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Warning: Rough and rapey
Call this part 2 of my very sporadic come back. Another piece written with a sudden spice of inspiration while working on other things, grammar in some places is a little wonky cause I couldn't be fucked to do a full proof reading. Either way though, hope you get some kind of kick out of it. Now I'm off to keep playing rimworld and thinking of story Ideas that i'll probably never write~!","writing":"Debt can be such a massive pain in the ass to deal with. Intoxicated by the thought of finally having money to spend, it’s so incredibly easy to overdo things and end up in the hole for more than you’d like. Even worse is when that debt isn’t owned by a bank or institution, where the worst that can happen is a drop to your credit score, many angry letters and emails. \n\nUnfortunately for Iselle, she found herself in debt to someone far more unsavory. All it took was talking to the wrong person on a night out and all of a sudden she was a grand deep in the red with no real way to pay it off. It’d take her at least a month or two to save up that much and that would be with selling much of her possessions. Even more unfortunately, she didn’t have nearly so long. Under the influence as she was and wanting to impress those around her, she’d made the deal to repay them in under a week. Which was just about to draw to a close and she hadn’t gotten close to a third of the necessary funds to pay them back.\n\nWhich is what led into her current predicament, she’d made an extremely fearful call to her loan shark and shared the news. Anything but excited about what was going to come of it, only he didn’t seem particularly upset by it. Perhaps a little annoyed, but he’d made an offer right back to her that she could trade her body to discharge the debt. It made her feel absolutely disgusted to be considering such an arrangement, but the numbers in her bank account certainly didn’t lie and if nothing else. The man hadn’t been ugly by any means, in a normal situation she may have even been willing to do it with him of her own accord but she was less than eager when it was that or having everything stolen from her apartment. \n\nThe feline had tried to get herself at least partially done up at the behest of her canine loan shark. She wasn’t going to be going all out, putting on her best clothes and trying her hardest but the last thing she wanted was to go through all the trouble of working up the courage to go to his place only to be turned away and left right back at square one. So to that effect she’d done her makeup tastefully, a bit of mascara and eyeliner, and a few perks of blush here and there to better define her face. While her lips were painted with a whorish bright shade of neon blue at his behest, the sort of colour that didn’t go with an outfit and instead was only there to leave evidence behind. If anything though that gave Iselle something of a good feeling, giving oral wouldn’t necessarily be fun but it would be much nicer than having to lay on his bed getting it up her ass. \n\nHer dress was far less exciting, just an orange sundress with a knee length skirt off the end and black lace panties underneath. Not something eye-catching, but she wouldn’t mind if it happened to get ruined for one reason or another which made it the perfect candidate for this “date” she was having. \n\nAll those affairs in order, the poor feline quickly found herself staring down the door of a large house. Looking as if it were custom built for a giant, which the loan shark may as well have been next to her: Stout cat that she is. She also heard the tell tale bark of large dogs all around her, as if the neighborhood was absolutely full of them. Which wouldn’t have surprised her much given the sizes of all the houses, she could only imagine that they all had massive yards for such beefy hounds to peel around in. What did surprise her was the fact she was thinking about the dogs barking around her when she was about to be going into a loan sharks house for sex. The things a brain will jump at to avoid thinking about the negative, giving a half hearted chuckle at her observation she finally mustered up the nerve to knock on the door. Making sure to take a nice steadying breath as she did so. \n\nFor one long heartbeat there was nothing in return and Iselle let her breath come out in a shudder, her resolve fading away with nervous tension quickly coming to take its place in her mind. Thankfully it didn’t have long to take root as the visage of a giant, bulky canine appeared from the now opened front door. A towering behemoth of muscle, a few piercings visible and a slight frown across his muzzle. The very picture of an intimidating man and she was barely chest height with him. The feline suddenly had fond memories of him sitting down the last time they met and thought she was much more comfortable with that and for the first time, she was genuinely entertaining thoughts of just letting her stuff get taken away. It was impossible not to feel a new wave of nervousness and fear at the idea of what the bulge in the canines pants might look like out in the open. \n\n“Guess you’re looking good enough, come on, don’t got all day” The wall of muscular canine spoke up with a deep booming voice as he started shuffling Iselle inside, who was currently too stunned to speak up about anything. Instead she was content to try keeping her eyes down and following along, feeling as if she was more or less trapped in this situation now. Especially with the door