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She whimpered again at Officer Michaelson, pulling on the leash.\n\n\"Dan...'' her handler said, facing appealing eyes from both Dugalt and Nikka.  \"Alright, let's go...''\n\nNikka leapt for joy.  There was nothing she liked more than going on a bust.  Sure, the German Shepherd was trained to protect her officer, to hold and restrain suspects, and to search out men in hiding, but drug-sniffing was where she [i]really[/i] shined.  She already had three times as many busts as Rinty, and fully twice as many busts as the other two drug-sniffers on the force - in just a year!  Nikka wore the police badge on her collar proudly.\n\nThe hallway was a blur for her eagerness as she pulled Officer Michaelson toward the garage.  Dugalt, with Rinty at his side, pulled up beside her.  Rinty was bigger than Nikka in every way, with a darker face and body.  He spoke to her, \"Oh boy, looks like you get to come along again,'' dryly.  \"I didn't think Michaelson would [i]dare[/i] risk breaking the rules.''\n\nShe flattened her ears.  She'd never liked Rinty, but he was a fellow officer, and they worked together every day.  Duty demanded that she work politely with him.  \"I'm only a day or two into my heat.''  With a laugh, she joked, \"Don't get any ideas...''  Rinty, like all the dogs on the force, had been left intact.  Nikka knew that one day, her job for the department might change to breeding the next generation, but that was a long way off.\n\nRinty just snorted.  \"You're not my type.''\n\n\"Believe me,'' she said, \"You're not mine, either.''\n\nThey ran into the garage, waiting patiently for Dugalt to open the back door.  Rinty jumped in first, followed by Nikka.  The men jumped in the cruiser, and they were off!  Nikka's heart beat with excitement.  \"We're going to catch some drug dealers!'' she yipped, confidently.\n\nRinty groaned.  \"I wish you'd show this much enthusiasm helping other [i]dogs[/i], Nikka.  Let the humans do what they want.  What does it matter if one human steals a bunch of silver forks from another, or if they want to get high?  They're just people.''\n\nNikka dropped her jaw.  Sure, she'd suspected Rinty was more interested in his \"after-hours'' work than his day shift, but he's never been so open with her about it.  \"It's our [i]job[/i], Rinty.''\n\n\"A job given to us by humans.  They've already [i]got[/i] their own officers.  What about all the dogs in this city that would have [i]no [/i]legal protection without Butcher, Judge, and me?  We could have used your help out there,'' he growled, ears flat as he looked over at her.\n\nShe knew that he and the other two police dogs snuck out of their kennels at night to police the streets, and help whatever dogs they could.  \"Jesus Christ, Rinty.  We're not [i]allowed[/i] to leave our kennels.  Besides, we need our sleep to be at our best.''\n\nRinty dug his claws into the upholstery of the squad car, another infraction.  Growling, he said, \"You're just like Michaelson, you know that?  Can't break the littlest rule, even for the greater good.  If Butcher hadn't left, [i]last night[/i], he wouldn't have been there to stop a yearling pup from getting [i]beaten [/i]in his own home!  Now, he's safe with a new family.  You think [i]God[/i] would rather Butcher stayed in the kennel?''\n\nNow, Nikka flattened her ears.  He had a point.  \"There are human laws against animal abuse...'' she started, but Rinty interrupted.\n\n\"Yeah, and you know how well [i]those[/i] are enforced.  And what about canine criminals?  When was the last time they busted out the forensics team when one dog killed another?  It's obvious the humans don't care about us - why should we care about them?''\n\nNikka was speechless.  Rinty was speaking heresy.  How had she never noticed his attitude before?  Why was he being so forward?  Why now?\n\nBefore she could ask, however, a staticky voice played over the cruiser's intercom.  \"We have a suspected burglar on 23rd and Cedar.  Please respond, over.''\n\nMichaelson was driving, so Dugalt picked up the receiver.  \"This is squad car 21.  We are in the area, over.''\n\n\"Suspect is a white male in his thirties wearing a red shirt.  Repeat, a white male in his thirties wearing a red shirt.  A caller saw him looking in windows, over.''\n\nDugalt said, \"Roger.  We are en route.  Over and out.''  Then, he turned to Michaelson and said, \"Well, the dogs'll certainly give him a scare.  Doubt he'll continue peeking after that!''\n\nMichaelson turned the car, wrinkling his brow.  \"Not Nikka.  She's got to stay in the car.''\n\n\"Right,'' Dugalt said, simply.\n\nNikka grinded her teeth.  \"Why don't [i]I[/i] get to go?''\n\nThe dark-furred shepherd glanced sidelong at Nikka and said, \"Look, Nikka, we need your help out there.  You can still help the humans during the day, but we need you.  We're outnumbered.  Please, listen to me.  There isn't much time.''\n\n\"Much time?'' she asked, cocking her head.  \"No, Rinty.  My place is with the humans, and I need to do everything I can to be my best.''\n\nRinty let out a long sigh.  \"Okay, then let me tell you something.  Michaelson's going to try to keep you in the squad car, but I'm going to have a heck of a time catching this guy alone.  All you gotta do is jump out the door after me.  Michaelson will call you back, but don't listen to him.  If you bark loud enough he'll think you just didn't hear him.''\n\nNikka said, \"You want me to disobey Officer Michaelson?''\n\n\"Do you want to help catch the perp or not?''\n\n\"I do, but...''\n\n\"Then help me out, okay?  You're fine.  You know you are, and Michaelson knows it too, or he wouldn't have let you come along today.'' Rinty said, staring intently at Nikka.\n\n\"Alright...'' she said, flicking her ears.  \"I'll do it.''\n\n\"Good,'' he said, smiling.\n\nThe cruiser turned down a winding, suburban street, with beautiful, well-kept houses on either side.  Each house had a yard three times as large as the building itself, filled with a swimming pool, or a tool shed, or playground equipment.  Definitely a prime location for daytime burglary.  Officer Michaelson slowed the car as both men scanned the street looking for the suspect.\n\n\"There he is!'' Dugalt cried, spotting the man first.  Michaelson stopped the cruiser abruptly, and Nikka had to grind her claws into the seat to stay upright.  Dugalt popped out the side and yelled, \"Stop!  Police!''\n\nThe suspect, wearing a bright red (or green) shirt, was about a dozen yards away, his back turned, but when he heard the yell, he started running into the backyard of the nearest house.  \"Shit!'' exclaimed Michaelson.  \"Get Rinty on him!''\n\nDugalt grabbed the back door, opening it wide.  \"Get him!'' he ordered Rinty, who hit the ground running.  This was the moment.  Nikka gulped, but barreled out the door after him, before Dugalt could close the door.  Together, the two shepherds barked in pursuit, Nikka trying her hardest to ignore Michaelson's desperate, \"Nikka, no!  Stand down!''\n\nBoth dogs were fast.  She was right on Rinty's heels as they turned the corner around the house, out of earshot.  Her heart pounded in her chest, but she was sure she was doing the right thing.\n\n\"This way!'' Rinty barked, jumping a small fence and shooting down a small alley.  Nikka was agile, easily bounding the barrier and gaining ground on her partner.  She couldn't see the suspect anywhere, but Rinty must have gotten a glimpse or scent.\n\n\"There!'' he barked again, pointing to a large, silver building behind a two-story house.  The large, metal door stood open.  \"He ran inside there!''\n\nRinty scampered through the door, Nikka hot on his heels.  They entered a staircase, one going up, the other going down into a basement.  Perhaps this was a storm shelter?  The place reeked of dogs.  As soon as Nikka slid onto the metal floor, the door behind her swung closed with a loud [i]clank![/i]  Startled, she turned around and barked at the door.  \"What happened?''\n\nRinty turned to her.  \"I don't know.  The wind?  I know the perp went in here.  You check the top floor, and I'll check the bottom.  Bark if you need help.''\n\n\"But how will Michaelson and Dugalt find us?  I doubt they can hear us barking through that wall.''\n\n\"They can track our collars, remember?''\n\n\"Oh, right,'' she said, remembering her badge.  They'd installed a GPS locator a couple months ago, but they'd never needed it before.\n\nRinty nodded, and started down the steps to the lower floor.  Nikka took the top floor.\n\nShe entered a single, long room, filled on every side with kennels.  \"What in the world?'' she wondered, glancing and smelling.  She walked slowly, doing a quick count.  Roughly half of the metal cages was filled with puppies playing and yipping.\n\n\"Mom?'' a small voice came from the nearest cage.\n\nNikka glanced down at the pup.  In his cage were six little puppies, all German Shepherds.  \"What is this place?'' she asked him softly, trying not to frighten him.\n\n\"Oh...you're not Mom.  What do you mean?  This is our home.''\n\n\"This...cage?'' she asked, sniffing.  The scent of urine and feces was strong, but not overpowering.  Whoever ran this facility at least kept it mostly clean.\n\n\"What's a cage?'' he asked, his brothers and sisters piling up next to him to sniff the newcomer.\n\nNikka paled.  What if this small place was all these puppies had ever known?  She glanced around, estimating a hundred puppies, and cage after cage showed brown and tan markings of the German Shepherd.  She'd heard of this.  This was a [i]puppy mill[/i], but the largest one she'd ever seen!\n\n\"You've lived here all your life?'' she asked sweetly, trying to suppress her outrage.\n\n\"Yeah,'' chirped one of the female pups.  \"But Dad says we're going to a foster home in a week. I can't wait to go outside!''