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Kaycey muttered angrily as she flipped through the instruction sheet provided with her latest prototype, flicking the pages with all the attention of a four year old while she swore under her breath. "Oh, it's the absolute latest in technology. What could possibly go wrong with your prize specimen?" Her tone was as blunt and sarcastic as she could make it, sitting on the top rung of the over sized ladder leading to the top of the barn. Well, at least the tech her company had sent out had done all the heavy lifting, but even so, she still had to do the finer adjustments to the large and bulky frame herself.

"Space saving design? Uncooperative creature friendly? Gentle, soothing motions? My god, were they trying to... Nggh, kill someone with it or make it marketable?" The Vixen's bushy tails flicked rapidly to and fro with her utter irritation as she set the manual down again, grabbing the rafter beside her where the newest, shiny and ugly looking contraption hung. It was almost like someone had just seen something like this in Star-Wars and said "Hey, this is a great Idea!" By some sheer chance, the R&D lab had actually gone for it with a 'Viability study', and guess who of all the hundreds of technicians they had chosen?

She tapped against the small screen on its side, trying for the life of her to understand just why they hadn't stuck with her already proven control system on her previous prototypes. Heck, they had already sold the first fifty units to breeding program centers around the world. She'd gotten a raise, a promotion to 'Senior tech specialist', and a cushy new office, but that didn't help her now that they had essentially sidelined her crowning product for this... this... Thing!

The Device itself folded up neat enough, she gave it that much. From below, it would have looked just like a plain rectangular steel box, about six feet long by four feet wide. Inside it however, were sets of mechanical arms that would descend and 'trap' the subject before additional arms with various stimulation devices would begin collecting samples for the program. It worked on the basis of 'Presumed Instincts', the assumption that the subject wouldn't panic when they were locked into place and forcibly pleasured, that they would just instead enjoy the experience... She didn't trust it at all, even though Romulus had agreed to try it, albeit, reluctantly. She knew just what that crafty wolf would much rather do...

The perverse through made a sly little grin tug at the corners of her lips, feeling her entire body flush warmly. It had been a few weeks since she had last been able to make the trip out here to see him, the magnificent male far more than she could ever hope to find at the bars and clubs her other female co-workers liked to frequent... That, and she would have bet her life savings he was a far better lay than any of the males they picked up.

She let her head tip back, giving a wistful little sigh. God she had made some strange choices in her work and her mates. Looking back down once more at the blinking screen asking for input, she frowned, cocking an eyebrow. This... Machine was far too rough just from what she had seen in the prototype demonstration videos. It wasn't gentle, it wasn't pre warmed, and it was like a quickie. Get in, get the job done, and leave. She despised it in its entirety. Damned if she would let Romulus even try it. She'd find some other subject to use it on, assuming she could find one before the weekend was out... Heck, then she'd just feel bad for that wolf instead.

Resting her head in her paws, she sighed, before flicking the screen's cover closed, cursing. "Close enough." It was a catch twenty-two, no matter how she went about it. Maybe she could go back to the city and find one of those drunken assholes who had tried hitting on her last week. Yeah, they'd make some great subjects, and she could just sit back and laugh while the machine drained them for every last drop in a more than literal sense. Turning around and gripping the ladder rungs, she began her climb back down to the concrete floor of the barn.

She'd been watching for Romulus almost every twenty minutes, just peaking her head outside, scenting the air, looking for any sign of him. Perhaps he had forgotten she would be here a day early? It was possible, the full moon wasn't until tomorrow night, and that was normally when they met each month for her 'testing'. She opened the large red doors once again, looking out across the clearing to the tree line where she was so accustomed to seeing him appear from. It was already approaching two o'clock, and the sun was still high in the clouds.

"Where are you Wolfy...?" She mumbled quietly to herself, taking a few steps out onto the yellowing grass. She wasn't sure what she was planning to do. Even if he did show up after she had gone looking for him, she knew he could track her down, but that wasn't her concern. He had never been late before... Perhaps the sight of the other male helping her to install the device had scared him off? Or made him jealous... She cringed, picking up her pace as she jogged towards the tree line.

