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The sun had sunk low in the sky by the time I had gotten home, a rough day of work now fully behind me. The heavens were accented with dark pinks and fiery reds, the perfect scene for a warm summer evening such as this. There was nothing left on my agenda, the weekend fully open to whatever I wanted to do. I crossed a few steps that lead to the front door of my home and nudged my way in without much effort. Cool air crossed my muzzle as I entered the brightly lit dwelling, the familiar smells of home and a particular loved one crossed my senses immediately that forced a smile to grow over my lips.

The stove had been recently turned off and the table was set with a small meal for two, nothing large or extravagant but romantic nonetheless. I let the bag that I had been carrying through the day fall to the floor with a thud and then leaned down to unstrap the pedometers from around my calves. My career was that of a sled taxi, as was an appropriate job for a husky of my stature and talent. It was about that time that I felt a familiar presence had come in from the living room. I shifted my gaze in front of me to see my adoring mate standing in the walkway that lead into the kitchen, though what he was wearing, or lack there of, caught me off guard.

My eyes turned over his lithe form, his stature being considerably smaller than mine, thin body in general with a height that was level to my chest, an easily recognizable dalmatian. He wore a simple shirt, light blue with white stripes running down it vertically with a folded collar that had two buttons done up at the top. On his head he wore a checkered beany that covered both ears. Below his waste, however, was nothing. Dante was his name, my mate of several months so far and for the most part he spent his time at my home, which was by far fine with me. My eyes gazed between his legs to see a completely hairless vagina with pink flesh showing through perfectly white fur. I swallowed hard as I felt a blush begin to creep across my cheeks, and my stare must have been quite obvious as a giggle sounded from the dalmatian's throat.

"Happy Valentine's day," he said, his voice being soft and sing-songy, giving way to his true gender. My mouth came open to speak but my words caught in my throat for a moment, I wasn't exactly use to such a stunning sight.

"Happy Valentine's day," I finally said and smiled, taking a few steps closer to him with my large arms held up at my sides. The boy quickly moved forward and was caught up in my embrace, my powerful limbs taking him up in a firm hold that wasn't too crushing. I felt his cheek rest against my bare led chest, my chin resting on the clothing that adorned his head as we shared a quiet moment of each others close company. "Well this is certainly a pleasant surprise," I said after a moment of us embracing. He leaned back some and looked me in the eyes while a grin had come across his face.

"I knew you'd like it," he said and then gently pulled away, my arms slowly dropping to his sides and feeling over his bare hips and thighs. "I thought that after we ate we could go out and have a bit of fun. What do ya say?" he asked simply enough.

"Oh, that sounds great," I sighed happily. Today had been longer that most others, my shoulders and legs ached from pulling my heavy sled around the city and a few drinks sounded heavenly, along with a full stomach. Dante beamed and gestured to the table at our side, a small, square, wooden fixture that could seat four but was perfect for two. On it was a lovely festive decor, two plates with a pasta and meat sauce dish, two lit red candles, two empty glasses with a close by bottle of red wine, and at the center was a glass vase with a single red rose settled in a pool of water. I looked over the spread and felt a welling of pride in my chest for such a compassionate partner.

"Shall we?" he asked and pulled out a chair that was closest to him.

"Sure, just one moment," I said as I went to work with unbuckling the sled harness that was strapped across my torso. The nylon straps loosened easily as I undid the buckles, eventually pulling the entire article over my head and dropping it against my bag near the door.

"And you talk about me teasing you," he remarked, looking at my bare chest now. I chuckled to myself, coming to realize that the two of us combined created a single complete wardrobe. I pulled up the chair opposite of his and together we scooted into the table. We began to eat and talk about how our day had been, light hearted in nature. We both held smiles and would laugh at each others odd jokes, the awkwardness of them being more laughable that their actual content. I loved to listen to him speak, I found his voice soothing and calming to my mind. My thoughts would often draw back to him during the most stressful parts of the day, his imagery and memories that he occupied were like cool water being poured over a smoldering fire. Even as we would speak my eyes never left his visage, keeping eye contact as I slipped forkfuls of food into my mouth. We opened the wine and poured ourselves a glass before toasting and taking a drink at the same time. I don't know how much time had elapsed since we had begun talking, the only indicators being that we had empty plates in front of us and the bottle of wine was almost gone. We continued to lose ourselves in conversation, and the more I drank the more I continued to realize that he was still completely bare just beneath the table. That simple fact made blood begin to rush to my sheath.

