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An Unbreakable Bond

A Note Of Caution.

The story below contains Adult rated stuff, falling under the themes of crude language and BDSM (Bondage/Discipline, Domination/submission, Sadism/Masochism). If you are offended of disturbed by this form of erotica, I suggest that you turn tail and check out the newest entry of Dragons and Fairies; by Yiffymiffy (any similarities are absolutely coincidental).

If not, then sit back, relax, and have a good time!

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A Walk Not Forgotten

Boom, boom, boom.'

It's cold out, like fall cold, and I can feel that crazy baseline through the wall I'm leaning on. The rain, which is falling softly outside, cools my heated body and slows my exited heartbeat. After raving for the last three hours, I was taking a quick break before going in for round two, where I planned on getting further drunk, some tight-assed-subby- action... or both... I mean if that's how the cards are gonna fall, I sure as hell wouldn't complain!

'Click.'

From somewhere around the corner, at the main entrance of 'Chains', where those two grizzly bouncers always stood, I hear the door swing open. Momentarily the filtered baseline is accompanied by instruments, like Synths and that wild Skank Guitar that the DJ always used to spice up his songs. That fades though, as the door clicks shut, and crunchy paw falls of someone leaving replaces it. At first, I pay no attention really, but as the crunching approaches nearer, curiosity turns my head in the direction the sound is coming from.

A slight eyebrow raise as that someone becomes a Samoyed; white, fluff as hell, and cute, the kind of natural cute, makeup and cosmetics aside... she looked innocent... so I guess then, that that meant she must be a good submissive bitch. I straightened up and raise my tail.

"And what is a pretty puppy like you doing out here?" I said as she approached, making her jump. Quickly though she recovered with a laugh.

"Oh shit, you startled me! But I guess the better question is, what are you doing out here buddy, I always sit here." Wrong move. I know from experience, that if you want any sort of dominating air, you have to always enforce it, until it becomes you.

"Hey, I was asking the questions here... now are you going to fucking tell me, or not, bitch." She didn't even falter, actually, she just nodded.

"Ahh, I know who you are... your one of them!" She immediately lowers her tail. "Is that better?" I nod.

"Much better... now again I ask, 'why are you here'?" She shrugs.

"Just taking a break... it's really heating up in there, now that all those lightweights have gone home." With a sigh, she leans against the wall beside me and then falls to a sitting position. It was then that I noticed her collar, with the name 'Star' engraved onto it. Connected to the color is a leash which hung limp from the back of her neck, down her back, and onto the wet ground. I smiled slyly.

"Have you run off from your master, when he was taking you for a walk, perhaps?"

"Nope, don't have a master, I just like the style." I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or telling the truth, so I let it slip. She continued. "But, if you would like to take me for a walk, that would be great, considering I enjoy them thoroughly!"

"No." like I have time.

"Please?"

"No bitch!"

"Do I have to beg?" I'm about to say no again and then stop.

"Ya, beg." Hell I could do with some amusement, even if in the end, she wouldn't be going anywhere.

"Ok!" With a smile she moves to all fours in front of me, and then with a shake of her shoulders, she flings the leash around her neck, where it wraps around twice before going into her clenched jaws. Now, only the handle remains, hanging by a foot of leash in front of her.

At this point, even I could admit that she was good. Actually I found myself wondering if she was a professional or something...if that was the case, then Raze, my friend who got me into this stuff, would surely be behind all of this. He'd been in the club when I'd left, and that damn fox, more than anyone, knew what got me.

Continuing now, she rolled her head to the side, flattened one ear, and gave those puppy eyes. With a whine she nuzzled my free paw expectantly. Suddenly my pants felt a little tighter, and the very familiar feel of my dick sliding out of its sheath came to me.

"Fuck!" I murmured, reaching for the handle. "Damn bitch, did Raze send you?" I'm a little sidetracked as my pants continue to tighten.

"Raze? Who's that? Is he gonna join us for the walk?"

