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Balto lay, huddled in the snow, a muzzle wrapped tightly around his mouth and a chain around his neck to a post in the ground. The metal links might as well have vanished - Balto would have stayed there anyway. Steele had won, but that was hardly the most damning thing the wolf-dog had realized that day.

Jenna had betrayed him. All this time, he'd been trying to protect the red-and-cream colored husky from Steele, but she had been laughing behind his back, sneaking off, and fucking him. The two most traumatic events of his life - the first and second time he'd watched his rival bloat Jenna's heat-swollen womb with cum - had been a farce.

He'd gone to Steele, begged and offered himself as a toy to the big malamute to prevent Steele from raping Jenna, and the big, black dog had gladly agreed. Balto hoped Steele might keep his word, but his word was irrelevant! Jenna had been offering herself to him behind Balto's back for months!

Now, the punishment for biting his musher seemed minor compared to the beating he had just taken. Balto just whimpered and wept as the sun began to set. Jenna already had one dose of traitorous malamute batter, and she would do nothing to stop Steele from plumbing her depths until she was waddling everywhere she went.

That's how she found him.

Balto looked up, his tail tucked neatly between his legs, to see Jenna, alone. The husky was almost invisible in the darkness, but her orange scarf stood out. What is she doing here? Come back to taunt me? he wondered. He set his gaze on her, staring silently as she crept forward on her belly.

"Balto -" she started to say.

He had wanted to give her the silent treatment, but water welled up in his eyes and he snapped, "Was it true?" The words were only a little muffled by the muzzle. He wanted to hear the truth from her, not just from Steele.

When Jenna looked away from his focused, yellow eyes, he knew what she'd say.

"Yes..."

Balto wanted to keep his voice steady, but his words came out as a whimper. "Then I have nothing."

Jenna glared at him. How can she be angry at me? "No, that's not true. I came to...I came because..."

"I don't want your pity," Balto said quietly, laying his head down so that he was facing away from his former love.

"I don't pity you. I love you - I always have. I just didn't know it."

Balto swung his head around to stare at Jenna, eyes narrowed. How dare she betray him, then lie to his face?"You've got a funny way of showing it! All those 'long walks'? You were going to fuck Steele? You let his friends fuck you, too? After all I've done for you?"

"But I -"

Balto's eyes went wide as he rounded on the husky. "No, no 'buts'. I let Steele_humiliate_ me on the condition that he wouldn't rape you while I was away, only to find out that you were lifting your tail willingly. Jenna..." Balto whined, trailing off.

Jenna dragged a paw through the snow, explaining, "I thought I loved him - I thought he loved me. He was just using me to get to you, and I was too blind to see it."

"And _my_love wasn't good enough?" the wolf-dog demanded.

Jenna was silent.

Balto looked down. "I see." Had she _ever_loved him? Had she only married him because she felt obligated to after he saved Rosy?

Jenna stepped closer, voice raising, "Look, I don't know. I've been a huge fool, and I deserve what I've gotten. I don't deserve your forgiveness, and I don't deserve to have you back. That's only part of why I'm here."

Lifting his head, Balto blinked, "You want me back...?"

"Of course I do. I know that's not possible anymore, but you got something wrong. Steele_did_ rape me. Every day, either directly or through his henchdogs. I can't recall a single time that he heeded my wishes. I was weak, Balto, and Steele walked all over me."

Balto was quiet, watching Jenna carefully. She seemed to be telling the truth, but he'd believed her when she said she needed time alone on her walks, too. And so what if she _did_regret what she'd done? It didn't forgive her betrayal.

Jenna couldn't hold back the tears that had been building the moment she saw Balto. "It's too late for me, but that's not why I'm here. It's Aleu, Balto. He's going to do the same thing to her, and I can't stop him by myself."

Balto's ears perked up, his eyes almost seeming to glow in the moonlight. "He threatened Aleu?"

The difference in his demeanor made Jenna jump back in surprise. Sniffling, she said, "More than threatened. He...touched her; made her do unspeakable things to me."