Our conversation had finally lulled in content after a while, both of us fixing our gaze on what was in front of us for a few moments before we began to move. "That was great, hun," I said as I scooted back from my spot and stood up, taking up both of our plates and empty glasses. He stood up at the same time and I found that my gaze wondered back to his nude lower half. I hadn't realized that I had frozen until he had walked up to me and placed a kiss on my lips only after he went up on his toes. I blinked and found my mind snap back to reality in time to see him wonder out of view into the living room. A shiver ran up my back and a smile broke over my lips as thoughts returned to normal. I dropped the dirty dishes in the sink and ran some water over them to help clean away any left overs, it was then that I realized there was more to this dinner preparation that I hadn't quite caught before.

The entire kitchen was spotless. The sink that had been full of dishes just the night before was devoid of plates and glasses. The counters had been wiped down, the floor was spotless, and the stove was sparkling. I hadn't ever expected such a kind act as this and it made my chest well.

"Dante?" I called out and made sure I was quick to follow where he had gone. I crossed the living room after the kitchen and saw a light emanating from my bedroom with the door drawn nearly shut. I kept smiling, tail wagging happily as I made me way over and nudged myself inside.

"Yeah?" he called back just as I saw him, standing there in the middle of the room without a shirt over his form. I wasn't expecting the imagery of my mate naked, but it didn't bother me.

"Thank you for cleaning up my place. You didn't have to," I said and took a couple steps closer, putting myself mere inches from his back. It was then that he turned to face me, a smile just as big as my own was displayed. I looked down over his form much like I had many times before, with and admiring mind set. Since stripping away what was left of his clothing he had allowed his breasts to go unbound. Though they were small they fit perfectly for my preference, cute and perky to the touch. He stepped the rest of the way to me and brought his arms up around my neck just as I drew my arms around his lower back. Our lips pressed together for an extended moment, enjoying each others presence before parting.

"Get dressed, all right?" He said with a wink and turned back around to reach for a red T-shirt that was off the edge of the nearby bed. I took my chance and swatted him across the ass. He yipped and turned to give me a playful look and I returned the wink he gave me. Together we set in putting on clothes, getting ready to go out like we often did on warm weekend nights such as this. I had slipped out of my work shorts and pulled on a pair of tan cargo pants with a black long sleeved shirt that slid easily over my upper body. I turned back around to see my dalmatian pull on a pair of blue jeans that stayed firm to the contours of his rear and thighs. Next he let a tank top slip over his upper body, his breasts staying unbound like they often did when he was in public. Another shiver slipped it's way up my back, and I must have made some noise because he turned around and our eyes met. "Ready?" he asked and took a step towards the door.

"Almost," I said and quickly snagged his arm before he got too far away.

"Oh?" he asked and gave me an innocent look. I nodded and my other paw reached out to the top of the closet shelf that I had gotten my own clothes out of, searching for a particular gift that I had hidden away for this date. My fingers finally ran across a velvet box that I quickly pulled down. It was a rather flat rectangular object, covered in dark red with a large bow on it. His expression brightened as I held it out to him, and it was gratefully taken up. It wasn't wrapped or bound by anything, the top easily coming off of its lower half to reveal the present within. Dante's eyes lit up with happiness as his eyes drew over a black leather collar that was fit into a mold. Silver studs rounded its circumference and right at its middle was a loop and a dog tag that had a simple word carved into it's surface: Merun's.

"Oh wow!" he gasped and looked up at me. I brought my paw up and pulled the collar from its packaging only so that I could gently bring it around his neck. He held out his neck calmly as I made sure to secure it firmly but not so tight that it would have been uncomfortable for him. The small charm with my name on it rested just above his collar bone, reflecting light like a small mirror. I could tell he was proud of it, much like I was of him. He was finally collared, officially my little pet for me to take care of. It was a definite sign of ownership, a solid reminder of who's side he belonged to.

