A Night of Entrapment
A Night of Entrapment by theonehowl ----This is a commission for siege off of FA. I fell in love with his character and I've been wanting to test my speed writing, so I took the opportunity to kill to birds with one stone.
- * * Tipping his Food Burger cap with a single clawed finger, Bobby took another pull from the withering cigarette that he based his smoke break on. He had a firm understanding that he didn't want to be at work. Then again, he didn't want to go back home where his parents and many of their old dialogs and discussions about him getting a better job and better life awaited. It was always easier for them to guide him without taking in any consideration of what he wanted or needed. They didn't know, and neither did he. Otherwise the course of action that would make his life complete would have been taken by now. It's wasn't as if he enjoyed prepping meals for insincere and narcissistic customers all day. The yellow furred canine sat contemplating as the last bit of cigarette scorched itself down to the filter. His thoughts reminisced the strange customer that hit on him while he was in the lobby on break. "That looks like a lonely seat," he remembered that stranger saying. Bobby recalled the careless shrug and his nonchalant attitude toward the wolf. "May I?" Again, Bobby would respond without care as to what the wolf did. He vaguely noticed that the wolf was overly clothed with only small bits of black fur with inner gray showing. "What's your name?" At that point, Bobby remembered, most significantly of all, the yellow eyes that looked into his own and caught his attention. "Bobby..." From there the conversation took a strange turn. The canine responded to the wolf more warmly. An interest formed with many more words being exchanged, and even at that point he sat there on his smoke break contemplating the wolf in a whole new light, in contradiction to the beginning of their introduction. It was strange, and Bobby couldn't figure why the sudden change. It happened with those eyes logically, but no sense of blame could set upon those eyes. That wasn't it at all... for some reason. He continued thinking and thinking. The cigarette had long burned out. "Bobby! Smoke break's over, get inside, now." His tubby hamster manager came crashing out to yell at him. Unaffected by all the surprise and commanding words, Bobby looked at him passively and did as he normally would any day at work. He finished out the day working, but always thinking about that conversation. "Well, I own a business, but I run it mostly out of my home. I have this sweet ass view at my apartment on 23rd St." he remembered the wolf saying. "You know I'm having a party tonight, you should come." Those eyes kind of just zeroed in on Bobby. He had a very stern impression that this wolf was interested in him, and the canine couldn't deny that there was something about him he liked. Though, if he tried to recall any features that stood out... none would come to mind. "I really would like to see you there." "I'll be there..." Bobby felt a little embarrassed out how weak his voice felt when he answered back. Something about that wolf really affected the canine. With a clearing of the throat he was able to assert his words, hoping that it will make a better impression. "When is it?" "I don't know yet, I have to make sure when a few friends are going to make it. I would have to call you and tell you." That grin and those eyes caught Bobby off guard again, and if he were to talk his words would be weak again. "You got a number?" "Uh, y-yeah..." He began to shovel out his phone from his pocket. The canine said out the numbers, and began to wonder why his phone was out. "My number is-" the wolf told him a few digits and Bobby pushed them into his phone almost mechanically. "I figured you might need mine just in case." The wolf was flashing white fangs with yellow sparkling eyes, and Bobby just nodded. "Thanks... I'll keep it safe." The canine felt short of breath as he already began second guessing his reply. He could have said something much cooler than that... something more clever... or something. His thoughts were ripping his confidence to shreds as the moment passed. The wolf began getting up. "What time you get off work, Bobby?" "Six... I gotta fill in for someone, but luckily I won't have to work the whole night shift." Bobby felt a little better with open honesty. Just being himself would help. "So you won't mind coming right after work?" The wolf said as he pushed in his chair, still gazing down at Bobby, who shook his head. "No, I'd love to." "I'll see you tonight then." The smirking wolf said as he turned and strode away. The