Tod is in over his head
#2 of Tod Fox
Not sure if I'm allowed to do this or not, but I'm going to plug a short journal entry that I wrote that I think every younger fur should read.
http://www.yiffstar.com/?pid=97033
Its worth the 5 minutes to read it, I promise.
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The little submissive red fox with cute black paws and his slick white belly fur whined a little as he pushed his freshly shaved crotch back as far as the binds holding him down would allow. Tod was nervous. He'd only known the two wolves that now had him strapped down long ways over their bondage horse in their bondage room for a little over a month. The cute white wolf standing at his side now gently petting his fur wasn't going to do anything too rough. But the dark furred timber wolf was the alpha of the pair and he was kneeled down behind the little fox out of site, and Tod had spoken with the timber wolf online enough to know that he might be a little more than rough. The thought of being in over his head made the little fox's fur stand on end and he shivered.
Tod couldn't around much because of the collar holding his neck to the horse but he could see the white wolf looking intently at what the timber wolf was working with. The little fox could feel the apparently intricate device encasing the soft flesh of his nuts and the cold touch of the metal on his bare skin had begun to shrink is hard on. The white wolf noticed him contorting to see what was going on and laughed.
"Don't strain so much it won't help, you'll get to see the whole thing later. For now just try and relax." The wolf helped him to get straight on the horse again and patted his ears back to relax him and encourage him to lose his hard on.
"I'm getting impatient." The timber wolf whispered.
"We've been over this, they are three times more likely to come back if you don't do it that way."
"But this one told me he likes it." The timber wolf protested.
Tod's ears perked up and turned back to hear what the pair were discussing.
"Don't do it?"
"Are you telling me what to do? You know that's not how our relationship works." The timber wolf grabbed a pair of screws on the metal trap encasing Tod's fragile balls and began twisting them down tight.
Tod suddenly realized what they were talking about. His hard cock was taking too long to go away. The fox whimpered as loud as his gag would let him as he looked up at the white wolf before the screws had even started to apply pressure to his sensitive nuts. He had tears in his eyes and he laid his ears back submissive as he could, hoping the nice white wolf would help him.
"I'm sorry little subby fox, I tried. You have a very talented tongue I hope you'll still come back to visit sometime." The white wolf continued to pet his fur comforting him as best he could.
Tod had never been completely out of control before, he'd dreamed of being completely submissive to someone and it was always hot, but he'd never considered telling someone that he liked having his balls crushed and being helpless to tell them where his limit was. At that moment the situation couldn't be less exciting. Suddenly the gentle pressure on his sack was no longer soft and his eyes went wide with one more twist. The change was so quick.
This wasn't the gentle crushing which he slowly increased when he was playing by himself, this was sharp and fast. His stomach twisted up in his belly and his heartbeat was pounding in his ears as his poor balls screamed for him to stop, but there was nothing he could do. He snorted through his nose until another sharp twist made him scream into the toy cock thrust into him maw. The blood couldn't escape from his member fast enough. All of his lust was draining away and in less than seconds he was quivering in fear and pain.
"There, see. Now he's soft enough to fit." Tod's cock was completely back inside his sheath and he felt the wolf's paw toy with him a little testing to see if he could get hard again. "Perfect, now I'll just..." A snap clasp encased Tod's useless flesh and cold steal entered into the top of his sheath encasing the tip of his entrapped cock.
Tod breathed as best he could, air coming in bunches through his nose and escaping in short bursts like an angry bull, but finally now that the dark furred monster of a wolf had what he wanted the screws backed off some. Tod hadn't even realized he was arching up off the horse but suddenly he fell down onto it in a heap. The fox grasped at every breath like a drowning fur on a sinking ship and his chest heaved while his stomach twisted back into the position where it belonged, but his balls still ached. The dark furred timber wolf scritched at Tod's rump with one paw while his other paw batted the fox's encased balls around like a play toy.
"Not such a yiffy little fox now are you? I saw how you went at my pal's cock little gay boy, and there's nothing I like more than making a little fag like you pay for every ounce of pleasure." The timber wolf tugged down on the nut crusher sharply enticing a yelp from the helpless little fox.
Tod had never thought that the wolf would be anti gay. He'd never mentioned it in their conversations, he'd seemed so focused on just enjoying the little fox's nuts bound into his metal crusher, or slapping them around as the fox got a good spanking or binding them up in string until they strained to escape from their sac. He'd never asked about the wolf's feelings, meeting him in a gay chat room for D/s it just kinda was a given, at least he thought it was. The white wolf though, Tod knew he was gay. He'd spent so long talking about his feelings for the bigger timber wolf, about the fun that they had together and how exciting it would be if the little fox came over to play with them. Tod's green eyes turned around to look up at the white wolf as the fox began to feel betrayed.
"I'm sorry foxy, but he enjoys it and the more he plays with subby little furs like you the more I've come to enjoy watching." The cute white wolf, Tod's last hope, walked around behind him and out of site.
Tod lay down on the horse resolving himself to another crushing from the harsh metal still applying pressure to his balls. At least it had warmed to his body temperature but that meant he couldn't feel clearly what it was doing. The timber wolf laughed and bit his right butt cheek causing a shiver to run up Tod's spine. Suddenly the fox felt the crusher plate move and he whimpered in anticipation of the pain to come.
