It was over an hour later when Copper's eyes finally glittered open, allowing the young canine to gather his bearings when he regained consciousness.

Blinking his eyes open and slowly sitting up, the autumn-coated mutt was able to get a clear look of his surroundings.

The inside of the transport vehicle was still empty, with the exception of himself.

Memories of how and why he was there came back to him, slowly but surely, and he was beginning to recall what happened before his unexpected naptime.

He was invited inside the bus, given some "good luck" for the show he was certainly missed, had some weird but admittedly nice activities done on his private parts, then sat on to the point that he suffocated.

All by one dog.

Dixie.

He had been outwitted, tricked, and defeated by that one, single bitch.

Dixie had beaten him, and now she had performed in his place, probably making up some lie as to why he was absent.

She won.

"Oh, man..." The mutt grumbled, getting up to his feet and walking outside the vehicle, the dim light of the setting sun giving him a vague idea of how much time had passed since then and now.

All that was on his mind was the unusual method she had used to knock him out.

The last thing he remembered seeing was her shapely butt hovering above him, the last thing he remembered feeling was that same rump crashing down on him and blocking his airway, the last smell was her tight pucker & the musk coming from it, even the last thing he tasted was her backside, when he wasn't given a choice.

It was a very weird experience for him, and now that the shock were wearing off, a bit embarrassing.

Not the whole situation with Dixie, though that was also kind of mortifying in hindsight, but the fact that her rear made him feel weird like that...

He couldn't even think straight. All that was running through his head was what the southern did. The way she tricked and humiliated him like that, the way she had used his naivety against him and taken advantage of him, and the way she made him feel, both physically and emotionally, the entire time.

His thoughts were a complete and utter mess, and it was getting worse.

There was only one thing to do.

'I need to find her.' He thought, starting his search for the sassy, sexy, and sadistic saluki.

As the pup walked past the stage, the sound of silence told him the show was long over, and his heart sank.

'Cash and the others probably already went home...'

A small whimper escaped him at the realization that, not only did Dixie ruin the show for him, but she also stole his chance to make up with the rest of the band, as well as his best friend.

'Todd...'

Shaking the thoughts out of his mind, the canine focused on finding his target and getting some answers.

The pup went sniffing around the area, hoping the brief training he had gotten from Amos and Chief would help him track her down.

After a few minutes, the sound of feminine humming caught his attention, and the canine followed the sound to a secluded, out-of-the-way spot behind the venue, where the southern belle herself was.

Peeking inside the hiding spot, which had somehow turned into some kind of dressing room, completed with a mirror, hairbrushes and even a wardrobe, he could see the bitch was inside, grooming her hair and adjusting her black ribbon.

Taking a deep breath, Copper gathered the courage and willpower to confront her and stepped out of the shadows, catching the bitch's attention as she spotted him in the reflection.

"Well, lookie who's woken up~" Dixie commented, her eyes never leaving the mirror as she brushed her hair. "Sleep well, sweetheart~?"

Copper, not taking the bait of her taunting, continued to walk up to the older canine, stopping when he was only about 5 ft from her.

"Miss Dixie..." He started, a bit of confusion in his voice. "You... Sat on me..."

The golden girl, without missing a beat, turned around, put her paw on her hip and gave him a smug, satisfied smirk.

"And did ya learn yer lesson from it, sugar~?" She asked, her voice dripping with a sense of superiority. "That's where ya belong, in MAH turf~"

He didn't answer, instead looking down for a moment, before turning his gaze back up to her.

"It's a shame ya missed the show, darlin'. Yers truly sang a beautiful lil' solo~"

She then placed her paws on her bow and tinkered with it, looking like his presence wasn't even worth her full attention.

Given the fact he wasn't even defending himself, he certainly didn't give her much reason to take him seriously.

"W- Well... I had.. Something to ask you..." The pup announced, bravely taking a few more steps towards her.

"Oh, do ya, now~?" She asked smugly, keeping her focus on the mirror. "Gonna ask me ta apologise? Tell me how much ya wanna cry and hug it out, maybe? Try and make amends-"

"Can you do it again?"

At the question, the saluki's smugness turned to confusion, halting her actions and causing her to blink a couple of times.

"Uh... Say again?"

"Can you sit on my face again?" Copper repeated, a bit less nervous and a bit more enthusiastic. "Please?"

Now, it was Dixie's turn to be left speechless.

Of all the responses she had expected the mutt to say, the fact he was asking her, the dog that had tricked and humiliated him, to crush him under her bum again was not one of them.

Her expression was one of bewilderment, her mouth agape and her eyebrow was raised in surprise.

"... Are ya serious?" She asked, turning around once more to face him.

Copper looked right at her, his eyes wide and his expression one of innocence.

