Neverending Nightmare

It had been a few weeks since Jonas had last even left the house besides occasionally poking his head out into the backyard, though the beagle had even stopped doing that quite soon after the lockdown rolled over the entire city, since it only reminded the pup of everything that he was missing. The only contact he had with his friends was through a chat, but words on a screen or even a cold image wasn't the same as actually seeing his friends, having much the same effect on him as the small slice of outdoors that the boy could see from his backyard: only serving as a constant highlight of everything that he couldn't do while under lockdown. Of course, the isolation of the quarantine was only made that much worse by the utterly soul crushing tragedy of the pup's mother's passing right at the beginning of it, leaving both him and his father as little more than soulless husks as they shambled around the house. Without his mother, the place seemed so empty and quiet, while simultaneously making the cub dread the walls caving in on him as being shut in for so long made the house feel claustrophobic, memories of Madison seeming to linger around every single corner, each breaking Jonas' spirit even further. Because of the pandemic, the canine family, or what was left of it, didn't even have any concrete idea of when they'd be able to bury Maddie and say their final goodbyes to her, with her funeral pushed back an unspecified amount of time, leaving the two males wandering in a limbo without any clue whether they could send her off in a few weeks or a few months from now. While Jonas mostly dealt with the combination of loss and turmoil by shutting in and becoming more withdrawn, the young beagle's father dealt with it by diving even deeper into alcoholism, numbing his mind with beer after beer to dull the hammering guilt and sorrow in his head, the reality of the situation hurting him much worse than the hangovers whenever the cozy haze of drunkenness was starting to wear off. Spending most of his days just sitting on the sofa and downing bottles of beer down his muzzle, Alec let the house around him deteriorate as well, empty bottles and boxes of frozen dinners littering the living room tables, a few bags of trash shoved into one corner, waiting to be taken out. The man quickly devolved into simply wandering around the house in nothing but a pair of stinking and stained underwear, showering maybe twice a week on a particularly good streak, reeking of alcohol and sweat. 

Having gone to bed early in the evening, out of boredom and unwillingness to watch his dad getting more and more drunk as the man tended to get towards the end of the afternoon, Jonas tossed and turned in his bed, yet to enjoy a good and restful sleep ever since the pandemic had started. Since he was retreating into bed so early, the boy had a habit of waking up in the middle of the night, something he dreaded almost as much as the nightmares that would often hound him, as the dead of the night would usually bring about bitter memories of the happy times, increasing the unbearable weight on his chest as he had to confront that it was all gone, that nothing would ever be quite the same as it had been. Snapping awake just past midnight, Jonas gave a groggy groan as he rubbed his eyes, peering at the clock before rolling onto his other side, closing his eyes and trying to hurry back to sleep before the crushing dread caught up with him. Unable to escape in time, the cub thought back to how up to just a few years ago he still used to crawl into his parents' bed when he couldn't sleep, snuggling up against his mom and always immediately falling asleep as she cradled him in her warm embrace, tears beginning to form in his eyes as he realised he wouldn't ever feel her touch again, that he didn't even remember the very last time he'd touched her soft fur, since she was taken from him so unexpectedly. Sitting up and wiping off the tears, fighting to hold back the unbearable sadness, the beagle quickly pushed himself out of bed and up to his feet, thinking that maybe a glass of water would help his parched throat and get him back to sleep, trying to distract himself from the awful thoughts that fogged his mind. Sneaking towards his bedroom door, dressed only in his pyjamas, trying to walk quietly so as not to disturb his dad if the man had passed out already, Jonas slowly pushed the door open and stepped out into the cold hallway beyond, glancing towards the direction of his parents' bedroom, or his dad's bedroom now. The pup wasn't expecting to see Alec asleep in the bed however, it had been quite a few days since he'd actually made it all the way to the bedroom before passing out, usually spending most of his nights, and his mornings, splayed out on the living room sofa instead. Finding no sign of his dad, Jonas snuck towards the stairwell, getting to the topmost step when he suddenly began hearing something odd echoing across the quiet house, perking his ears as he cocked his head. The odd noise sounded like panting, or maybe moaning, coming from somewhere downstairs, the fur on the back of the boy's neck standing on end as he took a single tentative step down the steps, feeling anxious about what he might find down there, his instincts telling him that it was a bad idea even if he had no concrete clue about what it might've been. 

