“You’re just a pathetic slut who’s only worth what’s between your fucking legs!” The last slight he had spat at her echoed violently within her, gnawing at her stomach and rattling her bones. It was a common variation of his usual insults, but, for Sam, each time he revised the remark it cut closer to the vein and had grown from a small sting to a festering wound. The young girl found it hard to pinpoint the exact source of her hatred for Spenny — but, it was a black cloak that consumed their relationship and remained both vicious as it was overwhelming. All she knew is that everywhere she struggled, he excelled; every mile of praise he received dwarfed her respective inch. It would be a long time before she confided it in anyone, but, truthfully, her brother simply made her feel inadequate. The young girl had reached an age where each thought was weighted down with a viscous tallow of insecurity, now hungrily fed by a sibling who kept her firmly in his shadow. Sam brought a paw up to her muzzle to use a small droplet of spittle left from the fight as an excuse to clandestinely wipe a tear away from her cheek, although no one was watching nor minded.
As her paw fell back to her side, it was met with a canine tongue that dabbed at the damp spot on her finger — a delicate lick from Pink, the border collie that walked beside her. She looked down at her companion and smiled for the first time in the last hour. His tail wagged eagerly in anticipation as they walked a path they had many times before, one that led to a small abandoned home on the heavily-forested outskirts of her neighborhood. The house had been up for sale for several years, but it’s outdated decor, small size and unfavorable location made the home an unsuitable candidate for families moving to the area, leaving it indeterminately vacant. However, the tree-enveloped dwelling wasn’t always empty, as Sam and Pink found themselves there often, especially since the tension with Spenny continued to grow. An ambitious realtor maintained the property regularly, albeit frugally, and the home was often comfortably clean. It had a scratchy, cheap, gray-beige carpet and sponge painted walls remnant of an era long past, but it had become much more than just a relic of the late 90’s — to the young raccoon and her feral canine companion, it was refuge.
The duo ventured into the familiar, overgrown backyard and Pink barked excitedly. Sam put a single finger to her lips that had maintained the smile that she had flashed at him earlier as she turned and crawled through the bay window that was always left unlocked. The usual scent of the home’s dusty interior found its way into her nostrils, and after gently breathing in the oddly relieving scent she let Pink in through the backdoor. The eager border collie ran into the empty living room and hopped around with an enthusiasm only a feral canine could exude. A boisterous yip erupted between his random play bows, and were followed up with a frantically gleeful spin as Sam watched with a bemused expression. A familiar warmth spread through the teen’s body as she watched Pink’s comical dance — she took a deep, shaky breath as she knelt down on the floor, perching before him with her legs slightly open. The collie immediately complied with the girl’s indiscrete signal and ran to her with his tail still wagging.
“Hey, Pink…” Sam whispered breathily, almost in sync with his excited panting. She scratched the dog’s ears and chuckled at his happy expression that came in response. Upon stopping the affection, however, the collie immediately moved his nose to her her pink panties she had left exposed to him. He sniffed only for a moment before running his tongue along the fabric barrier — it was already wet with eagerness.
“Good boy…” Sam spoke gently, following with a slow, quivering sigh. Pink’s tongue began moving faster, and deeper, attempting to get to what was underneath the cotton. But, with a chuckle, Sam sprung up and winked at the collie.
“Hang on bud, a few things first.” She softly declared, walking over towards the deserted kitchen. The eager border collie decided to continue his dance from earlier as Sam giggled and pulled out a blanket along with a few pillows that she kept hidden in the pantry. Luckily, the realtor was only here on specific days for a quick surface clean, never finding the signs of the young raccoon and her companion. She trotted lightly with the items of comfort as Pink followed closely, occasionally sneaking his snout up under her tail to which she gave a breathy chuckle in response. They always ended up settling in the same place — a small bedroom near the den where she had lost her virginity to him just a year prior. The collie seemed to remember the moment as fondly as she, often barking with excitement as they entered the room. Sam attempted to set up a cozy area for them both, but was now facing the consequences of teasing her canine companion — Pink could barely handle his anticipation for what was to come as he relentlessly stuck his snout up her skirt and grasped at her hips each time she crouched.