Hidden deeper within the box was a black leash that matched the collar in size and color. I clipped the appropriate end to the same loop that held the tag and wrapped the other around my paw, making sure to have a firm grasp before giving it a light tug. Dante stepped closer and nuzzled his cheek against my chest. I pulled an arm around his size and together we stood there, embraced in the moment as not only mates but as master and pet.

"Come along now" I said after a few moments, gentle and deep as I began to step out of the bedroom. I didn't have to even use to leash to make him obey, he stood tucked in at my side like a good pet should be. We exited my home side be side, my dalmatian barely wandering any further than an inch or two as we walked. The air was warm and warranted no jackets, the wind had even picked up and blew the spring atmosphere through our fur.

City lights glowed just down the road as my pet and I walked on. In my left paw was his own while my right continued to hold the leash in a very secure manner. Any time he would get a bit too far for my liking I would give the leash a playful tug to remind him of where his place was. Nothing was said as we went on our way, no sound being made except for our footsteps. The sky was without any clouds, and golden stars shined high above our heads. I often caught myself looking up at them, and I could tell that Dante would do the same as his paw would tighten around my own.

The glow of businesses crossed our path as we entered into the more active party of the city. Cars began to drive past us and the path in front of us was becoming more active with people. I began to notice that when someone would walk by Dante would hold his chin up, proudly showing off the collar and tag that hung in front of his throat. I smiled proudly to myself as well, loving the fact that he was so eager to show off who owned him. The center of the city came more near and with it more clubs and bars, all of which were active with the early hours of the night with different forms of music.

My eyes scanned our path, recognizing the streets that we were on as well as the ones that we would turn down. I searched for our favorite establishment, one that Dante and I had first met at and from there it had become a special place for us. It was the perfect place for us to spend this night at. It wasn't long before we had come up to its entrance, large green double doors with thunderous music coming from within. I pulled back one of the large wooden panels and allowed my pet to enter in first. The thrumming music entangled us as the doors came to a full close at our backs. Lights flickered around at the back of the club where a crowd of people were dancing and a DJ was up on his throne. Dante and I both crossed the floor to the nearby bar counter and took up some open seats. One of the tenders quickly picked up our arrival and came to take our orders.

"What can I get you two?" he asked with a smile.

"Two glasses of Rumchata," I said and placed a twenty dollar bill on the counter from my pocket. The tender nodded and went off. I looked back to my pet to see him bobbing his head to the house music that was playing, his hips even swaying in his seat and his tail was a blur of excited speed. I chuckled as I watched him and reached up to unclip the leash from his collar. "You can go dance," I said and murred to myself. He let out a happy bark and lunged for me but just for a quick kiss on the lips before he bounded off for the dance floor. He melded into the side of the crowd but kept within seeing distance of me.

Our drinks had arrived and my money was snatched up for change to be made. I picked up my glass and began to drink its milky contents as I watched my pet begin to dance with the others, his movements churning and moving with the rhythm that played over loud speakers near the back. His eyes were closed as he seemed to be put into a trance, a grin holding its place on his muzzle as he moved every part of his body.

I couldn't help but begin to feel blood rush to my sheath, hypnotized by his movements and shifting body. I continued to sip away at my drink and my breathing became noticeably heavier and longer. I didn't know how much time had passed, but before I knew it I was sipping at an empty glass. Without thinking I grabbed Dante's untouched drink and began to take mouth fulls of the delicious creamy alcohol. Songs shifted and with it came a new set of movements from my pet. I had almost lost him between bodies, but as soon as a few people parted I caught his eye. He seemed to freeze for the briefest of seconds as we locked gazes. He gave me a wink and continued on again with his dancing. The glass in my paw was empty in a matter of seconds and was abruptly slammed down onto the counter. I got up from my seat and felt the muscles of my body flex and tense. The leash felt so feeble and weak in my grasp as I began to step closer to where the dalmatian was moving around.

