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*Part Ten: Grizzoli's Revenge *

"So... you're going to be on a night patrol with me, huh? You know Wolford, you've got a real nice wiggle on you lately... has Gary been getting a bit rough lately?" Despite how embarrassing the whole game with the toys had been, Wolford had accepted it but not expected it to have made him feel so loose afterwards that he'd been walking into work with the most sultry wiggle to draw all eyes. Everyone had been eyeing up his backside hungrily, even Fangmeyer had dropped her jaw and said aloud he was walking sexy in his uniform. It had made things embarrassing and uncomfortable at work for a good week before Wolford's new assignment had gotten him really riled up and Grizzoli was enjoying the chance to be around him again. "Come on Wolfy... I've gotta know if Gary's any better than me... just one night together... no one needs to know about it..."

"We're going to be working with each other, not boning each other Grizz... I thought you'd grown up since academy. If this keeps up..." Wolford growled, slamming his locker door shut to try and encourage the white wolf to back off again. But Grizzoli just pushed against him, forcing him against the locker and licking his lips, giving that expression that said no matter what Wolford thought he could do, how would anyone believe him when everyone saw how good that ass looked lately. Wolford pulled his ears back, curling his lip and almost flashing his fangs before he sighed softly and then pushed himself away quickly, only to receive a message on his phone as Grizzoli grunted and went to his own locker.

Wolford was pissed as he marched out of the building, going to head home to meditate until he needed to go on night patrol so that he would not be so tired. But as he reached the underground stairs to the tube station, he paused when he noticed that the text sent to him was not from Gary but from an unknown number. Such messages were risky to send to a police officer and Wolford considered turning around to do a quick check of the strange number before he decided to risk reading the message. He got a shock when it was a message reading 'do you mind babysitting?', which only made him ponder just who had sent it to him and when he sent a return message to insist he was working from five. Wolford got a shock when he was informed the van was parked up and waiting for him whenever.

Wolford gulped heavily, he was sent a street name and something to say when knocked on the back of the van and Wolford could feel his groin tightening and his backside twitching. He was trembling slightly in excitement, he could not believe his luck that this crafty little Fennec wanted to see him again, but it made him grit his teeth in anxiety. Considering what his honesty had got him with Gary, he did not want to be the one having a toy stuck in him again like that, let alone for Gary to be so cruel to him. Wolford was also afraid of the situation with Grizzoli as well, he did not know what that guy had planned for their nightshift but he was certainly going to need to keep his guard up whilst they were looking for any signs of trouble on the highway road into Tundra Town where a lot of illegal activity was said to be happening.

Wolford paused as he nipped his lips, he was only a thirty-minute walk from the van's location and he really, really wanted to see that adorable and sexy little fox again. But could he really stand cheating on Gary again? He gave a groan... he was being so unfair to Gary and yet, part of him knew that there was something about the way he was with Gary that seemed unnatural... always in the bedroom. As friends they got on great but, Wolford was quite sure that Gary really hated seeing his face and he could not understand why? With a growl as he insisted mentally that it was just something he could claim to be a follow up to work, he did not really have to tell Gary he was going to cheat on him again and anyway... they were so far apart there was no way of telling whether Gary was really being faithful to him at all.

With a sigh Wolford's desire for the cheeky fox's attitude, let alone his nice ass and delicious cock drew him away. Wolford was soon strolling off on a casual walk towards the location, taking in the scenery of Savannah Square and all the various shop around the place. He was pleased that it sounded like the two hustling foxes had moved onto new turf for a little while, but he was a little curious all the same to know if that sly red fox had been smart enough to listen to Wolford's advice on getting the licenses. As the timber wolf strolled down the paths he spotted a nice looking convenience store and he stepped into the building and decided to make a guess at what to get for the little fox as a reward, hooking up a little pot of ice cream and just thinking how cute it would be to feed the little guy such a thing and maybe it would work for his little daddy complex.

