PART II

He awoke the next morning, strapped to a wheel chair! And a very special wheel chair it was. His arms were strapped to the armrests, which were hinged to allow his arms to be spread outward. The wheel chair also had a split seat in that it was not solid from front to back, but rather was open between his legs, sort of like a padded toilet seat. His legs were spread open into a "V". He was completely naked, and totally helpless. "Good morning!", she said. The redhead was dressed in what looked like a lab coat, though it was cut low exposing her ample breast which were being help in place by what appeared to be some sort of a fur bra lined. Her amazing red hear was in a low pony tail and pulled forward over one shoulder dangling over her breast, it's thick end floating down below her waist. "Its great to have you with us once again. You slept later and longer than we expected." "Where am I? Why are you doing this to me?", he asked. "Lover boy, we need someone like to you to attend to some of our needs. We have designed a few new fur garments, and we need a ""test pilot"" to ""fly them"" for us, and you will do the job nicely. Now just relax, your in the kitchen, and breakfast is going to be served to you.", she said. He looked around. He had been pushed up against that kitchen table, and this time those fox fur muffs hanging under the table cloth were all over his legs and crotch.

On the table was a large breakfast of ham and eggs, hot coffee, etc. There were two more women in the kitchen, the same ones that had helped the redhead tease him the night before. They also had their gorgeous long hair done in a low pony tail, draping forward over one shoulder. The dark haird woman's pony tail was so full and fluffy, he couldn't control his thoughts, thinking how soft it's luxusous volume might feel against his skin. The blonde's hair was completely straight and looked pure silk, so smooth to the touch. Try as he might, he couldn't controls his thoughts and felt himself starting to get aroused. "Here, let me serve you your coffee." the blonde said. "looks like you will be needing some help eating.....", she laughed. He was spoon fed the entire meal. Between mouth fulls, and every time he attempted to ask a question, one of the girls would kiss him on his mouth, making sure their pony tail draped over his shoulder and chest, dropping into his lap, holding the kiss, almost smothering him, until he got the idea to just eat and to say nothing. He became slightly afraid. He had never experienced anything even remotely like this before. From time to time, one of the girls would take a thick lock of their hair, reach down between his legs under the table and rub their hair and hidden fur muffs against his cock and balls. He could hardly swallow his food. The hair and fur teasing he was getting was making him extremely hard, and the girls would tease him all the more, rubbing new, colder furs combined with their hair against him. He tried to back up the chair and escape, but the wheels were locked in place. He squirmed around as best as he could, trying to avoid the sensation, but this only made the situation worse.

After he had been fed and cleaned up, he was then "invited" into the Den, the same room where the girls had teased him the night before. He was rolled in into the middle of the room, and the show began. "Well, lover boy, you certainly did a good job on those furs last night. We had to have them washed twice, just to get them clean. You certainly have a lot of "juice" in your system.", the smiling red head said. "And you are very cute. I can't stand to not kiss you from time to time, so be a good boy and give me plenty of tongue, OK? Lover Boy", the black haired girl said.

"Why are you doing this to me? I'd like to just leave now. I would like to just continue on my way. I'm sorry if I interrupted something that you had planned, but I really need to go...", he exclaimed. "Now don't be in such a rush. We have a nice, extra loong weekend planned for you, so you just simmer down and try to enjoy each of our talents. We need to practice them on someone, and you are just the guy for the job. Your nice hard cock will fit into our plans very well. Now, we want to introduce you to some of our finest fur products, so just enjoy the show. Think of this place as a very fine fur salon. Let your thoughts wander, pretend you are checking out the furs so you can purchase one for your girlfriend. Just relax. You are among friends.", the blonde said. "But I'll tell no one, just let me go........Please?", he stammered. "You're talking way too much. How can you possibly enjoy the show if you're constantly talking? And besides, it's rude to "keep working you mouth" while someone is trying to talk to you, trying to show you something new, so on with the gag girls. Lets help him to learn some manners", the red head said. The black haired girl stepped behind him, lowered a fox fur and leather gag over his mouth. She held the gag to his lips, leather side to his face and she said, "Now, are you going to be quiet, or do you want to wear this?" He said, "I'll be quiet...but please just let me go...". "OK...I can see that your going to be hard to handle, so you get the fur side this time.", said the black haired girl. She then flipped over the gag, fox fur side to his lips, and strapped the gag to his head. His nose and mouth were completely covered with a dark brown very long, soft fox fur. He held his lips tightly together. The girl reached around to his nose and pinched it shut. He was now forced to breath through his mouth, and with each breath more and more of the fox fur worked it's way deeper into his mouth. He became sexually aroused, his cock started to harden up again.

