A New Pet for New Daddy and His Three New Mommies
by tannim
January 20, 2016

	"You know, I swear he's cheating on me, Mace." Angel sighed and watched her girls play in the yard. "He comes home late most nights and shows no interest in being intimate with me anymore.  His clothes are all ruffled like he threw them on quick and ran out.  I think he wears the stronger deodorant just so I can't smell someone on him."

	Mace watched the dragonwolf's white angel-like wings lift and re-seat themselves nervously along her back. "Wow, I'm so sorry.  Are you having any trouble at home?"

	Angel snorted and glared at the black furred wolf. "Oh don't even suggest that it's my fault.  Thorn and Mistie love him and don't cause any problems any other ten or thirteen year old wouldn't cause.  I know I don't antagonize him."

	Mace waved his hand. "No no, I wasn't suggesting you were the problem! A neighbor could have been a pain or house needed repairs or... never mind.  Nothing I could say would change anything about that anyway.  Anyway... are your parents coming for your birthday party?"

	"No."

	"Oh, well, it is a long trip here I suppose."

	"My mother doesn't like my little K.  She still resents my marrying him.  So it'll just be us and the kids this year.  Or maybe just me you and the kids if K decides to stay late again."

	Mace watched her closely.  With her tail dangling limp and ears only slightly more upright, Angel looked very tired and alone where she sat.  She looked from him to her girls and back again absentmindedly.  She was clearly not happy about the situation and smelled just as she looked.

	"Well, um, I made it.  I think you'll like my gift." His tail wagged hopefully and she did at least smile. "I'm sure it's just what you wanted, assuming it isn't something you didn't want and you haven't gotten one already since I last spoke."

	Angel's laugh was quite pretty. "Ha! I don't think you could have fit a new husband in that box you brought.  There are so many things I'd like these days and so few I'm likely to ever get.  A new husband, another pup, romance that is more than a few words long during dinner." She tapped a finger on the counter as if thinking. "An attentive friend, maybe."

	Mace flicked an ear and just stared at her.  She'd said it.  She hadn't said anything, but she'd said it.  He could smell the frustration that went along with the loneliness.  Angel wanted more than just a birthday guest.  K must not have been a very good mate to leave his wife so needy for time at work, especially with how pretty Angel was with her bright scales mixed in with the fur near her wings.

	"Well... I, er, only really intended to bring the one gift, Angel." Mace moved next to her to put his hands on her shoulders. "but if there's another special private gift you'd like.  I'm happy to give it.  I just have to know that's what you want." Her eyes never left her daughters chasing after a ball in the yard as she gave a very slight nod.  Mace bent to kiss her neck. "Then I definitely have another gift for you." He nuzzled into her right ear, whispering. "What about the pups?"

	"Mistie is ten and Thorn is Thirteen." Angel caught his hand, still on her shoulder, and lay her muzzle to the side over it. "They'll come in and watch TV for a few hours.  There's plenty of time."

	Mace ran his other hand along and under her shoulder to stroke her side, pausing to cup her breast through the dark green t-shirt she wore. "I'll assume that means you want your present now."

	"Oh, no." She laughed again, sounding much more alive as she hopped off the counter. "I don't want it Now.  I want it when we get upstairs in my room."

	Both wolves laughed and ran together to her bedroom.  It was exhilarating for them both, though more so for Mace.  The way her scent changed from depressed to one of pure heat was overpowering for his senses.  His muscles tightened in anticipation and so did his pants.  Knowing he was making such a strong change in Angel was as exciting as her scent.

	Mace stopped in the doorway instead of jumping onto the bed with Angel.  She turned around, curious, and smirked at him posing with shoes already off and both hands on the top button of his shirt.  He waited for her to look before popping it open.

	Angel shook her head, though she didn't take her eyes off the black wolf's chest. "No time for anything fancy, Mace.  The girls may not be coming up soon, but I don't want to wait."

	The black wolf ignored her and unbuttoned his shirt. "Are you sure?" He let his shirt fall open to expose the diamond of white fur on his chest near his left nipple and shrugged so it fell onto the floor.  He grabbed his pants and drew her attention to the dark red dick poking up out of them to his belly button, grinning at her. "You don't seem to mind TOO much, Mmm... by your scent."

	She smiled and propped herself up for a better view. "Oh, alright.  But don't take TOO long showing off or I might have to take your gift back."

	Mace tugged his zipper down and let his pants slide down just as he had let his shirt.  He wore nothing underneath, leaving his balls, sheath, and penis standing fully exposed.  After a moment, he turned to flaunt his butt at her, tail lifted high to show it off.  When a pillow hit his back he laughed, grabbed it, and darted into bed next to her.

	"I'm sorry, but it had to be done." Mace kissed her lips and pressed himself against her as she wrapped both arms around him to kiss back. "Choosing to keep your clothes on, Angel?"

	"Shmut uph." Angel didn't break the kiss and didn't strip, either.

	She just needed to be held by a male for a minute and she wasn't going to let go.  It felt good to have strong arms around her and a firm chest against hers.  So very good to be with somebody who was excited to be with her and Mace's scent told her he was very excited for her. Angel nuzzled into his chest, and savored their closeness.

	Mace didn't push her.  There was no need to and he was just as happy holding her to feel her soft feminine flesh against him.  He slid a hand up her shirt in the back to scratch along her fur and scales, then ran his fingers down her pants along her buttocks.  She flicked her tail at a finger slipping too close to the middle, but it was more for amusement than complaint.

	It was more than a minute of cuddling before she finally pushed him away, closer to three, in fact, before she slipped her wings through the holes in her shirt and tugged it off entirely.  They flapped  a few times before resting again as she struggled out of her pants as well.  Mace playfully tugged on the hems around her ankles to barely help her strip.  She laughed and threw them at him when they were finally off.  Angel stood up on the bed while she undid her bra and undies.  Those she took off slowly, just to make him desire her more.

	"Ok." Angel flopped back onto bed and wrapped her arms around her dark furred lover again. "Now you may give me that gift."

	Mace pressed his muzzle to hers and ran his hands over her. "Mmm, on our sides like this?"

	"Maybe not..." She pushed and rolled against him, pushing herself up onto all fours.  A moment later she flicked her tail off to the side to expose herself in invitation. "I think this is much better for  both of us."

	The black furred wolf ran his clawed fingers down her spine and moved behind her. "Much."

	Angel shivered at the scratching, then grunted at the heat of his cock poking her pussy.  She took a deep breath, pleased with her lover.  Mace wasn't trying to take her butt or to drag out her need.  He slid in with a firm thrust and gave them both exactly what they wanted.  She pushed back to meet it.

	Mace wrapped his arms around her again, rubbing at her belly with one and teasing the bottom of her left breast with the other.  She resisted the urge to lift her back up to his chest and let herself enjoy the ride for the first several seconds as his hips rocked her back and forth.  Angel pushed back into the rocking as she grew accustomed to their rhythm.

	Mace nibbled along the back of her neck. "Let me know if you want it faster, Angel."

	"This is... fine.  For now." She was nervously excited about what she was doing.  Cheating on her husband was enough to take her breath away, but it was feeling wonderful.  After years of very poor sex, being with an interested lover was something to savor.  Angel hung her head down to feel his body bumping against hers for a few seconds more. "I don't want it to end too soon."

	"It won't." The black wolf brought a hand up to rub over her wing arms. "I promise."

	She lifted her head up to look back at him, then nodded and rocked into his thrusts faster, trusting him.  There was no need to say anymore.  Her body could say all it needed and it spoke loudly by gripping around his cock  and trying to make him pump his seed inside.

	His hands were all over her back and sides and breasts and belly.  He kissed and touched her as if he wanted to be with her.  She enjoyed every touch and especially enjoyed where he wasn't touching.  Mace wasn't trying to fondle her butt or trying to slip his dick out to poke into it.

	K had always tried to get her to try anal.  She didn't like the idea and didn't want to try it.  The woman pushed the idea aside to focus back on her new lover when she realized she was dwelling on it.  She wasn't going to let him spoil her pleasure.  There was time to worry about her husband later.

	Angel reached under herself to cup Mace's balls between her legs.  It was awkward to hold them in that position, but she wanted to feel them while he kept thrusting into her cunt.  Her lover had to make do with shallower motions, which suited them both fine for the several seconds she held them.  It was still exciting.