\n\n\"Wait here,'' Nikka said, before feeling foolish.  They were locked in cages!  Big cages, admittedly, but still cages nonetheless.\n\nNikka knew she had to put a stop to this.  Puppy mills were hotbeds of animal cruelty - overbred females, cramped cages, and for-profit contribution to the pet overpopulation problem.  To think there was one right in the middle of the city!  For once, Rinty and she would agree on something.\n\nShe just had to find him.  A growing pit in the bottom of her stomach, Nikka quickly trotted through the aisles of noisy puppies until she reached the far end of the complex.  Truly a complex...the building was far larger than she'd originally thought.  What sort of zoning permit did the owners have?\n\nAt the end was a similar staircase.  She scrambled down the metal stairs to the lower floor, saying, \"Rinty?''\n\nJust as she rounded the bottom step, a flash of movement caught the edge of her eye.  She turned to look, yelping as a thin, flexible wire descended over her head, tightening suddenly around her neck.  She tossed herself back and forth, whimpering, barely able to bark.  \n\nThere, around the corner, stood the perp, holding a long staff with the choke collar at the end of it.  He pushed her with the staff into a corner, wedging her head against the wall.  Her claws slid against the hard floor, helpless as the man reached down for her collar and unlatched it, grabbing both it and her badge.\n\n\"[b][i]No![/i][/b]'' she whimpered.\n\nShe fought again, as the man started to drag her sliding across the floor, pushing her through a metal gate and latching it behind her.  Only then did the noose loosen.  Nikka jumped and barked at the man, but the tall gate was locked.  She was trapped.\n\n\"There we go,'' the man said, hefting his restraining staff and pocketing her collar.  Without another word, he just left her there, walking up the stairs.\n\nSuddenly feeling very naked, Nikka took stock.  The GPS in the collar would lead straight to the perpetrator, unless he knew the device was attached and how to disable it.  If he knew that, at least Rinty's collar would still be working, and lead the officers to this location.\n\nNikka froze.  [i]Unless he'd caught [/i]Rinty[i] as well.[/i]  With both dogs captive and the GPS disabled, Michaelson and Dugalt would have no idea where the two dogs had gone.  They couldn't search the neighborhood without a warrant, and this building must be soundproof to have gone unnoticed through the barking of so many dogs and puppies.\n\nFrantically, Nikka began to explore the enclosure, looking and sniffing for any sign of Rinty.  It was big, and there was hay in one corner, as well as a dispenser in the wall with some food and water.  In another corner, there was a wooden contraption.  The ten-by-ten enclosure had a large opening in one side with another, accordion-style gate that was currently open.  Nikka stepped through.\n\nAnother ten-by-ten, but there, through the locked gate to the main hallway, she saw two German Shepherds talking.  The one on the outside, wearing his collar and badge, was [i]Rinty[/i].  Why hadn't he come when he heard her whimpering? He must have been too far away, interrogating the trapped dogs.\n\n\"There she is,'' Rinty said, barely sparing her an uncaring glance.\n\n\"What's going on?'' Nikka said, walking toward the strange dog that was penned in with her.\n\nThe stranger was a large, male shepherd with even darker fur than Rinty.  He turned to look at her appraisingly.  Neither seemed surprised by her captivity, or the missing collar.  Nikka flicked her ears.  The dog finally spoke, and said, \"My son here tells me you're the star of the force, Nikka.''\n\n[i]His [/i][b][i]son[/i][/b][i]?[/i]  She cocked her head, looking over at Rinty.\n\nHer partner sighed and said, \"Meet my father, Strongheart.''\n\n\"You were [i]born[/i] here?'' Nikka asked incredulously.  \"What is going on?  We just [i]happened[/i] to chase a man into this...this...puppy mill!?  Can you get that gate open somehow, or go get Michaelson so we can shut this horrible place down?''\n\nStrongheart chuckled.\n\nRinty looked her right in the eyes and said coolly, \"You don't get it.  I'm leaving without you.  You're staying here.''\n\nNikka sat down, jaw dropping.  \"Like hell I am!''\n\nRinty sighed again and said, \"Look, I tried to warn you.  We just don't have room on the force for someone who won't do her part helping the dogs in this town.  Believe me, you'll be doing vital work here, and helping more dogs than you ever could sneaking out at night with us.''\n\nNikka stood, her tail held horizontally, her ears straight ahead.  She couldn't help the curl on her upper lip as she said, \"So you'd sell me into slavery, and leave open a disgusting place like this!?  I thought all you cared about was helping dogs!''\n\n\"Watch your mouth, girl,'' Strongheart said, hackles raised.  \"This place isn't as bad as you think.  We produce the best and brightest working dogs in the country!''\n\nRinty's father was definitely bigger than her, and would win if it came to fighting, but Nikka didn't care, keeping her aggressive posture.  She was [i]not[/i] about to get stuck here!\n\nHer partner spoke in soft tones.  \"I didn't want to, but you left me no choice.  I should have known you wouldn't understand.  You never did understand bending the rules for the greater good.''\n\n\"Bullshit!  You...you won't get away with this.  Dugalt and Michaelson will find me!''\n\nRinty had the gall to grin at her.  [i]Grin![/i]  He said, \"Somehow, I doubt that, but even if Michaelson does find you, it'll already be too late.''  With that, he nodded to his father.\n\n[i]Too late for what?[/i] she wondered briefly.\n\nStrongheart turned to his son and said, \"If you've got time, we could use you again.  Bitch in the next stall over.''\n\n\"Not related to me, I hope?'' Rinty smirked, his tail beginning to wag.\n\nStrongheart shook his head, but said, \"Half-sister.  But better you than me, I think.''\n\n\"Alright,'' he said, before leaving the gate, trotting toward the neighboring kennel.\n\nStrongheart turned to Nikka and explained, \"Improving the breed takes a lot of fresh blood.  Our owner flies in studs from around the world, but he can only do that so often.  You'll be a great addition here.''\n\nNikka growled.  \"You can't be serious!  You're not really going to hold me here against my will and try to breed me off to some random stud!  I'm an officer of the law, graduated top of my class!''\n\n\"And our puppies will be smarter and stronger and quicker than ever.  And beautiful,'' he added with a grin.\n\n[i]OUR puppies?[/i]  \"[b]No.[/b] No, you will release me this instant.  You will release me and return me to Officer Michaelson...'' her stalwart demands began to take on a whimpering beg.  She took a step back, her tail reflexively going between her legs.  For each step Nikka took, Strongheart followed, watching intently.\n\n\"So stubborn,'' the German Shepherd cooed.  \"I hope that someday you learn to like our little arrangement, like the rest of the bitches.''\n\nNikka trembled, looking the humongous canine over.  There, between his legs, she caught a glimpse of his shiny penis peeking out of his sheath.  Lifting her voice, she called, \"Rinty...please!  Let me go - I'll...I promise I'll help you and Butcher and Judge.  Please!''\n\nEars erect, all she could hear from the neighboring stall was a repetitive, wet [i]slurping[/i].  \"Rinty!'' she cried again, desperate.\n\n\"It's too late for that,'' Strongheart said, getting closer.  \"You're mine now, and judging by your scent, it's about time for you to start doing your new job.''\n\nNikka met his eyes and froze, pulled in by his confident insistence.  He made it only a step or two from her before she got spooked, spinning and leaping away from the large, black-and-tan dog.  He was ready for her.  As soon as she moved, he leapt, grabbing her spinning scruff in his teeth and digging his claws into the ground.  He pulled her straight off her feet, dragging her into the corner.\n\n\"No!  Please, stop!'' she whined, as she scrambled for purchase on the slick ground.  \"Let go of me!''\n\nIn the corner of this room as well lay the wooden contraption.  It looked almost like the school desks she'd seen human children sitting in, except the flat desk was tilted vertically, and there was a hole in the surface.  The hole was open slightly along a hinge, making the whole device very reminiscent of stocks.  The `seat' was more like an ottoman in shape and size. Nikka struggled with all her might, making the larger Shepherd grunt in annoyance and strain, but Strongheart flung her over the stool, pushing her head toward the nearby, partially opened hole.\n\n\"No!'' she cried, as he pushed her head through the hole, using a single paw to dislodge a small piece of wood that kept the device from swinging closed.  [i]Bang![/i] The stocks closed around her neck, so tight as to make it harder to breathe.  The `seat' of the device held her stomach upright.  She struggled against the stocks, only able to see the slick metal wall, now that her head was stuck through the restraint.\n\nStrongheart panted with the effort of shoving her into the stocks.  She could almost feel his eyes on her, though all he could see of her was from the neck down to the tail. Shivering, she lowered her tail, but the stool prevented her from tucking it further.  He said, \"You're strong, for a girl.  Our little boys will grow up capable of anything!''\n\nNikka whined.  \"Please...please, I'll do anything.  [b][i]Officer Michaelson![/i][/b]'' she yelled, futilely.  Whimpering, her voice trailed off with, \"I want to see Officer Michaelson...''\n\nShe felt something cold and wet nudging its way beneath her tail.  