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Another cheating one a bit different for me. I guess I am trying twist to it all. Still we have a lynx who mate is cheating on hi. Will he fight for her or will fate have something different for him.

Disclaimer: If you hate sex cheating or just cheating. Then stop reading and find another story. Other wise enjoy.

When is it time for you to realize that enough is enough? As your pride and dignity are step on. I have tried my best to be a good mate for my love. A border collie the love of my life. I have known her since college. We started off as friends, and It grew from there.

Her fur is so lovely. A brown coloring that covered her whole body and a white stripe that breaks apart her brown fur. She is lovely compared to me. Her name is Sasha.

I am a Lynx with beige color fur with dark brown spots. I always felt small to her. Yet she seems to see more in me than I would. My name is Greg.

Yet it was when I was fixing her car that we met. Her car had broken down on her way to class. It was a simple fix. Her battery had gather acid around the connections. Coke Cola solved it all. She stop drinking that after she saw what happen and I explained why it worked. How the makeup of the soda would eat at the build up on the battery connections. I became her mechanic. It also gave me a leg up on any other suitors as she would always come to me for repairs on her car. Which was a lot and gave me more time to see her. As I learn the lesson from my friend as he said, "take your time when fixing her car don't want them to think it takes only a simple fix to do it all."

It was a whirlwind romance. It always seemed that she was being courted by many males. I never felt I had a chance as she seemed to always be busy. I started to think that I would never be nothing more than a friend who fixes her car.

One day I decided to confess my feelings to her. It took her by surprise. It was after a messy break-up she had I took my chance to confess. She was feeling so rejected that she was going to give up dating completely.

I wanted her to know how I felt. So, I confessed to her saying I would never leave her she would be the first and foremost in my life. She looked confused by this. Yet after she processed this she hugged me crying. I knew I had the my love of my life.

It was two years of dating till we both graduated from college. Well she did, I scraped by. We both had gotten jobs out of college. I had gotten office work despite my IT college degree. She had gotten a teacher position.

We both were happy after we settle into our lives. Then we had finally decided to get married. It was a lovely event. Our friends and family were there. All were happy with how things turned out.

It was going great and I did everything to make her happy.

I guess it wasn't enough.

I am lying on the floor in closet as I am tied up looking up at my bed as I can see them. As my slut of a wife is being taken by a very large Doberman. She is panting hard as if in heat. I can hear her whines of pleasure as she is taken hard by his monstrous cock. I can see the large red cock push inside and out of her abused pussy. I see him smiling at me as he won.

Jerk.

A few years after our marriage she was laid off from the school. Big cut backs. She was unemployed for a bit so I took it upon myself to pick up the slack. No fault of her own, but I wanted her to be happy. I thought I was helping her that way. Being a male,,you're supposed to make sure you do what you can to make your mate happy.

Right?

I was wrong.

She was looking for any job in schooling, maybe go back to college to get more education. So, more schools would look at her, or more doors open for her.

I had told her that whatever she decides I would go along with it.

I started to be home less and less. She was working hard to go back to school to get more education. I should have seen it than as she seemed to be less around me and greeted me less when I came home.

I hear both howl as she seems to shake as he stops just short of tying with her. They both had came. She seems exhausted from there little sexual romp. The large Doberman pulls out of her the cum seeps out of her pussy as she moans his name out. Telling him how much she loved him.

She used to say that to me always.

I was trying my best not to sob hearing that.

As the Doberman flipped her over I could see the slight bulge in her stomach. The sight made me sick to my stomach

I saw the signs more and more. As she seems to avoid me every time I was off. She was busy with class or had to go study at a friend's house. Yet I had never met any of these new college friends.

After a long day at work I was told by a fellow worker saying he had seen my wife at a club where he goes to pick up females. I had tried to say it was not her. It couldn't be she was busy studying for her classes or at home.

Yet that wasn't true I noticed that she had many new clothes and some new lingerie that she never wore for me. Even when I was home she was always saying she was tired. She didn't want to have sex.

I would get mad at her asking what was wrong. She would scoff and say she needed her room.

What room she had the house to herself. I wanted kids one day. Yet as it stood I was not going to get that. As she seems to be hiding things from me. Such as her phone and her laptop she seems to be locking me out.

Even her Facebook account was off limits to me. Finally, at work I had my friend Joe, a grey wolf, hack her accounts. He loved to do that. Especially when he found out many of his exs were cheating on him. So, he knew all the tricks and clues.