Before she'd finished her sentence, Balto was already digging at the post in the ground. No matter what Jenna had done, Aleu didn't deserve to be punished. His only pup - he'd long ago given up hope that Kodi and the others were his - they resembled Steele so much. "Help me with this, Jenna, the ground is too cold."

The red husky cocked her head, walking up to her former lover. "O-okay," she said, wiping a tear from her eye. She began digging in silence.

The wolf-dog kept digging until his pads were bleeding. "You're done with Steele?" he panted.

Before she could answer, a sound rang out from the shadows, and the black night seemed to slither forward. "Well done, Jenna," Steele said, emerging quietly through the snow. On either side of him were Nikki and Kaltag. Star crept along behind the massive, black malamute. "But I'll take it from here."

Balto's ears went flat and he stared up at his rival, the stake still stuck in the earth. "What?"

Jenna said, "I -"

"Lead us straight here. Did you enjoy her act? I think she really meant some of it, too. But you'll notice she didn't offer to fuck you. No, that right is reserved for me," Steele interrupted.

"Jenna..." Balto said, glancing back at the red husky. Was this all a trick?

"That's not true, I -" This time, she wasn't interrupted. She just trailed off.

Steele laughed. "You didn't think she really wanted you back, did you? You've seen my cock first hand - you think you could compete with that? She's just jealous of Aleu. That striking brown fur, and her tight little spade. Did she tell you how your daughter did everything I asked of her? How she promised to find me when her puppycunt puffed up?"

Balto stared at Jenna, eyes wet, but he could see the truth of Steele's words in Jenna's eyes.

"But hey, at least you'll be a grandfather. Aleu's the last chance you've got," Steele grinned. He took another ominous step toward the chained wolf-dog. Nikki and Kaltag laughed loudly.

Jenna whimpered, "Steele, stop..."

As always, he ignored her. "Still, I'm starting to worry that my little red bitch is still confused about her feelings toward you. She _knows_you can't compare to a specimen like me, but she's wallowing in the past. It's all out in the open now, Jenna, you don't need to pretend you like him."

"I _do_like him!" she protested, moving toward Steele.

The big, black dog flattened his ears and growled at her, stopping her in her tracks. His eyes were as cold as they have ever been, steam rising from his muzzle in the cold, Alaskan air. "That's because you still think of him as male. But that couldn't be further from the truth."

Jenna cocked her head. Balto gaped. There were things Jenna didn't need to know...

"Didn't he tell you? How he bucked his hips and _came_when I stuffed him full of cock? You'd think he'd be more understanding why you chose me, since he's my little cockslut, too. He tells himself he was just trying to protect you, but that doesn't explain the moaning."

"That's a lie..." Jenna gasped, glancing over at Balto. The wolf-dog was blushing.

Kaltag stepped forward, wagging his tail. "I saw it all. Balto was positively whining, no, whimpering...howling, no..."

Steele growled and snapped at the brightly colored husky. "Shut up." Kaltag shrunk back, while Steele stepped toward Balto while looking at Jenna and said, "You don't hear him denying it. Kaltag, Nikki, grab him!"

Before Balto could react, the two large huskies leapt at him. He tried to squirm away and fight back, but he was tightly leashed to his stake and wearing a muzzle, and never stood a chance. Kaltag had his teeth around the bottom of Balto's collar, pulling him down, while Nikki bore his weight on the wolf-dog's shoulder, holding him steady to face the mocking malamute. Balto whined, looking up at his rival's face-splitting grin.

"Balto, Balto, Balto..." Steele tsked. "This little half-breed mutt thought that his fifteen minutes of fame meant he was a real dog." He started a slow circle around the pinned canine, still gloating. "How many bitches have you fucked? Just Jenna? And a pity fuck, at that."

Steele ran a paw along Balto's back, making the wolf-dog shiver. "I do have to give you credit though, you did sneak one pup into her alongside mine. Aleu may not be much of a looker, but she's still a bitch in Nome, and that means she's mine."

"If you touch her, I'll..." Balto started, but Steele cut him off, walking around behind him. Balto gasped as the malamute hefted one paw up beneath Balto's brown tail, cupping his grey-furred balls. Balto squirmed, but couldn't move at all with Kaltag and Nikki holding him down..

