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Everything went as normal until Wednesday. Dad and I went to lunch at Joe's Stone Crab. He was always surprised at how little it took to fill me up so instead of us each ordering, he ordered a variety of things and I just tried a little of each. Of course at his size he could eat four or five entrees. We had shrimp cocktail, coconut shrimp, raw oysters and stone crab bisque for appetizers and of course we had their signature stone crab claws as the main course.

As we talked over lunch I brought up "The Filthy Rich". "Hey Dad can Anna Mae and I take "The Filthy Rich" out for the weekend?"

"You don't have to ask me. "The Filthy Rich" is owned by Fürstenberg Industries. It's use is at the complete discretion of the President. Because of the way the paperwork was written up I'd have to ask you for permission to use it. You can use it however you want. Just remember this time that YOU are Vince's boss..." He said with an evil grin.

That gave me some things to ponder...

That night when I was in bed with Anna Mae I asked, "How would you like to spend the weekend out on "The Filthy Rich"?"

"That would be fun but what about Vince?" She asked.

"Well you're already pregnant to him, and I know how great of a lover he is. But I have a plan..." I said. Then I told her my plan.

Friday came and I took off a couple of hours early. Anna Mae and Max had my stuff all packed. We put our overnight bags into the Ferrari and Anna Mae and I hopped in. I peeled rubber on the pavement as I turned onto the street. On the drive over to the harbor we fine tuned our plan.

One of the crew came out to the car to get our overnight bags and carried them on as he led us up the gangway. At the top of the gangway was the Captain. He had an ear to ear grin on his muzzle and an obvious tent in his uniform. He was sure that he was going to be getting some prime purebred pussy tonight. And he was but with a little twist.

He shook my paw and kissed Anna Mae's paw as we reached him. "Why don't you two go up on the top deck and relax. I'll have one of the crew come up and see what you need while I get us out of the harbor then I'll come up and work out a weekend itinerary with you." He suggested.

"Can you send Tom up to take care of us?" I asked.

"Who Ethan?" He asked a bit confused.

"Tom. You know. Max's replacement." I replied.

"Oh you mean..." He stopped dead in his tracks. I knew the next words to come out of his mouth would have been "the galley Mutt" but he caught himself just in time.

"Yes the "galley Mutt". Don't be worried, I won't be offended by the sight of a mutt working on my yacht." He raised an eyebrow when I said "my yacht", he obviously didn't realize the exact wording about who "owned" "The Filthy Rich". Which was just fine with me.

He turned and left as Anna Mae and I climbed to the very top deck. We sat on the comfortable couch on the viewing deck. The yacht was backing out of the dock and then turned into the channel to slowly work it's way through the wake free zone of the harbor.

When we were half way out of the harbor Tom came up onto the top deck. He looked as nervous as a long tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs. "The Captain sent me up here to see you Sir." It almost seemed that he was prepared to drop to his knees in front of me. It also seemed like he was worried that he did something wrong.

"Relax Tom. I just wanted to see how you were doing and have you wait on us." I said.

"But Sir... I'm not supposed to be seen by anybody. The Captain made that very clear when he hired me Sir."

"We'll talk about that in a moment. Do you like your job here?" I asked.

"Of course Sir! It's a better job than most of us Mutts can ever hope to obtain. That's why I don't want to do anything to lose it." He replied. It seemed that he was almost to the point of tears.

"Don't worry Tom. I don't think you'll get fired for responding to the boss's request." He looked at me like I had three eyes. "I'm the owner of "The Filthy Rich" now. According to the contract the "President of Fürstenberg Industries" owns the yacht."

He was silent for a moment, then he spoke again. "Sir I've never served any of the guests before. You might be better off if I sent someone else up to take care of you."

"That's silly. A mutt can do anything a purebred can do. Bring me a snifter of our best cognac. Anna Mae what do you want to drink?" I asked.

"I'm pregnant so I shouldn't have alcohol. Why don't you bring me up a virgin pina colada. And how about a platter of nachos too?" She replied.

"That sounds good." I said and Tom almost ran down to the galley with our order.

I leaned against Anna Mae while we waited. I only came up to her shoulder, but she put her arm around me and held me close. It was just like our honeymoon, right before everything started to go wrong. But this time would be different...

