Lady was in trouble, and she knew it.

Since finding herself on the rough town streets, life had done a complete 180 on her. Gone were the days of comfy naps at the fireplace by her owner's feet, pedicured and pampered like a princess and the finest dining a dog could get.

Now, she was lucky to find a clean puddle of rainwater to wash the dirt off her feet from, or a leftover piece of chicken discarded in a garbage bin to call breakfast.

Luckily for her, it wasn't long before a guardian angel came her way. A filthy and uncleaned guardian angel, but an angel nonetheless.

His name was Tramp, or "The Tramp" to some. They had taken a liking to each other, and he had been kind enough to be her guide of the city. They had been all sorts of places so far, points of interest that her new charming guy friend knew about, and the bitch had been enjoying her little tour.

They had even had a few close calls with the dog catchers, and she had to admit, this rebellious lifestyle of living on the streets... It had a strange kind of appeal to it. She wasn't going to say that she was enjoying it or wanted it for herself, but it wasn't the worst thing in the world. At the very least, it made a bad situation better.

That was, until now.

Somehow, the hi-jinks of living on the wild side of the animal kingdom, so to speak, had led both her and her new friend to a show of some kind. And she had no idea what happened to him or where he went, as she suddenly found herself on stage at the club.

Just as an act, called 'Biedermeyer's Wonder Dogs', judging from that poster she had seen, had gotten underway, she and Tramp managed to get into the building with the aid of their natural puppy-eyes charm, and they were looking forward to enjoying the show.

Unbeknownst to Lady, of course, was that she was set to BE part of the show.

Getting separated from Tramp, unaware that he had already been taken away to who-knows-where, the posh spaniel found herself on stage as the curtain rose up, and the show began.

She was petrified at first, seeing all those people watching her and laughing when she couldn't follow the commands of the conductor. But then things only got worse when the actual show dogs arrived on stage, with matters only getting gradually worse as things went on.

Those poodles, groomed & trimmed in a very unsubtle style of having their fur cover their chest areas & their posteriors, as if they were humans wearing pretty revealing attire for their audience, came on and began their routine, dancing & moving in synchronicity with one another.

It was a grand spectacle, and anyone could tell it would take months of practice to get those ladies working like that.

But all of it was in vain, when Lady accidentally ruined the show for them, and all the other dogs waiting to perform; thanks to that stage manager trying to trap her a few times, she rammed into the poodles several times, knocking them down and sabotaging the performance.

Needless to say, they weren't too pleased with the unwelcome mutt's interference, and they decided to show their anger at her in their own personal way.

As soon as the curtain came back down, the six taller canines took the spaniel and forcefully tugged her away to their dressing room, throwing her to the floor and locking the door from the inside, using the bolt on wall that was much too big for Lady to reach on her own.

Which brought us to the here & now; the pooch was lying there, not daring to get up, surrounded by the six identical ladies, with matching looks of disdain on their beautiful faces.

Their glares froze her in place, and the worst was yet to come. Matter of fact, they hadn't even started yet, and as much as she wished they wouldn't, they were about it.

"Well..." One of them spoke up, taking a step forward and pressing her front foot on the spaniel's belly, keeping her pinned down as she loomed her head over Lady's, looking down at her straight in the eye. "You certainly made an entrance, didn't you?"

She knew it was a rhetorical question and that she shouldn't reply, so she just let her continue, feeling her heart beat louder and her face beginning to sweat.

Two more of the show dogs came closer to her as well, one on each side of her face.

It was then that they made their move on her to restrict her even more than she already was; both of them took one of Lady's front paws in both of their own, pinning them to the ground to keep her trapped in place, immobile and helpless.

She felt so powerless like this, being surrounded by these taller, beautiful canines. Knowing something unpleasant would be coming her way in just a few moments, and they weren't going to let her out, even if she begged.

Even so, she felt she should at least explain herself to them, hoping there would be at least a small chance they would understand.

"I... I'm sorry..." Lady whimpered, looking over them all slowly, taking in their looks of disapproval at her very existence. "I- I didn't... I didn't mean to..."

Her excuse didn't sit well with her new acquaintances, who barely changed the look on their faces, as the one right in front of her spoke up on their behalf.

"Oh, so you ruined our routine accidentally?" She snapped, sounding sarcastic with her question as she pressed her foot even further down onto Lady's silky smooth coat, asserting her dominance on the helpless pooch.

But before the dog on the floor could follow up, she was met with another reaction to her explanation that was as unexpected as it was unsanitary.