	Mace caught her hand just before she let go and squeezed it fondly.  Angel's tail swished lazily in response before she propped herself up with both arms again.  She'd enjoyed holding but they were both ready to take it faster.  His knot was swelling and her pussy was clenching rapidly around him in anticipation.

	She could feel the pleasure she'd missed for so long.  It'd been there from the start, but with the tip of her orgasm making her tense, the feelings were far clearer.  Everywhere he touched she felt good.  Every thrust made the blood rush in her head from aroused excitement.  She could practically feel every vein on his cock and every one of the many spurts of pre-cum he continually shot inside of her since they'd started.  It was perfect and even more perfect when his knot bumped against her clit on the next entry.

	"Oh...Mace."

	Angel sucked in a deep breath and swished her hips to the side for the next thrust.  She had to feel his knot bumping against again.  Feeling it open her was good, but feeling it grind against her sensitive inner labia was far better.  It was better for Mace, too.

	The black wolf over her had a near orgasmic snarl on his face.  Angel's body under him had pushed him very close to the edge much faster than he'd expected.  He'd been very glad when she'd grabbed his balls to slow him down and more glad that she was about ready for him to finish.  It would have been difficult to keep himself from tying her much longer.

	His knot inflated swiftly with her pussy rhythmically sucking at it and the rest of his cock.  He thrust it in as best he could with her squirming wildly and tried to keep some control over himself each time he knocked against her outer edges.  A powerful jet of pre filled her every time and their combined fluids were already dribbling out down his thigh fur.

	Angel's arms shook with the strain of holding herself up near orgasm.  Her attention was focused on her clit and groin with them both so close.  She felt his hands kneading her breasts and his chest brushing against her wings, but she was only interested in his knot popping in and out and in and not out.

	Angel's shallow rapid breath caught in her throat with the tie locking them together.  Her pelvis felt the jerk clearly when his knot was too big to slip out again and she couldn't resist looking back with her cheeks flushing red under her white fur.  He stared into her eyes, but his hips didn't slow down.  Mace pounded the inch behind his knot into rapidly.

	Her breasts swayed under her from the rhythm of their hips slapping together.  Her clit jutted out fully erect and enjoyed his balls occasionally bouncing against it.  Her whole body clenched as she came.  Angel didn't even try to keep her arms propping her up.

	Mace caught her before she hit the bed and held her up with a tight grip around her shoulders.  His fingers dug in while her pussy sucked at him.  His cock swelled just a bit more with his own orgasm giving her what it wanted.

	The heat of his cum brought Angel's hands to her belly.  She could feel each shot inside, both the pressure of it hitting her deep within and the lingering weight and heat of its presence afterward.  Her eyes closed with blissful satisfaction.

	Mace held her up for several seconds while riding out his own pleasure, then sank down with her onto the covers.  He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her muzzle to muzzle, sharing the joy of being tied.  She tugged at the tie, he tugged at it, too.  Both of them needed to feel that pressure still making their pleasure linger in the afterglow.

	The black wolf rubbed her ears and head fur as she nuzzled into his neck. "Happy birthday, Angel."

	"Thank you, Mace.  It was the best gift I've gotten in a long time." She sighed and pat his butt. "I'm worried it might keep giving, but it was wonderful."

	"You gave me quite a bit, too." He smiled when she looked curious. "I'm soaked from the waist down."

	Angel laughed and shoved at his chest. "Good!"

	Their tie lasted around half hour.  A half hour of cuddling, kissing, and intimate touching that left them both tired but happy.  When his knot finally did shrink enough to pop out, Angel yawned and told him he was welcome to join her in a nap.  He'd worn her out more than he thought.

	"You go ahead and rest.  I'm going to clean up."

	"Mmm... alright.  I'll see you," Angel's muzzle gaped in a long yawn, "in a while."

	Mace walked through the house nude, very aware of the wet fur matted against his legs.  She'd really soaked him.  It made him proud to have aroused her so much, but he wasn't about to leave it to dry in his fur.

	The shower spray was welcome when it hit him.  Its heat spread over his body to help invigorate him again as it washed away the sweat at musk.  Their fluids slid down the drain and he took a long deep breath.  What a day.

	Down in the kitchen, Angel's oldest daughter, Thorn, sniffed at the air.  She ignored the tea she'd gotten out of the fridge and walked around trying to find the source of the unusual yet exciting scent.  The scent was easy enough for the young teen to follow once she followed it to the next room.  It wafted down from upstairs.

	Thorn liked the odor.  She wasn't completely sure what it was from but she felt her already bothersome first heat flaring it response to it.  Halfway up the stairs her nose told here there was a male in the house.  His scent and her mother's scent were mixed up very tightly.  Thorn giggled, that explained why she couldn't make it out at first.  They had to have done something naughty together.

	Mace's masculine musk came to her more cleanly as she passed the bathroom and Thorn paused at the doorway.  The thirteen year old hesitated as her hand grasped the knob.  A man who'd been with her mom was in there.  She could get in trouble.  Another thought pushed that aside.  If it got her in trouble it had to get her mom in trouble, too.  It clearly wasn't her dad.

	Mace scrubbed his fingers along his legs.  He had yet to use any soap and from the excessive flowery stink coming from the stuff, he really didn't want to.  Angel was pretty and intelligent and pleasant to be around, but her soap choices were overpowering.

	He didn't notice the head poking around the curtain from the back.  Thorn stared at his butt and back of his legs for a second before stepping back to think.  Whoever the black furred wolf was, he was really handsome and big.  She didn't know what she intended to do, exactly, though she knew what she wanted to do!

	Thorn shifted excitedly from one foot to another while ideas flashed through her mind.  How to even introduce herself.  How to get him to see her.  Her tail brushing against the toilet behind her made her grin and quickly pulled her pants and panties down to sit on the pot.  All she had to do was wait until he was done!

	Mace had no idea anyone was there while he scrubbed himself as clean as he could without the soap.  He did use a little under his arms, however.  It was always a good idea to use soap there and a bit of flowery scent was a good thing for it.  Turning the water off, he stepped out and reached for a towel.  Only after scrubbing his head fur off did he hear the tinkling noise and the breathing in front of him.

	Thorn's eyes were wide as she ran them up and down his very much male body.  She'd waited almost five minutes on the toilet for him to come out and they were worth it.  He was gorgeous to her and she had to have him.

	"Wow, uh, I mean, hello."

	Mace stared at her in surprised and a fair bit of worry.  She'd taken her pants fully off during that wait.  Her legs were spread wide to show off to him, too.  He couldn't help but see her pretty teenage pussy held spread open so she could pee.

	The girl looked down at it when she saw him looking, then back up, smiling. "You wanna touch it?"

	"Where did... Touch it?" Mace swallowed hard.  He'd seen both of Angel's daughters a few times, but never that much of one.  She had mostly white fur but there were streaks of brown in it in places, including a patch just above and to the left of her pussy.  A small pair of bumps visible through her shirt told him she'd have a fair sized pair of breasts when she'd fully matured.  Thorn was quite pretty, if dangerously young. "I think I should probably go."

	Thorn patted herself dry quickly and hopped up to hug him, making sure to press her belly against his groin firmly. "Go? Why go?! You were with my mom already.  You can be with me, too."

	The girl wrapped her arms around him and held on tight.  He looked down at her and as she looked up.  She wasn't as tall as her mother, but she certainly had the same lovely face.  She was also squeezing his butt shamelessly and he could smell the pungent spice of heat wafting off her.

	Mace slipped his hands under her arms and lifted her up face to face with him. "You're in heat, Thorn.  You aren't going to be thinking clearly right now.  Go outside and play."

	She pushed her hands down on his shoulders and wrapped her legs around him. "Uh uh! Not until you fuck me."

	"Such language!" The black wolf chuckled.  It hadn't been long since his last orgasm, but his stamina was recovering quickly with her perfume to tease it again.  His dick had already stiffened even before he'd lifted her. "And you think everything would be fine if I did? You're too young to be legal, Thorn."

	"I'm legal if I say I am." Her legs squeezed tighter, wanting him to feel the heat of  her loins against his chest. "You males like us females young anyway." She grinned at him, remembering the porn she'd seen, among other things. "I'm nearly hairless down there, so I won't even have to shave for you."

	Mace lifted her up higher until her pussy was right in front of his face and she laughed as he kissed it. "I shouldn't even do this much, you know."

	"But you did!"

	"I did.  I shouldn't have... I shouldn't let you dry me off and lead me to your room, either."

