{"sf1_id":492492,"sf2_id":"GnD4pEpn","title":"An Unsatisfied Customer","author":"ProfessorPasserine","words":733,"posted_at":"2013-01-27T17:05:00.000Z","tags":["Bondage","Fox","Humor","M/F","No-Yiff","Punishment","Revenge","Whipping","Wolf"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/492492-an-unsatisfied-customer","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/GnD4pEpn","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/f5/a8/f5a8cf8e-e2e1-42c7-91b4-e8d0e5ebc9fc","description":"CAUTION: Not adult, but has some mature themes.\nSomething I wrote up real quick (about 5 min. I think) for a friend to make her laugh after a product purchased by a certain store didn't work. Hehe I kind of like it. Keep in mind, it IS a comedy so take it for what it is!","content":"I awoke in a daze, looking around to see only darkness. Eventually my senses gathered enough for me to determine that I was wearing a blindfold. I couldn't move my mouth either, and the taste of old rubber filled my taste buds. I tried flicking my tongue against the foreign flavor, but no movement was allowed. I had apparently been gagged as well. I perked my ears up to hear the low sound of a fire crackling behind me. A fireplace? No, most likely a torch...\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI could feel the warmth of the flames on my back. I was naked... or nearly so; judging by the tight pressure, I must have been wearing at least some fabric over my groin. I tried to move my legs, but to no avail. I instead only felt the restraint of cold steel accompanied with the sound of a chain dragging along the ground. My arms were in a similar situation, cuffed tightly together and held above my head, likely with another chain. Where was I?\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI tried to calm myself enough to figure a way out of my predicament. I don't know why I was chained, but I knew I wasn't comfortable with it. My tail flicked back and forth as I tried to remember what happened before I passed out. I couldn't; my mind was as empty as my vision. Then my ears picked up a faint click echoing around the room. The clicks were in slow tempo, and they were getting closer.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nClick, click, click... Even closer. I began to panic, thrashing my head about, rubbing it against my arms trying to loose the rag bound across my eyes. Every pant I released was unable to escape my maw, the gag muffling the sound to an inaudible breath. I even started to thrash my body about, hoping I could break the chains by some miracle. All the while, the sounds I had heard were encroaching closer still.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nClick, click, click... I panicked, trying to yell for help. Again the gag hindered my calls for attention. Even with the warmth of the fire my body ran cold with fear of what was approaching.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nClick, click.... The noise had stopped.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"He he he he he...\" an feminine voice broke through the air with a bone chilling laugh. I swallowed as best I could with the obstruction in my mouth. The voice was inside, there was no doubt about that. I was shivering at this point. Then I heard a few more clicks.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nClick, click, click... The sharp point of a fingernail dug into my forehead, slowly pulling my blindfold above my eyes. In front of me was a leather glove with sharp, black nails holding a card. I read the card, struggling to focus in the sudden rush of light.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"Lamebox.. Live?\" I muttered, unaware of what it meant. There was a silver line that was partially scratched off, revealing some cryptic letters and numbers. The card was swiftly pulled back, revealing the sleek figure of a wolf dressed in leather, white and gold fur poking through the exposed slits in the attire. Her head was left exposed and her mouth was curved into a menacing smile, showing a pair of sharp canines. She wore glasses, too, and the dim light left a glare that would shift as she cocked her head, staring at me with the same wicked glare. She leaned in closer and the glare retreated briefly, showing a set of cold, merciless blue eyes. For an instant I could see the fire from the nearby torches reflecting in her pupil, adding to her threatening appearance. She began to part her smile and leaned into my left ear.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"You've been very naughty...\" she whispered, laughing as she pulled her head back away from me. I glanced to my left and saw my Scam's Club uniform thrown casually on the stony ground. When I looked back up at my captor she was brandishing a whip.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nI swallowed hard and I heard her laughing menacingly again. She slowly drug the blindfold back over my eyes with her paw and I saw her face fade, grinning once again with that cold stare; darker and darker until I could see nothing.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe last thing I heard was a spine-tingling crack that echoed through the dry, vexing air...\n\n  \n  \n\n"}