Hide, and then what?

"Unhand me at once you bastards! I just want either one of those big strong boys to hold still long enough for me to bury their bone deep inside me! How fucking hard is that of a demand?!? Do you know who I am?" Beatrice's screams of displeasure echoes the hall as she finally got captured and carried off. The plan somewhat worked.

My head pokes through a barrel that I had hopped into, "Man... that was close." Charles poked his head out of a crate that he hid in, "I know. Good thinking about the pantry Dominic, lot of fresh food in here. Must have thrown her sense off a bit. Well, mostly. She still sniffed at your hiding spot."

Yeah... I did almost get caught. Probably doesn't help that her hormones got me riled up. "Her heat got me aroused, so that might be my bad." Charles climbed out of the crate he was in and shakes himself off of the rice that clung to his fur. "Trust me kid, getting aroused will make things worse. I was the same way until she went full crazy on me. Ever since that day I have learned that when I smell her, I need to run and hide."

I climbed out of the barrel and landed on all fours on the floor before slipping a bit. The barrel I was in had something soaking in it and I got my paws all over it. Whatever it was made me all slick. "Alright. So what do we do now?"

Charles walks to the door and looks around, "I'm gonna find a new spot to hide for now, just in case she gets out again. I advise you do the same Dom, and please. For the sake of your life. Get yourself off and try not to get aroused again. Your body may be scream yes, but you'll be screaming no if she catches you." And with that, he walks off.

I stood there for a bit and tried walking but the slickness on my feet was a bit much to keeo my balance. So I ended up laying there for a while. About ten minutes and Jasmine appears from somewhere behind me, "What the hell..." I turn my head to see the goth dobermann standing right behind me. "Why are you here? This is for food, not for you to hide your...." her eyes seemed to have been drawn to my cock as it was hanging out from my sheathe. Jasmine blinks a few times before turning around and bending over to lift a well concealed hatch door. "Fuck this shit. I'm going back down here until dinner."

She then shuts the door after going back dow and I felt shamed. I am sure she knows what's going on and just doesn't want to deal with it. But the least she could have done was help me get out of this room.

On the upside, I had a feeling there was more to the eye than what I have seen already. So she hangs around the basement, which leads me to... not check cause how the hell am I gonna do that? Damnit. So close yet very far of getting somewhere.

About half an hour later, James manages to find me and he breathes out in relief to see me in one piece. When he lifted me up he could tell exactly how I felt and took me into the nearest bathroom. Once I was sat in the tub he turned the water on to let it run. "Now Dominic, I guess it is fair share that I explain to you what just happened and that you should thank Charles for saving your life. You see, Beatrice is a strong woman at best, and she sees things like a competitive environment. Sure there are moments where she acts elegant but she is an amazon at heart and will treat things like something she can conquer. That includes her breeding habits. She's not gentle and may possibly maim you if you do not play your cards well." He grabs a sponge off the rack and runs it through the water and starts scrubbing my body. I lifted my left paw up to place it on the sponge and he gets the idea to start scrubbing it. "I wonder if this is the reason why Sylvester went missing? I do remember the last time I saw him was because of this incident happening. Lawrence and Steven thinks it was his act ending and he was fading from being a top breed at the showcase. I think it was more on the fact that he got a taste of Beatrice and became scared of her. But that was years ago and he is long gone." James continued scrubbing my paw and swapped to another. He was actually... not creepy right now. Maybe I misjudged him.

"Now then, with you getting cleaned up, I can begin the process of your autobiography on how I want to write this. After all, this will be an exciting chapter of your life story now, won't it?" Nevermind. Back to being weird. I don't think nearly getting raped by a sex crazed dog is exciting. Especially if it means something is gonna be broken in the end.

Once the bath was done and I had been let go by James, I carefully wandered the halls a bit, not caring that I was still hard from the hormones. A new hiding spot would be best to focus on, but main question is... where? Downstairs sounds like a bad idea since Beatrice could easily get to me, but upstairs sounds worse since it is all rooms with one way in and out. Down on the first floor at least has a few rooms with multiple entrances.

I passed by the library and paused a bit in my steps as I saw a butler and maid taking the door down. Getting a good look at the door I saw an imprint of Beatrice. Looks like she body slammed the door when they shut it on her and it left quite a dent in it. With them replacing it, probably to put a new door in just incase it happens again and she just plows right through.

Later that night

Several hours have passed and while I attended dinner along with Charles, he vanished soon after he finished his meat stew. The stew was nice and all but I did the same. I slammed it down to get a head start in hiding. My hiding spot currently was the toy closet like I did with Charlie, but the idea is now falling flat cause many objects in there and I don't wanna get in trouble for hurting Beatrice, or worse. Pissing her off.