He got into her Facebook account. I was heartbroken as it said she had a boyfriend not married. None of their pics of them were there anymore. It was pictures of her and a Doberman. I never seen this mutt before. It hurt me. Joe looked at me as he saw my face and closed the site. He told me to get a lawyer. He gave me card of an in-law who could take my case she was good when it came to this.

I had wish I had did that instead of trying to confront her. I had come home to make her confess, a few hours ago. I wanted the truth from her. Mind you I thought I was going to make her see my side of it all.

I was so naive.

I came in and see the bulge in her stomach for the first time as she had done her best to hide it by staying away from me as much as she could. I ask her what was going on. As she was pouring a glass of wine.

She laughs a bit as she looks at me. As she struts over to me with that lingerie I had gotten her during our second anniversary. I had loved it and it look so sexy on her. She only wore it once. Saying it was something that she didn't care for. Now here she was wearing it.

She looks at me as she drinks the wine, as she finishes her drink she sets down the empty glass and looks at me lovingly.

"I do this because you can't give me what I want. To be fulfill. To feel alive. I know you love me. As I do but you can't give me what I want."

"What do you mean? 'What you want'?" I asked dumbfounded by all of this as my eyes stray to her belly.

"To feel alive. To be me. I still love you dear. But I now have someone who can fill me." She moves close to me as she kisses the side of my muzzle as she moves back with a smile as she seem to look behind me.

If I had noticed that alarms that were ringing in my head. I would have moved.

All I felt was a sharp pain on the back of my head, and then darkness.

I awoke to her moaning someone's name loudly as she had once mine. Begging to be breed by this mysterious lover. It was then I realized I was tied up in the closet looking up at them,on the bed. To see in my horror my wife my love of my life being fucked by a Doberman. He seems to be something you would see in a male model magazine. He was well built and endowed. God, I felt so small. Not because of his cock but of all of him. Small wonder why she left him to be a bitch.

I watch despite myself as if to say this was a dream. Yet this was a nightmare as the Doberman lifts her legs and shoves his cock into her again the large cock seems to stretch her as the Doberman seems to make sure I can see it.

I know this asshole is doing this to make me suffer. I want to die.

I hear the slapping of their hips collide as she begins to pant loudly as I hear her moan more. He looks back at me as he fucks her. Making sure I see his enlarge cock and that oversized knot trying to be shoved into my former lover.

Yes former lover. How can I say I love her after this?

She screams saying to tie her. He does that just that raming that oversized knot into her. He humps her without abandon as he throws his head back and howls as he fills her with his seed. I feel the tears fall down my fur face.

I curled up as best I could as I looked away from this. I heard him pull out after a while I don't know how long it was. Few minutes? An hour?. I didn't care anymore.

I heard him telling her he will sees her again soon. He walks over to me. I don't bother to look at him.

"You have such a sexy wife. Take care of her and my pups for me. I have places to go."

I hear him leave as I hear a car in the distance. I assume It was his. It was a bit later after she showered and came back and untied me.

"I am sorry dear but you had to know your place. I do love you but he is what I want sexually. You can't fulfill me anymore. Come to bed with me and hold me as you always do. It feels good when you hold me." I massage my body as I look at her with anger as she just walks back to bed as if nothing happen. The stench of their love making makes me want to vomit.

I get up as I look at her as she looks as sexy as the day we first met. Now she was not his, she was someone whore, slut. I start to head downstairs where my keys and wallet are.

"Where are you going dear. Come to bed my sweet kitten. I need you." Her voice is full of lust and need. I almost give in and go to her thinking this is all a nightmare and if I go to her. I would wake up from this. I look at her as she lays there with the cover barely covering her naked body. Then I see it, the small budge on her stomach.

I want to scream 'fuck you bitch Fucking whore!!!' I says nothing as I leave the room. She calls out him with the sound of sorrow in her voice. I know the words are empty as the emotions that come with them. The tears flow as the pain settles in. I don't make it far as I goto the couch and lay there still wanting this to be a dream as I cry myself to sleep.

xXx

I wake up alone for the first time in years. I try to remember why I was on the couch. Than it all comes back to me. Last night the pain on my body of being tied up and the pain in my heart. I was still at home. Despite what happen I was afraid if I left I would admit that it was over. The pain in my heart lingers.

I wanted to go to work. To run away is the adept term that comes to mind.

It was Saturday. No work today.

