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Balto struggled ahead, setting a faster pace than Rosy's father was trying to set. The man was perplexed, his sled dogs kept pressing forward despite his lack of insistence. Balto's team was with him, understanding the wolfdog's pace. He had told them enough, and he had told Jenna. He had made a deal with Steele to leave her alone for two days, but he promised Jenna that the team would do everything in its power to take the three day trip in two. If he didn't make it back in time, Steele would have free reign over Jenna, who was trapped in her kennel, in heat. Balto kept the love of his life foremost in his mind, knowing that if he failed, she would be heart-broken. Not only would she be raped mercilessly, but her litter would be entirely Steele's. She couldn't stand that.

The snow flew under them as mile after mile disappeared behind the sled team. Balto knew he could make it. He had to.

* * * * *

Jenna was anxious. It had been two days since Balto had left and Rosy's mother had locked her in the kennel. Balto had told her that Steele promised to leave her alone for two full days and nights, and that he planned to make it back by then. Each night she waited for Steele, never expecting him to keep his word to Balto, yet each night she waited in frustration. Her heat was in full force now. If Balto managed to do as he promised, she couldn't refuse the wolfdog's advances and she would bear his puppies. She paced the kennel restlessly. When the sun rose, she hoped to see Steele scratching at the kennel walls. If she knew Balto, he would do what he set his mind to

There was nothing to do but wait, and she fell asleep, her whole body warm and itching.

When she woke, the morning light was filtering through the chain-link fence. Frustrated, she could see that there was still no Steele. The time limit was up, and Balto could be mere hours away, if not closer. She felt helpless. She would offer herself to either dog - the only question was who would arrive first.

She thought again, as she did every day, about what Sylvie had said. The Afghan had told her that if Sylvie had been able to choose between Balto and Steele, she would have chosen Balto. Few bitches knew Steele as well as she did, but Jenna wasn't sure. Steele loved Jenna, she knew that. In his way. He didn't love Sylvie, he just used her as a cock-warmer for when Jenna wasn't around. That was the difference. She couldn't blame him, either. Sylvie was always available, lifting her tail for Steele and his lackeys with equal enthusiasm.

She knew that Steele would never have eyes for just her, but Jenna was confident she would become his partner, in time. She planned to bear his puppies, litter after litter, lovingly raising them together. Steele cared a lot more than he let on, and he would be a good father and a great role-model. And every night, she would take his humongous knot, trembling under him until she collapsed, exhausted. If he chose to find Sylvie or another bitch after that, so be it. But she would have first crack.

Still, her plans would be ruined if Balto got home too soon. She wished Steele had broken his word - she would already be full with his puppies. Balto would understand if she decided to leave him to be with the father of her children. It would be so much easier than telling him outright that she had chosen Steele. If Balto returned first, could she leave him? She didn't think she had the courage to tell the wolfdog, whom she truly still liked (if not loved), that though she would be having his puppies, she was still leaving him for Steele.

Thoughts raced through her mind as she waited, the sun slowly rising until the orb itself was visible over the distance trees. Her future depended entirely on this singular event - who would reach her first?

She exhaled loudly in relief as she heard movement outside the kennel. Heavy claws scraped against the outside fence, and she knew that Rosy's parents had no idea about the design flaw in the enclosure. A strong, virile enough male could climb over it, and Jenna watched with loving pride as Steele clambered over the tall fence, landing next to her. She let her tongue loll out of her mouth as she admired the muscular malamute, his well-kept fur flowing around his toned body. He took a deep breath through his nose, inhaling the scent that covered the small enclosure.

"Where were you?" she asked.

Steele grinned. "I made a deal with Balto, before he left, and this time, I felt obliged to keep my end of the bargain."

She moved next to him, nuzzling him. "But I've needed you for days - and Balto might return home any minute!"

Steele laughed loudly, mockingly noting, "He's too late. I knew it. He made his sacrifice for nothing."

"Sacrifice?" she asked, cocking her head.

"In exchange for two days of leaving you alone, he gave himself to me. Oh, I wish you'd been there when he choked on my cock; when the great Balto offered his ass to me like an eager bitch. And I took it," he smirked.

