[b]Uber Carry Part 4 – Exciting New Career Objectives[/b]

"Yes, it was a tough job, but negotiations are complete now and we're ready to have the contracts signed," Mr. Hollard said, casually leaning over a bit to his desk to drop a big chunk of burned ash from his thick cigar into the ashtray. He leaned back into his creaking chair and brought the cigar to his muzzle as he listened to the other person on the phone. "I thought about having them do so on Thursday." The conversation was not a particular formal one to begin with, but now the Rottweiler rolled his eyes and sighed loudly. "Oh, hell yes. I'm glad this ordeal is finally over..." He huffed a large smoke cloud into the room. "Anyway, how is Marjorie doing? It's been so long since I talked to her."

It has been way over an hour now, since Mr. Hollard had started his phone session. And ever since then, Perry had been with him. Kneeling on the floor on all fours, the topless cat currently served his boss as a footrest and let the dog prop up his paws on his back. It was remarkable how even this small portion of Mr. Hollard's body weighted down on him in the course of time. The boy's hands and knees hurt a bit and his neck was stiff already. But he would gladly endure the strain for as long as he had to if it would comfort his boss. As his personal assistant, it was Perry's job to make Mr. Hollard's life as easy as possible, after all.

"We should come together again some time then, if she's got so much to tell. I remember her cherry pie was the best I ever had.  Maybe give her a hint, eh?"

Casually the older dog rubbed his broad paws over Perry's bare back as if he wanted to caress him. The cat didn't know whether his boss did this on purpose, or if it was a reflex, but he didn't mind. It felt warm and gentle.

"Alright, see you then. And greet Marj' from me!" Finally he hung up and took a long pull on his cigar, before exhaling audibly as he put his head back. "Ah, finally done..." he groaned, tired after a long day of work. Nudging the boy at his paws a bit he added, "How are you holding up down there, carry boy?"

"Good, sir." He gave his boss an encouraging smile. Truth be told, this wasn't the hardest task he'd done for his boss. "Does this mean, we're staying late?"

"Mphh, nah..." Again the dog leaned to his side, this time to stub out his cigar. Then he let his heavy paws slide off Perry's back and turned around to sit properly at his desk again. "I just gotta finish one last report, that's it. You can go now. Oh, but be so kind and order a carrier from Heavy Haul for me before you leave. Tiger, preferably."

If this was a comic, Perry would have three big question marks above his head right now. Why would Mr. Hollard request something like this? He never asked for a different carrier before. Was he dissatisfied with his service? Sitting down on his butt beside his boss, Perry couldn't help but wonder, "But, sir, I am your carrier. I assure you, I don't mind to work overtime. I'm at your service!"

The Rottweiler chuckled amused. "Aww, you're such a good boy, Perry..." he said in an unusually tender voice and put his palm down on the sitting cat's head. Without looking up from his papers, Mr. Hollard ruffled Perry's head fur as if he was patting a pet. "Eager and dutiful..." His hand slowed down some and transitioned into a gentle scratching behind the tabby cat's right ear.

Perry allowed the intimate touch from his boss. He even enjoyed it. After all, he worked really hard to be worth of Mr. Hollard's praise. "Th-thank you, Sir..." he whispered, his tail lashing happily behind him.

"But I'm afraid bringing me home would be too much to ask of you." Suddenly his tone was back to normal and his caressing hand returned to flip through the report on his desk. "It's a pretty long tour. Around nine miles, I reckon."

Perry gulped. That was indeed twice as long as the longest tour he had carried Mr. Hollard so far. Even a tiger from Heavy Haul would be beat after such a run! "Well..." The cat hesitated. And in that brief moment, Perry noticed a fleeting glance from his boss. [i]It's not a shame to know ones limits and share the responsibility. Especially concerning something as important as Mr. Hollard's smooth and safe transportation![/i] But Perry couldn't stand the thought of some big ass tiger dude carrying HIS boss around, just because the tour was a bit too long for him. He was Mr. Hollard's personal carrier, god dammit! "I appreciate your concern, Sir. But I can assure you, I am both, able and willing to carry you everywhere you need to be!"

The Rottweiler noticed Perry's expectant gaze rest on him from the corner of his eye. He continued to read the page he currently was on, to keep him in suspense. "Put on your gear!" he eventually muttered.


