The night had seemed like any other night, only a little colder due to the rain that had settled into the area earlier in the day. Each rain drop that hit the ground sent out the soft soothing sound of water splashing in puddles. The air was still, no wind, no sounds besides the rain drops. Even outside the little bar that rested in the corner of the town had been quiet, no fights or need for the police to make their routine stops.
“Friday night and this place is still dead as a doornail,” Aleksy mumbled softly to himself, sitting in a corner table. The husky was wearing a pair of dark blue pants and a black hoody to help protect him from the chill of the night. Without another thought, he brought his paw up to his light brown muzzle and rubbed it softly, trying to shake the feeling of his drunken stupor that was starting to settle over him. His green eyes moved around the dim lit area, only noticing a few other furs that littered the small establishment. Some of the tables that were empty still had alcoholic beverages on their tops and the seats pulled out.
A soft grunt emitted through his muzzle as he looked down at his watch, not happy with the time already. It was nearing one o’clock, which would only mean that the bartender would boot him out onto the street to go wherever he came from. Either way, it looked that the bar wasn’t going to pick up at all before they closed. Whoever would come in now would only get a drink or two before last call was announced.
Slowly he stood himself up, a paw lowering down to the table to keep his balance in check and preventing him from falling over. Perhaps staying the extra hour wasn’t the wisest idea, especially since he still had to walk home. Once he managed to get his thoughts together, he made his way toward the side door that exited out into the alleyway. The alley would surely help him get home faster, rather than walking all the way around the block.
After pushing the brown metal door open with his paw, he slowly managed to stagger through it. Now being enveloped in the darkness of the night and the rain beating down on his head, the door slammed shut, the sound echoing through the tight nit backstreet. Slowly his eyes scanned the area for anyone that could have been down it or anything that could propose to be a trip hazard. Of course because of the lack of lighting, it made seeing anything rather difficult at that time. The only sounds that could be heard in the narrow passage way, was the light trickling sound of the rain drops hitting the concrete and small puddles.
Shaking his head for a brief moment, he decided to attempt to make his way back to his house. Already he was tired of the rain beating down on his head and soaking his fur. “Only a few blocks to go until I can get into my nice and dry home again,” the husky grumbled lightly under his breath. Due to the inebriation that he had obtained from his stay at the bar, he couldn’t feel the cold from the rain. The only indication that he was even affected by it was his body that shivered lightly with each step that he took.
His house was getting closer, only about another two more blocks before he could get himself into a nice warm environment. Even being out in the rain on a chilled night wasn’t enough to push his alcoholic stupor back and away from his body. In fact, the more that he walked the more he could feel the alcohol that he consumed course more through his veins, increasing the affects of the intoxicating substance.
It wasn’t until he had gotten almost a block away when he felt something slam against his back, both of his arms being held tightly against his sides. The panic began to creep through his veins, adrenaline already starting to pump heavily through his blood to give him the added boost of strength that he so desired. He gave himself a quick lunge of his arms to try and break the hold that was bearing down on him, trying desperately to get free. But the moment that he thought that he was getting somewhere, he felt the same tightening squeeze around his arms again. “What the fuck is this?!” he yelled out loudly, thrashing instinctively against his attacker. No verbal response from the one behind him, only the tightening squeeze around his arms and torso.
Desperately still he tried to get away, his arms pulling harder against the constricting grasp of whoever was behind him. To no avail, he was unable to break that never ending lock. Each time he thought he got the arms to free up a bit they clamped back down only harder again. “Grah! Let me go! I swear I am going to kill you if you don’t!” he growled loudly, finding himself starting to grow slightly tired in each attempt of his struggles. The alcohol wasn’t helping his cause at all, only causing him to grow more and more tired as his energy started to get used up.