I caught him off guard when I suddenly reached out and snagged his arm. He gave a bit of a jump and turned to see me in the same instant I clipped the leash back onto his collar and began to pull him towards the door. All the while I stared him in the eyes. At first he made an expression that was sad, not wanting his fun to end so suddenly but as soon as he recognized my body language and the look of lust that I was giving him he knew immediately what was going to happen. He was no longer reluctant to leave then, if anything he was nearly pulling against the leash for us to leave the club.

We exited the building and turned down the sidewalk, passing a few pedestrians on the way. He was in front of me now, leading me towards an area that was devoid of street lights and people, a wide open park by the looks of it. I followed graciously, and since he had so happily taken the lead I was able to get a perfect view of his ass as it bounced and swayed with each step. We picked up our pace and were practically rushing now, as if there was some sort of clock we were trying to beat. I hadn't realized it until now, but I could smell his arousal, the faint increase of moisture that flowed about his form with distinct scents that I knew all too well. He was wet, so much so that I was for sure his panties were soaked.

Dante lead me up into a grassy area, one of the cities darkest places at this time of night and as such was devoid of all other beings. He didn't stop though, not until we had nearly reached a sandy area that was filled with a bunch of different types of jungle gyms and kids' play sets. As soon as we came to a halt he turned around and leaped against my body. I caught him with ease despite the sudden attack and our lips locked together like a vice. We turned our heads from side to side, making the embrace deeper still as we began to tear at each other's clothes.

Shirts came off first, nearly ripping fabric to shreds, but luckily our minds were clear enough that we were able to pull them over our heads without much damage. Mine came off without a problem and was thrown off to the side in a ball. His vanished in the same matter, but after that there was his bra that was needed to be dealt with. That part was unfortunately broken as I grabbed the back of it with both paws and pulled in opposite directions. I didn't have the patience for the strap, no matter how simple it might have been. With his small breasts freshly expressed I craned my head down and latched onto a nipple, suckling gently on the small nub before pulling back and stroking it over with my tongue.

I yanked the leash down hard, forcing Dante to drop to his knees in front of me. He grabbed at the sides of my pants but my free paw was the only thing that was undoing them. Without constraint they dropped to my knees along with the boxers that were underneath. My cock sprung free, nearly fully grown now as it had been on a slow swell ever since we got out of the club. I grabbed a fist full of his black hair at the back of his head and locked eyes with him again. I didn't need to tell him anything, and like a good pet his mouth came open immediately.

I forced my cock into his mouth without mercy, going about half way in before it hit the back of his throat and made him gag. I decided I didn't want to be too harsh on him, being that it was valentine's day and all. I relaxed my grip a bit and let him bob on his own, like he needed any help. He showed how hungry he was for my cock. His tongue worked along the rock hard sides, moving back to swirl it around the tapered tip for another moment before driving back down as far as he could go. He breathed deeply from his mouth, and with each suckle he gave I would let out a low moan. My head was tilted back and my eyes were closed, loving the wonderful massage he was giving me.

Speed increased and he was soon bobbing as hard as he could, small feminine moans escaping through his own lips as he would keep trying to take all ten inches of my girth down his throat. My hips would even buck a few times, wanting to be balls deep in his mouth so I could release a torrent of my cum into his stomach. I grunted and pulled back on the fist full of hair. The dalmatian came off with a gasp, mouth still open but now his lips were lined with a layer of pre cum and his own saliva. He stared up at me with glazed over eyes that swam in a pool of lust. We were both breathing heavy now, my cock bobbing freely just inches from his face, dripping with a mixture of juices.

"Turn around, pull down your bottoms, and get on your paws," I ordered and released the back of his head by giving it a light jerk away. He began to instantly comply with my command, spinning around on his knees in the soft grass, his paws were like lightning as they undid his own pants and pushed them down to his knees, along with a pair of sodden blue panties. While he did this I stepped out of the rest of my pants and advanced towards him. He went down on his paws like a good little pet would and I knelt down at his rear.

