Doggo and the Cat

Story by Calico64 on SoFurry

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#23 of Writings

A story for two wonderful individuals, Doggo (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/success) and Mellybyte (http://www.furaffinity.net/user/mellybyte)

This is not a continuation of Sextracredit but it is my second story for Melly's cute little calico cat character. I love writing for her because her character is so very versatile, and can pretty much fit any kind of story. So, please enjoy the story, and be sure to stick around, because I am planning a third story for Melly!


The night life was something to behold in that shit bag of a city. For some reason, all of the creeps came out at the same time, and all of them wanted to go to the club. Dog's club was bumping like there was no tomorrow. Colorful lights and hard beats filled the whole place, and the drinks flowed freely from bottles to cups. The dance floor was pretty well filled to the brim, people with claustrophobic proximity grinded up on one another. Very few of them could actually dance, and none of them could hear each other over the music.

The sexy hyena DJ of the evening, Madison Hayes, AKA Maddy 2 Baddy was wearing nothing but a tiny two piece bikini, showing off all of her tattoos that were all over her body as she danced in the DJ box, laying down records one after the other, mixing them together as she did her stripper dance inside the box. She mirrored the cage dancers that hung in small metal containers above the crowds as all four of them danced to the music, spot lights crossing them and showing off their glowing paint all over their bodies.

At his office, there sat Dog, the owner and head manager of the Dog Pile. He was a police Shepherd, been retired for some time now. He normally didn't sit at this table, preferring to be on the floor with his employees, and making sure things were going smoothly, but today, he had an interview for a new dancer. From what he heard, this was quite the dancer he was meeting, and he may have to wheel and deal with her.

He ran a fairly tight shift in the club, while he may let the occasional fucking happen in his back rooms, he still expected the work to get done. Once he was sure everything was running smoothly, he made his rounds. It all boiled down to customer satisfaction, and kicking out the assholes that ruined the fun. He even had to take out an asshole himself.

Some guy was harassing other pool players in the club, and started waving his cue around like he was going to hit someone. Dog put his hand on his shoulder to calm him down and he was met with a pool cue to the noggin. The pool cue broke over Dog's head, and that was when he started to bare his teeth. He grabbed the guy by both of his shoulders, digging his claws into his shoulders and smashing him into a wall. Then he swung him over to another wall where he hit his head. With one decking punch to his nose, Dog had one of his helpers open the back doors, and the asshole was kicked out into the dumpster's side, hitting it hard.

That was the way it went. Clubs drew in all kinds of crowds, and usually all kinds of drugs, but he didn't really care about that kind of stuff, so long as he didn't get in trouble for it.

In the midst of his train of thought, that was when the bouncer outside let Melly into the door ahead of the line. He made sure her name was on the list, and there she was, a Calico cat with perhaps the most slender, soft looking body he had ever seen. She was beautiful, with black and brown spots all over her white fur, and her hair half black and half brown. She wore a small black dress that only had a skirt that went up half way over her thighs. She also wore small-rimmed, black glasses, and a strange clover collar around her neck. As she looked around, she asked a waitress where he was, and she pointed her to his office up the stairs.

Dog waved to her as she neared, she waved back and he stood up in his seat. The table was rather large, but as she closed the door to his office, the extremely loud music was muffled to the point where they could hear each other.

"Hi! You must be Melody." He said, and motioned her toward the seat in front of his desk. She sat down and smiled at him.

"Just Melly is fine." She crossed her right leg over her left and let her skirt slip up her leg above her knee.

"Melly, do you happen to have a last name?" He lifted an eyebrow at her. She, however, kept a very straight face.

"I dunno, is Dog your real name?" She didn't skip a beat. They sat in silence for a moment, and Dog poured a drink for the both of them. "So, some soda for you, then?" He picked up a glass for her and held it out to her.

"Soda? You own a club and you drink soda? What sense does that make?" Melly said, grinning as if to keep from laughing. "I'm a whiskey drinker."

This widened Dog's eyes, the German Shepherd pushed a few buttons on his tablet on his desk, and put on a smile for her, which she returned.

"So, you'd like to be a dancer in my club. I have to tell you, you've come very much recommended by a lot of friends of mine. They hold you in the highest regards, especially with such wonderful, physical attributes." He said, and she saw he was now leering at her. As she rolled her eyes, the door opened behind her, and in came a very scantily clad zebra waitress. She had one black bra with white stripes that offset her black stripes. She held a glass in her hand with whiskey on ice.

Melly took the glass and nodded to the waitress, who winked at the calico cat and walked back out.

