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Balto grimaced. What a day for a trip! He could smell the beginnings of Jenna's second heat. She wasn't there yet, and the scent wasn't overwhelming his mind, but his upcoming trip to Elim would take long enough for her to get there. Her owners would surely put her in that kennel again. They didn't know it wasn't sturdy enough to keep the most determined visitors out. Instead, it just served to lock his lover inside, with no escape.

He had hoped to get an early start inside of Jenna the night before, but she had come back well after the sun fell. She'd never been gone so long, and when she got back, she ignored his advances and went to sleep. She had seemed exhausted, but she wouldn't say what had happened. He hoped she hadn't met anything dangerous in the woods.

He didn't know what he was going to do, so he got up early and began scouring the small town for any sign of Steele. Balto would tear him apart, if he could find him. But he had tried many times since the big black malamute had raped Jenna, and he was not easy to track down. Even Kaltag, Nikki, and Star hadn't seen him, and he trusted them after he had led their sled, and the anti-toxin, to Nome. He didn't believe for a second that the evil canine had left the small city. He could still smell traces of his scent all around.

Balto thought about asking Jenna to leave town for the time, but ultimately that idea was worthless. Her owners would be outraged, and she'd have no way to get food for three days. And the forest wasn't much safer for a bitch in heat; she could come across a pack of wolves, and Balto didn't even want to think about that. But if he didn't do something, he was sure that Steele would seek her out again and rape her. And this time Balto wouldn't be around to mate her again so that his seed could compete with Steele's.

He continued to patrol the city, frustrated, but decided to check out the abandoned saw mill at the edge of town. He walked past a number of abandoned buildings, and he could smell Steele's scent lingering in the air. There were too many to check quickly, but if Steele was here, he would find him. He put his nose to the ground and inhaled deeply, trying to summon his wolf instincts to track the malamute.

He felt like he could almost smell Jenna's scent too, picking out a stale thread among the many odors in the mill. Balto must really be fixated to be so far from Jenna but still smell her so clearly. He began following the trail, trying to ignore the misleading scent of Jenna and concentrate on Steele, but in the end, the two trails appeared to travel in the same direction. He was making good time when his pursuit suddenly ended. There, in front of him, was Steele!

Balto crouched, growling, the hair on his neck bristling. He didn't like the expression on Steele's face - he stood confidently, smirking at the wolfdog. Balto held back his attack, though there was nothing he wanted more than to tear into him. It would be an even fight, except that Balto had rage and determination on his side. But Steele wouldn't be this confident without a reason. Balto glanced to his sides, and noticed the three huskies. Kaltag, Nikki and Star, the big husky on his left and the other two to his right. He looked over his shoulder, but the path home was clear. At least he could still run.

Steele said, "Balto! I was just going to find you, what a coincidence!"

"You'll pay for what you did to Jenna, Steele," he growled. He looked again at the three huskies, who laughed mockingly at him. No wonder they had never told him where Steele was, they were working for him again. How they could do that when Steele had betrayed them all, and the town of Nome, Balto couldn't understand. He liked nothing about the malamute, but somehow he seemed to hold sway over many of the dogs in Nome. He and Jenna would have to warn their pups about him.

Steele said, "It's not my fault; she was asking for it, I assure you."

Balto growled, resisting again the urge to tackle Steele.

The malamute continued, "I have a feeling that you are here to talk to me about the very same thing for which I have left to talk to you. Jenna is coming into heat."

Balto narrowed his eyes, "How do you know that?"

Star began giggling maniacally, as Steele said, "I have many friends in this town; one of them told me. They also told me that you are leaving for Elim this afternoon."

Balto barked, showing his teeth, "You leave her alone!"

Steele says, "Of course I will, Balto. But sometimes...the scent just gets to me and I cannot help myself. Surely you understand."

"Jenna wants nothing to do with you," he snapped, causing the three huskies to loll their tongues in amusement. "If you touch her, I will..."