"Ah see. I told you he wants me to crush his nuts." The timber wolf said as he unscrewed the device and heard Tod's whimpers. "Sorry little boy, it's time for me to move onto the next part of our evening. You'll just have to come back if you want to play with my steel crusher again."
Tod was starting to sweat now. He was elated as he felt his nuts slip free and the cool air of the room blew across his exposed sac. Tod wished he hadn't gone so far with his fantasies while they were talking online. What would come next?
"Grab that big paddle for me would you wulfie?" The timber wolf pointed off toward a rack holding an array of whips and floggers, but the white wolf knew exactly what one he wanted. He always started with the little two tailed tawse and worked his way up to the bigger toys.
"Thanks."
^Snap^
Tod jumped forward screaming and even managed to move the heavy horse he was strapped too.
"Awh, did I get one of your balls?" The timber wolf fainted innocence. "I'll get both of them this time."
^Snap^
Tod didn't jump as hard this time even though the tawse did manage to bite into both of the swollen red orbs between his legs. The little fox's eyes started to water up and as the leather bit him again his butt started to glow as bright red as his fur. It only took one more whack before he began to sob quietly to himself.
The timber wolf worked over his whole rump with the lightweight and nimble tawse until he silently called for the white wolf to retrieve him a different toy. The white wolf standing next to the rack of toys, with his bright blue member bobbing freely in the air, quickly picked out the heavy wooden paddle at the top of the rack and brought it over to trade. Tod had no idea that the beatings had stopped for those few moments. The timber wolf was gently rubbing Tod's bald bottom, working in the stinging sensation deeper into his flesh.
^Thud^
Tod never expected the heavy wooden thump that landed right to his bone. The wolf let the heavy paddle fall after its momentum faded and it pinned Tod's aching sac under its weight. Tod yelped and whined as the wolf leaned over him pressing his cock into the fox's glowing rear and further squished the soft orbs under the cricket bat. Reaching up across the horse the timber wolf lifted one of the fox's flattened ears and spoke.
"One more and your done, I'll fuck you and then you can go home. I promise." The wolf's thick cock felt cold against Tod's glowing rump even though it was aflame with the dark wolf's desire. As the timber wolf got back into position for another stroke a strand of precum connect the pair until the paddle slammed down on Tod's rear again. This time the huge paddle caught the fox's overly abused balls and send them reeling up into his body.
The timber wolf growled and threw the paddle to one side. As it clacked to rest on the cold floor the wolf grabbed up a bottle of thick cold lube from under the horse and slathered Tod's whole rear in it. The little fox cried as his body was treated like a toy and his balls were pulled from under him to be coated in the cold slick goop. The dark wolf wiped his paw clean on Tod's back fur and lined his rock hard cock up with the little pink soft spot surrounded by the bright red marks covering the fox's butt. Without any warning the wolf pushed himself forward and very deep into the little fox. Tod would have yowled, opened his mouth wide and turned back to hit the wolf. That's what all his instincts told him to do, that's what he wanted to do, but the only thing his body was capable of was closing his eyes tight and trying to relax. Tod tried not to clench down on the big black invader in his rear, but it wasn't really possible, and the wolf grunted as sliding back out he felt the little fox squeezing down on him.
"You little fox fags make such good fuck toys." The wolf grunted as he grabbed a hold of Tod's waist to get more power for his next thrust.
The sloppy squelching sound of a sex filled the room as the big wolf rammed into Tod's super sensitive backside. The wolf's big balls rammed into the little swollen orbs beneath them delivering a mini spanking all their own as the wolf came closer and closer to orgasm. As the nearly feral rutting continued Tod's own member began to stir despite all he'd been through and the wolf's knot started to form pressing into Tod's prostate and enticing more and more precum from the fox. But Tod was still trapped inside whatever the wolves had put on him and his cock grew hard but remained uncomfortably stuck inside his sheath. Finally the bigger wolf rammed himself hard up into the little fox and bent over to bite into Tod's back as orgasm flooder over him. The little fox chewed his muzzle as he felt the big wolf biting his back and the thick white cum flooding up into him.
Tod's ears stood on end as the pain reseeded into a dull thud, but he could hear something else too. The fox suddenly realized what it was. Standing next to him the cute white wolf was masturbating. His paws were both working hard to bring him closer to his own orgasm. Soon Tod heard the little moans as the cute white wolf couldn't control himself and a thick stream of slightly blue seed shot out across Tod's neck. The wolf really did like to watch.
The timber wolf lifted himself up and relentlessly tugged himself free of the fox, swollen knot or not. The lube and seed inside the fox spilled free as the wolf stepped away. Tod whined as his cock throbbed hungry for its own orgasm, and his tail hole throbbed from the abuse.
"Hose him down some but put on the back of his chastity belt before you do. Let's leave some cum inside him so that he doesn't forget us."
Tod walked out of the little town house on Cheslie Rd with more hiding under his clothes than just his embarrassment. His cock was throbbing, locked in a chastity belt and begging for more, while his bald cheeks were sliding past each other on a layer of lube and slick wolf seed. Before he'd been shown the door, the cute white wolf told him that he could come back tomorrow and get the key to let his little fox cock free, or he could come back the day after and enjoy another session with the wolves. The choice was up to him, but if he decided he wanted to come back for more it would be up to the timber wolf when he'd be allowed out of the chastity belt. Now Tod knew what they had meant when they'd been talking about subs coming back for more even though they never got to cum. What would he do?