The Bondage Bin
the story starts in a dimly lit bondage shop, that carries extremely quality goods, while being in a small town, where most peope don't think of lawbreaking, and the people are more or less left to their own devices to take care of things as they please
in this particular shop, which is run by a large and well built wolf, who makes most of the leather gear by hand, a young male mouse browses through the quality leather goods, his clothing iss all name brand, the expensive ones, stuff that doesn't come from the sale bins at wal-mart, he's dressed in the imported and expensive, yet somehow the same as the stuff that other people get from wal-mart for half the price, and one less logo
he waits untill the wolf isn't watching, before slipping one of the harnesses off the rack, and under his hoodie, he glances around nervously, and starts to head for the door, picking up a really cheap steel cockring, and taking it to the register, paying for it in cash, the wolf seems to smirk a bit, as if he knows something, but the mouse doesn't notice, taking the ring, and the recipt, and heading towards the door
okay, where were we, ah yes, the young mouseboi turned, walking towards the door, when all of a sudden, he felt a strong hand grip his shoulder, and heard the wolf say, in a strong rural voice "you know boy, if you're gonna steal from me, you might want to take the time to see that you don't have straps hanging out"
with a soft eep, the mouseboy twists free, turning, and running towards the door, as he flees though, the harness slips from his hoodie, and tangles his feet, his head hitting the door with a dull clunk, as he collapses unconcious, the wolf casually walking over, and grabbing the back of the hoodie, lifting the mouse up, and walking towards the back of the show, to the stairs that lead up to the apartment above the store
he pulls the mouse into the bedroom, slowly pulling the hoodie off of him, exposing the mouseboi's slim chest, with soft silky white fur, and a pair of tiny pink nipples poking up through the fur
-with a smirk, the wolf leans down, blowing a hot breath across the mouse's chest, reaching down, and unbuttoning the boi's shorts, pulling them off, and tossing them to the floor, his grin widening as he notices the mouse's tight pink thong, giveing the small package a soft grope, before slipping it off, and putting it over the mouse's nose, then going to work, slipping the leather harness over the mouse's body, tightening the straps untill it fits snugly
soon the mouseboi is clad in the leather harness, followed by a set of leather bands around his calves and upper arms, then the cuffs on his wrists and ankles, the entire outfit has a number of D rings on it, which the wolf puts to good effect, slowly tying the bands together, untill the mouse's wrists and ankles are bound together, holding him in a kneeling position, arms behind his back, chest forward and legs tied to a spreader bar, keeping his body open and submissive
the wolf smirks, and sits down on the bed, with the mouse's face at hip level, as he starts to rub a paw up and down on his sheath, his shaft hardening, the tip soon peeking out, getting firmer, and firmer, as more of his cock becomes visible
the mouse stirrs, but doesn't wake up untill the wolf has himself throbbing hard, and dripping pre, as soon as the mouse's eyes open, and he realizes where he is, the wolf howls in climax, unloading a thick stream of potent wolfseed straight across his nose and into his mouth, then down across the mouse's chest, the mouseboy gaggs, not expecting the potent taste
he smirks, as the mouse wimpers, struggling hard, his hand decending, to rub across the mouse's headfur "you're a pretty little preyboy, and, untill I figure you've paid for that harness, you're my preyboy", the mouse goes to speak, but is inturupted by a ring gag being pushed into his mouth, holding his jaws open, his ears lay back, and he wimpers, but the wolf only laughs softly "don't worry, by the time i'm done with you, you'll be begging me to let you stay"
the wolf lifts the mouse easily by the back of the harness, unlatching the lanyards holding ankle's and wrists together, the mouse struggles with the new freedom of limb, but is easily overpowered by the wolf's advantage in size and muscle tone, soon bound with his rump in the air, tail tied to the ring on the back of the harness, exposing a bubble butt and a tight pink star of flesh in between the soft white furred cheeks
the wolf makes that noise people make when gathering spit, and then spits onto the mouse's tailhole, the cool spit shocking the mouse into a flurry of struggling, but the harness is extremely well made, the leather re-enforced with tight stitching, and well beyond the ability of the mouse to even stretch, the wolf's hand moves up the mouse's thigh, coming to cup the boi's balls, gently squeezing them "boi, if you stop your thrashing, i'll make sure you enjoy this like nothing you've ever felt before... if you don't, then I won't use any more lube than that spit that's there now
the mouse instantly stops struggling, as the wolf smirks, pulling out a large liter size squeeze bottle of lube, leaning down and giving the mouse a teasing lick across his tight pink pucker, before pushing the bottle's tip past the tight ring of muscle, he gives it a tiny squeeze "does that seem like enough to you mousie?"