Steele interrupted Balto's empty threats saying, "There is something you can do, and then I will promise not to do anything to Jenna for the entire three days."

Balto thrashed his tail, his ears laid back, "Why should I believe anything you say?"

Laughter met his words, echoing around the millyard. Steele grinned and said, "Right you are, Balto. Normally I would be more than willing to go back on my word. But you're in a tight spot. I can't promise you all three days, but I swear on my parents' graves that I will give you two days and two nights."

Balto said, "That's not enough time to matter! Elim will take three days."

Steele says, "That's precisely why I can promise those first two days, Balto. Think of it as encouragement to hurry."

Recognizing the futility of the promise, Balto suspected the malamute might well keep his word. He wondered if he could make the trek to Elim in two days. His team was strong and loyal. But what really made up his mind, at least to entertain this supposed deal, was that he simply had no choice. If he could get Steele to wait even two days, that was one less day that he would be in the kennel with Jenna. He said, tentatively, "What would I have to do?"

Steele took a single step forward, to the side, showing off his luxurious coat. He said, "I have such an appetite, you know, Balto. It's not that I need some sort of payment to avoid Jenna, it's just that if my desires go unsated, I don't know if I could control myself, knowing that Jenna is waiting in heat. But if you were to...help satisfy me, I'm sure I could manage to hold on for two days."

Balto blinked, his eyes wide. What was Steele suggesting? He decided to be direct, "What are you saying?"

Steele said, "If you were to be my bitch, for just this afternoon, I wouldn't need to seek another bitch, with a much more fertile womb." His lackeys erupted in derisive laughter, and Balto's face was flush.

"Impossible, Steele. I would never do that. There must be something else."

"I can already smell her on the wind, Balto," Steele grinned, "It's taken me such resolve to hold back this long."

Balto looked away, contemplation showing on through his golden eyes. Would Steele keep his word? Would Balto be willing to, God forbid, submit to Steele, even if he would keep his word? He looked over at Steele, mentally shuddering at the thought of doing anything for that monster. He looked into Steele's sneering face, trying to read him. Balto thought about whether it would be worth it, if Steele kept his word. He pictured himself with Steele. If he knew the malamute like he thought he did, Balto would have do unspeakable things until he lay humiliated in front of the four dogs. He would never allow that to happen. But then he thought about Jenna, trapped and in heat in her kennel, her "protector" having left her to her unenviable fate. He pictured Steele on her, forcing himself onto her and giving her a belly-full of puppies. Some protector Balto was, he had already watched helplessly the first time, and he knew in his heart that most of her puppies weren't his. He didn't think Jenna could bear to have to give birth to another, complete batch of this monster's offspring. Two days. He could push his team hard and make it, he was sure. And if he didn't make it back in time, at least it would limit the horror she would face. He had failed her once already, he owed her that much. As much as he hated what he was about to do, she was worth it.

He lifted his head defiantly glaring at Steele and demanded, "Two days."

Steele was taken aback, apparently not having expected this answer. Typical, the way he thought, he would never believe that someone would sacrifice so much for another. Blinking, the black dog agreed, "Two days, I swear it."

Balto nodded. He could tell the malamute meant it. He took a deep breath, tucking his tail between his legs and letting his ears droop. He said, "Alright, I will do it."

The three huskies' jaws dropped, and Steele said, "Then obey me, bitch. Come."

The wolfdog nodded slowly, mournfully. He walked slowly forward, forcing his feet to take each single step. His entire body was repulsed, but he had to do this, for Jenna. He knew it would be even worse for her to have to mate this monster than it would be for him. He knew how much she hated Steele; she would never recover. Step by step he approached the seated Steele, who grinned patiently. The black dog pointed with his paw toward his crotch, and Balto saw the beast's red tip peeking out from his sheath. Steele commanded, "Suck it."