Wolford stepped out of the shop and then marched along to the dark ally covered by trees that led out towards an area of the park that was out of bonds for most and in serious need of being looked after. This was apparently an area where a lot of small homeless animals hung out and at night it could be a hive of drug activity. It didn't surprise Wolford that this was where he was to go, but he was glad to be in civis and not going to turn up in his uniform. With a soft sigh he reached the van in time to meet the red fox who was just leaving and swiftly he asked him about the papers, only for the fox to muse that he was just going to fetch them... which made Wolford's eyes roll before he knocked on the van, gave the password of 'I'm here big boy', which made him nauseous, before it popped open and the Fennec practically dragged him back inside.

"Don't make it so obvious... sheesh, were you born in a barn?" Finnick grunted, Wolford was on his back in the back of the van, eyes wide and looking more than a little shocked as the Fennec fox stepped over to him, wearing a neat white shirt and what looked to be cargo shorts as he put out a cigarette against a patch on the interior of the van. He gave a soft grunt, he was looking very disgruntled and as Wolford sat up and blinked at him for a little bit, he realised that Finnick had one of those goofy striped caps on his head with the little pinwheel sticking out of the top. He looked both goofy and adorable and Wolford had to cover his face to stop his snigger from being obvious as he leant forward and then suddenly had his muzzle grasped as Finnick eyed him up cautiously. "You came alone right? Because while we're doing this, I'm gonna set some ground rules you gotta understand before you even think of us doing anything right now. Got it?"

"Of course... uh, I brought you some ice cream, anywhere I can put it?" Wolford sounded ridiculously cute as he looked towards the stoic expression on the Fennec and wagged his tail a little. Immediately, the Fennec stretched out his paw expectantly and with a smile, Wolford quickly opened the bag to take out the little tub as he sat himself down in the van and then patted his lap. Finnick gave a soft scoff and slowly trundled over to his lap, slapping himself into it and then lounging back rather comfortably as Wolford was grinning about it. He couldn't believe his luck, this little guy was so cute, had such a strong foxy scent and well... he was just perfect! When Finnick lounged within his groin, he opened his mouth wide and then Wolford opened the tub, scooped out some and then brought it to him with a smile. "It's maple and pecan... I hope that's okay..."

"Eh... I like sweet things, so it's cool!" Finnick grunted, sloppily snapping the ice cream on the spoon as Wolford's insides were squeaking in delight. How cute, he could not have believed that this little guy would just get cuter and cuter as he spooned him more. Finnick just relaxed, he seemed quite content with this scenario and Wolford would easily just say this was the highlight of his day, he didn't need anything like sexual contact if he just got this kind of intimacy from the fox. Maybe that was part of what made it so strange with his obsession with foxes, he just wanted to be around one twenty-four-seven, he just loved them that much! As he snuffled at Finnick's head, smiling lovingly and just looking as if he were just told they were going to spend their life together, the little sandy fox gave a soft grunt and then paused with his eating. "So... you wanna make this a... a 'thing'... right? Until we both decide to give up?"

"Well... if you don't mind but... my job does make it a little... no, no I need this." Wolford corrected himself, okay... so it was going to really screw up a lot of things if his boss ever found out he was in a sex-friend situation with a criminal, but he didn't care. Bogo was still calling him twinkle-toes at work and so were some of the other officers, the cats were loving the fact they would beg him over for an arm wrestle but their drop their paws, musing that his wrist might be limp and making a 'queer' gesture with it. That really irritated Wolford, so what the hell was wrong with this, they didn't want to know anything about his love life so who cared what he was doing. Finnick looked up at him with a smug expression as Wolford then gave a soft blush. "Sorry... that's come across as if I'm desperate... but I'll be honest, just as you've got your daddy kink... I'm only actually really attracted to foxes... its fucked up my life a lot so far but, I can't stop what I want to be with."

"Huh... what a cute little story there... but I ain't the press and I don't need to be told anything about you but when you're free, where to meet up and what you won't do. Its simple, no strings attached shit, we just get each other off with our special kinks. We don't know names, addresses, jobs, we just met randomly and decided to do this... that's the first rule." Finnick grunted, looking up at Wolford's rather bemused expression as he then stuffed some more ice cream into his mouth. Ordinarily, Finnick might have choked a guy for treating him like that, but when Wolford then pulled out some tissue to wipe the excess from his cheeks, Finnick's tail gave a little wag and the cute expression appeared on his face. Then he lounged back, accepting another scoop before lift up two digits to flick Wolford the Vs whilst teasing. "Number two... none of this happens in public places... we're either in the van, a hotel or your place... outside of these spaces, there's nothing between us. Number three... you don't ever use your dick on me... I may like a good licking, but if anything more than a tongue or toe gets in there, I'm gonna bite your balls of."