To stifle the dog’s tenacious advances she pulled her panties down to her thighs so he could taste her, hoping it would keep him busy as she readied the bong she had pulled from her backpack. However, Pink’s eagerness rapidly melded with her own as his tongue found its way inside her body with a vigor she was unprepared for. The young raccoon could barely fill the smoking apparatus with the bottled water she had brought and even had even more trouble packing a bowl from her steadily dwindling stash of cannabis. By the time she had a grip on her lighter, her breath had deepened and made it even further complicated to inhale the smoke between her heavy panting and Pink’s relentless exploration of her labia. After finally taking shaky hit from the water pipe, she was hardly able to exhale as she felt herself rapidly removing all clothing from her lower quarters — laying onto her back and pulling her legs up to let the collie venture even deeper. Small puffs of cannabis smoke followed the soft whimpers that escaped her lips in response. The sodden pink cotton bundle that was once her underwear quivered in the air with to the rhythm of her leg as Pink’s tongue pulsed avidly against her clitoris. It wasn’t long before she found herself unable to hold back, her paws trembling lightly as she turned over onto her knees. Pink complied with little hesitation, and the dog was immediately on her back panting deeply into her ear as he thrusted against her backside.
“Ahh — hw-wait!” Sam spoke suddenly and leaned forward before Pink found his mark. The young raccoon grabbed her phone and loosely leaned it against the blankets in front of them like she had many times before — she never failed to document these moments. Sam exhaled a sigh of anticipation as she pressed the large white button on the screen, then leaned back towards Pink’s eager thrusts. There was hardly even a spare moment before she felt the border collie enter her deeply; a small gasp escaped her lips that gave quickly away to pleasured whinges. In every aspect of being her companion, the feral canine was as gentle as could be… except for these moments. His claws dug tightly into her skin and his thrusts were rough as they were rapid, like he wanted to bury himself in her as deeply as possible. It was an almost frenzied passion, very much like he spared his vehemence only for these moments. With pulse of his hips against her backside Sam felt Pink’s knot grow in her, and decided that today she wanted be knotted — today she needed the feeling of being tied with him. Secured to him. Locked to him, and unable to get away until he finished pouring every ounce of his seed into her. She pushed her backside against his thrusts to ensure him staying inside, and a small moan escaped her lips as she felt his cock bulge to the capacity of her already aching pussy. Today, she wanted him to feel as good he had made her feel… How he always made her feel. Then, almost like the canine knew what the young teen was doing, his tongue ran itself along under her chin and over her cheek — like a kiss of appreciation to which Sam smiled weakly as their eyes briefly met. Pink’s thrusts grew weaker, and eventually stopped as his canine cock locked his partner in place. His claws clung heavily against her thighs as he began spilling swathes of cum deep inside of the young raccoon girl beneath him, her quivering breaths barely out of rhythm with his deep panting. Sam leaned up shakily, and looked towards her canine companion with a soft gaze.
It was the kind of gaze, for a long time, only Pink would see. A glimpse of a side to her that only he was allowed to peek into. For every spar she had with Spenny, he was there to lick her dampened cheeks. For every moment whence she was dragged across coals of scorn, he was there to rest her head upon to heal her burns. Behind all of her sour interactions with those around her, all of the times she belittled everyone within spitting distance, every time she shouted, screamed and threatened — there was a softness in her that seemed only her border collie could coax out. In many ways, it was a softness that she kept reserved only for him in response to the passion he seemed to reserve only for her. In reflection, Sam moved her head gently towards the collie who remained still on her back, giving him a soft kiss on the snout. She leaned carefully forward to grab her phone which remained recording, then turned it to camera mode to capture the moment. The young raccoon then turned it back to video, resumed recording, then placed it face up between her legs — her heart fluttered in excitement to be able to finally capture them un-knotting this time. She then leaned forward once more to melt back into the moment with Pink, sighing deeply as she felt him pulsing inside her. The house finally went still, filled only with the reverberations of deep, heavy, satisfied panting — complimented only by the responses of gentle, quivering gasps of contentment.
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