"Such a waste. No one wants what these little nuts have to offer, not when they can have a pedigree like myself. The only one who ever gave you a second glance was Jenna, and _she's_been fucking me behind your back and begging for my puppies."

Jenna didn't deny it. She just whimpered, while Balto whined. But what could the wolf-dog say? It was all true.

"Still," Steele continued, "my number one bitch over there keeps pitying you, and I'm getting sick of it. But how to convince her to leave you alone; that I'm the only male worthy of her tight, little cunt?"

"Steele, please," Jenna gasped. "Just leave him be. I'll go with you, just let him go..."

Steele glared at her with a coldness in his blue eyes far beyond anything she'd seen before. He snapped, "Him? This eager little bitch doesn't deserve to be called a male." Patting Balto's balls, Steele, said, "If no one wants what these have to offer, I think you'd be better off without them."

Balto gasped, "W-what are you doing?" looking over his shoulder at the malamute. He realized precisely how vulnerable he was. He could only shove a few inches either direction. Without help, Steele could do anything_to him, even carry out his recent threat. _But he wouldn't really...would he?

Steele leaned in beneath Balto's tail, shoving aside with one paw to gaze at Balto's trembling sack. With a grin, Steele licked his lips, making his threat plain as the cold from the summer snow. Balto watched, over his shoulder, paralyzed, unable to breath. His eyes were transfixed on the malamute's interlocking, razor-sharp teeth, just inches away from his soft, trembling balls.

Everyone froze. Nikki watched Steele, transfixed, while Kaltag's eyes went wide. "Y-you can't be serious..."

Star, normally so eloquent compared to his brightly-colored friend, tried to pass it off. "He's just joking..."

"Why not?" Steele growled. "It'll make Balto into the bitch that he really is." With a gentle lick, the malamute slathered Balto's lightly-furred sack, his white teeth gleaming in the moonlight. Balto groaned, expecting a sharp _crunch_any second.

Shivering, Balto said, "Steele, this isn't funny!" He struggled against the two huskies holding him down, but he couldn't seem to move, his rump up and displayed for the vicious malamute. He could only watch over his shoulder as Steele licked his chops.

Jenna stood nearby, paralyzed, able to see everything. Standing behind the two dogs, she had the perfect view of Steele's lascivious slurping of Balto's defenseless nutsack.

"That's because I'm not joking," Steele said simply, drawing Balto's balls into his mouth with his tongue. Balto could only whine, completely at the malamute's mercy. His sopping balls were already coated in Steele's saliva, the wide muzzle more than enough to accommodate Balto's hefty nuts. Balto quivered, feeling sharp teeth meet on either side of his dangling sack, Steele's tongue sliding back and forth.

Growling, Jenna stepped forward. "Steele, that's enough."

Steele pulled himself away from Balto's musky sac to shout at Jenna, "I'll tell _you_when enough's enough. Now take a good look, Jenna, as your knight becomes a lady."

Balto got a good look at Jenna's face right then. Her ears flattened, her eyes wide, her tail between her legs. Her jaw trembled, speechless against the huge malamute's ferocity. She was cowed as always, obeying Steele instinctively, despite all her big talk about protecting Aleu. Balto realized he was on his own.

"Now where was I?" Steele asked, grinning. "Oh yes, these delicious, useless morsels."

Balto whined again, knowing that appealing to the dog's mercy was his only hope. "Steele, please, you've won! Let me go - I promise I won't challenge you again..."

"Oh?" the malamute asked, curious.

Kaltag grinned. "Make him be our bitch, Steele - I want a piece of that wolf-dog tail."

Nikki chuckled in agreement.

Steele said, "Entertaining offer."

Balto swallowed heavily. "I'll be everyone's bitch, I just...I just ask one thing."

"Yes?" Steele asked, taking a big huff under Balto's tail.

"Leave Aleu alone. That's all, please..." Balto whined.

"What!?" Steele growled, teeth gleaming. "I thought I told you - all the bitches in town belong to me. You dare to put her off limits? I don't think you really understand what it means to be a bitch, Balto."

