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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country. All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM. ********************************************************************************** This story is a collaboration with The Blinking One over on FA: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/blinkblinkblink/ We originally discussed this idea on the 7/8/2025, but I only got around to writing it now. It took way longer than I originally intended it to, which I apologize for, but I rather enjoyed the setup for this one. The characters and scene ideas are all Blinking One’s, I just fleshed them out a little. ;3 ********************************************************************************** Brennan smirked down at Zarek, the wolf was doing a pitiful job of cleaning the taste of his own wife off the big, dark brown furred bear’s cock, it was almost as if he didn’t want to keep his teeth. The large bear sighed and continued to idly wipe the blood from his knuckles and golden rings with his handkerchief as he waited patiently for the smaller wolf to put in some real effort. At least his wife had been a good lay, then again, the slender little wolf bitch’s cunt was not made to take a bear cock like his. Though it had been a lot of fun making her howl as she came reluctantly around his cock, while her husband was forced to watch from the sidelines. Even now, with the big mouth the leader of the twelfth street Bloodfangs had had about taking over his territory, Zarek was barely able to get half of the bear’s thick ebony length into his maw. “Not so smug now, are you, pup?” Brennan growled as he reached down to grab behind the rival wolfs head and force his muzzle down deeper still, the sound and sensation of the canine gagging on his dick soon after simply brought a smug grin to the bears lips. Slipping a little money into the right hands here and there, Brennan had learned a whole lot of information about the wolf couple, more than just the inner workings of their operation, he had learned the inner workings of the upstart wolf’s wife as well. He had timed this little visit just right, he knew Kallista, the wolf’s wife, was ripe for the breeding round about now, so it was the perfect time to send a message. Either she let him fuck her, or Brennan and his enforcers would fuck up their entire world. Zarek couldn’t do shit but watch as the big, dark brown furred bear stretched out his wife’s pretty little pussy before leaving a nice messy cream pie behind. Kallista had just as big a mouth as her husband, at least at the start. By the time he was finished with her, the bitch couldn’t even stand. She was still laying on her back, thighs spread wide with his cum leaking from her well fucked pussy as she stared up at their ceiling with a strange distant smiling expression on her face, no doubt contemplating her life choices. Meanwhile, Zarek had opened his big fucking mouth and thought he was stronger than he really was. The wolf’s dislodged canine now sat in the middle of his living room floor from how hard Brennan had reminded him of his place, at least with only one sharp canine in his mouth now, the bear was able to get more of his cock into his new bitch’s mouth. Hell, he didn’t even plan on cumming a second time, he was just going to make Zarek clean the taste of his own wife’s pussy off his dick, but then he had to go and get a smart mouth on him. Now he was swallowing Brennan’s dick like he had been a professional sword swallower all his life. With a final snarl, the bear growled and bared his fangs, just before he began to unload another hot, salty mess, right down the wolf’s gullet. Of course, Zarek tried to pull away, but he was no match for Brennan’s brute strength. “Bite me and I’ll rip your fucking jaw off…now swallow like the good little bitch you are” he threatened with the same ease he used to close his business deals. Just like in his business dealings, the wolf folded in seconds and reluctantly swallowed the bear’s load for fear of further reprisals. “Good boy” Brennan smirked, once his climax began to ebb and he felt his cock finally beginning to soften. He withdrew his length from the canine’s maw and gave him one last slap against the cheek, before he finally stuffed himself back inside his tailored pants. Brennan rose up to his feet and smoothed the front of his blue pin-striped suit as he gave the two wolves one last glance, then headed for the front door again, or at least what was left of it after he had made his entry. Brennan paused at the top step of the run-down wooden house’s little porch, surveying the groaning and writhing dozen or so Bloodfang members on the ground, members who had foolishly tried to stop him on his way in, Brennan simply smirked at his handiwork. As he stepped down onto the little concrete walkway, a low groan beside him caught his attention which caused him to pause and turn to look at the closest wolf to him. He looked far too young to be in this line of work, the skinny wolf barely looked like he was in his teens, now here he was, gritting what was left of his teeth and clutching his shoulder, which was sitting at an unnatural angle to the rest of his body. When Brennan knelt down beside him, the wolf recoiled and tried to pull away with a look of abject terror on his face. “Shh, shhh, it’s alright…I’m not going to hurt you, it’ just dislocated” he pointed at the young mutt’s shoulder. Brennan slowly reached out and touched the obviously dislocated joint, making the wolf hiss in agony. “On the count of three…one…two…” and he pushed, lifted and did all the moves to successfully pop the young wolfs shoulder