Each of the girls walked over to a wall and took a different type of full length fur coat from it's hook and put it on. They each took a brush and began to slowly and methodically brush out their pony tails until they looked soft and silky. In particular, the volume and fluffiness of the black haired girl's pony tail was mesmorizing. After the brusing, they again draping their pony tails forward over their shoulders, leeting them cascade down over their fur covered bodies. They walked back to the sitting prisoner and rolled him between a pair of large leather chairs, one on each side of him. A padded fur floor rug was placed directly in front of him, and the red head kneeled down on it, facing him. The blonde sat to his right, and the black haired girl to his left. The chairs were armless and were pushed up tightly against the wheel chair, so as to give the appearance of one long couch with three people sitting on it. His arms were spread out so as to appear to be holding the girls on each side of him.

"Honey," said the red head now kneeling in front of him, " I know that you are probably not going to understand, but we need to "fix a potential problem" before it gets out of hand. I need to tie a small leather strip around the base of your hard cock to keep it from spurting your love juices all over these nice soft coats and our hair. Would that be alright with you? Of course it would. You wouldn't want to ""mess up"" my precious new coat and beautifule pony tail." She tied the leather strip around his cock. This would prevent him from cumming into the furs and their hair, and asa side benefit he could not "lose his hard-on". It was torture time again. "This is Lynx fur," said the red head as she pulled her pony tail into the center of the coat between her breasts. "I am going to lean forward, you be a good boy, and feel the front of it mixed with my soft, silky pony with your cock and balls. Then we will introduce you to the collar, then the sleeves, and finally, you will be allowed to wear it, sort of have it draped over the front of you. I hope you like my Lynx!"

The soft feeling of the fur and her silken red hair caused him to harden up more than he had been since last night. The feel of the lynx fur and silky hair was incredibly soft and his balls were being tickled beyond belief. He squirmed in the wheel chair, unable to avoid the on rush of more and more fur and hair upon his naked body. He withered under the softness, his cock starting to leak small amounts of cum, which were wiped away by the continued motion of the fur and hair. He groaned, and one of the girls leaned over his face and pushed her long tongue through a slit in the gag and forced her tongue deeply into his mouth. His cock got even harder.

He began to leak, more steadily now, and this leaking made his cock ever more sensitive to the lynx fur and soft red hair. Suddenly, the entire coat was draped over his front, fur side down, completely covering him with the long soft fur. As the red head stood up, her pony tail slid from underneath the coat, dragging slowly agains his cock, and up his stomach and chest. From both sides, and underneath the covering of the lynx fur coat, the girls on each side grabbed their pony tails and started to slide their fur covered arms and hair onto his body, caressing him with their soft hair and the new cool furs they were wearing.

One coat was made of beaver fur, and the other from fox. The feel of the different types of furs combined with their hair was driving him crazy. He began to leak more and more, but he was prevented from cumming into the furs by that leather string on his cock base. He thrusted up and into each fur, trying to fuck them. The girls helped him by stroking his dick softly, by kissing his ears, by pumping his hot cock, by caressing his face, neck and chest with their hair. Each stroke or two the furs were changed, fox, then beaver, back to lynx, and so on until he could stand it no longer. The sexual pain building up in his balls from the amount of cum he was forced to keep made him even more horny. All he could think about was trying to "blast those furs" and the girls just keep on petting him. Finally, he screamed out in desire, and the girls stopped caressing and teasing him underneath the lynx coat, and he was allowed to rest under the lynx without any furring or hair caressing movements. "Do you like our furs and hair Sweetie?", the red head said. "These furs are the finest around, so soft and ""cumley" don't you think? And while you are under our control you will call us Mistress. Got that my friend? And YOU will be our sex slave, our prisoner of love." He groaned his answer, and was promptly tongue kissed again through the gag. The furs and long hair were everywhere. He could not escape them. The softness overcame him, and he fainted from the nervous, sex filled feeling he was having. When he awoke, the gag had been removed, but the lynx coat remained covering him. The Lynx coat was then removed, he was introduced to the beaver coat in much the same way as the lynx, and when he could stand it no longer, it was removed from him. He was allowed to rest for a few minutes, and then the fox coat was placed upon his lap and the furring and hair teasing started all over again until he passed out for the second time. He was never allowed to cum.

