Taken
"Ow!" I moaned into the gloomy darkness. My head hurt like a bitch. The last thing I knew was that I was walking home from the bar, the glow of the street lights reflecting dully off my green scales. Then, from out of nowhere, something had come from around the corner, and then nothing; just blackness before I passed out. I cautiously opened my eyes. Thankfully there were no bright lights or I would have been blinded for sure. I tried to move my arms to rub my head, but found I couldn't.
I looked up and found my wrists were locked in thick irons and chains above my head. My gaze followed the chains up to an odd looking device attached to the ceiling. There were chains and pulleys hanging from a track... and I was attached to it all! I looked down to find my ankles were strapped in, as well as the tip of my slender tail. The chains from my ankles trailed up to meet the conglomeration of ropes and chains.
I guess I was happy that whoever took me left my clothes on. There was a definite draft in the dank room. I was chilled fully clothed; I could hardly imagine how cold I would have been without them on. I decided to use this chance to take in my surroundings. I had to figure out where I was, and if there were any possible ways out. The room was dark, but not completely so. There were no lights hanging down, but on each of the walls, minus the one my back was against, there were old fashioned looking lamps emitting a soft, blue glow. It wasn't exactly bright, but it was enough to see by.
The room looked almost like a dungeon, but I knew that was a ridiculous thought. I was probably in a basement or underground shelter of some sort. There were two tables sitting side by side in the middle of the smallish room. They were both empty, but underneath them were two trunks. I had no idea what was in them, but I didn't want to find out.
I didn't have too much more time to look around before I heard the creak of a door opening and the click of its closing. At the far end of the room, in between two of the blue lamps, a black door slowly opened, and an equally black, muscled wolf stood in the doorframe. "Ah! It looks like you're finally awake. Then we can begin," he said, shutting the door behind him and walking over towards me.
"Oi! Fucker! Lemme outa here!" I screamed over at him. I thrashed about a bit in my chains to no avail.
"Now, now, now; that's no way to speak to your new master," he retorted, a small smile creeping across his face. If I wasn't scared before, I definitely was now, but I wasn't about to show him. I continued to struggle in my bonds, hissing at the black wolf, but it didn't seem to faze him. I'm not really surprised. I'm not all that intimidating to begin with, much less when I'm helplessly bound and chained.
He knelt down and opened one of the trunks under the tables and pulled out a pair of scissors and turned towards me. I snarled and hissed the best I could, but he ignored it all, even some of the colorful insults I threw his way. He just silently walked up to me and grabbed my snout in a powerful paw, quickly silencing me.
He turned my head side to side, up and down, like he was sizing me up for something. He released my maw and reached up to grab one of the low hanging chains. The next thing I knew I was sliding away from the wall. I lost whatever comfort and security I had when my back was to the wall. Now I was vulnerable at all angles.
"What're you gonna do with those?" I asked. My voice quivered as he held up the scissors.
He reached down and grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt and began cutting it in half! "Well we can't keep these on. They'll only get dirty, and in the way," he replied, giving a small little chuckle, like it was something I was supposed to have already known.
"No! Stop!" I yelled as the scissors came up towards my face, but he expertly snipped the collar of my t-shirt in two, then moved to each of the arms so he could just peel it off as one whole piece. Once my shirt had been sheared in two and removed, the wolf took a step back and looked me over once again. This time he walked all the way around me. I didn't like not having him in my sight at all times.
"Hmmm," and, "Mmhmm," he would occasionally hum out as he looked me over. I felt very self conscious and embarrassed as he studied me. I have a very slim body and little muscle.
He turned back towards the open chest and pulled out a knife. "Uh... wha' the fuck you doin' with that!?" I asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
"Like I said before pet, we must get you out of those clothes," he calmly replied.
"I ain't nobody's pet you wanker!" I yelled at him. I kicked upwards and caught the unsuspecting wolf right in his chin. He recovered quickly though, and he was unhappy. He reached up and yanked one of the dangling chains, and my feet were suddenly jerked up behind me, leaving me hanging horizontally with my hands and feet above me.
He got right down in front of my face and grabbed my snout in his paw again. "Oh you're going to pay for that whelp!" he snarled in my face before releasing my muzzle and giving it a hard slap.
"Ow!" I yelped in shock and pain. "What the fuck is your problem!?" It was then that I realized what my "punishment" was going to be. I lifted my head from its hanging position to see that the wolf had unbuttoned and dropped his pants around his feet.
He grabbed the back of my head and shoved my snout right into his furry sheath. "Now you're gonna suck it. Might as well get your training underway now rather than later," he said, rubbing my nose into his pitch black fuzz.
