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He knows not where he is, or how he got there. He tries to escape, but is stopped in his track. Now, with his captor's intentions still unclear, his forced to endure an usual sort of punishment. ", "description_bbcode_parsed": "A male fox in the prime of his life finds himself taken to a mysterious room. He knows not where he is, or how he got there. He tries to escape, but is stopped in his track. Now, with his captor's intentions still unclear, his forced to endure an usual sort of punishment. ", "writing": "Just a quick heads-up to my followers; this story differs significantly from the kinks and themes I have written about before, please proceed with caution. See the tags if you are unsure if you wish to read further on. \n\nPain and a strange sensation of nausea and dizziness is all that fills his mind as he stirs back to life. Chris has no idea what has happened. Last thing he remembers is that he was walking down a path in the forest, when suddenly a stinging pain struck him in the neck. After that it's just... black. And now he awakens to this. As if this is not enough, he cannot see anything. He knows his not gone blind; he can feel the pressure of a blindfold hugging his head. He tries to speak, cry for help, anything, but it is at this moment he realizes his got his mouth shut by a thick, rubber-like object. His tongue rolls around the object, and he quickly realizes its an oversized pacifier or ballgag of some kind. What is going on? He tries to keep calm, but panic takes hold of his body for a moment, causing him to trash around. His paws and legs are unable to move; he realizes he has been tied down to something. That explains the rockhard surface underneath his back. Chris steadies himself and calms his breathing; panic won't do him any good. But questions are arising in his mind. Where is he? Why is he here? And who, or what, has done this to him? He decides to wriggle his right paw a little. As a kit, he loved to twist and turn his body into the weirdest contortions, meaning his no stranger to using his body's flexibility to its fullest potential. His kithood habits comes into good use now; after a few minutes his able to wriggle his paw free from its constrain. Than the left paw comes free, although this one was much more difficult to free, even causing pieces of his fur to be torn out by the roots. He reaches for his face, and manages to find the buckle on the left side, and removed the gag. The blindfold is more difficult he quickly finds out, as it has been literally taped to his fur, meaning he has to spend what feels like an eternity carefully cutting his fur with his claws. At long last, the blindfold comes loose, and he tosses it to the floor. The light in the room blinds his eyes; but after a couple of minutes, the details of the room starts coming into view. Not that there is much to see to be honest. The room is covered in what appears to be aluminum sheets. The room has no furniture or notable interior aside from a massive work bench to his right paw side, although the bench is cleaned to the point of shining his reflection back to him, only broken by a whiteboard bearing the message ``Keep calm and bondage on''. Chris did not like the last two words. His attention turns to his own situation. His legs are still attached and restrained to the table underneath him. It is a white table, material uncertain. Attached to it are various constraints made from leather. It is at this point he realizes something else. Aside from a primitive loincloth, he is completely stripped of clothes. His silvery fur shines into his eyes as he looks over his body. For the first time, true panic starts to grab hold of him. He frantically starts pawing at the constraints keeping his legs in place, but no matter how much he tries, it is of no use. In desperation, he resorts to biting down with his teeth using all his might. His fangs digs their way into the soft leather. But the strap won't give way. Chris refuses to give up. He starts violently snapping and biting, and the strap begins to give out. There's only a tiny little strip of leather left to go, when suddenly a door opens. The conversation held by the three mammals who enter is brought to a halt when they see their prisoner trying to escape. Before Chris even has a chance to react, they have thrown themselves upon him, and pinned him to the table. Within seconds, his strapped down tightly to the table,. Chris is on the verge of crying, but he refuses to let his captors get that reaction and benefit by seeing his tears.\n\nThree hours goes by, with the three mammals remaining in the room. Chris inspects them closely as best he can while being strapped to the table. Their all spotted hyenas, powerful mammals at least twice his size and weight. And way more powerful than him. Fighting them will only give a bad result for him. The three hyenas are wearing strange coats. They look like lab coats, but are grey in color, and are covered in tiny little metal balls. The three begin to open up shelves and cupboards under and next to the work bench; the cupboards are integrated into the wall, and impossible to see when closed. They bring out numerous objects Chris has difficulties recognizing. Though he sees a worrying amount of tape rolls. Black tape. \n\nAt last, the door opens again. In comes three more mammals. A zebra, and two foxes like himself, but with the traditional red color associated with his species, where as he has a silvery fur. The two foxes looks to him once, than quickly shifts their gaze too look down into the floor. Their body language worries him. Their ears are laid far back, tails between their legs. One of them is even shivering. One of the foxes, the same one who was shivering a moment ago but straightened out, has had her belly fur shaved clean off. Letting her little teats be shown for all the world to see. Aside from similar loinclothing like Chris has, they are both naked. They walk to stand in front of the zebra, and reluctantly they look up to meet his eyes. <>. <> they both answers, their voices weak and filled with fear. <>. The zebra turns to the otter whose belly had been shaven clean; <>. The vixen merely responds with a ``yes master'' again, before turning to the vixen besides her. Her shivering comes back as she instructs the vixen to bring out the razor machine. The second vixen merely nods, as she reaches outside the door to bring in a small trolley covered in small little objects. A razor machine, what looks to be a selection of condoms, and strange looking, black bottles, with no texts on them. The two vixens walk over to Chris and climbs up onto the table. The one without fur on her belly starts drawing with her paws across Chris' belly, telling the other to