The Dog Sitter - Chapter 2
Your week of dog sitting begins.
The next few days passed by and you kept yourself busy and made sure you had everything packed you wanted to take with. Thursday morning rolled around and your excitement was replaced with nervousness, a week alone was something new to you and while you were well prepared and excited, you were worried.
Although, those worries melted away by the time you were having dinner with the family that night. You’d chatted as they bought you groceries and they had ample food for Loki and a folder with notes and numbers should you need it. They answered your questions and alleviated your worries and fears.
Loki spent the evening inside, since he was allowed inside whenever, sitting with his family and watching TV with them. Everyone went to bed and it took you a little bit to relax and fall asleep. By the time you awoke, the family had gone and left a final note to let you know with a spare key atop it for you.
Your first day was spent mostly familiarising yourself with the house, playing with the dog and leaning how to use their stove to cook yourself food. You relaxed and watched Netflix on their huge TV and generally had a really relaxing day.
In the evening you let the dog in, fed him and took a shower after your own dinner. Loki had been a little pushy tonight, but you assumed that was normal for him. Maybe he was extra hungry.
Stepping out of the bathroom in a soft, plush towel, you made your way toward your room for the week. You could hear Loki padding quickly after you and like before, he started being pushy. Rubbing his head against you and physically pushing you, which made you laugh and push him away. “No, Loki. Let me get dressed, then I can pat you.”
He didn’t relent even as you stepped into your bedroom, his snout pushing under the towel as you lent down. You yelped in shock as his cold nose pressed between your legs and his tongue lapped out for a taste.
“Loki, no!” You were more firm as you shifted away, pressing your legs together. It didn’t stop him though and he jumped up at you, using his weight to shove you. “Down boy!”
He wasn’t listening and his weight bore down on you until you were toppled, hitting the floor roughly with a cry. What was wrong with him? He pawed at the towel, excitedly panting as you tried to get back to your feet, scared now.
Although it was clear he wasn’t going to let you, the towel was loose and slipping but you were trying to get up. His large paws were on your upper back and his body was up over yours, his weight pressing on your back. His hips started to rut against you and your eyes widened as you felt his hot, slick dick rubbing for purchase against your legs and ass.
“N-no Loki, down! Bad dog!”
You swore he put more weight on your shoulders at those words and he grunted and panted, the tip of his cock finding your pussy and thrusting until it pushed inside. You yelped out as the tip led to the thicker shaft and he began to pound you deep, his movements rough and hard.
All you could do was brace yourself as the husky had his way with you, pounding your tight hole. You could feel yourself getting wet from the stimulation as his thick canine cock ravaged you, the TV in the living area background sound to your whimpers and Loki’s heavy panting breaths.
His claws were pressing into your skin and it hurt, noticeable now that the pain from his cock inside you had lessened with your slickness and adjustment. The towel had fallen off a while ago now, pooled underneath you almost perfectly to catch any mess he was about to make.
His thrusts got harder, the wet slapping sounds growing in volume, his knot starting to build quickly. You could feel it stretching your hole wider until he bucked even harder and forced it inside, the burning pain making you sob in pain. Loki thrust a few more times, the knot tugging. His cock throbbed as he came, spurting thick ropes of doggy cum inside you.
You could feel his cock as it throbbed, his body heavy on yours as he panted, right now quite content on holding you down while he filled you with his seed. It overflowed and you could feel it dripping out, running down your leg and some onto the pile of towel below you.
It took a while for his knot to deflate enough to pull out, making you jolt in pain as it stretched you on the way out. More cum trickled out and he moved away a little to lick himself clean, leaving you there with your ass in the air to try and gather your thoughts. Your head was swimming and your body ached. That was not what you expected when you took this job on, nor was anything about this mentioned.
Loki was back over at you, sniffing at his handiwork and licking at your wet slit, pressing his nose firmer to bury his tongue deeper inside. You couldn’t help but moan as he licked and licked, the sensation making you wet again.
He mounted you again and his cock, hard already, took less thrusts to slip inside you once again. His paws were on your shoulders again, pinning you as a repeat of before began to happen. Hard, fast thrusts rocked your body and you regretted not taking those few moments to move.
Although, this time, with more natural lube and the previous adjustments, it hurt way less and allowed for you to just feel the pleasure. The slick wet sounds filled the air again and you moaned, the little discomfort from his claws burning enough to be pleasurable. Your eyes closed as you panted and groaned, wriggling a little so your arm could move. Your fingers sought your clit, rubbing it needily as Loki took you again.
This wasn’t so bad at all, you decided. His dick made you feel so full and his wet dick had no issues pumping inside you with all the extra wetness this time around. You began to moan louder as he thrust harder, the knot growing and your fingers desperately rubbing at yourself. You came, legs shaking, as the knot pushed inside your pussy again. Your inner walls tightened around his dick, pressing against the shaft and knot as they twitched and pulsed inside you. More dog cum shooting inside you.
Your arm flopped to the floor as you panted alongside Loki, unsure what to even think right now. You’d just come to a dog fucking you, after he forced himself on you the first time and yet… you didn’t hate it.