He waved off the taxi as he wove across the old stable yard and down the short drive, fishing in his pocket. 
It was past midnight, he'd been out celebrating with a group from work for completing a massive contract. 
Digging his keys from his pocket he let himself in, pulled off his shoes and blazer, before padding up the stairs, pulling his shirt and tie off. Stopping by the bathroom door to drop them and the rest of his clothes into the wash basket before continuing to the bedroom he shared with his dear wife. 
He was hard already when he reached the bed. Where some guys couldn't get it up due to "whisky dick" he often had the inverse, he could easily get up but had a hard time getting off, naturally this meant he could pound his partner for far longer than normal, often bringing them to climax several times before he did, the upside to him was drunk orgasms where /the best/ in his oppinion.

He knelt down by his sleeping wife, gently stroking over her cheek and shoulder to wake her. 

"Murfng, urmgf not now sweetie, I have an early flight remember..." she rolled over, having not even really woken to brush him off, mumbling a half awake apology.

"'s okay, you sleep... " he kissed her on where he thought her cheek was, actually hitting the back of her head. 

He stood and wobbled out of the room, his hard-on leading the way, he'd just have to deal with it the old fashioned way in front of the computer on a porn site. 

Just as he was about to turn down the stairs he saw a thin line of light coming from around the edges of his daughter's door. 
Pulling a face of confusion and moving his head as he tried to parse what it meant. 
Deciding to investigate, he headed to the door. Not even bothering to knock he opened it.

Melody was sitting at her computer, one leg pulled up and resting under her chin, her ratty old "daddys Precious Princess" night shirt sitting to show her lack of panties to anyone in the room, as she talked with some friends on a video call, her hair was in a pair of plaits, sparkly eye liner carefully applied, she was idly mousing around on the web as she talked. 

"'s passed your bedtime... You, you look sho like you're mother... Come here" He swayed and blinked at her, a bead of pre forming on his hardness.

"Daddy, what... What're you do…?!"

He grabbed her plaits and yanked hard, forcing her face into his crotch. 

"Ohh, yes, good girl..."

"Daddy!" She yelped at the sudden violence of his action. 

"Quiet! Your mother's asleep!" He clipped her hard on the ear as he scolded the pup, forcing his crotch into her face even harder.
Moving his grip he took her head by one hand and made sure to thoroughly rub his musky balls and taint against her muzzle before yanking back hard, with his free hand he hooked a thumb into the side of her muzzle to force open her jaw as he lined himself up. 
With a single shove he hilted in her muzzle, his tip slamming into the back of her throat. 
She gagged and coughed, trying pathetically to force him off by pushing and batting against his legs and stomach. 
He simply held her there, a few seconds without air as she gagged on his cock she soon gave up, her fingers simply clenching and unclenching on his stomach. 

"Shh shh good girl...urpf good... Pup..." he released her, only using one hand to guide her over his shaft, the other resting on the desk as he started to face fuck her. 
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed her friends watching in horrified fascination as he face fucked his daughter. 
One was clearly masturbating, legs hiked up onto the desk edge, he could faintly hear them muttering to each other from her headset, now dangling from her shoulders.

Holding her hard against his cock and thrusting slowly he watched himself in the calls view, it was a good view, and good camera, you could clearly make out the sparkles from her make-up streaking her cheeks like a meteor shower, how snot and bile where matting her fur, the veins of her eyes as she sobbed at the violation she was being subjected to. 

With a wicked grin he picked up the headset, sitting it down nice and clearly on the desk so it could hear him, and turned the volume up so he could hear their huffs and chatter. 

He bucked a few more times into her before pulling out. 
She coughed and gagged, thick ropes of spit, mucus and bile connecting her muzzle to his crotch until he unceremoniously wiped his slicked cock on her tear stained cheeks. 

"Good girl... Good girl. Such a slutty little pup I have." He slurred slightly. 
The last few rounds and his quickened heartbeat serving to make him feel all the more drunk. 
Maybe he should have turned down the second round of whatever petrol like vodka the Kazakhs of the group had found behind the bar, and probably the second bottle of plonk. 
The part of his mind considering this was squashed once more as he heard Melody whimper against his crotch. 

Grabbing her by the scruff he all but threw her onto her desk, knocking one of the screens to the side, neatly turning it and the webcam to show her sprawled on the desk, her ass bared to her father. 

"Sho, sho pretty..." Moving his hand to the back of her neck he towered over her as he used the other to line himself up, getting the tip seated he took hold of her hips with both hands and thrust hard. 
She cried out, breaking down into more sobs. 
He slapped her hard. 
"Be quiet! Your mother's sleeping! Selfish slag!" He hissed as he pulled out before slamming back into her. She yelped again, though quieter as he took her neck in his grip, squeezing it to silence her and further exert his dominance. 
On the screen the girl who had been trying to covertly masturbate was now obviously so, having moved so the camera showed her fully sat on her bed, fingers working her cunt. A couple of the others where clearly doing the same, he could just hear the odd huff and moan from the headset.

"Daddy...daaadddeeeee it huuurrts ... Please daddy... " she croaked, her throat battered from its use as a fuck hole by her father. 
Squeezing again he hunched over her, partly pinning her down as he grunted and rutted her.

"Ohh... Daddy loves you princess. Such a good girl. Such a slutty little puppy, I can feel how wet you are for daddy. You like this, you like being daddys rape toy don't you? Such a good little rape toy for daddy." 
She whimpered beneath him as the desk shook. 
He fucked her hard. He was slightly thicker than average but probably of normal length for a canine, but to her petite frame he was huge. 
"Such a good girl for daddy. Taking me all the way in..." he stood, holding her by the hips he thrust into her. Leaning his head back as he panted with lust, pounding her young cunt. 

