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**Chest heaving, Balto did something he had never done before. He ignored the command of his musher. Rosy's father wanted to stop off at the hardware store before heading home. As the sled pulled up to the store, the other sled dogs looked around at each other, batting their ears and shifting their feet. None of them wanted to look at Balto, realizing that although they had made the trip in, quite literally, record time, they were too late. Assuming Steele had kept his promise at all. But Balto had never given up hope, even when the sled dogs were pushed to their limit. Still, they stood with tails twitching, gasping for breath outside the store. Their master had told them to wait, but every second ticked away at Balto's heart. How long would this shopping trip take?

Standing firmly in front of his companions, he said, "If our master knew the situation, he would want us to leave. So we are heading home. Any objections?" His yellow eyes stared each canine down, though he tried to keep his expression friendly. Balto simply could not wait another second. Even now, Steele could be raping Jenna, who would be too overcome by her heat to even object. He had to put an end to it. Still, his insides churned away, knowing that his rival had almost surely seeded Jenna's womb. Balto had promised he'd make it back in time. Would she ever forgive him?

The other sled dogs were instantly supportive. They knew what was at stake. Balto smiled. He couldn't ask for a better team.

Suddenly, they were off, flying down the streets of Nome with no musher. If they got any strange looks, Balto didn't notice, his mind on one thing only: Jenna and Steele. Though his team was exhausted, the adrenaline of the situation kicked in, and Balto made the best time of the entire trip. In a minute, the sled came to a gliding halt in front of Rosy's house.

Before Balto had left, he made sure to take careful note about how the latch to the backyard worked. He wasted no time grabbing a stick he'd hidden behind the disposal cans, poking it just through the slats of the fence and unlatching the gate. The door swung open wide.

Balto's tail drooped as he came around the corner into the backyard, three sturdy sled dogs on his heels. He was too late! There, right in front of him, Steele was standing over the red-furred love of his life, buried knot-deep. She was on her back, front legs bound by her scarf above her head, the rest of the orange cloth balled up inside her mouth. He met her horrified gaze, his heart thumping. His rival had seen fit to tie her up before raping her full of his puppies.

Steele glanced over his shoulder at the wolfdog, grinning. "You're just in time!" he said, edging sideways. Balto's eyes widened to see the malamute's gigantic bulge...in Jenna's ass! A wave of emotions flooding his mind. Shock that the beast had hammered himself all the way inside Jenna's tight ass, and a question that he didn't dare ask: had Steele kept his promise?

Steele was kind enough to answer the unspoken question. "Oh yes, I kept my promise. Will you keep yours?" Balto blushed. He hadn't strictly promised anything, but he had implied he would submit to Steele again if the malamute gave him his two day leniency. Steele continued, "If you'd arrived any sooner, and you'd have saved your bitch. Any later, and you wouldn't have been here to watch me fill her aching cunt."

Balto and the other sled dogs started, growling, hackles rising. This time, the kennel door was wide open. The fence to the house was secure enough. Only Balto knew how to open the outer fence, and since he was away, Rosy's parent's hadn't bothered to close the kennel gate. Nothing stood between Balto, his allies, and Steele. He growled and said, "No you don't, Steele," gnashing his teeth.

Steele just laughed as the four, muscular canines stalked forward. He halted them with a simple, "Come any closer, and I'll tear her throat out."

Balto's jaw dropped, but he stayed put. He couldn't mean what he said, could he? Hoping to call the malamute's bluff, Balto took another step forward, determined yellow eyes starting his rival down.

Steele growled, and flung his immense jaws down around Jenna's slender neck, making the smaller husky whimper and squirm. Balto had to stop. He couldn't risk doing anything that would get Jenna hurt!

Steele pulled his head back up, releasing Jenna's neck. Balto could see red drops of blood where the malamute's teeth had sunk too deep. Jenna trembled, gasping wordlessly into her gag. Steele simply grinned and said, "Sit back, enjoy the show, and maybe she'll still be alive when I'm done with her!"