I was gonna see if it was safe to head to bed. But then I hear some noise emitting from my room. My nose was already telling me what was going on. Beatrice was in there and hopefully not Charles cause the poor guy is frightened of her. Along with a few others from what I have gathered.

My flight or fight response kicked in as I heard her paws click against the floor and I quickly and quietly scattered back down the hall. Peaking over the corner, I see Beatrice walk out and away from my room. Her black and swollen cookie was dripping on the floor as she walked away. I waited for a while after I saw her wall past a corner, just to be on the safe side in case she was waiting herself if either me of Charles would head back into the room. Cause I didn't see anything white dripping out of her.

Slowly making my way back into the room, I made my way in to see nobody else was there. So Charles might be hiding somewhere good or sleeping with one of the family members upstairs. The latter option sounds better of an option for this. Hell, I'd probably even take Laura to feel safer.

Walking up to my bed and my nose is assaulted even harder. My cock rises slowly as blood rushes into it as I see my bed is a disheveled mess and soaked. It is very clear what she was doing. And god damn is it working on me. I stood there for a minute feeling my cock throb hard against my belly and tried to not let my own juice well enough to soak my rear. My illusion will break if this keeps up.

My thoughts were interrupted a bit as I felt something touch me from behind. I froze as I was now afraid of who might be touching me. A few moments passed and a tail curls up around my face. I collapse in relief as it was Stacy. "Having fun there hot stuff?" I look up at the feline as she stares at me. I was at a loss for words currently and she baps my nose. "Let's get you out of here, otherwise you'll be wanting to mount Beatrice the moment you see her next. She kept batting my nose until my body got the message to get up.

Stacy led me outside into the backyard field and we walked for a bit. I am glad she did cause the fresh air did clear my thoughts. "Buh... thank you Stacy. I'm glad you helped me there." Stacy sticks her tongue out as she looks off into the distance, "No problem whatsoever foxy, I know how that girl operates. Best you stay out of your room during nighttime."

I stop and sit down on the grass, my cock was still hard and not wanting to go down, but right now I was more interested in talking. "So if that's the case then what else am I suppose to do? I'm mainly gonna be hiding instead of searching for stuff." I slap a paw on my head as I had just blurted that out. Stacy laughs a bit and sits in front of me. "A thief I see? Well, I did say I wasn't gonna blow the whistle on you. Regardless, this is more of a matter of your safety and you know it."

I flop onto my side, "The only places I am unaware of is the basement and the roof." Stacy blinks before laying forward and onto my front paws. "Don't worry about the roof. It's just old stuff the family doesn't want to get rid of. Half of it being Sylvester's stuff, but aside from those things that's it. The telescope they had was destroyed because of Charlie fighting with Steven and Jasmine and it got tossed off the roof." Alright, then there goes that. "As for the basement, I've noticed Jasmine goes down there frequently. Probably to get away from the rest because they have been getting on her nerves quite a bit. Poor girl needs to relax a bit, and possibly drop the goth attitude. Doesn't suit her honestly."

I take a glance at Stacy as she lays there with me in the grass with the moon shining through a few clouds. It actually seems peaceful despite what just happened earlier today. "So besides her hiding down there, anything of value?"

Stacy shakes her head, "Not that I am aware of sadly. But I think it is more of a root cellar for some of the other vintage stuff. We do have the wine room, but that's just what's there. Wouldn't put it past them to have the more classier stuff down under from prying eyes should someone like you break in to steal stuff." She does bring a valid point. Leave something that looks valuable to grab as bait so the real stuff stays hidden and safe.

Something else came to mind, the security. "Hey Stacy? What's the security around this place? I've noticed there are some staff members at night." She gets up and walks around me to look at the house, "Yeah, there is some security, so if you wanna snag stuff you better act fast. Don't worry though, there isn't much doing patrols. I'm convinced some of these guys don't want to guard stuff for this family." Gee, I wonder why. "So long as I still get to stay in luxury and have fun, then it's all good for me."

Sitting myself up and looking at Stacy, "You sure are carefree. How come you aren't that worried?" She looks at me and reach out with a paw to boop my nose. "We all got our own secrets and agendas foxy. And I'll be honest, I'm milking this gig for as long as possible. Besides, if I didn't stay, who else is gonna keep Amanda in check? She's nuts." I am fully aware... I still remember her trying to shoot me with that lazer turret toy thing.