She'd forgone her lab-coat entirely for now, the tank top and blue jeans she normally wore were far more comfortable in the late spring heat, and they made navigating the woods a lot easier. Her pointed ears twitched as she listened for the familiar footfalls of the massive Alpha wolf, but all she heard was the running of the stream and the sound of birds in the thick woodland canopy above. Following a deer trail they often used, she carefully navigated the path, sliding down a pair of moss covered boulders as she searched for the creek that ran through the woods. Romulus had mentioned previously that his den was by the mouth of it, close to the shore of a small lake nearby. Perhaps she could find him there?

She tread carefully along the slippery banks of the stream, watching the schools of tiny fish swimming in the almost crystal clear waters... She'd been trying for a few weeks to find property for sale up here so she could be closer to the Wolf who ruled these woods, so far with little luck. It would be nice just to be able to roam the forest every morning like her and Romulus did whenever she was here. Even just being away from the city made her feel thrice as good instantly, and wandering the woods while talking with him was the best stress burning she had ever done.

But now that stress was slowly creeping up on her in the form of a nagging worry at the back of her mind. Maybe while she had been away he'd moved on, or found himself a different mate, or one of a thousand possible scenarios that played through her mind like a jumble of out of tune notes from a dramatic sounding violin. She quickened her pace, feeling her anxiousness rising up in the back of her throat with her breakfast. As it turned out, she had good reason for her gut instinct.

She found him on the edge of the lake, lying down outstretched with bloody gashes along his side, the massive wolf letting out quiet whimpers between shallow, pained breaths. His pelt was matted in dried blood, and she felt an icy chill of dread rush over her. "Romulus!" She cried out as soon as she spotted him, her feet splashing as she cut across the shallows at the edge of the lake to reach the injured male, skidding her pants in the mud as she slid down on her knees beside him, a careful paw resting against his flank.

He tiled his head slowly, grunting as he looked up at the Vixen with clearly weary eyes. "Hey... I was beginning to wonder how long it would take for you to come looking for me... I would have walked to meet you, but..." He paused, looking down across his side before his rest his head down, guided into her lap by her tender paws. "It's not as bad as it looks; most of it's not mine." He tried to chuckle, but just ended up grimacing, a quiet 'oww...' punctuating his attempt at laughter.

"What happened?" She asked with her concerned filled voice. Looking him over, his shoulder had some deep claw marks in it, and another set had raked across his abdomen. His left ear was torn slightly, but from what she could tell, nothing serious had been hurt. The reassuring realization didn't make him any prettier to look at however... Without even thinking about it, she raised her paws, tugging her tank top up and over her head, exposing her white furred belly and breasts to the wolf, quickly bundling the fabric and dunking it beneath the water. She'd gone without a bra for no other reason that it made one more thing to get out of the way, but she had been expecting to undress in an entirely different situation to this today...

Romulus seemed entirely mesmerized and stunned by the sudden display, looking up with what could pass for a wolfish grin, right up until she splashed the cold, soaked top down against his thigh, the sudden chill making his furred sac and sheathe tighten up as the water dripped down over his hips, and not in an enjoyable way. "My brother came to find m-Ach! Gentle, please..." He yipped as the cold liquid bit into the cuts against his belly, the Vixen trying to clean the grime and dirt from the open wounds. She already knew she'd have to find some bandage when she could get him back to the barn...

"Your brother? One of your family did this to you? I thought you said you were the only wolf like you there was?" Kaycey quizzed him, her previously white top now stained pink as she washed the wolf's pelt off with cautious wipes and dabs.

"The only one like me, yes... My brother, Remus... He is not like me at all. I thought him dead when he was taken by hunters while we were still cubs. He wanted to take this forest for his own, starting by removing me from it." Romulus growled quietly, gritting his teeth as the female dabbed at his shoulder, his fore paw jerking painfully as she scrubbed a clump of mud from the tears in his flesh.