It wasn't quite sunset yet but the sun was on its downward arc and was picking up speed. The colors were already starting to deepen, just the faintest touch of orange near the horizon. We didn't bother talking, we just held each other and relaxed as we held each other.

It didn't take long for Tom to return with a pitcher of virgin pina coladas and a glass for Anna Mae and a brandy snifter and a bottle of Hine Triomphe Cognac for me. He poured Anna Mae's drink first then opened the bottle of cognac and poured me a couple fingers in the snifter. I only wanted a little this evening to take the edge off of the day for me. I wanted to be sober for tonight's festivities.

Tom didn't wait around, he headed down to the kitchen to bring up the nachos when they were ready. You would think that the service in the kitchen would be fast on a private yacht, especially when the owner was aboard but that wasn't the case. Everything was made to order so it wasn't especially quick, but the quality was exquisite. Even something as simple as a platter of nachos was done to perfection.

Which was fine with me. We were in no hurry and weren't famished since we'd grabbed a couple of burgers on the way to take the edge off of our appetites. The gentle slap, slap, slap of the swells against the gunwales was almost imperceptible but relaxing sensation. Anna and I were much more comfortable with each other and confident in our relationship compared to on our honeymoon. I'd regained her respect since then and I was planning on increasing that tonight.

Tom came back up with a covered silver platter balanced on his right paw and a portable table in his left paw. He opened up the table with the help of one of his feet and set the platter on it. Then he pulled the lid off of it. The inside was piled high with nachos, but off to one side was a couple of plates and silverware for two.

"Do you want me to serve them Sir?" He asked uncertainly.

"No Tom. We can fill our own plates the way we like them. But I would like a corona with a lime." I replied. I know it's kind of cliched and not at all high class but a corona with a lime is still one of the best things to drink with nachos in my opinion.

"Yes Sir!" He said and hurried away to get me the beer.

To my surprise it wasn't Tom that brought my beer up, it was Vince. He'd gotten us out into open water and turned the helm over to the first mate. He handed me the beer and then asked. "So where do you want to go?"

"I don't really care. Take us some place that's secluded and where we can snorkel and fish. We only have a couple of days not all week like last time."

"I know of some tiny uninhabited islands that we can visit that aren't too far away. Some of them have wrecks near them that have good fishing." The whole time he was talking you could see his huge erection tenting his crisply pressed uniform, the only thing on him that was not in perfect military order. "I'll let the two of you have some time to yourselves... Until it's time to turn in..." He added with a leer as he turned to leave.

Anna Mae and I relaxed and watched the sunset. We were ready to turn in at about 9:30 PM. I'd not had any alcohol since the corona that I'd had at about six PM with our nachos, so I was pretty much stone cold sober. Something that I'd not been the whole week of our honeymoon.

We made our way toward the Master cabin. I'm sure Vince had had one of the crew keeping an eye on us to inform him when we were heading to bed. He didn't knock until he'd given us time to settle in. There was no hurry on his part this time. It didn't really make a difference if I got to her first tonight, his pups were already safely in her womb. Tonight was just for fun.

We were both changed into our evening clothes, Anna Mae in a black silk teddy and I was in a blue silk robe, when we heard Vince's huge paw make a solid knock on the door. He knew that we weren't going to turn him away, so he wasn't at all surprised when I answered, "Come on in Vince."

He strode in in his Captain's Uniform, the epitome of studliness. The creases in his uniform looked sharp enough to cut yourself on, and while it was draped over that sexy body it was enough to make any strong dog or bitch weak in the knees. The only thing that looked un-military was the tent in his groin. His little sailor was standing up and saluting, well I should say his not-so-little sailor.

Anna Mae and I both walked over to him and started to undress him. Anna Mae took off his jacket and shirt while I worked on the lower half, since I was quite a bit closer to the ground. Anna Mae had the top half uncovered faster than I managed since she only had the jacket, tie and shirt to remove.

I had to take his shoes off along with his socks, trousers and boxers. I knelt down to untie his dress shoes. They were so highly polished I could see my reflection in them like in a mirror. They were so big I could have fit both of my feet in them with room to spare. He picked his feet up one at a time so I could skin the socks off of his huge feet. He was one of the dogs that plainly lived up to the old adage of "big paws mean a big cock". He had both in spades.

