Catholic Bitch: Riley's Recruits
#8 of Catholic Bitches
Riley can't rely on his former friends and allies anymore, but that doesn't mean he has to hunt alone. But this Doberman is thinking about retiring from hunting altogether, and focus instead on domestication.
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Riley was done playing nice. The big Doberman was still growling about Bandit - his former friend had _let_Abby escape. All the better that he hadn't seen the Beauceron in a while. And Randy was back in Seattle. No, it was time to take matters into his own paws. Riley hadn't stopped with just one cage, but had in fact built four in the corner of his junkyard home.
He didn't need Abby to fill one of the cages. There were plenty of bitches in the sea. Still, hunting was easier with a posse, and now he had to do it alone. He'd have to find one with a collar, so that he could drag her to his home...
Unless...
What a coincidence. Up ahead, the Doberman saw three dogs in a semicircle around a dumpster that had been left on its side. The door on the top was flapped closed, but the bottom one lay flat across the ground. He knew an entourage when he saw one - three males, a Poodle, a lab, and what looked like a Corgi, all staring into the dark enclosure. There was only one thing that would draw their attention like that...
"C'mon on now, we're not going away. Might as well come out and get it over with!" the little dog yipped, his stubtail wagging.
The Poodle appeared to be the leader. "We don't bite - unless you bite first."
They'd obviously cornered a bitch in the dumpster, but were too afraid to go in there after her. Amateurs, but they might prove useful. Riley strode forward. "Need a little help?"
The three dogs, so focused on the dumpster, were startled by the sudden appearance of the muscular Doberman. He certainly looked more than a match for any one of them alone. The Poodle puffed up. "I think we got this pretty well in hand. So you better just keep moving."
Riley ignored him, stepping past him as if daring him to make a move. Crouching, the big, black dog peered into the dark, green container. He saw teeth. The bitch was already snarling, threatening anyone who might come inside. Her creamy brown fur covered her heavy-set muzzle, two lighter dots above her eyes, framed by upright, pointed ears. Looked like a malamute. She had a purple collar on, with a leash still attached. Must have run away from her owner.
I bet she regrets that now, Riley thought. She would be a tough fight, but she was a pet, not used to fighting for survival. She might have a few pounds on the Doberman, but they had the numbers.
"Get away from us!" she snarled, fear in her eyes as her assailants upped from three to four.
Us? Riley let his eyes adjust, gazing past the pure-bred sled dog. He couldn't help but grin, piecing it all together now. There was a puppy, the spitting image of her mother, her bright pink collar and matching leash curled around behind the scared bitch. The mother knew better than to run off on her own, but this young little pedigree must have decided to go on a little adventure.
The daughter was barely half-grown, maybe five or six months, scared and confused. The scent was clear - one smell of heat, the mother. The pup was still too young. She'd run off, and the mother was so worried about her little one that she followed, despite the risk of her heat. Their human was surely far away now, searching in vain. They were alone, and luck was not on their side.
"Now, now, I don't think you understand. We only want what's best for you," the Doberman explained.
The Poodle growled. "You better just keep walking," he said, not appreciating Riley's help.
Riley turned to face the three males circling him. "Don't worry," he said, "I'll share her with you."
That only sparked more anger from the stray. "She's ours."
Riley just shook his head. "They look like they're that dumpster's. How exactly do you plan to get them out while keeping all your pretty fur?"
The Poodle bristled, but Riley was pleased to see that the Black Labrador and Corgi were more cautious. "Pier..." the little orange dog piped up.
"Shut up, Pip," the Poodle snarled. "Look, you aren't welcome here, and if we have to, we'll run you off."
Riley shook his head. "Fight me, and let the malamute run off? How about this - if I can get her out of there, we all just have a good time? What do you think, Pip...Blackie?"
"Woods," said the other large dog.
Pip chimed in, "If he wants to risk his fur to get her out of there, I say why not?"
Pier could sense he didn't really have the support of his companions. He obviously didn't keep a tight enough leash (pun intended) on his subordinates. Trying to save face, the pretty Poodle said, "Fine - I want to see this."