The wolf-dog flattened his ears, his vain hope vanishing against the wave of anger.

"But I know how to 'fix' that," the malamute gloated. All eyes were on Steele as he _slurped_in Balto's balls once more, holding the trembling orbs just inside his dangerous muzzle.

Balto's throat was dry, quivering as he felt his pride just a muscle contraction away from leaving him. In desperation, his hoarse voice cried, "Steele, you can't!"

It was the wrong thing to say, almost _daring_Steele to prove otherwise.

Chomp!

Balto yelped, a sudden, sharp pain coursing down his body. He stared back in disbelief - surely Steele hadn't done what he _thought_he did! Everyone watched with wide, unblinking eyes as Steele took a step back.

His mouth was full, two distinct bulges trying at his black lips. Popping his head back, Steele began to chew, the soft, squishy sounds burning into Balto's ears, able to pierce through the intense pain he felt below his tail. He's really done it! Balto thought.

"Mmm," Steele murmurred appreciatively as he shifted his meal around in his mouth with his wide tongue. He chewed slowly and deliberatively, savoring the taste.

If there were any remaining doubt in his mind, Star gasped, "He...he _did_it!" The purple husky had a perfect view of Balto's rearranged backside, a few drops of blood smearing the snow beneath it.

Kaltag and Nikki both let go, taking a step back, just as shocked as everyone else. "W-w-w-w..." was all Kaltag could say.

Jenna looked like all the blood in her face had drained away.

Steele just smiled and chewed, finally tossing his head all the way back. Balto watched in horror as Steele gulped, then gulped again, two, big bulges disappearing down the malamute's throat to slide into his stomach. Licking his lips, the evil dog said, "Delicious."

No one else could utter a word, so Steele continued, "_Now_you know what it's like to be a bitch. Now be a good girl, and lift that tail..."

Balto was to stunned to move, even though no one was holding him down anymore. In a daze, he felt Steele move up behind him. Vaguely, Balto realized that the malamute was sporting a gigantic erection, but the wolf-dog didn't have any more fight in him. He just trembled there in the snow as Steele mounted, lining his throbbing cocktip just above Balto's ruined maleness.

They're...they're gone, he thought, wincing at Steele's sudden, violent thrust. Digging his claws into the ground, Balto spread his hind legs and held his ground, wincing at both new and old pain on his backside. I'm nothing now - a worthless mutt. His mind was filled with the memory of his balls sliding down Steele's throat. They wouldn't be coming back.

Steele was hammering away, but Balto was miles away. What could I offer Jenna now? Or anyone? No one will want me now...

Steele grunted, tugging on Balto's hips as he plugged himself all the way into Balto's tailhole. As if mocking him, each thrust brought Steele's hefty, white balls smacking against Balto's severed scrotum. This is all I am now - a bitch and a punchline for whoever is willing to take pity on me...

Steele's words finally pierced Balto's mind. "-ghter than Jenna."

Whimpering, Balto tucked his tail between his legs, bucked up and down by the force of Steele's thrusts. Glancing over, Balto met Jenna's horrified eyes, and saw none of the comfort of kindness he had imagined earlier. There was just fading pity for the miserable mutt.

"I wonder what Aleu will say when she finds out she has _two_mothers?" Steele gloated, holding himself deep as his knot began to swell just inside Balto's bunghole. Balto just whined. Steele reconsidered, pulling back just enough so that his knot would stay pressed up against the wolf-dog.

Balto pictured Aleu, shuddering as he saw her disappointed face, realizing that the father she'd come to respect was nothing more than a neutered cur. What would the other sled dogs think? Sylvie? Dixie?

"Nnnggh! Nngg!" Steele grunted getting closer.

Between the biting and the gelding, Balto was sure the musher would give up on him as well, if not just shoot him and put him out of his misery. No, the only thing left to Balto, Hero of Nome, was Steele. It was Steele's interest that kept the poor dog going. At least he meant something to_someone_, even if the malamute hated him.

