All Tied Up
"Not even here for an hour, and a dog pees on me," Frosty muttered to himself. He started the washer with a heavy sigh, looking down with contempt at the old hospital scrubs he'd borrowed. The green loaner scrubs were faded and frayed, hinting at their age.
An older wolf poked his head into the laundry room, chuckling softly to himself. "Look on the bright side. You're wearing 'Eau de bitch' now. The male dogs will be more interested in trying to mount you than bite you."
The white cheetah groaned and rolled his eyes, then grabbed the nearest towel to throw at the doctor. "Thanks, Doctor. I really needed that happy thought."
The wolf grinned as he caught the towel. He casually tossed it into the laundry basket as he leaned against the doorframe. "If you don't need anything from me, I'll be locking up for the night. Give me a call if something comes up."
Frosty offered a wave as the wolf turned and departed. "Good night, Doctor B. Drive safe."
"Don't get into any trouble," the wolf chuckled from the front of the vet office. The lights at the reception area went dark, followed by the distinct click of the front door locking.
A heavy sigh escaped the cheetah's lips as he looked at himself. The scent of dog urine was still distinct, despite rinsing his leg as best he could. It was something he would have to put up with, however. He was assigned night watch for the boarding area, so he wouldn't be able to shower until he got off the next morning. He strolled casually to the front door to ensure that it was properly locked, then armed the security system.
"Another exciting night at the vet," he muttered.
Frosty glanced over the reception area, ensuring that everything was tidy before he moved to the boarding area. It was eerily quiet, but he knew that would change soon enough. As expected, the silence was broken as soon as he pushed the door open. Several dogs lunged up from the floor and began barking excitedly, some circling in their kennels.
"Quiet down," Frosty announced, moving from one kennel to the next to ensure they were properly latched. The request didn't have any effect. If anything, several of the dogs barked louder upon hearing the cheetah's voice.
When he reached the last kennel, Frosty paused. He gave a soft, impressed whistle as a handsome red husky lifted its head to inspect its visitor. The dog's tail wagged when Frosty knelt down, offering a paw just outside of the kennel door. The husky sniffed at the air, then rose to its feet and approached the white cheetah. His nostrils flared as he sniffed noisily, approaching the cheetah with a curious gaze.
"You're a handsome devil," Frosty purred quietly, admiring the husky's lustrous coat. He reached closer to the door, letting the dog's nose touch his curled fingers.
This was generally as close as dogs ever got to him. At that point, most of the dogs Frosty met would either growl and bare their teeth, or cower in the corner. Against usual odds, however, the dog's tail wagged quickly. The husky's paw lifted from the floor and began to lightly scratch at the cage door, rattling it against the lock.
"Well, that's unusual," Frosty observed quietly. The husky licked Frosty's fingers, then resumed pawing at the door. He was clearly excited about something, but Frosty wasn't sure why. He reached his fingers cautiously between the kennel bars and ran his fingers through the husky's fur. The dog twisted his head to sniff at the cheetah's paw, licking his fingers again.
Knowing he had plenty of time to perform his nightly chores, Frosty stood up and unlocked the kennel door. The dog bounced onto his hind legs with excitement as he cautiously opened the door, leaving just enough room to slip inside. He pulled the door shut behind himself, keeping his eyes on the red husky should he suddenly become hostile. Frosty's tail fluffed up when the dog rushed up to him, his fingers clutching the latching mechanism immediately. He was about to pull the door open and hurry out when he realized that the dog wasn't attacking him. The husky's head was ducked, sniffing noisily once more as his nose brushed up and down the cheetah's leg.
Frosty chuckled softly as he watched. "You smell the other dogs on me, huh?"
Frosty didn't get a chance to dwell on that thought. The husky reared up and leapt on him, causing the cheetah to instinctively reach up to catch the dog. Frosty stumbled back, the dog's weight throwing him off balance. Fortunately the door supported him, preventing him from falling over. He pushed the dog's chest, coaxing the husky back onto all-fours with a chuckle.
"It's nice that you're so friendly, but you're not supposed to jump on me."
The dog didn't seem deterred by Frosty's warning. He attempted to leap into him once more, but Frosty was ready for it this time. He caught the husky's paws and sidestepped, pushing the dog to the floor once again.
"Okay, that's enough," Frosty warned sternly. "Stop jumping, or you're not getting any playtime."
The dog wagged and barked, adding a deep tone to the chorus of dogs that continued to bark from the other kennels. Frosty shook his head and turned to open the kennel. He barely had his fingers on the latch when he felt a pair of paws land on his shoulders. He was pushed up against the door with a grunt, the dog's weight landing against him. Before Frosty could even react, the dog pushed up against him and began to rhythmically grind against the cheetah's scrubs.
