Escape The Dungeon
#8 of Adult stories
It's a new year and the time for a new story!
This one has a wolf getting an escape room as a birthday surprise from his friends, one that involves quite a lot more of rope and toys than he could've ever suspected.
Enjoy!
Escape The Dungeon
By Virfolf
Marchie (Marcus)
"Hi! Wanna come over tomorrow?
I wanna give a little something to the birthday wolfy :3"
"Oh, really :3?! Of course! I wasn't really planning on
celebrating so I have the day free anyway"
"Awesome! Is 4 pm okay for you?
Don't worry, it's not a surprise party. It'll just be me and you :3
I might ask Scott to come over too if he has time"
"Also, don't worry about Dan -
I asked him yesterday if I could have you for the day"
"He liked my plans ;3"
"Going behind my back to my boyfriend,
what on earth could you have planned =3="
"But yeh, sounds fine! See you then"
"And thanks for putting in thought and effort <3"
"Hehe, don't thank me before ;3 And oh,
be prepared for some light physical activity!
It's more of an experience than a physical gift per se"
"Intriguing :3c Should I bring my trainers
or swimming trunks?"
"Oh, clothes don't matter"
"I have some you can borrow if need be ^^"
"But see you tomorrow! Don't be late ;33"
"I would never! Till then~"
Felix stared at the conversation on his phone screen. The scenery outside the window rolled by rapidly as his bus was steadily heading towards Marchie's neighborhood. A slight tingle of nervousness and excitement was passing over him. No one had prepared anything major for his birthday before, the wolf usually just went to have dinner or to the movies with his boyfriend, or a maybe a small house party with friends at most. It was very nice though - Marcus and Scott were a very good friends and Felix really liked hanging out with them. Their time together usually consisted of just hanging out and playing games, maybe it was some kind of new board game Marcus had bought?
Felix' boyfriend, Dan, had been very secretive when the wolf had asked him about what Marcus had told him. He just ushered Felix to go, with a weird grin he was clearly trying to hide. That's the part that made the wolf nervous. Marcus could be quite creative at times, and Dan had had no trouble in the past agreeing to even the strangest propositions, and he was rarely this excited about something he wasn't even going to be involved in. "Just remember to bring me pictures!" he had just said at the door as he sent Felix off.
Why would he want pictures of a board game? Unless it was Twister... and he just wanted to see his cute ass in uncomfortable, revealing positions. That'd also explain the "light physical activity". It actually might be fun though, Felix thought and imagined briefly how he'd probably get pinned and squished under Marcus's heft as soon as the positions got even a bit hard - neither of them were very limber, but Marcus also had the disadvantage of being heavier than Felix, and a bit clumsy. The mental image made him smile and let out a slight chuckle, but his daydreaming was quickly interrupted by the bus's announcement system.
"Next stop: Valleydale Estates."
His stop. Felix pressed the button and started to gather his belongings.
DING-DING
A slight rumble could be heard from the other side of the door when Felix rang the doorbell. After a few moments and muffled noises, the door opened, and the wolf was met with smiling coyote with his arms open in the doorway.
"Wolfie! Right on time, happy birthdayyy!" Marcus greeted him excitedly and pulled Felix into a warm hug.
The coyote, due to his species, was almost a head shorter than Felix, but otherwise Marcus didn't have the usual, lithe coyote build. Instead, his arms and legs were quite thick and there was a good hint of chub on his waistline. As Felix was, in turn, a bit thinner than an average wolf, Marcus's hug felt more like that of a bear to him. A cosy, loving bear.
"How could I miss it! Hello hello..." The wolf responded softly, flustered by the sudden squishing, and embraced the squeezing coyote back. "And thanks, also for inviting me! By the way, did Scott make it?
"Oh yeah, yeah! He's just out back preparing your surprise... Get inside, and he'll come greet you soon too"
The coyote walked backwards and held the door for Felix, smiling from ear to ear. Felix noticed there was a hint of that weird grin Dan had also had on his muzzle. If it had been someone he didn't know so well, Felix might've been a bit creeped out, but he knew Marchie was kind and gentle, and he trusted him completely.
As the wolf stepped over the doorstep, he thought he saw the door wiggle a little bit. Maybe Marcus was so excited his hand was shaking? He walked past the door and Marcus, and bent over to put his back on the bench next to the door. Suddenly, there was a loud rustle behind him and next thing he knew, something what felt like fabric was pulled over his eyes and his world went black.
"M-marrf?", he yipped and tried to turn around, but his head was held in place by whatever it was in, and his arms were quickly pulled behind his back and held together tightly, keeping him securely in place. The grip on them was tight, but gentle, and soon he heard Scott's voice from behind him.
"Hi Felix! Happy birthday, your surprise is about to begin." Felix could hear Scott grunt, then he felt another set of paws on his arms... something was being wrapped around his wrists! It felt firm but soft at the same time, and soon he heard a *click* and the paws moved lower on his body to apparently secure his legs.
"Don't worry, this is all part of the experience! We'll take good care of you." he could hear Marcus say near his legs. "By the way, the safeword is 'glorious foxtail'."
Safeword? Would he need a safeword? The shock of being captured and bound was just starting to realize on him, and nothing like this had ever happened to him, ever. He whined out of momentary fear, but calmed down a bit as he felt Scott's familiar embrace wrap around him. He trusted them both, they would not harm him. Even though his head was wrapped and secured, he could breathe just fine. He let himself sink into Scott's lap, entrusting himself to his friends.
Soon he felt his legs be restrained together the same way his arms were, and both the shock and the awkward position left him wobbling, no way to grasp for additional support. The only reason he wasn't falling over was Scott holding him.
"There we go, a nicely wrapped wolf bundle. Let's take you to where the action will be."
