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On a peaceful, clear Thursday evening, Lex was relaxing comfortably in his humble abode. He kicked his feet up on the footrest as he lounged back on his sofa, enjoying himself after an exhaustive session at the gym and a refreshing shower, feeling wholly refreshed. He was also excited because he had been expecting a package to arrive that evening.

A sudden loud knock on Lex’s door, followed by a doorbell ringing, signified the arrival of that very package. Looking forward to receiving it, he got up off the sofa and headed for the door.

Lex opened up, and was slightly surprised to see a delivery man he didn’t recognize. While he usually received deliveries from a brown wolf, this time there was a white fox, slightly larger than him, holding his mail. Lex didn’t think much of it, though.

“Hello. How are you tonight?” Lex asked kindly.

“Oh, I’m, I’m doing just fine. Fine, thanks for asking,” the white fox replied. He seemed nervous for some reason. “I just need you to sign, a-and then I’ll be on my way.”

“Very well, then!” Lex said. The fox handed Lex a clipboard and pen, and Lex went to signing off on the delivery.

However, as Lex looked down and began writing out his name, the delivery man suddenly, quickly drew out a syringe. Before Lex could even react, the syringe was plowed violently into Lex’s neck.

“AHH!! WHAT THE HELL?!”

Lex roared in shock and pain, dropping the clipboard and pen. The white fox then shoved Lex back into the house and shut and locked the door. He punched Lex square in the face, knocking him onto the floor. As Lex looked up at his assailant, his noticed that his sight had blurred. He stumbled around trying to get back up, but felt as though his body was slowly refusing to respond.

“Wh- what did you do? Who are you?!” Lex shouted, or tried to shout. He wasn’t as loud or fierce as he intended to be, as if he had just woken from a long nap. Just as he finally got back up on his feet, he felt his legs collapse underneath him, sending him back onto the floor.

All this time, the attacker just stood there smiling evilly, as if aware of Lex’s increasingly weary state. He eventually spoke up. “Just relax, my friend. Shh, shh, just sleep,” he said.

Lex tried to get back up, but his arms weren’t moving. He was beginning to panic, realizing that he had been injected with some sort of tranquilizer or something! His sight blurred even further, and his eyelids fell closed against his will.

“Nngh, dnn …” He tried to protest, tried to do anything. But he was fading. His mind fell further and further, and within seconds, there was nothing.

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Lex’s world slowly returned to him in an aching haze. He could barely feel anything, but what he could feel was a sharp tinge of pain throughout many parts of his body.

When he could finally make out some loose form of his surroundings, he saw that he was in a dreary-looking room. Gray bricks made up the hard floor and beige ones made the walls. This was certainly not a place he was familiar with, and a far cry from his cozy home.

Lex suddenly felt his ankles being grabbed. He tried to lean up to look at them, only to find several disturbing discoveries. One was that his upper body had been bound with several thick, strong leather belts. Another was that the sensation at his feet was that of the “delivery man” grabbing hold of them, seemingly prepared to wrap another belt around his ankles.

“MMMPH!!” Lex cried out and kicked the assailant harshly, sending him on the hard floor on his back. Lex used his free legs to kick and shift himself away from this deranged man. The garbled, stifled nature of his cry also brought to Lex’s attention that another belt had been looped and fastened tightly around his muzzle, gagging him.

The bound captive could only delay his fate, however. Before Lex could get himself back up onto his feet, assailant quickly got up and rushed over to him and pushed him back down. In a bout of anger, he then proceeded to deliver a cruel punch straight to the side of Lex’s face.

“MMMNNN!!!” Lex could only moan loudly in pain through his gag. As he did for the many more times that the captor punched him, followed by several kicks to his chest. Lex curled over in pain, breathing heavily through his nose.

The captor then grabbed him by the fur on his chest. “We’ll be having no more of that, you hear? I’m going to secure your legs, and if you make one more attempt to resist me, you’ll regret it. Nod if you understand.”

Lex couldn’t fathom why this man would want to kidnap him and treat him so cruelly, but he was clearly at a massive disadvantage here. He slowly nodded, ashamed at himself for giving in.

His captor wasted no time in taking back out his belts and proceeding to restrain Lex’s legs. In that time, Lex looked at just how he had been tied up. A belt had been wrapped around his massive paws, affixing them together in a crossed position behind his back. Another belt was wound around his waist and wrists, securing his paws to his lower back. It was accompanied by one more belt that was secured around his lower chest and elbows, further restricting his strong arms and making sure that they couldn’t budge at all. He was given no room to struggle them, outside of wriggling his shoulders.

