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#You Are Safe With Me

"I'm a control freak, okay?", there said it. Done. No taking it back. It was like lifting a big weight off of my shoulders. Though, it was still lacking the relief part. Unfortunately.

The wolf cocked his head in an all too canine manner. "That's not the whole story now, is it?" He did not judge me by the sound of his voice. But now I found myself facing the struggle of explaining myself. Something I didn't really felt comfortable with. Then again I owe him that - right? I swallowed. Feeling compelled to expose myself just that fragile bit more.

"I'm... I'm... Listen, I got hurt bad in my youth. And ever since I've... I've..."

What the fuck am I even doing?

I stopped before I even started, but that's all Kane needed apparently. Soft was his smile and his curious, front leaning posture became one of relaxed understanding.

"I see." he spoke. His words as soft as his fluffy, black coat. "You're afraid you'll get hurt again. You fear being too close to someone will bring about more pain and suffering."

His gaze trailed off into the distance, thinking on what to say next. I gulped, not daring to do the same. My gaze fixated on his physique. That gorgeous physique I have long since been dreaming and fantasizing about. His imposing, muscular statue, his catching green eyes. How he ever came about to find an interest in me is still so far beyond me. Me, the average human just stumbling and trotting through day-to-day life. I wouldn't be missed much for when my time came, but he... the world would cry a river. How come that he-

"I would never hurt you." he said after what felt like an eternity. "But my words are but smoke and mirrors given that it has become your nature, right? Is there anyone you trust? Your mom, your dad? Family? Friends?"

I shake my head. Family was the reason I became what I am today. Friends? I'd never risk exposing myself to them. Who knows what could happen?

"So that isn't really you then. The calm, rational self that I've come to know. Just a masquerade behind which someone else lives a life of isolation. I cannot fathom the extent of sorrow you must feel behind your walls of solitude. I'm sorry for you. So very sorry."

Again I have to swallow. There's a knot forming in my throat and I can't seem to get rid of it. His words strike these walls like catapults. The impact is shaking me to my very core. I already regret telling him. What follows can only come with even more pain.

"I see my words are not lost on you." he comments, hinting at my watery eyes. He smiles again, but not with happiness, but with understanding and soothing calm. He stretches out his arms, reaching for me and before I know it I recoil. Of course I did, it's what I always do. Recoil and retreat until I regain my composure and my nonchalant personality. How I hate myself sometimes...

But he isn't having any of it. "Oh no you don't." and before I know it I'm caught in his arms, pressed against his fluffy chest. "The way I see it," he whispers into my ear. So close, that I can feel his breath and fur tracing over my prickling skin ever so slightly. "You're screaming for help, begging for it. But these prison walls are too high, too mighty to climb. Tell me, am I wrong?"

How can he be so sure of himself and his words? How can they hit so close to home and make me feel more miserable with every passing word? How can this big, dreamy wolf speak directly into my soul? I can't help but sob. I try not to, really, but there's just nothing I can do. The tears start dwelling and running down my cheeks, running into his luscious fur. I nod. What else can I do? He's hitting me right in the feels. With every. Single. Damn. Word. My legs want to carry me forth. Make me want to run away and hide. Break every bit of contact I have with him. He has come too close - he knows too much and as a result the pain is pouring in like my tears into his fur.

"Don't run, little one. You wouldn't come very far." he can feel my weak protest and the near involuntary movement of my legs as they try to push away. He really is a predator, he caught me with looks and holds me with words. I'm at his mercy and I fear what will come next. More pain, more sorrow, more anxiety? My legs tremble - half searching for a way to run, half from the rising fear. I fear of what he will find once he tears down the walls. I fear of what I will find once I see outside.

"It's okay. I will not hurt you. I would never. You can trust me."

Trust. There it is. The word I fear most. The concept of which I try to stay as far away as possible. All it brings is but pain and disappointment. Nothing good can come from it. And yet...

My tears run in streams. My body is trembling. My whole world comes crashing down around me. I will die here I can feel it. Something of me will die here in his arms and there's nothing I can do about it.

I blink. My eyes are sticky and my vision blurry. Kane's face enters my vision. His eyes glowing with happiness. His tongue rolls over my face, before I can protect myself. Something's different today. I can smell it in the air, even with my comparatively weak nose. I have trouble remembering of how I got into bed, of what happened. It's like I had a blackout, but without the hangover.

