“TWO captives. I'm blessed." Phantom stands on the glass top of the holding cell, padded white walls below and the sides. The captives can only see her high heels on the glass, as well as her smiling face staring down at their straitjacketed forms. The two captives were heavily bound, both of them in a transparent glass cell, and deep within a MCI-sponsored facility.
Cinua would give a labored groan, his eyes fluttering with a sharp, panging ache of his arms, let alone his entire frame. A taut, encasing sensation was clad all about his tone, wide-hipped figure, something padded and plush against his backside. Tilting his snout, the corporate assassin spotted the beautiful blue eyes of his Master and CEO, only to blink as he gawked at the fellow captive's glossy, encased and straitjacketed figure, his horns swathed in a hood of rubber.
"...MmUHnggmfrr..? HW-Whn?!" Cinny attempted to speak, only to come to terms with the excruciatingly massive mass of rubber sealed within his shiny, muzzle-locked lips!
Raiko waggles his shoulders in a losing battle against the arm-aching straitjacket straps, shooting Cinny a wide-eyed, perilous stare as he slowly comes to. "Fnnnybuuhn!" The vixen squeals around his jaw-breaking ballgag, gesturing with his eyes up at the slick pair of domme heels clicking and clacking on the glass overhead. He bucks his hips, his hooded ears flattening back with terror. "Keemff shtru'lin!"
Cinua's arms flex against the encasing, taut straitjacket-sleeves, glancing and taking measure of his sleek as he wriggles over closer to Master, with a shocked, anxious, but determined gaze, his own hooded cheeks bulging in agonizing pressure about his own jaw-breaking, muzzle and hood-sealed ballgag, pressing shoulder to jacketed shoulder with a glare up at those looming heels and the vicious kitten donning them above the glass, jerking his straitjacket further and lurching down to attack Rai-Rai's padlocks with his glossed over nose and nostril holes. "GRhnf,....NNGGK....YYMnggff MMnNFFrrr~..!"
"Oh yes yes YES yes, both of you..." Phantom starts to smile... then begins to grin, before adopting a malevolent, cruel smile. She places one hand underneath her chin to prop her head up.
"I think... I was a bit too aggressive with those gags. But only because it means I'm denying myself the delights of ... oh who am I kidding, I'm going to re-gag the BOTH of you.
Raiko, you look quite nice with that hood, by the way, I hope you like the horn-sheaths. They should help reduce any magical emissions. And also I think it's cute to ensure less personality, less freedom. I'm quite biased though, black and orange rubber has always been your cover... and you too, Cinny.
That ballgag is definitely your style. Only thing missing is a nice muzzle over that jaw, no?"
Phantom begins to swagger down a staircase leading into the cell... blushing and swooning with growing delight as she looks over her victims.
"So... who's more excited?"
Cinua's hooded, floppy shiny ears would tilt back with annoyed fluster at that echoing voice filling their cell, giving a muffled, growling snarl into his sealed ball-gag. "GRRNkf....YNnhu BBnggmf!! WHn UHff Gnnhu!!"
A long carbon-tensile caber that runs from their posture collars back to the wall. She presses a button, retracting each of the captives back a bit, to ensure that they can't get TOO close...
"Hmmm... I've never had Raiko. What are you, exactly? Aside from a a rare catch." She smiles and fingers the padlocks. Not even a visible hole for the lock, only open-able from her voice.
The ramfox thrashes in response, as much as the creaking straps and carbon cables allow. As he's yanked BACK from the familiar warmth of Cin, it's as though a cold chill radiates the air around Phantom, gliding nearer... "A-ahm uh rrmmmfffuuh...!" he pleads, or at least, he certainly sounds like he's pleading. A horrible, red-hot blush burns beneath his skin-tight rubber hood as the weight of the padlock settles in, briefly alleviated as Phantom rolls it between her fingers. Socketless. "Dun ggmmff yooomff 'uh 'is," he snorts, unconvincingly.
Phantom is blushing, gently rubbing Cinny's chin, grabbing his snout, watching him humiliated. Nose hooked, body tightly, TIGHTLY packed. GOD, he was SUCH a tough catch, and every single injury had been worth it.
"Rai-Rai, is it? That's what you call him?"
She leans down, sitting next to Cinny as he flexes his feet - THICKLY booted and strapped leggings.
"Master! Master! Please, let me cum let me out!" she says, using Cinny's head and puppeteering him... Phantom lets out an evil laugh.
"Ahh... you're so cute. Mmmm, you look a bit scared, Raiko. Maybe I should let you have a few words. Since there's nothing worth hearing from Cinua."
She leans over and strokes his hood for a moment, and hums to release the padlock, taking off his muzzle gag...
She's going to let him talk? Somehow, that seems to intimidate him even further. Raiko's wide blue eyes fixate on hers for just a moment as she adjusts his ballgag, before he glances bashfully away.
"Gg--uuh...." he gasps, smacking his lips together and waggling his lower, aching jaw. "We can negotiate," Raiko stammers. "What do you want? Revenge?" his eyes look past Phan, to the nose-hooked, pathetic floppy-eared mutt as his sleeved, suited tail coils defensively around his own. "Him? He is the one who put his claws on you. Take him! Just -- let me loose first. We'll both pretend this never happened." Raiko tries to nod. His bulky posture collar doesn't let him.
"Negotiation, negotiation. If I recall there's normally some VERY aggressive negotiation with you.
Last time we spoke, I recall being in the tightest vac-seal of my existence. Crushingly tight and, because your little pup here is mean..." Phantom bats an eye to Cinua's begging, squirming and FURIOUS form.
She actually gets distracted for a moment, because my oh my, he looked REALLY nice like this... his eyes watering with anger and really just squeaking. Every little shuff and squeak sound was exceptional, and those moans? Phantom would never admit it but half the reason he was gagged was to get those amazing, needy grunts. All that squishy rubber was like a brass instrument - pressing on him in the right spots to make music.