“Hmmn!” Lex gave out a small gasp of pain as another large belt was tightly fastened around his lower shins. His captor quickly looked up at him as if expecting more defiance, but Lex simply glared and held his body still. And so he moved up to wrap Lex’s upper legs together, just above the knees, the tug of the belt causing another weak grunt to escape the pained captive.

The abductor stood up when he was done, looking over to admire the handiwork on his large, mighty prisoner. He then spoke.

“You’re probably wondering why I’m doing all of this to you. Simply put, I need money. A lot of it. This dreary place you’re in, this isn’t much better than my own little apartment! So, I just needed to find some poor sap, kidnap them, and then take all their stuff to sell!”

Lex was furious at this. How dare someone just come into his life and do this to him?! “Yrrnnnmm!! Grrmmmnnn nnnnnnnmm!! Lnnnmmghmm!!!”

“Now, now, I understand you’re not happy about this, but it’s really nothing personal. You just happened to be the unlucky chosen one,” the captor assured. “Now if you’ll excuse me, there are some valuables at your place calling my name!” With that said, the evil kidnapper made his way to the door. Before shutting it, he said one last thing to Lex. “It should only take an hour or so. After that, I’ll be back here to … dispose of you. Can’t have any witnesses.” He shut the door, leaving Lex alone in his leather bondage.

The bound and gagged captive immediately got to struggling mightily against his bonds. In his anger and shock over what was happening to him, Lex had gone straight into forcefully pulling, twisting, and wrenching his body around to get himself free of the restraining belts. He rolled around and kicked his legs out, flopping onto his stomach when he thrust too hard and couldn’t catch himself with his arms wrapped up.

The captive’s massive tail was swishing and lashing back and forth in his distress, its momentum occasionally strong enough to push him around slightly. The muscles in his arms and legs bulged out as he strained as hard as he could to get them free. The belt buckles jingled as they were jostled around, and the strong cords sharply pinched him through his fur. And his furious, narrowed eyes glowed a bright blue in his unfiltered rage. All the while he was grunting sharply and aggressively through the belts mercilessly muzzling him.

“Ghmmm! Hrrnnn!! Mmmm mmmm nnrrgh MMMRRRPH!!!”

This ordeal went on for well over ten minutes, until he once again found himself collapsed on his side. This time, however, instead of getting back up, Lex just lay there, exhausted from his futile efforts. His nose moved rapidly as he tried to get precious breaths in with one of his airways cut off. This was all on top of the physical toll his body had taken from the beating, as the bruises on his face and chest showed.

Lex thought about the horrid situation he now found himself in. How embarrassing that a big, strong guy like him was rendered completely immobile and helpless from a few belts!

The bound and gagged creature inched himself over to the brick wall behind him, resting his back against it. He gave lighter but still mighty tugs on the belts binding his arms, but they still kept put.

“Mmmm …” Lex moaned in distress. He turned his head to the side, resting it on the wall as well. He knew that time was of the essence; soon his vile captor would return and probably kill him as he had hinted he would. But Lex needed to rest just for a couple minutes. He had worn himself out and was nearly out of breath. His eyelids rose and fell slowly, the room coming in and out of sight.

But then, as Lex’s head lay at an angle it hadn’t beforehand, he spotted it: a phone, hanging on the wall. It was wireless and on the smaller side, but still lay there, nestled into a wall-mounted charging station. Somehow, for all his planning, Lex’s captor had failed to account for that. Either he had no faith that Lex could use it while tied up and gagged, or he just forgot. Either way, Lex planned on taking full advantage of this possible lifeline. It was maybe his only way out of this mess!

He got onto his stomach and bend his bound legs, before pushing himself away from his spot on the wall and towards the phone. He repeated this motion, his powerful legs allowing him to make better time than most would in this situation. But that didn’t stop light, brief little grunts from seeping through his gag. Nor did it make sliding along a cold, hard brick floor any less uncomfortable.

But in short time, Lex got to the phone. Now came the second challenge: getting the phone off the hook. Lex put his back up against the wall, preparing to push himself upright to try and grab the phone that way. However, then he felt his large, bushy tail brush up against the phone, jostling it slightly. This gave him a better idea, and a slight hint of a smirk emerged from underneath the muzzling belt. Staying seated, the captive instead reached his tail up as high as it could go. He felt around for the phone with it, soon managing to tuck it in between the back of the phone and the wall. He tried to position himself to catch the phone with his body. Then, eyes intensely glued to the phone, he used his tail to dislodge it from its mount. It quickly fell to the floor, but thanks to Lex’s planning, it instead ended up landing on his thighs, a few inches above the belt securing them together.