"Good morning, Jake." Kane says sticking out his tongue with a broad smile. "I figure you slept well? I can't remember the last time you were this calm." I groan and roll over to him. Wrapping my arm around his broad chest and resting my head on him. His paw caresses up and down back. His claws scratching me ever so slightly. "I still love you, little one. Nothing's changed. If anything - I love you even more now." his chest vibrates his deep baritone bass with every word he speaks. With it they bring the memories of the past events. Something I want to forget again. I want my blackout back. Regret is forming in me. Why did I tell him that? It can only go downhill from here.

"I didn't want to tell you." I mumble.

"But you did. And I'm happy you did. More than you can possibly imagine." he licks the top of my head again and I can't help but grimace. Waking up to being covered in wolf saliva is quite fun, but under different circumstances. Though, I can't deny, that I love the affection he shows with every lick. It warms my heart. "I always felt like there was something you weren't telling me. You coming clean with it means the world to me."

For him it might've been easy to talk about, but for me... I had trouble even bringing myself to agree.

"I will be here for you. Just so you know. It is not something that is dealt with in a single talk. I figure it might take months or even years for us to work through that."

"I'm not sure I want to."

"I will not push you. We'll take it at your pace. I love you too much as to risk hurting you by going too fast. But I am convinced, that it'll only get easier from here on out."

I groan again. "You and your never ending optimism."

"You know and love it." he replies smugly, snuggling his snout into my hair. He is right. Of course he is. I want to take it easy, but I feel the need to remind him with all the seriousness that I've got in me.

"This is a very sensitive subject to me. I'm not even sure I made the right decision by telling you. Just... be careful with me, please?" I sound so pathetic.

Kane looks at me, the smile gone from his face and the same seriousness in his expression, that I just had. "I care deeply for you, Jake. And all the trust you put in me will not be in vain. I'm sure to handle you like the fragile, little star, that you are. That I promise you."

He kisses me. It feels like an eternity has passed since I last kissed him. How have I missed that. It feels like the shattered world around me comes back together just little bit more.

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

Calm and soothing warm radiates from Kane throughout my body. I really do love him. An hour passes. An hour in silence, contemplation and togetherness. An hour of love and happiness. However, all good things come to an end. I feel my stomach grumbling. My bodily needs scream at me to be taken care of.

"My turn to make breakfast." Kane says, rising from the bed and pulling me with him. "Come on, little one, any special plans for today?"

I sigh as his body slips from my grasp. "No special plans. I was hoping we could spend some time together. The week has been stressful as it is."

"Sure thing, love." he leans forward and plants a kiss on my forehead, making me smile. "Anything you want to do?"

"Well..." I can't help but bite my lip as my eyes travel down his chiseled abs to his delightfully bulging jockstrap. "I can think of one thing."

Kane laughs and rises from the bed. Making sure each of his strides over to the drawer perfectly shows off his gorgeous form. "I'm supposed to be the horny wolf in our relationship. You sure you're not part wolf? Maybe part bunny?"

"I could be the bunny and you the wolf." I stop myself from rolling my eyes at my last words, but I can't help and giggle.

Kane laughs again and much to my dismay he dresses himself and denies me my eye-candy. "I'm sure I can think of... something, that we'd both enjoy." he flashes me a toothy grin and wanders off into the kitchen.

I sigh again. I should've just jumped on him, when I had the chance.

What's the saying? Good things come to those who wait.

Very well.

On with it.

Breakfast was delightful. As always when Kane cooks. His keen senses seem to aid him with everything he does. The fine nose being able to pick up just the right amount of spices and seasoning for every meal. Meanwhile I had a quick shower as well as preparing myself for what's to come later today. Hopefully. Maybe. Probably. I don't know. Kane being cryptic again. Damn smug wolf.

I suggested watching furflix, but he denied. Him being a wolf and all made relaxing indoors somewhat rare. Instead it was us hiking again through the wilderness close by. He loves it so I do too, I guess. Seeing him happy makes me happy. Also it's a fair bit of cardio, so it can't be that bad. That, of course, didn't stop me from my corny attempts at seducing the wolf.

"Powering me out so I can't run from the big bad wolf later?"

"Guiding me far away from civilization so no one can hear me beg for mercy?"

"Hoping I injure myself so you can be my saviour in the wilderness, that I reward handsomely?"