closing behind her and her loan shark not far behind. \n\nIselle kept walking as prodded on by the canine, who seemed to be able to tell whenever she was planning to start asking questions or trying to break her own tension by talking and quickly silenced her with a noisy grunt. As they were stepping through, the feline took to checking out the rooms they passed through all well and comfortably furnished. Not to mention sparkling clean and polished, as if he had someone taking care of it just this morning. \n\nFinally though, she got to take in the room they’d be staying in, which contrary to her thoughts wasn’t a bedroom, in fact it was a fairly sparse spare room and while there was a bed… The main focus of the room was what looked like a breeding rack setup in the center of the room. It was a few sturdily put together boards that rose a few feet off the ground, she’d be able to kneel on a cushion and lean forward to rest her breasts against another cushion. Leaving her rear end partially exposed but the main focus would obviously be her mouth. The issue was, the rack looked far too short for the hulking beast of an old canine to make use of, let alone if he was planning to get between her legs. Her mouth was certainly in a good enough position for someone a bit taller than an average guy but that didn’t seem to do anyone much good. \n\nThe feline had just started to formulate her questions, getting the first decibels of them out before she was getting grabbed, none too gently but nowhere near as hard as the man could. Her questions lost in something like a squeak, then she suddenly had something being fitted into her mouth. Absolutely getting taken by surprise and while she wanted to struggle, the rippling muscle in the man’s arms and the low rumble in his throat were enough to dissuade her from doing so, which meant she got to sit patiently as a wide ring gag was installed into her mouth. Her rough tongue forced to dangle from her maw while the rest of it was wide open and leaking spit. Now she couldn’t even ask the questions she wanted too! \n\nThe next step for her was to get put onto her knees, thankfully that cushion underneath was luxuriously comfortable. Feeling like it was made of silk and stuffed with only the softest of clouds, it was enough to distract her from the bulky canine making his way around her, putting other measures in place to secure her to the rack. In the blink of an eye her thighs were strapped to her calves which themselves were done up tight with the rack itself, firmly locking her in place and just in time to stop her from giving a real struggle against the man’s well built muscles as he manhandled her arms at the wrist to bring them down into the right position. Namely behind her back and lashed together at her wrists, pushed forward to off set her center of gravity and her plush breasts were squished against the cushion in front of her!\n\nIselle wasn’t content to just sit back and let him keep messing around without a word and even though she was gagging and pretty well tied down she still gave what little struggles she could. The balance of fear and discomfort finally tipping for her as she tried to squirm out, offering many a noisy grunt from her gagged mouth, a few attempts at poorly formed words along with it but safe to say she wasn’t doing a whole lot aside from wearing herself out. Though she did finally stop when the booming voice of the canine cut through the room to pierce her ears. “ Stop squirming around so much, you’re fine.” Was all he bothered to grumble out at her as he made the finishing adjustments to the rack.\n\nHis plans for her were still totally opaque at the moment but the feline couldn’t help but run through some of the worst possible ideas in her head before having to deliberately try to turn her brain in other directions. Something the man unintentionally helped her out with as a loud, piercing whistle sounded out from him, a shrill little tune that could likely be heard halfway down the block if one was paying attention to it. \n\nJust like that though, confusion was blooming where there had just been misplaced fear. She heard an inconsistent clacking a short distance away, could hear what sounded like panting and the deep creak of the floorboards. The exact kind of groan that came from something heavy pressing down on it. All of that building up to admit a truly gargantuan feral hound to the room, with a deep rust coloured coat and enough meat to be mistaken for a small bear instead of a dog. It was hard to deny he was a handsome dog, even for a feline such as herself but that didn’t quite answer why he was called in here…\n\nAs if intentionally swapping places, once the oversized beast of a mutt was in the room and sniffing around. Her loan shark was stepping away without even bothering to look back at her, as if he had a million better things to be doing than dealing with the girl he brought here specifically to pound.\n\nIselle’s attention was snapped back in front of her as the mutt started getting closer and sniffing around at her, paying extra attention to the ring gag crammed into her mouth. Which is just about when she really noticed that she was about as tall as the dog was and that let her guess his actual height. Which was intimidating to say the least, easily the largest feral she’d ever seen in her entire life. She’d find out that was the case in more ways than one. The discovery process started as an incredibly potent scent started rising into her nose. A potent, heady spice that seemed to burn all the way down and almost make her feel dizzy, not a negative smell per say but absolutely too strong for her feline nose especially with more hints too it rising through and increasing the potency.