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Thomas had been waiting in his car for almost half an hour. He was starting to wonder if she was going to be a no show. Phone pulled from his pocket to check for replies to his texts. Nothing new. A flick of thumb to scroll through the messages. He stopped at a particularly lovely picture of spread thighs.

"Damn." A crooked smile on his face.

Yeah, this was totally going to be worth his time. He'd been lucky to hook up with her. A young female coyote who only wanted to fuck. She was married but who cared. She didn't after all. The fact she was a realtor made it easy for her to get away with it. She just picked a place for sale that she could use for a little get together. In this case it was a small two story office building a bit off the main road. A fence surrounded the entry with the usual no trespassing signs.

The sound of another car caught Thomas's attention. He looked into his rear view mirror to see a vehicle pull up behind him. She was here at last.

"Show time!" His smile grew.

Thomas pulled down the visor and flipped open the small mirror. Giving himself a last look over. Gray fur with a splash of tan over his snout. Fur combed perfectly and claws nicely filed. He checked his teeth in case anything was left over from lunch. Nope. Perfect as always. Just a classic good looking coyote. Dressed in casual pants, button up shirt and jacket. He stepped out of the car. Door pushed closed before he strolled towards her vehicle.

Out she stepped. A lovely figure of a female. A coyote like himself but a bit shorter. Her fur golden tan that faded to white at her throat. Looked even better in person than she did in her pictures. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a green shirt.

Thomas's eyes raked over her, "Melinda! Hot damn. Lookin great! Thought you might not make it."

Melinda placed a hand on his chest. Her fingers swept down to glide over the crotch of his pants. "Hey you, lets go get some privacy."

He pushed forward, "No ones around. You picked the perfect spot."

She slipped by him. Giving Thomas a swat on his rump as she passed, "It's much more comfortable inside."

A playful growl as he followed, "Tease." Eyes drifted to her ass. At least he had a good view as they walked.

Melinda unlocked the gate and led them in. Past well maintained entries to the locked main doors. A sign with her picture on it was taped to the window. Advertising the place for rent or sale. She unlocked the main door and reached back to grip Thomas's shirt. Pulled him in behind her and pushed him up against the wall. Breasts pressed against his chest. Teeth gliding over his neck. A growl rose into his throat as she gripped the base of his tail and squeezed. Thomas's hands snapped to her shoulders and spun her around to pin her to the wall. As he nibbled at her neckline one of his hands slipped down to push under her pants. A finger curled to rub against her slit through her panties. Her hips rolled forward as a whimper left her jaws. Her hands dragged down his back.

Thomas's tongue brushed the side of Melinda's snout and she turned her head to meet his. Tongues brushed one against the other. The brief kiss broken as she slipped out from under him. Snagged his belt and tugged him towards a door. Thomas pushed her up against it. Tented pants pressed against her. Soft snarls as he nibbled at one of her ears. A loud groan rose into her throat as she fumbled with the door behind her but managed to get it open. They stumbled through it and up against the hallway wall. Thomas pulled her shirt up and off her. Burying his snout into her bra covered breasts. Lapped at them hungrily before he tugged at her bra with his teeth.

"Fuck!" She said with an excited pant. Then twisted to roll them along the wall to the next door. Which she opened to show a small room with a large bed.

"Hell. You do have a nice set up!" Thomas laughed as he yanked her pants down over her hips.

Melinda's phone rang. Thomas couldn't believe the timing. He snarled and ears folded back as Melinda snapped the phone out of her pocket. It didn't stop Thomas from pulling down her panties. Eager to bury himself in that damp slit.

"Shit! I have to answer this!" Melinda pushed at his hands.

"You're fucking with me." Thomas was tempted to grab her phone and throw it.

"No. No, just- Just hold on. I'll be down the hall. Promise it will be just a second!" Melinda pulled up her pants as she started down the hall. Tapped at her phone and lifted it to her ear as she walked. Thomas was left with his erection and a wall to lean on.

