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Read at your own discretion. [/i]\n\n‘Bark at the Moon’ is owned by Ozzy Osbourne, I claim no ownership or affiliation with any of the song lyrics used in this chapter. \n\n(Also on [url=https://archiveofourown.org/works/40200759/chapters/107266203]AO3[/url])\n", "description_bbcode_parsed": "While taking the girls out for Trick-or-Treating on Halloween night, Bandit’s resolve is tested as he comes face-to-face with real monsters.

WARNING: This chapter contains very dark and sensitive elements including child-abduction, graphic depictions of violence, and death. Read at your own discretion.

‘Bark at the Moon’ is owned by Ozzy Osbourne, I claim no ownership or affiliation with any of the song lyrics used in this chapter.

(Also on AO3)
", "writing": " Small gatherings of excited young children and their parents in a wide variety of costumes of all shapes, colors, and sizes walked down the suburban sidewalks late at night as Halloween night had arrived. The Heelers walked together as a family from house to house just as all the other families were, with Bingo dressed in a cute green turtle costume and Bluey dressed up as a witch, complete with a black short-skirted dress and witch’s hat as well as a small broomstick in her hand. Her other hand carried a black cauldron-shaped candy basket, which already contained a sizeable amount of candy enough to last her at least a few weeks. [i]If[/i] she savored them, at least. As Bandit looked down at his smiling blue daughter, he knew for a fact that she wouldn’t. But that was okay. Bingo also had an equal amount of candy in her jack-o-lantern-shaped basket, swinging it back and forth gently as the four dogs continued down the sidewalk back to their car to head to one last neighborhood for the night.\n Little did they know, they were being watched by two suspicious individuals in a rusted white van further down the block. \n “Whaddya think of [i]that[/i] one, Chop?” A male Doberman discretely spoke in a hushed tone, pointing at the little blue heeler in the witch costume. \n “I dunno Butcher, ain’t she a bit… stubby?” The Rottweiler in the seat next to him muttered deeply, making an almost disgusted look. She wasn’t exactly the most petite-looking breed they’d seen tonight. Not [i]nearly[/i] as cute as the fluffy little pink poodle or the lithe young Dalmatian they had seen earlier. \n “Yeah, but that just means she probably won’t be able to [i]run[/i] very fast. Besides, our client doesn’t give a fuck [i]what[/i] the kid looks like, as long as the job gets done. A hole is a hole, am I [i]right[/i]?” The Doberman known as Butcher nudged his buddy as the two shared a sinister laugh. \n “Looks like they’re leaving. So…?”\n “Yeah, she’ll be easy-pickings. Let’s just wait for the right moment. We can’t afford to fuck this up.”\nAs the family got in their car and slowly drove down the road, the white van turned its headlights on and began to slowly drive behind them from a safe distance.\n\t\n The Heelers got out of the car, with Bandit stretching his arms before opening the rear door to help Bingo out of her car seat. This area wasn’t nearly as packed with other families, in fact it was a rather lifeless street compared to the one they were just on; regardless, the porch lights were still on, so this must have meant that these houses were still offering candy. After they had crossed the street and gotten half-way down the block, Bluey stopped for a moment. \n “Wait, I almost forgot my broom!” She quickly began to run back to the car, with Bandit rolling his eyes slightly at her forgetfulness.\n “Alright, well don’t be long kid, your mum and I are just gonna take Bingo up to this house real quick. The car’s unlocked.” Bandit casually called to her while clicking his key fob before turning back, with Bingo’s arm in his as they walked up to the lit porch covered in Halloween decorations.\nBluey looked both ways before she crossed the street again and opened the road-side car door, standing up on her tiptoes and leaning forward as she grabbed the perched-up broom off of the car seat. \n\n Then, everything happened all at once. Bandit heard a screech of tires down the block as an unmarked white van quickly drove up beside his car before slowing down, but not stopping.\n “AAH! DAD! 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She quickly pulled out her phone as her legs collapsed weakly under her, her shaking thumb somehow managing to type ‘0-0-0’ for emergency services as an uncontainable tear of dread dropped on the screen before she held it to the side of her head. \n\n Bandit was trembling in fear as well, adrenaline pumping through his veins as he jabbed the key into the ignition and turned so hard that he nearly broke it off; the local radio station was playing a classic rock song from his childhood as he slammed his foot down hard on the gas pedal. \n\n [i] ‘Screams break the silence\n Waking from the dead of night\n Vengeance is boiling\n He's returned to kill the light\n Then when he's found who he's looking for\n Listen in awe and you'll hear him\n Bark at the moon’[/i]\n\n The blue heeler’s hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that it nearly caused his fingers to hurt as he gave chase to the white van with his precious daughter inside, his eyes focused and unblinking like a predator hunting its prey. There was no way he’d ever let this car out of his sight. He [i]couldn’t[/i] lose Bluey. \n He pressed the Emergency Call button on the satnav screen of his car, his heart feeling like it was pounding through his chest as he waited a few seconds for an answer. He didn’t care if he suffered a fatal heart attack because of this, as long as his Bluey was safe. He would [i]gladly[/i] die for her if it came down to it, without hesitation. If he couldn’t protect his own daughter, what kind of father was he? He felt a cold chill rush through his blood as he briefly imagined what horrible fate undoubtedly awaited her if he failed to stop these monsters from taking her before a voice finally answered his call for help. \n “[i]What’s your emergency?[/i]” The operator asked calmly and professionally.\n “MY DAUGHTER’S JUST BEEN KIDNAPPED! I’M IN PURSUIT!”\n After a brief pause, a different voice answered as he was dialed through to the local police station.\n “[i]Sir, can you tell me where you are? Please try to speak clearly and calmly[/i].”\n “I- I’m on, uh…” Bandit took his eyes off the van briefly to look at the street sign as he passed by. “THE CORNER OF SPRUCE AND PINE, heading, uh… n-north, NORTH!” Bandit stammered nervously as his eyes darted back to the van in front of him, finally beginning to close the distance slightly as he kept his foot glued to the floor. \n “[i]Perpetrator’s vehicle[/i]?”\n “WHITE VAN.” Bandit couldn’t help but keep his voice raised intensely. Asking him to calm down was an impossible task at a time like this.\n “[i]Description of the child[/i]?” The voice asked.\n “BLUE HEELER!” Bandit felt a quiver in his voice and tears pouring down his cheeks as he thought of Bluey and the possibility of never seeing her again. \n “[i]Okay sir, police are on their way. Please do not engage with the suspect.[/i]” \n “[b]No promises[/b].” Bandit gritted his teeth as he hung up by pressing the End Call button on the screen. Suddenly, an alert went off on his phone, though he didn’t take his eyes off the van to notice.\n\n ‘AMBER ALERT – Blue Heeler taken by suspect in white van’\n\n Bandit had seen the photos before. The large wall of photos in the superstore of dozens of young pups that had gone missing. The wall that was more like a tapestry of unending despair for so many parents. Some had been missing for months, for years, or even [i]decades[/i], based on the date they were last seen and how old the pictures obviously were. Whenever he passed by that wall, he thought about how truly awful it must be for those poor parents that never saw their kids again. Not knowing what happened to them. Where they are. If they’re safe. If they’re even still… [i]alive[/i]. But not once did Bandit ever actually expect something so horrible like this could happen to him. To [i]his[/i] family.\n He felt the pressure building in his tear-ducts again as he thought about Bluey’s smile. That adorable smile and the sweet sound of her laughter that he might never see or hear again. He needed to see that smile again. To hear that laugh again. He [i]needed[/i] to, if not just one last time. No matter what it takes. \n\n [i] ‘Those that the beast is looking for\n Listen in awe and you'll hear him\n Bark at the moon’[/i]\n\n Meanwhile, Bluey was shaking in terror in the back of the van that these two intimidating dogs had taken her in as she cowered against the wall of the moving vehicle, looking up wordlessly at the large Rottweiler in the back with her as if begging for mercy with her large eyes. She knew a little amateur karate, sure, but she knew for a fact that she had absolutely [i]zero[/i] chance of beating two fully-grown dogs such as these in a fight. \n “Y’know, up close, maybe you’re not so bad-lookin’ [i]after[/i] all. What’s [i]your[/i] name?” The Rottweiler gave a deceptively-friendly smile as he brushed Bluey’s cheek with the back of his coarse hand. Without thinking, Bluey bit down hard on his fingers in fear. \n “[i]Little bitch[/i]!” Chop immediately dropped the act as he grimaced before he reached his arm back and smacked her face hard with the back of his hand, sending her back against the wall as she whimpered in pain. \n “I- I just want my dad…” Bluey softly cried as she curled up in a ball. \n “Oh [i]I’ll[/i] be your [i]‘daddy’[/i], alright.” Chop’s scowl turned back into an evil grin as he knelt down and rubbed her upper thigh. “Are you gonna be good for daddy?”