\n\nThat’s when she spotted it and felt a cold sweat run down her back. Poking out underneath the rust coloured boy was a red rocket of biblical proportions, something that would look more at home on a horse than even a dog of his size. Plenty of large angry veins along the intimidating girth and the entire thing was lazily pulsing as it dribbled thick off white pre in meaty globs to the floor, throwing off that impossible to ignore musk with increasing fury. Even his oversized nuts were softly throbbing in anticipation, furred grapefruits eager to let off some of the weight packed away inside of them. Iselle couldn’t believe her eyes, the shock of it hiding an underlying fear of something so obscenely massive.\n\nSuddenly though her fear was doubling, tripling and quadrupling in an instant as everything crashed into place for her. The reason the mutt was in here to begin with, why she had a ring gag in, why she was tied down as she was and why the rack was the perfect height for the monstrous mutt to mount. Her eyes sank to pin pricks and she was furiously trying to break free of her restraints but they were air tight, even with her hands free she doubted she could free herself from the leg bindings and trying to hold herself away from the front cushion for more than a few seconds was agony on her lower back. \n\nAll the excitement seemed to signal to the mutt that it was breeding time though, the rust coloured beast letting out a few good grumbles as his body hefted up. Making the breeding rack groan under their combined weight, even if the mutt made up the vast majority of it and Iselle was met face to face with that bright red bitch breaker and her mouth felt dry as it possibly could but that was alleviated with an errant rope of pre from the mutt which coated her tongue in mind bending flavours, a few more errants spurts starting it on the path to going down her throat. The poor feline already felt like gagging and she couldn’t hope to over power the gag to deny entry to the beast. Forced to stay still as he slowly found his way to the warm heat of her mouth, taking a good few moments to pelt her tongue with more thick pre before starting to really press forward. Slowly at first, like he was trying to savor the sensations around him, enjoying the way her tongue recoiled at being touched by his cock. The overwhelming salty, musky flavour was absolutely unbearable and it was never ending. \n\nThe poor feline was just starting to cope with what was going on, the potent taste assaulting her taste buds and her brain in equal measure. She hadn’t thought it was possible for a taste to do such a thing, but that vile canine prick was managing to do so. The only saving grace of the whole ordeal was the dog taking it slowly, obviously well trained for this sort of torture and even if it was humiliating and disgusting. She could manage this, even if just barely… The mutt wasn’t actually waiting around to drag things out though, he was just getting a feel for the pussy he’d been presented with. He was very familiar with the kind he was currently feeling around in, but it didn’t hurt to be certain and just like that, as if that massive hound could read her mind his hips were surging forward roughly. Finding the entrance to her throat and beyond a well lubed tunnel of spit and pre which was just perfect for him, the sudden frantic gagging and clenching of her throat a nice boost to his arousal as he poured more and more pre down her throat. Heavy nuts bouncing powerfully while his cock flexed down her throat.\n\nThe mutt wasn’t keen on giving her any time to grow accustomed to the treatment or to get any sort of break from it, his hips drew back just as quickly as they slammed in only to start the loop over again, letting out a deeply pleased growl every time he felt a properly sharp gag around his dick and his thrusts quickly began searching for more of them. Eagerly spearing down the felines throat with wild abandon, his cock could just barely fit, that sleeve being stretched to its absolute limits by his girth but to the hound that just made the entire experience all the more enjoyable, further expanding his desire to breed the tight clenching cunt he was trying to hilt.\n\nIselle could barely find the time to curse her decision to come here with all the sensations and pains wracking her mind and body at once. The taste of musky dog dick was omnipresent and never ending, her taste buds already thoroughly burnt out from the obscenely potent taste but the worst of it was constantly gagging around that fat prick, trying desperately to push the intruder out using the muscles of her throat but all it was doing was giving the mutt an even more enjoyable time plowing her throat but she couldn’t stop it. Tears were flowing freely from her eyes to ruin the makeup she’d put on and the few times she was brave enough to open her eyes she could see it smeared above the mutts sheath where his crotch met her face with every thrust. All along his red rocket was the bright blue lipstick she was wearing in perfect rings. A perfect marker to show that she’d barely taken more than half of that beastly dick down her throat and he was pushing for more. \n\nWhich the horny mutt took with gusto, putting some real force behind his hips to explore deeper down her throat, making her neck bulge obscenely before it disappeared even lower into