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A single figure walked down the narrow street of cobblestone, footsteps echoing off towering brick walls. Pausing beneath the halo of a streetlamp he turned up his collar against the cold and damp, in the periphery of his vision he caught a glimmer of light. Something sparkled like a jewel in the dark as it came closer; twirling like a ballet dancer a used condom wrapper appeared in the trickle of rainwater running down the gutter. The crumpled foil catching the light as it circled in the pool that had gathered round his feet before finally falling down a drain to its final demise. Continuing his journey the figure turned a corner and stopped at an anonymous door, raising a hand he pressed a button, after a few moments the door clicked and he pushed it inwards. Narrowing his eyes against the shaft of light that split the darkness the figure pushed inside and the door swung shut behind him with a soft snick, returning the street to gloom and silence.

Coat and hat were removed to reveal a Sheppy dressed in jeans and a white t shirt but they were anything but ordinary, carefully placed rips exposed a toned pec where a ring through the prominent nipple shone through the fur. A butt cheek flashed its availability through a tear in his jeans as a smile flickered across his youthful muzzle while he paid the attendant and was handed a key attached to a wristband. No money entered these premises, everything got charged to the key number and was paid for on departure, finding the correct numbered locker he stowed his gear and checked himself in a conveniently placed mirror. Satisfied he nodded to the huge, muscled, stallion who guarded a thick velvet curtain, getting a nod of permission he pushed through and carried on down a winding corridor, the downward slope pulling at his calves.

As he walked the thump of his heartbeat in his ears began to lose out to the bass thump of music, pushing through a pair of swing doors he entered the club, taking a step back as the heady scent of masculinity assaulted his nostrils. He stood and inhaled for a few moments, the mix of sweat, musk and sex filling his senses and he felt a stirring in his crotch at the promise they held.

Weaving his way through the shifting throng he reached the bar and ordered a drink; letting the vibrations from the music flow through him, his body moving with the beat. Glass in paw he leant back on the bar and surveyed the crowd of people who talked without speaking, heard without listening. No words were needed or possible but little looks and glances, the way someone dressed or moved, spoke volumes. Little tableaus played out in front of him, there in a booth sat a lion, his mane not fully grown hinted at his age. His paws resting on the table in front of him played with an empty glass and his eyes were fixed on them, but little glances up at the crowd, the rise a fall of shoulders as he breathed a frustrated sigh spoke of his desire to get in with the action but something held him back, he needed someone to drag him out onto the dance floor to break that dam and release him from his nerves.

A slim fem-boi fox swaying on the edge of the floor dressed in fish-net stockings, with a suspender belt poking from the bottom of a very short skirt, had attracted the predatory gaze of a black wolf at the other end of the bar and was posing coquettishly to seal the deal. At the very centre the spotlight fell on a gyrating Doberman, nearly naked but for a pair of tight leather shorts that moulded round a bubble butt, the sheen on his coat made the light emphasise the size of his muscles as they flexed and bulged. To a casual glance he screamed dominant top but a closer look revealed the lie, a studded leather collar was buckled round his neck, a leather strap was fixed round his right bicep and the brazen glances he was throwing at the muscle gutted polar bear sitting alone in a booth spoke the truth.

The polar bear glared back at the dog, his eyes never leaving the weaving body as he chewed the cigar butt clamped in his jaws. A leather harness showed off broad muscular shoulders, the straps running round his belly emphasised its size and power as it bulged over the waistband of the leather pants that encased him from the waist down. Leather boots finished off the look and the Sheppy whimpered lightly at the thought of how ripe and musky the bear would be under all that hide.

Finally the bear had had enough teasing and rose to his feet, pushing his way through the dancers he strode up to the Doberman and clipped a leash to the dog's collar. The dog followed obediently as he was lead back to the booth, but the Sheppy could see his stubby tail wagging happily; mission accomplished. The polar growled at a fur that had had the temerity to occupy his booth scaring him off before the ursine slipped back onto the seat, the Doberman made to follow but was stopped by a shake of the bears broad head. Pointing to the floor the bear glared at the dog, daring him to disobey until the Doberman sank meekly to his knees at his Masters feet.

The bear leant down and said something to the dog, the Sheppy knew what it must have been as the Doberman wriggled out of his shorts. The bear snatched them and lobbed them into the throng, where they were last seen wrapped round someone's muzzle, leaving the dog in nothing but his collar, his heavy balls and sheath resting on the floor as he knelt back down. A quick slap from the bear and the Doberman bowed his head, ears splayed, and clasped his paws behind his back in the submissive position ordered by the bear. But still the stubby tail wagged briskly while the bear ruffled the dog's headfur.

After another growled command the helpless dog bent forward and began to eagerly lick at the bear's leather boots, his rump lifting into the air. The tan fur that ran from under his tail and between his butt cheeks only helped to focus the Sheppy's eyes on the furled pink pucker that was now displayed for all to see as it clenched and pulsed in the hope of what might be to come. While the dog lapped at his feet the bears paws shifted to his own needs, unfastening the waist band of his pants he eased the zipper down an inch or so, revealing a dense mass of coarser fur. Reaching down a huge paw grabbed the Doberman's collar and pulled him up, pushing his muzzle against the taut leather encasing the bear's crotch. As the dog raised his paws to open the zipper more he was rewarded with a smack across the back from the leash and quickly clasped them behind his back once more. Baring his teeth the bear snarled and used the leash to fasten the dog's wrists together, if he tried to move them now the collar would choke him.

