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Authority - Part Two

"Are the handcuffs really necessary?"

"Of course they are darling! Why, you need them otherwise you could just take off and make me have to catch you again!"

Siaru sighed at the cruel vixen. He wriggled his hand, attempting for it to come loose from the bind. After 'Constable' Vivian had cuffed him at their first meet, she'd led him over to an isolated seating cube, like one that looks like it has been cut from a block of wood and furnished out for dining purposes. After that, she'd un-cuffed one of his hands and tied the free end of the chain to the leg of the table that lay between the two, ensuring he wouldn't be able to make a run for freedom. So here he sat, playing a game between fox and wolf.

"So...are you actually a police officer?" He asked. It was a legitimate question, as the vixen was dressed up formally as any law abiding cop would, ironed shirt and pants, badges and patches neatly standing out against the plain white shirt, and not to mention her belt which appeared to hold all sorts of things that would prove useful against both criminals and the wolf whom she was playing with with. Pepper spray, handcuffs, probably a baton and almost certainly a Taser. So even if Siaru did manage to break free from the hold of the fluffy pink cuffs, he would certainly end up in a lot more pain.

"Of course I am, silly! What did you think? That I like to dress up as a cop for some perverted fantasy? Heck no, this is my day job. Which happens to involve catching criminals and other various tasks, such as" she motioned with a finger, pointing at Siaru's crop top "taking care of those who perform indecent exposure." Siaru's ears flattened. She couldn't be serious.

"Hang on a second; you are the one who carries around a pair of pink handc-"

"But you are the one who wanders out in broad daylight looking like a middle class whore, likely making every man drool as you pass, and for what? To meet your good friend at a respectable restaurant after you were probably fucked because some old pervert pulled you aside for a bit of fun? Jeez man, get some self-respect. Or should I start calling you girl again? You act like one well enough..." Siaru felt the blush of a century wash up his cheeks. She'd gotten about half the story right, but seeing it from the degrading and negative views that Vivian often gave him made the wolf think a little about his actions. Her sudden outburst was...unexpected at most.

"H-Hang on! I didn't mean to dress like this! Who in their right mind would go out like this? It was a muck up, really!" It sounded fake enough. After all, the wolf had just stated that his dress up was an accident. There was no other way to put it, however, so Siaru said what he had, and what was the truth. Vivian smirked that wicked smile of hers, leaning down to look underneath the table. After a few brief moments, she surfaced with her huge 'grin of domination' that she wore whenever she found faults in Siaru.

"How can I blame you? Cover it up all you want, but I see you are wearing those pants that I gifted to you! You remember so well!" It was something at least. She wasn't bringing the eyes of every customer over to their table with her yelling anymore, so it allowed Siaru to relax a little.

"So...if you are a police officer, why are you here?" The wolf asked, anxiously awaiting the response.

"Cause I'm off duty, of course! I work morning shifts. Lunch signals the end of my day, pretty much. This means I get to go home, but with a criminal like yourself in my hands...I won't bother the PD with you. I think I can find a suitable way to contain you myself!"

Siaru couldn't believe what he was hearing. Actually, he could, seeing as he'd grown accustomed to Vivian's antics. But even this was a little farfetched from her usual games. He felt the vixen fumbling around with the cuff that was tied under the table, undoing it and bringing it to pull against the wolf's hand, signalling for him to get up. Vivian herself got up and kept tugging at Siaru until he was up off of his seat, and as soon as he was she spun him around and tied the other end of the fluffy cuff to his hand.

"Right then, prisoner. Let's get that cute arse of yours moving. And no looking at the men. Don't even think about them helping you in return for a blowjob. Cause I've dealt with your kind before, you greedy whore. Now move it, sweetcheeks!"

