Von Dobermann - Beginnings
In the beginning of the story the main character's house is visted by the Urban Cohort and an Agent of Social Justice. The UC is inbetween the Provincial and Federal level in a sense of jurisdiction (sort of like state police). They are only Archaian and not Federation and this is an Archaian Colony in the beginning (because I like my Urban Cohort and I wanted to use them). They were created long ago and are the oldest police force in Archaian history being charged with defending cities from outside forces and themselves. I should find a latin phrase for a motto. Now they act mostly as a Riot police force but they also take care of colonial detention centers and Social enforcement. Now you can read the story XD
One of the earliest memories in my life was when the man came to take me away. My mother opened the door only to scream "no" and vainly trying to slam the door shut. The man forced it open and held her against the wall. Another man entered behind him.
"I told you Misses Iona what would happen if you ignored us, you only have yourself to blame." Several more men entered, they were all dressed in black. One of them came and picked me up out of the cardboard box that acted like my playpen. I don't remember what he looked like but I remember not being scared and that he smelled nice.
My mother yelled for my father who I have been told was a drunk. He started to shout and threatened one of the men. The next thing I remember was a loud pop and my father on the ground convulsing. He tried to get up only to be what I could guess was zapped again. The man just carried me out to the car that was waiting outside. That was the last I ever saw of the Iona family.
I've had a comfortable life inside the State. Mister Kline, who was a human and my social worker, said he had tried very hard to find a family for me, but the State wants me to be with people of my own kind; which meant finding other Pinchers of my breed which was a variety of different types mostly from the lands of Germania. I was of course given a new name by the State and so I became Joseph Otto Von Dobermann (because I wanted to sound a little pretentious) and at the age of fourteen I was allowed to choose what I wanted. I told Mister Kline I wanted to be allowed to live my life however I wanted whenever I wanted. He laughed and said "Alright Joseph, just don't forget about schooling."
I became a prostitute. It sounded fun and at fifteen I had the body of a god! I was slim and fit but not overly so. I was athletic in all my pursuits. My balls incased in their slick black sack were boiling over with hormones and I wanted to try it all. I was curious as a cat but as a dog I was not about to let it get the best of me! Men, Women, other Anthros, or even human, it mattered not to me! As long as I could stick my dick in it and it paid me afterwards it was of no consequence.
I soon became a master in the ways of Eros and I had them begging for more as I skillfully thrust my dick in and out of their chosen orifice. I enjoyed making women squeal and men moan as I knotted them. There was no greater feeling emptying my seed in them (even though I made sure I had protection) and sometimes onto them.
I even raised my tail to see what it felt like, to feel what I had been doing all those times and I decided it wasn't bad, but after the incident in the alley behind this one popular homosexual club I decided my tail was not for sale and that only a person who I truly trusted would ever be near it. I would never take that abuse from anyone ever again! I was Joseph Otto Von Dobermann damn it! I was going to be treated with respected! Not treated like a sex fiend! That was the first time I went to jail. Mister Kline was very disappointed in me.
"That Cheetah is in the ICU" he had told me on the ride home after bailing me out.
"He should've kept his dumb mouth shut" I retorted.
"I don't care how you take charge of your sexual life, but damn it Joseph, you are better than that! You should be using your talents for better uses, not prostrating yourself to anyone who will hump you!"
"You would rather I prostrate to the State!"
"You shouldn't to anyone!"
"I don't. It's usually my partner I make get down on the floor, not I."
"You don't need this. I know you do it for the power you think you get, but that Cheetah should be a lesson to you. You are nothing to them, not that it matters, you should only have to matter to yourself."
At sixteen I ended my days in the galaxy's oldest profession and paid attention to my studies. It still didn't mean that I didn't get any action because I could have anyone I wanted at school. I was a star athlete and all the girls wanted me in them and most of the guys secretly wanted it too. I had many a fun time in the showers and under bleachers. I once dated one of the head cheerleaders and when she discovered me feeling up one of her friends she shouted "Well I've been sexing the whole team" in a vain attempt to hurt me.
I just shouted right back "well me too!" That was only half true because only half the team were already tail-raisers or open to try it. That had been an interesting after practice and an orgy can be an interesting experience, but I had decided that wasn't to be common. Call me a romantic but I guess I'm just a one hole at a time kind of guy. Then I met him.
I was at a club celebrating a victory at our division conference when the most beautiful of Huskies strolled in. He gave me one look with those ice blue eyes and I was ready to hump his brains out. I went up to him and without saying a word he kissed me. I was entranced. He took me by the hand and led me away to his apartment. It was a little trampy place but with him it was the greatest place in the world.
The next thing I knew we were naked on his bed and I was spilling my seed into him. He was clinging tight to me and he moaned softly as I filled him with my dog spunk. He let go and I flipped over next to him, looking down I could see that he had left some of himself all over my chest and stomach. I couldn't believe that I had just done that. Yeah I had had sex with strangers lots of times, but never at their apartments.
"Wow that was, pretty amazing" I stated finally breaking the silence, "but I don't know your name..." He kissed me to shut me up. I was no fool.
"Let's leave it that way. It would be better for the both of us. Just remember if you ever want some shallow sex, you know where to find me."
