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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM on SoFurry.

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Authors note: This is actually a combination story, it is a story in a day/hour, loosely based on a Reddit Confession and mixed in with another idea I had for a story a while back. I will be making use of Brenda again at some point for sure.

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Brenda yawned as she sat on the side of the road with her radar gun, waiting for the speeding traffic that would never come. The only reason she was even out here was because of the latest tiff with her chief, he knew damned well and good that everyone would be on the opposite side of their town for the festival. So, this little punishment was twofold, she would be as far away from the fun and festivities as possible, but there would also be nothing to keep her busy. The back road she was sent to monitor was barely even used by the townsfolk anymore either, a new and more convenient road had been constructed in recent years, one which did not have potholes or the dangers of wildlife jumping out in front of you from behind a tree.

That’s what she got for trying to run against him during his re-election as chief, he now just viewed her as a threat to his dominance. His win hadn’t been that well secured either, only a handful of votes difference and she would be the one telling him where to shove it. The silver haired and green-eyed Rottweiler, who often got mistaken for a slightly more curvy Doberman, grumbled as she tried to find something to pass the time. As expected, she had not so much as seen a living soul the entire morning. It was as if the entire town was at the festival, wildlife included, the only person not there was her.

That was until she heard the distant sound of a motor screaming toward her coming down the winding road, a German motor for that matter. Sure enough, no sooner was the silver BMW convertible coupe in sight, Brenda heard the thumping of the loud stereo system. She didn’t even need her radar gun to tell her the vehicle was doing well over the posted speed limit, though she did take a reading just to have it recorded. The large Rottweiler woman stepped out into the middle of the road and glared at the oncoming vehicle while waving it over to the side of the road. At first, it looked as if the driver wasn’t going to stop and was about to plough right through her. Only at the last second did the tires screech against the blacktop, with the vehicle coming to a stop mere inches from Brenda.

“Oh course…” the black and tan officer growled when she saw who was driving. She would recognize that spoiled and entitled sneer anywhere, it was her chiefs’ daughter. “License and registration” Brenda requested as politely as she could manage, but even before she got to the driver’s side door, she could smell the acrid stench of alcohol. This was just getting better by the moment, she knew the chief’s bitchy daughter wasn’t old enough to drink yet. Judging by the look in her eyes, she was more than likely over the legal limit too.

“Come on Brenda, you know who I am” the vixen almost slurred as she sneered up at the older woman. “Get out the way, I’m trying to get home before coach gets there so I can get railed!”

Brenda just raised her brow at that admission, so not only was the chief’s daughter doing over the speed limit while intoxicated, she was apparently also trying to get home to have premarital sex…with a married man, who also happened to be twice her age? The Rottweiler had a very hard time stopping herself from grinning at all this news, especially considering how involved the chief and his family were in the local church. “Well kiddo, I clocked you doing thirty over…” Brenda noted as she stared down at the intoxicated vixen.

“I did no such thing!” she tried to argue, though not very convincingly. All her outburst did was make her look and sound like a petulant child.

“You were doing eighty-five in a fifty-five zone…” Brenda began to growl again. But seeing as the uppity bitch was intent on arguing, she would collect as much evidence as she could, while she could. “Blow into this please” she next asked the young vixen, while holding out her handheld breathalyser.

“What’s that…trying to get me to suck your dick?” the inebriated bitch asked mockingly. “I know you got one, heard all the rumours about you from my dad” the young vixen said with a sneer up at the older black and tan canine officer.

“Yeah, well he’s just jealous I have bigger balls than him…now blow” Brenda glared down at the vixen with a threatening growl. At least the stupid bitch did what she was told and actually blew into the breathalyser. “Jeezus…how are you still standing?” Brenda mumbled to herself when she looked at the reading. The chief’s daughter was almost double the legal limit, but somehow, she only looked like she had a decent buzz going. For a vixen, Stephany Sweet sure could handle her alcohol damned well it seemed.

“I’m gonna tell him that you said that” Stephany retorted after having recovered her breath from having her blood alcohol levels tested. With that out the way, she leaned over and fished for her license and registration as officer Benoit had previously asked for, only to turn around and rudely shove her papers into the officer’s hands.

“Tell him what, exactly?” Brenda sighed as she looked over the information. “That you were doing thirty over the speed limit, while intoxicated at nearly double the legal limit. On top of that, your insurance has lapsed, and your plates are expired. Kid, you’re in a world of trouble” she finished off with a smug grin.