By this time Anna Mae had his upper body stripped and was caressing his bulging pectorals. They stuck out almost like tits but they would never need a bra. They were rock hard like the rest of his body. He'd already reached in and started mauling her huge tits. As I said before, physically they were made for each other.

I'd finally gotten his belt loosened and his trousers unbuttoned and let them slide down his large muscular thighs. He stepped out of them. I picked them up and draped them across the back of the chair. I grabbed the elastic of his boxers and pulled them out and down, freeing the "Kraken". It was still the most impressive example of doghood I'd ever seen. It reminded me that it and it's two accomplices hanging down from it were responsible for the current condition of my wife. It was almost hard to begrudge him the honor, something that impressive should be reproducing itself.

I slid the boxers down over his thighs and gravity did the rest. He stepped out of them with his left paw and with his right paw kicked them over into the corner. I moved over against him, leaning my body against his and Anna Mae's. I put my left arm around his body and supported his balls and cock in my right palm. Not that they would completely fit in my palm.

"Well this time you're here of your own volition. We can have a little more fun this way..." He said with a leer. He crawled between my legs and I thought he was going to try to fuck my ass which wasn't in my plans at all.

But my concern was misplaced. I guess he took Dad's order as a permanent one. He hovered over me and settled on top of me with his ginormous dick resting on top of my minuscule four inch puppy cock. The juxtaposition was stark to the point of embarrassing. And in the past I would have let it bother me but after my experience dominating much larger dogs it didn't faze me at all. In fact it was really hot. Feeling that throbbing python of love pressing against my own pulsating doghood had my pulse quickening. His huge low hanging balls were draped over my own little marbles as he rested the base of his cock against the base of mine. He was two and a half times longer than I was. Which made what I had planned even sweeter...

He wrapped his massive paw around both of our cocks, holding them together. Of course mine was completely engulfed by his catcher mitt sized paw. He started to thrust his cock against mine, gazing down at me with that cocksure sneer which was a huge part of his persona.

After a few thrusts his piss slit started to ooze precum freely. He coated his palm with it and used it as lube. Then to my surprise he rolled us over until I was on top. "It's about time that you did some of the work." He said with a chuckle.

I didn't hesitate. I started to pick up the pace, thrusting fervently against the underside of his huge doghood. From the standpoint of just pure eroticism it was even better than fucking someone, either vaginally or up the ass. Two dogs reveling in each others masculinity, no need for dominance or thought of reproduction, just the pure lust of taking joy from each others maleness.

To my shock I could feel him getting close to the edge from my thrusting. My knot was expanding and I could feel his expanding beneath mine. I knew I wouldn't last much longer. Then he exploded, his load pulsing through his cock immediately triggered me. My load spurted out all over the underside of his boner while his soaked his belly fur.

To my surprise he let go of our cocks and wrapped his arms around me and held me close while he thrust upward, grinding his cock firmly against mine. It was so fucking intense. We were straining against each other, each of us cumming and reveling in the fact that the other was cumming also.

Anna Mae was sitting on the bed beside us rubbing herself as we worked our way through our climax. She seemed to be enjoying it almost as much as we were.

We both lay there spent, our bellies starting to stick together as our seed started to coagulate. After a few minutes we caught our breath. I levered myself up from Vince's body and gazed down at it. With the pressure of my body no longer stimulating his knot he started to deflate. But the puddle of cum on his belly looked tasty and I bent over to see if it tasted as good as it looked.

I wasn't disappointed. It was delicious even if it did have the bitter overtones of dominance pheromones laced through it. Of course the little bit of seed that I'd shot onto him was commingled with his huge load. But I didn't taste any of the sweetness of submissive pheromones in it. I wondered if he would notice, and if he did would it ruin my plans.

Once I finished licking him clean I rolled over onto my back. And to my surprise he returned the favor. Although I guess I shouldn't have been surprised after all of my dealings with dominant Alpha type dogs. All of them I'd encountered had been very highly sexed and despite the fact that they tended to prefer the dominant positions most of them enjoyed sucking off their subs and enjoyed the reward.

