Our dominating trainer shifted to explain mode. “A female dog may or may not experience pleasure from mating. They primarily act on instinct. However, they do have an equivalent to the female clitoris. It’s not as large, and it’s tucked well up inside her vagina. You’re lucky that Flufflepuss is small, and incredibly lucky that she responds to stimuli.”
My tongue and lips were drying in the air while she ‘splained female dog orgasms.
“Their pleasure ranges from absent to mild, Silvia. Flufflepuss seems to enjoy it however. Now get on your hands and knees and stick your tongue into her little, hairy cunt!”
“What?” My incredulous outburst earned my other cheek a hearty SMACK!
“You must stick it in deep and be sure to reach her sensitive tissues.” Connie pointed at the sheltie’s splayed haunches. “This is how I’ve trained her to stop barking and act more mildly. Because she sees you only as an expendable member of the pack, you must earn her obedience. It was the only way.” Connie raised her hand at me. “Now get down there and tongue fuck the beta until she whimpers!”
I had reached another crossroads where I was forced to submit to a demonic contract. To keep our home devoted to the alpha male, I now would have to serve as Flufflepuss’s oral slave.
EPILOGUE
“Do you want to play, Master?” My lower lip trembled. I held out his ball and tilted my head at the back door. Flufflepuss was probably sleeping on the front room couch. Kane lay in the doorway to my office. He gave me a bored gaze but stood up and stretched. The alpha husky took lazy steps up to me, ignoring the back door. “Shouldn’t you be working?” I interpreted his questioning eyes.
The day before, I had closed a difficult but extremely valuable deal to hire a top tier CTO away from one of the largest tech companies in the world. Basically, I refused to take no for an answer. I was fierce in negotiations, but I made sure the client and target communicated faithfully. I totally owned that job. I drank a little too much wine last night. An increasing sadness crashed my winning mood. Kane hadn’t fucked me in a week.
I understood while Flufflepuss was in heat, he would mate with her exclusively. She was already showing signs from Kane’s potent sperm. I had nothing in my womb except loneliness. Days after her fire had been put out, Kane came to me and made me suck him. I was grateful for his apparent affection, swallowing his super hot cum happily but without orgasming myself. The following day he took me in the ass. While we were knotted, I began masturbating. Flufflepuss ran up barking like a banshee! How dare I threaten her relationship with the alpha while his offspring grew in her womb!
I submissively stuck out my tongue, and she reconsidered. She gave a final, stuttering growl, as if laughing, and rolled onto her back.
While Kane pounded my slick anus, rocking my body. I did my best to steady my tongue and press it deep into the beta’s furry cunt.
“You are such a slut!” Connie had laughed when I first dropped to give Flufflepuss oral pleasure in exchange for a modicum of peace and quiet. That insult glowed in the beta’s eyes, as the alpha humped his meaty cock in and out of my ass. She accepted me pleasuring her nasty tasting, pregnant twat. She even whined as I drew something of an orgasm from it. Kane slowed, and I worried for a second. Looking into his eyes, I saw he was merely curious.
Kane surprised me by pulling out of my fuck hardened butt. He dismounted and nudged my face away from my mistress. He began licking her saliva dampened slit. Kane didn’t know he needed to stick his tongue deeper. He merely imitated what he thought I had been doing.
Flufflepuss responded with mewlings like a cat. They were in love.
The alpha lost all interest in my three cunts, after that day.
I buried myself in work. I was so successful, I would be able to retire wealthy, before I turned forty, in a country home with room for dozens of the pack’s pups. Now I felt I had deserved a break, and I had fetched the master’s ball. Perhaps he would play with me, I hoped.
Kane bit the ball in my hand and took it to my office. He placed it on the chair. I took my seat as indicated and began sobbing. The alpha lay down in the doorway, confident of his rule.
I hadn’t contacted Connie since my ultimate submission to Flufflepuss. I emailed, begging her to save me from abandonment.
“I’ll be in touch.”
She didn’t email again for several miserable weeks. Flufflepuss’s litter was almost due. I grew so desperate, I attempted to meet men through a private matchmaking service. None of the wealthy, powerful men whom the matchmaker deemed worthy of me, gave my heart the slightest flutter. I quit the service and began masturbating to porn showing dogs enslaving women. I came a few times, remembering how Kane had mastered me. That well ran dry quickly as my brain bored of the trite tales and faked dominance.
Living without standing, alongside a handsome husky and a snippy sheltie, tore at my heart with loneliness. I wanted their love, but I deserved none. All I could do was beg.
I crawled to Kane while he was resting in the front room. Flufflepuss was outside doing her business, which took a while considering the size of her belly. “Please, Master, let me relieve you.” He hadn’t had sex in days. I dared to take his fur sheath into my hands and gently stroke it. “I’ll take your cum wherever you prefer, my dear alpha.”
He turned cold eyes to me, but I persisted. “You need to cum, don’t you? Wouldn’t you like a nice cunt to take it all? I promise to hold precious every drop.” I stroked faster, gripping a little harder. “I’ll take your cum. H-here, let me suck you.” I bent my lips to the tip of his sheath and licked the hole.
“Woof.” The master disapproved with a low bark. I don’t think he disliked what I was doing. He simply didn’t want me anymore.
Heartache sent me into a panic. “No, please let me! I’ill make it good for you!” I sucked in as much of his sheath as I could. I forced the tip of my tongue into it, hoping to show him the pleasure I wished to give. “Give me your cum, Master! I need to know that you care even that much.” Words muted by my fervent desire for appreciation. I sucked and licked his sheath madly!
“WAAWGGHHH!” Kane woofed and bit my hair. He launched himself upwards, ripping out strands by the roots. His spit soaked sheath escaped my clenching lips, and I howled! “AAAAA!!”
He strode to the back door and scratched. He wanted to show his true love that he had defeated the vixen who conspired to weaken them.
I crawled after him. “PLEASE! I JUST WANT TO HELP YOU WITH YOUR CUM!!” I begged. “She doesn’t need it. I’ll never separate you again. I promise. I’ll get by on anything. Just don’t abandon me.”
His lip curled into a silent snarl. “Open the fucking door, Bitch.”
After releasing him outside, I crawled to my office and climbed into my chair. A trail of tears told of my desolate journey. There was an email.
“Come to 5557 Constitution Ave. at 3:30pm on Monday.” Connie had written.