Lex took a deep breath through the nose and let out a stifled sigh. He turned his bound body to let the phone slide gently off his furry legs and onto the floor next to him. He turned his back to the device and, looking over his shoulder, reached out to grab it in his belted-up paws.

Now, it was a matter of feeling around for the buttons without a proper view of them, dialing in 911, and …

… Oh no.

In all his excitement over the phone, Lex failed to realize that he would be unable to properly communicate over the phone while tightly muzzle-gagged. But how?! Would they know his location? Would they be able to figure out was happening to him? Anything?!!

“MMRRRRRRRRMMMMHHH!!!” Lex screamed out in agony over his sheer helplessness, all due to a few well-placed belts. He squirmed viciously in his bonds once more, squeezing the phone tightly in his hands in pure rage and fear.

After a minute, Lex finally started to settle down again. He had to come up with something. He breathed in and out slowly, tapping his fingers on the phone.

… Tapping …

… That’s it!

A fact that few people in Lex’s life knew was that he was fluent in Morse code. It had fascinated him as a youth and he had remembered it into adulthood. But never did he ever think it would end up potentially saving his life!

Taking another few seconds to fully collect himself, Lex thought through what he would say and how he would tap it out. He needed to get this right, make sure that those on the other end knew enough to come and save him.

Breathing deeply one more time, Lex felt around for the buttons once again, and dialed in 911. He hit the speaker button.

There was an answer almost immediately.

“911, what’s your emergency?” a female voice said.

This was it. Lex immediately put the phone down and began tapping loudly on the floor next to it. He tapped out a sequence that said “Please help. I’m kidnapped, bound, and gagged.” He repeated the sequence again.

Silence for several seconds ensued. Then the voice spoke again. “Sir or ma’am, are you speaking in Morse code?” At this, Lex rolled over to put his muzzled mouth to the phone, and let out a muffled “Mmm hmm!” He hoped that they took this as a yes.

He heard rustling on the other end, then the voice popped up. “Sir, we’ve just translated your code. Are you bound, gagged, and kidnapped?”

Trying to convey as much urgency and fear as he could muster (which was not difficult at all), Lex shouted “MMM HMM!! MMM HMM!! MMM HMM!!”

“Okay, sir, please just hold on and stay on the line. We’re tracking this phone’s location and will be there as soon as possible. Do you understand?” the female voice said. Lex, whose heart was pounding at the prospect of being rescued, issued another grunt of approval.

“Thank you. Police will be there shortly.”

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Lex sat there for what was probably a few minutes but felt like a few hours. He twitched and lightly shifted in his bonds, trying to control his limited breathing. Please hurry up, he thought. Please get me out of this. Out of here.

Thankfully, the captive didn’t have to wait any longer. He was snapped out of his impatience by something smashing into the door to the room he was being held in. This was followed by another smash, with this one busting the door wide open. Three officers suddenly rushed into the room, pointing their guns at any potential threat. They were quick to spot Lex, and one of them rushed over to him.

“It’s okay,” the officer said. “You’re safe now.”

Lex wanted nothing more to make the thanking of his life to these people. He saw the officer pull out a sharp knife. “Okay, buddy, just hold still. I’m gonna cut you out of those. It may take a few minutes.”

Lex simply nodded in response.

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A few days had passed since then. After the police freed Lex from his bonds and got him safely into a police car, he told them about everything he knew, including where his abductor was supposed to be. They had showed up to see the white fox rummaging through Lex’s belongings, and quickly took him down and arrested him.

Now, Lex was paying a visit to the jail where his would-be executioner was being held. He was being escorted down the halls containing many cells, filled with prisoners. He was stopped in front of one cell in particular. Inside it was the captor. Except he had apparently been extra difficult with the prison security, as he was currently chained to the wall by the wrists and had a bulky muzzle fastened around his head, serving as a gag. He saw Lex and narrowed his eyes to slits, growling fiercely into the muzzle.

Lex couldn’t help but give the widest grin he could remember giving. “Ha! Looks like you got a taste of your own medicine!”

