My wrists were crossed and secured behind my back.My wrists were crossed and secured behind my back. More hands grabbed my legs and spread them wide. I heard more chains as I was firmly secured to the floor by the ankles and knees. The Uncia never took his paw from my eyes. A final leather belt was lain across the small of my back and tightly secured to the harness. The hands left me, and then the Uncia's paw left as well. The lights were off! I still couldn't see a damn thing. I heard the shuffling of feet as I heard my four assailants leave, and when they opened the door the little light admitted let me see only a featureless grey wall. I don't know how long I sat there in the dark, waiting. I strained, fighting against the leather, fighting with my fear. I stopped occasionally, and tried to sort out the scent of my four assailants, looking for anything familiar. Nothing. This room was obviously well used, the harness imbedded with sweat. I waited, struggling. The door behind me opened. A bolt of fear shot through me. For the first time I realized just how vulnerable I was, my ass spread wide and exposed, my cock hanging free and accessible. There were footsteps, and a low chuckling growl. I heard the door click shut. The smell of my new master washed over me, leather and sweat, and I knew what he was. Mephit. All the facts about Mephits ran through my mind. Averaging 175 cm and a little lighter than humans. Black fur, erectile tail-- anthropomorph skunk. And this one, I knew him, but where? His scent was oh, so familiar! Dammit, I knew this melMeph! There was another chuckle, and I jumped as I felt sharp claws lightly touch my buttocks. He laughed, a cruel laugh that told me nothing. The claws tracked across my ass and up the small of my back, one of the most ticklish parts of my body, sending shocks through me that rattled the chains of my leather prison. And then there was a voice, and he said "Hello, Shardik. |