The grip around him finally had loosened up, one of the arms appearing to have completely let go. Now was the perfect chance for him to make his escape, get himself away from the attacker and put some distance between him and the other fur. Just as he was about to make his move, he felt something soft with a strong smell come around and land on his nose and mouth. Quickly he decided to make a struggle for life; get away from whatever that was going on. But within a few quick and panicked breaths, he could feel his entire body starting to grow weak, almost like he had his energy completely sapped from him. Slowly his eyes began to close, his body starting to get heavier as his muscles started to lock down and prevent any other movement or struggle. Another few more breaths and the world finally blacked out. “Good. Now you’re all mine,” he heard from a distance, just before his brain completely shut down from the drug that was introduced into his system.
Slowly his eyes began creep open, the bright light flashing down into his pupils and causing extreme pain, causing them to slam shut again. A loud noise caused his ears to perk up, listening for what could have caused it. As the noise came again it became apparent, the sound of a heavy metal door being locked and slamming shut.
Again Aleksy attempted to open his eyes; being careful to not shock his system again by the light. Now the light wasn’t too bad to tolerate, allowing the husky to gaze around at his surroundings. What he did notice took him by complete surprise. The room that he was locked in was stale white, with the crisp scent of a sterilized operating room. On the wall to his left wasn’t operating tools however. Strewn along the back and table placed in front were various sexy toys, ranging from dildos and butt plugs, all the way to more methodical toys which looked painful. On his right were more diabolic tools and contraptions to keep someone in restraint; ropes, chains, handcuffs, the like. Also on the wall were various masks that appeared to have different purposes.
Instantly the panic began to creep through his veins, telling him to stand up and make for an escape. But as he went to lift his arms something prevented it. Aleksy looked down to get a better view, noticing quickly that his arms and legs were bound in place to the table. The restraints appeared to be a metal shackle with no visible locking mechanism. He did a quick scan of the room again trying to find a button or switch that would release his bindings.
Just as he thought that he’d saw something that resembled a switch, a deep sounding voice echoed throughout the room that sent chills down his spine. “Don’t worry about fighting the shackles or trying to find a way out of the room. I made sure to remove anything that you could use to make an escape.” At first it didn’t hit him, not registering fully what the fur on the other side of the intercom had in store. “Where the hell am I?! What the fuck is going on?!” Aleksy blurted out in response, tugging furiously on his shackles to get himself free.
“I’ll give you this last warning to stop your feeble attempts of trying to break free. Otherwise, the consequences you will not like,” the voice spoke out again in the room, sending more shivers down the husky’s spine. Though it was a clear order for him to cease his escapades, Aleksy still fought for freedom. The only thoughts running through his mind was to escape and contact the authorities, maybe get the kidnapper locked behind bars.
But as he continued to tug and squirm, he heard something in the room that caught him off guard. A soft hissing noise started to filter into his ears, causing his eyes to bolt around the room to find its source. Finally after a few moments of searching he found it, small circular holes that were placed in each corner of the room; which could only mean one thing. “Before long, your nervous system will be temporarily paralyzed by the gas that’s seeping into the room. There is also another little side-effect that might, intrigue you.”
Now was the time for Aleksy to panic more not wanting to become some kind of a play thing for the sadistic monster who had him captive. He started to tug more wildly on his restraints, holding his breath to prevent the agent from creeping through his veins at all costs. But the more he used up the oxygen that he had stored in his lungs, the more he felt the need to take a breath of fresh air. After a few seconds he finally opened his muzzle to take in that much needed air, taking in a deep breath to refill his lungs. Mere seconds flew by and he felt his arms and legs starting to grow heavy, causing for his struggles to slow down to weak and pathetic attempts.
Finally the drug had taken full affect on his system, shutting his nerves down and sending them to lay limply on the table. Fear was washing over him when he could no longer move or fight anything that would come next. For some reason though, he felt himself starting to grow horny; his sheath starting to harden slightly and sending his tip up to exposure. “Was this the side-effect that the fur was referring to?” he wondered, since he would not normally get turned-on by a situation that he was in.
Another sound in the room filled his ears, resembling something close to a fan. As his eyes moved up to the ceiling he caught what it was, a huge fan that pulled air out of the room. After a few seconds the fan was shut off, no other sounds coming from either the intercom or circular holes. Suddenly, out of what felt like hours, the loud clank came from the door and slid open. The only thing that the husky’s eyes caught was the darkness that lay beyond the opening.