“HMMMNNNPH!!!”
THE END

Description
a 2024 remake of this can be found here
www.deviantart.com/foxylex/art…

me in a tight spot with leather belts.

art and Lex belong to me

here is a story by

On a peaceful, clear Thursday evening, Lex was relaxing comfortably in his humble abode. He kicked his feet up on the footrest as he lounged back on his sofa, enjoying himself after an exhaustive session at the gym and a refreshing shower, feeling wholly refreshed. He was also excited because he had been expecting a package to arrive that evening.

A sudden loud knock on Lex’s door, followed by a doorbell ringing, signified the arrival of that very package. Looking forward to receiving it, he got up off the sofa and headed for the door.

Lex opened up, and was slightly surprised to see a delivery man he didn’t recognize. While he usually received deliveries from a brown wolf, this time there was a white fox, slightly larger than him, holding his mail. Lex didn’t think much of it, though.

“Hello. How are you tonight?” Lex asked kindly.

“Oh, I’m, I’m doing just fine. Fine, thanks for asking,” the white fox replied. He seemed nervous for some reason. “I just need you to sign, a-and then I’ll be on my way.”

“Very well, then!” Lex said. The fox handed Lex a clipboard and pen, and Lex went to signing off on the delivery.

However, as Lex looked down and began writing out his name, the delivery man suddenly, quickly drew out a syringe. Before Lex could even react, the syringe was plowed violently into Lex’s neck.

“AHH!! WHAT THE HELL?!”

Lex roared in shock and pain, dropping the clipboard and pen. The white fox then shoved Lex back into the house and shut and locked the door. He punched Lex square in the face, knocking him onto the floor. As Lex looked up at his assailant, his noticed that his sight had blurred. He stumbled around trying to get back up, but felt as though his body was slowly refusing to respond.

“Wh- what did you do? Who are you?!” Lex shouted, or tried to shout. He wasn’t as loud or fierce as he intended to be, as if he had just woken from a long nap. Just as he finally got back up on his feet, he felt his legs collapse underneath him, sending him back onto the floor.

All this time, the attacker just stood there smiling evilly, as if aware of Lex’s increasingly weary state. He eventually spoke up. “Just relax, my friend. Shh, shh, just sleep,” he said.

Lex tried to get back up, but his arms weren’t moving. He was beginning to panic, realizing that he had been injected with some sort of tranquilizer or something! His sight blurred even further, and his eyelids fell closed against his will.

“Nngh, dnn …” He tried to protest, tried to do anything. But he was fading. His mind fell further and further, and within seconds, there was nothing.

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Lex’s world slowly returned to him in an aching haze. He could barely feel anything, but what he could feel was a sharp tinge of pain throughout many parts of his body.

When he could finally make out some loose form of his surroundings, he saw that he was in a dreary-looking room. Gray bricks made up the hard floor and beige ones made the walls. This was certainly not a place he was familiar with, and a far cry from his cozy home.

Lex suddenly felt his ankles being grabbed. He tried to lean up to look at them, only to find several disturbing discoveries. One was that his upper body had been bound with several thick, strong leather belts. Another was that the sensation at his feet was that of the “delivery man” grabbing hold of them, seemingly prepared to wrap another belt around his ankles.

“MMMPH!!” Lex cried out and kicked the assailant harshly, sending him on the hard floor on his back. Lex used his free legs to kick and shift himself away from this deranged man. The garbled, stifled nature of his cry also brought to Lex’s attention that another belt had been looped and fastened tightly around his muzzle, gagging him.

The bound captive could only delay his fate, however. Before Lex could get himself back up onto his feet, assailant quickly got up and rushed over to him and pushed him back down. In a bout of anger, he then proceeded to deliver a cruel punch straight to the side of Lex’s face.

“MMMNNN!!!” Lex could only moan loudly in pain through his gag. As he did for the many more times that the captor punched him, followed by several kicks to his chest. Lex curled over in pain, breathing heavily through his nose.

The captor then grabbed him by the fur on his chest. “We’ll be having no more of that, you hear? I’m going to secure your legs, and if you make one more attempt to resist me, you’ll regret it. Nod if you understand.”

Lex couldn’t fathom why this man would want to kidnap him and treat him so cruelly, but he was clearly at a massive disadvantage here. He slowly nodded, ashamed at himself for giving in.

His captor wasted no time in taking back out his belts and proceeding to restrain Lex’s legs. In that time, Lex looked at just how he had been tied up. A belt had been wrapped around his massive paws, affixing them together in a crossed position behind his back. Another belt was wound around his waist and wrists, securing his paws to his lower back. It was accompanied by one more belt that was secured around his lower chest and elbows, further restricting his strong arms and making sure that they couldn’t budge at all. He was given no room to struggle them, outside of wriggling his shoulders.

