A Thief’s Reward
By J.M.Wolf

Christmas has come and gone; the New Year welcomed all the furs by covering their town with a thick blanket of snow. Cub furs roamed the traffic-free streets, taking advantage of the rare snowfall that had invaded their town. Snowballs flew through the frigid air, hitting the playful cubs; one almost striking a black wolf walking on the sidewalk. The teen wolf turned at the laughing cubs and started yelling.

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"You fuckin' kids. You almost fucken hit me," screamed Mike as the cubs ran away, "Yeah, you better run."

Mike let out a quiet growl and continued to walk on the sidewalk hidden by snow. He could deal with the kids later; he had more important things to do. He was on an important mission.

The fur on his neck stood on end as the snow touched the pads on his feet. I SHOULD'VE WORN MY SHOES TODAY thought Mike as he stopped and shook the snow off his naked feet. He was forced to walk, just like every other fur, because no car was safe on the streets. Even if the streets had been safe for travel, his driving privileges had been taken away by his parents, so he wouldn't have been able to drive. Just one of the many punishments placed upon him by his parents due to the school incident weeks ago. AT LEAST THEY LET ME SPEND NEW YEARS WITH NICO he thought, forgetting about all the punishments.

Mike was surprised that Nico's parents had invited him to spend New Years with them, and that his parents even let him go. He thought that after the little turn of events at school, he was never going to see Nico again. He was wrong. The wolf got to make amends with the fox's understanding parents, unlike his, and he got to fuck Nico into the New Year. The old year ended with a bang, literally, and his New Year was off to a great start, all thanks to Nico. Mike wanted to find a way to thank the cute fox for everything, but he was having trouble finding a suitable gift. Nico was out of town until school began, so this gave Mike enough time to find the perfect gift.

The distracted wolf nearly ran into a lamp post, before he noticed he had reached his destination. He had arrived at the local outlet mall. There were no other furs in sight, just snow covering the mall walkways.

"I'm not surprised," murmured Mike to himself, "everyone else must have decided to stay inside. But at least the stores won't be as crowded."

The bad weather didn't stop the shops from opening. It was still early in the morning, but the shops would eventually open, one by one. Mike went searching through open stores, hoping to find the perfect gift. He wanted to find something that would let Nico know he cared about him. He planned on returning the favor to Nico by giving himself to him. He really wanted Nico to be the one to take his virgin tailhole, even tho he would never admit it. Underneath the huge dominating wolf, there was a little subby wolf slut wanting to be split wide open. MAYBE I SHOULD LET HIM FUCK ME he thought as he entered another store, I SHOULD STILL GET HIM A GIFT THO.

Mike walked into an Apple store, welcomed by the otter standing behind the cash register. The wolf knew he couldn't afford anything there, but he still wanted to see what was new this year. He walked around testing out the new iPads, iPhones and iPods, every now and then taking a peak at the cute otter behind the counter. "You gotta be made out of money to afford something this nice." Mike whispered to himself trying to distract himself from the only other fur in the store. The otter walked over and asked Mike if he needed help; Mike politely declined the offer.

"If you need anything sir, don't hesitate to ask." Said the otter flashing a smile. Mike smiled back, and watched as the otter disappeared into the store's storage room. The wolf was left alone in the front of the store; he wished the slim otter had stayed and kept him company. Mike continued looking around the store, trying to get the image of the otter out of his head once more. I BETTER LEAVE BEFORE I DO SOMETHING I'LL REGRET. The wolf was close to the store's exit, when something on the counter caught his attention. The room's light shined off a small plastic container. The otter left a new iPod touch out in the open. Mike looked around; the otter was nowhere to be seen. The store was empty. I COULD GET NICO A NEW IPOD the wolf thought as he slowly made his way to the counter.

Mike's black paw wrapped around the box containing the iPod. In an instant, the box was gone and in the pocket of his pants. Footsteps could be heard echoing thought the empty store, getting louder every step. The otter was coming back from the storage room. Chills ran up Mike's spine. He quickly made his way out of the store; not bothering to look back and see if the otter had seen him leave.

The frantic wolf bumped into a tall figure as he exited the store. "Sorry sir." Blurted Mike as he made his way around the tall fur avoiding eye contact. Mike walked as fast as he could away from the store. He wasn't going to risk running; he would look suspicious or slip on the snow, foiling his escape. He quickly turned into one of the nearby customer restrooms. He leaned against the entrance wall and let out a huge sigh. "I made it," he assured himself, "now to get the fuck outta here."  As Mike made his way out of the restroom, he again bumped into a fur. He could tell it was the same fur from outside the Apple store.