Her heat-swollen lips were extra sensitive, and she yipped, kicking her legs.  Rinty's father said, \"Come on now, be a good girl and lift your tail.  You'll like what's coming a lot more if you let me get you wet first.''\n\nNikka kept her tail rigid, and down, barking, \"Get away from me, you motherfucker!''  She shook her body back and forth, trying to break free of the homemade breeding stand.  She couldn't pull her head free, she couldn't lower her hindquarters, and she couldn't turn her body any meaningful amount.  She was trapped.\n\n\"I'd be lying if I said I [i]hadn't[/i] bred my mother,'' Strongheart said, casually.  \"But what was I to do?  She was in heat and there were no other studs around.''  She felt him move forward, pushing her tail out of the way to give her a long, wet lick.\n\nHer puffy lips trembled.  Nikka didn't know what to do.  Her only hope was that Dugalt or Michaelson would follow Rinty's collar into the puppy mill and stop this from happening.  Her fate seemed completely out of her own hands, immobilized in a breeding stand.  Still, she couldn't come up with any scenario where she would be saved before Strongheart bred her - and she was in heat.  If she got pregnant, even if she got rescued, she'd be off the force for months at best.  They'd probably just retire her, anyway!  She had to stall, praying that Michaelson would somehow find her.\n\n\"You...uh...you bred your own mother?'' she asked, horrified but feigning interest.  As long as he kept talking, he wasn't humping her.\n\nHe said, \"[i]And[/i] my daughters, [b][i]and[/i][/b] my sisters.  When my owner first started this place, he just wanted to sell puppies for three hundred bucks a piece.  But he found out he can make much more if the puppies are strong and smart, selling them as working dogs across the nation.  Gotta say, I kinda liked it better when I was the only one studding, but I'm willing to share some of my girls as long as I always get my due.''\n\nHe licked her again, and Nikka whimpered, scrambling for another topic.  \"I...I spoke to one of your puppies, and he said they were about to go to foster homes...?''\n\nAgain, mercifully, Strongheart paused to answer, allowing Nikka to lay her tail down flat again.  \"My owner does a little `puppy-laundering' so that can't be traced back to him.  He's got a network of families with German Shepherds that take my pups and sell them as pets.  It's not so bad, Nikka.  They get weaned a bit early, but you won't miss them long before you've got another batch.''\n\nIn the neighboring stall, Nikka could hear Rinty and his half-sister going at it, loud, wet thrusts accompanied by grunts and moans.  As long as her partner was still there, there was a chance for Dugalt or Michaelson to track them here.  If only she had some way to stall [i]Rinty[/i].\n\nNikka wished she could see Strongheart, to better judge his mood.  But the wooden stocks prevented her from looking over her shoulder.  She could feel his hot breath beneath her tail as she stammered, \"What...what do you -''\n\nThis time, Strongheart interrupted.  \"I know what you're doing, and it won't work.  Get ready...''\n\nNikka whined, feeling a tentative paw on her back.  Frantic, she squealed, \"Wait, no...keep licking me, [i]please![/i]''\n\nEyes wide, horrified, Nikka felt Strongheart clambering onto her back despite her pleas.  He spoke loudly, so she could hear him through the wooden stocks, saying simply, \"That ship has sailed.''\n\nShe rocked her hips left and right, trying to wiggle out of his grasp, but she could barely move in the breeding stand.  The device, as designed, effectively gave Rinty's father full say over what happened to her.  He pulled himself up her back, his hips shoving her tail to the side.  She couldn't see him, but she could feel him grinding his hips up against her, his slimy, hard tip brushing against her swollen, ready pussy.\n\n\"No!''\n\nGritting her teeth, Nikka braced herself, barely noticing the cry from the next stall over: \"[i]Yes[/i],  Rinty!  Breed me!''  Apparently Rinty's half-sister wasn't quite as resistant as Nikka was.\n\n[i]Yelp![/i]\n\nNikka felt a stab of dull pain as Strongheart pierced her virginity.  She was only her first day into heat, not fully swollen or wet, and the male's two licks had only coated the surface of her tight, untested hole.  The massive German Shepherd didn't hold back, despite her high-pitched whines, hammering his hips against her.  His fat, swelling cock slammed deep, splitting her apart.  [i]God, he's so big![/i] she whined.\n\nStrongheart grunted, drilling up into her with short, leaping thrusts.  In and out his glistening cock pushed and pulled at her dry cunt, making Nikka wail, in a strange mixture of pain and pleasure.  As much as Nikka hated what was happening to her, her instincts were fighting for control of her body.  Nikka could still remember her first heat; how the itching and desire had made her writhe around on the floor.  What she wouldn't give to spend the next two weeks suffering like that, as opposed to her current situation.  If she didn't get out of this place, she'd never experience the itch of a denied heat again!\n\nOne stall over, she could hear her Rinty howling, claiming his whimpering half-sister.  [i]How much longer before he leaves?[/i] she wondered.  If Rinty left the kennel without her, she was well and truly lost.\n\nStrongheart pounded harder, until his fully erect tip dug as deep as he could inside of her, grinding up against her innermost wall.  She moaned, knowing that the growing wetness inside of her was from her.  Nikka wouldn't have thought it possible, but she could feel him growing larger, stretching her virgin lips painfully wide.  \"What is that!?'' she barked.  She bit her lip, wishing she hadn't given him the satisfaction of an outburst.\n\nChuckling, he said, \"You've got a lot to...[i]*grunt*[/i]...learn!''  He rolled his hips against her, muscles rippling with the effort as his immense cock began to tug against her tight vulva.  With a [i]splorp![/i] he managed to pull free, before plunging himself violently back inside.  Nikka whimpered, body shuddering as the massive shepherd penetrated her again and again with his thick, swollen cock.  Despite herself, she began thrusting her hips wildly, squeezing down around Strongheart.\n\nThe only sounds she could hear from Rinty and his bitch were loud, eager panting, but at least he was still there.  Any second, Dugalt or Michaelson could barge into the kennel and save her from this horrible place!\n\n[i]Better sooner than later[/i], she thought, grimly.  She might not know much about mating, but she could feel brief, juicy [i]squirts[/i] coating her wet pussy.  Strongheart humped faster and faster between her sore, aching lips, and with a moan, she realized he was almost done with her.\n\n[i]Clank![/i]\n\nNikka's ears perked straight up.  [i]That was the door to the outside![/i]  \"Michaelson!  Dugalt!'' she barked, though she knew they wouldn't understand her words.  [i]God, let them find me, before it is too late![/i]\n\nShe yapped her head off, both trying to draw their attention, and in shock.  Unbelievably, Strongheart's cock had only grown bigger; he was straining now to squeeze it between her lips.  She got the terrible feeling that he'd just keep growing and growing, until she burst!\n\n\"Where is Nikka?''\n\nDugalt's voice filtered to her ears.  [i]Yes!  I'm here![/i] she thought, frantically, before realizing that from the hallway, only her rear end was visible.  [i]Will Officer Dugalt even recognize me?[/i]\n\n\"There she is.''\n\nThe voice seemed vaguely familiar, until it hit her.  [i]The perp![/i]  Dugalt must be making the man lead him to her.  Dropping her jaw, she howled, \"I'm right here!  Get me out of here, now!''\n\nDugalt said, with calm deliberation, \"Perfect.  Everything went perfectly.  Already breeding her, too?''\n\n...\n\n[b][i]What??[/i][/b]\n\nThe suspect who had led her into the hellhole said, \"I didn't put her in that.  Must have been the boy.''\n\nDugalt laughed.  \"Maybe she put [i]herself[/i] in it - couldn't wait to start?''\n\nThe man groaned.  \"Look, I appreciate a new bitch, but can you at least tell me why?''\n\nNikka's mind reeled.  The way the two men were talking was like they [i]planned[/i] this.  [i]Of course[/i], she realized, miserably.  [i]Strongheart said, \"We could use you [U]again[/U].''  [/i]Rinty had been here before, but the puppy mill was too far to walk to.  Officer Dugalt must have brought him, and maybe Butcher and Judge as well.  She remembered that the three would sometimes go with Dugalt and a few others out of the station, and she was never invited.\n\nRinty could never have pulled off this plan alone.  Dugalt was somehow [i]in[/i] on it!  But that meant that help wasn't coming.  She was alone.  Alone, and helpless.  She stood frozen, but only for a second.\n\n[i]Squelch![/i]\n\nStrongheart rammed himself between her lips, spreading her apart one last time until her stretched vulva felt like a beach ball.  Tossing his head back, Strongheart howled, \"Here it comes, bitch!''\n\nHer heat-swollen, bulging, virgin lips quivered tightly around the dog's enormous cock, forcing her out of her shock.  \"Oh, [i]God![/i]'' she cried, knowing that now, for certain, resistance was futile.  As if proving that fact, three strong, loud [i]splurts[/i] flooded her fertile passageway.\n\nBut Strongheart was far from done with her.  His balls churned, splattering her waiting womb again and again, while the big dog gave short, sharp thrusts that tugged painfully on her aching pussy.  Nikka could swear that she could [i]feel[/i] his sticky cum seeping into her heat-primed uterus, so much that her belly swelled up painfully.\n\nShe tried desperately to concentrate on Dugalt.  