shave off all the fur starting from Chris' neck down to his hips. Reluctantly, the vixen starts doing so, starting with his neck, shoulders, trimming down along his belly, and finally ending up at his hip area, but steering clear of the loincloth. The furless vixen stops her in her tracks, telling her they need to shave EVERYTHING. Including Chris' sheath. Chris is shocked to hear this and begins to protest. <> the zebra tells the two, afterwards turning to one of the hyenas and providing them with instructions, but Chris cannot understand the language his speaking to them in. <> a response is heard. The furless vixen looks down into Chris' face, her eyes looking into his with sorrow, as she retrieves the pacifier-looking gag from earlier, and weakly shoves it into his mouth. Meanwhile, the vixen with the razor machine continues her work, and in less than two minutes, the shaving is complete. Leaving Chris without any fur on his bellies, his sheath stripped of its fur too. <> the zebra says with evil in his voice as he walks over to the fox strapped onto the table. He orders to the two vixens away as he grabs the pacifier gag and pulls it out. <> he asks. Chris refuses to answer; he is not going to let some sicko get to him. The zebra asks one more time; <>. Chris still refuses to answer him. The furless vixen steps forward; <>. <> the zebra looks at the vixen suspiciously, clearly not liking the fact that she had spoken without permission; the vixen looks up at her master; <>. <> the zebra waves his hoof, and the vixen breaths a sigh of relief; she must have feared some sort of punishment. <> Master? The hell is this zebra even going on about? <> he says as he points his hoofs to the two vixens, <> Chris involuntarily shakes his head, but still refusing to speak; <>. The zebra starts stroking Chris' fur along the sides of his body. <> Chris was stunned to learn this. <> he asks, instantly regretting having allowed the zebra into his mind by getting into a conversation with him. <> the zebra looks to the two vixens, <>. <> Damn it, he had fallen straight into the trap of the zebra. <> the zebra had no transitioned over to stroking Chris across his belly, tracing his way down towards Chris' sheath and balls. <> the zebra had no reached Chris' sheath and had begun to teasingly movie his hoofs alongside it. <> suddenly, the zebra starts pushing his hoof into Chris' sheath; not hard enough to cause any harm, but enough to cause discomfort. <>. <> Chris responds, defiantly refusing to give in to the zebra. The zebra smiles; <> upon this, the vixen without fur on her belly, visibly shivers even more, and even lets out a few tears. <> the zebra orders the two vixens. The furless vixen instructs the other to bring her the lube and arousal cream. Arousal cream? Chris had never heard of anything like that. The other vixen obeys and brings her the requested items. The furless vixens walk to between Chris' legs. Then, applying a good portion of the cream in her paws, begins to smear it across Chris' sheath. Almost instantly, his cock starts to pulse and grow. Chris could only gasp; he had never experienced anything quite like this. The cream seemed to cause a slight burning sensation on his very sensitive skin, yet at the same time it caused unimaginable pleasure to shoot through his body. His tongue almost instantly starts to loll out of his muzzle, as he begins to pant heavily, his pulse rising, and his body almost running wild with the sensations. It takes only half a minute before his cock reaches it's full erection, even including his knot which pops free of his sheath, letting his entire length stand proud in front of the vixen. Had it not been for the situation that Chris has found himself in, he would probably have been rather proud of having her paw him off like this. The vixen, however, wastes no time. She quickly asks for the lube to be given to her, which she proceeds to lather his cock up with the lube, making sure to cover every little bit of it. Chris is nearly crawling out of his skin with the intense pleasure this brings him. But the vixen is not yet done. Suddenly, a strange, clamping sensation is felt around his cock. Chris looks down, to see the vixen holding what appears to be a condom in her paws. Except, it is much thicker than a condom would be. And it has a strange-looking stick-like thing inside of it. The vixen repositions the object, and Chris can only let out a sharp gasp and groan as the rubber is slid down over his cock. But not only that; the stick-like feature, while Chris could not have possibly known this, is a thin, rubber-soft tube, which has been inserted into his urethra and is now jammed inside his cock. The sensation of having something like that lodged inside of his cock is something he has never experienced before, and it brings him a strange, almost sickening pleasure. Chris breathing only becomes more rapid as the pleasure increases, and his body is screaming for a release. \n\nThe vixen on her side, continues by applying another coating of lube, now on the outside of the thick condom that has been put over his cock, at the same time ensuring that the condom goes all the way down, and over his knot. From her perspective, it can be seen that the tube that now runs into Chris' cock continues into the side of the condom; it now runs down alongside the edge of his cock and ends at the bottom. Any liquids pushed out through Chris' urethra will be redirected through the condom and out of this hole. The vixen finished lathering up the condom; it is now soaked in a thick layer of lube. She knows that it is time. She looks to her Master, who gives her a wave with his hoof, and she gets up on her feet. She takes a deep breath and instructs her assistant to remove her loincloth. Now standing above Chris completely naked, she positions herself over his raging erection. Starting with a squat, she reaches her paws down to grab a hold of that rock-hard cock, before directing it to her little spade and pussy lips. She takes another breath of air, closes her eyes, and in one swift motion, sinks herself down, taking Chris' entire length in one, single go. \n\nChris gasps and cries out in pleasure as the vixen rams herself down his length. Despite being more than 19years old, Chris is still a virgin, and the vixen now going down on his length sends extreme pleasure through his body, unlike anything he could have possibly imagined that sex would be like. The vixen rests for a bit, her lips kissing his knot, before she begins to rise, and then she lets herself down again, all the way down to the knot. Chris gasps again. The vixen picks up pace; she starts a rhythmical movement of up and down, going as fast as she can, but being limited by her uncomfortable position. Chris can see that she has to