"Sorry for bump----." Mike was interrupted by a strong grip he felt on his left arm. He looked up at the fur; it was a large Siberian Tiger in a mall security uniform. Both their eyes met. He saw an angry stare in the tiger's sapphire eyes. The tiger tightened his grip. Mike tightly shut his eyes and let out a yelp.

"You sorry for bumping into me, or for stealing from the store." Said the Tiger in a dark tone. Mike's heart stopped. HOW DIDNT I NOTICE HIM IN THE STORE. The wolf's ears lowered. GAME OVER he thought; caught by security. Again.

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The door to the mall's security office dashed open slamming onto the wall. The security tiger walked in dragging Mike by the arm. The tiger turned and slammed the door shut. He pushed Mike into a table in the middle of the small room. Mike looked around; the room was practically empty. There was only the table he was tossed upon and a chair positioned in the windowless room. This was a prison, and Mike was the prisoner.

The security tiger locked the door behind him. He turned back to Mike. He saw fear in Mike's red eyes. The tiger's eyes were scanning the wolf's body; planning how he was going to punish the thief. A huge smirk gave away the lustful ideas that now plagued the tiger's mind. Mike's ears folded down; he let out a quiet whimper.

"Empty out your pockets," growled the tiger, "now." Mike staggered to get his paws into his pockets. He emptied them as fast as he could, nearly dropping everything. As soon as he saw the iPod and the other contents of the wolf's pockets on the table, the tiger crept his way over to the nervous wolf.

"You sure that's everything?" asked the tiger looking at the contents on the table and then at the wolf, "you don't have anything else on you? A weapon perhaps?"

"No weapon sir." replied the frightened wolf in a formal manner.

The tiger let out a quiet laugh, breaking the awkward silence. "Sorry, but I can't believe that. I saw you eying the otter in there. I have suspicions to believe you were going to harm the poor fella."

"You’re wrong!" blurted out Mike with a worried look on his face, "I would ne---" The tiger's paw grabbed hold of Mike's muzzle, holding it shut. Mike let out a whimper. He struggled, but stopped. Any attempt to fight the tiger off would be futile. The tiger was larger and stronger, and could easily take on the young wolf.

"I don't like being yelled at," quietly responded the tiger, "plus I wasn't finished talking yet. I suspect you have a concealed weapon on your body, which you were going to use on the otter you were stalking."

Mike tried to explain the situation, but he couldn't. The tiger's strong grip was holding his muzzle tightly shut. The wolf was beyond scared now. He was caught shoplifting, and now he's suspected of attempted assault. Getting in trouble at school was one thing, but this was an entirely different situation.

"According to the law, I can't let you out of my surveillance until a cavity search is performed to assure you’re not armed," informed the tiger still holding Mike's muzzle, "I'm going to need your full cooperation. If you listen to everything I say, this can go by nice and smooth. I won't even have to inform your parents about the shoplifting. When I let go of your muzzle, don't say a single word, just strip your clothes off. Understand?"

Mike gave a slight nod. As soon as the tiger saw that Mike and he were on the same page, he slowly loosened his grip and removed his paw from the wolf's face. The tiger took a step away from the wolf. Mike knew what he had to do, and he didn't hesitate to do so. I BETTER DO WHAT HE SAID OR I'LL GET IN MORE TROUBLE Mike assured himself as he removed and tossed his jacket to the side.

The tiger's sapphire eyes were locked onto the wolf who was now slowly removing his clothes, one-by-one. The tiger watched as Mike slid his shirt off, revealing the gleaming black fur. Mike turned around, facing away from the tiger, and started removing his pants. The tiger followed the line of red fur on Mike's back straight down his tail as the wolf removed his pants. He let out a murr as he watched Mike's inch toward the floor. Mike removed the boxers and placed them on the table, along with all his clothes. Mike turned back to face the tiger. He tried covering himself with both his hands, but his sheath and left orb shone red in contrast to the his black paws.

The tiger's tongue crept across his lips; he liked what he saw. The naked wolf made the tiger's blood boil with lust. The wolf was ready, so was he.

"Good, now we can proceed." said the tiger as he walked back over to the naked wolf. Mike backed up into the table as the tiger got closer. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna hurt you," assured the tiger, "now let's begin the search. I'm going to need you to get on your knees, it's gonna make it so much easier to get the required tool into your mouth."