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The way to Mr. Hollard's home turned out to be not only the longest, but also the most arduous tour Perry ever run with his boss sitting on his back. He tried to pace himself, which worked for the most part. But nine miles, loaded with two hundred pounds of Rottweiler, was a mammoth task! The chill evening air burned in his lungs and he wheezed so loud that he feared to annoy his boss.

Though Mr. Hollard appeared to be rather patient with him. Not only that, but he also seemed to appreciate Perry's effort and devotion. Several times the young cat could feel his boss' hands wander over his strained body. A firm, gentle touch between his shoulders. A caressing stroke over his skinny flank. A fleeting brush over his rump. Mr. Hollard had touched him like this before, already. And Perry deliberately let him do so. But today, he was particularly handsy. Not that the feline minded. It felt good to be appreciated by your boss!

After what felt like an eternity for the young man, the two eventually arrived at Mr. Hollard's residence. Other than that it was big, fancy and surrounded by a nice garden, Perry didn't take in much of the place. He was too exhausted and just happy he made it here in an at least somewhat reasonable time. With wobbling arms and legs he climbed up to the porch, where he finally came to a stop. He caught his breath for a second, before lowering his aching back some for his passenger to get off. "Huff... th-there we are, Mr. Hollard. I huff-hope, I didn't take too long?" As he spoke, he had to make sure his tired knees wouldn't collapse.

"It's sufficient..." the Rottweiler noted and then slowly rose from his beat carrier's form. A muffled sigh of relief could be heard. "A tiger probably would have been faster, but..." he made a little dramatic pause, "you did very good today, carry boy!"

Hearing this praise alone already made his ordeal so much more worthwhile. "Thank you very much, Sir!" Perry said with a smile as he stood up and stretched his back. "I'm glad I could be of service! Hu...?" Perry blinked surprised when he didn't only found the lights on, but also a figure standing behind the door his boss just opened.

It was a lean, black-furred husky boy who stood in the hallway, his white-tipped ears perked attentively. He was definitely younger than Mr. Hollard. Probably around Perry's age, maybe one or two years older. He came forward and opened his mouth to say something, but then stopped once he saw the feline next to Mr. Hollard. For a second, he looked just as surprised as Perry. "Oh! I didn't know you were bringing a visitor, Sir," the monochrome husky noted in a tone that indicated respect for the older dog.

Mr. Hollard, though, ignored the remark and turned to Perry, not even giving him a hello. "This is Coal," he said with a smile on his face that could best be described as swanky. "He is your predecessor, but since has moved to a position that better suits him. Say hi to Perry, Coal!"

"Of course!" the husky said and came a step closer. "I'm pleased to meet you, Perry. It's good to see my old position has finally been filled again. Well, I'm currently working here as Mr. Hollard's housekeeper an--"

"Slave!" the Rottweiler suddenly interrupted Coal, rudely correcting his statement. "You work here as my house slave!"

The husky blushed, his features sagging some. "Yes, certainly... Please forgive me, of course I am Mr. Hollard's house slave."

Perry's startled eyes flicked back and forth between the slightly abashed husky and their smugly grinning boss. Was he really having this conversation right now?! "Oh, uh... well..." he stammered, unsure what to say now. "n-nice to meet you too..."

A brief moment of awkward silence engulfed the porch before it was banished by Mr. Hollard's rumbling laughter. "Hahaha! Alright, enough of this," he said and then approached the smaller husky intimidatingly close. He grabbed Coal's chin and forced him to look him in the eyes. "Go inside and get ready, boy. My ass has been waiting for you all day long!"

Coal swallowed heavily, then nodded with a wagging tail. "Yes, Sir!" And finally hurried back into the house.

"And you, carry boy..." Mr. Hollard said, turning back to the cat as he was about to undo his tie. "I guess you must be pretty beat after the ride here. Close the door if you go..." Then the bulky Rottweiler followed Coal into the house, leaving the door open behind him.

"Ah, y-yes, Sir..." Perry murmured, too late and low for his boss to hear. Then he stood alone on the silent porch. "What the heck...?" [i]Did he just really introduce me to his 'house slave'[/i]?! With a dry mouth, Perry wondered why. Did he just want to show off, or...? "Well, I better get going," he eventually decided, reaching for the door to close it. Though, Perry stopped right before the door snapped shut. "W-wait... 'If'?!" he repeated Mr. Hollard's phrasing. Shocked Perry looked at the invitingly illuminated crack between door and frame. Was this...? Should he really...? COULD he even...?