"I didn't say that we were going for a walk bitch."

"But are we, I really enjoy..."

"Ya, ya, I get it, you love walks..." I hesitate and then come to a conclusion... an opportunity to be with a dommy this good can't just be passed up. "So I'll take you on a short one, real short, ya got it?"

"Oh yes, I do!" She raises, and begins to move. In a swift move I grab the handle and tug back.

"I'm leading bitch... and you don't stray from that rule. Ok?" her tail goes between her legs, and she looks sincerely crestfallen.

"Sorry master." So now she's calling me master? Damn, this is more then I could ask for. "I won't do it again, I promise." I grunt praise.

"Damn straight... now let's get going."

***

For the first few minutes, the walk was shelled by silence. Neither I nor Star said anything. It was when we rounded this corner, by this big building where you can go shopping, that the silence ended.

"And what the fuck do we have here?" the voice was lower, and neither of ours. It was coming from a darker shadow under an overhang of the shopping mall. Normally, I would have just gone on without giving a damn, but I had a good submissive pet here, and I wasn't prepared to show weakness.

"And why the fuck do you care?" I still couldn't really see who was concealed. The shadow laughed.

"I'm guessing your one of those fucking BDSM'ers?"

"Yep... and you got a problem with that?"

"Of course I do mutt. You're sick!" This made me laugh.

"Sick, no. Crazy, ya maybe... but you know, however look at it, I'm fuckin' proud of myself. Now how about you show me your goddamn face, and stop cowering in those shadows." Silence for a second, and then a metallic rustling... he must have been sitting on something.

"You think I'm scared of you buddy?" the figure said, stepping into the moonlight. The dark colored features, muscular trim, and the pointed ears gave it away immediately... he was a Doberman... one tough ass looking one at that. In one paw was a crowbar, and the other was balled aggressively. He was intimidating, but I still was too hard headed to even back down slightly.

"Dude, why the fuck, do you have a crowbar on you... do you just walk around with it all the time or something, acting all tough shit? Buddy, I'm the dommy here, which means I'm dominant, if you didn't know, so I suggest you back down." The Dobie seemed to falter, but only momentarily. Hell, I was surprising myself with my ferociousness. I must be pretty worked up with Star acting like she was and all.

"You know what, shut up. How about I smash that husky muzzle of yours, and turn it into a bulldogs?" I smile, very uninvitingly.

"Ya so my mug could be as ugly as yours... no, that's impossible."

"Why you fucker..." Oh, now I got him.

"You mad subby, getting shown up by a freak like me? A lowly BDSM'er?" With and enraged growl he lunged at me, swinging the crowbar at my head. It missed because I ducked, and as he was recovering from the swing I dropped the leash and tackled him.

Back in high school, though I hadn't been the greatest football player, I sure as hell liked the tackling part. Yep, I'm probably that Furr you see who gets penalties every other game for illegal tackling moves. But hey, I can't help it if those kinds of sports get me railed up like a good subby does, so don't be hating!

With the assailant on the ground now, I had the upper advantage. Brining my elbow down on the Dobie's wrist, I struck a pressure point. With a startled yelp the dog dropped the bar and then punched me with his other paw. The blow hit my jaw, and I fell to the side.

Recovering quickly the Dobie picked up his dropped crowbar in the other paw and rose above me, quickly brining down a swing with all his might. Just in time, I rolled to the side. The crowbar whipped by my head and struck the ground, creating a spark. A howl of pain from above, as the jolt struck the Dobermans arm, and he brought it down again, too fast for me to evade. In a last ditch effort, I tensed my arms and brought them over me defending my chest and face. A muted crack and I felt the impact. A sharp pain, starting at my arm, but then spreading rendered me immobile. The Dobie saw this as well, and with a triumphant sneer raised his paw again, he was going to fucking break my arm... I could tell his intentions... and then go for my head.

The next few seconds happened suddenly. One moment that crowbar and the Doberman was looming ominously above me, then the next they were gone.