I felt his huge wide hot tongue flash out and run up my belly. It didn't seem that he noticed that I wasn't secreting submissive pheromones like on the honeymoon. Maybe most dogs just didn't think as analytically as I tended to. It only took a few licks on my belly to get what little was on me cleaned up. Then I felt his tongue lapping at my flaccid cock and my spent gonads. It completely engulfed them, given their minuscule size I didn't find it surprising.

Anna Mae crawled between us eager to get affection from the both of us. That got us both interested again, her towering Teutonic tits were a beacon to both of us. Each of us took one of them into our muzzles. I could only get one of her huge areolas into my tiny muzzle while Vince was able to get just about her whole tit into his massive muzzle. He worked that huge tongue around her whole tit.

I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye and I saw Vince's huge paw work it's way down the center of her body. When he reached her twat he ran that huge middle finger up and down her honeypot concentrating on her clit. He then slipped it in and ran it up and down the roof of her vagina searching for her G spot. After about thirty seconds it was obvious that he'd been successful. She was rapidly shooting toward an orgasm.

I gently bit down on the nipple in my muzzle and that sent her right over the edge. Her twat clamped down on his massive middle finger as she came violently. Vince and I caught each other's gaze and he winked at me. He was definitely a cocky bastard but I guess he had every reason to be.

But by now Vince was ready for action again. He took charge and without even talking positioned me on my back and had Anna Mae straddling my head in a sixty-nine position. I lifted my head and started licking her sweet slit. With each lick my tongue ran across her clit that was sticking out like a little bullet.

But soon Vince had positioned himself behind her. He was already rock hard and leaking and he crawled into place. In fact as he positioned himself some of his pre dropped onto my chin. I reached up and grabbed the base of his cock, guiding it to my muzzle. He thrust it a few times into my muzzle before I pulled it out and ran the bloated head of his cock up and down Anna Mae's slit.

"Damn It! Just Put It In!" Anna Mae cried out.

I complied and guided the head of it into her vagina. I had a close up view as I watched that huge fat cock slowly work it's way into her. I moved my muzzle up so I could lick her clit as he continued to impale her on that huge weapon. I watched as the last few inches were penetrating her and those huge low hanging balls cut off my view before they thudded against the top of my muzzle.

As he bottomed out he ground his pelvis against hers and she cried out in the first of what would be many orgasms. When it came to satisfying bitches Vince was an expert cocksman.

He started his thrusting slowly. Even though Anna Mae had been fucked by his huge bitch sticker many times during our honeymoon it had been several weeks since then and she'd tightened up quite a bit since then. It took several long slow thrusts into her twat before she was loose enough to take it without at least a little discomfort. But it wasn't long before he was really laying the wood to her and she was thrusting back just as fervently. I was still licking her clit and the top of my muzzle was taking a severe pounding from those huge balls slapping into it. But in a strange way just the thought of them smacking against me was highly stimulating.

He pulled out and rolled her onto her back. He put her knees over his broad shoulders and plowed into her again. He could get so much deeper into her in this position. I could tell that he wanted to renew his "ownership" of her and but it was fitting right into my plans.

He was hammering away at her. Those massive low hanging balls that had already impregnated her were ready to drop another huge load into her eager womb. "Are you ready for me to give our pups a bath?" He asked her with his deep barklike laugh.

"God Yes Vince!" She cried out as she went into another orgasm.

He interlocked his fingers with hers and raised her arms high over her head, pinning them to the mattress. He raised his body up so he could watch himself driving that massive member into her eager sopping slit. He had a huge grin on his muzzle. It was obvious of how proud he was of his endowment and his sexual expertise. His tail was lifted high into the air. Not only did it expose his nads, but also his tight little pucker that to the best of my knowledge had only ever been violated by Dad.

By now her head was thrashing side to side as she rode out another huge orgasm. From my ringside seat I was able to see the faintest beginnings of a knot starting to develop at the base of Vince's wrist thick cock. He didn't wait at all. He started to jam it into her with the short sharp thrusts that all studs resort to when they knot their partner. I was much more used to all of this at this point.

I could see her vulva being distended as his knot grew to massive proportions inside her. His nuts finally jerked up and he started to shoot his massive load deep inside her. Deeper than I would ever be able to manage. Then he collapsed on top of her, the two of them a heap of heaving orgasmic bliss. I could see his huge gonads jump each time he pumped another shot of his rich semen deep into her.

