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It had been a long car trip. At least after the first couple of hours, the pups had fallen asleep and quieted down, but that left Perdie alone with her husband in the backseat. The result was tight-lipped silence. What could she say? She had tried, making some remark about the weather, but Pongo had simply nodded.

Perdita made sure to keep her rump down, aware that her vulva was wet and puffy from her heat. Yet another good reason to take a vacation from the farm, with several dozen yearling pups who were just about to start smelling that smell and becoming interested. Still, Patch was in the car, and Perdita didn't want to start encouraging him. She itched down there, and desperately wished she weren't trapped in a car. She wanted to find a quiet spot and curl up with her tongue. Pongo certainly hadn't shown any eagerness to help her out.

She spent the last twenty minutes in the car trying not to think of Thunderbolt and his big, red cock sliding in and out of her. She really hadn't meant to go all the way, sealing his knot inside of her and milking him of every last drop of cum. He was a personal hero of the Dalmatian, and she had been caught up in the moment. What a difference a few seconds of bliss can make! He'd filled her slender womb almost to bursting, and three months later eight beautiful black puppies were born. Eight little balls of proof of Perdita's infidelity, putting a strain on her marriage that seemed about ready to break. Still, if Thunderbolt were here now, Perdita was sure she'd gladly lift her tail again.

Glancing over at Pongo, who watched straight ahead as if intentionally avoiding his wife, Perdita snuck her paw down between her legs, leaning back against the car seat. She kept her muzzle innocently forward, but her eyes were on Pongo, her heart beating fast. He wasn't looking...he wouldn't look. Their pets were driving, completely oblivious. The pups were sleeping. Her heart racing, Perdita pressed her paw up against her vulva.

Just that small contact sent shivers through her body. Gritting her teeth, her eyes locked on Pongo to make sure he didn't look, she pressed deeper, her tender folds stretching apart around her paw. She tried to keep her breathing even. Words ran through her head. "Fuck me, Thunderbolt! Give it to me!!" Even buried inside her, he'd hesitated, making sure that's what she really wanted. She'd been...a bit more adamant than she typically was. "Shut up and fill my cunt with your puppies, you damned fool!" He didn't refuse that pretty request.

Perdita realized she was panting, having lost herself for a moment. Quickly, she glanced over at Pongo, but the Dalmatian was still staring straight ahead. Perdie sighed in relief. She slid her paw out. She'd have to wait for a more private location.

A minute later, the car stopped, with Roger announcing, "We're here!" The puppies bounded upward as if they'd never been asleep at all, and the family poured out of the car, ready for their vacation.

The camp site in Yorkshire Dales consisted of two log cabins and an outhouse, with a grill and what appeared to be a sand volleyball court with an old, dilapidated net. The humans began unpacking the vehicle, while the pups ran around, impressed by everything.

Patch yelped, "Wow, mum! It's so green. Look't all the trees'n birds'n flowas. A real propa forest, in'it?" He bounded around chasing butterflies with Penny. Perdita wondered what it must be like to be a pup. The trees were tall and dense, but nothing here was very different from the farm. Would they ever get tired of chasing butterflies?

Penny cried dreamily, "It's so beautifol. An' 'ardly a boy around to make a mess'a it all," she added, glaring at Patch. "So quiet."

Perdie nodded, and Pongo said, "Alright, come along, kids. Let's find out where we're staying." Pongo led the four Dalmatians toward the two log cabins. Even as they approached the first cabin, the door opened and two Dobermans walked out. Pongo said, "Hmm, don't know if I like the looks of those two. Stay here while I go to talk with them, okay?"

Perdita wasn't having any of that. She followed behind her husband, despite a sharp look. Together, they met up with the two Dobermans who smiled welcomingly.

"Welcome to the Yorkshire Dales," the female said. "My name is Meg, and this is Dex. We work for the park."

Pongo wagged in greeting, saying, "Nice to meet you. We're here on vacation for a couple of days with our pups."

Perdita glanced up at the muscular Doberman, and asked Dex, "What exactly do you do for the park?"

Dex gave a wide smile to Perdita, addressing her directly. "We try to keep the forest clear of poachers or feral dogs, but believe me, we know all the best tourist spots. We're going to be around these parts for the next couple of weeks, so please, ask us anything."

Meg smiled up at Pongo, quickly looking him over. "Think of us as your tour guides." She scanned the clearing, noting Patch and Penny wrestling twenty feet back. "You said you brought pups. Just two?"

Perdie's husband gave a lopsided smile to the young Doberman, and said, "There're more we left at home. A lot more."

"Oh?" Dex asked, looking Perdita over. The Dalmatian wasn't sure she wanted the stranger to be pondering just how many puppies she may have had. He asked, "How many is a lot?"

Before Pongo could speak, Meg jumped in. She said, "Wait...wait, I swear I've seen you before. Oh my gosh!"

Dex said, "What is it, Meg?"

"This is...this is Pongo...!" the Doberman gasped, to an affirmative nod from Pongo.