back into place with minimal damage. “Get out while you still can, kid…or next time, that arm is coming off” the bear growled threateningly. Again, the young wolf whimpered and cowered, the smell of urine suddenly catching Brennan’s nose as he clearly pissed himself from sheer terror, but at least he nodded in understanding at what the bear was telling him to do. “It’s time to head home, don’t you think?” Brennan asked rhetorically of the jaguar dressed in a stylish black suit, standing beside his town car. The feline nodded just once and opened the rear passenger door for the bear, before starting the engine and pulling away from the curb at a leisurely pace. There was no rush to leave, Brennan knew the cops wouldn’t be coming anytime soon, he had already warned them to stay away from this address tonight as he had some business to attend to. Though, out of some shred of decency, he still sent an all clear to let them know paramedics should probably get there soon though, perhaps a coroner too. The final insult Brennan had planned for Zarek and Kallista came in the form of bodycam footage he had recorded from the hidden spycam in a button on his tailored suit. After briefly reviewing the video of his fucking Kallista and ensuring every decibel of her shameful howl as she climaxed was caught on camera, he attached the short clip to a message and sent it a list of numbers he had obtained. “Is this your daughter?” was all he said, as he sent the clip to both Zarek and Kallista’s highly religious parents. Somehow the two wolves had kept their shady dealings a secret from their parents, but now, Brennan was about to blow up their peaceful little world. As the angry responses began to flood in, the bear just laughed and screenshot all of them for posterity. A short while later, Brennan was standing in the foyer of his penthouse apartment, a lavish space which overlooked the city. Even Presidents weren’t afforded such luxurious places when they came here, but it was nothing to him. This was just one of many places he owned, or at least, that he now owned. It had been a tough climb to the top, everyone had thought the big, dark brown mountain of muscle with his long golden hair was nothing more than just hired strength. The Khan family, who had been the cities de facto rulers for the last three generations hadn’t seen him coming, not until it was too late. Late one bloody night, at the height of their power, Brennan had managed to work his way up the ladder to be their personal bodyguard. That had been their last and worst mistake, the bear had consolidated his position with the “generals” below the tigers, generals who were fed up with their schemes and plans that never panned out. The syndicate was stagnating; rival gangs were encroaching on their areas daily. With two quick slashes, he had ended their rein and seized control. Within the following weeks, he had consolidated the three largest crime families beneath him too; now he controlled the entire eastern seaboard as a result. But none of that pleased him even half as much as his ultimate prize, a prize which he had raised as if she were his own flesh and blood. Perhaps it was her conception that had truly inspired his rise to the top, the day she had been brought home from the hospital and Brennan had laid eyes on her tiny little form, he knew her parents couldn’t offer her the life she truly deserved. He could, and so he would do everything in his power to make that come true. Brennan stood at the slightly open doorway to Sloane’s bedroom; the young and beautiful tigress was already dressed for bed as she lay unaware of his presence. She appeared to be chatting to someone on her phone, he could see the blue and grey text bubbles going back and forth. She had been barely a year old when he had finally murdered her parents, so she had no recollection of them, only him. He had treated her as if she were his own and in turn, she truly thought of him as her one and only father. At twenty-two now, she was even more beautiful than her mother had been, who before Sloane’s biological father had gotten his hooks into her, had been on her way to be the next big Hollywood starlet. “I’m home” Brennan called from behind her partially closed door, with one of his hands nervously toying with his long golden ponytail over his shoulder. This was a common ritual of theirs; he didn’t hide anything from her, she knew who and what he was, but loved him regardless. He didn’t want to hide the cruelty of the world she was born into either, as a result, she had grown into a strong and fiercely independent woman he was proud of. “How did it go, Daddy?” Sloane rolled onto her side and asked with a smile back at him. He could see she was wearing barely anything, just a pair of tiny pink cotton shorts and a low-cut matching pink top that did little to hide her generous assets. But it was those eyes, those deep pools of emerald that just cut right through him, exposed everything that he ever was or would be. Even still dressed in his full suit and tie, he felt naked and exposed in front of her. Though, perhaps that was thanks in part to the conversation they had had after her nineteenth birthday. Brennan had long since been aware that she was becoming a woman, clearly, she was too. For the past couple of years, she had been dressing more and more evocatively around him, at first, he had just thought it was a phase she would grow out of. But after her eighteenth birthday, she had even began letting him “accidentally” catch her in moments of undress. Her efforts quickly became even more apparent that she was doing it on purpose when by her nineteenth birthday party, he still hadn’t acted on her blatant