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William was already loosening his tie as he came in the door. The large wolf breathed out a sigh and glanced around the kitchen, "Naomi." Not shouted, not a question, simply stated.

A Vi.X.EN walked into the kitchen to greet him with a smile and, "Master." Her fur a lovely snowy white, highlighted with rosy red markings. Her eyes were the same blue on black as the rest of her line. He'd opted for larger breasts on her. Not unrealistically large, but on the very upper edge of what fit her curvaceous form. Wider hips, good for grabbing. Thicker thighs, so they could clap so pleasantly. The image completed by a pair of fake glasses perched on her nose, and an elegant collar around her neck. She came so very close to him as he left the kitchen. Close enough that he could feel her fur only just brush his, and picked out her scent. Rosehips.

Naomi fell into step behind him as they walked through the house. "Report."

Her voice was soft, tone so sweet. "I have finished all my chores. Everything has been dusted and vacuumed. Riggs has been walked, I have reviewed your schedule for tomorrow, you have the entire weekend free, set aside things for breakfast, and dinner will be delivered in one hour."

They arrived at the bedroom and Naomi moved around him. Happily running her hands over his chest before helping him out of his shirt. "Would you like me to prepare the shower? Or..." her eyes darted downwards briefly.

"I'll shower before bed."

Naomi's eyes brightened as she stepped towards him and breathed in his scent. The fox's bushy tail swayed behind her as she breathed out a low, throaty murmur. Her hand reached for his lap, but he stopped her with a simple, "You said Riggs had been walked. Have you taken care of all his needs?"

She froze and her ears twitched back ever so slightly. "He has been fed, walked, played with, and I brushed him down."

"And how did you play with him?"

Now those ivory cheeks flushed, "I threw the ball, and he returned it to me."

Will clicked his tongue in thought and hummed, "We both know he's a high energy dog. Walks and playing fetch is a good start, but it won't be enough to keep him quiet all night." The wolf nodded towards the stairs and fixed Naomi with a look. She knew what he wanted and chewed on her bottom lip, thighs already rubbing together. He gave her a couple seconds before holding up a single finger, "One..."

Her ears shot up and Naomi nearly bolted for the stairs. He smirked, knowing how she did love being spanked,. She also knew that sometimes he'd simply refuse to play with her if he felt the vixen was being too bratty.

As Naomi raced up the stairs, nails clicked on tile as Riggs wandered into the kitchen, tail waving with each step. He was a mix of several dog breeds, most notably rottweiler. Though William couldn't help but wonder if there wasn't some Great Dane in him, due to his sheer size. "Hey there, Bud. Have a good day today?" He knelt and rubbed his dog's face. The massive mutt wagging it's tail more as it leaned in. Coming close enough to threaten a lick, but knowing not to. "Yeah, who is my good buddy boo?" he uttered and rubbed the dog's face. Which only made that tail swing ever faster.

Pets and greeting done, William stood and started to undress. Not minding as he simply tossed his clothing down onto the kitchen counter. They'd be cleaned up later.

He was down to his boxers when Naomi returned. The vixen paused just outside the living room before dropping to all fours. She'd put on a mask that covered her face, making her look far more like a match for Riggs. Matching gloves adorned her hands, though the bindings there weren't as tight as they could be. A collar finished up the image, lead held looped in her muzzle.

"Wrrrmm..." she whined as she wandered towards him on all fours.

"Ah there's my good girl." William cooed and reached down to rub her cheeks. Naomi leaned into the touches and arched, huffing a low 'wuff' as he stroked her neck. "Paw," he held his hand out. She gladly held one up. Holding still as he adjusted the ties. Then held up her other for him to fix. "Very good girl." Her tail waved behind her as William moved his pets down her neck.

The bound vixen leaned forward as his hand swept her spine, bushy tail swaying up. He smirked, but kept his hands moving. Not going right for her rear. Which only brought another whine from the vixen. A whine that had Riggs wandering in. The big mutt already starting to pant and grin as he stared at the female on all fours. "Riggs, Sit."