Balto forged forward, trying to ignore the eyes of his audience on this disgrace. Soon he sat in front of Steele, a good foot shorter than the mammoth malamute. Balto moved when Steele growled impatiently, lowering his head and shuddering as he opened his mouth. It seemed like an eternity to Balto as he descended, his tongue drooping from his muzzle, three inches from the pointed tip just poking out of Steele's white sheath. Two inches. One. Balto barely resisted the urge to gag as his tongue gently kissed the glistening, red organ. Closing his eyes, he tried to think of the girl he was protecting, but it was no use. Knowing what he had to do, he wrapped his black lips around Steele's sheath and began running his tongue along its length.

Steele let out a deep breath like he had been holding it, and he put a hand on the back of Balto's head, keeping him down. Steele said condescendingly, "Good girl."

It stung, but Balto ignored it, focusing on his tongue. He wrapped it around the growing cock. It was swelling rapidly under his dutiful licks, beginning to fill the wolfdog's muzzle. His eyes watched as the bulge in Steele's sheath began getting larger, emerging into the cool air. Further down, he could see the beginning of Steele's knot. He knew intimately how large Steele was, having watched helplessly a few feet from where the big black dog had penetrated Jenna. He doubted he could fit the entire thing in his mouth, but he would soon find out.

Steele placed both paws on Balto's head, holding himself upright. He pushed Balto further down onto his cock, moaning in pleasure as his engorged erection reached its full size, emerging entirely from his sheath. Balto now had Steele's entire length within his mouth, excluding the four-inch knot. "That's it, Balto," he said, "coat the entire thing, or you'll wish you had when I ram it under your tail." Balto shivered, realizing Steele's full intentions. There was nothing he could do about it. This was the only way he could save Jenna. He began drooling, trying to slick the massive cock up in spit, so that Balto wouldn't be cleaved apart when Steele claimed his tail-hole.

Balto gasped when Steele began to slowly thrust into his mouth, treating his muzzle as if it were a bitch's hind-quarters. The malamute rammed his knot against Balto's nose repeatedly as he humped Balto's face, and Balto had to resist the urge to gag when Steele's tip reached deep into the back of his muzzle. Worse, he could taste the familiar flavor of Steele's pre-cum on the back of his tongue. He remembered well when he had cleaned Jenna up after she lost her virginity to this beast. They had both ended the night with a pint of Steele's seed in their bellies.

The rate of the thrusts increased as Steele began to lose control. Balto guessed that Steele was taking special pleasure in humiliating his rival. The black-furred canine said, "A good bitch will drink as much as she can, understand?"

Balto nodded, causing Steele to moan as his cock was manipulated roughly. This sent Steele into a series of rampant thrusts, his knot pounding against Balto's jaw, spreading his mouth apart. The back of his throat tickled as Steele's length brushed up against the back of his throat. Balto whimpered submissively, holding his ground against Steele's humping. He had given his word to be Steele's bitch, and if he couldn't keep his own promise, how could he expect Steele to keep his?

Steele growled, "Open up!"

Balto's eyes widened, but he did as he was told, dropping his jaw. He ached from the stretch, but he managed to open his mouth wide enough so that Steele's next thrust sent his huge knot into Balto's muzzle. The wolfdog almost coughed as Steele's massive organ pressed firmly up against the entrance to his throat, and there was nothing for him to do but relax his throat and take him. Balto wasn't sure he could stretch his jaw far enough to remove the malamutes knot anymore, certainly not without Steele's help. He was stuck until the big, black dog was done with him.

Steele was now crouching forward, his heavy forepaws resting on Balto's back, taking short, firm thrusts into Balto's wet, waiting throat. Balto struggled not to accidentally nip the big dog, and quickly learned how to avoid his violated throat's gag reflex. He had never been so humiliated, and he felt dirty sucking on the glistening, red organ of the dog he hated most in the world. If he bit down, he might be able to save Jenna any trouble for the rest of Steele's life, but he knew that Steele and the others would kill him without thinking twice. It would almost be worth it, he thought. Instead, he engulfed the massive cock in his wet tongue, rubbing it gently.