Upon entering Vivian's house, she slipped an ever so convenient collar around his neck. It was another one of her ways to assert her dominance over the submissive wolf. It was made of thick, heavy leather and contained a few dull studs on the inside (and likely the outside) that pushed lightly against his neck, nothing painful but it had a certain element of 'presence' that made wearing the collar even more degrading. Vivian reappeared in front of him, a short, thick chain dangling from her paws where a leather handle wrapped itself around her fingers where bright red words that spelt out 'Bitch Master' were embossed into the outside of the handle. Moving off, she led the bound and collared wolf upstairs to her bedroom, a rather bright and cheery room with plenty of tables and a grand, four post bed lying within the confines of the room. Siaru noticed plenty of unlit candles lying around the place, as well as plenty of cupboards and drawers. It was surprisingly pleasant.

"Alright then, on the bed, bitch." It wasn't a command; it was a statement as she pushed him onto the fluffy red sheets of her bed. Before he could get up, she had grabbed his wrists and hauled them up to the bedhead, which just so happened to be made of a lovely dark timber with one minor thing of note: a small metal ring much like the top of a padlock, jutting out of the timber frame. Though it wasn't so minor when he noticed Vivian unlatch it, slide the chain that lay between his cuffed hands in between and then shut it back up, binding the wolf's hands to the bedhead. Without his arms, he adjusted his body so that he sat up on his knees, twisting his head to try and find where the vixen had disappeared to. A tug on his leash made her out to be right behind him.

"Well, we have the handcuffs...just one moment!" He heard her run to another side of the room, twisting his head to try and find her again. She was just out of sight, so he turned back to face the bedhead and the latch which held onto his handcuffs.

"Here we go! Now then, try not to squirm." Siaru could only hope it wasn't the whip. His cheeks still flinched at the mention of 'crop' as he remembered how reddened they had become. However, his wish was answered. He felt her delicate hands pull down his short shorts, hearing her giggle at the sight of his panties.

"Haha! Our little slut HAS been naughty, hasn't she? Black panties with a nice, white stain on them, right near your tail-hole? How long ago did he fuck you? Ten minutes before you met me? Hasty little girl, aren't you?" She chuckled as she pulled his panties down, leaving them hanging around his thighs. She laughed again at the sight of the teeny amounts of residual cum that was left over from Ellis.

"You aren't one for cleaning up, are you? Ah well, makes it easier for me, darling." He felt Vivian wrap tight leather around his waist, like a belt with a thick buckle at the front, as she moved her hands back to his rear. He felt her grab two straps that pressed lightly against each of his arse cheeks, moving them down his thighs like the rear of jockstrap underwear. Her hands came together as the straps collided underneath his balls, and she moved one hand back and around his lower torso to grab whatever the object was. Hopefully it was just some bondage harness, he thought. Then he heard a faint click, followed by the very well-known sound of a sealing padlock. Then he felt it.

Cold, hard steel, pressing his balls and cock tight against his body, feeling Vivian adjust the straps to pull the metal belt even tighter against his body. He knew the feeling of chastity well enough, and while he hated it generally, he found it interesting to be in a belt this time, albeit tight and uncomfortable as it was.

"Look at you! Back to being a girl, eh? We both know you love being a little sissy bitch, right? That's why you dress like one in the first place! Oh, and I must say, I need to know the store you bought those stockings in. They are just so cute!" Siaru was wordless. He'd bought them online because he lacked confidence to buy them in real life, but the stockings were the least of his worries.

"Now then, we've got the belt, the handcuffs...the crop is over there, in case you need a bit harsher punishment..." She giggled, knowing Siaru's hatred of the crop.

"I think we have everything we need. Prisoner is handcuffed and, ahem" she moved her hands to the front of his chastity belt, rubbing them teasingly over the metal frame "locked away. I think it might be time for your punishment, don't you think?"

Siaru gulped as she finished her sentence. Punishment from Vivian wasn't to be taken lightly. He felt her jump off the bed, twisting his head to see her pulling out a box of matches from a bedside drawer. She eagerly skipped over to each of the candles that lay about the room, setting them alight with flickers of flame. She disappeared from his view again to reappear by the window, drawing her curtains and sealing the room in darkness. It lasted only moments, as the candles blazed brightly around the darkened room and illuminated small bits of the bedroom. Looking around, he noticed her curtains were a dark red and that the rest of the room felt like a cosy dungeon, like what a succubus would reside in. The transformation was incredible. Suddenly his head was jerked back by the leash and he came back to his senses as Vivian came up from behind. He felt the tip of her crop lift his slinking tail up high, exposing his already used tail-hole.

