The escape chapter six chance encounters (part two)
The escape chapter six chance encounters (part two)
I was shocked to hear this. It was then I noticed the pink tip sticking out of the end of his sheath and the way he tries to hide it.
"Hmmm. Yes you can." Tracy answered.
"Tracy are you sure about this he is your son after all."
"Relax Paul its not mating, if it saves him all the frustration and from humping the pillows it's a good thing." Tracy replied.
"But he's just a pup."
"He's eight Paul. You weren't much older."
"Ok Tracy its your choice."
The young border collie just stood there with his tail happily wagging. I didn't want Eric to be sexually frustrated either, and I knew if I put my foot down with Tracy and said no I would be barking up the wrong tree for sex for quite a while.
"Paul will you explain to Eric how it works?" Tracy asked.
"Fine. Ok Eric there's a few rules. Number one, she can't be in heat. Number two, Grace or Greg can not be around when you do this. Number three Tracy will always start the game. She does this by licking your tail hole and massaging your testacies, once you're ready she will stand in front of you flagging her tail at this point you lick her tail hole to get her ready. You take her in the tail hole only Eric and if I find out you haven't there's going to be trouble. Lastly no means no. Any questions?"
"No." he replied with pure excitement.
Tracy stood there flagging her tail, I couldn't believe she was doing this but she was after all a dog.... well a hybrid. Its not like they live by the same human morals as people do, although they do seem to embrace some human behaviour. Plus it wasn't like her was fucking her. The young collie looked at Tracy than at me nervously
"I'm not sure what to do Paul." Eric whispered.
"Here I'll help you."
I positioned Eric and lifted Tracy's tail out of the way, slipping my paw like hand under the young border collie as I massaged his semi hard penis while he licked at Tracy's tail hole.
It was understandable really, I had both bitches and Grace while Ryan had Grace plus these little games with Tracy while poor Eric had nothing. I felt sorry for the poor pup, what father wouldn't? It was then I felt more than his tip poke thought his sheath, he was ready.
"Now Eric you slowly work your way inside or you could hurt her."
"Ok Paul" he said with his wagging tail hitting my arms.
As I helped the border onto his mothers back thoughts of how fucked up this was ran through my mind. Even after all these years they could still shock me from time to time. It was a little comical, he was smaller than her and having to stretch to reach her tail-hole. I guided his penis to her tail hole as he started humping, I helped position his tip and before long his clumsy humping paid off as he started to hit his target.
I just saw out of the corner my eye Eric bite down on Tracy's scruff and lock his arms around her waist. I moved my paw like hands over his rear and helped support his weight and make it easier for his smaller body to stay up. His thrusting soon sped up and Tracy started to brace herself. Before long he let out a sound between a yelp and a whine. Panting he slipped off his mothers back, his canine penis leaking over the floor as he moved.
Afterwards as he finished licking himself clean he unsteadily got to his feet and walked over to us. I wasn't sure what he doing as he faced me, I didn't have to wait long to get my answer as I felt his tongue over my muzzle.
"Thanks Paul." he said.
He then walked over to Tracy and did the same. The last I saw of Eric was the white tip of his tail as he left the room. I looked over at Tracy laying there panting with her tail down covering her tail hole and sex, she still had it, the sexy bitch still had it.
Getting a naughty idea I started nibbling and nuzzled around her neck telling her without words that I was also in the mood.
"Like father like son." she mumbled while getting to her feet.
I held back a laugh at her comment as I started to nibbled her flank, I knew this drove her mad. Her happy yipping and moaning told me she was enjoying it as much as I was. The strong black and white bitch moved ahead of me and stood like a true quadruped flagging her tail in a slow seductive manor.
"Give me your bone." she whispered while looking over her shoulder at me.
"Does the sexy bitch need some loving?"
She just let out a long canine whine as her response. That's all I needed to hear. I moved forward and nuzzled under her tail enjoying all the moans and groans coming from the bitch. Once I knew she was ready I slipped onto her back, wrapping one arm around her while using the other to aim my tip at her tail hole.
Without warning she pulled herself from under me.
"What is it?
Still standing on four legs in front of me she lifted her tail. I had the perfect view of her canine mound and used tail hole still splattered with my sons seed.