her. Finally getting in far enough that his heavy cum tanks could slap against the feline's chin and into her neck. Soon enough the only thing that was outside of her maw more often than not was his obscenely scary breeding bulb, which was already starting to near max size. Adding even more girth onto his monster. There wasn’t any more build up to be had, no more extra length to insert until he was ready to blow his load which meant he got to focus entirely on plowing that sweet cat cunt. A heavy, mean growl sounding out from the mutt as his claws dug grooves into the top of the rack and with a sudden burst of speed, Iselle was subjected to a true canine breeding effort. Lightning quick, bone jarring thrusts delivered with a subtle wiggling of his hips just to entire he got to feel a new area with his tip every time. As if he were stirring up a pussy, clearly the hound was a generous lover wanting his bitches to cum as hard as he did, not that Iselle would be able to manage that the first time. \n\nThe feline was losing track of time by the second, each eager thrust of the dogs hips making her brain rattle and it was already plenty delicate from the hounds potent scent but the most pressing issue facing her was the growing burning in her lungs, her face steadily growing more red as time passed. She hadn’t even gotten the slightest whiff of air since he’d started really going at it and he didn’t seem intent to stop anytime soon. Iselle swore she could feel hours passing with the hound hammering away at her face, the big mutt always pulling back to the very edge of where she’d be able to get air before slamming back in, tricking her oxygen starved body into clenching muscles even tighter around his shaft as she desperately trying to suck in air. Happily choking her just to get another ounce of pleasure out of her.\n\nIt couldn’t go on forever though and as the minutes dragged on Iselle felt feverish and frantic at the lack of air, the mutt had easily lasted longer than any man she’d been with multiple times over and he was still pounding his hips forward. By now the feline’s face would be going blue, a deathly glow across her cheeks, tears still leaking from her blood shot eyes as they started rolling back. She really couldn’t last much longer and the mutt only seemed to notice when the muscles milking his dick got a little less powerful and desperate. Slowly being resigned to their fate.\n\nWith that the mutt knew it was time and he was just about ready to blow a load anyway. He let out a proud snarl, his claws going towards her body to find better purchase after ripping free from the woof, digging into her dress and into her fur he threw his hips with feral ferocity. Just desperate to get his knot situated in time. Which he’d just managed to do after a particularly brutal shove that made her jaw audibly creak to accept the bitch breaker.\n\nJust like that the mutt was turning himself around as his swollen nuts started pulsing and bouncing in delight, before he was even properly turned Iselle would feel the first of many ropes draining into her belly. Thick puppy batter spilling like wild by the time he’d gotten a leg hefted up on the rack and was practically shoving his ass into the cats face. If she weren’t so oxygen deprived, she may have even been able to notice part of her future on the mutt., neon green kiss marks all around and on his pucker and there would be blue joining it soon enough. \n\nEven more time dragging on and the feline was damn near entirely broken, her eyes finally starting to flutter. The burning in her chest reduced to nothing but a dull ache that seemed to be lulling her to sleep, she could barely even feel the buckets of seed filling up her belly. Sense of taste gone under the hounds brutal oral assault. Just about to slip into blissful unconsciousness before suddenly she was unplugged, the mutt finished draining his nuts just in time to tug out of her throat. Letting her suck in a deep breath before launching into a coughing fit, cum and spittle hacked out onto the mutts package which was still dangling in front of her face. He had something else to do and he hadn’t taken his leg down yet for a reason.\n\nWhile Iselle was still struggling, she couldn’t stop the mutt from wiggling around and getting his half hard dripping cock into position, pressing it back into her mouth with ease. Pushing just far enough that his tip was poking at the back of her throat without going down it. Then with a huff of decompression the hound started emptying his bladder, an acrid golden spray like a firehose. His cock placed perfectly to ensure she had to swallow every drop lest she choke on it instead and like the rest of him, the mutt's bladder was truly massive, taking ages to finish making her guzzle. Only letting some splash into her mouth for good measure before finally he was pulling himself away and having a self satisfied stretch and letting the feline retch and whimper around her treatment.\n\nThen, out of no where her loanshark was back, his voice echoing out from the door with an amused edge too it “ That’s 50$ bucks, have fun making the full grand”\n\n\nThe end.\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Debt can be such a massive pain in the ass to deal with. Intoxicated by the thought of finally having money to spend, it’s so incredibly easy to overdo things and end up in the hole for more than you’d like. Even worse is when that debt isn’t owned by a bank or institution, where the worst that can happen is a drop to your credit score, many angry letters and emails.