"Yeah!" He giddily said, his tail wagging. "It was amazing! Your butt is so soft and warm, and the smell was like a-"

"Whoa, whoa, hold up, partner." Dixie interrupted him, standing up from her seat and stepping forward. "Ya know ah wasn't exactly tryin' ta be friendly or nothin', right?"

"Yeah, I know." He answered with a nod. "But it was still great; worth missing the show for, really."

The bitch just blinked, her mind trying to wrap itself around this oddball's train of thought.

Sure, she was a diva in more ways than just her personality, but she knew when to be honest.

"Ah was tryin' ta get rid o' ya, honey." She bluntly stated. "It's why ah seduced ya and knocked ya out. By all accounts, y'all should be furious with me, not askin' fer more."

"I know, but I'm not that type of guy. And besides, you're really pretty, and a great kisser, too!"

The older canine gave a genuine smile at the compliment, feeling a little flattered at his words. She was a sucker for remarks like those, regardless of who they came from.

"Aww, well aren't cha just a sweet lil' thing~" She cooed, squatting down to his level. "Alright, if ya rally wanna get reacquainted wit' mah supple behind, then ah'll oblige~"

Her answer seemed to make the mutt even more excited, his tail wagging harder and his ears perking up.

"Gosh, thank you, miss Dixie!" Copper happily said.

"Mmmhmm~" She hummed, her tongue sticking out and her eyes narrowing at him. "But only on one condition, sugar."

"What's that?"

The southern belle smiled.

"Yer not gonna resist or complain." She explained, standing back up straight. "No matter what ah do or how far ah go. Understood?"

Copper blinked, the request seeming a little weird to him. But the thought of getting her to sit on him again was enough for him to not question it.

"Okay!" He replied with a wagging tail.

"Good boy~" She praised, turning around to show off her rump to the pup. "C'mon, then~ Follow mah butt back to mah bed, there's a good dog~"

Doing as told, the mutt followed her across the room, his eyes focused solely on her ass.

Once they were both next to the bed, Dixie crawled onto the sheets, and laid her head on the pillow, with her butt facing her "guest".

"C'mere, sweet cakes~" She beckoned, swaying her hips to and fro, as if trying to hypnotize him with the movement.

It seemed to be working; the puppy, his heart pounding and his cock swelling, quickly got on the bed, and took position directly under her rear.

"Good boy~" The saluki said in a low, husky tone.

With his tail wagging like mad, Copper eagerly waited for the older dog to sit down.

But that moment didn't come. Not yet.

"Ya want me to sit on ya 'til ya pass out again~? Or just 'til ya shoot yer gun~?" She teased, lowering her butt so that it was now level with his nose.

"Yes..." The pup droned as an answer, seemingly already having gotten so far lost in the lust that he didn't hear the question.

Not that it made a difference to Dixie, other than the decision being in her hands now.

It made her giggle, before backing herself up even further, until she had her backside right above his face.

"Alright, take yer last breath fer a while..." She teased, starting to drop her rump down like a falling boulder. "Or don't~"

She then proceeded to lower her body, her heavenly rear, right onto him.

His whole field of vision was suddenly filled with the familiar & long-awaited sight of the saluki's huge ass, and the intoxicating aroma of her asshole hit him hard, like a ton of bricks, when it finally reunited with his desperate nose.

The smell was everything he craved since awakening, but he barely had the chance to enjoy it, before the weight that came with it followed suit, the impact causing him to grunt as the air was forced out of him, muffled by her ass.

"Ahhh, there we go~" Dixie mocked him, wiggling her rump on his face. "Lemme just git mahself comfortable~"

That was more than could be said for Copper.

Just like last time, the full force of her weight was crushing his skull, her soft furry cheeks were imprisoning him in between them, and her puckered hole was welcoming his string nose inside of it, sending her anal musk right into his nostrils.

All of it was trapping him in a foul-smelling prison, pinning him to the floor for as long as the saluki wanted him down there.

If she so desired, her butt could be his tomb, and he was powerless to save himself; his lust was keeping both his mind and body too weak to do anything...

And he'd never been happier.

Dixie, meanwhile, had adjusted her position so that her butt was comfortably resting on him, focusing all of her weight to her rear end and allowing the rest of her body to relax, her paws folded under her chin as she sat on her captive.

"Hope it was worth askin' fer~" She cooed with a teasing voice, looking down to at the proud bone standing tall between his back legs. "Ohhhh, ah guess so~"

With a giggle, the saluki leaned a paw over to the puppy's erection, placing it on the tip and gently rocking it side to side.

The feeling of her paw on his cock sent a spark of pleasure through the pup, making the overwhelming sensation of pleasure he was experiencing reach even greater heights.

