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A cheap cigar jutted from his mouth, the end glowing cherry red in the shadowy darkness as he pulled a drag on it. The walls were dirty, and if it wasn't for the handful of barrels and creates that stood in neat piles awaiting delivery, one could have assumed the long dark alleyway was abandoned. The rough cobblestone that made up the floor of the alley was damp from a recent rainstorm. His ears perked up as the sounds of hooves clopping began to echo off the artificial canyon walls. A freight wagon was making it's way towards him. It's two mules drawing it through the many puddles and leaving a trail in the muck.\n\n“About time,” The male grumbled. Plucking the stub of his cigar out and flicking it. The wagon drew up alongside him, and groaned to a stop. “Any trouble with my package?” He called to the driver.\n\n“No sir, it's in the boot.” Came the response. “You want to unload here or head to the warehouse?”\n\n“Right here is fine. In fact, take a break.” The doberman ran a hand along the rough wood side of the wagon as he walked around to the back. The boot was firmly secure with it's canvas cover belted down tight. Whatever was in there was shielded from public eye. A wicked smile split the male's muzzle as he begain to undo the buckled on the canvas. Once undone, he shoved the covers aside and looked in on his prize. “My, my, my. Hello there beautiful.”\n\nAngel looked up from her place hidden inside the boot. She squirmed in her bondage, her wrists and ankles tightly bound together in a rough hogtie. Her arms where bound to her sides, and her legs bound thigh to ankles. Additional coils ran around her breasts, and through her crotch. The rope bit into her flesh and fur. The pom couldn't even shout out. A big red ballgag was wedged into her mouth, muffeling her speech. But it didn't stop her from trying.“Mmmgh! 'Uster, hue hass. Unhigh 'e 'high 'how.”\n\n“Sorry Angelcakes,” he sneered. “But you're mine...” Angel began to struggled furiously in her rope bindings. But to no avail. He reached out and placed a thick hand on her thigh, pushing her onto her side before running his hand along the swell of her rump. Giving her soft and ample buttock a squeeze. The hogtied girl realized she couldn't get free, so she stopped, catching a breath through her nostrils. He chest slowly heaving up and down. She looked up at him with wide eyes, completely helpless as his eyes drank in her nude body. She closed her eyes and let her head drop to the wooden floorboards of the boot. However his hand gripped the underside of her muzzle and jerked her head up. Forcing her to look at him.\n\n“So, here is how this is going to go. I don't appreciate a member of my gang deserting us. Once a junkyard dog, always a junkyard dog. 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Sending her back into darkness.\n\n\n*********\n\nI've always held that before she became a part of Scamp's family, Angel tried to get away from Buster and his gang multiple times. But each time he would find a way to bring her back. Sometimes against her wishes. This was one of those times.\n\n","description_bbcode_parsed":"The doberman leaned against the brick wall deep in the alleyway. A cheap cigar jutted from his mouth, the end glowing cherry red in the shadowy darkness as he pulled a drag on it. The walls were dirty, and if it wasn't for the handful of barrels and creates that stood in neat piles awaiting delivery, one could have assumed the long dark alleyway was abandoned. The rough cobblestone that made up the floor of the alley was damp from a recent rainstorm. His ears perked up as the sounds of hooves clopping began to echo off the artificial canyon walls. A freight wagon was making it's way towards him. It's two mules drawing it through the many puddles and leaving a trail in the muck.
“About time,” The male grumbled. Plucking the stub of his cigar out and flicking it. The wagon drew up alongside him, and groaned to a stop. “Any trouble with my package?” He called to the driver.
“No sir, it's in the boot.” Came the response. “You want to unload here or head to the warehouse?”
“Right here is fine. In fact, take a break.” The doberman ran a hand along the rough wood side of the wagon as he walked around to the back. The boot was firmly secure with it's canvas cover belted down tight. Whatever was in there was shielded from public eye. A wicked smile split the male's muzzle as he begain to undo the buckled on the canvas. Once undone, he shoved the covers aside and looked in on his prize. “My, my, my. Hello there beautiful.”
Angel looked up from her place hidden inside the boot. She squirmed in her bondage, her wrists and ankles tightly bound together in a rough hogtie. Her arms where bound to her sides, and her legs bound thigh to ankles. Additional coils ran around her breasts, and through her crotch. The rope bit into her flesh and fur. The pom couldn't even shout out. A big red ballgag was wedged into her mouth, muffeling her speech. But it didn't stop her from trying.“Mmmgh! 'Uster, hue hass. Unhigh 'e 'high 'how.”
“Sorry Angelcakes,” he sneered. “But you're mine...” Angel began to struggled furiously in her rope bindings. But to no avail. He reached out and placed a thick hand on her thigh, pushing her onto her side before running his hand along the swell of her rump. Giving her soft and ample buttock a squeeze. The hogtied girl realized she couldn't get free, so she stopped, catching a breath through her nostrils. He chest slowly heaving up and down. She looked up at him with wide eyes, completely helpless as his eyes drank in her nude body. She closed her eyes and let her head drop to the wooden floorboards of the boot. However his hand gripped the underside of her muzzle and jerked her head up. Forcing her to look at him.
“So, here is how this is going to go. I don't appreciate a member of my gang deserting us. Once a junkyard dog, always a junkyard dog. So, for your in-nnn-subordination...” He rolled out the “n” in that word, as if singing it. “I'm gonna ride you, play with you, and make you my toy.”
Angel whimpered. Her ears falling forward against her face. She could feel her cheeks turning a soft red. The warmth of lust spread through her furry body, intermingling with a chill of terror. It was a bizzare sensation, but she couldn't stop himself from shaking knowing just how rough the doberman could get. Buster ran his fingers along her neck causing her to arc her back involuntarily, straining the ropes.
“Then, when I feel you've learned a lesson, you're going to rejoin us.”
He gave her muzzle a smack before placed both hands on her and roughly shoveing her to the very back of the wagon's boot. Angel looked up, blue eyes wide as Buster grabbed the canvas covers. “But first, lets get you somewhere more intimate. See you soon sweetheart.”
Angel shouted into the gag as the canvas was quickly drawn down. Sending her back into darkness.
*********
I've always held that before she became a part of Scamp's family, Angel tried to get away from Buster and his gang multiple times. But each time he would find a way to bring her back. Sometimes against her wishes. This was one of those times.
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