\n “Oi mate, no [i]funny[/i] business back there, ya hear? Clients don’t want used goods.” Butcher called back from the driver’s seat. “They like ‘em nice and tight.” \n “Then if that’s the only problem, there’s no harm in havin’ a little fun with her [i]mouth[/i], is there?” The Rottweiler began to fondle his heavy balls and he leaned in closer to Bluey, smelling the fur on her head with a smile that would make the Devil himself proud. \n “I guess not, give her a little taste of what she’s in for, then.” The Doberman chuckled until he noticed the headlights in the side-mirror getting noticeably-closer. Just then, Bandit turned on the brights. \n “Fuck, I think someone’s after us. Probably her old man.” Butcher scoffed as he pressed harder on the gas pedal. As Bluey heard the driver up front say this, her heart skipped a beat and the faintest light of hope returned to her in this darkest moment of her young life. \n “Well drive faster then and [i]lose[/i] the cocksucker, we [i]need[/i] that money.” Chop stroked his stiffening cock, wagging it back and forth in front of Bluey with a wicked smirk on his face. “And speakin’ of cock-suckin’…”\n Bluey felt her stomach churn with a sick feeling in the pit of her gut, retreating against the wall of the van to get as far away from the Rottweiler as possible. \n [i]‘Dad… please… please help me…’[/i] She thought to herself as she cried. \n\n Just then, Bandit recognized this part of town they were driving through. He’d drive through this area all the time, and he remembered that the road this van was going down was a long one-way street with only one exit; he knew just how he could cut them off. \n He veered sharply to the right, taking a confident gamble that this plan would work. \nIt [i]had[/i] to. \n\n “Oh, well I guess he’s… gone. Noice.” Butcher let out a sigh of relief as the headlights disappeared; Bluey’s heart sank again, the light of hope in her being snuffed out. Maybe her dad wasn’t coming to save her [i]after [/i]all. \n “Come on little pup, open wide for daddy…” Chop bit his lip as he wagged his cock back and forth with his hand as if to somehow [i]tempt[/i] the little blue heeler girl in front of him. 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The blue heeler’s nerves shook with terror, his life flashing before his eyes as he braced himself for impact. He imagined a photo of his little girl amidst all the other missing children on that horrible wall. \n “[i]Gotta be done[/i]. For Bluey.”\n\n [i] ‘Woah, Woah, Yeah,\n Bark at the moon’[/i]\n\n The silence in the night air was broken by the deafening sound of colliding metal and shattering glass as the front ends of the two vehicles smashed together at a perpendicular angle, with the passenger side of Bandit’s car striking the engine of the driver’s side of the van just as he had planned. Chop and Bluey were roughly jolted in the back of the cab, and although the Rottweiler was tossed further and hit his head hard on the wall since he was standing at the time, Bluey was shaken but relatively unharmed since she was closer to the floor of the van and huddled against the opposite wall. Regardless, both cars were now completely totaled as the rusty white van spun around and rolled backwards into a tree on the corner of the block.\n Bandit unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car with a cough as a small flame ignited under the hood, and although every fiber of muscle in his body was stiff and sore from the hard collision, the airbag had thankfully cushioned his body effectively; even though his back and neck in particular were in immense pain as the smoke emitting from the smashed-in engines filled his lungs, he powered through it with a crack of his stiff neck as he slowly walked step by step to the van over the tiny bits of fiberglass from the shattered windshields. They were going to pay. Bluey’s father would make [i]sure[/i] of it. \n “[i]YOU[/i] [b]CUNTS[/b]… PICKED THE [i]WRONG[/i] [b]DOG[/b]… TO [i][b]FUCK[/b][/i] WITH!”\n\n Hell hath no scorn like a father’s fury. \n\n Bluey gasped as she felt her heart leap with joy at the muffled sound of her dad’s voice through the van door. Her hero had come to save her after all, and he was [i]pissed[/i]. Never in her entire life had she ever heard him [i]this[/i] angry before. \n Chop growled as he shook his head in a slight daze before opening the van door, confident he could easily take on some chubby middle-aged geezer. However, he never could have expected the rush of fear he felt in that moment as he was met with the furious snarls and guttural growls like that of a wild animal as the blue heeler rushed him, baring his teeth. Bluey looked on from the inside of the open van as her guardian angel came to her rescue, though his figure backlit by the bright light from the fiery wreckage of the family car behind him as well as the fire in his eyes made him look more like a hound from the deepest depths of Hell. She had never been [i]more[/i] in love with him. \n\n Bandit was grateful to his past-self for having never had his dog-teeth removed, because the moment for him to [i]bite[/i] someone had finally came - and [i]what[/i] a bite it was. With a fierce yell as a rush of adrenaline pumped through his veins, Bandit opened his jaws and leapt at the man who [i]dared[/i] to lay even a finger on his daughter, sinking his teeth deep into the Rottweiler’s neck and refusing to let go. The taste of blood quickly filled Bandit’s mouth as he growled and gnashed his fangs into Chop’s throat repeatedly, fueling his intense rage boiling within as he fully embraced the inner hunter instinct passed down by his ancient canine predecessors. He began tugging his head back aggressively as his teeth clamped down on skin with an iron grip, more than willing to rip the fucker’s throat out completely.\n “AAH, [i]FUCK[/i]! GET OFFA ME!” Chop screamed in fear as he gasped and coughed for air, punching the side of Bandit’s head with his fists and stomping on his toes before roughly kneeing the blue heeler in the gut several times. But no matter what he did, Bandit’s teeth only sunk deeper and deeper into the scumbag’s flesh as he pulled. “BUTCHER! A LITTLE HELP!”\n Bluey suddenly felt a chill of terror overwhelm her as she helplessly watched the Doberman in the front seat grab a large hunting knife from the glovebox and open the van door. As she looked back to her dad, he was struggling to maintain his grip with his teeth as his stomach was still taking a rough beating from Chop’s knee and facing away from Butcher approaching him from behind. Although she was completely petrified with fear as she imagined the love of her life being murdered right in front of her, she had to do [i]something[/i] – and fast.\n “D-dad, BEHIND YOU!” She managed to yell out though her tears, grabbing her dad’s attention amidst the cloud of rage consuming his mind. Just then, Bandit mustered all of his strength and threw all of his weight to the side, spinning Chop around just as Butcher thrust the knife through the air. \n\n “Glghh-!”\n\n The Rottweiler inhaled sharply as the knife plunged deeply into his back, piercing his ribs and lung. \n “Chop, [i]fuck[/i]! [b]NO[/b]!” In a panic, Butcher pulled the knife back out, sealing his friend’s fate. Bluey and Butcher both watched in horror as viscous blood began to spill out of Chop’s freshly-opened wound and mouth like a dark red waterfall, and Bandit’s grip loosened as the kidnapper fell limp to the pavement covered in small fragments of fiberglass and debris from the two destroyed cars. The little blue heeler felt a dry heaving sensation in the pit of her throat, feeling as though her food were about to come up as she saw her assailant’s life quickly leave his body. \n “Chop… no… I’m gonna [i]fuckin’ [b]kill[/b][/i] ya, old man!” The Doberman gritted his teeth ferociously at the blue heeler with his best friend’s blood stained a deep crimson on his mouth as the fire grew bigger and brighter under the Heeler vehicle’s hood, the engine popping and crackling as they stared each other down with the intent to kill.\n Before either of them could make the first move, the scene was completely surrounded by an entire squadron of police cars that came from almost seemingly nowhere with how fast they arrived on the scene. Knowing he was done for anyway, Butcher figured he might as well try to take Bandit down with him as he ran screaming at the blue heeler with the bloody knife. \n\n [b][i]BANG![/i][/b]\n\n “FUCK!” The Doberman dropped to the ground in excruciating pain and let go of the blade, his right knee having been shot clean-through by a nearby officer - a female greyhound. Every single officer rushed at the perp, handcuffing him and stuffing him into the back of a squad-car faster than either of the Heelers could even comprehend. Chop, however, was covered completely with a blanket, having been pronounced dead at the scene as officers began to wrap yellow warning tape around the intersection. \n\n With the worst of it finally over, Bandit and Bluey ran to each other and loudly wept tears of joy and relief as they pulled the other into a hug - the tightest hug either of them had ever given anyone in their lives. \n “I thought… I’d lost you…” Bandit sniffled as he clung to Bluey, squeezing her almost painfully so. But Bluey didn’t care in the least. \n “I thought I was gonna lose you too…” Bluey wiped her tears against her dad’s chest as the two hugged and hugged, never wanting to let the other go. Bandit placed kisses on her forehead as he rocked her back and forth in his arms. \n “Did they hurt you? Did they… [i]touch[/i] you?” He whispered with a shuddered breath, rubbing her back soothingly as his tears and mucus along with a bit of Chop’s blood still fresh on his muzzle soaked into the blue fur on her head. \n “Well, the one that… [i]died[/i]… he slapped my face once, and… touched my thigh. But that was all he did before you saved me. He… he wanted me to suck on his… his…” She shivered in her father’s arms as she remembered. \n “It’s okay Bluey, it’s over now. It’s over. It’s [i]over[/i].” Bandit simply held his daughter in his arms as he repeated this not only to Bluey but to [i]himself[/i]; the living-nightmare was finally over. \n\n “Are you two alright? Do you need another moment?” The greyhound officer who took the Doberman down was standing next to the two, awkwardly waiting to speak to them about the incident. After a few more moments, Bandit reluctantly pulled away from his daughter before he finally spoke. \n “Y-yeah… yeah… we’re alright now. Thanks to you.”\n “We’re going to make sure this guy is put away for the rest of his life, don’t you worry. And our detectives will interrogate him to try to get a lead on his ‘client’ while we’re at it. So please, rest easy tonight. Do you two need a ride home?”