"Fuuuuuck." He thumped a fist on the wall lightly a few times in frustration.

So close! Thomas's tail tossed back and forth while he paced in a circle. Casually he reached down to push at the bulge stuck in his pants. She better get back quick! If this was some elaborate way to ditch him he was going to be beyond pissed. He glanced at the bed waiting for them and frowned. They should be well at it by now. To hell with this. Whoever was on that phone was going to have to wait.

Thomas walked in the direction Melinda had gone. He hadn't noticed how quiet the place was until now. Further down the hall he heard her talking. Followed her voice to a partially open door with light coming from inside.

"Melinda? Hey!" He called out but she didn't respond.

"Fucking bitch." Muttered under his breath before he strode down the hall and pushed through the door into the room beyond.

He found himself standing just inside a small office. With cabinets on all sides and a large white padded chair in the center. It looked like a dentist chair. Long enough for someone to lay on but segmented to be adjustable. No sign of Melinda.

"Could have sworn-" Thomas began with a shake of his head.

As Thomas turned to leave the door slammed shut in his face. He jerked back and tripped when his ankle caught on something. The fall ended with him in a heap on the chair. Movement seen out of the corner of his eye and his breath caught. He slowly turned his head to stare at the figure that had seemingly appeared from nowhere in the small room. The figure was overly tall and stood facing the corner. Dressed in what looked to be a bizarre nurses outfit. One that was covered in straps, buckles and bands. All some variation of white in color. These straps hung from the figure by the dozens. Some down to the floor. Its hands covered in thick white mittens with a metal ring set at the end of each.

For a moment he froze under a surge of fear, "What-"

The lights went out.

Thomas heard something rush towards him. He tried to throw himself from the chair but straps wrapped around his wrists and ankles. Then more tightened over his chest, upper legs and finally his neck. They reduced his struggles to a squirm as they pinned him to the chair.

Panic in his voice, "What the fuck is this?"

The chair reclined with a soft hum until he laid flat on his back. Lights snapped back on and the figure from the corner now loomed over him. Its straps hung around the table like a curtain. The figure's face vaguely canine under a mask of restraints that covered its entire head. Not even its eyes could be seen. Thomas opened his mouth to scream but the creature's head rushed to meet his own. The scream turned into a muffled groan as straps from the things face wound around his snout. Slithered back till they cinched behind his head and locked them together in a twisted kiss. Long, serpentine tongue slithered around his. A surge of pleasure raced through Thomas that turned into a fire in his groin. His erection roared back to life despite his fear.

Pleasure from the twisted kiss was replaced by a numbness that seeped into his tongue. Spread into his jaws and upwards to tickle at his scalp. The creature's straps slid from his snout as the kiss was broken. His numbed jaws left to hang open and tongue to fall out one side.

The curtain of straps that hung from the creature slithered over his body like living things. Some tipped with sharp instruments cut at his clothing with clinical precision. Plucked pieces away till he was nude on the table with his now throbbing erection standing tall.

Panicked sounds filled Thomas's throat as he stared up at the thing above him. His numbed tongue and jaws refused to help him form words. Which left him sounding like a panicked animal. The sounds turned into a higher pitch when something touched his erection. A slickness pressed down over the length of him till it was snug against his balls. The restraint around his neck prevented him from moving his head enough to see what was going on.

A snap as the lights went out again. The straps that slithered over him caressed his body while a whisper tickled his ear, "We will take care of you."

Vibration rippled along the length of Thomas's cock. A light tease that caused an instinctive jerk of his hips. Head shaken back and forth as the sensation cut through the panic that swamped his mind. Fear and arousal warred one against the other. The vibration became stronger. Feeding his hungry cock the stimulation it desired. A moan rose into his throat as the vibration was joined by a suction. The device, the machine, whatever it was, began to pump him. Riding his length rough and fast. He heard the sound of it working. A slurping hiss of mechanics.

