Captivity
Author's note: The story you are about to read is a work of fiction. Any names used herein do not reflect upon any actual person, place, or event, thus are purely coincidental. The scenes herein also contain violence and sexual activity between anthromorphic men. If such things offend you, do not read this any further. As for everyone else, please read at your leisure and enjoy. Thank you.
Captivity
Written by Alden Gilchist
Commission by Dresden McNamara
The dark, damp prison cell was barely lit. Suspended in the air from shackles from the ceiling and chained to the floor was a black and red wolf, his military uniform in tatters off in the corner as he hung there, staring at the floor at a small pool of blood under himself. Two guards stand watch outside holding onto AK-74Us speaking in a foreign tongue to each other softly.
The door at the end of the hallway leading up to the cell the wolf was in suddenly flies open as a muscular rottweiler in desert military gear barges down the corridor towards the cell, commanding the guards to open the cell door. The rusted metal gate makes a loud shrilling noise as it is flung open. The rottweiler charges up to the wolf and punches him right along side his muzzle.
"Are you ready to talk?" he snarls at the prisoner.
"Go to hell..." the wolf replies, spitting into his face, a small trace of blood mixed in with the saliva.
"Humph... You've stood up to our torture thus far... Shame that you're scheduled to execution. Do not worry," he said as he placed a paw at his neck, "A copy of it will be shipped directly to your home first for your family before we tell your government, Dresden McNamara."
Dresden looked up with an angry glare at the rottweiler, knowing he couldn't do anything while chained up as he was. But if he could, he would've torn his tormenter's head clean off for what he said. Still, he was sleep deprived, injured, starving, and thirsty. Even if they didn't execute him, he was unsure how much longer he'd last.
"But... My superior said I can do as I please to you before we kill you..."
The rottweiler suddenly gropes the wolf's sheath as he sneers at him. Dresden gasped in surprise, growing in anger at his tormenter as he tries to move his suspended body away from him. However, the chains holding him in place were made tight to prevent almost all movement on his part, leaving him completely helpless to what was happening to him. He suddenly froze in horror as he saw video cameras being set up around him in the room by the guards.
"And I shall take what I want from you... Your pride as a man and as a soldier..."
"I'll kill you... I swear to god, I'll see you dead..." the black and red wolf snarled.
"Heh... You'll be long gone before I am." Turning to the guards he barks out, "Start the cameras, and take off your clothes. You'll be joining me this time in fucking a prisoner‘s brains out!."
This time!? Dresden thought as the two guards cheer. This asshole has done this to more than one person!? Damn it... What does he do with those videos when he's done? Hopefully he just stashes them away, but he looks crazy enough to post them on the internet. Only ones that would love to see me this humiliated would be my friends, but... I can't act like I enjoy this... If my unit somehow manages to take these guys down or rescue me, I can't-
Dresden's thoughts came to a sudden halt as the now naked rottweiler suddenly grabbed his head kissed him right on his muzzle as he felt his tormenter's hard and drippy canid cock press against his sheath. Struggling in vain to get his head back and away from the rottweiler, the wolf suddenly felt one of the guards, a tiger, press up against his backside, his hard and barbed cock pressing between his cheeks, seeking his tail hole. Just to compound the situation for him, Dresden then felt the other guard, a panther, start licking his sheath with his rough tongue while groping his sack.
That's when it happened. The rottweiler started to tweak his nipples. Dresden had removed his nipple rings before joining the service to hide the fact that he was gay, but he was left overly sensitive by this. His friends whom he shared his bed with when he was back home knew this, and took advantage of it every time. Now he felt his will slowly starting to melt away from all the attention as his nipples were given such attention. The worst part was, the rottweiler noticed it.
"Looks like our soldier boy here likes this, don'tcha boy?"
"Fu... fuck off..." he replied, panting.
"What's that?" the rottweiler said mockingly, "You want us to fuck you? But of course we will!"
The tiger then finds his tail hole, and shoves his lube less barbed cock into him, making the wolf cry out in a mixture of both pain and pleasure. At the same time, his nipples were being tweaked roughly while the guard bellow him took his plummeting sheath into his muzzle, licking the tip of the wolf's cock as he started to get hard. The tiger thrusted full force into him with each thrust, making the wolf cry out again and again until he began to moan. Dresden knew at that point, it was over for him with any hope he may have had in disguising his sexuality from the cameras.
It was then that the wolf realized that he wasn't getting a muzzle to muzzle kiss anymore when the rottweiler shoved something into his muzzle and clamped it shut. Instantly, Dresden knew it was some kind of pill, but he couldn't resist being forced to swallow as his tail was being pounded from behind by the guard. Whatever it was, it certainly had a kick to it, and seemed like it started to work right away. His mind seemed to go blank except for one thought: desire. More specifically, pleasure. The wolf's body began to feel numb, his eyes having a dazed and far away look in them.
Seeing that the prisoner was now subdued, the rottweiler snaps his fingers at the panther. Instinctively, he stops muzzling the wolf's now erect cock and gets up, removing the chains from Dresden, allowing the tiger to grab him and lower him to the floor and onto his paws and knees, his barbed member still buried deep into his rear. All the wolf did as he was placed onto the floor was pant and wag his tail excitedly as he looked up as the tormenter with a lustful look. The rottweiler grinned down at him as the panther got down on his knees before the wolf, shoving his barbed cock into his muzzle.
Dresden still had a tiny amount of his free thinking let in him from the drug, and marveled how quickly the panther started cumming into his muzzle. He wondered if that was because he hadn't been getting any sex lately, or if he had problems controlling how quickly he came. But shortly afterwards, the tiger roared in pleasure, flooding his rear with white sticky ropes of his tiger seed. The two guards then backed off from the prisoner and back towards the door, leaving the wolf where he was on the floor, panting and waging his tail happily, his hard canid cock dripping pre onto the floor bellow.