With a nervous gulp Perry pushed the door open again. He felt like he was invading Mr. Hollard's personal space, but... Fuck it! After running this horror tour, he could afford a little misconduct. The worst that could happen was his boss to kick him out, right?

Slowly Perry sneaked into the lit living room, where he could hear some noises. Though, when he pushed the door open and entered, the poor cat froze in place. "Ah! Oh, god I'm... P-please excuse m-my..." Right there in front of him, on a spacious couch, Mr. Hollard sat. Completely naked! His expensive suit was heedlessly discarded on the floor, revealing every detail of this matured dog's spectacular body. His strong arms, the slightly pudgy chest, his round gut, all covered in nothing but his black fur. And of course also his big, fat dog sheath was proudly on display! Though that wasn't even the end of it! Below Mr. Hollard lay another body, by now also completely naked. The husky lay on his back, revealing a thin white trail of fur that ran from his chest all the way down to his crotch. Supported by a pile of pillows left and right from Coal's head, Mr. Hollard's chonky ass appeared to be sitting right on top of the husky's face!

The Rottweiler's hungry eyes took notice of the young cat, standing right beside him. He chuckled briefly. "What? Don't like what you see? Don't be flustered, carry boy."

"I'm... I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Hollard!" he stammered, averting his blushing face. "I think, I should go now..."

"Stay!" the Rottweiler said and to Perry it sounded like a command. "If you can bear the company of an old, nude dog, I mean."

Perry remained where he was, but still looked tense. "O-of course, Sir... There's nothing wrong with being, uh... undressed. This is your house, after all." He smiled inanely, trying to keep his curious eyes away from his employer's opulent curves.

"Hmmph, ahhh..." the big dog suddenly moaned pleasured, probably due to what happened below his rump. "Hmm, come closer..." He beckoned Perry with a finger. Stiff as a board, the young cat's body automatically obeyed and slowly approached him. "You look a bit overdressed, don't you think? Mind if I help you with that?" Running a finger over Perry's bare chest, Mr. Hollard eventually gave his tight sitting harness a tug with his claw.

The tabby cat gulped, but quickly shook his head. If his boss wanted to, of course he was free to adjust his work gear to his liking! And that's exactly what Mr. Hollard did. "Hmph..." Perry staggered slightly, when the large dog's strong finger pulled him in closer still. He could smell Mr. Hollard's intimidating, slightly musky scent clearly from this close. It mixed playfully with that of the guy laying below him.

Taking his time, Mr. Hollard unbuckled the tight leather strap that cut into the boy's belly. Then he moved higher to do the same to the double strap that run over his chest. With a lazy flop the carrier's harness dropped to the ground behind him. Though, his boss' hands weren't quite done with him yet! "Mmmm... you've got the body of an angel!" he murmured lustfully as his fingers traveled from Perry's collard neck down over his firm chest and eventually his flat stomach. "Such soft fur... and you're cute. I'd even go as far to say you're way cuter than my ass licker!"

Perry was already beholden to this man. His little heart was thumping in his chest and he absorbed every word from his boss like a message from god. "Th-thank you, Sir... I'm glad I appeal to you..." With bristled fur he followed Mr. Hollard's exploring fingers with his eyes. Perry enjoyed his tender touch and would allow these roaming hands to go everywhere they wanted. An invitation his boss certainly didn't miss! "Hfff..."

Casually the dog proceeded to unbutton Perry's slacks. And once done, he didn't even wait for permission anymore before shoving his rough hand into the cat's underwear. He groped around a bit and chuckled when the boy flinched. "Hmm.. you're a bit excited, aren't you?" With his thumb he brushed over the swollen sheath as Perry nodded sheepishly. "Good..."

A few moments later, the tabby cat's pants dropped to his ankles, leaving him with nothing but Mr. Hollard's collar adorning his pristine, youthful body. His barbed dick was already peeking out and his tail was hanging low with embarrassment, lashing over the carpet. "Come..." Mr. Hollard spoke as he suddenly grabbed Perry's wrist. "Sit with me."