Jenna narrowed her eyes. Steele must be lying, Balto would never do something like that. He was far too proud to submit himself like that, even for her benefit. Steele could sense her disbelief, gloating, "Why else would I have waited the full two days, if I weren't so impressed by his willingness to do anything to "save" you. I didn't bother to tell him where you stood on the issue. I have to hand it to the wolfdog, he must really love you. Too bad he's foolish enough to believe you could ever resist me." The malamute grinned, looking down at the smaller husky.

Jenna's jaw dropped. She still couldn't believe Steele was telling the truth. Balto, lifting his tail for his archenemy? Jenna knew from experience how satisfying submitting to Steele was, but she imagined it would be a different experience for Balto. But what could the real reason for Steele's two day reprieve be? She'd have to ask Balto when he returned. There were more important matters to attend to. "That's the wrong word, "resist". I love you, Steele, and I want your puppies."

Steele grinned, "Getting right to the point, my little, red bitch?" The malamute lowered his haunches until he was seated in front of the eager husky, and pointed between his legs with his paw. "You've got work to do, and the sooner you get to it, the sooner I'll fuck that tight, little cunt of yours."

Jenna shivered, her hormones clouding her mind after two days of tortuous heat. She stepped up toward Steele, looking her chosen love in his eye before lowering her head, parting her lips, and taking his white sheath into her muzzle. Steele placed a firm paw on the back of her head, directing her as she licked. "Good girl," he said through clenched teeth, the repeated slurping sound of her tongue echoing slightly in the crisp morning air. Steele's tail was wagging, and it was no time before the combination of her licks, the delicious aroma inside the kennel, and Steele's thinking back to when it was Balto sucking his cock, caused his dick to fill out inside Jenna's muzzle. She wrapped her tongue around his glistening, red erection, pulling it inside until his tip tickled the back of her throat, and she could taste him. He was magnificent.

With his other paw, the big, black dog lifted Jenna's scarf until the knot was in reach of Steele's large muzzle. He gripped one end of the scarf in his teeth, pulling sharply to untie it. Her scarf fell off, leaving the husky naked, and the scarf dangling in his mouth. Jenna was oblivious, still dutifully sucking, until Steele said, "I'm ready," slightly muffled by the red-orange cloth.

Before Jenna could turn around and lift her tail for the ferocious canine, he planted his paws on her shoulders and pushed her over. With a yelp, she landed on her back. Gasping, she said, "What?"

But then he stood over her, his four legs rippling with muscles as they straddled her small form. She looked up into his eyes, uncertain and afraid, her jaw agape. But as she was about to speak again, Steele began lowering the scarf into her mouth. "Whuph aaao oo ooiin?" was all she managed to ask, as more and more of her scarf filled her mouth, balling up near the back of her throat. She was forced to breath through her nose. She tried to squirm away from him, but he planted an amazingly heavy paw on her chest, pinning her there.

Why was he treating her so roughly? This was a special time - she was in heat, ready to bear his puppies. She wanted to spend the rest of her life with this dog, but again and again he took pains to show her how unequal they were. That he was the one in control. Why wouldn't he admit he had feelings for her? It's not like she was making any effort to escape his grasp, yet there she lay, pinned to the ground, unable to speak, struggling to breath. When would her efforts finally get through to him?

With a grin, the malamute used the remaining two feet of cloth to wrap around Jenna's front legs, tying them together at the wrist. He moved with such precision that she knew he had practiced tying knots before...though a different kind of knot than she had experienced almost every day for the past month. He looped the top of the scarf over an overhang on the doghouse, fastening it in place. She gasped, trying to speak again, "Whoaa aoo oo ooiin eeiph?"

Growling, Steele said, "You don't get the privilege of speaking, Jenna." Now that she was fully bound, he took a step back to admire his handiwork. She lay on her back, one end of her red-orange scarf balled up in her throat, the middle binding her paws together, and the other end tied three feet above her. She tried to pull her front legs back, but her motions only tightened the knots. She was trapped on her back with her front paws high in the air, and there was nothing the husky could do to escape. Steele's eyes descended her belly, admiring her rows of raised nipples until he ended up looking right between her spread legs, her dark, heat-swollen vulva waiting desperately for him. He muttered, "Perfect."