Without warning, the poodle in front of her spat on her face, shooting her saliva at her cheek, getting the foul liquid stuck in her coat and infecting her with who-knows-what kinds of bacteria.

Upon realising what just happened, Lady was in utter shock. How could anyone, ANYONE, do something so disgusting like that, to another dog? It was... It was unthinkable.

"Oops(!)" The assailant spoke up, sounding as unapologetic as one could be, after doing something so undignified as releasing her bodily fluid on someone else's face. "So sorry(!) I didn't MEAN to do that(!)"

The other five seemed to enjoy the disgusting display, taking delight in seeing Lady's stunned face. Her eyes looked down to the glob of spit, slowly dripping down her cheek and getting more of her beautiful fur covered in the germ-filled fluid.

She wasn't sure whether to scream or cry at what was happening, but she didn't get the chance to do either, before she was suddenly greeted to another round.

On her other cheek, the poodle on top of her spat again, shooting her loogie squarely at Lady again, nailing the shot with near perfect precision.

And once again, a look of horror appeared on the spaniel's face, her coat getting infested with the drool.

One time was bad enough, but for it to have been done to her twice? This was unfathomable, in her world.

But her troubles were far from over. Very far from it.

"Whoopsie(!)" She teased again, not seeming actually sorry in the slightest. "My bad, dearie(!)"

The comments were only making matters worse for the trapped pooch; she wasn't used to being ganged up on or teased like this, so she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do in a situation like this. Not that she could do anything about it right now, anyway; her legs being held down like this prevented any kind of action.

If only Tramp was still here with her, but he had probably made his escape from the theatre by now, searching the streets for her. If only her gallant hero would barge in here and rescue her from these girls.

"I think she liked it." Another one of the poodles spoke up from behind the first one, looking over her shoulder at the situation with a coy grin on her face. "In fact, I think she wants a big one in her mouth~"

Lady's blood froze at that suggestion. She found it hard to comprehend being spat on her cheeks, but one in her mouth!? This had to be a nightmare. One that she hoped she would wake up from soon.

"Oh, yes, that's a wonderful idea~" The dog on top agreed, looking down at the stuck canine. "Open wide, sweetheart~"

'I most certainly will not!' The posh house-dog retorted in her mind, though not having the nerve to say such a thing out-loud to her face.

Instead, she moved her head to the side, trying to make her mouth avoid the incoming & inevitable attack as best she could.

"Now, we'll have none of that~" Another one of the poodles cooed, moving to the back of their new friend's predicament ad clamping her paws on either side of Lady's face, being sure to avoid the wads of spit she still had clinging to her fur.

Once she had grasped her, the taller bitch forced the smaller one's head to look upwards again, surprising the spaniel with her impressive strength in her own front paws. All that practice with their routine had helped with that.

With her face looking upwards at the head tormentor again, Lady was unpleasantly met with the sight of her cheeks looking full, and she could make a good guess at what it was that filled them.

So instead, she just opted to keep her mouth as tightly closed as possible, hoping to avoid taking any of her filthy spit in her mouth; getting it on her lips or anywhere else on her mouth was better than that.

However, that plan would quickly be demolished just as quickly as the first one, when the poodles made their next move on her.

One of the dogs holding her paws down moved their own paw to her nose, pinching it shut and cutting off Lady's airways, blocking out her lungs with the way she was.

The spaniel was quick to feel the effect of the idea; the sudden lack of oxygen had her feeling lightheaded and making her body feel weak, which was only getting worse by the second.

She could see the 6 of them smirking at her, enjoying her struggle as the need for her to take a breath got stronger.

Knowing that there was a big, disgusting loogie waiting for her as soon as she did, Lady tried her hardest not to break, but it was getting increasingly difficult as time went on. She wanted to breathe; her lungs were begging her to.

But if she did, she'd only give them more satisfaction. Though then again, was giving them that satisfaction more important than living?

What choice did she have? These girls wouldn't let up for a long time, and she wouldn't be getting out of here for a while, either.

As her face began to change color from the lack of new air entering her lungs & the old air leaving it, at the same time tears appeared in her eyes, the pooch finally relented to her needs and took the bait at last.

Finally surrendering to her body's insistence, Lady opened her mouth and began taking big, quick breath, recovering from the asphyxiation she subjected herself to.

And that was when the taller bitch let loose.

The moment she saw her target expose itself, she spat a fat one into the opened mouth, landing the majority of it inside the intended target and making her choke on the sudden intake of foul fluid.