Steele's violent thrusts were quickly speeding up, and Balto could feel semen sliding down his throat into his stomach, just a precursor to what was about to come. Balto's jaw ached, but he stayed put, bobbing his head for Steele's benefit. He could hear Steele's panting whimpers as the big dog fucked Balto's throat, each short push sending Steele's mammoth orbs into Balto's chin. Balto extended his tongue so that the white-furred balls met soft, wet, pink flesh.

Suddenly, with one barked command as warning, the cock between Balto's lips began to pulse, spurting straight down Balto's throat. "Take it all!" the malamute yelled. Balto could hardly believe the river of cum pouring into his stomach, barely able to taste it before it went on its way. It was as if Steele had been saving this load for months, just for Balto's muzzle. There was nothing he could do but stay put, holding his breath and gulping up the copious ejaculations. Balto could feel his stomach expanding from the sheer volume, and had to resist the urge to retch. He reflexively tried to close his throat, but Steele's cock was in the way. He stood there beneath the malamute, shivering from his growing lack of oxygen.

He could feel Steele's balls quivering on his tongue, sending wave after wave into Balto. Finally, the wolfdog's stomach was full, and the semen backed up, quickly filling his esophagus and spilling out into his mouth with each ejaculation. Steele's seed spilled down Balto's tongue, overwhelming the grey canine with its salty taste. Finally, it began spilling out of his mouth with full force, splattering Steele's genitals, thighs, and tail. Steele gave one final, massive thrust and howled, his last wave exploding out of Balto's mouth. The wolfdog's chin and jaw were thoroughly coated.

Steele shuddered as he pulled back, finally far enough so that Balto could close his abused throat, and resume breathing. He panted desperately, while Steele did the same. Balto felt something wet on the back of his head, and realized the malamute was drooling on him. He was still full of Steele's cock, and would have to wait some time before the knot subsided enough. Steele said, "Your muzzle's better than most bitches' cunts...I can't wait to fuck you."

Balto glanced to the side and saw the three huskies, watching him submit to Steele with big grins on their faces. They were also aroused, just watching the two. Steele pulled out suddenly, forcing Balto's jaws apart until he yipped in pain. But it was a relief to finally have his mouth free again. He quickly swallowed the cum on his tongue, and licked his own face clean. Meanwhile, the malamute lay down on his back, spreading his muscular legs and wagging his tail. Balto raised an eyebrow.

Steele said, "You didn't drink it all, bitch."

Balto was indignant, "I couldn't!"

Shrugging, Steele said, "You have some cleaning up to do," waving his paw at his crotch. Steele's softening cock, balls, and tail were coated. "Get to work."

Balto gasped, "I can't, not yet. My stomach's completely full!"

Steele said, "You'd better make room."

With determined resolve, Balto walked up to Steele, lowering his muzzle to the cock that had so recently violated him. He took an experimental lick along the length of Steele's dick, swallowing a small amount of semen. His stomach churned with displeasure, but it stayed down. He hoped he was digesting overtime. Steele just looked up at him grinning as Balto obediently began to lick him, eventually reaching Steele's saturated scrotum. Steele smirked and said, "Be gentle."

Balto carefully ran his tongue around the sensitive orbs, drawing the white fluids into his mouth. He forced himself to swallow it, his stomach already bloated full of cum. He hadn't even eaten anything earlier that day. When he finished with that, all that was left was the black dog's tail. He began at the base of his tail, working his way up to Steele's anus. Squeezing his eyes shut, he quickly took two licks of the malamute's tail hole, cleaning him.

Growling, Steele said, "I think it needs a bit more cleaning than that."

Balto's jaw dropped, looking at Steele's pucker. There was no evidence of remaining semen. Still, his rival said, "I'll tell you when you're done, girl."