She had to piece together the whole meaning, as she only heard bits and pieces between Strongheart's howls and her own, heady moans.  Dugalt was explaining to the man that Nikka's award-winning drug-sniffing nose was cutting into Dugalt's [i]interests[/i], and he couldn't convince Michaelson to reign her in.\n\n[i]Dugalt...in the drug trade?[/i] she whimpered.  And there was nothing she could do.  Michaelson was sure to be demoted after losing her, and Dugalt would go on abusing the system, Rinty happy to overlook a few drugs here and there.  Nikka trembled, but whether it was out of horror, or her own humping, clenching pussy, she didn't know.\n\n\"Oh, yeah, Nikka...you are something else,'' Rinty's father groaned, suddenly jumping off of her back.  He stayed locked inside of her straining, bulging vulva, sending several last spurts of cum to ensure that she was well and truly bred.  Nikka whimpered, clenching helplessly around him as she milked him of every last drop.\n\n\"Come on Rinty,'' Dugalt said, as the German Shepherd pulled out of his half-sister with a [i]pop![/i], reattaching her former partner's leash.  \"Let's go.''\n\nNikka shuddered.  She had done everything she could to do her job, to do the right thing, to make Michaelson happy, and it had all backfired in her face.  Now, Michaelson would lose his job, Dugalt would keep the drug-trade booming...\n\nAnd Nikka...Nikka would be serving a secret puppy mill, directly beneath Strongheart, Rinty, Butcher, and Judge.\n\n* * * * *\n\nIt had been a year since Officer Michaelson had last seen Nikka, but he couldn't stop thinking about her and the terrible mistake he'd made.  He would have sworn that Nikka wouldn't run off, but she'd ignored his order to \"Stand Down'' without flinching.  They'd found her badge and collar a mile or two from where she'd run off, snagged on a branch.  He saw her everywhere now, even when just looking at the other police dogs.\n\nAn illusion, he knew.  He was just seeing what he wanted to see.  But this was something different.  He'd finally worked off his demotion, and the sergeant had authorized him to rejoin the canine corps.  Now, he stood, looking down at a litter of likely pups, and no matter what he told himself, he couldn't deny these puppies looked like Nikka, though with fur closer to Rinty's dark shade. Officer Michaelson's eyes watered at the memory of her through their striking resemblance, but when he approached the family to see the mother shepherd, it hadn't been her.  Honestly, some of the pups looked more like Nikka than their own [i]mother![/i]\n\nThe pups looked strong, attentive, and workable.  Any one of them would make a great police dog, but he took the largest, a young male with markings almost identical to Nikka.  Unbidden, two tears slipped through his weakened resolve, but he wiped them quickly and said to the owner, \"I'll...I'll take this one.''\n\nSix hundred bucks.  A steal, really.  He carried the young puppy to the squad car, to his new life.  Smiling down at the beaming chocolate eyes, wide playful smile, and excitedly wiggling rear, Michaelson said, \"Good to meet you.  Nick.''\n\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>&quot;There&#039;s a bust on 24th and Cedar St.&nbsp;&nbsp;We <em>need</em> Nikka,&#039;&#039; Officer Dugalt said, with emphasis.<br /><br />Officer Michaelson shook his head.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Look, I&#039;m sorry, Dan.&nbsp;&nbsp;But she&#039;s in heat.&nbsp;&nbsp;You know the regs.&nbsp;&nbsp;She&#039;s off duty for two weeks.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka pulled at her leash, barking, ears alert, eager, but Michaelson pulled her back.&nbsp;&nbsp;She whined at him.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Why </em><strong><em>can&#039;t</em></strong><em> I go?</em><br /><br />&quot;Look, Anders, she&#039;s the best drug-sniffer on the force.&nbsp;&nbsp;We&#039;ve only got one shot at this bust!&nbsp;&nbsp;Just one day, Anders.&nbsp;&nbsp;I know you haven&#039;t filed the paperwork to say she&#039;s in heat, yet.&nbsp;&nbsp;We&#039;ll keep her on collar, and you can put her in for vacation tomorrow.&#039;&#039;<br /><br /><em>Odd</em>, Nikka thought.&nbsp;&nbsp;Officer Dugalt and never really seemed to like her, probably because she was outshining his <em>own</em> German Shepherd, Rinty.&nbsp;&nbsp;Still, she really wanted to go on the bust!&nbsp;&nbsp;Why did <em>she</em> have to go on vacation?&nbsp;&nbsp;It&#039;s not like she was going to run away!&nbsp;&nbsp;She whimpered again at Officer Michaelson, pulling on the leash.<br /><br />&quot;Dan...&#039;&#039; her handler said, facing appealing eyes from both Dugalt and Nikka.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Alright, let&#039;s go...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka leapt for joy.&nbsp;&nbsp;There was nothing she liked more than going on a bust.&nbsp;&nbsp;Sure, the German Shepherd was trained to protect her officer, to hold and restrain suspects, and to search out men in hiding, but drug-sniffing was where she <em>really</em> shined.&nbsp;&nbsp;She already had three times as many busts as Rinty, and fully twice as many busts as the other two drug-sniffers on the force - in just a year!&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka wore the police badge on her collar proudly.<br /><br />The hallway was a blur for her eagerness as she pulled Officer Michaelson toward the garage.&nbsp;&nbsp;Dugalt, with Rinty at his side, pulled up beside her.&nbsp;&nbsp;Rinty was bigger than Nikka in every way, with a darker face and body.&nbsp;&nbsp;He spoke to her, &quot;Oh boy, looks like you get to come along again,&#039;&#039; dryly.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I didn&#039;t think Michaelson would <em>dare</em> risk breaking the rules.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She flattened her ears.&nbsp;&nbsp;She&#039;d never liked Rinty, but he was a fellow officer, and they worked together every day.&nbsp;&nbsp;Duty demanded that she work politely with him.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I&#039;m only a day or two into my heat.&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;With a laugh, she joked, &quot;Don&#039;t get any ideas...&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;Rinty, like all the dogs on the force, had been left intact.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka knew that one day, her job for the department might change to breeding the next generation, but that was a long way off.<br /><br />Rinty just snorted.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;You&#039;re not my type.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Believe me,&#039;&#039; she said, &quot;You&#039;re not mine, either.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />They ran into the garage, waiting patiently for Dugalt to open the back door.&nbsp;&nbsp;Rinty jumped in first, followed by Nikka.&nbsp;&nbsp;The men jumped in the cruiser, and they were off!&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka&#039;s heart beat with excitement.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;We&#039;re going to catch some drug dealers!&#039;&#039; she yipped, confidently.<br /><br />Rinty groaned.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I wish you&#039;d show this much enthusiasm helping other <em>dogs</em>, Nikka.&nbsp;&nbsp;Let the humans do what they want.&nbsp;&nbsp;What does it matter if one human steals a bunch of silver forks from another, or if they want to get high?&nbsp;&nbsp;They&#039;re just people.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka dropped her jaw.&nbsp;&nbsp;Sure, she&#039;d suspected Rinty was more interested in his &quot;after-hours&#039;&#039; work than his day shift, but he&#039;s never been so open with her about it.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;It&#039;s our <em>job</em>, Rinty.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;A job given to us by humans.&nbsp;&nbsp;They&#039;ve already <em>got</em> their own officers.&nbsp;&nbsp;What about all the dogs in this city that would have <em>no </em>legal protection without Butcher, Judge, and me?&nbsp;&nbsp;We could have used your help out there,&#039;&#039; he growled, ears flat as he looked over at her.<br /><br />She knew that he and the other two police dogs snuck out of their kennels at night to police the streets, and help whatever dogs they could.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Jesus Christ, Rinty.&nbsp;&nbsp;We&#039;re not <em>allowed</em> to leave our kennels.&nbsp;&nbsp;Besides, we need our sleep to be at our best.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Rinty dug his claws into the upholstery of the squad car, another infraction.&nbsp;&nbsp;Growling, he said, &quot;You&#039;re just like Michaelson, you know that?&nbsp;&nbsp;Can&#039;t break the littlest rule, even for the greater good.&nbsp;&nbsp;If Butcher hadn&#039;t left, <em>last night</em>, he wouldn&#039;t have been there to stop a yearling pup from getting <em>beaten </em>in his own home!&nbsp;&nbsp;Now, he&#039;s safe with a new family.&nbsp;&nbsp;You think <em>God</em> would rather Butcher stayed in the kennel?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Now, Nikka flattened her ears.&nbsp;&nbsp;He had a point.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;There are human laws against animal abuse...&#039;&#039; she started, but Rinty interrupted.<br /><br />&quot;Yeah, and you know how well <em>those</em> are enforced.&nbsp;&nbsp;And what about canine criminals?&nbsp;&nbsp;When was the last time they busted out the forensics team when one dog killed another?&nbsp;&nbsp;It&#039;s obvious the humans don&#039;t care about us - why should we care about them?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka was speechless.