A growl, but the mutt did as he was told. Sitting and watching. Though Naomi looked over her shoulder at the mutt, already starting to pant into her mask. Her rear lifted, tail arching over her back. That was almost enough to entice the mutt over. Though it did earn a firm swat from the wolf. "What a naughty bitch, teasing my good boy like that." She yelped, ass stinging from the impact, but looked up at him lovingly.

William let his hands roam over her rear, then down. Fingers just brushing over her spade. The dark flesh already swollen with excitement, hot to the touch, and standing out against her snowy pelt. "Someone is excited isn't she?" Will dipped a finger in and earned a whimpering moan. "Just all ready to be fucked like the bitch she is. Because that's all she is, isn't she? A naughty fucking bitch. One fit only to be fucked and bred until she can't stand it. Then she's put in the breeding stand and fucked some more."

Oh fuck. Naomi was shivering, trying to keep herself on all fours. It was getting harder to do by the moment. Each phrase triggering her responses. Driving her deeper into a lustful state. She wanted to scream, to beg for him to fuck her, to let the dog fuck her, anything. Yet she knew a single word would only delay the fun. Riggs could wait, would wait, she couldn't though. Her body knew what the petplay gear meant. A single piece of it, just the collar, would have her panting and shivering. Each piece added to her lusts, driving her into a primal little whore. One ready for anything her master wanted her to do.

"Come," she nearly did as William pulled on the lead. Her pussy dripped as she arched her neck and followed behind him. Tail high and pussy fully exposed to Riggs' primal stare. On hands and knees, William paraded her around the living room. There was no reason for it, other than he could. Leading her around and through the furniture. Making her degrade herself even further. Yet she craved more. She needed more!

"Up." Such a simple command. Yet her arms were shaking as she crawled onto the ottoman. The padded footrest just large enough for her to rest on. Breasts hanging off one end, thighs pressed to the fabric on the other. It was just tall enough to support her weight, force her up off her knees onto a semi-awkward squat. Yet she knew exactly what was going to happen.

And so did Riggs.

"Riggs."

That's all it took for the mutt to bound over. His breath puffed against her backside as he drove his cold nose right against her burning spade. Naomi bit back a yelp as she arched. The shock from the nose replaced an instant later by the wet slap of his tongue on her spade. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she gasped. Bliss! There was no other word to describe it. Pure, orgasmic bliss as he lapped at her swollen spade. Each lick forcing her apart, then forcing his tongue into her.

Each lap made her eyes roll further back in her head. Tongue threatening to fall from her maw as the vixen arched her back and rocked back. She grunted and moaned, both for her master and for his pet. Knowing that should she utter a single word, that he'd pull Riggs back and make her wait. Couldn't say anything, couldn't even move her body off the ottoman. All she could do was paw at the ground and whine. Praying that the canine would do something beyond lick her. Fuck, that tongue though. It drove so deep into her. Sampling her to the very core. Each lap made her entire body quiver with unadulterated need.

Fingers cupped her chin, "You need it, don't you?" Will's voice was somehow distant, yet all-consuming at the same time. She nodded, or maybe she didn't. It was impossible to tell with how each lick was making her entire body jerk. She did hear a whine and knew she arched. Could feel muscles tighten as her spade pulled higher, offering itself to the mutt behind her. A finger brushed her lips and she opened them without thinking. Suckling on her master's finger as he pushed it into her mouth.

Weight on her back. Riggs's paws wrapped tight about her hips, his trimmed nails digging in as the muscular mutt heaved his weight forward. The finger kept her from crying out, but didn't stop the breathy grunt. Not as that sheath slammed against her, missing its mark. _Fuck!_she could feel the canine's cock spitting precum on her backside. Each blind jab met with another shot of that watery pre. Her hands tightened about the ottoman's legs. Fighting the urge to reach back and guide him into place. It'd be so easy, she'd done it a thousand times.

It was infuriating!

