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The pearly white wolf leans back in his chair, and sighs happily; he's been visiting this website for weeks, and finally had the balls to order something. Stroking his sheath with one hand, and clicking around to view the saved picture with his other. They were expensive, but the website promised a unique experience, and he's been through all the usual toys and accessories.  He stood up quickly, and groaned softly - His boxers tented outwards, and he noticed just how hard he was. Pushing down on his stiff cock twice, and then just dropping his drawers altogether, letting himself stand out proudly – He gave himself a few strokes, and dipped down onto all fours. Dragging out a long, covered box, and putting it up on his oversized bed, he sat down next to it, popped it open, and began to rummage through it. The bed itself, along with the whole apartment he lived in, was huge – The bed was over ten feet long, the apartment ceiling was raised an additional few feet, his chair was larger, along with the desk it sat on; the computer was custom-built for his larger-sized hands. He was a direwolf, a very distinct, and extremely rare species; he wasn't even sure if there was one direwolf per state, let alone any more then a hundred left in the world. He lived alone, but had a multitude of friends that came over weekly without even calling, and 'special' friends that he invited over with high frequency, or that would just show up when they -really- needed him. His stature was difficult to deal with, having to have everything custom-made, but it did provide him a sense of leadership, and helped him work his way up in the corporate world – Size was everything; both in bed, and actual vertical length. People followed those who stood above the crowd. Though because of his job, he was always able to order and customize everything to suit his needs – It got expensive, quickly, but when your heart wants, and wallet provides, you just have to have it.

“What do I want to use today...” he mumbled to himself, rifling through the large box, and pulling out a few things here-and-there. He picked out his bottle of lube, and canister of talc out of the corner of the box, then set the box back on the ground and slid it back under his bed. Licking his lips, he took up a full-head hood, and began to sprinkle the talc into it – This was one of his prized possessions. It had a built-in inflatable gag, special ear slots that had extra padding for sound-dampening, nose holes, and had a magnetic lock around the neck with two keys. There were no eyeholes, and the entire hood itself was about the same size as his head – Custom-designed like everything else to fit perfectly, and even had little slots for his oversized incizors, so that they won't rip the latex, and the gag is reinforced to prevent puncturing. 

Having prepared that, the rest was easy enough. Doubling-checking his desks' top drawer for all the keys, and slid it shut again, sitting back down – He groped over his throbbing shaft, and picked up the next toy. Holding his breathe, he slipped it down and wrapped the first part around his balls. It was a tight pouch that cinched at the top and pulled the balls down, away from sheath – He let out a groan because of this, it was a far stretch. Quickly, he applied the second strap around the base of his cock, which was connected by a strap that ran on the bottom side of his meat as well, below the knot. There was a small remote-controlled egg-vibrator attached to the strap itself as well. Leaving one final strap; he pulled it up and wrapped it around the tip of his cock with another groan. It was tight, and made it virtually impossible to cum, but that was the way he liked it. There was a matching egg-vibrator here too, both worked off the same controller, and could last for up to three hours on maximum. 

He had to keep moving, already panting, and drooling some; he picked up his large, ribbed faux-cock, and began to lube the rubber dong up. It was long, thick, and had a self-inflating knot towards the bottom that activated once you passed it into your rectum – The shaft itself was just the right length to use without pushing the knot in, and that provided a great finisher – It'd stay inflated, and unremovable, anywhere from fifteen minutes, to a half hour. The large direwolf laid it on the hood and began to work on the final two toys. He extended the collapsable leg spreaders, and lifted up his legs, applying the simple cuff to each ankle – Then locking each one with a little key-lock. He tested their purchase, and was quite satisfied by the results, the little locks clinking against the metal bar that kept his legs spread out wide. He slapped the final toy on one wrist, handcuffs, and reached over to the hood and dong – Laying the toy in his lap, and adjusting the hood, spreading it out for his snout to go in first. Spreading his maw, the bladder of the gag would slide in as he pulled his face into the utter blackness, and pressed his nose against the two holes – Ears being fitted into their slots, sticking up, and rubber-clad; making him mostly deaf, mute, and blind to boot. Smoothing out the hood, and sliding the locking pieces together, he was almost complete – He pumped up the gag...loose, tight, tighter, and mmph! His jaws were squished between several layers of latex – The outside layer squeezing down, and the gag pushing up and out. Detaching the inflation tube, gripped the rubber cock, and the remote for the two eggs, he rolled over onto his side and applied the final touch. Locking the handcuff, arms behind his back, and squirming in his new-found helplessness.