The vixen swiveled her head around quickly, looking over her shoulders for any sign of this new threat to her favorite wolf, baring her teeth just slightly before she turned her attention back to Romulus. "But you fought him off, right?"

He hesitated a moment, grimacing as her cleaning became a little rougher on his bruised and bloodied skin. "Somewhat... I gave worse than I took, and he retreated to lick his own wounds, but he will be back soon to try and finish the job if-" He was going to finish, but a sudden paw holding his muzzle silenced him, his eyes flicking up to look at Kaycey as she snarled almost silently.

"Oh no he won't. Not if I have anything to say about it." She growled in a display of predatory fierceness that Romulus had never seen in the Vixen before. Wet, muddy, and topless as she might have been, at that moment, she felt as if she could take on the entire world. One giant Alpha wolf would be nothing, and she had just the plan to get him too... If she could get Romulus back to the barn.

"I have an idea, but we need to get back to the barn. Do you think you can walk?" She asked quickly, ringing out her top with a wet squishing noise. She'd done the best she could with what she had to clean him up, and his fur didn't look like he'd been murdered at least now. What blood was left matting his fur would have to be washed out later, after they'd taken care of their first problem.

"I may be able to, just... Bear with me if I'm a little slower than usual..." He grunted, rising up to his feet with some help from the now muddied vixen. That was the least of her concern however, her focus almost solely on the wolf's injuries, save for her ears which swiveled and turned like radar dishes, listening for any sign of this new threat to her wolf.

"Well come on. We can't just wait around here. We need to get some disinfectant into those wounds before they have a chance to fester from the mud, and I need to make sure my idea will work..." She ushered him onwards with a gentle pat on his rump, nudging him towards the stream and the deer trails back to the barn, helping him up the smooth stones where she needed to.

Kaycey was not at all impressed by this turn of events, but she didn't have time to dwell on it if his brother, as it were, could return at any time. They would not be hard to track down, not with the trail of dripping blood Romulus was leaving behind him at infrequent patches. Any competent wild animal could follow a scent trail without much difficulty. Using the stream to keep it to a minimum at least might buy her a little time.

He didn't speak much as they staggered back to the barn, and she couldn't blame him. He could have been killed before she found him, and neither of them wanted to dwell on those sorts of dark thoughts... She was simply happy he was alive, that she had gotten to him in time. Her instincts had proven right this time; perhaps some of Romulus's wild nature was beginning to rub off on her...

Even so, their progress was slower than she would have liked. The stream that had taken her only a few minutes to follow down costing them a good half an hour on the return trip, and another ten through the trees to the edge of the forest before the barn even came into sight. She hurried him across the open field around it, sending him straight inside to lie down while she ran to her car, hoping the first aid kit was still inside the glove compartment.

She yanked the door of the small sedan open, rummaging through its contents for a moment before she found the bright red back, the large white cross on its front making her sigh in relief. She hurried back to the barn, not wanting to waste any more time than they had already, when something made her stop, looking back out towards the woods.

The wind blew through the trees, rustling their leafs, and somewhere in the distance a songbird called out, but aside from that, nothing else stirred... She could have sworn she had seen something darting between the shadows, but she didn't have time to investigate it. Romulus needed treatment before anything else... She knew her eyes weren't playing tricks. Whatever was out there was close at paw, and she doubted she had much time to prepare before this "Remus" came for them.

In the thick foliage nearby, a pair of golden eyes watched on, unseen and unheard, and ever curious about this strange new ally that its quarry had made as she slipped inside the large red structure. Trapped like rabbits in their warren, Remus thought to himself with a smirk, his tail flicking...

Back inside, Kaycey found Romulus rather happily curled up on a pile of wash-rags intended for cleaning this new device they had sent her, the wolf having appropriately decided they were better suited as a makeshift bed. She might have let it slide if he hadn't immediately started bleeding on them. "Romulus, get up! I need to see your wounds and you're bleeding on my only clean..." She sighed, before letting it go with a wave of her paw. "Forget it. I wasn't going to clean the damned thing anyway. Just, let me get a few that aren't soaked out." She said, carefully tugging some from the bottom of the pile that had yet to be stained.