It took a moment for Frosty to process what was happening. When the initial shock faded, a deep crimson blush spread over Frosty's cheeks. He shoved himself away from the door to throw the dog off, then quickly pushed the door open and ducked through. He slammed it shut with a noisy clatter, heart racing in his chest. The husky whined and scratched at the metal bars, drawing the cheetah's gaze back to him.
"You're a little too friendly," Frosty panted softly. As the husky circled quickly and wagged at him, the cheetah's gaze was caught by an unmistakable red appendage hanging between the dog's hind legs. Frosty found himself unable to peel his eyes away from the dog's erection for several seconds, even as the husky whined and circled anxiously in front of the door.
When the husky barked, Frosty broke free of his trance. "Get your mind out of the gutter, Frosty," he muttered to himself. "It's a dog."
Despite his words, however, Frosty found himself entertaining impure thoughts as he stepped away from the husky's kennel. He attempted to distract himself from his imagination as he reached for a broom, but paused when his fingers curled around the handle. He gazed over his shoulder to the end of the row, where the husky's kennel was located.
A vivid image of the red husky mounting Frosty flashed through the cheetah's brain. His paw released the broom handle and absently settled on his crotch instead, nursing a growing erection. The longer Frosty dwelled on the thought, the more appealing it seemed. A soft whimper escaped Frosty's lips when his paw pressed against his lap, grinding his erection against the inside of his scrubs.
"Gah, I need porn," the cheetah breathed. He quickly turned and took half a step toward the door to the boarding room, intending to settle down with his laptop for some much-needed relief. When a soft, somewhat familiar whine joined the racket of barking dogs, however, he paused.
Frosty peered over his shoulder, eyeing the cage where the husky was boarded. He could see the dog's paw scratching at the door, rattling it against the latch. He rocked indecisively on his feet, shifting his attention between the husky's kennel and the door leading out several times. The cheetah's spotted tail flicked rapidly behind him during his moment of uncertainty, fingers stroking over his erection again.
"The hell with it," he muttered quickly. "Nobody will know."
Stepping quickly toward the kennel, Frosty could feel his heart racing. Anxiousness and excitement swam through the cheetah's body as he came to a halt in front of the dog's kennel, gazing down at his potential lover. He scarcely paused to consider what he was about to do as he pulled his scrub top over his head and tossed it on the floor.
The husky circled in his kennel, tail wagging quickly as he sniffed at the air and pawed the door. Frosty chuckled softly as his fingers hovered over the knot that held his scrubs secure, lightly toying with the strings.
"Don't worry, boy. You'll get what you're after soon enough."
Grinning, Frosty tugged the strings to loosen his pants. They hung lazily on his hips, snagged in the front by a firm erection. He carefully maneuvered the waistband over the pulsing tent, letting his scrubs fall to his ankles. As he stepped out of them, his fingers hooked the waist of his boxers. The white cheetah purred softly and licked his lips as he gazed down at the dog, which locked eyes with him and wagged.
"No point in turning back now," Frosty said quietly to himself. He peered back at the door to ensure that he was still alone before tugging his boxers off.
The cheetah's paw idly traced over his firm erection as he gazed at the excited canine. His other paw reached for the door, hovering over the latch for a moment before he opened the kennel and stepped inside. He could feel his heart racing in his chest as the dog reared up to greet him, giving him an unobstructed view of the dog's exposed penis.
Frosty was ready for the dog's pounce. He hugged the canine against his bare chest, running his fingers through the dog's soft fur. The dog wasn't interested in foreplay and romance, however. The husky's forelimbs squeezed Frosty's waist as the dog pushed up against him, grinding that canine shaft against his thigh.
"You're a little ahead of yourself," Frosty giggled softly to the husky. He carefully let the dog back down, keeping a hand on the canine to prevent him from jumping up again. The cheetah took a deep breath to calm himself somewhat, then knelt down in front of the red canine. His spotted tail flicked anxiously as he gazed intently into the husky's eyes, then slowly turned around to face away from the dog.
The moment Frosty knelt forward, the eager dog was on him. A pair of strong forelimbs hugged the cheetah's waist as the husky mounted him and moved into position. He could feel the canine's hot breath against the back of his neck as the husky loomed over him. A deep blush spread over Frosty's cheeks when a realization came to him. He was being mounted like a bitch.
Frosty only had a moment to dwell on this thought before the husky's hips pressed hurriedly against his backside. He felt the canine's firm erection press between his fuzzy cheeks, then slip away. The husky didn't seem to notice that he was off target, however. The dog began to thrust rhythmically against Frosty, crimson shaft rubbing against the inside of his thighs.
A soft whine escaped Frosty's lips as he wiggled against the husky, but the dog seemed content to continue despite the lack of penetration. Frosty crawled forward several inches, causing the dog to yap softly at him and readjust. The husky's aim was better the second time, causing Frosty to shiver when he felt the warm flesh press between his fuzzy cheeks. Much like the initial attempt, however, the dog's shaft slid away, this time alongside the root of the cheetah's tail.