&nbsp;&nbsp;Rinty was speaking heresy.&nbsp;&nbsp;How had she never noticed his attitude before?&nbsp;&nbsp;Why was he being so forward?&nbsp;&nbsp;Why now?<br /><br />Before she could ask, however, a staticky voice played over the cruiser&#039;s intercom.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;We have a suspected burglar on 23rd and Cedar.&nbsp;&nbsp;Please respond, over.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Michaelson was driving, so Dugalt picked up the receiver.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;This is squad car 21.&nbsp;&nbsp;We are in the area, over.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Suspect is a white male in his thirties wearing a red shirt.&nbsp;&nbsp;Repeat, a white male in his thirties wearing a red shirt.&nbsp;&nbsp;A caller saw him looking in windows, over.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Dugalt said, &quot;Roger.&nbsp;&nbsp;We are en route.&nbsp;&nbsp;Over and out.&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;Then, he turned to Michaelson and said, &quot;Well, the dogs&#039;ll certainly give him a scare.&nbsp;&nbsp;Doubt he&#039;ll continue peeking after that!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Michaelson turned the car, wrinkling his brow.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Not Nikka.&nbsp;&nbsp;She&#039;s got to stay in the car.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Right,&#039;&#039; Dugalt said, simply.<br /><br />Nikka grinded her teeth.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Why don&#039;t <em>I</em> get to go?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The dark-furred shepherd glanced sidelong at Nikka and said, &quot;Look, Nikka, we need your help out there.&nbsp;&nbsp;You can still help the humans during the day, but we need you.&nbsp;&nbsp;We&#039;re outnumbered.&nbsp;&nbsp;Please, listen to me.&nbsp;&nbsp;There isn&#039;t much time.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Much time?&#039;&#039; she asked, cocking her head.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;No, Rinty.&nbsp;&nbsp;My place is with the humans, and I need to do everything I can to be my best.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Rinty let out a long sigh.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Okay, then let me tell you something.&nbsp;&nbsp;Michaelson&#039;s going to try to keep you in the squad car, but I&#039;m going to have a heck of a time catching this guy alone.&nbsp;&nbsp;All you gotta do is jump out the door after me.&nbsp;&nbsp;Michaelson will call you back, but don&#039;t listen to him.&nbsp;&nbsp;If you bark loud enough he&#039;ll think you just didn&#039;t hear him.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka said, &quot;You want me to disobey Officer Michaelson?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Do you want to help catch the perp or not?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;I do, but...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Then help me out, okay?&nbsp;&nbsp;You&#039;re fine.&nbsp;&nbsp;You know you are, and Michaelson knows it too, or he wouldn&#039;t have let you come along today.&#039;&#039; Rinty said, staring intently at Nikka.<br /><br />&quot;Alright...&#039;&#039; she said, flicking her ears.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I&#039;ll do it.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Good,&#039;&#039; he said, smiling.<br /><br />The cruiser turned down a winding, suburban street, with beautiful, well-kept houses on either side.&nbsp;&nbsp;Each house had a yard three times as large as the building itself, filled with a swimming pool, or a tool shed, or playground equipment.&nbsp;&nbsp;Definitely a prime location for daytime burglary.&nbsp;&nbsp;Officer Michaelson slowed the car as both men scanned the street looking for the suspect.<br /><br />&quot;There he is!&#039;&#039; Dugalt cried, spotting the man first.&nbsp;&nbsp;Michaelson stopped the cruiser abruptly, and Nikka had to grind her claws into the seat to stay upright.&nbsp;&nbsp;Dugalt popped out the side and yelled, &quot;Stop!&nbsp;&nbsp;Police!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The suspect, wearing a bright red (or green) shirt, was about a dozen yards away, his back turned, but when he heard the yell, he started running into the backyard of the nearest house.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Shit!&#039;&#039; exclaimed Michaelson.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Get Rinty on him!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Dugalt grabbed the back door, opening it wide.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Get him!&#039;&#039; he ordered Rinty, who hit the ground running.&nbsp;&nbsp;This was the moment.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka gulped, but barreled out the door after him, before Dugalt could close the door.&nbsp;&nbsp;Together, the two shepherds barked in pursuit, Nikka trying her hardest to ignore Michaelson&#039;s desperate, &quot;Nikka, no!&nbsp;&nbsp;Stand down!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Both dogs were fast.&nbsp;&nbsp;She was right on Rinty&#039;s heels as they turned the corner around the house, out of earshot.&nbsp;&nbsp;Her heart pounded in her chest, but she was sure she was doing the right thing.<br /><br />&quot;This way!&#039;&#039; Rinty barked, jumping a small fence and shooting down a small alley.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka was agile, easily bounding the barrier and gaining ground on her partner.&nbsp;&nbsp;She couldn&#039;t see the suspect anywhere, but Rinty must have gotten a glimpse or scent.<br /><br />&quot;There!&#039;&#039; he barked again, pointing to a large, silver building behind a two-story house.&nbsp;&nbsp;The large, metal door stood open.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;He ran inside there!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Rinty scampered through the door, Nikka hot on his heels.&nbsp;&nbsp;They entered a staircase, one going up, the other going down into a basement.&nbsp;&nbsp;Perhaps this was a storm shelter?&nbsp;&nbsp;The place reeked of dogs.&nbsp;&nbsp;As soon as Nikka slid onto the metal floor, the door behind her swung closed with a loud <em>clank!</em>&nbsp;&nbsp;Startled, she turned around and barked at the door.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;What happened?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Rinty turned to her.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I don&#039;t know.&nbsp;&nbsp;The wind?&nbsp;&nbsp;I know the perp went in here.&nbsp;&nbsp;You check the top floor, and I&#039;ll check the bottom.&nbsp;&nbsp;Bark if you need help.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;But how will Michaelson and Dugalt find us?&nbsp;&nbsp;I doubt they can hear us barking through that wall.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;They can track our collars, remember?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Oh, right,&#039;&#039; she said, remembering her badge.&nbsp;&nbsp;They&#039;d installed a GPS locator a couple months ago, but they&#039;d never needed it before.<br /><br />Rinty nodded, and started down the steps to the lower floor.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka took the top floor.<br /><br />She entered a single, long room, filled on every side with kennels.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;What in the world?&#039;&#039; she wondered, glancing and smelling.&nbsp;&nbsp;She walked slowly, doing a quick count.&nbsp;&nbsp;Roughly half of the metal cages was filled with puppies playing and yipping.<br /><br />&quot;Mom?&#039;&#039; a small voice came from the nearest cage.<br /><br />Nikka glanced down at the pup.&nbsp;&nbsp;In his cage were six little puppies, all German Shepherds.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;What is this place?&#039;&#039; she asked him softly, trying not to frighten him.<br /><br />&quot;Oh...you&#039;re not Mom.&nbsp;&nbsp;What do you mean?&nbsp;&nbsp;This is our home.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;This...cage?&#039;&#039; she asked, sniffing.&nbsp;&nbsp;The scent of urine and feces was strong, but not overpowering.&nbsp;&nbsp;Whoever ran this facility at least kept it mostly clean.<br /><br />&quot;What&#039;s a cage?&#039;&#039; he asked, his brothers and sisters piling up next to him to sniff the newcomer.<br /><br />Nikka paled.&nbsp;&nbsp;What if this small place was all these puppies had ever known?&nbsp;&nbsp;She glanced around, estimating a hundred puppies, and cage after cage showed brown and tan markings of the German Shepherd.&nbsp;&nbsp;She&#039;d heard of this.&nbsp;&nbsp;This was a <em>puppy mill</em>, but the largest one she&#039;d ever seen!<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;ve lived here all your life?&#039;&#039; she asked sweetly, trying to suppress her outrage.<br /><br />&quot;Yeah,&#039;&#039; chirped one of the female pups.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;But Dad says we&#039;re going to a foster home in a week. I can&#039;t wait to go outside!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Wait here,&#039;&#039; Nikka said, before feeling foolish.&nbsp;&nbsp;They were locked in cages!&nbsp;&nbsp;Big cages, admittedly, but still cages nonetheless.<br /><br />Nikka knew she had to put a stop to this.&nbsp;&nbsp;Puppy mills were hotbeds of animal cruelty - overbred females, cramped cages, and for-profit contribution to the pet overpopulation problem.&nbsp;&nbsp;To think there was one right in the middle of the city!&nbsp;&nbsp;For once, Rinty and she would agree on something.<br /><br />She just had to find him.