"Ahem. As I recall, I was trapped in a thorough vac-seal and used as a trophy when I wasn't being abused. Hmph. You and your company, Rai Co. - this company included - really know how to use and abuse your acquisitions."
She's not even hiding how wondrously lewd it was. But she's also not pretending like it's the future... that was the past. And the future for Rai and Cinny looks dark indeed.
"You WHAT!? I didn't authorize those!" The fox bounces in place. "T-tsk. No wonder she got out...! Miss Phan, please -- my employee did most of this without my permission. Take him, let me go, and I'll falsify a few records to have my agent disappear~. A much more equitable deal than taking it out on me!"
"It sounds to me..." she says, "Like you're willing to sell out poor Cinny. You're willing to let me have him as a permanent rubber chew-toy to save your own hide? Hmm..."
Phantom sits down next to Raiko, turning her head so she feels her breath, her heat. She knows Raiko can't totally see her in all that strict rubber, and she doesn't let loose. No need for ANY excess movement when in Lockdown.
"I wonder if he'd say the same. Or if he'd rather see you end up as a rubber dolly in my grasp. It might be more fitting. Even if it is a brutally tight fit."
"Mmmm... oh but therein lies the problem, anything I do to Rai-Rai here... well. Rai-Rai isn't the one who spent a week using me as a punching bag. Or putting me in that cell to be edged. Or having me wrapped up and tossed around the break room. No... anything I do to this vixen needs to be done threefold to Cinny. At least."
The assassin gave a seething snarl and snort, jerking and smashing his tightly jacketed arm into her side, ignoring her flirtatious winks and glances as he jerking his head as much as his posture collar would allow, his floppy ear, and foxy-stud poking through the latex, tilting back at Master's pleading bargain, rolling his ice-cold eyes with a snort and a hooded flush, curling a leg and JAMMING a booted footpaw into Sir's crotch around Phanny. "GRRRNNgg, MMNFFrr...DDNNht GGNNV hnnn!!"
Phantom moves aside to let such physical interactions happen. She taps a finger to her mouth with delight.
"Hohoho... Sounds to me like your assassin had something to say. Tsk... you need to train your help to use words and not actions."
Cinua growns, his jaw tendons searing from the packing gag as their pale captor purrs above them, studying those drumming fingers to her own lips before snorting and leaning his jacketed side into Rai-Rai's own. "NNRmg...MMgg....FNnk yhuu, Phhnnnyy..."
Raiko's lips part to retort, to defend himself, to reframe the crushing rubber torture they'd both put Phan through. But the words don't come. He catches that glint of near-admiration in her eyes as her gaze devours the shuffling of rubber, Cinny's nervous squeaks and moans and grunts. He knew that look: sadism.
"We -- technically the paperwork we forged for you indicated you were quite happy being a company asset. It's still framed behind my desk..." Raiko bites his bottom lip, testing the cable with a weak, tentative hop forward, only for momentum to tug him back in tow. He does his best to snicker and shrug in the skin-biting straitjacket.
Phantom can hear the slight complaint of metal as Raiko tries to turn his head to face her, sitting right beside him, but the collar and rubber refuse. Instead, he focuses on her heels, barely in the corner of his eye. "Surely you recognize it was just business?" Raiko coos. "Cinny -- he'd love to be your rubber chewtoy as an apology! Surely. Why don't you apologize to the very generous and understanding Miss Phan, hm?"
The fox shoots the struggling puppy a sharp, half-lidded glare, trying to nod his head towards Phan in some sort of "go along with it" gesture. But his stiff head just creaks, staring forward.
“G-GumnNN….” Cinny quivered jerking his arms side to side with a flustered stare at the ramfox, nodding back, sliiightly, in his posture collar as he growled and glared at the feline, curling his thick legs and smacking them against her plump ass! “RRNNGGM! MNNHI, Mnhi, T-thnk Mnhi Phny!”
Clearly this couple was EXCEPTIONAL at communicating, among other things. They could understand their gag-speak so completely, communicate with just the tiniest modicum of words. Honestly, she was impressed. Her eyes went wide as she stumbled forwards, into Raikano's lap.
Just as his teeth bared and he tried to take advantage of the situation, Phantom regained herself... she landed, sitting, atop Rai-rai's lap. She was a nice, hefty weight on top of him, and she knelt to straddle him as she fell.
And, just before he could use this to his advantage - which he almost certainly would - she managed to lean back, and the cable tugged him backwards so that his nice head was flush against the padding. Phew.
Cinny's eyes widened with rage as he watched their feline’s captor’s dressed, endowed ass squash and grind all down over Master’s bulge and lap as she chatted in his face, wrenching his own straitjacket madly as the collar cable yanked him flush into the padding behind him. “GGRRNNFFUHHF HMMN~!”
"It sounds to me like you're not negotiating in good faith. All is fair. Certainly, when you're rubber-sealed and making desperate gasps for air and release, that shouldn't normally be admissible as corporate mergers. But... well, you've just got such a convincing little pup."
Phantom turns her eyes back towards Cinua, who was surely grinning in his gear.
"And it sounds to me like some, if not all, of what he did was a bit past the normal procedure, hmm? He's hard to control. I wonder if I'd have better luck... dont' you agree?"
"Cin is a convincing pup," the fox hums, hiding a toothy smirk. "But I don't think either of us could convince him to obey."
She left Rai-Rai ungagged... for now, but only because she knew how much fun it was going to be to gag him later.
Phantom turned her attention to Cinua, and she was very careful with what she was about to do. Careful in the sense that she'd fantasized about this for quite some time.
Frankly, she never thought she'd be doing it - not this soon - but she was actually taking off the muzzle, deactivating the locks... even removing his ball-gag. God, she was almost a hypocrite.