"Now, I am rather demanding of the entertainment I have in my club. If the entertainment isn't good, then the customers have one less reason to stay there. And--"

"And the drinks are watered down, so there's two less things to stay for, and the service is dickshit, so there's three less things." Melly said as she put the glass to her lips and drank down the entire whiskey in front of him. Then she put the glass on his desk. The calico cat curled her legs into the seat and flicked her tail end a few times, smiling at him.

His eyes almost went crooked with how hard his brow furrowed. This girl didn't seem to have the decency God promised a billy goat. Then it occurred to him that he had been floating his back teeth for a second there. He stood up from his desk and started to walk out.

"If you'll excuse me, I must use the little dog's room." Dog walked out of the office, and simply turned the corner next to it to get to the men's room.

The audacity of that woman! What the hell was her problem that she had to be such a sassy bitch?! He had heard nothing but the most shining reviews on her as a dancer, he but had never seen anyone act like such a cunt to him. He had half a mind to kick her out of the club and forbid her from returning!

Dog stepped up to the urinal and undid his pants. His cock was actually somewhat hard, and this surprised him a little. Why in the hell would he be hard at a time like this? He was running a business, and right now that business was making him chafe with how difficult it was. He looked down at his cock as it started to flow. He'd spent some serious dough putting hardware in it, it had a ring at the base of it, and along the shaft was a Jacob's Ladder, which was a series of bars along the bottom of it pierced into the skin. Then, at the tip of his dick was a Prince Albert had hooped in front of the head.

It was an impressive collection of cock piercings that he was quite fond of, and the ladies never complained. He did the shake as he was finished, and zipped up his pants, sighing. He was so very disappointed that Melly wasn't the girl he was hoping she'd be. With that body, she would get tips out the wazoo, and probably even bring in new customers. He loved the shape of those amazing tits, and that clover collar was awesome. He admired a girl with a good collar, and he even kept a leash by his desk for just such an occasion.

After a quick washing of his hands, he opened the door, and made his way back to his office. Then there came a very heated moment as he walked up the stairs and into his office once again. The calico cat had made herself at home in his chair. She was simply whirling around in his desk chair, and making whooshing sounds as she did it. He walked through the door and closed it behind himself.

"Miss Melly?" He said, seeing if she simply didn't notice him walking in. She suddenly stopped spinning around in the chair and propped her chin up on his desk, putting her elbow on his desk.

"Yes, Doggo?" She asked with a smile, obviously somewhat dizzy from the spinning.

"Doggo?" He asked, then shook his head. "Look, about the dancer job, I'm afraid I can't--"

"--Go lower than three thousand a paycheck." She propped up her legs on his desk and leaned way back in his chair, putting her hands behind her head as she continued to grin. He couldn't help notice her beautiful breasts pointed straight up into the air, but had that perfectly perky sag, indicating that they were very much real. He saw this, and then sat in the chair across from her.

"Three thousand? Are you insane? That's way more than my normal dancer's starting fee." His face became somewhat twisted as she picked up his soda and guzzled it down, wiping her mouth and setting it back down.

"Yep! But it's gonna be my starting fee. Plus, I get my own parking spot."

"Your own parking spot?! I'm the only one who has his own personal parking spot!" He pointed at himself with his thumb.

"Then give me yours!" She said with a big grin on her brown and black spotted face.

"That's crazy! Give me one good reason why I should pay you that much for fuck--" His ranting was cut short as he looked down at her legs as they came uncrossed. He suddenly realized that, underneath her tiny skirt, she wasn't wearing any underwear. He gazed at her pussy lips that had a unique pattern of black spots on them from her calico genes.

"Oh, I've got a pretty good reason." Melly said as she used her two forefingers to spread her labia for him, a devious grin spreading across her face. She got up from his chair and climbed up onto his desk, motioning her finger for him to come to her. He complied, and she wagged her tail as she unbuttoned his pants. At first, he was afraid of what she might think of his hardware, but she gasped, her eyes lit up as she saw the golden rings all up and down his shaft and on his tip. She ran her fingers gently over his twitching hard on, and delighted as the front ring looped over his head wiggled some.

As his breathing increased its rhythm, she wasted no time in shoving his entire dick in her mouth. The tip of her tongue ran along his ladder, before her mouth enclosed around his length and began sucking ever so vigorously.

"You're such a fucking cunt." He said as he began pushing his cock back and forth into her wanting mouth.

"Mmmhmmm." She hummed as he fucked her face with a bit of anger behind it. He grabbed her collar from the back and started pulling. She moaned and squinted her eyes. Her hand went down to her cunt and started rubbing her clitoris. The loops on his dick were smooth, but rippled against her tongue in such a glorious momentum, the feeling made her pussy drip like a torrent.

"I don't take shit from my dancers! And if you talk back to me again, I'll fucking spank your ass until it's beat red!" He shouted as his cock went down her throat, his finger loosening on her collar so she could swallow his head. After a few sucks, she gagged and made a small straining noise as he dug deeper into her throat.