"But I'm not gay!" I screamed into his crotch. I tightly shut my mouth. There was no way in Hell I was going to suck his cock. I could tell that just by the pressure of my nose against his loins that he was already getting hard. I could smell his musk already, but not for long. The wolf took his other hand and covered my nostril slits, cutting off my air.
I hadn't taken in a breath yet, so it was only a second before I had to open my mouth for air. That's all it took for him to shove his hardening cock into my open maw. "'Atta good lizard. You're gonna take it all now, and if I feel any teeth, your punishment will be much, much worse," he leaned down and whispered by my head. The taste was awful! And feeling that wad of meat harden further in my mouth made me gag. I tried to open my mouth to spit it out, but he wrapped his free paw around my snout and kept it shut firmly around his member as it grew to full length.
"Ghk! Gack!" was all I could get out around his length and in between gags. He ignored my whimpering and choking sounds as he started pivoting his hips, shoving his member deeper into my throat. I have a very sensitive gag reflex, and almost immediately I gagged and a little bit of bile came up and filled the small space left in my mouth.
"Oh you'll get used to it. Trust me my pet," he reassured me. It wasn't something I wanted to be reassured about. I tried my best to swallow it down and got it without further incident. I could feel his cock twitch and throb inside my mouth as I tried to swallow down my bile. It was all so disgusting! I couldn't believe he was making me do this. This just wasn't right in any sense of the word.
It wasn't long before the big wolf started gyrating his hips, shoving his member in and out of my mouth; all the while keeping a firm grip around my snout, keeping pressure on it. I just closed my eyes and prayed it would end soon. I thought about anything else; the sun, how trees grow, old ladies, anything to keep my mind off of the torture I was currently being put through. But the bump of the wolf's growing knot on the end of my muzzle was a constant reminder of my situation.
He picked up his pace, and I could feel his pre cum sliding down my throat, and the taste was so terrible. I didn't think I could take much more, and the wolf seemed to sense that. He slid his cock out of my mouth, and released his grip my muzzle. He began to paw himself off in front of me before I heard a low growl and grunt before he came all over my face. His sticky seed splashed all over my muzzle, and a glob landed right over my right eye, forcing me to shut it tight.
I coughed and sputtered as he finished up, licking his own cum off his hand. "F-fucker," I stuttered in between coughs. He remained silent as he bent down and wiped his cum off of my eye with an index finger. He stuck his coated finger into my gasping maw, and I instinctively closed around it! I didn't know what was going on, and I didn't like it, but I sucked his finger clean!
It tasted awful, but it only lasted a moment. He withdrew his finger and patted me on my head saying, "Good boy. You're going to learn fast."
I tried to bite his hand, but found I just didn't have the energy. I knew I was trapped, and pissing him off wasn't going to help any.
The wolf reached up and released some lock on one of the chains, and my legs slowly lowered beneath me once again. But they didn't stay there for very long as they continued in a circular motion in front of me, leaving me hanging with my arms and feet above me again, but with my belly up this time. The knife reappeared in his hands, and he proceeded to cut my jeans off, leaving me in just my underwear. Those didn't last long either though. Now I was dangling, partially spread-eagle, and fully nude before this wolf. He reached up to the tangle of chains and pulled down two that had black cloth loops on their ends. He wrapped each one underneath my knees. At least I had proper support now.
I closed my eyes and awaited what I was sure was going to happen. But it never came. I lifted my head and looked between my legs to find the black wolf back at one of the trunks under the tables, digging for something. He apparently found whatever it was he was looking for, because he turned back around and came back towards me.
I saw what was in his hands. I had been on the internet and seen videos. He had a ball gag in one hand, and an egg vibrator in the other. Oh God! What was he going to do now?!
"Its time for a little endurance training my pet. The first of many, I assure you," he smiled wickedly as he moved in between my legs. He reached out and quickly stuffed my muzzle with the gag, pressing it all the way back as far as it would go and strapping it around my head. The wolf took a step back and lifted the vibrator, displaying it before me before popping it in his mouth for a quick second to lube it up with a little saliva.
I braced myself as best I could. I clenched every muscle I knew I had in hopes that the wolf would not succeed, but to no avail. I felt that cool egg press against my virgin hole and slowly slip inside me. "Hmmpff!" I struggled against my bonds. It felt so weird, so out of place. It got much, much worse when he turned it on. "Mmmnnnnmm!" I moaned around the gag as the vibrations surged inside me.
The wolf just chuckled as he strapped the controller to my thigh and stood back to watch my torment. He must have set it on random because I could feel it change speeds and power almost instantly. I could feel something else too. I opened my eyes and looked down in horror. I was actually getting hard! My cock was slipping out of my slit! There was no way I was enjoying this. I wasn't about to let this wolf have his satisfaction. I tried to think of anything to get my mind off of it. I thought about baseball, working on my car, old ladies, pretty much anything to get my mind off of what was happening to me. But my own body and brain betrayed me. I starting thinking about that sexy vixen I had met at the bar last night, and the way she walked. I pictured her hips swaying back and forth; the gentle flicks of her tail... wait! No!