Mike held back a whimper; he did as he was told. He just wanted to get this over with, the faster the better. I WONDER WHAT T---- Mike mind just went numb as he saw the tiger unbuckle his belt.

"What the fuck are y--" The tiger grabbed the wolf from the fur on his neck; Mike let out a sharp yelp.

"I said not a single word." Hissed the tiger, as he unbuttoned his pants. "Don't expect me to be gentle now. I'm going to begin by searching your mouth. It's all part of the procedure, so you better not resist or bite down." The tiger lowered his pants down to his knees, revealing a soaked bulge in his boxers. That soaked bulge became the centerpiece of Mike's world, his eyes examined the pre soaked mountain in front of him. The scent of the tiger's musk penetrated the wolf's nose; his blood started boiling. It all began to make its way to the last location he wanted it all to be.

Mike was mesmerized by the musk that now overflowed the room. He didn't even notice the tiger lower his boxers. A wet slap brought the hypnotized wolf back into reality. Mike was dazed WHAT JUST HAPPENED? His eyes opened wide. He got a glance of what slapped him. In front of him hung a slick, barbed, long piece of meat. Mike was left in awe; he had never seen anything like it, or any feline cock for that matter.

"By the look on your face, it looks like you won't mind me using this tool," teased the tiger, "now open wide so I can get searching." Mike hesitated, but did as he was told; he opened wide. Lust took over the tiger's body when he saw the young wolf's drooling muzzle open. The tiger grabbed hold of Mike's head with both his striped paws, and thrusted into the wolf's maw. The wolf gagged when he felt the thick member jab into the back of his throat. Any harder and the cock would have made a new hole.

"You better not throw up, or your gonna be in a heap of trouble." Warned the tiger as he slowly pulled back. He made Mike feel every inch as he slowly pulled out. The barbs scratched the inside of the wolf's mouth, causing him to wince in discomfort. But Mike didn't care how uncomfortable it felt. He enjoyed the taste of the tiger's viscous pre and how it started to fill his mouth.

Mike could feel the tip of the tiger's cock meet the tip of his tongue as it slid out. He felt hot streams of pre jolt out and add a new layer to his pre-drenched mouth. The taste drove Mike closer to the edge. His own member was now emerging from his sheath.

The wolf tried not to moan in pleasure. He didn't want the tiger to see what a big cock slut he really was. But, it was too late. The tiger had done this plenty of times, dozens. He knew a cock slut when he saw one, and he knew there was one in front of his throbbing cock this very second.

The tiger noticed the horny wolf reach for his own leaking cock. "Don't you dare touch yourself, unless you want to get in more trouble." Warned the tiger, causing Mike to instantly freeze. "Only the officer conducting the cavity search can touch. Now, where was I." The tiger slammed back into Mike, causing his large striped balls to slap the wolf's chin. A slapping noise echoed through the empty room.

Mike groaned as the barbed cock re-entered, he felt every barb scratch the walls of his mouth. Mike felt the tiger go in further with every rapid thrust, feeling hot pre leak down his throat. Pre and saliva leaked from the corners of the wolf's overflowing mouth. Even with barbs, the slick cock now entered with ease. The tiger smirked; his 'tool' was now ready for the next part of the procedure.

The tiger slowly pulled his entire length out, teasing the slutty wolf. Mike swallowed all the pre that pooled in his mouth after the eleven inch cock was fully removed. He gasped for long needed air. I'M SURPRISED I DIDN'T PASS OUT thought the wolf as he looked up at the tiger. The tiger stared down at the wolf, the wolf rapidly looked away.

"You passed the first part of the inspection," said the tiger, "now to continue to the next part. I'm going to need you to stand up first." Mike didn't hesitate; he did as he was told. The wolf quickly got up, struggling to hide his erect red cock. The tiger laughed; Mike's face burned red with embarrassment. "Now turn around," Mike turned around slowly, "place both your paws on the table and spread your legs." Mike did as he was told. Fear slowly crept back into the wolf's mind. WHAT'S HE GONNA DO TO ME. But in the back of his mind, the wolf knew what the tiger had planned.

The tiger murred at the sight of Mike's naked body spread out in front of him. He wasted no time to resume the 'searching'. He placed his paws on the wolf's shoulders, and began to slowly creep his way down. He ran his fingers through the wolf's thick fur, in a caressing manner. The tiger leaned in closer to Mike; moved his muzzle closer to the wolf's ear. "Don't worry, it's all part of the procedure kid." He whispered into the horny wolf's ear; gently nipping it.