With a gentle paw, she wiped at his wounds, cleaning them up more than her wet shirt alone had, opening the kit beside herself and pulling from it a bottle of disinfectant. She grimaced when she looked at the size of his biggest scratch, unscrewing the lid. "I'm not going to lie, but this will hurt..." Romulus nodded, scooping up a muzzle full of the scattered rags and gripping them between his teeth, biting down as he yelped when the first searing contact came. She dabbed at it some more, drying the foaming liquid off with a frenzy of quiet 'Sorry's, her ears folding back apologetically.

She wiped the wound clean, before holding the makeshift patch over his gash, looking around briefly for something to fasten it in place with. Her free paw scrabbled through the medical kit, pulling out a roll of gauze and tape, and she made quick work with her teeth tearing the roll down into pieces, stretching it around the edges of the gauze and swapping the cloth out for it. It wasn't much of a proper suturing job, but considering she had no medical training, she nodded, proud of her work. "One down, a dozen to go, right?" She chuckled quietly, trying to lighten the situation just a little.

Romulus didn't seem to see the humor in the situation though, his tail thumped down against the concrete floor with his teeth bared. She could tell it wasn't threatening to her in any way, but the he was still in some serious discomfort, not that she could blame him... Poor boy. Carefully, she lowered her paw to rub across his flank, gently brushing her fingers across his darkly furred sheathe, cupping his hanging orbs in her palm with a sly grin upon her maw. With a teasing, sing song voice, she leaned down, whispering into the Alpha wolf's ear sultrily. "You like that Wolfy?"

He let his tongue lull slightly from his muzzle in response, visibly relaxing as she rubbed at his maleness's furry home, giving him a tender squeeze as he paw wrapped fully around him, thumb playing over his emerging tip...

And then he yelped as she poured antiseptic into the next large cut she found with her free paw, the pleasure at his nethers suddenly gone again. "Good; now hold still and this will be easier." She poked her tongue out at him playfully as he shot an icy glare at the vixen, the female leaning down and placing a soft kiss on the tip of his nose, the damp, leathery black tip pressing against her warm lips for a brief, but sweet peck. "Maybe after these have healed a little..." She teased, setting to work covering the now disinfected gash with the gauze tape.

He waited some time to make his move, the lankier, but equally muscled brother of Romulus taking his sweet time in scoping out the barn. The large red structure had not been in place the last time he was here, before he was taken from his rightful home. None of the other wolves here would challenge him. He was twice their size, even larger than his brother. He didn't look quite as muscled however, a much leaner, gaunter figure about him, but if anything, it just made him look more intimidating when he snarled...

The Vixen and his brother had not left since he had been watching, but he figured that now would be his chance. Both were likely resting from their journey back through the woods. He had watched every pained step his brother had taken, and the exhaustion building on the vixen's features as she tried to move him along. They would be tired, weak... He could get rid of both before they knew what had hit them. Slowly, he padded out from the thickets, his body kept low as he moved quietly and quickly across the clearing.

It had been nearly an hour since Kaycey had finished patching up Romulus's injuries, the wolf resting quietly in the back corner of the barn while she set the last few stages of her trap into place. The device hanging above her head looked none the less appealing to her than it had when she had finished installing it, but hopefully, it would serve the purpose she needed it to. She finished mounting the small remote into its bracket against one of the large wooden struts that extended to the ceiling, before stopping a minute to admire he handy work. Assuming the wolf, Remus, didn't spot them right away, this plan might just work...

She tapped her breast pocket of her lab coat, now the only thing she wore, making sure the bottle of pheromones was still there as she walked back over to check on Romulus. She knelt down to brush her paw along his flank, a soft smile on her lips. He'd be alright, the worst was over for him, and the scrapes and gashes on his sides had begun healing up, scabs forming to stop the blood leaking away. She looked down at her own tank top, stained pink from where she had used it as a sponge. At least she didn't have to go home to anyone and explain this, she mused with a quiet chuckle.