When he finally awoke he found that he had another "experiance" to test out. He was unstrapped from the wheel chair, and though weak, he was forced to walk down the hall and into another room. While the three girls threatened him with a cattle prod if he didn't obey, they made the sex slave put on a giant thick silver fox fur lined body hugging sack, so that his entire body, even his head was covered, smothered in the thick, soft fox fur lining of the sack and hood. They placed him onto a padded table. His ankles were strapped down and he was left kneeling with his arms outstretched. The torture table was "U" shaped in back. They loosened a flap in the rear of the fur suit to expose his but crack and hanging balls. His cock stood out, hard as a rock, buried in the thick fox fur, and now his balls could be played with. Before he knew it, he felt one of the Mistresses reach into the sack between his legs from the opening and wrap her soft hair around his erect cock. Soon the slave's balls were in the mouth of the fur mistresses. Her lips and tongue sent shivers through the slaves entire body. Every move he made forced his stiff cock to be carresed by her hair and drive deeper into the furs directly in front of him. The hair and fur tickled and tortured him beyond his wildest belief.

The mistresses were taking turns wrapping their hair around his dick, sucking, then furring the balls of the poor abused slave. When the furs got wet and warm, a fresh cold fur was wrapped around his balls, the amount of cum just kept building. The cock strap allowed only a little dribble of cum to escape which the furs in front of him immediately soaked up. There was no relief! He had hoped to be able to wet at least some of the fur in order to lessen the tickling. The furring, sucking and hair teasing continued. He was suffering greatly. His entire head was encased in a furry fox lined hood, so he couldn't hear or see the events happening around him. Every time he opened his mouth to moan, the furs inside the hood entered his lips and the furring sensation was intensified. The mistresses used fur collars, muffs, fox fur flings and their incredibly soft hair to torture the slave. The mistresses told him that they were ready to fuck him at any time, he was sure that he could not stand the feeling of warm pussy sucking his cock in without being able to cum, the strain on his balls would be intense. He knew he was in deep trouble. He could not hold a drop more of cum in his swollen testicles. "What could they do to him next?", he wondered...He was about to find out!

He was moved off the table and the fur sack was removed from him, laving hit naked. They strapped him to a wooden pole which held him upright. A fox fur lined hood was placed on his head and a straight jacket type harness that was lined with coyote fur was place on him and strapped loosely against his body. His legs were spread apart by a long stick tied between his ankles. His cock and balls were fully exposed. The redheaded mistresses stepped into his view, bent over and kissed his lips, then dropped to her knees, and slowly wound the full length of her silky red hair around his cock and slowly slipped his cock deeply into her mouth. She stroked him with her silk and worked him over with her tongue for about a minute. His cock became rock hard again. Then the blonde mistress stepped into his view and, as the first mistress finished her last strong suck on his cock, the new mistress slipped a thick fox fur lined sheath over his stiff dick. She took her silky hair and coiled it into a another fur bag, this one lined with Lynx and then dropped his balls into the bag of hair and fur. Draw strings were pulled until both cock and balls were loosely confined in each bag, but with no chance of exit. The mistress who had been sucking him, stood up slowly sliding, unwinding her hair from his cock as it was pulled from the bag. The blonde also moved back, her silk slowing sliding out fo the bag, caressing his balls softly as it was removed. A hollow tube connected to the end of the cock sheath would vacuum out any "mistakes" the slave made.

The mistresses had a number of electrodes ready to be attached to the fur harness of the sex slave. The poor sex slave did not know what the women were doing as they attached wires to small metal foil tabs protruding from the newly installed furs sacks covering his cock and balls. His feet were stuffed into beaver fur lined booties, which were snugly, but not to tightly, bound, and once again, electric wires were attached. More wires were then attached to his Arctic fox lined fur hood, and to the coyote lined straight jacket. Five different areas, five different furs, and five different furring sensations. The mistresses stepped back and checked their work, and it was perfect.