One step at a time, the young boy descended downwards, only the faint grunting ringing in his ears, squinting in the dark as he hopped off the stairs. Following the moans, Jonas snuck towards the living room, illuminated only by the cold glow of the TV, paused in the middle of some show, showing a doberman woman topless. Sitting in front of the television was Alec, one arm tossed over the backrest of the sofa while the other was rapidly moving up and down on his lap, a string of drool running down the side of his muzzle as he stared at the screen, his lower half out of view and his back turned towards the door. Standing at the doorway, peering into the living room, Jonas had no idea what his father was doing, the stink of beer lingering heavy in the air as he carefully inched closer, worried that the man was in some sort of trouble, calling out for the older beagle just as he stepped around the sofa, 
"D… dad?" 
Alec turned his head and the two canines stared at one another for what felt like an eternity, the adult's stained boxers pulled down to his thighs and his cock in his hands, a glisten on the shaft from all of the precum he'd smeared along the length while jerking off, his heavy balls resting on the sofa. While Jonas was just shocked, the thoroughly drunk Alec's face scrolled through a series of emotions in the span of just a second, starting from annoyance at having been interrupted in the middle of his first time getting off in a week, and quickly turning towards something much more sinister as he let out a slurred groan, keeping his fist clenched around the base of his thick cock, 
"Jo… Jonas… c'mere~" 
Lurching forwards, the man grabbed Jonas' hand, tugging him to sit down next to his half-naked dad as his face went red, his eyes quickly dropping to the floor to not stare at the disgusting sight in front of him, his nose stung by an off-putting mixture of sweat and alcohol. Eyeing up his son, so drunk and pent up that he wasn't thinking straight, Alec laid his free hand on the young beagle's thigh, rubbing at the shivering cub's leg while Jonas tried to shuffle away from him, his fingers clamping down on the pup's knee stopping the attempt at getting away as he huffed with a grin, 
"S… she was so p… pretty…" 
Licking his lips as a thick strand of pre slowly drooled from his tip, the man stared at his son like a piece of meat while he panted, terrifying the cub even further, 
"Didn't ev… even gimme a chance to fuck her one last time bef… fore leaving, the bitch! But… I guess ssshe… she knew you're just as pretty~" 

Feeling more and more uncomfortable, his dad's heavy panting burrowing into his ears as the adult's thick cock twitched, Jonas tried to squirm away but was kept on the sofa by the hand gripping his leg. Pinching the boy's pyjama pants, Alec slowly began to pull the pair down when the cub had finally had enough, trying to stand up and push him away with a panicked gasp. Jonas turned to leave, hoping to disappear into his room and just forget about everything that had just happened, when the man lunged out with an angry grunt and grabbed his shirt, yanking him back into Alec's grasp, 
"I ain't done with you!" 
Stumbling onto the floor right in front of the sitting beagle, Jonas began to beg and plead as a hand tightened around his neck, tears flowing down his cheeks as a scared expression washed over his face, 
"Dad, let me go! Don't! Dad!" 
Ignoring his pleading, the cub's father grabbed onto his head with both hands, shoving his face directly into Alec's crotch, the man's dick resting against his muzzle while his nose was buried in his dad's ballsack, scrambling and crying as he tried to pull away. The heavy musk of the other male made every breath unpleasant, and Alec's cock up close appeared downright giant to the young boy, looking almost as big as his forearm as it throbbed and towered right over him, the drunken man's malicious eyes leering down at him. 