Mike jumped. Not only because of the nip, but because the tiger had finally reached his goal. The tiger was now groping the wolf's ass with both his hands. He gently squeezed them. "I'm guessing you already know what comes next," said the tiger, "raise that tail of yours. I'm going to need to search your tailhole to make sure you don't have anything dangerous or illegal up in there." Mike's tail quickly curled up in between his legs; rubbing up against the bottom of his erect cock.

"What do you think you’re doing!" growled the tiger, "I guess you want me to do it the hard way after all. I was going to take it easy on you, but not anymore you thieving slut." The tiger grabbed hold of Mike from his neck and pushed him down against the table. A slamming sound echoed through the room. The tiger didn't take rejection very well; Mike was going to pay the ultimate price. With his free paw, the tiger grabbed the wolf's tail and yanked it up. Mike let out a sharp yelp. WHAT THE FUCK HAVE I DONE.

"You better not move, or you’re going to end up getting hurt," warned the tiger, "I was going to have the courtesy of lubing you up before beginning, but you just ruined it for yourself." Mike was completely overrun with fear. Chills ran up his spine as the cold tip came in contact with his warm tailhole. "You better not yell." The tiger rammed into the wolf's entrance; forcing all eleven inches deep into the velvet lined cave. The tiger let out a loud blissful moan as the entrance gripped around his member. This was one of the tightest furs he ever split open.

Mike clenched his teeth shut. Pain surged through his body as his virgin tailhole was torn open. So much for Nico being his first. Tears filled the wolf's red eyes; the pain was unbearable. Mike was at the edge of crying in pain. He wanted this torture to come to an end, when another feeling started to build up inside him. Pleasure. He felt the cock tip press into his prostate, causing an overwhelming current of lust to mask the pain. The wolf started to moan. He wanted it to go in deeper.

The tiger didn't notice the moaning wolf; he was on his own path to ecstasy. The tight entrance around his cock had pushed him closer to the edge, but he wasn't ready stop anytime soon. He began to pull out of the tight tailhole. The moaning stopped instantly; Mike was whining in pain again. He felt the barbs scratch the velvet lining of his now devirginized tailhole. Elysium was no longer in Mike's sight; all he felt was agonizing torture.

Inch-by-inch, Mike felt as it was removed from his insides like Velcro. The torture would soon be over, or so he thought.

The tiger slammed back into the wolf without warning, causing the table to shake. Mike whined as it was forced into him again, but soon found himself moaning in pleasure again. Every thrust led to the most contradicting feeling Mike had ever felt. Agonizing pleasure filled the wolf, causing his cock to leak pre all over the floor. TORTURE NEVER FELT SO GOOD thought Mike as he was being pounded to a pulp by the tiger.

The table shook more and more with every thrust. A puddle of pre from the wolf started to form underneath. Moans, grunts, whines and the scraping of the table filled the empty room. Sweat started to flow from both their bodies, the stench mixing with the musk that lingered in the air. Both furs were enjoying their time together, even if neither would admit it.

Mike felt the barbed cock tip press his prostate with every thrust. Moans exited the wolf's muzzle. His cock throbbed; slapping the bottom of the table with every powerful impact from the tiger. He was pulled closer towards ecstasy every time his cock slapped the bottom of the table. Jolts of pleasure ran throughout his entire body; he wasn't going to last long.

"It feels… like you got… nothing hidden in there," the tiger forced out between moans, "but I'm going to need to check deeper just to be safe." Mike wasn't paying attention, all he could hear was himself moaning and his cock slap the bottom of the table. The wolf was lost in his own world once again. The wolf was completely clueless about what was happening. All he knew was that he loved whatever was happening, but it didn't last much longer.

The table stopped shaking. The thrusts had come to a complete stop. Silence once again took over the empty office. The wolf leaned against the table panting rapidly, still in a dazed state. The tiger removed his fully hard cock out of the warm tailhole. The cock exited with a pop; Mike let out a quiet moan. The wolf's stretched entrance slowly began to close, retuning to its normal form. The tiger laughed and teasingly winked at Mike's tailhole before continuing.

The tiger tossed Mike's limp tail out off the way. He reached down and grabbed hold of the wolf's ankles. He raised the wolf off of the floor, his upper body still resting on the table. He now had a completely new view of Mike's red pucker. "This might hurt just a bit," warned the tiger with a laugh, "but by the sounds you’re making, you might enjoy it." He aimed his hard member at the tailhole. It was time to complete the 'search'.

