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Bella sat in her office, the afternoon cubicles gray with post-lunch quiet. The lull gave her time to think, too much time as she glanced at the text lighting up her phone.

Your girl says hi, pup.

Only that morning Bella sat on the edge of the bed with Shara, the feline girl's hand on hers as she'd given a pinched smile.

“You know how we had that talk, honey?" Shara brushed her hair back as she said it, her eyes anywhere but Bella's.

“Yes?" Bella's heart raced; she knew exactly what Shara meant. A month ago they'd had a conversation just like this, perched atop the sheets: Shara loved her, she made it clear, they'd been dating for how many years now? The last thing she wanted was to throw that away, but…

“I need more," she'd said, “I know we've been trying. I mean, it's been every night for the past couple weeks, but—"

“You want kittens," Bella said, her hands limp against her thighs.

Shara's fingers dug just that little bit deeper, her palm resting on Bella's knee. “Yeah," she said. “It's not your fault, honey, you're… the sweetest. Everything a girl could hope for, and I love you for it. But when it comes to… well…"

Bella pushed her hands deep into her lap, sitting rigid as a flagpole. All those nights she'd spent pumping herself into Shara, hand clasping hers as Bella huffed into her neck, moaning all sweet about just how much she loved Shara, just how good she felt around her knot…

“I found someone," she'd said, her eyes flashing even as her mouth dipped into that apologetic smile. “We've been talking, just a little. I told her about your little… problem, and she said she'd love to fill the role."

Bella couldn't fight the way she jolted, teeth biting into her lip like carpet tacks.

“That quick?" She asked, nerves as tight as her laugh. “I want you to feel good, I want you to have what you want, but… it's only been a week!"

“Better to start fast, right? Rip the bandaid off," Shara said, her tail rising and falling like a half-charmed snake. “It's just… we both want kids, right? You've been talking about how bad you want a litter."

“Yeah, I just… wanted to be the one to put the puppies in you."

“I know, honey." Bella tried not to see the pity in Shara's eyes. Yet she still opened her hand as Shara's found it, squeezing soft and gentle.

“We don't have to go too fast, but I remember you were a little excited at the thought, right?" Shara smiled, giving the dog a look. It drew a blush, Bella glancing away as she tried to hide it.

“That's what I thought," Shara said, her smile only growing. She pulled Bella in, leaning in to press a kiss against her girlfriend's lips before she turned her, easing Bella around so her back pressed into Shara's front.

“That's it," she said, her voice low and easy in Bella's ear. “Good girl, just… think about it."

Shara's hands wandered away from Bella's own, teasing through the softer fur of her arm. They left little trails, dragging through her pelt like wind through a canopy. It caught the light, softer white mixed with the darker, warmer fur beneath. Every touch of Shara's claws,claws veiled just enough that they didn't draw blood… they pulled a shiver from her, coaxed those hotter, heavier breaths like gossamer from her tongue.

“Shar," Bella said, voice soft. “That's unfair, you… know what you do to me."

“I do, puppy." That was it. That name, the smile behind Bella's ear. Tension eased from her, her tail already wagging to life despite a huff. “I want you to feel good, pup, and I know you love to see me enjoy myself…"

Shara's hands wandered along Bella's body, lifted the cotton of her shirt, slipped beneath just to tease along her ribs. Bella shivered, squirmed, but didn't pull away. No, she melted beneath the push of Shara's palms, the firm roll of her hand. Every push eased the heel of it against her, fingers teasing along the curve of her breast, stealing the ghost of a whine from Bella's lips as her breath came quicker, hotter.

“Just think," Shara said, nuzzling between Bella's ears as she felt her girlfriend arch her back just to push her chest into that touch. “You sitting right there, my favourite pup in the whole world, with the seat I've left just for you, just for you…" Ever onward those fingers teased, trailing a slow curve around Bella's nipple, the barest edge of Shara's claw kissing tender flesh. Bella gasped, sharp, only for her girlfriend's hand to push past.

It pushed down, slow and firm and hungry. Over her belly, down her navel, hemming the waistband of her panties. “Right there," Shara said, closing her eyes. “Leaning in, your hands fighting the urge to slip between your thighs, the urge to give in. You can see it though, the woman behind me, her hand tangled in my hair."

Down, always down, Shara's hand slipped beneath the waistband. Between the warmth of her groin and the heat of her thigh, she pushed her hand into that soft crevice just to feel Bella tense, fingertips brushing the pup's balls before she pulled back.

“She's grinning at you, laughing as she watches you struggle with yourself, already crumbling," Shara's other hand slipped over Bella's collarbone, fingers curling light around her neck. “It's silly, Bel, trying to fight. Isn't it? You want to feel good. You need to feel good, and… you want this, don't you?"

Did she? Anyone else would have felt their stomach knot, indignation hot in their chest. Yet when she reached for it, all Bella felt was that heat pooling between her thighs, simmering in her belly as every push of Shara's hand stole another breath. The tease of her girlfriend's fingers, the warm whisper in her ears… all Bella could feel was Shara's pull, the need Shara stoked in her with every tease and stroke.

“I do…" Words so faint, even Bella could barely hear.

“Then why fight?" Shara's fingers pushed and pulled, dragging through the thicker fur of Bella's groin with the rustle of her knuckles against polyester. “You just have to ask."

“Shar, please…" Bella clenched a hand, the other wrapped around Shara's wrist. It was all she could do, eyes squeezed tight, her hips jerking just once.

“Please what, puppy?" Bella could all but taste Shara's smile.

“Please touch me, I… I want to feel good. I want you to feel good."

“Good girl," Shara said, her voice as warm as honey. The only thing warmer was her palm, a shudder rolling through Bella as Shara wrapped it around the dog's cock. She drew her knees up, heels dragging against the bed, rolling her hips into each slow stroke. “That's all you had to say."

Shara rolled her wrist, the perfect sleeve for Bella's cock. “See, good girls get treats. You're so sweet for me, so gentle," Shara's laugh was light, silky as she breathed her girlfriend in. “Just think about it, you coming home from a long, hard day at work, your phone full of my moans," she squeezed Bella's length, hand sliding down to cup her knot, “me waiting in bed, welcoming you just like this, breathing in your ear about all the nasty, awful things another woman did to me…"

It was impossible to hide, that little shiver that rolled up Bella's arms, fur standing on end in a fluffy wave. “Shara, that… God, just hearing you like that…"

“I know," her smile teased against Bella's ear. And just like that, she slipped her hand away. Bella's hips chased it, her eyes snapping open, yet the accusation in her pout only met Shara's laugh.

“I've got a date today," Shara said, ruffling her pup's hair with one hand. “I want you all pent up when she introduces herself. Her name's—"

Raina. The name lit along her phone, the buzz jolting her out of her reverie. Her heart raced with the thought of what that one message might hide. And the fact that Shara had given her number away just like that? Bella dug her nails into the desk as she glanced over her shoulder.

A breath. She let it roll past her lips, hot and heavy as she checked to make double-sure her phone was muted. Then she thumbed it open.

Hey Puppy. Bella's shoulders jerked as if she'd been struck. Something twinged in her gut— shame, embarrassment, and… something else. Something hotter.

Told your girl I wanted to say hi and she just handed your details over, she always cute like that? Just wanted to let you know she's having a lot of fun.

There was an image just beneath, a selfie with Shara perched in Raina's lap. They were at some sort of diner, the edge of a veneered table just in frame. Half-finished food, two plates pushed together, the dregs of a coffee, crumpled napkins and messy silverware. Yet Bella's eyes were only on her girlfriend; she was throwing a peace sign, her smile wide as she relaxed back against a spotted arm— it was the first Bella had ever seen of the other woman, and…

It was like looking at her own opposite: Raina was a titan. The snow leopard's thigh sat like an industrial column bulging the seam of her shorts, her arm a steel bar draped and sculpted to fit Shara's shoulders. Abs like a washboard divided the rosettes of her fur, and just beyond Shara's fingertips… Bella swallowed. The edge of Raina's snout lingered just in frame, a grin that said everything.