Trying not to choke on the stink of the man, Jonas squirmed around and tried to pull his head away from his dad, sobbing as the overly horny male slipped a thumb underneath his lips, prying his muzzle open and bringing his open mouth over the leaky tip. Without mercy, Alec slammed the boy's maw down over his girth, his loud grunts overpowering the tiny dog's gagging and choking as his thick shaft slid right down the back of Jonas' throat, the cock pinning his tongue down as he frantically slammed his hands against the much bigger male, having no effect. Unable to breathe, his muzzle held open wide as the thick slab of meat burrowed down his gullet, the cub's heart beat faster and faster, feeling his dad's dick throbbing in his throat as he strained to take a gasp of air, jets of precum spraying down into his belly, coating his mouth with an unpleasant, overly salty taste to match the musk rubbing into his fur. The panicking beagle began to worry that he might die right there, in the dark and stinking living room, choking to death on his own father's cock, unable to even beg for his life let alone actually do anything to make the man stop as his lungs screamed for air. Just as his vision was starting to tunnel, growing more dim with every heartbeat, Alec loosened the grip on his muzzle slightly, letting him pull back and take a deep breath, the tip still remaining on his tongue as he quickly gasped before breaking down into loud sobs and cries.

Jonas' respite didn't last for long however, with his dad bucking down into his throat just a few seconds later, letting his strained chokes work over the thick cock as the bigger canine leaned back with a heavy moan, pressing his son's snout against his crotch fluff harder, 
"Yeah… fuck… you're just as good as your mother~!" 
The muzzlefuck continued in the same vein for what felt like an eternity, with the grunting man letting Jonas take a quick breath every now and then, before plunging right back in again, continuing the torture as the boy slowly turned from panicked flailing to defeated squirming, trying to save his energy as his dad's moans grew more intense, as did the volume of pre draining down his gullet. After letting his dick soak in his cub's throat for some time, Alec was finally close enough, pulling back slightly and wrapping a few fingers around the base of his slick shaft, jerking off to finish himself while still mostly hilted in Jonas, bucking forward with a heavy groan as he came. The cock in his throat twitched hard enough to make the puppy flinch, his hands holding onto his dad's knees as suddenly a flood of cum gushed down his belly, spurting out of his nose and dribbling from his mouth, almost making him puke as he trembled, flying back off of the rock hard dick the second Alec let go of him. Jonas flopped back onto the floor, coughing up as much of the cum he could, gagging as he curled up into a ball, his father's musk sticking onto his fur. Satisfied, Alec simply huffed and snapped his underwear back up, watching the cowering cub for a few minutes before stumbling up to his feet, staggering off into the kitchen to get some more beer, allowing Jonas to quickly scurry off and hide in his room, his muffled crying continuing until the early hours of the morning. 

The boy stayed cooped up in his room, curled up on his bed in a fetal position, through the night and the following day, barely moving a muscle even as the sunshine began to poke through his closed curtains, ignoring the blinking notification on his laptop as his long distance school classes began and ended. With the fur on his chin drenched in cum, a few stray ropes smattered across his face and chest, his pyjamas ruffled from the struggling he'd done, the cub had to endure his father's musk as he drifted in and out of consciousness, sobbing whenever he was awake, passing out every now and then from both the mental and physical exhaustion. Only towards the evening did Jonas finally begin to stir from his trauma induced hibernation, poking his head out from under the blanket, carefully stretching his legs and arms, his throat still sore from the abuse he'd taken yesterday. The cub's cheeks were stained with dried tears, his fur messy and matted as he slowly sat up, his hands shaking slightly as he fiddled with his fingers, staring down at the floor. The pup had slowly progressed from panic and terror to pure numbness through the night, as if he'd spent all of his emotions on the trauma of being molested, leaving him with absolutely nothing. Jonas knew that this was most likely just temporary, a single step in the process of dealing with everything that had happened to him, but that might've been the worst part: he knew that the unbearable terror, the mind shattering anguish, and the utter confusion of having his life flipped upside down in a matter of a few weeks would return sooner or later, and the boy would've preferred that he simply stay numb for the rest of his life. After sitting around for a few minutes, listening to the eerie quiet of the outside, as if all signs of life had died and decayed, Jonas stood up and walked over to his laptop, opening it up to see several messages from his friends, worried about him since he'd just disappeared and not joined the virtual classes that day. The beagle quickly typed up an excuse about just being sick with a stomach bug, and that he might be away from his laptop the next day as well, before logging off again, grabbing a towel to go wash off the stink of his father from his fur. 