Balto's eyes met Jenna's and he whimpered, helpless once again. If she'd been on all fours, instead of bound on her back, he might have risked it, but she was just too vulnerable. Balto knew Steele too well to doubt he would kill Jenna without a second thought if his life was at risk. Sighing, Balto held a paw to stop his companions. "Not now" was all he said.

"But Balto..."

"I said not now!" he growled, taking his anger and frustration out on one of his friends. The other three huskies sat down, tails twitching.

Steele smiled, then planted his paws on the ground around Jenna, pulling back. Jenna whined in pain as the malamute pulled his shuddering knot free of her stretched and aching anus. Balto had a front seat view of Steele's sticky, white cum leaking out of her ass onto her tail, before leaking down to soak the cool ground. Balto scanned upward, and he could tell that her heat-swollen vulva had been, as yet, untouched. The wolfdog knew then that Steele had intentionally waited for him. If Balto didn't think of something, he'd have to watch Steele breed Jenna once again.

Steele's glistening, dripping cock dangled just inches from her sex. Balto gasped as a large dollop of semen landed right on her pussy, warm steam rising in the chilly air. Jenna just whimpered, kicking her legs. He'd failed her...again.

"There's a good bitch," Steele grunted, stepping over her. He let another large drop land directly on her bouncing vulva, coating it. "Don't worry, your womb won't be empty for long."

Balto had had enough. Steele wasn't even looking at him - he might be able to knock the malamute over before the big, black dog's teeth found Jenna's throat. Tensing his muscles, Balto prepared to jump, his eyes wild.

As if anticipating this move, Steele had swept away the gag in Jenna's mouth. She gasped for breath, quivering, but on seeing Balto's imminent leap, she whimpered, "Balto, no!"

* * * * *

Jenna's eyes met Balto's and she whimpered. He halted his leap, at least, but the pain Jenna saw there reflected in her chest. This isn't at all what she'd wanted to happen! At least with her orange scarf binding her paws, the wolfdog wouldn't realize that Jenna had chosen Steele willingly. Even has she watched Balto, she felt the malamute's sticky cum pooled on her trembling vulva. She couldn't help but clench and unclench, trying to draw Steele's seed deeper. Balto was watching with drooping ears, trying not to hear the schlorp, schlorp of her mound pulling the sticky, white fluid into her fertile womb.

She had to explain, "Don't come any closer - he means it!" Her neck stung, still bleeding slightly where Steele's teeth had penetrated her soft skin. She knew Steele would never mean to hurt her...right? But Balto wouldn't interrupt if he thought Jenna was in danger. She whined at him, trying to get her point across. She couldn't help but think about her first time with Steele, in the same kennel. Then, she'd wanted Balto to save her. Everything was so much simpler then.

Balto gazed down at Jenna's cum-soaked hole and stammered, "B-but..."

"You were too late," Jenna gasps. Her words seemed to visibly sting the wolfdog. She added, "I'll be okay."

Balto stepped back, trying to look away, but his eyes were fixed. Steele laughed, lowering his dripping, tapered tip to gently kiss her aching cunt. She had to force herself not to wag. She couldn't let Balto know how much she wanted to feel Steele's humongous cock buried knot-deep, grinding against her cervix.

Steele had other plans. He leaned next to Jenna, whispering in her ear. "Beg for me - I want him to hear it."

Jenna yelped, shaking her head, but Steele's only response was to close his powerful jaw around her injured neck, digging his teeth in. The message was clear, and fear drove her answer. Jenna moaned, "Oh, Steele! Please...please fuck me!"

Those sharp, white teeth dug deeper, and Jenna yelped, spreading her hind legs, this time forcing her tail to sway back and forth. Why was he doing this? She obviously didn't want to hurt Balto any more than she had to, but Steele was doing everything in his power to humiliate the wolfdog. Jenna had thought Steele cared enough about her own feelings on the issue.

Jenna whispered, "Steele, not like this! I don't want him to see me like this."