bend her hips all the way down just to do this, and after a few thrusts she has to support herself using her paws on either side of his body. Chris cannot hold back any further; his body begins to instinctively hump and thrust in rhythm with the vixen on top of him. He moans loudly, but the vixen does not even lot out as much as a sound. Due to this previous build-up, Chris does not last long, something the vixen also notices. As he thrusts himself into her harder than ever before, she suddenly lays herself down on his belly, ordering the other vixen to push down on her butt, and to force Chris' knot inside of her. Her assistant obeys, and with an audible wet pop, Chris' knot slides inside of her, locking the two of them together. Chris can only moan and gasp for air as the vixen lays on top of him, his cock pumping out load after loud of sperm. It would have been a very precious moment, had it not been for the fact that he had been forced into this, by the zebra who is now standing next to them, his eyes fixated on the two of them. He pays especially close attention to the gap between their bodies, between their legs, where he can see sperm shooting out of the tube leading from Chris' condom and cock. The specially made cocksleeve had done its job very well. <> he speaks up, as he walks over to look Chris in the face again. <>. Chris is still panting, and his cock is still pumping out sperm and pulsing, but he looks at the zebra confused; <>. The zebra laughs; <> suddenly, one of the hyenas is standing next to the zebra with two syringes. <> the zebra explains as he grabs a hold of one of the syringes, its sharp needle protruding threateningly towards Chris, <>. It takes a few moments for Chris to put two and two together. <> Chris looks into the eyes of the vixen; he can see she is crying now. The zebra walks forth, and without even a moment to spare, jabs into Chris' right arm, emptying its contents into him. <> the zebra orders, and the three hyenas from before moves over to the two foxes on the table. The hyenas works efficiently. They push the vixen down onto him even tighter than she had been until now; the ripping of tape indicates that a roll of tape had been opened. Before Chris even has the time to question, the two of the are lifted slightly up from the table, and one of the hyenas start rolling the roll of tape around their bodies, taping them tightly together. The hyena continues like this for a few seconds, until a few strips of tapes has been added. The same procedure is repeated all over their bodies; their feet are taped tightly together, followed by their arms, tails, and finally their chests. Their faces and muzzles are now only a few centimeters apart from one another. The medication that the zebra had given them earlier, had started to kick in; Chris could feel how his cock keeps on pulsing, as more and more blood finds its way into his shaft, keeping it rigid and stiff. The intense pleasure he had been feeling so far, begins to fade away and starts to be replaced by a slight discomfort, as the vaginal walls of the vixen above him clamps down around his expanding girth. The hyenas take Chris by surprise in the middle of his thoughts as they roll the two over onto their sides, lifts his tail, and inserts a thick, bulbous object into his anus. Chris can only gasp and sees that the vixen next to him gasps as well; she must have been given the same treat meant. She is still crying profusely. The hyenas talk between themselves, seeming to argue eagerly over something. The vixen speaks to Chris, for the first time in their encounter; <>. Suddenly, the hyenas appear before them again. Hold muzzle cages in their paws. Chris starts to struggle, but it is of no use. The hyenas skillfully grab a hold of his head and forces the muzzle cage over his face. The same thing is done to the vixen above him. But Chris is slightly confused; having a muzzle cage is humiliating yes but is not exactly painful. His confusion was soon answered as the hyenas continues by forcing his jaws apart and inserts a thick rubber tube into his mouth. Chris gags and his body tries to throw up, as the tube is forced down his throat, further and further, until one of the hyenas tells the others to stop as the tube has made its way into his stomach. Not that this stops his gag reflex. The tube is thick, nearly filling up his entire throat. There is barely enough room for him to breath with the tube in place. The vixen is also given this treatment, but she does not gag; Chris realizes this must not be her first time suffering this treatment. But the tube being pushed down her throat does cause her to tense up, including her vagina, which sends waves of painful pleasure through his body, and he groans. \n\nThe hyenas than proceeds by taping their bodies together, continuing from the rough framework laid out earlier. Soon, their legs are tied completely together, then their arms and paws are tied together. And despite Chris' muffled protests, their bellies and chests are also tied together, forcing the two of them tightly to one another. And even when breathing becomes problematic, the hyenas keep on applying more and more tape, forcing them even closer to one another. Chris can feel the breathing of the vixen tied to him, and even her pulse radiates through her skin and into him. Meanwhile his raging erection is still going as strong as ever, occasionally pulsing and twitching, causing pleasure to course through his body, but by now the enjoyment of it all is gone; to Chris it is like torture by this point, as his body screams for it to be over, but his erection is kept up by the medication he had been given. Before long, only their heads remain; their entire bodies have been covered in a thick layer of black tape, keeping the two tightly tied to one another. Chris hopes it is all over now, but he soon finds out that the hyenas have more in store for him. A thick blindfold is put over his eyes, and tightly laced around his head, removing his vision. \n\nNext, Chris is sickened by the terrible feeling of something pushing into his nostrils. The hyenas had just pushed breathing tubes into his nostrils, to let him breathe once they are done with him. Next, the tubes going into the two foxes' stomachs are tied together, and carefully lined along Chris' neck, so it comes out on his back. The hyenas mix up a pink paste in a small bowl, which they apply to silicon plugs. They forcefully pull open the foxes' ears, before plugging their ear canals shut, ensuring that the two of them would not be able to hear anything for the duration of their confinement. Chris had begun to struggle again upon realizing his hearing was taken away from him but being taped to the vixen his struggle got him nowhere. Finally, the two hyenas proceed by