Slowly a large figure started to emerge through the dark and into the brightness of the room. Aleksy strained his eyes for a few brief seconds so he could get a better view, instantly taking note that the fur was a hyena. The brown orbs that lay in his large head brought more fear and terror through the husky. They brought forth the darkness that could have only been imagined or dreamt. The brown and black spotted fur glistened in the bright light of the room, displaying how well kept he was. Each muscle rippled under his shirt and pants, which seemed to be almost too small for a hyena with his build.
As the hyena stepped closer he began to almost whimper, not wanting to partake in such a dirty deed as the one the other male had planned. But the drug that was introduced into his system prevented anything from happening, only the sounds that emitted through his muzzle with sympathy and an almost plead to the large hyena. He felt the other male place a paw on his right leg, running it up to the point that it nearly entered the inside of his thigh. “Don’t worry. You can still feel everything that I will be doing. The drug only ceased your motor functions, but still left you with the feeling and full cock functionality. As well as your vocals, so I can hear you scream,” the hyena replied with an almost maniacal sound rippling through the air.
The hyena pulled his paw back from the husky’s leg and walked over to the table on the right, grabbing a rather large knife from it. “Those clothes have to go. The fun won’t be able to begin if they continue to stay intact.” As he turned around an evil grin splayed along his muzzle, flashing it in the direction of the husky who lay so helplessly on the table. “Who are you? Why did you choose me?” Aleksy asked with a soft and terrified voice, his ears falling back against his head with the thoughts running through his mind. “You don’t remember me? I was sitting a few tables away from you in the bar. Granted, I didn’t keep eye contact with you, since I was planning on doing this from the moment that I laid eyes on you.”
After the words had registered in his mind he instantly remembered, a small flashback playing through his memory of the hyena sitting a few tables away. He was sitting alone with a glass of clear alcohol. Perhaps it was only water, so that way he could stay sober enough to get the husky and lock him in tight without much words being said. Aleksy recalled looking at him a few times; each one the hyena happened to move his gaze back down to his glass before their eyes even took hold with each other.
“Y-You… Were there the whole time! Out of everyone there, you targeted me!” Aleksy snapped back at the hyena, feeling his anger starting to boil again in his veins. “Very good, you do remember everything that had happened. I chose you because you caught my eye, screaming to me that you wanted the attention, even if it was willing or not,” the maniacal hyena replied as he positioned himself beside the husky once again. The knife lowered down to the ankle of his jeans, already starting to slice away the fabric that held his virgin body away from the world to see. “And now you get what your body screamed. The joy of being fucked like no other.” A dark chuckle began to erupt around the room as the blade slid up farther, slowly cutting the jeans open until it hit the waistband.
“I didn’t want any of this! You’re fucking delusional! Let me go!” Aleksy barked off, trying to get his body and muscles to cooperate with him. To no avail it came short, his nerves still not responding to the brain that sent the signals to move. The knife positioned to the other ankle of the pants, sliding up with the terrifying sound of ripping. Once it made contact with the waistband the hyena gave his wrist a small flick, sending the knife through it and completely slicing the material from his body. Now all that stayed between him and the other male was the bit of fabric that could be easily moved and slid from under him.
Sure enough, what the hyena did next only sent chills down his spine and got his mind reeling with what was to come. The male gripped onto the now loosened clothing and gave it a firm tug, pulling the pants completely from his body and left him exposed. “The only way that one can be considered to be delusional, is if they are clinically diagnosed with it. I haven’t been diagnosed with it. And I will not let you go, since I have already come so far with the plan that I have put in motion.” Soft whimpers finally began to emit again from the husky as he felt himself become more helpless in the event.