Balto hesitated, looking left and right at the huskies who were barely holding back their laughter. Balto turned back to Steele, took a deep breath, and got to work, slathering Steele's tail hole. Steele moaned, his cock quivering a bit with renewed life. Balto couldn't believe what he was doing, but he reminded himself that it was for Jenna. If he didn't do this, Jenna would have to. He didn't slow his pace, rimming the big, black dog, his cold nose pressing up against Steele's furred taint.

Amazingly, Steele's erection grew to full strength under Balto's dutiful licks. After releasing so much, Steele should have been completely spent. Balto had hoped he would be, anyway. Balto continued to clean the moaning malamute, though there was very little to swallow. Steele panted, "Deeper!"

Balto couldn't believe his ears, which drooped. He hadn't signed up for this! Of course, he actually had agreed to this, and the honest wolfdog did as he was told. Planting his teeth harmlessly against Steele's pucker, and shoved his tongue hard against Steele. The malamute relaxed himself, and Balto's tongue plunged inside of him. Steele shivered and said, "Oh, yes, that's it, Balto. Don't stop."

Balto tried to imagine himself elsewhere, but every thrust of his tongue brought him back to reality. His tongue was deep within Steele's warm passage, coating him with saliva, while the black and white tail wagged against Balto's neck. He wondered when the malamute would tire of this, and was amazed that a full three minutes passed before Steele said, "That's enough. It's time for me to sample that petite, little ass of yours."

Balto didn't hesitate to pull out of Steele, humiliated. Steele began to stand, and Balto gulped, knowing what was next. He hesitated only a moment, before turning away from Steele and lifting his tail.

Steele laughed and said, "Eager, are we? Not yet, Balto, I don't want to split you in half. You need some preparation to take me. Kaltag! Nikki! Star!"

The three huskies responded immediately, moving over to Balto. Steele said, "Drop, Balto, but leave that beautiful ass in the air."

Balto looked at Steele questioningly, and said, "My deal was with you, not them."

Steele chuckled, "I wouldn't dream of letting them fuck you before I do. And you're right, of course, you don't have to take them unless you want to."

Balto narrowed his eyes at the implication, but lowered himself to the ground, leaving his hind legs straight and his tail waving in the cold air. Steele said, "You three, lubricate her."

Nikki said, "But, boss!"

Steele growled, and that ended the argument. The three huskies moved up behind Balto, and he could feel their hot breath against his tail hole. He yelped at their first licks, feeling their tongues on his anus. He was dimly aware of Steele pacing around Balto, watching him. The three huskies bunched up under his tail, all three of their tongues pushing against him simultaneously. Balto reflexively tightened, keeping them out and whimpering. How could this be happening to him?

"Relax. If you don't let them in, when I force myself in there, you may not survive."

Balto swallowed again, and forced himself to relax. Suddenly two to three tongues pushed into him, and Balto moaned. As soon as one tongue left, another replaced it, thoroughly filling his tight, virgin entrance. Warm saliva began to fill him, sliding down his rectum, and preparing the way for deeper thrusts from the three huskies' tongues. Balto was amazed at the sensation; it felt so good! He had no trouble staying relaxed as their wet flesh invaded him. He closed his eyes and moaned, his tail wagging.

Steele said, "Such an eager little bitch." Balto's eyes snapped open, and he saw Steele standing over him, mockingly. Balto looked back, and saw that his red erection was peeking out of his sheath, and he had been thrusting his hips against the invasive tongues. Nikki and Kaltag took over his ass, leaving Star with nothing to do, so the striped husky began gently cupping Balto's balls with his tongue. Balto moaned, his tongue lolling out in pleasure at all the attention. As humiliating as it all was, his body couldn't ignore the amazing sensations overwhelming his rump.

