That Dastardly Device
#1 of Dastardly Devices
That Dastardly Device
By FJE http://www.furaffinity.net/user/emerson/
9/26/06
Wedge stepped into his apartment, closing and locking the door behind him. The black stallion walked into the shared living and dining room, sitting down at the table as he sorted through his mail. There were bills, credit card offers, and other usual nonsense. He tossed the pile of envelopes to the side, focusing on the plain brown package that had come with the post. It was addressed from an old friend, who he hadn't heard from in awhile.
"Casey," he chuckled, looking at the return address. Casey Kilpatrick was an adorable coyote girl he had known for years. The two of them had flirted quite a bit back in the day, but things eventually cooled off between them as years and distance made keeping in touch a tough thing.
He pulled a pocket knife out and sliced the package open, folding the flaps back as he did so. The box was stuffed with packing peanuts, while the horse ran his paw through, looking for the contents. He felt something smooth and cold, about the size of his palm. Grabbing it, he pulled the object out and examined it.
Whatever it was, it was about the size and shape of a computer mouse. It was made of a smooth metal, and there was only one part apparent on the whole thing: a single button on the top.
Wedge frowned, digging through the package to see if there was a letter, or instructions on what the thing was. Finding nothing, he shrugged and put it down on the table, deciding to call Casey later and ask about it.
The stallion went on with his day, leaving to do his laundry only to return and make dinner. He ate at the table, staring at the odd device as he did so. The more he looked at it, the more curious he became. As he poked at his meal with his fork, he reached out and picked the item up, pushing the button on an urge. It clicked in, and stayed in, but nothing happened.
He smirked and tossed it back in the box. It was certainly an odd little thing. The stallion finished his meal and got up, cleaning the kitchen before he headed to his bedroom.
Wedge laid clean clothes out on his bed, and the he stepped into the bathroom. There, the horse disrobed, stripping down to his fur before he got in the shower.
Outside, the device in the box suddenly lit up red, as if glowing from inside. Its sensors triggered it into an active state, and the surface of the object shimmered, suddenly growing spider-like legs from its side. It crawled out of the box and onto the table, skittering along until it came to the edge. Sensors judged the distance between the table top and the floor, and then it jumped, landing gracefully on the carpet.
The device scampered along, following its sensors. It came to the bathroom door and found it shut, but it knew that it's target was inside. It scanned its surroundings once again, and then skittered into the bedroom to wait.
Eventually, Wedge emerged from the bathroom. He was still damp even after drying off, and he held his towel around his waist as he walked into the bedroom. He started for his clothes, but to his surprise they were no longer on his bed. They were, in fact, gone entirely.
The stallion scratched his head, wondering what he did with his stuff. He never heard the device crawl up behind him, nor did he hear it change its form once again, turning into a gleaming metal frame. There was a single disc in the center with a flashing red light on it, and from the disc four armatures extended.
Just as Wedge was about to turn around, the device pressed the disc forward against the small of his back. His eyes went wide and he stiffened, dropping his towel as his body seemed to freeze for a second. The metal armatures on the device folded down along his arms and legs and then extended straps around the circumference of his limbs, trapping him in the strange metal skeletal frame.
He was keenly aware of what was happening, but his body wouldn't respond to his commands. Whatever it was that had him, it had him good, and it had control over him.
The frame pushed him down onto his knees, bending his legs for him. It then made him lean forward, putting him on all fours on the floor. He was terrified, but he couldn't even express his fear. It was as if his consciousness had been pushed back into a corner of his mind, only allowed to watch, listen, and feel his body disobey him. Then, as the device positioned him, it triggered something new in him.
The stallion gasped as he felt himself getting hard out of the blue. His arousal seemed to flare out of nowhere, and he was allowed a slight degree of freedom to squirm and moan in the metal armature. His thick, plump horse cock started to drop out of his sheath, bobbing with his heartbeat as it dangled between his powerful legs.
He was forced to look down, gazing along his belly as his cock hardened. It didn't take long for it to become erect, the tip tapping his belly as it pulsed. He wanted to reach down, to grab himself and jerk off until he came, but his body wasn't his to control. Whatever was happening to him, whatever had him, it had an agenda and all he could do was go for the ride.
Wedge felt something new come into the equation, something that squeezed the base of his tail and lifted it up. The stallion groaned, finding that he was getting back control bit by bit, but his body was only listening to certain commands; he found he could now move his head and wiggle, but he couldn't move his arms or legs much.
With that freedom now allowed, he looked back over his shoulder to see what was happening. He couldn't see much, but he did feel something press against the back of his dangling balls. The stallion gasped again, arching his back as the cold something rubbed up over her perineum, sliding between his ass cheeks. It kept its upwards path, not stopping until the blunt tip of it was nestled firmly against his anus.
He braced himself, knowing what was going to happen next. Sure enough, the object started to push into his ass, making a tight fit. It stretched him out good, stuffing his ass full as it slid into him, spurting a warm lubricant out as it went. The horse moaned hotly as he felt it grind over his prostate, and his hard cock jumped in response to the sensation.
Once the item was deep in his ass, he found himself repositioned. He was brought back to his knees, and then forced to bend backwards and grab his ankles. With his body arched backwards, his raging erection was free to bob before him, leaking thick amounts of precum that rolled down his shaft and off his balls.
The device in his rump started to move then, slowly pumping in and out. He groaned, closing his eyes as he felt the thick object rubbing back and forth against his prostate, working him as if it knew what he liked and how to exploit it. The slow massage of the phallus-like thing under his tail was starting to drive him mad, as it kept him terribly aroused, but it seemed to carefully avoid getting him too worked up.