Riley smiled, his teeth glistening. "I'm going to need your help, Pip."
"Huh? Why me?" he cocked his head.
"Just come here, and I'll explain quietly." Riley made a show of glancing back at the bitch, who had watched all of this with some interest. He hated to see the hopeful glimmer in her eyes as she hoped the Poodle would be so dumb as to give her and her daughter an avenue of escape.
But when Pip trotted over, Riley didn't whisper in his ear, or even wait. He grabbed the small dog by the scruff of his neck, and tossed him, yelping, straight into the dumpster! Only Riley knew he was about to do this, so only he was quick enough to react. He watched intently as the Corgi _thudded_into the shocked malamute. She'd been primed to bite if someone invaded, but she thought twice about attacking the Corgi for getting thrown at her. Instead, she backed up in surprise, running into her own daughter. The pup, surprised, jumped and startled.
And that was his chance. The little tan puppy scattered toward the side of the dumpster, but she dragged her leash behind her, tossing and turning. With a quick snap, he closed his teeth around the pink lead, and wrenched it forward, dragging the fifty pound puppy into the open.
Pip, for his part, bolted out of the dumpster before the large malamute could decide whether to punish him. The Corgi gasped, "What the hell was that for!?"
Riley's only answer was to yank on the puppy's leash, dragging her even further from her cornered mother.
"Give her back!" the mother yelped, realizing what had just happened.
Woods proved the most resourceful, grabbing the girl by the collar so that Riley could drop her leash. The Doberman grinned down at the Corgi. "Now we've got some leverage. I knew you wouldn't get hurt." He was lying. There was definitely a chance that the malamute would have ripped into the little wannabe. But he didn't have to know that.
"Oh."
Pier looked unsatisfied. "Great, you got the puppy. What good is that? She's too young to breed."
Riley rolled his eyes. "Now we can make her come out. Just threaten the puppy instead of wasting your teeth on an ally like me."
Pier gaped. "You want me to beat up a little girl?"
The pup stared into the dumpster, eyes wide. "Mom!!"
Riley groaned. "Well, if you want to rape her mother, yes."
Pip gaped. "It's not...we're not..."
Pier said, "It's not rape - she just needs a little encouragement."
Riley rolled his eyes. "How about this for encouragement - you there, come out or I'll tear out your daughter's throat."
"Y-you wouldn't dare...!" the mother gasped, staring at her restrained daughter.
Pip and Pier gasped as well, but Riley was gratified that Woods held her in place anyway, not letting the half-grown Pedigree escape. Pier said, "You're sick!"
Riley sighed. "You let her call my bluff, you idiot. She didn't know what we would or _wouldn't_do. But now she does."
The mother thought she was gaining the upper hand. She whispered to her daughter, "It's going to be okay, Sabaka. You - you, just let her go. It's me you want."
Riley shook his head. "Then come out and lift your tail."
"But, but I..." she paused.
Pip said, "Maybe we should let the little one go. She's just a puppy after all."
Riley growled. "You wanted to_encourage_ her. See how much more obedient she is while we've got her daughter."
Pier said, "We don't need that. She'll give in eventually."
"Not a Pedigree like that. She's saving her tail for some full malamute, and she'll fight for that. We just have to see how much she cares about little Sabaka, here." With that, the Doberman walked around behind the restrained puppy.
"What are you doing?" the mother asked, while Sabaka trembled.
"You're right - I'm not going to kill her. But I'm not walking away from here without a nice, hard fuck. And if you won't lift your tail..." Riley ducked his head under the puppy's curled tail, sniffing her prepubescent spade.
"You wouldn't!"
"Won't I?" Riley asked, placing a paw on Sabaka's back.
The three strays glanced at each other, but said nothing this time. They didn't know either.
"Mom...what is he...?"
Riley lifted himself onto the fifty-pound puppy. Woods held her collar firmly in his teeth.
"It's okay, dear, he's bluffing again," she said, trying to exude confidence for her daughter's sake.
"I'm not," said Riley. "I like a nice, tight bitch."