Unfortunately for Iselle, she found herself in debt to someone far more unsavory. All it took was talking to the wrong person on a night out and all of a sudden she was a grand deep in the red with no real way to pay it off. It’d take her at least a month or two to save up that much and that would be with selling much of her possessions. Even more unfortunately, she didn’t have nearly so long. Under the influence as she was and wanting to impress those around her, she’d made the deal to repay them in under a week. Which was just about to draw to a close and she hadn’t gotten close to a third of the necessary funds to pay them back.
Which is what led into her current predicament, she’d made an extremely fearful call to her loan shark and shared the news. Anything but excited about what was going to come of it, only he didn’t seem particularly upset by it. Perhaps a little annoyed, but he’d made an offer right back to her that she could trade her body to discharge the debt. It made her feel absolutely disgusted to be considering such an arrangement, but the numbers in her bank account certainly didn’t lie and if nothing else. The man hadn’t been ugly by any means, in a normal situation she may have even been willing to do it with him of her own accord but she was less than eager when it was that or having everything stolen from her apartment.
The feline had tried to get herself at least partially done up at the behest of her canine loan shark. She wasn’t going to be going all out, putting on her best clothes and trying her hardest but the last thing she wanted was to go through all the trouble of working up the courage to go to his place only to be turned away and left right back at square one. So to that effect she’d done her makeup tastefully, a bit of mascara and eyeliner, and a few perks of blush here and there to better define her face. While her lips were painted with a whorish bright shade of neon blue at his behest, the sort of colour that didn’t go with an outfit and instead was only there to leave evidence behind. If anything though that gave Iselle something of a good feeling, giving oral wouldn’t necessarily be fun but it would be much nicer than having to lay on his bed getting it up her ass.
Her dress was far less exciting, just an orange sundress with a knee length skirt off the end and black lace panties underneath. Not something eye-catching, but she wouldn’t mind if it happened to get ruined for one reason or another which made it the perfect candidate for this “date” she was having.
All those affairs in order, the poor feline quickly found herself staring down the door of a large house. Looking as if it were custom built for a giant, which the loan shark may as well have been next to her: Stout cat that she is. She also heard the tell tale bark of large dogs all around her, as if the neighborhood was absolutely full of them. Which wouldn’t have surprised her much given the sizes of all the houses, she could only imagine that they all had massive yards for such beefy hounds to peel around in. What did surprise her was the fact she was thinking about the dogs barking around her when she was about to be going into a loan sharks house for sex. The things a brain will jump at to avoid thinking about the negative, giving a half hearted chuckle at her observation she finally mustered up the nerve to knock on the door. Making sure to take a nice steadying breath as she did so.
For one long heartbeat there was nothing in return and Iselle let her breath come out in a shudder, her resolve fading away with nervous tension quickly coming to take its place in her mind. Thankfully it didn’t have long to take root as the visage of a giant, bulky canine appeared from the now opened front door. A towering behemoth of muscle, a few piercings visible and a slight frown across his muzzle. The very picture of an intimidating man and she was barely chest height with him. The feline suddenly had fond memories of him sitting down the last time they met and thought she was much more comfortable with that and for the first time, she was genuinely entertaining thoughts of just letting her stuff get taken away. It was impossible not to feel a new wave of nervousness and fear at the idea of what the bulge in the canines pants might look like out in the open.
“Guess you’re looking good enough, come on, don’t got all day” The wall of muscular canine spoke up with a deep booming voice as he started shuffling Iselle inside, who was currently too stunned to speak up about anything. Instead she was content to try keeping her eyes down and following along, feeling as if she was more or less trapped in this situation now. Especially with the door closing behind her and her loan shark not far behind.
