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All characters are of legal age and consenting adults. This story is a work of fiction, any likenesses to people or places is purely coincidental. If you are not of legal age, please do not read any further.

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Growing up Dan had always been called a runt, true that in stature he was rather on the small side given his parentage. But this wasn't something he could help given his lineage, nor were the curious mixture of features. His mother was a stage dancing French Poodle in Vegas while his father was allegedly some sort of Great Dane, a very charming businessman that had managed to convince his mother to ride a different sort of pole one evening of his trip to Sin City, Dan being the result of this.

Looking like a fluffy miniature Dane, shorter than his age should dictate and a single parent household meant that Dan grew up under constant scrutiny and harassment. Despite all indications to the contrary, Dan grew up relatively well and excelled at whatever he put his mind to, just to spite all his naysayers. Dan was not afraid of hard work or harsh words, he'd long since learned to grow a thick skin and prove himself through actions more than just quick witted words.

At twenty-five Dan was one of the youngest to pass the bar and earn a spot at a prestigious law firm many of his elder counterparts would've killed to get a position at, some people even called him the fluffy savant. The only problem was "her", Dan's direct boss. Rosalind Rothschild, a female Doberman and a bitch in every sense of the word. Even seasoned lawyer's with decades of experience flinched at the mere mention of her name, the no nonsense ball busting bitch of the century. Hair done up in a librarian bun, horn rimmed glasses and square set shoulder pads in her pants suite, there was even a rumor she had a bigger dick and balls than the firms equine founder. It was a pity Dan though, if not for her caustic attitude she was actually rather pretty and he had a sneaking suspicion she had a killed body under those horrendous pant suites she always wore.

Of course she looked down on Dan and everything about him, often alluding that he was only where he was because people were suckers and gave him far too much sympathy because of his poor upbringing and single mom. While they worked well together, there was no love lost between the pair, often things were downright hostile; but with an unprecedented winning streak of cases they were forced to work together far more often than either would like. Even taking on cases in districts their company would not normally operate in.

One such trip required the pair to share a room on an out of town sojourn to defend another faceless fat cat accused of abusing his position and power. The entire trip down Rosalind bitched and moaned at her personal assistant, threatening to fire her for such incompetence. Dan just listened to the poor girl on the other end of the line get reamed a new one and even break down in tears, thinking the entire time that this dober bitch really needs to get laid, maybe then she could finally take the stick out her ass and be a decent person for once in her life.

After a long day of sitting in hot sweaty diners and interview rooms looking over files, Dan and Rosalind mutually decided to head back to their hotel room to shower and take an early night to continue in the morning when things were cooler. Of course Rosalind chimed in with "The AC better be working or someone's getting fired..." with a snarl at the receptionist as they returned to their hotel. Rosalind pulled rank and took the shower first, not wanting to "bath in lowlife scum germs" after Dan showered first. Once he heard the shower shut off he knew the routine, closing his eyes and facing the wall even before Rosalind threatened to take him for all he was worth if he snuck a peak at her in her towel as she came back into the room. Stumbling like a blind man with his hands on the wall, keeping his eyes shut as he made his way into the bathroom to take his shower, Dan grumbled and almost slammed the door shut but thought better of it. As he was getting undressed he noticed a pile of clothes on the bathroom floor that weren't his, curiosity getting the better of him as he picked up a pair of surprisingly lacey and sexy panties and holding them up before his nose. He didn't know why he did it, but he brought them to his nose and took a deep whiff of Rosalind's underwear, to his surprise they did not smell of sulfur and brimstone as he thought the she devil would, but rather sweet with a hint of strawberry? "What's taking so long in there, jacking your tiny dick Dan?" came a mocking call from outside the room which snapped Dan back into reality. Dropping her underwear and quickly turning on the shower, Dan would scrub himself down, trying not to touch his suddenly stick cock and hopefully let it deflate under the cold shower.