It was then that Thomas felt a pressure on his anus. His pathetic struggles did nothing to avert the tapered tool from parting him. It slid in deep before the plug naturally fell into place. The wicked tool began to vibrate in pulses that matched the timing of the machine that milked him. He was driven with ruthless efficiency towards release. Cock spat pre while he squealed. Not long after his knot swelled against the milker's elastic lining. A stream of cum sucked away by the hungry machine. Head rolled to one side, eyes glazed over, his hips jerked upwards. The pump continued to drain him until it reached the point of pain. Only then did everything stop.

For long moments he could do nothing but lay on the table and pant. He felt drained. Used. Drool dripped from still opened jaws. Finally his knotted length began to relax. As it did the device slipped from his cock and fell to the floor with a soft thump. The lights returned once again with no sign of the creature in his limited vision. He did hear something else. Something at the end of his table. He fought against the strap at his neck to see. Catching a glimpse of something spider like crawling up between his legs.

A spider made of leather and metal. Thomas screamed as it lept on his crotch. He jerked at his restraints while it slid over his cock and balls. His cock pressed into its sheath as a stout metal tube was slid into place over it. The freshly used meat was now trapped. Metal rings cinched snug at the base of each ball and forced them tight against his sack. Another ring slipped around the base of his genitals. The pieces fit together with sections of leather. Belts wrapped around his waist and between his legs. Coming together around the base of his tail. Locks clicked into place in strategic sections.

Another whisper in his ear, "Accept your treatment."

The plug gave another buzz and Thomas's hips jerked in reply. He groaned deeply and for a moment felt his will waver.

The whisper returned, "Give in."

Thomas spotted something in the corner. Something dark. It began to crawl towards him. In a flash of fear he made one last attempt to escape and he managed to pull one wrist free. He reached over to release the other wrist all the while aware of the darkness now on one side of the table. With both arms free he scooted down to quickly release his ankles and slid from the table. Then bolted through the door so fast he hit the hallway wall. He spun around just in time to see the door slam shut behind him.

With heart pounding Thomas started to head down the hall. His pace slowed by the plug in his ass. Which twisted inside him with every movement. He looked down at his sheath and balls. Trapped under a wall of forced chastity. A hand ran over the devices to try and find some way to remove them but he could find none. With his other hand he reached back under his tail to try and remove the thing in his ass. Only to find it also locked under the chastity device he now wore. As he tugged at straps the plug moved inside him. Changed shape to press against places he hadn't known existed until now. A buzz followed that caused legs to buckle.

With a low groan he straightened then continued down the hall. These things could be dealt with after he got out of here. That's what he needed to focus on right now. Escape. Get in his car and drive away. He stumbled onwards. The hallway seemed so very long now. He reached up with one hand to try and hold his numbed jaws closed. Drool coating his fingers.

Behind Thomas the lights in the hall began to shut off one at a time. Darkness followed him. Thomas rushed down the hall as best he could. Rounded the corner that led back the way he had originally come. He spotted Melinda at the end of the hallway still on her phone and stumbled towards her. A shout for help came out as a gurgled howl. At that point Thomas ran face first into something. Glass? The barrier was completely transparent and as he pounded on it, it made no sound. Melinda tucked her phone into a pocket then turned to him with a smile. She stepped closer, seemingly unphased, and pointed over Thomas's shoulder.

The lights above Thomas went out and as he turned to look. He caught sight of a shape lunge out of the darkness towards him. Even as he screamed something slipped over his head and yanked him back. A tube tucked between slack jaws before they were wound closed by contracting straps of a muzzle. Numerous bands encircled his snout, up between his eyes and around the back of his head. A lock clicked shut, sealing the muzzle in place. His numbed jaws trapped snug over the tub between them.

Thomas flailed blindly in panic. Trying to strike at whatever had him. Another shape darted from the darkness. Sleeves of a jacket slipped over his arms before it pressed to his chest. Quickly it moved over his body. Surges of motion like a snake trying to swallow prey. Arms yanked back against his chest by the sleeves as straps began to pull tight behind him. Buckle after buckle snapped into place and trapped his arms crossed over his chest. With a final tightening of fabric the straight jacket locked in place.