"Ow! You fucking cunt! Let go!" I raised my head just in time to see Star get slapped by that fucker. She did not deserve that! A dark feeling consumed me, starting in my chest, and then bubbling into my mind. With a snarl I propelled my body up from the ground and again tackled him, just before he was about to give her a kick for good measures. He fell to the ground, and with me on top of him, was dealt numerous blows to his face. At first he struggled, but as my blows continued, he began to slow. Again I punched him, and again. His nose pad started to bleed, and one of his teeth was busted right out of his muzzle. As I lined up yet again, an open paw clutched onto my clenched one.

"Dude, I think this trash has had enough." I look up at Star, who was no longer acting dommy, and had a sincere and intense look in her eyes. With a nod I look back at the bloody Doberman, who had stopped struggling all together.

"Well, did you?"

"Did I have what fucker?" The Doberman said between gasps. "If it weren't for your slut over there, you'd be in the exact position that I'm in."

"So you haven't had enough?"

"I don't lose to lowlifes like you. Your weak." I move to punch him again, and he flinches, springing out from beneath me. As he tries to stand up, he falls back down on his ass, too dizzy.

"So maybe that's true," I continue, "you don't lose to lowlifes or weakling. But you do loose to the likes of me. Now I don't have time for your shit, and I and Star have a walk to finish. So goodbye." I get up and brush the gravel from my back and chest.

Attempting to stand again, the Doberman only manages a sort of bent over hunch, and hobbles away. Having no more distractions, I'm reminded of the intense pain in my arm, but I still grab the leash off the ground with my good one. Looking over at Star, who has moved to stand beside me, I speak up; "You still up for a walk?" her intense stare fades, and those cute subby eyes, come right back. Her tail drops and begins to wag.

"Of course I am!" Aside from all that just happened, I give a genuine laugh.

"Well aint you and eager bitch! Before we leave though I think you deserve a nice rub, you were very brave moving at that big asshole like you did!" Her eyes light up.

"A belly rub, oh I love belly rubs!" she rolls onto her back and pulls her shirt off. Immediately, her perked nipples, nestled on her moderate sized breast, prove to me that she's getting as much sexual pleasure as I was playing the Dommy.

"Oh, you're a frisky subby eh?" I begin to scratch her stomach, and she moves up so that my claws rest just above her pant line. "Very frisky..." my voice trails off as I unbutton her jeans and slide a paw a little further down. Her panties are wet, and before I bring my nose pad down to sniff at them, I suppose its sweat. It isn't, and instead that lovely juice is what I'm always looking for in an aroused counterpart. I gaze at her mischievously.

"Well aren't you aroused, huh?"

"Very. My master is very sexy." She winks and I begin to rub starting at around her waist, and then moving down, always down. She groans blissfully as I flitter over her clit. "Mmm, I like your paw right there... what a good rub I'm getting!" I move the main bulk of my paw to rest across her vagina.

"You like it right here?"

"Yes." She whines, rotating her hips, begging me in another way to send her into a climax... and I was all but willing. Moving closer to her now, subconsciously taking note that the cloudy sky, and the darkness of night, hid us from public eye, I begin to rub, smooth at first, but quicker as her arousal peaks. Her scent is powerful, sweet and strong, she might be a professional after all... or at least a seasoned subby. Her juices only increase and thicken on my paw, matted now with her liquids. I close my eyes and begin to push down much harder, a pressure just intense enough to give a little pain, the simulating kind, to throw my panting bitch into the next level.

As I continue, my rough play seems to still be not enough, so she begins to thrust into my paw, thusly increasing the pressure, and the pain. Wow, how the hell did I run into such a rarity? Now I'm sweating, and the pressure around my crotch has become unbearable. Fighting a rising wave of aggression, I find myself humping thin air, aroused thoroughly by the act. The wetness in my boxer's spike, and my own clear lubricating fluids begin to drip down my leg, between the loose fitting pants and my fur.