the mouse squirms, and shakes his head, as the wolf laughs, his hand readying on the bottle "neither did I" and with a strong squeeze, half of the bottle of blueberry lube is pushed deep into the mouse's rump, filling it to the brim with cool lube
"I took the pleasure of checking you out, spotlessly clean both inside and out, you must have wanted this boi
the mouseboy blushes red, squirming a bit as the cool lube filling his rump dribbles down his rumpcheek, the wolf's thumb replacing the bottle, slowly pressing into his tiny ass
the mouse gasps loudly, as the wolf's large digit invades his rump, soon pressing all the way to the hilt in the tiny mouse's rump, the thick finger twisting, searching for the mouse's prostate, and giving it a soft rub
the mouse gasps softly, his eyes going wide and his sheath pulsing, before the wolf starts to gently pump his thumb in and out "you've got quite a prostate there mouse... you're a true pleasure slut preyboy"
the wolf smirked, and with a slurping noise, removed his thumb from the quivering mouseboi, soon replacing it with a finger, then another, as he started to go to work loosening the mouse's rump, drawing a sharp gasp from the rodent beneath him
with a soft groan, the mouseboi's rump is stretched even wider, as a third finger slips into his previously virgin rump, he squeeks in slight pain as the wolf stretches his three fingers, making his pink ring red, before he presses them against the mouse's prostate, a quick rub sending the mouse into a quick struggled movement, one of intense pleasure, soon, the mouse's cock is rock hard, and as much as he hates to admit it, it's all from the feeling of the wolf's fingers in his rump
the wolf grinns, and with a quick rub of the mouse's cock, he announces "alright, enough play, now, it's time for you to feel a real man preyboi" and with that, his fingers slip from the mouse's clenching rump, only to be replaced by the tip of the wolf's ebon shaft, dripping thick pre, as it presses against the mouse's pucker
the wolf smirks, as the mouse's face contorts in horror, as his cock slips into the mouse's raised rump with a soft slurp, a splurt of lube dribbling down the mouse's sac to drip onto the bed, the mouse's eyes open wide, as he squeeks out at the pain of his first being taken, his body clenching around the thick shaft
the wolf's shaft soon fills the mouseboi to the brim, as the wolf pants softly, hilting in the mouse's tight rump, the mouse wimpers, and squirms, untill the feeling of the wolf's jaw around his kneck bring him into startled stillness, soon, the only movement being that of the wolf's shaft slickly pumping in and out of his tight tailhole, a soft squelching accompanieing each thrust into the quivering rump
The wolf smirks, and with a soft pop, starts to force his growing knot in and out of the mouse's tight rump, thouroughly devirginizhing the once tight hole, the mouse wimpers, but the building pleasure of the knot striking his prostate blows the pain away, leaving him spinning in a sea of pleasure, his entire being focused on the feeling of that shaft in his rump
almost before the mouse knows it, he feels himself cumming, his cock splattering the sheets with a load of mouseseed, eyes going wide, as his rump clenches tight around the wolfcock in his ass, he squeeeks loudly, hips twisting, as the wolf smirks, and keeps thrusting, once, twice, then a final slam of the hips, forcing the apple size knot deep into the quivering mouse, followed by a torrent of hot pent up wolfseed
the wolf smiles, and rolls on his side, pulling his prize with him, with a final check on the bindings to make sure they won't hurt the mouse, he yawns, and wonders to himself, just how long he could leave the store closed...