(Last part of the 3 set commissioned by FieryDude FieryDude )
(Took 3.35 hours to ink and color, a extra 24 minutes to shade and add effects)
(Cost $9.40 for a total of $19.20 for all 3 sets) (originally $24 without sales)
It had been a few weeks since Max and 2 others had their way with Gly. Reecees was punished for having it happen, the other two do not live nearby. Max does however. The day started out normal, Gly invited max over for games and snacks, Gly slips some sleeping pills in Max’s drink and he passes out. You know, normal friend stuff. Off into the basement Gly sets down Max in a pair of stocks. If he was feeling mean he would of put him in the chamber where they test out gasses for selling at the market place, but so far all who enter there lost their will quickly. That’s great and all but this is punishment not enslavement. Gly ties carbon fiber ropes around Max’s wrists, securing them behind his back as well as stripping him of his paw-wear. While Max slowly came to life Gly made sure to grab a nerve feather as well as to use a damp cloth to wipe away the little bits of sock lint.
Max looked up and stretched, trying to squirm around before realizing what was about to happen, at that point Gly had slowly started to drag the nerve feather back and forth across both of his trapped paws.
“Revenge is best served with a drugged bottle of Pepsi~” He teased, slipping the feather between Max’s wiggling toes which yielded a shriek and giggle fit. He held his two big toes in one hand and used the other to tease the feather slowly up and down both the defenseless soles. He let the feather flicker around the paw pads and toe pads, slipping it between his struggling toes all while humming to himself softly. Max couldn't do much other then giggle and laugh harshly, a apologetic plea mixed in with the laughter as well.
“Im sorry what~?” Gly giggled, pulling away to let the wolf recover.
“Please Gly I’m Sorry! N-No Pleasehehehehe!” Max laughed as Gly leaned in and snaked his long tongue up along one paw while using the feather to tickle away at the other paw. Max’s laughter reached a new high as the combination of licks and feather tickles rendered him unable to do much but laugh and laugh and laugh. With a few added nibbles at the paw pads and toes, licks between the toes and the feather sometimes being replaced by his claws Gly found Max falling to silent laughter. A few breaks where given, however Gly ignored his pleads when he had to wet his tongue again, keeping Max in the stocks for a few hours. Teaching the wolf a lesson hopefully, Gly even reminded him how easily he could of sold him off as well~
2 years, 4 months ago
10 Jun 2016 09:46 CEST
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