I walked over to where I'd thrown my robe over the chair and pulled something out of the pocket. Then I walked back over to the bed. Anna Mae and Vince still had their fingers intertwined and Anna Mae now moved their paws so they were together behind Vince's back.

Before he even had a chance to think I had the pawcuffs locked on him.

Anna Mae locked her arms around him in a tight hug encircling his chest holding him against her. With his cock locked in her tight little twat and his paws cuffed behind his back he was completely immobilized.

"HEY!!! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON!!!" He cried out in surprise and anger.

I didn't answer. I just crawled up behind him and jammed my little boner into his tight ass.

"FUCK!!! COULDN'T YOU HAVE AT LEAST LUBED IT UP FIRST? LET ME GO. I'LL HAVE YOUR FUCKING LITTLE BALLS FOR THIS!!!"

I maintained my silence but just started thrusting into his tight little pucker aiming right at his prostate. After a half a dozen thrusts I could feel his body start to respond. His sphincter clenched down on my cock the next time I jammed into him. It was at that point I was sure he was mine.

I slammed it in half a dozen more times and I could feel him start to cum hard again. "How... are you... doing that... Ethan?" He panted out in time with the spurting of his cum.

I didn't say a word, I just continued to pound away at his prostate. After several weeks of taming big purebreds I knew just what I was doing. I looked over his shoulder and I could see Anna Mae looking up at me with a big grin on her muzzle, then she winked at me. Our plan was working to perfection.

I was starting to knot up so I picked up the pace. Vince was cumming so hard he was having a hard time catching his breath. "Well are you ready to become my subby little bitch?"

"What the... fuck are... you talking... about?"

"I'm getting ready to tie with you and mark you as my bitch." I said matter-of-factly.

"Don't... You... Fucking... Dare..."

"Fuck Yeah!" I cried out as I slammed in one last time and ground my little cock directly into the side of his prostate making him howl out in pleasure. My knot locked in his tight sphincter... My balls drew up... And my Mutt cum jetted into his most private place.

"That's it pup. How's it feel to be my newest subby little bitch?" I asked as I reached down and fondled his huge balls that were still pumping out huge jets of cum.

"You'll pay for this Ethan. You just wait until I get out of this." He said, a vindictive edge in his voice.

"Is that any way to talk to your boss?" I asked, a bit of a chuckle in my voice as I got ready to spring the final touch of my trap.

"Mr. Fürstenberg is my boss. He owns this boat and I answer to the owner of "The Filthy Rich" and no one else.

"Dad used to own it, but not any longer. According to the charter of this yacht it is owned by whoever is the current President of Fürstenberg Industries. Which makes me the current owner. And which makes me the owner of these." I said as I fondled his balls again.

I gave a couple of hard thrusts into the side of his prostate which made him howl out in pleasure again in spite of his futile attempts to resist. I could just start to smell the submissive pheromones starting to emanate from my latest conquest.

As I gazed down at Anna Mae it was obvious that her respect for me had grown by leaps and bounds. Anna Mae tried to wink at me again but the chain reaction of me cumming, making Vince cum again had triggered another intense orgasm by her.

After laying there in a spasming dogpile Vince finally found his voice. "Fuck Ethan, I didn't realize that you had it in you. I've never cum so hard in my life."

"It's not Ethan anymore, it's SIR to you. Do you understand?" I asked as I jackrabbited four quick short thrusts into his prostate making him cum again.

"YES SIR!!!" He cried out as he shot a fresh load and clamped down hard on the base of my knot.

"There's no reason that the three of us can't have fun as long as you understand who is the Alpha here. Do you understand Pup?" I asked in as condescending a tone as I could manage.

"Yes Sir. Given the situation I can't possibly argue it. Besides I'm gonna want to feel like this as often as I can. I still don't know how you did it but you've forced every last drop of cum out of my balls Sir."

"Well maybe I'll have to keep fucking you until you figure it out." I said with a chuckle.

"I think I'm gonna want to keep it up even if I figure it out."

And with that we all rode out the rest of our orgasm. But all I could think about was how good it was to be The Alpha...