Not that she would know the comparison, but Lady felt like she was getting water-boarded by large wad of saliva, struggling to take in the disgusting liquid all at once like that. She didn't want to swallow it, but at the same time, it had nowhere else to go, and the sooner she could get the taste out of her mouth, the better.

So, with some reluctance, the spaniel gulped down the horrid drool, accepting her position of submission in this room.

The good news, was that the bitch holding her nose finally let go of it, allowing her to take in oxygen through her nostrils again.

"Well?" The poodle spoke up again, looking down at Lady with an expecting look. "What do you say, you mongrel?"

When lady finished swallowing the excessive loogie down her throat, she looked up at her tormentors with a pleading look, though she had doubts it would work on them as it did with the man who greeted her and Tramp at the door to the theatre.

As much as she wanted to be angry, glare back, or even spit in her face to see how she liked it, she couldn't bring herself to do it. The attacks on her so far had rendered her feeling vulnerable to anything. Besides, they were intent on getting their revenge, as they had made very clear by now.

So, her best bet was just to play along and at least make them think she was sorry for the accident on stage.

"T- Thank you..." She muttered, sounding as pathetic as she looked, which seemed to amuse the snobby bitches.

"You're very welcome, you little doormat~"  She teased, raising her other front paw to Lady's face, offering it to her mouth as well. "Here, show your gratitude to me with a nice tongue bath~"

Just as before, Lady was utterly disgusted by the command; the idea of licking another dog's paw turned her stomach. She wouldn't even think to do it to her own paws, and they were usually very rarely dirty, when she was living with her owners.

But even despite that, she didn't feel the need to protest or defend herself this time. After she experienced what had happened to her the last time she tried that just a minute ago, she knew now that there was no way to get out of this torture, until they were satisfied with her.

So, with even more reluctance, she opened her mouth and unfurled her tongue, ready for the inevitable contact with the filthy foot, that had been who-knows-where.

As easy on the eyes as these ladies were, no doubt being kept groomed & nicely kept backstage, she couldn't help the thought of dirt and grime being stuck to their paws regularly, and the idea of getting a feel for any of that with her tongue of all things wasn't exactly an appealing idea.

Still, she didn't have a say in the matter.

The poodle wasted no time inserting her paw into Lady's mouth, sticking it inside and wordlessly telling her to get to work, which the spaniel forced herself to comply with.

To her dismay, her expectations of the foul taste were all too true; it felt like her feet had been running up and down Tramp's junkyard all day, and it was killing her inside to commit to cleaning them.

The recoiled look of disgust on her face, from her scrunched up eyes to her twitching nose, was a great amusement to the other dogs in the room, taking delight in her suffering.

Every little bit of the paw in her mouth was cleaned off by Lady, from the beans, to the claws, to in between each toe, until she was sure it was polished enough to resemble a manicure.

Finally finishing with the disgusting command, the spaniel was relieved to feel the bigger bitch pull her foot out of her mouth, giving it a look over with a feigned look of grimace.

"Ugh, look what you've done." She chimed in a playfully disgusted foot. "You've gotten your filthy slobber all over me~"

Lady knew she was teasing her with that, especially with how hypocritical it would be that she was disgusted at the prospect of getting someone else's spit on her, after she did it three times to her already.

Still, she didn't dare speak up to protest, or even get the chance to apologise for it, before the next move was made.

The poodle moved her foot down to Lady's pristine & pampered belly, wiping her own spit on her coat as she used it like a makeshift towel.

It didn't do the job of getting it dry as perfectly as a real towel would, but they all knew that wasn't the real intention; she ust wanted to humiliate the pooch as much as she could.

"What a disgraceful mutt." Another one of the poodles spoke up, keeping up the tone of tormenting their new friend like the others. "She can't even serve us as a doormat, but... Maybe she'd like to be a chair, instead~"

That idea made her heart skip a beat. They wouldn't... Surely, they wouldn't... Even they couldn't be so...

Alas, her fear were confirmed, starting with the poodle to her left keeping her pinned down.

Swiftly & elegantly turning around, while keeping her front paws down on Lady's foot, the showgirl presented her backside to the grounded bitch, letting her get a load of it as she did on stage.

Sure enough, it still had that look of a revealing, tight, fluffy bottomwear covering her private parts, only with those same private parts on display.

Her puffy cookie and puckered anus were clear to her, but they wouldn't be for long, when she plopped her rear end down on the spaniel's appendage again, keeping her firmly in place again.