&nbsp;&nbsp;A growing pit in the bottom of her stomach, Nikka quickly trotted through the aisles of noisy puppies until she reached the far end of the complex.&nbsp;&nbsp;Truly a complex...the building was far larger than she&#039;d originally thought.&nbsp;&nbsp;What sort of zoning permit did the owners have?<br /><br />At the end was a similar staircase.&nbsp;&nbsp;She scrambled down the metal stairs to the lower floor, saying, &quot;Rinty?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Just as she rounded the bottom step, a flash of movement caught the edge of her eye.&nbsp;&nbsp;She turned to look, yelping as a thin, flexible wire descended over her head, tightening suddenly around her neck.&nbsp;&nbsp;She tossed herself back and forth, whimpering, barely able to bark.&nbsp;&nbsp;<br /><br />There, around the corner, stood the perp, holding a long staff with the choke collar at the end of it.&nbsp;&nbsp;He pushed her with the staff into a corner, wedging her head against the wall.&nbsp;&nbsp;Her claws slid against the hard floor, helpless as the man reached down for her collar and unlatched it, grabbing both it and her badge.<br /><br />&quot;<strong><em>No!</em></strong>&#039;&#039; she whimpered.<br /><br />She fought again, as the man started to drag her sliding across the floor, pushing her through a metal gate and latching it behind her.&nbsp;&nbsp;Only then did the noose loosen.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka jumped and barked at the man, but the tall gate was locked.&nbsp;&nbsp;She was trapped.<br /><br />&quot;There we go,&#039;&#039; the man said, hefting his restraining staff and pocketing her collar.&nbsp;&nbsp;Without another word, he just left her there, walking up the stairs.<br /><br />Suddenly feeling very naked, Nikka took stock.&nbsp;&nbsp;The GPS in the collar would lead straight to the perpetrator, unless he knew the device was attached and how to disable it.&nbsp;&nbsp;If he knew that, at least Rinty&#039;s collar would still be working, and lead the officers to this location.<br /><br />Nikka froze.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Unless he&#039;d caught </em>Rinty<em> as well.</em>&nbsp;&nbsp;With both dogs captive and the GPS disabled, Michaelson and Dugalt would have no idea where the two dogs had gone.&nbsp;&nbsp;They couldn&#039;t search the neighborhood without a warrant, and this building must be soundproof to have gone unnoticed through the barking of so many dogs and puppies.<br /><br />Frantically, Nikka began to explore the enclosure, looking and sniffing for any sign of Rinty.&nbsp;&nbsp;It was big, and there was hay in one corner, as well as a dispenser in the wall with some food and water.&nbsp;&nbsp;In another corner, there was a wooden contraption.&nbsp;&nbsp;The ten-by-ten enclosure had a large opening in one side with another, accordion-style gate that was currently open.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka stepped through.<br /><br />Another ten-by-ten, but there, through the locked gate to the main hallway, she saw two German Shepherds talking.&nbsp;&nbsp;The one on the outside, wearing his collar and badge, was <em>Rinty</em>.&nbsp;&nbsp;Why hadn&#039;t he come when he heard her whimpering? He must have been too far away, interrogating the trapped dogs.<br /><br />&quot;There she is,&#039;&#039; Rinty said, barely sparing her an uncaring glance.<br /><br />&quot;What&#039;s going on?&#039;&#039; Nikka said, walking toward the strange dog that was penned in with her.<br /><br />The stranger was a large, male shepherd with even darker fur than Rinty.&nbsp;&nbsp;He turned to look at her appraisingly.&nbsp;&nbsp;Neither seemed surprised by her captivity, or the missing collar.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka flicked her ears.&nbsp;&nbsp;The dog finally spoke, and said, &quot;My son here tells me you&#039;re the star of the force, Nikka.&#039;&#039;<br /><br /><em>His </em><strong><em>son</em></strong><em>?</em>&nbsp;&nbsp;She cocked her head, looking over at Rinty.<br /><br />Her partner sighed and said, &quot;Meet my father, Strongheart.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;You were <em>born</em> here?&#039;&#039; Nikka asked incredulously.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;What is going on?&nbsp;&nbsp;We just <em>happened</em> to chase a man into this...this...puppy mill!?&nbsp;&nbsp;Can you get that gate open somehow, or go get Michaelson so we can shut this horrible place down?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Strongheart chuckled.<br /><br />Rinty looked her right in the eyes and said coolly, &quot;You don&#039;t get it.&nbsp;&nbsp;I&#039;m leaving without you.&nbsp;&nbsp;You&#039;re staying here.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka sat down, jaw dropping.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Like hell I am!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Rinty sighed again and said, &quot;Look, I tried to warn you.&nbsp;&nbsp;We just don&#039;t have room on the force for someone who won&#039;t do her part helping the dogs in this town.&nbsp;&nbsp;Believe me, you&#039;ll be doing vital work here, and helping more dogs than you ever could sneaking out at night with us.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka stood, her tail held horizontally, her ears straight ahead.&nbsp;&nbsp;She couldn&#039;t help the curl on her upper lip as she said, &quot;So you&#039;d sell me into slavery, and leave open a disgusting place like this!?&nbsp;&nbsp;I thought all you cared about was helping dogs!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Watch your mouth, girl,&#039;&#039; Strongheart said, hackles raised.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;This place isn&#039;t as bad as you think.&nbsp;&nbsp;We produce the best and brightest working dogs in the country!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Rinty&#039;s father was definitely bigger than her, and would win if it came to fighting, but Nikka didn&#039;t care, keeping her aggressive posture.&nbsp;&nbsp;She was <em>not</em> about to get stuck here!<br /><br />Her partner spoke in soft tones.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I didn&#039;t want to, but you left me no choice.&nbsp;&nbsp;I should have known you wouldn&#039;t understand.&nbsp;&nbsp;You never did understand bending the rules for the greater good.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Bullshit!&nbsp;&nbsp;You...you won&#039;t get away with this.&nbsp;&nbsp;Dugalt and Michaelson will find me!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Rinty had the gall to grin at her.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Grin!</em>&nbsp;&nbsp;He said, &quot;Somehow, I doubt that, but even if Michaelson does find you, it&#039;ll already be too late.&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;With that, he nodded to his father.<br /><br /><em>Too late for what?</em> she wondered briefly.<br /><br />Strongheart turned to his son and said, &quot;If you&#039;ve got time, we could use you again.&nbsp;&nbsp;Bitch in the next stall over.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Not related to me, I hope?&#039;&#039; Rinty smirked, his tail beginning to wag.<br /><br />Strongheart shook his head, but said, &quot;Half-sister.&nbsp;&nbsp;But better you than me, I think.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Alright,&#039;&#039; he said, before leaving the gate, trotting toward the neighboring kennel.<br /><br />Strongheart turned to Nikka and explained, &quot;Improving the breed takes a lot of fresh blood.&nbsp;&nbsp;Our owner flies in studs from around the world, but he can only do that so often.&nbsp;&nbsp;You&#039;ll be a great addition here.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka growled.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;You can&#039;t be serious!&nbsp;&nbsp;You&#039;re not really going to hold me here against my will and try to breed me off to some random stud!&nbsp;&nbsp;I&#039;m an officer of the law, graduated top of my class!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;And our puppies will be smarter and stronger and quicker than ever.&nbsp;&nbsp;And beautiful,&#039;&#039; he added with a grin.<br /><br /><em>OUR puppies?</em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;<strong>No.</strong> No, you will release me this instant.&nbsp;&nbsp;You will release me and return me to Officer Michaelson...&#039;&#039; her stalwart demands began to take on a whimpering beg.&nbsp;&nbsp;She took a step back, her tail reflexively going between her legs.&nbsp;&nbsp;For each step Nikka took, Strongheart followed, watching intently.<br /><br />&quot;So stubborn,&#039;&#039; the German Shepherd cooed.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I hope that someday you learn to like our little arrangement, like the rest of the bitches.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka trembled, looking the humongous canine over.&nbsp;&nbsp;There, between his legs, she caught a glimpse of his shiny penis peeking out of his sheath.&nbsp;&nbsp;Lifting her voice, she called, &quot;Rinty...please!&nbsp;&nbsp;Let me go - I&#039;ll...I promise I&#039;ll help you and Butcher and Judge.&nbsp;&nbsp;Please!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Ears erect, all she could hear from the neighboring stall was a repetitive, wet <em>slurping</em>.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Rinty!&#039;&#039; she cried again, desperate.<br /><br />&quot;It&#039;s too late for that,&#039;&#039; Strongheart said, getting closer.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;You&#039;re mine now, and judging by your scent, it&#039;s about time for you to start doing your new job.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka met his eyes and froze, pulled in by his confident insistence.