\n Bandit looked back at the destroyed orange hatchback with the passenger side completely shattered and caved in. He felt a tinge of sadness as a bright orange flame exploded loudly in a miniature fireball from the busted engine, having grown quite attached to his beloved ‘ol’-reliable’ over the years. But it was just a [i]thing[/i], and things were replaceable. Family wasn’t. As he looked around at the police cars and officers completely surrounding the area, Bandit couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy as he remembered the nightmare he had several weeks ago. He would undoubtedly be arrested on the spot too, if they only knew [i]his[/i] dark secret.\n “Yeah, I think we’ll need a ride. We need to go back and get Chilli and Bingo too, they must be worried sick.” Bandit felt the pain of the crash finally settle into his entire body as his adrenaline finally started to wear off. “And, uh… [i]ow[/i]… can you take us to the hospital?” \n\n After several X-ray scans and a prescription of painkillers that were safe to take with his heart medication, Bandit was able to return home with a relatively-clean bill of health along with his wife and children as he had miraculously not broken a single bone in his body in the crash. Thanks to the passenger side of the car taking most of the impact, Bandit was spared from a much more catastrophic injury thanks to his impeccable calculation of timing the collision just right. As the doctor put it, his muscles were simply exacerbated by the force of the impact and he’d need to limit all physical activity for several days for his tissue to recover. His stomach was also bruised, but thankfully no vital organs had been severely damaged. Having walked over shards of glass and bits of metal, Bandit’s feet also needed to be heavily bandaged for several days once they had removed all of the tiny debris from his soles. He would still be able to walk on them, but only for short amounts of time until his feet were completely healed. As they exited the police car that generously dropped them off at their home, Bandit gave a mental salute in memoriam to his old car for having saved his life – and Bluey’s. \n [i]‘Your sacrifice won’t be forgotten.’[/i] He thought to himself as he looked at the empty spot in the driveway where the car would usually be before the family entered the front door together. \n “You sure you’re okay, Bluey? It’s okay to talk about it if you want.” Chilli gently asked her daughter as she rubbed the top of her head before suddenly pulling her and Bingo into another close hug. The red heeler felt tears welling in her eyes again, but she finally managed to hold them back this time. Her throat and eyes were sore from all the crying she’d done that night already. \n “I’m… I’m as okay as I [i]can[/i] be right now, I guess. I think I just need some sleep so this day can be over already. I love you, Mum.” Bluey tiredly gave her mother a kiss and a hug in return before eventually pulling away to give her dad another hug. “I love you, Dad. Thanks for always looking after me.” \n “I love you too, Bluey. I’ll always be there for you, whenever you need me.” Bandit hugged her back and gave her a kiss on her head, and after saying their good-night’s, Bluey took Bingo’s hand before leading her tired little sister up to their room to get some much-needed sleep. \n With the kids upstairs, Chilli and Bandit stayed up together just a bit longer, wordlessly holding each other in a tender embrace on the living room couch as they silently wept in each other’s arms. \n\n Later that night, Bandit opened his eyes in his bed to find the room filled with piles upon piles of Halloween candy, a slow dim light fading between purple, orange, and green throughout the room. \n As he looked around knowing immediately that this was a dream, Bandit was surprised that he had managed to fall asleep at all after tonight’s traumatic events - though the melatonin he had taken certainly helped. Bandit got out of bed and cautiously opened the bedroom door, desperately hoping that the immense stress of that night wouldn’t be causing him to have any intense vivid nightmares. Instead, he was immediately greeted by Bluey standing just outside his door as though she were waiting for him. \n “Hi, Dad~” She smiled for the first time since the incident as she leaned up to give him another warm embrace, her tail wagging affectionately behind her. \n “Hey, Bluey… how are you feeling?” He hugged her back sweetly, not even thinking of trying to do the thing they would always do when they met up in their dreams. Now wasn’t the appropriate time, not after everything that had just happened. \n “[i]Much[/i] better, now that [i]you’re[/i] here~” She pulled away slowly before grabbing his hand, leading him to her bedroom. From this alone, Bandit already knew what she had in mind. \n “Uhm, Bluey… we really [i]don’t[/i] have to do this, I mean, you’ve just been through a [i]lot[/i], and…” \n “I [i]want[/i] to do this, Dad. It’ll help me feel better. And I want to thank you… [i]properly[/i]… for saving me~” As they entered her room and she led him to her bed, a new costume suddenly appeared on her; something completely different than the witch outfit she had been wearing earlier that night for Trick-or-Treating. \n Bandit gulped as he looked at her, wondering how she even came up with this getup. His young daughter was suddenly wearing black fishnet stockings with fishnet gauntlets to match, a thin black thong, little black horns on top of her head just in front of her ears, bat-like wings on her back, and a black choker around her neck; she was also apparently wearing thick black eyeshadow and eyeliner as she looked up at him with a smug look, knowing he found her irresistibly-sexy dressed like this.\n “Wha- how- where’d you even get [i]this[/i] idea?” Bandit nervously stammered, trying to resist her in her succubus costume at such a sensitive time like this. \n “I saw a Husky lady dressed up like this while we were Trick-or-Treating. I saw [i]you[/i] looking at her, too~” She smirked, calling him out for ogling another woman in public. \n “Well… either way, I [i]really[/i] don’t think we should-” Bandit bashfully rubbed the back of his head tried to change the subject.\n “Shh, just let me take care of you tonight, Dad. I [i]need[/i] this~” She reached up and grabbed ahold of his sheath, slowly stroking the hilt of his cock as his red tip peeked through to greet her. “If you’re worried about your heart, we can just go slowly. My hero deserves his [i]reward[/i] tonight~”\n As he stood at the edge of her bed, Bandit couldn’t resist letting out a sigh of relief from his worries as he felt Bluey’s lips gently kiss his cock. Although he wasn’t supposed to do anything physically-demanding while he recovered, thankfully this was an exception since he was still technically lying sound asleep back in his bed. She tilted her head lower, giving each of his balls attention as she gave them each several gentle kisses and licks. \n “Ya know… it actually made me [i]really wet[/i] when I heard you yelling at those guys while I was in that van. You were so… [i]brave[/i]. And [i]strong[/i]~” Bluey smiled as she eagerly slid her tongue along the side of his salty length while it brushed against her cheek, her dad’s musky flavor filling her senses as she breathed heavily onto his groin. \n “J-just… doin’ what [i]any[/i] dad would…” Bandit shuddered with pleasure as Bluey’s wet tongue serviced his hard shaft, rubbing the top of her head before letting out a gasp of surprise as Bluey suddenly took his whole member in her mouth. The sounds of her loud slurping and gagging filled the room as she got to work, reveling in the sensation of choking on her heroic and loving father’s sensitive manhood. She was sickened and disgusted at the mere [i]thought[/i] of being forced to pleasure some random strange man against her will; Bandit was her one and only true love, and no one else would ever do. He was the only one she would always be more than happy to pleasure in any way he wanted her to. She pulled back after a few moments, gasping for air as a thick strand of drool dripped down her lip onto the floor. \n “But you’re not just [i]any[/i] dad, you’re the [i]best[/i] dad in the [i]world[/i]~” She moaned with pure lust in her voice as she went back to feeding on her dad’s cock down to the hilt. Bandit let out a loud moan as his daughter rested her hands on his thighs, quickening her pace as she hungrily grunted and sputtered on his throbbing member in her throat. Globs of sticky clear saliva swung from Bluey’s lips as she repeatedly bobbed her head forward onto his knot, never wanting to stop as if she needed it to survive. \n Bandit finally gave in completely, gently pulling her away from his cock and leaning down to give her a passionate kiss as he forced his tongue into her mouth; this was clearly what Bluey wanted, so if doing this with him [i]really[/i] made her feel better, then who was he to deny her? As their tongues wetly licked each other with hot heavy breaths, Bandit felt himself start to cry again as he felt overjoyed that Bluey was still safe and sound with him where she belonged. He promised to himself that he would never let something like this horrible night ever happen again. \n “You’re my whole [i]world[/i], Bluey. You’re my [i]everything[/i]. You’re… [i]mine[/i].” He whispered into this kiss with a lick of her open maw, sending chills up his daughter’s spine as he claimed ownership of her. \n “I’m all [i]yours… forever… Dad…[/i]” Her huffed into this sensual kiss with her father between breaths, her mind feeling hazy as she was absolutely drunk with romantic incestuous love for her saviour. Just then, she remembered another perfect way she could show her undying gratitude. “Sit.” She insisted as she broke the kiss and pointed to her mattress; Bandit obeyed, sitting on the end of her bed to face the little blue heeler with his legs spread. \nHe was taken by surprise when Bluey went between his legs, but not to continue with sucking his member again as he expected. Her nose pressed into his scrotum and raised his heavy balls up a little, her tongue eagerly protruding from behind her lips to taste her dad’s tailhole. She had already learned to love the unique meaty flavor last time she had done this, so this time was much easier to get back into it now that she had acquired the taste. \n “Oh… fff-biscuits…” Bandit huffed as he felt her slick tongue hungrily slurping on his bottom, laying on his back and casually rubbing her head with his hand to relax his weary spirit as his daughter took good care of him. For Bluey, tonight was all about making her dad – her hero - feel good. She knew just how much he loved it when she did this for him the first time. She lightly moaned onto the manhole as her tongue circled around the circumference before sliding in, feeling his warm flesh enveloping it like a comfortable heated blanket. Bandit’s eyes involuntarily rolled into his head with a breathy sigh of ecstasy escaping his lungs as his daughter’s tongue slowly and delicately explored every reachable corner of his insides. \n After what felt like ages of thoroughly cleaning his taint with her tongue, Bluey finally stood back up and wiped her mouth before rubbing her chest against Bandit’s painfully-stiff cock; she could tell he was desperate for more.