“C-Can’t we talk about this? I don’t want to be a part of your sexual fantasies...” the husky replied with a shaken voice, wanting desperately to get himself free. Next the knife came sliding from his leg all the way up to the bottom of his shirt, the feel of the cold steel echoing down to the core of his body. Another soft rip was heard as he felt the blade starting to make its way up the center until it hit his collar. “You don’t want to be a part of it? But come now... Look down there. I see something else that is telling me otherwise, pup.” Finally the knife sliced through the collar and revealed his chest completely, his soft brown and white fur dancing under the light of the room.
Again the hyena’s paw came, gripping the shirt and tearing it completely from his body even when the arms were still uncut. A light yip echoed through the small room as it was torn and dropped to the floor, trying to imagine him being somewhere else but the place he currently was. If it wasn’t for the nerve agent moving through his veins he would have tried to make another escape by now, even when his body was telling him that he wanted, needed, the sexual release that slithered around inside. “Th-This isn’t right! Let me get out of here! I won’t say anything to the authorities,” Aleksy pleaded with the hyena, only telling half truth in the statement.
Without a word being said the hyena stepped back from the table, lifting his shirt up over his head and tossing it to the other side of the room. Soon after his paws fell down to his belt buckle and loosened it with a few jingling sounds of the metallic pieces clinging together. No effort was needed in allowing for the pants to fall freely from his lower body, piled up around his ankles and soon after kicked to the side to expose himself completely to the husky. “And you think that I believe that? The moment I let you go, you will run right to the police and explain the situation. I won’t risk you blabbing your maw, even if I was to let you go after I’m finished with you.” The hyena began to grin, showing his canines in a toothy and evil smile.
The light smell of the hyena’s musk filled the husky’s nostrils, causing a shiver to run up his spine that wouldn’t have been visible due to the paralysis agent. Everything was happening far too fast for Aleksy to even fully comprehend or get an idea of what to do. Here he was, lying strapped down to a table and at the mercy of this hyena who thought of him only as some kind of a sex toy. And now they were both naked under the lights of the white room, his heart pounding heavily in his chest and knowing that the ‘fun’ was about to begin.
“What do you m-mean, if you let me go after you’re finished? You would have gotten everything that you wanted, so what’s the point in keeping me?” Though he had an idea of what was going to happen, he still needed to be sure that his thoughts were in check. If the dreaded words of being a slave came erupting from the hyena’s lips he would end up finding a way out before any other manipulation was even thought of. Soon after the questions were asked he felt the skin crawling paw land along his leg and slide up, stopping just shy of his groin. “If I get a good amount of pleasure from that hole of yours, I might just want to keep you. Eventually I will break that mentality of yours and fold you into something that I want to see. Every time I bark an order, I want you to abide by it and not give me any lip,” the hyena replied with a cold and dry voice.
It was exactly as he had feared, becoming a sex slave for a delusional fanatic that obviously needed mental help. His mind continued to race heavily with each thought, his body screaming at him still that it needed a release. “But,.. I haven’t done anything to you. All I did was have a few drinks and left,” he assured, still trying to plead with the hyena even though he knew it would most likely not work. Sure enough the hyena backed his paw away from him, his body shifting toward the table to the right again and pulling down a mask. “Your words are doing nothing but making you look like a pathetic fool. Why don’t just shut that trap of yours, before I shove something in there you won’t like,” he hyena piped back as he made his way back toward the table, the maniacal grin that he wore still portraying.
Instead of letting the husky reply to his words he quickly placed the mask around his muzzle and face, strapping it on to the back of his head. On the front of the contraption was a small circular hole, only big enough to fit a hose of some kind and still allowing for him to breathe for the moment. The hyena then made his way toward the wall and pushed a button, causing one of the panels in the wall to flip and display a machine of some kind; hoses draping down from it. “Now we are going to have a little fun. Don’t worry, this won’t hurt... Much,” the hyena mused as he gripped one of the hoses and dragged it toward the defenseless husky, hooking it onto the end of the mask. Again the hyena made his way off to the machine, toggling a switch and causing a soft hissing noise to start flowing down the hose.