"Ha-AH! Y-yes..." Without much resistance, Perry allowed his boss do pull him onto the spacious couch. He sat close to him now. Actually he could feel the dog's warm body being pressed against his. "Prrr..." A chopped purr escaped him as he felt Mr. Hollard's big, strong arm wrap itself around his midsection from behind. He felt a bit like a kitten on the lap of his father. But actually to say he was a pet sitting on the lap of his owner would be more fitting. "Ahg!" Perry suddenly shrieked when the Rottweiler pushed his muzzle against his neck and snuffled through his fur. His entire coat bristled when he felt Mr. Hollard's tongue as well.

"Hmm-ahhh! You're gorgeous!" he moaned into Perry's ears.

"Tha-HMMPHH!" The cat was cut short when Mr. Hollard suddenly pressed his big, flappy snout against his own. The forced kiss felt like an invasion of his personal space, but after a second Perry calmed down again and let Mr. Hollard grace him with his affection. The short whiskers on his supple chaps tickled his nose, while the huge, wet tongue slobbered over his thin lips, demanding admission. "Hmphm..." Mr. Hollard was obviously leading the kiss and Perry let him. He opened his muzzle timidly and found it quickly filled with dog tongue. It wasn't a very tender kiss, not the kind you'd see on TV. This was a show of power! A hand grabbed Perry behind the head and then his boss's twirling tongue advanced deep into his mouth. It felt like a wet eel that was trying to slither down his throat. The overwhelmed tabby cat chocked slightly and tried to push back, but the dog wouldn't have any of it! This kiss made clear that he was in charge here!

"Mmpa..." With a wet slurp their muzzles parted eventually. "You taste as sweet as you look, carry boy!"

Breathing hastily, Perry was left with the taste of smoke, coffee and someone else' spit in his mouth. "T-that's... I'm..." He didn't even know what to say anymore. That kiss took him completely by surprise. To think that his boss would just do something like this... "Haa!" When he looked down on himself, the cat noticed abashed that he was popping a boner. Fuck! Could he even keep working for Mr. Hollard after this?! How would he look into his eyes after getting turned on by a kiss from this old grump?

A gentle touch at his chin made Perry do exactly that: Look his boss in the eyes. "You enjoyed that didn't you, carry boy?" Mr. Hollard spoke and the words made the cat melt like wax.

With a blush, Perry nodded. "Y-yes, Sir..." Admitting it felt like a relief. And the lustful smile Mr. Hollard gave him, encouraged the cat. "I'm h-happy when I can.. serve you..." he mumbled choosing his words carefully. That's right. He enjoyed to serve. He enjoyed to work for Mr. Hollard. He loved to be exploited by this man! His labor, his time, his loyalty, his body... Mr. Hollard was entitled to command over all of it!

"Oh, is that so?" his deep voiced rumbled. "Well, in that case I got something else you can help me with..." His hand left the boy's chin and pointed down. The old dog grinned when Perry's eyes met his swollen sheath, the fat, red tip of his shaft already peeking out. The cat froze, but Mr. Hollard gently put his hand behind Perry's neck and guided him down to his newest task. "Use your sweet mouth and make me nice and hard!"

The young cat gulped with his nose just mere inches from his boss' junk. His canine scent was strong here and loaded with a manly musk. To his left the husky's lower half stuck out from below the Rottweiler's ass. Could this guy even breath down there? Didn't it hurt to have this chunk sit on his face? No! He shouldn't occupy himself with this nonsense. He was given a task! "Y-yes, Mr. Hollard..."

Slowly Perry opened his muzzle and brought his tongue out. The dog's flesh felt hot and carried a salty, slightly tangy taste. It was the taste of power. The taste of a real man! Eagerly he closed his lips around the twitching tip and came forth to push the dog's baggy sheath down. Perry was surprised how well-equipped his boss was. That thing had some serious girth! Of course Perry possessed some toys of the canine variety, but he never before was with a real one. He was eager to bring Mr. Hollard to full hardness to finally behold the marvelous knot of a true prime example!

"Hmm... Ah-hmmm, mph..." The usually so businesslike Rottweiler moaned happily while he was pleasured from both ends. His two boys were so diligent! He should probably give them a treat later, but for now... "Hmm-Ah! Alright, that'll do..." He pulled Perry up again and was just as delighted as him, to find his member fully exposed and rock hard. The big eyes, the cat made, gave him an additional ego boost. "Come here now..."

When Mr. Hollard reached under his arms, Perry gave up control and let the dog guide him. He was lifted up almost like a toddler and pulled close to his boss. Now with one leg kneeling at either side of the enthroned dog, Perry found Mr. Hollard's throbbing cock aimed straight up at his spread ass. It was clear what was expected of him and Perry was ready to deliver! While Mr. Hollard's strong hands took hold of his hips, the cat gently put his arms around the dog's neck for support.