Stretching herself back out, she flicked her bushy tail from side to side, the cool air against her bare legs almost comforting in a way, but at the same time, it reminded her of one crucial flaw in her plan... She needed a mount to use as bait to lure Remus into position, if everything went according to her hastily thought out plan... And unfortunately, a dummy mount wasn't something she had with her this time. Romulus hadn't liked that part at all when she had explained it, but she had to make sure they could get him in the right position for everything to work.

She padded back over to the deliberately cracked barn door, peering outside her ears perked and alert. A sudden growl and a heavy weight landing against her chest made her yipe in surprise and fear as a set of teeth clamped down where her muzzle had been but a second before, the Vixen toppling backwards like a Georgia pine. She scrambled away from the menacing wolf now stalking his way in through the doorway, her paws and feet pushing her away from him. Shit! He was here!

"Well, well, well... What have we here? The alpha wolf's vixen bitch? Where is my brother, female? I'm afraid I have come to dispose of him for good now..." Remus sneered arrogantly, his head turning to look around the barn as he paced slowly closer to the retreating vulpine. Kaycey span on the floor, rolling onto her belly and crawling away when a sudden, knife like pain grabbed her tail, causing her to freeze in her tracks, looking pleadingly over at where-. Oh god... Romulus wasn't in his blankets where he had been. Where had he gotten too?!

She could feel the wolf's hot breath against her flanks, her orange tail gripped between his teeth with a threatening growl echoing out, reminding her to stay put. She looked forward desperately, trying to inch herself closer into the middle of the barn... She had to get him there, or else this would all be for naught. She lifted one paw slowly, the grip on her tail lessening as Remus called out, taunting his brother.

"Where are you Romulus? Have you fled so easily? Abandoned your little fuck toy with so little care for her well being? I should have expected as much from you, you sniveling coward." He laughed, jaws parting just slightly. Kaycey seized her chance, diving forward and scrabbling a few feet away into the middle of the barn before the powerful jaws clamped down around her tail again, making her bark out in pain as his teeth pierced her skin. She turned, yanking the bottle from her jacket's pocket, and spraying the aerosol mist right into his eyes. It made him let go for an instant in surprise that his prey had fought back, but then he inhaled it.

Bitch pheromones. Wolf bitch pheromones. He growled again as Kaycey tried to get back to her feet, the wolf's paws landing in the small of her back and pushing her down before they wrapped around her middle, his teeth closing around the nape of her neck. She whimpered submissively, her tail tucked between her thighs as Remus snarled at her. "You bitch, you think you can con me with such tricks. You're the only bitch who's going to be in need here. If your Romulus shows up, he can just watch how a real wolf breeds!" He taunted her, his hips rolling in the air as his pink, tapered flesh began to emerge from his sheathe.

Oh god, this is what she had been afraid of, but where was Romulus?! He was supposed to be here before this happened! She was beginning to panic, and Remus's teeth only clamped down harder on her neck, demanding her to move her tail. When she didn't, he whipped his head back, jerking her neck painfully, yet still she resisted. Where the hell was that mongrel bastard?! She was about to risk being raped to save his hide, if he had ran off-

There! She spotted movement out of the corner of her eye, a large figure moving around the back edge of the barn, keeping to the shadows where the fluorescent lights didn't illuminate. When he had neared the control panel on one of the supports, she made her move, and prayed that this didn't backfire horribly on her. "Now!" She cried out, putting all her strength into lunging forward, lying down beneath the wolf.

Remus looked up in confusion, releasing his grip on her neck as his brother finally showed himself, his interest in this vixen bitch lost for the moment now that his real target had shown himself. He could deal with her later, while he brother lay dying. But he cocked his head when Romulus did a most peculiar thing. He reared up, his forepaws scrabbling against the support beam of the roof, almost like he was trying to climb it-

He yelped in surprise a moment later when two cold clamps gripped around his hind legs, the traitorous sibling suddenly finding himself dangling with his forepaws a good few inches above the ground. He barked and shouted in protest, squirming and thrashing as much as he could as the metal plate on the ceiling folded open fully, revealing numerous long metal limbs extending from its belly. "Release me at once! I am the rightful ruler of this place! Romulus, you coward! Fight me fairly!"