With a whimper, Balto felt the big sledder fill his rectum with hot, bubbling cum, basting his insides before the sticky cum splattered out of him, melting through the bloody snow beneath him. Grunting, Steele unloaded his big, virile nuts into the wolf-dog, marking him forever as a helpless, needy bitch. One look at Jenna and the others confirmed it - none of them could see him as anything else.

Pulling out, Steele left Balto in a puddle on the the ground, grinning at the others. "Well, Jenna? How about it now? Who will you choose? Balto the bitch, or me?"

Balto glanced over at Jenna with big, trembling eyes. Jenna's muzzle was curled up in some combination of pity and disgust. She looked up at the huge, beautiful malamute, hesitating. She looked from Balto to Steele again, and took a sharp breath. "You, Steele."

Steele grinned. "I knew you'd come around eventually. Now let's show Balto what he's missing."

"What, now?" Jenna asked, stunned.

"Yes, now. What did you think I meant?"

Jenna shivered, turning around obediently for the malamute. Before Steele took a step, he said, "Have fun with the brown bitch all you want," to his three henchdogs. Not a one of them moved, frozen in place as they watched Steele walk up behind Jenna.

Jenna held her ground as Steele took a big whiff of her puffed-up cunt. "Still in heat," he declared. "Ready for a second helping of puppies, Jenna?"

Jenna took a deep breath, closing her eyes and saying, "Yes..." in a hush. There was no comparison now. Steele and Balto had clashed again, and now there was only one male left, only one dog who could give Jenna what she needed and deserved. Steele may be cruel and mean and a liar, and Balto may well have loved Jenna once, but with one quick snip, Steele had changed the calculation forever.

Balto watched as his former mate's tail went rigid, held to the side as the big, black specimen climbed onto her back. Steele was already ready for a second helping, his knot still bulging, but the wolf-dog had always known that he was no match for Steele's sexual prowess. Now more than ever.

The new gelding had a perfect view as Steele lined his slick, red cock with Jenna's wet spade, leaning forward to whisper loudly enough for everyone to hear, "No second thoughts now, Jenna? Don't we belong together?"

"None," she gasped. "You're the biggest and the best dog in town. There's no ones' pups I'd rather have..."

"Good girl," Steele grinned, wagging his tail. Balto's eyes were fixed on Steele's fat, white balls, all the proof anyone needed of his superiority. Steele continued, "I was starting to wonder if you were worthy of me, going back to that mutt again and again. I wouldn't want my pups to be dumb. I was going to give you to Star."

Jenna shivered in his grasp, looking over her shoulder at him. She didn't make any effort to glance at Balto, huddled in the snow just behind him. She did spare the purple husky a glance, eyes wide. "No, Steele, I want you. I'm your bitch!"

Still, the malamute hesitated, his tip twitching up against her quivering cunt. "But do you really mean it? Will you complain when I help Sylvie, and Dixie, and the others? Will you whine when I give you to others?"

Her ears were flat, and she did hesitate, but Balto knew she would agree to anything Steele said. She would do anything for her pups. She said, "No, Steele. Please, fill me with your pups; I'll do anything you say!"

Steele pressed his messy tip just a few inches into her, making the red husky squirm. "One more question, Jenna."

She met his eyes. He said, "It's my job to fuck all the bitches in Nome, even the ugly ones. Even Aleu..."

Her jaw dropped, and Balto tried to rise on quivering legs, anger surging in his chest. That was too far. Jenna would never agree to that, and Balto knew first hand how Steele felt about being told who and what he could fuck. Balto prepared himself, still invisible to the other dogs, ready to leap to her defense when she defied h -

"Then do it!" she gasped. "Who better? I want the best for my daughter," Jenna panted, "and you're the best."

Balto collapsed, his legs giving out. But Jenna was right. If not Steele, then who? None of the other sled dogs were like Steele. He's always imagined her running off with wolves, but why should she want anything to do with her old "man"? The less wolf in her, the better. Balto lay uselessly on the snow.

"Now _there's_a smart girl," Steele grinned. "Now it's time for your reward..."

