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As they ran, the newly-appointed point dog noticed the surreptitious looks that the new lead gave his female.\n\nThe day led to a close only with great reluctance. \n\nAt last, after stopping, the dogs were detached from the sled. Feeding was followed by general carousing and play, at which point the new lead and his bitch slipped off together. Suspicious of what this implied, the point dog followed them quietly at a distance, expecting what he would find but hoping that he would not. \n\nHis suspicions were confirmed as he came across the two of them behind some brush. His mate was sprawled on her back with her legs splayed, exposing herself to the new lead's whims. The lead stood over her as he teased her nipples. His tongue circled each of them one by one, gently coaxing them out of their furry bed and into erection. The perky knobs stood in contrast to her white underbelly, glistening with his saliva amidst wet circles of fur. As he worked his way down her belly, he gave each erect nipple a teasing tug. Her moist vulva dripped with an excitement that the point dog had seldom been able to elicit, as the lead's sheath swung heavily.\n\nAfter suckling at her last pair of nipples, his tongue now close to her genitals, she thrust her pelvis upwards at his muzzle in an appeal for relief. But instead of devoting his tongue to the attention she begged for, the lead changed position to straddle her torso and rested his bulging sheath against her femininity. As their gendered skins touched, his preputial opening smeared a droplet of creamy discharge on her parts, and he felt the heat of her sex radiate warmth into his own. She bucked against him and his tip slipped inside her warm folds, the lips of her vulva greedily pushing back his furry sheath to receive the stiffening length of his slick member. He sank in inch by inch. The two of them embraced muzzles as he began to gently hump her with short, shallow thrusts, and she shook with ecstasy, her eyes begging him to go deeper and harder. Her nipples stood at attention as his belly fur tickled them with each teasing hump. Squishy wet sounds and soft whimpers emanated from their direction as they copulated, the lead choreographing a dance of their bodies.\n\nThe point roused himself from observing their rapture, his temporary fascination quickly replacing itself with anger. Instinctively, he let forth a soft growl that was loud enough for them to hear. She looked up, startled and alarmed. The lead snarled at the interruption. Extracting himself from their intimate bond, he turned towards the point dog and bared his teeth. The two leapt into a fight.\n\nThe point was a veteran in the ways of dog fights, and he came out the victor. \n\nThe usurper lay collapsed on the ground, exhausted and in pain. The point took the opportunity to make his way to his bitch, expecting to bring things back to normalcy, to show her that he was still her dog. But as he approached, a sudden force hit the back of his head, and all went dark.\n\nWhen he awoke, he was inside the shelter at camp. He felt woozy and his head hurt, and a curious breeze blew between his legs. Glancing downwards, he saw that his scrotum had been completely shaved. Without his fur to provide them insulation, his balls were being chilled by the cold temperature. He covered them with his tail to keep warm as he shakily stood upright.\n\nWithin seconds of standing, two legs gripped his torso and a slippery point prodded at his backside. He turned his head and tried to open his mouth to snap, only to find that his muzzle had been taped shut. In a moment of panic, he attempted to run, but just then the prodding member found its mark and went in deep, causing a muffled yelp through his closed mouth. 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The fingers found their mark a second time with the other testicle, and it too was popped through to be exposed to the elements—and to the audience. \n\nThe point's right hind leg was pulled back to offer the sled dogs a clear view of his mangled crotch. His testicles bounced about haphazardly from their cords as he stabilized himself on his other leg. Each dog was still, eyes fixed to his genitals, all curious to get a look at what they were carrying inside their furry sacks. The lead sat smugly beside of his new female, watching with a casual ease. He had much less to worry about now that the point dog was being literally cut out of the picture. The bitch's own expressions fluctuated between guilt and fascination. \n\nIn spite of the public display, or perhaps because of it, the point felt himself getting excited. His penis began to swell involuntarily, and his pink tip slipped out of his sheath to betray his arousal. Snickers emerged from the direction of two young male dogs that bore sophomoric grins. One nudged the other and pretended to hump the air. The other snorted in amusement. The point felt ashamed, but there was nothing he could do to conceal his embarrassing physiological reaction.\n\nUnder watch of the sled dogs, tight threads were tied around his spermatic cords, and his tip retracted as the scalpel made its second approach. Realizing that an attempt to escape would only lead to his humiliation, the point held back his instinct to break free and stood stoical, awaiting his fate. His eyes followed the blade as it was brought to his maleness.\n\nWithout further ceremony, his left testicle was pulled taut and sliced clean below the tied cord. The same was done with his right. His severed balls were held up for inspection and then irreverently tossed to the audience. 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Together with a husky bitch who doubled as his mate, they had been the lead dogs of the sled team.  That was until he the morning he found another dog in his place, already harnessed to the gangline and side by side with his bitch.  The two seemed to be carrying on with some amount of familiarity and, perhaps, flirtation.  They playfully nipped at each other and hopped about while waiting to mush.

He was led to the team and his harness was attached to the point dog's tugline directly behind the  usurper.   The new lead's tail was curled upwards, revealing an unkempt hole and male parts that jiggled as the two cavorted in front of him.  He scowled at the prospect of being forcefully acquainted with this dog's hindquarters for the whole of the run, rather than joining sides with his female to revel in the unadulterated snowy vistas that only the lead dogs could experience.

They mushed.  They ran long and hard, across plains and woods and frozen rivers.  As they ran, the newly-appointed point dog noticed the surreptitious looks that the new lead gave his female.

The day led to a close only with great reluctance.  

At last, after stopping, the dogs were detached from the sled.  Feeding was followed by general carousing and play, at which point the new lead and his bitch slipped off together.  Suspicious of what this implied, the point dog followed them quietly at a distance, expecting what he would find but hoping that he would not.  