\n “I want you to put it [i]in[/i] me, Dad…” She whispered as she pulled down her thin black panties, kicking them onto the floor before she crawled up onto his abdomen and made herself comfortable on his chest as his twitching cock was firmly nestled against her bottom. The big blue heeler could feel the intense heat radiating from his daughter’s sex as he came down from the blissful daze of his tongue-bath. “Either one you want.”\n Bandit reached down with his hands and began cupping her rear in his grip before gently prodding her juicy tailhole with his fingers, spreading it open a bit. It felt like it had been [i]forever[/i] since he’d given her tight little bum a good stretching. Tilting his head down to meet her mouth with his in a soft kiss, Bandit aimed his tip with precision directly into her narrow back entrance before slowly pushing it inside with a careful thrust of his hips. \n Bluey happily grunted into her dad’s mouth as she felt him gradually enter her anus, personally glad that he happened to choose the hole she was honestly hoping for. She relaxed her muscles as she willingly gave in to her father’s needs, her little arms resting on his sides as they continued their unbreaking kiss. No matter how many times the two blue heelers tasted each other’s mouths, each tender touch of their lips still felt just as exciting and wonderful as the last.\n After a few silent minutes of slow and gentle lovemaking with her behind, Bandit eventually broke the kiss first with a slight reluctance of parting their mouths, only to move his lips down and place loving kisses on her neck with a smile as he heard that precious ticklish giggle from Bluey that he loved so, so much. Everything he had been through that night was worth it just to hear that adorable laugh, to see that perfect smile. Her laugh was what Heaven [i]sounded[/i] like, her smile what it [i]looked[/i] like. Suddenly, his pace slowed to nearly a stop as a sobering thought crossed his mind, pulling himself back from her neck as he looked sullen. \n “Dad?” Bluey asked with a growing concern, slowly gyrating her hips with his member still firmly inside her bum in an attempt to get him to continue.\n “Am I… am I no different from [i]them[/i]?” Bandit asked himself as he thought of the two traffickers who tried to steal his daughter away from him. It felt almost hypocritical the more he thought about it; those two men were going to do [i]horrible[/i] things to his child, while here [i]he[/i] was doing those same things to her himself in their shared dreamland. “Am [i]I[/i] a [i]monster[/i]?”\n Bluey looked at him silently for a moment, trying to carefully piece together right words to say in her head. \n “On our date, you said that someday I’d find someone who’s [i]right[/i] for me. That I’d move on from you someday.” The little blue heeler smiled and nuzzled her nose against Bandit’s chest, taking in his masculine scent. “Well I already [i]found[/i] the right person for me. It’s [i]you[/i], Dad. It’s [i]always[/i] been you. It’ll always [i]be[/i] you. You’re stuck with me, whether you like it or not.” She reached her hand up and rested her palm gently on her father’s cheek, looking up into his eyes with nothing but love. “You’re [i]nothing[/i] like those bad guys. I like doing this with you because…” She leaned forward and gave his mouth an affectionate lick. “You make me feel [i]safe[/i]… and… and [i]warm[/i]… and [i]loved[/i]. You really are my hero, and not [i]just[/i] because of what happened tonight. You were [i]always[/i] my hero, and you never even had to risk your life saving me to do it. All you ever had to do was be my dad. You’re [i]my[/i] whole world. You’re [i]my[/i] everything. I [i]love[/i] you.”\n This was everything Bandit had wanted to hear, even if he hadn’t realized it until just now. Without another word, Bandit closed his eyes and he kissed his daughter once more, his pace inside of her bum quickening a bit as he steadily approached his climax; just then, his thick round knot slipped inside her slick wet pucker as father and daughter fucked together without shame. Bluey grunted into the her dad’s mouth a bit as it went in, almost having forgotten just how [i]full[/i] it made her insides feel; but as always, it thankfully didn’t hurt in the least, being that it was only a dream. Bandit clung tightly to Bluey in his arms as they both moaned out together in unison, and even Bluey was quickly reaching her own orgasm from the intense anal stimulation closely bordering her sensitive feminine nerves. \n “I love you t-too, [b][i]Bluey[/i][/b]!” After what had been by far the worst night of both of their lives, the two heelers finally felt some peace of mind again as they came together. He wasn’t sure exactly why, but tonight’s was by far the most intense and sensitive orgasm Bandit could ever recall having experienced in recent memory.\n\n After they had finally come down from the intense wave of relief that had washed over them, Bandit slowly pulled his cock out of his daughter’s well-stretched anus, his spherical red knot slipping out with an audible wet [b]PLOP[/b] as his thick white seed dripped slowly out of her with a soft squelch of her muscles. \nFor the rest of the night, the two simply laid silently together in Bluey’s small bed and held each other closely in their dream without ever letting go until the morning light came, occasionally giving each other sweet and tender kisses until the usual static began to wake them both from their much-needed sleep. \n\n Bandit groaned in immense agony as he awoke, nearly forgetting just how much pain his physical body was actually in before taking his prescribed painkiller with water on the bedside table next to him. \n [i]‘Back to bed…’[/i] The blue heeler muttered quietly to himself before crawling back under the covers to sleep off the pain. \n\t \n But all of the pain was worth it. \n For Bluey.\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "            Small gatherings of excited young children and their parents in a wide variety of costumes of all shapes, colors, and sizes walked down the suburban sidewalks late at night as Halloween night had arrived. The Heelers walked together as a family from house to house just as all the other families were, with Bingo dressed in a cute green turtle costume and Bluey dressed up as a witch, complete with a black short-skirted dress and witch’s hat as well as a small broomstick in her hand. Her other hand carried a black cauldron-shaped candy basket, which already contained a sizeable amount of candy enough to last her at least a few weeks. If she savored them, at least. As Bandit looked down at his smiling blue daughter, he knew for a fact that she wouldn’t. But that was okay. Bingo also had an equal amount of candy in her jack-o-lantern-shaped basket, swinging it back and forth gently as the four dogs continued down the sidewalk back to their car to head to one last neighborhood for the night.
            Little did they know, they were being watched by two suspicious individuals in a rusted white van further down the block.
            “Whaddya think of that one, Chop?” A male Doberman discretely spoke in a hushed tone, pointing at the little blue heeler in the witch costume.
            “I dunno Butcher, ain’t she a bit… stubby?” The Rottweiler in the seat next to him muttered deeply, making an almost disgusted look. She wasn’t exactly the most petite-looking breed they’d seen tonight. Not nearly as cute as the fluffy little pink poodle or the lithe young Dalmatian they had seen earlier.
            “Yeah, but that just means she probably won’t be able to run very fast. Besides, our client doesn’t give a fuck what the kid looks like, as long as the job gets done. A hole is a hole, am I right?” The Doberman known as Butcher nudged his buddy as the two shared a sinister laugh.
            “Looks like they’re leaving. So…?”
            “Yeah, she’ll be easy-pickings. Let’s just wait for the right moment. We can’t afford to fuck this up.”
As the family got in their car and slowly drove down the road, the white van turned its headlights on and began to slowly drive behind them from a safe distance.
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            The Heelers got out of the car, with Bandit stretching his arms before opening the rear door to help Bingo out of her car seat. This area wasn’t nearly as packed with other families, in fact it was a rather lifeless street compared to the one they were just on; regardless, the porch lights were still on, so this must have meant that these houses were still offering candy. After they had crossed the street and gotten half-way down the block, Bluey stopped for a moment.
            “Wait, I almost forgot my broom!” She quickly began to run back to the car, with Bandit rolling his eyes slightly at her forgetfulness.
            “Alright, well don’t be long kid, your mum and I are just gonna take Bingo up to this house real quick. The car’s unlocked.” Bandit casually called to her while clicking his key fob before turning back, with Bingo’s arm in his as they walked up to the lit porch covered in Halloween decorations.
Bluey looked both ways before she crossed the street again and opened the road-side car door, standing up on her tiptoes and leaning forward as she grabbed the perched-up broom off of the car seat.