He had to give it to this malamute, though, she held on far longer than he expected. She watched in shock until Riley slid his caramel hips closer and closer, and Sabaka finally gasped, "W-what's that!?"
"Enough!" the mother gasped. "I'll come out, as long as you don't hurt her."
There was a sigh of relief from the three strays. Riley nudged Woods and said, "You can let go, I'll hold her." When Wood's let go, Riley stayed perched on the puppy's hips, paws holding the struggling purebred in place.
Pier quickly blocked any access to the dumpster, tail wagging as he circled the heated bitch. She was slightly larger than he was, but a housepet. She wouldn't want to fight a fair fight. "What's your name, pretty?" he asked her.
"S-suka," she stammered, trying to follow the Poodle with her eyes, even as Woods and Pip started to circle her as well.
"Well, Suka, we're going to do you a favor. You and I both know what you're feeling - hot...itchy...needy. We get it, you want to be obedient to your master, but you gotta treat yourself right first, right?"
She gritted her teeth, glaring over at Riley, who was still perched on top of her daughter. She couldn't resist, not with that threat looming over her. "I guess..."
Woods took a long, loud _sniff_beneath the malamute's tail, and Suka gasped, and spun, presenting her pretty rump to the Poodle. He grinned and took advantage, hopping onto her. He'd been sporting an erection this whole time, and pressed the bony tip against her swollen spade. "You were _made_for this, bitch."
She gasped, her tail suddenly splaying wide. Riley grinned - she was definitely fertile. Suka panted, "Please...let Sabaka go. I don't want her to see this!"
Pip and Woods glanced at Pier, but Riley answered their question for them. Nothing doing. He said, "Let the pup learn her true place."
Pier looked ruefully at the Doberman, but nodded. "Yeah, what he said. Gotta learn it eventually."
Suka whimpered, spreading her hind legs. She trembled and said, "Then - make it fast..."
Pier just laughed, and pumped forward, spearing the mother with his brilliant, red cock, right in front of the half-grown puppy. Suka yipped and groaned, her tight, wet pussy suddenly full. Biting her lip, she struggled to resist the urge to hump, bucking only weakly.
"That's right," Pier taunted. "Take it all in, Sabaka. We'll come back for you in a couple months, when it's your turn. Listen to your mom...listen to her_squeal_."
And squeal she did, unable to resist any longer. The thick cock nestled inside her, rubbing up against her enflamed clit and driving unbidden pleasure throughout her body. The Poodle pounded her hard, leaning forward until the malamute was forced to push back, slamming her hips against the eager male. She_whined_, "D-don't watch, honey..."
But Sabaka was all eyes, staring in shock at this perfect example of the way the world worked. She couldn't look away as her mother was raped in front of her, her mother sacrificing so much to protect her daughter. Riley was almost touched, but he knew that Suka was wasting her time. She never should have left that dumpster, no matter what happened to Sabaka.
Because it was going to happen anyway.
Riley said, "Why wait a couple of months? She's here right now."
Pip cocked his head, impatiently waiting his turn beside Pier. "She's not in heat yet."
The Doberman just shrugged. "So what? I don't need to make puppies to have a good time."
Sabaka whimpered in Riley's grasp, trying to squirm away. By now, Suka heard what was being said. She gasped, "You promised you wouldn't hurt her!"
"It won't hurt - much," Riley replied nonchalantly.
Pier growled at the Doberman. "She's just a puppy. We're not...monsters. We just know when a bitch needs a little 'convincing'."
"Well, maybe I am a monster," Riley grinned. "It's like you said, she'll learn her place, sooner or later."
"No!" Sabaka yelped, leaping forward.
Riley just grunted, using one strong paw to hold the half-grown pedigree in place, and stomping down on the girl's leash with the other. The collar was yanked downward, slamming her face into the dirt. He kept her pinned there, her rump proudly in the air.
Now, even Woods looked uncertain, glancing at Pip before saying to Riley, "We don't do that."
Riley smiled at him, and then looked at Suka. The malamute mother was staring, mouth gaping as her daughter whimpered in the dirt, unable to talk with the collar so tight around her neck. The little sled dog had her ears flat, eyes wide, trembling. But what could Suka do? With Pier on her back, she couldn't free herself much less her daughter. Riley looked straight at Suka and said, "You deal with your bitch, I'll deal with mine."