"Such a good carry boy you are..." the dog muttered as he began to push Perry's pelvis down into his crotch. "Now you can see what it feels like to ride me for a change!" His tip connected with the tabby cat's tight hole, but without any guidance it took a few playful tries until they found the right angle. Eventually, though, the boy lowered his perfect rump a bit and shoved his member's tip inside. "Hmmph..." Mr. Hollard's body tensed with pleasure as the warmth engulfed his dick, making his anus clench around the tongue that ate him out.

"Ah~!" Perry winced as his sphincter was stretched open. The shot of pain he felt, though, was soon replaced with a comfortably filling sensation and a hunger for more. His saliva was probably not the best replacement for lube, but it would have to do. Bouncing up and down on the shaft ever so slightly, Perry tried to get a feeling for his boss's thickness. He certainly put his toy to shame!

Mr. Hollard enjoyed the tease for a moment, but of course the ambitious business dog soon demanded more. "Ahh, good... Now sit!"

The almost panting cat was only too eager to comply, but with a hint of worry in his eyes, he looked down at the husky partly buried under Mr. Hollard's butt. "Ah-are you sure ab-o-ouhh!" His question was rudely dismissed when the dog pushed his hips down. "Hah-ha... y-yes, Sir!" Perry whined and relaxed his body to let the Rottweiler's boner impale him, inch by inch. At the end of his long slide, he felt the large knot push against his hole. It was warm and firm, not as supple as his silicone man. "Ha-huff, huff..." Finally he relaxed his wobbling legs as well and now rested completely on Mr. Hollard's lap. The added weight resulted in a muffled groan from below, but his boss didn't seem concerned at all. With unsteady breath, Perry could now feel the huge shaft inside him poke his innards. His boss felt so much mightier like this!

"Hmphh... Ahh! You're tight..." Mr. Hollard remarked through grit teeth as he slid into the lean feline. Perry's gorgeous, immaculate body felt fantastic, inside and out! In a sensual frenzy, the Rottweiler pushed his nose under the boy's chin and into his neck fluff to indulge his senses in more of his personal carrier's alluring charm. He carried a faint, feline smell. Sweet with a hint of apple shampoo. "Hrmmpf..." Letting his hands wander a bit lower, Mr. Hollard took hold of Perry's velutinous buttocks and pulled them upwards.

Perry's fur prickled when he felt his boss' hot breath against his neck. Eager to please the straightforward dog, he followed his lead and rose a bit only to let his rump slump down again. "Ha-ah!" His hole was stretched wide open and the friction was more than the small cat was used to, but he bravely continued to ride his boss' dick and soon began to pick up the speed.

Mr. Hollard was soon puffing, then panting into the cat's neck fur, making it damp and warm. "Hmph.. Ah!" Faster and faster his greedy hands guided Perry's ass up and down his throbbing shaft, until both their bodies were shaken with every powerful thrust. And through all this tremor, the poor husky, with his nose crammed below the dog's massive ass, dutifully kept his tongue pressed to the musky donut that bounced on his muzzle. Cute, little squeaks and muffled groans escaped the facesitted dog with increasing frequency, but Mr. Hollard didn't care about his house slave. He was far too busy savoring this feast of stimulation his two pleasure boys gave him!

"Hmph-mphff..." Being plowed like this, Perry was already close, without even touching himself, or being touched at all yet. Mr. Hollard seemed to be a bit selfish in that regard, but the cat didn't mind. It was part of his job to please the dog, after all. "Ha-ah-ah~!" But apparently Perry wouldn't even need his boss' direct touch to reach climax. The meat piston that penetrated his insides already did the trick. "Ahh! Hgnnnn..." A sudden spurt of cat cum left Perry's stiff member and drew a milky, white line across Mr. Hollard's brown belly. Every of the dog's following thrusts made another surge dribble from his dick. "Ha-uhhh..."

