Banana
Oh snap! What's this? Yote gets one up on his wolfy girlfriend? Has Hell frozen over?
Actually I was just bored and wanted to break the mold. I might continue this at a later time, I dunno
Daniel Yote made a funny face as his boot squished down in a good four inches of mud. I just bought these. He muttered to himself.
The mud wasn't the worst part though, a constant rain drizzled from the heavens above, soaking the Gore-Tex jacket he wore. The fact that the outside temperature in the forest was hovering just under 40 degrees didn't help either. Even with the jacket, Yote was cold, wet and his paws were almost numb- but he was having fun. He was on the hunt
Yote's quarry laid in wait on the side of a hill, overlooking a creek. Her form-fitting bodysuit was doing an excellent job at keeping the moisture out and her body heat in. That, and she had built a nice little nest for herself out of fallen pine branches. To the untrained eye, Natalya was just another pile of brush. She lay motionless, studying the landscape before her with trained and alert eyes, looking for any signs of movement that would betray the coyote's position.
Natalya had picked this spot because it afforded her a nice view of the clearing in the pine trees. She knew her hunter well, and she figured it would be the route Yote would most likely take in his attempt to find her. Her cheek rested on the composite stock of the Dragunov sniper rifle as she took another look through its scope. She had been waiting for hours, but she was patient. She could wait all day for the coyote to stumble into her trap. And then the predator would become the prey. It was only a matter of time.
The sound of footsteps behind her interrupted her reverie and her heart jumped into her throat. Shit!
Her sensitive nose caught the scent of a coyote, one she knew all too well.Natalya froze, even holding her breath. How the hell did he get behind me? She was perfectly still, silently hoping he would just take her for another pile of debris and mosey right into her sights.
She heard Yote pause behind her and sniff the air. There was a rustle of branches being moved and Natalya felt her little shelter being ripped from on top of her. She quickly rolled over onto her back; fists raised defensively, and found herself staring at the muzzle of Yote's G36.
"Hello, Natalya." The coyote said with a smug grin. "How about you stand up, put your paws behind your back and come with me like a good girl. I don't want to hurt you."
Natalya quickly assessed her situation and would be captor. With a smug smile of her own she whispered.
"You're not going to."
Natalya brought her boot up and kicked Yote directly behind his right knee. As she thought, it buckled under the impact, causing Yote to stumble and lose his balance. She repeated with his other leg, and Yote fell to his knees, cursing. As his arms reflexively flailed for balance, the coyote released his grip on his weapon, letting the sling take the weight. Natalya gripped the carrying handle on top of the rifle and yanked, using the sling to pull Yote to the ground. The coyote's arms flailed even more as he fell, and Natalya was able to slip the sling from around Yote's head and toss the rifle into the brush.
Yote's eyes widened in a mix of shock and horror as he was quickly rendered defenseless by the she-wolf. With a sadistic laugh, Natalya wrapped her legs around his midsection, driving her knees into his flanks. Yote let out a strained growl as Natalya deftly wrapped an arm around his neck and squeezed.
"Why don't YOU put your paws behind your back, Yote-boy? Now where do you keep those handcuffs?"
"Right here!"
Yote managed to elbow the wolfess in her ribs, making her release her grip on his neck. He did it again, and Natalya fell on her butt with an "oof". She quickly got to her feet, but Yote was ready for that and kneed her in the belly. Natalya staggered backwards as the air was forced from her lungs, and the coyote pounced. Yote forced the wolf to the ground on her stomach, and roughly grabbed one of Natalya's paws. He gripped her forearm and brought the ratcheted arm of a handcuff around her wrist and snapped it into place. Using the cuffs as a lever, he brought her arm behind her back and pulled it upwards, making Natalya wince slightly.
"Give me your other arm, bitch." He growled
Rather than resist further, she complied and allowed Yote to secure her paws behind her back. When he was finished, Yote produced a set of leg restraints from a pouch on his vest and secured her ankles as well. He then removed a chain from the pouch and fastened it to the chains on both restraints, forming a very loose hogtie. When he finished, Yote straddled his captive, and leaned down to whisper in her ear.
"Gotcha, girl." He nipped the wolf on the ear to emphasize his point. "Now let's stand up." It took a bit of effort to help the wolfess to her feet. She could stand and move about some, although the restraints seriously hampered that ability, but Natalya wasn't going anywhere Yote didn't want direct her to. With a growl, he gently bit her on the neck and ran his paws along the smooth material of Natalya's bodysuit, massaging her breasts with one paw and stroking his fingers along her nether regions with the other.
Natalya gently rolled her head back and nuzzled the coyote's cheek with a quiet moan of contentment as she was groped. She didn't seem to mind this at all.
"Oh, no!" She whimpered; a twinge of excitement in her voice. "I've been captured by the notorious Daniel Yote! For once. Whatever shall I do?" For added effect, she wriggled slightly against her bindings, in a not-so-sincere attempt at a struggle.
"Oh, I've got plans for you, slut." Yote growled as he unzipped the front of Natalya's suit and slid his paw under the material. "I'm gonna drag you back to your cabin up the hill, and I'm going to interrogate you. And you're going to tell me everything."
"Oh no!" Natalya cried out, staying completely in character despite her building excitement. "Please don't hurt me, Mr. Yote! I'll do anything you want!"
"Oh I know you will." The coyote replied with a sinister smile. "Now shut up before I gag that beautiful muzzle of yours."
"Wait... Handcuffs and leg irons are one thing, but you carry a gag around with you?"
"I do when I'm playing against YOU. Now move, bitch! I'm going to make you pay for what you did to me."
"Please!" Natalya pleaded, returning to the role of "helpless prisoner" "I'll tell you everything! Just don't hurt me!"
Yote said nothing in reply, only roughly grabbing the cuffed wolfess and pushing her toward the cabin.
"By the way." He added after about a minute of silence. "The safe word is "banana"