“Wait…what?” Stephany finally asked as the gravity of her situation started to dawn on her. She was used to her father taking care of all that stuff for her, but apparently, he hadn’t been. She knew how bad this would look for him come the next election year; he had already nearly lost once to the black and tan bitch standing before her. If news of this got out, it would all but torpedo his chances next time.

“Man, I can’t wait for the next elections…” Brenda began to laugh as she scribbled all the information down to keep a record of. “Say bye bye to all your privilege, slut” the Rottweiler mocked with a broad grin.

“No…you can’t…you musn’t…please…” Stephany began to beg and plead as seemingly genuine tears began to well up at the corners of her eyes. “I’ll do anything, just…don’t report this, I’m begging you!”

That caught Brenda by surprise, she had never seen the chief’s daughter beg or even seem sorry for that matter. It was a pity too, because Stephany Sweet was actually one fine piece of ass with her long, luscious raven black hair and her blue eyes. Being a stereotypical cheerleader as well, she had all the right curves to make the boys heads turn, as well as some of the girls, or so the rumours went. Ever since she had seen Stephany in her skimpy bikini at her eighteenth birthday party the year before, Brenda had had more than one lewd dream and fantasy about her. The fact Stephany was her boss’s daughter only made those fantasies all the hotter thanks to the whole ‘forbidden fruit’ aspect. “Anything?” Brenda eventually asked with growing interest and a telling wag of her short stub of a tail.

“Yes, anything” Stephany replied, as she seemed to gain more confidence at the prospect of possibly getting herself out of trouble finally.

“Step out of the vehicle and kneel on the ground” Brenda ordered, which the vixen did without complaint or resistance surprisingly. It seemed she wasn’t just tossing it out there, Stephany legitimately was willing to do anything to get out of trouble. Fuck, it was even better than her fantasies, she was still wearing her red, white and blue cheerleading outfit from performing at the festival even. Stephany’s perky young tits were nicely framed in the small snug top and Brenda didn’t see any sign of a bra beneath it either, along with the skimpy skirt that barely hid anything. The Rottweiler was sure she would get an eyeful of vixen ass if not for the annoying spandex shorts she was wearing beneath.

Stephany stared up at officer Benoit from her spot kneeling on the blacktop beside her silver BMW coupe, her big blue eyes were captivating and made her seem more innocent than she really was. Brenda had heard all the gossip about the young vixen, how she’d given oral to a few teachers in exchange for a passing grade. Both men and woman surprisingly, but even more surprisingly, she didn’t aim for a good grade, just enough to pass. Stephany didn’t strike Brenda as being a dim-witted bimbo however, she knew the vixen had opted for a believable grade so it wouldn’t raise any suspicion. But more than that, if the rumours about what went on at the cheerleading camps was to be believed, she was probably also a bit of a slut and just liked sex, despite her very religious upbringings.

“Suck it…” Brenda ordered next as she undid her belt and trousers to let them fall down about her toned black and tan thighs to reveal a rather thick tan furred sheath, along with a hefty set of black furred balls below. The look on Stephany’s face said it all, she had obviously heard the rumours about Brenda having a dick, but she had assumed it was just the usual gossip guys said about butch women. Brenda was known for having a fondness for women after all, so the young vixen just assumed the talk was figurative. But now she got to see firsthand that it was all true, even the part about the Rottweiler having bigger balls than her father.

“O…okay…” the cheerleading vixen replied as she stared openly at the larger women’s crotch. Her soft hands soon reached out and began to caress and explore the officer’s genitals with some uncertainty. Stephany couldn’t help but swallow hard, she had sucked dick before, even ridden a few, but what officer Benoit was sporting was easily the biggest she had encountered yet. Her fingers could barely wrap about the top of Brenda’s sheath, and she wasn’t even hard yet. Even her balls felt heavier than any others the vixen had had in her soft palm before, easily golf ball sized if not larger, but heavier too. Perhaps it was just her drunken state making her think so, but she couldn’t help but catch the officer’s enticing scent as well. It was vaguely masculine, sandalwood and old spice, but also something feminine as well, with floral hints. Her senses were both confused and delighted by the mixture of sights and smells she was being subjected to currently.