"Going-"

"Stoooop!" he giggles. "Patience, love. Patience. The day's young and we have all the time in the world."

I considered my chances toppling him over and just going to town on him, while he was on the ground. I dismissed the idea almost immediately. There was no way I could overpower Kane. Even though trying might be half the fun...

I took a deep breath and composed myself. Why was I so horny? Was it the relief of having told someone about me and my darkest, deepest secrets? Maybe. Or maybe it was because it had been way over a week since we both last had the chance and the energy to do something. Damn birthdays and social obligations...

Patience, I said to myself, patience...

It was late evening when I returned home. Kane had dropped me off and driven to the city to grab some food. Meanwhile I was seething in my own horniness.

Patience...

Fuck it, I waited all day.

I showered for the second time today, getting rid of all the sweat and dirt from our hiking trip. I didn't bother to put any clothes back on. For what I had planned there would be no need for clothes. With a deep sigh I let myself fall on the couch and started teasing my already throbbing erection. It felt like in forever since I last had the chance to do so - let alone the energy. So now I could finally-

"My, my. What do we have here?"

A sudden voice from behind me. My heart jumped into my throat and I jumped and turned, facing the door. There in the dimly lit room stood Kane a stern expression on his face. The shock stopped in an instant, leaving me breathless for a few moments.

"Kane, you scared the ever loving-"

"That is Sir to you, bitch. Now get your hands off of your dick." Kane stepped forward and I couldn't help but blink in disbelief. There he stood. Naked, except for a leather harness, rope, a box under one arm and a mean looking paddle in the other. He'd not been to the city to grab food after all. That sly-

"Now!" he growled and before I knew it my hand was gone without me thinking about it.

"Kane... I...ehh... you should've given me time to prepare. I mean I..." I stopped midway through as he quickly stomped over to me, grabbing my neck that I could feel his claws burying themselves into my skin and tilting my head back so I could look him in the eyes. A dangerous glint lay in them and for a second I felt real fear creep up my spine. That was so unlike Kane. He was always so sweet and caring. He wouldn't hurt a fly.

A deep and evil growl escaped his maw full of razor-sharp teeth. "You call me Sir, bitch. Try me again and you'll regret it. Is that understood?"

I gulped and nodded as best as I could.

"Good." he let go of my neck. "I can't have my pet be disobedient after all now, can I?"

Fine, I'll play along... His gaze wandered all over my body. It would've been uncomfortable, if he had been anyone but Kane... I mean Sir.

"No..." I replied, still unsure what he was expecting of me.

His gaze shot up to my eyes again. Fixating me in place. "I didn't give you permission to speak. You better do exactly as I say when I say and maybe just maybe you'll get some enjoyment out of this, too. Is that understood, bitch?"

"Yes..."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good boy." he petted my head. "Now present."

What? I looked at him in confusion. My mind only working slowly. He was short on temper it seems like. At least he played that. "Spread your legs, lift your arms."

I never knew Kane... Sir could have such a commandeering tone to him. If I didn't know any better I would've been scared shitless. I complied again. Somewhat uncomfortable this time.

Sir grunted in approval and made his way around me. The paddle wandering over my butt, tapping it ever so slightly. I couldn't help but shudder in anticipation as I felt the paddle strike with just a bit more force. When he came back in front of me he slid the paddle under my balls and lifted them up. Presenting them neatly. He bobbed up and down slightly. Just the softest of slaps and still they left me grunting, almost protesting. Almost.

"You'll do nicely, bitch." he growled again this time, but in approval. Something that made me feel somewhat easier.

I jolted as I felt a firm clap of the paddle on my butt. Again, I was just about to protest, but bit my tongue. I knew better.

"Lay down on the bed. Arms spread. Now."

I nodded and quickly went off. And there it was. The excitement building. So much more strongly than just with me and my hand on the couch. This was going to be intense. My dick started to swell again. By the time I was on the bed it was already back to half-mast.

Sir followed close behind. He put the box down on the nightstand and unwinded the rope.

"Stay still." he ordered and again I complied. This was the first time that we did anything more than just vanilla and slight roleplaying. This was going to be fun - and intense. He worked quickly and efficiently, leading me to belief that he actually knew what he was doing. Was that something that I didn't know about him? How exciting. A glance at his fat sheath confirmed my suspicion. He too was aroused by this.