Lady could feel the gravity of things a lot more in two ways; not only was her bottom heavier than it looked, which was as expected, given that she was a lot taller than she was, but it was both humiliating & disgusting.

As far as she knew or was concerned, someone's bottom was the most disgusting part of their body, so to have that of all things weighing her down now was sheer torture for her.

And it didn't stop there, she quickly turned and saw & felt the one on the other side do the same thing, leaving her trapped in place with a much firmer bind.

But the worst of it was about to come, when she looked up straight again.

Just like with the other two, the doggo in front of her turned around before Lady knew it, and the latter was suddenly treated to a full close-up view of the private parts, seeing them more personally than she would've ever liked to have.

If she was into this kind of thing, she'd be admiring the perfect posterior presented in front of her, and wondering if her own even remotely compared to such a magnificent rump.

But that wasn't entirely on her mind at the moment; she was much more focused on the fact she was about to be met with that backside, a lot more than she would've been comfortable with. Which was not at all.

As she expected/dreaded, the poodle sat her butt down on Lady's face, quickly silencing and smothering her with her plump, fluffy cheeks, and getting the intruder very well acquainted with her lady bits.

Right away, aside from the sudden lack of fresh air once again, the first thing Lady had noticed was the feeling of her nose being pressed into the little pucker's entrance, giving her a noseful of ass, which quickly made its scent known to her nostrils.

It was every bit as foul as anyone would've expected, and she wanted to beg her to move her posh, snobby rump off her face, but she knew she didn't have the nerve. And in a deeper part of her mind, that was starting to surface up more, she felt like she didn't have the right, either.

Regardless, she was somehow trapped even more under three supple backsides, keeping her pinned to the floor in one of the most humiliating ways possible.

But she wasn't about to be shown any mercy yet.

On the subject of backsides, Lady suddenly fet her own getting exposed; her back paws were sudden;y picked up and lifted up towards her head, most likely by the one sitting on her face, forcing her to bend her body into an arc with her own butt now visible, which made the poor rich pooch blush even harder.

She had never felt more exposed or helpless than she did right now, and she had a strong feeling that her new "friends" here were about to take full advantage of that.

*SMACK*

As it would transpire, she was right.

A swift spank on her buttcheek by one of these poodles caught her off-guard, making her yelp as she struck, breathing a heavy gasp into the poodle's bottom on top of her.

"Oooh, she liked that~" The alpha showgirl commented, feeling Lady's breath hit her cunt, making her feel all the more powerful in her position of power over their guest. "Do it again."

'Oh no...' Lady thought with a sense of dread, hearing the command and bracing herself for the next impact.

*SMACK*

As expected, a second strike fell upon her buttock, as did a third.

*SMACK*

And a fourth.

*SMACK*

Then a fifth.

*SMACK*

The spanking went on, with Lady letting out a little gasp each time one of their paws met her backside.

This was a first for her. She was always raised right as soon as she was born, so she very rarely had to have been disciplined in her life. And even on the few occasions when she was, it was never anything physical; usually just meant spending the night chained to the doghouse in the back.

She was hardly a little scamp.

Curious still, she had heard that a few other high social classes did this kind of thing on a regular basis; apparently, they believed a daily spanking installed a sense of discipline and ensured that the pets would learn their places in the household, or something like that.

She didn't believe it, but experiencing this kind of treatment from these girls, she was starting to realise that anything was possible, in the animal world.

If she every had a daughter or three of her own, she wouldn't have dreamed of doing something so crude to them, just to keep them in line... Would she?

Swat after swat, Lady's butt was starting to turn a shade of red from the spanking, which was yet another source of amusement for her dominant hosts.

"Oh my, look at that lovely bum blush~" One of them teased, before winding her paw back again and delivering another hard *SMACK*

The impact made Lady yelp again, breathing more of her hot breath on the top poodle's cookie, making her coo in delight when she felt it again.

"Red is a lovely color for you, dearie~" Another one commented, doing the same as her comrade.

*SMACK*

Unbeknownst to Lady or any of the six identical poodles having their fun with her, the latter set weren't the only ones enjoying the private show they were putting up.

Whether by ignorance or to get a view of the outside world, the window on the wall of the room had been left open, and they had an audience of one, who had been watching the spectacle going on for a while now & was loving every second of it.

From the corner of the window, a yellow Pekingese had been keeping an eye on things, trying not to make any noise as she gave herself a teasing feel of her own private parts.