But then again, how else was she going to taunt him?
"So, Cinny... I've heard from Master now, and it sounds like you're... disposable. Either that or stupidly loyal..." she said, taking a seat next to him.
Cinny turned a jacketed shoulder away as Phantom leaned closer, only to find his muzzle loosened, the voice-locks opening, and his searing jaw deprived of that fat-fat ball-gag. He groaned out softly, saliva seeping from his black lips, contrasting with the tight white hood before snarling and gritting his teeth at the feline sitting just aside him. “Grrrnff…just as disposable as you’re going to be when we escape and stuff your feet in a bucket of cement, bitch….tsk. Stop toying with us Phantom! Master may use me to whatever ends he desires, and if that includes being a gimp-fucked martyr, so be it...” Cinny blushed, giving an affectionate wink at Rai-Rai with a glance away, then glaring back at the bewitching pale kitten.
"A-ah, no Cinny, we won't be pulling out the cement to display the gorgeous Phan in Rai Co's mermaid aquarium. Because she's very~ understanding and will be letting us free." Raiko's cable loosens, slowly, automatically, as Phantom slinks away.
Oh, those emerald eyes never stopped staring at Cinua as Phan stared at his face. It was good to see your victim's eyes. Hot, steamed, as if he'd been in a sauna for a few hours. Needy eyes and blushing frame, the remains of lipstick still visible on his cute face. Mmmm.
"ANY ends?" she said with a smirk. "EVEN being a little rubber-sealed plaything?"
Phantom pulled out a tight latex sheet from a nearby tray, and her smile turned sterner.
"You really do appreciate him. So cutely loyal. I wonder if you're even worthy to breathe the same air as Master..."
She loosened his own cable as well, and, assuming he'd lunge forward, she position himself behind him... stretching the latex over his face as he gasped. She pushed down with her knee and calf, ensuring that it was just oh-so-beautifully tight.
"You're certainly not worthy of MY air."
His hooded, sleek white ears flicked to their wicked captor’s purring words, snarling further at her smirk only to watch as she pulled out that tight, shiny black latex sheet, his eyes narrowing with a furious glare. “T-tchn…! You’re not going to be breathing anything when I crush your windpipe again between my thighs Phan-tah..?!” Cinny had lurched immediately as his collar cable loosened, the kitten swiftly slipping in behind his straitjacketed torso as his eyes widened. “Don’t YOU-UUUMNFFFPHK!! NNmmuNm!!” The assassin squealed, the sheet of latex yanked flush against his face, capturing his open, plump lips and gaping snout in a shocked, airless expression. As her leg dug into his backside, he was shoved deeper into the vacuum-tight sheet, gasping and working his lips in hopes of loosening the sheet from his face, his hooded floppy ears flicking and flattening with scrambling kicks of his booted footpaws, twisting his straitjacket side to side. “FFUUMMii, MMUHHFFRRRR!! GHNRRUMMGFFFIIII~!!! PHNYYYNTTM!!” Cinny screamed breathlessly into the sheet, his latex wrapped eyes wide and spasming behind it as his lungs began to burn, calling out for his precious owner to somehow possibly save him from Phantom’s ruthless grip on the latex sheet of oily black.
"Get a good look, Rai-Rai. This is what happens to anyone you send after me. I hope you like the way this face looks, it'll be a nice final memory of our little slut-pup."
Not waiting for any response, she took her sweet time. The assassin must have had extensive breath training, so she was in absolutely no rush with what she did. Bunching it up, pulling it even tighter, crushing against his face, she took the sheet in one hand so she could lean down behind him... crouch behind him, even caress him, taking his jacketed form up close so he could feel her warm body against his back.
"It's so cute. You value master more than you value oxygen."
She said it while going for a wink, and taking a photo with her one free hand. That selfie was going to be framed alongside her favorite gallery of sealed servants.
Cinny screamed further, his eyes crossing as he began to see spots in his vacuum dark gaze. “HHWWUiGNN…MNNFR…MmNFR, WHNI-WHNI…HmmlpGK…..GNK…BbMM…!”
"Phantom, PLEASE!" Raiko's voice cracks. His eyes well up with tears as he hops forward, the loose cable allowing him the leeway to cross the room, close enough that the ramfox struggles just half a foot in front of the struggling puppy, thrashing against the now-taut tug of the supporting cables. "You called my bluff, you win, you win, you win!" Raiko gasps, shaking his head "no" with twists of his straitjacketed chest. Phantom was too sly to be so easily manipulated. The realization made his chained tail curl between his legs. "It's my fault! I orchestrated everything! There's still time to reverse the merger. I can undo it all. You need me. And I need him..."
She kissed his cheek and whispered something into his ear.
"I wonder if I let you cum right now, if you'd be my cute little addict. Or how many sessions of this it would take to break you down. Tsk. That's for other test subjects."
She sloooowly started to release her grip on him, giving him barely enough air, slowly, methodically, occasionally tightening back up while she spoke to Raiko. She leaves another lipstick mark on Cinua's face as she releases the sheet.
Phantom even takes the time to fan herself. "Goodness. You make SUCH a convincing argument. And I admit, I might have gotten a little hot and bothered there. Something about watching his pup squirm-"
She taps his bulge. Hard, with an open palmed slap to punctuate her words.
"...gets me going. Same as you."
"We romantics know what we like, right? I mean, look at him~." Raiko purrs, nibbling his bottom lip as Phan leaves a possessive lipstick kiss on his puppy's cheek. Then he winces when her hand CLAPS against Cinua's bulge, making the rubber squeal out. All the same, whether by possession or voyeurism, a strange heat spreads across his cheeks beneath his mask."I think we'll have to discuss lending Cin to you, as part of your concessions~." He nods with his chest, casually swaying his hips side to side.