Jenna panted desperately, not for the inevitable mating, but simply to breathe. She watched the massive malamute with wide eyes, as he approached once more. He lowered his long, angled muzzle, sniffing her chest. She couldn't help but shiver, feeling his hot breath against her exposed nipples. She whimpered, but the sound was almost inaudible through the cloth gag. Steele continued exhaling against her nipples, each one in turn as he descended. He said, "You're so hot and eager, Jenna. Desperate. What do you say to being warmed up by the boys? They're just on the other side of the fence, eager for another crack at your cunt."

She lay her ears back in terror. He couldn't mean that, could he? She was deep in her heat now, and he knew how she felt about Kaltag, Nikki, and Star! It was Steele's puppies she wanted! She shook her head wildly at Steele, moaning, "Nmmoo!"

Steele grinned, "But then I realized I would never be able to wait for each of them to finish breeding you. And besides, as humiliating for Balto as his girl bearing Star's pups would be, I know he will hate it all the more when they are mine. So fear not, my faithful little bitch, you're all mine, tonight."

She winced at his words, but she sighed in relief. At least he wouldn't subject her to such a horrible fate. He finally reached her moist, triangular mound. His warm breathe tickled her vulva, and instinctively she clenched it. Tied as she was, she was completely at his mercy. Steele extended his tongue, letting it hover over her pussy, a drop of spit collecting at the very tip. Her eyes fixed on the growing droplet. An eternity seemed to pass, though in seconds the dangling saliva grew too heavy, breaking free of Steele's tongue and landing squarely on the pointed tip of her vulva. Jenna moaned through the gag, the tension overwhelming. Steele lowered his nostrils to her swollen genitals, and inhaled deeply. "God, I love the smell of a bitch in heat. But I love the taste more."

Jenna spread her legs, instinctively pushing her tail to the side. She whimpered as she watched the malamute open his mouth. Seconds later, he ran his tongue along the length of her hyper-sensitive organ. Jenna shuddered at the sensation. Steele hadn't licked her pussy since her previous heat, and she had been too frightened back then to truly appreciate the sensation. It was incredible. Steele let himself go, losing the willpower to keep taunting the tight little husky below him. He began slathering his tongue over her wildly clenching cunt, pressing against her with more and more force. Jenna's eyes rolled back in her head, and she stared blankly upward into space, moaning. His gentle licks reminded her of why she had fallen in love with the powerful canine, despite all of his flaws. He put on quite a show, taking every opportunity to disrespect Jenna, humiliate her, allow his lackeys to fuck her mercilessly. But she could see through the act. She could see the love in his eyes.

He suddenly split her open with his tongue, forcefully penetrating her straining labia. She yelped, and began thrusting her hips up against him, mindlessly grinding against his blissful tongue. She clenched down hard around his soft, red flesh, trying to pull as much of his tongue into her as possible. His licks pressed powerfully against her clitoris, driving all doubts about his true personality from her mind. There was only pleasure.

Steele tried to pull back, but her internals muscles were too strong. She was clenched around his tongue, keeping his nostrils buried in the thin fur of her abdomen, making it hard to breathe. He set his legs and pulled back with all his might, tugging painfully on his captured tongue. Finally he mustered enough force to pull his tongue out of her warm prison, though the force of his exit almost caused the black dog to fall over backwards. Jenna whimpered to suddenly feel so empty, her vulva shuddering. Steele gasped for breathe. "Are you trying to suffocate me, bitch? I think you need a little...punishment." He took a step back, leaving Jenna bound and thrusting her hips uselessly. She watched him with greedy eyes, whimpering.

"Mmmooah!" she begged.

"You just have to watch, slut. But I'll be ready for you soon enough!" Jenna watched the malamute spin in a circle until he sat on his haunches, curving his neck down until his muzzle was inches from his monstrous, half-erect penis. Oh, how she wanted that glistening, red rod to be pumping in and out of her, spraying her full of his dog seed. She kept thrusting her hips into the air, imagining it. Steele, meanwhile, opened his muzzle and began licking his cock. Over and over he ran his tongue over his chubby erection, knowing that Jenna was watching and pleading. As large as the big, black malamute's cock was, it kept growing under his careful administrations. More of his shaft emerged from his soft, white sheath. The little husky still found it hard to believe that she could take the whole thing between her legs. She whimpered, wagging her tail.