He twisted back and forth in a useless fight to free his arms. In the process he stepped into something soft. Something that jumped up his legs. Quickly they were encased all the way up to his hips. The fabric began to tighten. Movement restricted until he could do little more than shuffle. In what little light he had he managed to look down to see four wide straps pull tight one after another. His legs pulled neatly together. Helpless. Squirming. He stood barely able to remain balanced.

A last desperate look over his shoulder at Melinda who watched with detached interest. Suddenly she was gone. Everything was gone. He stood encased in darkness. A whimper as he struggled to remain on his feet. Something was behind him. Its breath felt on his ear.

"Isn't that better?"

Light returned in flashes. Thomas realized he was being moved. Ushered down a hall while seated on a wheelchair. The lights above exposed the steril and stark hall that stretched out to eternity before him. Patches of padded walls were stitched into the steril tiles at random. Wheelchairs, medical tables and other equipment lay strewn about. Some on the floor, others sitting on the walls in defiance of gravity. Heavy doors with no handles were spaced along the walls regularly. As well as the ceiling and floor.

That whisper tickled his ear again, "Your room is ready."

The hallway bent. Morphed before his eyes to a dead end with a single door. The door opened on its own to reveal a padded cell inside. The walls of the cell moved. Pulsed like a heart. With sections of padding rising and falling like lungs. Never had Thomas felt such panic but his tiny struggles did nothing to help him. He could only stare at the fate that fast approached.

"We will make you well." A kiss on his ear.

The creature's tongue slithered around his head and under the bands of his muzzle. The kiss brought a surge of pleasure. His cock tightened against its cage in defiance of his terror. The plug came to life with a strong pulse. Then another. Each one a blossom of pleasure that further tightened sheath against its cage.

In the wake of the kiss numbness spread. Down through his head and into his spine. Breath came in heavy pants. Drool dripped from spread, muzzled jaws. A last muffled groan as they arrived. Like a hungry mouth the door to the room reached out to claim him. Swallowed him into the padded embrace beyond. A heavy, thick sack was dragged up over his already restrained body. Encasing him entirely from neck to feet in another layer of restraint. Connected to a new wide collar that wrapped around his neck. The door behind him snapped closed then shrank until it was gone. Which left him sealed in a padded cell that closed in all around him. From above him a mask of shiny white material dropped. Connected to hoses that ran into the ceiling. It slipped over his head to encase it entirely. Even his ears. Only two eye holes allowed him to see anything of the place that was now his home. A soft hiss followed as gas was fed down the tubes. Gas he was helpless but to breath.

The world began to spin. The ever shrinking walls rippled in his vision. A multi colored vortex came to life in the lenses of his mask. Such bliss sank into his thoughts. It mingled with the terror and turned into something new. His mind bent and softened for the therapy that was to come. For the sensations he would experience.

A last loving whisper, "Welcome home."

He heard a sound. A strange new sound. A giggle? His own giggle.

A sound that continued as reality, for him, no longer applied.

Epilogue-

Melinda walked back to her car and slid into the driver seat. The call was already placed before she closed the door. They were quick to answer.

"It's done?"

"Yes." Melinda replied, "It's been fed."

"And the loose ends?"

"His car is already towed and security teams have confirmed no witnesses." She pressed them, "And your end?"

"No one will come looking for him." A slight pause, "We had to feed it far sooner this time. Any clue as to why?"

Melinda frowned, "None. A guess is that it likes certain types of people more than others."

"Let's hope it's that simple. If it were to break containment-"

She cut in, "I know. I was there last time." She rubbed up between her eyes and sighed, "I'm heading back in and I'll be taking a shower before I fill out the paperwork."

Without waiting for a reply she hung up, started her car and left the place behind.