With a grunt, Steele shoved himself knot-deep into her. Her tail wagged in time with his, spade stretching wide to engulf him. A _slap!_rang out as he failed to bury all the way into her, but he had plenty of time. Jenna whimpered and bucked her hips around the massive shaft.

"Harder!" she gasped.

Steele leaned forward to lick the side of Jenna's face, pounding forward. "Still so tight and tender," he groaned. "Will Aleu even be able to take it?"

Jenna yipped, spreading her legs. "Soon - we'll make sure you're nice and wet."

Steele laughed. "And what about her? Will you grease her up for me?"

"I'll lick every corner - every crevasse..."

Pounded harder, Steele began to pump his fat knot further and further into her gaping spade, but he still had several inches to go. "Too bad she's not already in heat - I'd love for everyone to see both your bellies swell."

"Soon...soon!" she gasped. "I wanted her to wait until she was full-grown, but she'll be ready soon."

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Steele asked, teeth gleaming. "To be lying beside her while you both nurse my pups?"

"Yes!"

"I was going to wait, but if you want to give her to me early..."

Jenna howled, digging her claws into the ground as she slammed herself back against the enormous malamute, her pussy squeezing down hard as she came around him, her spade still struggling against his fat knot. Barely coherent, she gasped, "She's yours, Steele! Fill her puppy-cunt with your litter!"

"Nnnng!" was all he could reply, hammering three times in quick succession until his knot_popped_ in, followed by a loud, roaring gush of fertile dog cum, straight into Jenna's trembling, waiting womb.

Balto watched, helpless, even though he had every ability to stand, leave, fight, or cry. He felt an empty nothingness as his former mate was bred once again by his rival - former rival. Balto was nothing now. Aleu was better off with Jenna and...and Steele. His dull, yellow eyes stared blankly as Steele's firm balls squeezed and clenched again and again, claiming Jenna once and for all.

And claiming Aleu - Balto's only child. Only in her did he live on, and even Balto had to admit that her pups would be the biggest, strongest, and smartest if they came from Steele. Balto would do what was best for her - no matter the cost.

* * * * *

"Come on, Mom, push!" Aleu barked at her red-and-cream colored mother. Jenna was lying in a whelping box, her tongue dangling out as she panted. Her belly was huge with a litter of Steele's pups - only Steele, this time. Her teats were full and trembling now, waiting for a new batch of tiny mouths to feed.

Steele beamed with pride, looking the two bitches over. Aleu was still a growing pup, just barely over a year, her wolf blood a good sign that she'd be taller and stronger than the other dogs in town. And she wasn't as ugly as he'd once thought, especially now that her own womb was full of kicking, little pups.

Despite Aleu's claims that she was ready, she'd been reluctant when the time came. One look at Steele's gigantic cock was enough to tuck her tail between her legs and beg him to wait until she was older. But Jenna was there to talk (and lick) some sense into her, and Balto was tied up to watch, so Steele wasn't about to wait.

After months of fucking her, she was starting to grow on Steele. Balto's two greatest accomplishments were by stroke of luck - first, managing to guide the sled through a blizzard when Steele had gotten lost, and second, sneaking Aleu into Jenna's freshly splattered womb. Judging by the wolf-bitch's own swollen teats, she wouldn't be much longer than Jenna.

Steele had made sure that Balto was along to watch the birth of Jenna's new litter. The former dog was crouched on the floor, ears flat as he watched the two girl's that used to be his. Jenna was groaning in pain, her leg up as her spade clenched and pushed.

"How many do you think she'll have?" Steele asked the old wolf-dog.

Balto's ears perked up and he looked up at the malamute. "She had six, before, but you only bred her once. You really worked her over this time. I'd guess...eight?"

Steele grinned. The wolf-dog had become so much more palatable once he'd lost his balls. Everyone in town looked at the grey mutt the same way, now - worthless. The musher had taken him off the team, and Steele had the top spot once again. Steele had made it very clear to all the males in town that bitches in heat were _his_to take (or give). But Balto was fair game, and Nikki, Kaltag, Star, and the other males around town took full advantage of him. Steele chuckled, "If that's how it works, then Aleu will have twenty-seven."

