John simply felt a whole mix of feelings upon hearing that, between wanting to service that wolf to outright fear of being someone's pet. Standing at this height just felt really weird too, but John pushed those feelings aside with sheer force of will and decided to make a run for his car. He located his keys and wallet, holding them in one paw and abandoned his clothes as he wouldn't need them anymore.
Unbeknownst to him, while his back was turned, rummaging through his belongings the wolf from the other night had padded up behind him quietly. "Well, well, what have we got here?" The big wolf said, startling John, causing him to spin around, locking eyes with the wolf's sheath and then looking up in relief as he recognized who it was. "Hey, it's me, John.. wha.. wait.. stop!"
He whined as the wolf abruptly grabbed the squirmy fox, locking a collar around his neck and leashing him, looking on with a momentary sadness. "That's too bad John. I was looking forward to introducing you to my pack but perhaps this is a fitting punishment for not waiting." John yelped out "But.. it's not like that, I.. I thought it was .. " but before he could finish the wolf barked out "Silence! pets aren't allowed to speak unless spoken to, and from now on you will do everything I tell you to, otherwise you'll be punished! Do I make myself clear fox?"
With a whimper John nodded but was slapped hard on the muzzle "Stop that, I said be quiet but since you're having a hard time understanding that i'll just have to train you myself." He pointed to his now erect member; a quick glance around the room also confirmed that the door was locked now. There would be no leaving until he pleasured this wolf. He quietly and obediently got to work, taking the wolf's huge cock into his slender vulpine muzzle, working it inch by inch. He also felt two huge paws grip the back of his head as the towering wolf held him in place.
John...