"I'm inclined towards you and your good attitude, Raiko. Maybe you won't have to stay too long in the MAX-SEC wing after all. When we're done with negotiations," Phantom said as a pair of guards entered with a hand-truck and a gurney, "This might be VERY profitable. You'll have to tell me more about this mermaid aquarium you mentioned. You and I are more alike than I'd have ever admitted."
The guards began to quite roughly manhandle both of the prisoners into their mobility units. Cinua got the hand-cart, one which had a series of 6 D-rings on it to hook up and criss-cross across his jacketed form. To make sure Raiko didnt' get too jealous, it also had a segufix-style pair of pads at the top to ensure he couldn't tilt his head too far. The squishy feeling of pads against the side of his head was purely for health and safety reasons, of course.
"You're right," Phan said as they grabbed Cinny, staring at him. He was a cute thing. "Plump ass. Cute lips. A sweet little mutt face. Wide hips and just a great girlish form. Really good stuff. I can see why, even when he's whimpering from abuse, he looks good. Really good."
"G-gosh, right, isn't Cinny just a catch?" Raiko cooed. Despite his jealousy, he throbbed again, awash in a river of conflicting emotions. "Sh-should be me tying him to the handcart though."
Raiko, in turn, got the gurney. It was quite comfortable in the "heavy rubber asylum" sort of way. Clearly made for big and small captives alike , it had a nice pillow allowing him the barest amount of vision forward as he was placed on top...
...and then, as if she was tucking him in, she grabbed a tight black sheet from the front and stretched it up to his neckline. The vac-seal quickly went to work, ensuring that "Master" was nice and stuck to the gurney.
"Now, now. I said negotiate," she said. "And while I am a softie at heart, and I love what you're saying, I am afraid I must press the advantage while I still have it."
“Y-you won’t have it for long, feline bitch!" Cinua cooed. The two of them were escorted from the holding cell , down a hall, taking a right, another hall... an elevator down.... Phanny takes her time ensuring Cinny gets a little gropage of his own. She takes her sweet time nuzzling, rubbing, grabbing the both of them as they walk, as if the guards muscular forms weren't enough.
"When we get free, your tail is…is…..ah….?” Cinua noticed the emblazoned sign for the entrance of the basement level, his eyes wide with fear and horror, glancing sideways at Master with a surging jerk and renewed thrashing in his straitjacket and cart-strapped frame, tight creaks filling the air!
The two words emblazoned on this level: ULTRAMAX & DISPOSAL
"Phan, I want you to think long and hard about this," Raiko said, sounding more terrified than stern as he twisted his shoulders left and right and bucked his hips into the squeaking vacsealed blanket, staring off to the side toward his handcarted puppy. "If you do this, when we escape -- and we will -- we will weld you in so many layers of rubber and steel, locked in a containment pod beneath my office rug, that you'll never be found again." Raiko tried to sit upright so he could see something that wasn't the ceiling, or Cin's hooded face!
Ignoring their cries, Phantom opens the door, leading to a medium-sized room. Along the walls were a few doors, presumably leading to other parts of the 'MAX-SEC' level... but the most fearsome thing of all were the a few hatches in the floor. Was that "Disposal?"
Phantom escorted both of them in, and she was just pleased as could be to see them terrified, squirming, aware that her strictness was more than just rules, it was delectable overkill for its own sake.
"Well you two, I've given it a decent amount of thought. And I think that I will take you up on the offer..."
Phantom nodded, and the guards unfastened Cinua... and held him CLOSE against their bodes so he could be geared up further.
"...of taking Cinua and using you as a nice little rubber plaything for a bit. You, Rai-Rai, are going to be an excellent little chew-toy for me; a nice way to relieve stress."
She traced his bulge with one finger.
Rolling his jacket-clad shoulders, the assassin gave a snarling glance to either guard as he was unfastened from the handcart, grunting and kicking and thrashing against their muscular frames. "D-don't you t-touch him, you lousy feline b-bitch..!"
Phantom turned towards Cinua. "But this little mutt is about to be permanently out of my hair.
I just need to decide if I stick him in one of these nice wall-cells to thrash and moan, or if I drop him into a silo... both SO tempting..."
"Actually, turn him over here. I want to give him a lot of lovely last looks..."
She knelt down, getting to Rai-Rai's level and kissed his stomach. She purred, gently moving her face further down, to his bulging, needy, still-nullified manhood.
"Won't be trapped like this for long," she said, rubbing over it with a squeak. "But I do wonder..."
Time to be a bit lewd. She earned it. She opened her mouth and extended her tongue and gave Raikano the most agonizingly hot long, salivary lick of his manhood.
The fox's lips parted, only for an unexpected sound to rumble free, rather than whatever he'd planned. "MMmmph!" He squeaked in surprise as Phantom's finger traced across his bulge, now throbbing for attention.
"I wonder if you're even capable of properly pleasing me. Cinny, on the other hand, well. No comment, aside from that he's got some outstanding thighs."
Cinua's eyes widened. He thrashed against the guard's strong grip, his sleeved arms squeaking taut as he stomped his booted, legging-clad footpaws, blushing bright at the sight of that long, teasing, hot lick along his nulged over, regal cock, the floppy eared canine clenching his own thick thighs about his twitching, locked bulge. "....Y-YOU....P-perverted....!"
"Oooh, you're JEALOUS, aren't you? You're such a beautiful, sweet little rubber slut," Phantom said, eyeing Cinny while still continuing her assault. She was rubbing Raikano's thighs now, stimulating his sensitive inner spots as she gently, daintily kissed his chastity.
"You're such a lewd little pup, you want me over there, sentencing you to eternal edging? Just as long as it would be my footpaw on top of your neediness."