	Thorn grabbed a fresh towel as soon as he set her down and rubbed it over his chest and hips excitedly.  She really wanted sex, but rubbing him down was almost as good for a start.  Drying him off let her explore his male features, too.  Her own groin would need to be dried off too if she got much wetter, she thought.

	The girl tried to take her time drying him off, but even when she wasn't in heat, she was very excitable.  Her hands ground the towel up and down his arms and legs rapidly before moving onto his torso.  Thorn changed towels halfway through and managed to take almost ten seconds on his inner thighs and erection.

	Mace was glad that she wasn't dragging it out, even if he wished she'd gone slower over his cock with the rough towel.  He laughed when she spent quite a bit longer on his balls and butt while she was behind him.  She really seemed to like when he clenched his buttocks in her grip before she finished and stood around unsure what to do next.

	He had to tap her chin gently and give her a hint. "You were going to lead me somewhere?"

	"Oh. Yeah.  My room is this way!"

	Thorn dashed off and he had to hurry to follow her down the stairs and to the room furthest from her mother's room.  She'd hopped up on her bed and sat waiting for him, already panting from anticipation.  Her legs spread wide in invitation when he entered.  They closed again when she hopped off her bed and hurriedly shut the door behind him.

	Thorn pushed him to her bed before hopping back on. "Should I call you anything special?"

	"You're letting me in here to fuck you and you don't know what to call me?  Are you SURE you want to do this, Thorn?" Mace sat on the edge with his cock jutting up against his belly. "My name is Mace, so just call me Mace, like you usually do."

	"I know your name, silly.  I just don't know what you like to be called during sex.  You sure you don't want Rod Steel? Or maybe Long Knot or something?" Thorn giggled at the expression on his face at the silly porn names. "Hehe, ok, Mace it is. And yep, I'm sure I want it!" Her confidence gave way to uncertainty after a few seconds as she didn't know how he'd want to to actually start with her. "Uh... how do you, um... want me to be?"

	Mace crawled closer and lay down next to her. "However you'd like." Seeing the nervousness on her face, he decided to take charge instead of giving her free reign. "Lay on your side.  That way you don't have to hold my weight and you can use your hands better."

	Thorn spread out and rolled over in one motion, glad to have some direction.  She felt really exposed and overwhelmed, even with the lust clouding her thoughts.  Mace lay right in front of her and scooted his hips forward until his cocktip pressed against her lower belly, just above her mons.

	"Last chance to stop." Mace kissed her when she grabbed his penis and held it tight. "Ok, guide me in then."

	Her hand was unsteady as she guided his dick down to her soft vulva, but steadied when she felt the tip slip into her moist folds and touch the intimate hole just past them.  He held still, just looking at her and smiling, until she thrust her hips forward to take him in.  Mace grunted at the entry, then stared at her in surprise.  There'd been no resistance at all and she took him almost halfway in with that one thrust.  She took his cock fully with a second.

	Thorn clenched down hard around his erection, just to feel it opening her so deep. "Oh, that feels good, Mace!"

	"You're full of surprises, Thorn." Mace shifted his hips to grind himself around her still tight but much looser than expected pussy. "Does your mother know you've had sex before?"

	"Nope!" She pressed her cheek and muzzle to his chest. "You're my first real adult, though.  I like you."

	"I like you too." He kissed her forehead, then her lips when she looked up to him. "You acted all  innocent very well up in the bathroom."

	"I wasn't really acting.  You're exciting and I'm in heat and," Thorn hugged him tightly to her as she thrust her hips back and forth onto him, "I really want you to fuck me now!"

	Mace held back the laugh he felt at that.  She really was like her mother in many ways.  When she was in heat, she knew what she wanted.  He pumped his cock into the thirteen year old's pussy and she pushed her hips into it as best she could given the limitations of their position.

	The limitations soon got to him, too, with the covers bunching under them and getting in the way of easy rutting.  Mace could see the frustration on her face after just a minute and he slipped his dick out of the girl.  She opened her mouth to say something, he shut it for her with a couple fingers on her chin before she could and hopped off the bed.  Thorn giggled when he easily drug her across the covers after him until her hips were at the edge with pussy easily available.  He didn't let her roll over though.  She had to stay on her side and he pulled her left leg up to hold against his chest to keep her that way.  It gave him a very good view of her not quite flat chest, her groin, her face, and her cute foot.

	He kissed her foot before re-entering her. "There, I think this will be better for us both.  The covers were too loose for that other position.  You need to make your bed better, young lady!"

	"Yes, Daddy." Thorn grinned at the dark look he gave her. "I mean, Mace."

	The older wolf pressed his cheek to her sole and smiled. "That's better."

	She had definitely had sex before and she definitely wanted it again.  Her clitoris was stiff above his cock and when he rubbed at the girl's budding breasts her nipples were just as hard.  Mace rocked his hips as he thrust into her.  He wanted it too.

	Thorn's pussy gripped him tightly with each thrust.  She was still young and small and he hoped he wasn't going to get into too much trouble for enjoying it.  Her needy scent had him sniffing deeply while he worked her.  She sniffed back, wanting his masculine musk as much as he wanted hers.

	Thoughts of touching him in a variety of ways passed through her thoughts while she lay, taking his adult cock, but she decided to lay there and look pretty instead.  Boys liked it when they were in control and she didn't have much reach in that position.  Her body felt so good that she didn't mind anyway.  She could fondle him later when he was tied to her.  Thorn clenched her thighs around his shaft as he slid mostly out again, she loved being tied.

	Mace's cock spurt pre-cum into her steadily while fucking her and she enjoyed feeling his hands roaming her leg, then down over her belly and groin.  Her lover leaned a bit, bending her leg further toward her, and making her grunt from the stretching.  He was testing her flexibility, she assumed, since he straightened back up at her grunt.

	"You haven't told your mother about your partners?" Mace stopped with his cock fully embedded inside of her, just to enjoy the girl grinding her hips for more.

	Thorn looked up at him and smirked. "Of course not!"

	"Good girl.  She doesn't need the strain." He let his hands roam over her budding chest to tease her inch long breasts. "She'll have enough of that in the future."

	"Probably... Now hurry up!"

	The black wolf squeezed her nipples, kissed her ankle, and did as she asked, drawing a yelp from her when he yanked fully out and stuffed himself back in again.  She almost melted with that renewed thrusting.  His big adult dick stretched her open so wonderfully and his belly fur ground against her clitoris every time his hips mashed against hers.  Thorn stopped thinking about anything when she felt his knot bumping against her hole.  She just wanted him stuck inside and her orgasming body gripping it tight.

	Mace held her leg tightly when he felt her pussy fluttering around his cock.  She was on the edge, or near enough.  No point in teasing her anymore.  He wanted it just as much as she did.  His knot was growing rapidly he wasn't sure how much longer he'd be able to slip it out.  Thorn looked so pretty on her side like that, it would be a shame to have it stuck outside of her.

	Both panted heavily in the silent musky room.  Their mixed sexual scents filled each breath while Mace's cock made subtle wet noises slipping inside.  Thorn gasped at the first few, then grunted in mild discomfort at the last few thrusts popping in before it finally grew too large.  She gripped the sheets tightly at the last insertion.  His hips pulled her back a few inches entirely with his knot before pushing her right back into place.

	He didn't stop pumping her pussy, though, his thrusts just grew more shallow and used the extra inch of space between his knot and body.  She looked up at him and enjoyed his adult masculine form.  It always made her orgasms more powerful when she saw something sexy just before she had them.  It helped then, too.  She felt his cock spurting faster inside with her pussy gripping his knot hard and she came after just a few spurts.

	Mace felt and saw her cum through his own peak.  Her eyes clenched and jaws snarled and he saw just how much she resembled her mother.  His spunk had shot into her almost as soon as he'd tied her, but her body twitching and tugging at his shaft kept it going for another several seconds.  He stopped thrusting after his eighth spurt and simply held himself inside, leaving her inner muscles to drive it out for both.

	He kissed her foot as they came down together and rubbed over her belly and chest with his free hand, slipping it down to her still stiff clit on and off. "You're stuck with me now, Thorn."

	"Unng... I could pop it out." She gave a weak tug as if to prove it, but didn't actually try to. "If I wanted to."

	Mace let her leg slip free and lay down in front of her for a kiss. "Feeling less Hot?"

	Thorn wrapped her arms around him and squeezed her not quite flat chest against his. "No.  But it'll do for now."