"Eyes up." he grunted as he saw my gaze. "If you're particularly good today I'll let you have a taste."

Particularly good, huh? What would happen if I was about to be bad? He fastened the first knot and I couldn't even move my arm in the restraints.

My heart jumped again. Realizing that I left myself at the mercy of someone else. If he were to bind my other arm I wouldn't be able to free me. What if he had a heart attack and couldn't untie me? Or someone knocked on the door? What if the house went on fire? What if-

Sir leaned down close next to my head and whispered into my ear. His voice suddenly back to the Kane I knew and loved. "I can hear your heart beat and smell your anxiety. It's going to be okay, love. I'll take care of you. There's nothing to be afraid of. I know this will be very intense for you - especially after what you told me, but trust me when I say: You won't regret it. Should you panic however, just yell the safeword 'pineapple', okay? I'll stop everything and take good care of you. Promise." While he spoke I could already feel my racing heart stepping down a level. It's going to be okay. It's going to be the most intense experience to date, but it's going to be okay. I took a deep breath and nodded. "Thank you." I stole a kiss on his cheek and he smiled.

Sir lifted himself over to my other arm and repeated the same process there. Binding my arm in place - leaving me helpless and unable to defend myself. A powerful feeling rushed over me. Excitement, anxiety and of course a hot burning need. Sir stepped back from his work and took a good long look at me, his demeanor changed back to the Sir he pretended to be. My erection was throbbing and my breathing quickened by what was to come.

"Now that is taken care of. Let's see what we have here..." he trailed of as he turned to the box and opened it. I couldn't look inside, making my anticipation rise even higher. What would it be?

He pulled out a spreader bar and laid it next to me. A few very mean looking clamps followed next. A blindfold. A ring gag. A butt plug. A dildo in the shape of a canine. A couple of vibrators in different forms and sizes and he didn't seem to be done.

He really went all out, didn't he? Would he use all that today? Some pre landed on my stomach and my toes curled and uncurled again and again. The anticipation was driving me crazy.

"Don't keep me waiting, Kane!" I demanded and immediately regretted it.

Fuck!

Sir slowly turned his gaze from the box and looked me in the eyes. I have never seen him so menacingly. I gulped. "S-sorry, sir. It won't happen again."

He took a breath as if to steady himself. "I know it won't." his voice calm and collected.

Sir clipped the spreader bar to my ankles and grabbed the ring gag. "Open up." he was still calm, which was somehow even scarier than before. I did so without protest and he fastened it behind my head.

How was I supposed to say the safeword now? I tried swallowing, but it felt weird. No speaking for me then, I guess. I could still howl or scream if something was wrong...

He grabbed the paddle without saying another word and lifted my legs up by the spreader bar. Oh no...

I felt a sharp sting travel up my spine and I grunted in pain as the paddle hit my ass. This time without restraint.

"You won't disobey again, right?" he asked still calm and collected. I frantically shook my head and tried to voice a no.

"Nnnnoooohhhhhh!" I really couldn't at all.

Another slap, another sting. I yowled again. I tried to pull away, but I was bound fast. I tried to force my legs down to cover my ass, but Sir was stronger than me.

Another slap and another. And my arousal didn't waver in the slightest. My dick jolted with every spank. Was it turning me-

"Oooowwwwwwww!" I really wanted to rub my behind now. Heat and stinging pain radiating into my lower body.

"You." a slap. "Will." another slap. "Obey." another one. I grunted and bit down on the ring gag. To no avail. I was left at his mercy so I just nodded frantically.

The spanking stopped and I tensed up as I felt the paddle softly rubbing over my reddened butt cheeks. The cool wood was almost soothing in a way.

"That is for speaking without permission."

I lifted my head from my pained daze to look at him, but he was gone. I heard him rummaging in our fridge, before coming back with a big bag of crushed ice. We exchanged quick glances and my eyes fell on my raging boner. I quickly shook my head and he just nodded with a sinister grin.

"And this is for not calling me sir."

The searing heat of my abused butt was nothing compared to the ice cold suffering that came with the bag of ice, pressed against my straining erection. I yowled again, trashing left and right in my restraints, but Sir just pressed down harder, enveloping my manhood in coldness. My erection didn't last long. It shriveled away as fast as the ice was applied. I even stopped thrashing and moaning. Fighting it was of no use. Even if it weren't for the restraints. Sir was strong enough to handle two of me.

