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A great imposing estate sprawled before Zeak, bundled in the ragged quilt she had obtained from the trailer. The man behind her held a firm hand on the canine girl’s shoulder. The guidance didn’t feel altruistic in any sense of the word. Behind them strode the two Peterson girls Emma and Valerie. The taller older Emma had the family’s wavy amber hair hanging nearly to the middle of her back. She was dressed in a yellow Sunday dress that while cute did not compliment her pale skin tone. Valerie strode beside her sister making a stark contrast. The younger girl was dressed in overalls and a paint stained white t-shirt. She had short ear length blonde hair that was a bit frazzled by a straightening iron.

Orchards and acres of land framed the estate as far as the eye could see. Where in god’s green earth had they gotten so much land close to Belwick? The city was a sprawling mess of urban jungle. Zeak hadn’t seen this much open space for nearly ten years. Emma strode a bit closer and took a good gander at Zeak. She was obviously interested in the canine, but the large man’s glare kept the girl quiet. The quartet entered the estate in what was likely considered the garage out back. The interior of the garage was large enough to accommodate six cars and a full workspace for vehicles and medium sized electronics from the diversity of tools on display.

They all walked through the halls and past the kitchen before stopping at a door. “Get in, clean up. Make it quick.” He said before giving Zeak a small shove into the threshold. The modest sized bathroom was definitely not a master suite, but it was a full bathroom with inlaid hexagonal tiles that climbed up the wall and formed a beautiful geometric mosaic. Zeak looked around at the plush towels and her reflection in the large mirror. She looked ragged; fur matted with a few strands of hay clinging to her. Black, brown, and a spot of grey poked out of the blanket she held tightly to her. If she played along, then perhaps she could get a good opportunity to run here in a few hours. “Alright. I’ll just be…” Zeak paused mid-sentence as both the two girls stepped in after her and shut the door behind them.

“Oh, don’t look so surprised. Dad may have rescued you from the pen, but you still need to be properly trained before we’re going to let you run around the house on your own.” The older sibling state as she reached out to pull the quilt from Zeak. She let it go as she didn’t want to express conflict. She did cover her breasts with a forearm and slipped a hand down in front of her pubic mound. These girls were in on this whole thing? It seemed absurd. Not wanting to cause any ruckus Zeak stepped over to the bath and reached out to turn the shower on. “Ah! We did not say you could use the water. Valerie.” The younger sister walked over and turned the dials for Zeak and set the temperature to a steaming heat. This was just ridiculous.

“I know how a bath works… thank you though.” Zeak added at the end placatingly. Zeak shuddered as her foot pad stepped over the edge and into the hot water. It was a feeling she’d nearly forgotten. It did not take her long before she sank down into the deep tub. It felt really weird being watched by the two sisters, but Zeak hadn’t had any sense of normalcy since the incident. The canine girl’s fur drifted a bit away from her on the surface of the water as she submerged. Aching muscles all over started reporting the deep sense of relief after however many hours she’d spent in the winter cold. Zeak jumped with surprise when she felt a hand caress her shoulder. Emma was wearing a swimsuit under the sundress and was lathering dog shampoo into Zeak’s fur. “Whoa! I can do that. Please stop.” Zeak protested with a growing need to get some kind of control of her situation.

“Relax. Don’t make this any weirder than it has to be.” Emma said with a kind of dead pan seriousness. She didn’t look all that pleased as she squirted more shampoo into her hands and reached one hand up into the back of Zeak’s brown hair and from the shoulder over to Zeak’s meek breasts. The canine girl shifted a bit away and the hand behind her seized on her neck. Zeak gasped and went rigid in the tub, pressing her chest out as the hand cupped an incredibly sensitive breast. Zeak’s obsidian black nipples straining out to meet the sensation while she looked at Emma out of the corner of her eye. Her vision was met with the human’s stern glance. If she didn’t want to do this, why the hell was she doing it? Zeak keened quietly to herself as the hand moved down to her belly fur.