"That's understood, I'm not a top generally either... I'll literally only do what you want me to do." Wolford stated, giving an almost sultry expression to the fox as he gave a sudden soft cackle to think this wolf was so easy to get along with. It had been a while, he hadn't been around another mammal in a long time that 'got it' the way he wanted them to. He was surprised it was a guy though, he'd dated girls of different species as well as his own and most of the time, his desire to be good and keep the ladies happy had meant missing out on a few of his own little kinks. Despite what a lot of mammals in their line of work tended to think of Finnick, when h had a girl, she was treated like a princess until the day she uttered the inevitable no-no 'do you think our babies would be so short'... he'd not accepted that kind of shit from anyone no matter how much he liked them. But this situation with a guy, it was weird and well, maybe because they were both guys, Wolford got it.

"Number four... I don't do shit with guys so if anyone ever suspects or catches us that's not the Red, we were totally drunk and you were dressed like a chick." Finnick stated, that would still hurt his pride a lot but, it would at least save him from any speculation as, though he didn't go with guys, he didn't really want to not hang out with Wolford and well, his daddy fetish only really worked with guys. Finnick was spooned the last bit of the ice cream and then to his surprise, Wolford wiped his mouth clean and then gently lifted him up to face him, nuzzling his nose gently as Finnick gave a cute expression before cackling and slapping at Wolford's chest. "Dude... you just do this so naturally I don't even think there needs to be anymore rules... but like, the most important rule is that if either one of us says no to something, we don't do it... got that?"

"Roger... now, does daddy's little boy need to be changed? I think daddy should check he hasn't had an accident..." Wolford beamed, a hungry and kinda sexy expression on his face that made Finnick just sneer in amusement... yeah, Wolford got it alright. Finnick then nodded his head and let himself be hoisted up to Wolford's shoulder gently before Wolford grabbed one of the blankets in the corner and then spread it out like a changing mat. He then lay himself down and Finnick in front of him, leaning on his elbows above the small fox and licking his lips as he looked down at the cute looking creature that tugged at his trousers. Wolford then grinned and grasped the trousers of the Fennec, gently steering them down and then off. Finnick seemed to slip into character, looking cute and adorable as he should do whilst Wolford's tail kept wagging in delight. Slowly then then patted around the boxer shorts below, checking if they were 'damp' before grinning and then looking to a pot of talcum powder that was sitting nearby. "They don't feel wet, but should daddy make sure they're clean anyway?"

Finnick nodded his head, bringing a paw to his mouth to indicate something was missing and then Wolford spotted the pacifier not too far away so he stepped over to hook it up and past it over. This would ensure no kissing between the two, which was fine by Wolford and would certainly help Finnick with his fantasy. Wolford could not tell if this really was a daddy thing of a 'baby' thing and that Finnick was too proud to admit that because of how his red fox companion might react. But calmly Wolford ensured the pacifier was in as he suckled away and the wolf then peeled down the boxers and spread Finnick's legs to look to his rather hefty looking sheath before Wolford nosed it gently and the throbbing thick cock slid out with ease.

Wolford smiled, he loved the smell that emanated from here and from the scent glands in the fox's groin, it was intoxicating and thrilling, it made Wolford's own groin pinch as he began to slurp and lick over the fox cock. There was no real way that anyone could say that Finnick was small, he was bigger than any of the other foxes Wolford had known and well, it was no wonder he was shorter than normal if all his growth had gone into this area. As Wolford's tongue rolled and slid around the length, taking up the beautiful and curious taste that made the back of his mouth fizz with excitement, he looked towards the slow sucking motions of the pacifier and how relaxed Finnick looked. Wolford grinned and then gently began to lick downwards to the little fox's rather cut but quite full balls.