I seized his tail with my paw and lifted it, exposing his asshole and pussy that was just as dripping wet as my cock. I leaned in and pressed my nose between them, taking a deep breath of his own feminine musk before my tongue snuck out and began to gently swirl and cross over his pink cunny lips. He cried out but was silenced as I gave the leash an assertive tug, making him bite his lip and continue screaming out behind gritted teeth. I closed my eyes and savored his flavors, my tongue drawing circles around his soft pussy lips before pulling back a bit and tracing his slit from top to bottom.

He would gasp and cry out, his small body giving a jerk every once in a while as I would continue dragging my wet appendage around his nethers. One of his paws even lifted to covers his mouth, knowing full well that I didn't want him to be too loud, as we didn't know who could potentially be around. I gently pressed my nose up against his tail hole as my tongue forced its way into his cunt, delving as deep as I could before I felt the tip stroke across his cervix. He whimpered out and his body began to quake as I gave him more attention. I decided that was enough and slowly pulled my muzzle back, making it as agonizing as possible for my pet as I tries all I could to vibrate my tongue on the way out.

When my tongue was free of his pink depths I drew it up, crossing over the bit of skin that separated his cunny from the tight little pucker that was still exposed. I began to drag and lick around his anus with savoring intentions, panting and moaning gently to myself as I tasted him fully. He would lose control every once in a while as I would become more aggressive with my intentions. I would have to yank on the leash frequently to get him to quiet down, even doing it sometimes so that he would back up his perfectly formed ass onto my muzzle. The tip of my tongue traced around his little spot before the tip began to gently massage its center and push inside.

Reflexively he tightened up, but with a firm pull of the leash he forced himself to relax. I found myself beginning to really enjoy this submissive pet side to him, it was making our fun all the more, well, fun. I slowly pushed my tongue inside of his asshole, controlling my breathing as best as I could as I started to taste more dynamics of his body, growling to myself as my lips pressed around the outside of his ass. I wasn't able to go quite as deep as I did with his pussy, but it was far enough nonetheless. I eased my muzzle back, having my tongue go limp before it finally slipped free, leaving my pet's asshole wet and open just a bit. It was a clear sign of what he wanted to happen, and I was more than happy to oblige.

I got into a comfortable position on my knees at his back and leaned my chest over his body. He was shaking with anticipation, taking in shudering breaths that caused his smaller frame to gently sway. I rested my thick canine cock between his ass cheeks. I hotdogged his cheeks for a short time, getting us both psyched up before I pulled my hips back, aimed my cock to the spot under his tail and began to move forward. The saliva and pre cum that coated my cock and his asshole made for a very well lubed entry, but despite that he let out the loudest scream of the night. I yanked back hard on the leash, catching his voice in his throat and making his jaw hang open with no sound coming out.

I made sure to go in slowly, like we had many times before, I didn't want to hurt him despite the fact of how much he truly enjoyed taking it in the ass. I was more than happy to give it to him of course. I felt myself hilt inside of his ass, my large, heavy balls resting against his pussy of which was gushing his femme juices onto my thick fur. I leaned myself back so I was in an upright position and then pulled back on the leash for him to do the same. He gagged at first, not used to such rough treatment but never showed any complaint. When his back pressed against my broad chest I brought my free paw around to his front and grasped one of his breasts, even gently taking his nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

He turned his head to the side and looked at me, panting with his mouth open and tongue lolling out. I leaned in and pressed my lips against his and our eyes closed as I began to move against him, first pulling my cock out at about half way and then thrusting back in. He jostled with each movement of my hips, my muscular stature and strength was far more than he could handle, and because of that held no control over the situation. We moaned and gasped in unison as my thrusts became more savage and fast, beginning to put quite a bit of strength behind each rocketing roll of my hips.

We locked lips again and again, only parting to moan or take a deep satisfied breath. My paw continued to play with his breasts while we fucked, moving from one to the other, stroking my fingers against his nipples that became hard to the touch. I was soon using so much strength that I had to hold him against my body so that I didn't buck him off of me. Or movements evolved into rapid bursts, driving like crazy and then transforming in long strokes the went back so far that my cock would nearly slip free before I forced every last inch of my red girth back inside of his tight bowels. He loved that every time I would do it, his eyes rolling back and his tongue hung from his lips. I took the opportunity and brought it into my mouth, suckling softly on his wet appendage as I would make more and more of the long power strokes.