canine could only watch as the stranger made his exit. And that was all he had on his mind until the manager yelled at him again. "Bobby, you gotta go, kid. It's five past six. You were supposed to clock out eight minutes ago. Where's your head at?" Unconcerned with his boss' loud interruption, Bobby's only concern was for the time he wasted when he should be going to the wolf's house. From there, the canine demonstrated an urgent exit, everyone else thinking he was just as tired with working as them. Bobby took out his cell phone and looked up the newly saved contact and pressed send. "Hello?" His heart skipped a beat as memories from the last encounter came to mind. "Uhm.. hey, it's me, Bobby... you said to come over right after-" "Hey, yeah... are you on your way?" "Yes... but I'm in my work clothes and I didn't get a chance to shower and-" "Don't even worry about it," the wolf said half laughing over the phone. "I'm a little over-stocked on clothes and you look about the same size as half my friends. I make them come over right after work, too. So it's no new thing people coming over to get freshened up before the festivities." "Oh.. well, okay... if it's alright, I guess." "I got you completely and absolutely covered. All you have to do is walk in." Bobby looked both ways at an intersection and felt a ping of doubt about his plans. "I think I have to call my parents and see when they want me home tonight... I mean... I'm lame. I live with them." "That's no big deal. You can figure something out when you get here. It's the perfect plan." It was. Bobby continued towards 23rd and asked for the rest of the directions. The wolf lived at a tall apartment building. Wealthy was the description to be used as Bobby looked at the luxurious complex. The elevator took him half way up the building to the 30th floor. He walked around the halls searching for room 312b. "This must be the place..." Bobby eyed the number 312 and the letter B underneath it. Pressing a button on the side, he waited a moment before the lock on the door turned and the wolf greeted him. "Hey, nice pl-" The canine stopped short of his sentence as he finally got a good look at the wolf for the first time. Last time, there were too many clothes and coverings that Bobby never saw the markings. Designs of spider webs, at corner angles, rested on his shoulders; parts of the design also appeared right above his the strap and further down right under the him of his crimson red boxers, which was all he was wearing. "I just got out of the shower. Come on in..." The wolf spoke and turned away to walk back into the room, revealing even more markings. The wolf's tail hung down and swung in a slow rhythm, but a red hour glass stopped short in front of the tail's base. And in the center of his upper back, a lined symbol of a spider sat dominantly, right under the back neck fur that also had webs weaving down with the fur's flow. "Uhm.. okay..." Bobby suddenly felt like he was overlooking many things in the situation. Still his legs carried him into the dark apartment. Things were mostly grays and blacks with highlighted sections of red. There would be a chrome lamp or silver appliance in the open-view kitchen to the right, but darks and grays were the main theme. All this made Bobby feel a pang of some kind of doubt. As the canine entered the room. His feet took him down stairs into a sunken sitting area that was across from an entertainment center cornered next to the window view that showed the city below. The canine took a seat on the gray couch, finding it quite comfortable. What am I doing here, he thought to himself. "So, everyone is going to be a while. Their work keeps them a little longer." The wolf sat on the back of the couch next to Bobby. That tail with the red hour glass that was level with Bobby's shoulder attracted the canine's eye. "Sounds good?" The question led him to look up at the wolf. Those eyes were still just as... yellow as ever. This time Bobby noticed fangs in the small smile of the wolf. "Is it weird that I'm parading in boxers?" Those yellow eyes looked at himself in judgment. "I thought you would be cool with it..." "No, no, it's fine...I just... I guess I'm nervous. It's stupid." That tail began wagging and brushing against Bobby. "Hey, you're shy, I get it. Not used to social creatures like me." Bobby looked up into those eyes set above a wide grin, making him feel better. "I'm not THAT shy... I'm just being dumb." The canine said with a smile, constantly staring into the endless yellow. He started to like the way that tail was lapping over his paws while he held them together in his lap. There was another movement beyond the eyes, but