Lil kitty tells me you two got up to some fun this morning. That sent heat through her cheeks. Bella knew that her girlfriend would be having her fun, but the fact that she'd spilled that intimate, vulnerable moment so quick and so easy only left Bella's nails digging into her desk, something hot and knotted in her gut.

Guess you didn't finish? Ain't that cute. Another image, Shara laughing. That wasn't where Bella's eyes lingered, though. No, Shara's back practically filled the frame, from the curve of her spine to the arch of her tail, that perfect ass of hers perked back.

And on it? Raina's hand.

Fingers like a cage dug into Shara's cheeks, pushing valleys into the leggings that clung to her hips. Raina wasn't shy about it either, not as she tugged Shara in— that smile lingered like a sickle, the kind of shit-eating grin that said “look what I've got."

And Bella couldn't do a thing about it.

No, she had to sit there with her face red and her phone clutched in her hand, thighs squeezed like a vice. She didn't even know how far away they were, Shara hadn't told her, and all she could do was sit in her cubicle hoping no one would see the red-faced beacon of her cheeks. It wasn't like she could find them, not like she could duck out half-way through the work day. No, she had to sit there. Had to wait. Had to watch.

I know how hard this is for you, cutie, so you're going to run along and send me a pic of your lil puppypecker.

Raina wanted a picture of her? And not just a pic, but proof that Bella was hard, proof that her own cuckolding had her drooling in her underwear.

She wouldn't, of course. She wasn't about to roll—

You're going to do that, or I'm going to fuck your girlfriend right here.

Bella felt the room lurch.

Right there. Right in the middle of the diner. Bella wanted to scoff, but… a girl like Raina? She'd make it happen. Who could stop her? All that muscle, all that strength pushing Shara over, forcing her shorts down and yanking her tail up…

You wouldn't want that, everyone staring? Everyone taking pictures, posting them allll over the internet so everyone knows you're a little cuck.

It was all Bella could do not to whimper. She brought her knuckle to her lip, biting down hard just to quiet herself. A quick glance over the edge of her cubicle proved that no one was watching. It was just her here, just her phone, just Raina and her girlfriend.

I mean, already gonna be awkward taking her for a date from now on, knowing I've already been there, that the staff'll be wondering why you're taking my girl for dinner.

The texts kept coming, and Bella couldn't help how she glanced towards the bathroom. Every picture Raina painted lingered behind her eyes, vignettes that played in technicolor with every blink. God, she was already tenting her skirt, already starting to leak pre, and with the restroom so near…

Just think, your boss finding out, your friends, family? Having to sit there in your little meetings, your little lunches, hell, even Christmas dinner just sweating in your seat while everyone glances at the two of you, all too aware of who that baby bump really belongs to.

The stall door banged open as Bella pushed her way in, halogen lights flickering as she rattled the lock shut. Plunger in the corner, toilet paper hanging from the dispenser, the dog-girl couldn't imagine a more fitting place for her degradation. No, she sat back against the toilet, barely getting the zipper of her pants down with her fingers shaking.

A tug of her underwear, and her cock flopped free, sweat and pre mixing as it escaped the heat of her thighs. It looked small, almost adorable framed on the screen of her camera.

The shutter clicked as she shuddered a breath.

Good girl. That's it, look at that little toy. Bella couldn't help the whine that rose in her throat as that text came back, especially not as the laughing emoji's scrolled up the screen. Holy shit, is that your knot?

If her face had been red before, it was cherry now.

It's like you're hiding a marble in your sheath! God, can't even wait to get it in, no wonder your girl's still begging for kittens.

Bella pushed both hands into her lap as if she could cover herself, but she'd already sent her shame right over for Raina to ridicule. It wasn't her fault she was already swelling, digging her heels into the tile— her over-excited body let her knot throb to life like an alley hound ready to rut the first thing it saw!

Wanna see what the real thing looks like?

It only took a minute before Bella's phone dinged, an image sliding up. On it, Raina's arm was jammed against the wall of a toilet stall, her shorts tugged down. A beast of a cock spilled out, pink and heavy, pre already beading, dripping from the tip. It would have hung down to her thigh if not for the small, furry brown hand that held it aloft. Just out of frame, Bella saw her girlfriend's shoulder sneaking into view.

Can't blame your girl now, huh? Puppies get a treat, but real girls get the whole bone. We know which one you are, cucky. Play with yours, puppy. It's what tiny toys are for.

Another picture. Shara's fingers beneath Raina's knot, two on either side of it as they struggled to wrap halfway. It was a beast in her palm, the kind of thing that spoke only of broken beds and spread thighs. Even in the picture Shara's hand looked tiny compared to it, her fingers teasing into Raina's sheath, the tips alone enough to bulge it out larger than Bella's knot.

It was all she could do not to imagine Raina's voice rumbling above Shara, her breath hot with every push and pull of those digits. The way it must feel, each pad and nail playing soft along that sensitive flesh, teasing through pre and sweat and—

Another ding. Another text. Another picture.

Shara's face half-blurred with some movement, a gasp maybe? But the focus of it was her hands, the way Raina's nuts draped between them, half hung in folds of fur and heat. Bella could all but feel the weight, the humidity of them as they dwarfed Shara's palms like melons swaddled in a pelt, brimming with the promise of ripped sheets and a swollen belly. It was everything Shara wanted and everything Bella couldn't give, and it should have left the puppy whimpering with the shame she felt, but every pound of her heart only left something else twisting in her gut, something else feeding the throb between her thighs.

Besides, I'm doing you a favor, aren't I? Shara's been tellin' me how busy you are at work, it's only fair I take her out for a nice date, isn't it? Just look how much she's enjoying herself.

Another pic, this one from behind. A grey-furred fist wrapped in the thick brown of Shara's hair, Shara forced to arch her back and press into the stall's wall. One eye open, the other half-lidded, her mouth open in a gasp or a moan or any hundred things that left Bella whining where she sat.

I want you to thank me, cuck.

The picture was cropped, too. Just the top of Shara's ass at the bottom, flattened that barest bit where it was jammed against Raina's hips. Bella could all but imagine it, all but feel the heat of the cramped space, Raina's breath in her ear. The smell of sex and stale bathroom air, the rasp of fur under her claws and the jerking, awkward shuffle of shoes on tile. Just from the picture it was impossible to tell if Raina was inside Shara, impossible to know if she was just playing, just teasing, or…

Bella sent the text before she could even consider, her lip a line between her teeth. Thank you.

Thank you, what? Use my fuckin' name.

It wasn't a text this time, it was a soundwave. Audio. A file that played short and tinny in the quiet of the bathroom without a care for anyone in the room, anyone who might hear Bella's gasp.

Thank you, Raina. Bella's hand shook, but there wasn't another text. Not as she sat there, the next minute an eternity as she stroked, pumped herself into her own hand like a mutt in heat. Every roll of her hips, every needy, restrained whimper just begging for someone to hear. She was only growing closer, only building to her peak, wishing she could hold back as her own humiliation egged her on, but…

Good girl. Hands off your toy.

Bella whimpered into her knuckle, smothering herself as she opened her palm with all the ease of an iron gate. It was all she could do to keep herself quiet as her hips twitched with a frustration so deep it coiled in her bones. Denied, left to throb and leak by the woman who'd stolen her girlfriend, and she'd just obeyed like a puppy— it left a pang in her chest as much as it forced a squirm into her, toes curling tight as she lolled her head back and whined.