As he moaned with the slow assfucking, Wedge felt something new between his thighs. It pushed his balls up until they slid along it, and then it pressed against his aching erection just as the metal armatures around his limbs did. A click could be heard as it sent a tiny strap around his cock, under his flared tip, and then another around his base. The stallion started to squirm harder, his muscles bunching up.
Under his tail, the slick dildo started to fuck him a bit harder, picking up the pace as it speared its tip into his prostate each time it entered. It made him rock his hips, though he wasn't sure if it was the device making him do it or if it was his own response. All he knew was that the pleasure was overwhelming, and yet he couldn't cum. It made his balls ache, and his shaft throb.
While his ass was pumped harder, the armature around his stiff cock pressed a small metal egg to the head of his erection. It began to vibrate suddenly, and the horse let out a loud groan of lust as it stimulated his meat. Even as it hummed against his tip, the two straps around his girth started to pump up and down, stroking his flesh firmly.
He was then forced to get up onto his hooves, standing straight. Wedge found himself walking over to his bed, laying down flat on it on his belly. He groaned as he felt his vibrating, pumped cock rub into the sheets and against his own stomach, making him squirm all the more. His legs spread and his arms went over his head, leaving him naked and lewdly prone on the mattress.
The device in his ass was still working him hard, leaving a dripping trail of lube over the back of his balls, but it apparently wasn't done with his ass. Another set of armatures shimmered as they grew from the disc on his back, each ending in large flat round discs. They hovered over each of his cheeks for a moment, and then they snapped down, slapping his ass hard.
The stallion bucked his hips and groaned loudly, feeling the sting as the paddles began to firmly spank him, smacking each cheek over and over. At the same time the device in his ass had begun to fuck him good and hard, turning from teasing him to outright taking him. The pressure against his prostate was intense, and it bounced him on the bed.
The slow hum-and-stroke that his cock was receiving also picked up its pace, jerking him off with vigor. Wedge started to pant heavily, his tongue hanging out of his mouth while his eyes rolled back. Suddenly he felt his muscles relax, and with a loud whinny of pleasure the stallion came.
His cock erupted, spurting his thick load out from the tip. He felt the warm cum squirt between his belly and the bed, pouring out in gobs as he was fucked and stroked to a hard orgasm. It wracked his body with pleasure, and he bucked his hips hard between the shaft in his ass and the device around his cock.
When his climax began to fade, the horse whimpered and went still on the bed. He groaned, squirming as he still found himself under the control of whatever it was that held him captive. He felt himself grow suddenly tired, his extreme arousal turning to exhaustion. His eyelids drooped, and in less than a minute the stallion was asleep.
It was several hours later when Wedge awoke. He rolled over on his back, finding his belly covered in his cum and his cock tip barely poking out of his sheath. The horse wasn't sure what had happened, but he felt a strange urge come over him.
He got up and pulled a pair of boxer shorts on before he walked out into the living room. There on the table was the box he had received, and next to it was the odd device. The button was no longer pushed in, and it seemed to be a slightly different color than he remembered.
A name and a face suddenly popped into his head. He picked the device up off the table and put it back in the box, safe amid the packing peanuts. The horse then sealed the package, taping it back up. He peeled the address labels off it and he got a marker, writing his address for the return and a new one for shipping. He addressed it to the name that had popped into his head: Jessica, a hot rabbit girl he knew from work. As he thought of her he shivered, feeling his cock stiffen a bit.
When he walked outside, he found that it was late at night. He strolled out to the mailboxes in just his shorts and placed the package inside for the next day's mail. The stallion then went back inside, and started across the living room.
He had barely walked two steps when he felt something nudge under his tail. With a moan, he sank to his paws and knees, pushing his ass up into the air. His cock grew hard again, tenting out against his boxers as a wet spot formed at the tip. As he moaned, feeling something slide back into his ass, the stallion thought of Jessica. He spent the rest of the night on the floor being fucked to climax after climax, unaware of the glowing red light that shone under his fur, right at the small of his back.
* * *
Three days later, the white rabbit girl named Jessica walked into her quiet condo, a package under her arm. While she let her dinner cook, she opened the package. It had come from one of her friends at work, a cute stallion that she'd heard had a thing for her. Jessica wondered what he had sent, and she hoped it wasn't anything...well, romantic.
She had to dig through some packing peanuts to find it, but what "it" was was a mystery to her. She held an object in her paw that seemed like nothing more than a smooth egg with a button on top. The rabbit frowned and pushed the button, but nothing happened. She shrugged her shoulders and tossed the odd device on a seat, wondering what on earth it was supposed to be for.
Jessica ate her dinner, watched some television, and then eventually retired to bed. She stripped naked before she put on her pajamas, sliding into the bed.
Out in the living room, the device had lit up and sprouted legs. It had, for a few moments, detected a naked figure in the vicinity. Scurrying down from the chair it had been dropped in, the device searched around until it found the bedroom, where there was a female rabbit sleeping. She was clothed again, but that wouldn't be an issue.
Quietly, the device crawled up under the covers with the girl and skittered around to her back. It had work to do.
~ END ~
Story is (c) 2006 F.J. Emerson
All characters are (c) 2006 F.J. Emerson
Dastardly Devices are (c) F.J. Emerson too, and they aren't for sale. So don't ask. You can't have one. Go masturbate like a normal deviant. You don't need a machine to make you do it. What's wrong with you?