I let out a soft yawn and got up on all fours. "Now that the hormones wore off a bit, you better go find a sleeping spot somewhere safe. I advise not sleeping outside as if Beatrice were to find you, that's game over." I nod and we both go back towards the house. My cock was softening up, but I have a high feeling that won't last long once I start sniffing Beatrice's juices from my room. Give or take the rooms to hide in, I think I'll sleep in a room that has a door.

The next day

When morning rolled over, I glazed wearily at the clock. I managed to get up on top of one of the bookshelves in the library. While I didn't shut the doors, being up this high gave me some leverage with Beatrice. Lawrence was the first to find me as he had to get me down himself. I got a scolding from him but I got let off with a warning when he remembered that a door needed replacing. Man, if you know you have a wild beast that goes into a breeding frenzy, maybe you should... oh I don't know. Fucking do something about it!?

Oh whatever. I doubt he cares that much unless his stupid trophies broke. I bet his wife encourages this because the stronger the breeds are the more popular or something.

Breakfast was slow for me as I was still tired. Hard boiled eggs with peaches and milk on the side. Charles was there and even I can tell he had a rough night. I look at him, "So, where did you sleep?"

He looks back at me, "Anna Belle. Those two were at least better to deal with than Charlie. And I didn't feel like sleeping with Laura two nights in a row." He leans down and takes an egg to eat and swallows it down. "What about you?"

Lifting a paw to rub my eyes a bit, "The library. Already got a scolding from Lawrence. Our room was coated in Beatrice's scent and I was afraid she would show up again. Ended up walking around a lot with Stacy to clear my mind when I first entered the room." Charles nods and we both continued to eat breakfast.

The routine was a bit more simple this time. After breakfast I walked over to Laura and she gave me some headpats before taking me outside. My tiredness must have been obvious as she just let me go for a slow walk and rest around a tree. Aside from that she ignored taking me to her room to try on outfits.

Steven wasn't home today as he was with his mother. They both went to the stadium in order to get things planned ahead for the mock trials. This was a relief as I just wanted to relax and get more sleep.

The day passed by fast, but only because I had actually fallen asleep a few times. Twice outside, once during lunch to where I had minced salmon meat on my face, and an attempted sleep in the foyer. The attempted sleep was cut due to impending dread I was feeling. Cause as it turns out, someone has to go into Beatrice's room to tend to her food and such. Which can lead to her getting out. Which it did.

I think inhaling so much of the hormones was taking a toll on me as my reactions were getting delayed when I was being chased. Beatrice almost had me but someone managed to catch her in mid leap before she could tackled me into the ground. It was right there when she was getting carried off again where I just laid on the floor and forgot where I was. My eyes just shut forth a bit as I just decided to sleep.

My sleep was once again, interrupted though. My eyes crack open to see what woke me up this time. Lifting up my head a bit I saw that I was in a bed. More specifically,  it was Laura's. My head shot up a bit as I remembered she was into bestiality. Turning my head around I saw her laying behind me with her clothes hanging on the nearby chair. She notices me looking at her as she was taking her panties off, "Oh, goodie~ you are awake Dommy!" The excitement was dripping from her voice, and from her pussy it seems as her panties peeled away from her with a thin line of wetness parting ways from the cloth.

She takes her underwear and tosses it where her clothes were and it misses and hits the floor. The next thing she did was unclasp her bra and let it fall over. Her formal outfit was hiding her breasts for sure as they had a nice solid curve to them. My gaze was fixed on her chest when she tossed the bra away. "Come on boy, let me take care of that pent up need. Beatrice is running you and Charles wild with her heat, so feel free to dump all that in me." This girl... had me right where she wants me. I got up and turned around towards her to start walking closer. And she was right, my cock was painfully hard because of the constant hormones assaulting me.

She leans in to pull me closer and I laid on top of her, my throbbing grey cock resting against her slick wet folds. My head rests between her breasts as I breath heavily, and I couldn't take it anymore. My hips start thrusting against her, my cock slipping around and prodding everything in her lower region until she reaches down with one hand to grab my canine cock and aim it directly into her pussy. The warmth of her hole was very welcoming as I slid right in. My thrusting starts picking up with her slick hole enveloped around my cock and it was wonderful feeling.

Her hands pet my head and kept them between her breasts as I mated with her. The way she looked at me was doting, the others were right since she wanted this. She would let out soft moans when I would thrust deeper into her pussy and jab against some sensitive spots. "Ahn~ you are as big as Charles Dommy, keep going~" I did as instructed by her and continued to plap my hips against hers. My knot had already started inflating as it slaps against her pussy lips.