We're heading back to your place. Don't get too excited thinkin' of how your bed'll smell when we're done.

Panting, Bella could only whine as she looked down at the mess of pre down her legs; it'd be a long, long second before she cleaned herself enough to make the walk back to her desk.

By the time Bella clocked out, she was a dripping mess. It was lucky that the cloth of her pants was so dark, the black fabric working miracles to hide the arousal already soaking through her crotch. Every second she'd spent at her desk had been another hellish moment she couldn't be with Shara, another gnawing minute she couldn't race back home and throw open the door and make sure…

Make sure of what? She already knew what was waiting. No, not just knew— she'd participated, all but encouraged another woman to grab her girlfriend by the hair and force her against the wall. Hell, she hadn't even protested, she'd done exactly what Raina wanted. God, she'd even let Raina call her a good girl, even thanked her for the chance.

That's why she chewed her lip now, turning the key in her car's ignition. The quicker she got home, the quicker she could talk this through with Shara and wash away the nervousness in her gut. Bella hadn't seen Raina do anything; it was all implication, another woman's head-games worming their way into her skull.

Exactly, just little lies and nasty teasing, the kind of thing Shara was doing to bait her, tease her, rile her up into actually giving her what she wanted. Bella huffed a laugh as she pulled into the driveway, glancing through the window to find the door shut just as tight as when she'd left it, only Shara's car in the drive. Good. Good, she thought as she stepped out of her car and made her way for the front step. This was all a fantasy, Shara just playing off what they'd talked about, and—

As soon as Bella stepped into the foyer, she could smell it.

A heavy, lingering thing, the kind of musk that clung to the air like a curtain. Bestial. Heady. The dull tinge of sweat mingling with that tingling, masculine pull. Like pepper in her nose, it brought heat to her cheeks, crawling up her neck with every beat of her heart.

In a second, the thought of a game was washed away. Every breath filled Bella's lungs with a scent that tugged her, guided her forward on clumsy, nervous feet. Up, it pulled, up the stairs it called her with each carpeted step. The banister felt too cold against her fingers, ridges of woodgrain catching her nails. All she could hear was the hiss of wood against skin, louder than her footfalls. Louder than the thud. Louder than the banging upstairs, the banging of something hard and rigid and loose.

Bella couldn't admit it, not as she swallowed. With every step it grew louder, the timing almost mechanical. As she rounded the corner of the stairs, she nearly stumbled, her shoe slipping on a pair of shorts that had been cast aside. A trail of clothing lead to the door of their bedroom— two shirts, two shirts, a skirt and shorts.

At the end of it? Their bedroom door ajar.

That's where the thumping came from, where the smell grew strongest. She'd be stupid not to know what awaited at the end, and yet still she staggered forward despite every crack and bang of the headboard. It seemed muffled in the musk that billowed from her bedroom, carrying with it the smack of something else, the gasps and grunts and moans that she couldn't admit to, couldn't listen to, couldn't—

Raina laughed as she caught Bella staring through the door, stealing a squeal from Shara with just a push of her hips.

“Ah, there's the little…nnnh…cuckpup," Raina grinned from atop the bed, the room a messy array of kicked-off sheets and loosely strewn toys. “Been a good girl and… hff… left your toy alone?"

Bella whimpered. Atop the bed, on all fours, Shara crouched with her ass lifted high and her head pushed down, mouth wide in a gasp. It wasn't hard to see why; Raina's cock gaped her, stretched her almost as wide as a soda can, the poor girl's pussy wrapped around it in a way Bella knew she'd never be able to.

“I didn't realize you two would… I mean, after the bar, I thought… You know, you two had gotten…" Bella fumbled with her shirt, playing with the hem as she desperately tried to drag her eyes to Raina's.

“Gotten our fill? Not by a longshot, pup. Your girl's been pent-up a long, long while— haven't you been taking care of her?" The last was almost a coo, Raina grabbing a fistful of Shara's hair. “Does that look like the face of a girl who's satisfied?"

“I—" Bella started, taking in the grin on Shara's face, the half-drunk look as she panted for breath.

“Don't answer," Raina cut her short, “not exactly fair when my knot's been kissing her ass the past hour. Shoulda seen her at the start though, hugged me tighter than a condom. Should thank you for keeping her like that, but we both know you weren't really trying.

“You came just in time, though, your girl needs a break." Raina blew a kiss at Shara who could only give a gasping laugh, right until the leopard dropped her back to the bed. Shara opened her mouth to say something, but Raina stopped her with a smack across her ass.

All Bella could do was watch. Sure she took a step forward, reached out her hand, but as she thought better? Pulled it to her chest? Raina's grin widened.

“Glad you're eager, cuckpuppy. I'm in desperate need of a sweatrag." Raina stretched as she said it, arching her back just to show off her abs, fur matted down in an oil-slick of sweat. Even now, Bella see the steam rising off her, the smell of sex and woman overpowering. It was the same smell that had pulled her here, the same scent that burned in her chest, the same smell that warmed her veins.

Bella bit her lip hard. Everything in front of her, every curve of Raina's bicep, every throb of her knot, it begged her to push her face into that fur, to dig herself right into the woman's body and let Raina smear her nose wherever she wanted. But… Bella knew what it meant. As her eyes flicked between Raina's body and her grin, Bella knew that if she crumbled now, if she caved, any argument she had against this would be gone.

Faltering, she took a step forward.

Raina lifted a brow, watching. “Don't make me ask twice."

It was too much. Bella couldn't help herself as she finally closed the distance, stumbling over her own feet just to catch herself on the bed. Yet with her nose only an inch away from the other girl's belly, rising and falling slow with every one of Raina's breaths, Bella gaped.

Raina helped her forward with a hand.

Pressed into that warm fur, that damp fur, Bella groaned out. “Mphhmm…" Her eyelids fluttered, she nuzzled deeper, let every pull of her lungs swallow another gulp of Raina's scent.

“I love my girls pathetic, not useless," Raina laughed above her, and Bella could feel it. “Put that tongue to work, pupmeat."

Raina's voice left Bella blushing hotter, her eyes squeezed shut, but she couldn't deny the tightness in her pants. She'd already come this far, hadn't she?

That's why she finally pushed forward and dragged her tongue through Raina's fur with a moan trembling on her tongue. “God, oh… oh God…" Bella managed, her voice a warbling, breathy moan. The taste, salt and animal, sent sparks through her. Every ridge of Raina's abs, every swell and dip caught her tongue, her lips dragging across Bella's front til she could have spit a topographic map.

“Eager little thing," Raina's voice was a purr, high and out of sight. “Pants off, mutt."

Bella fumbled for her belt, metal clinking as she unthreaded the buckle from leather. Each shimmy of her hips pushed her face deeper into the sweaty mess of Raina's fur, the heat enveloping her like a towel after a shower. Yet she slipped her pants off all the same, baring the black of her pelt with a rustle of cotton against fur.

“Holy shit," Raina said, sharp enough that Bella pulled back enough just to see her face. “It's even smaller in person!"

“That's… not fair," Bella said, her voice as muted as her blush, not that Raina cared. A hand like iron pulled Bella back in, buried her in the girl's abs only to drag her up, up through the damp mire beneath Raina's tit.

“Shhh," Raina cooed, smiling as Bella pushed her hands into Raina's front, her thigh, tried to right herself even as the stronger girl tugged Bella right up under her arm. “You've been huffin' away, mutt. Breathe. Relax. Enjoy your treat."