            Then, everything happened all at once. Bandit heard a screech of tires down the block as an unmarked white van quickly drove up beside his car before slowing down, but not stopping.
            “AAH! DAD! HEL-”
            At the sound of Bluey’s voice, Bandit turned around and felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach as he watched the van drive off faster with the slamming sound of a sliding car door, with the broomstick dropping onto the pavement. All that remained was his daughter’s witch hat and her cauldron of candy that was spilled all over the ground.

            Bluey was gone.

            “Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK FUCK FUCK! WHAT THE FUCK!!!” Bandit yelled at the top of his lungs in pure terror as he sprinted at top-speed to his car, leaving without another word to Chilli and Bingo in his wake. Bingo was in a silent shock as she watched her dad run off with a panic she had never seen from him before, unable to process in her mind what had just happened. Chilli, meanwhile, was already violently trembling as everything she knew was suddenly crashing down around her in the blink of an eye; this was any parent’s absolute worst nightmare imaginable. She quickly pulled out her phone as her legs collapsed weakly under her, her shaking thumb somehow managing to type ‘0-0-0’ for emergency services as an uncontainable tear of dread dropped on the screen before she held it to the side of her head.

            Bandit was trembling in fear as well, adrenaline pumping through his veins as he jabbed the key into the ignition and turned so hard that he nearly broke it off; the local radio station was playing a classic rock song from his childhood as he slammed his foot down hard on the gas pedal.

           ‘Screams break the silence
            Waking from the dead of night
            Vengeance is boiling
            He's returned to kill the light
            Then when he's found who he's looking for
            Listen in awe and you'll hear him
            Bark at the moon’

            The blue heeler’s hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that it nearly caused his fingers to hurt as he gave chase to the white van with his precious daughter inside, his eyes focused and unblinking like a predator hunting its prey. There was no way he’d ever let this car out of his sight. He couldn’t lose Bluey.
            He pressed the Emergency Call button on the satnav screen of his car, his heart feeling like it was pounding through his chest as he waited a few seconds for an answer. He didn’t care if he suffered a fatal heart attack because of this, as long as his Bluey was safe. He would gladly die for her if it came down to it, without hesitation. If he couldn’t protect his own daughter, what kind of father was he? He felt a cold chill rush through his blood as he briefly imagined what horrible fate undoubtedly awaited her if he failed to stop these monsters from taking her before a voice finally answered his call for help.
            “What’s your emergency?” The operator asked calmly and professionally.
            “MY DAUGHTER’S JUST BEEN KIDNAPPED! I’M IN PURSUIT!”
            After a brief pause, a different voice answered as he was dialed through to the local police station.
            “Sir, can you tell me where you are? Please try to speak clearly and calmly.”
            “I- I’m on, uh…” Bandit took his eyes off the van briefly to look at the street sign as he passed by. “THE CORNER OF SPRUCE AND PINE, heading, uh… n-north, NORTH!” Bandit stammered nervously as his eyes darted back to the van in front of him, finally beginning to close the distance slightly as he kept his foot glued to the floor.
            “Perpetrator’s vehicle?”
            “WHITE VAN.” Bandit couldn’t help but keep his voice raised intensely. Asking him to calm down was an impossible task at a time like this.
            “Description of the child?” The voice asked.
            “BLUE HEELER!” Bandit felt a quiver in his voice and tears pouring down his cheeks as he thought of Bluey and the possibility of never seeing her again.
            “Okay sir, police are on their way. Please do not engage with the suspect.”
            “No promises.” Bandit gritted his teeth as he hung up by pressing the End Call button on the screen. Suddenly, an alert went off on his phone, though he didn’t take his eyes off the van to notice.

            ‘AMBER ALERT – Blue Heeler taken by suspect in white van’

            Bandit had seen the photos before. The large wall of photos in the superstore of dozens of young pups that had gone missing. The wall that was more like a tapestry of unending despair for so many parents. Some had been missing for months, for years, or even decades, based on the date they were last seen and how old the pictures obviously were. Whenever he passed by that wall, he thought about how truly awful it must be for those poor parents that never saw their kids again. Not knowing what happened to them. Where they are. If they’re safe. If they’re even still… alive. But not once did Bandit ever actually expect something so horrible like this could happen to him. To his family.
            He felt the pressure building in his tear-ducts again as he thought about Bluey’s smile. That adorable smile and the sweet sound of her laughter that he might never see or hear again. He needed to see that smile again. To hear that laugh again. He needed to, if not just one last time. No matter what it takes.