Balto chuckled softly.

Steele felt his cock stir, looking at the two pregnant ladies. He still felt the strongest when Balto was around. Nothing was better than watching someone else fuck the wolf-dog, or pounding Jenna's pregnant belly while Balto was forced to watch. Steele couldn't deny how Balto made him feel. Now, with Jenna finally giving birth to the litter she deserved, Steele couldn't hold it back. "Balto, suck me off."

"But -" Balto said, in a rare display of disobedience, eyeing Jenna.

"I'll let you watch when she's pushing them out."

Balto nodded, crawling over on his belly to Steele's glistening rod. Steele lifted his front legs to give him room, groaning as Balto went to work, _slurping_at the belly of his growing cock. "Good girl," he said, through gritted teeth.

Both Aleu and Jenna looked up before realizing he wasn't talking to them. Jenna said, "Nnn, I think they're coming...!"

Alei watched nervously, realizing that in a week she'd be in the same spot. She was still smaller than Jenna, and if the second-time mother was having this much trouble, what would it be like for her? "You can do it, Mom..." she said, wagging her tail, her flat ears belying her nerves.

Balto was getting _good_at his new job. He wrapped his tongue around Steele's cock, licking and curling and slurping across the entire length, every once in a while pressing up against his bony tip and making Steele grunt. "Should I paint your belly?" Steele asked. "Or save it for Jenna, when she's done?"

Balto looked up with dull, yellow eyes. "What about...?" he asked, lifting his hind legs to raise his brown rump. Steele laughed. "I'm starting to think you are always in heat, Balto."

"Aaah!" Jenna gasped, and it was clear that the first pup was coming.

Steele did as promised, pushing Balto away so the mutt could watch. He lay down in front of Steele, eyes locked on Jenna as she panted and grunted, and sure enough, a little, dark-red head began to push through her trembling spade. Aleu shouted encouragements, but Balto just watched quietly, the litter than had almost been his slowly entering the world.

Steele had never been more turned on, and he took Balto's suggestion. Stepping over the prone wolf-dog, he pressed his dick up against Balto's rump. The mutt shifted his hips almost unconsciously, tail held to the side. Steele grinned, climbing all the way on top, his bright white fur nestled against the mutt's ugly brown. Right as the first pup popped_into the whelping box, Steele stuffed himself fully into Balto, who_yipped.

Aleu did some quick investigation. The pup was dark-red like her brothers, and big. "It's a boy!" she stated, but Jenna was too busy pushing the next one out to react.

Steele reacted, though. Pumping slowly and firmly in the wolf-dog's ass, he leaned forward to whisper in Balto's ear. "The spitting image of Aleu's brothers," he said. Balto knew that Kodi and the others were Steele's, but this pup confirmed it for the world. A second, dark-red pup started pushing through Jenna's bulging mound.

Steele continued, "Aleu may look like you, Balto, but I wonder what my pups will be? A quarter wolf-mutt, sure. But don't you worry - I'll fuck them, too. And I'll fuck _their_pups. Soon enough, there won't be a trace of you left inside them."

Balto whimpered, but he whispered, "Good."

While Steele grunted and thrust, Balto watched pup after pup after pup join the first little male, nestled up against Jenna's belly. Sure enough, eight blind, little puppies with dark red, black, and white fur yipped_and _squeaked, five boys and three girls. Jenna smiled down at them, exhausted, licking and cleaning up after the birth. Aleu watched with awe, knowing that she'd soon be joining her mother, her tail wagging.

Balto smiled, even as Steele howled and filled him up. The wolf-dog was used to being the other dogs' toy, but it was only with Steele that he felt like he was alive and that he meant something. The way Steele looked at him was so different than the others, even Jenna or Aleu, whose eyes glossed over him as if he weren't even there. No, in Steele's eyes, Balto found purpose.

Balto dropped his jaw and_howled_, shuddering beneath Steele, the malamute who had finally put him in his place. Perhaps he'd always belonged with Steele - perhaps he'd always wanted - needed - to become his bitch.

"Good girl," Steele panted, licking the side of Balto's face.