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~Scent of Domination~

-Story written by Steel, and commisioned by Astro-

The street was lively as ever as Astro was walking down on it. It’s been several months since he and his ex broke up over the constant arguments they had about how lazy Mick was, and even though Astro still missed the feeling of being with someone, he was happy nonetheless when he thought about how annoying it was to live with his ex-boyfriend. He stopped by the laundry automat and looked inside to see if it was still operating since there was a possibility that he might have been a little late for it.

His reaction on the window’s surface took his attention for a split second. He’s been taking care of himself instead of letting himself go ever since the breakup. His caramel-colored fur was well kept, his white-fur birthmark on his face stretching to his shoulder was well trimmed, and he was happy with his current weight and the belly he got.

Feeling proud of his well-kept appearance, Astro shook his head to fluff up his neck fur and entered the laundromat. Upon entrance, the regret washed over him as he met with a familiar face, Mick.

While the dog stood frozen at the entrance, the smug ex grinned visibly. The bull had put on some more weight since their breakup, which proved further that Mick hasn’t improved his lifestyle even a tiny bit ever since. His wide upper body was very apparently reeking with sweat, and his gray sweatpants weren’t much cleaner looking as one could easily see the darkey gray area around the crocth. Not completely wet, but still visibly so, moist. Bull’s armpit hairs were also visible despite the fact that his arms were only lifted slightly, which only added more to the disgust and pity that Astro felt towards the Bull.

“Isn’t it too early for stalking me for my attention, pup?” Mick taunted the dog as he moved closer to the dog after closing a door at the back of the store that seemed like an entry to a building leading up to a lower floor.

Astro could have ignored him; he could have just walked away, but then Mick would think that he could be right with his accusation, so instead he scoffed and replied to the smug Bull.

“Yeah, right. In your dreams.” He didn’t make eye contact, and instead, he just moved towards the closest washing machine and started to load it up.

“Aww, don’t be like that pup.” Mick responded with a baby-talk voice. “I can only imagine how much you must have missed me.”

Astro chose not to respond and entertain the bull any longer and instead ignored the taunts coming from his ex, while Mick was getting closer, easily noticeable from the heavy footsteps he was making. Astro didn’t dare to turn back and make eye contact for some reason that he didn’t know.

“Hey pup.” Mick almost breathed down on his neck. “You should at least make eye contact when you talk to your betters.” Bull spoke; the smugness in his voice was unmistakable.

All of this behaviour and forwardness, as if they were still together, was making Astro’s blood boil. As if his attitude wasn’t bad before, it was worse than ever now. He figured that unless he was straight up, as if he were talking to a child, Mick would have kept bothering him relentlessly. So, unable to contain his anger, Astro got ready to yell at the Bull.

“You dare to—” Astro turned back to lash out, but instead, he froze when he noticed just how close the bull actually was. The masculine, salty, and disgusting scent of sweat assaulted his nose like a tsunami wave hitting the shore, making the dog forget what he was going to even say.

Seeing Astro’s reaction, Mick burst out laughing, making his musclegut belly jiggle with each laugh. He even put his hand on his face as he was laughing, which only made Astro unwillingly inhale more of the dirty man’s musk.

“I’m listening?” Mick asked in a mocking tone.

After several seconds of being stunned by the intensity of his ex’s smell and the absurdity of the situation, Astro finally regained his composure and started yelling at the man in front of him.

“You reek. You let go of yourself so much. You don’t even have any manners when approaching me, and instead of starting with a ‘Hey, how are you, I’m sorry blah blah blah’, you straight up try to flirt with me? Just who do you think you—”

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The machine beeped with an annoying whimsical tune, letting the dog know that his clothes were now properly washed and dried. He gathered his clothes from the machine and the wet rag on top of it, without paying much attention to it, before he got out of the store.

On his way back to his own place, which wasn’t too far away, with being only blocks away, he got some weird looks from people walking past him as if something was wrong with him. He stopped to check several times if there was anything out of place with his outfit or anything, but he couldn’t spot any. Since he couldn’t spot any problems, he decided that it wasn’t worth pondering more on it and just shrugged th looks away as he got closer to his flat.

When he got home, he folded all his clothes neatly and put the rag he picked up at the laundromat on his shoulder to hang. Astro couldn’t remember where the rag belonged, but didn’t think on it for too long as he had other stuff to do, so he just let it hang from his shoulder as he prepared his food. A nice pasta dish for two, and a good dessert to go with it, despite him being on a diet, he didn’t mind preparing some this time.

Some more time had passed, and it was almost midnight. Realizing the time, Astro should have gotten ready for a nice bath, but instead, he felt sleepy and skipped it, putting the rag near his pillow without thinking much about it. He had no place to put it after all, so he might as well put it near where he can see it once he wakes up.