           ‘Those that the beast is looking for
            Listen in awe and you'll hear him
            Bark at the moon’

            Meanwhile, Bluey was shaking in terror in the back of the van that these two intimidating dogs had taken her in as she cowered against the wall of the moving vehicle, looking up wordlessly at the large Rottweiler in the back with her as if begging for mercy with her large eyes. She knew a little amateur karate, sure, but she knew for a fact that she had absolutely zero chance of beating two fully-grown dogs such as these in a fight.
            “Y’know, up close, maybe you’re not so bad-lookin’ after all. What’s your name?” The Rottweiler gave a deceptively-friendly smile as he brushed Bluey’s cheek with the back of his coarse hand. Without thinking, Bluey bit down hard on his fingers in fear.
            “Little bitch!” Chop immediately dropped the act as he grimaced before he reached his arm back and smacked her face hard with the back of his hand, sending her back against the wall as she whimpered in pain.
            “I- I just want my dad…” Bluey softly cried as she curled up in a ball.
            “Oh I’ll be your ‘daddy’, alright.” Chop’s scowl turned back into an evil grin as he knelt down and rubbed her upper thigh. “Are you gonna be good for daddy?”
            “Oi mate, no funny business back there, ya hear? Clients don’t want used goods.” Butcher called back from the driver’s seat. “They like ‘em nice and tight.”
            “Then if that’s the only problem, there’s no harm in havin’ a little fun with her mouth, is there?” The Rottweiler began to fondle his heavy balls and he leaned in closer to Bluey, smelling the fur on her head with a smile that would make the Devil himself proud.
            “I guess not, give her a little taste of what she’s in for, then.” The Doberman chuckled until he noticed the headlights in the side-mirror getting noticeably-closer. Just then, Bandit turned on the brights.
            “Fuck, I think someone’s after us. Probably her old man.” Butcher scoffed as he pressed harder on the gas pedal. As Bluey heard the driver up front say this, her heart skipped a beat and the faintest light of hope returned to her in this darkest moment of her young life.
            “Well drive faster then and lose the cocksucker, we need that money.” Chop stroked his stiffening cock, wagging it back and forth in front of Bluey with a wicked smirk on his face. “And speakin’ of cock-suckin’…”
            Bluey felt her stomach churn with a sick feeling in the pit of her gut, retreating against the wall of the van to get as far away from the Rottweiler as possible.
            ‘Dad… please… please help me…’ She thought to herself as she cried.

            Just then, Bandit recognized this part of town they were driving through. He’d drive through this area all the time, and he remembered that the road this van was going down was a long one-way street with only one exit; he knew just how he could cut them off.
            He veered sharply to the right, taking a confident gamble that this plan would work.
It had to.

            “Oh, well I guess he’s… gone. Noice.” Butcher let out a sigh of relief as the headlights disappeared; Bluey’s heart sank again, the light of hope in her being snuffed out. Maybe her dad wasn’t coming to save her after all.
            “Come on little pup, open wide for daddy…” Chop bit his lip as he wagged his cock back and forth with his hand as if to somehow tempt the little blue heeler girl in front of him. Obviously, she wasn’t the slightest bit intrigued by his display as she looked up at her captor with nothing but pure hatred and disgust in her eyes.

            Bandit veered to the left and slammed his foot down on the gas again.
            “Gotta time this just right…” The engine revved loudly as Bandit approached the intersection at higher and higher speeds. He had no idea what would happen next. He had no way of knowing just how many men could be in that van. For all he knew, he could be vastly outnumbered. In truth, Bandit was absolutely terrified beyond belief. But that didn’t matter. He would just have to be the bravest he’d ever been. He fully expected that this could very well be the night that he would die, and he was perfectly okay with that. If he did, he would die with pride knowing that he did it for his daughter. He wiped the tear on his cheek as he saw the headlights of the white van approaching fast from behind the house at the corner of the block. The blue heeler’s nerves shook with terror, his life flashing before his eyes as he braced himself for impact. He imagined a photo of his little girl amidst all the other missing children on that horrible wall.
            “Gotta be done. For Bluey.”

           ‘Woah, Woah, Yeah,
            Bark at the moon’

            The silence in the night air was broken by the deafening sound of colliding metal and shattering glass as the front ends of the two vehicles smashed together at a perpendicular angle, with the passenger side of Bandit’s car striking the engine of the driver’s side of the van just as he had planned. Chop and Bluey were roughly jolted in the back of the cab, and although the Rottweiler was tossed further and hit his head hard on the wall since he was standing at the time, Bluey was shaken but relatively unharmed since she was closer to the floor of the van and huddled against the opposite wall. Regardless, both cars were now completely totaled as the rusty white van spun around and rolled backwards into a tree on the corner of the block.
            Bandit unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car with a cough as a small flame ignited under the hood, and although every fiber of muscle in his body was stiff and sore from the hard collision, the airbag had thankfully cushioned his body effectively; even though his back and neck in particular were in immense pain as the smoke emitting from the smashed-in engines filled his lungs, he powered through it with a crack of his stiff neck as he slowly walked step by step to the van over the tiny bits of fiberglass from the shattered windshields. They were going to pay. Bluey’s father would make sure of it.
            “YOU CUNTS… PICKED THE WRONG DOG… TO FUCK WITH!”

            Hell hath no scorn like a father’s fury.

            Bluey gasped as she felt her heart leap with joy at the muffled sound of her dad’s voice through the van door. Her hero had come to save her after all, and he was pissed. Never in her entire life had she ever heard him this angry before.
            Chop growled as he shook his head in a slight daze before opening the van door, confident he could easily take on some chubby middle-aged geezer. However, he never could have expected the rush of fear he felt in that moment as he was met with the furious snarls and guttural growls like that of a wild animal as the blue heeler rushed him, baring his teeth. Bluey looked on from the inside of the open van as her guardian angel came to her rescue, though his figure backlit by the bright light from the fiery wreckage of the family car behind him as well as the fire in his eyes made him look more like a hound from the deepest depths of Hell. She had never been more in love with him.

            Bandit was grateful to his past-self for having never had his dog-teeth removed, because the moment for him to bite someone had finally came - and what a bite it was. With a fierce yell as a rush of adrenaline pumped through his veins, Bandit opened his jaws and leapt at the man who dared to lay even a finger on his daughter, sinking his teeth deep into the Rottweiler’s neck and refusing to let go. The taste of blood quickly filled Bandit’s mouth as he growled and gnashed his fangs into Chop’s throat repeatedly, fueling his intense rage boiling within as he fully embraced the inner hunter instinct passed down by his ancient canine predecessors. He began tugging his head back aggressively as his teeth clamped down on skin with an iron grip, more than willing to rip the fucker’s throat out completely.
            “AAH, FUCK! GET OFFA ME!” Chop screamed in fear as he gasped and coughed for air, punching the side of Bandit’s head with his fists and stomping on his toes before roughly kneeing the blue heeler in the gut several times. But no matter what he did, Bandit’s teeth only sunk deeper and deeper into the scumbag’s flesh as he pulled. “BUTCHER! A LITTLE HELP!”
            Bluey suddenly felt a chill of terror overwhelm her as she helplessly watched the Doberman in the front seat grab a large hunting knife from the glovebox and open the van door. As she looked back to her dad, he was struggling to maintain his grip with his teeth as his stomach was still taking a rough beating from Chop’s knee and facing away from Butcher approaching him from behind. Although she was completely petrified with fear as she imagined the love of her life being murdered right in front of her, she had to do something – and fast.
            “D-dad, BEHIND YOU!” She managed to yell out though her tears, grabbing her dad’s attention amidst the cloud of rage consuming his mind. Just then, Bandit mustered all of his strength and threw all of his weight to the side, spinning Chop around just as Butcher thrust the knife through the air.

            “Glghh-!”

            The Rottweiler inhaled sharply as the knife plunged deeply into his back, piercing his ribs and lung.
            “Chop, fuck! NO!” In a panic, Butcher pulled the knife back out, sealing his friend’s fate. Bluey and Butcher both watched in horror as viscous blood began to spill out of Chop’s freshly-opened wound and mouth like a dark red waterfall, and Bandit’s grip loosened as the kidnapper fell limp to the pavement covered in small fragments of fiberglass and debris from the two destroyed cars. The little blue heeler felt a dry heaving sensation in the pit of her throat, feeling as though her food were about to come up as she saw her assailant’s life quickly leave his body.
            “Chop… no… I’m gonna fuckin’ kill ya, old man!” The Doberman gritted his teeth ferociously at the blue heeler with his best friend’s blood stained a deep crimson on his mouth as the fire grew bigger and brighter under the Heeler vehicle’s hood, the engine popping and crackling as they stared each other down with the intent to kill.
            Before either of them could make the first move, the scene was completely surrounded by an entire squadron of police cars that came from almost seemingly nowhere with how fast they arrived on the scene. Knowing he was done for anyway, Butcher figured he might as well try to take Bandit down with him as he ran screaming at the blue heeler with the bloody knife.