As if she needed an invitation. In the dark, there was nothing but the heat of Raina's body, the humid warmth of her pelt. The smell of her, the sheer presence of the woman… Bella lost herself with every huff, every heady pull of that scent into her lungs. Just the weight of the leopard's arm against her forehead, the squeeze of it had Bella melting, digging her own fingers deep into the woman's back.

Only a touch between Bella's thighs pulled her from her submission, squeaking out her surprise as she felt a smaller, warmer hand wrap around her knot! “God, I never realized how cute it was," Shara cooed, squeezing her girlfriend's knot just once. All Bella could do was tremble, huff out a shivering sound even as every breath pulled more of Raina's scent into her head.

“You don't even know how it was, Bel," Shara shifted, her fingers slipping up along Bella's shaft, “your cock's like a little side dish, an appetizer I've been having every night, and Raina…"

“Gave your girl her first real meal in years." Raina's laugh rumbled again, a flex of her arm squeezing Bella's face between her pit and bicep like a basketball. Yet between Bella's thighs? She felt the bigger woman's knot throb, felt it through her balls as they rested there, gentle and dainty atop the larger woman's cock.

Clearly Raina felt it too, because Bella gasped out as the larger woman's thumb pressed down against her sack, firm and easy as she teased it between Bella's nuts.

“Look at these precious things, no wonder you couldn't knock your kitten up," Raina said, Bella forced to whine into fur and dark. “They make better knotwarmers, don't they? Don't worry, cuck, now they're going to smell like me for days. You won't ever get your place confused again."

And like that, Raina lifted her arm, revealing the panting, wobbling mess she'd made of Bella. One push, and she toppled back, nearly squeaking as she hit the bed with a ripple through her belly and tits.

“Now, you've been such a good fluffer so far," Raina said, sharing a glance with Shara before that grin returned. “Lets see how good a ball-rag you make."

“I already… you want…" Bella tried to get her thoughts straight, but starved of breath as she was, she could only push weakly at Raina's thighs. The leopard's knees straddled her head, those heavy nuts resting against her forehead as a trickle of sweat soaked into the fur of her eyebrows.

Bella blinked it away before it could pool against her lashes, only getting a glimpse of Shara before she felt the feline crawling over her middle, arms on either side of Bella's hips, her thighs pinching her chest from either side.

Only too late did Bella realize what was happening.

“Guide me in, cuck," Raina said, obscured by the massive length of knotted cock laying across Bella's face.

Bella's voice cracked as she tried to speak, and just opening her mouth let the bestial taste of Raina's nuts wash over her tongue. She stopped trying, letting the other woman smother her with her balls as shaky fingers found that massive length of feline cock. From below, there was no mistaking the target, not as she helped line Raina's thrust, aided every tease of that tapered tip between her girlfriend's lips. Shara huffed a breath and Raina grunted, but all Bella could feel was the clench of those nuts as Raina shifted her hand and tugged Shara back.

Bella whimpered sweet as she watched another woman spread her girlfriend wide, only the peal of Shara's delight breaking the quiet, humid heat between them.

Every thrust dragged Raina's nuts across Bella's face, her nose digging into the cleft between them. Each pull back left that scent thick in her nostrils, sweat all but puddling across her face as it soaked her, stained her fur a shade darker. And Bella could only gasp for breath as the musky, salty tang of it leaked past her lips just in time for the next thrust to smack her in the muzzle, remind her of the heavy, eager weight hungry to lose itself in her girlfriend.

Raina's thighs did nothing to muffle Shara's moans as Raina drove herself into Bella's girlfriend, every slap of hip against ass ringing through the room! It was cruel, almost, how the only escape she had from the sight of her girlfriend's infidelity, the perfect view of her girlfriend's pussy stretched around Raina's cock, was when Raina's balls balanced on Bella's snout. The only thing crueler? The taste of Shara's arousal slick against the leopard's cock, each thrust letting it drip down Bella's snout.

Over and over Raina drilled forward, her grunts almost as loud as the shuffle of her knees against the bedsheets, the smack of her nuts against Bella's muzzle, her weight dimpling the bed beneath them. Every retreat, every withdrawal of that cock only dragged pre and slick back, that thick and musky lube spilling over Bella's face to the tune of Shara's delight!

Any time Bella opened her mouth, whenever she huffed a breath or gasped another, all she could taste was Raina's sweat, Shara's arousal, her own humiliation pressed against her lips with every throb of the bigger girl's knot. It wasn't something she could avoid, any turn of her head only making a canvas of her face, another clean bit of towel for Raina to defile.

And yet Raina was clearly riled up by their flirting earlier, her breath only growing more and more ragged with every passing second. Bella was just along for the ride, forced to watch and whimper, her mouth full of the taste of a woman better than she could ever be. It should have incensed her, should have stoked a rage in her gut, but as she gasped and found only her tongue against Raina's nut? She couldn't hope to have hidden how proud her cock stood.

“Kiss 'em," Raina grunted above her, nearly growling as she panted hot; Bella could feel it the leopard's thrusts coming quicker, heavier, filled with the need to claim. “Kiss 'em and thank me for fuckin' my kittens into your girl."

It was all Bella could do not to crumble then and there, but what dignity did she have left? Her pride was a sweaty rag crumpled up beneath Raina's balls, discarded and tossed behind her.

“Thank you," Bella gasped, her words soaked in perspiration. Every breath was a kiss, another caress of her lips as she held the woman's balls to her face despite each thrust, reveled in their heat, their weight. “Thank you for giving her what… what I couldn't…"

Bella knew she was only humiliating herself, giving into the powerplay Raina had forced, but even with the woman's nuts in her hands, Bella couldn't help how she dragged her face up to the base of Raina's cock. That knot bounced against her forehead, bashed against her cheek, and despite the hunger in Raina's voice, she let her hips rest for just a moment.

That was the chance Bella needed. Her thighs trembled, her toes curled, yet she opened her mouth wide just to feel the slick, hot flesh of a better woman's knot against her tongue. It was massive. Virile. Larger than Bella's fist. There wasn't a hope of fitting it in her mouth, but that didn't stop her from kissing along it's base, tracing every vein of it's slick, Shara-wetted surface with her tongue. It was what Raina needed, what she deserved. Bella knew it, felt it deep in her chest. This was her place.

And that was enough. Raina's hips crashed against Shara, each impact sending a ripple, a wave through the feline's cheeks. Even between her thighs, Bella heard Shara gasp, heard her squeal as that knot battered her, forced her pussy to stretch that barest bit more. Compared to the little cat, it was colossal, a monument to Raina's virility as the snow leopard growled above, dug her feet into the bed and ground that fat knot up and in.

Bella felt her girlfriend's thighs clench around her chest, watched as Shara dug her nails into the bed and squealed aloud. For the past three years she'd never had to contend with a knot like that, never had to struggle with a real woman's tie. And yet here she was, every breath a ragged gasp as Raina tried to jam it up with every jerk of her hips. All Shara could do was arch her back and cry aloud, her arousal drooling in thick drips down against Bella's face, splattered with each desperate, hungry spasm.

One last thrust, and Raina hunched over Shara, growling out as her nuts clenched tight. Weight lifted from Bella's face, only marking another humiliation; Shara groaned as she kept her tail lifted, let her girlfriend hear every last gasp as rope after rope spilled into her. It didn't stop, not for an eternity. A shift, and Bella could feel the throb and pulse of Raina's balls, the jerk of her cock as she bred Shara like it was her right. And it was. What puppy deserved a girl she couldn't even breed? No, it was better to lay here in the heat, the minutes, the hours passing as Raina's sweat dripped down Bella's forehead and her seed soaked the kitten's womb.

They lay like that, Bella trapped beneath the weight of the two, only heavy breaths and little purrs breaking the quiet.

“Good girl, good… fuckin' girl," Raina finally huffed, brushing the dampness of her hair from her face. A long, slow stretch, and then that grin.