Growing somewhat frustrated, Frosty groaned quietly. He wasn't about to give up so easily, though. Reaching behind himself, Frosty snuck a paw between the dog's legs. He groped blindly before his fingers found a firm canine shaft, slick with natural lubricants. The husky paused a moment when Frosty adjusted his angle, dipping the dog's shaft lower until the tip nestled itself between his fuzzy cheeks.
A shiver ran up the cheetah's back when he felt the tapered tip of the dog's shaft settle against his pink ring. He only had a moment to enjoy the soft touch, however. The husky thrust forward, abruptly driving the tapered tip into Frosty's anus. The cheetah's body tensed immediately as a result of the sudden penetration, clenching tightly around the canine penis. The husky was undeterred, however, pushing forward until he was fully buried in his feline "bitch."
The cheetah shuddered beneath the husky, biting back a groan as the dog began to hungrily rock into him. The initial penetration was much more abrupt than he'd anticipated, leaving his rump aching. His discomfort didn't faze the dog, however. Strong limbs hugged the cheetah's body as the throbbing canine shaft drove in an out of his bowels at an alarming pace.
Frosty tried his best to block out the throbbing sensation in his rump, slipping a paw between his legs to stroke a softening member. The sudden rush of discomfort had effectively strangled his sexual anticipation, though the excitement steadily returned as his fingers worked deftly over his shaft. The cheetah's back arched when a well-placed squeeze sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, a shaky moan escaping his lips.
The unpleasant sensation steadily gave way to pleasure as the dog continued relentlessly. A steady stream of warm pre ensured that the cheetah's passage was well-lubricated, allowing the thickening canine shaft to glide smoothly in and out. The cheetah's paw stroked quickly over his shaft, working up the white feline much faster than he could've imagined.
Everything about the experience was driving Frosty wild now; the dog's body mounted possessively against him, the thick canine shaft drilling repeatedly into his bowels, as well as the knowledge that he was being plowed by an animal acting purely on instinct. What had initially been a rough, somewhat painful start was now an intense sexual roller coaster, the likes of which Frosty couldn't even begin to imagine.
Needy moans escaped the cheetah's lips erratically, his body rocking and squeezing the engorged canine member. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, the rough, rapid pace pushing him quickly toward his peak as he stroked himself. He was so lost in the moment that he barely registered the firm bump of a solid mass against his stretched entrance each time the canine thrust into him. The husky was growing more insistent and desperate with his thrusts, his hips almost moving in a blur.
A near-shriek escaped Frosty's lips when a thick, meaty bulb forced its way past his pink ring. A flash of pain rushed over him, but was quickly blanketed by a surge of intense, mind-numbing pleasure as his bowels wrapped around the dog's knot. Settled right against the cheetah's prostate, the thick bulb began to engorge and swell in the cheetah's fleshy passage. The cheetah squirmed and moaned beneath his feral lover, grinding himself against the thick knot as he masturbated furiously.
Frosty's mind exploded when he finally reached climax. The sensation was indescribable. His fingers squeezed and stroked rapidly over his shaft, oblivious to the heated stickiness spreading through his bowels. His pink length throbbed powerfully in his paw, erupting with surprising vigor onto the concrete floor. He continued to buck against the dog's shaft, clenching firmly over the knot as jolts of intense pleasure pulsed through him.
The dog whined quietly each time Frosty moved against his knot, but could do little to escape the cheetah now that he was tied with the spotted white feline. He remained where he was, perched over Frosty with the cat's bowels snugly wrapped around his knotted penis. Heavy breaths washed over the cat's nape as the dog panted heavily, occasionally nuzzling Frosty's scruff and taking in his rich scent.
As the intensity faded, Frosty was left in a blissful state of afterglow; spent and sexually exhausted. His chest rose and fell quickly, the heavy panting accompanied by a continuous deep purr. No longer able to maintain his position on his hands and knees, he cautiously let himself down to sprawl out on his belly. The dog whimpered at the change of position, but reluctantly followed the cat he was currently attached to.
Frosty softly hugged the dog's paw against his cheek, sighing heavily as he began to unwind. The dog seemed content to lie against him, hot breaths ruffling the cheetah's fur. A deep sigh escaped the cheetah's lips as he closed his eyes, basking in the relaxing afterglow. As short as the romp had actually been, it was an experience that he knew he'd never forget.
"Might as well get comfortable," he mused softly. "Not gonna be going anywhere for a while."
Frosty lightly nuzzled the dog's leg, stroking his fingers idly through the husky's soft fur. A smirk spread over his muzzle as a thought passed through his head, eliciting a giggle.
"This totally makes getting peed on worth it..."