More so as she felt his cock slide against her ass. Getting caught between his belly and her backside. Making the male lunge forward and hump. That desired warmth being wasted on her backside. Further matting her fur, marking her even more as his bitch. All while his balls clapped uselessly off her cheek.

A handful of thrusts and Riggs dismounted with a huff. She could just see the mutt pad next to her, his cock peeking from his sheath. He huffed, circled, and sat to lick himself.

"Go," her Master's voice rang in her head, "Entice him. Then return."

Naomi moved from the ottoman and leaned down, nuzzling Riggs's cock. The mutt panted, licked her mask, and rolled onto his back. She gladly shoved her nose against his privates and breathed in his scent. Delicately licking around his sheath's opening and the peeking cock. Just enough to make the muscular male grunt and rock his hips. Then she pulled away, circled on all fours. Only to remember herself and climb back onto the ottoman, glancing up at Master entreatingly.

His vigor renewed, Riggs leapt onto her back again. The male's enthusiastic lunge enough to drive her forward into the padding. More blind jabs. More precum spilling on her backside. Naomi wanted to scream, wanted to grab him and guide him. She shoved herself back towards him eagerly. Matching his thrusts with her own impatient rocks.

Success!

His chiseled tip kissed her spade. Just barely found its way between the Y of her swollen mound. He hesitated a split second and she tensed, not wanting to move lest she dislodge him.

SLAM!

Riggs was a large mutt, a strong one. Anyone that tried to walk him knew this. He was well over a hundred pounds of raw bulk and muscle. No one but her knew just how forceful he could be when in a rutt. Even William, her beloved Master, could not compare to the raw strength his dog possessed.

Every scrap of breath was knocked from her lungs as she grabbed tight to the ottoman. A blissful scream immediately devolved into a primal, growling call. William always kept her tight. Not virginal, but very near to that. When he teased her and had her dress up, it felt as if she was even tighter. Riggs's size enough to drive the breath from her and make her head spin. Something made all the more exciting by the speed he fucked her with. The feel of his sheath mashing against her spade. His heavy nuts clapping off thigh and belly. And that breath. Oh heavens, the heavy, hot breath puffing off her neck, his drool dripping onto her shoulder as he made her his bitch. Those primal, grunting pants that filled her ears as this animal made her his bitch. There was nothing that could make this better.

"That's a good girl."

She was wrong.

She was always wrong.

Her eyes rolled back as she stared up at her Master. The wolf smirked down at her, one hand on her collar, the other casually stroking his own cock. "He feels good, doesn't he?" William shifted, leaning over to peer under her. He changed his grip, forced her tail higher so he could look at her spade. She could feel him staring at her. Knew that she was dripping wet. A mixture of her own arousal and Riggs's watery pre spilled freely from her whore-cunt onto the ground. "Do you feel it? Feel his knot starting to grow/"

She could. Every thrusts made him swell that much more. Made her blissfully aching spade stretch slightly. William's fingers slid down to touch her. Just that brush was enough to make her cry out. To make her body jerk and heave under the dog as her orgasm claimed her.

Riggs snarled, turned, and bit at her scruff. Those incredibly strong jaws held tight as he threw himself into her again and again. He wasn't going to let her get away. Not that she wanted to.

Her world was fading from view, focused on only where William's fingers caressed her, and where Riggs' body met hers. The feel of his breath on her scruff. Soft fingers massaging her spade, forcing her clit to rub against the growing knot. Nails digging into her hips as feet came up and scratched the back of her thighs. Her spade squeezed around his knot, flesh stretching wider and wider. Until she was certain she was going to tear.

YIP! HEAVE! Rock... thump... thump... huff...

Riggs's finish came with little ceremony. The rottweiler mutt pressed tight to her, his knot forcing her to spread impossibly wide. She'd been the one to yelp, her head buried against William's stomach as her body heaved. It hurt. His knot hurt her so good. She couldn't stop her hips from jerking under him. Especially not as the mutt turned to dismount. The simple act of turning made his knotted cock twist inside her. Her nerves were already on fire, and that simple motion was enough to make her scream again. The world going white with the unadulterated pleasure of it all.