	"You ladies are never satisfied, are you?" The black furred wolf rubbed over her hips and butt. "Don't answer that, it wasn't meant to be answered."

	"Mmmf, fine."

	They lay together, touching and trying to resist teasing.  Thorn couldn't think of anything to say after a while and was annoyed by it.  Mace was grateful for the silence.  She did feel good inside and out.  His knot stayed full for a bit too long in his opinion.  He worried her mom was going to come in and find them tied.  Being found by Mistie was probably worse, though.

	The girl wandered in nose in the air, sniffing deep with curious interest. "What's that smell, Thorn? It's really neat."

	Her eyes widened at her naked sister and her mom's naked friend pressed together.  She hurried forward and hopped up onto the bed with them, almost certain of what they were doing, but not completely sure.  The ten year old dodged her sister's hands and ignored Thorn's orders to get out.

	"Nuh uh, I'm not going anywhere, Thorn." Mistie nimbly dodged a pillow and slapped her sister's butt. "Mom would be really mad if I told her you had a guy in your room!"

	"You better Not!"

	Mace watched the two, not getting involved as long as he could.  Mistie was clearly interested in the scene.  She kept sniffing the air, too, possibly close to a heat of her own with the strong scent of sex all around her.  Their arguing helped his body relax enough for his knot to slip out and the sudden pressure change made Thorn shiver in delight when he came free.

	"Ohhhh! I love feeling them deflate like that." She glared at her sister when she realized Mistie was still there. "Ignore that."

	"Huh?" Mistie's eyes were on Mace as he rolled over.

	"That smell is from us having sex, Mistie." Mace sat up. "You haven't smelled it before?"

	Mistie shook her head. "Nope."

	"You little Liar." Thorn scrubbed at her leaking pussy as discretely as she could.

	Mistie petulantly turned away. "I'm not lying... well, I didn't smell it so strongly or see where it was coming from!"

	The ten year old stole a peak at Mace's wet balls and sheath again.  It was exciting for her to see them, especially with his reddish tip peaking out.  She was still sniffing their musk in the room and Mistie's fingers were clutching at the bottom of her shirt and top of her pants anxiously.

	Mace lay back, catching his breath again after working her sister.  Thoughts were in his head about showing the youngest what she obviously wanted, but they were fighting worry about her age and her mother's reaction to it.  Thorn had been bad enough at thirteen but thirteen was a lot closer to being mature than ten was.  Thorn at least had budding breasts and a hint of curve to her hips.  Mistie's chest was completely flat and her hips were nearly straight.

	The little girl bounced on the bed while he thought.  Having at least an idea what Thorn had done with him wasn't the same as knowing exactly.  Her sister had gotten to have fun and she was in the same room as the still naked adult her sister had gotten it from.  There was no way she was going to give up without something to make her happy.

	Mace sat up and ran his fingers down Mistie's back. "She was in heat, which you probably knew.  We had sex because of that.  She needed it, or at least she thought she did." Thorn snorted at that and he ignored it. "You haven't had any experience with sex?"

	Mistie shook her head shyly.  She wasn't expecting him to touch her, even if it was in a safe place like her back.  He looked really cute sitting up like that.  His legs were spread just enough to see his bits.  More of his pink was showing, too.

	"Huh? OH, uh, no." She thought a moment. "I see Thorn rubbing herself a lot though!"

	"I suppose that's close.  Have you rubbed yourself like that?"

	"Yes..."

	Thorn rolled onto her side and sighed. "She's always trying to catch me doing that."

	"Have you rubbed her?" Mace leaned down until his muzzle was nose to nose with Mistie. "Or would it be better to ask if you would like to touch me?"

	"Yes!" Mistie's hands were between his legs almost as soon as he asked.

	He let her squeeze his sheath and balls without a word.  It would be another minute or two before he was ready to do anything again and he wanted to give Mistie a chance to satisfy her urges without having to fuck her like he'd done her mother and sister.  Letting her explore was making Thorn somewhat jealous and excited, too.  

	Mace spread his legs to give Mistie more room to grope. "You're getting flushed, Thorn.  You had a turn already."

	"You're a jerk." Thorn rolled over so her back was to him, but couldn't help but look back after ten or so seconds. "Try using your mouth, Mistie."

	"My mouth?" The ten year old looked at the thing. "But he just had it in your place!"

	"My pussy, not my place."

	"In your Pussy." Mistie laughed at it. "Mom doesn't like that word."

	"She does." Mace rubbed her ears. "She just doesn't like her daughters using it."

	Mistie looked at his still wet fur.  His penis stood well out of his sheath again and it didn't smell too much like Thorn.  She wasn't really sure how to use her mouth but there weren't that many ways she could down there.  It felt really weird for her to push her face down against a man's body like that, but the scent and her own rapidly growing arousal made it irresistible.

	Her tongue touched his cock once, then pulled away in a fit of giggles.  It touched it again a few seconds later for the same.  She took two more tries before she was able to get over how silly it seemed and actually taste him.  Mistie made a face at it, but she didn't pull away and it didn't stop her from kissing his tapered cocktip and shaft repeatedly.

	Thorn laughed at her. "It's kind of weird, isn't it?"

	"Yeah..." Mistie pressed her muzzle to his groin, nose firmly to his balls. "It feels neat, though."

	Mace looked to the door as he let Mistie touch and taste. "Uh, Thorn... why don't you go ahead and shut your door? I'm sure we don't really want anybody to walk past and see anything." The black wolf tickled the ten year old's ear until she looked up in irritation. "Would you like to keep going or would you like to try what me and your sister were doing?"

	Mistie pulled away immediately. "I wanna try it!"

	Thorn snorted as she sat back on the bed with the door closed. "Yeah, I bet she would.  Little copy cat."

	With his body feeling close to ready to go again, and his cock already stiffening in anticipation, Mack pushed himself up until he was kneeling on the bed. "Alright then.  Have to get out of your clothes first, though."

	The ten year old looked quite embarrassed about that from the blush spreading over her whole face.  Her white fur showed it clearly as she climbed off the bed and Thorn's laugh just made it brighter.  Mace smiled and reminded her that everybody else was already naked.  Mistie was still reluctant, but slowly dropped her pants anyway.

	She stood with panties and shirt on, hands at the shirt hem. "My shirt, too?"

	Thorn tugged it up from behind for her, but Mace caught the older girl's hands. "Don't force her.  She doesn't have to take it all off if she doesn't want to."

	Mistie hugged her shirt tight for a few seconds after her sister let go, then made a face at Thorn and tugged it off herself.  She stood up as straight as she could to show off for the big male and surprised the older pair by spinning around for them like she'd seen ladies in movies do.  Mace clapped but her sister just turned away, trying not to laugh.

	It took Mistie a few seconds to realize why, but she quickly grabbed her panties and tugged them down and off once she did.  She awkwardly spun around again but Mace just pulled her back up onto the bed and hugged her as she had her back to them.  The girl squealed, only to go quiet with a kiss on her lips when he turned her around to face him.

	Mace rolled over so she was on her back on the bed under him then scooted back so he could kiss down her neck, flat chest, and belly to stop with one on her pubic mound just above her slit. "We can still stop, Mistie."

	He could smell her arousal and while it wasn't as intense as her sister's had been, he knew she wasn't going to.  The girl shook her head NO vigorously and looked to Thorn.  Her sister sat with her arms and legs crossed on her desk chair.  Thorn didn't look disapproving, which made her feel better about saying not to stop.  

	She felt light headed at what she was doing, with her heart racing in nervous excitement.  Touching herself had always been pretty strong and Mistie wasn't sure what somebody else touching her would be like.  Mace's tongue sliding firmly over her clitoris let her know it was a lot different.  Her legs clench together around his face almost immediately.

	The big wolf wrapped his lips around her button for several seconds, just sucking and rubbing with them and his tongue.  Mistie's legs tightened around his cheek ruffs and he rubbed at her hips to sooth her strain.  She made such cute noises that he couldn't resist going a bit longer than he'd intended.

	Mistie was close to orgasm when he stopped.  The thrill of being with an adult and doing something so adult was enough to hurry her along.  He was glad he stopped when he did as she huffed and stared wide eye'd at him.  Her hips squirmed on the bed, anxious to finish but Mace just knelt between her legs and rubbed her thighs.

	"If I try to have sex with you right now, you'd probably cum as soon as I put it in." He blew over her clenching young pussy and watched her thighs tense. "Do you think you could handle two orgasms in a row, Mistie? I can wait for you to cool down a bit or I can put it in you."

