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You groaned, finally regaining consciousness. For a moment it was hard to even think with the spinning in your head. How did you even pass out? As the feeling of sleepiness finally left you, a gasp came. You could clearly remember now. It was a day just like any other, but the moment you stepped down a random alley you were assaulted by some weird, smelly dog...

Groaning, you got up, looking around. It was clear from a glance that you were no longer on the city's streets. That would have been a good thing, except for the fact that this place was completely unfamiliar. Underneath your body was a clearly worn down and old mattress and the blankets that covered you were thin, ragged and have gaping holes in them.

The place you woke up in was stuffy and cramped, with four small walls and were all the same length, boxing you in. Walls made of clearly old but sturdy wood surrounded you. Crawling off of the mattress, you got up, touching your now bare free to the cold concrete floor. You still couldn't make heads or tails of where you were now. Though a door led to a way out, there was hesitation and fear of what you would find on the other side kept you inside.

Just as you stepped away from the door, it suddenly swung open, leading to a flood of light that made you wince and hiss in slight pain. But a familiar voice met you, chuckling. Your heart raced as that dog was before you again. Though he stood at about half your height, he carried himself with a strange confidence.

"So you're finally up. I was starting to think you died," the terrier just chuckled as he stepped up to you.

Still very much confused, you dared to ask the dog what happened to you and where you were.

Another chuckle came from Iggy as if it was such an absurd question. "After you passed out I was kind enough to bring you back to the junkyard. I hope you like this little shed here."

The junkyard? How did you get all the way out here? It was a long way from the heart of the city...

"Hey, what's with that look? You know worse things could have happened to you why you were just lying in the alley... Really, you owe me one. I got my boys to put you somewhere safe."

Now you were really confused. There were more of them?

"That's right, I'm the king of the dog underground. And as king, I say you're not going anywhere. See, when I caught you trespassing and gave you a proper...punishment... Well, you got something special with that tongue of yours. And with me offering you this generous hospitality, I think it's about time we finish what we started back there."

You then gulped as it all came back to you. Not only did you encounter the terrier in the alley, but he somehow got you on the ground. He sat on your face and made you lick his smelly ass, even passing gas in your face.

While you were thinking about it, Iggy had already moved close to you. With a simple wave of his paw he now hands something in it. A leash... Made of grains of sand? He gave it a tug and your body was pulled forward with a surprising amount of strength. Around your neck was a sand-made collar as well.

"I could really use a new pet," Iggy said as he led you outside, indeed showing that you were now in a wide open section of the junkyard, with rusty and busted up cars in the distance.

Another hard tug sent you downwards into the dusty earth. You coughed as clouds rose up around your body, filling your lungs with the rising dirt. As you sneezed it out, your eyes drifted up to see the black and white canine smirking. Before you could prepare, he planted his paw on your face, just as he did when the two of you first met.

It pressed down, grinding its sole over your lips and nose. You had to take a breath and when you did, your nose was filled with the thick, cheesy smell of unwashed feet. It immediately struck you hard, assaulting your senses with the heavy foot musk. The last time you found the scent completely disgusting, but this time it was something different...

Another whiff. You breathed in against the sweaty toes willingly and was met with the scent. It set in your lungs. Your mouth started to water and the pace of your heart suddenly picked up. A small sound came from you, one of clear pleasure.

From the canine came a snicker. The foot moved up and down your face, grinding his scent and sweat over his nose and lips, replacing the scent of your muzzle fur with it. They came back down and you pressed your nose against the toes and took another deep and long whiff. One of your hands reached up to grab the footpaw, using it to put even more pressure on your own face.

It was then that you started licking, dragging them against the flexing toes, rubbing them slowly along the curvature, collecting the strong taste of sweat, both fresh and old. The powerfully bitter flavor was strangely appealing and you got a taste for the next, steadily cleaning the canine's underfoot.

Iggy watched as you did so, now glad that you were starting to go along with it. He had a lot planned, but it was still fun to watch someone worshiping his smelly footpaw.

"Nice to see you finally catching on."

He continued to watch but was interrupted by the sudden and violent rumble from deep within his stomach. A groan came from him and he did his best to keep standing tall. But his body seemed to be working against him. Rather than fight it, he was quick to pull his paw back, even while it was being licked.

"Aren't you forgetting something?" he gave a toothy grin that quickly formed into a frown. He winced as another deep rumble of his gut came, followed by a sudden blast of hot gas that filled the air.

You also winced as the noxious odor assaulted your nose. Iggy looked down at you with another smug smirk. He stepped over you and another deep tone came followed by another rush of gas from his tailhole as he stood over you.

"Get on your knees."

You were given another tug that lifted you by your neck. Doing as you were told, you got on your knees, planting them in the soft dirt underneath you. Iggy turned around, standing his full height with his tail lifted and his ass presented to you.