"That's my good girl. Take it all." William's voice was soothing and mocking all at the same time. His touch electric as he traced her spade. "Oh he's tied you good, hasn't he? Well, it'll keep him busy for a while." The laugh rippled over her. "Stay," her Master stroked her head and stood.

Not that she could move. Naomi's head hung down. The renamon vixen all-too aware of the steady thump of the mutt's cum inside her. How his sac and knot twitched as he kept pouring his seed into her. Thousands of canine swimmers shooting past her cervix. Racing deeper into her body, seeking out eggs they couldn't hope to fertilize. Yet her mind raced with thoughts of her stomach swelling with a litter. Her form ached, burned, to feel them squirming within her. Painted images so vivid, she couldn't help but whimper. Each pulse met with a jerk of her hips back towards the mutt. Her entire focus honed in on the feel of that cock inside her. The sac resting on her rear.

Her attention was so taken up by Riggs that she didn't notice her Master had left. Or even when he came back. It wasn't until she felt something over her breast that she blinked and tried to focus on him.

The position was perfect for what he had in store next. Her front hanging off the ottoman just right so the cups could slide over her breasts. Oh she had a nice, large set of tits, but he had the tools for the job. The large, clear jars plenty large enough for her. It only just registered on Naomi's mind what her Master was doing before he flicked a switch. The pumps starting up with a low whir that made her jump and gasp. That steady suction around her breasts drawing the jars over the finely furred mounds. He turned it up slowly and they pulled tighter around her mounds, then her teats.

Naomi gasped and jerked at the sudden suction. grabbing the ottoman tighter. Then she had to hold on as the noise startled Riggs and made the mutt jerk and turn around. His well-stuck knot yanking hard at her. "Riggs!" William called out and leaned over Naomi. Purposefully pressing his groin right into her masked face as he tried to calm his beloved dog down. Naomi whimpered so happily, nuzzling into her Master's lap. The vixen lust-drunk from the canine rut, the milking, and now having her aroused Master press himself to her face? Oh she was in pure bliss! There was only one thing that could make all this better.

"AhhhhURRKGLK!"

Her Master Provided.

It only took a small shift to line his bare sheath up. He knew her well and knew that her mouth would be hanging open. Watching Riggs fuck his Vi.X.EN had been as exciting as ever. All those cute little noises she made and how she obeyed his orders to the letter? It took all his self control not to simply stroke himself to completion. His patience paid off in full. The large wolf savoring the feel of Naomi's mouth stretching around his cock.

Her mask limited just how far she could open her mouth. The feel of her teeth on his cock was... stimulating in a way he'd never imagined. It had taken some time to get the mask to fit just right and train her just so. Get that right mix of teeth and tongue. Oh and her tongue! The way it cradled his cock as he pressed himself forward. How her breath puffed against his groin as she breathed deep and savored his scent. It was almost enough to distract him from trying to calm Riggs down.

Almost.

Poor Riggs didn't like the sound of the pump. A blanket and pillow muffled it enough to make the mutt settle down with a low huff. His leg still kicked up as he rested ass-to-ass with Naomi. "There you go, that's my boy." He gave Riggs' head a good scrub. All while he casual fucked Naomi's mouth. Savoring the feel and sound as she nearly gagged on his cock. William smirked and reached down, feeling just how stretched her spade was.

He knew Riggs was a big dog. The Dane in his line hadn't just given him height. Always surprised him just how big the dog's knot was. Easily the size of a clenched fist. Rubbing it, he felt Naomi squirm under him, her moan muffled by his own cock. Sliding his hand under her, he could just feel the outline of Riggs' cock inside his toy. Could even feel it twitch with each shot of dog cum. Then he smirked, knowing that he was larger still than even his massive mutt. For instance, Naomi could easily suck off Riggs and not have him touch her throat. Meanwhile, William could feel her nearly gagging on him each time he bottomed out.

