\n\t\t\t\t\tKonnykonYou have no idea how amazingly fun this picture was to get and how wonderful it came out. Combining some of my absolute favorite fetishes including bondage, sensory deprivation, and latex made this one of my all time favorite pictures in my gallery. Below is a fun little story I wrote for it featuring
\n\t\t\t\t\tSyles so please, enjoy yourself!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Klo skipped off merrily to his friend’s house as today was sure to be an exciting day. His feline friend had called him last night, saying that he had just received a pile of new latex and rubbery outfits and he wanted his foxie friend to help try them all on and model a bit with them. Certainly unable to say no to such a request, Klo had a fairly restless night of sleeping before he all but sprinted out the door the very next morning, traveling along the familiar path to his friend’s house.
Klo arrived at the panther’s house shortly past noon and was starting to feel a little bit hungry as he knocked on the door. Almost instantaneously, the door sprung open and the twin tailed fox was knocked on his rump by a flying mess of black fur and cuteness. The feline, Syles, gave him a long friendly slurp across the cheek in greeting before hopping off of him and helping him to his feet.
Syles was your typical panther, though, in contrast to Klo’s all but girly physique, the feline looked a lot more athletic and built than most others of his species. He was only wearing a pair of navy blue boxers when he opened the door, but that was hardly odd since most everyone around here didn’t wear anything at all usually. On a warm summer day like today, wearing clothing over fur would be all but obscene.
“Hey there, fluffy butt!” Klo giggled at his feline companion, “Long time no see!”
“What are you talking about, silly fox?” Syles retorted, “I was over all last week, locked in that perverted dungeon you call a basement.”
\t“Oooh yeah… I totally forgot about that. Well, I was trying to teach you some valuable life lesson, but I completely forgot what that was supposed to be. Anyway, forget all of that, what did you wanna show me?”
\tThe fox could barely hide his eagerness as he followed the kitty back into his house, but before they got too far into it, Klo took a quick pit stop at Syles’s fridge. The sneaky fox quickly grabbed himself a soda and a yogurt before falling back in step behind the panther, licking inside of the yogurt cup because he didn’t have time to grab a spoon.
The two of them finally got to Syles’s room, and the fox quickly followed inside. The room itself was by no means small, painted in a quit vivid red with his computer humming in one corner and a television playing… something in another corner. What really caught the attention of Klo though was the giant cardboard box sitting in the middle of his bed. It had already been opened by the panther and was positively leaking out latex clothing and outfits. Klo bounded over to it before the panther could even say anything and started tearing though it, looking though the wonderful pile of clothing.
“Geez, Syles! Where the heck did you get all of this? It must have cost you a fortune!!”
Syles quickly caught the drink and yogurt cup before they could make a mess of his room. “Oh, it was actually a lot cheaper than it looks. I mean, a lot of stuff I have has value, so me and the company just worked out a little trade.”
The fox quickly rifled through the pile of wonderful material and bondage clothing while the panther placed the food on the counter. Every treasure he found seemed to be just as amazing as the next one. There were leg and arm cuffs galore, every color and size that you could imagine. His paws found their way over a pair of thick latex hoods, tight arm and leg binders, straight jackets and body gear. What really caught Klo’s eye though was an extra large bright pink silicone ball gag, nearly six inches in diameter. Attached to it was a solid black latex band, but the sheer size of the toy would mean that Klo’s muzzle would be stretched to its limit.
Syles smiled as he sat down on the bed next to the fox, “Quite the collection, isn’t it. Needless to say, we’re gonna have some fun this afternoon.”
Klo just sat there, almost dumbstruck by the pile of wonderful bondage gear. Never in his life had he ever seen so much in one place at once. Syles giggled a bit at the awestruck fox, picking up one of the latex straight jackets and slipping it over Klo’s head. The fox yipped and squirmed for a second before quickly calming down and looking up at the panther as he wiggled and slipped his arms into the passages.