Before Felix could answer, he let out a loud yelp as his whole body was suddenly lifted up and turned around. His head spun in an intense fit of vertigo from the turn. As the feeling waned, he realized he was splayed out in Scott's arms, being carried somewhere. Felix felt a blush coming onto his cheeks for screaming like that, glad nobody could see it though the fabric.
"I've never heard that sound coming out of you" he heard Scott chuckle above him. "Cuuute."
After being carried around here and there for a way too long of a time for the size of Marchie's house, he was put down somewhere. If they had tried to confuse the wolf's sense of direction by the twists and turns, they had succeeded completely. He was propped up against a corner, and just as he let out a confused grumble and was about to ask where they took him, something was shoved firmly down on his ears. Earmuffs, maybe? Felix felt they were fastened around his neck by a strap. He couldn't see or hear anything now except for his own, racing heartbeat. Scott's calming arms were gone too, nothing was touching him anymore.
Felix tried to wiggle his hand- and feetpaws but couldn't really move them or adjust his position with them. His knees he could bend, but that would probably just lead to him toppling over so he decided against it. What now? He was captured and bound inside of his best friend's house, basically kidnapped. This was one weird birthday surprise, and as the time he was left alone grew, so did his nervousness. Had it been seconds or minutes already?
*crackle*
The wolf jumped from the sudden, loud sound.
"Is this on now? Felix, make more cute sounds if you can hear me!"
Felix let out a very confused "Mmaorf?". It was Marcus! His voice sounded like it came from inside his earmuffs, maybe they were headphones instead? And it was loud.
"I'll take that as a yes."
A muffled chuckle.
"Alright, welcome to Marchie & Scottie's Dungeon! Your goal is simple - to escape! There will be puzzles, there will be traps, and there will be difficult choices! Maybe you can escape with your dignity intact, most likely not." What followed was a feeble attempt at evil laughter.
Dungeon? This was an escape room, wasn't it. They had gone to a few together with Marcus and Scott, and they both knew Felix loved them. The "dignity" part was what worried the wolf, though. The kidnapping pointed to something he had discussed with Marchie a few times; his kink to being bound, captured and utterly controlled.
"As you may have noticed, your current courses of action are quite limited by the lovely package we made out of you. So your first task is - get something free! Don't be afraid to use your whole body. Just one rule: keep the headphones on, you'll need them."
"You have one hour to escape. If you fail, we'll subject you to whatever punishment we deem necessary, which might or might not involve the full array of what our dungeon can provide." Scott spoke up for the first time through the headphones.
Damnit, he knew it had been a mistake to talk about his fetishes with them! They were just friends and nothing more sexual than cuddling had ever happened between them, but especially Marchie was very eager to pry about Felix's interests and teased him mercilessly about them whenever he felt like he needed a flustered, blushing wolf.
Deep down, Felix had to admit he liked it quite a lot. He wouldn't have minded if Marcus had some time carried out his threats of tying the wolf down and putting him in a sling he apparently had hidden somewhere in his house. Well, not the first part had come true at least. The same not-minding went for Scott too, even if he hadn't been teasing him much. He was more of a physical than a wordy guy, and he was very skilled with his paws whenever Felix was in his lap. Nothing naughty though, mind you, just gentle petting. Together, they were the company where Felix could be himself, relax and enjoy their friendship.
Marcus's crackling voice interrupted his daydreaming.
"The numerous traps, all situations, your current raging boner and our soon-to-be rough handling of you inside this dungeon has been discussed with and all approved by Dan. You can thank him for some of the more devious things we didn't even think of." Marcus's voice added.
Now Felix blushed properly. Of course they had Dan in on it, that's why he couldn't stop himself grinning when he sent the wolf off. What were they going to do to him if they even needed his boyfriend's approval? And how did they know he had a bo-
"And now, without further ado, you're off! Time starts in three, two, one..."
Rustling from the microphone, the sound of something being dropped, muffled swearing, then finally...
*beep*
Well, Felix really did love escape rooms and he knew what to do in one.
First, he tried to gather his surroundings despite his lack of senses and movement. The only thing that confirmed he was still in Marchie's house was the familiar scent, mixed in with something peculiar Felix couldn't quite place. Some chemical? Plastic? Rubber? Maybe leather? If someone had said to him he was in a BDSM club, he would've found it very believable based on the scent. Did Marchie really HAVE a dungeon?
He tried to fumble about with his bound handpaws, maybe there was a key left there. His hands were met with nothing but cold, empty floor and wall. Same as he wiggled his footpaws, they found air and empty space. He stomped a bit with his heels, but he couldn't even hear it or any possible effects it caused himself through the muffling headphones.
What options did he have left? His muzzle? He tried to turn his head from right to left, meeting each wall on his sides, but nothing was there either. His voice? Maybe worth a shot.
"Uhh, open shackles?"
Silence.
Then, a familiar, female robotic voice. "Opening Spotify."
"N-no! Ok Google, open shackles!" Felix tried to enunciate as clearly as possible.
"Playing 'Open shackles, restraints or handcuffs' by 'Marchie & Scottie' on Spotify"
He... was on the right track? Soon, his headphones filled with Marchie's voice again.
"To open the cuffs around your legs,"
"to deal with the stubborn lock,"
"you must find the right pegs"
"and do a little suck"
Felix couldn't help but giggle. He didn't know Marchie practiced poetry! His face went quickly straight though, after he realized what the little poem implied. He had to suck? With his mouth? And a peg could only imply-
He was startled by a loud *beep* again, this time in his right ear.
Was it a hint? Felix tried turning his head right again and was met with an object this time. A very suspiciously shaped object, based on the feel. It felt stiff, but gave way slightly as he pushed it with his nose. The texture against his was very skin-like, and it smelled of a light fragrance not unlike soap, combined with a rubbery scent. Suddenly, it jiggled like someone was holding it. There were two options in Felix's head:
One, it was a rubber stick - like a baton.
