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Drowsy. Dizzy. What the hell happened last night? I can't remember. I turn over and notice Exile's still sound asleep. I groan. I sit up and try to ride out the terrible ache that's pounding my skull.

I pull myself out of bed and shuffle my way down the hall. I notice that everyone's doors are still closed. What time is it? I don't have a watch or cell phone on me. I look around for a clock. None are in sight.

I continue to shuffle my way into the kitchen, where there's a microwave with the (hopefully) actual time digitized on the little screen. 5:45 A.M. Are you fucking serious? I groan once more and shuffle my way back to bed, straining to return back to my wondrous slumber.

I wake up once more, now feeling (slightly) more refreshed. I look over and see Exile looking up at me, resting his head with his right arm.

"Morning, baby," he murmurs.

"Morning," I mutter back whilst rubbing my left eye.

"Get some sleep last night?"

"Sort of."

"What do you mean?"

"I woke up earlier, like, around six-ish, I think."

"And?"

"I...I can't remember."

"Hmm, strange." He looks up and rubs his chin, like a detective almost.

"Isn't it though?"

"Well, it's around eight now. How about some breakfast?"

"You got it!"

10:45 A.M. Alone...almost. Muzzle's resting in his chair-thing, catching some z's. I look at him and my face softens. I don't know...there's something about him that makes me..."tingle". I scoot over a little, getting slightly closer, taking a better look. Muzzle's still sleeping, snoring even. I stand up and walk towards him, inspecting his features. I must've breathed a little too loudly or something, because next thing I know, he's staring me in the face and growling.

I jump back in fright and fall to the floor. He jumps at me and ends up falling, landing on top of me. My face blushes and he continues to growl. I notice that he's supporting a hard-on now, right against mine.

I push him back up and blush even redder, now attempting to exit the room. Muzzle barks at me, like he's trying to tell me something. More-than-likely trying to tell me to stay. I turn back around and walk towards him.

He lunges at me once more, but this time grabs my shirt with his teeth, tugging on it.

I pull back, trying to make him let go. I fail miserably.

He pulls as hard as he can and ends up ripping it off my body.

I stumble back while I see him strain against his straps, determined to get at me. Why is he acting like this all of a sudden? I ask myself. I don't reak of food, do I?

Before I know it, Muzzle finally gains freedom and lunges at me, this time tackling me to the ground, growling down at me.

I look up into his eyes in fear. I couldn't move. I was frozen - like a statue. What the hell is he going to do to me? I thought.

With bravery by my side, I decide to look down his belly area, realizing something: Muzzle wasn't hungry; he was horny. Really horny. His entire, swollen tip was already protruding from his sheath. I couldn't help but get a hard-on. Why is this so erotic? Is it because I'm being dominated? Most likely.

I decide to be brave once more and place my right hand over his swollen doggie cock, wrapping my fingers around his girth.

He stops growling and looks down, trying to figure out what was touching him down there.

With a deep breath, I start stroking, moving my hand slowly up and down his shaft. After about thirty seconds or so, he started to thrust his hips, pretending that my hand is a pussy for his throbbing, red tool to dispense his puppy juice into. I start to pump harder, this time wrapping my hand around his knot. He starts panting heavily with a look of satisfaction on his face. I squeeze his knot a little, and look down again, realizing that his cock is now coming out of his sheath, his knot being the only thing still entrapped in the safety pocket.

I scoot down towards it and wrap my lips around his tip, bobbing my head slowly up and down, reveling in the wonderful taste of his gorgeous tool. Precum starts to shoot into my mouth as he continues to hump.

I hold his knot with my left hand and start to cup his large balls with my right, swirling them around and around in my fingers. His sack feels nice and leathery.

I continue to bob my head, my mouth quickly filling with precum as Muzzle continued to thrust and cream.

C'mon, give me that thick, warm liquid, I demanded silently as I jacked off Muzzle's throbbing tool.

After a few more thrusts, Muzzle finally gave me his essence, shooting load after hot, scalding load into my mouth, some even splattering my face. I wrapped my mouth around him once more and drank as much of that delicious cum as I could. My mouth quickly filled - twice, no, thrice! Ohh God!

Muzzle finally backed off after what seemed like forever and I got ready to get back on my feet.

As I was on my knees, my ass towards him, Muzzle leapt at me, his fore-legs wrapping around my waist. He started to hump frantically, his cock at full attention once more. My pants were still on, so he was only able to poke, but not enter.

It didn't take me long to start peeling them off. After I got them down enough where my ass was out, Muzzle charged once more, precum splattering my cheeks. He gave a few more (painful) pokes and finally found my entrance.

He tried to enter me, but his cock was too big. He growled in frustration, while I was desperately trying to lube up my ass so that he could enter me. I grabbed his cock and tried pushing it into my hole, with him helping, of course.

After several attempts, he was finally able to slide in and quickly fill me with his girth.

I shouted loudly as he invaded me. Muzzle thrusted hard and fast, sliding in and out of me with extreme force. He was able to enter parts of me that even I wasn't able to reach. He was hitting my G spot repeatedly, growling loudly, telling me that I was his, and that no one was going to touch me. Not with him around.

"Ah - ah - ah - ohhh Muzzle!" I moan. "Oh yes, muzzle me muzzle me muzzle me!"

The more I shouted, the louder he growled, pumping faster - and harder into me. I could feel myself being filled with hot precum as he thrusted harder and harder inside me.

"KNOT ME BABY!" I finally called out.

More than happy to oblige, Muzzle gave one last thrust, and shoved his knot deep inside me, still pumping in pleasure. He howled when he had finally found his release, his cock throbbing and pumping with nice, thick cock cream, filling my ass to the brim, and then some.

With no where else to go, his cum traveled down into my deepest depths. My belly felt nice and warm, distending a little from the amount of doggie juice that was being expelled into me. Panting hard, I struggled to hold him up, but my whole body felt like jelly.

"Oh God, Muzzle, you can sure fuck."

He snickered in return.