"Not there Paul! Here." She said pointing to her Y shaped canine sex.
I held back a laugh before lining myself up again, this time I aimed lower, as my tip touched her hot entrance she quivered underneath me. As I worked my way inside her I felt her powerful canine vaginal muscles start to grip my length, even all after all the litters she'd had, not to mention her age she was far tighter than any human woman I've ever known.
I started to thrust harder and faster making Tracy yip and growl. She wanted to be taken hard like a feral bitch and I wanted to give it her. I felt warm all over and the want turned to a need as I fucked her more furiously than I ever had before. Before long I shot my load into her causing her to howl loud enough to be heard in the next town.
Spent I fell onto her letting her take my full weight. After a few minutes I climbed off and stepped over my knot so we were standing back to back.
I wasn't sure how much time had passed before my knot had gone down enough for me to pull out of her. Tired I flopped down next to her, as I laid there I couldn't help thinking about her and Emily and hoping she aged just like her mother.
Just as I started to relax Ryan walked in and started sniffing around my paws and Tracy's tail.
"You up for round three?" I said as I nudged the black and white bitch still catching my breath.
"It never ends. I won't be able to sit down for week at this rate," she said as Ryan started nuzzling under her tail.
It was at this point I decided to spend a little time with Emily before trying to grab an hours sleep. Tracy may not have been spent but I sure was, Emily would have to make do with a lick and a cuddle.
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Hours pass and I was just at that point where you were between sleep and awake. After an early start and a hard day there was nothing like a power nap to make you feel like yourself again. As I started to come around I felt something furry against my back, I turned my head while only opening one eye. I saw Tracy laid behind me. At some point after I nodded off she must have joined me after her fun and games with Ryan.
A few minutes later both Jenny and Jessica rather nosily entered the room.
"Can we ask you something?" Jessica asked looking at me.
"Forget that! Paul, we saw Tracy and Ryan mating not long after you mated her." Jenny said in her typical untactful way.
I just looked at Tracy before looking back at Jenny. She knew how territorial I was with Tracy and Emily and how pissed off I would be if another male knocked then up.
"No they weren't Jenny."
"Yes Paul I saw them, we saw them." Jenny replied.
"No Jenny it's a game we play. Trust me even if she was in heat she couldn't get pregnant that way."
It was then Tracy stepped forward and held Jenny's paw.
"Me and Ryan weren't mating. Ryan only gets to take me in my tail hole and them only when I'm not in heat." Tracy answered.
"And you like that?" Jenny asked.
"It's strange but at the same time enjoyable." Tracy replied.
Both hybrids just looked at her confused
"Here let me show you Jenny." Tracy said taking the young rough collies muzzle in her paws.
I just watched as she guided Jenny to the floor where she instinctively took to four legs. It was then Tracy stuffed her nose under Jenny's tail and started lapping at the young hybrids tail hole. I could see the young collie twitching and hear her moans as Tracy went deep. I knew it was a little sick but I was getting turned on by the sight, watching one of my mates rim my youngest daughter. Soon Jenny was spared out tail directly pointing up and making moaning sounds while Tracy carried on licking. I had never seen Jenny like this before.
Both me and Jessica continued to watch the sight until Tracy stopped and moved away. It was then I noticed how wet Jenny's vulva looked, I guess she enjoyed it.
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Days passed on the farm, I was enjoying an off day until Grace pulled me to one side. This normally spelled trouble when Grace didn't want to be over heard.
"Do you remember what you asked a while back Paul?" She asked.
"Err... refresh my memory."
"About Jenny's mother and letting the two of them meet."
"Oh yeah now its coming back. She was down about the fact she'd never met her."
"Well she's going to get the chance. I just got off the phone with Alfred, apparently she's wanted to meet Jenny for a while too. Anyway they'll be up at the farm this Monday."
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Monday came around quickly, Grace had cleaned me and Jenny up ready for the big day. Jenny was going to meet her mother for the first time, both of them wanted me to be there for some reason. I was a little surprised that Alfred went for this after all the time that had passed. It had been more or less eight years since Jeana had given birth to Jenny and she wasn't even fully weaned when they were separated. But as Grace had said when I asked her it wasn't up to her but Jeana's owners, if it was alright with them she had no problem as long as it happened here.