Soon my paw dropped down between his legs and began to stroke and play with his clit, making his pelvis spasm and buck against my paw while also wanting to drive back onto my cock every time I would thrust forward. The resulting action was a vibrating body that wanted to satisfy everything at once. I chuckled and let his tongue slip from my mouth as he let out a crying whine.

"Merun, I'm gunna cum," he panted out breathlessly. I grinned at him and pulled my paw from his pussy and took a hold of his shoulder. With a hard shove I forced his chest down onto the ground, his arms splaying out at his sides as he was in too much bliss to react fast enough. "Ooooh fuck!" he cried out and gripped two fists of grass. I drew myself back and struck my paw against his ass, making a loud clap that rippled his flesh. That seemed to be what really sent him over the edge because I felt his entire body stiffen. A loud moan erupted from his muzzle at the same moment that I felt a blast of femme cum gush from his pussy and completely cover my balls and inner thighs.

The entire scene was enough to send me over the edge as well. He rode his orgasm for nearly an entire minute and was left a shivering wet mess afterward. I gritted my teeth and snarled, feeling a familiar build up of pressure come from the bottom of my stomach and work its way to my cock. I suddenly pulled out of his ass, making him gasp and jolt. I left behind a gaping opening that flexed and winked, allowing me to peer inside of him for a split second before I forced every last inch of my cock deep into his pussy. He gave a low whimpering cry as he was assaulted with more pleasure, but it rapidly transformed into shock as he felt a hot gush of my thick seed spray deep inside.

He looked back at me with astonishment, his mouth now hanging open not because of pleasure but of shock. I felt my body tense up like his had, every muscle rock hard and flexing while a long howl escaped my open mouth. I had thrown my head back and made sure to bury every last inch inside, depositing every last drop of my seed into his pussy. I had cum so much that it had begun to leak out and was running down the inside of his thighs, a thick gooey mess that that clung to his fur. We were both panting very hard now, grunting even as I leaned my body over his, took his chin into my free paw and gave him a deep passionate kiss.

We held that position for several minutes, and I could almost physically feel the questions that sprung to his mind. I didn't know how much time had passed before he broke our embrace and moved apart from each other. We both knew there was the very real fear that he could get pregnant, but I didn't rightly care. I almost liked the idea of filling his belly full of pups, to have him carrying around my litter inside, a mix between dalmatian and husky.

I pulled my cock free of his gaped, sloppy pussy and together we went to work with collecting our clothes and putting them on. We didn't even bother to really clean ourselves up, instead we fastened up what we could and began walking home. We even left his broke bra there in the grass.

Not once through the whole experience did I let go of his leash, and as we crossed busy sidewalks and streets I made sure that he was at my side and that my free paw was holding firmly onto his. Every once in a while we would catch each other's eye and grin knowingly. He could tell that I wasn't worried about his imminent impregnation, in fact it almost seemed like it was something that he was longing for to happen.

When we got back home it had become later than we expected. Our clothes were off as soon as the outside had been shut away and made our way into the bedroom again, flinging articles left and right. For the next hour we spent making love one last time for the night. He had elected to be on top this time. I was balls deep within his pussy once more, and as he rode me I felt both paws wonder over his front and hips, loving the sensation of his smaller form over mine. We both came at the same time, injecting another thick load of my seed inside of him just to make sure that everything would fall into place if it already hadn't before. My knot had swelled inside of him, and at the end of our conjoined bliss he toppled over onto my chest.

We breathed heavily as I pulled the covers up and over us, our lips locking again. My arms enveloped his form just as his folded in against my chest. I felt our hearts beat together in a unified rhythm, and I felt that there would be no other place that I would rather be than right here at his side. We kissed again and again for a few more minutes, tongue entwining every once in a while. Eventually we became tired though, and our bodies became still as darkness began to take our tired minds.

"I love you," he whispered softly to me, barely audible.

"I love you too," I whispered and settled my chin just above his head as we fell into sleep.