Another tug of the collar brought your face directly into the hot, sweaty, and musky hole. The moment your face was planted between the fat cheeks, you took another sniff, being exposed to the hot, rank smell. The leash was being held firm, forcing you to keep inhaling, taking in lungfuls against the pucker.

"Now get to licking!" Iggy demanded with another tug and sway of his hips.

Doing as you were told, you started to run your tongue along the unwashed hole, collecting more of the bitter taste of old sweat.

A deep sigh came from the canine. He has been saving himself, waiting for you to finally make up. And now he was taking full advantage, grinding his ass against your face, smearing his dirty hole against your lips, groaning as he felt your tongue running over his tight hole.

Another groan came from him before a long and loud fart reverberated directly against your nose, pouring hot fumes over your face. The thick cloud hung heavy in the air and the smell now clung to your face, assuring that you would take the smell in.

"Get back to licking!" Iggy barked and you powered through the intense aroma, pressing your tongue to the grimy hole this time, daring to breach past the rim. He felt your tongue digging into his ass, grinding over his grimy walls.

"Yeah, get in there nice and deep!" He started to pump at his cock just like he had done before.

The moment your tongue slipped inside, you no longer resisted, instead there was a strange pull that compelled you to do even more and reach and even deeper. Your hands took hold of the dog's hips. You drove your face deep between the cheeks and pressed your tongue as deep as it could go before lapping and swirling inside.

"Clean up my sweaty, dirty ass. I knew you liked it. If you be good I can make you my new personal ass-licker.

In response you continued to clean at the hole, collecting the deep flavors, pressing your lips to the pink rim, planting steady kisses on them, now savoring the sour taste coated your tongue in strong bursts. You easily became consumed by the sensations, curling your pink muscle against the walls and taking long sniffs of the reeking hole.

"I told you that my ass is all you'll ever want. It just has that effect. Just a few sniffs is all it takes..." He ground his ass back, pushing your tongue even deeper inside, yipping and biting his lips. "You'll be begging to be my new bitch now..."

While he was being licked deep, Iggy grunted as he felt a deep churning in his guts. Something was racing though his backside and whatever it was, it brought a bit of discomfort as it stretched his insides.

Without warning your mouth and noise was filled with hot, muggy air. The fetid odor assaulted you, making your tongue and nose burn. A deep, bassy fart rang out as Iggy strained to push it out completely, clenching his teeth as the pressure within him steadily tapered out. He sighed deeply, letting his tongue fall from his mouth. His ears flicked as he heard you groaning.

"Oh? You didn't pass out this time? See you're learning already!"

The canine pushed his ass and body back, knocking you onto the ground. You were still reeling from the nasty scent that was burned into your nose and Iggy took advantage. He moved down your body and quickly pressed his wet hole to your cock. Before you even realized, his body slammed down, taking your entire shaft in one go.

The canine took control as he bounced his ass up and down your dick, making hard clenches that served to pleasure himself more than you. But you still groaned out from the tight hold and sudden quick movements along your shaft. The hot, wet flesh pumped your shaft well, milking a thick spurt of pre.

"Just hold still..." Iggy grunted as he pumped his dick again. "I've waited long enough. Hehe. If you think this is good, just imagine how much fun we could have if you stuck around. Every king needs a throne after all..."

He pushed his ass down hard on your cock, forcing your shaft to reach down into his even tighter depths. Sloppy squishes sounded as the canine broke himself in. Steady moans came from him as he fucked himself on someone else's cock. Hard pants came from his muzzle, leaving his tongue to loll and bounce free.

Your shaft was already throbbing hard against the wet walls. You took heavy breaths knowing that you could blow at any moment, but there came a growl from Iggy and another sudden pressure on your balls.

"Hey! I'm calling the shots here! You better not cum until I do!" There was a sudden darkness in the canine's tone and all of a sudden you could feel some force around you. Not fully understanding, you knew well enough that this canine could do strange things.

Trying hard to control your breathing and your muscles, you endured each hard bounce on your dick, having to power through the soft holds and deep slurps as the ass wrapped tight around your shaft.

Just when you thought it was all over for you, Iggy yipped and pressed his ass down to your base. It squeezed harder than ever as he came, squirting his ropes onto the junkyard's dusty earth. You couldn't hold back and a second later your seed squirt into the moaning terrier.

He looked at you with a toothy grin. "Good boy..." The leash and collar fell away into nothing more than harmless grains of sand that blew away in the wind. You were free, but there were no desires to flee from the dog sitting on you. Instead you sighed and fell into the earth, taking heavy pants.

"If you stick around with me for a while, it'll take you back to the city... Sound like a deal?"

You nodded and a lustful growl came as Iggy started bouncing on your cock again. You moaned out and had a feeling you would be here for a while...