"That's right, get it deep!" He growled at her as he got his base all the way down to her lips, and she seemed to have no problem in sucking on it like that until he pulled it out. Precum drooled out of her mouth as she gasped for breath, looking up at him, her glasses had migrated down the rim of her nose, which he used his finger to gently pushed back up to her nose with a little grin on his face. "Now get in position, I want a clear view of that pretty pussy." Dog said as his thumb and forefinger gently pinched her bottom lip, making her stick out her tongue slightly.

"Now." He said, pushing her back onto his desk. She got on her back, and then rolled over onto her knees, pulling her entire dress off in one motion. Her hands rubbed over her tits before her entire top half of her torso leaned down onto his desk. Melly's ass stuck straight up in the air with her hands spreading out her cheeks.

Dog delighted in seeing her beautiful asshole in full view. He couldn't help himself from putting his muzzle to her pink lips, and giving them one long lap with his tongue. She mewled like a whore and trembled as he stuck his tongue between her labia and started to lick with a serious hunger. He greedily slurped at her juices, causing her to cry out in absolute ecstasy, nipping and nibbling at her sensitive skin before he began sucking on her clitoris.

If the music had not been playing so loud outside of the office, every single person in that club could have heard her outbursts of erotic glee.

"Oh fuck! I'm sorry, Doggo! Please, forgive me! AAH!" She cried out again as he slapped her ass hard. Dog was especially impressed with its firm, taut demeanor. "Ah, please, Doggo! Fuck me. Right here." She shouted into the desk as her hands spread out her ass cheeks, and her asshole wiggled a little bit. She gasped as he began to rub it with the tip of his finger, feeling its rough epidermal frame around the crevice.

"Right here?" He asked, and she yelped as his finger tip penetrated her ass. She pushed back against his finger, lost in a daze of cum drunkeness and absolute desire. And her gasp echoed through the office as he began pushing the ringed head of his cock into her anal passage, squeezing it deep into her butt, and continuing to slide it forward. It was well lubed with her saliva and his precum, and she called out every time she felt one of his metal, smooth pieces attached to his cock bury itself into her. It was a sensation she never thought she'd have outside of a heavily rimmed dildo.

As he began to fuck her in a long rhythm, she let out extended, quivering moans as she felt the ripples within her very core from his cock rings. The sensation was indescribable. Her ass shook to its foundation and her back arched as she already reached her first orgasm! Melly reached down to her pussy, sliding two fingers into it as he continuously vibrated her asshole with his amazing cock rings. Even her moans vibrated with his fucking growing ever faster with every passing moment. It took no time at all for her to cum again, and that one leading up to yet another one.

With her ever growing lust, she pulled her fingers out of her pussy, and held her left, spotted nipple up to her mouth and began tonguing it uncontrollably.

Dog grabbed hold of her tail and yanked it back into his cock thrusts, hurting her, but even the pain felt magnificent! He used her tail as a handle, using her like his fucking playtoy, and dipped his cock as deep as it would go into her anal cavity, his precum free flowing at that point, giving him all the lubricant he would ever need.

Her tail hole felt absolutely amazing! She hadn't anything like this since she was fucked with a vibrator up her ass. She drooled all over the desk, and pushed against his cock as hard as she could, and he was quick to catch onto her pattern with his thrusts. However, then there came a time when he quickly yanked his gold equipped rod from her butt, causing yet another orgasm to stack with the others.

She thought she finally had a moment to catch her breath from such an amazing rem jabbing. Then he pulled her off of his desk by her arms and put her on the ground as fast as he could. He pulled Melly's hair away from her face as he jerked his joystick as hard as he could in front of her face.

"Oh! God yes! Cum! Please cum for me! Smother me with-- YES!" His cum splattered against her t-zone, and yet another two shots hit the roof of her mouth. Her glasses had one small piece of her lense that was not covered in spunk. Both of them panted for a good minute before Dog sat down in his guest chair, his slowly softening cock still drenched in juices. Melly sat on the ground, her face covered in semen and her ass feeling like it was still vibrating, promising a week of pain after it calmed down. She looked over at him through the part of her glasses she could still see through.

"So... Three thousand a paycheck?" She smiled at him, licking a little jizz off her lip, and moaning as she felt her asshole vibrate more.

"Fine, fine. Dance for me and you'll get your paychecks, but I get exclusive rights while you're here in my club. Exclusive rights to that ass, that is." He said, still panting a little, his cock still vibrating at a wonderful rate.

"Mmhmm." Melly rubbed her ass cheek in front of him and stuck her tongue out. "I knew you'd come crawling back for more."