Aleksy’s mind started to rack heavily on what it could be that was traveling down the tubing and into the mask. In the same sense he wasn’t wishing to find out as he closed his mouth completely and stopped his breathing. He knew that he probably wouldn’t be able to hold out for long from this, since the hyena was at the controls. But just as the hissing sound came to a slow halt, he realized that his face and muzzle started to feel almost like it was in a suction cup. No liquids or anything else was being pumped into the mask, but rather being pumped out. The tube that was hooked to the machine was removing his oxygen, leaving nothing there for him to breathe at all.
Instantly his eyes shot open as the realization hit him, loud whimpers and pleads echoing lightly from inside the mask. Of course whatever sounds he did make were muffled, if not silenced by the lack of oxygen that was inside the mask. “Now don’t worry. I’m not going to be killing you, yet. This is just my little fun toy, to see how well my new… Subjects can withstand the pressure,” the hyena spoke again with that same maniacal sounding voice, sending even farther fear and dread through the husky’s veins.
The canine tried desperately to fill his lungs again with the air that he desired to live, his muzzle opening just enough to try and get it. Each time that he thought he would have, the hose sucked it right back out of his lungs. The world was starting to fade a little, the edges of his eyes starting to fade out. Just as he thought surely that he was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, the hyena turned the machine off, letting the oxygen flow rapidly into the mask. Quick panicked breaths came from Aleksy, taking in as much as he possibly could to regain his consciousness.
“Hmm… Seems that my new little toy can withstand more than I thought. How about I make it go for a little longer? Just to, test the waters.” Again the machine came back on, the suction from the hose instantly pulling out all the air inside the mask and preventing the husky from gaining anymore oxygen. Each second that flew by seemed like hell, sending his mind reeling with every possibility and fear of passing out. Then after what felt like an eternity the contraption was turned off again, letting the oxygen flood back into the mask and allowing for him to gasp heavily.
The eye sockets that were still kept within the mask allowed for the husky to look at the hyena, noticing an inquisitive appearance form on his visage. After a few moments the male came back toward the husky and flicked open the buckle at the back of the mask, pulling it free from his face and muzzle. The air from beyond the mask was unrestricted, allowing for him to quickly realize that he took it all for granted. “P-Please… D-Don’t do th-this…” Aleksy pleaded again, a small tear forming at the corner of his eye. “Just shut up already. You don’t want to play the games? Fine, we can get right into what I know you’ve been desiring the whole time.”
Before the canine could even reply he felt the table that he was laying on start to shift and contort a bit, his legs separating and exposing his tight, virgin tail hole. The hyena’s paw lowered back down and began to run gently along the husky’s leg, running gently up toward his groin and already starting to run gently along his sheath. The strong hyena already shifted his positioning, allowing for him to step between the controlled and paralyzed husky; his sheath coming in contact with Aleksy’s soft and supple rear. “No need in even trying to beg and plead. I know this is what you’ve been asking for, even when we were back in the bar,” the hyena spoke again, his strong and soft clawed fingers dancing over the husky’s sheath.
It didn’t matter how bad the husky didn’t want for all this to happen, the nerve agent easily allowed for his shaft to slowly slide up even more, glistening gently under the florescent lighting of the room. “Nngh… Please… Just do your thing and let me go. I want this to be over already…” Aleksy pleaded once again, trying to fight the urge to even get excited. But it was proving to be quite a challenge with the tempting strokes along his sheath and now exposed flesh. “Mmm… I will take all the time I see fit. Besides, I can tell that you’re starting to enjoy this even more.”
As the strokes along his increasing member started to become more aggressive he found himself starting to grow more heated and allow his sheath to tuck gently behind his slightly swollen knot. No other words could be said at the moment from the husky, only laying on the table and receiving every torturous touch and stroke that the hyena had to give. The other male’s sheath began to rub along his exposed rear more, already sending the soft, sensitive flesh out and against his fur. It wasn’t long after that the husky felt the strong male’s tip already beginning to poke and prod at his tight, warm entrance.
