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I didn't want the latex dog to continue peeing on me. So, I started to move away from him. But as I turned, he started growling, letting me know that this was the wrong move. I didn't know what to do. All the thoughts ran through my head. Should I run away, or stay put? I had no choice. We were in the middle of the forest, and it was dark. I couldn't see the ground, or make out any tree stumps. Running was impossible. Meanwhile, the latex-dog had an absolute territorial advantage. I was his prey, and the latex dog knew it. He continued to growl menacingly.

I couldn't stand up, I couldn't run. Even if I'd been able to get up, I wouldn't have dared leaving. The latex dog took a step closer, and I flinched.

He positioned himself close to me, and lifted his hind leg once more. His meaty junk was pointed right at me. Once more it started gushing out the foul liquid.

The stream was hitting my chest and stomach at full force, soaking my shirt, making me wet. I could feel the water rushing down my pants. But, despite being soaked, I still remained unmoving. His urine was dripping on my legs, and finally, he finished.

The latex dog turned to face me, and after a couple sniffs, he stepped over me. I was now directly underneath him, and I could see his cock dangling in front of me. Once more the dog started to growl. This time he was clearly trying to intimidate me into stimulating his growth.

I sat directly beneath the large latex-pup, and his junk hung inches in front of my face. Slowly, I moved my hand forward, and touched it with my fingers. It was warm. It was wrinkly in its semi-hard state. The dog readjusted his back legs, moving them wider apart. I touched his tip with my index finger. As soon as I did it, the latex dog's tail wagged furiously. I could feel the excitement emanating from the dog. His penis started growing, and his balls were visibly enlarged.

I reached out to cup his balls. It felt squishy, warm, and it was also moist. The latex dog trembled as I tended to his groin. When I was touching him, he stopped growling. He licked my back as I caressed him. His large tongue soaked my shirt with his saliva, sticking warmly onto my skin. With my spare hand, I rubbed his belly. Slowly, the latex dog's body relaxed. I could feel the heat of his semen in his testicles, pulsating. The latex dog was still shaking, he was so excited.

With the hand that was previously stroking his belly, I grabbed his cock, and squeezed. He started grunting and his whole body began quivering. He started pushing against me, thrusting his hips, as if fucking my hand. I kept holding his dick. His hips kept humping. Precum was flowing out of him and onto my hand. It was slippery, I tightened my grip. The dog moved uncontrollably. He needed more, his movements increased in pace. Then the dog began to shake violently and he began to release huge amounts of liquid onto my chest and belly. The cum mixed with the pee, as the dog kept pushing himself against me, while his dick still twitched inside my hand. His power required all the strength of my arm, just to keep steady. Large squirts of thick hot goo kept falling onto my belly and crotch. Finally, the twitching cock stopped emitting the slippery substance. The latex dog collapsed beside me. I could hear his ragged breathing.

In a pool of piss, drenched in urine and cum, I sat there. Was anyone around? Did anyone hear us? I tried to blend out the dog's heavy panting, and listened. But there was nothing but the wind, blowing through the trees. Then, a branch, falling on a bed of dead leaves. The stenches made me feel a bit dizzy. The wind of the night quickly cooled the semen that was still sticking to me, as well as the pee. I wanted to get up. I wanted to go home. I stood up unsteadily.

A bark. My heart stopped. I looked behind me. The dog was looking straight at me. I slowly knelt down next to the dog. "Don't worry", I whispered. I stroked his belly, as he was laying there. "I won't leave you. Here.", I said, and sat back down. I started unbuttoning my jeans. The dog looked up at me. I placed my hand on my crotch, slowly rubbing, to focus his attention onto it.

If I wanted to get out of this, I had to play the game I intended to play. I pulled down my jeans, and removed them from my wet legs. I continued rubbing my crotch through my white boxers. I spread my knees and leaned backwards as far as possible. The latex dog watched. I reached down and pulled my boxers down, freeing my flaccid cock. "Come, boy", I ordered softly.

The latex dog moved towards me and sniffed my thigh. He started licking my penis. It tingled. I moaned as the rubber dog continued to lick me, hoping that I could regain his trust if I feigned sexual interest, although it did kind of feel good. His large tongue completely coated my foreskin-covered slug with sticky saliva. This was my opportunity to regain some control. I reached down and grabbed his neck. He suddenly tensed up, and started growling again. But this time, I was determined to stay in control. "Ssshhh!", I hissed. "You keep licking, boy!", I demanded, as I pulled his head closer to my crotch. The dog immediately obeyed and continued licking. He continued licking for about 10 seconds, before he decided to lick my balls. I scratched the back of his ear. "Mmmmhh", I groaned as his tongue lapped away at me. It felt good, really good.