Of course she had used the majority of their water allowance, each room being restricted to only so much due to the drought the area was experiencing. Forcing Dan to cut his shower short, he would climb out, muttering to himself as he realized he'd left his boxers and towel on his bed. Not wanting to alert Rosalind and give her more ammunition, he would try sneak out undetected to grab them before she noticed.

It would be at this juncture that young Dan would find something out about the bitch that would surprise him, coming out of the bathroom, he would walk in on a nude Doberman bending over facing away from him as she slipped into a fresh pair of underwear, unaware of his presence for the moment. The sight would be burned into his brain for years to come, the bitch was rather shapely under that frumpy pantsuit after all. Toned thighs, a shapely rear you could bounce a quarter off of and a pair of hourglass hips that would drive men wild. He even got a clear view of an incredibly snug looking slit, the sight of which almost made Dan laugh thinking that made sense as she really needed to get laid. But the most surprising thing was a fancy fur tattoo of a handprint on her behind, giving the impression like she had just received a rather harsh slap.

Dan knew better than to make his presence known and quickly backtracked into the bathroom before he got caught staring, stealthily snatching his towel and boxers from his bed before making a hasty retreat. He also thought it prudent to give his fresh hard on time to deflate, despite his diminutive stature, Dan had at least inherited something useful from his father's genes and it was rather prominently tenting his boxers just then. Needless to say the next few days would be awkward with the images of a naked Rosalind flashing in his mind, but thankfully nothing would come of his discovery and Rosalind appeared to have no clue about what Dan had seen.

The following few months went on about the same, Dan taking piles of shit from his "superior" as Rosalind liked to remind him every chance she got, but as their winning streak continued, so did their requirement to work closely together. One drawback to such a workload Dan soon found out was a lack of time and space for a personal life. It had been months since the last time he'd been with anyone and even then it had been with an exceptionally discreet escort service which only served the rich and famous. No doubt plenty of their clients were on their books. He figured this was partly why Rosalind was such a bitch, she probably hadn't had sex since college, if even then. The image of her snug little slit flashing in his mind again, making Dan blush and have to cross his legs to cut off a growing erection.

"I'm going out for a business meeting for a couple of hours, make yourself useful go over the files again. See if you can keep your hands off your little dick long enough while I'm gone to make some useful notes for our meeting tomorrow" Rosalind demanded with a smirk, standing at the doorway to Dan's hotel room.

Dan's hackles were raised by this comment, she was treating him like an intern again and not a partner. It also seemed that she was taking private meetings without him, it seemed the bitch was making a move to probably try get one up on him. With a snarl he tossed the files onto his bed and decided to follow the Dober bitch. Making sure to keep a decent distance, though it wasn't hard to follow her as people on the street seemed for part around her the way fish part around a shark.

Dan followed Rosalind for a little while until she eventually got into a cab and headed off to another part of the city, passing most of the business districts and instead heading more into the entertainment and commercial parts.

They were in a rather upper class part of the city, so it was some surprise that Dan stumbled upon something curious while following Rosalind into a rather non-descript building. Inside there were signs indicating this was "Tailhigh Hall", a completely anonymous adult entertainment facility where strangers from all walks of life could let loose and have a little fun. Reading over the signs and what little brochures were available, it appeared that volunteers would fill various stalls for a small fee and allow passing strangers to fuck them for a price, which they would then keep the proceedings. With security cameras monitoring the halls to make sure nothing untoward was happening, a slight technicality which skirted the laws of prostitution as there were recordings taking place, even though they were not to be distributed to the public. The camera angles also ensured no one would be identifiable unless someone were to look directly up at a camera. There was an understanding about the hall and with law enforcement, more than likely some hefty bribes paid for with the halls proceedings allowing it to keep operating.