But Steele ignored her squirming. He took his entire, beastly organ into his muzzle, sucking on it as it grew. Then finally, the base of his erection slipped out of his sheath, two swelling glands that formed his unbelievable knot. Jenna watched them swell as Steele suckled himself, quickly growing wider than the rest of his cock. Both dogs knew that Steele was supposed to mount and begin fucking her before his glands grew, so that the two would painlessly lock together, but Steele had forced the massive knot between her pussy lips time and time again, much to Jenna's squealing pleasure. Finally, Steele was fully erect, his softball-sized knot unmistakable, trembling at the base of his shaft.

Jenna looked up at Steele expectantly, wishing the gag were out of her throat so that she could vocally beg him to breed her. Steele stood, approaching the bound female with his cock dribbling and swaying beneath him. Jenna spread her legs far apart, whimpering to her lover. This was it! After two days of listlessly calling for Steele to come satisfy her heat, to fill the young mother with her second litter, he was finally going to fuck her. She lay helplessly on her back, shivering in anticipation. Steele said, "Now for your punishment," grinning.

What did he mean by that? She gasped as he stepped over her until he was looking down, his face inches from hers. "So sweet and innocent," he said. "I know how much you want my cock buried deep in your cunt, little cum-slut. But I was expecting Balto to be here by now, to witness it. So you will have to wait!"

He wanted Balto here? But what if the wolfdog attacked him? If Balto successfully overpowered the malamute, Jenna would have no choice but to breed with Balto! Worse, she couldn't bear to see Balto's face as she willingly offered her wet pussy to Steele for the second time.

Her thoughts were cut off short as Steele lowered his tip to her engorged pussy lips. But he didn't stop there, dropping his hips further until she could feel his soft, red flesh poking gingerly at her tail hole. Her eyes widened. He'd spread her ass apart before, but only on three occasions, and only to tease her before taking her cunt. She was still new to the experience. Worse, she feared that Steele would actually wait until Balto arrived to breed her. If Balto didn't arrive soon, what would Steele do when the time came for him to climax? She whimpered, certain that she didn't have room up her tail hole for Steele's entire cock. She didn't even consider whether he could tie in her. She shook her head at Steele, pleading with him not to go through with it, whimpering, "Nmmooo!"

But Steele only watched Jenna's desperate face with amusement, grinning. "You'd better hope Balto makes it here fast, or I just might sate my hunger deep up your ass." Jenna's jaw dropped as Steele thrust sharply forward, his pointed erection effortlessly spreading her anus apart and probing several inches within her. She moaned, again frustrated at the cloth gag in her mouth, preventing her from begging more eloquently for mercy. Steele leaned forward, driving his cock deeper. The angle forced her hindquarters up into the air, until she felt her abdomen pressing flush against Steele's own, muscular abs. She gasped as his rod, not even half-way into her tunnel, still held her lower half suspended in the air. She whimpered in pain, her vulva clenching desperately, rubbing uselessly against Steele's belly fur. Why couldn't he have penetrated her pussy?

With another shove, Steele pushed into her another inch, violating her tail hole farther than it had ever stretched before. His first penetration had been painful, but she struggled to relax her rectum, which helped. Thankfully, her lover had lubricated himself well with his own saliva. Still, her tight, untested passageway was swollen beyond twice its normal size. She whined pitifully through the cloth gag, kicking her legs futilely against Steele's bulk. He ignored her protests, thrusting again into the helpless husky. She pulled at the bonds around her front paws, trying to escape to no avail. He hammered into her, forcing more and more of his cock into her. "God, you're so tight, Jenna!" he cried, through gritted teeth. He began to thrust back and forth, pulling roughly a few inches back before shoving himself forward again.