Having forgotten the pain in my arm, I unzip my jeans and throw them off. Next comes the boxers, sopping wet, and then my shirt, which is covered in sweat.

Wildly aroused at this point, I fall onto her heaving chest, rubbing my swelling cock across her matted chest fur, covering her in strands of sticky lubricant. She moans, and in a raspy voice begs me to allow her to suck my dick. With a growl I nod and roughly put my free paw under her head, forcing her to winch her neck into a position where I can clearly thrust at her open maw.

By now her tail is wagging fiercely, moving left and right in sexually drunken movement, stirring dust.

Moving closer to her pleading maw, I get her to deep throat me, and the paw that was previously at her vagina skims to rest on her shoulder, where I harshly hold her down. As I begin to thrust into each suck from her, my knot, and then balls, tap her front canines as my whole length gets crammed into the small space of her maw, and then extracted. She begins to gag, and cough out my thickening lubricant as my dick itself swells, and my knot bulges. With an angry growl, I stop thrusting, with my cock's length half way in.

"Bad girl! You're to drink all my juices up, not waist them and cough it out, what are you going to do when my semen gets dumped on you?"

"Sorry master!" she whines, "You cock is just so big... but I'll try."

"Atta girl." I again start up, and this time, with a determined blush clearly visible through her fur, she takes all she can... which is a lot. As the tempo increases further, I feel another strong wave of aggression, and this time, I dig my claws into her shoulder and begin to thrust very rapidly. She moans, but keeps on sucking obediently, and I find myself losing control as my climax peaks. With all my remaining will, I slow down and lighten my grip. I'm always unsure as to what happens to me when the real wave comes over and overrides every ounce of my being, but I do know that it's something primitive, something feral. On occasion I've even done damage to some of the bitches I've gone all the way with, because my aggression just goes haywire. Noticing the change in tempo and my hesitation, Star speaks up.

"Did I do something wrong again?"

"No, not this time pup. I just have to ask if you want to go all the way with me."

"Why wouldn't I Master?"

"Because I can hurt you, I've done it before... see your already bleeding a little."

"Oh its fine, your musk covers up everything... you have very good smelling musk... I, I want to smell your strongest." She feebly raises her head to take a deep sniff at my tightened balls. And I growl softly... she was so irresistible, and she knew it.

"Now bitch, are you sure about this, your big, musky, Master can be frightening when he climaxes. You won't be able to escape if something goes wrong."

"Oh I know Master... I'm prepared... so can you please continue, see, your knot is shrinking, let me bring on your aggression." Rising a paw she rubs the exposed deep red flesh, and I again feel my grip tighten on her shoulder. My muscles tense.

"You know bitch if you keep this up I might keep you around."

"Mhm!?" she was deeply interested in my cock and shivered excitedly every time a burst of pre squirted across her muzzle, ears, or neck. "You're getting bigger!"

"Oh I am bitch, now rub harder." I was getting closer and closer to that state, where everything goes blank.

"Harder." I growl. "Ohhh ya, that's it. You getting tired bitch?"

"Yes master, my paw hurts."

"I don't care, keep rubbing." My claws again start to dig in to her shoulder, my heartbeat speeds up, and I start to heavily pant. Drops of saliva fall to mix with my sopping chest, and my dick pulses with violent waves of arousal.

A shiver, the one of three that marks my decline into primitive behavior.

My muscles bulge and I take my other hand to her other shoulder, completely immobilizing her... I wasn't joking when I said there would be no escape.

The second.

I begin to viciously hump into her rubs, my claws bite deep, and my musk flares to add to the overwhelming cocktail of bestial fuck. Her whole body begins to shake from my aggressive thrusting. I bend down, become more slipstream.

"Suck on me bitch..." my voice gives way to dominating growls, I become dizzy, my sole purpose being to leave my bitch fucked senseless. She's making noises as well, these cute growls that drive me crazy. My knot and dick swells to its total size, and I'm ready to release my seed, to pass on my bloodline, my genes. I needed to put them somewhere. The closest area was her mouth. Moving my whole body forwards I shift my weight onto her chest.