The night was mostly eventless, other than the dream, or even a nightmare. Astro saw himself in the laundromat again, and with him, Mick, sitting on top of one of the washing machines with his legs wide open and manspreading. Disgust is what Astro should have felt, but instead, he walked over to the big musky bull, leaning in front of him, looking up to his smug expression in admiration. The Scent of sweat was assaulting his nose with unimaginable nose and as the seconds pass he found himself getting closer and opened his mouth to get a good lick of the sweat-stained jockstrap in front of him. Astro could hear the chuckles of Mick from above, but he didn’t mind; he couldn’t mind. After sniffing the musky underwear for a couple of minutes, as the bulge grew, one of Mick’s balls made an escape from the underside of his jocks, giving Astro an easy access to taste the man in front of him.

The worship of the superior male in front of Astro later developed into a full-on blowjob. He was feeling his groin heat up, and his cheeks blush with red just from servicing his musky ex. He was getting close to just the act of it until his alarm blared up and woke him up.

When Astro woke up, he realized he had the rag crumpled up in his hand, and he was holding it near his nose, and his morning wood was more eager than usual this morning. Astro couldn’t make out what he was supposed to feel initially. Despite feeling needy, he was still feeling a huge disgust towards his ex, who was not only rude but also unhygienic. With a momentary anger, Astro threw the rag he was holding to his side and got up to take a shower.

Shower usually was relaxing to the caramel-furred dog, but this time, something felt off. His morning wood is still throbbing for attention in the meantime. Thinking that he can take care of it quickly, he grabbed the shaft that rose from his sheath long ago and started going up and down on the red surface. His hand movements were getting faster with each stroke, burned his groin with a burning need. He was getting close. Pump, pump, pum, he pumped away his cock, now his knot is throbbing with intensity. That desired orgasm however, never came.

Frustrated more than ever, Astro decided that he should leave for work before it is too late. And it was good that he left without trying harder because he caught the bus just barely. Throughout the ride to the comis book store he Book Store, his boner kept being never-yielding, continuing not only during the bus ride but also during the work.

Despite the never-ending boner Astro had, he somehow managed to keep himself busy with customers and rearranging the comic books in alphabetical order whenever he could. Closing hour arrived, and Astro was sweeping the floor before closing the shop and heading home, with the hope that this time he could jerk off and cum. Then he heard the ringbell.

“We are closing. Sorry, please come back tomorrow, then we can help you.” Astro said without even looking at the door towards the late customer.

There wasn’t any response, but Astro’s floppy ears twitched in response to approaching footsteps. Thinking between the possibily this person being a robber, or just an annoying customer, he eventually turned towards the door, and as he did, he called out once more.

“Look, I’m really sorry, but you gott— Mick????”

“Hey Pup, missed me?” The smug bull loomed over Astro, having already closed the distance between them with his massive frame and long steps.

“What do you think you’re doing?!” Astro almost screamed, unaffecting the smug expression on Mick’s face.

“Good boys listen.” Mick’s words were soft spoken but effective. For a reason unknown to Astro, he really did stop talking immediately. He was so confused about how his ex-boyfriend managed to make him stop talking so fast that he didn’t even realize that Mick’s hand reached to grope his ass.

“Just like I thought, your memory is still gone. Good.” Mick said almost in a whispering tone. His hands are now bolder, moving on Astro’s ass and waist.

The air was getting thicker for Astro, the musk coming off of the bull on this amount would normally make the dog gag, but this time, it only made his groin burn and his still-out-of-sheat cock throb. Panic was slowly taking hold of Astro, with multiple questions firing through his head. Why was he hard? Why was Mick here? Why was his musk arousing him instead of disgusting him? Why wa—

“It’s okay, pup.” Mick cooed in the confused puppy’s ear, making his cheeks turn red with an unknown embarrassment and arousal. “All you gotta do is breathe and listen to my voice, remember?”

Confusion let go of its position to arousal and desire towards the bull in front of him. Mick’s words were ringing in his head, echoing between the conflicting thoughts of his own and silencing them.

“I know you are confused, I can tell.” The bull paused, took a deep breath, and the canine in front of him mirrored his movements. “But isn’t that why you need me? To guide you through your confusion. You are a very confused pup after all.

That set of words rang in the head of the canine the loudest among his ex’s words so far. Prevıous thoughts, the small fear and stress that fought back against his rising arousal, calmed down immediately.

“That’s better. Such a good boy. Mick’s hand groped Astro’s bottom again, only a bit more roughly this time. The bull seemed to be in growing need as well, but Astro was too much of a confused pup to make anything out of it.