"Come here girl." Grace called.
She then sprayed Jenny's chest with some of her perfume. This causing Jenny to curl her lip up and wrinkle the bridge of her muzzle in a canine snarl.
"Jenny! Jenny stop that. Don't you want to smell as pretty as you look?" Grace said.
"Not if it means smelling like that." She replied while snorting.
"Paul you explain it to her." Grace said.
"Thanks a lot Grace."
I sat canine style in front of Jenny placing my paw like hand on her side.
"Your mother is different to us. How can I put this? She's a pampered pet Jenny that has never worked or even seen mud and rain before."
"Pampered pet?" she said tilting her head on its side in confusion.
"You know how we get a day off once a week to relax or when the weather is too bad to work? No wait, better yet do you remember when you were sick and Grace took care of you?"
"Yeah." Jenny replied.
"Well that's how she lives all the time, not the sick part, the being taking care of part."
At this point Jenny looks really confused, she even tilts her head all the way the same as a normal canine does.
"You'll find out when you meet her Jen."
About half an hour later and all three of us were waiting for Alfred and Jeana to arrive, Grace wouldn't let me or Jenny work for fear of us getting dirty, not that I was complaining but I could have done without the ribbon she tied to my collar, of course Jenny was less pleased about the one Grace attached to hers. I swear that bitch was a tom boy, she even made Emily look feminine.
It wasn't long after a low sports car pulled up the driveway, it struggled a little to get up the rutted farm path. I saw the occupants just as the car stopped. The man I knew as Alfred got and greeted Grace before turning his attention to me and Jenny.
"Is this Jenny?" he asked pointing to her.
"Yes."
"She's grown. The last time I saw you, you were only a small pup not much bigger than a rabbit."
Jenny unsure of the strange man backed off and moved behind me. She was no coward but had become wary of strangers after the business with the two brothers.
"Your wife couldn't make it?" Grace asked.
"No she did want to come but she hates treating Jeana like this, it upsets her. You know every time there's a vet visit or something like that I have to take her. At first I thought it was the fact our children had grown up and she missed being a mother, now I think it was the menopause, either way she sees Jeana as her little girl. Are the rest of your dogs out of the way?"
"Yeah they're all working up in the fields." Grace replied.
"Good. Come on" he said as he opened the door letting Jeana out.
She looked the same as I remembered, expect her collie mane was in a different style and she had on a different sundress to last time. But there was something else different about her that I couldn't quite put my paw on.
"Now you three play nice." Grace said as she started shooing us away.
As we started walking away from the driveway I kept a close eye on Jenny making sure she didn't try biting or humping Jeana, so far she seemed to be on her best behaviour.
We made our way to one of my favourite spots on the whole farm, a hill that over looked the farm itself, on a clear day you almost see the town from here. I sat down on the old log I often used as a seat when I came here. Looking at the two bitches I patted the log motioning for them to sit. As the two bitches sat beside me Jeana placed her paw on Jenny's muzzle.
"You look so much like your father." she said while tracing her markings.
"I hear that all the time." Jenny replied.
As Jeana's gaze moved lower to the point of Jenny's furry breasts she turned away and blushed turning the insides of her ears and the bridge of her muzzle a bright red.
"I really wish you were wearing something to cover your assists." Jeana muttered.
"What I'm wearing a collar." Jenny said pointing to her neck.
"But I can see your.... how can I put this, full breasts." Jeana replied.
"I don't get what you mean?" Jenny asked.
"I can answer that Jen. You see Jeana here has been raised like a human, their modesty for instants as you can see by the dress she's wearing. She's not as comfortable with her body as we are."
"I don't see why. When you have nice fur it seems a shame to cover it up, anyway aren't you hot under that?" Jenny asked the older bitch.
"Not really I'm used to it." Jeana answered.
Half an hour passed and Jenny asked her mother all kind of questions and answered a few of hers too until she asked one the pampered pet didn't know the answer to.
"Where did my name come from?" Jenny asked.