The teeth closed harder, making Jenna's whimper distorted and breathy. Tears in her eyes, she played along. "Don't...don't wait! I need to feel your huge cock inside me! Please...I want your puppies...all of them." Balto's fellow sled dogs looked away, grimacing at what they were being forced to watch. They weren't going to leave their leader at a time like this, however. Jenna could see that her words dug more painfully into Balto than Steele's teeth in her neck: the slight stress she had placed on "your" and referring to the unspoken, near-certainty that other than Aleu, her first pups were Steele's.

As she suspected, this pleased Steele. He loosened his jaws. She cried, "Do it! Fuck me!"

Steele lifted his rump, saying, "Watch carefully, Balto." Balto seemed mesmerized by Steele's swaying cock, dangling just over Jenna's sopping vulva. Jenna noted he didn't look away, even as Steele flung himself down against the small husky, his throbbing erection slamming inside of her. Jenna flung her head back, squealing, wincing when the back of her head collided with the dog house to which she was bound.

Her heavy moan filled the air. It felt better than ever, despite her audience. Her swollen lips spread wetly with a squelch for her lover, wider and more ready than ever thanks to her aching, itching heat. His giant rod speared her completely, only his softball-sized knot still outside, kissing her cunt. Steele had fucked her so many times, she'd have thought she'd be used to it by now, but his bulging staff still split the small husky in half, sending her into quivering fits of bliss. This was the Steele she remembered. She always felt somehow incomplete without his pumping cock inside of her, aching for him all day and night. Maybe the other bitches could stand being apart from Steele, but Jenna was only truly Jenna when Steele was fucking her.

"Steele!" she cried, forgetting her audience. "Harder!" She tried to chant something else, but all the came out was a wavering whine.

Steele kept his tail raised, making sure Balto could see as he began to thrust into his bitch, pulling his massive dick out of her wetly, before slamming back down, his knot quivering up against her stretched and spoiled cunt. He released Jenna's neck, looking over his shoulder at Balto with twinkling eyes. He laughed and said, "I'm starting to think you enjoy watching this. Maybe that's why you didn't make it back in time!"

Balto growled, but there was no force behind it. He was as helpless as last time.

"Tell me, Jenna," Steele began, "Whose cock do you crave more? Mine or Balto's?"

Jenna shook her head, eyes wide. She wouldn't answer!

Until Steel stepped a heavy paw onto her neck and repeated the question, "Mine or Balto's?"

His claws were just as painful as his teeth, and the weight of his muscle made it hard for Jenna to breath. Why was he doing this? He was hurting her, and making her hurt Balto! Couldn't Steele see what he was doing to her? She had no choice, yelping, "Yours, Steele!"

He punctuated her cry with another heavy thrust, sending Jenna into wordless whimpers of delight, her tail wagging of its own accord. His heavy weight pressed down upon her, stretching her splayed hind legs painfully, but her sore leg muscles were the last thing on her mind. Steele's throbbing cock made a visible bulge in the slender husky's abdomen. Steele said, "What about Nikki and Kaltag? Or did even Star's cock turn you on more than Balto?"

Jenna gasped, as if he had knocked all the air out of her lungs, though, to be fair, his heavy paw still constricted her throat. Now, of all times, Steele decided to reveal Jenna's secret rendezvous with Steele and his three henchdogs. She refused to meet Balto's questioning gaze, knowing that her face would reveal the truth of Steele's words.

"Oh," Steele continued, "Haven't you told Balto where you go on all your 'long walks'? Answer the question, bitch - Nikki, Kaltag, Star...or Balto?" He rammed himself inside of her again, making her yelp and buying her some time to think of an answer.

Jenna didn't dare tell the truth. She'd have chosen Balto every time over those three creeps. The only reason she'd ever consorted with them was to get to Steele. But something in Steele's eyes suggested that 'Balto' was the wrong answer. She only prayed that Balto would believe that everything Steele said was a lie, and that Jenna was only playing along to avoid getting hurt. She kept her eyes on Steele, refusing to look at her former love. Whimpering and thrusting her hips against the big, black dog, she yipped, "Nikki! He's...almost as big as you..."