Completely at the bear's mercy the dog returned to his task, taking the zipper between his teeth he slowly lowered it, his eyes closing and drool dripping from his lips as the powerful scent of the dominant ursine hit him. The dog's nose, pressed into the coarse bush of pubic fur, ran down over the bear's thick ebony cock as he unzipped his Master further. The polar spread his legs as the pants opened more, the zip going round over his butt and up the other side . The Doberman's nose brushed over a pair of heavy pendulous balls and down the bear's pungent taint until finally it rested against the ursine's pucker teasing him with its alluring aroma until finally he was permitted to release the zipper and take his reward. Licking hungrily at the sweaty hole as his Master's paw ran down his back and thick fingers began to rub over his tailhole.

The Sheppy was totally transfixed by the scene, his eyes glued on the probing fingers while his own paws squeezed his swelling crotch as he imagined his muzzle buried in that musky heaven. He was unaware of the bear's eyes on him as the ursine slipped two fingers into his own muzzle before smearing his spit over the dogs pucker and firmly sliding a digit into the welcoming hole. He grinned toothily as the Sheppy's eyes widened at the flagrant display before he returned his attention to the hole under his paw.

Sliding a second digit inside his bitch's hole the bear began to really work the dogs rear, sliding the fingers in and out, pushing them in deep and flexing the knuckles to open the dog more as the dog coated himself in the bear's musk, his anal glands marking the bitch for what he was. The bear's piece of meat.

Satisfied with his work the bear pulled his fingers out, leaving the dogs hole wet and glistening as it opened and closed like the mouth of a landed fish. Grabbing his bitch's collar the bear guided it's muzzle to his cock, growling as the hot wet maw enveloped him, sucking at the sensitive flesh like a hungry calf. Quickly it swelled up, coating the dog's tongue in spicy pre before poking at the back of his throat. As good as its muzzle felt the polar needed to fuck, to breed the little slut until he couldn't walk straight.

Pulling the dog from his meat the ursine yanked him to his feet and bent the canine over the liquor stained table, one heavy paw between the dog's shoulder blades pinned him down while his other paw held his ebony spire against the mutt's pink entrance. Milking his spit coated meat the bear spread his slick pre over the quivering pucker, working the thick tip just inside the tight ring and out again. Watching the rose-bud unfurl and greet the invader, sucking on the black flesh as he pulled back out again, feeling the dog whining with need beneath him all fed the bear's lust until with a roar he sunk the full length of his thick spire into the hot velvet hole.

All that mattered now was his gratification, the bitch's needs were unimportant and required no consideration. Gripping the dog's hips the ursine began to fuck hard and fast, plunging his rock hard flesh deep into that hole, his hips slapping hard against the mutt's rump as he pistoned into him. The bear's heavy balls thudded against the dogs as the rut grew harder, the dog's yips and grunts only drove the bear to new heights. As the bear felt the tingling build in his balls he leant over the dog and rested his full weight on the canine and squashing him against the hard table. Bared teeth bit into the bitch's shoulder as the bear snarled in his ear.

Having worked his way closer to the action the Sheppy watched as the bears balls contracted and jerked violently, his potent seed being pumped into the Doberman's guts, drops of white seeping out from their union such was the force of the bear's climax. Finally the ursine released his mating bite and pulled off the dog, slowly sliding his still hard member from the loose sloppy hole, thick cream oozing from the gaping ring.

The Sheppy stared and drooled at the Doberman's cum covered rump before he became aware of the bear staring at him. As their eyes met the ursine parted the dog's cheeks giving the Sheppy a clear view of the open abused hole and the bear's seed dripping from it. The polar beckoned the Sheppy with his muzzle and nodded at the Doberman, the invitation was clear and needed no repeating.

Quickly the Sheppy buried his muzzle in the bitch's hole inhaling the scent of the bear's sex as he lapped the dog's taint and balls, slurping up the potent seed that had leaked over them before slipping his tongue into the loose hole and claiming the thick juices the bear had left there. He was only vaguely aware of paws unfastening his jeans and letting them fall to the floor before thick paws massaged his aching shaft smearing the pre over his sensitive flesh.

A paw gripped the scruff of his neck and pulled him away from heaven making him whine unhappily, before the bulk of the bear pushed him forwards, a paw still round his shaft guiding his meat into the Doberman's sloppy hole and he sunk deep into the slippery depths his knot slipping easily past the abused ring. The paw that had held his cock now spread his pre under the Sheppy's tail, thick fingers pushed firmly past the ring and massaged his prostate.

As he began to hump the Doberman's hole so the Sheppy drove himself on and off those thick digits until suddenly pain flared from his rump as they were replaced by something much bigger and harder. Biting his lip he wriggled his hips as he worked back onto the bear's thick meat until he felt the coarse pubic fur pressing against him.

Slowly he began to knot fuck the dog again, forcing himself on and off the bear behind him, panting and drooling he build up speed until his climax hit, exploding like a volcano within the bitch. Hearing the bear roar behind him as his passage clamped down he was only vaguely aware of the heat of the bear's seed spreading through him.

The systems detected the body's release, the VR program shut down and the sensory probes withdrew, leaving the motionless fur with nothing but the deafening sound of silence.

Hope it was an enjoyable read , any feedback is welcomed ^^