He rubbed them with his muzzle, bouncing them on his nose as Finnick gave a soft shudder of pleasure as that tongue then rolled and jogged them about. Then Wolford opened his mouth and pinched his lips around the little pendulums, sucking and squeezing and gumming at them as Finnick drooled past his pacifier. He was feeling a pleasant sort of pinching down there, one that was making his belly feel weird and his groin start to heat up with excitement as he looked down towards the wolf in amusement. This wolf really was something as e continued to tongue juggle his nuts like an expert before Wolford paused.

"Daddy's got to check your bottom, but when he's done that, he'll make sure you feel really good!" Wolford teased the little fox with a lick of his lips and then he gently lifted up Finnick's legs, pushing them together to make that little bottom stand out before he gave it a few little claps with his big paw to make Finnick's hips jolt suddenly from pleasure before Wolford bent Finnick's knees down to his chest and then brought his nose to that cute little tail-hole. He then gently caressed it with his tongue, splitting the cheeks and letting his clinging saliva smother the ring that began to pulse and widen and wink at him in the developing pleasure as Finnick gave a sudden shudder.

Wolford then licked his lips, he grazed his tongue around the tight little anal glands just on the edge of the ring, slurping up that strong odour that formed a fizzing taste in his mouth. He could cum just from licking this fox here, but he would try and hold back as much as he could. Instead his tongue rolled and slid around the ring carefully, tenderly to make it pucker and yet not hurt as Finnick shuddered again with the curious spine-tingling pleasure. Then Wolford's big tongue slid gently in the hole, just the tip, flicking up and down softly as the ring widened out and his tongue went further as Finnick produced a soft sound of pleasure and his legs relaxed down completely. Wolford's tongue then slid in a little further, rolling and pulling back as slowly and steadily as he could to make Finnick's erection stand out all the more as the little fox seemed to melt onto the wolf's tongue.

Finnick was startled that he should feel so damn relaxed being treated like this, but Wolford had a skill and somehow not only was it giving him immense pleasure, but it was almost as relaxing as getting a first class blowjob. It was a bit of a surprise for the fox, but he knew his rump was quite sensitive and well, this was just fantastic and he could hardly believe how good it was. As he groaned softly in pleasure, feeling the tongue slip in gently without burning or really feeling unwelcome, he felt it push various parts looking for the sweetest spot. Wolford's face was one of calm, it was almost tranquil the way he was eating Finnick's ass, but when his tongue reached that point, Finnick gave a seeming hiccup of surprise as Wolford then wriggled his tongue against it until Finnick was sure his cock was going to shoot off.

"Enough... enough... gonna blow!" The fox barked and then quivered in pleasure, spitting precum onto his own nose as Wolford's tongue slid out with ease. The Fennec couldn't believe it, what was this guy, an aardvark with a tongue like that? He heaved a soft groan as he slumped back against the mat and then Wolford seemed to loom over him like a true predator and the fox was suddenly a little scared. Had he upset the wolf just then? As Wolford's mouth opened the Fennec thought he was doomed before that tongue gently licked the precum from his muzzle with a soft chuckle and a sweet smile before lowering his head back between the fox's legs. "Sheesh... you almost made my heart give out, let alone my dick... you sure this gonna be enough for you and you won't want more?"

"Hmm... I don't really think I've got enough time for more, but you know what, next time you and I both get a day off and you haven't got other plans, we can spend our time on this..." Wolford stated with a soft chuckle before opening his mouth again, pulling his lips over his teeth and then kissing the top of the fox's cock before slowly dragging it in and out of his mouth. Finnick gave a groan of pleasure, his hips juddering as the big wolf slid his head up and down the length, suckling and rolling and pulsing his tongue around it as he drew it in as deep as he could. Wolford went all the way down to the sheath and even encouraged the knot to form. This he tongued away at as Finnick groaned before he pursed his lips, held it in and squeezed his soft mouth so that Finnick tied with his muzzle.

As the fox groaned in relief at each pulse of cum his form spurted down Wolford's gullet, he wagged his busy tail and rubbed a sandy-coloured paw against Wolford's head, feeling his whole body twitching and pleasant. He groaned as he felt the muscles in the wolf's mouth squeezing and tugging, drawing him up and then letting him back, Finnick's hips slowly grinding against that soft muzzle as he felt his instincts want to thrust up into the wolf's jaws. The more of his cum was swallowed and milked from him, the more Finnick felt like he was floating away, it was so good he couldn't think how to describe it as anything other than being devoured by this wolf! But when his knot began to slacken, he gave a shudder of pleasure as Wolford's paw clapped his backside gently to make his hips jerk so more cum was released.