Iselle kept walking as prodded on by the canine, who seemed to be able to tell whenever she was planning to start asking questions or trying to break her own tension by talking and quickly silenced her with a noisy grunt. As they were stepping through, the feline took to checking out the rooms they passed through all well and comfortably furnished. Not to mention sparkling clean and polished, as if he had someone taking care of it just this morning.
Finally though, she got to take in the room they’d be staying in, which contrary to her thoughts wasn’t a bedroom, in fact it was a fairly sparse spare room and while there was a bed… The main focus of the room was what looked like a breeding rack setup in the center of the room. It was a few sturdily put together boards that rose a few feet off the ground, she’d be able to kneel on a cushion and lean forward to rest her breasts against another cushion. Leaving her rear end partially exposed but the main focus would obviously be her mouth. The issue was, the rack looked far too short for the hulking beast of an old canine to make use of, let alone if he was planning to get between her legs. Her mouth was certainly in a good enough position for someone a bit taller than an average guy but that didn’t seem to do anyone much good.
The feline had just started to formulate her questions, getting the first decibels of them out before she was getting grabbed, none too gently but nowhere near as hard as the man could. Her questions lost in something like a squeak, then she suddenly had something being fitted into her mouth. Absolutely getting taken by surprise and while she wanted to struggle, the rippling muscle in the man’s arms and the low rumble in his throat were enough to dissuade her from doing so, which meant she got to sit patiently as a wide ring gag was installed into her mouth. Her rough tongue forced to dangle from her maw while the rest of it was wide open and leaking spit. Now she couldn’t even ask the questions she wanted too!
The next step for her was to get put onto her knees, thankfully that cushion underneath was luxuriously comfortable. Feeling like it was made of silk and stuffed with only the softest of clouds, it was enough to distract her from the bulky canine making his way around her, putting other measures in place to secure her to the rack. In the blink of an eye her thighs were strapped to her calves which themselves were done up tight with the rack itself, firmly locking her in place and just in time to stop her from giving a real struggle against the man’s well built muscles as he manhandled her arms at the wrist to bring them down into the right position. Namely behind her back and lashed together at her wrists, pushed forward to off set her center of gravity and her plush breasts were squished against the cushion in front of her!
Iselle wasn’t content to just sit back and let him keep messing around without a word and even though she was gagging and pretty well tied down she still gave what little struggles she could. The balance of fear and discomfort finally tipping for her as she tried to squirm out, offering many a noisy grunt from her gagged mouth, a few attempts at poorly formed words along with it but safe to say she wasn’t doing a whole lot aside from wearing herself out. Though she did finally stop when the booming voice of the canine cut through the room to pierce her ears. “ Stop squirming around so much, you’re fine.” Was all he bothered to grumble out at her as he made the finishing adjustments to the rack.
His plans for her were still totally opaque at the moment but the feline couldn’t help but run through some of the worst possible ideas in her head before having to deliberately try to turn her brain in other directions. Something the man unintentionally helped her out with as a loud, piercing whistle sounded out from him, a shrill little tune that could likely be heard halfway down the block if one was paying attention to it.
Just like that though, confusion was blooming where there had just been misplaced fear. She heard an inconsistent clacking a short distance away, could hear what sounded like panting and the deep creak of the floorboards. The exact kind of groan that came from something heavy pressing down on it. All of that building up to admit a truly gargantuan feral hound to the room, with a deep rust coloured coat and enough meat to be mistaken for a small bear instead of a dog. It was hard to deny he was a handsome dog, even for a feline such as herself but that didn’t quite answer why he was called in here…
As if intentionally swapping places, once the oversized beast of a mutt was in the room and sniffing around. Her loan shark was stepping away without even bothering to look back at her, as if he had a million better things to be doing than dealing with the girl he brought here specifically to pound.
Iselle’s attention was snapped back in front of her as the mutt started getting closer and sniffing around at her, paying extra attention to the ring gag crammed into her mouth. Which is just about when she really noticed that she was about as tall as the dog was and that let her guess his actual height. Which was intimidating to say the least, easily the largest feral she’d ever seen in her entire life. She’d find out that was the case in more ways than one. The discovery process started as an incredibly potent scent started rising into her nose. A potent, heady spice that seemed to burn all the way down and almost make her feel dizzy, not a negative smell per say but absolutely too strong for her feline nose especially with more hints too it rising through and increasing the potency.