Dan was confused as to what someone like Rosalind would be doing in a place like this, but he supposed she was so abrasive that dating was not an option so some poor fucker in one of the stalls was going to get his dick snapped off in that tight cunt of hers. Or maybe she was more into women, Dan smirking as he paid the entry fee and headed inside to see if he could catch the Dober bitch with her face between a strangers thighs and dining at the V. Grabbing one of the provided Masquerade Ball masks, Dan headed inside after shedding his clothing down to his boxers as he wandered the halls trying to find Rosalind.

The hall was situated in a seemingly normal business district, close to a parking garage and bus stop so if desired one wouldn't even need to bring a vehicle which could be easily identified. Lining both sides at staggered intervals were various posteriors of both male and females either laying down on a padded bench or standing bent over. Above each stall were indicators of what the inhabitant was accepting of, ranging from just receiving oral all the way up to their preferred method of penetration. Every so often there would also be glory holes indicating either male or female inhabitants, depending on the visitor's preference. There were already a few patrons making use of the facilities, a large looking shire stallion with his hips pressed flush to the wall of a glory hole while the sound of someone clearly choking came from the other end. The stallion noticed Dan watching and gave a cheesy grin and thumbs up before pulling his hips back to show off his spit shined impressive rod, along with a thankful gasping for air behind the wall.

Further down a small fennec was grinding herself down on what appeared to be another equine laying on one of the benches, making a mess of both of them as from the size difference there was no way she was going to take him inside herself. The vixen was too lost in her fun to even notice someone watching her try cram the flared equine cocktip into her little teardrop of a pussy, only succeeding in smearing his precum all over her inner thighs and cunt. Dan made his way over to one of the female glory holes and undid his pants before stuffing his sheath and balls through the opening, figuring he was here already and had paid a hefty entrance fee, so why not take advantage of the situation. Within moments a pair of soft paws began fondling and teasing at him, along with hot breath and a soft wet tongue licking at his pointed red tip. This must have been a regular to the hall as they sure seemed to know how to handle a dick, getting Dan hard and throbbing within moments, his cock pulsing and drooling thick strands of precum from what was probably the best blowjob he'd had since college. With a low growl and his claws scratching at the wall as the person on the other side of the wall managed to get him off in record time, letting him buck against the wall and into their throat as he unloaded his first pent up load of the evening down their throat. With a shaky hand Dan slipped the payment plus a tip into the stalls slot before walking away on shaky legs and holding his undone pants up with one paw. His cock still hard and throbbing, begging for more as he wandered the halls looking for Rosalind.

He happened across what looked like a white tigress in one of the stalls halfway down one passage, feeling adventurous he would spend some time with her seeing as there was still no sight of the Dober bitch yet. Grinning as she seemed to enjoy being taken more rough and fast, his hips slapping against her behind and leaving a pink hue visible between the black stripes. Dan grinned smugly to himself as he heard the tigress comment about "Damn big dicked wolves stretching her" as he roughly plowed the feline. Feeling her cum hard around his cock did wonders for his ego too, finishing with a firm slap to her striped behind before he withdrew his softening cock from her wonderful pussy. Again once he'd spent himself with the tigress he would pay the fee with another tip before heading off again to try find Rosalind, having cum twice now he was thinking a lot more clearly.

Having gone through nearly the entire hall now and still no sign of Rosalind, Dan wondered if he'd somehow gotten confused and been following someone else by mistake. However that changed as soon as he came to the last stall on the right at the end of the last passage, a pair of black and tan cheeks were presented to him, with a rather curious looking handprint tattoo. Moving behind the occupant to get a better look, the confirmation would bring a big grin to Dan's face. Leaning in close Dan would take a whiff of the canines scent before taking a slow lick across her vulva, it appeared she was still untouched and rather worked up, recognizing that faint hint of strawberry on his tongue anywhere. His hands came crashing down on her cheeks with a firm slap, followed by an appreciative groan from within the stall. "Figures, the stuck up bitch enjoys being spanked" Dan through to himself before spreading her enough to get a clear view of her slit and pucker, Dan would inspect her closely now without fear of being discovered. His tongue becoming even more intimately familiar with her than even his eyes would as he took his time working her up to the point she would be pressing back against his muzzle. Once she seemed ready and worked up enough, he would rise to his feet behind her. Grabbing his now freshly risen and stiff cock in one hand, Dan would tap his thick length up between her thighs, giving her an indication of just what she would be taking. Nestling his tip between her folds, Dan gave one firm slow push into the waiting bitch, stretching her open relentlessly. A familiar "Fucking hell" would be heard from inside the stall as Dan bottomed out in the tightest cunt he'd ever been in, almost tempted just to remain there for a few moments, but instead he decided to rather buck and thrust into the tight bitch beneath him.