Valerie moved across and sat against the counter while all this went on. She pulled out a cell phone and started scrolling. Emma kept the hold on Zeak’s nape as she lathered across the other breast and shoulder “Down.” She instructed as she pulled Zeak back into the warm water. Water sloshed in around Zeak’s head and her elongated muzzle let her breath through her unsubmerged nose. The free and passed down her stomach and across her pubic mound, and it took everything Zeak had not to panic, or claw the hand away as it passed over her puffed up labia. All of this madness had taken her mind of the vexing need her heat induced in her, but that gentle caress was all that she needed to feel the blooming want in her again. Blushing she tried to sit up and Emma let her. Water ran down in rivulets from Zeak’s face and shoulder length hair. She pulled her knees up and Emma lathered them as if entirely unfazed by Zeak’s reaction to the touch. Zeak gritted her teeth and looked away as she was finished in the tub, squeezing her thighs together, and bitterly hoping the human girl hadn’t noticed her growing arousal.

“There, now come on. Francis is waiting.” Valerie grabbed a towel and brought it over to Emma and Zeak as the canine girl stood up. “I’m really excited to meet you. Dad said he got you just for me.” Valerie smiled a bit whimsically and draped the fabric over Zeak’s small frame. Both human women were larger than Zeak, but that wasn’t a hard feat to accomplish. Francis was indeed waiting for the trio, whom emerged after Emma had dried and donned her dress once more. He guided the entourage into upstairs into a large bedroom that must belong to Valerie. A canvas half done stood in a recessed area, on an aisle next to her window that overlooked what appeared to be miles of orchard. A large four post bed made of dark toned wood dominated the other side of the spacious room. Next to it was a very large dog bed. Zeak frowned at that particular choice of furniture. “You behave and do everything the little miss tells you to. Got it?” Francis inquired rather forcefully.

“Got it.” Zeak said while turning her nose down and ears back. Francis was going to be a problem if she didn’t keep playing along. So Zeak stepped into the room and walked over to the dog bed. Just to give them a look of her compliance she crawled across it and laid down. Valerie looked overjoyed as she entered too. She scampered over to the desk across from her aisle and picked up a beautiful purple strip of leather with a D-ring embedded in it. Francis seemed suspicious but placated enough to close the door and leave the two alone. Zeak squeezed her thighs and felt as scared as her tucked tail and folded ears looked. The growing sensations all across her body were becoming harder and harder to push away. Her claw tips dug into the fuzzy dog bed fabric when Valerie stepped in next to her and put the leather collar around her neck.

“This purple looks beautiful on you.” Valerie said with a smile. They must have been expecting a lightly larger dog though, as Valerie had to tighten to collar to the tightest notch before it fit snuggly around the soft fur of Zeak’s neck. “There. Good girl.” The words were innocent and sickened Zeak.

“Why are you doing this?” Zeak asked as she gyrated her hips. She was still very exposed, and very naked. She felt ridiculous as she leaned to the side a bit more, almost drifting in a haze. The fuzz in between her fingers felt nice, so she let herself flop to her side, nuzzling the plush as her hands caressed it. It was hard to think straight. She needed to focus, to think about how she was going to escape. She needed… clothes, food, and one of those cars if she could manage keys.

Valerie looked a little confused “Well, you were a stray in the pound, weren’t you? Dad promised me I’d get a puppy this year. So here you are. I never thought I’d get someone like you though.” She admitted and reached a handout to pet Zeak’s brown locks. Zeak nuzzled into the hand without thinking, her hand finally reaching between her things and cupped the tender needy sex there under her mound. She was slick and wanting as her fingers slipped inside without hesitation. She moaned at Valerie who looked suddenly startled. Zeak smiled a bit at the human’s withdrawal. She could feel the tip of her clitoral hood slipping back to reveal the tip of her erection. Valerie’s eyes widened as the sex act became more obvious.

Zeak gasped and smiled as she rolled her thumb over the tip of her shaft. Slowly the tip pressed into view. Her index and middle fingers curling in and sinking two knuckles deep into her wet slit. Valerie’s shocked face was so fucking worth it. Maybe if she went nuts like this Valerie wouldn’t want her! “Oh! Oh stop! Umm… Bella stop.” Valerie said firmly. Bella? That was her new name was it? Zeak rolled onto her back and grabbed her breast as Valerie covered her mouth. It was obvious the girl couldn’t look away. Zeak moaned quietly as her erection slid inch after inch out of her internal sheath till seven inches stood erect above her obsidian black pussy lips. All of her genitals glistened wet with arousal as she picked up the pace of her stimulation. Her first orgasm bloomed as she made eye contact with Valerie.