The final.

I can hear her pitiful rasping as it becomes harder to breath for her. Resting my waist right beneath her throat I crane her neck up and force her muzzle back and forth. Her shaking paws come to rest on my own waist, and they aid in helping my get deeper and deeper. If I was still consciously aware, I would have noticed how well she was taking me, how her maw wrapped and molded to compensate my aggression. Soon those howl, so stereotypical, yet so true begin to sound from me as the pressure kicks itself into the last gear.

Then it came.

The big release, my sacred code, my sperm... straight into her waiting maw. It poured out, and she hungrily lapped at my large member, siphoning the flow with her tongue straight down her gullet. After a minute or two she was brimming, and the milky white substance began to drip out of the corner of her messy maw. Even then though she kept going, choking only occasionally, rubbing my balls as if trying to coax a perfect performance. And dammit, I was giving her what she deserved.

As my load becomes less, so do my uncontrollable urges. The world swims back into focus and I suddenly realize that it's pouring. Looking down on my subby, covered and messy as hell in a combination of semen, pre, sweat, blood and rain, I smile. She seemed to be very tired, but so was I. Falling off her heaving chest, I lay face up, letting the rain come down and clean my body. Closing my eyes, I relax and reflect.

Tonight was phenomenal, sexy, and memorable... hell, I just dominated a sexy Samoyed outside of the mall in the pouring rain at three o'clock in the morning, and that was after beating the shit out of some fucker with a crowbar, ... personally I think I have a new record in craziness to beat. One that I planned on beating, with that sexy dog Star... but how? We were all on a campus, a very large one at that, I needed her number.

A rustling then a sigh, and I turn around to see my subby getting up. She wobbles a bit at first, but then maintains a fortified standing position long enough to turn a look at me, she seems sad. Silently walking a few feet away she grabs the leash, which must have been thrown over there in the heat of things, and collects her clothing, putting all the articles on without a word. Suddenly I realize that I'm still naked. Walking over I retrieve my underwear and discarded jeans, forcefully shoving them up around my back paws to rest on my waist. As I'm putting on my shirt, she hastily walks by me, without even giving eye contact... now I really know that there is something wrong. Taking my shirt back off, I walk up to her and catch her shoulder as she leaves.

"Hey, where you going?"

"Home." She was talking normal again, the way she talked when I first saw her, or when she held me back from killing the Doberman.

"Home, you mean to your dorm?"

"Yep, It's in block M, which is about a half an hour from here... so I've got to get going." I scrunch up my muzzle in confusion... I don't think that I've ever seen this individual before. Since mine and Raze's dorm was also in block M, I thought I knew everyone in the area.

"Block M huh, that's where I'm heading as well, I could walk you back."

"Like with my leash?!"

"No, just walk you. I've had enough Domination for a while." This makes her laugh.

"Wow, you're strange."

"What?" Around me, the rain has slowed to a trickle. I look at her, waiting for clarification,

"I mean, it's not very often that one runs across such a dommy, but as well such a sweetheart."

"So you're calling me sweet, after all of this?" Wow, that's lame.

"Yes, a very sexy, Dominating, sweetheart."

"Better." She smiles.

"About having enough aggressive dommy behavior, how long is this going to last? Already, you're starting it up again." I shrug.

"Hmm, I can last long enough to get you, Ahh, half way. After that, you should either leave or deal with it." She smiles a sharptooth grin, and for a brief moment, folds an ear back, tips her head and drops her tail... she looking at me with that absolutely irresistible puppy stare.

"Oh master, I think I can deal with it!" Her façade breaks and she bursts out laughing, I join in, shaking my head in amazement at my luck.

"Ya, ya I though you would!"

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Stay tuned for the next chapter, or at least another story that follows roughly the same guidelines of BDSM, Master pet, or bondage... yes I think you'll find a reoccurring theme sooner than later!