Steele pulled back and sunk into her again, sending his and her mixed fluids splashing out of her pussy, dribbling down to join her soiled asshole. "After him?"

Jenna moaned, "Kaltag!"

The paw on her throat eased up, rewarding her for answering correctly. She gulped for air, but the only reward she truly needed came a second later, when the malamute pulled back only to ream her once again. Steele looked straight back and Balto and asked, "And then?"

Jenna flattened her ears, but responded obediently, "Star. But their cocks are just...a warm up...for you!"

She heard Balto whimper, but kept staring straight up at Steele. He was so big and strong - the perfect mate - but also cruel. She knew his ego had been hurt ever since Balto had shown him up with the medicine. If knocking Jenna up before hadn't been enough, surely after the second time, he'd have gotten his full revenge. But couldn't he see how much he was hurting Jenna, too? She had to believe that he loved her. She knew that he did. He was just blinded by his lust and his desire to beat Balto. She'd have to talk to him about this, but at least he was finally going to satisfy the deep, burning craving between her legs. She could already feel his warm pre-cum spilling into her. Soon, he'd fill her womb, and she'd have every reason to let Balto down easily, and join Steele permanently.

Steele growled, hammering into her now. His knot smacked against her tender lips again and again, spreading her lips further with each thrust. She knew Balto could see everything - every inch deeper Steele's knot burrowed, threatening to seal his seed forever in Jenna's womb. She knew he could see her spread legs, her own plaintive humps up against the malamute. Steele was drooling now, large drops of saliva splattering the red-and-cream colored husky all over her face. He was so powerful, in complete control. The slender husky whimpered in delight, gritting her teeth against the pain of her vulva stretching slowly around his pumping bulge. "Do it!" she cried, "Tie me, breed me! You're the only dog that deserves my cunt!"

Steele pulled back, tensing all of his muscles for his last thrust. In that moment, Jenna's eyes wandered and despite all her best efforts fell on Balto, who watched Steele's cock with wide, yellow eyes, ears flat, tail between his legs. She wondered briefly if he realized now that he'd lost her. That she was Steele's bitch, now and forever. She trembled and whimpered beneath the huge malamute, her empty cunt shivering in its need to be filled. There was no one who could fill her like Steele could.

Steele launched himself down against Jenna, Balto's jaw dropping as he watched, helpless. Splortch! Steele's cock spread her wide, his knot striking her like a physical blow. He didn't stop there, the entire softball sinking lewdly into her. Her vulva stretched and then clenched around him, pulling him deeper. He was in her! His glistening, red glands were hidden now, but the creamy bulge between Jenna's legs was proof enough. Balto hung his head in shame, knowing that it was too late now. There would be no separating the two until Steele had had his way with Jenna.

Jenna yelped, her entire body shuddering as she came. She kicked her legs uselessly, her tail shaking. Her front legs tugged and pulled on the scarf, but the bonds held. His unbelievable knot throbbed against her clitoris, and as always, there was little she could do to resist writhing in bliss beneath him. More than that, she was finally certain that the beautiful, black specimen above her would fill her quivering womb - a second litter of handsome, dark-red pups.

He didn't release just yet. Instead, he thrust his hips as strongly as ever. Tied as he was, he normally would have shifted to short jabs. Steele didn't care, however, employing a full thrust that rocked Jenna back and forth. Her tiny body slid across the ground, ruffling her fur and tightening the cloth tied around her paws. Worse, he humped so hard that Jenna's head smacked into the dog house, eliciting a yip.

Bang! Bang! Steele was relentless, ignoring Jenna's desperate whimpers. He simply kept rocking his hips forward, knocking her head against the wall. Balto stood, but there was nothing he could do with Jenna in such a vulnerable position. Jenna's moans were interrupted by high-pitched whines and yips. Her small body offered no resistance for the massive malamute, his knot straining her sore vulva whenever he dragged her back along the ground. "Steele!" she managed to cry, "Stop!"