Mike was lost in his own world; he could feel climax right around the corner. His pucker had just been stretched out to the point of agony, but pleasure outweighed the pain. His submissive side was released, he would beg for more if he wasn't out of breath. He just lay there staring into oblivion, panting, unaware of his surroundings. But Mike was tugged back into reality, and tossed into purgatory and Elysium with a few final blows.

Set at full throttle, the lustful feline rammed into the inviting entrance. The pucker groped onto the cock as it penetrated into the wolf. Inch after inch, the barbed member entered until it could go in no more. The tiger's noticeably larger balls slammed into the wolf's own. A loud pounding sound filled the room. The table was moving forward with every deep thrust into Mike. His head leaned back as he pulverized the tailhole, bliss slowly drawing closer.

A howl mixed into the pounding noises in the office. The wolf's teeth became visible as they were clenched shut. Pain ravaged the wolf's torn entrance. Pleasure began to overwhelm the young wolf with each powerful impact, but was all released in an instant. The orgasmic torture had finally taken its toll on Mike. He was fucked raw straight into a delirious state. A howl once again filled the room.

The red and black orbs were drawn up into the wolf's body. Streams of wolf seed rocketed out, adding to the puddle of pre on the floor. The bottom of the table became decorated with webs of cum as the red cock slapped into it. He felt every drop of his seed empty out onto the floor and table. Blissful exhaustion began to cloud his mind, his body was paying the toll for the pleasure and torture he just experienced. His eyes slowly shut, a smile on his face, he went into a deep slumber. His body still moving rhythmically.

Mike's orgasm triggered the tiger's own. The tight tailhole clenched onto the barbed cock as it rapidly entered and exited. He finally caught up to the young wolf. The tiger erupted. Warm feline spunk burst deep into the velvet cavity, every jolt going in deeper than the last. He let go of the wolf, letting his legs drop to the floor. He grabbed Mike's hips and gave slow thrusts, forcing his seed in deeper. The tiger leaned back; he let out a huge pleasured sigh.

"I guess you weren't lying kid, you seem to be clean," the exhausted tiger laughed, "well not so clean anymore. The search here is over, let me just remove my 'tool' and u can go home." The barbed cock was slowly removed from the loosened velvet cave. It exited with a pop; his cock slapped against his thigh.

"You can get dressed now." There was no response, the room stayed quiet. "Hey kid. I know you had fun, but you have to leave now." His own voice echoed in the room. He reached his paw at Mike; he shook the wolf, "Last time I'm going to---" snoring suddenly filled the room. The tiger laughed as he let go of the sleeping wolf.

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The tiger raised his boxers and pants. He tucked his shirt in, and put his belt back on. The door behind him unlocked; he rapidly turned around. The door crept open, letting the frigid air fill the room. The stench of musk and sweat cleared out of the enclosed room. A black stallion wearing the same security uniform as the tiger walked in. The door quickly slammed shut.

"Fuck, you almost scared the shit out of me," growled the tiger, "next time knock first, I might be doing something important."

The stallion looked over the tiger's shoulder; staring at the sleeping wolf's gaping entrance. "Looks like I walked in after the fun," said the stallion with a smirk, "what did he do to deserve that kind of pleasure?"

"I had to search him. He stole from a store and was stalking that cute otter boy at the Apple store." The tiger looked at the stallion, then Mike. Mike squirmed when the frigid air reached his naked body.

 "Did you find anything hidden in him?"

"No, maybe you'd like to take a look for yourself." Mike's ears twitched; his eyes opened wide. He let out a moan; his gaping entrance burned in pain. The stretched out muscle slowly closed as he stood up. He firmly planted both his feet on the floor. He took a step away from the table. The wolf's feet flew in the air and hit the bottom of the table; he slipped in his own pre and seed. The wolf let out a cry as his sore tail hit the floor.

The stallion and tiger laughed as the scene unfolded in front of them. "Look who's awake," the feline teased, he looked at the stallion, "now you can search him. I'll leave you two alone." The tiger kneeled down next to the wolf. "If you think I was big, you’re in for a huge surprise." Whispered the feline. He got up, and made his way out of the office; leaving the equine and wolf alone.

Mike was still dazed WHAT'S HE TALKING ABOUT. The stallion walked over to the wolf on the floor. The footsteps caught Mike's attention; he saw the stallion enter his field of vision. His ears folded down; he rapidly covered his half sheathed cock.

"Now it's my turn...." the wolf finally understood what the tiger said; Mike let out a whimper.