taping their way up the two foxes' necks, then their heads, until they are completely covered in the black tape. Before taping their heads together, the hyenas make sure to force the two foxes into a kissing position, their muzzles locked together for the next two weeks. For the next two hours the hyenas continue to apply more and more tape to their two victims, until they are covered by a thick layer of tape and all attempts at movement will be hindered. The only holes left in the thick tape covering is around the two foxes' tail holes, and a hole in the middle underneath them for their bodily fluids to escape from. Soon enough, Dijango returns to the hyenas. <> he asks them. <> one of the hyenas responds. Dijango grinds as he looks at the black lump on the table; had he not known that there are two foxes hidden inside, it could have easily been mistaken for a pile of trash. He begins to unbutton his pants. <> without even asking a question, the hyena who had spoken to him just a moment ago rolls the lump around, and pulls out the thick, bulbous plug that been pushed into Chris' tail hole. <> Dijango orders, which he is swiftly provided with. Without being told to do so, the three hyenas grabs a hold of the black lump, before lifting it up. They take a moment to aim and line the fox' tail hole up with Diango's zebra shaft, before they let gravity takes it course and Dijango takes over as he starts roughly and brutally humping the hole. He can hear Chris' muffled screaming from within. <> he mutters as he proceeds to breed the fox for over five minutes before he finally reaches his climax and cums deep inside the male. Yanking his cock out unceremoniously, Dijango swiftly inserts the long-tipped electrostimulator into the fox's tail hole, before cranking it up to maximum power. It does not take long before traces of yellowish liquid can be seen dripping out of the hole underneath the two foxes; Chris had been stimulated to the point where he had lost his bladder control and urinated on himself. Dijango merely smiles before he jams the electrostimulator even further in, now burying even its handle inside. <> he orders from the hyenas, which they give him, and he tapes the stimulator so it remains stuck inside the fox. <> Dijango orders the hyenas as he zips his pants up again, <>. Minutes later, Chris and the vixen are left hanging in a bouncer from the roof; it is almost like a little baby-swing, only made from a soft fabric with holes in for their legs - the hyenas had not taped the small gap between their left and right legs - which is than hanged from the roof. The last task on their list before their job is finished for the hyenas, is to feed their newly made creation. They find a nutritional liquid, which they proceed to pump into the tubes going into the two foxes' stomachs. The sensation of his stomach forcefully pump with food brings discomfort to Chris, but there is literally nothing he can do to stop it. They than tap on the back of the vixen's taped neck three times; this is to signal to her that they are finished. Unlike Chris, her ears still had some hearing left, as the hyenas had been unsuccessful at making a sound-tight seal around her right ear. They had not told Dijango about this, and could only hope that the vixen would not reveal this to him when they cut open the tape cocoon in two weeks. But the vixen is still unable to answer them. But she knows that she is one step closer to being let out. Now she just has to endure 14days like this tied together to this male fox, with his inflated cock between her legs, before she can be let out again. Her guess was that Dijango must have applied the electrostimulator; Chris had suddenly begun to squirm and trash, his movements hindered by him being tied to her, but his cock still pulsed and trashed inside of her, and she swore she could feel a warmth coming from it. She tries to settle in, but just than the plug in her anus is forcefully pulled out. It takes her a second to realize what is about to happen, but by the time she does it is too late to even try to utter a protest; Dijango had come back for a round two, and proceeded to violently rape her too, not just once, but three times in a row. The poor vixen could only cry and scream to herself as he did, his cock violating her innards and causing her excruciating pain. By the end of it all she was left a crying mess of a vixen, her innards filled with a mix of sperm and piss from the zebra, and when he was finally done, to her horror, he applied the electrostimulator to her as well. The vixen desperately tries to scream and yell for him to stop, but Dijango pays it no mind as he forces the stimulator into her and cranks it to the fullest power. As if this was not enough, Dijango than proceeds to reversing the procedure done by the hyenas when they had fed the two foxes; he sucks out all the liquid food from their stomachs, leaving them to have to go through the night hungry, without any nutrients. \n\nDijango empties the contents he had sucked out of the two foxes' stomachs into a tray. No chance the two of them will have any nutrients to go on for the first week of their confinement. Chris had to learn his place, and this is the only way to do so. Dijango looks at the lump of plastic tape in the bouncer; he could hear the faint screaming of his victims as they must be trashing and trying their best to fight their way out. He has seen this being attempted many times before. There is no chance they are getting out of their plastic cocoon. He calls for the other vixen who had been assisting during the process of having the two foxes' tied together. He orders her to sit in the room and keep a close eye on the two foxes. And also to collect any sperm that may leak out as Chris would be force to orgasm and cum, MANY Times. The vixen is still in shock after seeing what the hyenas had done, but scared out of her minds, she has no choice but to nod her head in forced agreement. Dijango also leaves her with syringes, instructing her to inject one of them into Chris every two hours, to ensure his erection would not go down, and to maintain his knot's tie to the vixen. The vixen takes a note of his instructions, and weakly responds with a standard ``yes, my master'' as Dijango leaves the room. She looks with dismay at the lump of plastic in the bouncer, knowing to her horror that within it, resides two foxes, forced to share the most intimate of connection that two canines can share. It was going to be a long two weeks for the two of them. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Just a quick heads-up to my followers; this story differs significantly from the kinks and themes I have written about before, please proceed with caution. See the tags if you are unsure if you wish to read further on.