The boy stayed upstairs, cooped up in his bedroom, for another day before hunger finally drove him to step out, feeling dread as he snuck down the stairs, coming face to face with his father again. Alec was in his usual spot, lounging on the sofa with a bottle in his hand, seemingly entirely uncaring about the his son's state after the abuse he inflicted on the boy, though he seemed to also be even more drunk than before, an empty bottle of whiskey laying on the coffee table right next to the man. Jonas quickly snatched a snack from the kitchen and disappeared back into his room, hoping that maybe he could just entirely forget about what had happened to him, that the rape had  been nothing except some sort of a momentary lapse in his father's judgement, and wouldn't ever happen again, letting him simply bury the memory and move on with his life. Unfortunately for the boy, he was very wrong, and he learned that only a few days later, the worst way he could. Just as Jonas was starting to trust his dad a little bit more again, coming out of his room for a bite to eat a bit more frequently, the puppy stepped downstairs to see Alec standing at the foot of the stairs, completely drunk, the same ravenous look in his eyes as the night he'd first molested his son, a large lump on the front of his stained boxers. Jonas stared at the hungrily growling man for a split second before quickly turning around to run back to his room, barely getting a terrified squeal out of his mouth before the adult was already on top of him, pinning him face down against the steps while moaning into his ear, 
"Daddy needs some love again~" 

With one hand clamping his muzzle closed and the other grabbing the back of his pyjama pants, Jonas' dad yanked the screaming cub's pants down to his ankles, groping at his rear while panting and drooling over him, pressing him down against the stairs. With no hope of being able to crawl out from under the weight of a full grown man, the pup squealed as he felt his father's huge erection grinding against his bare backside, tears bursting from his eyes as the adult pushed the underwear down, letting the thick cock flop down onto his ass cheeks. Thrashing as hard as he could, desperately trying to break free from the hold, Jonas only grew increasingly panicked as Alec spit out a glob of saliva onto the shaft, smearing it around before pressing the tip between the boy's soft mounds, his eyes clenched shut and his entire body trembling in terror as he tried to brace for what was about to happen. Nothing could've prepared Jonas for the rape however, a searing pain making his ears ring as his dad thrust inside of him, his vision going blurry as he howled against the hand cupping his maw, tears pouring from his eyes as he twisted and contorted, his virginal tailhole pulled open by the man's huge girth. Ploughing into the cub, only pushing harder the more the tight hole clenched and tried to stop him in his tracks, Alec grunted like a wild hog, grunting as he pinned his son between himself and the stairs, every single buck accompanied by another shrill scream from the young beagle, muffled by his hand. The drunk male rutting him made Jonas feel like he was going to be split in two, nearly passing out from the pain of having his asshole stretched out with absolutely no preparation and very little lube, feeling a bulge moving around in his belly as Alec tried to work in the few final inches of the lengthy pole. Already worked up from the handiwork he'd done beforehand, the man was almost completely hilted in his son when a final round of twitching and clenching made him lose his concentration, causing him to explode in moans as his dick likewise began to violently erupt, a flood of cum bursting into the little pup's tailhole as his balls tensed up. Feeling the hot seed cascading into his bowels, an increasing pressure growing in his rear with every shot of the thick cream, Jonas wriggled around, sniffling until his dad finally began to pull out of him. Popping his cock out, the man watched as huge globs of his cum poured out of the abused hole, letting go of the cub as Jonas immediately scrambled to get away, having to crawl on all fours in utter agony since his legs refused to carry him, his knees bruised and the fur on his flank soaked in disgusting sperm. Having to pull himself all the way to the bathroom, the pup quickly locked the door, thankful that his dad didn't follow him as he broke down in hopeless sobs, crying on the cold floor until his legs could finally carry him over to the shower, needing to wash off Alec's stink from his fur. 