She looked more like a tramp than Tramp himself, with her somewhat excessive makeup on her eyes, her messy dirty blonde hair covering one of them up, and the way she was panting as she watched the sex unfold in the room in front of her.

"Wow, this girl likes it rough..." She muttered, rubbing her moist cookie as she spied on the torture Lady was being subjected to. "My kind of dog~"

She envied the spaniel's position, wishing she too would be forced into such lewd activity, especially by so many dogs at once. Hell, if she had her way, they'd be doing so much more to her with their butts than just sitting on her...

That dirty thought excited her, and she had a little difficulty suppressing a howl as she pushed her paw deeper into her cunt.

Back inside, Lady was still trying to adapt to her situation; they were relentless with, attacking her defenceless, innocent, tender bottom like it was their personal target, or that she was in serious need of discipline.

If she could concentrate on anything other than the stining feeling on her rear or the crushing feeling of poodle butt on her front paws & her face, she'd be dreading to imagine what kind of color her buttock had turned, and whether she could bear to ever look at that part of her body in the mirror again.

Of course, admiring her own bum in the mirror wasn't something she tended to do on a regular basis, but if she survived this whole ordeal in one piece, she'd certainly have a new appreciation for her adorable, fluffy bottom.

But for the moment, she had to try to get through this current predicament. Though, that wouldn't be so easy, given what was happening to her.

The humiliation of everything going on at once was almost too much for her to bear, and adding that factor in with the lack of fresh air getting to her lungs in lieu of the scent of butt, her mind was beginning to go fuzzy.

Her right frame of mind was beginning to fade into obscurity, and her posh upbringing was beginning to disappear from her mind. Her owners' faces were starting to become a blur, and she was starting to forget her own home's address.

But before she could suffer from any more amnesia from the lack of air, she realised that the spanking had suddenly stopped, and that was followed by the weight on her face suddenly starting to lift, making it much easier for her respiratory system to start working normally again.

Naturally, Lady took some deep breaths of fresh air, glad that the worst of it was over... Before she also realised that she knew better than to assume something so hopeful for her so quickly.

There was no way the worst was over. In fact, from the brief time she had the displeasure of knowing these poodles, it probably hadn't even begun yet.

And when she saw what they did next, she knew she was right.

Her heart sank when she saw the poodles sitting on either side of her reach over to the one on top of her. Specifically, when they went to her backside, each of them placed their paws on one of her luscious cheeks, and pulled them towards themselves, spreading them as best as they could.

Suddenly, the top dog's anus was even more revealed to the spaniel, spread open and allowing her to see the dark red, squishy insides of her rectum.

It was an absolutely disgusting sight, and she had to fight the urge not to look away from the opened pucker, not even daring to dream what they had in mind for her next. Something so repulsive couldn't be a good thing, and if this didn't break her down to nothing, she wasn't sure what else would.

"Now, you filthy little mutt..." She spoke up, lowering her butt down to Lady's face again, making the latter want to back away from it even more, but knowing that she couldn't. "Since you've done so well as our personal cushion and you've surely learnt where a clumsy street mongrel like you belongs, I'm going to give you the privilege of kissing my bum as your reward."

When those words were spoken, the pooch felt her heart sink to the floor. The seafloor, if it could go that deep.

This had to be a joke. Surely, she couldn't be serious. They weren't about to make her defile herself to this level of degradation... Were they?

It didn't sound like they were joking, and with how close her spread anus was to her snout, allowing her to feel the heat and smell the horrid scent coming from it, it didn't look like it either.

Never in her sheltered, pampered life had she felt so low. Being reduced to such a disgusting toy, solely for these poodles to use and abuse as they wished.

She was so in shock, that she didn't even notice when one of the poodles that was spanking her a moment ago went over to their dressing table, retrieving something from the set and bringing it over, standing in front of Lady's face.

She recognised it as that stuff that her owner would put on her lips before their little nights out, that made her look pretty. As curious as she may have been at times, she was sure that kind of cosmetics weren't for dogs.

That was, until now.

"Of course, if you're going to kiss the best..." She spoke up, uncapping the tube and twisting the bottom of it to bring the ruby red stick up, bringing it over to Lady's mouth. "You should at least try to look your best~"

With how much she had endured so far, and the thought of Tramp barging in here to rescue her vanishing from her mind, she knew there was no point in fighting them, so she just allowed them to do as they wished with her.

Without a struggle she simply laid there and allowed her to apply the lipstick to her, making her feel weird as it was painted on her mouth, only imagining how ridiculous she looked right now.