Each movement sent shockwaves of pleasure and anticipation through him, triggering his senses to almost become overwhelmed. “There you go. Just give in and it will all be over before too much longer,” the hyena temped, his tip pressing in that much further and already starting to spread open the tight embrace. Slight pain ran through the canine’s body as he felt it, never being stretched quite as large as the hyena was. But as the push inside began to grow more he felt something different, a wash of pleasure soak through to his core as his prostate got rubbed. Instantly a small moan emitted from his lips, barely echoing out into the confines of the room.
As far as Aleksy could tell, he had been lying on that table and waiting for the hyena to fully enter him for almost ten minutes, but perhaps his mind was getting diluted with the ecstasy filled pleasure. Once the male had finished and came to a halt he already began to make his retreat back to his tip again, starting the motion in a slow rhythmic thrust. The husky could barely make much of what was going on as his eyes began to close, attempting to stifle back any more moans that wished to slip up from his lungs and throat.
However the hyena didn’t give the husky any time to adjust or prevent them as the paw running down the canine’s length came to a light grip around it, creating large strokes that timed with his thrusts. “See… I knew that you wanted this from the moment that I laid my eyes on you. All that you said with your body movements was how big of a slut you really were, and how bad you really wanted to feel this hyena inside.” Aleksy tried his hardest to prevent the thoughts from lingering in his mind, but to no avail all it did was cause him to think of how pleasurable the moment was. “Mmm… I am only your slut right now…” the husky moaned out softly, small traces of pre already starting to trickle down his length.
At the end of his clouded admittance the thrusts began to grow faster, harder, the paw along his length returning back in kind. A new sensation started to seep through him as the hyena began to leak his own precum, lubricating the ride more and increasing the pleasure. “I know that you are only a slut for me. And I want you to remember who owns you,” the strong, dominating male remarked. As the canine thought that the pleasure couldn’t grow anymore he felt the hyena’s free paw land along his side, slowly sliding down with claws that barely raked along his supple flesh below.
It was no longer preventable as the canine began to moan louder into the room, his cries of pleasure echoing around inside. His shaft that was being stroked so enticingly began to leak more of his clear, lubricating juice; practically getting milked right from his body. Each pass inside of his tight insides got lubricated even more, allowing for the hyena to press into him faster and stronger. Ecstasy was all that remained inside the husky’s mind, wanting and needing that sexual gratification that boiled so heavily inside of him.
After what had felt like a few hours the hyena began to thrust faster, his own soft and subtle grunts of pleasure mixing in with the husky’s pleasure filled moans. But for the canine he could no longer hold it back, his climax come slamming up to him and sending his mind into a spiraling bliss. A moan that rang out louder than any others that he had done before erupted from his muzzle, his tip bursting the thick, white seed that was kept inside his body for so long. Each stream landed in different places, ranging from his own muzzle down to his belly, almost coating his front side with his own collective love juice.
Just as his climax began to coil down the hyena’s thrusts became sporadic and uncontrolled, his grunts growing louder and faster. What came next was the hot sensation of the hyena’s thick cum splattering along his insides, painting everything that it touched. As a result of the hyena’s climax it forced out a few more drops of the husky’s seed to fall down to his belly, his body wanting to contract and tense up with the overwhelming pleasure that befell him.
Panting breaths from both the males began to resound throughout the room, both trying to regain their energy and state of mind to recall exactly what was to happen afterwards. But as the husky began to come out of his ecstasy state he felt the hyena pull out of him, a soft groan gasp emitting as he felt it brush against his prostate again and the warm juices starting to flow inside him more. The paws that ran down his body soon went with, leaving him completely untouched at the moment as his eyes began to open once more.
As they readjusted to the light once more he caught hold of the hyena standing near the door, carrying his clothes in his arms as he watched over his captive. “Now that was a good boy. But I still have plans for you, and still you need to be broken in so this fighting will not happen when I wish to do something else,” the male spoke with a dark voice, his paw soon going to the door and already pulling it open once again. Before the husky could even get the chance to reply or beg for his release the hyena had stepped through the door and almost out of sight. “Enjoy your stay while you can, because I’m not finished with you yet.” Then the door slammed shut and the sound of a lock sliding into place, leaving the husky in the room by himself with the flickering lights above him.