“When I pull out, you're going to clean me with your throat, cuck," she said, her eyes half-lidded. “Then, if you ask all cute, I might just let you empty those little nuts between your feet."

It had to have been an hour, but it felt like eternity before light finally entered the darkness beneath Raina’s musk. Bella had marinated there all the while, listening only to the shift of the covers and the quiet moans of her partner. The smell of sex was unmistakable. Overpowering. Raina’s balls were hot against Bella’s forehead, draped perfectly over her eyes as if to tell her that there was nothing else, nothing in the world more fitting to see.

After all, Raina’s dominance was unmistakable.

The woman had just bred Bella’s girlfriend, stolen her away after only a dinner and a date. Sure Bella had been stuck at work fuming, protests fermenting on her tongue, but when she’d finally confronted the two… what could she have done? Raina was a force of nature, her body iron, muscles that could have split the pup in two, a body sculpted like marble. The rosettes of her fur were dotted, dark petals across the grey and cream of her pelt, a trail of discarded flowers that lead only to the perfection resting on Bella’s face.

That’s why the pup panted, why she squirmed so soft. Every now and then she heard a snicker from above her, a little grunt teased out by the helpless kiss she pushed against the back of Raina’s balls. It was pitiful. Pathetic. But how could she avoid it?

“Good mutt,” Raina cooed from above, her weight settled firm on Bella’s chest as she used the girl like a cushion. “Finding your place so easy. I’d call you a doormat, but you’re much better as a ballrag.”

Bella’s face flushed, but opening her mouth to protest only let her taste Raina’s sweat, the salt of her taint. It flooded her mouth, soaked into the space between her tongue and her teeth. Damp. Musky.

“Mn, think I’ve finally gone down enough,” she said, her thighs shifting where they pinched Bella’s chest. “If your girlfriend had stopped clenching an hour ago, we could have tried putting another kid in her by now.”

That sent a shudder through Bella, a little whimper warbling in her throat. “That’s not… You’re not actually giving her kittens, I… I still want to try. I need to try.”

“If you could give her pups, you wouldn’t be mumbling into my taint right now.” Raina laughed above her. “Besides, if your girlfriend wanted your lil puppy pecker rutting away, she wouldn’t have let me make a toy out of you. Gonna smell like me from now on, mutt, every other dog is gonna turn their head when you walk by. Isn’t that right, Shara?”

Raina’s hand cracked against Shara’s ass, the sound like a gunshot. Even Bella could feel the ripple of it, Shara yipping as her thigh jiggled against Bella’s face, calves clenching til they smooshed her cheeks. “Yes! You don’t know how long… God, how long we’ve been trying.” Shara panted as she said it, voice quiet where she’d pushed her face into a pillow. “Two years of this, two years of a puppy when I needed a hound.” Shara shuddered. “You don’t know what it’s like.”

“You’re right,” Raina said. “I don’t.”

With that, she jerked her hips. Once. Twice. Even for Raina, her knot starting to soften, it was lodged in Shara tighter than one pull could free. Not that Shara stayed still either, gasping and squealing as Raina threatened to readjust her insides all over again. Instead, Raina grit her teeth, dug both steely-gray hands into Shara’s cheeks and wrenched her hips back with a grunt and a growl!

Just one motion stole a yelp from Bella’s girlfriend, that thick knot popping out of her well-stretched pussy, a deluge of cum flooding from the feline in a thick, white wall. There was nowhere for it to go as Raina’s cock split it like a boulder in a waterfall, nowhere for it to go but down.

“Spllff!!” Bella spluttered, squeezing her eyes shut as thick seed soaked into her fur, drooled down her snout. Thick like oil, it reeked of sex and musk, rich and pungent as it coated her face and forehead. She squirmed where she was pinned under Raina, the woman’s balls dragged back til they rested on her throat and that knot balanced on Bella’s lips like a throbbing ball-gag.

“Mnn, that’s better make-up for you, pup,” Raina said, a purr in her voice. “Shame I can’t send you into the office like that. You’d be the talk of the town.”

Above Bella, light spilled across her face to match the hot wave of humiliation. She blinked, careful of the mess, only to find Raina’s silhouette framed against the ceiling, her grin like a sickle.

“Now, you wanted a chance to knock up your girl? Fine. Might let you get your sloppy seconds, I know puppies love it messy.” Raina shrugged, hands on her hips. “But if you don’t want your girl carrying a real woman’s kids for the next nine months, well…”

Raina ground her hips forward, the bottom of her cock pushing Bella’s nose up, her knot catching against the girl’s lip, tugging it til those little canines poked free. Yet Bella’s eyes followed Raina’s shaft even as she tried to pull her head back, the tapered tip pointing perfectly at the seed-slick mess that was her girlfriend’s cunt.

“Might wanna make sure yours have a chance.” Raina leaned in as she spoke, the grin never leaving her face as two fingers carefully lifted Bella’s fuzzy ear. Her voice was a coo. “Good girls use their tongue.”

Bella whimpered. It was the same choice— save her dignity, what little remained, or cave and take the chance Raina gave, no matter how humiliating it was. Above her, Shara’s pussy glistened in the light, slick with her own juices and dripping with Raina’s seed. Each thick drop of cum didn’t so much as splatter, but oozed against Bella’s forehead like seconds from a clock.

Drip.

All she had to do was lean up, push her face between Shara’s thighs and do what she’d done this entire time. Lick. Kiss. Swallow. Cum, sweat, her own pride— Raina had already pushed it all back down the puppy’s throat.

Drip.

“Come on Bella,” Shara cooed, swaying that perfect, shapely rear above Bella’s head. “Don’t you want to be a good girlfriend?”

Brown fur caught the light, each curve of her ass gleaming gold. Heart shaped, parted only by the spread of Shara’s thighs, it begged for Bella’s hands, begged for her to squeeze until her fingers dug valleys into those cheeks. Begged her to push her face between, to nuzzle up into that mess, to…

Drip.

It was more than Bella could take. Spread above her, Shara’s pussy leaked cum like a gash in a cliff, cum as white as ice drooling from her in one viscous wave. It called to her, pulled at Bella in a way she couldn’t explain, not as shame dripped down her spine in time to the blush rising past her neck.

Bella gave some little noise as she leaned up, propped her elbows back as much as Raina’s body allowed, pushed her nose up the messy trail dripping down Shara’s thigh and buried her tongue in the wet heat between them. Her tongue slipped deep with just a push, Shara’s pussy stretched out and relaxed in the way only a knot as fat as Raina’s could manage.

“Ghhnn…” Bella couldn’t help herself, not as she groaned. The salt of Raina’s sweat, the muskiness of her cum, that slightly sour treat of Shara’s juices… It mixed together, muddled into one sloppy treat that left Bella melting into the quiet submission that swaddled her. Well, not quiet. Slick, wet sounds of delight slobbered out of her mouth as she pushed her face deeper, dragged her tongue over Shara’s clit just to steal that shuddering little moan!

Bella glanced up as she heard Raina make a sound, throaty and wet. With her mouth against Shara’s pussy, her body all but pinned under the two, there was nowhere for her to go as Raina spat down, splattering Bella’s face with hot spit! “Sorry, cucky,” Raina said, her grin lacking any remorse. “You were already a mess and I had something in my teeth.” She leaned in. “Now thank me for the gift.”

“Thunnk yuhhh,” Bella groaned into her girlfriend’s well-bred pussy, her eyes squeezed shut as she felt Raina’s spit soaking into her fur. It cooled in the air, mixing with the cum already staining her face.

“Goood girl,” Raina laughed above her. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen a cuck that eager. You’re a natural pup, should have called it quits with that little thing years ago.”

