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Having filled me and my dog with seed, Katie and Tommy left us to go and freshen up before re-opening the store. I hadn’t really moved since they left, content enough to remain a pool of jelly on the floor. The only part of me in motion was my hips, grinding uselessly along the soft carpet, my caged dick not entirely satisfied with a paw-free orgasm, still begging for release.

How could it not be, considering my view? My feral Malamute, my Mistress, Crystal lay on her side just a couple feet away from me, panting softly, her tongue hanging out of her muzzle. Her legs were spread and her fat cookie was on full display, leaking a slow trickle of Katie’s cum. I was so jealous I began to whine. I may have been leaking Tommy’s seed from my well-used butt, but that hadn’t hampered my desire to breed my feral Mistress.

Crystal recovered well before me, getting up on all fours and padding over. She licked my nose. “You’ve been a good pet today,” she said.

Despite not actually being a dog, her affirmation had me wagging. My place in the world as a pet-bitch-pup had become cemented so deeply in me as to become instinctual.

“Thank you Mistress." I was still grinding along the carpet. She didn’t fail to notice.

“Poor thing,” she said. “Still not satisfied?”

“I-it’s not that.” I rolled over, baring my caged cock and belly, presenting my soft, naked body in total submission to my Mistress. “Tommy did a great job and, well, w-watching Katie go at you was… uh…” A couple whines and some useless thrusting into the air demonstrated my meaning adequately. “B-but I did kinda, maybe, get really jealous of her.”

I couldn’t hold Crystal’s stare. I was a bad pet being jealous when I should’ve been thankful for everything she had done for me. But… I couldn’t deny how badly I wanted to bury my bone in my feral Mistress. The cage wouldn’t even let me get hard, it was maddening.

My brooding was interrupted by my Mistress’s tongue. My eyes flew open to the sight of Crystal between my legs, her nose pressed up against my cage, lapping my balls.

“Fffuck,” I couldn’t help but curse, her attention having given me full body shivers. I suppose I deserved the punishment, but still, to be teased like this? After so much denial? It was too much. “Miss Crystal, my p-poor dick can’t take much more of this. This cage is driving your puppy crazy!”

“Hmm,” She lifted her head from my crotch and tilted it as if in deep thought. “But, what if I’d enjoy taking advantage of a crazed puppy?” She lowered her head and carried on licking.

For the first time since I met her, I wondered whether Crystal may in fact be evil.

“M-Mistress!” I was bucking up against her muzzle. She was wagging, letting out a barking laugh between licks, showing no signs of stopping. “You’re a cruel, cruel dog, you know that?”

“Is that how you thank me for pleasuring your sack?”

“Your tongue feels amazing Mistress, of course it does, but my dick is aching in this cage.” I was clawing at the carpet and bucking every few words, at the edge of ecstasy but utterly imprisoned from it.

She stopped licking all of a sudden. I looked down to find her staring into my eyes, a mischievous toothy grin on her face. “You know, pet I do have the key for that cage of yours in this pouch around my neck. How would you like to earn access to it?”

“I would do anything.”

She exhaled air through her nose in satisfaction, her wagging tail picking up its pace as she put her forepaws up on my thighs.

“Then stay as still as you can to prove you’re a good boy. If you can, you’ll get your reward.”

I nodded, then screwed my eyes shut. I needed that reward at risk of going insane, but I knew I’d have to brace to have any chance of earning it.

Her tongue made its way back to my balls as I knew it would. I gripped the carpet with as much strength as I could muster as she lapped again and again up and down my sack, coating every inch of it in her saliva. I wanted so badly to press up against her muzzle, to abandon my submission and grab her, grind up against her, steal the key and free myself and…

But, no. I was her pet, my feral Malamute was my owner. I knew my place, and I would stick to it. Even if it meant whining like crazy while I consciously commanded my body to stillness.

Sooner than I could have predicted, she pulled her muzzle away. For a moment I thought I had earned my prize already, but then Crystal mounted me. I flinched once, then stilled. She was a large dog and having her put her whole weight on my body didn’t come without pain, but it was exhilarating too. Quickly, though, she stopped and sat. Feeling where she landed I couldn’t keep my eyes shut any longer or stop myself from letting out a little helpless yelp.

She had seated herself precisely so that her puffy dog pussy had landed on top of my cage. I clenched and unclenched my hands into fists, having no other place to send the surge of lustful energy that was pulsing through me, at least not without disobeying my Mistress. More than anything I wanted to grind up into her cookie, to do my best impression of fucking while still in chastity. It wouldn’t exactly be the release I wanted, but it would be better than this. Fuck, I needed to make love to my feral Mistress so bad.

“Good pup. I’m so proud of you, staying in control of yourself even while I’m leaking Katie’s cum all over your pathetic, caged cock.”

Lifting my head, I could see between her forelegs and tell that she wasn’t lying. She had sunk her spade low enough that the tip of my cage was spreading it open somewhat—though none of the sweet sensation of penetration had made it to my dick—and a steady, white dribble of seed was seeping from her snatch through the gaps in my metallic prison.

I had to bark. I was getting better at it too, my donkey brain rewiring more of its equine architecture into canine with every passing minute.

“Oh, poor thing,” she said, grinding down around my cage as she did. I had to scratch at the carpet something fierce to not grab her and start thrusting. “You want your feral Mistress’s cookie, don’t you?”

I barked again.

“Good puppy. I barely even need to train you anymore, you pretty much handle that yourself.” She looked up and let out her own short bark, avoiding eye contact for a moment. That was the instant I realized how badly she wanted this too. Regaining her composure, she caught my gaze again. “But I want you to tell me in words exactly how much you need to be inside of me.”

For a few seconds all I could do was pant, my mind whirling with desire and discipline and the simple, base needs of a pet. Then I found my voice.

“Mistress Crystal, I want to stick my pathetic puppy dick into your spade so badly. I want to grab hold of you and buck my hips like a wild feral animal until I empty my balls into you. I don’t mind that I’m getting sloppy seconds, I’m your pet and it’s your choice if or when I get to fuck you, but, Mistress, I want to fuck you over and over for the rest of my life. You drive me crazy. I never knew I could be this turned on and, right now, I need your feral pussy more than I’ve ever needed anything.”

She started up a growl which transformed into a series of excited barks as her tail wagged rapidly behind her. Her charming display of feral eagerness only made my dick ache for freedom even more.

“Okay, pet,” she said. “Let’s get you that key.”