"How 'bout right now" I said with a big grin. He smiled and climbed on top of me. I took a good look at his lithe physic. He too had some of his spunk on him but he didn't give me much time to gander and laid down his head by my ear.
"Ready for more" he asked but before I could respond he was already working his way down. He licked and nipped as he skillfully made his way to my pubic area. He stopped just above my tapered head saying "this isn't very hygienic; let me fix that for you." He drew it into his mouth, engulfing my entire length in his maw and slowly releasing it and I felt as if my dick had been transformed. It was almost magical, but it didn't stop there. I would have been happy if it had but he had more planned.
He lifted himself into a squatting position and gave me a half-cocked smile and he positioned me to his entrance. He didn't let me tie him so he had been and still was leaking pretty bad and in retrospect maybe I should have returned the favor and offered to "sanitize" his anus but at the time it couldn't be helped. To say he "sat" on me would be an understatement and to say he "plunged" would be going a little too far. What he did do was mind blowing and to this day I'm not quite sure what it is that he did, but damn did I want him to do it again. It is a different feeling from just simply thrusting into someone. It is also another thing to have sex with the same person twice.
It's not that I haven't had "sloppy" sex with someone; it's just that it's different than dry penetration. I'm not sure which I prefer as the feeling of thrusting back in where you just deposited your seed is pretty fun but the friction from the other is also a lot of fun. I do have to say I'm a bit possessive and it's kind of weird when it's someone else's jizz I'm going into.
He placed his hand on my chest for leverage and he lifted himself off me and back down. I grabbed his hips to support him as I turned to thrusting down and up opposite of him as to multiply the forces at work. As I had stated earlier I had become a master of Eros and I knew what to do in these situations and just where to hit and when. He shuddered and launched his spunk which shot out in a few shots. The first one landed on my face but the others only got up to my chest. He was also fairly good at this as he knew to clamp down just like he did before as I continued my labored thrusts.
Now I'm pretty ferocious in the sack but in truth I don't have the stamina for one right after the other and I can make the first one long and if it had been the first time I could have stretched it out and really showed him my power as I made him cum for a second time but I was spent. He still wouldn't let me tie him so as the new spunk mixed in with the old it overflowed out. He didn't seem to care though. "OK puppy, that was fun, but I need to wash up" was all he said kissing me as he dismounted. I just obeyed and got dressed and left. It wouldn't be the last time we met. All the nights we spent were just as memorable. Public or private it didn't matter just as long as we got our fill, that is until his father came to fetch him.
It was hectic day as we awoke before the break of dawn to sound of large craft and the movement of armored trucks. Well most people were awake, I was almost to his place for a late night/ early morning booty call (I guess you can call it that). I hurried my pace and got there right before the soldiers who I only got a glimpse of as they struck me with a rifle butt.
I awoke to be dragged onto a frigate that was parked at the port on the other end of town. There were troops everywhere and they spoke a language I had only heard in the movies and some of the news vids. They were clear Rus and they had for some reason chosen his planet to invade. It didn't come clear until I was dumped in a somewhat lavish office near the middle of this ship. Behind the desk was large Husky in a well decorated uniform. He stood up "Aleksandr, it is so good to see you, how are you doing my boy" he exclaimed.
"Hello father, I see you spared no expense to visit me." I was shocked to find that this man was his father and I should have guessed sooner that he was Rus. He hid his accent well.
"Nonsense, the men needed the exercise and you always make it interesting. Now I am tired of having to chase you Aleksandr so you'll have to put under house arrest when we get home."
"I don't want to go home! There is no point in going back."
"What? You would rather stay here with him? I highly disapprove Aleksandr even though I guess I have to live with your tail raising I will not let you do it with such a degenerate! He was a whore for goodness sakes! You broke poor Natasha's heart. That girl for some reason loves you."
"I have no interest in her and who I choose to have sex with is my business!" The older snorted and paced the room for a bit. Aleksandr stood there appearing emotionless but there was a hint of a grin at the side of his mouth.
"You there, whore; I will make you a deal. You won't be able to do anything with that record of yours. If you promise to leave my son alone I will pull my strings and get you into any Federation Military that you wish." I just looked at Aleksandr because I couldn't believe that this man was making me such an offer.
Aleksandr just looked back at me. "What are you looking at? Either take the deal or not, I care not what you do it is your life after all."
"He would take the deal if he were in your place. My son has grown up without a heart for anyone but himself and would not hesitate to leave you to die on the side of the road."
"He speaks the truth, it would be better for you to take the deal."
"Urban Cohort, I want to be of the Urban Cohort." I think I shocked them both. Aleksandr I think was shocked at my eagerness and the General for my choice. He let out a deep bellowing laughter and I think Aleksandr was a little hurt that I didn't even consider him a little. I left the ship and never saw Aleksandr again. Upon graduation of Secondary School and my eighteenth birthday I got my letter from the Urban Cohort Academy at the Capital telling me to be aboard the next state transport that was leaving at the end of the day. I was on my way to my future I promised myself that I was going to make it brighter than my past and that it was I who was in control of my destiny. That I, Joseph Otto Von Dobermann, was going to help others like the Cohort had helped me.