His tongue dangled out the side of his mouth, splattering her face with saliva, but his eyes were shut. He paid her plea no mind, his pace only increasing. Jenna lay dazed, beneath him, the pain of her head smashing into the dog house competing with the waves of uncontrolled pleasure emanating from her pussy.

Luckily, Steele couldn't last much longer, gritting his teeth and grunting. He buried himself inside of her, his pointed tip digging painfully into Jenna's cervix. Spluuuurt! Steele's heavy balls twitched visibly, launching a full-out flood of cum battering against Jenna's innermost walls, the last line of defense against a full, pregnant belly. She already felt stretched to bursting with the malamute's immense cock somehow managing to wedge its way inside of her. Gallons of sticky, hot dogseed stretched the red husky's beyond belief. Her eyes widened as she realized she could see her belly bulging with his cum, her slender abdomen growing even as the pressure threatened to split her apart. Jenna felt her expanding passageway forcing her rectum closed, Steele's early contributions gushing out of her ass like a fountain. The three sled dogs who had accompanied Balto had been polite until now, looking away when possible, but now they stared with dropped jaws. When Jenna dared look, she found Balto's eyes also locked between her legs.

She was reeling, though she couldn't know if it was from head trauma or the bliss of orgasm. Her abdomen grew and grew, until finally the pressure proved too much. With a gurgling gush of fluid, Jenna felt her cervix give way to the onslaught of Steele's cum. Whimpering and moaning, she clenched and suckled around his cock as he continued to spurt inside of her, watching with awe as her abdomen smoothed out only to start growing again, deeper. Now, her womb was bloating, distended with the remarkable torrent of the malamute's life-giving seed. Jenna gasped in relief. If she'd ever doubted Steele would give her another litter, that fear was gone. She was going to be a mother again! She pressed her lips together to howl for joy.

Steele tossed his head back and howled in triumph. Every dog in Nome would realize what the twin howls meant, unless they had been living under a rock for the past few years. Steele had won. Balto had lost. Sure, the malamute had fallen into disfavor after his betrayal, but no dog could deny his imposing, muscular physique and ruthless will to succeed. The only male dog to stand up to him had been Balto, and the only bitch to resist him, Jenna. If Steele hadn't had the opportunity to rape Jenna, she'd still be resisting, but even she couldn't deny his unrelenting sexual prowess. Now her howls intertwined with his in the crisp, Alaskan air.

Jenna's glazed over eyes still manage to catch a glimpse of movement in the house. A patch of red was all she needed to see to know that Rosy was watching, perhaps drawn by the loud howling. The child made no move to interfere, no doubt recognizing the big, black dog that had knocked her dog up last time.

Finally, her womb was filled to the brim, and Steele's spurts send gushing, wet cum splashing out of her onto her tail. Even so, Steele kept grunting and tensing his balls for almost two minutes before Jenna suddenly found her mouth filled with the scarf again. Steele gagged her again, then turned around to face Balto, still tied and coming in the wolfdog's former love.

Steele said, "So you see, Balto. She wanted it. She's been sneaking off to be with me...and my friends...for months! You'd have been proud to see the way she lifted her tail for Star, just to be with me."

Jenna tried to protest, but could only murmur through the orange cloth in her throat. Balto seemed to know the truth of Steele's claim, taking a step back, in horror.

Steele continued, "You should have heard the way she begged me to break my promise to you - to knock her up while you were away. But I didn't. I kept my end of the bargain just in the hopes that you'd keep yours. I don't expect you to keep your word after..." he paused, to glance down at the exhausted, sore, and whimpering husky. "...this. But if you do intend to keep your promise, you know where I live. I'll be ready for you...any time."

Balto blushed, avoiding the curious gaze of his sled dog friends. With that, Steele dug into the dirt, pushing with both legs until his knot slowly, painfully pulled free of the squealing husky, even more white cum flowing out of her now gaping hole. Before the other dogs could react, Steele turned and cleared the fence in one, massive leap, only Jenna's leaking cunt as evidence that he'd ever even been there at all.**