	Mistie nodded her head quickly.  The big male kept rubbing and letting her cool off.  He had to ask her which she wanted again before she found her voice.

	"Put it in me!"

	Mace scooted forward until his narrow cocktip was next to her wet needy pussy, then he leaned over her with his arms on either side of her chest.  She looked up at him, then back down at her groin when she felt it shove in.  Her breath caught in her throat at her first feeling of real penetration and she grabbed onto his arms.

	Thorn watched impassively as her sister came just from having him sticking it in.  If he'd asked her instead, she'd have told him to do it, too.  Her own pussy was still tingling from sex and a hand wandered down to tease her still slick folds while she watched Mace slipped deeper into her sister.

	The adult wolf kissed Mistie again while she was stiff with orgasm.  He pushed in until he felt resistance inside.  With his narrow tip, that resistance wasn't from her being too tight.

	Mace pressed a little harder on it, not wanting to hurt her. "Last chance to stop.  Wrap your legs around me and I go in. Don't and I..." Mistie wrapped her legs around him before he even finished.  Her determined face looked frustrated, scared, and ready to punch him for taking too long. "Ok, in we go! It will hurt a bit, I think."

	He ignored Thorn's snort and gently pushed through her hymen into her vagina.  The ten year old's body tensed from the tearing, then Mace heard her sniffle.  Tears ran down her cheeks while she whispered "Ow Ow OW" for several seconds.  It hurt her more than he'd thought, but she kept her legs tightly around him and Mistie's body clenched down hard around his cock, making it even more intense for her and pleasant for him.

	Her lover held still for a few seconds after slipping an inch or so past that barrier and Mistie was glad of it.  She didn't want him to just drive through roughly and he didn't.  Only when she visible relaxed did she feel him moving again, thankfully back out before pushing deeper.

	Mace went at her slowly despite her arousal.  Not only was it more fun for her first time to make it last, but it let her be in control more.  With her age he didn't want to do anything she didn't want him to.

	Mistie was much tighter than Thorn had been and he had to push harder to slip in steadily.  Her eyes closed the first few full entries while her pussy stretched to take his full adult shaft, but her pussy was plenty slick with arousal and she was too excited to hurt from it.  With care, he was able to build up to a steady pace that made the bed beneath them rock with their motion.

	Thorn's fingers matched their pace, disappointingly slow at first, but soon fast enough to tickle a spark from her.  The older girl wasn't jealous watching her sister having her first time, just slightly embarrassed.  It was a very intimate moment and she was glad Mistie hadn't gotten to see hers.  Had she had that silly expression on her face?

	Mace dropped to his elbows over Mistie so he could feel her small body more firmly against his.  His lover was short enough that her nose bumped against his lower neck until she tilted her head back just in time for a kiss and she grew more involved after that.  Her hands roamed over his chest and belly to feel his figure and she giggled eagerly when the kiss broke and he kissed over her cheeks and neck in response.  It was too awkward for him to keep such a low position on his young lover, but he held it long enough for her to enjoy.

	Mistie huffed for breath when he pushed up higher again and they stared into each other's eyes.  Her gaze drifted down to where their bodies joined when she propped herself up to watch his red erection disappearing into her body.  She stared even longer at the sight of her thighs shifting to make room and her more intimate flesh shifting to make room, too.  It was more disappointing to her that she couldn't see it outlined or bulging, but the feelings more than made up for it with his belly fur tickling her clitoris and her pussy lips clinging to and dragging along his shaft.

	Thorn's scent was still strong in her nose but all three of them breathed in the new scent of her own musk mixing intimately with Mace's for a new enticing aroma.  With so many senses to work through, Mistie lay back flat on the bed and tried pushing her hips up to meet her lover's while she held onto his arms.  Her eyes widened at the new pleasure of actively participating in it.

	"Mace..." She tried to think of something to say, but nothing sounded right.

	"Mmm... yes, Mistie?" He leaned to one side to hold himself up with one arm, then ran his free hand over her pretty, if flat, chest and belly. "Happy with your choice?"

	She nodded shyly, not wanting to sound silly by saying nothing again.  He touched her nipples.  He rubbed down to squeeze the top of her pubic mound while pushing into her pussy below.  She loved the intimate touches and it felt even better with the pleasant orgasmic tickle building in her loins.  That mini-orgasm from before was nothing.  It'd felt alright.  No better than copying Thorn with her touching.  Being with the male, though.  She sighed in pleasure and kept thrusting up to meet him, not even needing to complete that thought.  Sex was so much better.

	Mace was enjoying her, too.  Mistie's eagerness and lack of experience made her a completely different lover than her mother or sister.  He could share in her excitement while the girl lost herself to her pleasure more and more.  His own pleasure was building slower than it had the first two times and his knot hadn't even started to swell yet, but he was glad of that.  There was plenty of time to tie her, unless her mother found them.  He was sure she'd enjoy him dragging out her first time.  Right up until she came again even as he was thinking it.

	Mistie's mouth opened wide in bliss while her pussy clamped powerfully around his cock.  She didn't give much visual warning or any real signs of her impending release and his heart pounded faster in excited surprise at feeling her have it.  The ten year old would be an interesting lover if he couldn't read her well during sex and he rewarded her for it by speeding up.

	Her legs squeezed tighter around his waist and butt despite Mistie's orgasm distracting her.  She pressed her face up against his chest and hugged to it as he fucked her through the pleasure.  It was intense for her with just that stimulation and feeling the first hint of his knot bumping at the end of each long thrust kept her needing him to go on.

	Mace's free hand wrapped around her back a moment to help hold her in place, then let go to prop himself up for better access.  The bed rocked with their motions for several seconds after Mistie's peak faded, then just his when she flopped back down, tired and tingling, yet still happy for more.  She passively let him work her, just to focus on his body around and inside hers.

	She'd never seen or felt a knot before, but she knew of them.  Other girls had described them as hard bony things while some were weird.  Mace's felt really nice stretching her pussy open a bit more each time.  It felt small enough and not too bony, but Mistie could feel it getting bigger.

	He was popping it in fast enough that that its size was hard to follow, but it felt comfortable for several seconds, not as comfortable for more, then made her gasp each time it bumped against her afterward.  Mace enjoyed watching her stiffen when he pushed it through and the way her chest rose and fell faster and faster until finally it popped in but didn't come back out.

	"OHHH!" Mistie grabbed his wrists and squeezed tightly while her pussy did the same to his knot. She pulled back with her hips when his next thrust was too shallow, then breathlessly groaned at the strain. "It's really stuck!"

	He put more weight on her hips for several seconds to keep her from tugging too hard. "Mmm, yes.  We're tied, though I Nnng... still have a little to give behind it."

	"You were stuck to Thorn when I got in... weren't you?" Mistie slipped a hand between them when Mace let up.

	Her heart was fluttering at the excitement of having her first tie and the space between his knot and his groin was something she hadn't heard any girls talk about before.  She had to lay back down and try to catch her breath.  Despite her two orgasms already, the tingle was back again.  She needed to feel him finish in her.  Something she didn't have to wait long for.

	The past two peaks had given him some time after knotting before he finished again, but with her tight young cunt squeezing mercilessly and her innocent exploration, Mace felt himself losing control quickly.  His blissful pleasure spread around his groin even before she lay back again and he growled above her as he shot just a few seconds later.

	Mistie's eyes widened at the sudden light pressure inside, then a faint smile spread at the hint of heat that followed it.  His cute expression made her giggle.  A giggle that changed into a high pitched squeal when her body gave way to her excitement and she came one last time around him.  His knot made it powerful with the hard flesh giving her too widely stretched pussy more resistance to clench against.

	She bucked on the bed under him, tugging at their tie for another few seconds before going fully limp.  He sank down on top of her moments later, with only his elbows on the bed keeping his full weight from suffocating her.  Mistie hugged around him to keep him there, breathing hard and shallow.

	A wet sound made her turn her head away from his.  Thorn had two fingers slipping into her pussy while she ground her thumb around her clitoris.  Her eyes were locked on the pair as she masturbated to their cuddling.  The older girl's eyes stared at them unblinking while she panted hard.

	Mistie turned away before she finished and just nuzzled Mace lovingly.  He nuzzled her back, kissed her neck, and made her feel very content.  Tied, having sex, and making her sister hot enough to touch herself like that.  A boring day turned into a wonderful day.