Bella pinched her thighs together, and only proved Raina right. Just the tip of cock poked past the chubby thickness that swaddled it now, the grey fur only a backdrop for the adorable, ruby red pride jutting between. She pushed her hand into her lap, smothering it. And yet… she couldn’t help how she ground upwards, moaned into Shara’s pussy as Bella rubbed herself into her palm. It was pathetic. It was precious. It was exactly what a cuck would do.

“Mnnh…” Shara moaned out as she felt Bella’s tongue inside her, those pink walls quivering as Shara tried to clench. It was almost impossible after an hour of Raina’s knot resizing her, but that hardly mattered for instinct. Her body craved more. Hounded for it in the way only a girl who hadn’t been bred in years knew. Yet it let Bella scoop her tongue through, pull another mouthful of cum and juice and sex onto her tongue, swallow it down with the little bulge of her cheeks and swell of her throat.

Shara ground her hips down, moaned out soft as her clit pressed firm into her girlfriend’s nose, but Bella’s mouth was already a mess. Creamy-white, gleaming wet with spit and cum, there wasn’t any pretending. The slow, easy wag in her tail only proved her enjoyment.

“Ghhhn… Please, just…” Just what? More? Bella cut herself off before she could beg for it, her eyes squeezed tight. Yet she couldn’t help her little moans, the delight that pushed from her lungs and rolled off her tongue even as she tried to push her tongue all the way to Shara’s womb. It was impossible, but that didn’t stop her.

“Alright puppy, that’s enough fun.” Raina’s hand wrapped around Bella’s snout, pulling her out of Shara’s pussy with a little schlip! Bella’s tongue poked free, pink and slick, trapped between her teeth as that ironclad grip held her firm. It only made her look more like a pup with those wide eyes, a view that left Raina smirking.

“I was just telling your girl how rough it is having a sheath like mine,” Raina spoke, looking down at the surprised pup with that same, knowing grin. “It’s a pain to clean, ‘specially after breeding some cuck’s girl. A week sweating at the gym, all that cum tonight…”

She trailed off, keeping Bella’s eyes locked on hers even as Shara pulled away, moved with the flash of brown and tan fur. Yet Raina’s hand pulled Bella up, tugged her along until the girl was on her fours between the leopard’s thighs, muzzled like a dog with nothing but that heavy hand. Fingers like a steel cage kept hold of her, guided her until she was half-knelt, half-bent forward.

“That’s it,” Raina cooed, her voice too saccharine. She let go of Bellas mouth. “Good girl. Why don’t you show your girlfriend how it’s done?” Bella would have thought Raina was talking to her, but she was looking past her.

“You mean—” Mouth open, Bella didn’t have a chance to react as she felt hands on the back of her head.

Shara pushed Bella’s head down, letting the fat and fuzzy sheath between Raina’s thighs jam up against her lips. The smell of sex was unmistakable— rich and thick and pungent. All Bella felt was the fire beneath Raina’s fur, the heat that boiled up from her skin with every smear of her nose and cheeks against that dark, wet opening. Sweat. Musk. Her girlfriend’s pussy. All of it lingered there, a cocktail of humiliation that Shara and Raina both delighted in.

“Good girl,” Shara cooed, kissing the back of Bella’s head despite the puppy’s whines. “Show some appreciation, Raina’s helping you out. Doing what you never could.”

Bella opened her mouth, but that only played into their hands. Fingers curled in her hair as Shara leaned her weight in, pushed Bella’s lips against that sheath in a perfect seal. “Mnfff!” Bella squirmed, but it was past the point of resistance. She could taste it now, the salt of Raina’s skin, the thicker, bestial taste of her cum. It was familiar now, a flavour she’d dragged through Shara’s pussy only moments before, but where it had been trapped in the other woman’s sheath…

It flooded her mouth, a distillation of the other woman’s dominance. It lingered under her tongue, cum soaking into the cracks between her tastebuds. If she’d wanted to escape it, wanted to forget it, Shara pinched the thought between her fingers like a rogue tendril and pried it out of her skull.

“Don’t coddle her,” Raina grunted above, amusement in her smirk. “Listen, bitch, get your tongue in there. I want to feel your little cuck mouth worship a real girl’s cock.”

Bella’s eyes flicked to Raina’s, but she only found her grinning, that smile like a gash in stone. The rosettes of her thighs dimpled beneath Bella’s fingers, but there was no budging the woman, not with Shara holding her firm. Instead, Shara’s purring was thunder against her back, distant and easy. It was the accompaniment to her humiliation, a perfect reminder of the joy Bella couldn’t bring her girlfriend.

That’s why Bella screwed up her face, closed her eyes tight and furrowed her brow. That’s why she curled her toes tight and drew her knees up as much as she could. That’s why she caved. Why she broke. Why she dug her tongue into that sheath as if she could burrow in, tap into a masculinity she never knew.

Soft and pink and hot, that muscle curled inside, scooped up the sweat, the musk, the cum and swallowed. “Ghhhnnn…” Bella groaned, her cheeks aflame, but any little struggle met only the weight of her girlfriend’s body. “Hnnnh….”

Bella’s eyelids fluttered, but the tension slowly bled from her, the resistance fleeing with every little bob of her chin. She worked her mouth into the velvet soft skin of Raina’s sheath, kissed it like a lover. It was more intimate than oral, more debasing— she was a cleaner, a polisher, the crew who came after the fun had finished. An afterthought.

“I knew you’d be good,” Shara whispered in her ear, “just think, honey, how proud you’ll be when you’ve finally got a kit in your arms. Well, our kitten, but you helped too.”

Bella whimpered, but she couldn’t help the thickness between her thighs. It was nothing compared to Raina’s, barely enough to fill out Bella’s own hand, but it was her body’s betrayal all the same. Something in her twisted, roiled with a delight she shouldn’t have felt. The red of her humiliation entwined with something needful, something eager, something that fell into place like a ribbon in the wind. It was a gentler thing than the knots in her shoulders, a lighter submission that calmed the little pinpricks in her spine.

She let her lips part as Raina’s length stiffened to every beat of her heart, pushing slow and firm over that soft tongue until it too filled Bella’s mouth. Bella swore she could taste the crimson of it, an angry colour that quenched itself in the pink of her mouth. The wet of her spit was the oil it needed, a hiss she heard all in her mind as inch after inch of hot flesh and hunger bulged her cheeks out slow.

“God, I knew you’d make a good sleeve, pup,” Raina leaned back, her chest rising and falling the breath of a beast. “Ever since that pudgy ass walked through the door. Must be good with that tongue, dunno why your girl would have stuck around otherwise.”

Bella shuddered out a breath, only pushing drool down her chin as Raina kept her quiet in the most demeaning way she could. There was no speaking, no arguing. There was only Shara’s breath in her ear, those little coos and squees as quiet as wind through chimes. There was only the taste of sweat and cum, Shara’s juices still wet and slick on Raina’s skin. It might have felt like power to clean that away, take it from Raina’s body, but she knew she’d only be fooling herself— this was an interlude, a pause between violations.

Raina would have more, take more. There was no keeping her from Bella’s girlfriend, and the thought made something twist in Bella’s gut until her cock throbbed between her thighs.

“As cute as it was to watch you work out your intimacy issues with your tongue, you can’t forget to thank the girl who’s helping you,” Raina said, leaning back as her length throbbed to life on the cuck’s tongue. “Work your mouth, pup. Up and down. Girl like you should have bruises on your knees already, I’m sure. Certainly not working that little thing on any girls.”

Bella knew Raina was looking at her cock, that throbbing spire of petite puppy meat. It shouldn’t have gotten to her, not after all this time, but… it did. Bella curled her toes and clenched her fists, huffed out some little sound, but it did nothing to keep Raina from laughing.