"Fuck... what you doin' to me Daddy?" Finnick groaned, slapping his paws over his face, loving it all but feeling like he was getting far more for his money's worth. Normally it was only when one of the ladies was giving him this special treatment that a pinch of guilt ever came to him and yet, to feel it for Wolford was more than a little shocking as the wolf continued to drink him and moan in delight. Clearly he was really enjoying himself in this situation and there was nothing Finnick could do to stop him and nothing he wanted to do either! As is knot began to deflate, spurting and dolloping the cum that was now running low, Wolford continued to swallow and fill the fox with sensation until finally, the bulb was gone and the cock was becoming more flaccid. Just as Wolford released it and Finnick thought it was over, Wolford stretched out a paw to the talcum powder and some wet wipes.

He calmly wiped the fox's reddened cock and then his bottom, making sure to dig his digit in just a little to make Finnick give a final little spit of cum and a woof of disbelief. Wolford chuckled before leaning forward to lick the last bit of cum up and then wiped him again. He then patted his groin down with the talcum powder and then gently placed his clothes back on as Finnick just lay back grinning from ear to ear, before he stretched a paw towards a packet of cigarettes. He got a shocking little pat on the bottom for it before Wolford grasped a bottle of electrolytes from the shopping bag and a baby's bottle teat, switching the lid for the teat and then pulling Finnick into his lap, he then stroked back his ears, cradling Finnick in his arms as he fed him the sports drink with a smile on his face.

"That felt really good... next time though, I'll have to let you cum inside my ass... it always feels the best there.... Comfortable?" Wolford chuckled to hear the suckling sounds as Finnick drank away and then seemed to slacken. He'd totally wanted to fall asleep then and the wolf cuddled up to him and kissed his forehead, grinning playfully as Finnick flicked him the finger for a moment before cuddling up against him as Wolford lunged against the van for a while. When the fox was asleep, he pulled the bottle from his mouth and then drained the last of the sports drink, swishing it around his mouth to clear up the scent of cum and the taste on his tongue before he left Finnick sleeping there and grasped for the sandwich in the bag... this was an odd way to spend his lunch time!

When it came time for the shift, Wolford had left Finnick sleeping in the care of Nick, who'd been rather scared at the thought the wolf was so chipper and yet the fox that topped was totally drained. He was a little concerned he could be next on the devouring menu, but Wolford had insisted he only had eyes for Finnick now and he'd left him be. He'd headed back to his apartment, showered but then found himself teasing his backside just a little for fun before the shift with Grizzoli that was going to be hell, but he'd stopped himself when he'd thought about how anxious he was and how much he wanted to scrub himself from the scent of the fox.

Washed up and dressed up, he reached the police station and sat in to hear the low down on their assignment, basically it was watching the highway out of town near Rainforest Heights that led to old abandoned areas where the roads were dangerous. These areas were only to be traversed by licensed vehicles holding permits to enter the properties there... some said they were celebrity places and others said experiments went on there. Either way it was a simple stop and search every car for the permits and also to do some checking for any illegal contraband as well. It should have been alright but, when they were in Grizzoli's squad car, Wolford was forced to sit in the back and then switch after three hours so they could both have a rest on the boring stakeout. But once it was three in the morning and Wolford was napping again, Grizzoli was too bored and decided he had other plans.

There'd only been one car that they'd needed to stop and check thus far and really it looked like there was nothing of consequence going on at all for the road. With Wolford curled up in the back where the seats were down to give him more room and the mesh kept him separated from Grizzoli, the white wolf had found himself snuffling at the air when he'd caught the scent of fox. It had fascinated him, he didn't know if Wolford was the kind to have a relationship with such a low-class mammal, but then again he knew the place Wolford hung out and it made him curious... was Wolford playing with gloryholes? There'd been a rumour about a young wolf cadet taking in as much through the holes as he could in that club and even the bar tenders were in on it. It was not impossible to think it was Wolford doing it, but Grizzoli knew he had an opportunity for revenge.

