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A Latex Embrace ((ALE))

A single light bulb dangled in the dark room, casting a harsh glare before the camera. A single chair sat in the empty gray room, composed of heavy wood and dark leather straps. The thick wood was worn in places, dark stains hinting of more foul uses it has been put through. The camera continued to record the empty room, waiting for the next masterpiece to begin.

Felix was a fairly standard, gray furred bat. Somewhat athletic, but not too tall, and overall a handsome male if nothing too spectacular. So it was a bit to his surprise when he found himself suddenly overtaken one dark night. One minute he was walking down the street. Then a massive, male shape over took him. The next thing he knew he was bound and blindfolded, stuffed in the trunk and raced off in some old car. It wouldn't be until the next morning when he realized what a predicament he was in.

His groggy vision returned to the sight of huge, tawny feet that were inches from his nose. The massive claws seemed to nearly dig into the concrete. And even worse, those massive feet belonged to an equally powerful set of legs, and hips, and chest. A wolverine who towered above the confused and dazed bat. And most definitely male in all the right ways, as a thick rubber cod piece that was all that he wore aside from a black latex mask. And that clothing, as little as it was, strained heavily under the arousal it held. Massive paws picked up the bat by his nape as he felt himself dragged along effortlessly. "Congratulations boy, you get to be a star!" the wolverine chuckled with a deep booming rumble, as Felix soon found that he was naked and helpless, dragged into that deadly room that the camera was watching.

Felix's heart jumped in his chest as he saw that rough, wooden chair. Fear made his fur stand on end. He definately recognized it, from several, interesting, videos he had found, of a pair of rat twins whose lives ended in that wolverine's powerful embrace while sitting in that chair. And now he was to be next! He tried to yelp out a cry for help, but found himself soon shoved into the hard embrace of the chair. The wolverine's musk of arousal was thick on his fur as he looked over his new toy. Felix's brown eyes were wide with fear as he watched the larger male shove his arms down, heavy leather strap quickly looped over one of his arms and cinched down before he realized what was happening.

That shock of fear grows further as he tugged his bound arm and found it firmly held down and secure to the worn wood. He yelled in fear now, desperate to get free as he tried to pull that strap free. But the merciless grasp of the wolverine was all he found. His legs kick useless against the thick fur of the wolverine's powerful body. All he can do is watch that other arm be pushed down. The thick leather strap pinching down, making his fingers tingle. His wings smushed against the back of the chair. His heart pounded in his chest as he realized quickly he was going to die. He's going to get strangled before that camera, so other horny perverts like he was can paw to his useless little struggles. He struggles to breathe as his heart races, lean chest rising and falling quickly.

Those long legs find themselves held down by the strong hands of the predator before him. And cold metal clasped down, pinching Felix's fur sharply as the bat squeaked in helpless struggles. His chest writhed and wings jerked against the rough wood, But there was not enough room to open them anymore. The low rumble of lust rumbling from the wolverine made Felix shiver. But then that black, latex covering between the wolverine's legs was slipped down. A slimy, black arousal revealed to the helpless bat. His tail instinctively curled between his legs as best he could. The chair had no real back, as the poor helpless male realized why this was, with his butt exposed to the air.

Felix won't get to see much more that happens to him. Watching the wolverine slowly saunter behind him. Gathering up a thick, heavy black hood that he remembered from the movies. Felix calls out to him, "no no, wait, really, you don't want to...MMMPH!"

That hood is tugged with a jerk over his open mouth. The thick rubber clung to his head, shoving his ears down as his head is fit as tight as a condom. Felix had nothing but black rubber to see, nothing but black rubber to smell, nothing but black rubber to taste, and nothing but the tight black rubber covering to hear as it tightly covered and folded his large ears. His cock jerked with an airless whimper as his once deviant fantasy was turned into a reality. His death already began as he felt the stiff latex flex subtly against his attempts to breathe. The sharp, cold bite of metal on his ankles holding his legs down. The strangling pinch of leather on his wrists keeping him secure. The unyielding wood of the chair against his thighs. And then the wet, slimy heat of a very large wolverine penis pressed under his tail.

His hips struggle to lift away from that lewd touch, but those big paws wrapped around his waist. Stars flash in his blinded vision as that massive girth sinks deep into his exposed rump, his lowered tail no match for the wolverine. A whimpered yelp is faintly recorded on the video, muffled as the hood puffs and wraps tight around lips. While only stale air was offered for the suffocating bat to breathe. A lewd, firm squelching sound rose from the rough fucking of the wolverine. Each quick shove of hips made Felix yip into the latex mask and spots to appear once more in his blinded vision. His rear spread wide around that fat, slimy wolverine cock. He can feel a wet heat oozing onto his lap, realizing he was dripping pre wildly as he gets fucked and snuffed, on camera even. His heart racing as this macabre fantasy is fulfilled for all of his friends to watch.

Felix can feel his lungs burning as that steady fucking continued. His butt aching as his captor's thick black arousal sinks into him again and again, merciless and unyielding. His steady struggles to breathe made the latex hood puff and contract rhythmically, only offering the cold, unyielding rubber for him to breathe. The air stale and hot, used up fully. But he won't find anything else to breathe in the rest of his short life. He can feel his pink cock throb, so achingly stiff under the wolverine's rough attention as well as the airless embrace of latex. His balls pulled snug even as he thrashed his head in a vain attempt to find relief. Eyes clenched tight as he knows he'll soon be finding out what happens when his fantasy has gone too far.

His toes curl taut as the flood of sensations grew dizzy under his airless embrace. Feeling his strength leave his body with each airless breath he took. Hot, shuddering cramps ran through his body as he clamped down upon that broad arousal buried under his tail. His head started to slump as he felt that helpless pleasure in his loins begin to boil up. His balls taut as the rough motions of that slick cock and the struggles for his life drove him over the edge. White spots teased at his vision while he tried to yell, thrash, do anything except die. Helplessly cumming onto his lap as the wolverine growled lewdly in encouragement against his bound ear. His flexing rump milked and pleasured his captor as he twitched in his bindings as well as the large paws that held his hips down. Each motion made the spots and dizziness grow further, threatening to steal poor Felix's consciousness away.

His head slumped forward as his climax faded. Wet heat was messily spread all over his lap as his cum lewdly oozed down his sheath and onto belly. Drool pooled in his lips, too weak to swallow anymore. His tail jerked, growing slack as he felt his life slipping out of his bound paws. Somewhere he can hear a loud roaring, and a flood of cum poured into his abused rump. But for the dying Felix it was all a dream now. He was detached, helpless but to shiver and relax as his consciousness faded steadily. The last sensations that burning heat filling his tush as he finally gave in to the wolverine's fucking and the deadly hood over his muzzle.

The wolverine will continue fucking the limp bat even after he grew slack beneath him. A few more shoves and he pressed himself to his sheath into the quickly dying bat. He held Felix tight to feel that delicate body tremble and twitch in dying struggles. A big paw squeezed the bat's chest to feel a heart flutter weakly a few more times, and finally grow still. There was a low rumble of erotic delight as another young male succumbed to his, loving attention, before the camera. And with a messy squelch he pulled free, to show off the cum that oozed from his cock, and a hint of the seed dripping from the dead bat's rump. Felix was just another toy. Maybe his captor will even give him one another good working over, maybe in a few minutes... It's not like the bat can complain now if he got another fucking. And the wolverine grinned to the camera, he loved to give sloppy seconds.