It only took a few seconds for her to finish, but as soon as she was, she put the makeup down and tilted Lady's face back to looking at the butthole before her, pressing her paws into her cheeks, so as to force her lips to pucker.

The spaniel was dreading what came next, which was more than can be said for Peg.

She was still watching the display, and seeing what they were about to make her do next, she couldn't help panting, her breath fogging up the window with her tongue hanging out.

"Lucky..." She whispered, licking her lips and dreaming she was in her position instead, fantasising about the wonderful taste of anus on her own tastebuds. "Being such a good girl for them~"

The sight of everything going on was almost torturous for her, knowing she couldn't just break in there and join in, but she was contempt with just watching and pleasuring herself.

Besides, she would just need to get in the show next time, and she'd get to be in Lady's position instead.

For the moment though, Lady was hardly in a position to fight back, so just braced herself for the worst and leaned in to the opened pucker, complying with their command as best she could.

She kissed the poodle's anus, eliciting a mocking round of "Ooooh" and "Awwww" from the rest of them, whereas the one on the receiving end just smirked evilly at the feeling of submission she had brought the spaniel to.

It was without a doubt that she had destroyed their uninvited guest's morale at this point, but that was well-deserved. She had ruined their performance, after all.

They didn't exactly enjoy the routine anymore, but that didn't mean this bitch had to ruin it for them, making them all look like amateurs and probably getting them punished later on as well.

And with that vengeful thought in mind, she knew the best way to further demolish this girl mentally.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you, dearie?" She asked her in a mocking tone, wiggling her rump in Lady's face, forcing the latter to move along with it.

She heard the rhetorical question loud and clear, but even if she could answer right now, she didn't know what to say. In more ways than one.

This whole thing was taking a toll on her, and her mind was dropping like sands in an hourglass, one grain at a time, soon to be left with nothing. As such, she wasn't even sure whether to go along with it, sound like she actually meant it, beg with them to let her go, or still try to fight her way out.

In all honesty, that last one was the least likely option to succeed, but none of them would matter, when she gave her nice instruction.

"Of course you do, sweetheart~" She teased, pressing herself further down on her face, which worked well with the follow-up order. "This is the nicest thing you've ever kissed, I'm sure~ Go ahead and make it a French one~"

It took Lady a moment to realise what she was referring to, but when it clicked, her eyes shot up.

She was ordering her to actually use her tongue as well!? On her... On her rectum!?

This was crossing the line. There was no way she would commit to such an act; she had a bit more self-respect than that!

...

Didn't she?

"Self-respect" was hardly an appropriate word to attribute to herself in her current position; she was on the floor, wearing lipstick, and kissing a stranger's backside. In front of 5 witnesses, no less.

If she didn't comply, they were sure to have another punishment waiting for her, and she had a sickly feeling that it wouldn't just be another round of spanking for her. Even if it was, she wasn't sure hoe much more her buttocks could take, and if they decided to get more "creative" with it, they wouldn't just be using their paws again.

Besides, if she had gone this far, she might as well try to appease them. The sooner she could get her punishment over with, the better.

With a heavy heart and a good chunk of her last remaining willpower, Lady dared to open her mouth a little and let her wet muscle slide out, slowly but surely making its way into the disgusting passage.

She wanted to immediately regret her decision, but she had already put her mind to committing to the degrading act, and she knew they wouldn't let her back out now.

So, she got to work, plunging her tongue into the rectum and getting busy exploring it.

"Ooooooh, that's nice~" The recipient of the oral-anal activity cooed, closing her eyes and wagging her tail at the feel of getting rmmed.

"Ooooooh, that's nice~" The blonde-furred dog outside repeated, watching the act unfold and getting even wetter as a result, wishing she could be on either end of the act.

She was no stranger to getting kinky with herself & other dogs, and from her expertise, she could tell that Lady was the polar opposite; that she had never done anything even remotely like this with anyone, including herself. She seemed like the kind of dog who wouldn't even look at her own butt in the mirror.

That was much different now; the spaniel was being thrown into the throes of kinky activity, and it was always a treat to see virgins break. Especially when they were as easy on the eyes as her.

If they could hear her thoughts, the showgirls would agree with that opinion, especially the one pinning her down with her rump.

Her whines and moans were a giveaway that Lady was doing a fantastic job on her backside, despite this being her first time with anything even close to this kind of activity.

Lady, meanwhile, was battling herself in mind, wagging a little war between her dignity and sense of survival.