I decided to push my luck, and regain even more dominance. I pushed his head down on the ground. "Lie down", I instructed the dog, as I now also pushed his back down. The creature complied. He lay down in front of me, resting his head on his forelegs. I was on my knees, and lowered my boxers a little. I then lowered myself, and swished my dick against his snout. He immediately opened his mouth and lunged his head forward, closing his lips around my dick. As if a trap had snapped, his jaws latched on my dick and the pressure started increasing.

I gasped out loud. I didn't feel any teeth. Did they retract? His gums pressed down harder and harder around my semi-hard dick. It felt as though all the blood in it was pushed into my tip, over-inflating it, ready to pop like a squished water balloon. My heart rate accelerated, and I began to panic. At the same time, I felt an incredible heat building inside his wet mouth. It was a strange sensation. The warmth stimulated my bladder, and it felt like I had to pee. Was this the purpose of this unnatural heat emanating from the latex creature's mouth? Latex-Pups nourish themselves on the bodily fluids of humans. It had to be some sort of instinct. He must have wanted me to relieve myself right now. And so I let go.

Due to me being squished by his unrelenting jaw muscles, it felt like my pee built up at the base of my shaft, and then painfully squeezed along the rest of it's length. As my pee filled his mouth, the temperature in the latex dog's mouth rose. His tightly sealed lips made it impossible for my urine to escape his thirsty mouth. Suddenly, he began gulping at my pee. With each gulp, the pressure increased, making it even harder to pee. My bladder was screaming in agony and desperation. I wanted him to loosen his tight seal around my dick, but he continued squeezing down on it.

It was too much. I began moving my hips back, away from his mouth. Though my skin was firmly locked in place, my shaft started sliding back, retracting. Suddenly, in a quick motion, my penis was released from the pressure, and just as quickly, I felt his gums lock down even further down my shaft. As if a frog had lunged to gulp down a living prey, the entirety of my cock was once more trapped by the latex dog's jaws. In response to the movement of my hips, the dog had stood up the back of his body, as if readying for a lunge forward.

His snout pressed hard against my mons pubis. The pressure of his lower gums on my urethra stung, making me yell out in pain, "Stop! If you want my pee, then let me pee!", I protested between clenched teeth. The dog stared up at me. Mere droplets of pee entered his mouth every now and then. "I promise I'll pee in your mouth, just stop clenching down!" I pleaded desperately. But the latex dog's gaze wouldn't change. He stared at me. I could feel his snot running down my balls, and between my legs. As much as I tried, I couldn't make him let me pee. I knew he wanted me to pee.

Enough is enough, I thought. This silliness had to come to an end. I held his head with both my hands, and began pushing his head off, while moving my hips back. He started growling, causing his jaws to loosen just enough for me to pull my cock free of his mouth. He barked once, loudly. I released my grip on his head. The shockwave of the sound caused my bladder to erupt, and I pissed violently onto the dog's face. I could hear splashes, and then what sounded like munches. The dog was catching bits of my stream in his mouth, before smashing it shut, seemingly to swallow. This continued for a while. Some of my pee would hit his snout and face. The already dampened forest ground turned into a puddle once more. When I finished, it felt as if all the weight on my shoulders fell off. The dog was now peacefully lapping away at the puddle. I pulled my underwear up and looked around to find my trousers. My clothes were soaked with fluids. I could now feel the snot in my boxers being spread along my butt crack as I moved. I finally found my jeans. They were heavy and cold. What a mess.

I shook them off to expel any excess fluid. Droplets of cold pee would hit my face, but it didn't matter now. I just wanted to leave this ungodly clearing, leave the forest while it was still night, and head home. I could only hope that no one roamed the streets at this hour. I slipped the jeans on and buttoned them up. I could finally stand up without feeling nauseous. I was sure to be sick at the very least. My clothes were sticky and foul smelling, but I paid it no mind.

My escape depended on the dog's mood. I was his bitch, whether I gained control for a brief moment, or not. I felt so silly for thinking that I could handle this species like I wanted to. If he became playful and easy to manipulate, then maybe I could make him allow me to go home, or at least head back to the trail.