That’s when she spotted it and felt a cold sweat run down her back. Poking out underneath the rust coloured boy was a red rocket of biblical proportions, something that would look more at home on a horse than even a dog of his size. Plenty of large angry veins along the intimidating girth and the entire thing was lazily pulsing as it dribbled thick off white pre in meaty globs to the floor, throwing off that impossible to ignore musk with increasing fury. Even his oversized nuts were softly throbbing in anticipation, furred grapefruits eager to let off some of the weight packed away inside of them. Iselle couldn’t believe her eyes, the shock of it hiding an underlying fear of something so obscenely massive.
Suddenly though her fear was doubling, tripling and quadrupling in an instant as everything crashed into place for her. The reason the mutt was in here to begin with, why she had a ring gag in, why she was tied down as she was and why the rack was the perfect height for the monstrous mutt to mount. Her eyes sank to pin pricks and she was furiously trying to break free of her restraints but they were air tight, even with her hands free she doubted she could free herself from the leg bindings and trying to hold herself away from the front cushion for more than a few seconds was agony on her lower back.
All the excitement seemed to signal to the mutt that it was breeding time though, the rust coloured beast letting out a few good grumbles as his body hefted up. Making the breeding rack groan under their combined weight, even if the mutt made up the vast majority of it and Iselle was met face to face with that bright red bitch breaker and her mouth felt dry as it possibly could but that was alleviated with an errant rope of pre from the mutt which coated her tongue in mind bending flavours, a few more errants spurts starting it on the path to going down her throat. The poor feline already felt like gagging and she couldn’t hope to over power the gag to deny entry to the beast. Forced to stay still as he slowly found his way to the warm heat of her mouth, taking a good few moments to pelt her tongue with more thick pre before starting to really press forward. Slowly at first, like he was trying to savor the sensations around him, enjoying the way her tongue recoiled at being touched by his cock. The overwhelming salty, musky flavour was absolutely unbearable and it was never ending.
The poor feline was just starting to cope with what was going on, the potent taste assaulting her taste buds and her brain in equal measure. She hadn’t thought it was possible for a taste to do such a thing, but that vile canine prick was managing to do so. The only saving grace of the whole ordeal was the dog taking it slowly, obviously well trained for this sort of torture and even if it was humiliating and disgusting. She could manage this, even if just barely… The mutt wasn’t actually waiting around to drag things out though, he was just getting a feel for the pussy he’d been presented with. He was very familiar with the kind he was currently feeling around in, but it didn’t hurt to be certain and just like that, as if that massive hound could read her mind his hips were surging forward roughly. Finding the entrance to her throat and beyond a well lubed tunnel of spit and pre which was just perfect for him, the sudden frantic gagging and clenching of her throat a nice boost to his arousal as he poured more and more pre down her throat. Heavy nuts bouncing powerfully while his cock flexed down her throat.
The mutt wasn’t keen on giving her any time to grow accustomed to the treatment or to get any sort of break from it, his hips drew back just as quickly as they slammed in only to start the loop over again, letting out a deeply pleased growl every time he felt a properly sharp gag around his dick and his thrusts quickly began searching for more of them. Eagerly spearing down the felines throat with wild abandon, his cock could just barely fit, that sleeve being stretched to its absolute limits by his girth but to the hound that just made the entire experience all the more enjoyable, further expanding his desire to breed the tight clenching cunt he was trying to hilt.
Iselle could barely find the time to curse her decision to come here with all the sensations and pains wracking her mind and body at once. The taste of musky dog dick was omnipresent and never ending, her taste buds already thoroughly burnt out from the obscenely potent taste but the worst of it was constantly gagging around that fat prick, trying desperately to push the intruder out using the muscles of her throat but all it was doing was giving the mutt an even more enjoyable time plowing her throat but she couldn’t stop it. Tears were flowing freely from her eyes to ruin the makeup she’d put on and the few times she was brave enough to open her eyes she could see it smeared above the mutts sheath where his crotch met her face with every thrust. All along his red rocket was the bright blue lipstick she was wearing in perfect rings. A perfect marker to show that she’d barely taken more than half of that beastly dick down her throat and he was pushing for more.