Two... it was a dildo, or the real thing in a condom.
Marchie couldn't possibly have a glory hole inside his house, on the wall he was currently leaning against, could he? There was no space for a person to be standing there against the wall, at the very least. The "pegs" in the poem slightly implied a dildo, at least he thought it did. Well... it did say to suck, there's no way around that. And the "worst-case" scenario was that he'd put his mouth around one of his dear friends' dicks. So, here goes...
Felix let out a slight whimper, then opened his muzzle and wrapped his lips gingerly around the invading object. The taste and familiar mouthfeel instantly confirmed to him that it was a silicone dildo, probably a canine one. As he closed his lips around the tip, he tried to feel for any switches or buttons with his tongue but couldn't find any yet. With no other apparent course of action, he turned his head to be able to take the shaft deeper into his mouth. As his lips reached a bulging part on the shaft, probably the knot, Felix still couldn't find anything that would imply the release of his legs. Would he be graded on performance? If he sucked well enough, he'd be freed? With the length and girth of the member, he would NOT be getting knotted in his mouth at least; he would choke.
The wolf decided to try his performance theory, and ignoring all feelings of shyness and shame, began to suck on the jutting dildo with vigor. He treated it as a real partner he was desperate to get off as quickly as possible - he sucked gently, he let his tongue wander along the shaft and around the tip, he bobbed his head up and down as much as he could in his awkward position. As time went by and nothing happened, he redoubled his efforts.
After a while of rewardless sucking, he began to think if he had been wrong or understood the poem incorrectly. But no, it hadn't been a masterwork that could be interpreted by philosophers around the world for years to come - it was a simple poem with clear orders, and he had followed them. Just as his desperation began to disturb the quality of the blowjob he was giving the inanimate object, he decided to move his left leg out to get a better position, which helped immensely.
Wait. Moved his left leg?
The realization hit Felix - the lock on the cuffs had opened and he hadn't even noticed. He was so focused on finding a switch, then being as skilled as possible that he hadn't even noticed when his legs had drifted apart, no longer restrained by the cuffs. He stopped sucking and leaned back against the wall, now very self-conscious about his lewd slurping.
"Hehe, good boy! You've solved the first riddle. The sensor you had to trigger was capacitive, it opened the lock the moment your tongue touched the tip. Buuut, we didn't want to interrupt you as you seemed like you were having fun" This time, Marchie couldn't stifle his laughter though the microphone.
Felix wanted the Earth to swallow him then and there. He let his head fall downwards in his shame. Why had he not even checked if his efforts did anything? Idiot, idiot, idiot... Now his friends are going to think he's some sex-starved mutt with a strong, overpowering oral fixation.
Marchie and Scott seemed to know the wolf would wallow in self-pity, as the coyote quickly added: "Don't worry, this was much more fun this way... and clearly shows us we've succeeded in choosing the theme for our little escape room. Now, for-"
Felix could hear a faint "Ow!" through the microphone, then some unintelligible whispering, followed by uncharacteristic giggling for either of them. After a moment of rustling sounds and a curious waft of air against Felix' muzzle, they spoke again.
"Uh, if you want five bonus minutes to the time, you could try showing us your sucking skills again, for a bit more." Muffled giggling.
Did they want to humiliate the wolf even more? ...darn it, a bonus minute is a bonus minute and he had wasted enough time already on trying to please the imaginary judges. What could a bit more hurt? It's just silicone. Felix turned his head back to the right and found his nose meeting a familiar object. Without any further wasted time, he took the whole shaft into his mouth.
This time, though, something was different. The shape was similar, but the scent... clean, but slightly musky and with a very familiar sidenote he couldn't quite place. So was the texture, this time it was MUCH more realistic. And the faint salty taste...
*moan*
Straight into his headphones, an unmistakable sound of great pleasure as soon as Felix had bobbed his head for the first time. Loud, uncontrolled laughter from the background that could only be Marcus.
The wolf blushed furiously and froze, his mouth still around the HIGHLY suspicious member. This was no dildo; he had just tasted one of his friends for the first time. Scott, by the sound of it. He quickly withdrew his head and scrambled away a bit in shock.
"Heey, why'd you stop? One moan won't get you your five minutes. You looked so skillful it'd be wasted on a fake dick!"
What should he do? It's not like Scott and Marcus didn't want it, and there was nothing stopping him. It tasted kinda good too, and he was left wanting more. So was Scott, probably. If they didn't think he was a complete slut by then, they definitely would if he continued.
Felix hesitated for a moment, then swallowed and leaned forward, having made his decision. He found the dick where it was before and enveloped it gently with his lips. He was greeted by a pleased groan into his earphones, which encouraged him to continue. He followed his motions from before with the dildo, letting his tongue find places which elicited the loudest sounds.
"Thaaat's it, I knew you couldn't stop there. Such a good boy~"
The encouragement made Felix's skin tingle with embarrassment. They KNEW now he loved this. And he did! And as the veil of modesty was now gone, he could let himself enjoy it fully. He bobbed his head, occasionally pushing his tongue out to circle the edges of the member's forming knot. Scott let out very pleasurable sounds and even bucked his hips a couple of times into the wolf's muzzle when his tongue found an especially sensitive spot underneath the shaft.
This went on for a while, and Scott's moans were rising in pitch with each motion of Felix's head. Felix's own member was also announcing its enjoyment, almost painfully rubbing against the fabric of his own underwear. Ohh, Scott was definitely leaking a lot, Felix could taste the pre mixing into his saliva and flowing down his throat. Just as the wolf thought his friend was getting close, the headphones interrupted him.
"Alright, five minutes are up!"
The wolf could hear more rustling, then a whine as Scott's leaking cock was suddenly yanked out of Felix's mouth and the apparent gloryhole.