“Hmmn!” Lex gave out a small gasp of pain as another large belt was tightly fastened around his lower shins. His captor quickly looked up at him as if expecting more defiance, but Lex simply glared and held his body still. And so he moved up to wrap Lex’s upper legs together, just above the knees, the tug of the belt causing another weak grunt to escape the pained captive.

The abductor stood up when he was done, looking over to admire the handiwork on his large, mighty prisoner. He then spoke.

“You’re probably wondering why I’m doing all of this to you. Simply put, I need money. A lot of it. This dreary place you’re in, this isn’t much better than my own little apartment! So, I just needed to find some poor sap, kidnap them, and then take all their stuff to sell!”

Lex was furious at this. How dare someone just come into his life and do this to him?! “Yrrnnnmm!! Grrmmmnnn nnnnnnnmm!! Lnnnmmghmm!!!”

“Now, now, I understand you’re not happy about this, but it’s really nothing personal. You just happened to be the unlucky chosen one,” the captor assured. “Now if you’ll excuse me, there are some valuables at your place calling my name!” With that said, the evil kidnapper made his way to the door. Before shutting it, he said one last thing to Lex. “It should only take an hour or so. After that, I’ll be back here to … dispose of you. Can’t have any witnesses.” He shut the door, leaving Lex alone in his leather bondage.

The bound and gagged captive immediately got to struggling mightily against his bonds. In his anger and shock over what was happening to him, Lex had gone straight into forcefully pulling, twisting, and wrenching his body around to get himself free of the restraining belts. He rolled around and kicked his legs out, flopping onto his stomach when he thrust too hard and couldn’t catch himself with his arms wrapped up.

The captive’s massive tail was swishing and lashing back and forth in his distress, its momentum occasionally strong enough to push him around slightly. The muscles in his arms and legs bulged out as he strained as hard as he could to get them free. The belt buckles jingled as they were jostled around, and the strong cords sharply pinched him through his fur. And his furious, narrowed eyes glowed a bright blue in his unfiltered rage. All the while he was grunting sharply and aggressively through the belts mercilessly muzzling him.

“Ghmmm! Hrrnnn!! Mmmm mmmm nnrrgh MMMRRRPH!!!”

This ordeal went on for well over ten minutes, until he once again found himself collapsed on his side. This time, however, instead of getting back up, Lex just lay there, exhausted from his futile efforts. His nose moved rapidly as he tried to get precious breaths in with one of his airways cut off. This was all on top of the physical toll his body had taken from the beating, as the bruises on his face and chest showed.

Lex thought about the horrid situation he now found himself in. How embarrassing that a big, strong guy like him was rendered completely immobile and helpless from a few belts!

The bound and gagged creature inched himself over to the brick wall behind him, resting his back against it. He gave lighter but still mighty tugs on the belts binding his arms, but they still kept put.

“Mmmm …” Lex moaned in distress. He turned his head to the side, resting it on the wall as well. He knew that time was of the essence; soon his vile captor would return and probably kill him as he had hinted he would. But Lex needed to rest just for a couple minutes. He had worn himself out and was nearly out of breath. His eyelids rose and fell slowly, the room coming in and out of sight.

But then, as Lex’s head lay at an angle it hadn’t beforehand, he spotted it: a phone, hanging on the wall. It was wireless and on the smaller side, but still lay there, nestled into a wall-mounted charging station. Somehow, for all his planning, Lex’s captor had failed to account for that. Either he had no faith that Lex could use it while tied up and gagged, or he just forgot. Either way, Lex planned on taking full advantage of this possible lifeline. It was maybe his only way out of this mess!

He got onto his stomach and bend his bound legs, before pushing himself away from his spot on the wall and towards the phone. He repeated this motion, his powerful legs allowing him to make better time than most would in this situation. But that didn’t stop light, brief little grunts from seeping through his gag. Nor did it make sliding along a cold, hard brick floor any less uncomfortable.