"Your mistress chose it, I wanted to call you Andrea." Jeana answered.
"What about my full name?" She asked.
"I can answer that Jen. Your kennel was made using both mine which is Summertime prince and Jeana's which is Desert flower to make yours, Blossom princess."
"Thanks Paul." Jenny replied.
I only knew that because I asked Grace about it once, alone with a few other things.
"Wait she calls you by your name?" Jeana asked.
"Yeah she does. Jenny and the rest of the pups have been raised like hybrids, like a pack."
I knew what she meant. Jeana lived as close to being human as possible and was spoilt rotten, where we on the other hand lived as farm dogs. We had a nice life where we got a lot of freedom and treated very well by Grace, we just didn't get to live a pampered life like she did. The down side was we lived more like ordinary canines like most hybrids did.
"How did you two meet?" Jenny asked.
"Long story."
"I can answer that. My mother and father wanted me to have babies... sorry pups. Then my father saw your father... sorry Paul at the market and asked your mistress if he was available to stud." Jeana said.
"Mother and father?" Jenny interrupted.
"That's what she calls her master and mistress Jen."
"Oh right." Jenny replied.
"Anyway I was bred to him a few times and a while later I had a litter of beautiful pups. Your mistress wanted one of my pups for her farm and chose you."
Jenny looked at her taking in all the new information. It must have been a lot to take in
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Later that night Grace took me to side.
"You know I did you a favour Paul today. Maybe you could do me one?"
"What do you have in mind?"
"I want to make you my doggy."
"But I'm already your doggy."
"No I really want to make you my doggy or should I say bitch."
"Bitch?" I squeaked out.
I was a little worried about that, did she plan on using a strap on? Or some other kind of artificial penis on me? I didn't want my tail hole fucking.
"Don't worry it won't be any worse than what Emily's done." She said patting my head.
It was then I felt Grace's hands hook under my arms and the sensation of myself being lifted on to my feet.
"Come on." she said guiding me to the bedroom.
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The weeks pass until one afternoon Grace came over to me and Jenny while we were working in the field. She had walked over with a worried look on her face.
"What is it Grace?" I asked.
"The powers out Paul. I've just spent the last hour talking to an electrician and the whole house needs rewiring."
"That's not too bad." I replied.
"It is Paul. Forgetting the cost for a minute they'll have to gut the whole house, the ninety year old wring is past saving. Long story short the house won't be liveable for a week and few hotels are willing to allow one dog let alone seven." She explained.
So that's it, she wouldn't abandon us. She could easily find a room for herself and Greg but cared too much about us to just leave us.
"Anyway I have a few more numbers to call before I give up hope." she said as she turned away.
The day grew late and the house was still dark. I got the feeling we would all be camping out in the field tonight. Just as we're were about to call it a night Grace whistled for us to come. Me and Jenny wasted no time getting the sheep back. No sooner than we had them penned Tracy, Emily and Jessica was bringing theirs back as Eric and Ryan were doing the same.
As Grace closed the last latch she looked at all.
"Right, as I told Paul earlier the house isn't liveable and won't be for a while. A friend of mine at the shelter has offered me her loft in town. All of you will be on your best behaviour." Grace said the last part in her you had better listen tone.
We all piled into the 4x4 just as Greg had finished loading up a case. We were packed in like sardines, in fact to say the back was overcrowded would have been an understatement. The drive felt long and every time Grace hit a bump or stopped I got a face full of one of the dogs backsides. Of course the rest of them were loving the ride in the car, Jenny even more so as at some point she had climbed on Ryan's back and taken to humping him.
"The dogs are playing in the back." Greg called out as he looked over his shoulder.
"Jenny stop that! Don't make me come back there." Grace said as she looked in her rear view.
Jenny just slipped off the shocked Kelpie a little sheepishly. When she got excited like this she bounced around like a puppy and sometimes she would forget herself and hump the nearest dog, whether they liked it or not.
After what felt like an eternity we pulled onto a small side road and stopped in what looked like a rather neglected car park, at least Grace's old beaten up 4x4 wouldn't look out of place here. As Grace killed the engine Tracy opened the back door and we all literally fell out of the back of the old 4x4. Looking around at the slightly run down looking buildings one thing crossed my mind.