invitations. Brennan knew she wasn’t his blood daughter, but she was still his daughter, so he was rightfully conflicted about his attraction to her. Knowing she was of age and apparently felt the same way didn’t help soothe his conscience either. At least until they sat down and talked about their mutual attraction like adults, from there, things just sort of blossomed and he couldn’t be happier. “It went as well as can be expected” he replied with a soft smile as he pushed her door the rest of the way open, before he entered and moved to sit on the bed beside her. The expensive mattress sagged under his considerable bulk as he sat down beside the smaller striped feline he called his daughter. “So, the Bloodfangs are our bitches now?” the gorgeous young tigress asked with an almost playful smile. She knew all about his plans and moves, these days she even offered input or ideas. The older she got, the more devious and cunning he noticed she was becoming, and he couldn’t have been prouder. “My bitches, but yes” he corrected her gently, but still smiled at how ambitious she was. Despite not being his blood daughter, he couldn’t deny that she took after him. Even if that meant that one day she would replace him, he wouldn’t want it any other way. Brennan worshipped the ground Sloane walked on and she knew it; she could ask him to march barefoot into hell and he would do it without a second thought. But for now, she was his precious little girl, and that was all that mattered. “Feel like helping Daddy celebrate?” he asked with a slight grin, his fingers already reaching out to slowly walk up along the length of her tail, along her thigh and down to palm at her perfect peach shaped behind through her tiny little pink shorts. “Maybe tomorrow, I’m a little tired right now” Sloane replied with an exaggerated yawn, but the look in her eyes said otherwise. She was a bitch, she would never just give him what he wanted, he always had to work for it, beg for it even. “Are you sure there’s nothing Daddy could do to convince you otherwise? A new Mercedes perhaps?” the bear offered sweetly as his hand continued to brush up along her side, briefly alighting against a breast, before he reached up and gently cradled her chin to bring her gaze up to meet his. God, he loved that fire in her eyes, he’d gladly let it consume him a thousand times over without complaint. “Beg” Sloane replied with a grin. There was fire in her eyes, she was in one of her moods tonight it seemed, oh how he loved when she took charge like this. She was a natural, taking command came as easily as breathing to her. “Yes, sweetheart, anything for you” Brennan replied before he slipped off of her bed and knelt obediently before her. “Please, my Princess, won’t you let this worthless bear enjoy the bountiful harvest that is your body?” the big bear begged with near reverence in his voice, as if he were praying to an actual Goddess. “Not bad, but more…” Sloane demanded with a smug grin, she was sitting at the edge of her bed now and staring down at him. One of her feet was resting against his thigh and slowly, seductively rubbing up toward his crotch. “I know I’m not worthy, but please, have mercy upon me and permit this unworthy slave to partake of your heavenly treasures?” Brennan groaned and panted when her foot found and pressed against the bulge contained within his blue pinstriped trousers. “Hmm, I’m not sure…maybe if you do something to earn it first…like…eat your precious little girls pussy until she cums all over that handsome face of yours…” the tigress growled playfully, while she had begun to already lean side to side while she pulled and tugged her little pink shorts down and off. Brennan watched with unabated pleasure as his daughters snug little pink slit came into view, her pouting folds already dew kissed and eager. The lying bitch, she was just as turned on as he was, not that he would ever complain. He knew his place, and that was right between her thighs, which he soon reclaimed as he let her grab him by the ears and press his snout right against her cunt. “Eat me” Sloane ordered and just as if she had told him to crawl across razorblades, he did it without question or hesitation. Hands that were strong enough to snap wolves’ femurs like twigs now gently held his daughter’s thighs apart, while his long ursine tongue delved between her pouting petals and scooped within her as if she were the world’s finest honeypot, because to him, she was. Sloane adored her Daddy’s long tongue; he could reach spots within her that no one else ever could. Not only that, but he also loved her so much that he had learned her body like one of his business strategies, he knew her so intimately that she swore he knew of things about her anatomy that even she didn’t know about herself. He never failed to make his little girl squeal and groan for him, though this time, he didn’t go in for the kill like usual. The big burly bastard was teasing her, drawing it out, he didn’t want her to cum too soon, even if that meant he wouldn’t get to fuck her straight away. She was fine with that, she would let him have his way, for now. He was a good pet, he didn’t even dare touch himself anymore while he pleasured her, she had taught him that. Brennan lovingly and languidly feasted between his daughter’s thighs, until Sloane laid back on her bed with her legs over her father’s shoulders and his tongue up her cunt. Her hands were beneath her top now as she pinched and toyed with her own nipples, groaning and panting from the waves of sheer pleasure. She knew he was ready to make her cum finally when she felt one of his thumbs reach in and a little up from his muzzle and begin to rub at her clit. His