Then, with all eyes on him except Sabaka's herself, Riley growled and jabbed forward. He'd fucked a lot of bitches, but never one so young. If she hadn't been a malamute pushing 50 pounds, it'd have been far worse. As it was, his fat cock pierced her tight, prepubescent pussy in one, quick thrust, announced by a loud, high-pitched yip! from Sabaka.
Riley groaned, his tongue hanging out of his muzzle, enjoying the way her tiny tunnel clung to his dick, folding tightly around him. "Fffffffuck..." he whined, stub-tail wagging.
Suka actually managed to stop humping up and down on Pier's cock long enough to stammer, "Y-you bastard!"
The other males looked positively stunned. Riley wondered if they'd actually convinced themselves, like Bandit had, that they were doing these bitches a service. Did they really think these bitches wanted to be raped? Now, watching the underage pup getting plugged out of her heat, they were confronted with the truth - none of them wanted this. That's why they ran and fought and hid. If they were going to stop Riley, they'd have to come face to face with their own hypocrisy.
Riley wasn't surprised when they weren't willing to do that. Woods took one look at Riley on Sabaka and said, "I bet she likes it."
Pip glanced at Woods and then back. "What a way to lose your virginity!"
Pier chuckled, and with that, whatever small resistance they'd had to Riley's escalation faded. Mother and daughter stared at each other, wordless, as they got it from behind, each with their hips bouncing up and down beneath an eager male. Sabaka could hardly speak with her collar synched around her neck, and Suka? What could she say? Her own heat was driving her deeper and deeper into the lust that Pier was looking for, until he pushed himself deep and knotted her, locking himself to her fertile cunt. She was experienced enough to know what that meant, but all the large malamute did was drop her jaw and moan as her spade bloated widely around Pier's fat knot. Then, she was gone, humping up and down and grunting, her entire body shuddering around the Poodle.
"One litter of mutts, coming right up!" Pier gasped, splurting so loudly that even Riley could hear it above Sabaka's whines.
Riley wasn't far off himself, driving himself deeper and deeper until his fat balls slapped against the puppy's rump. Her untried hole was stretched wide, and getting wider every second as Riley tied to the little bitch. He didn't bother taunting the young girl. This wasn't about her. He humped back and forth, grinding his knot to her, revelling in the tight, wet seal around his cock. Sabaka was the perfect little cock-socket for the horny Doberman. He gritted his teeth and groaned as his balls churned, and he drained himself into the virgin bitch.
Sabaka just shuddered, gasping for breath, her rump holding perfectly still as Riley pumped into her underage womb. Nothing would come of it, but for once, Riley didn't care. He didn't care either that the pup wasn't getting off to it. Suka and Pier, however, were slamming against each other, barking and moaning in the throes of orgasm, the mother momentarily distracted from her daughter's less pleasant fate.
Pier and Riley turned around at roughly the same time, showing off their bitches bulge. Woods and Pip were used to the wait. And they were probably used to the whines and objections that Suka threw out once her body was done rocking in pleasure. But they had to get used to the high-pitched whines of the confused puppy, tied rump-to-rump for the first time. Riley helped her out by tugging free early, though that just made her tight cunt sting.
"This one's open," Riley said with a grin.
Pip and Woods looked at each other. They'd said earlier they wouldn't do something like that. That pups and bitches out of heat were off-limits. But now, with raging erections and a queue forming for Suka, Pip reconsidered. "I...I guess I could. She pretty tight?"
Riley grinned, lifting a leg to show off his giant, dripping cock. "Not so much anymore."
Sabaka tried to back away from the small Corgi, but Riley grabbed her by the collar and slammed the young malamute on her back, stepping on her chest. "No...please...!" the girl yelped, as Pip walked up between her spread legs.
Suka finally gave the girl some good advice, whimpering, "Don't fight them, honey..."
"But Mom..." she whined, shivering as the Pembroke sniffed her freshly popped cherry, splattered and leaking down her curled tail.