"Oh c'mon, this is his birthday - not yours. You'll get more fun later, especially if he fails." Felix heard Marchie disciplining Scott, before speaking directly into the mic again. "I'll remove the time this took from the clock and add your extra minutes, congratulations!"
"But now that your legs are free, it is time to continue on with the dungeon! Your next task is to get out of this room, so feel free to explore every nook and cranny. We'll watch you carefully. The time left is... forty-five minutes."
And with a crackle, the mic was off again and Felix left alone and panting on the cold floor.
The wolf struggled himself up from the floor, which was quite difficult as he couldn't see a thing or even lean onto the hands, tied behind his back. He began to explore his surroundings, careful of tripping and falling in the complete darkness of the blindfold. Soon, it was apparent the room wasn't very large - more of a walk-in closet, really. The spot where the dildo and Scott's dick had been, was a clear-cut glory hole in the wall, but he couldn't reach into it without the use of his hands. The wolf scrambled in search of anything he could use without his hands being free. He found something that felt like a doorway, but there was no knob or even any hole for a key or for leverage, just a solid door blocking him.
After a quick search of the walls, he found stacked shelves on one side of the room. The only option for him was to search them by sliding and poking with his muzzle along the shelves, hoping to hit something that could help him. At first, he had no luck, but after a good while of awkward wobbling, his nose was met with something that felt like a big, round button on the back wall. He bucked his head to press it, and was rewarded with a satisfying *click*. That seemed to trigger a new recording as Marchie's voice started in his headphones again.
"To find new possibilities,"
"You need to see."
"Past the room,"
"Past the masculinities."
Another poem, and this one was much more cryptic? How could he see past the room if he was blindfolded and sealed into it? Hmm, Felix let his mind run through the possible ways to "see past the room".
Could there be a window? No, he was pretty sure there were none when he checked the walls.
But could something have opened up?
Felix went around the walls and the shelves again in search of any new holes or openings, but still no luck. Nothing but the glory hole. However, as he brushed into the top of the hole with his muzzle, he found his fur to stick into something a bit. Was there... glue on the wall on top of the hole? He poked it with his nose and had to struggle a bit to get it off of it again. How could he use a sticky spot on the wall?
Unless...
Felix had an idea. His next task was to see, and it'd be much easier without the blindfold. He had to go "past the masculinities", and the only masculine things in this room were, to his knowledge, his own person and the former dicks in the glory hole. How could he go past them?
He decided to try the first thing that came into his mind, which was to stick his muzzle against the glory hole and see if it would fit. To almost his surprise, it fit perfectly, and he could stuff his whole muzzle inside the wall, so that his eyes and forehead were against the sticky spot. Just as he was about to pull his muzzle out of the wall, he was startled by something touching his chin. However, as the something began to scritch his chin gently and pet the top of his muzzle, Felix calmed down quickly. It was probably just Marcus or Scott, rewarding him for figuring out the clue.
After a quick, pleasant petting, the paw tapped at the wolf's nose to signal it was time to pull out. Felix did just that, and was pleased to feel the blindfold getting stuck on the wall and getting pulled off his head under the band of the headphones.
To his big disappointment though, he still couldn't see much at all. It was very dark in the closet, the only light came from the hole in the wall and even it was very dim. He looked around and barely saw the outlines of the closest shelves on the wall, but not much more. What about inside the hole? He tried peeking into the hole carefully, but could only see an opposing, white wall across the room on the other side. After waiting a while, Felix decided it was fruitless and began to stand up straight.
*grab*
Someone caught him from behind and threw him flat on the floor. Felix yelped loudly as he was flipped around on his stomach, then twitched when he felt the assailant grabbing his sensitive waist. Before he knew it, the person had pulled his pants and boxers off in one, swift motion. As Felix tried to struggle and turn around to face his assailant, he found him gone. He was just in time to see a slight twinkle of light from the closing doorway before it sealed shut again and Felix was left alone.
How did the person get in here without the wolf noticing? Did the headphones really cover up so much sound that he didn't hear even a rustle? He was now sitting on the floor, completely naked from the waist down, panting and heart pounding from the adrenaline rush of the sudden attack.
*crackle*
"Ha, you were attacked by the pant-thieving goblin of the dungeon! What now? He's known to be a bit careless though, maybe he dropped something..."
With another crackle, Marcus's voice was gone again. Felix swore he could've heard Scott panting in the background, the identity of the goblin was quite clear. But okay, so the next hint was quite clear - something is on the floor now. Felix searched the floor by tapping his paws around on the floor, and soon they were met with something tubular and solid. He rolled the object around with his footpaw and managed to hit a switch on the object while doing so. A purple beam of light appeared on the floor.
A blacklight! Felix leant down to grab the flashlight with his maw, adjusted it in his mouth, and began to search the room using it. At first, it seemed like nothing was illuminated by it - the room and the shelves were empty. But when he pointed the light upwards, he could see a faint glow on the bottom of the top shelf. As Felix got up and headed towards the glow, he noticed it was produced by writing on the shelf's surface.
"Above me is the key, below me is the release"
_ _
Felix turned his head in confusion. It was very high up, there was no way he could reach the shelf without the use of his hands. And below the text was just empty shelves. However, as Felix turned his head to examine the bottom shelves closer, something began moving as soon as the blacklight hit it on the shelf around the height of his waist.
The wolf stared at as the shelf's surface opened, and a small tube emerged out of it, pushed and held by some mechanism. In the dim light of the blacklight, it was difficult to recognize at first, but upon closer inspection, Felix found it too to be a very familiar, flashlight-shaped object.
A Tenga penetrable toy, with its holder tube and all.
Ohh no, is this why his pants were taken? It is, isn't it.