On one hand, she'd sooner be caught dead than to hear that anyone had caught wind of this little session with these girls, having been reduced to a common street girl. Especially Tramp; what would he think of her after this? Would he look at her the same way again?

But on the other hand, what choice did she have? She was already getting sat on & was thoroughly spanked like a bad puppy, and she chose to comply with kissing & licking her butthole like this. Sure, they didn't give her much of a choice, but she was hardly a fighter, and there was no way she could overpower them & escape by herself. This seemed like the best option, given the circumstances,

And what was more, the former opinion was starting to die out, leaving her only with the sense of submission going through her mind.

"What a good girl~" The poodle suddenly commented, feeling greatly pleasured by the spaniel's efforts, before looking over to one of her colleagues with a knowing look on her pretty face. "I think she's earned a little treat, don't you~?"

The one she was speaking to nodded in agreement, having an idea of what she was referring to, and was more than happy to oblige with the idea.

With Lady busy and oblivious to what was about to happen, she continued to rim the anal canal of her new "friend", blissfully unaware that something not completely different was about to happen to her as well.

As she continued her ministrations with her tongue, all continued as normal, until something happened to her which made her eyes shoot wide open and her mouth widen as she let out a loud gasp into the rectum.

Something, and something hard, at that, poked her in her own bumhole, pressing up against her defenceless pucker, forcefully getting itself acquainted with her rear end.

If she could see down there, she would notice it was a bone, that one of the showgirls was lining up with her rear end, ready to give her that "treat" the other one mentioned.

Without warning or wasting time, she roughly & crudely shoved the long, sturdy doggy delicacy into Lady's anus, making the bitch scream at the sense of getting intruded up there so suddenly.

"Mmmmmmmph!" She exclaimed, into the poodle's cunt, making her shudder in pleasure at the feeling of having her breath lay into her cookie like that.

"Ooooh, my~" The bitch on top announced, looking sown at the spaniel's covered face. "You like that, don't you, little strumpet?"

Lady wouldn't have answered even if she could; her mind was too busy reeling from the feeling of the anal invasion to think about anything else. Her mind and body didn't know how to react to the unexpected move.

For anything, anything at all, to be inserted into THERE of all places... It was...

It was wrong... It was foul... It was crude... This just wasn't right...

'But...' The spaniel conceded in her mind, as all other thoughts, sights and sounds faded into nothingness from it, leaving her only with the sound of her own subconscious.

Maybe... Maybe this WAS right... Maybe this was all happening to her for a reason.

Maybe she deserved this... She deserved being used as everything they had treated her as. A footstool, a spittoon, a seat, a target, a bum-licker and a... Whatever the proper term for getting something shoved up her bum was called.

She was so lost in thought, that she didn't even notice when the poodle pulled the bone back out a little, re-inserting it with a forceful thrust, making it feel like she was being pounded up her butthole by a horny rottweiler.

The second thrust was just as powerful as the first one, only minus the shock of getting probed up there for the first time, and it brought her the same complex feeling as the first one.

Her tongue thrashed about as well, getting into every bit of the poodle's anal passage that it could reach pleasuring her as much as the bone inadvertently did to her.

"Mmmm, yeah~" She moaned, wiggling her rump on Lady's face again, shuddering with each wild lick the pooch gave her, bringing her to a new sense of domination with each one.

And it wasn't just the two of them enjoying themselves.

Outside, Peg was oogling the spectacle with heavy panting and a hanging tongue, going to town on herself with a busy paw, throwing all caution to the wind.

She was leaning against the window, her face resting against the glass pane and no longer caring if she was caught spying on them or not.

The sight of what she was lucky enough to get a load of was too enticing for her to tear her gaze from, and she was gushing like a fountain down there.

"Ahhhh... Ohhhhh~" She moaned, keeping her slutty eyes locked on Lady, hoping the house-dog could at least appreciate how fortunate she was that she could get to enjoy such a fantastic experience like this, and how much any dog like her would fight to the death to be in her position right now.

It was teasing her too much, and she could feel herself getting closer to her glorious finish.

Lady and her new friend/mistress were getting to the same level of euphoria, both of them enjoying the feeling of something loose & wet and something hard & dry in their dirty passages, one moreso than the other... For the time being, at least.

Both of them found themselves getting excited by the anal activities & intrusions, one of them from their experience in these lewd acts, and the other from getting to experience it for the first time.

It was all too much for them to bear, and while one of them knew what was about to happen next, the other was about to experience a new sensation on her innocent body for the very first time in her life.