“Now puppy, keep being a good boy and listen to me.” The bull said with a stern tone, radiating a more dominant manner this time.

Astro was indeed a good boy, and good boys listened. If he were such a good boy, he should listen. So it was only natural for him when Mick told him to get on his knees that he would.

As the pent-up bull was bulging in his sweatpants in front of the kneeling golden retriever, his one hand ruffled the fur on the canine’s head while his other hand groped his own growing and throbbing phallus.

“I know you remember this scent, it makes you horny isn’t it, pup?” Bull’s question could only get a slow nod from the now-drooling canine.

Now you’re gonna keep being in your best behaviour, alright? Be a good boy and slowly pull down my sweats, make sure to take your time and enjoy while a real man’s scent reminds you who you were.” Mick said with a growing grin on his face.

Astro, wanting to be a good boy for Mick, did as he was told and slowly undid the laces, then he pulled the sweats down inch by inch, taking deep breaths every few seconds, making his groin burn with heat and his asshole twitch.

When the sweats were fully lowered to the bull’s knees, Astro looked up for a split second, only for Mick to tighten his hand on the canine’s fur, forcing him to look at the throbbing cock that was trapped in a sweat, and possibly cum, stained jockstrap.

“You’re not done yet pup. You will remove that jockstrap as well, but why don’t you get close to give it a good sniff before you do so? I know just how much you’ve missed smelling something proper.”

The bull’s words were absolute to Astro at this point, so with the same desire, he leaned in towards the erect, yet encapsulated cock in front of him. His sensitive canine nose was getting bombarded with multiple smells: sweat, cum, and even piss. All of it combined was enough to make the dog whimper when his nose finally came in contact with the cloth of the jockstrap.

As if the nerve ending was a big conduit for the highest current imaginable, Astro’s whole body shivered in the contact, stealing another whimper from the dog, just a little louder this time. Astro’s previous automatic inhales, got taken over by rapid breaths with growing need as if the musk of the bull is some form of sustenance to the dog.

“Now slowly remove that jockstrap using only your mouth, boy.” Ordered Mick, with a victorious expression on his face.

Astro, using his teeth, grabbed the elastic band of the clothing that was encasing the bulging cock of his ex with expertise and started lowering it down with care. As he was doing so, each revealed inch of the cock that was almost in contact with his sensitive nose and his now-salivating muzzle, released an intoxicating scent assaulting the canine.

Each revealed skin of the flesh, each breath taken took away from the pup’s inhibitions, rendering him unable to process the weird nature of the situation he was in, and instead increasing his lustful hunger towards the virile male in front of him. His slaves are pooling up and reaching beyond their bound that are the lips of the hungry pup, causing him to drool over the stained cloth he was holding on to.

The golden retriever’s thoughts were corrupted, but that alone wasn’t good enough for the Bull that was claiming the pup’s mind. So with a growl-like sound, he ordered the pup to stay still and just look at the cock that will claim him as he listens the owner of said cock.

“Look at it, look at it well. What do you see?” Mick asked

The only response the Bull could get was a slurred “cccock” from the dog.

“Wrong.” Bull corrected the canine, making his hardening cock throb as he did so, causing Astro to follow its direction up and down with his eyes. “You are looking at what owns you. Say it.

“Itt owwwnss meeeh.” Talking was hard, but following orders wasn’t, so Astro held on to that as it felt easier.

“Good boy. You may give it a kiss as a reward for your correct answer.”

Astro was waiting for any type of command to allow him to do so anyways so he leapt at the cock the moment he heard those words, dragging out the kiss he was giving as much as he could, as it was technically still one kiss, whıch managed to get a silent chuckle from the looming figure in front of him.

“Gooooood boy.” Mick cooed in Astro’s ear once again, lowering himself towards the kneeling canine so that his low voice could thrum in his ears. “Now, who owns that cock, tell me?”

Astro tilted his head sideways for a second as his tongue involuntarily licked his lips to taste the lingering precum that passed on to him from the kiss he gave to the cock that owns him.

“T-to you?” Confusion was very noticeable in the golden retriever’s sound.

“Atta boy very good.”

Another throb.

Another up and down movement that enticed the dog to follow.

Another gush of pre collecting at the tip, ready to drop to the floor, making the dazed dog not want to waste the virile and natural lube of his owner.

“Now boy, I want you to gather every ounce of your strength and to listen, to think for me. I promise you that once you do, you won’t have to again.

Astro’s gaze was still locked on the cock, but his floppy ears managed to perk up to listen well with full attention, just like he was ordered to do.

“This cock owns you, you admitted so yourself.