Well, here there's definitely no other course of action. Felix concentrated for a moment, and soon felt his dick slowly emerging from the confines of his sheath. He had no trouble getting himself hard as a rock in the current, exciting situation. He sighed, wiggled his hips, took aim, and pushed in with little difficulty.
The wolf was pleased to notice the toy was already pleasantly lubed up, and he had no trouble sliding into it. He grunted from pleasure and quickly hilted inside the toy, and felt his tip meeting something solid at the end of the Tenga's tube. That triggered something inside his handcuffs, and soon, they started vibrating. Felix thrust in a couple more times, just to make sure, and to his pleasant surprise, the chain holding the cuffs together fell off, just as it had from the ones on his legs.
Felix contemplated on just continuing on mating with the toy for a few moments more, but time was of the essence. Before he could argue against himself, the decision was made for him as the toy suddenly started moving again and retreat into the shelf. Felix quickly yanked his dick out, fearing it'd get stuck, and rubbed his shoulder with his now free paw. Such a long time in one position meant his dick wasn't the only thing that was stiff.
"No bonus minutes this time for you, we can't let you have too much fun yet either!"
The quick remark from Marcus into his ears reminded him he was being watched constantly, and a new wave of embarrassment washed over him. One amplified hundredfold by the following statement.
"You know, we actually expected you to stick the blacklight into the Tenga to trigger the mechanism, we didn't even dare to hope for this. But your way was much more fun again! Anyway, please continue - thirty-five minutes left."
Oh nooo... Why didn't he think of that. Of course, it was obvious. If he had been inside a normal escape room, that would've definitely been the first thing he tried. But this was no normal room, and it was messing with Felix's increasingly horny mind.
However, time kept running and now Felix had his most important assets free - his handpaws. Now everything would be much, much easier! The wolf quickly reached for the top shelf, and found two soft, leathery objects lying on it. He pulled them down and studied them in the dim light of the flashlight. He knew what they were, but had never seen any before in real life.
Puppy mitts, with pawpads and all.
They were used in BDSM and pet play for the aesthetics, and to restrict the use of one's hands to that of a feral dog. Why did Marcus have these? But then again, why wouldn't he. He had never told much about his own interests apart from his teasing, but the things he said to Felix always showed wide knowledge in the field of bondage and sexual adventures.
But more importantly, he had just gained the use of his hands! Would he have to make them useless again? Maybe not, maybe there's just something inside. Felix tried to shake the mitts to make all contents fall out, but they were seemingly empty. Or at least the contents were well attached. Okay, no other option than to reach inside. Felix pushed his left hand inside the left mitt, but his fingers weren't met with anything but the soft lining of the glove. He reached in further until his hand was completely inside, and to his horror, the mitt's opening snapped tightly shut around his wrist.
At the same moment however, the door to the room slid slightly open. Just ever so slightly, maybe twenty centimeters, but enough to give dim, reddish glow, and a hope of getting free to the trapped wolf. He ran to the door and tried to push it open more, but the door wouldn't budge. Apparently, it could only be opened and closed by a mechanism.
Felix's ears went flat against his head as he realized he'd have to put the other mitt on. And sure enough, as his right hand slid inside the glove and the opening snapped shut, the door slid fully open, and the wolf's closet was flooded with red light.
"Awesome job! Sorry about the mitts, we can't make it too easy for you. And even though you've been a good boy so far, we can't have you touching between your legs too much without permission."
Felix's eyes adjusted to the bright, sex-club-like lighting while Marcus's speech filled his headphones again. He walked out of the closet and was met with a bedroom, of sorts. In the center of the room was a king-size bed that caught the eye immediately with its bold red-and-black patterned sheets and built-in restraint ropes attached to each leg. It wasn't the only eye-catching thing though - the walls were lined with glass cupboards filled with all kinds of BDSM gear, there was a couple big table-like contraptions Felix didn't even recognize, and there was a full-size sling set up in a weightlifting cage at the foot of the bed.
"We see you admiring the main room of our dungeon - and you should, it is indeed quite impressive! Now, your next task is to change your attire into something more suitable for the atmosphere in the room. The easiest choice for you would be to go butt naked, and it would be appropriate... but there's also rack to the left of you to choose from a few articles if you want something more interesting. Once you've decided, the adventure will continue."
Felix turned his head to the left and was met with an open clothing rack with a few hangers on it. The wolf browsed through them and found them to be skimpy tops and briefs made of skin-tight materials. He didn't want to be naked, but these didn't offer much more coverage. None of them were too bad either, even though this type of sexy clothing wasn't really his thing. It could be fun to try them!
The wolf considered between two sets before settling on a sleek combination of a black neoprene vest and jockstrap-like briefs with a front zipper. How could he put them on, though, with his mitts and all? The vest, maybe, but the jocks would be a challenge. Before the wolf could worry about it for any longer, he felt a paw land on his shoulder.
Startled again, Felix hadn't heard anything approach him this time either. He turned around quickly, and found himself facing both Marchie and Scott, dressed in VERY environment-appropriate gear: Marchie in a full set of harnesses, straps and neoprene briefs with a bulging front, and Scott in a skin-tight rubber catsuit with his head and paws free. Both were also wearing single ear headsets with microphones, and soon Marcus broke the silence with his, again talking directly into the startled wolf's ears even though he was standing right in front of him.
"Nice to see you again face to face, wolfie. I see you've made your choice, time to help you put it on!" With that, Marcus and Scott basically leapt to him and grabbed his arms and legs.
"H-hey!" Felix managed to yell out before he was carried and thrown on the bed. Scott got on the bed behind the wolf, and tugged on his shirt, the one remaining article of clothing he had left on him. Meanwhile, Marchie pulled Felix's legs up and slid the jockstrap down them, towards his very uncovered package.