"The ghetto."
"That's not funny Paul. You all need to behave yourselves, these will be our new neighbours until we can go home."
"Ok, which one is ours?" Tracy asked looking up at the buildings.
"Erm, the top one, the loft if I remember correctly." Grace replied looking at the keys.
As we walked up the wooden steps the place didn't look too bad, just a little rundown, as the low rent kind of places teenagers moved into after leaving home.
Grace rattled the keys in the lock before the door opened with a creak. The place looked like students lived here. Nothing was clean and things were scatted around.
"Grace your friend lives here?" I asked.
"Oh no Paul she rents it out." Grace answered.
Looking around I saw the small living room was also the kitchen, there was two doors at the other end of the small room. After having a look around I found one led to a small bathroom and the other to a small bedroom which had two single beds in it. Living together just got a whole lot closer.
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As time moved on I found I hated the new cramped loft, it may have only been temporary but it was one tight fit for nine of us. We slept in the living room/kitchenette at night while Grace and Greg took the bedroom with the two single beds. The morning ritual was Grace driving Greg to school first thing then she drove us back to the farm to watch the sheep while they nibbled the grass in the fields. Just because the house wasn't fit to live in didn't mean the work stopped. Then later on she would pick us up after the sheep were safely back in the barn and take us back to the loft in town.
It was starting to get a little dark, Grace had brought us home an hour ago, fed us and were now resting by the log effect fire.
It was then Greg walked in with a girl about his age, I just opened one eye and watched. Grace stayed out of their way as best she could as not to embarrasses young Greg with what was possible his first girlfriend. The evening wore on as the two of them talked about things kids talked about, then Emily yawned in her canine way before curling in on herself and licking her Y shaped sex not giving a damn we had a guest. The girl just stared at Emily a little surprised by her behaviour.
"God Emily do you have to do that now? If you can't leave your mangy backside alone kindly do it in the other room." Greg said in a cleaver way.
The girl just laughed at his comment.
I just watched the unphased black and white bitch continue to clean herself in a very canine way. Then without even lifting her head from her crotch Emily just raised one of her canine/human paws and put her middle clawed digit up giving Greg the finger. The look of shock on Greg's and his little girlfriends face were priceless, but Greg knew better than to piss Emily off.
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Money was tight as the repairs to the farm had pretty much wiped out Grace's savings and then some. As it turns out there was a lot more wrong than just some burnt out wires, the house needed a full rewire plus the gas and water lines to the house were in need of being replaced too. The farm itself was very old and in the last few years the problems had been mounting up. And if the repairs to farm wasn't bad enough things was made worse by the fact her old 4x4 was in need of work too.
I also had a debt that needed repaying. The help I got off Steven in dealing with the two brothers had come at a cost. Sometime in the next month I was going to have to do something I swore I would never do again. Slipping away long enough to do the job was going to be even harder now, but all these problems had given me an idea. After the bad experience with the breeders last time Grace had promised to never put me through that again, but given how tight money was and the strain on her check book I bet she would be willing to try again. This would be the perfect opportunity for me to do that last job, that is of course if I could get Grace to agree and Steven to set up a fake breeding appointment.
Its then I saw her enter the cramped living room still wet from her bath. Now's as good a time as any I suppose.
"Grace?" I asked.
"Yes Paul." She answered.
"I had an idea about paying some of the bills."
"I would certainly love to hear it."
"How about you stud me out again? The money wasn't bad last time and if should help with the repairs."
"But you hated it the last time. I couldn't put you though that again no matter how bad money is." She replied.
"If it helps. Anyway it was the treatment I got at the kennel I hated." I explained.
"Are you sure you don't mind?" Grace asked while holding my paws in her hands.
"No I don't but please don't send me to that same kennel." I asked.
"I promise." She replied.
That's chapter six part two, please give feedback on what you like or don't like. As always votes, comments and favourites are welcomed. I also value input, so any fetishes you may have or ideas that you feel might work, let me know in the comments or in a private message. You never know I may add them to one of the upcoming chapters, or a story that's still in the works. Plus there's always the chance it could give me an idea for a whole new story....