With great pride and glee Dan felt the bitch cum hard around his cock, almost halting his motions with how tight she clenched down on him. As much as he hated to admit it, she felt heavenly on his cock and he nearly climaxed inside her then and there despite having two previous climaxes. But with clenched teeth Dan would barely manage to pull himself free of Rosalind's wonderfully tight cunt, smirking as he noted the camera in this section of hallway appeared to be missing. Aside from an empty stall to his right and the two occupants behind him in their own stalls, there was no one around to observe what Dan was planning. He knew he'd never get a chance like this again and despite the indication above the stall, Dan would grip that bitches docked tail and lift it up out the way. Guiding his slick tip up a little higher from her tight cunt, Dan pressed the pointed head of his cock against an almost cute little dark pucker. For a moment he thought she was accepting of this attention, managing to get a few thick inches under her tail before she started groaning and squirming. It seemed she'd passed out briefly from her first climax, only to wake up and find the stranger behind her had decided to ignore her request for no anal. "S...stop! Not in my ass..." Came a weak whimper from inside the stall, the tone surprising Dan as it was not the forceful command he'd expected, rather it seemed almost pleading with a note of desire to it. His hips would push forward a little more to test his theory, only to be met with a lusty groan. Holding back his laughter at this revelation Dan would continue to feed the black and tan rump inch after thick red inch of needy cock until her cheeks would be spread wide around his knot. After only a few slow strokes of his entire length in and out of her, the panting and groans from within the stall were unmistakable, along with the dampness running down both their inner thighs it was clear that Rosalind had more than one climax from this.

Satisfied she wasn't going to cry out for help, Dan began to saw his hips back and forth, using his entire length to stroke in and out of Rosalind's docked tail. Wishing he was allowed to bring his phone in so he could snap some pictures of the sight of her little black asshole stretched so snug about his thick cock it almost changed color. Somewhere along the line Dan lost himself in his fucking of the tightest hole he'd even been in, until finally he found himself locked in place after a pained yelp was heard. Looking down at his hips it seemed he'd managed to tie himself to the black and tan bitches ass. The way she squirmed and writhed in a mixture of pain and pleasure under, along with her tight little ass tugging behind his knot would do him in. A hot torrent of seed flooding the Rosalind's rump, even after two climaxes Dan was surprised by how much seed he managed to produce this time around. Normally he'd require a few minutes for his knot to deflate, but as he'd broken a rule of the hall, Dan thought it best not to be caught red handed as it were with his cock locked in an unwilling females rectum. With a snarl he would begrudgingly pull himself free of her delectable rump with a pained yelp again sounding inside the stall, tucking his softening length back inside his pants before retrieving a handkerchief to try clear away his seed leaking from her already closing black pucker. Taking a moment to admire the view one last time before making a hasty retreat, Dan grinned the entire cab ride back to his hotel room and wondered what tomorrow would bring as they were back to work.

Early the next morning Dan was the first one down at their table for breakfast, barely managing to restrain from grinning as he spotted Rosalind heading his way with a bit of a funny walk. She even winced as she sat down at their table without saying a word, which lead Dan to break the silence.

"Something wrong? Couldn't help but notice you walking a bit stiff and sitting funny, almost like you have a knot in your tail or something." Dan commented with an amazingly straight face, barely containing a smile as his comment was met with an uncertain glare from Rosalind.