Sir proceeded to rummage through the box all the while the ice bag still rested on my groin. This time however I knew better than to shuffle it off or do anything without his approval. So I just endured the cold, that stung just as much as the radiating heat from my ass. It only took a moment and when Sir removed the bag and grabbed my dick I couldn't help but moan again. The warm paws were a relief and the touch long sought after. What followed however wasn't.

With swift fingers he put a metal cockring on my dick. It was weirdly shaped and quickly followed by a metal tube that he slid over my still shriveled member. Just followed by a distinct click and him showing his big paw to me. In it lay a small pair of keys. I looked down on my crotch. He put me in a chastity cage. A coy smile crept across his face.

"And this, bitch, is for reminding you of your place." he must've enjoyed my look of panic as my gaze wandered between the cage and the keys. I could already feel myself straining in the cage, but found myself unable to do anything else.

"I'll quickly take care of the keys. You stay right here and think about the consequences of your past and future actions." he lifted himself off the bed and left the bedroom.

I was so close to calling out. Asking where he was going. What he was doing with the keys. If I got to be free after this session - surely, right? I tried gulping again. I heard him open the fridge again, putting back the ice. I even heard him opening the door to the adjacent garage. He wasn't planning on leaving, right? Right?! I should scream pineapple. I really should. My eyes wandered to the throbbing erection in the metal cage and the lock without the keys. Kane said I should not worry. He promised me to take care of me. Maybe I should give it a shot. At least part of it seemed to like it... I steadied myself and took several deep breaths. It's okay, it's going to be okay.

And before I realized Sir was back - much to my dismay, but not unexpected - without the keys. He could read my worried look exactly.

"Oh don't worry about the keys. I took care of them. You might even get them back - that is if you're really good from now on. None of that disobedience again."

The cage on my dick jumped as if in response and Sir chuckled. "Part of you seems to be able to follow instructions."

I wanted to ask him how I was supposed to cum now. I haven't in over a week. I had hoped our little fun today would change that. But now?

A nod was all I could muster.

"Very good." he cooed. Sitting next to me and caressing my cheek with his big paw. "Look at you drooling." he commented, before pushing two of his fingers into my mouth. I immediately began sucking on them as best as I could with the gag.

"I think it's high time we start with the main course, don't you think?"

Another nod. He grinned and grabbed the clamps. Fastening them on my nipples, before I got the chance to react. I grunted and shook my chest in a weak attempt to free them. The clamps however were stuck and me shaking them caused the weights to pull on them and dig deeper. I moaned and stopped before the pain became unbearable. "I could've fastened them on your balls, too. So think about that, before trying to remove them." there it was again. The dangerous glint in his eyes. The one telling me that Kane was - behind all that - still a dangerous predator. The threat was unnecessary though, the jolting pain they caused when I moved to much was incentive enough to stop any further attempts.

Sir proceeded to put a smallish vibrator, not larger than my finger, against the tube of my cage and fastened it with two rubber bands. He turned it on and set it on a low setting. Just a slight buzz. Enough to make my already throbbing erection all the more uncomfortable in the cage. It was a tiny bit of pleasure - not nearly enough to push me over the edge, but enough to keep me very engaged.

Sir lowered himself down above me and started working his tongue all over me. Over my face, which I couldn't shield, my neck which I couldn't pull away, my tortured nipples, which elicited moans of pleasure from me, followed by the ever so slight tugging on the clamps and moans of pain. His magical canine tongue worked itself lower: Over my belly, tickling me and finally reaching my denied cock, which he expertly covered in wolf spit. He sucked on the tube, used his teeth to very gently pull on my balls and suckle on them, causing me all kinds of frustrated groans of pleasure. He had me a writhing mess by the time he reached my ass. Pre drooled from my caged erection and my shuffling made the clamps sting all the more, causing more pain and pleasure, which in turn made staying still even harder. A devilish loop, a well crafted one at that. Sir had planned this, I was sure of it.

He lifted my lower body up, hugging it tightly with his arms and diving snout-first into my ass. I couldn't help but cry out in the overwhelming pleasure that assaulted all me. His broad canine tongue working itself all over my pucker, diving deep, causing me to shiver and throb.

"My, my," he commented as he went up for air. "aren't you a needy one. Tell me, how long has it been?"