He wasted no time in turning on the eggs, giving a little jerk, and dipping the toy against his pucker. Slowly pressing it harder and harder against his backdoor, the large, lubed-up shaft slid well into his depths. He'd sink the canine-like cock into his ass, up until the knot pushed against his sphincter, and let it settle there, allowing himself to stretch out and get used to the slight ribs, and large size. He humped the air a little, the powerful buzzing of two eggs strapped to his cock was driving him nuts, and he couldn't wait to fuck himself silly with the toy. He forgot to look at what time it was, and was too lost in the moment to care, but within minutes, was rocking the toy out and into himself. He moaned into his self-applied hood, though no sound came out, and quickly picked up the pace, turning the eggs onto a medium-high speed as he pushed and pulled the toy in his tight ass. He was getting deep into a euphoric state – Pounding his backdoor rapidly with a realistic-feeling cock, moans increasingly louder, but still only equated to little squeaks on the outside of the hood – The struggle of his other wrist, locked against the one abusing his ass – The helpless kick of his bound, spread ankles. BUZZZ!

The wolf murfled, he -swore- he heard something, and dipped the toy almost as deep as it'd go, stopping. BUZZZ! There it was again. It was soft, annoying, but it wanted his attention. BUZZZ! He knew he heard something this time, and tried to roll out of bed to go answer it  – He hadn't judged the fact that he didn't scoot into the middle of his bed, so as he tried to swing his locked legs over, he ended up dropping into the floor. The roll let him drop onto his ass at least, BUZZZ! The toy activated, as the drop had crammed it in the rest of the way, until the stopper-base was between his cheeks, and it rapidly inflated, locking into his ass. He cursed in many languages, and rubbed his ass. BUZZZ! It was his doorbell! He forgot he had it changed, since the last one was stuck on Christmasy carols done by bell-sounds. The door handle was jiggled, and the door itself was pressed against, but he was unaware. He heard some shouting, it sounded friendly, but he couldn't understand what they were saying. Attempting to yell something back was ineffective, nothing more than a mmph, or unf could escape, so he struggled to stand up. He sat up with much strain, dropping the remote at some point, and turning to pull himself up onto the bed; groaning loud with the strain. Panting heavily through his snout, he very awkwardly sniffed around for his keys – The doorbell had stopped, the phone rang, but went to voicemail, he was in no position to be answering his cellular. 

Finally bumping into his chair, he spun around and bent backwards, he's done this before, but never in such a hurry. BUZZZ! It was the last one, and he had managed to get into his drawer without too much difficulty – Getting his cuffs off first, then freeing his ankles, and dropping them to the floor. He unhooked the hood, and tried pulling it off, but he needed the tube too! He moved to his bed, and felt around, groaning and squeezing his legs together – Some pre beaded out, and he shuddered deeply. Getting tingly all over, and panting heavily, his first orgasm was denied! He was moving so fast, he forgot to turn off the toys! He patted around the bed with haste, and found the tube! He attached it to the mask and quickly released the air pressure of the gag, sliding the whole kaboodle off his head and looking around to gather his surroundings. He jogged to the door, putting himself behind it, and opening it up, “ 'allo? Still out here?” No response. “I'm here! Jake? Jessi? Frank?” he looked around, and shook his head. “Damn.” all that struggle, for naught. His balls strained in the pouch, his cock throbbing, begging for release – This was something he'd much rather not repeat. Something did catch his eye though, a large, flat box was on his doorstep. He kicked a leg out, and dragged it in, shutting, but not locking  the door. He had a good ten to twenty-five minutes until he could pull the toy out, so he may as well use it, and anybody else showing up could get in too. 