I had to figure out how not to be here. I didn't want to be under the same roof she is in. How could she do this after all these years of being married, that she would do this to me and brush it off to say she still loves me but finds being fulfilled by someone else good? I sat on the couch as I look at my cell that indicates it is fully charged.

I can't call anyone to hide somewhere else as the question would be why wasn't I with my mate if I was free today?

Funny how the odd things take your mind off of the big problems. I get up slowly and head to the kitchen. I look through the fridge and find a shake. I open it up and down it as I don't care for cooking as it would wake up that slut of a wife. She would come down here and give me false promises and fake words of love.

I wanted out of here. I will talk to the lawyer come Monday. I could try today but I just was a mess and would not be able to hold it together. Still, I'd just had to wait till Monday. She was going to be in for a surprised when I served her the papers. Not like she had any hope....hope what a sad word that is now.

I look around the living room. Seeing the pictures of us together and realizing it was over, brings tears to my eyes. I think about why things were like this was I at fault? I was working long hours to make her happy. To make sure she had it all. I did it all for her.

Yet she told me the fucking mutt made her happy. Guess what she can be the slut she is. As if I am going to stay here and raise someone else's pup.

Hell no.

I go upstairs to grab some clothing so I can stay at a hotel. Even a motel would be better than being here with her. It wasn't home anymore. I could fight for her like a male should, but she was doing this behind my back, got knocked up by the Doberman. Then let the Doberman make me watch them mate. Than tell me that she still loves me. I had to get out. I grab a duffle bag from the hall closet and grab some clothes and shove them into the bag.

I look at the bed as I see her clutch the pillow tightly as she murrs something to it. Most likely that mutts name. I look at her face closely one last time as it looks like she has been crying. Yeah as if she was crying for me. Well I will give her what she wants. I will give her freedom to get her brains fucked out.

I look sadly at the bag. Knowing once I leave it's over. It was over when she bedded that Doberman for the first time. This was not my fault.

With that I head downstairs and stop at the table near our wedding picture. I pick it up and look at it sadly. I drop it hard on the table as the glass on it breaks and I take my wedding ring off and place it near the broken picture frame.

The frame mirrored our marriage....broken.

xXx

I have my phone off as I don't want any calls. I just want to be alone.

The room is a nice one at the Hyatt. A single. It kind of hurt to hear the receptionist say that out loud if I wanted a single room. The badger didn't know why I seem to hesitate in my answer. Nor was I going to answer him when he asked if I was ok.

I sat in the room for about four hours and realized the whole time I have done nothing as I sigh. I get up and head to the gym maybe some time on the treadmill or maybe the pool would be nice. I get some trunks from the local Walmart.

An hour later and see the gym and pool are in the middle of remodeling. Small wonder why the rooms were cheap they were in the middle of a remodeling. I guess they got to that make almighty dollar. I was given a free pass to a local gym. Just down the street.

The gym didn't have much to it. I saw the body builders, bunch of muscle freaks. All showing off near the weights. I just wanted to see the pool. I see it as I go downstairs and it is filled with those who seem to have aspirations to be Olympic swimmers as they are lapping the pool. I go back upstairs and just hit the bike. I notice as soon as I am done it is dark outside and no one is there. Damn, how long was I biking for? I guess I was trying to ride away my troubles.

I saw one of the workers. Already cleaning the gym for the night.

He seems to be in his own world with his headset on. Best to shower and leave. I head towards the showers in the lower level. A spacious room filled with shower heads. Great.

It was set up like a school shower no real privacy. I pick the shower nearest to the entrance of the room. Even though I was alone. I wanted out of here.

I do feel a bit better as the water falls on me. Maybe this is what I needed. To work out my stress. I feel maybe it will go smoothly as the water cascade down onto my fur washing the pain and sweat from my body. To bad it can't was away my troubles

As I reach for the soap to lather up more it slipped and landed on the floor and I sigh and think 'At least I am not in jail' As I am about to reach down for it knowing no one is here. When I notice a shadow over me. I turn to look and see my nightmare behind me.

That Doberman.

I try to get up and make a beeline to lockers to get out of here. When he grabs me by my scruff and shoves me against the shower wall.

"My my looks like I found her lost kitten. Just by luck I go here. I saw your car outside and have been waiting for you. You made her cry." He slams me hard against the wall.