he was afraid he would get nervous again if he looked away. "So where are the clothes I was promised?" He took the initiative, pretending to be confidant and comfortable with being in a stranger's apartment. The wolf responded with a small laugh. "They're in my bedroom. Would you like to come pick them out yourself or do you trust me to pick?" "I trust you..." Bobby said while starring, barely noticing a scent wafting into the air. That tail began wagging up against Bobby's chest now, bumping his neck, and that other mysterious movement continued on and seemed to become more obvious. His nose took a whiff of the new air. "Did you bake something? I smell something sweet... makes me... uhm, hungry." Hungry wasn't the word, though. His head was kind of dizzy by the heady, sweet scent. That nose took too much of a liking to it to the smell and breathed it in till it was almost numb with the taste of the air. "No, take another guess," wolf playfully smiled. "Uhmm.." Bobby shook his head and blinked, then continued starring up into those eyes. "Uhh... damn... I know this... It's familiar.. I think... I'm having trouble thinking." Now it felt like clouds of that scent were lifting him. He just wanted to roll around like a lazy dog in a warm bed. "Makes me.... really... mrrr.. hungry, I think." "What do you mean? It's not food, technically." "Ah-ha! A clue... technically it's food." Bobby grew excited in his dopey state of mind. "It's probably... uhrrr..." The canine squinted in perplex thought, straining his head to discover the source of the smell. "Does it really make you hungry?" "Technically... hehehe.." Bobby giggled to himself as he felt his shaft pressing out of his sheath. "Makes me want to roll around on the couch... so dumb, mmmm...." "Sounds good, start rolling." The wolf's words were so simple and matter of fact that Bobby couldn't resist. "Uhh.. well, okay." Giggling to himself, he began rolling over the couch, feeling silly and rolling over that tail as he did so. "That was fun." He laughed at how stupid he acted, but how good it felt. "Keep going, you need to satisfy that rolling hunger." So true. So Bobby rolled back and forth, that tail brushing against him. The canine especially enjoyed that tail slapping him in the sides. After a good minute or two of doing lazy rolls on the couch, Bobby panted with his tongue out. The canine felt great. He didn't remember having so much fun. "Time to get you out of those clothes and ready for the party." "Wait! I haven't figured out the scent yet." For some reason, Bobby couldn't move his limbs and didn't really care at the moment. He merely watched the wolf as he stood up from the chair. "I'm going to show you when we get to my room." His tail then moved over Bobby's muzzle and twisted around in circles that Bobby tried to follow for a bit before giggling as the fur tickled his face. "Hrm?" Bobby's eyes opened in surprise when he felt his muzzle unable to open and let out the laugh. Then discovered something tying his muzzle shut. "Rhmm, hmmm!" The yellow furred canine twisted his lips and struggled to open his muzzle against the mysterious bindings. Then he tried to remove them with his paws only to discover in horror that his arms were also bound crossed against his chest. "Wrrhf-grnn-nnn?!" His yells were too muffled to be only a loud voice in the overly large room. Even his legs were tied up. "I will let you out of my webbing as soon we get to the bedroom." With that, the wolf walked away with his tail trailing a line of webbing that soon pulled tight. Bobby found himself being pulled over the couch and then falling to the floor. The fall was softened a little by his silky layer of bindings. Then the stairs began sliding towards him and then he was dragged up and over them towards the wolf and his twisting, weaving tail. Once Bobby was lying at the feet of the wolf, the door opened and then he was dragged inside before the door closed. The room was much darker. Barely any light from the curtained window showed through. Bobby felt himself lifted and flung up in the air. "Rrr!" he tried to yell in surprise. Before gravity took him to the floor, he hit something sticky and felt himself twisting up in thousands of silky strands. A silky sticky substance was now crisscrossing over his body. Then his limbs began to feel that tail again. Somehow, Bobby knew that the wolf was close to him. And he knew that he was in trouble. "Nothing to be afraid of," the wolf spoke in understanding tone. "I just have a strange way of going about to getting what I want." As he uttered the word "want" Bobby felt a paw pressing against his groin. Worst of all he was still painfully erect. Then