“Well, I figured you wanted to try them on after all. I mean, you can’t just sit there all day looking at them.”
The jacket felt really nice around his fur, the inside being just as smooth and sleek as it looked from the outside. With his arms firmly in the passages they belonged, Syles went about tightening up the binder around his body. He could feel his arms tugged around his midsection as the suit compressed his shoulders, chest and back until they were firmly in place. The fox gave a little testing squirm and struggle to see if he could loosen it at all, and smiled at the feeling that he couldn’t. He couldn’t help but blush as he felt a familiar heat between his legs as his shaft quickly grew to its full length.
“It looks like someone is enjoying himself!” Syles said as he leaned down to give a soft kiss to that twitching shaft before he grabbed a latex throng from the pile, quickly slipping it up Klo’s legs until it was snug with his hips. This thong was special though, in that there was a rubber sheath that fit firmly around Klo’s length. Syles quickly topped it off by slipping a tight cock ring around that length just to ensure that the fox would remain hard all throughout playtime.
Klo quickly yipped out, “Wow… this feels incredible. These are really high quality. You said you just got them in a trade? There’s no way that’s possible.”
Syles just grinned happily as he nudged Klo onto his back, positioning him so that his legs were pressed together. Klo could do little but watch and groan in delight as a thick leg binder was slid over his legs, sliding all the way up to his thighs and comfortably compressing them together. He perks up a little as he felt something new though, a squishy latex sack was slipped around his feet, allowing them to squirm just a little, but designed to make his paws and toes completely useless. The panther then tightened a pink leg cuff around both of his ankles as he locked the binder on tight.
Klo could do little but let out another groan of delight as he wiggled and squirmed in the tight outfit, blushing and panting just a little bit from his sexy position. Syles had quickly added a pink belt and some other accessories to his midsection that gave the same comforting tight feeling as well as having the wonderful side effect of really accentuating Klo’s hips. The fox felt that he was far from finished though as he saw Syles rummage around in the still extensive pile of latex outfits. The panther mumbled to himself and then ginned, picking up the large gag that Klo was eying earlier.
“Ah ha! This one will be perfect for you!” He exclaimed with a smile, “Open wide little foxie, I know you were eying this one earlier.”
Klo opened his mouth to protest, but barely got one word out before his maw was stuffed full of the huge silicone ball. He grunted as his teeth sank slightly into that rubbery orb, all but locking it in place before the strap was even attached. Syles wasn’t one to take chances though, and it a flurry of paw movement, that stiff rubber strap was wrapped around the fox’s head and locked in place. Klo groaned at the familiar scent and taste of silicone that was filling his head, and it did nothing to alleviate the aching between his legs.
“Alright, everyone wave bye bye to the foxie now.” Syles grinned as he picked up a heavy rubber hood from the pile. This specific hood was incredibly designed with no passages in it at all besides the neck passage and a pair of hoses for the user’s nose to breath. Inside of it, it would be impossible to see and hearing would be severely limited as well. The fox wanted to protest, but his body and mind wouldn’t let him. The prospect of being sealed up like this excited him too much. Syles pulled the rubber neck hole apart and pushed it over Klo’s gag filled muzzle plunging him at once into complete darkness.
The fox shuddered a bit, having to hold his breath while Syles positioned the hood. He felt every inch of his head being squeezed by the tight rubber with the rest of his body. After a few seconds more of the hood squirming around his head, he felt the smooth hoses press against his nose and slip into it a little ways. He huffed hard through them and found that he could breathe clearly again, though the sounds off the room were mostly mute now as his ears comfortably slipped into their sockets. He felt a soft weight around his neck and instantly knew that the panther had added one final touch, a collar that lightly squeezed the rubber that almost seamlessly connected the hood to the straight jacket.
