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Nathan woke up groaning groggily. The world slowly coming into focus in front of him.

A red blur with a purple blotch on top dominated his vision. Rising to consciousness he finally recognized that blur as his loved fox Mat.

"Hmmmm..." he blurted out, still too asleep for coherent words.

Unable to speak, he decided to act and pushed his muzzle up to meet his foxy's in a morning kiss.

Mat smiled and closed his lips around his lover's, their tongues dancing together in passion.

As their tongues met, Nathan senses woke up fully. He noticed his arms and legs were in a strange position: taunt and spread like an X on the bed.

He tried to get up and hug his mate but something stopped him.

Now fully awake he felt the tight but soft leather cuffs around his wrists and ankles. He interrupted the kiss and looked around.

He was tied spread eagle onto the bed, his back to the mattress, Mat resting right on top of him.

"W-what's happening sweetie?..." he said in surprise but still trusting his fox, "Why am I tied up?"

Mat put a finger on Nathan's lips and smiled, "Just relax my sweet wolfy wolf," he said in a loving voice.

His hands moved and began to rub his lover's chest. His fingers digging into the soft fur and massaging the muscles beneath.

"This morning you get to relax," he said, "and I get to pleasure you..." As he spoke, his hands went lower, towards the wolf's stomach. His muzzle went down and kissed Nathan quivering lips again.

Already moaning softly from the gentle treatment, the wolf tried to hump his crotch to his lover's. However, when he made contact he noticed they were still wearing their underwear.

"Sweetie, shouldn't we get our pants off?" he said in a lusty voice, "I thought you talked about pleasure..."

Mat's hands stopped and he grinned mischievously, as only a fox is able to.

"I did, but I never said what kind of pleasure you would get," he said chuckling evilly.

Nathan's eyes widened and he wiggled nervously. He stared at the fox in anticipation, knowing what he was capable of.

Suddenly he felt something soft and furry brushing his leg, going lower and lower. He wiggled to try to see what it was and that's when he got really squirmy.

Mat's tail was going for his feet. He was going to be tickled!

Feeling his impending doom, he tried to plead to his foxy captor, "Please Mat, I just woke up. C-can't it wait till later?..."

He felt hope rising for a moment as the tail stopped and Mat smiled. "I could wait," he said, his hands moving suspiciously close to the wolf's armpits, "But then, where would the fun be if you had control?"

The fox grinned and closed his thighs around the wolf's hips. Then it began.

Mat's bushy, foxy tail started to brush all over the helplessly exposed lupine feet. His hands attacked his armpits, claws filed but still pointy enough to be merciless tickling machines.

Nathan struggled desperately in his binds but they held fast and the fox was pinning him down. He tried to undo the cuffs but his fingers found the buckles padlocked shut.

Unable to get free he tried again to stop his lover, "AHAHAHAHAHAHAH! PLEHIHIHIHIHIIHIHAHAHAH!! STOHOHOHOHOHOHP!!!" he screamed, the bouts of laughter wracking his body.

Mat kept tickling the helpless wolf for a while but the poor wolf kept pleading and eventually he stopped, "Your useless screams are irritating me love," he said before stepping off of Nathan and walking towards their 'naughty drawer'. He rummaged through it for a bit and took something. He hid the things behind his back as he slowly walked towards his still helpless partner, grinning evilly.

Seeing Mat walk back towards him he started struggling again, hopelessly trying to get away. "P-Please Mat..." he said in a cute, low voice that made the fox smile as he climbed on top of Nathan again.

"Please what dear? I just want to see you laugh," he answered chuckling as he showed the items he took to his captive lover.

In his right hand was a muzzle, lots of straps ready to bind it to the wolf's face tightly. In his left a blindfold waited to snuff out Nathan's sight.

"Not the muzzle, please! I won't scream I promise!" the wolf tried one last time to ask for mercy but the fox had none.

First, he tied the blindfold around his eyes, buckling it tightly behind the wolf's pinned down ears.

With Nathan's sight taken care of, he proceeded to muzzle him and to nothing served his wiggling around. The fox managed to put the leather object on his snout, tightening the straps tightly around the wiggling head.

"MPPPPPHHHHH! PLEEETHHHHHH!!" the now blind and muffled wolf was wiggling around more than ever, now unable to even see where he would be tickled.

The fox's tail went back towards his feet and his fingers slightly brushed the fur on the wolf's sides.

He tightened his hands into fists and whimpered pleadingly, breath quickening. Anticipation was killing him as he tried desperately but uselessly to dislodge the blindfold and get the fox off him.

He didn't even try to start slow, or to let the wolf relax. His fingers dug into Nathan's soft fur and his tail brushed the cute pads on his feet.

"MMMMMMMMMPPPPPHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!", he screamed and struggled. Muscles tensing, back arching, tears staining the blindfold.

His maw tried desperately to overcome the muzzle, but it was useless and he couldn't even plead his lover for mercy.

He started to convulse, the laughing too strong to let him relax.

The evil fox straddling him chuckled as he kept up the helpless wolf tickle ordeal. "See, you're laughing now. I told you I'd give you pleasure..." he said, the wolf struggling even harder at those mocking words. He tried to growl but as soon as Mat heard it he intensified the tickling, stopping the wolf.

Helplessness assaulted him.

He felt his complete hopelessness. He couldn't move, couldn't see, couldn't talk... Mat had him completely at his mercy...

And he loved it.

. . . . . .

...3 hours later...

. . . . . .

Nathan was whimpering softly under his gag.

Mat had finally stopped the tickling and was now lying close to the wolf he loved. His hands caressed his chest gently as his head rested on Nathan's shoulder, licking his neck softly.

"Did you like it sweetie?" the tired wolf was too tired to even moan and resorted to a meaningless whine. He was just happy the torture had stopped and was now enjoying the fox's tender aftercare. Nothing mattered to him but the warm body at his side.

"I think I'll let you out later. Wouldn't want you to jump on me and give me the same treatment," he said chuckling and the wolf could only moan and nuzzle the fox's cheek with his tied muzzle. "I'll keep that on too I think."

"Just relax now... I'll take care of you..." at those words the wolf just nodded and relaxed.

As he slowly dozed off, tired from his tickly ordeal, he hoped the fox would let him out soon. However, deep down, he actually liked the idea of being helpless to his lover, his foxy fox, and he wouldn't have protested against some more pleasure from him.

If only he wasn't wearing his underwear...