claws began tearing his clothes off. The tail was constantly brushing over his feet paws. Then his legs began to be spread, all the time they couldn't move of their own accord. "I hope you like being tied up, because that's how I like you." Bobby was no where ready to admit how much he was enjoying the fact he couldn't move at all. Then his paws were freed only to fall prey to that tail and spread upwards, making him spread eagle in the silky strings. The canine finally came to a conclusion this wolf was not what he seemed... still, it should have been obvious with all those markings, all the warnings of something sinister about this wolf. This obviously was a web, too. "I'm just not the same as you. So, it makes me kind of... different in the way I do things. I can't help it... Especially with you..." There was a growl next to his ear. Bobby whimpered... unsure if it was in fear or in heat. That smell was hitting his nose again and that treacherous nose took it in like a drug addict. Even if his muzzle was free to breath, his nose would dominate the air flow for that smell. The sound of his nose was so desperate and audible that the wolf heard it. "Yeah, my body does that when I'm excited. It makes it a lot easier to wrap you up with my tail when you're distracted. You wanted to know what it was..." Bobby felt, but couldn't see in the very dim lighting, a hot shaft pressing up the top of his muzzle... poking between his eyes and wetting the bridge with pre. His nostrils struck the source of that smell and sent him into over drive; his hips began humping the air frantically. "I noticed you're also ready to go." Bobby felt that hot rod pressing rhythmically up against his head before he felt something better. "MMMrrr!" Bobby roared. His whole body was wracked in pleasure as it pulled silently at its restraints. A slithering tongue was massaging his tailhole and dipping deep with heavy amounts of saliva and something else very cool. A strange sensation spread through his rear hole. "Mmm..." His cock was tortured to stand in the air as that unbearably great odor and the ruthless tongue rocked his world. The canine could only wiggle in his bonds as his cock drooled onto the floor. Just as soon as he was in a universe of unimaginable heat and ecstasy, it was gone. He heard movement as he whimpered for more. There was no doubt what Bobby wanted. The injustice of it all was nothing. The unwilling abduction to this room... the seducing through cheap biological chemicals and magical eyes had no bearing on the canine's lust at that very moment. Then he felt a paw wrap around his shaft. All was forgiven. "MMMMrrrrr!" He tried to move his hips, but they were just as contained as the rest of his limbs. "I've got this..." he felt the whisper against his ear, and Bobby made a weak and feeble nod of acknowledgment. He was owned and it felt better than anything else. He could be abducted anytime just for this. His tail was held high and then a firm paw wrapped around the base to hold it, a very hot thing to feel as he was already dominated by so many bindings. A grunt from the wolf and the stuffing of a thick, hot shaft into Bobby's rear hole signified the party had now started. "Nnnnmmm!" The wolf's thrust were careful, but greedy for his own pleasure which had been the theme to this whole game from the start. His hard grinding was as captivating as the webs around Bobby's wrists, ankles, and hips. Every pore of the canine's body screamed to be taken harder. The answer to his silent pleas were small worlds of pleasure just behind the other as the wolf took him. Moments flowed by and each one was more eventful and pleasure-filled than the last. He could swear his cock dripped a puddle of pre on the ground. His dark fantasies hoped he would be forced to lick it up by the domineering wolf. "Oooh, I'm almost there, pup..." the wolf's voice sounded strained. The thrust were irregular and desperate in their impact. Bobby didn't need a vocal warning to know. "MMMmmmrrr!" He tried to vocalize his own orgasm as the wolf barely moved his paw along the canine's cock. "Mm.... Ahh!" His lips parted somewhat against the impossibly strong silk as his cock shot its load down on the floor below him. The wolf flooded Bobby's rear with heat, splattering his walls which was followed by heavy pounding thrusts from behind. The glowing moment passed for an eternity. Both were letting out exhausted panting and content sighs. The wolf's warm body was laying across Bobby's back, still firmly placed inside his comfortably used tailhole. The canine felt a long lick on his cheek. "My name is Wox, by the way." * * *
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