She finishes her torment by grabbing and squeezing Rai's bulge one last time and leaning down to whisper something to him that poor Cinny didn't get to hear. "Tsk, don't worry, poor little Cinua isn't going to be chaste FOREVER. I'm going to milk him dry while he's watching what I get up to, training him to crave nothing more than to be humiliated and cucked."
"I-I can please you to your satisfaction, Miss Phantom... Please don't dispose of me!"
"Hearing you beg is just about the sweetest sound I've heard in my life. Only rivaled by the sounds Cinny makes."
Phantom strode away, standing up straight and moving over towards Cinua. She retracted the vac-seal and released several of the cables that had kept Raikano restrained, allowing him to sit up and see everything she was about to do.
"You REALLY know how to talk, Rai-Rai. Cinny here? He knows how to taunt, but not quite how to negotiate. He just knows how to threaten. But even once you're my nice rubber chew-toy, a squirmign object for me to de-stress with, I bet you'll still be QUITE the talker. Or at least the singer, assuming you're totally gagged; the sounds you make, as I said, are so succulent. Speaking of..."
Phantom went over to Cinua. "Your time's up. Any last words, dear?"
Cinua straightened up, glancing back past her at his precious Master, thankful that at least he'd be saved from whatever dooming, damned fate Phantom was plotting for the secretary, before he lurched forward, pressing nose to nose with the feline and letting out a defiant growl. "You better not slip up Phantom...you better hope I never get free, because if I do, I will save Rai-Rai, and so help me no one will even be able to recognize you beneath the tons of rubber and metal I'll suffocate you in, and you'll spend the rest of your DAYS in living, layered hell...Ptthu~!" Cin spat at her, pattering saliva on her lips before he leaned back with an icy glare at her.
"Beautiful. Just beautiful," she said, putting her head in one hand for a moment. "Absolute poetry."
Then she sprung to action.
Phantom grabbed Cinua by the chin. Hard. The kind of intense grab that screams, “mine,” that screams “I’m going to do things to you that you won’t like.”
The white hood and visor came off, temporarily, letting Phantom stroke Cinny’s sweating head.
And so the gagging began. First went her stockings; she’d worked up a bit of a sweat earlier, capturing and getting the two of them suited up. It felt only too appropriate to fill up his mouth with a nice memento of his defeat. Then, a nice wide strap to keep it all in.
"F-FUuaah?! Phaaauntaum you BI-IIIIiuMGUGGPHHH?!" Cinny squealed as those sweaty, smooth stockings were shoved past his floundering lips, the kitten's natural scent and taste smothering his tongue as he cringed with disgust.
Shoved in deep, that was quickly matched by a nice bright red ball-gag, designed for sustenance and more than anything to ‘satisfy’ an omega-level gagslut like Cinua.
Once his eyes were watering, she knew she was doing a good job, so she paused.
“I, like you, suffer from a bit of an oral fixation,” she said. “I love a good packed snout. Don’t you agree? You and I have different styles but, well…”
She leaned down as her guards brought her the rest. Down, down, further down until she was around his bulge. Mmm… yes, yes, just like his poor Master, she gummed and licked and kissed his massive null bulge. The lock symbol glowed, and her eyes glistened with delight.
"A-AAUu-GGUMNNUMmMGGGMM!! BBBMGHH!!" He swung and jerked his straitjacketed torso side to side, only for his backside to arch, those taunting, cunning and full feline lips smooching and pecking, licking and lapping at his own massive, glowing null-bulge, Cin's thighs quaking as his watering eyes flicked over towards Master's in sheer, flustered anxiousness.
“But, alas, you can’t QUITE satisfy me. At least not with your silly cock. Your snout though…”
She held it in one hand, as Cinua was clearly thrashing about now, trying to shake his head ‘no.’
The muzzle was exquisitely tight, strapped on and buckled and belted over his mouth and nose with just tiny plugs to keep him supplied in his nose, while also filling him up and tormenting him very nicely. A bit of advanced foam-gel filled in around to ensure no wasted space!
He wheezed through those tiny plugs for his nostrils, tears streaming down his sweat-matted, flushing cheeks as he stomped his suited footpaws down in a frenzy as she hysterically nodded back at him, his jaws on fire as foam-gel filled in each and every crevice that was possibly left vacant within his maw. "PHHnnbbGGHMM!! NNNM, WHnnI-whNNIIIIGGNM! NNNBBBM!!"
Phantom started to nod ‘yes, yes.’ She looked almost crazed, shivering as the first hood went on. This one had openings around his eyes, giving him plenty of expressive begging - despite the fact that it totally covered his snout and much of his face.
Then came the white hood; the one with the large visor in front, the one designed quite explicitly for long-term wear. Or, in Cinua’s case, rather indefinite wear.
This one had a new symbol appear on the side - stamped on by one of Phantom’s guards while the group had been distracted.
PERMA-PRISON-PUP. DO NOT REMOVE, it said in small text. Though of course any of Phantom’s guards could see augmented reality displays indicating that this prisoner was to NEVER be ungagged.
He couldn't see it, eyes harshly pressured and veiled behind the visor, but anyone outside of his doubly-hooded world could. That damning, objectifying, permanent-prisoner marking, Phantom's perma-prisoner, as Cinny SCREAMED out for Master. "WI-WHI...BBNM, MMnNRRR!! HMlpH...MMMng, MMM!!"
Phantom tapped a button, and a holographic image on the outside of the cell’s heavy door appeared. This one displayed Cinua’s “face”, though heavily gagged… with the upside being that it rendered it sans the visor, allowing everyone to get a GREAT visual of his eye-wateringly packed face beneath the hood. But of course, he was still gagged and layered up, even in the hologram - just enough to show his expression. The open, cramped silo yawned open like an abyss.