"She loves you still, you fool. She is just a lay for me. She knows that, yet you are throwing a hissy fit over this. I make her happy. Yet she talks about you all the time." He sounds a bit mad. I try to think I should be proud but she still fucking him, and I am supposed to sit there and allow it to happen? Be tied up and watch this asshole fuck my wife?

FUCK NO!

I can feel his muzzle near my face as I try to get away as his grip tightens, making me stop my struggles. "You are impressive. My brother would be green with envy. Mind you he is my older brother." He seems to look over at my hanging barbed cock.

I hear him snickering at my struggles. "I thought it be fun to see you see her taken by a real male. You are strong provider for her but she needed more. A real male, an alpha. I had to show you your place. Others submit as they don't want to lose their mates. You are different you do care and I bet you're thinking you can take me?" He slams me hard into the wall as I grunt in pain. I feel something come from my nose. I am bleeding.

It is hurting as his grip on my scruff tightens. As he grinds against me. I stiffen up in fear as I can tell how this was going to end.

Badly.

He moves me away from the shower wall as the blood flows from my nose, the water flows on the both of us, not as much on me as his body seems block most of the water.

"You couldn't know your place, could you kitten? The dumb bitch is so clueless. She had it all with you, an easy life with no worries. Yet she had to cheat. Well time for you to accept your new role. OMEGA!" He snarls at me nipping at my ear roughly as I begin to fight back thrashing about. He barely does anything as to let me wear myself out. He has the control. I had no option. Except one. I try to kick back at him in his balls. He was ready for it as he caught my leg.

"Oh, playing dirty, are we? I am going to enjoy breaking yo..oohh shit." Suddenly the world is throw in around as I fall back onto him. I try to brace myself. I hear a loud crack as I hit the ground with him on top of me.

It takes a few seconds for me to right myself and realize he is not holding on to me. I scramble to get away and see if I have a chance to run for it. I turn to look and see the Doberman laying on the ground twitching a bit as blood is seeping out from his head. I look around and see the culprit as his blood has painted it. The handle for the shower. He hit it the wrong way.

The water rains on the doberman as his blood flows with the water down the drain. I am shaking as I think to call for help but stop as I look around and realize we are alone except for the worker upstairs.

No one knows this has happen. Well maybe the cameras, no that wasn't right. He was told the cameras were down due to an update. He heard some of the bodybuilders laughing about it saying the owner wanted to increase his porn collection of them fucking in the lockers.

I had little time left before the injury would most likely kill the mutt. I could go for help it look like he was still alive. Yet....

I could leave and let him die. Why should he save this fool? He just was about to rape me. He told him he was fucking mywife just for fun. He turned her on him. No, I was in my right to let him die. Let him bleed out.

I look around for the soap I had dropped. I realize that it saved me. If I had not dropped it he would have raped me.

I grab my towel as I exit the shower and dry myself off. I am still shaking over what had happen. How could it have gotten to this. Then it hits me that she cared for me. No, it was still wrong what she had did to me. Why should I go back to the lying slut?

I get dressed as fast as I can so I can get out of here. I make it up the stairs to see the employee still working hard at cleaning the gym, but obvious to the world. I make it out the gym and head back to the hotel. Taking the side streets to avoid being seen. Praying I don't run across any street cameras.

I make it back to my hotel room with little fanfare. As I look at my cell which I still have off. I chuck to the side of the bed as I lay back and close my eyes.

I open my eyes as soon as I closed them and realize it is morning already.

I slept through the night. No dreams no nightmares. I guess I don't feel guilty at all. Well better than being raped I guess.

I turn on the Tv as I figure might as well see the news. Luck would have it, the main story was about Clive a Doberman who live in the area. Was killed at the local gym.

Clive?

He had a name?

Then again not like I wanted to know his name he was that asshole of a mutt.

I listen thinking any second I would hear about how they have a witness or some video of someone who is a fur of interest. Yet nothing was said.

Most of what was said that the worker who seem to not know Clive was there. He tries to say Clive was always coming at odd hours. So the worker was worthless to the cops. Big shock.

Already calls were coming saying he was going to be missed to calls saying good riddance. It seems he had fans on both sides. Looks like I was not the only one he fucked with. Than again he did brag about it last night before his....fall.

As I watched the news I started to realize that I felt nothing. I didn't feel sad not did I feel fear about doing it. If anything, I felt relief. That this asshole was dead.

Was I a callous jerk by feeling like this?

Hell YEAH!!! I was ok with that.