"Thaat's it, just let us get you all dressed for the occasion." Marchie cooed into his mic.
Felix's shirt was now thrown over the side of the bed, and Scott was fitting the vest around the wolf's shoulders and chest. Much more pressing to Felix, however, was Marcus's nearing paws to his waist and sheath.
"Uhh, I think I can get it myself-!" Felix tried to discourage the coyote.
"Nahh, with those pawmitts, no. Trust me, I have experience." said Scott from on top of him and winked, now zipping the vest up.
At that moment, Felix felt Marchie's warm handpaw wrap around his sheath. He gasped as he felt gentle fingers lifting up his orbs, then squirmed as the cold, smooth texture of neoprene slid over the package. With one swift movement, Marchie tugged and snapped the waistband over the wolf's butt.
"There! Sorry for the intrusion on your personal space, but this was a special request on Dan's part. Said you'd be too shy otherwise if we didn't rough you up a bit first." Marcus announced happily as Scott was finished with the vest simultaneously. "You seem quite ticklish down there, haven't been touched enough?"
Felix wanted to argue but couldn't bring himself to. If he wasn't flustered before, now the wolf could feel the blood and warmth rushing to his cheeks... and somewhere else. Dan wanted him to be manhandled and fondled by the duo, and had actually asked for it? He might've been wrong about him being too shy for this otherwise, though, Felix thought as he looked back on his actions in the dark closet. It felt very liberating, that he couldn't deny. For the first time, Felix was now letting himself get openly aroused in the company of his friends, and it felt good.
"It's fine. I... kind of liked it." Felix finally answered in a whisper.
"Ha, you owe me five bucks," Marchie turned to Scott and announced triumphantly. "Even if he hadn't admitted it, I would've demanded my money based on that bulge. Told you he'd love the roughhousing!"
Felix's ears went flat in submission and shame. As Marchie heard Scott start to grumble, he turned his attention back to the wolf and quickly continued "But no time for you to dawdle still, if you wish to escape the punishment for failure! There's only... fifteen minutes left. So, the first task for you in this new room is to open that box." Marchie pointed to an ornate wooden crate on the bedside table. "There are two keys, and you might want to start by examining the box closely."
"Good luck! We'll be lying here on the bed and waiting." added Scott and scooted away from made himself comfortable, as did Marcus.
Felix got quickly up from the bed and tried to shake himself out his stupor, induced by the surreality and the sheer arousal of the situation. Alright, time to beat the game. The wolf was slightly worried about how the escape room would continue now that he was in this actual-sex-dungeon of a room, and especially about what the punishment for failure would be here. He was in a hurry now, that was for sure.
So, the box! Felix hurried over to the lacquered crate and tried to lift it up clumsily. Heavy but not too bad, he thought as he looked at the surface closely. It was rectangular in shape, and there were golden, swirling patterns on each side. On the front there were two small keyholes that looked like fit an ordinary, old-fashioned key. Nothing else stuck out about the box to Felix. No openings, no dents or holes except for the keyholes, and nothing that looked like a hint. Although maybe...
Yeah, there was something peculiar about the pattern! It almost looked like it was painted on after the lacquer, and it was a bit messy. When Felix looked at it from the right angle, it almost looked like calligraphy writing. Completely unintelligible though, it was like it was backwards. Wait, it could actually be! That is definitely a backward S. And if that's an S, that could be a weird small E.
This was a common puzzle in escape rooms, and Felix knew now he needed a mirror. Thankfully, the décor of the place was very accommodating for that - the wall opposite of the bed was mostly a mirror surface, interrupted by only a few of the glass shelves. The wolf walked to the mirror and turned the box around, as carefully as the mitts would allow, until he found the right position.
Search
Search? Search what? As Felix spun the box around more, he noticed the rest of the gold pattern was also text.
Search the bulges
The... bulges? Felix felt himself get flustered again. What could it mean, aside from the obvious? Felix looked around the room and there were a few conventional candidates in the crotches of outfits hanging on the racks, but nothing other than those. Not even an artwork on the walls that could contain a hidden button or a compartment.
And... of course the even more obvious, the two prominent bulges lying on the bed, with their owners grinning mischievously as they watched the wolf. Felix had a premonition of what the solution would be, but still, he wanted to be sure there were no other options this time before trying it. He put the box down on the carpet and quickly ran back to the clothing racks. After a thorough shake and poking of the outfits, no keys turned up. Felix was surprised to find out how many of the outfits had a little pocket in the crotch for the dick to go in (if you had one without a sheath) to accentuate the bulge. He couldn't really get his mitts inside the pockets, but felt like the shaking was enough to confirm the lack of keys.
But now, there were only three options for the two keys to be hiding: the ones on the bed and his own. Felix decided the least intimidating option was to look down his own briefs first and tried to carefully open the front zipper. Soon he found out, it was impossible. First, he tried to push the zipper down with his mitts, but as the first bit of fur threatened to get stuck into the zipper, he quickly abandoned that technique. He tried to squeeze zipper between the mitts, but it was way too slippery to pull on, no matter how hard he squeezed. He couldn't even get the mitts underneath the waistband to pull the pants down.
Felix let out an involuntary whine. This wasn't going to work, and that left him with only one option. He looked towards the bed and found his friends in the same position as before, grinning even more openly than before. He slowly headed towards them and climbed on the bed, between Marchie's legs at first.
There, he was met with a familiar problem. The crotch in Scott's rubber suit was attached by three small snap fasteners, one in each corner, and now he knew they were not opening with his mitts. He looked at Scott pleadingly, but he didn't even lift a finger to help him. Felix pawed at the bulge uselessly, trying to signify he couldn't possibly. No reaction.
Left again with no other option, he gathered his courage and leant down. The crotch radiated warmth even before Felix felt his lips touch it. He found he could easily slide his teeth underneath the left edge of the crotch flap and pull.