Pain and a strange sensation of nausea and dizziness is all that fills his mind as he stirs back to life. Chris has no idea what has happened. Last thing he remembers is that he was walking down a path in the forest, when suddenly a stinging pain struck him in the neck. After that it's just... black. And now he awakens to this. As if this is not enough, he cannot see anything. He knows his not gone blind; he can feel the pressure of a blindfold hugging his head. He tries to speak, cry for help, anything, but it is at this moment he realizes his got his mouth shut by a thick, rubber-like object. His tongue rolls around the object, and he quickly realizes its an oversized pacifier or ballgag of some kind. What is going on? He tries to keep calm, but panic takes hold of his body for a moment, causing him to trash around. His paws and legs are unable to move; he realizes he has been tied down to something. That explains the rockhard surface underneath his back. Chris steadies himself and calms his breathing; panic won't do him any good. But questions are arising in his mind. Where is he? Why is he here? And who, or what, has done this to him? He decides to wriggle his right paw a little. As a kit, he loved to twist and turn his body into the weirdest contortions, meaning his no stranger to using his body's flexibility to its fullest potential. His kithood habits comes into good use now; after a few minutes his able to wriggle his paw free from its constrain. Than the left paw comes free, although this one was much more difficult to free, even causing pieces of his fur to be torn out by the roots. He reaches for his face, and manages to find the buckle on the left side, and removed the gag. The blindfold is more difficult he quickly finds out, as it has been literally taped to his fur, meaning he has to spend what feels like an eternity carefully cutting his fur with his claws. At long last, the blindfold comes loose, and he tosses it to the floor. The light in the room blinds his eyes; but after a couple of minutes, the details of the room starts coming into view. Not that there is much to see to be honest. The room is covered in what appears to be aluminum sheets. The room has no furniture or notable interior aside from a massive work bench to his right paw side, although the bench is cleaned to the point of shining his reflection back to him, only broken by a whiteboard bearing the message ``Keep calm and bondage on''. Chris did not like the last two words. His attention turns to his own situation. His legs are still attached and restrained to the table underneath him. It is a white table, material uncertain. Attached to it are various constraints made from leather. It is at this point he realizes something else. Aside from a primitive loincloth, he is completely stripped of clothes. His silvery fur shines into his eyes as he looks over his body. For the first time, true panic starts to grab hold of him. He frantically starts pawing at the constraints keeping his legs in place, but no matter how much he tries, it is of no use. In desperation, he resorts to biting down with his teeth using all his might. His fangs digs their way into the soft leather. But the strap won't give way. Chris refuses to give up. He starts violently snapping and biting, and the strap begins to give out. There's only a tiny little strip of leather left to go, when suddenly a door opens. The conversation held by the three mammals who enter is brought to a halt when they see their prisoner trying to escape. Before Chris even has a chance to react, they have thrown themselves upon him, and pinned him to the table. Within seconds, his strapped down tightly to the table,. Chris is on the verge of crying, but he refuses to let his captors get that reaction and benefit by seeing his tears.

Three hours goes by, with the three mammals remaining in the room. Chris inspects them closely as best he can while being strapped to the table. Their all spotted hyenas, powerful mammals at least twice his size and weight. And way more powerful than him. Fighting them will only give a bad result for him. The three hyenas are wearing strange coats. They look like lab coats, but are grey in color, and are covered in tiny little metal balls. The three begin to open up shelves and cupboards under and next to the work bench; the cupboards are integrated into the wall, and impossible to see when closed. They bring out numerous objects Chris has difficulties recognizing. Though he sees a worrying amount of tape rolls. Black tape.

At last, the door opens again. In comes three more mammals. A zebra, and two foxes like himself, but with the traditional red color associated with his species, where as he has a silvery fur. The two foxes looks to him once, than quickly shifts their gaze too look down into the floor. Their body language worries him. Their ears are laid far back, tails between their legs. One of them is even shivering. One of the foxes, the same one who was shivering a moment ago but straightened out, has had her belly fur shaved clean off. Letting her little teats be shown for all the world to see. Aside from similar loinclothing like Chris has, they are both naked. They walk to stand in front of the zebra, and reluctantly they look up to meet his eyes. <<You brought the things along that I asked you to take with you?>>. <<Yes, master.>> they both answers, their voices weak and filled with fear. <<Good.>>. The zebra turns to the otter whose belly had been shaven clean; <<You know what to do, now tell her what I expect from the two of you.>>. The vixen merely responds with a ``yes master'' again, before turning to the vixen besides her. Her shivering comes back as she instructs the vixen to bring out the razor machine. The second vixen merely nods, as she reaches outside the door to bring in a small trolley covered in small little objects. A razor machine, what looks to be a selection of condoms, and strange looking, black bottles, with no texts on them. The two vixens walk over to Chris and climbs up onto the table. The one without fur on her belly starts drawing with her paws across Chris' belly, telling the other to shave off all the fur starting from Chris' neck down to his hips. Reluctantly, the vixen starts doing so, starting with his neck, shoulders, trimming down along his belly, and finally ending up at his hip area, but steering clear of the loincloth. The furless vixen stops her in her tracks, telling her they need to shave EVERYTHING. Including Chris' sheath. Chris is shocked to hear this and begins to protest. <<Shut him up, now.>> the zebra tells the two, afterwards turning to one of the hyenas and providing them with instructions, but Chris cannot understand the language his speaking to them in. <<Yes, my master.>> a response is heard. The furless vixen looks down into Chris' face, her eyes looking into his with sorrow, as she retrieves the pacifier-looking gag from earlier, and weakly shoves it into his mouth. Meanwhile, the vixen with the razor machine continues her work, and in less than two minutes, the shaving is complete. Leaving Chris without any fur on his bellies, his sheath stripped of its fur too. <<Oh, this is going to be fun.