tongue was doing what she could best describe as uppercuts to her G-spot within her, at least, that’s what it felt like. Of course, it didn’t take long before she was clamping her thighs down around his head and crying out while she came hard for him. Brennan didn’t stop or even slow down, he just kept the same pace until Sloane finally began to come back down. When her thighs finally released his head, he withdrew his tongue from her and made a show of licking his lips and now rather damp muzzle clean. “As delicious as always, baby girl” he cooed softly while leaning forward a little to place a tender loving kiss just above her crotch and below her belly button. “Is it my turn now?” he asked hopefully as he stood up slowly, his hands lowering to his belt, which he began to slowly unfasten. “Daddy has a really bad need to fuck his little kitten” the big bear almost begged again. Sloane remained where she was, laying on her back in the middle of her bed, with her long ebony hair cascading around her like a piece of fine artwork. She watched with smug satisfaction as her father’s expensive trousers strained under the force of his achingly hard cock trying to break free. “Nuh uh, that’s not how we ask for it” the striped feline teased as she raised her left foot up to press and rub at his tented trousers, which caused the big bear to groan out loud. Even when she roughly ground the heel of her foot against his balls a moment later, Brennan remained standing patiently before her. “Please, my Princess, won’t you do me the honour of taking your Daddy’s aching and needy cock?” he almost whined pathetically, a strange sound coming from the bear who had so easily dismantled a dozen Bloodfang members earlier that evening without breaking a sweat. “Fine, but you’re going to lay down for me, so I can ride you at my own pace” Sloane demanded as she turned and rolled to get up off her bed. She pointed at the spot she had just been occupying, as if directing him like he was a pet dog. But Brennan did as he was told, he lay back on her bed, right where she had pointed and waited. Just as they had done dozens of times before, she made short work of his belt and trousers to finally free her father’s cock while kneeling beside him on her bed. “All this, for me?” she purred softly while rubbing her cheek and muzzle against his turgid ebony shaft. Her small hands were barely able to grasp all the way around his thickness as she stroked at her father’s throbbing length adoringly. “Yes, all for you, baby girl” Brennan groaned out loud as his kitten slowly drew her rough feline tongue up along one side of his thick, black cock from base to tip. Her soft hands cupped and toyed with his balls, making them churn as if he hadn’t already blown two loads earlier that evening and feeling like he was pent up for months once again. Sloane’s teasing never failed to make him harder than steel, even with just one look she could take him to his knees if she wanted. “My Daddy does have the nicest dick around” Sloane cooed softly to him, while she delivered dozens of teasing little licks and kisses over every inch of his throbbing flesh, her lips tracing the veins and bumps along his shaft diligently, as if following a map of their shared desire for one another. She didn’t even seem to mind the taste of his precum running down the sides of his cock, or when she rubbed her face against him and worked it into her facial fur. When she finally wrapped her lips about his leaking tip and began to suck as her purring increased, Brennan couldn’t stop himself from groaning if he tried. His hands clutched at her duvet as he resisted the urge to buck up into her maw, he didn’t dare do that, she hadn’t given him permission to. “Oh God, that feels so good, baby…” the big, dark furred bear groaned as his toes curled inside his expensive Italian leather shoes while he watched his little girl begin to bob her lips up and down the first few inches of his fat, black cock. He could already feel his climax brewing; she knew just how to handle him too. But then she suddenly stopped without warning as she sat up and grinned down at him. “Wha…why’d you stop?” Brennan huffed and groaned in disappointment. He was so close it made his balls ache and his cock twitch in eager anticipation. “Because there’s something I want to talk to you about” Sloane asked with a sly little grin as she crawled up into his lap. Now she was slowly and deliberately teasing the underside of his cock with her hot little cunt. God, he wanted to bury himself inside her so bad, but she was the one in control here. “Mmf, what…what do you want to ask, Princess?” the bear groaned as he fought the urge to reach up and touch his daughter while she teased him. “There’s this boy at my college, he’s so damned pretty…I want him” the tigress said with an almost sneer, knowing what her father thought about her dating. But she knew she could control him, even just letting him feel a hint of her inviting inner warmth and slickness against his dick was enough to have the big mean old bear fall in line. Some ruled with an iron fist, she ruled Brennan with a snug silken pussy. “But you have me…why do you need some college aged punk?” Brennan almost growled but quickly bit back his growing anger. He felt a little hurt and maybe even a bit betrayed that his daughter would even consider another man in her life, not when he was right here. “I know, but he’s on track to go pro in the NFL soon, I want a piece of him before he gets inundated by gold diggers and whores” Sloane said with an almost pout as she moved forward a little, one of her hands reached down between them as she lifted his length up just a little and helped guide