Which the horny mutt took with gusto, putting some real force behind his hips to explore deeper down her throat, making her neck bulge obscenely before it disappeared even lower into her. Finally getting in far enough that his heavy cum tanks could slap against the feline's chin and into her neck. Soon enough the only thing that was outside of her maw more often than not was his obscenely scary breeding bulb, which was already starting to near max size. Adding even more girth onto his monster. There wasn’t any more build up to be had, no more extra length to insert until he was ready to blow his load which meant he got to focus entirely on plowing that sweet cat cunt. A heavy, mean growl sounding out from the mutt as his claws dug grooves into the top of the rack and with a sudden burst of speed, Iselle was subjected to a true canine breeding effort. Lightning quick, bone jarring thrusts delivered with a subtle wiggling of his hips just to entire he got to feel a new area with his tip every time. As if he were stirring up a pussy, clearly the hound was a generous lover wanting his bitches to cum as hard as he did, not that Iselle would be able to manage that the first time.
The feline was losing track of time by the second, each eager thrust of the dogs hips making her brain rattle and it was already plenty delicate from the hounds potent scent but the most pressing issue facing her was the growing burning in her lungs, her face steadily growing more red as time passed. She hadn’t even gotten the slightest whiff of air since he’d started really going at it and he didn’t seem intent to stop anytime soon. Iselle swore she could feel hours passing with the hound hammering away at her face, the big mutt always pulling back to the very edge of where she’d be able to get air before slamming back in, tricking her oxygen starved body into clenching muscles even tighter around his shaft as she desperately trying to suck in air. Happily choking her just to get another ounce of pleasure out of her.
It couldn’t go on forever though and as the minutes dragged on Iselle felt feverish and frantic at the lack of air, the mutt had easily lasted longer than any man she’d been with multiple times over and he was still pounding his hips forward. By now the feline’s face would be going blue, a deathly glow across her cheeks, tears still leaking from her blood shot eyes as they started rolling back. She really couldn’t last much longer and the mutt only seemed to notice when the muscles milking his dick got a little less powerful and desperate. Slowly being resigned to their fate.
With that the mutt knew it was time and he was just about ready to blow a load anyway. He let out a proud snarl, his claws going towards her body to find better purchase after ripping free from the woof, digging into her dress and into her fur he threw his hips with feral ferocity. Just desperate to get his knot situated in time. Which he’d just managed to do after a particularly brutal shove that made her jaw audibly creak to accept the bitch breaker.
Just like that the mutt was turning himself around as his swollen nuts started pulsing and bouncing in delight, before he was even properly turned Iselle would feel the first of many ropes draining into her belly. Thick puppy batter spilling like wild by the time he’d gotten a leg hefted up on the rack and was practically shoving his ass into the cats face. If she weren’t so oxygen deprived, she may have even been able to notice part of her future on the mutt., neon green kiss marks all around and on his pucker and there would be blue joining it soon enough.
Even more time dragging on and the feline was damn near entirely broken, her eyes finally starting to flutter. The burning in her chest reduced to nothing but a dull ache that seemed to be lulling her to sleep, she could barely even feel the buckets of seed filling up her belly. Sense of taste gone under the hounds brutal oral assault. Just about to slip into blissful unconsciousness before suddenly she was unplugged, the mutt finished draining his nuts just in time to tug out of her throat. Letting her suck in a deep breath before launching into a coughing fit, cum and spittle hacked out onto the mutts package which was still dangling in front of her face. He had something else to do and he hadn’t taken his leg down yet for a reason.
While Iselle was still struggling, she couldn’t stop the mutt from wiggling around and getting his half hard dripping cock into position, pressing it back into her mouth with ease. Pushing just far enough that his tip was poking at the back of her throat without going down it. Then with a huff of decompression the hound started emptying his bladder, an acrid golden spray like a firehose. His cock placed perfectly to ensure she had to swallow every drop lest she choke on it instead and like the rest of him, the mutt's bladder was truly massive, taking ages to finish making her guzzle. Only letting some splash into her mouth for good measure before finally he was pulling himself away and having a self satisfied stretch and letting the feline retch and whimper around her treatment.
Then, out of no where her loanshark was back, his voice echoing out from the door with an amused edge too it “ That’s 50$ bucks, have fun making the full grand”
The end.
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