But in short time, Lex got to the phone. Now came the second challenge: getting the phone off the hook. Lex put his back up against the wall, preparing to push himself upright to try and grab the phone that way. However, then he felt his large, bushy tail brush up against the phone, jostling it slightly. This gave him a better idea, and a slight hint of a smirk emerged from underneath the muzzling belt. Staying seated, the captive instead reached his tail up as high as it could go. He felt around for the phone with it, soon managing to tuck it in between the back of the phone and the wall. He tried to position himself to catch the phone with his body. Then, eyes intensely glued to the phone, he used his tail to dislodge it from its mount. It quickly fell to the floor, but thanks to Lex’s planning, it instead ended up landing on his thighs, a few inches above the belt securing them together.

Lex took a deep breath through the nose and let out a stifled sigh. He turned his bound body to let the phone slide gently off his furry legs and onto the floor next to him. He turned his back to the device and, looking over his shoulder, reached out to grab it in his belted-up paws.

Now, it was a matter of feeling around for the buttons without a proper view of them, dialing in 911, and …

… Oh no.

In all his excitement over the phone, Lex failed to realize that he would be unable to properly communicate over the phone while tightly muzzle-gagged. But how?! Would they know his location? Would they be able to figure out was happening to him? Anything?!!

“MMRRRRRRRRMMMMHHH!!!” Lex screamed out in agony over his sheer helplessness, all due to a few well-placed belts. He squirmed viciously in his bonds once more, squeezing the phone tightly in his hands in pure rage and fear.

After a minute, Lex finally started to settle down again. He had to come up with something. He breathed in and out slowly, tapping his fingers on the phone.

… Tapping …

… That’s it!

A fact that few people in Lex’s life knew was that he was fluent in Morse code. It had fascinated him as a youth and he had remembered it into adulthood. But never did he ever think it would end up potentially saving his life!

Taking another few seconds to fully collect himself, Lex thought through what he would say and how he would tap it out. He needed to get this right, make sure that those on the other end knew enough to come and save him.

Breathing deeply one more time, Lex felt around for the buttons once again, and dialed in 911. He hit the speaker button.

There was an answer almost immediately.

“911, what’s your emergency?” a female voice said.

This was it. Lex immediately put the phone down and began tapping loudly on the floor next to it. He tapped out a sequence that said “Please help. I’m kidnapped, bound, and gagged.” He repeated the sequence again.

Silence for several seconds ensued. Then the voice spoke again. “Sir or ma’am, are you speaking in Morse code?” At this, Lex rolled over to put his muzzled mouth to the phone, and let out a muffled “Mmm hmm!” He hoped that they took this as a yes.

He heard rustling on the other end, then the voice popped up. “Sir, we’ve just translated your code. Are you bound, gagged, and kidnapped?”

Trying to convey as much urgency and fear as he could muster (which was not difficult at all), Lex shouted “MMM HMM!! MMM HMM!! MMM HMM!!”

“Okay, sir, please just hold on and stay on the line. We’re tracking this phone’s location and will be there as soon as possible. Do you understand?” the female voice said. Lex, whose heart was pounding at the prospect of being rescued, issued another grunt of approval.

“Thank you. Police will be there shortly.”

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Lex sat there for what was probably a few minutes but felt like a few hours. He twitched and lightly shifted in his bonds, trying to control his limited breathing. Please hurry up, he thought. Please get me out of this. Out of here.

Thankfully, the captive didn’t have to wait any longer. He was snapped out of his impatience by something smashing into the door to the room he was being held in. This was followed by another smash, with this one busting the door wide open. Three officers suddenly rushed into the room, pointing their guns at any potential threat. They were quick to spot Lex, and one of them rushed over to him.

“It’s okay,” the officer said. “You’re safe now.”

Lex wanted nothing more to make the thanking of his life to these people. He saw the officer pull out a sharp knife. “Okay, buddy, just hold still. I’m gonna cut you out of those. It may take a few minutes.”

Lex simply nodded in response.

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A few days had passed since then. After the police freed Lex from his bonds and got him safely into a police car, he told them about everything he knew, including where his abductor was supposed to be. They had showed up to see the white fox rummaging through Lex’s belongings, and quickly took him down and arrested him.

Now, Lex was paying a visit to the jail where his would-be executioner was being held. He was being escorted down the halls containing many cells, filled with prisoners. He was stopped in front of one cell in particular. Inside it was the captor. Except he had apparently been extra difficult with the prison security, as he was currently chained to the wall by the wrists and had a bulky muzzle fastened around his head, serving as a gag. He saw Lex and narrowed his eyes to slits, growling fiercely into the muzzle.

Lex couldn’t help but give the widest grin he could remember giving. “Ha! Looks like you got a taste of your own medicine!”

“HMMMNNNPH!!!”
THE END