Each of Steele's fierce thrusts was met with a muffled moan, as Jenna tried desperately to relax and take his slick rod up her ass as painlessly as possible. He humped her prone form quickly, driving himself half an inch further into her each time. Jenna had lost track of just how deep within her the malamute was, partially thanks to a new feeling overcoming her sleek body. As Steele flung himself against her tiny body, his strong abs brushed forcefully against her heat-engorged vulva. Soon, her pained grunts morphed to ecstatic moans, and she began to rock her hips up against her mate. In moments, Steele's belly fur was damp with her fluids.

Thrust after thrust, Jenna whimpered and moaned, feeling the big, black malamute fill her tail hole completely. With Jenna pushing back against him, Steele quickly hilted against her. Jenna gasped, feeling Steele's massive knot pressing against her over-stretched pucker. Still she thrust her hips upward, her anus grinding against his swollen glands. She wasn't expecting to somehow take his knot, but her frantic thrusts were all she could do to fuel that warm tingling in her pussy. Steele mistook her eagerness. "You want more?" thrusting to accentuate his question. Her eyes popped open, and she shook her head back and forth fervently.

"Nmmoo!" she exclaimed, fearing that he would split her apart.

Grinning, the malamute asked, "More?"

"Nmoo! Nmoo!" she struggled to say, but her scarf made the words almost unintelligible. He couldn't tell the difference between "no" and "more"!

Steele looked around the yard. No Balto, yet. He bent to lick one of Jenna's nipples, causing the husky to shiver, before he said, "I'm ready, but Balto is no where to be found. Your ass will have to do, for now. You can blame him, Jenna, for not keeping his promise to you."

He didn't mean it! He couldn't! She struggled at her bonds, but she was pinned on one end by her orange scarf, and on the other by a foot of rock-hard cock. He couldn't mean to force his knot into her. She whimpered, yelling, "Nmoo! Nmo, nmo, nmo, nmoooo!"

With a grunt, Steele dug his claws into the ground and leapt forward, pressing his knot against her already distended asshole. She shuddered at the pain of his thrust, trying to open her anal ring twice as far as she was already stretched. As hard as it was for her to believe he truly meant to penetrate her so fully, she knew how stubborn Steele could be. Unable to explain that was he wanted was impossible, all she could do was attempt to cooperate, and pray. She relaxed her rectum, and pushed back with his next thrust. The two canines collided against each other, and Jenna yelped as she felt Steele's swollen knot begin to wedge its way into her.

"Take it all, bitch!" Steele grunted, preparing for another powerful thrust.

Jenna winced, closing her eyes, her ears laid back. He was going to kill her, and there was nothing she could do. With a grunt, she forced her hips up against him once more. His knot sunk further into her with this thrust, spreading her anus three inches wide. She squealed in pain, her hindquarters trembling with her effort. "Nmooo!" she cried again, though she knew he would only hear "more" once again.

"No? Yes, bitch. Yes, you'll take it all, and you'll like it!"

She blinked in shock. He knew what she was saying, but still he was reaming her untested tail hole! Why would he do such a thing?

She screamed in pain at his next thrust. She tilted her head back, her eyes wide as she howled mindlessly. Steele had leapt forward, embedding his knot halfway into her, spreading her anal ring four, if not five inches wide! If she could form conscious thoughts, she would have been amazed that her tight pucker could have stretched so far. He was several inches deeper inside of her, as well. Seconds later, he thrust again. With an audible pop, his knot sank into her, her anal ring closing tightly behind it. He was locked inside of her, his knot now a softball-sized bulge just beneath her her tail. Jenna whimpered and panted as the pain suddenly subsided. Tears fell from her eyes, matting frozen in her fur.

She gasped, curving her neck to look at where the massive malamute had penetrated her. Her eyes widened when she saw the incredible bulge tugging on her tail hole. She could hardly believe she had taken him completely. Steele grunted, drool descending from his lips and landing unceremoniously on Jenna's face. The large dog gritted his teeth, clenching his eyes shut as Jenna's tight little body clenched powerfully around his gigantic cock. He gasped, "Unnnngh! So...tight...!"

Jenna shuddered, imagining the gigantic erection she had seen earlier entirely embedded within her butt. But now that the knot was firmly secured inside of her, the pain had dissipated. Now she could feel her rectum, swollen way beyond its normal size, pressing up against her sensitive, wet vaginal canal, and she moaned. Steele's heavy balls rested on her red tail, and his belly pressed firmly against her swollen vulva. She couldn't help but feel a thrill of pleasure at being so completely under Steele's control.