Pip seemed like he was used to mounting their bellies instead of their backs. He grinned down at the underage bitch and climbed aboard, his long body still only reaching about halfway up the malamute's body. Sabaka whimpered, but listened to her mom - still, Riley didn't want her escaping, so when he stepped off the pup, he took a little time to wrap the girl's leash around a nearby "Dead End" sign.
"You're gunna like this, bitch," the Corgi grinned, positioning his feet until his oversized cock lined up with her abused pussy. She shook her head, but tossed her head back and yipped when he ignored her and shoved himself balls deep into her gaping cunt. Her hind legs dangled in the air on either side of the horny stray as he leaned forward, humping fast and hard, his grunts interspersed with panting.
Riley glanced at Suka, more interested in how the mother must feel to watch her own daughter, whom she was supposed to protect, get raped right in front of her. The large malamute bit her lip, but she was tied facing her daughter, and couldn't look away. Her eyes were locked, wide, on the way the little orange dog pounded the half-grown puppy, ignoring Sabaka's useless paws that tried to push Pip away. Suka turned her gaze angrily at Riley as the Doberman did the same for her leash, wrapping it around the very same sign. The two pets were tied up and helpless, now.
"Don't look at me like that," Riley protested. "What did you both expect, running off like you did?"
She didn't have an answer to that, partially because Pier was done with her. He grunted and _popped_free, and Woods wasn't the kind to wait. The black lab mix was on her, his fat cock pressed against her newly earned creampie. He said, "My turn."
She shivered, spreading her legs instinctually for him. With two mates back-to-back, she had to know the odds were good she'd have pups with black fur and pups with curly fur, and none of them purebred like her. And, judging by Woods' fur, she'd also have fleas. Riley could swear he saw relief flash across her face, as another thick cock distracted her from what was happening just a couple feet away.
Pier and Riley stood opposite each other, each with a big, veiny cock dangling between their legs, proof of their recent conquests. They regarded each other for a few moments, until Pier finally said, begrudgingly, "You're not all bad."
Riley shrugged. "Believe me, I'm used to 'hunting' with two other guys. You're lucky you cornered two - best take advantage of it."
The Poodle glanced down at the young Sabaka, whining with each heavy thrust the well-endowed Corgi gave her. "She's too young for a litter."
"But big enough to take my cock, and that's all that matters to me," Riley explained.
Pier nodded. "I guess so."
While the larger males recovered from their conquests, they watched as Woods plowed into the fertile malamute. He was bucking even harder than Pier, slamming up into the mother's wide, dripping spade until she was bloated around him. Suka's gasps and moans were only covered up by her daughter's much higher whines, Sabaka squirming and kicking her legs. Nothing dislodged Pip, who had his balls pressed up against her tailhole.
"Oh yeah, you can't wait for my knot," the Corgi groaned, despite all evidence to the contrary.
The young dog was panting on her back, her tongue lolling sideways out of her mouth as she took Pip. Her soft mound was wrapped around his large cock, trembling as it stretched unpleasantly around his swelling bulge. Riley could tell it was already too late - Pip was tied, and Sabaka was going to take everything the orange stray gave her. "Mom...what are you doing?" the girl gasped.
Standing just a few feet away, Suka was submitting like a good bitch. The drive to breed was too much for her, no matter how awful her or her daughter's situation. With the black lab mix's veiny, red cock sliding wetly against all the nerve endings in her cunt, the mother malamute was bucking up and down, slamming her hips back against him. Riley was sure that Suka's wagging tail wasn't lost on the distressed pup. The response was muffled and staggered. "I - I need...I" the mom groaned, clenching down hard around Woods' knot.
Riley stepped beside the terrified puppy and whispered in Sabaka's ear. "She already knows what you've got to learn, pup. You belong to us now. Better get used to it."
This did nothing to comfort her, especially as Pip grinded himself deep against her cervix, drooling all over her belly. With a loud, high-pitched howl, Pip claimed the bitch-in-training, his large white balls squeezing again and again into her already soiled cunt. Oh, this additional seed would also fall on 'deaf' womb, but the Corgi was quickly learning that that didn't lessen his own orgasm.