him against her opening. She knew he could feel it, that inviting heat kissing at the tip of his prick as it nuzzled between her pouting dew kissed petals, begging for entry. “You can have him after I’m done with him though, a couple months at most” she said sweetly, even leaning down to give her father’s cheek a little loving and reassuring kiss, just before she pressed back onto his cock a little and felt his blunt tip begin to stretch her snug opening ever so slightly. “Please, Daddy?” Sloane asked in that cutesy little girl voice she knew he could never say no to. “Fuck…fine…a couple of months, whatever you want, Princess” Brennan groaned with unrestrained need, it was taking everything in him to not just grab about her waist and slam himself deep into her pussy. He was more than strong enough to do it too, he could damn near bench a goddamn Mercedes Smart car, but all that strength was useless when it came to his daughter. He had never hurt her or done something without her permission, nor would he ever dare to. So, he let her get her way, again, just so she would willingly sink herself down onto her precious Daddy’s dick. “Thank you, Daddy!” Sloane beamed down at him, just before she sat upright and began to descend, sinking the bears thick, black cock between her pouting petals. Even though they had done this dance dozens of times before, she loved the way he filled and stretched her out. He was a good fuck, no, a great one actually, she couldn’t deny that. He could easily snap her like a twig if he really wanted to, but she knew he never would, he was nothing more than her submissive little pet now. All it took was a couple years of teasing and seducing, letting him get a taste of her, now he was under her thumb…or pussy to be more exact. He would do anything she asked, so long as she let him fuck her every so often. It wasn’t a bad deal, she always got what she wanted and got her brains screwed out in return, it was a real win win situation for her. At times she wished he would be more rough with her, take her against her will, just treat her like a slut. But he never would, he just couldn’t bring himself to do that to his precious angel, despite how often she let him fuck her and cum inside her unprotected. Just like now, she could easily have made him put on a condom, but she didn’t, she knew how ashamed he felt every time he came in her, risked breeding her, but she loved that power she had over him. One way or another, she was going to take over the family business, whether she had to slit his throat to do it, or just simply produce an heir to the throne. One day, Sloane would be the one in power here, but for now, she would happily fuck the bear until that day came. With a grin, she roughly ripped his expensive shirt open, sending buttons flying in all directions as she exposed his taut, firm muscle gut. Sloane didn’t give two shits that his shirt cost more than most people’s college education, she wanted to see her father in all his glory, feel his muscles beneath his dark fur as her fingers and claws scratched at him. Brennan hissed as she drew blood, not that it showed through his thick fur, but he could feel his daughter’s claws catch and rip at his skin as she caressed his body. She was definitely in a mood tonight, there was no rushed fucking now, this was pure and drawn-out love making as his daughter almost lazily rode his cock. He couldn’t help but sneak glances down at where they were joined, that pretty little pink pussy stretched around the base of his thick black cock, looking like it should hurt, but her expression was one of pure ecstasy. He could feel how tight she was whenever she tried to lift herself up off him and felt that slick tugging sensation, just before her flesh yielded and let him slip free, only to sink back down and impale herself once again on his rock hard spear of flesh. Sloane gradually built up the pace, until Brennan was groaning and writhing beneath her. She was even kind enough to reach out and guide his hands beneath her top, letting the bear grope at her tits while she bounced on his dick. “Yes, cum for me, Daddy! Cum in your little girls tight little cunt!” she growled and begged with unashamed need, knowing it would push him over the edge, just like it always did. Sure enough, she felt the old bear’s cock begin to lurch and pulse hard inside her as she ground down against his lap, feeling every spurt of his seed right against her womb. She took the first few meaningful shots deep within herself, before she lifted almost all the way off his cock, until just his tip was trapped within the snug grip of her opening. The tigress had a deviant plan for the bear tonight, letting him finish his last couple of weaker spurts just at her opening before she finally slipped completely off his cock. “What are…” the bear began to ask when his daughter crawled back up over his face and settled her pussy down against his lips. “Clean me” she ordered with a smug grin as she felt her father’s cum already trickling from her pussy and down against his lips. As expected, Brennan did exactly as his daughter ordered, using his long tongue to begin cleaning his own cum from her without complaint, despite the wrinkling of his nose as he tasted his own seed in her. Sloane enjoyed the show of submission, as long as he obeyed and listened to her, she supposed she could keep him around. As soon as he was no longer useful though, she would make her move. She had taken a page from his book and already befriended the top generals of his organization, as well as planting a few others who were loyal to her within their ranks. But for now, she planned on enjoying his tongue and cock as much as she wished.