Brenda smirked as she stared down at the young woman openly fondling her sheath and balls in the middle of the country road. She looked like a kid at Christmas time as she unwrapped her gift, her beautiful blue eyes were wide with wonder while she watched the Rottweiler’s thick red cock begin to grow and swell. As defiant as Stephany usually was, Brenda was surprised by just how eagerly the vixen leaned in and sunk her hot little mouth down on the officer’s growing flesh before her. The rumours must have been true though; the vixen was definitely not new to sucking dick and also had some obvious experience at it too. She didn’t even pull off Brenda’s dick, even when it finally reached the full nine inches, Stephany remained with her nose buried into officer Benoit’s crotchfur. Fuck, she was good, almost good enough to make the Rottweilers toes curl inside her boots.

“Fucking hell, sucked a lot of dicks, have you?” the Rottweiler groaned and dared to reach down to brush her fingers through the vixen’s dark hair. Surprisingly, Stephany nodded in response to the question, even though it was rhetorical. “Rumour confirmed” Brenda thought with an internal smug laugh, the chief’s daughter was definitely a slut. Good, that would make the next part easier. “Alright, enough of that” Brenda huffed as she reluctantly pushed the vixen’s muzzle away and off her throbbing dick. “Turn around and bend over the hood of your car for me and lift your tail” officer Benoit ordered next.

Brenda frowned when Stephany didn’t complain or argue, if anything, the vixen actually seemed…excited. There was no resistance in how she got to her feet and turned around to bend over the hood of her car, nor was there any delay in how quickly she lifted her bushy tail either. It was almost as if she wanted this, perhaps even more so than Brenda herself. The Rottweiler paused for a brief moment, she couldn’t decide if she would have preferred this if Stephany wasn’t so eager or not, but at least she wouldn’t have to force the young woman into doing these illicit and lewd acts. The eager bitch even reached back and tugged her spandex shorts down about her thighs to reveal her lack of underwear, giving officer Benoit her first unhindered look at what a nice, snug barely legal pussy looked like. At any other time or place, the black and tan canine officer would have dropped to her knees and sunk her muzzle between those toned thighs to feast on such a pretty pink pussy. She just didn’t know how much time she had left with Stephany and wanted to make the most of it, so instead of her tongue parting those delicate pink vixen folds, her hard thick red cock did the honours instead.

Officer Benoit didn’t know why she was surprised to find that the vixen was already hot and slick with arousal, her thick cock sunk so smoothly into the tight sweltering confines of the cheerleader’s pussy with ease. Stephany for her part even ground back onto the Rottweiler’s thick cock stretching her out with a telling groan. God, this bitch was built to fuck, Brenda thought as she grabbed the vixen’s tail in her left hand to keep it lifted up out the way so she could watch her own cock sink in and pull out of her. After only less than a half dozen thrusts into the vixen slut, Stephany began to whimper and groan like a true whore for her, almost loud enough to block out the sound of an approaching vehicle.

Before she knew what was happening, an out of state Jeep with three young guys screamed past them. Of course, the young men saw what was happening and the two passengers leaned out the vehicle to hoot and holler obscenities at the pair of them fucking on the side of the road. Thankfully they didn’t stop though and within seconds the Jeep and the young men were out of earshot, probably thankful they never got pulled over and got a ticket for speeding perhaps. Stephany didn’t even seem to notice or realize they’d even had a brief audience; she was far to busy cumming hard around Brenda’s cock.

“Pathetic” Brenda snorted as she felt another wave of contractions gripping down around her dick. No wonder Stephany was such a slut, she came far too easily. That was fine by officer Benoit however, she wanted the young bitch to cum her brains out. In fact, perhaps she should see just what the cheerleading slut was willing to do and take. With her right hand, Brenda gripped and spread Stephany’s firm young buttocks before leaning forward a little and letting a long, slimy strand of her spittle drip down onto the vixen’s tiny pink pucker. When she started massaging it in and around the cheerleader’s rusty wagon wheel, the vixen didn’t react. At least not in a manner which suggested she didn’t like the attention there, if anything, she just moaned louder and ground back harder onto Brenda’s dick. Sure enough, when her thick tan furred thumb pressed firmly against Stephany’s backdoor, the bitch didn’t resist or cry out, she just huffed and groaned louder.