Woods did the same for Suka, only she_exploded in rut, whining and drooling herself, her spade convulsing as the older malamute _milked her mate. Her second serving drained into her heat-primed uterus, looking to claim more of the litter that had surely been promised to some unlucky malamute stud. "Oh...God forgive me!" she moaned. "Breed me!"
Riley waiting impatiently alongside Pier, but at least there would be another opening in five to ten minutes. He watched the second string dogs finish their business and turn around, grinning. Pip announced, "Damn, she was tight. You were right." He spoke as if Sabaka wasn't still wrapped around his cock, whimpering.
Suka wept through ragged, panting gasps, her climax finally subsiding. Still, she yipped in sudden pleasure each time Woods tested his knot, tugging sharply. "Honey, I'm sorry," she whined. "I tried to stop you from running off..."
"Mom...mom, it's my fault. I'm so, so sorry! I didn't know..."
Riley stopped listening to the two as soon as Woods popped his soaked cock out of Suka. He still had business with this defiant bitch. Pier said, "Hey, wait!"
Riley just grunted and nodded his head toward Sabaka. "She'll be free, soon."
"But -" the Poodle said, looking the puppy over. He paused, realizing that it was Sabaka or nothing. He nodded and said, "Okay."
Riley stepped between Suka and her daughter, cutting off whatever touching discussion they were having. Suka growled at him. Riley just laughed. "Nice teeth, but those are empty threats. You know what would happen if you used those."
"You're a monster," she said, narrowing her eyes.
"I'm just a guy who knows what he wants." Riley stepped alongside the tied up bitch, ducking his dark brown muzzle beneath her curled tail. She was absolutely_dripping_ now with Pier's and Woods' contributions.
The best she could do was glare at him over her shoulder. "She's just a girl..." Suka said, trying a failing not to whine.
"Exactly," Riley agreed. "She's not really any different than you. She'll be in heat in a month."
While he was talking with Suka, Pip had managed to dislodge himself from Sabaka, presenting her sopping pussy to Pier. He nudged her rump and she clambered to her feet. "Good girl," the Poodle said, especially when the half-grown puppy obediently spread her legs and lifted her tail, whimpering.
Riley pointed over at Sabaka and said, "Now she'll know her place when it finally comes."
Suka said, "That won't help you. She'll never run away again after this."
Riley laughed. He sniffed Suka's delicious cunny, and the gave her a good, long lick. He didn't love drinking another male's seed, but he needed to. He lapped at her, slurping every drop that he could, his tongue pressing deeper with each lick. To his great pleasure, Suka couldn't help but react, flagging her tail and moaning helplessly as he ate her out.
"You're going to like it even more by the time I'm done with you," Riley grinned.
Nearby, Pier was doing something surprisingly similar. After looking ruefully at the little bitch's creampie, he shook his head and lapped her tailhole. Sabaka_yelped_ in surprise, but that didn't stop the Poodle. He went to town on the pup's ass, slurping and probing her depths, while she keened in distress. "I don't like sloppy seconds," Pier said, by way of explanation. Sabaka had no idea what that meant, but Suka did.
Riley grinned at his quarry. "She'll be so experienced by the time she's of age. I'd love to do the same to you, but I want you to have my puppies."
Suka whimpered, "But I thought you didn't care about making pups."
Riley guzzled the last of his competitor's seed. He knew he couldn't clear Suka out completely, but any advantage would help. Licking his lips, Riley replied, "Generally, no. But I want you to have one or two. Bright, caramel fur, to remind you of me."
"..."
Riley glanced over at Pier who had mounted the confused puppy, totally unaware why he had just lubricated her rump. Until she felt his bony tip...too high. Sabaka_yipped_.
Riley hopped on board too, his mouth right up against Suka's ears as he cinched tight around her waist. "Look at her. So young and innocent. She won't be in a couple of days."
"What?" the mother cocked her head.
Riley whispered in her ear. "She won't run off again, I agree. Because I'm not going to let her go. She's mine now, and you both can raise my pups together."
