara remained on the edge of no return, teased by pain and pleasure alike, but not to orgasm.
Doshka turned around once more, still standing on the fox, who was once again having trouble breathing with the heavy wolf on his diaphragm. Sara heard Doshka pick something off the sheet metal, but couldn't tell what it was. "This will be hot," the wolf told the sobbing vulpine, who was now merely sore in his ass - the pleasure of having a vibrator stuck there having faded an eternity ago. Had they been in this scene forever? He was sore everywhere - in his tits, in his ass, on his legs, and-
Sara cried out in pain as the hot wax hit his stomach. Doshka must have been holding a candle. He was standing on the fox, but was obviously holding the new pain-inflicting tool very close to his slave's body, and not allowing the wax much time to cool in the air before it abraded his pet's skin. The vulpine could almost feel his fur catching fire as the wax dribbled over his stomach, covering his belly button and sending waves of agony screeching through his body once more. He wished he were merely sore. The hot wax burned his skin all at once, and Sara's voice began to get hoarse from all the yelling. And he still couldn't cum!
The wax began to cool, and the searing pain in the fox's stomach faded to the soreness the rest of his body was in. He felt and heard Doshka get off him, and the vibrator continued to roar in his hole, which now felt like it was on fire. Sara began sobbing again - it hurt too much!
Doshka came back to the whimpering fox, and Sara felt the edge of a sharp knife come to rest on his sternum. This was new - they had never tried knives before! "I know you want this, my slave..." Doshka said, "I know how you like to suffer for me." Sara barely had time to suck in his breath before Doshka applied pressure to the knife edge, running a shallow cut from the top of his rib cage to his sternum. The knife wound seared in pain, and Sara screamed as he hadn't all night. He cried for mercy in pain and agony, as fire tore at his skin. The piss still soaking his chest fur aggravated the wound further, and tears flowed freely from the fox's eyes as he cried. The vibrator burned in his ass, the needles were sore in his tits, his legs and stomach burned, his face was still warm with his master's pee, and his cock was leaking precum like a fountain. The pain and heat spread through his body in ripples - it was like an orgasm in itself, but the best was yet to come. Doshka ran a claw through the very shallow wound, which caused even more fiery agony to rip through Sara, making him yell even more. Doshka's paw left the wound, and the pain calmed to manageable levels again. Sara breathed heavily, and then felt Doshka's claw touch the tongue in his wide-open mouth. It tasted bitter and coppery, and Sara knew it was covered in his blood. The knife-cut would not injure him, but it bled and it was incredibly painful. Sara sucked on his master's paw, trying to get all his blood off it, and to take his mind off how much he hurt, and how badly his cock begged to be stimulated.
Doshka soon withdrew his paw and backed away for a moment. Sara momentarily felt another tie being placed around his cock, which nearly exploded from the tiniest sensation. This tie was at the base of his shaft, and the fox was afraid he knew what it was for. Suddenly, without warning, the tip of the knife was against Sara's penis. He held his breath, but his master gently pushed the tip in the smallest fraction of a millimeter. He placed two papercuts on his slave's penis, which caused Sara to bite his lip and pant, but not scream. After the second miniscule cut, however, the knife went away, and Sara heard it drop to the floor. Nothing prepared him for what was next. Not the vibrator tearing his tail hole apart, not the lengths of stinging fur along his legs where the electricity had hurt him, not the needles in his tits, the wax on the stomach, the knife wound in his chest, or the piss on his face.
Doshka wrapped his muzzle around Sara's cock and licked and sucked with furious intensity. He allowed his teeth to scrape in the wounds he had just made, causing Sara intense pain, but the pleasure of finally having his cock stimulated, and the rolling waves of sensation tearing through him throughout the night finally caught up with him. Sara yelled again, moaning in pleasure, screaming in agony, hoarse from using his voice too much, and arched his back as his load exploded into his lover's mouth. Doshka swallowed the cum as fast as Sara could spurt it, licking the vulpine's penis as Sara arched his back with the animal intensity of his orgasm. He yelled for all he was worth, and it was the greatest sensation he had ever experienced, the waves of pleasure rolling out from his shaft through his entire body, rippling through his vast array of wounds and causing intense pain in all of them, which only increased the pleasure in his crotch.
Universes were birthed and killed in the infinite expanse of Sara's orgasm, but when it ended, it was all too soon. Tears creeped from his eyes at its loss, and he stifled a sniffle. "Th.... Thank..." was all Sara managed before Doshka had climbed over his pain-filled torso and began to kiss him passionately. The wolf's long lupine tongue reached into Sara's mouth and took with it much of the semen the fox had poured into his master. They tongue-wrestled for moments, the vibrator still going in Sara's behind, all his wounds still hurting, and his penis still hard with the rings attached to it. Doshka ran his tongue around his slave's mouth, coating it with his toy's own cum.
Finally, he pulled his tongue loose from Sara's mouth, and Doshka took off the blindfold. The dim light of the basement was not enough to bother the slave even after his blindness. Doshka crawled backwards, behind his pet, and turned off the vibrator, pulling it slowly and carefully out of the vulpine's abused behind. All Sara could do was breath, the intense aftermath of sex leaving him speechless. He didn't say anything as Doshka untied his feet from the rack and picked up his lower half.
The big wolf pressed the tip of his very, very hard cock against Sara's tail hole, and the fox just looked at him and smiled. The lupine smiled back, and shoved all twelve inches into his slave's rear in one hard blow. He jerked his waist backwards without pausing, and slammed his cock back in, knot and all. His balls slapped against Sara as he humped his toy quickly and mercilessly, using the vulpine's already stretched ass to pleasure himself. Sara moaned in a strange combination of pleasure and pain, nothing close to the atomic orgasm he had just experienced, but enjoyable nonetheless. His partner came quickly, ejaculating copious amounts of cum into the slave's behind as the grey-furred wolf howled in pleasure. As his howl and his orgasm died down, the lupine lay back on the rack with his slave.
"I'm sleepy..." Sara said, half-unconscious.
"You haven't lost a lot of blood... no need to worry, my sweet." The wolf assured him. "Let's just lay here a while."