The human girl looked back at her door and then at Zeak “Bad girl! Oh my god! You’re a boy too? How?” Stumbling to understand what she was seeing Valerie covered her mouth and watched with sick fascination. “If dad found out you’re a boy. He really wouldn’t let me keep you.” She moved the hand down next to her chest as Zeak got her second hand involved. Zeak had stopped paying attention to the human next to her as her needy sex drew more of her into the act. Soft finger pads stroked along the base of her erection. Everything felt so intense as she felt the swelling knot flesh at the base of her cock. “God, I need… more.” She keened and imagined a strong man grasping her cock as he shoved a thick rod of virile flesh into her wanting pussy.

Valerie determined to put an end to this misbehavior and stepped forward again “You need to listen to me. Right now. You stop.” She instructed and reached down to swat Zeak’s hand away from her cock. Just as the human girl leaned forward to reach down Zeak moaned and seized up tight. A thick ribbon of seed sprayed from the tapered tip of her black shaft. Spraying Valerie across the face and breast making the younger girl jump back in surprise. Another ribbon spurted up across Zeak’s stomach and chest. Another stroke aimed her cock skyward as the viscus fluid roiled out the tip with every convulsing spasm of her abdominals. The burning need of her heat screamed to be sated. Seed smothering the length of her shaft and her fingers.

“Damn it! I told you to stop!” Valerie huffed at Zeak forcefully enough to distract the canine girl. Seeing cum splattered on Valerie made a sudden spike of fear shoot through Zeak. Had she just thrown herself from the skillet into the fire? Valerie retrieved some tissues from her nightstand and began cleaning herself off. “I can’t believe this. How am I supposed to be a good dog owner if I can’t even get her to stop masturbating like that?” Valerie threw the tissue box at Zeak “I won’t have this again.” She glowered and left the room. Slamming the door shut behind her. Zeak blinked a few times and then flung herself across the room to a dresser. It took her only a minute and a half to find a reasonable cold weather set of clothes. Zeak shoved the outfit under the mattress of the bed and cleaned herself up with the tissues… Though she had to waste quite a few trying to get her discharge out of her fur.

Valerie came back in after about half an hour and sourly watched Zeak who sat bashfully on the dog bed. “Sorry. I am…” Zeak tried to look for words but couldn’t verbalize her predicament. Valerie approached her own bedside and sat down facing Zeak “Alright Bella. There is going to be some ground rules in this house.” The young girl said with determination. “The first of which, is going to be no naughty business! Without express permission.” Valerie crossed her arms in a pouty kind of way “I can’t believe you did that. I should tell dad about this and have you sent back.” She grumbled, and the idea of being dragged back to prison in that trailer again made Zeak shiver. Though perhaps that was a good idea, Carmen was going to get her out after all.

“My name isn’t Bella. It’s Zeak. I am a person. This is ridiculous. You can’t just treat me like a dog.” Zeak said pointedly, but her posture was timid, and her voice wavered at the end. “I was imprisoned unjustly, and I demand to be let go.” She finished.

Valerie tilted her head a bit to the side “What? We’re giving you a home. We got you from a zoo. We are saving you.” The girl protested back. “I’m not holding you captive.” She seemed rather hurt by the accusation. This of course confused Zeak.

“You mean… I can just leave?” Zeak asked and Valerie seemed a bit crest fallen “Well, yeah. I hope that you wouldn’t go, but… I can get a regular dog.” She smiled as if she was entirely charitable in her intent. Zeak stood up slowly and reached up to remove her collar. That made Valerie a bit sadder, but she nodded like perhaps that was for the best. Zeak stepped into the hall and no one stopped her. The hard wood clacked against her claw tipped toes as she went. Francis came around the corner and glowered at Zeak, but didn’t stand in her way as she anxiously walked to the door they all came in through.

Zeak felt like she was having an out of body experience as she grasped the knob and made her way out the unlocked door. Immediately cold winter air bristled her now dry fur. She didn’t have to steal a car, or anything. She was free. After months in a prison for being a victim of circumstance. Thoughts of Rachel still left in the prison rose in her. She had to get back to Carmen and get them to help her sister! So, she ran out into the brisk air and orchards. Following the road would surely reach the nearest town. She could get directions from there.