*snap*
One open! That was surprisingly easy. He moved his head a bit and tugged on the other corner, easily detaching it as well. As the crotch flap swung open, from underneath was revealed a plump canine sheath, complete with a red, glistening tip sticking out the top. Felix' nostrils were hit by a familiar musky scent, this time accentuated heavily by the warm latex surrounding it. The wolf was mesmerized by the sight - he was inches from his friend's most private parts, surrounded by the scent of his arousal.
*clink*
A sudden sound woke the wolf from his trance,and the sight of something glittering in the corner of his eye. A key had fallen out! His premonition had been right this time. But before he could move and grab it, a paw landed harshly on the back of his head and pushed him down. Suddenly, the musky scent permeated his nostrils completely as his muzzle was smushed and rubbed against the sheath and balls. He tried to struggle against the grip at first, but soon founds his efforts completely futile and submitted to the remainder of the rubbing.
As the paw finally lifted up from the back of his head, Scott spoke up softly: "Hehe, sorry. Couldn't resist. Your eyes were basically deep-throating it already so I just helped you along a bit."
Felix was blushing, but more importantly, his own crotch was now almost bursting with arousal. His dick was almost fully out of its sheath and demanding attention. Thankfully, the jockstrap was stretchy and accommodated the member in a very showy manner. He reached out with his paw to adjust it, only remembering how useless they were for it as the corner of the mitts brushed against the neoprene-covered bulge. Felix whimpered, almost completely taken over by an uninhibited, horny mindset.
But... no, the key is more important now! He looked down and, to his disappointment, found the glittering object gone.
"Looking for this?"
Felix looked up and saw Scott dangling the key between his thumb and index fingers in front of the wolf, before pulling it securely into his paw.
"You found it, but I'm keeping it for now. And you have one left to find."
Felix looked confusedly to his right and found Marcus MUCH closer than he had been before. He was kneeling next to the wolf, crotch basically right in front of his muzzle now. Again, the wolf had heard nothing - the headphones had hidden all the sound. He looked up at the smiling coyote, then submissively leaned to do what he had to Scott's bulge.
After a while of fiddling, his muzzle securely planted to the bulge, he managed to pop the fasteners open. What popped out this time wasn't just a sheath but a full-on erect canine cock, tapping the wolf gently in the face as it swung out. Felix admired the impressive sight openly, too horny to care about modesty anymore. Scott's scent had broken all remaining barriers in his mind
On the cock's base, Felix noticed, was a thick, round cock ring, and attached to it was another dangling, old-fashioned key.
"I think you're going to have to lubricate it a bit to get your key, hmm? But don't do too much or you might not get it off at all." Marchie said playfully.
Felix didn't have to be told twice. He wrapped his mouth around the cock and lapped at it like his life depended on it. The taste was delicious. He tried to coat every inch of the jutting member with his drool as quickly as possible. Marchie had apparently left his mic open, as the wolf was rewarded with pleasured grunt and breathy moans for his eager attentions.
Soon, Felix felt he had slickened up the cock as much as he could and put his paws around the cockring. With a few clumsy efforts, he managed to nudge the ring off bit by bit. He had to hold the tip steady with his mouth as the ring traveled upwards, and soon felt the silicone loop landing on his lips. As soon as Felix's muzzle let go of the dick, Marchie's paw reached out and grabbed the key before it fell. With his other paw, the coyote gave the wolf's headfur a few rubs, before pushing him back on the bed.
"Your second to last task is complete! Hope you had fun doing it, we do suspect you did." Marchie announced as Scott gave him the other key. "Now, your last task will be inside the box. We're gonna help you a bit with the keys, so come here!"
The group headed off the bed, around the sling cage, towards the where Felix had left the ornate box. Scott and Marchie lifted it up on the edge of the bed and pushed the keys inside the holes. Felix stared at the box intensely as the box began to open; what would complete his adventure?
As the lid slowly lifted itself up, Felix could see it was some kind of device. There was a see-through cylinder attached to a few tubes and a central unit, a power cord, and a remote with a few buttons and a control wheel that read "power".
"Know what that is?" asked Marcus.
"Nno, not really" Felix answered, although there was a possibility in his mind.
"That, my dear wolfie, is a high-quality milking machine. And your last task."
Felix found himself sprawled out on the bed, almost completely unable to move as Scott was attaching the last of his limbs to the restraints. Marcus was standing at his side, setting up the device. Felix's heart was pounding fast - he had never experienced this much bondage, let alone a machine tied to his dick. His jockstrap was straining painfully at the thought though, his privates practically begging to be touched but nothing he could do about it.
Soon, after Felix had been completely bound to the bed, Marchie leant over and did just that. He planted his paw straight on the wolf's crotch, eliciting a loud moan straight away.
"Ooh, someone's needy. Can't wait to hear the sounds you make once we let this bad boy do its magic on you." he teased while carefully opening the zipper on the wolf's jocks.
As soon as the zipper was open, the wolf's cock jumped out. Fully erect, tip covered in pre, almost ready to burst from a mere thought. Felix gasped and twitched in his restraints as Marchie grabbed it roughly and started to apply some lube to it from a small bottle. With each twist of Marchie's paw, the wolf squirmed as much as the restraints allowed. His dick was oversensitive already, how could he ever withstand the machine?
"Heh, that's a good boy. Now, hold still for a bit and I'll hook you up."
Without waiting for confirmation, the coyote grabbed the cylinder from the box, and with a single push, slid it over the wolf's cock. Felix moaned. The cylinder's inside was soft, and it stuck onto his member as it settled, like it was forming a vacuum around it. Ohh boy.
Marchie fiddled with the tubes and cords for a bit, then grabbed the remote. "Okay, so we turned the clock off for the setup, but now you have around about eight minutes to escape. The machine is hooked up to the controls of the bedroom door, and all it requires are two... deposits."