&nbsp;&nbsp;He made it only a step or two from her before she got spooked, spinning and leaping away from the large, black-and-tan dog.&nbsp;&nbsp;He was ready for her.&nbsp;&nbsp;As soon as she moved, he leapt, grabbing her spinning scruff in his teeth and digging his claws into the ground.&nbsp;&nbsp;He pulled her straight off her feet, dragging her into the corner.<br /><br />&quot;No!&nbsp;&nbsp;Please, stop!&#039;&#039; she whined, as she scrambled for purchase on the slick ground.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Let go of me!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />In the corner of this room as well lay the wooden contraption.&nbsp;&nbsp;It looked almost like the school desks she&#039;d seen human children sitting in, except the flat desk was tilted vertically, and there was a hole in the surface.&nbsp;&nbsp;The hole was open slightly along a hinge, making the whole device very reminiscent of stocks.&nbsp;&nbsp;The `seat&#039; was more like an ottoman in shape and size. Nikka struggled with all her might, making the larger Shepherd grunt in annoyance and strain, but Strongheart flung her over the stool, pushing her head toward the nearby, partially opened hole.<br /><br />&quot;No!&#039;&#039; she cried, as he pushed her head through the hole, using a single paw to dislodge a small piece of wood that kept the device from swinging closed.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Bang!</em> The stocks closed around her neck, so tight as to make it harder to breathe.&nbsp;&nbsp;The `seat&#039; of the device held her stomach upright.&nbsp;&nbsp;She struggled against the stocks, only able to see the slick metal wall, now that her head was stuck through the restraint.<br /><br />Strongheart panted with the effort of shoving her into the stocks.&nbsp;&nbsp;She could almost feel his eyes on her, though all he could see of her was from the neck down to the tail. Shivering, she lowered her tail, but the stool prevented her from tucking it further.&nbsp;&nbsp;He said, &quot;You&#039;re strong, for a girl.&nbsp;&nbsp;Our little boys will grow up capable of anything!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka whined.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Please...please, I&#039;ll do anything.&nbsp;&nbsp;<strong><em>Officer Michaelson!</em></strong>&#039;&#039; she yelled, futilely.&nbsp;&nbsp;Whimpering, her voice trailed off with, &quot;I want to see Officer Michaelson...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She felt something cold and wet nudging its way beneath her tail.&nbsp;&nbsp;Her heat-swollen lips were extra sensitive, and she yipped, kicking her legs.&nbsp;&nbsp;Rinty&#039;s father said, &quot;Come on now, be a good girl and lift your tail.&nbsp;&nbsp;You&#039;ll like what&#039;s coming a lot more if you let me get you wet first.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka kept her tail rigid, and down, barking, &quot;Get away from me, you motherfucker!&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;She shook her body back and forth, trying to break free of the homemade breeding stand.&nbsp;&nbsp;She couldn&#039;t pull her head free, she couldn&#039;t lower her hindquarters, and she couldn&#039;t turn her body any meaningful amount.&nbsp;&nbsp;She was trapped.<br /><br />&quot;I&#039;d be lying if I said I <em>hadn&#039;t</em> bred my mother,&#039;&#039; Strongheart said, casually.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;But what was I to do?&nbsp;&nbsp;She was in heat and there were no other studs around.&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;She felt him move forward, pushing her tail out of the way to give her a long, wet lick.<br /><br />Her puffy lips trembled.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka didn&#039;t know what to do.&nbsp;&nbsp;Her only hope was that Dugalt or Michaelson would follow Rinty&#039;s collar into the puppy mill and stop this from happening.&nbsp;&nbsp;Her fate seemed completely out of her own hands, immobilized in a breeding stand.&nbsp;&nbsp;Still, she couldn&#039;t come up with any scenario where she would be saved before Strongheart bred her - and she was in heat.&nbsp;&nbsp;If she got pregnant, even if she got rescued, she&#039;d be off the force for months at best.&nbsp;&nbsp;They&#039;d probably just retire her, anyway!&nbsp;&nbsp;She had to stall, praying that Michaelson would somehow find her.<br /><br />&quot;You...uh...you bred your own mother?&#039;&#039; she asked, horrified but feigning interest.&nbsp;&nbsp;As long as he kept talking, he wasn&#039;t humping her.<br /><br />He said, &quot;<em>And</em> my daughters, <strong><em>and</em></strong> my sisters.&nbsp;&nbsp;When my owner first started this place, he just wanted to sell puppies for three hundred bucks a piece.&nbsp;&nbsp;But he found out he can make much more if the puppies are strong and smart, selling them as working dogs across the nation.&nbsp;&nbsp;Gotta say, I kinda liked it better when I was the only one studding, but I&#039;m willing to share some of my girls as long as I always get my due.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He licked her again, and Nikka whimpered, scrambling for another topic.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I...I spoke to one of your puppies, and he said they were about to go to foster homes...?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Again, mercifully, Strongheart paused to answer, allowing Nikka to lay her tail down flat again.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;My owner does a little `puppy-laundering&#039; so that can&#039;t be traced back to him.&nbsp;&nbsp;He&#039;s got a network of families with German Shepherds that take my pups and sell them as pets.&nbsp;&nbsp;It&#039;s not so bad, Nikka.&nbsp;&nbsp;They get weaned a bit early, but you won&#039;t miss them long before you&#039;ve got another batch.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />In the neighboring stall, Nikka could hear Rinty and his half-sister going at it, loud, wet thrusts accompanied by grunts and moans.&nbsp;&nbsp;As long as her partner was still there, there was a chance for Dugalt or Michaelson to track them here.&nbsp;&nbsp;If only she had some way to stall <em>Rinty</em>.<br /><br />Nikka wished she could see Strongheart, to better judge his mood.&nbsp;&nbsp;But the wooden stocks prevented her from looking over her shoulder.&nbsp;&nbsp;She could feel his hot breath beneath her tail as she stammered, &quot;What...what do you -&#039;&#039;<br /><br />This time, Strongheart interrupted.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;I know what you&#039;re doing, and it won&#039;t work.&nbsp;&nbsp;Get ready...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka whined, feeling a tentative paw on her back.&nbsp;&nbsp;Frantic, she squealed, &quot;Wait, no...keep licking me, <em>please!</em>&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Eyes wide, horrified, Nikka felt Strongheart clambering onto her back despite her pleas.&nbsp;&nbsp;He spoke loudly, so she could hear him through the wooden stocks, saying simply, &quot;That ship has sailed.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She rocked her hips left and right, trying to wiggle out of his grasp, but she could barely move in the breeding stand.&nbsp;&nbsp;The device, as designed, effectively gave Rinty&#039;s father full say over what happened to her.&nbsp;&nbsp;He pulled himself up her back, his hips shoving her tail to the side.&nbsp;&nbsp;She couldn&#039;t see him, but she could feel him grinding his hips up against her, his slimy, hard tip brushing against her swollen, ready pussy.<br /><br />&quot;No!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Gritting her teeth, Nikka braced herself, barely noticing the cry from the next stall over: &quot;<em>Yes</em>,&nbsp;&nbsp;Rinty!&nbsp;&nbsp;Breed me!&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;Apparently Rinty&#039;s half-sister wasn&#039;t quite as resistant as Nikka was.<br /><br /><em>Yelp!</em><br /><br />Nikka felt a stab of dull pain as Strongheart pierced her virginity.&nbsp;&nbsp;She was only her first day into heat, not fully swollen or wet, and the male&#039;s two licks had only coated the surface of her tight, untested hole.&nbsp;&nbsp;The massive German Shepherd didn&#039;t hold back, despite her high-pitched whines, hammering his hips against her.&nbsp;&nbsp;His fat, swelling cock slammed deep, splitting her apart.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>God, he&#039;s so big!</em> she whined.<br /><br />Strongheart grunted, drilling up into her with short, leaping thrusts.&nbsp;&nbsp;In and out his glistening cock pushed and pulled at her dry cunt, making Nikka wail, in a strange mixture of pain and pleasure.&nbsp;&nbsp;As much as Nikka hated what was happening to her, her instincts were fighting for control of her body.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka could still remember her first heat; how the itching and desire had made her writhe around on the floor.&nbsp;&nbsp;What she wouldn&#039;t give to spend the next two weeks suffering like that, as opposed to her current situation.&nbsp;&nbsp;If she didn&#039;t get out of this place, she&#039;d never experience the itch of a denied heat again!<br /><br />One stall over, she could hear her Rinty howling, claiming his whimpering half-sister.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>How much longer before he leaves?</em> she wondered.&nbsp;&nbsp;If Rinty left the kennel without her, she was well and truly lost.<br /><br />Strongheart pounded harder, until his fully erect tip dug as deep as he could inside of her, grinding up against her innermost wall.