	She was very happy for a few minutes, even looking over at a long sigh and grunt when Thorn came.  Mace told her it would be a while before they separated when she asked and it really was quite a long time together.  Mistie cuddled against him to relax.

	"I see my little girls are growing up fast." Angel pushed the door open fully from where she'd been watching through a crack.

	Mace's ears wilted despite the woman's smile.  Some women could smile when they were about to do bad things.  He tugged gentle at his knot again to test the tie, then lay back and relaxed.  There was nothing he could do without hurting Mistie and he wasn't going to do that.  May as well let it play out.

	Angel sat on the edge of the bed and ran a hand over her youngest daughter's belly. "Did you enjoy your first time, Mistie?"

	"Yeah! It hurt, but I'm glad we didn't stop." She looked from her mom to Mace. "I hope he isn't in trouble.  I kind of made him do it."

	"I made him do it too!" Thorn didn't even try to cover herself.

	Their mom pushed her hand down to rub over her ten year old's pussy and looked at the smear of blood. "Yes, I suppose it does hurt losing your innocence." She looked over to Mace with her eyebrows furrowed as though angry.  When he sighed she laughed and hugged him. "Oh, don't worry. I'm not mad! I'm glad my girls have somebody to be with I trust.  Not like Thorn's usual group."

	"Mom!" Thorn gaped. "How'd you find out?"

	"I won't tell you, though with how you've been acting lately it wasn't hard to see even if I hadn't already known." Angel kissed Mace, then Mistie before standing up. "Should I leave you alone to finish? Alright, I'll have Dinner ready in about twenty minutes.  Come down when you're ready."

	Mace stared after her, amazed at how well Angel had taken it.  Dinner was ready in twenty minutes, but his knot didn't pop free for nearly thirty.  It only came out that fast after he repeatedly told her that squirming only made it last longer.

	When he did slip free she scooted back to stare at her wide open pussy with her sister's make-up mirror.  A little white and clear fluid leaked out, mixed with streaks of red and pink from blood.  It was very interesting to her to watch.  She caught a little on her finger to sniff it.  It smelled a lot like the scent that had lured her there, just with her own musk and a hint of iron instead of Thorn's scent.  Mistie gave in to the urge to lick it off her finger.

	Thorn hopped onto bed with them and tickled her sister. "Ewww... You nasty dirty slut! Sucking the guy's mess out of yourself."

	"Huh? I'm not a slut!"

	The older bitch let go of her sister and pressed her muzzle down to Mace's cock to kiss it. "Too bad.  Guys like sluts."

	Mace opened his mouth, Thorn opened hers too and took his cock into it, licking and sucking away their shared fluids.  She licked too much at his sensitive tip, but backed off when he tapped her forehead.  He was sure she'd done it more than a enough to know not to be too rough with her tongue down there after an orgasm.

	Mace licked both girl's pussies after they'd wiped much of it off for themselves already.  They all dried off once their urges had cooled and went downstairs to join Angel at the kitchen table.  Despite being intimate with all three so soon, it was a pleasant meal.  Angel seemed happy with the situation, as did her daughters.  She treated it like a wonderful birthday gift.  A gift she kept from her husband long after Mace left.

****

	"ANGEL! GET 'N 'ERE!"

	"What is it, Dear?" Angel cupped her belly as she walked out to the yard.

	Her husband had a beer in his hand, as usual when home, and the way he swayed on his feet suggested it was far from his first.  He stared at their daughters raking leaves in the yard with his jaw clenched and whole body as tense as a drunk could manage.

	"Thothe shupid bitches ar' preg'nt!" K turned and looked right at Angel. "Jush like YOU.  I know I didn't fuck y'r shtupid cunt.  I know I di'nt fuck them, though I damn sure kno's I want wanted to! How DARE you li'l bishes CHEAT on me!?"

	Angel dodged the can when K threw it at her and she backed away. "I cheated on YOU? YOU, the darling husband always at work with that oh so pretty new secretary?  The perfect sweet husband who takes out quite a bit of money for jewelry purchases and flowers that somehow never make it home to your wife? Oh, yes.  I cheated on you." She stepped back as he swung a fist clumbsily at her and reached into her pocket for the phone. "I cheated on you after you had cheated on my for MONTHS.  I bet that stupid cow of a secretary is far bigger than I am by now.  I'd be shocked if she only had one kid from your useless sack!"

	"I 'ad se's with 'er because she'sh pretty and nice and doeshn'n't have two irrigating Daugh'rs conshantly nagging for someth'n." K grabbed Angel's wrist after he saw the phone against her ear.  

	Thorn and Mistie ran over as fast as their four months pregnant growth would allow. "Dad! What are you doing?!"

	"GET IN THA' HOUSH AND SHIT 'OWN an nn... SHUDDUP!" K grabbed Mistie by the upper arm and thrust her hard into the house.

	"Hurry. Please.  He's getting violent." Angel backed into the house as her husband shoved her. "Dear, you're hurting my arm!"

	"GOOD! I LIKE 'Urting y'r arm.  Gonna 'urt it rea-eal good!" K twisted it so she couldn't dodge the back handed slap to her muzzle. "'s perf'ctly fine f'r me to sheat on ma wife.  's NOT right f' wife to sheat on me!"

	Thorn screamed at him.  Mistie screamed at him.  They grabbed him for the second slap that sent her to the floor and only his tripping over his own drunken feet saved her from a rough kick to the belly.  Thorn looked around for anything to help and grabbed a heavy book.  She threw it at him while he picked himself up and made him snarl at her when he barely felt it slam against his back.

	Angel picked herself up and dabbed at a trickle of blood from her nostril.  She hurried over and kicked his hip, trying to knock him back down, but he just grunted.  If they could keep him down, they'd be fine.

	The girls grabbed his legs while Angel kicked at his arms and they managed to keep him floored for a couple minutes before he figured out to roll and sit upright first instead of crawling.  He finally got to his feet just in time for a black furred shape to run through the still open front door and drive a fist into his belly hard enough to make him throw up.  K doubled over with even his drunken rage unable to ignore the nauseating slam.

	Mace grabbed his arms while he grabbed at his stomach and wrenched them behind his back.  The larger male spun him about and swept a leg down hard against K's, sending the drunk to the floor face first.  K roared to get off of him, Mace just knelt down with both knees digging cruelly into the other wolf's back.

	"Mace! You got here just in time." Angel grabbed at her mate's ankles when he tried to kick back. "Thank you! This idiot was getting dangerous."

	"I see that." He looked over at the two daughters, shaking hard after the scare and just staring. "Well, he isn't going to hurt anybody now.  Though what should we do with him?"

	"I don't know..."

	"Le' GO A'ME! Le' ME UP Y' ARRRG! I'LL GET THA BISHES!"

	Thorn hugged Mistie and glared at her father. "Take him out and beat the shit out of him!"

	Mistie hugged back. "Don't kill Daddy... Can't we just make him not so mean?"

	Angel laughed. "Oh, that's perfect, Mistie.  Lets take him to the hospital and do something about his attitude.  I know somebody who works with abusive types."

	With the help of four of his own belts, Mace and Angel bound the still struggling K up tightly.  He could squirm, but his arms and legs were bound harshly behind his back.  Mace had little trouble carrying the struggling bundle into the car.  Angel's husband wasn't a large man while the much taller and stronger Mace was.  Both girls climbed into the car with their mother, not wanting to be alone or miss anything that happened.

	A phone call cleared the way for them to take their father right in with a wheeled gurney waiting for them.  It was a quick ride there, but even the five minutes it took were long for all three bitches.  Thorn and Mistie were drained from the ordeal and were sluggish walking through the hospital.  They flopped down on two chairs Mace brought in for them and their mother stroked them soothingly.

	Dr. Margaret Nolan closed the door behind her and locked it when she arrived.  She had a push cart loaded with her special medical equipment and stopped the cart next to K.  After looking over the bound wolf, the otter nodded.

	"I assume this is the patient then.  I can already smell the beer on him.  Do you have proof?" Margaret offered Angel a moist towelette for the blood still on her snout. "I see you do.  There are no forms to sign and there are no bills." She unrolled a prepared kit and filled a hypodermic needle from a bottle. "This operation did not happen because you never came after inquiring." The doctor looked from Angel to Mace. "Understood? This isn't exactly legal.  What would you like exactly?"

	Oh yes.   Fully understood." Angel dabbed the drying blood. "Thank you.  Full set off."