Yeah, she was going to have a night of it.

Leaning back, he grabbed the vixen's collar and held tight. "What a good breeding bitch you are." Naomi glanced up at him, her eyes shaking under the mask. "Held still for Riggs like a good bitch." He thrust, mashing his sheath into her mask. "Then held still for the pumps." He reached down to flick one. The motion enough to make her jump and almost squeal around his cock. "And you're still eager for even more..."

William drew back until just his tip was inside her maw. Listened for the strained gasp from his toy. Gave her the reward of a hearty splash of precum on her tongue.

Then began to fuck her face with all the savage ferocity Riggs had shown her backside.

Oh fuck. Oh gods! OH FUCK! Naomi's brain shut down within the first few thrusts. She barely had time to register the feel of his body hitting her nose. The heavy scent and taste of wolf that _flooded_her senses. Her Master's teasing touch to her stretched spade had nearly made her cum again. Pile on the constant, blissful sucking of the pumps. Oh those could make her orgasm in a matter of moments. How many times had William made her sit still and moo for him each time she came? Even now, she was trying to moo or bark or even utter a sound as he crammed his cock down her throat. It was all she could do to simply keep her head lifted for him.

Her world devolved into simple sensations. The rhythmic pull of the pumps. Each low hum pulling at her teats, drawing them towards the cup. Then release. Pull, tug... she shuddered as she felt a squirt of milk. Then a sigh of release. Each pull coming longer than the last, more forceful. Under that was the steady throb, splurt of Riggs' cock. Providing a steady, low baseline to the hard and fast pounding of William's hips. His cock slammed so deep into her throat, choking her with each pass. Her own vocal Urk Glrk adding to the primal song.

William had a death grip on her. One hand held her mask, the other her collar. The large wolf hunched over the vixen. Putting his full weight onto the ottoman as he fucked her face. There was no measured sex, no slow passion. This was raw and wild. Each noise she made reduced to a mere gagging sound as he slammed himself balls deep into her maw. Reveling in the feel of her stupefied drool dripping down his sac.

Then her noises began to lift in pitch. That surprised little noise lifting from the muffled vixen. He would have grinned if he wasn't so focused on just getting off. He could feel her mouth, trapped within that mask, stretching as it tried to accommodate his massive knot. Cheeks and jaws stretched, trapped by her hood. He knew that his knot was going to catch, her eye teeth just on the other side. Maw stretching to its constrained limits. Could feel her throat flexing and protesting as his shaft began to grow and stretch those muscles.

"FUCK!" he howled and slammed forward. Naomi barely able to even gag now as he came. Her eyes rolled back in her hood, irises shifting to literal heart shapes. He'd paid extra for that. She shuddered, trapped between wolf and dog. Happily getting her guts filled from both males. Then she shuddered, heaved, and went limp as it overloaded her senses.

William, smirked at her, gave her head a slow pat and huffed. "That's my good bitch." Then he sighed and pulled a low stool over. Sitting down on it while the limp Naomi twitched. Her body still in the throws of... oh who cared how many orgasms. He just loved to push her right past the limits. After today? Oh he'd needed something like this. Once she was awake and aware, he'd take his turn with her cookie. Maybe her ass while he was at it. Leave her a ruined mess before bed.

Then he'd wake up in the morning. She'd have breakfast ready for him. Might even be on all fours for Riggs while waiting on him. Then she'd give him a morning blowjob while he ate. "This is the life, isn't it, Riggs?"

His mutt grunted, grinned, and pulled. Naomi jerked with a muffled gag as the massive dog pulled out of her. His still swollen cock popping free and swinging back around. Riggs huffed and turned, licking himself a few times. Then gave her abused pussy a few laps as well. Catching his own cum before it could leak free. All while William grinned and sat back, waiting for his Vi.X.EN to reboot and come to her senses.

Yeah. Life was good.