>> the zebra says with evil in his voice as he walks over to the fox strapped onto the table. He orders to the two vixens away as he grabs the pacifier gag and pulls it out. <<What is your name?>> he asks. Chris refuses to answer; he is not going to let some sicko get to him. The zebra asks one more time; <<I said, what is your name?>>. Chris still refuses to answer him. The furless vixen steps forward; <<His name is Chris, my master.>>. <<Chris?>> the zebra looks at the vixen suspiciously, clearly not liking the fact that she had spoken without permission; the vixen looks up at her master; <<It was embroiled into his pants, master.>>. <<Oh, very well than.>> the zebra waves his hoof, and the vixen breaths a sigh of relief; she must have feared some sort of punishment. <<Well, Chris. Welcome to my humble, little establishment. I am Dijango, but you'll very quickly come to know me as your Master.>> Master? The hell is this zebra even going on about? <<You have already met these two obedient ones.>> he says as he points his hoofs to the two vixens, <<Soon enough, you may find yourself in their position, helping me preparing my new arrivals. You see, Chris, I have a special sort of trade that I am a part of. You know what that trade is?>> Chris involuntarily shakes his head, but still refusing to speak; <<Well I trade in the sale and transfer of rare DNA and genetics, of course!>>. The zebra starts stroking Chris' fur along the sides of his body. <<And a rare, silver-colored red fox? Your genes will go for top dollar my friend, you shall make me a ton of money during your stay here.>> Chris was stunned to learn this. <<But, how?>> he asks, instantly regretting having allowed the zebra into his mind by getting into a conversation with him. <<By selling your little spermies, well of course. And...>> the zebra looks to the two vixens, <<Occasionally by letting you impregnate whatever vixen comes my way, and then having your offspring sold to the highest bidder.>>. <<You lunatic, you cannot do this to me!>> Damn it, he had fallen straight into the trap of the zebra. <<Oh yes Chris, I can. And I will. Trust me. In a few months from now, your spermies will have been spread across the world, giving rise to, hopefully, numerous rare silvery red foxes. Ah, it is going to be a dream come true, you are by far the rarest specimen I have in my collection thus far.>> the zebra had no transitioned over to stroking Chris across his belly, tracing his way down towards Chris' sheath and balls. <<And who knows, maybe you will even come to like it, perhaps even enjoy your stay here.>> the zebra had no reached Chris' sheath and had begun to teasingly movie his hoofs alongside it. <<There is only one tinsy little problem though.>> suddenly, the zebra starts pushing his hoof into Chris' sheath; not hard enough to cause any harm, but enough to cause discomfort. <<You did try to escape. I cannot let escape attempts to go unpunished. I therefor sentence you to two weeks' worth of confinement. I suggest you think over your behavior and start acting the way I want when I let you out.>>. <<Screw you.>> Chris responds, defiantly refusing to give in to the zebra. The zebra smiles; <<Oh, but my dearest Chris, I am not the one who is going to be ``screwed''. You are. You see, you won't be spending your time in confinement on your own. I got... Let us call it, my own twist to the old idea of solitary confinement. Rather than solitary, you shall be given one partner to join you in the confinement.>> upon this, the vixen without fur on her belly, visibly shivers even more, and even lets out a few tears. <<Get to it.>> the zebra orders the two vixens. The furless vixen instructs the other to bring her the lube and arousal cream. Arousal cream? Chris had never heard of anything like that. The other vixen obeys and brings her the requested items. The furless vixens walk to between Chris' legs. Then, applying a good portion of the cream in her paws, begins to smear it across Chris' sheath. Almost instantly, his cock starts to pulse and grow. Chris could only gasp; he had never experienced anything quite like this. The cream seemed to cause a slight burning sensation on his very sensitive skin, yet at the same time it caused unimaginable pleasure to shoot through his body. His tongue almost instantly starts to loll out of his muzzle, as he begins to pant heavily, his pulse rising, and his body almost running wild with the sensations. It takes only half a minute before his cock reaches it's full erection, even including his knot which pops free of his sheath, letting his entire length stand proud in front of the vixen. Had it not been for the situation that Chris has found himself in, he would probably have been rather proud of having her paw him off like this. The vixen, however, wastes no time. She quickly asks for the lube to be given to her, which she proceeds to lather his cock up with the lube, making sure to cover every little bit of it. Chris is nearly crawling out of his skin with the intense pleasure this brings him. But the vixen is not yet done. Suddenly, a strange, clamping sensation is felt around his cock. Chris looks down, to see the vixen holding what appears to be a condom in her paws. Except, it is much thicker than a condom would be. And it has a strange-looking stick-like thing inside of it. The vixen repositions the object, and Chris can only let out a sharp gasp and groan as the rubber is slid down over his cock. But not only that; the stick-like feature, while Chris could not have possibly known this, is a thin, rubber-soft tube, which has been inserted into his urethra and is now jammed inside his cock. The sensation of having something like that lodged inside of his cock is something he has never experienced before, and it brings him a strange, almost sickening pleasure. Chris breathing only becomes more rapid as the pleasure increases, and his body is screaming for a release.

The vixen on her side, continues by applying another coating of lube, now on the outside of the thick condom that has been put over his cock, at the same time ensuring that the condom goes all the way down, and over his knot. From her perspective, it can be seen that the tube that now runs into Chris' cock continues into the side of the condom; it now runs down alongside the edge of his cock and ends at the bottom. Any liquids pushed out through Chris' urethra will be redirected through the condom and out of this hole. The vixen finished lathering up the condom; it is now soaked in a thick layer of lube. She knows that it is time. She looks to her Master, who gives her a wave with his hoof, and she gets up on her feet. She takes a deep breath and instructs her assistant to remove her loincloth. Now standing above Chris completely naked, she positions herself over his raging erection. Starting with a squat, she reaches her paws down to grab a hold of that rock-hard cock, before directing it to her little spade and pussy lips. She takes another breath of air, closes her eyes, and in one swift motion, sinks herself down, taking Chris' entire length in one, single go.