	Mace pat K's butt, interrupting. "Leave the dick.  He won't need it, but it's something to play with."

	Thorn and Mistie watched through bleary eyes as details were discussed.  They were tired after the adrenaline rush and fell asleep shortly after the needle was jabbed into their dad's left testicle.  He didn't seem to feel it more than a grunt at a sudden ache through his drunken stupor, which made them more comfortable.  Even after what happened, they didn't want him to suffer.

	K did feel the needle.  He didn't understand it, but it hurt going in.  His alcohol level hadn't dropped too much but the bondage and quiet time in the car had made his head a little clearer.  All that anger was still there but he was more aware that things weren't right.

	"Whach's going on?" He struggled against the belts when the needle was emptied into one testicle and then stuck into the other. "Shtop that!"

	Dr. Nolan ignored him. "So just the two, then.  I'll have to give him a couple minutes for the local to take effect." She smiled humorlessly to Angel. "You're a lot more forgiving than I'd be, but it looks like this case didn't get as bad as many so I suppose you're right."

	Angel stroked her daughter's heads lovingly while they dozed against her. "He was never the nicest man after marriage, but he's been drinking and getting worse as this pregnancy has progressed.  I'm not sure how to ask this, Doctor, but is there a way we can have this recorded?"

	Mace leaned over and kissed her. "His cheating has been getting worse, too, according to your messages.  I'm glad I could get there in time."

	Margaret snorted.  I could turn the security camera back on and focus it on the action.  I'll go do that now since I have to wait for the anesthetic to take effect anyway.  You wait here."

	It was awkward to be in the room with her husband after what had happened and Angel didn't know what to say.  Having him fixed had been in her mind since she first suspected him to be cheating on her.  She didn't want to throw him away or kick him out for him to do it to some other woman and she didn't want him to leave, either.  Angel had mentioned it to Mace in the past.  He'd laughed, then surprised her by say K did have a pretty nice ass and would probably be a good a fuck toy.

	"I still like you, K." She didn't say it loudly and she doubt he heard her. "I just don't like you as you are now.  You'll be all better soon, though."

	Mace pressed his groin against K's cheek to get the man's attention. "You're going to be neutered so you're nice to your wife, K.  I'm going to be moving in to make sure of that." He bent down to look into the other male's eyes. "And I'm going to be with her in your place.  I'm going to be with you daughters." He tapped K's nose hard enough to make a noise. "And if they're not around.  I'll fuck you instead.  I think you'll like being my bitch, once you get used to stretching anyway."

	Margaret shut the door quietly behind her while K told Mace he'd break his dick if he tried. "Good to know he'll be taken care of instead of tossed out on the street.  Camera is set and recording. It has a good shot for where he is now.  So don't move him around too much when we get to work.  Mace, I need you to hold his legs apart. I can't work as easily with them closed together like that.

	"Le' me up!" The drunken wolf struggled while the larger male removed the belt around his legs, but was easily held down when Mace simply sat on his belly.

	The doctor crossed her arms while the complaints continued after the man's pants were yanked off. "If it's too much, I can just bind them down.  It wouldn't be the first time."

	After watching Dr. Nolan slap her husband's testicles to no response, Angel gently shook her daughters awake so they watch.  The fog of sleep faded quickly when they saw the first shallow cut and the subsequent squeezing behind the scrotum to push the testicle through.  Thorn and Mistie expected sounds of pain, but their father didn't even seem to notice his scrotal skin tearing along the cut to let the testicle be forced out.

	Margaret cut and squeezed the same way for the other testicle until both dangled freely from his groin.  There was very little blood and what was there seemed out slowly after the minor tearing rather than from the cut.  The otter patted the blood off with a tissue before pushing the scrotal skin up and clamping the cords holding the testicles to K's groin as close to his body as she could get.

	Dr. Nolan paused and looked back to Angel. "Do you want to keep them or are they just to be thrown away?"

	"Huh? Keep Wha'?" Mace climbed off of K since the delicate work was done and let the man see his balls still attached one last time. "What'r you Do'n!? HELP! GE'ME OUT'ERE! HELP!"

	Angel hurried over to him and pushed a cloth over her husband's muzzle to quiet him down. "I guess we can keep them for now.  We can always throw them away later."

	"It's amazing how many decide to keep them." Margaret took a readied jar from the cart before making the first cut.

	K was too shocked at what was happening to think about kicking, but Mace held his ankles tightly anyway from behind the otter.  His height gave him a good view over her shoulder as she snipped the strong spermatic cords connecting each testicle to K's body.  It was rather satisfying hearing the gurgling whimper that came from the man.  He hadn't felt it, but the sight had sobered him up a fair bit and he knew what he'd just lost.

	Dr. Nolan dropped the first into the jar, but Thorn asked if she could hold the other.  There were a few drops of blood on it, but she examined it all over anyway, even squeezing lightly to check for texture.

	"Wow, this is what they look like inside, huh? The stripes are pretty weird.  Look, Mistie, they're almost purple."

	"Eww, I don't want to hold that!" Mistie took it anyway and rubbed it. "It feels funny."

	Angel smiled at the sight. "Girls, put you father's useless nut in the jar and lets go home."

	Mistie giggled as she handed it back. "Is dad going to get a cone?"

	The laughter made K's ears flatten against his head.  His family's tails even wagged like common dogs as they laughed at him.  He was quiet while the otter stitched his cords and scrotum and stayed quiet the whole trip back home with only minimal struggling while the belt was secured around his legs again.

	By the time he was being carried through the door to be dropped onto the couch, K forgot any anger.  Alcohol had left him with an all consuming need to drain his bladder and that was all he could say.  Thorn and Mistie couldn't help giggle at their father begging to be untied to piss.  Their mother smiled at them but looked to Mace instead of saying yes or no.

	"I'll let you go in in a minute.  You're going to agree to be a pet around this house first.  A pet for your family and a spare bitch for me when they aren't around or are too busy." The large black furred wolf held a heavy collar out to show it. "You'll be wearing this at all times."

	"What? No, I'm not doing that!"

	Mace ignored him. "Note the Rings around it for your leash." He stared into K's eyes with his expression threatening. "and for tying your wrists to if you get too problematic."

	The smaller male flinched away from the gaze.  It was hard to concentrate on than imminent future while his body demanded he do anything to pee.  Fear of the situation and what had already been done to him made it worse.  He could already feel some leaking from him a few drips at a time.

	"You can't."

	"I can.  I will.  YOU will.  I'm sure the doctor wouldn't mind removing that dick of yours, too, if you want proof." Mace loosened the belt holding K's arms and handed him the collar. "Put it on.  Put it on and you can go piss out back against the tree.  You're not going any other way in here unless you wet yourself like a puppy." He leaned forward again. "Unless you wet yourself more than you already have, that is."

	"I'm not a pet! I'm a... fuck..." Angel and the kids all watched K squirming in discomfort as he protested.  They could see it in his posture when he chose to fake it.  So could Mace. "Fine, here, happy?! NOW I HAVE TO PEE!"

	Mace let him put the collar on and snapped a leash onto a ring. "Good doggy.  Nuzzle my groin and I'll take you out."

	K gaped at him stupidly.  He was almost entirely sober after everything that'd happened.  The man that had usurped his family, a family he didn't even want, didn't have the right to treat him as an animal, but his bladder hurt so badly he wanted to do as he was told just to relieve it.

	His eyes followed Mace's hands while the bigger male slipped his heavy sheath out of his pants.  There was no way he could rub his face on that.  No way at all, except he had to go so bad.  How bad could it be just to do that quick and leave later?

	Mace scooted closer so he wouldn't even have to get up.  The couch was low enough he just had to lean forward and it'd be over.  K glared at his wife, at the Mace, then tensed repeatedly trying to control his bladder before giving in and nuzzling the other male's sheath once.  No hands grabbed his head to force him to stay there.  He just rubbed his cheek against the soft musky pouch for an instant and pulled back.

	"I guess that's good enough.  More than I expected on your first night." Mace bound K's hands together in front of him with the belt.  Looked into the man's face, smiled, and unbound them again. "I could leave you like that, helpless at all times and force you to do everything.  I won't.  You're going to be a willing pet.  Once you get used to this arrangement, you're going to be very happy.  And if you try to hurt Angel or the girls, you'll be very Unhappy."

	K staggered up as soon as his feet were untied.  He wasn't thinking about anything but peeing anymore, not even that stupid nonsense his cheating wife's lover had said.  His body jerked toward the bathroom.  The leash jerked him to the back door.  He glared over to Mace, who held the leash in one hand and the bottle with his testicles in the other. 