It was already too late. I was fully erect now, and there was nothing I could do about it. The constantly changing vibrations against my prostate made sure I wasn't going down anytime soon.
The wolf had other plans for my cock though. Plans I was not all too thrilled about. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a little metal ring and a small remote, like the one for the vibrator stuck in my ass. He twiddled the little ring about his fingers for a while before slipping down over my cock all the way to the base. He pressed a button on the remote and I head a small digital "beep" emit from the ring that was tightly encircling my member.
"Have a productive night pet. I'll come back and check up on you in the morning," the wolf said as he turned and left the room. I could hear a click of the lock over the gentle hum of the vibrator. At that sound, I tried again to escape, but my attempts were cut short as the vibrator kicked into high gear for a few moments. I hung limply in my bonds and prayed that it would all just end.
Things got from bad to worse. I could feel an orgasm coming on. As much as I didn't like what was going on, I couldn't deny that it felt kind of good. My toes curled and my tail twitched in anticipation as my orgasm neared, but suddenly, a sharp, pinching pain stabbed my cock. I winced in surprise at the pain. I didn't know what the hell that was, but it hurt like a bitch, and I didn't want to feel it again anytime soon. It took me a second to recuperate before I realized what was wrong. I had never finished! My orgasm had never come, and it felt like I was starting all over again. What in the hell was that ring!?
Things continued that way for the entire night. I would build up almost to the point of release, and then the ring around my cock would give a little pinch, and I would be back where I started. My cock was soaked in pre cum and my body was dripping with sweat as I panted for each and every breath. I had given up all hope of escaping. The only thought on my mind was my release. That was the only thing I wanted; to finish.
I don't really know how much time had passed. The wolf had said he would be back in the morning, but I had no idea what time it was when this torture started. I didn't even know if he was telling the truth, that he would be back. I secretly wished he would come back though. I couldn't believe it at first, but I knew that it would end when he came back. That's when I heard it; the click of the door lock. I snapped my eyes opened and stared intently at the door. It opened and a familiar form walked through.
"Morning pet," the wolf greeted me happily. I wiggled and moaned in my bonds as yet another orgasm neared. By this time my balls were visibly protruding from underneath my cock, which was coated in an entire night's worth of pre cum. The wolf just took his time getting things rolling. He casually walked over to the tables and set down two big milk jugs filled with some sort of red liquid. I hadn't noticed those when he had first come in, but then again, I was a little preoccupied. He bent down to the trunks again and began digging through them. I held on as best I could; tightening my stomach muscles as hard as I could manage to keep from reaching my peak. It didn't work; it never worked. I felt that all too familiar pinch and my orgasm denied yet again.
The big wolf sighed at my moan of loss and walked over toward me. He just smiled as he pulled out the little remote from the day before. He reached down and ran a hand softly up and down my thigh. "Mmmmmm," I moaned as he did this. Why did this feel so good?! I knew it shouldn't. He touched and rubbed up and down my thigh, finally resting his hand on the vibrator remote strapped there. He turned the knob slowly all the way down, and I could feel the vibrations get softer and softer, until they finally disappeared altogether.
The room became eerily quiet without the constant hum of the vibrator. The wolf gave the cord a little tug, and I could feel the little egg come out with an audible popping sound. Oh it felt so good to have that thing finally out of me, but it left me feeling oddly empty. Like there was something missing now.
The wolf raised the little remote for the ring in his hand and pressed a button on it. There was a digital sounding "ding" and it almost felt like whatever constriction was there before, was now gone. I was freed... sort of. The wolf wasted no time though. He bent over and engulfed my entire cock in his mouth, cleaning and sucking off all of the dried pre cum that covered it. I moaned around my gag at the feeling of his warm muzzle and gentle sucking. I wasn't going to deny it anymore. It felt wonderful, and I didn't want it to end. It took almost no time at all for another orgasm to build up, and in just a few moments, I could feel it finally hit. It was the best thing I had ever felt. After an entire night of being denied, I was finally able to finish.
The wolf sucked it all down, only a little bit dipping from the side of his mouth. He suckled on my cock until he was sure my balls had been completely emptied. He cleaned off my member with a final suck and raised his head, wiping the little bit of my cum off his mouth with a paw. "A little backed up there my pet?" he chuckled after swallowing my entire load. "You see? Master always takes care of his pets," he said, leaning in closer to me. "But remember, you only cum when Master says you can."
I could only whimper and pant. That was the most amazing experience I had ever felt. I never knew it could be that good!