            BANG!

            “FUCK!” The Doberman dropped to the ground in excruciating pain and let go of the blade, his right knee having been shot clean-through by a nearby officer - a female greyhound. Every single officer rushed at the perp, handcuffing him and stuffing him into the back of a squad-car faster than either of the Heelers could even comprehend. Chop, however, was covered completely with a blanket, having been pronounced dead at the scene as officers began to wrap yellow warning tape around the intersection.

            With the worst of it finally over, Bandit and Bluey ran to each other and loudly wept tears of joy and relief as they pulled the other into a hug - the tightest hug either of them had ever given anyone in their lives.
            “I thought… I’d lost you…” Bandit sniffled as he clung to Bluey, squeezing her almost painfully so. But Bluey didn’t care in the least.
            “I thought I was gonna lose you too…” Bluey wiped her tears against her dad’s chest as the two hugged and hugged, never wanting to let the other go. Bandit placed kisses on her forehead as he rocked her back and forth in his arms.
            “Did they hurt you? Did they… touch you?” He whispered with a shuddered breath, rubbing her back soothingly as his tears and mucus along with a bit of Chop’s blood still fresh on his muzzle soaked into the blue fur on her head.
            “Well, the one that… died… he slapped my face once, and… touched my thigh. But that was all he did before you saved me. He… he wanted me to suck on his… his…” She shivered in her father’s arms as she remembered.
            “It’s okay Bluey, it’s over now. It’s over. It’s over.” Bandit simply held his daughter in his arms as he repeated this not only to Bluey but to himself; the living-nightmare was finally over.

            “Are you two alright? Do you need another moment?” The greyhound officer who took the Doberman down was standing next to the two, awkwardly waiting to speak to them about the incident. After a few more moments, Bandit reluctantly pulled away from his daughter before he finally spoke.
            “Y-yeah… yeah… we’re alright now. Thanks to you.”
            “We’re going to make sure this guy is put away for the rest of his life, don’t you worry. And our detectives will interrogate him to try to get a lead on his ‘client’ while we’re at it. So please, rest easy tonight. Do you two need a ride home?”
            Bandit looked back at the destroyed orange hatchback with the passenger side completely shattered and caved in. He felt a tinge of sadness as a bright orange flame exploded loudly in a miniature fireball from the busted engine, having grown quite attached to his beloved ‘ol’-reliable’ over the years. But it was just a thing, and things were replaceable. Family wasn’t. As he looked around at the police cars and officers completely surrounding the area, Bandit couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy as he remembered the nightmare he had several weeks ago. He would undoubtedly be arrested on the spot too, if they only knew his dark secret.
            “Yeah, I think we’ll need a ride. We need to go back and get Chilli and Bingo too, they must be worried sick.” Bandit felt the pain of the crash finally settle into his entire body as his adrenaline finally started to wear off. “And, uh… ow… can you take us to the hospital?”

            After several X-ray scans and a prescription of painkillers that were safe to take with his heart medication, Bandit was able to return home with a relatively-clean bill of health along with his wife and children as he had miraculously not broken a single bone in his body in the crash. Thanks to the passenger side of the car taking most of the impact, Bandit was spared from a much more catastrophic injury thanks to his impeccable calculation of timing the collision just right. As the doctor put it, his muscles were simply exacerbated by the force of the impact and he’d need to limit all physical activity for several days for his tissue to recover. His stomach was also bruised, but thankfully no vital organs had been severely damaged. Having walked over shards of glass and bits of metal, Bandit’s feet also needed to be heavily bandaged for several days once they had removed all of the tiny debris from his soles. He would still be able to walk on them, but only for short amounts of time until his feet were completely healed. As they exited the police car that generously dropped them off at their home, Bandit gave a mental salute in memoriam to his old car for having saved his life – and Bluey’s.
            ‘Your sacrifice won’t be forgotten.’ He thought to himself as he looked at the empty spot in the driveway where the car would usually be before the family entered the front door together.
            “You sure you’re okay, Bluey? It’s okay to talk about it if you want.” Chilli gently asked her daughter as she rubbed the top of her head before suddenly pulling her and Bingo into another close hug. The red heeler felt tears welling in her eyes again, but she finally managed to hold them back this time. Her throat and eyes were sore from all the crying she’d done that night already.
            “I’m… I’m as okay as I can be right now, I guess. I think I just need some sleep so this day can be over already. I love you, Mum.” Bluey tiredly gave her mother a kiss and a hug in return before eventually pulling away to give her dad another hug. “I love you, Dad. Thanks for always looking after me.”
            “I love you too, Bluey. I’ll always be there for you, whenever you need me.” Bandit hugged her back and gave her a kiss on her head, and after saying their good-night’s, Bluey took Bingo’s hand before leading her tired little sister up to their room to get some much-needed sleep.
            With the kids upstairs, Chilli and Bandit stayed up together just a bit longer, wordlessly holding each other in a tender embrace on the living room couch as they silently wept in each other’s arms.