His cock throbbed under her paw, the blood rushing to it and his balls tightened, the pressure in his groin building up, and the scent of her butt was still assaulting his senses.

It was all getting to him, and there was no way he could hold on.

"Hahahaha, looks like we've got an early shooter~" The southern belle chuckled, suddenly stopping her stroking, hearing the pup whimper. "Is mah bottom really that attractive to ya, darlin'?"

Copper couldn't answer, given the obvious, but if he could still think for himself, he would tell her the truth.

He loved it.

The way she sat on him, the scent she had, the taste, the way it was so hot and soft, and the way she was in control.

Everything about it was perfect to him.

"Well, then, darlin'..." Dixie continued, shifting her butt a little bit. "Since yer so taken with mah rump, pay it some attention~"

He couldn't see the wicked smile that appeared on her muzzle, or the malicious glint in her eyes, but the pup heard the southern belle loud and clear, and did his best to listen.

"If y'all have got any air or energy left in ya, put that tongue o' yers ta work."

Without much else to work with, the autumn-coated canine stretched his tongue out and began licking her butt, lapping his tongue across her musky hole.

"Mmmmm~" The saluki hummed, the sensation of his wet tongue sliding along her dirty orifice making her purr in delight. "Yeah, this is where a horny lil' mutt like ya belongs~ Under a better dog's butt~"

She then pressed her weight down a little harder, forcing more air out of the young canine.

On cue with the added weight, Copper felt a powerful rush of ecstasy course through him, and his balls tightened even more, his climax approaching fast.

"Ah can't imagine what yer master'll think, if he saw ya doin' this~" She said, grinding her ass on his muzzle. "Lickin' and lovin' mah dirty spot~ Ah reckon he'd disown ya, at best~"

As if his brain hadn't already turned into mush, her words struck him hard.

The thought of Amos finding out what he was doing, and the fact that he was willingly doing it, would've disgusted the grumpy old bastard.

 The possibility of him doing that, or even worse: thinking he was some kind of mental defect and giving him a "mercy killing", wasn't entirely out of the question.

But as far as Copper was concerned for the moment, what his "master" thought of him didn't matter. Nothing did.

Not even his own life.

"Maybe ah oughta snuff ya out, right here & now~ Do the world a favor, and take a horny mutt like yerself off the face of the earth~" Dixie continued, her tone dripping with venom, as her cruel words reached their target. "It's not like anyone would care, anyway~ Not 'bout a lil' pervert, sticking his tongue into mah dirty hole~"

She wasn't wrong.

Even though he had friends and a master, Copper felt deep down that no one would miss him, or even care, if he were to die like this.

In his corrupted mind, it was so worth it. After being sat on like this, by this goddess of a canine, what else was waiting for him in life? This was all he would ever want again; he would contribute nothing to the world, and he'd just be taking air, food and even water away from others who appreciated it more.

All he needed was Dixie.

The state of his lungs were a testament to that commitment, too.

They were screaming for fresh air, threatening to give out if they didn't get any in the next few seconds, ready to take his very life with them. Yet, they weren't his concern.

If his death meant he could spend his final moments under the southern beauty's gorgeous butt, he was perfectly okay with that.

All of these kinds of thoughts were fuelling his lust, and his cock throbbed with the need to explode.

The southern belle could feel his desperation, and decided it was time to give him the release he was begging for.

"Well... Ah guess ah don't wanna live wit' that on mah conscious~ Even if ya begged fer it~" Dixie cooed, placing her paws on his shaft again, suddenly grasping them tightly. "Let'er rip, lover boy~!"

And then, he snapped.

Copper let out a loud moan of pure, unadulterated euphoria as his dick fired off its shot of thick, sticky, puppy semen.

Rope after rope of his built-up longing for saluki ass shot into the air, coming back down and landing on his belly.

Even though it lasted for a fair few seconds, each one was less than the last, until finally, his orgasm ended, and the canine was left mentally & physically exhausted, feeling his whole world start to fade under the rump enveloping him.

"Mmmh, there ya go~" The bitch said, letting go of his cock, and removing her paws from his crotch, placing them back on the ground.

Just as his consciousness started to disappear, the bitch lifted her rump off his face, allowing waves of fresh air to flow through his system, revitalizing his lungs.

But even so, even as his chest was finally allowed to expand and contract, air flowing back in and out of his system, he couldn't bring himself to stay awake.

His eyes fluttered closed and his mind shut off, as the mutt succumbed to the lack of oxygen, for a well-warranted rest.

As much as she despised him earlier today, she had to admit, he was pretty cute when he was sleeping.

"Sweet dreams~" The older canine purred, leaning down at his unconscious form, giving him a tender kiss on the cheek. "Mah favorite lil' cushion~"