I roll my head back and try to speak. "Oooooer aaa eeeeeek" I used my fingers instead as I realized the futility of speaking.

He cocked an eyebrow. "And I thought it had been a day or two. That gives this cute little cage here" his claw shook my caged erection. "a lot more impact. How desperate you must be. No wonder you're so squirmy." he chuckled. Sir lifted himself over me, putting us in a mating press. He came close to me and pulled the ring from my mouth.

"Tell me," he whispered. "what would you offer me to make you cum."

"Anything" I moaned breathlessly, rolling my head from one side to the other in a faint attempt to deal with all the pleasure clouding my mind.

"Anything?" he cooed. "That is a dangerous word, puppy. It can get you in all kinds of trouble. Think again."

I tried to focus. I really did, but everything was clouded with pleasure, my judgement foggy. "I cook... all of next week."

"Boring. Again."

"I'll... I'll suck you off for the rest of our vacation."

"Ahhh... you're getting there, but still no. You'll do that anyway." he grinned as my eyes shot up at him. He was up to something more. "Next try and better make it a good one or I'll have to bring out the paddle again."

I gulped, licked my lips and thought to the best of my ability. What is it that he would want? My eyes searched the room for any clue, but with him basically pressing me into the mattress, there was not much to look at. "I'll stay in the cage for the rest of our vacation?"

It wasn't really something I considered viable and it was more a question than anything else, but it did spike Sir's interest.

"2 weeks? That is a long time, puppy. A really long time. But if you want to do that..." he lifted himself back up and shrugged. "Then it's a deal." the ring gag was fastened back in my mouth and he continued. "I would've suggested only the next 2 days, but well..." he trailed off.

"aahhhhhtt... I annt ahhhht." I howled and grunted and protested. Trying to roll back on what I just said. 2 days? Ridiculous! I trashed about ignoring the searing pain of the clamps and the vibrating tease in my crotch, but all I got was the ropes getting tighter and his coy smile. "I can't understand you with that gag, but I didn't remember allowing you to speak again anyway." his claws scratched over the wood of the paddle next to us. I grunted and shot him an angry look.

"Don't give me that." he said, swatting my ass and his voice became stern again. "You made your choice. One more word about that and I'll double your suggestion. Understood?"

4 weeks? Empty threat, right? Right?! I sighed and let my head fall into the pillows. There was nothing I could do anyway, might as well talk about that after this session.

"That's a good boy." his paw stroked my cheek. His fingers wandering into my mouth again and I reluctantly started sucking on them again. "Better do it properly. These are going in your ass."

I shot him another look, but his expression was just as stern as before. He wasn't kidding. I started sucking on these meaty digits like my life depended on it. Salivating them as best as I could. He flashed me a smile telling me he had the fun of his life treating me like that. And all things considered I did too. I haven't even thought about using my safeword, let alone feel any more of the anxiety. There was arousal and pleasure and excitement and nothing else.

The fingers popped out of my mouth and he gently pushed inside of me. Thank god he had worked his tongue so thoroughly. Now the holy trinity of pleasure was complete. My nipples, my dick and my ass all received pleasure beyond belief and the lusty haze that lingered in my mind took over every coherent thought I still had left.

I moaned out as he started fingering my ass. Slowly at first, getting me accustomed. Then working faster, bending them in just the right way, that he'd rub over my most sensitive spot. Jolts of pleasure shot through me like lightning.

"That's it, puppy." he cooed, using the other hand to rub my stomach. "Just relax and let me take care of everything."

Oh the lustful bliss. What more pleasure could I ever ask for?

The pads on his fingers were coarse and rough and with only our spit lubricating them it was a rough ride. But what part of tonight wasn't? It was also one of the most pleasurable.

"Oooohhhhhhh" I groan, bucking my hips. There is nothing for me to penetrate though. My toes curl in ecstasy. My mind is long gone. Replaced by everything pleasurable and painful. A nefarious combo working me to new highs. Heat started to build in my lower body. Mind numbing pleasure started rolling all over me. I start shivering, my eyes roll back, I moan out as I get overwhelmed and lost in a feeling that I've never experienced before. Stars before my eyes, spasming muscles and a tickling heat radiating all throughout my body. Every nerve, every muscle seems to be on fire. Sending me in what must be the absolute bliss. My heart is pumping hard, my breath goes hard and heavy and my pulsating blood is deafening my ears. I lose myself in it.