This was where she moved her legs behind me and locked them in place to push me in deeper. I let out a small yelp as I had sunk my knot in already and the angle my dick was felt a bit uncomfortable. I however could not move. Her legs kept me still and her pussy was tightening, and started convulsing as she lets out her own moans and I felt her orgasming. Something squirted out and sprayed around my groin, to where I believe she was a squirter. Her pussy was milking my cock hard and I couldn't hold on any further. I shuffle my movement as thrusted more, that's when the uncomfortable feeling against tip felt better as I sunk it in somewhere to where I felt like I had room. My balls ached a bit as I twitched my cock a few bit before a rush of hot pink semen flows through.

Rope after rope of semen spurted out and into where it needed to be, Laura was drooling at the feeling inside her and started gyrating her hips against mine to stimulate me further. This resulted in a whine from me as my dick was becoming extra sensitive since I was still unloading quite a bit. I wanted to pull back a bit but two things kept me in place. Her legs, and my knot.

We were at it there for an hour, just laying in the same spot and me humping away both by my own legs and by hers. I would have bit her like Charles said but nope. We stayed how we started. I do have to thank this girl as my head is starting to clear up and my balls aren't hurting as bad. I think the last time I had sex was... two years ago? So I guess that may have been why I was pent up.

Laura was breathing heavy as she orgasmed more than me for sure. She had released her legs to lay them down on the bed as her eyes glossed over at the ceiling, she must be in bliss. I was still between her breasts as I watched her. Pretty soon though, I started moving back and my cock started tugging at her. I few more ropes of cum jet out of me as I began pulling out and the cork was soon released. Once my dick flopped out I could see my cum seeping slowly out of her.

That's... when it hit me. Nobody else I have met, guy wise that is, has cum that isn't white. This is a problem as she will definitely start questioning it when she gets out of her happy little world. Looking at her pussy with my cum oozing out, only thing I could think of to hide it better...

Sticking my tongue out and leaning in forward, I dragged it across her lips. Her body shudders as I did. "D-Dommy... careful. I'm very sensitive there right now." Well duh, you had me knotted in you for an hour. I lapped out a few drops of my cum and ignored the tastes of both her juices and mine as best as I could to focus on getting it out. I had to stick my tongue inside her pussy to try to lap up more. This almost got me drowned as she squealed and lurched up a bit and her pussy sprayed me on the face.

I pulled back and started coughing a bit. Laura sat up and grabbed me to wipe my face off. "Easy boy, we both had our fun. Let's just rest together." She then lays on her side with me in her grip. Guess I'm staying here longer. She smooches my head and whispers, "You were a very good boy for me. I can feel your hot cum sloshing inside my womb. I wonder if I can have your puppies?" That. Last statement.

Well I fucked up. Cause now that I think of it, I may have just impregnated her. I am not sure if ferals are fully able to breed with non ferals, as I have heard stories that that still happens. But she doesn't know that I am not fully feral. My face drips with both her juices and my sweat. This was not part of the plan at all.

Time passed on and we had to go get something to eat. And also wash up. So the first stop was the bathroom and the shower was a bit refreshing. Nice warm waters to wash away all the fluids off our bodies, specifically mine. Laura must have been thirsty as well as I saw her with her mouth open with the shower head pouring in for her to take a few swallows. I did look over her body and I will admit, she's got some curve to her. If I wasn't trying to rob the house and she wasn't of the rich type here, I think we would actually have dated at some point.

My eyes draw closer to her abdomen though as I see her rubbing it. There was a slight visible bulge to where her womb was. Guess there's where my dick sunk in and most of my cum is. At this rate, I am kinda hoping it stays in there just to not bring suspicion to oddly colored cum in the premises. I'll bite the bullet should the other thing happen.

Once the shower was over and we both got dried off, Laura smooches my face and calls me a good boy before heading back to her room. "Go get yourself something to eat Dommy, I'm gonna get dressed and catch up myself. And, if you ever want release or wanna spend special quality time with me, my door is open." I blink a bit as she walks away. Shaking my head I leave the bathroom to head back downstairs.

Dinner consisted of turkey with rice and string beans. For once I happily ate everything quickly to where I was looking at Charles this time. He was eating his food well and seemed to be in a slightly better mood. "Find a good spot to hide I take it?" He looks at me as he swallows some rice, "Yeah. I tagged along with Lawrence to head out in the golf field today. He didn't mind as I slept in the cabby the entire time."

That's good at least. We both managed to get some sort of relief away from this craziness. Well... he did. I just ended up in another situation. "Hey Charles, thanks for saving me by the way. I never really did say anything at the time did I?" Charles chunkles a bit before putting a paw on my back. "No sweat kid, just didn't want to see you experiencing trauma this early on in your new home. You'll get use to it soon enough." Yeah no kidding. And I plan to not be here long enough too.