For his part, Steele was almost in shock at how tight and warm his faithful bitch was. He submitted to pure, wild instinct, beginning to thrust his hips back and forth. He was so close to splurting inside her! Jenna couldn't care less if he seeded her tail hole. She wanted him to fill her womb, and the fastest way to fulfill her wish was to finish this copulation with Steele. With a mischievous look, she clenched around his cock and thrust her hips upward, tugging powerfully on the big dog's sensitive organ. Steele groaned, humping faster, but he had filled her so completely that he had no room to maneuver. Instead, his thrusts just pushed Jenna back against the dog house.

His miniature thrusts seemed to satisfy the malamute, however. He grunted and whimpered as he pounded his little bitch, in time to Jenna's own pleased moans. Every time she thrust, her mound would brush up against his abdomen, and his deeply embedded cock would rub up against her vaginal walls. She moaned, wishing he were in that hole, rather than the other. Steele's thrusts gained force, pushing Jenna back until her head was banging into the wall of the dog house. She whimpered, but she could do nothing to get the obsessed dog's attention. She'd have to ride it out.

Steele's pace kept increasing until his hips moved in a blur, his tail wagging as he drooled uncontrollably onto Jenna's face. He could think of nothing but the tight clenching around his cock, not even hearing the repetitive banging sound of Jenna being pushed against the wall. Sylvie's and Balto's asses was much roomier than Jenna's. He'd never felt so confined. He panted quickly, rapidly approaching his inevitable climax. Jenna could do nothing but lay there and wait, shivering at the tauntingly small amount of pleasure coursing through her genitals. She moaned, tingling, with just enough stimulation to desperately want more.

Steele, on the other paw, had had enough. He dug his claws into the cold earth and used them for extra traction for his final thrust, forcing Jenna painfully into the wall. She was dizzy, but still she could feel the sudden, rampant flood within her tight confines. She heard Steele howling in triumph. Sticky, warm fluid began to pour into her rectum, but Steele was so huge that she had no more room for his seed. The pressure began to build quickly, spurt after spurt of semen spreading her internal passageway somehow even further, bloating her insides. Steele's knot plugged the only escape, Jenna's anal ring closed tightly around him. Still dazed, she wondered if this was it for her. Would Steele's balls fire so much semen into her that he ruptured her insides? She knew she was at the breaking point.

Thankfully, she survived. The pressure built until Jenna was near bursting with seed, but instead of rupturing her, with a sudden explosion, pints of dog seed erupted out of her ass. Somehow the fluid had managed to escape the tight seal of Steele's knot, ejecting from her tail hole with such force that Steele's balls, legs, and belly were coated, along with Jenna's legs and tail. But it didn't stop there. Steele was still howling, sending wave after wave of cum into her tight asshole. Now, though, each spurt sent another spray of the sticky fluid out of her. Her entire body trembled at being used so roughly.

Finally, however, the black malamute was finished with her. He collapsed on top of her, panting and drooling, still deep within her anus. It would take at least fifteen minutes for Steele's knot to subside enough to escape her tight confines, but there was nothing to do but wait. Jenna tried to speak, saying, "Geef fisssh gaaaag off!" But Steele was oblivious, just laying there and shuddering, musing over the incredible fuck he had just claimed. Jenna lay there, uncomfortable. She was pressed up against the dog house, and had been bound in the same position now for many minutes. And she still had a humongous cock reaming her tail hole. But the worst feeling was the tantalizing pleasure rubbing against her mound. Her heat still had not been satisfied, and her womb waited eagerly for a creamy filling.

Slowly, Steele's erection began to fade. His knot was just slightly too large for Jenna to wiggle away from, though she tried. Just as she was praying that Steele would wake up and fuck her properly before Balto returned home, her ears (and Steele's) suddenly perked up. Were those the sounds of a returning sled? Was Balto finally home, just in time to see Steele standing triumphantly over Jenna? Steele grinned and lowered his muzzle next to Jenna's ears, whispering, "Now the show really begins."

Jenna shivered.