Dex's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly shifted his gaze away from the famous, black-eared Dalmatian back to Perdie. He said, "Then you must be Perdie," he said, reaching forward with a paw.

Hesitating, Perdita lifted her paw to shake, but Dex quickly held her paw, leaned down, and licked it. She blinked in surprise, pulling her paw away. Dex said, "A pleasure to meet you, Madam."

Meg said, "Then...the puppy with a black spot around his eye. That must be Patch! Such a little hero, and growing up fast. Do you mind...could I get a chance to meet him?" She looked up at Pongo with longing.

Smiling, the proud father said, "Sure, come with me," sunlight gleaming off his teeth.

Perdie had had quite enough of this...Meg. "I'll go scope out our cabin," to which Pongo simply shrugged as he followed the Doberman over to the pups. Perdie hadn't expected anything else from her husband. Growling under her breath, she started toward the cabins.

Dex said, quickly, "I'll escort you," falling in behind Perdita. She couldn't help but feel his eyes following her, and when she looked back, he quickly looked away. She wondered exactly where the Doberman had been staring. Well, he seemed polite enough, at least. She had always felt intimidated by his breed, but his richly colored fur and rippling muscles were certainly appealing. Having such a viable male take an interest in her rump was somewhat unsettling, but at least it was a welcome change from her husband's disinterest. Perhaps Pongo was too busy flirting with Meg.

"Don't you want to meet the pups?" she asked, still walking to the cabins.

Dex followed her, smiling. "I'd rather meet you. I must say, I'm a fan of your commercials. It's about time Kanine Krunchies cast a strong, female dog in one of their commercials. I'd been beginning to suspect that females don't get hungry!"

She chuckled politely, and said, "Oh, we get hungry." She saw his eyes widen. Had he taken that less innocently than she had intended? Oh well, let him take it however he likes.

When she stopped at the first cabin, Dex stopped beside her, standing only a foot-and-a-half from her and said, "This is the dining room, you'll be staying in the next cabin over."

"Oh, thank you," she replied, starting for the more distant building. She couldn't help but note that Dex paused long enough to follow directly behind her, rather than walk side-by-side. Grinning, she wagged her tail, teasing the Doberman. She was certain he could tell by now that she was in heat. Now to find a nice, quiet place to herself and finish what she'd started in the car, she would need to escape not only her husband and pups, but her new Doberman fanclub.

She entered the cabin, but when Dex moved to follow her inside, she thought better of it. He was definitely sweet, and handsome, but she was in heat. That odor, especially in a small room, could make a male dog do things he wouldn't otherwise...not to mention make her do things she'd regret. How many times would she be able to say "no," before she said "yes"? And what if the powerful Doberman didn't take "no" for an answer? Sighing, she told the eager dog, "Thanks for showing me my room. I'm sure I'll see you later."

His ears drooped instantly. That hadn't been the answer he'd been hoping for. She shivered. She could tell the handsome, young Doberman really was interested in her. He turned to go as she closed the wooden door.

The door closed with a snap, but Dex was inside with her. She gasped, and suddenly his nose was at her wet, triangular mound, his tongue slurping deep inside of her. "What are you doing!?" she gasped in shock. Moaning, she rocked her hips uncontrollably, gasping in tight whispers, "Dex! No! My husband could be here any moment!" But the Doberman didn't stop, forcing his tongue deep and filling every nook and cranny. "Stop!" she cried again as he invaded her unwilling body. Still, his tongue touched all the right spots, quenching the deep, endless fire inside of her, and despite herself, her tail was wagging. Encouraged, Dex pulled his tongue out, leaning her back up against the door. Their noses touched, and Perdita whimpered, helplessly. She lowered her eyes between his legs, where his massive cock throbbed for her. For her! He stepped forward, licking her face. He lowered his pointed tip to her heat-swollen mound, shoving forward until he was nestled up against her soft flesh. Desperately, Perdita cried, "No, no, I can't! I can't have your puppies...Pongo would never forgive me!" But he didn't care. With a grunt, he shoved himself deep inside of her, spreading her burning cunt apart. She yelped! He slid deep, until his tip nestled up against her cervix, aimed right for her unprotected, fertile womb. Already his knot was swelling inside of her; in moments they would be locked and it would be too late for Perdita. With a shuddering moan -

"Alright kids, here's our cabin!" Pongo announced, just on the other side of the door. Perdita's eyes flew open. She was alone in the room, her paw wet and coated in her arousal. Damn it, she'd been so close! Perdita leapt from where she was leaning against the door, quickly drying her paw on her fur. By the time the door swung open, there was no evidence of what Perdita had been doing another than the pleasant aroma of her heat.

Why hadn't they waited just a moment longer before entering the cabin? She sighed, forcing a smile for her husband and two pups. But their timing wasn't her greatest regret. She would just have to find another place and time to be alone. Her panting slowed as she regained her breath, but her family didn't seem to notice.

No, the question she kept asking herself was, "Why didn't I let Dex inside?"