"Phan..." he found his lips moving, his ears twitching at Cin's agonizing, muffled pleas. "You can't!" Raiko was twisting suddenly in the gurney, as though he planned to wriggle up to his mutt and free him with straitjacketed shoulders. At the sight of the open silo, now Raiko was twisting in denial, shaking his posture-collared head 'no.'
“No silo? Tsk, a shame. There’s a silly fantasy I’ve ALWAYS had,” she says, “of entombing this little slut DEEP beneath my feet.” She kicks open a chute. It’s a long way down. And that’s before she fills it with cement.
“But then again, I can always do that to you when I get bored. Right now there’s a nice wall-unit for Cinny waiting. Isn’t that right? You’re excited?” she says, grabbing his now-hooded chin.
His eyes, visible through the clear perspex pane in front of him, were so cute when they were pathetically doomed. She nodded his head ‘yes’ twice and escorted him over to a small door - practically a hatch - in the wall.
“No reason not to go all the way, though. These little units are for the MAX-SEC prisoners who just can NOT be allowed back in public. Maybe they’re violent, maybe they have info on me. Or maybe I just need them broken, besieged, and beautifully encased. Except for you, well, I’ve no intention of letting you leave my steel grip.”
She marched him over towards the open door, and inside was a claustrophobic prison cell, just a few feet across but tall enough for him. Dangling chains and straps seemed to look like a gallows or spider’s web for him… a horrible fate indeed!
“Once I have you strapped up inside, I have a few therapeutic treatments to try out.
That includes a hellishly hot sauna setting, which is just particularly perfect for YOU, Cinny.
But for me… well, you’ll see in a bit. Let’s just make sure you’re properly PACKED for your new home. Almost done," she said, looking at Raiko.
There seemed more chains and straps than Cinua had anchoring points. And a sauna setting? Cin was already sweating bullets in rage and struggle under those layers. He was going to be marinating in his own sweat.
"Please, Miss Phan, go easy on him." Raiko gasped. "L-leave some room to increase his torment, if he misbehaves..."
“Some room to get things even worse, eh? I like the way you think. I’ll dedicate quite a lot of time to figuring out how to slowly but surely make things spicy for him. I’d hate for the little perma-prison-pup to get bored. There’s enough hypnotic equipment in there to lull him into a trance… when he’s not enduring the worst edging therapy of his miserable existence, that is.”
Phantom doesn’t mince words or even think about what she’s doing. She’s craved this getup for Cinua for too long.
The straitjacket came off, but it wasn’t a reprieve. It was just temporary, so that Phanny could get him suited up. The guards grabbed his arms, including one around his neck, while she got to work.
As their captor removed the straitjacket from his arms, the assassin blinked in surprise, attempting to immediately flail or assault her, only to find the guards swiftly at the ready, snatching his arms sill as another wound about his neck to keep him entirely stiff above the hips!
"N-NNGN, NNGGHH!!!" He groaned, a pair of heavy ergonomic balls in each of his hands right after they removed the jacket. Then, over each hand, the classic dual-layer inflatable mitten. An extreme steel cuff around each one, bolted on and locked with no visible keyhole.
In no time at all, she hooked up a few tiny tubes and his fists were being encased by MirageCorp Rubber Cement. Squishy, tight, inescapable, crushingly tight and reactive. Cinua whimpered sharply, he couldn't even budge a single fraction of his mitted digits a centimeter. "G-GGNm, NMm!! NMM!!"
“Quick-drying too. Still flexible. Like slapping an inflated tire with 10% more give.” Actually, Rai-Rai, maybe you should feel it before I seal him up. Let’s come back to that idea, actually,” she said. “I wonder how long you’d fruitlessly stroke your mitts against your bulge before you went mad.”
Around his neck, an inflated collar. It SWELLED to a chin squashing size, squishing into every lower portion of his doubly hooded head and bulging cheeks. The assassin couldn't even tilt his head a mere degree from the pressure.
Phantom was drooling now. She wasn’t even hiding it. She CRAVED it. LOVED it. She was the sort of cruel sadist who just LOVED knowing that Cinny’s neck was tight, teasing his sensitive neck without QUITE choking him… well, maybe a tiny bit.
The extreme permanence of those mitts was accentuated when she locked them to the heavy D-rings around his waistline, which was in turn locked into an advanced and elaborate harness system. Nylon straps and steel bands and a corset. Just all of her favorites, and enough to let him flail a few inches without ANY luck.
They accentuated and ensared Cinua's curvacious and panicked puppy frame, forcing a quealing WHEEZE as that steel-ribbed corset was wound about his midsection, reducing it to a hip-accentuating hourglass. "H- HNni...HU..hnGGI...BM...NBM...NMM~...!!"
That’s when she started marching him into the cell, and started strapping him in. There were even new delights inside, like a single-leg sleeve, all covered in straps.
“Now those boots of yours are weighed down already; in a pinch I can mag-seal them to the ground. But just in case, I’m locking this 60 pound ball around your legs. It’s a nice little addition. You’ll see shortly.”
Ah, yes. The locking. She let her grunts do all the grunt work. She was busy sliding back to Rai-Rai already. His fate was sealed and she hadn’t even closed the door.
His ears were filled with a mantra as they locked and lashed him in place. It seemed like he’d be able to bounce around, but to what end? Barely enough to rattle the chains, to thrash, to moan, to plead, to squirm! The legbinder locked, the padlocks all over his suit, the d-rings - were those being welded together?!
Cinny SCREAMED, thrashing and jerking madly all about at the realization that every single piece of this crushing, encasing, objectifying gear and layer was being WELDED and sealed, rolling his shiny, fat mittens about in their dense metal wrist cuffs anchored to his hips. "NMMB, NMM-NNMMM, DNMTTTTT!!!!"
The jealousy and terror Raiko had felt for his pet dissolved the moment Phan turned back around to face him. The bright flashes of welding equipment sparkled around his captor's silhouette.