The black haired mistress, removed the band holding her pony tail, letting it fall loosely down her back. She grabbed a brush and started to brush her thigh lenth hair until it was completley free of any tangles. She then moved close to the slave and bent over forward, back brushing her hair over and over. With each stroke the volume and fluffiness of her mane continued to increase. As she completed each long stroke and her fluffy hair was released from the brush, she was close enought to the slave that it lightly brushed against his exposed thighs and legs. The sensation caused the slave's legs to tremble. With her hair completely brushed out and at it's fullest, soft volume, she sat down in front of him, her back to his legs. She fluffed her hair and let her lion's mane fall down her back, against his legs.

"We need to ask you some important questions. Answer them correctly or we will have to ask them a second time, and that's when you find out what having a really good fur and hair teasing can do for you. During your life, you will have many learning experiences where women are concerned, and you are about to find out that a woman who knows about getting the most out of her hair and a good fur will be taught to you, very slowly, very sexually, and very completely. You are about to experience the feel of static electric charged furs and hair, my sex slave. Enjoy!" They gave him a sample electrostatic shock to his cock furs. Immediately the fox furs inside the lining of the sheath stood straight out, furring every crevice of the slaves dick. The slave began began to tremble, the fox fur sending tickling sensations over every inch of his cock. It felt as if the furs were lapping up the wetness from his dick sucking. It also seemed as if the furs were diving into the opening at the end of his rigid cock. He withered in the sensations. As an added bonus, the static electricity in the cock sack, caused the black haired mistress's mane to grow further, soflty caressing his legs as the static electricty coursed through it.

"That was just a mild lovers dose, my love to let you know what a good elctro static charge feels like. We know that the sensation was most delightful, if not surprising, and this gets even more interesting when you try to cum, and you can't. You see my pet, we control the voltage, the length of time, and the location of each electro-furring." Buzzzz. His feet were instantly fur tortured, tickled until he begged for mercy, first one foot, then the other, the furs teasing between each toe. The slave screamed "Please, please, OK, OK,!. Let me down. I've got the message.!" "No one asked your opinion, well, at least not yet. We just wanted you to know how it felt. Take it easy, my pet. Relax and just answer the questions and you'll do fine. Just think of this experience as your "personal furring tuneup"."

The mistresses smiled at the poor slave. That static electricty lesson she had years ago in high school lab class was finally being put to some good uses. She had remembered that her hair had stood straight out when she passed her hand near to that static electricity generator. That really impressed her. She had tested it several times with some of her mother's fur collars and muffs, and the same result was observed. When she placed her hand into the muff she felt the effect of the static electricity and it impressed her that the fur had really tickled her hand intensely. She had held the collar to her breast and in five seconds her nipple was rock hard, and she had started "to get wet".

She could imagine what this would do to a man's cock and balls. The static electricity generator sure had the slave's attention. Wires inside the straightjacket caused the coyote fur to burrow into every crack in his body, furring him into a withering, gyrating slow dance. His cock and balls then received short mild, alternating shocks. The slave thrust his hips forward as his balls were furred, and then tried with all his might to withdraw his cock from the fox lined sheath which was next charged. The next burst of "electro-furring" occurred to his balls which would drive his cock back forward again and deeper into the fur sheath. Back and forth, in and out. Furring, furring, more electro-furring. All the while, the black haired mistress's fluffy mane continued to grow, caressing his legs, growing in size, creeping up, covering his exposed skin with it's softness. The more the slave moved, the more her soft hair caressed him. It didn't help that as he becaome more excited, she also began using her hands to help her hair caress him as well as pressing her head against his legs and the ball sack. He begged for relief. The sex slave was not allowed to cum. It was not his time, yet.... he still had to please the mistresses.