	The large black wolf shook the bottle. "No, you're going to be peeing outside for the next few days until your body dumps the remaining hormones these let you have."

	Pulling against the leash, K had no choice but to be drug outside.  His thick collar didn't tear and the strong rings held no matter how hard he tugged.  He didn't let embarrassment at pissing outside stop him, though.  His pants dropped faster than when they'd been yanked off  for his castration and he groaned in blissful relief at the gusher over the tree.

	"Dogs look so cute when the mark trees." Angel's voice startled him, but he didn't stop.

	"Neutered pets don't do that, though." Mace grabbed K's hips and aimed him onto the grass instead. "There, that's better."

	Angel turned away at the anger growing again on her mate's face, but she had to keep going. "Shouldn't we name a new pet?"

	"Doggy is a good name." Thorn pat her dad's lower back above his tail as he finished. "Good, Doggy."

	"Thorn I am going to ERK." K fell to the ground after his leash was tugged, grabbing at his suddenly sore neck. "I will!"

	"Lets break in the dog, shall we?" Mace drug him back into the house, making K try to climb to his feet to keep up but ending up on hands and knees instead. "You don't get to threaten them, DOGGY.  You get to be their pet and play with them and do as you are told while you're at home.  I think you'll like your other duty more." The black wolf tugged his pants down and rubbed his sheath until his cock peaked out. "My bitch when your former wife and daughters are busy."

	Angel led the girls in. "Do you have everything you need, Mace, Darling?" Thorn and Mistie stopped next to their new father, watching with their mom as he lubricated his dick. "Here, let me get Doggy's pants down.  Actually, I'll just take them off.  You won't need them in the house, Doggy."

	Anger came back in a flash when his wife called the other male Darling.  It turned to fear when he saw Mace already tensed to deal with him if he tried anything.  K panted hard while he was stripped and resisted snapping at them physically or verbally when the slick moist tip poked under his tail in front of his family.

	Humiliation fully sobered him finally.  Tears streaked down his muzzle from the embarrassment  of being raped by the other male.   There was pain from the unwanted entry, but the bigger wolf went in slowly instead of just jamming it in as he'd expected and the pain was minimal.  Thorn watched with great interest while Mistie just wandered off to her room to do homework.  Angel sat in her tv chair in full view of her former husband.

	It was hard for K.  It didn't get easier after the other man knotted him.  Being tied was worse than just taking Mace's dick.  He was stuck there when Mistie came back out to ask a question.  He was stuck there when Thorn pet him like he really was a dog.  The actual anal penetration didn't feel bad.  He was upset about that.  It made his own cock leak before he was even knotted.  It wasn't good enough to cum from, but it was pleasant enough in its own way.  Had it been willing, he may even have enjoyed it.

	His thoughts were reeling even during the wait to be untied.  When it was over he suffered the indignity of a sponge bath from mace, made worse by Thorn helping.  They were careful around the stitches.  Which drew his attention to what he was missing.  The resentment came back strongly after that and he sulked in the sparse guest room he was put in.   K regretted putting the bars on the window in past years to keep people from sneaking into the rarely used room.

	The day went slowly from there.  He heard his wife laughing.  He heard his daughters being happy.  Everybody was happy at his expense, he knew it.

	They led him out when he was dry and stripped him, further defining his role as a pet.  He refused to do what they said.  Thankfully they didn't beat him for it.  Mace looked like he could and had already shown he would.  His ass still felt weird when he was put to bed.

	Angel and Mace took him out into the yard when the girls were in bed for a talk.  He wasn't happy when he learned he'd still be working the same job as always.  They were going to force him to support them.  A friend had agreed to monitor him at work, too.

	"You can't make me do anything, bitch.  I'm done with you as soon as I leave." He snarled at them. "I'm done with BOTH of you."

	K didn't sleep well that night.  Hearing his pregnant wife having sex nearby didn't help the other racing thoughts.  Mace slipped into the room with him after to let him lick the bitch's pussy off his cock.  K refused, only to have it wiped on his muzzle and another chat about his new role.

	He got to stay home the next few days with a long weekend break.  His daughters were around.  His former wife was around.  That arrogant large wolf was around.  They all gave him plenty of attention and he resisted all of it, except the petting.  The petting was rather nice.

	Mace fucked him in front of them more.  He had sex with them in front of him.  His daughters had him rub their bellies and Mistie and Mace took him for a walk around the back yard.  Everything was very awkward and uncomfortable while he fought them every chance he could.

	The attempts at fighting the other male's dominance faded with his hormones dropping, though the resentment remained.  His anger simmered a while but he couldn't keep it up after a few more days and simply felt numb.  Each time he resisted his family's humiliating tasks or games he hated the looks of disappointment they gave him and K was glad to go to work to be away from them.

	Mace didn't fuck him every day, but when he did, Doggy, as they kept calling him, had to be held in place so he didn't cover his hole.  It felt alright but simply submitting to that act after what happened upset K.  The worst was Thorn, though.

	She watched Mace thrusting into her father's ass most times.  Then, after a week, he woke to find his collar tied to the headboard with his leash and Thorn petting his butt from behind.  She had a fair sized canine sex toy in her hand and an excited look.

	"Huh... What are you doing, Thorn?" K tugged at his leash.

	"Up on all fours, Doggy.  I want a go at mounting you."

	"Thorn, NO."

	She squeezed his butt then rubbed at the mostly healed empty pouch. "I don't like you being so defiant, Doggy... Dad.  It's making all of us upset.  We want to be with you, but with how you acted, this is the only way it'll work."

	Still holding his empty scrotum she rubbed the dildo over her own naked pussy so he could see how wet she was.  Her belly had swollen more, but he still had a good view of her teen vulva.  Thorn rubbed further up between his legs to his stiff dick, letting him realize just how horny the situation was making him.

	"You're a better pet than a father, Dad... Doggy is what you have to be to be happy.  Now lift your tail and get onto all fours."

	K hesitated.  He hated what they'd done but there was a certain relief after the past week.  His hormones had balanced out until he was only thinking about sex a few times an hour instead of constantly.  Angel had spoken with him without the coldness she'd had, even if it was to him as a pet.

	Reluctantly, he pushed himself up as she'd told him, then looked away from her before his tail swished to the side.  He said nothing and stayed quiet when he felt her weight shifting the bed behind him.  Several seconds later, his body jerked forward at the cold semi-stiff tip touched his anus.  She caught his tail base to keep him in place.

	"Relax and enjoy it. I saw how much you liked Mace in you, you're going love being MY bitch, too, Doggy Daddy." Thorn adjusted the belt she'd slipped on and the cock attached to it. "I've always wanted a dick and this one is going to be just right... for now."

	K felt her push it in and didn't know she had put on the strap on until the small knot at the root popped through and he felt her hips flush to his and her belly brush over his tail.  He couldn't resist looking back at her topping him.  She looked so happy doing it he looked away and stared at the headboard while he rocked with her thrusts.

	She went at him for longer than Mace did, using the base of the toy to grind against her clitors until she came twice.  He felt her rub his tip, but she didn't stroke him off each time she did.  His daughter was waiting for something and he realized it was for him to dribble while he was bred when she pushed a sticky palm up to his muzzle.

	"Lick it off, Doggy.  I don't want you to make a mess just because you're enjoying it."

	He hesitated for several seconds, then closed his eyes and did as she told him.  It wasn't pleasant, but it wasn't bad.  The rest of the night shared with her was similar, only more pleasant.

	As time passed, his view of the situation matched his feelings of that night.  His family did want him to be there and he wanted to be with them.  K missed the bitch from work and hoped she missed him, too, but being a bitch for his wife's new lover was tolerable.  The humiliation at some things they made him do gave him a nervous energy that they liked.

	Angel put out a bowl for him on the floor, though she could easily have had him eat at the table like the others.  Mace made him a little house they could put him out in in the yard if he was bad.  That as much as anything helped him behave.  Air conditioning and heating were too much to risk giving up.

	After some months, K surprised Mace as he watched tv.   Angel was outside playing with the girls and he nuzzled into the larger wolf's legs with his tail raised high.  It was a dramatic change from his previous reserved posture.

	Seeing the formerly reluctant pet drop onto all fours just for that nuzzle made Mace smile and pet him lovingly. "Alright, go get the lube and I'll give you a ride."