Well, that did it, Brenda had to take the chance. She had always wanted to fuck a cheerleader in the ass back when she was still in school, so there was no time like the present. Stephany groaned in protest when officer Benoit withdrew her thick cock from her needy and greedy little pussy, only to slap it down between the vixen’s pert buttocks. Even when the Rottweiler began to grind her heavy fat cock back and forth along the cleft of the vixen’s behind, Stephany still didn’t protest. The only sound she did make was when Brenda used her thumb to press down on the tip of her prick to make it catch in the small indent of the vixen’s asshole. Like a freight train with failed breaks, the rest of her thick cock soon followed as she stretched out and quickly filled the young woman’s back passage. The sound of painted nails scratching against the silver hood of the BMW coupe were like music to Brenda’s ears. Stephany was definitely feeling that cock in her ass now, but she wasn’t fighting it still, she was just accepting it and trying to adjust to it. The black and tan canine officer could feel the vixen’s tail hole flutter and clench in rapid succession as she alternated between wanting more and wanting it to stop. Brenda didn’t care however, she just pressed her hips forward again, until her knot was slightly spreading the vixen’s rump cheeks and pressed right against her stretched asshole.

This was more like it, Stephany wasn’t quite enjoying this, but she wasn’t stopping Brenda either. It was just the right amount of resistance and reluctance to make the Rottweiler really enjoy burying her bone in someone, at least this time she didn’t have to chase them down and wrestle them to the ground before slapping the cuffs on them though. But that coyote bitch had it coming, her ass was just ripe for some punishment. Brenda could still hear her whimpering and growling from the backseat every time her cruiser went over a bump and reminded the coyote prisoner of how thoroughly her ass had just been fucked by the bigger Rottweiler officer.

“Good girl” Brenda cooed softly down to Stephany as she stirred her hips back and forth to gently work that tight little vixen asshole open. She knew it probably wouldn’t be a good idea to knot the chief’s daughter on the side of the road though, as much as she might want to. But the idea was fun to think about, especially with how the cheerleader was groaning and moaning every time Brenda threatened to force her pucker wide enough to take her knot. She wasn’t really that cruel, however, but she was cruel enough to lean over the vixen’s back and slip a hand down between her thighs to toy with Stephany’s clit.

“Fuck…oh fuck…” she heard Stephany begin to almost pant as Brenda rather skilfully manipulated her pleasure pearl. She’d converted enough women into enjoying taking it up the ass in her many years on the dating scene, so Stephany Sweet would be no different. The Rottweiler deftly defeated the vixen’s inhibitions, she could read Stephany so well and in no time at all, she brought the slutty vulpine to another intense climax. The way the cheerleader’s ears lay flat and how brightly her cheeks flushed, it was obvious she had never cum this way before, or perhaps even knew it was possible. Good, Brenda though, she had definitely made an impression on the young woman she wouldn’t soon forget.

Brenda kept it up until she heard Stephany’s weak pleas for mercy, barely audible between all that moaning and groaning she was doing. The fingers between her thighs never ceased teasing the vixen’s clit while the thick Rottweiler cock continued to stretch and fill her sensitive little pink asshole. Stephany was too weak to resist any longer, she was defeated and now completely at Brenda’s mercy, even more so than before.

With her victory all but secured, officer Benoit began to pick up the pace and really fuck the vixen’s pert behind. The slightly pained moans and whimpers from her chief’s daughter just made it all the sweeter, the only thing better would have been getting to knot the bitch, but Brenda would take what she could get. With a low growl, the Rottweiler ground her hips against the pert rust-coloured furred buttocks before her as she emptied her pent up balls deep into her boss’s daughters behind. As she thought about it, this was probably a worthwhile trade for not getting to attend the festival, one she would happily make again in a heartbeat.

“I’ll let you off with a verbal warning this time” Brenda huffed as she withdrew her slowly softening cock from under Stephany’s still raised tail. But not before she pulled out her mobile phone and got a good photograph of the vixen’s slightly gaped asshole now leaking her cum. Only then did she pull up her trousers and do up her utility belt again as she got dressed properly.

“I hope I don’t need to break the law again to get another fucking like that” Stephany panted with an almost dreamy sort of expression on her face as she remained leaning over the hood of her silver BMW. She was quite the sight to behold, a gorgeous vixen with cum starting to trickle down from between her rump cheeks and along her inner thighs, just how all vixen’s should be left after a good fucking like that.

“Better not, you can swing by my place later tonight and I’ll fuck your brains out again…and bring some of your old man’s imported beers as compensation” Brenda replied with a broad grin as she reached out to swat at Stephany’s still bare backside. “Promise to knot you next time too if you do come round.”

That was all the encouragement Stephany needed; after inputting her personal phone number into Brenda’s phone, the vixen climbed back into her car and drove off to go get cleaned up, at the speed limit this time. Brenda grinned and watched her drive away while sniffing at the crotch of the spandex shorts she had kept as a trophy, knowing her cum was leaking from Stephany’s behind and probably ruining the expensive leather interior of her car just then.