Kinktober #8

This is an original story.

Peril / Suspension

Something outside woke Alvin up.
The sheep boy picked up his glasses from the nightstand and put them on, looking outside the window. He only saw the shadows of his friends and peers in the darkness, but they were running in all directions all over the pen. They never ran far however as the shadows of large creatures with pointy ears and tails fell upon them as savage beasts, dragging their prey away into the darkness.

Alvin had to wipe his glasses before he could believe what he saw.,. Wolf girls were in the pen!
He was in peril now. If he didn't do something they were going to tie him up and drag him into the forest, just like they did to his friends!
Alvin couldn't run from them or fight them... he locked the door and barricaded it with a chair and a sofa and anything else he finds.
He saw the handle of the door pulled from the other side. Alvin backed away.
BAM!
Oh god! They were trying to ram the door in!
BAM!
The door was already cracking by the hinges from the wolf girls' **** on it. They really were coming for him!
He crawled under the bed.
CRASH!
He could see the pair of paws belonging to the wolf girls enter his room. They trashed his place, turning the entire place upside down trying to find him.
And they were going to find him... they were going to catch him. He knew it was only a matter of time.
Alvin searched the foot locker under his bed for anything he could use... as a weapon or as a distraction... anything at all that could help him evade capture. He found something furry and fuzzy... his ears perked as he recalled what it was.

Soon enough his arm was grabbed by the paw-like hands of one of the wolves skulking around his house, "Aha! Gotcha!"
Alvin was yanked out of the bed by the wolf girl, and found himself surrounded by three other girls holding ropes and burlap sacks.
But they didn't jump on him. They just stared at him with jaws dropped.
Alvin had dressed himself in wolf-pelt, a costume he had used for halloween two years ago. It was too realistic however and caused havoc in the pen when the sheep mistook him for an actual wolf, so he had to stow it away early. Now it had become his one hail mary out of this **** situation.
He had a red cap with gray wolf-ears perking out from it, and a black leather jacket.

"Oh ho ho! What have we here?" One of the wolf girls moved close to Alvin and ran her claw against his chest, earning her a shudder from him, "didn't expect to run into another wolf on our little raid, much less a cutie such as you."
"I, uh... Thanks, you ah, look nice yourself." That wasn't a lie. The wolf girls were generally taller than any sheep boy; curvy, athletic and carried themselves with confidence. But that just made them more intimidating somehow, as if they had found every possible way to dominate anyone with whom they were present.

Another wolf girl pulled her friend away from Alvin by the shoulder, "Stay down, Daisy! You're making him uncomfortable. Sorry about that. She gets... way too forward. Not that she doesn't have a point. Wanna come back to our place? We were just wrapping this little expedition up here."
"I uh..." Alvin scratched the back of his head. If he said no, that would be it. He'd have survived the wolves. He'd be the one left behind, who got to live in freedom and safety back at his own house in the pen.
But he'd never see his friends again.
"Of course, wouldn't dream of doing anything else!" Alvin heard himself say, followed by a nervous smile.

The wolf girls high fived each other, "Excellent, let's just gather up the sheep we caught and we'll get you some coffee back at our place."
Alvin nodded. He averted the dangers temporarily, but no one is in more peril than a sheep in wolf's clothing.

Alvin followed the wolves back to their den, a small rented house in the middle of the forest with a single room. A cooking area was located in the corner but there was nothing that could function as a table. In fact there were no chairs either, the only seats being the sofa that can be pulled out to become a bed and a pair of bean bags which two of the wolves were quick to leap at before anyone else got the chance.
The leader of the pack, took out a can of diet soda from the fridge and seated herself on the sofa next to Alvin, with her legs crossed.
After she was done locking the sheep boys in the basement, Daisy came into the room dusting off her paws. She seated herself next to Alvin wrapping her arm around him, her tail wagging excitedly.
"All locked up tightly for later! Now where were we?"
"Uhm... what exactly do you need them for? If you don't mind me asking?"
"Oh, come on! Don't tell me you've never caught yourself a little girl toy for those lonely nights?"
"Course he hasn't, Daisy. Just look at him, you don't think he could have any wolf girl he wanted any time?" Rose stroked his thigh and looked with hungry eyes into his eyes, the kind of predatory look from a wolf all his instincts told him to run and scream... But he had to temper himself.
He stood up, trying to look nonchalant, "Sorry, have to use the restroom ladies."
"Sure. In the hallway to the right."
"Thanks."
The wolves' ears drooped when Alvin had to go, but they didn't mind watching him leave.

Of course Alvin had no plans of actually going to the bathroom. Instead, after checking around if anyone was watching, he opened the basement door and snuck in. He would try and get his friends out of their predicament and safely back to the den. He turned the lights on. A single clear lightbulb dangling from the ceiling lit up. There his friends were, tied and gagged inside a cage in the corner.

"Mmmhmmph!"
"Ssssssshh... I'll get you out of here in no time, but you need to be quiet." Alvin hushed. The Cage was locked, but the keys were hanging above a counter on a wall. Alvin picked the keys up and tried to fit them one after another into the lock.

Click!
The door swung open and Alvin entered, starting to undo the bindings of his friends.
"HMMM HMMPHMHMMMM!!"
"I told you, be quiet. Just give me two seconds and..."

Slam!
Click!

Alvin slowly turned his head, a chill running through his spine. The wolves were there behind the now closed and locked door, one of whom was spinning the keyring around her finger.
"NO!!" Alvin's chest compressed all of a sudden.. in spite of everything he ended up caught! "H.how..? When...? Why...?"
"Oh come on, did you really think we couldn't tell a real wolf from a phoney?"
"Hahaha! You should have seen the look on your face!"
"We only pretended to be fooled cause we didn't have enough rope to tie you up!"
"H-hey! It's not my fault! In this kind of story the underdog is always rewarded for taking big risks!"
"Tsk... Really now, there is no need to resort to fourth wall breaking. Think of the readers' willing suspension of disbelief!"
"Screw the willing suspension of disbelief! I'm trapped in a cage! And you know what? Screw the readers too! And screw..."