Chris gasps and cries out in pleasure as the vixen rams herself down his length. Despite being more than 19years old, Chris is still a virgin, and the vixen now going down on his length sends extreme pleasure through his body, unlike anything he could have possibly imagined that sex would be like. The vixen rests for a bit, her lips kissing his knot, before she begins to rise, and then she lets herself down again, all the way down to the knot. Chris gasps again. The vixen picks up pace; she starts a rhythmical movement of up and down, going as fast as she can, but being limited by her uncomfortable position. Chris can see that she has to bend her hips all the way down just to do this, and after a few thrusts she has to support herself using her paws on either side of his body. Chris cannot hold back any further; his body begins to instinctively hump and thrust in rhythm with the vixen on top of him. He moans loudly, but the vixen does not even lot out as much as a sound. Due to this previous build-up, Chris does not last long, something the vixen also notices. As he thrusts himself into her harder than ever before, she suddenly lays herself down on his belly, ordering the other vixen to push down on her butt, and to force Chris' knot inside of her. Her assistant obeys, and with an audible wet pop, Chris' knot slides inside of her, locking the two of them together. Chris can only moan and gasp for air as the vixen lays on top of him, his cock pumping out load after loud of sperm. It would have been a very precious moment, had it not been for the fact that he had been forced into this, by the zebra who is now standing next to them, his eyes fixated on the two of them. He pays especially close attention to the gap between their bodies, between their legs, where he can see sperm shooting out of the tube leading from Chris' condom and cock. The specially made cocksleeve had done its job very well. <<Well, well, are you two not the cutest.>> he speaks up, as he walks over to look Chris in the face again. <<However, I am afraid this is where your confinement will begin. You see, in my place, you do not get to spend your confinement alone. You get to spend it with this gorgeous girl, isn't that a blast?>>. Chris is still panting, and his cock is still pumping out sperm and pulsing, but he looks at the zebra confused; <<What do you mean?>>. The zebra laughs; <<Do you really need it put out into stone in front of you?>> suddenly, one of the hyenas is standing next to the zebra with two syringes. <<These are powerful medications my scientists have invented.>> the zebra explains as he grabs a hold of one of the syringes, its sharp needle protruding threateningly towards Chris, <<I'll spare you the boring details of what these medications does, all you need to know is this; once this has been administered, that little erection and knot of yours? It will not go down again any day soon.>>. It takes a few moments for Chris to put two and two together. <<That's right, my little spermbank. You shall have to serve your confinement, with your cock tied inside this vixen, facing belly to belly with her.>> Chris looks into the eyes of the vixen; he can see she is crying now. The zebra walks forth, and without even a moment to spare, jabs into Chris' right arm, emptying its contents into him. <<Suit them up.>> the zebra orders, and the three hyenas from before moves over to the two foxes on the table. The hyenas works efficiently. They push the vixen down onto him even tighter than she had been until now; the ripping of tape indicates that a roll of tape had been opened. Before Chris even has the time to question, the two of the are lifted slightly up from the table, and one of the hyenas start rolling the roll of tape around their bodies, taping them tightly together. The hyena continues like this for a few seconds, until a few strips of tapes has been added. The same procedure is repeated all over their bodies; their feet are taped tightly together, followed by their arms, tails, and finally their chests. Their faces and muzzles are now only a few centimeters apart from one another. The medication that the zebra had given them earlier, had started to kick in; Chris could feel how his cock keeps on pulsing, as more and more blood finds its way into his shaft, keeping it rigid and stiff. The intense pleasure he had been feeling so far, begins to fade away and starts to be replaced by a slight discomfort, as the vaginal walls of the vixen above him clamps down around his expanding girth. The hyenas take Chris by surprise in the middle of his thoughts as they roll the two over onto their sides, lifts his tail, and inserts a thick, bulbous object into his anus. Chris can only gasp and sees that the vixen next to him gasps as well; she must have been given the same treat meant. She is still crying profusely. The hyenas talk between themselves, seeming to argue eagerly over something. The vixen speaks to Chris, for the first time in their encounter; <<Brace yourself, this next part will hurt.>>. Suddenly, the hyenas appear before them again. Hold muzzle cages in their paws. Chris starts to struggle, but it is of no use. The hyenas skillfully grab a hold of his head and forces the muzzle cage over his face. The same thing is done to the vixen above him. But Chris is slightly confused; having a muzzle cage is humiliating yes but is not exactly painful. His confusion was soon answered as the hyenas continues by forcing his jaws apart and inserts a thick rubber tube into his mouth. Chris gags and his body tries to throw up, as the tube is forced down his throat, further and further, until one of the hyenas tells the others to stop as the tube has made its way into his stomach. Not that this stops his gag reflex. The tube is thick, nearly filling up his entire throat. There is barely enough room for him to breath with the tube in place. The vixen is also given this treatment, but she does not gag; Chris realizes this must not be her first time suffering this treatment. But the tube being pushed down her throat does cause her to tense up, including her vagina, which sends waves of painful pleasure through his body, and he groans.

The hyenas than proceeds by taping their bodies together, continuing from the rough framework laid out earlier. Soon, their legs are tied completely together, then their arms and paws are tied together. And despite Chris' muffled protests, their bellies and chests are also tied together, forcing the two of them tightly to one another. And even when breathing becomes problematic, the hyenas keep on applying more and more tape, forcing them even closer to one another. Chris can feel the breathing of the vixen tied to him, and even her pulse radiates through her skin and into him. Meanwhile his raging erection is still going as strong as ever, occasionally pulsing and twitching, causing pleasure to course through his body, but by now the enjoyment of it all is gone; to Chris it is like torture by this point, as his body screams for it to be over, but his erection is kept up by the medication he had been given. Before long, only their heads remain; their entire bodies have been covered in a thick layer of black tape, keeping the two tightly tied to one another. Chris hopes it is all over now, but he soon finds out that the hyenas have more in store for him. A thick blindfold is put over his eyes, and tightly laced around his head, removing his vision.