"You - what... you?" Suka asked, confused, but he cut her off with a hard, vicious thrust. He speared straight up and into Suka's wet pussy, and despite what she'd just heard, her heat knew what to do. With a yelp, the mother was moaning and rocking her hips around Riley's breeding spear, eyes wide with terror at this new revelation.
Riley grunted, squeezing his dick into the hot, wet tunnel. "Why bother hunting when you're already caught? I've got the perfect place for you two where you can live out your true purpose - pleasing me."
"N-no!" Suka whined, but she rubbed her rump against him.
Pier finally positioned himself on his own little bitch. With a brief warning, "This may sting a bit," the Poodle rammed forward, piercing Sabaka's virgin tailhole. The pup dropped her jaw and wailed in shock at the unexpected intrusion. At least he'd taken the time to slick her up, but the six-month-old would never be completely ready. The red-furred pup_yipped_, Pier's eager thrusts pressing deep inside her. His fat cock squeezed up against her empty cunt, and soon Riley and Pip's seed came gushing out of her, splatting the ground beneath them.
"Owwww!" she wailed.
Suka was trembling, and Riley guessed for more than one reason. She couldn't stop herself from humping up and down, straining to contain Riley's huge cock. Her blank stare made Riley smile. She was realizing that he wasn't trying to give her a pup just so that she'd be reminded of him years down the line. He was actually planning to watch her raise them. He wasn't going to let either of them return home to their humans. This nightmare wasn't going to end.
And still she moaned, sharp waves of pleasure trembling down her heated pussy. Whining, she lowered her head, eyes clenched shut, but Riley was having none of it. He grabbed the leash near her collar in his teeth and yanked upward, making Suka squeal. "Watch her," he growled through his teeth. The mother could barely breath with her collar cinched around her neck, eyes forced open to watch her young daughter getting raped in the ass. Sabaka was whining, trying to hold her ground after each powerful thrust, but the young girl was overwhelmed. Her eyes were rolling in her head. But only Suka knew that Riley never intended to let the little one go.
When he let go of the leash, Suka was obedient and didn't close her eyes, knowing he'd retaliate again. He hilted himself again and again into her tight cunt, and said, "Don't lie," he said. "You like it - my cock."
She tried to shake her head, but she was interrupted by a flurry of sudden thrusts. Her pussy quavered around him, clenching and rocking, making her moan. "Yes..." she said through ragged gasps, tears in her eyes. Her pussy was _made_for him, fitting the Doberman like a glove. Every instinct in her begged her to give in, accept his life-giving cum, and be his bitch for life. It was her destiny.
"And best of all," Riley added, "she'll like it. In time. And you'll be there to see her broken. You'll be there when she begs for it."
"N-no. Please...have mercy!" Pip and Woods glanced over at that loud outburst. They hadn't heard anything else over all the grunts and whines.
Riley said, "I'm fresh out," and yanked on her leash again, choking the desperate malamute even as he redoubled his efforts, pounding her hard. She spread her legs, hunching up just enough to make it easy for him to pump up into her. Her wet spade squelched against his growing knot, kissing it, before another wave of Suka's thrusts wrapped her mound around him completely. She hammered back against him, squealing as his knot began to grow.
Once again, he released the leash, if only to taunt, "Here's hoping you have some daughters - I might never have to hunt again."
The look of sheer horror on her face was only belied by her sudden, violent orgasm. She squeezed her bulging spade around him, dissolving into eager thrusts and moans. She could only think about the cocktail of cum that would soon find her eggs, knowing the risk to each and every female pup. Would Riley fuck his own daughters? She could only guess yes. While all this was going on in her head, she was panting in the throes of sheer pleasure, the juxtaposition tearing through her mind.
Riley couldn't hold on any longer. The malamute was just a clenching hole, made to serve the Doberman. Every square inch of his cock lay embedded in her warm pussy, bulging around the base of his cock to hold him tightly inside as he gushed straight into her womb. Suka was trapped in a mix of sensations, knowing full well that she might end up bearing some of Riley's puppies. This morning, she was just a pet going for a walk with her daughter - now, she was the brood dam for four stray studs.