&nbsp;&nbsp;She moaned, knowing that the growing wetness inside of her was from her.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka wouldn&#039;t have thought it possible, but she could feel him growing larger, stretching her virgin lips painfully wide.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;What is that!?&#039;&#039; she barked.&nbsp;&nbsp;She bit her lip, wishing she hadn&#039;t given him the satisfaction of an outburst.<br /><br />Chuckling, he said, &quot;You&#039;ve got a lot to...<em>*grunt*</em>...learn!&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;He rolled his hips against her, muscles rippling with the effort as his immense cock began to tug against her tight vulva.&nbsp;&nbsp;With a <em>splorp!</em> he managed to pull free, before plunging himself violently back inside.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka whimpered, body shuddering as the massive shepherd penetrated her again and again with his thick, swollen cock.&nbsp;&nbsp;Despite herself, she began thrusting her hips wildly, squeezing down around Strongheart.<br /><br />The only sounds she could hear from Rinty and his bitch were loud, eager panting, but at least he was still there.&nbsp;&nbsp;Any second, Dugalt or Michaelson could barge into the kennel and save her from this horrible place!<br /><br /><em>Better sooner than later</em>, she thought, grimly.&nbsp;&nbsp;She might not know much about mating, but she could feel brief, juicy <em>squirts</em> coating her wet pussy.&nbsp;&nbsp;Strongheart humped faster and faster between her sore, aching lips, and with a moan, she realized he was almost done with her.<br /><br /><em>Clank!</em><br /><br />Nikka&#039;s ears perked straight up.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>That was the door to the outside!</em>&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Michaelson!&nbsp;&nbsp;Dugalt!&#039;&#039; she barked, though she knew they wouldn&#039;t understand her words.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>God, let them find me, before it is too late!</em><br /><br />She yapped her head off, both trying to draw their attention, and in shock.&nbsp;&nbsp;Unbelievably, Strongheart&#039;s cock had only grown bigger; he was straining now to squeeze it between her lips.&nbsp;&nbsp;She got the terrible feeling that he&#039;d just keep growing and growing, until she burst!<br /><br />&quot;Where is Nikka?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Dugalt&#039;s voice filtered to her ears.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Yes!&nbsp;&nbsp;I&#039;m here!</em> she thought, frantically, before realizing that from the hallway, only her rear end was visible.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Will Officer Dugalt even recognize me?</em><br /><br />&quot;There she is.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The voice seemed vaguely familiar, until it hit her.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>The perp!</em>&nbsp;&nbsp;Dugalt must be making the man lead him to her.&nbsp;&nbsp;Dropping her jaw, she howled, &quot;I&#039;m right here!&nbsp;&nbsp;Get me out of here, now!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Dugalt said, with calm deliberation, &quot;Perfect.&nbsp;&nbsp;Everything went perfectly.&nbsp;&nbsp;Already breeding her, too?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />...<br /><br /><strong><em>What??</em></strong><br /><br />The suspect who had led her into the hellhole said, &quot;I didn&#039;t put her in that.&nbsp;&nbsp;Must have been the boy.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Dugalt laughed.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Maybe she put <em>herself</em> in it - couldn&#039;t wait to start?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The man groaned.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Look, I appreciate a new bitch, but can you at least tell me why?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka&#039;s mind reeled.&nbsp;&nbsp;The way the two men were talking was like they <em>planned</em> this.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Of course</em>, she realized, miserably.&nbsp;&nbsp;<em>Strongheart said, &quot;We could use you <span class='underline'>again</span>.&#039;&#039;&nbsp;&nbsp;</em>Rinty had been here before, but the puppy mill was too far to walk to.&nbsp;&nbsp;Officer Dugalt must have brought him, and maybe Butcher and Judge as well.&nbsp;&nbsp;She remembered that the three would sometimes go with Dugalt and a few others out of the station, and she was never invited.<br /><br />Rinty could never have pulled off this plan alone.&nbsp;&nbsp;Dugalt was somehow <em>in</em> on it!&nbsp;&nbsp;But that meant that help wasn&#039;t coming.&nbsp;&nbsp;She was alone.&nbsp;&nbsp;Alone, and helpless.&nbsp;&nbsp;She stood frozen, but only for a second.<br /><br /><em>Squelch!</em><br /><br />Strongheart rammed himself between her lips, spreading her apart one last time until her stretched vulva felt like a beach ball.&nbsp;&nbsp;Tossing his head back, Strongheart howled, &quot;Here it comes, bitch!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Her heat-swollen, bulging, virgin lips quivered tightly around the dog&#039;s enormous cock, forcing her out of her shock.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Oh, <em>God!</em>&#039;&#039; she cried, knowing that now, for certain, resistance was futile.&nbsp;&nbsp;As if proving that fact, three strong, loud <em>splurts</em> flooded her fertile passageway.<br /><br />But Strongheart was far from done with her.&nbsp;&nbsp;His balls churned, splattering her waiting womb again and again, while the big dog gave short, sharp thrusts that tugged painfully on her aching pussy.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka could swear that she could <em>feel</em> his sticky cum seeping into her heat-primed uterus, so much that her belly swelled up painfully.<br /><br />She tried desperately to concentrate on Dugalt.&nbsp;&nbsp;She had to piece together the whole meaning, as she only heard bits and pieces between Strongheart&#039;s howls and her own, heady moans.&nbsp;&nbsp;Dugalt was explaining to the man that Nikka&#039;s award-winning drug-sniffing nose was cutting into Dugalt&#039;s <em>interests</em>, and he couldn&#039;t convince Michaelson to reign her in.<br /><br /><em>Dugalt...in the drug trade?</em> she whimpered.&nbsp;&nbsp;And there was nothing she could do.&nbsp;&nbsp;Michaelson was sure to be demoted after losing her, and Dugalt would go on abusing the system, Rinty happy to overlook a few drugs here and there.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka trembled, but whether it was out of horror, or her own humping, clenching pussy, she didn&#039;t know.<br /><br />&quot;Oh, yeah, Nikka...you are something else,&#039;&#039; Rinty&#039;s father groaned, suddenly jumping off of her back.&nbsp;&nbsp;He stayed locked inside of her straining, bulging vulva, sending several last spurts of cum to ensure that she was well and truly bred.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nikka whimpered, clenching helplessly around him as she milked him of every last drop.<br /><br />&quot;Come on Rinty,&#039;&#039; Dugalt said, as the German Shepherd pulled out of his half-sister with a <em>pop!</em>, reattaching her former partner&#039;s leash.&nbsp;&nbsp;&quot;Let&#039;s go.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nikka shuddered.&nbsp;&nbsp;She had done everything she could to do her job, to do the right thing, to make Michaelson happy, and it had all backfired in her face.&nbsp;&nbsp;Now, Michaelson would lose his job, Dugalt would keep the drug-trade booming...<br /><br />And Nikka...Nikka would be serving a secret puppy mill, directly beneath Strongheart, Rinty, Butcher, and Judge.<br /><br />* * * * *<br /><br />It had been a year since Officer Michaelson had last seen Nikka, but he couldn&#039;t stop thinking about her and the terrible mistake he&#039;d made.&nbsp;&nbsp;He would have sworn that Nikka wouldn&#039;t run off, but she&#039;d ignored his order to &quot;Stand Down&#039;&#039; without flinching.&nbsp;&nbsp;They&#039;d found her badge and collar a mile or two from where she&#039;d run off, snagged on a branch.&nbsp;&nbsp;He saw her everywhere now, even when just looking at the other police dogs.<br /><br />An illusion, he knew.&nbsp;&nbsp;He was just seeing what he wanted to see.&nbsp;&nbsp;But this was something different.&nbsp;&nbsp;He&#039;d finally worked off his demotion, and the sergeant had authorized him to rejoin the canine corps.&nbsp;&nbsp;Now, he stood, looking down at a litter of likely pups, and no matter what he told himself, he couldn&#039;t deny these puppies looked like Nikka, though with fur closer to Rinty&#039;s dark shade. Officer Michaelson&#039;s eyes watered at the memory of her through their striking resemblance, but when he approached the family to see the mother shepherd, it hadn&#039;t been her.&nbsp;&nbsp;Honestly, some of the pups looked more like Nikka than their own <em>mother!</em><br /><br />The pups looked strong, attentive, and workable.&nbsp;&nbsp;Any one of them would make a great police dog, but he took the largest, a young male with markings almost identical to Nikka.&nbsp;&nbsp;Unbidden, two tears slipped through his weakened resolve, but he wiped them quickly and said to the owner, &quot;I&#039;ll...I&#039;ll take this one.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Six hundred bucks.&nbsp;&nbsp;A steal, really.&nbsp;&nbsp;He carried the young puppy to the squad car, to his new life.&nbsp;&nbsp;Smiling down at the beaming chocolate eyes, wide playful smile, and excitedly wiggling rear, Michaelson said, &quot;Good to meet you.&nbsp;&nbsp;Nick.&#039;&#039;<br /><br /></span>",
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