Wolford sighed and fawned away in his sleep, thinking of that delicious fox getting his shaft all up in Wolford's sheath... he was hoping that this was not a dream and docking with the Fennec was something thy could try. Grizzoli snuck into the back of the car and pulled out his cuffs, Wolford was sleeping in such an odd way it was more than easy to lift up one hind leg and push it to the grill, gently cuffing him by the ankle although Wolford gave a grunt of the matter. Then he grasped hold of the other leg and looked for the prisoner restraints in the vehicle, gently hooking it around the ankle before doing the same to one arm and then cuffing the over to the door, which he ensured was locked. With the lights off on the vehicle, the last thing left was to put a muzzle on so that Wolford could not howl and though Grizzoli was only intending to blackmail sex from Wolford, he noticed the wolf had a boner in his sleep at it was too precious as he managed to slip the fabric muzzle on as Wolford sighed and the pulled his trousers down.

"Wow... you're ass looks a little loose Wolfy... this is too good a chance, I'm not missing it... just think it's a dream..." The white wolf grinned, he couldn't believe this luck, let alone how deeply Wolford was now sleeping. He licked his digits on his paw, gently rolling them around the rim until he dipped it inside. Suddenly the tail shot up and Wolford was awake, suddenly snarling and wrestling with the restraints, getting one foot free and kicking into Grizzoli's shin to make him yelp as Wolford snarled until Grizzoli decided to make a random guess and suddenly barked. "Should I tell Gary about the fox then?"

Suddenly, Wolford stopped moving at all as fear gripped him and he slumped back down onto the seat. With the fabric muzzle he couldn't open his mouth to growl or even talk, but he turned his head around to look at him with the sourest expression going. The white wolf licked his lips and then shifted the phone off the floor where it had fallen from Wolford in his sleep and quickly he flicked to the contacts to show off the image of Gary. His paw drifted dangerously over the call button as he insisted that if Wolford let him make things 'even', he'd let this slip. Grizzoli did not know if Wolford was fucking a fox but, the way he reacted suggested he might have gone back to the gloryholes and if that was what it took for him to get revenge for the humiliation he'd felt at being humped then dumped just because he'd had a girl come in after... that's what it took.

"Well Wolfy? Is it worth losing that relationship over a quick shag with a co-worker, you could probably even say this is just work..." Grizzoli grinned wickedly and Wolford dropped his ears and was visibly upset. He could not understand it, why did every wolf he hook up with treat him like this? Gary had accepted but in exchange used brutal sex to punish him and now Grizzoli was doing the same? Why was it the foxes were the only ones that treated him right? He could not understand it, but he turned his head back to the cushions of the chair and lifted his tail up and relaxed the leg hanging from the bars. Grizzoli gave a snort of amusement and then leant forward over Wolford's shoulder and he unzipped himself. "Good boy... besides, its not like you could tell anyone at the office what I've done without telling them what you've been doing and I don't think they'd really believe an openly gay wolf when it would mean admitting a previous relationship where I supposedly cheated and anyone else could say it was a one night stand and you decided to use it as revenge...."

Wolford growled in fury, only this bastard would come up with a motive like that and the problem with Grizzoli, he was a senior officer and the only ones who knew the truth of the relationship and were Fangmeyer and Gary and they could not know about the fox thing. Wolford wished that a car would come along right now to distract Grizzoli completely with a job, but it was clear that nothing was going to distract him as he rubbed his firm cock against Wolford's backside. Wolford cursed his naughty dreams and the fact he'd been playing with himself earlier... but at least it would not hurt too much!

Grizzoli at least had a condom to put onto it too, he made a big fuss about it so that Wolford really couldn't have evidence on the matter, them being in the same car would account for anything else. It made Wolford truly furious that he could be put in such a position and he grit his teeth together within the muzzle as Grizzoli finished wrapped himself and then pushed his paw to Wolford's ass. He pushed a digit in, feeling it pull and pucker, tighten so firmly and yet release so easily as Wolford growled low. Grizzoli pushed his digit in a little more, feeling in deeper and trying to feel around for a sweet spot as Wolford just growled and his body began to push back, trying to stop the finger getting any further into him. The white wolf was amused by it, but he was not going to give up just because Wolford was trying to resist him.