I was enjoying this. I would till I was caught. Not that I was going to confess. Ha! As if I would. I could say I fought him off from being raped but somehow, I think it would be turn on me.

Now as I lay back on the bed I felt happy as it seems he had a long list of enemas to comb through many who would love to see his ass dead. All leading away from me. As I was mister nobody.

A nobody who was alone.

Damn it all. I didn't want to end it but she was still carrying his pup. Not mine.

I wonder looking at my home if anyone missed me? I pick up my phone and see if anyone has called me. I doubt it. Well maybe Joe to see if I was still with her, or called his sister about the divorce.

I turn the phone on as I lay the cell on my forehead as I look at the ceiling.

Should I feel bad about Clive's death?

A smile grows on my muzzle. "Nope."

It gives a small comfort but I take it as my phone vibrates and pings as it seems to blow up with missed text, calls and messages. I look at the phone and realize they are all from Sasha. Why the hell is she bugging me for, She has her 'Alpha' what does she want with me to pay her doctor bills when she spits out the mongrel that grows in her.

I figure I could do with a laugh. Maybe she was sorry, I doubt it.

Life loves to throw curbs.

I start with the text.

They start out with 'Where was I' 'That she missed me'

Ha! I doubt that. I start to see a pattern to the messages. They slowly become to where was I to that she was sorry.

Sorry? She was sorry? For what cheating, fucking in front of me getting knocked up or letting Clive tie me up and watch him take my mate?

I delete the rest of the text mad about her words. I decide to hear her one last time.

It starts off like the text as to where am I at. When was I coming home? Yet to hear her I could swear I hear sadness in her voice.

Why the hell was she sad? She seems to be fucking happy being treated like a two-dollar whore. So happy to have someone else's' pup.

The next one seems to make me freeze up. As it starts off with sobbing. I can hear her trying to stop.

"Greg...I am sorry..oh god..s..I am so sorry." She stops I hear her trying to stop crying as she drops something as. I realized it is the phone I hear her curse. "Please I am so sorry. I saw the dresser open your clothes taken. I looked for you in the house thinking it wasn't true then I saw the wedding picture, and your ring. I thought of what I said to you the night before and ...." It stops as she ran out of time.

I was shaking thinking about what she said. Was she truly, just missed her atm? Clive did say.... No! She fucking cheated on me. I don't care how much she said my name she was fucking knocked up by this asshole.

Why do I have to feel sorry about this now?

The cell rings and it is her ringtone. 'Resistance' from muse. I had her ringtone set as Theme of love. She stole my cell later and changed it and with a note on it. 'Change it at your peril.'

I left it as it is.

She loved that group. I did to after always hearing them when we dated.

I break out of my dreams and press the cell to answer.

I say nothing as I hear breathing on the other end. As if it was a gasp of excitement.

"Greg!! Oh Greg. My love I am so sorry. I... I messed up." I hear sobbing as I lay there feeling a bit guilty but at the same time I have one question.

"Why?"

It hangs for a bit as I can hear her trying to compose herself.

"Greg please I can't do this over the phone can you come home? " I can hear her voice begging.

"I would say come here but I don't want you to mess up with that 'Baby' you're carrying." Bitterness is evident in my voice.

"I am sorry. You don't know how sorry I am. Please I need to see you again. Please come home." Her voice breaks me as if I was at fault. Well it wasn't my fault her bed lover is dead sort of. Yet I don't give a shit about him. Best I talk to her and maybe we can see where it goes from here.

"Fine I'll see you soon." I don't say love nor home. If anything, it was to clear the table and maybe tell her it was over to her face.

xXx

I pull up in the driveway and think I should leave. I think it is not to late to leave but I did come here. I get out of the car and head inside. As soon as I enter the house is dark, the shades are down as I hear her sobbing coming from the couch. I see her wearing a simple robe. Her fur was disheveled as she seem to stop taking care of herself. She notices me , and runs up hugging me tightly. As if I was not going leave her. I have left her she just doesn't know it yet.

She stops hugging me as I don't return it.

"Why?"

"Why? You have the gall to ask me that after what you did that night? You have the gall to act innocent after what you did? Did you think I was into voyeurism or watching others fuck my mate...no former mate!" I snap at her as she flinches at the words.

She looks down at her stomach as she rubs it. "I do love you Greg."