Watching until Balto's cock grew to its full length, Steele finally said, "That's enough. It's time. Ready for a good fucking, Balto?"

Balto looked nervously up at Steele as the three huskies backed up. Steele paced around the wolfdog until he stood behind. Balto whined in fear and anticipation. Balto's ass was in the air, his head resting against the ground. Between his legs hung his engorged erection, and just beyond that he could see Steele's even larger cock, pointing up under Balto's tail. Balto shivered as Steele mounted, resting half his weight on the wolfdog's strong hind legs. He felt Steele's muscular paws on each of his thighs. He was completely humiliated, lying submissively for the big dog, waiting for him like an eager bitch. He was having last minute regrets, but it was far too late for that. He could feel Steele's tip brushing up against his virgin entrance, and he forced his tail aside for the malamute.

"Good girl," Steele said, and he rammed himself forward, penetrating Balto.

Filled an entire two inches before his unstretched hole could take no more, Balto's yelp echoed throughout the sawmill, and he jumped to all four feet, arching his back to howl in a mixture of pleasure and pain. Steele growled, pulled back, and thrust again, this time spreading Balto apart three inches. There was a long way to go, and Balto knew Steele wouldn't stop until his knot was pressing up against his tail hole. Balto's tongue lolled out as he panted, groaning with each push. Using what he learned before, he relaxed, taking more of Steele as the big black dog humped his ass.

It was like nothing he had ever felt before. His slick passageway parted slowly but easily for Steele, as the big dog thrust rapidly. Steele's cock widened in the middle, which was now forcing its way into the depths of Balto's warm, tight passageway. Steele pulled himself further up Balto's back as he penetrated Balto deeper and deeper, until Balto's back was covered by Steele's belly-fur. Steele grinned down at Balto, licking his lips as he watched the wolfdog's expression change from curious pain to surprised pleasure. With a grunt, the malamute finished entering Balto, sliding deep into him until Steele's knot barred further penetration. Steele's balls dangled beneath him, colliding with Balto's.

A new feeling washed over Balto now that Steele was fully inside him. The bulging tip of Steele's erection was brushing up against Balto's prostate gland, causing the wolfdog to moan. How could it feel that good? He almost wished that he hated this, but he couldn't deny his feelings and he didn't. Moaning loudly, Balto began thrusting his hips, forcing Steele's dick against his prostate over and over. White fluid was dripping from Balto's own throbbing cock at an increasing rate. Kaltag noticed it first, yelling, "He's loving it, eager...desperate, horny...no, he's panting for you, submissive..."

Star yipped, "Balto loves your cock, Steele!" Kaltag punched the striped husky in the head, sending him rolling away.

Balto couldn't believe it, but they were mostly right. Steele's cock was triggering feelings Balto had never felt before, and there was no denying that it aroused him. He dropped his jaw and moaned into the air, unabashedly thrusting his hips against the big, black dog. As much as he hated Steele, he couldn't deny the pleasure wracking his taut body.

Steele said in his ear, "Are you sure you want to deny Jenna her chance to experience my cock, Balto? I have time enough for both of you."

Balto managed to voice his thoughts, "Two days, Steele." No matter what he was feeling now, he knew how much Jenna despised the black malamute.

"Alright," Steele said, disappointed. Suddenly, Balto felt something against his throbbing cock; Steele's right paw had reached around to cup his glistening, red erection. Balto thrust harder, now rubbing his dick against Steele's handy paw. His balls were still rubbing against Steele's. He felt great, moaning desperately as Steele fucked him furiously.

Balto knew that it wasn't just saliva that was coating his tail hole anymore. Steele's forceful lunges were speeding up, and Balto groaned as he felt Steele's knot colliding with his tight entrance. There was no way the wolfdog could possibly accommodate such a huge knot, was there? But Steele kept trying. Balto spread his legs and relaxed, his hind legs lifting off the ground with each of Steele's thrusts. The paw cradling his cock almost sent Balto over the edge, but he held back, biting his lip.