Next, Chris is sickened by the terrible feeling of something pushing into his nostrils. The hyenas had just pushed breathing tubes into his nostrils, to let him breathe once they are done with him. Next, the tubes going into the two foxes' stomachs are tied together, and carefully lined along Chris' neck, so it comes out on his back. The hyenas mix up a pink paste in a small bowl, which they apply to silicon plugs. They forcefully pull open the foxes' ears, before plugging their ear canals shut, ensuring that the two of them would not be able to hear anything for the duration of their confinement. Chris had begun to struggle again upon realizing his hearing was taken away from him but being taped to the vixen his struggle got him nowhere. Finally, the two hyenas proceed by taping their way up the two foxes' necks, then their heads, until they are completely covered in the black tape. Before taping their heads together, the hyenas make sure to force the two foxes into a kissing position, their muzzles locked together for the next two weeks. For the next two hours the hyenas continue to apply more and more tape to their two victims, until they are covered by a thick layer of tape and all attempts at movement will be hindered. The only holes left in the thick tape covering is around the two foxes' tail holes, and a hole in the middle underneath them for their bodily fluids to escape from. Soon enough, Dijango returns to the hyenas. <<Is it finished?>> he asks them. <<Yes master.>> one of the hyenas responds. Dijango grinds as he looks at the black lump on the table; had he not known that there are two foxes hidden inside, it could have easily been mistaken for a pile of trash. He begins to unbutton his pants. <<Very well done. Now, unplug him. I shall give our new bitch his welcoming bonus.>> without even asking a question, the hyena who had spoken to him just a moment ago rolls the lump around, and pulls out the thick, bulbous plug that been pushed into Chris' tail hole. <<Bring me the electrostimulator.>> Dijango orders, which he is swiftly provided with. Without being told to do so, the three hyenas grabs a hold of the black lump, before lifting it up. They take a moment to aim and line the fox' tail hole up with Diango's zebra shaft, before they let gravity takes it course and Dijango takes over as he starts roughly and brutally humping the hole. He can hear Chris' muffled screaming from within. <<Such a good little cocksleeve.>> he mutters as he proceeds to breed the fox for over five minutes before he finally reaches his climax and cums deep inside the male. Yanking his cock out unceremoniously, Dijango swiftly inserts the long-tipped electrostimulator into the fox's tail hole, before cranking it up to maximum power. It does not take long before traces of yellowish liquid can be seen dripping out of the hole underneath the two foxes; Chris had been stimulated to the point where he had lost his bladder control and urinated on himself. Dijango merely smiles before he jams the electrostimulator even further in, now burying even its handle inside. <<Tape.>> he orders from the hyenas, which they give him, and he tapes the stimulator so it remains stuck inside the fox. <<Leave this in him for the next 24hours, should give him a good start to his confinement.>> Dijango orders the hyenas as he zips his pants up again, <<And put the two of them into a bouncer.>>. Minutes later, Chris and the vixen are left hanging in a bouncer from the roof; it is almost like a little baby-swing, only made from a soft fabric with holes in for their legs - the hyenas had not taped the small gap between their left and right legs - which is than hanged from the roof. The last task on their list before their job is finished for the hyenas, is to feed their newly made creation. They find a nutritional liquid, which they proceed to pump into the tubes going into the two foxes' stomachs. The sensation of his stomach forcefully pump with food brings discomfort to Chris, but there is literally nothing he can do to stop it. They than tap on the back of the vixen's taped neck three times; this is to signal to her that they are finished. Unlike Chris, her ears still had some hearing left, as the hyenas had been unsuccessful at making a sound-tight seal around her right ear. They had not told Dijango about this, and could only hope that the vixen would not reveal this to him when they cut open the tape cocoon in two weeks. But the vixen is still unable to answer them. But she knows that she is one step closer to being let out. Now she just has to endure 14days like this tied together to this male fox, with his inflated cock between her legs, before she can be let out again. Her guess was that Dijango must have applied the electrostimulator; Chris had suddenly begun to squirm and trash, his movements hindered by him being tied to her, but his cock still pulsed and trashed inside of her, and she swore she could feel a warmth coming from it. She tries to settle in, but just than the plug in her anus is forcefully pulled out. It takes her a second to realize what is about to happen, but by the time she does it is too late to even try to utter a protest; Dijango had come back for a round two, and proceeded to violently rape her too, not just once, but three times in a row. The poor vixen could only cry and scream to herself as he did, his cock violating her innards and causing her excruciating pain. By the end of it all she was left a crying mess of a vixen, her innards filled with a mix of sperm and piss from the zebra, and when he was finally done, to her horror, he applied the electrostimulator to her as well. The vixen desperately tries to scream and yell for him to stop, but Dijango pays it no mind as he forces the stimulator into her and cranks it to the fullest power. As if this was not enough, Dijango than proceeds to reversing the procedure done by the hyenas when they had fed the two foxes; he sucks out all the liquid food from their stomachs, leaving them to have to go through the night hungry, without any nutrients.

Dijango empties the contents he had sucked out of the two foxes' stomachs into a tray. No chance the two of them will have any nutrients to go on for the first week of their confinement. Chris had to learn his place, and this is the only way to do so. Dijango looks at the lump of plastic tape in the bouncer; he could hear the faint screaming of his victims as they must be trashing and trying their best to fight their way out. He has seen this being attempted many times before. There is no chance they are getting out of their plastic cocoon. He calls for the other vixen who had been assisting during the process of having the two foxes' tied together. He orders her to sit in the room and keep a close eye on the two foxes. And also to collect any sperm that may leak out as Chris would be force to orgasm and cum, MANY Times. The vixen is still in shock after seeing what the hyenas had done, but scared out of her minds, she has no choice but to nod her head in forced agreement. Dijango also leaves her with syringes, instructing her to inject one of them into Chris every two hours, to ensure his erection would not go down, and to maintain his knot's tie to the vixen. The vixen takes a note of his instructions, and weakly responds with a standard ``yes, my master'' as Dijango leaves the room. She looks with dismay at the lump of plastic in the bouncer, knowing to her horror that within it, resides two foxes, forced to share the most intimate of connection that two canines can share. It was going to be a long two weeks for the two of them.

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