When it ends I'm left breathless. Out of energy and stupidly warm and giggly and oh so very contend. Almost. I have trouble lifting my head and focusing my eyes on Kane. It is now that I notice the missing ring gag. The nipple clamps are also gone. So is the vibration in my crotch and the spreader bar. A dull throbbing in my ass. His fingers? No. He is laying next to me and smiling warmly. "Did you enjoy that, love?"

"I... I..." it is so hard to speak. I'm exhausted. My muscles are slowly getting sorer by the minute and I feel like I just slowly regain my consciousness. I just nod and my head rolls against his shoulder. The rope on my left arm is missing. He wraps himself around me and snuggles close to me. Spooning me in the best of ways. "My other arm." I suggest weakly. Wriggling my arm for him, which is still bound.

"Oh no," he says smooching my neck just below my ear. "I didn't say we were finished." his paws fasten mine to the rope on the other side, now binding both of them to one post.

"I can't..." I groan.

"I know, Jake. We're done for today, but I still want my turn tomorrow before we're actually finished." he chuckles and snuggles me tightly. "Also, I love the idea of you not going anywhere, without my approval."

I snort. "Very well, but you better hold up your part of the deal... Sir. I still get to cum."

That was the part with the "almost". Whatever it was that shook me to my core was amazing. No doubt and given the chance I'd do it over and over and over again. It sure felt like an orgasm, but there was no relief. No release of pressure in my balls - not to mention that damn cage was still locked tight.

"Oh but you did." he rubs his paw over my crotch and brings it up to my face. He rubs it over my face and I let out a disapproving grunt. I really did cum. Slimy and stick cum was rubbed all over my face. It was all I could smell - almost making me horny again.

"You promised." I said, trying to lick some off of my lips.

"And I delivered. I said you could cum not that you would enjoy it. But I think you still did." he continued kissing the sores in my neck away. A very pleasurable experience.

"That doesn't count. I still feel pent up. It's been way over a week." my protest grew a bit.

"Nuh-uh, a deal's a deal. You're going to stay in that cage until the end of our vacation." his voice was playful - only the slightest hint of seriousness behind it.

"I could use my safeword." I threatened.

"You won't and we both know it, love. I know you will stay true to your word and I know that you enjoyed it far too much to call it off." that smug bastard was absolutely right and he knew it. My threat was as empty as my balls now. "Besides," he added. "You know the mailbox in front of this vacation home?"

Sudden dread came over me at the implications of what was to come. "Don't tell me-"

"The keys will be waiting at home for us."

I groaned out as loud and as frustrated as I could. Desperately wanting to claw at the cage, but it was of no use. The keys were gone and without breaking open the mailbox and committing some kind of crime I would not see them back. Besides, that would imply getting out of the restraints I'm currently trapped in... and getting past a 400 pound wolf. Yeah no, my fate was sealed.

"Don't worry, love. There's still tons of fun to be had. Starting first thing tomorrow."

I give up. I relax the rest of my muscles and fall back into his arms. Why does he have to be so smug about it and so sure of himself?

"Who's insatiable now?" I mumble.

He chuckles and his paw wanders down, caressing my sore bum. His claw slightly wiggling the buttplug in my ass. "Well, unlike you I didn't get to cum today. I'm still pent up from all that teasing and torturing. So I'd argue I'm still very... satiable." he stops and leans over me so we can lock eyes.

"On a more serious note: I know this was pretty intense. Losing control like that. I wasn't quite sure you'd enjoy it and I'm not sure denying you the ability to use your safeword with that gag was the right move. What I want to know is if you are okay? If you enjoyed that? If that is something that you want to do again? It is important to me that you know you're always safe with me and we don't have to do anything you're not comfortable-"

"Shut up." I interject and his muzzle shuts like a bear trap. His expression grows more worried by the moment. "I was more than okay. I enjoyed it immensely. I admit it was scary and I was about to panic a couple of times, but I always felt safe with you. There is nothing you have to worry about. Quite the opposite actually: Thank you for that experience. The most intense one I've ever had...yet." it was my turn to smile coyly.

He lets out a sigh of relief and lowers his head against mine. "I'm so happy to hear you say this. I was worried sick."

I kiss him on his muzzle. "I love you."

"I love you, too."