            Later that night, Bandit opened his eyes in his bed to find the room filled with piles upon piles of Halloween candy, a slow dim light fading between purple, orange, and green throughout the room.
            As he looked around knowing immediately that this was a dream, Bandit was surprised that he had managed to fall asleep at all after tonight’s traumatic events - though the melatonin he had taken certainly helped. Bandit got out of bed and cautiously opened the bedroom door, desperately hoping that the immense stress of that night wouldn’t be causing him to have any intense vivid nightmares. Instead, he was immediately greeted by Bluey standing just outside his door as though she were waiting for him.
            “Hi, Dad~” She smiled for the first time since the incident as she leaned up to give him another warm embrace, her tail wagging affectionately behind her.
            “Hey, Bluey… how are you feeling?” He hugged her back sweetly, not even thinking of trying to do the thing they would always do when they met up in their dreams. Now wasn’t the appropriate time, not after everything that had just happened.
            “Much better, now that you’re here~” She pulled away slowly before grabbing his hand, leading him to her bedroom. From this alone, Bandit already knew what she had in mind.
            “Uhm, Bluey… we really don’t have to do this, I mean, you’ve just been through a lot, and…”
            “I want to do this, Dad. It’ll help me feel better. And I want to thank you… properly… for saving me~” As they entered her room and she led him to her bed, a new costume suddenly appeared on her; something completely different than the witch outfit she had been wearing earlier that night for Trick-or-Treating.
            Bandit gulped as he looked at her, wondering how she even came up with this getup. His young daughter was suddenly wearing black fishnet stockings with fishnet gauntlets to match, a thin black thong, little black horns on top of her head just in front of her ears, bat-like wings on her back, and a black choker around her neck; she was also apparently wearing thick black eyeshadow and eyeliner as she looked up at him with a smug look, knowing he found her irresistibly-sexy dressed like this.
            “Wha- how- where’d you even get this idea?” Bandit nervously stammered, trying to resist her in her succubus costume at such a sensitive time like this.
            “I saw a Husky lady dressed up like this while we were Trick-or-Treating. I saw you looking at her, too~” She smirked, calling him out for ogling another woman in public.
            “Well… either way, I really don’t think we should-” Bandit bashfully rubbed the back of his head tried to change the subject.
            “Shh, just let me take care of you tonight, Dad. I need this~” She reached up and grabbed ahold of his sheath, slowly stroking the hilt of his cock as his red tip peeked through to greet her. “If you’re worried about your heart, we can just go slowly. My hero deserves his reward tonight~”
            As he stood at the edge of her bed, Bandit couldn’t resist letting out a sigh of relief from his worries as he felt Bluey’s lips gently kiss his cock. Although he wasn’t supposed to do anything physically-demanding while he recovered, thankfully this was an exception since he was still technically lying sound asleep back in his bed. She tilted her head lower, giving each of his balls attention as she gave them each several gentle kisses and licks.
            “Ya know… it actually made me really wet when I heard you yelling at those guys while I was in that van. You were so… brave. And strong~” Bluey smiled as she eagerly slid her tongue along the side of his salty length while it brushed against her cheek, her dad’s musky flavor filling her senses as she breathed heavily onto his groin.
            “J-just… doin’ what any dad would…” Bandit shuddered with pleasure as Bluey’s wet tongue serviced his hard shaft, rubbing the top of her head before letting out a gasp of surprise as Bluey suddenly took his whole member in her mouth. The sounds of her loud slurping and gagging filled the room as she got to work, reveling in the sensation of choking on her heroic and loving father’s sensitive manhood. She was sickened and disgusted at the mere thought of being forced to pleasure some random strange man against her will; Bandit was her one and only true love, and no one else would ever do. He was the only one she would always be more than happy to pleasure in any way he wanted her to. She pulled back after a few moments, gasping for air as a thick strand of drool dripped down her lip onto the floor.
            “But you’re not just any dad, you’re the best dad in the world~” She moaned with pure lust in her voice as she went back to feeding on her dad’s cock down to the hilt. Bandit let out a loud moan as his daughter rested her hands on his thighs, quickening her pace as she hungrily grunted and sputtered on his throbbing member in her throat. Globs of sticky clear saliva swung from Bluey’s lips as she repeatedly bobbed her head forward onto his knot, never wanting to stop as if she needed it to survive.
            Bandit finally gave in completely, gently pulling her away from his cock and leaning down to give her a passionate kiss as he forced his tongue into her mouth; this was clearly what Bluey wanted, so if doing this with him really made her feel better, then who was he to deny her? As their tongues wetly licked each other with hot heavy breaths, Bandit felt himself start to cry again as he felt overjoyed that Bluey was still safe and sound with him where she belonged. He promised to himself that he would never let something like this horrible night ever happen again.
            “You’re my whole world, Bluey. You’re my everything. You’re… mine.” He whispered into this kiss with a lick of her open maw, sending chills up his daughter’s spine as he claimed ownership of her.
            “I’m all yours… forever… Dad…” Her huffed into this sensual kiss with her father between breaths, her mind feeling hazy as she was absolutely drunk with romantic incestuous love for her saviour. Just then, she remembered another perfect way she could show her undying gratitude. “Sit.” She insisted as she broke the kiss and pointed to her mattress; Bandit obeyed, sitting on the end of her bed to face the little blue heeler with his legs spread.
He was taken by surprise when Bluey went between his legs, but not to continue with sucking his member again as he expected. Her nose pressed into his scrotum and raised his heavy balls up a little, her tongue eagerly protruding from behind her lips to taste her dad’s tailhole. She had already learned to love the unique meaty flavor last time she had done this, so this time was much easier to get back into it now that she had acquired the taste.
            “Oh… fff-biscuits…” Bandit huffed as he felt her slick tongue hungrily slurping on his bottom, laying on his back and casually rubbing her head with his hand to relax his weary spirit as his daughter took good care of him. For Bluey, tonight was all about making her dad – her hero - feel good. She knew just how much he loved it when she did this for him the first time. She lightly moaned onto the manhole as her tongue circled around the circumference before sliding in, feeling his warm flesh enveloping it like a comfortable heated blanket. Bandit’s eyes involuntarily rolled into his head with a breathy sigh of ecstasy escaping his lungs as his daughter’s tongue slowly and delicately explored every reachable corner of his insides.
            After what felt like ages of thoroughly cleaning his taint with her tongue, Bluey finally stood back up and wiped her mouth before rubbing her chest against Bandit’s painfully-stiff cock; she could tell he was desperate for more.
            “I want you to put it in me, Dad…” She whispered as she pulled down her thin black panties, kicking them onto the floor before she crawled up onto his abdomen and made herself comfortable on his chest as his twitching cock was firmly nestled against her bottom. The big blue heeler could feel the intense heat radiating from his daughter’s sex as he came down from the blissful daze of his tongue-bath. “Either one you want.”
            Bandit reached down with his hands and began cupping her rear in his grip before gently prodding her juicy tailhole with his fingers, spreading it open a bit. It felt like it had been forever since he’d given her tight little bum a good stretching. Tilting his head down to meet her mouth with his in a soft kiss, Bandit aimed his tip with precision directly into her narrow back entrance before slowly pushing it inside with a careful thrust of his hips.
            Bluey happily grunted into her dad’s mouth as she felt him gradually enter her anus, personally glad that he happened to choose the hole she was honestly hoping for. She relaxed her muscles as she willingly gave in to her father’s needs, her little arms resting on his sides as they continued their unbreaking kiss. No matter how many times the two blue heelers tasted each other’s mouths, each tender touch of their lips still felt just as exciting and wonderful as the last.
            After a few silent minutes of slow and gentle lovemaking with her behind, Bandit eventually broke the kiss first with a slight reluctance of parting their mouths, only to move his lips down and place loving kisses on her neck with a smile as he heard that precious ticklish giggle from Bluey that he loved so, so much. Everything he had been through that night was worth it just to hear that adorable laugh, to see that perfect smile. Her laugh was what Heaven sounded like, her smile what it looked like. Suddenly, his pace slowed to nearly a stop as a sobering thought crossed his mind, pulling himself back from her neck as he looked sullen.
            “Dad?” Bluey asked with a growing concern, slowly gyrating her hips with his member still firmly inside her bum in an attempt to get him to continue.
            “Am I… am I no different from them?” Bandit asked himself as he thought of the two traffickers who tried to steal his daughter away from him. It felt almost hypocritical the more he thought about it; those two men were going to do horrible things to his child, while here he was doing those same things to her himself in their shared dreamland. “Am I a monster?”
            Bluey looked at him silently for a moment, trying to carefully piece together right words to say in her head.
            “On our date, you said that someday I’d find someone who’s right for me. That I’d move on from you someday.” The little blue heeler smiled and nuzzled her nose against Bandit’s chest, taking in his masculine scent. “Well I already found the right person for me. It’s you, Dad. It’s always been you. It’ll always be you. You’re stuck with me, whether you like it or not.” She reached her hand up and rested her palm gently on her father’s cheek, looking up into his eyes with nothing but love. “You’re nothing like those bad guys. I like doing this with you because…” She leaned forward and gave his mouth an affectionate lick. “You make me feel safe… and… and warm… and loved. You really are my hero, and not just because of what happened tonight. You were always my hero, and you never even had to risk your life saving me to do it. All you ever had to do was be my dad. You’re my whole world. You’re my everything. I love you.”
            This was everything Bandit had wanted to hear, even if he hadn’t realized it until just now. Without another word, Bandit closed his eyes and he kissed his daughter once more, his pace inside of her bum quickening a bit as he steadily approached his climax; just then, his thick round knot slipped inside her slick wet pucker as father and daughter fucked together without shame. Bluey grunted into the her dad’s mouth a bit as it went in, almost having forgotten just how full it made her insides feel; but as always, it thankfully didn’t hurt in the least, being that it was only a dream. Bandit clung tightly to Bluey in his arms as they both moaned out together in unison, and even Bluey was quickly reaching her own orgasm from the intense anal stimulation closely bordering her sensitive feminine nerves.
            “I love you t-too, Bluey!” After what had been by far the worst night of both of their lives, the two heelers finally felt some peace of mind again as they came together. He wasn’t sure exactly why, but tonight’s was by far the most intense and sensitive orgasm Bandit could ever recall having experienced in recent memory.

            After they had finally come down from the intense wave of relief that had washed over them, Bandit slowly pulled his cock out of his daughter’s well-stretched anus, his spherical red knot slipping out with an audible wet PLOP as his thick white seed dripped slowly out of her with a soft squelch of her muscles.
For the rest of the night, the two simply laid silently together in Bluey’s small bed and held each other closely in their dream without ever letting go until the morning light came, occasionally giving each other sweet and tender kisses until the usual static began to wake them both from their much-needed sleep.

            Bandit groaned in immense agony as he awoke, nearly forgetting just how much pain his physical body was actually in before taking his prescribed painkiller with water on the bedside table next to him.
            ‘Back to bed…’ The blue heeler muttered quietly to himself before crawling back under the covers to sleep off the pain.
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            But all of the pain was worth it.
            For Bluey.
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