When he was done with her, he hopped off, glancing over at the nearby Poodle. Riley had missed most of the action, but he could picture what had led to the half-grown puppy, anus bulging out while Pier painted her insides. Sabaka had collapsed onto her forelegs, her rump in the air for the powerful Poodle, having lost both virginities just 30 minutes apart. Pier had his mouth half open in a satisfied grin, humping her rump and dumping his nuts. Any remaining hesitance about fucking the pup was gone.
They kept at it. With four males and two bitches, there was always another dog waiting to mount. Woods got Sabaka next, while Riley held Suka down on her stomach so that Pip could take her properly. The abused females had finally zipped their lips, realizing that talking just spurred the males on. They couldn't escape, not tied to the sign, not blocked by the two males who weren't currently raping them.
After each male had sampled each female, they did it again, and then again, until finally, with the girls pretty messy, Riley and Pier humped side by side, each of them butt-fucking their bitches. Suka quivered next to her daughter, eyes clenched shut, while Sabaka looked down at the ground, which was now covered in cum. Twelve times they'd been fucked, and without a break like males. They were both exhausted to the point of collapse.
Pier laughed at Riley, pounding Suka, "And to think, I didn't think the puppy would be able to take it. But look at her now!"
Riley couldn't help but look at her, her matted red fur looking a bit less groomed now. He slammed his cock into her wet, stretched-out anus, knowing exactly how her pussy gaped just below. "You gotta learn your lesson somehow, and I think we four are excellent teachers."
Pier grinned at that. When they'd both tied and turned around, Pier glanced at Woods and Pip, who were lying on the ground and panting. "I guess that's that, then," the Poodle exclaimed.
Riley shook his head. "Doesn't have to be. We may be tired, but that bitch is still in heat."
"What do you mean?"
"I've got a home in the junkyard that's got the perfect place to hold her...and her daughter... until we're ready to let them go."
Sabaka didn't know what Riley had planned for them. Now she tossed her head up and yipped in shock. Pier cocked his head, his first expression pleased, until he realized the implications. "But we've already knocked one up, and the other isn't ready."
"Haven't you been listening? Bitches are for fucking. Puppies are just a bonus," Riley explained. "Besides, the pup will be in heat in a month or two."
Pip's eyes popped open. "A month? You want to hold them for that long?"
"Why not?"
Woods shared an uneasy glance with his two friends. Pier said, "That - that sounds like what Brutus and Rufus would do."
Riley nodded. Those two Cane Corsos from the private junkyard had long been held up as the 'wrong way' to rape bitches, but Riley knew better, now. Only the Doberman didn't need humans to help him. Riley said, "You already fucked this one out of heat. Might as well show her what it _should_feel like. Besides, we'll give them food and water. We're not monsters," he lied.
Pip chimed in. "I don't think that's -"
Pier interrupted, "We can't keep them that long."
The Doberman smiled. The bars were already lowering. "Fine. Do what you want. But I'm taking the little one with me. You can join me or not. It's your choice!" With a grunt, he pulled free of Sabaka's tailhole and grabbed the small malamute by her collar. She was far too tired to resist. Riley was pleased when he switched his hold to the leash, and the dazed pup followed along beside him like she was 'heeling'.
Suka gasped, "Sabaka...no..."
But all she could do was watch and pant as the Doberman led her daughter away.
The trio talked quickly, and wondering whether they should really separate mother and daughter, and whether they should leave Sabaka alone with the scary Doberman. Woods suggested that maybe Riley was right, in part, and they shouldn't let them go until they were definitely knocked up. Pip thought maybe they should fight Riley to free both. After all, they were only trying to please bitches who didn't know any better.
Riley walked ahead, almost getting out of earshot, wondering what Pier would choose. The Poodle had two voices on his shoulder, and as the de facto leader, it was his choice: join Riley, or not.
Riley, still leading a broken, obedient puppy, glanced over his shoulder when the decision making was over. There, twenty feet back, the three males were dragging along an uncooperative Suka, following the Doberman.
Riley smiled.