"Jury has decided that Siaru, the guilty, shall receive his just desserts. I'd suggest keeping that tail high, slut, cause if anything gets in the way, your arse is gonna pay."

Siaru wasn't given much time to ponder what lay in store for him. Within seconds, he felt a smooth, round tip press up against his exposed tail-hole, which then pushed itself inside his rear, its entrance made easy by his already slick walls. The wolf recognised it as any old plain dildo, smoothly gliding inside him without anything else jutting off of the rounded plastic shaft. Vivian pulled back gently on his leash as she guided the fake phallus inside him, pulling it out and repeating an imitation of a pleasurable, slow fuck. Siaru's cock ached as the dildo pushed inside him, struggling for release as if it was his own toy. The wolf was able to cum just from a dildo pounding his arse when his cock was free, but with the metal belt that squashed his cock and balls against his body, it was a lot more troublesome to get it hard and erect. Vivian continued to slide the dildo in and out for a few moments before he felt her pull it out for good.

"You look like you liked that! I guess we need to step it up a notch, eh? Good thing someone else already loosened that hole up, it means we can get to the good stuff quicker!" Siaru tried to turn his head, but Vivian pulled tightly on the leash causing him to jerk backwards. He was held tightly at both wrists and neck as he felt another, pointed tip tickle around his tail-hole. Without warning, Vivian thrust the new toy deep into Siaru's waiting anus. He yelped in pain, which earned him a light spank on one of his arse cheeks.

"Don't be silly! I'm sure you've handled much larger and rougher than this! Plus, isn't a cock like this the reason you got all dressed up?" She chuckled as she pounded his arse with the new dildo, the wolf taking some time to realise that it was of canine design styling, thick and pointed with a very generous knot banging at his tail-hole in want to come in. He tensed up his body, trying to pull back his wrists in a futile attempt the get free, the chain bound firmly to the latch on the bedhead. Vivian continued to fuck his arse hard and fast, showing no mercy with the firm dildo as she pounded in and out of his slippery tail-hole. It reminded Siaru of how Ellis had fucked him just over an hour ago, locked in chastity with a thick canine cock being shoved up his rear. It was more pleasurable than painful, and so the wolf let out a long, lustful moan as the knot continued to try and force itself inside his used hole. Showing his enjoyment was a bad move.

"Still enjoying it? You ARE a bad girl, aren't you?" Vivian said, and Siaru felt the dildo stop mid thrust, followed by a stinging sensation that spread across his arse cheeks. She spanked him again, and again, each time making the wolf cry out a little as redness flowed to his arse cheeks.

"And bad girls don't get rewards" she continued "they get punished!" Once more she brought her hand down, striking the wolf's arse with a solid slap. Siaru whimpered as he struggled with the handcuffs, to no avail yet again. Vivian wasn't done, and with one final thrust of the dildo she forced it all the way into his used rear, knot pushing and pushing as it stretched out Siaru's tail hole, jutting itself fully in with a distinct 'pop'.

"Aaarrghhhhhh!" He whimpered out in agony, at first a cry of pain which evolved into a moan of pleasure as the knot came to rest inside him. He had well underestimated the size of the bulb, picturing the dildo to be quite ill-proportioned in regards to size of the knot. Vivian left the dildo, the sex toy nestled snuggly within his rear, lying still and motionless.

"My, it looks like that only just got to you. I guess we'll need a few more things before something serious can get done." He felt the vixen hop off of the bed, hearing her once again rummage through some of her cupboards. He twisted his head to see her appear out of the darkness and into the candlelight. In her hands lay a series of complex leather straps and buckles, a mess of dark leather jumbled together into a heap. It looked like any other BDSM harness or whatever, had Siaru not noticed the bright red ball that lay underneath a few of the straps. The vixen noticed him looking and gave a devious smile in return.

"If we're going to proceed with your punishment, this will certainly come in handy!"

To be Continued