"You have a funny way of showing it. Fucking that mongrel behind my back. Saying you love me as you get fucked by that mutt. Then getting knocked up by him. What did I not please you enough? Did I not pay for everything for you? I was there for you but I guess that wasn't enough for you, was it?"

She looks down her ears folded back as her tail is between her legs.

"You know what? Maybe this is what you need?" I grab her roughly. As I shove her onto the couch. "You wanted to be treated like a bitch. I will treat you like one." I snarl a bit. I make her lean on the couch as I raise her ass.

She screams as she tries to fight back as I grab her by her scruff. "No! You treated me like shit and expect some small words to make it all better? You married me! I LOVED YOU NO ONE ELSE!!!" I scream at her as she is crying now but is struggling less.

"Move your tail."

It stays in the way as I grab her scruff harder. "Move it !" I yell.

She is crying now but moves it. "That's better. I am going to breed you like you want to be as it seems that is all you care about. Not love but being a bitch!"

I am hardly surprised as I never had treated her like this. I have always made love to her never treated her roughly. Now I feel excited. I feel like I am what I should be, the dominate one. Hell, her lover is no more as she is all mine again.

Without another word I slam into her hard. Feeling her again felt so real. Yet it felt dirty as someone else had already taken her from me. Best to remedy that. I grab her hips hard, grabbing fistful of her fur making her yelp in pain.

I don't care right now as I slam into her and fuck her I hear her whimper in pain as I fuck her. I am not thinking of making her feel good or getting off. But making her know how much pain I felt when she let some other fool take her.

I look down at her as her robe has come undone as her body is rock back and forth from my wild thrust. I see her stomach roll with each thrust into her. My anger grows as I slam into her making her push more into the couch as she whines. Pain or pleasure I do not know and I do not care. All I can think of is that fool who knocked her up has his pup inside of her. Not my child.

I start to cry as I think back to that night. I cry as I fuck her. The pain I felt that night finally comes fourth. I feel her pussy clench onto my cock. Was she getting off on me treating her like this? I pull out as she looks back confused. Her muzzle fur is matted from the crying . I make her lay on her back as she looks at me confused. I lean over her as I am inches from her face. "Who do you belong to?"

She tries to respond. "Cli...owww" she looks at me hurt as I just smacked her.

"Wrong! You belong to me!" I snarl.

She is shaking in fear. "I..I sorry but I ..." I smack her again with a yelp coming from her.

"Wrong!!!! You belong to me!!! I married you. I gave you a home. I paid for you to go back to college. I DID!!! NOT THAT MUTT!!!" I force her legs open and line my cock that is covered with her fem juices as shove it back into her making her arch her back as she gasps for air it seems. I see the bulge in her stomach as I fuck her more. How dare she do this to me.

"MINE YOU ARE MINE" I snarl at her. I know she will have no one else to go to as he is gone. Dead. I and happy knowing this. Knowing he will no longer be that wedge anymore.

I slam into her once more and cum not caring if she has or not. I grip around her stomach as she looks at me in a daze. She is shivering. In fear or pleasure I don't know?

"Why?" The question lingers in my mind.

"I thought you couldn't ...." She begins to cry.

" I know you wanted a family and ....he was willing to give it to me." She sobs.

"So you break the vows we took and got knocked up without even trying with me?"

She looks away in shame. I should leave her I should tell her it's over. Yet I stay there looking at her in anger.

"if...if you want I can have it terminated."

Her words leave me cold thinking it was the right thing to do. In my mind that is.

No. I would change it now. I almost lost everything now it was my chance to get it all back but on my terms.

"We ..... we....will keep it. He is my pup! Not that mutts. He nor his family have any say in this. The pup is mine." I hiss at her as she nods in fear of me. I don't care if this wrong. She is my bitch now. She will do as I say. For far too long I gave her everything without complaint. To do this to me. No these are the rules for now on.

"You will raise your tail when I tell you. You will service me when I tell you. I don't care how far along you are I will breed you whenever I want."

She nods as I roll her on her stomach. She whimpers a bit I assume in pain as she is on her belly.

"Has he ever taken you anally?" I ask

She shakes her head no.

Good."

I lift up her ass a bit and ready her as licking my fingers bit as I stick them in her tight tail hole. She whines loudly as I smack her ass hard. "You wanted this. So I am giving it to you. Know your place my dear. I am your Alpha now."

She looks back at me with a look of defeat. She nods as her tail moves out of the way. As a sign of submission. Good it looks like she knows her place. One smack at a time.