The older dog felt the boy in his lap tense up. The way he meowed so enraptured, clung to his neck, drove his pointy claws into his back... It was so adorable! "Hrmmph!" But even though the cat just came, his work wasn't quite done yet, as Mr. Hollard made clear by pulling his ass down over his dick once more. He was close himself. And [b]very[/b] eager to fill this kitten up! "Hg-ggrrrrr!" he growled into Perry's neck fluff, baring his teeth as he picked up the speed to push himself over the edge. At full tilt he lifted the light cat up and let him slump down again, while thrusting his hips up to bury his bone. The struggling that happened below his ass was of no concern to him. If anything, it drove him even more crazy. "Gahrrrrrg! You're mine now!" Hr. Hollard growled loudly and then drove his fangs into Perry's tender neck.

The ecstatic tabby cat yowled with pain and pleasure. "Ahh-HAAH! Y-yes, Sir! I'm yours! All yours!" And he meant every word. This dog wasn't just his boss anymore and the collar around his neck was not just a token. This man owned him now!

Holding Perry's neck tightly between his teeth, the Rottweiler now pushed his dainty hips down, while shoving his dick against it. He realized soon that the cat knew what was about to come and didn't put up any resistance. So with a muffled growl Mr. Hollard spread Perry's ass cheeks with his thick fingers and let gravity and a few gentle thrusts do the work.

"Ah! Hurggh..." With a sudden surge of fear, Perry felt the massive guest knock at his back door. Then he began to force his way in, spreading the cat's hole further than he ever thought possible. It hurt. But he couldn't deny Mr. Hollard his rightful pleasure, so he pushed his rump down against the ever increasing pressure of the knot that wanted to invade him. "Haah... ARGH!" Then, with one fitful movement, his boss finally knotted him. The building pain was immediately replaced with relief and then a heavy fullness followed. Perry could feel the massive cock stretch his insides. And he could feel this fat thing inside him twitch and throb. "Hufffff..."

"Hrrmphff..." Satisfied and exhausted, Mr. Hollard released the boy's neck as he pumped squirt after squirt of his seed deep into Perry's body. "Huff... Guess you will have to work some more overtime for me," he panted, admiring his carrier's battered, but still perfect form. "Might be stuck for a while..."

Wheezing slightly, Perry blushed when he found himself face to face with his boss so closely upon opening his eyes. "I... huff... d-don't mind at all, Sir..." he purred unsteady, before suddenly uttering a startled yip, "Gah!" Looking down, Perry found Mr. Hollard's large, strong hands at his belly. More so, both his thumbs were forcefully poked into his abdomen and seemed to probe for something. And considering their target's size, it didn't take long until they found it! "Ourgh..." Even without looking Perry could tell that Mr. Hollard's fingers felt out the outlines of his buried dick on his belly. "Ahhh~!" He shuddered when the dog firmly rubbed over the bulge on his stomach. He was so full!

"Heh, that's what I wanted to hear, carry boy," the dog retorted, driving his thumbs deeper into Perry's soft belly to nudge his dick within it. The whimpering cat was too cute! "Actually, if you don't have anywhere else to be, you might just as well stay for the night. I mean somehow I gotta get to the office tomorrow after all."

Slowly Perry managed to calm his breathing and relax some in his boss' lap. This whole situation still felt a bit wild and taboo, but working for the Rottweiler also never before felt this exciting and fulfilling before! "Ha-huff... Yes, Mr. Hollard. I'd be delighted to stay over. And of course I'll be at your service in the morning to carry you everywhere you need!"

"Good boy..." he chuckled, still not keeping his hands off his new toy, when suddenly a repetitive slapping sound disrupted the conversation.

When Perry looked down, where the sound came from, he found the husky's white-furred hand slapping Mr. Hollard's thigh, begging for release. A muffled groan escaped from under the Rottweiler's ass. "Uh, Sir? Shouldn't we..."

But Mr. Hollard shrugged it off. "Don't mind him. He's just trying to give himself airs, haha!" And with that he fidgeted some on his seat, driving the struggling husky's snout even deeper into the perilous depths of his tremendous buttocks. A faint whimper was all that still escaped these depths.

Observing this very abrasive demeanor, and also considering that this guy was his predecessor, Perry began to wonder what other services his boss might demand of him in the future. Was he expected to serve Mr. Hollard in a similar way, one of these days? The thought to be in the husky's place right now, made a shiver run run down his spine. Although not one of dread. Not entirely, at least. If any man deserved to have his butt worshiped like this, it was the Rottweiler! And Perry would have to do his best to meet his standards. In any case, tonight had made very clear to the small tabby cat that he hadn't reached the end of his career ladder by a long shot yet!