As I tried to catch my breath, the wolf had stepped back and reached up for the pulleys above me. My legs started slowly swinging down until I could feel them touch the floor. I hadn't felt the ground in what felt like ages. I still had my eyes closed, but I could feel his fingers reach around my head and unstrap the gag in my mouth. He pulled it slowly out of my mouth, allowing better air flow into my lungs. My mouth was dry and I wet my lips with what little saliva I was able to muster up. The room smelled like sex and sweat now, or maybe it had always smelled like that.
"Now is another test for you," he said to me as I was breathing in deeply now, "What is my name?" he asked simply.
I wasn't too sure what he meant by that, or what kind of game he was playing. He hadn't told me his name. He had been too busy raping and abusing me to bother with an introduction. "I... I don't know," I responded meekly.
The wolf simply sighed and shoved the gag right back into my mouth. He didn't press it all the way back this time, instead, keeping it right up at the front and wrapping the straps around my mouth. He turned back to the trunks and dug up an intimidating looking mask. It was more of muzzle than anything else. He slipped that over my face and strapped it tightly in. I couldn't breathe out of my mouth anymore. Even with the gag from before I had some sort of air flow, but now it was completely cut off! I could still breathe through my nose, but it was a frightening feeling to not be able to breathe through one's mouth.
I tried pleading for another try. I would guess any name I could think of for the rest of eternity, I just didn't want to be muzzled again. But the wolf ignored my muffled pleas. He came back with a large looking IV bag. As he neared the wall, he pushed me back against it, the chains sliding easily along the track on the ceiling. I turned my head and saw him hang the large bag from a hook fastened into the stone of the wall. Then he took a small, plastic tube from the bottom of the bag and hooked it into a hole in the front of the gag sticking out of my mouth. He had to hold my head still as he did this. I wasn't about to endure anymore of this sicko's torture without some sort of fight.
"Now, now, now my pet. There's no reason to fight me," he said comfortingly. "I'm just trying to take care of you is all." He patted my head lightly.
He returned to the table where he left the milk jugs. Now I knew what there were for! He popped the top off of one, and poured the contents into the hanging bag. "Now its feeding time. Be a good boy and drink it all up now. I made it special, just for you," he smiled, flicking a little switch on the bottom of the bag, freeing the crimson liquid. It took its sweet time traveling down the tube, but when it hit, I wished it had taken longer. It tasted terrible. It was like some sort of mix of every nasty tasting vitamin in existence. The muzzle forced me to swallow every disgusting mouthful.
I had been in chugging contests before, and this was way worse. The wolf turned and walked back to the door, but before he left, he turned back to me and said, "Don't worry; I'll be back in an hour to check up on you." With that, he turned and left. Wait. Did he say an hour?! I didn't think I could last another few minutes, let alone another hour! There was nothing I could do though. I was chained to the ceiling and forced to drink every last drop of this stuff. All the while I could feel my still stiff member bounce occasionally off my stomach as I twitched and wiggled. He had left the ring around my cock, and it was keeping me hard the whole time.
I again lost track of time. The only thing I knew was that my stomach had been filled to its capacity, and then some. And there was still some of the gunk left in the hanging bag, but still I swallowed. Gulp after gulp of the red stuff went down my throat and straight down to my overfilled belly. After a while the taste went away, so it wasn't as horrible as when it all first started. I could feel myself get a little antsy as I watched the liquid slowly drain from the bag. It was down to the last little bit when the wolf reappeared in the doorway.
He must have known exactly how long it would take. He did say an hour. Has he done this before? He stood at the tables and watched as I struggled down the last few gulps of the fluid. I finished it off. The feeling of an empty mouth was a small, sweet relief.
The wolf moved over to stand in front of me with a smile upon his face. He patted my full stomach, getting a light little moan out of me as he did so. I loved having my belly rubbed. My one weakness I suppose I could say.
He unhooked the tube and unstrapped the muzzle from my face, pulling the gag out with it all. I smacked my lips together to try and bring back the feeling to them. I was so tired though, I hardly cared anymore.
The wolf continued to rub my belly lightly, and I couldn't help but let out soft, little moans every now and then as he did. "Oh, I can tell you enjoyed your meal there my pet," the wolf said, moving his hand up and down my heaving chest now.
"What... what do you want from me?" I stuttered before gulping down the saliva in my mouth. I was afraid of what he was going to do to me for speaking out, but I had to know. I had to know why he had taken me here and why he was abusing me like this.
He leaned in closer to me, out faces centimeters apart. His mouth hovered just above my ear slit as he whispered," I just want to know if you've figured out my name yet."
Now that I actually had a moment, I thought about it. I didn't know what he thought I was going to say, but I knew exactly what his name to me was. "M...... Master...?"