Slow nod.

“And that cock, is of my flesh, which means I own it.”

Another slow nod.

“So if I own my cock, my smelly, dirty cock, and if my cock owns you, what does this make you?” Mick finally asked after his build-up for the question that he demanded attention at.

Astro tilted his head again, confused. Seeing the expression on the confused canine’s face, Mick answered the question for him.

“You’re not even below me; you are even lower than that. That makes you nothing.” Mick took a step forward, making his cock meet with Astro’s lips. “So low that you are even lower than something I don’t pay attention to daily, other than when I want to cum or piss.” Bull took another tiny step, this time making his cock slightly bend over the muzzle of the attentive dog, who was still keeping his mouth closed as he wasn’t allowed to give Bull’s cock another lick or a kiss. “Open up pup.”

Astro opened up his muzzle at the same time he let out a whimper, allowing the entry for his owner. As the cock slid right in, Mick continued to whisper to Astro’s making his voice echo inside his head, bouncing off the walls of his mental fortress as the thoughts slowly leave and making it emptier.

“Now you’re gonna slowly take all of my length in your mouth, and as you do with each inch, you’ll breathe. You’ll breathe deep. Each wave of my musk that will channel from my cock to your lungs will erase more of your doubts, more of your older self. All that remains will be the good pup, a good bitch, an obedient dog, Astro.” Bull said as he planted all those suggestions into the pup’s brain. “Proceed if you understood.”

Astro did. Maybe the word “understanding” was a stretch at the moment, as the dog was simply following orders without thinking too much about it, but his subconscious did the work for his tired and zonked mind. So he leaned in, allowing his muzzle to be the host for more of his owner. Happiness filled the dog’s mind, and he took a deep breath. Now that he was closer to the base of the shaft, the pubes surrounding its roots provided stronger and more potent musk. Astro found himself leaning forward to taste more with another breath. And more, and more, until his nose touched the pubes of the Bull. There he stopped.

It was a feeling of euphoria for the canine. Despite feeling all that previous confusion and doubt, now there wasn’t a trace of any of those anymore. He was with his owner and his owner’s owner. He didn’t and couldn’t care about anything else but his act of worship. He heard a deep chuckle rumbling above, but he didn’t care; caring wasn’t his task. He wasn’t told to care, nor pay attention to anything else.

Astro felt the massive hand of the Bull grasp the fur behind his head and pull it. The moment a couple of inches retreated from his mouth, the eager canine felt empty. So empty that he would have protested if he were allowed to think, but he wasn’t, so he didn’t. The cock that was in his mouth didn’t break contact, however. When the tip of his owner was still in contact with his needy lips, the same hand that was pulling him stopped and pushed him back with an immense force this time.

Pleasure.

Bliss.

Obedience.

Everything was better than before, his saliva polishing the musky cock that was going in and out of his mouth, being rewarded with a euphoric smell each time his nose touched its base.

In and out.

In and out.

In and out.

The dog was gagging from the brute speed of the intrusion, but he didn’t mind that either. Because after his first gag or two, the voice above him that he was supposed to listen to and obey at all times, told him that it showed how eager he was, continuing like that despite the gagging and panting.

The facefucking continued for a while, and the dog got rewarded with his master’s bodily fluids, flooding his throat without Astro spilling a single drop. After his reward, the pup easily got lifted and put on the desk he works, no, used to work at. The Bull brutishly separated his legs as he was aligning his cock with his now-twitching hole.

Already polished cock with Astro’s spit, and the copious amounts of lube that was coming out of the cock, the golden retriever’s hole couldn’t offer much resistance before giving in to the wide cock that was sliding in slowly.

Astro held his breath unwillingly as he clenched on the length of his owner as his owner’s owner was pushing it in. When the forceful yet wanted intrusion stopped, Astro gasped, and all the exchange in his mind stopped, with the new orders replacing his old pesky thoughts. He was a fully obedient bitch, and he wouldn’t ask for anything more.

The Bull kept his pumping on a relatively regular pace as the dog under him was moaning. Mick was taking his revenge by calling the pup that was housing his cock with great insults and humiliation, which the dog only nodded and screamed “Yes Sir!” as the pumping went on.

The events of the evening were a bit blurry, yet not unwelcome. All the golden retriever could remember was the fact that he was following orders and that he was being rewarded for doing so. Therefore, he didn’t disagree when the Bull told him that he’ll be moving to his house, nor when he told him that he was going to be his slave now, and that they weren’t together romantically but now in a relationship of a master and a slave. Astro simply nodded. He wasn’t allowed to think after all.

All that there is left for him now is obedience and the reward of worshipping his owners now. And he was happy that things were like that.