He grasped his hot phallus, pushing it to the entrance and then pushed inwards, but he was more than a little shocked as Wolford produced a pained whine and his body tightened up so much as Grizzoli was having trouble getting it in. He tried to push himself inside, it felt like he might break himself and he managed only the tip but the muscles were so squeezed that he could hardly bury himself in as deep as he wanted. He pulled back with a growl, then shoved two digits in as Wolford grimaced in pain, whimpering and pulling his ears back, trying to stop it from happening once more though Grizzoli wriggled and stretched and stuffed his digits in before he curled his other digits inward and then pushed his fist inside.

Wolford yelped in pain, he growled and groaned in agony, feeling his body being forced open, bruising around his whole passage as Grizzoli managed to get himself in the wrist. He then opened out his paw, making the passage stretch out and burn as Wolford whimpered and growled in agony before the digits were curled back in. Grizzoli was licking his chops as he went, curious as to how once in deep, Wolford really opened out though he still felt the tightness and the pressure almost trying to stop him from stretching out his digits. But for Wolford, all the pain was coming from the rim, every movement in the wrist bruised and ripped and hurt him as he gave whimpers of pain and was even crying.

After a while, Grizzoli pulled his paw out with a wet pop, snuffling at it to notice the scent of blood and yet he was not going to just stop there when he was so desperate to get in. He lay over Wolford, hoping his position might make it easier as he hooked a paw underneath the cuffed leg and forced it to bend, stretching the leg enough to make the opening just a little more visible as Wolford whine and whimpered in agony. Then Grizzoli hoisted Wolford's body up a little against his with the other arm and then thrust in brutally. As Wolford growled into the muzzle, he felt Grizzoli's hot shaft stab in against the body that was trying to reject it so much. Once the white wolf was in as far as he could go, he began to thrust as rapidly as he could, desperate to get it over with now that he was inside and clearly going to be in trouble if he were caught out.

Wolford growled and snarled in the muzzle, pinching his eyes shut and focusing on the agonising pain, how could anyone have pleasure when they were feeling like they were being beaten back there? He growled louder, but the muzzle stopped him from opening his mouth much and he could not even pant to suck in air. He tried to writhe and push Grizzoli out, but his companion was panting and groaning in pleasure as he stayed buried in deep and performed shallow but fast thrusts to enjoy himself and not get pushed out. Wolford continued to growl and groan before the pain was too much and he felt as if he could not breathe, he sucked in as much air as he could through his nose and he whined to be let go as Grizzoli just carried on with canine groans of appreciation and his tongue lolling. To Grizz, the tightness was perfect and all he could ever have wanted, he didn't care what Wolford thought or felt, it was all about this beautiful sensation of pleasure and knowing that he'd gotten this bastard back for mounting him.

Wolford clenched his eyes shut tighter, feeling like he was going to wet himself rather than cum as he felt Grizzoli swelling to get his knot inside and yet hesitating to take it that far. It did not matter to Wolford, he felt sick and unpleasant, but worse he knew he could not do anything to make the others help him and he was a police officer to boot! How could he be treated like this? Tears continued to stream down his face as Grizzoli groaned and seemed to be reaching his end, Wolford just wanted it over with so he could go home, but by the time he was sure he was starting to feel his body become a dead weight and give up, he did feel the sudden swelling of the condom within, the groan from Grizz and then it was lights out.

Three hours later, Wolford woke up untied and properly resting on the back seat of the car, almost unsure that what had occurred had even happened. But when he pulled his paws to his face, he could see the marks from the restraints and one of his ankles was swollen with an ice pack around it. Wolford grasped his muzzle, he could still feel that fabric strapped around his muzzle and he gave a whimper of despair for it as he straightened up to see Grizzoli sitting in the front and giving a smug snort.

"I cleaned you up and let you sleep... it would have been better if you hadn't fainted but, I'll keep my end of the bargain. From now on, let's turn over a new leaf and start from the beginning now as friends... got it Wolford?" Grizzoli grinned towards him, smiling and speaking as if nothing had happened and though inside, Wolford wanted to lunge forward and rip him to shreds, all he could do was nod though on the inside his mind screamed out for him.

BASTARD!