Two?
Marchie clearly enjoyed the wolf's shocked expression. "Yes, once you come twice, you get out! Very simple, very easy. You shouldn't have any trouble" he continued with a wink.
But... he had never come twice in a row. He was hard to even paw off for others, his dick got so sensitive so quickly from repeated attention, not to even mention after cumming. Dan had once tried to tease him by continuing after he had made the wolf come, but almost got a knee to the nose for that from an involuntary jerk of the wolf's leg. There was no way he could be made to come twice, no matter the device.
"Alright, no objections? That's what I thought, let's begin!" Marchie said happily, then pushed the big button on the center of the remote.
Wait, he had many objections! Before he could voice any of them, his mind was taken over by the sucking sensation that engulfed his cock. It was subtle at first and waned quickly, but came right back again a bit stronger. And again. And again. As the machine got up to speed, the interplay of the sucking and releasing sensations reached a steady pace, and it felt heavenly to Felix's aching dick. As he got used to the feeling, his gasps and twitches turned into moans as his body relaxed and began to enjoy the attention fully.
"To help you concentrate, we're gonna blindfold you again." he heard Scott say. "Oh, seven minutes left, by the way."
Felix felt the fabric being slipped back on his head and his vision went dark again. With the blindfold and the headphones, he felt he was completely insulated from outside stimuli, except for touch. The steady pulsing of the machine, the bedsheets moving with his squirms, the restraints pulling on his wrists and ankles securely.
Very quickly, the stimulation was driving the wolf close to the point of no return. The only thing slowing him down a bit was the fear of how the machine would feel after he had reached his peak. Regardless, his moans were getting louder, his squirming intensified with each suck, and he began to feel a familiar tingling at the base of his sheath.
Suddenly, he felt a paw touch him on his chest. Then another. One more on his thigh. One by one, they began to rub the wolf gently, sensually. Felix was starting to breathe in short bursts as the added touches drove him nearly over the edge. He felt his knot swell up inside the tube and seal it even tighter, and his balls were tensing up as they were preparing to release their aching load deep into the bowels of the device. Gasps, twitches, squirms, a loooud moan as his body cramped against the restraints.
Just as he thought he had begun cumming, he felt a final paw grab his balls.
That was the final straw - the wolf howled in pleasure as his whole body cramped against the restraints and he began shooting rope after rope into the pulsing cylinder. His orgasm felt like it lasted for a good twenty seconds, each filled with waves of intense pleasure as the machine gently coaxed the remainder of the wolf's load out.
But little by little, the pleasure was beginning to turn into a tickling feeling around the base of his knot. As his orgasm waned, the tickling feeling begun to quickly spread up his cock, until each movement of the device made the wolf spasm.
"Ah- ahhh!" Felix moaned with each pulse, the sensation getting overbearing, painful even.
"Goood boy, just one more to go! Four minutes left, pleeenty of time." Marchie's teasing voice echoed in his headphones.
Felix barely understood what the coyote had said, so intense was the feeling of overstimulation. He whined and whimpered between screamy moans, and his legs were trying to kick out, but the restraints stopped each jerk firmly. His back was lifted from the bed as he tried to squirm out of the torturous milking, but nothing gave any leeway. His sense of time began to slowly fade as the relentless machine felt like it was sucking his brains out through his dick. An added torture was the roaming paws on his body, sliding along his curves and randomly poking different spots to elicit bigger whines out of the wolf.
"Three minutes" he heard Scott's gentle voice say.
The feeling kept getting worse and worse, even breathing began to feel difficult as each pull of the machine expelled all air in his lungs.
"Two minutes." Marchie's voice.
Felix was now sure this had taken an hour and his friends were just pulling his tail. There was n-NO way he was coming twice, and this was just to torture him.
"One minute. Give in or prepare for the punishment." Marchie sounded evil now.
The wolf's moans were now a continuous flow of sound from his throat. Whines, whimpers, pleading. He didn't want to be punished; how could they even think of anything worse than this!
Just as he was beginning to lose all hope, he felt a familiar tingle rise up in the base of his cock again, mixing in with the torturous stimulation. W-was he going to...
*Hoooowl!*
Without any warning, all the pain turned straight into pleasure and he shot a thick jet of cum down the device's tubes. Much more intense than the one before, his second orgasm felt like nothing he had felt before. His fingers and toes curled around the sheets as it felt his dick was pulsing out more cum than even could fit inside him.
And as did the first peak, the second waned, and headed slowly but surely towards overstimulation. This time though, just as the wolf thought he'd be in for another unbearable round, the sensation began to slow. The machine chugged itself into a standstill, and Felix's body sank into the bed, completely spent. He let out a long sigh of relief, feeling warm and happy inside. All he wanted now was to be held by someone and rest.
His wish began to come slowly true as the restraints were detached from his cuffs, and the blindfold pulled off, this time with the headphones too. Scott laid down next to him and grabbed him into a soft cuddle, while Marchie sat down next to him and gently pet his belly while detaching the machine with his other paw. Felix sank into his friend's lap, feeling tiredness take over him.
"I knew you could do it" For the first time in what felt like hours, Felix heard Marchie's voice straight, without the help of a microphone. "The door's open, you've successfully escaped the dungeon. But I'm sensing you don't want to leave yet." he said warmly.
"Nuhh..." was all the wolf could muster to answer.
After a while of peaceful cuddling, Scott spoke up. "You better not leave yet, there's still two horny canines here who might require your help soon. After a short nap, of course." he added.
That sounded great... but Marchie's next statement made Felix' ears perk up.
"Oh, by the way, Dan's last request was that we film everything you do here, for 'personal, disciplinary and blackmailing purposes'. Sending it to him now."