Another week went by in what simultaneously felt like a blur and a plodding stroll, with Jonas locked inside the four walls of his home, a place that used to signify warmth and happiness to the cub just a month ago, now transformed into his own hellish prison. What memories remained of the good times, of his happy family, of his loving mother and father, of his many adventures with his friends, were stripped away, leaving the young beagle utterly hopeless. The abuse from Alec continued, and only worsened, with the bouts of drunken molestation growing increasingly frequent with every passing day, until the boy couldn't even spent a single evening in the blissful loneliness of his room without his father barging in, forcing him to take the man's thick member in his throat if he was lucky, or in his tailhole if he was unlucky, and fortune often didn't favour the helpless pup. By now, Jonas had resigned to spend just about every single moment hiding in his room, fearful of coming across his dad if he stepped out, shedding pounds as he only snuck out to eat when certain that the man had passed out, shrinking the house he was trapped inside of to just a singular room. Alec didn't much appreciate the boy's attempts at hiding out however, growing angry at Jonas, whether because it reminded the man of the abuse he continued to inflict on the cub or because of the shattering loneliness, the puppy couldn't tell. Alec's annoyance led him to sever most of what little connections the boy still had to the outside world, taking away Jonas' laptop and phone, only allowing the little canine to have access to them when necessary for his classes, forcing him to come out of his room and ask his father's, his abuser's, permission every single time, turning the tiniest bit of respite from the torment into yet another source of immense anxiousness. 

Alec wasn't always drunk however, the first few hours of his days spent wallowing in an agonising hangover, though even in his clearer state of mind he still continued to torture his son, though now with a different set of methods and motives. The man hated the abuse he was doling out to his child just as much as Jonas did, finding himself despicable, the thought that his drunk self would go so far as to molest his son tearing him up inside. He couldn't stop the drinking however, as that was his only way of escaping from the hell of his reality, forcing him to stand aside and watch as he broke down what little happiness still remained in his household. After a few weeks of strict lockdowns, a few weeks of abuse and humiliation, the government was finally allowing a slight bit of breathing room, letting small groups gather outside at certain hours. Jonas found out about the easing of the restrictions through one of his friends, with Hailey quickly shooting him a message after class right before he logged off, asking him to come hang out with her and Caleb, since they hadn't seen him in so long. The first bit of hope since his mother's death lit a singular spark of joy in the puppy's chest, almost getting a small smile out of him as he stepped out of his room to bring back his laptop to his father, noticing that Alec was thankfully not yet drunk. Handing the computer over, the boy stood sheepishly in front of the man for a few seconds, gathering up the courage, 
"Dad… can I… go out with Hailey and Caleb?" 
Alec didn't want to say no, but he couldn't let go of his son, couldn't risk the cub also dying. The boy needed to stay home, with him, there was no way he could let go of his own child, 
"No." 
"But… dad! I d-" 
"I said no, it's not safe!" 
Quickly turning away as the last bit of joy was extinguished from him, tears running down his cheeks, the boy ran into his room and slammed the door closed, sobbing uncontrollably as he sat down and curled up into a ball. 