“Loosen the straps on Rai-Rai’s suit,” she said. “Before I seal things up, I want him the chance to nose his little secretary. Oh, but- “
"Nose my secretary?" Raiko asked, dazed, a cold chill shooting up his spine with every horrifying perma-puppy shriek. Was this really happening? "Nose wha-aaAAAAAAHHMMMPPHH!?!?"
Phantom fills Rai-Rai’s mouth back up, as she’d NEVER want to let him chew through any restraints! With that , she releases all of the restraints keeping him on the gurney and helps him up, though of course she doesn’t POSSIBLY release that straitjacket.
His heart beat wickedly as the taste of silicone filled his lips. He glanced over at Phantom as he was helped onto his feet, digging them into the floor to instead by helplessly pulled along. "W-WAAIIMMFF!! P-pweeeemff!" He shook his head by twisting his chest about, rolling his loosened shoulders in the futile hopes that a strap had been loosened more than intended!
“The poor thing’s got enough gear to make him go absolutely bonkers inside that cell. He’ll be howling and groaning and squirming for a bit, at least. Don’t you want to feel him?” She said. Go on. If you want you can even nuzzle him. Nose him. Who knows, maybe the presence of his cutesy Master will push him over the edge.”
Phantom grabbed him by the posture collar, hauling him up against his bulge. “Cute little prisoners…”
Raiko managed a final, stumbling retort before that grasp on his collar sent him tumbling to his knees, face-first against his own puppy pet's now-permanent glowing bulge. The scent of rubber -- and the lingering remnants of Cinny's lavender musk -- seeps into his sensitive nostrils. "Sn-snRRRK!" An uncouth shiver ran through him from head to tail.
"FNNY! HAAWLP!" He squealed out around his bulbous gag, swaying his chest about to nuzzle the heat of his twitching nulge, circling it at first, before squishing in firmly enough for the taut rubber to cake around his snout. "SnrrMMFF...~" Another snort rang out, and the vixen's eyes roll back, dutifully flicking his locked-up manhood with his snout.
With each squishing and creaking nuzzle of Master's gagged snout against Cinny's glowing, locked nulge, the secretary's visor-clad eyes rolled further cross and together, his head constantly jerking side to side against the swelling, immobilizong inflated collar as his toes clenched within the legsleeve's boot, humping and bucking and swinging forward more and more, those full, hooded and gag-stuffed lips french-kissing all against Cinny's locked nulge. "H-HNm, HMM, MMNGGHI, MMmMMMMMnNNffFFRRRRRR~!!"
"Aaawwl hmMLLpph, FnnNNY~!" Raiko dove in deeper now, squishing his pursed ballgagged lips deep into that fat bulge with enough force that it squeaks out in complaint. "NNmmm...~!" He leaned forward and back, doing his best attempt to french kiss his pet's pent-up prick despite his stuffed mouth. "Mmmmpph...~! Geh awwwmmff frr mnnffrr!" Raiko cooed with the sultriest tone a ballgag allows, arching his straitjacketed back. Drool drips off his chin as Raiko slavers, smearing the spit all across the glowing nulge until it's glossy and polished, only to be rubbed back on the fox's dutiful, nulge-nuzzling snout. "SnNmmf~!"
Cinny gave a sudden, seizing thrash of his band-locked and strapped arms and a creaking bounce of elation, momentarily forgetting the tension of their situation and the awaiting doom Phantom plotted for the perma-prison-pup, as just from the squishing, affectionate worshipping of his owner's gagged snout to his nulge, was enough to bring Rai-Rai's puppy pet to his sensitive edge and over, buckling as his nulge convulsed and exploded within, his heat glowing like the lock directly against Rai-Rai's hooded face. "WHI-WHnIIIIII~!!!!! MMMmNGGMM~!!"
"GMMmmfff bimmff...~" Raiko cooed around his gag, worshiping, savoring his lover's knot as it blows, the heat radiating through the taut, glowing rubber, clinging to his masked cheeks with a pleasant heat. There the vixen dives in, his eyes and snout and chin buried deep into the post-climax warmth, savoring what very well may be the last time he'll ever have the opportunity to bring his pet to climax.
Phantom just couldn't help herself any longer.
"I just can't believe it. Actually, I can."
She leaned in forward, into the cell as the guards filed out. She grabbed her pup and kissed him, first on the heavily gagged snout.
"Sweet little mutt."
And then she leaned down, and while she did so, she leaned forward - and like a ballet dancer used on leg to shove Rai-Rai out of the way. Not a kick, per se, more a "you're no longer needed here."
And she leaned down, seeing the lock seemingly having no effect. The titanic, earth-shattering orgasm putting the lewd little rubber slut over the edge.
"Sweet little thing," she said, leaving one tiny kiss on his bulge. Already, it was reconfiguring, the lock symbol disappearing... but replaced with a ♾️ symbol.
"You're going to be the PERFECT slut. Too bad I don't plan to let you out."
She was in a lewd haze. As she left the door, she grabby Rai-Rai,forcing him to watch.
"FWINNY! AHH wummvv 'oo! AHM GNNA GEMPH 'OO OUMMFF! Ah pwamiimff!!!" Raiko squealed on deaf ears as the hatch began to close. He tried to avert his gaze, but Phantom kept him staring forward. But then as the second hatch came into view, Raiko's tail curled between his legs. Each BOLT made his ears click. His heart dropped.
First, the hatch closed. A large glass opening allowed the viewer to see inside, of course, but that was before a second, much heavier glass hatch slid over. A few bolts locked in place as the 1.5-inch-thick glass barrier seemed to solidify. The two layers were practically welding in place!
"Ooooh. Watch. Here's my favorite part," she said. She was lying. EVERYTHING was her favorite part.