His suspicions were confirmed as he came across the two of them behind some brush.  His mate was sprawled on her back with her legs splayed, exposing herself to the new lead's whims.  The lead stood over her as he teased her nipples.  His tongue circled each of them one by one, gently coaxing them out of their furry bed and into erection.  The perky knobs stood in contrast to her white underbelly, glistening with his saliva amidst wet circles of fur.  As he worked his way down her belly, he gave each erect nipple a teasing tug.  Her moist vulva dripped with an excitement that the point dog had seldom been able to elicit, as the lead's sheath swung heavily.

After suckling at her last pair of nipples, his tongue now close to her genitals, she thrust her pelvis upwards at his muzzle in an appeal for relief.  But instead of devoting his tongue to the attention she begged for, the lead changed position to straddle her torso and rested his bulging sheath against her femininity.  As their gendered skins touched, his preputial opening smeared a droplet of creamy discharge on her parts, and he felt the heat of her sex radiate warmth into his own.  She bucked against him and his tip slipped inside her warm folds, the lips of her vulva greedily pushing back his furry sheath to receive the stiffening length of his slick member.  He sank in inch by inch.  The two of them embraced muzzles as he began to gently hump her with short, shallow thrusts, and she shook with ecstasy, her eyes begging him to go deeper and harder.  Her nipples stood at attention as his belly fur tickled them with each teasing hump.  Squishy wet sounds and soft whimpers emanated from their direction as they copulated, the lead choreographing a dance of their bodies.

The point roused himself from observing their rapture, his temporary fascination quickly replacing itself with anger.  Instinctively, he let forth a soft growl that was loud enough for them to hear.  She looked up, startled and alarmed.  The lead snarled at the interruption.  Extracting himself from their intimate bond, he turned towards the point dog and bared his teeth.  The two leapt into a fight.

The point was a veteran in the ways of dog fights, and he came out the victor.  

The usurper lay collapsed on the ground, exhausted and in pain.  The point took the opportunity to make his way to his bitch, expecting to bring things back to normalcy, to show her that he was still her dog.  But as he approached, a sudden force hit the back of his head, and all went dark.

When he awoke, he was inside the shelter at camp.  He felt woozy and his head hurt, and a curious breeze blew between his legs.  Glancing downwards, he saw that his scrotum had been completely shaved.  Without his fur to provide them insulation, his balls were being chilled by the cold temperature.  He covered them with his tail to keep warm as he shakily stood upright.

Within seconds of standing, two legs gripped his torso and a slippery point prodded at his backside.  He turned his head and tried to open his mouth to snap, only to find that his muzzle had been taped shut.  In a moment of panic, he attempted to run, but just then the prodding member found its mark and went in deep, causing a muffled yelp through his closed mouth.  The lead's head appeared to the left of his own as he humped, licking the point's ear as if trying to calm a reluctant female.  Apparently he was eager for the release that had been denied him earlier.

The new lead was pulled away before he could knot, and brought to the side of the room with several other sled dogs, including the point's former bitch.  They all watched as the point dog was positioned in front of them as if he were a show and they the audience.  His concern grew as his scrotum was gripped tightly and a scalpel was brought to his groin.  

The chill in his balls was replaced in an instant with a painful, searing sensation, as the underside of his sack was sliced open.   Cold, unrelenting fingers prodded and probed at his scrotum until the first of his testicles was pressed against the unwelcome opening, and a calculating pressure was applied above the testicle until it popped through.  The cold fingers tugged at his exposed ball until it dangled freely from its cord.  The fingers found their mark a second time with the other testicle, and it too was popped through to be exposed to the elements—and to the audience.  

The point's right hind leg was pulled back to offer the sled dogs a clear view of his mangled crotch.  His testicles bounced about haphazardly from their cords as he stabilized himself on his other leg.  Each dog was still, eyes fixed to his genitals, all curious to get a look at what they were carrying inside their furry sacks.  The lead sat smugly beside of his new female, watching with a casual ease.  He had much less to worry about now that the point dog was being literally cut out of the picture.  The bitch's own expressions fluctuated between guilt and fascination.  

In spite of the public display, or perhaps because of it, the point felt himself getting excited.  His penis began to swell involuntarily, and his pink tip slipped out of his sheath to betray his arousal.  Snickers emerged from the direction of two young male dogs that bore sophomoric grins.  One nudged the other and pretended to hump the air.  The other snorted in amusement.  The point felt ashamed, but there was nothing he could do to conceal his embarrassing physiological reaction.

Under watch of the sled dogs, tight threads were tied around his spermatic cords, and his tip retracted as the scalpel made its second approach.  Realizing that an attempt to escape would only lead to his humiliation, the point held back his instinct to break free and stood stoical, awaiting his fate.  His eyes followed the blade as it was brought to his maleness.

Without further ceremony, his left testicle was pulled taut and sliced clean below the tied cord.  The same was done with his right.  His severed balls were held up for inspection and then irreverently tossed to the audience.  He turned his head away and tried hard to ignore the chomping sounds that followed.

Afterwards, the new lead approached him and their eyes met in challenge.  The point glared back, but his defiance withered and he turned his eyes away.  The lead circled behind him and nuzzled aside his tail as he felt a wet nose poke at his hole.  The nose wandered a little lower and inspected his neuter before claws dug into the point's sides as the lead mounted him for a second time.  The lead's member, already swollen, roughly slammed home on his first thrust.  His knot began to swell, and within a minute, they were tied.  The other dogs watched, absorbing this domination and subconsciously reprogramming their notion of who was the alpha dog.  His position had been cemented beneath the new lead more definitively than could ever have been accomplished by a fight.  

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