After a couple of heady minutes his attention wondered back to the screen and the view of him pounding her, he could hear the other girls on the chat whimper and comment occasionally. 
Picking up the camera, after a dizzying flail of it as he moved, it settled to focus on her face close up. 
Large and in exquisite detail her friends could see every detail of her abused face, slight scabs from where her sharp teeth had scratched her lips, fur matted and stained with drool and bile, glittering makeup shot down her cheeks. 
Leaning down so the cameras mic could hear it as he whispered into her ear he grinned horribly drunkenly.

"Good girl. All your little friends are watching you. They're enjoying it too. Look at them. Even they think you're a little slutty little sub, just watching me rape you, getting off to it even" 
He grabbed the back of her head, forcing her to watch the screen where her friends where. 
One or two looked slightly abashed at this, but others didn't care or hadn’t noticed.

"Why don't you tell them. Tell them how much you like daddy raping you, how you're daddy's slutty little puppy. You want to be a good girl don't you? Want to make daddy happy? Tell them how much you like this."

She sobbed and whimpered, his grip strengthened and he bucked hard, bumping the table. 

"Daaadddyyy... I... I like it. I'm daddys little slut! I like it when he rapes me! I like to be a good girl for him and service him, I like being his slutty little puppy, his… his rape toy! I like it when he plays with me, plays with his puppy's pussy. I wanna be a good girl for daddy. I want to make him happy." 

"Good girl... But you shouldn't use naughty words like “pussy”..." standing again he moved the camera, yanking it back and down, holding it to show her ass then down and under to look up under her, showing his cock entering his daughter's straining pussy, his sizeable balls swinging with each thrust. The bulbs of his knot still soft and small, waiting for him to climax and tie. 
He tried to clumsily get a close up but the shade under their bodies and awkward shadows of the room from only the bedside light made it hard, not to mention his drunken fornication causing a distinct wobble. 

Pulling the camera back up he focused on her ass, forcing his fingers and thumb into her mouth to get them slicked he pushed his thumb into her ass, she whimpered and mewled loudly again as he twisted and moved the digit. 
Content he wedged the camera under his chin, wobbling as he tried to hold still, he sunk his second thumb in and pulled them slightly apart, glancing at the screen to check it was showing OK and visible. He held this a few seconds before hawking up a drunken gobbet and spat down into her hole. Releasing the camera from under his chin he balanced it back onto the screen, he pulled out of her before giving her a hard slap on the ass he quickly moved his cock to press against her asshole. 

"No, daddy, no! Please!" She scrabbled, trying to escape him sodomising her. 
His arm shot out and pinned her again by the neck, he growled.

She whimpered, he thrust hard, she screamed.

"Daddyyyyy!" She started to to sob hard again "daddy it hurts, it hurts daddy. Please stop daddy take it out." 

He pulled out and thrust in again, slamming into her tight tail-hole, violently shaking the desk.

"Daddyyyy stoooppuhuhu, it huruurrrts pleeeease stooop" 

"You said you wanted to be a good girl for daddy. You wanted to be a good little rape toy"

Her ears flattened and she stilled as he chocked her. 

"You don't want to make daddy sad. Stop being daddys precious princess?" he said referencing her shirt. 

"Noo, please daddy... I'll be good" she snivelled. A large bubble of snot dribbling down her nose to mix with her tears. 

"Good. Then you'll be a good girl and cum for daddy, if you're a good girl and enjoy daddy raping you, you’ll cum. Show your friends how much you enjoy being daddys toy." 
He reached round and started to play with her cunt, the other making sure the camera could see it all, taking her neck in hand he pushed her onto her side, so the camera could see his finger at her cunt, see them pull away and the strings of her honey stick to them. 

"daddys close...so close...be a good rape toy and cum, squirt for daddy, be a squirty slutty puppy for daddy" 

She whimpered, her hands went for her cunt but he swatted them away

"No touching. I told you you're not allowed you to touch yourself. Only naughty girls play with themselves. Daddy should be enough for his princess."

"You are daddy... So close daddy... So... D...daddy!" She squealed and came hard, a flood her need coating his hand as he worked her to bliss.

With a surge he pushed himself into her spamming tail hole, his knot rapidly inflating and locking them together as he started to fill her rear with plenty of his potent but watery canine cum. 
He panted and swayed, flopping down onto her, head spinning as he came. God he loved drunk orgasms, especially ones taken like this, not given as they would be with his wife. 

"Good girl. Such a messy pup. You really do enjoy being daddys rape toy. Such a precious princess." He could faintly hear the other girls on the call cum from her headphones. "Your friends enjoyed it too it sounds." 
She couldn't form a cogent thought let alone a sentence, having been so thoroughly used over the past forty odd minutes. 

"I think we should go to bed. Be like thish a while an ah can't stand much any more... How do ... Stupid thing ... Off" he leant back and squinted at the gently moving and out of focus screen. Giving up he just pushed and held the biggest button on the front until the machine stopped making noise and seemed to be powered off. 
If she'd been with it she'd have objected, but right now she was in such a mixed state of pain, fear and pleasure she probably couldn't even point out the computer if asked, let alone use it. 
Pulling her up and holding her close, he carried her to her bed, flopping heavily onto it with a creak. 
After a bit of flailing with the sheets and drunkenly coordinated limbs he managed to get them both into bed and flicked the light off. 

"Mmmrrrf love you princess. I'm so proud of you." He could feel a big stupid grin spread across her face and tail flick lazily against him as she passed out. 
"Sleep well" he whispered, soon floating off on a sea of drink and orgasm to sleep.