"Oooohhh... Ooohhh, yes~!" The former moaned loudly, arching her back as she braced for the incoming release of pleasure from her lady parts.

"Mmmmph! Mmmmph!" The latter moaned, feeling something bubbling up inside her private parts, as she could feel her mind succumbing more and more to the submission.

'This... This is where I belong...' She finally conceded, the feeling of getting her butthole thrusted into like this too strong for her to ignore, and giving in to how she felt. 'I deserve this... I am beneath them...'

That confession to herself, as it would seem, made the disgusting act she was being treated to, all the better, and she found that the pounding she was getting in her anus was easier to take, and was all the more pleasurable.

Maybe because she realised that she was lucky, privileged, even, to be getting such a lewd treat from her betters, let alone getting to be sat on by one of them.

As such, she doubled her efforts to show her dedication to being beneath her like this, working her tongue all the harder inside the poodle's anus, making her moan even louder.

"Ahhhh!" She yelped out in an unladylike manner, closing her eyes tightly as she was eaten out like this. "Ahhh! Ahhh! Awhooooo!"

With that cry, she felt herself reach the point of no return, and released her lady load all over the smaller dog.

Without further warning, Lady was suddenly flooded by a torrent of some kind of warm, sticky fluid, exploding on her body and getting stuck in her fur, just as the anus she was so busy showing her love to tightened on her tongue.

The sensation of such pushed Lady over the edge as well, and that weird feeling building up inside her came to the front, gushing their way out of her floodgates as well.

"MMMMMMMMMPPPHHH!!" She moaned, exploding her load as well with one final, deep thrust of the bone into her rectum, as her climax released all over it and the floor beneath it, breaking her mind and body completely.

This feeling... This feeling of the utmost euphoria... It was beyond both comparison and description. She had never felt anything as amazing as this, and all else in her life faded away.

All that mattered to her was these girls, and showing them that she had learnt her place with them.

And with that submission, the audience of one reached her own breaking point as well, thrusting her paw into her needy snatch with a final bit of effort, sending her over the edge next.

"Ahhhhh! Yeah, baby!" Peg screeched, her eyes rolling up as she jizzed all over the wall on the outside of the theatre, staining it with her lady juices, leaning against the window after the incredible orgasm.

Seeing the other two, especially the spaniel, blowing their loads like that from the kinky fun, was too much for her to bear. She could only hope that they weren't done yet.

And to her pleasure, she was right.

Barely giving Lady a chance to recover, the poodle on her face finally got off her, but would be quickly replaced by something else.

Not even bothering to be gentle, the one that had been managing the bone began pulling it out of the smaller canine's anus, enjoying the sounds she made as it began getting removed.

"A- Ahhhh! Ahhhh!" She moaned as it slid out of her tightened passage, before it was fully removed from her body with a bit of force at the end. "Arrggghh~!"

Of course, she wasn't given any respite or a chance to recover; the bone was suddenly held in front of her face, dnagling above her like a piece of meat.

"Go on, taste yourself." The poodle holding it commanded, inching it closer to her lipstick-smeared mouth. "Then you can kiss my bottom next~"

Any and all thoughts of resistance were out the Peg-watching window now, and Lady looked at the bone with a dreamy smile on her face, even when she was panting from the intense orgasm.

She knew where that bone had been, and she could only imagine the amount of germs & bateria it harvested while inside her, not to mention the disgusting nature of it...

And that made her want it all the more.

Plus, the promise of getting to do this whole thing again, and possibly (if not probably) with the rest of them once she had finished that as well, was too enticing not to be gleeful at.

As a result, she opened wide and stuck out her tongue again, allowing her to take in the disgusting treat and savor the taste like it was her only meal of the day.

It tasted like the ones Tramp had been generous enough to share with her earlier that night, but the added flavor of her own anus was a secondary treat, and she enjoyed every lick she gave it.

She wasn't a posh dog. She wasn't high class. She couldn't be. How could she be?

And what was the point of being, when you could enjoy the pleasure of submission instead?

This was the better way to live. She had a purpose, and she could enjoy herself at the same time. In her silly old life, she'd never get to experience a bliss as incredible as this one, and that just wasn't a life worth living.

Once her mistresses decided she was done, they pulled the saliva-drenched bone away from her maw, leaving her wanting and waiting for the next command.

To her delight, as she was promised, the next poodle turned around and presented her with her glorious backside, wiggling her lady bits in front of her face like the previous one had done.

And as she began to lower it, she spoke only three words, before everything around Lady went dark again.

"Pucker up, sweetheart~"