Kaycey slowly rose to her feet, looking over at Romulus with a quiet sigh of relief. "Took you long enough." She jested, before straightening her lab coat, and walking over to the metal desk on the East side of the barn, fetching her voice recorder from its surface, as well as her clipboard, before padding back over to the Dangling Remus as a leather sling slipped into place to support his chest. A second set of metal clamps gripped the large, lanky wolf's fore paws as well, as four camera's descended into position to record the whole incident. Romulus wandered his way across the concrete floor to sit himself by her side, entirely ignoring his brother's shouts.

"Let's begin, shall we?" Kaycey grinned, holding up her recorder as she began speaking. "Subject oh dash oh one three, a genetic relative of oh dash twelve's has been selected for testing of this new model. Subject is..." She clicked off the recorder for a brief second. "Frankly an asshole who thought he could rape me and get away with it." She clicked it back on. "Approximately two hundred pounds, well within the operational limits of the new collector. The restraints are in place; however, he still seems to be showing signs of resistance and fear of the device."

She shot a grin to Romulus, his tail now wagging as he watched his brother get his just deserts, apparently quite remorseless. "Look at it this way Remus." He called, as Kaycey collected the devices remote, clicking a button and watching as a new limb with some sort of breathing mask slid down, closing around the thrashing wolf's muzzle and silencing his protests. "...At least now you'll get all the pleasure in the world."

"If he can keep up with it..." Kaycey added, scrawling something down on her notes. "The breathing mask is now in place, a mixture of pheromones and low dose nitrous oxide is designed to help calm and arouse the subject, lowering their distress levels." She watched as Remus's thrashing and protests slowly became less and less, another new arm, this one with a long tube and collector on the end sliding down. Guided by the cameras and some sophisticated recognition software, it slid beneath the wolf's belly like a snake, before the end of it engulfed his glistening length, slowly sealing itself over his member.

"It's not as nice as yours." She teased Romulus, reaching down the gently scruff between the wolf's ears. "Thanks for saving me from... Yeah..." She blushed slightly, looking down at her feet. Romulus lapped his tongue across her palm in a sweet sort of acknowledgement. "Of course..." He growled happily.

Remus's world was starting to feel... Hazy. He knew he was trapped, like he had thought the Vixen and his brother had been, but it had been an ambush all along. Damn them both, damn them both to hell! He would get back at them somehow... But right now, his limbs felt tike dead weight. Whatever they were forcing him to breath, it was working. He could smell the same scent that the vixen had sprayed at him and something else as well, sweet, but not oxygen. His own body was reacting to it all entirely against his will.

He felt his wolf hood, fully exposed from his sheathe being gripped and surrounded by something warm and tight, some sort of orifice of this machine that had trapped him. It was not entirely unpleasant either, and he could feel his hips trying to rock with primal mating instincts kicking in, and the orifice just seemed to accept it, rocking back in time with his thrusts, sinking himself ever deeper until his knot was pressed against its opening.

"Subject has calmed down now, and is reacting to the assumption of presumed instincts. Copulation with the new device is going as planned, but results from the 'Increased collection' systems are yet to be record... Initializing them... now." Kaycey flicked a switch on the remote, and immediately, Remus felt the effect.

It felt like a hot, wet vice had just clamped itself around him, and in a pleasure ridden instant, his knot sank into the opening, beginning to inflate rapidly. All around him, he could feel the pleasure of this device's bitch hole, rippling and massaging him rapidly and vigorously, like one of the roughest fucks he'd ever had. His cock jumped and twitched inside of the passage, leaking a copious amount of preseed that was greedily sucked away from his tip, his balls tightening up already from the sudden onslaught of ecstasy.