“Did...Did it really show up that fast? I just ordered it...” He checked the label. It was for him, and the company name matched, “Well hot damn! That was fast!” he cheered a bit. Closing his eyes, he ripped open the box – Too excited to turn off the eggs at this point, and just accepting the powerful little vibrations. It was exactly what he ordered! A black latex bed set. Pillows, sheets, and a thicker top sheet, plus a bed-liner to lay on, and what even looked like latex pajamas. The last parts were weird, but he left those in the box, ripping off his old bedding with little care – He -would- get back to playing with himself, but what's more fun then doing it with new bed sheets? Plus, more latex! The smell was intoxicating, and he could now engulf himself in it – As he was handling it, stuffing the corners in, and spread it out all smooth to lay in; the sheets gave him a tingly feeling from his fingertips, down to his spine – He wasn't sure if it was a real feeling, or just the excitement, and seed, ready to explode out of him. He covered his pillows, leaning down in to take a deep whiff of the fresh latex – His cock throbbed in the tight bindings, and even his body gave a good shudder. 

Turning back after finishing that quick task, he decided it was time to get back to business.    Those egg vibrators still had plenty of juice in them, and his meat was still hard as a rock.  Reaching back, he tugged a little on the large, ribbed toy that was filling his rear cavity, and gave a soft murmoan as it slid out with ease – Tugging at his fleshy insides while it was drawn out. Groaning, he arched his back, and pawed at his lengthy meat, more pre drooled out of the tip, but nowhere close to the release he wanted – He had to get under wraps fast, or he might blow his load too soon. Skipping the leg spreaders this time, he went straight for the hood, and handcuffs, after putting the keys back into the appropriate drawer. He'd bind one wrist like before, and repeating the process of slipping the hood on – Moving the rubber bladder into his jaws, and pushing his snout into the tight nose-tip of the mask; ears pushing up through the slits, and becoming deafened. He'd zip it down after smoothing it out around his large jaws, and head, then slip the magnetic lock together, trapping him in latex-enduced darkness. He'd grip the bulb and begin inflating the bag in his jaws; pump, pump, pump, pump, mmph! It was full-sized, locking his jaw in place against both the hood, and the bladder inside. Moving to the bed, he patted around for the toy, and slowly slid his way in, picking up the toy, and covering himself in the sheets. Adjusting himself a bit, and mmph-moaning into his hood as the latex caressed his almost painfully erect penis – He got the tingly feeling again. All he could smell was latex; his entire world enveloped in the black, confining material. Throwing the sheet over himself, and positioning the toy to slowly slide into his backdoor as he settled down onto the bottom rubber sheet – Not enough to lock it in his rectum, but to get in position for his cuffs. He had the sheet up to his neck, completely hiding his white fur, from anybody that may be watching – All that was visible was his latex-clad head rolling around, and his very hard dick sticking straight up; creating a tent in the material, over his body. 

Something was off though, he swore he didn't put the leg spreaders on, but was having a hard time moving his legs. The sheets had gotten really warm as well, making it uncomfortable to lie there – So he went to sit up, but couldn't. His shoulders wouldn't lift from the bed; beginning to struggle more, he realized soon that he couldn't move his legs at all, and as he went to push the sheets off, his arms were trapped at his sides as well. His hips were slowly pulled down against the bottom sheet, and his bum squished into the soft material, forcing the faux cock back into his bowels – Elliciting a muffled groan as the toy reactivated, and the knot inflated past his sphincter, locking it in for upwards of a half-hour again, but that was the least of his worries. The heated latex seemed to be not just pressing down on him, but almost...melting over him, filling every nook and cranny his body created. It completely sealed him in, all the way up to his neck, and instead of pressing his cock down, it actually melted around it – Forming a condom-like barrier that tightly bound his hard length. He mmphed and humped helplessly against the sheet – It went from being kinky bedding, to as tight as a vacbed in a matter of seconds. Sitting at the bottom of the box, a eight-by-ten booklet, containing several pages of: detailed pictures, several warnings for all sorts of scenarios, an explanation of how the product works, and like on the webpage it was ordered from, a not-so-reaffirming warning that was displayed on the first page, and last page – WARNING: THIS PRODUCT SHOULD NEVER BE USED ALONE. THIS PRODUCT CAN, AND WILL COMPLETELY IMMOBILIZE THE USER, RENDERING THEM UNABLE TO SEEK HELP OR MEDICAL ATTENTION. DO NOT USE IN CONJUNCTION WITH OTHER RESTRAINT DEVICES. 

What could he do.