Completely devoid of hope, Jonas resigned to simply laying in bed and waiting for the inevitable rapes, only occasionally getting up to eat and go on his virtual lessons, a look of pure misery in his eyes from the moment he awakened every day to the moment he passed out in the evening, usually drenched in his father's seed. With the days blurring together, the cub once more found himself sitting in front of his laptop in his room, leaning on his hand as he waited for the virtual class to begin, dressed in only a t-shirt and a pair of briefs, all of his other clothes waiting to be washed after being splattered with cum. A small light flicked on next to his webcam, his miserable expression appearing in the grid of other students, right next to his friends. Keeping himself muted, Jonas noticed how uncomfortable Hailey and Caleb looked at seeing him in such a mood, the young cheetah seemingly trying to come up with something to try to say to her crush before she was stopped as the teacher logged on, clearing his throat, 
"Alright everyone, we'll start off with checking our homework that was due for today, I'll be calling out a number at random for every question, and that student will be giving the whole class the answer. Let's start with problem A, where we have to figure out the area of a triangle, when…"
Glancing over at his maths notebook, Jonas did his best to follow along as the teacher and the other students droned on, finding it difficult to stay focused. The pup snapped to attention at the sound of his drunken dad stumbling up the stairs, his heart picking up as he heard the heavy footsteps shambling closer and closer, praying that the man was just stomping over to sleep in a bed for the first time in a few days. Alec seemed to have something else in mind however, grabbing onto the handle of the boy's bedroom door just as Jonas dove for the webcam, covering it up with his hand and quickly navigating his mouse to turn it off as the half-naked canine stepped in. Alec scratched his belly as he huffed and walked towards his son, his dick throbbing in his staines boxers, leaving the front of them translucent with the precum that had already soaked through, his lusty eyes focused on the cub's ass as Jonas turned around with a fearful look and a blush, holding up a hand,
"D… dad, please, not now… please!" 
Glancing over at the lineup of little kids and a teacher on the computer screen, Alec just grinned and licked his lips, sliding his underwear down and letting his dick flop out. 

Jonas let out a whimper as his dad grabbed onto his hips, lifting him up for a moment and taking a seat in his chair, sitting him down on the man's lap, the quivering girth poking up through his thighs. The pup's father groped and fondled him as he grimaced and tried to ignore it, focusing on the class as the adult's hand wandered down the back of his shorts, a finger pressing against his tailhole while he desperately tried to ignore it. Jerking off while fingering his son with the other hand, Alec moaned against the back of the cub's neck, sweating as he pulled the boy's shorts down, lifting Jonas up and slipping his tip between the ass cheeks as the pup trembled. The younger dog tried to keep it together as his dad thrust into him, biting his tongue as he grunted in pain, his hands shaking as he gripped the side of his desk, knocking down his pens as the man bucked balls deep in his tailhole. At the worst possible time, Jonas heard his name being called out from his laptop, his eyes going wide in panic as his teacher repeated, 
"Jonas, you there? Problem C2, young man."
The beagle glanced behind him, seeing that his dad had no intentions of stopping, only panting while fucking his asshole, forcing him to grit his teeth as he reached forwards to unmute himself, just barely holding back cries and pained groans as he flipped the page on his notebook, 
"Y… yeah… p… problem C2 is… it's…" 
Struggling to see through the tears, Jonas wiped at his eyes as he noticed some of his classmates smirking and rolling their eyes, annoyed at him for holding up the class as his teacher sighed, 
"Did you do your homework, Jonas?" 
"I did… I just… I…" 
Sighing again, the teacher began to explain how to solve the equation, as the boy quickly muted himself as he began to sob, bouncing up and down on his father's lap, feeling pre trickling down his taint as he cried, humiliated and embarrassed. 

Enduring his dad's pounding, the little beagle flopped around, grunting in agony until Alec finally finished in him, spraying a huge load in his tailhole as he screamed in pain, his legs kicking around. Satisfied, the man just lifted the boy off of his lap, unplugging his girth from the puppy's abused and gaped hole, letting cum drool down as he stood up and snapped his boxers back up, staggering out of the room to go get another beer. Left kneeling on the ground, his tailhole burning with pain, Jonas held himself up against his desk as he wept, having to wait a few minutes until the pain had subsided enough for him to stand up. The boy slammed his laptop closed without bothering to even check back in on his class, limping to bed as he pulled his underwear up, feeling his dad's cum seeping into the pair as he sniffled and curled up under his covers, wishing that his life would just return to normal.