The rottweiler, who had been standing off to the side stroking his cock, his knot already swollen and rock hard, started to approach Dresden. The black and red wolf looked up at his throbbing member and barked happily at the sight, wanting it, needing it in him badly. At first, he was thinking that he was going to get tied to his tormenter when the rottweiler started to move slowly around him. However, he had other plans. The rottweiler placed his foot paw on his side, and pushed him over onto his back.
"Be a good boy, and stay," he said, chuckling under his breath.
Dresden obediently complied, laying on his back, paws raised and tail wagging as he looked back up at him. The tormenter slowly moved over the wolf and sat down on top of his muzzle. Instantly, the wolf's eyes grew wide as his tongue came in contact with the dog's tail hole. Immediately, his cock began to spurt pre all over his crotch and chest. Rimming another guy is his greatest kink of all, so much so that he found himself capable of orgasm without anyone or anything touching him while rimming someone. Instinctively, he began to moan out in pleasure as he started pushing his tongue though the rottweiler's tight tail hole, eliciting a moan from him.
"Good boy... That's a good doggie," he said mockingly as he stroked his cock over him chest. "You keep that up, and I'll have to... delay your execution so I can keep you for myself..."
The tiny fraction of the wolf's mind that remained felt somewhat relieved. However, he didn't really care about it so much as he was about rimming the dog's ass as much as he possibly can. It had been months, nearly a year, since he was last with another male in any kind of sexual encounter. With or without being drugged, he wanted this. He needed this. His cock shooting pre all over the place demanded this. And he was more than happy to obligate his desire for pleasure with another male.
Dresden gripped the rottweiler's hips and pulled him downwards a bit to try and push more of his tongue into his rear. This delightful surprise made the tormenter moan aloud, pumping his cock faster while gripping his knot. This was much better than he expected from a prisoner. So much so that he released his knot to reach out and rub a finger through the black and red wolf's dick slit to entice the glands.
That was more than Dresden could take. Gasping sharply under the rottweiler's butt, cum began spraying from his hard cock all over the dog's paw and onto himself. The dog above him was surprised by this, but cackled maniacally, enjoying the shower. His cock began to throb from his constant pawing and getting rimmed by his prisoner under him. He was getting close. He could feel it.
Suddenly, the wall of the hallway exploded open, sending stone and cement flying in all directions. The two guards were killed from the flying debris, and the tormenter was knocked backwards, hitting his head hard on the hard, wet floor. Five soldiers jumped in through the hole in the wall, aiming down the hallways to be sure that everything was clear before opening cell doors to release POWs. One of them noticed Dresden underneath the rottweiler who was still alive.
"Over here!" the soldier who found them called out.
The others came into the room and saw the scene. One of them, a german sheppard First Sergeant, approached the two laying on the floor. His lips curled in disgust at the sight.
"H-how...?" the rottweiler weakly spoke aloud, blood coming from the back of his head, "How did you-"
A pistol fired from the sergeant's paw, the bullet going in between his eyes, killing him instantly.
"Nelson, Bradley, check the other one and see if he's alive. If so, get him back to HQ for medical treatment. Perkins, Jackson, you're on me. We're clearing this place out. Let's move people."
"Sir, yes, sir!" came from all four soldiers under him as they began to separate.
Bradley, a fox and a medic, had Nelson, a husky, roll the corpse off of Dresden. To their relief, they found that he was alive and started to administer first aid.
"McNamara, you're going to be ok. We'll get you to-"
The black and read wolf leaned upwards to lick at his face and tried to kiss him when the two soldiers pushed him back down.
"What the hell!?" Nelson marveled. "What the fuck is wrong with him?"
Bradley took out a small flashlight and turned it on. Holding over Dresden's head, and holding his head still, he shined it into his eyes.
"His eyes are dilated. He's been drugged. Poor bastard probably doesn't even know what's going on right now, and from the looks of it, I'd say it was some kind of rape drug."
"What do you suggest we do?" Nelson asked, "We can't have him acting like this on the way back. He could hurt himself or someone else without knowing it."
"Hold him still. I got some tranquilizer," the fox replied as he reached for his med kit.
The husky held the wolf down as the fox opened up his kit, pulling out a small vial and a needle. After drawing out some of the liquid that the vial contained, he held down Dresden's arm and gave him a shot. Naturally, the black and red wolf did not like the feeling of the needle in his arm, but was unable to move very much. Moments later, he began to lose consciousness. Afterwards, the fox throws the used items off to the side and stands up, picking up his radio transceiver, and tunes it to a secure channel.
"Echo Base, this is Recon Charlie. Do you copy? Over."
"This is Echo Base, we read you loud and clear, Recon Charlie."
"Mission still under way, and we have rescued the POWs, some requiring medical attention. Requesting evac for the wounded. Over."
"Roger that. Stand by." A couple minutes later the radio cuts back on. "Recon Charlie, this is Echo Base. We have choppers inbound to pick up all the POWs. ETA is 10 minutes."
"Copy that. Over and out." Putting the radio away, Bradley looked over at Nelson who was rummaging through some of the debris. "What are you doing?"
"Heh," the husky replied as he showed him the video cameras, "Kinky bastard was filming this. Just going to hold onto these to show him when we get back."
"What the fuck, Nelson? You just like giving others hell for no reason."
"Damn straight, Bradley," he relied as he put the cameras away. "But more importantly, let's round everyone out before the evac arrives."