When he screamed the fox fur lined hood muffled it. The only fur device that had not been charged up until this time, was then switched on. Low voltage pulses, automatically coming, about every 2 seconds were then sent directly into the Arctic fur hood. Each charge lasted only a half of a second, and with each jolt the long soft Arctic fox fur dove into his eyes, mouth, ears, and nose........ tingling every surface the fur touched. As the slave attempted to shut his open mouth, from which he had emitted a moan, the white fox fur drenched his lips and tongue with long strands of statically charged wiggling fur. He jerked his head from side to side attempting to eject the furs from his orifices, but with each shake of his head, he exposed new cool dry fur to them, and once again the charged dry fur did it's job; standing straight out, reaching for his naked body.

The girls could just barely make out his eyes through the hood. He couldn't bite his tongue, for every burst of electro-shock sent large volumes of straight white Arctic fox fur directly into his mouth and filled the gap. The slave struggled to eject the furs from his mouth, but he could still utter an audible yes or no when questioned by the furring mistress. The rest of the women stood behind him, also wearing beautiful furs while the interrogator stood in front, wearing Sable fur gloves on her hands.

Whenever she thought the electro-furring was a little too weak, she would remove the fur sheath from his cock, take her silky hair and wrap it tighlty around him and grasp the tip of his cock in her fur gloved hand and then slowly softly twist the hair and Sable fur mix until the furs entered the hole in the end of the slaves cock, very softly driving the guard hairs down into the cum hole, twisting again, removing, driving again, until his cock was firmly erect. Then, with a smile, she would once again suck his cock deeply into her mouth, her tongue licking slowly, working the cock, wetting it, withdrawing her lips, and then quickly slipping the fox fur sheath back onto his dick. Shed' slowly move back, letting her hair unravel from his dick as it escaped the fur lined sheath.

A press of the button, and once again, the electro-furring cycle would begin until his cock had dried out. The slave lasted about 20 minutes when the ache in his cum filled balls could be tolerated by him no more. The women realized that he was experiencing the pain and they decided to let him find out what happened when he was allowed to cum into the furs. "Honey, you take a few minutes rest while I remove the leather cock strap. You are a very strong man. You lasted, without passing out, much longer than we expected.", she said. "We will now test to see just how good your self control really is. Without the cock ring installed you can cum whenever you wish. But, let me say that if you think a tongue licked, hair wrapped cock was tortured by the furs, can you imagine what is going to happen when you blow a big wad of cum into that cock sheath, really soaking it? Think about that for a moment." "Well, the wetter the better as far as electro-furring is concerned, so I would advise you not to cum into them. Have a nice time fucking the furs, but be advised that if you cum the furs will attack your wet cock worse than ever before.

Just relax and let us play with the controls while you enjoy the furring. Just remain cool and hold your cum for one of us to have. Please don't waste it on those silly furs, my lover boy." The power was sent to his balls alone. The black haired girls mane quickly grew with the static charge, encasing his legs. He writhed, the cum leaking more steadily into the cock sheath. Suddenly, the cock sheath was energized and the furs licked at his dick, drying up the wetness immediately. He tried not to fuck the sheath, but the furring of his balls combined with the soft black hair, forced him to leak even more until he could stand it no longer. The first blast of cum burst into the furs. The electrical connection was completed and the charged furs jumped into the wetness, absorbing it, torturing his erect cock with the strongest pulses he had ever felt. The black haired mistress sprung into action, caressing his legs with her mane, nuzzling his thighs with the back of her head. He thrust and thrust into the fur sheath, cumming more and more with each thrust, the furs torturing him more even more until he could cum no longer, the vacuum line sucking away the wetness. It took about 3 minutes for the furs to vacuum dry out and the process started all over again. Each time he came into them. The drying out process meant that more and more of the wet furs transferred direct electrical shock to his dick end, and he could not escape this "electrifying experience". The voltage was low, but the sensation was intense. As the furs dried out they continued to fur him again. Finally, the women had reduced the slave to a helpless blob, a weeping human mass, a mass pleading to be set free......... They stopped their fur and hair torture for the night. He was dragged back to his "guest room" and was tied to his bed. He would remain there for the rest of the night, undisturbed, resting for what was to come in the morning. While this was going on, the black haired mistresses remembered a hair and fur torture event that had happened a long time ago. She thought, "Maybe I should try it out on this slave........ just to see how well it works, in the morning..... ! I'll do it early, before the others get to him....."