“Come on pup, stop barking and start sucking. Your mouth is so much better, you just proved it.” Raina’s hands were firm as they took Bella by the ears, but the tug wasn’t painful. Instead, Bella resisted for just a moment. It was what the vestige of her pride demanded, some token struggle, some way to pretend she wasn’t just rolling over and performing a new trick. And then…

“Ghhuuhn..” Bella couldn’t help the groan she gave as Raina pushed deeper, bulged out her cheeks. Thick, slick with cum, that fresh flavour blossomed in her mouth even as she heard Raina grunt above her. Bella squeezed an eye shut, Raina’s cock dragging over the roof of her mouth as she wedged it in, and yet the warmth of it, the gentle throb…

There was no helping the little shiver that rolled through Bella, not as she slowly inched herself forward, used Raina’s light grip to bob softly down that fat length and back. No more than a palm width, but it was enough that she felt Raina’s hand tighten, felt her tense.

That’s how Raina used her, pumping herself down the girl’s gullet with slow and easy rolls of her hips. Shara helped, guiding Bella down, using her like a toy for her new lover just to pry those softer, rumbling groans from the other’s lips.

Minutes passed. Eternities. The sloppy-wet sound of Bella’s gags, her humiliated whines all dripping with Raina’s cum and her own spit. She scrunched up her face, curled her hands into fists, but it didn’t help pry the cock out of her mouth. Instead, she could only gag and splutter every time Raina’s dick tried to punch the back of her throat. It was the price she paid to hear the sweetness in Shara’s voice every time her eyelids fluttered.

“Come here, Shar,” Raina curled a finger as she pushed the heel of her other hand into Bella’s forehead. It kept her from going any further, stopped on the end of Raina’s cock as Bella felt the bed dimple under Shara’s weight. Another push, and Raina wrenched her cock free.

Above Bella, Shara turned, settling herself down in Raina’s lap while facing her girlfriend. She snugged her back up against the bigger feline’s front, that fat and knotted cock poking up between her thighs.

“I didn’t want you getting too lonely,” Raina said, smiling into Shara’s neck. In an instant, it was like Bella didn’t exist, only the two of them sharing each other’s attention. “I know it’s hard for you two to be apart.” Raina’s cock throbbed as she said it, stealing a laugh from Shara.

And all the while Bella was forced to watch, between Raina’s feet as the leopard’s hands wandered over Shara’s body. They trailed up her sides, left Shara shivering out sweet little noises as she laughed and smiled, her eyes closed with her forehead touched to Raina’s. They were the perfect picture of lovers, the perfect picture of intimacy, and they took up most of Bella’s bed.

Yet the puppy knew better than to speak by now, she just had to kneel there and wait with Raina’s cum smeared over her face. Sure she whined, sure she made those impotent little noises, but wasn’t that what a pet was for? And that’s what she was— entertainment. The thought danced in her mind, sent sparks scattering through her belly, and only stirred her blush as that little cock of hers drooled pre into her lap.

It was an embarrassing revelation, how it made her knot swell to watch Raina’s fingers dig into Shara’s tit, steal that gasp from her lips. It was a humiliating arousal that had Bella push her hands into her lap as Raina lifted her girlfriend up, helped her drag the tip of that fat length of leopard meat up and beneath her. It was a desperate need that finally stole a moan from Bella’s lips to match her girlfriend’s, gravity doing all the work in making Shara shiver, make her gasp as Raina’s length spread her pussy wide.

There was no view like it, no other sight to steal Bella’s attention. In the cloud of musk, the close intimacy of the bedroom, Bella drank in the way that shudder rolled through Shara’s body as Raina stole her again. Every vein and bump of that crimson dick seemed to pluck at Shara’s lips, wet and glistening folds stretched around a cock fatter than a soda can. Shara writhed in Raina’s lap, dragged fingers and claws up the woman’s thighs, but Raina only laughed.

“C’mon kitty, you should be used to it now. Stretched you out better than your cuck ever could, even let her warm you up,” Raina glanced Bella’s way, but it was only to wink at her. She settled her chin on Shara’s shoulder, closing her eyes as she took a breath. Then, she opened them. “So sweet of you two to have this little idea right when your girlfriend hit her heat. I’d thank you if I wasn’t doing you a favour.”

Bella’s eyes widened. Raina’s brow furrowed, then she cackled. “You didn’t know? God, that’s a treat! No wonder your lil puppy pecker wouldn’t take, couldn’t even knock your girl up at the top of her cycle. Don’t worry,” her lips grazed Shara’s throat, “I’ll do what you never could.”

Then her teeth were in Shara’s neck.

Shara squealed out a sound, her hands drawn up in front of her. Yet she only curled her toes tight, dragged her heels against the covers as she clenched. It was like nothing Bella had seen, nothing she’d ever been able to give, and that twisted behind her bellybutton like a knife. Never had she been able to give Shara this, not in all their years of dating. It was more than just her impotence, more than not being able to deliver a pup— she could never have matched Raina, never have given Shara exactly what she needed.

It took a long, long moment before Shara finally opened her eyes. Breath heaved from her body, Raina’s fingers digging into a doughy tit as if she alone could keep the air in Shara’s lungs. Yet she settled all the same. Slowly. Gradually. That grin lingering on her face as a laugh shuddered out of her. “God, Raina…” Shara’s eyes slid off of Bella like water on glass, turning instead to find Raina’s as Shara cupped her head with an arm behind her. “No one else makes me feel like this.”

Then their lips met. Not a chaste kiss, not a peck, but a lingering and hungry embrace. It was another thing wrenched away from Bella, another intimacy she’d never get back. Only she was supposed to share it with her girlfriend, the needful and loving way she found the softness of Shara’s lips. And instead Raina’s eyes slid open just to grin at Bella, leer at her like a cat with the cream. And then they closed, lost only in the quiet, wet embrace of Shara’s body.

“Hahhhf…” Bella shuddered, bent forward just to push her hand into the bed. There should have been horror inside her, she should have found some hidden rage. Instead she felt only desire, only a need to look on, to take in the betrayal of her relationship. Raina’s cock bulged out Shara’s belly, spread her wider than Bella had ever seen, and Bella felt only a heat between her thighs as she watched Raina fill a void. She made Bella small, made her into nothing but a yapping little puppy, and something about it cracked a wall in her head.

It was the second thing Shara saw when she finally broke the kiss, turning her gaze from Raina to find her girlfriend’s hand around her cock. “Oh, that won’t do puppy. A dogs doesn’t get to fuck her fist,” she said, laughing as she settled against her new lover’s chest. “I’ve got a better treat for my mutt.”

It took a willpower Bella almost didn’t have, another shudder rolling through her, but she let go of her cock with only a thin trail of pre binding her fingers together. It felt as though steam should be rising from her, the air cold against the tongues of flame licking up her thighs. Nothing inspired it in her, a black lust fed only by the shame Shara ladled on her. Bella whined, but she was past the point of fighting it.

That’s why she moaned out as Shara’s foot found her cock, toes teasing gentle along her length. “God, you’re such a good puppy,” Shara laughed as she watched Bella shiver, “a much better puppy than a girlfriend.”

Pre shot against Shara’s heel with that, but she was already pinching Bella’s cock against her other foot. The balls of her feet were firm but welcoming, forming a tunnel that had been all but sculpted for Bella’s length. As if to prove it, Shara stretched, pushed her feet into Bella’s lap just to let her feel that tender skin slide along her. “Babe…” Bella moaned, but Shara shushed her.

“This is what dogs deserve,” she said, her voice gentle. “Real women like Raina get to feel my pussy, get to nut inside. This is where yours belongs, puppy. Isn’t that special? You get to cum between my toes, and know that anything you don’t clean up will make a mess on the floor, right where it should be.”