Cinua's mind was in a hazy mix of orgiastic bliss and confusion and shame and agony. It was almost meditative. To the point that he didn't realize it when stasis-gel started to slowly flood the tiny chamber.
Up and up it went, with a little buouyancy in his cute thick rear, and all that rubber of course , enough to make him float up and up. Good thing for all those chains. It was past his feet, his thighs, his knees. Perfect thing for all that weight, too.
Phantom's eyes were wide, cruel, predatory, hungry. She forced Raiko down for a moment. "Actually, I get to watch."
Forced him onto his back as she climbed on top and sat on his face, her thick thighs and plentiful rump smothering him, smushing him, compressing him, concealing him.
Everything went dark for the fox. Raiko squealed against Phantom's caking, crushing rear, gasping around his gag for air. What was happening to Cinny? He had to see! "GEEH AWWMMFF!" The ramfox bucked his hips, twisting his straitjacketed shoulders -- or trying to. His heels smacked against the floor as he held his breath until his lungs burned. Then he breathed deep. "SnnmmMMFF! FAWWWWMFF!!!" His bulge throbbed as his posture collar ensured he remained a perfect, stiff seat beneath Phantom's compressing, concealing thighs and derriere. "SNRRRRK!!" He gasped out again, thrashing his hips side to side, almost tantrum-like in comparison to the strength and leverage he'd need to actually escape.
All while she started the transmission, beaming all of it to Cinny.
Cinny stared in jealous, horrified anger, watching as Phantom's glossy dressed, wide hips subdued and smashed his Master's hooded, gagged face and jacketed frame beneath her cheeks to the floor. "N-nmMMM, WI-WIIiIIiiiIMMmnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnmmmmmMMMMM!!"
And as she did so... the symbol on his bulge was starting to glow again, and he could feel his refractory period ending, and feel himself already climbing, climbing, climging. Edged again. Not long now, and he'd be cumming whether he wanted to or not. All while watching himself get utterly completely cucked as Phantom enjoyed Master's cute, hooded face.
Phantom the great and terrible. Phantom, the horrible mistress sitting on his face. Phantom, the one who was rocking, riding, using the supposedly excellent and powerful and lethal Rai-Rai was just.... hers.
"YES," she shouted. "YES, YES, YES."
She moaned, groaned, burning, tugging, groaning, grinding, grinding, grinning. She dismounted, quivering, her legs shivering... god, yes, it was so fantastically evil.
"N-nuuuh!" Raiko moaned out, heavily muffled, into the dizzying, grinding, smothering heft, kicking for air.
Victory. Cruelty. Wrath. All of it flowed through her. She stared at Cinny as he twitched and twitched and twitched, having a cute tantrum - just like his Master - as she finally got to see Ciny sealed up.
She couldn't help herself either. She deactivated the locking bulge on Rai-Rai's little bulge and decided that she'd have her cake and eat it too. As it finally filled up, she let Rai-Rai fill her up too.
"FAAAWN!" The fox squealed out again, though perhaps even Phantom couldn't hear over the sound of the glass hatch bolts sinking deep.
Finally, using his sheathed cock for herself. Squeezing, moaning, groaning. She was more than a little abusive; after all, all his thick endless rubber padding had some sturdiness. So she took no pity, grabbing his manhood, squeezing, teasing, edging.
She used him so viciously as Cinny was horribly, horribly fated to go over the edge. Yes, yes, yes, YES. She could see it, feel the way he was PACKED, feel the way that his mobility was going down, down, down as the liquid went up, up, up.
"Mmmm...." she was at a loss for words for a moment.
"You two rubber sluts are so perfect. Good for a fuck, good to abuse. I'll be keeping the both of you, I think," she shouted. "I hope you're enjoying this. It's gonna be years before Cinny gets to cum to anything but his utter, complete, total humiliation... and utter immobilization."
Raiko could only imagine it: the horror on Cinny's face as the gel rose, as he thrashed against his harness. He was so so close, and there was nothing he could do but moan, kicking his feet up and down against the padded floor. His member sputtered fake, empty orgasms each time he was denied, and more and more it became harder to focus on Cinny, on anything that wasn't Phantom's touch.
She was practically shouting, taking herself over the edge again, legs quivering underneath her rubber captive. YES, she thought, YES she screamed as all those luscious, generous layers absolutely crushed Cinny like diamond.
Rai-Rai got the brunt of her physical punishment. She'd take a break from her intense, vigorous use; using him like a dolly, like less than a person, less than anything but a little toy to fill her up. Taking a break to dismount, to wiggle, to groan, the padded floor (was it always padded? Had she had the padding brought over?) as her mat. Giving Raikano just a few moments as she squirmed, enjoying her afterglow and shocks as she abused him, grabbing his throat, squeezing... teasing his cock again, shoving him over, plugging him with a vibrating egg to REALLY hammer home every nail
The fox panted like he'd run a marathon by the time she let up on him, his ass in the air, straitjacketed chest wriggling like a worm against the floor as the vibrating egg BZZT's the button of his prostate and sent edging, shocking pleasure shooting up his spine until his head tingled with denial. "FWAAANN! PWEEEMFF!" Raiko cried out, wagging his hips side to side as if trying to cool a burn, and yet the egg kept buzzing until the fox was quite literally humping and grinding the padded floor with his bare manhood. "REWEEMF 'EEEEe!!!!"
Phantom decided to finish off her little plaything with an evil twist of the knife.
Moaning, quivering, her entire body ablaze. She was so so SO delighted, so satisfied. For a bit, at least, as she was already planning on more torments for them both.
She dismounted, practically gurgling, twitching, moaning, drooling. And with that, in her moment of absolute triumph, seeing Cinua's doom and Rai-rai's submission, she whispered into his ear while finally forcing an orgasm out of him.
"I can't wait to break my new toys."