Eyes wide, Balto heard a familiar popping sound. Steele's last thrust had done it, spreading Balto four inches apart and embedding Steele's knot inside of him. Suddenly his rectum was stretched beyond all reason, Steele deeper than ever, the bulge in the middle of his cock trembling against Balto's prostate. Balto howled, incredulous, joining Steele's simultaneous triumphant roar.

"Take it all, bitch!"

Together, the two canines erupted, warm seed splashing inside of Balto, his own ejaculations spraying violently onto the ground beneath him. Balto's stomach was already bulging full of Steele's cum, but his ass quickly filled up as well. The pressure was incredible as Steele shot inside of him again and again. Balto couldn't believe how much the malamute could produce, considering his earlier ejaculation. Balto was firing as much on the ground beneath him, but he had been pent up for almost two days without release.

Finally, Steele's seed came squirting powerfully out of Balto, squeezing past the big dog's knot. Fluid gushed out of Balto's tail hole, coating everything beneath it. Warm fluid encased Balto's scrotum, and even began running down the length of Balto's trembling cock, dripping into the growing pool of Balto's ejaculations. The sticky fluid also ran down the inside of Balto's hind legs, matting in his fur before finally reaching the ground, and still the malamute thrust into Balto's sore ass, spurting.

Balto finished first, whimpering non-stop. He couldn't believe how good it had felt, submitting to the large malamute. He was filled from both ends by Steele's semen, and Balto had never felt more unclean. The three huskies watched on, speechless. What good was it to taunt Balto for enjoying it, when it was so obvious to every that he had? Balto thought they might even be envious. There was no way that Steele could claim Balto had been anything but his willing, eager bitch.

Steele was panting, his cock still embedded in Balto's tight hole, and he managed to gasp, "Good...girl..." but it lacked the same sting Balto had felt earlier. Together the two canines panted until they had regained their breath.

Steele's tail was wagging and he said, "Balto, your cunt...that was the best fuck I've ever had."

Balto felt the malamute was speaking honestly, and he laughed. "Then I hope you will be satisfied for two days, like you said. Either way, you promised, and I expect you to hold up your end of the bargain."

Steele said, "After you so willingly held up your end?" with double meaning. "Of course. But," he said, pulling away from Balto. With a grunt, Steele managed to pull his knot free of Balto's tight ass. More semen poured out of him in response. Steele gritted his teeth at the feeling, and then continued his sentence, "There's one more thing I make all my bitches do."

Balto turned to look at the mammoth canine, raising an eyebrow.

"You have to clean all this up, understand?"

Balto said, "Yes."

"Yes, who?"

Balto didn't hesitate, replying, "Yes, Steele," to the malamutes satisfied nods.

He had had time to free up some space in his stomach, and so he got to work, starting with the massive mixture of the two dogs' seed. He lapped at the pool submissively, swallowing the sticky fluid. The four others watched, hardly believe that Balto, the champion, the hero, the savior of Nome, was lying on his belly drinking cum. When he had finished with the pool, he curled up and began work on his abused rump, making sure the other dogs could watch as he lapped at his own anus, gulping down Steele's cum. Finally Balto stood, full and satisfied, and he resumed his more dominant posture, tail raised and head up. He said, "Two days, Steele."

Steele said, "Is there any chance that you might be feeling...submissive after your trip?" curiously.

Balto looked Steele over, and saw an opportunity to guarantee Steele would keep his promise. He said, "If you keep your word, yes."

Steele nodded emphatically, and Balto turned and left for home, fluid splashing inside of him with each step. He knew that he had bought Jenna at least two days of respite, and if he could get his team to rush, he might get back in time to stop Steele entirely. He headed to the river for a quick bath to wash Steele's scent from his body. He didn't want her to get suspicious. He would tell Jenna his plan, but she didn't want or need to know about what he'd sacrificed for her.