Bella whimpered as she said it, but she still bucked her hips forward. It was as if the fantasy pulled her in, called her forward, and it only made Shara and Raina laugh. “See? Told you she’d love it,” Shara said, head turned to Raina.

“I just didn’t think she’d be pathetic enough to try and knot your toes,” Raina said, and Bella could only whine as her knot throbbed against Shara’s feet. She couldn’t help it. After so long without any stimulation, devoid of any touch, her body craved the feeling of her girlfriend, even if she was fucking the lowliest part of her. Red hot shame flooded through her head, but it only heightened the delight between her thighs, buoyed it to the top of her humiliation as she felt Shara shift.

“C’mon, lets get you something better than your little cuck,” Raina said, nuzzling up against Shara’s neck just to steal a moan from her smile. With muscles like cords of steel, Raina lifted Shara like a doll. Languid and easy, she pulled Shara up, pried the shock from her lungs as her eyes snapped wide, and tugged her up that length with all the haste of a glacier.

Shara’s feet dragged back along Bella’s cock, stealing a shiver and a whine. Yet it was the sight of her girlfriend’s bliss that really made Bella shudder, that perfect delight that she’d never been able to bring. As if she knew Shara by heart, Bella watched Raina drop Shara as her breath caught, guiding her fall to hit each and every sweet spot inside her. With a sound like crystal breaking, a squeak escaped the pretty feline as Raina hilted her again, spread her lips against the fat bulb of her knot just to roll her hips and bounce her back up!

Bella watched Raina work like a machine, muscle rolling beneath her pelt in waves of gray, the rosettes of her fur flotsam tossed by the tide. She enjoyed Shara like a toy, dragged her up and down like nothing but a silicone sleeve, and yet laughed with every little gasp, every little squeak she pried out of Bella’s girlfriend.

And all Bella had were Shara’s soles.

A spasm, and the push of Shara’s foot snapped Bella out of her blushing reverie. There was still that roil of need inside the puppy, however pitiful it might have been. Tentative fingers wrapped around Shara’s ankles, held them firm as Raina made a toy out of her, but Shara didn’t chastise her. Instead, she allowed Bella to pull her soles into her lap, letting her dog thrust and roll her hips forward. Every slap of Bella’s hips was silent compared to Raina’s, every pat of her balls quiet against the bed as Raina’s drove little squeals from Shara instead. There was no comparing to her, Bella nothing but a puppy with the scraps as Raina grunted out her conquest.

Yet Bella felt electricity in her gut even as sweat burned across her brow— pent-up, hypersensitive, even the humiliation of fucking Shara’s feet was enough to pique the tension in her gut. It was the clench of pleasure, of a girl ready to blow, and Bella fought it with gritted teeth. “Ghhhnnn…” She groaned out, spit drooling down her lip, only to hear Raina laugh.

“That really gets you worked up? Fucking my girl’s feet?” Raina’s brows were lifted, her breath as hot as her teeth were sharp. “That’s why you’re cuck, pup, and I’m the one giving your girl a kid.”

If Bella had been able to hold back the tide before, Raina’s words were the rogue wave that knocked her ship asunder. She drowned in the shame pooling in her skull, fell deep into the swirl of humiliation as it kicked up the sinful delight that had been bursting in her veins. Her little cock lurched between Shara’s toes, her knot flaring wide as all the blood in her brain rushed to where it was needed more; if Bella had ever been one to think, she wouldn’t have ever ended up here.

“Good puppy!” Shara gasped, laughed aloud as she felt the hot and runny streak of Bella’s cum against her feet. Rope after rope of puppy cum splattered between her toes as Bella hunched forward, shoulders tense and breath heaving, tugging her girlfriend’s feet deep into her lap. She fucked Shara’s feet with every roll of her hips, left her cum dripping pitifully to the sheets, but there was no better rush. Pink pleasure dripped through her mind as she let go of Shara’s ankles and pushed her hands into the bed, chest rolling with every breath, panting on her fours like nothing but a dog.

That was all Shara needed as she pulled her feet back from under Bella just to push them up into her face, drive her back, force her to sit on her heels with her own cum smeared in her fur. Bella squeaked out a sound, her messy puppy prick jutting between her thighs, but the taste of her own cum leaked across her lips.

“Clean up your mess, puppy,” Shara laughed, only for Raina to drive the breath from her body with another thrust. Drunk on her own orgasm, intoxicated in her embarrassment, Bella didn’t pretend at dignity. Instead, she dragged her tongue between Shara’s toes, pulled them into her face just to let her girlfriend use her fur like a rag.

“Can’t believe you couldn’t smell it,” Shara said, shuddering out a groan as Raina bucked into her. “It’s like you were… made to kiss my feet. My cute little foot-humper of a girlfriend, glad I… have a woman who can do what you can’t.”

Bella whimpered out a sound, but there was no pretending at pride. This was what she was for, the clean-up crew to her own debasement, the afterthought to their fun. Nothing had made her as hard, nothing had made her cum so quickly, and it was all she could do to wrap her lips around Shara’s toe and suck.

“Puppy’s a little… freak, huh?” Raina grunted, her body coiled like a spring.

“You think she wasn’t?” Shara said, eyelids fluttering as she felt Raina’s balls clench, heard the climax in her voice. “Why else would she come crawling in?”

Bella knew she was just giving them what they wanted, helping to lay the path to her own fall, but something inside her longed for it. It came out with every push of her face into her girlfriend’s soles, every drag of cum through cheeks. She swallowed and kissed and swallowed again, trying with every press of her lips to make up for her shame. And with every press, she only reinforced it.

She didn’t know why Shara gasped, her world was only Shara’s feet. She didn’t know why she fell forward, why her face ended up pressed against Raina’s nuts. Instead, she only heard her girlfriend squeal, only watched the iron in Raina’s thighs tense and creak as she jolted herself up, ground herself into the woman who was now hers.

That fat, gleaming bulb of a knot battered upwards, pressed into the tightness of Shara’s body. It was like watching someone cram a christmas ornament into a balloon— Shara stretched, she trembled, she welcomed Raina. Bella had the front row seat, nestled deep in the musky, sweaty pillow of Raina’s thigh. She watched Shara tremble, heard her cry out as orgasm wracked her once more. She felt Raina’s balls clench against her lips, felt the growl that rolled through her like a storm.

She felt Raina breed her girlfriend once more, felt the deep and lasting claim as if it was a part of her. It was impossible to ignore, nestled into the sweaty fur and flesh of Raina’s nuts. There was only the clench of the other woman’s balls against her face, the way they dragged over Bella’s nose with each slow grind of Raina’s hips. A hand wrapped around Bella’s wrist even as she lost herself in that musky pelt, muffling the squeak that escaped her as Raina dragged her hand up to Shara’s belly.

There, she could feel the thickness of the leopard’s knot pulsing there, throbbing with each beat of her heart. It sent a tremble through Bella as she pictured it swelling with every gush of seed, all but able to feel that cum taking root, breeding her girlfriend with each of Raina’s grunts.

Bella would have thought it the final humiliation, the seal of her fate, if she hadn’t felt Raina’s hand tighten in her hair. “Don’t pass out yet, puppy,” Raina growled from above, her sweat dripping onto Bella’s face. “Shara says you’ve been a good girl, and I’ve got one last treat for you.”

Shot after shot, rope after rope, Raina pumped thick and heavy seed into her girlfriend with every groan, every dig of her fingers, every throb of her knot. And Bella could only watch the bulge in her girlfriend’s belly, the afterimage of Raina’s knot, and knew it was just a prelude to the next nine months.