"The machine is working as planned, and I'm sure the subject is enjoying it..." Came the almost bitter sounding comment from beside him. "His struggles have ceased entirely now, and we're just waiting for the final stages." Once more, she clicked a final button, and Remus saw stars.

In a hot, messy instant of utterly overwhelming pleasure, he blew himself into the suckling, gripping tube that had captured his length, his furred sac tightening against the base of his sheathe as ribbons of off white wolf spunk spattered across the insides of the tube, being whisked away to be stored in sample collection tubes to send back to the labs. It was almost overwhelming, but the machine didn't let up for an instant, massaging and milking his maleness for every last drop he had.

Kaycey watched on with a wry grin, Romulus sitting almost obediently beside her as they watched the wolf suspended before them finish. "First collection is a success... Testing the maximum capacity system now." She smirked, watching as another arm descended, with what looked like a finger in a latex glove on its end, the new stimuli extension stopping poised just behind the wolf's rear, before it jabbed forward with a smooth, single stroke.

Remus would have howled if he could have, his sphincter parting for the lubricated digit as it slipped inside his rear. This was un-dignifying of him, to be humiliated in front of his own brother whom he should rightly rule over! He started squirming to get away again as his senses came back to him, but a heartbeat later to device started moving, rubbing over a particular place just inside of him that made his cock leap in pleasure.

The sleeve around his length rippled in time with the slick digit's strokes over his prostate, and before he knew it, he could feel a second climax building up rapidly at the tip of his length, barely a minute after the first. His over sensitive cock leaped once more, throbbing and twitching as he fired a second climax of wolf seed into the collection tube. Kaycey just watched on calmly, jotting her notes down as she recorded the results of the new machine, glad she hadn't decided to subject Romulus to it, though looking down at her companions panting tongue and the tip of red jutting from between his thighs... Perhaps he might have enjoyed it as well. She shook her head, smiling softly. "Subject has climaxed a second time, the device's capabilities are most certainly up to scratch, assuming this subject is not 'easily enticed' to orgasm."

Remus barely heard her comments as his second climax wore off, but yet the pleasure never stopped, almost reaching an uncomfortable level now. It gave him no respite though, and before long, his member was edging to the beginning of a third climax, then a fourth... It never let up, not even for a second, and by the sixth time, he was panting and ragged, trying to get away from the machine that refused to quit. His cock was sore, and far to overstimulated, making him whine and whimper like a pup as he hung there, shamed and shown to his very brother.

After almost an hour, Kaycey finally switched the device off, watching the limply hanging, and now unconscious wolf in the sling as he was lowered to the floor. "Twelve times in an hour... Impressive." She noted with a soft chuckle, switching off the recorder and tucking it into her lab coats pocket. "Though far too rough for field use I would have to conclude. I personally like my own designs better." She nodded, her tail swishing across the tip of Romulus's muzzle. She padded across to Remus, reaching into her opposite pocket with a grin.

"But I think it's time we put your brother in his place, don't you think?" She pulled out the bright pink collar and leash, snapping it around his limply hanging head. She hummed thoughtfully, before unclipping the sling, lowering Remus down to the ground, leaving him in an unconscious, sex induced coma on the concrete floor. "I think it suits him. They can test this thing all they want back at the labs. I think I'm done with it." She chuckled, Romulus adding his own amused chuff to the mix.

"What will you do with him? If they take him back, you will never hear the end of it if he decided to talk while he is in their care." He said with a hint of concern, brushing his flank across Kaycey's side as she scratched her chin in thought.

"You know what? You're right, but he can't stay here... I'll need to find somewhere to keep him, but I think I have a place in mind... If you can control him while I work out the details, that is..." She added with a wink, walking back and scooping up her cell from the desk, hitting one of the speed dials. After a moment, a voice answered her as the line connected.

"Yeah, it's Kaycey in the field. I need you to send down the tech and a subject pen with him... No? Well just have him bring one of the trucks; he can take my car back. Tell them I'll be down here a few days longer than normal this time. Oh, and have him run by Starbucks on the way. I could use a coffee while I talk to my realtor..."