“Alright, I’m all ready. You can come pick him up now.” Klo heard Syles speak, but he didn’t understand what he had said. Who could possibly be coming to pick him up? Klo started fidgeting and squirming in the tight bondage, but it was too well put on him and Syles seemed content to just let him roll around on the bed for a while. The fox was left in all but complete silence as the minutes ticked by, trying to squirm to get an answer out of the feline. The next sound he heard clearly was a loud knock on the front door.
“Ooh, those will be them, be right back cutie fox.” Klo felt the weight on the bed shift as he assumed the panther had gone to open the door. He was huffing hard through his nose as he squirmed, panic settling in on his uncertain future, wondering what the feline had planned for him. Syles wouldn’t do anything to hurt him, that’s for sure, but he did have a certain flair for perversion, and that’s what worried Klo the most. It wasn’t long before her got his answer as two pairs of strong arms lifted him up by the ankles and shoulders, picking him up easily.
Klo started flailing wildly in the arms of these strangers, whimpering loudly through his gagged up muzzle as best as he could. Despite all of that, the two creatures that had a hold of him easily carried him out the door and Klo groaned as he was crammed into what felt like the trunk of a car. It wasn’t until he heard Syles’s voice again that he finally stopped his futile struggling and calmed down a little bit.
“Alright, Klo,” Syles explained, “I did tell you that I made a trade for all of that wonderful latex gear. Well, the trade was quite simple to tell the truth. I would get the gear I ordered plus some extra, and all I would have to do is stuff you in the extra gear to make a nice display piece for the distributor’s collection. Oh, don’t worry, you’ll be well taken care of and I’m sure you’ll love being the model on display that they want you to be on. You’ll be let out in… a month or so… maybe longer, I didn’t stress the point too much. Anyway, see you later fluffy butt!”
Klo whined hard as he heard the trunk slam, leaving him even less room to squirm than before. However, what panicked him even more was the pressure building in his ears. The latex balls that were designed to just muffle sound were inflating into his ears, silencing the engine of the car, and soon rendering the bound fox completely deaf as well. With the ever present smell of only latex filling his nose, the fox had been stripped of all of his senses except for touch. He groaned and whimpered from the trunk, unable to even hear his own noises as the car rocked along driving for what seemed like an endless amount of time.
Eventually though, the car came to a halt and after a short wait, Klo was easily lifted from the trunk of the car. The fox had lost track of time by this point, but he must have been driving for at least five hours and his cramped position made him sore and unwilling to struggle against his captors. He was merely still, huffing lightly through his nose as he was carried along, unable to imagine what might lie in store for him with these strangers.
Soon enough they stopped and the fox found himself pressed against a cold stone wall, his tails able to feel out the rough shape of it. He wasn’t allowed to wiggle for long as he felt paws roughly grab his tail fur and push it into metal cuffs that felt bolted to that same wall. Chains were dragged against him, and with the subtle movement and tugging on his waist, belt, and neck, he had a fairly good idea of where they were being attached. He felt a gentle prick of pressure on his lower back, but since it didn’t hurt and disappeared almost immediately, he ignored it. Klo wiggled and squirmed against the feeling of being further bound up, but even he knew it was hopeless at this point. The quality of the material he was locked up in was too good.
All at once, the paws vanished and Klo thought he was going to fall face first into the ground. He groaned hard and sighed out though his nose when the three chains went taut and caught him, suspending him bent just slightly forward in his bondage. Then… nothing. Nothing touched him from that point on; no fur came to see how he was doing. He was alone... or at least he felt alone.
Everywhere, kinksters came to look at and photograph the bound up fox. There were signs all around to prevent people from touching him at all, so as not to dispel the illusion that he was alone there. The prick that he felt earlier was a IV of a special mixture designed to give him all the nutrients he needed while removing the need for him to use the restroom ever. The fox made a perfect statue, wiggling just a little bit every so often as the tight latex kept him secure and trapped until he paid off the debt for the gear that kept him there.