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Pudgy bartender Labrador has a weird night when a pair of regulars at his bar manged to both save his ass and then proposition for him to work for them under them.

Picture:http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3780205/

Picture by: dream_and_nightmare of his character which looks like the main character Maverick

Story commissioned by: gman420

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Slow night again, Chris had to sigh in the back of his head. Looking around at the almost dead club he really wondered if he should think about taking that job offer at Eagle's Nest across town. With the way things were going he might have to as this had been the third week in a row that the club had been almost empty. There were a few souls sitting around and listening to the DJ turn tables up front by the bar but that was it.

It probably was because the management was going all to hell. The old guy who used to the run the place, a stout Doberman who had just passed sixty, had finally decided to retire and sell the place off. The new guy who had brought the establishment, a black cat that wasn't really savvy at handling club affairs, wasn't up to breathing life into the place. Though he had been kind enough to keep Chris and some of the other bar workers on, in the end everything just seemed like it was drying up.

Picking up a glass and looking it over for spots, the same one he had been fooling with for the past hour, Chris gave a heavy sigh before turning his head to see someone coming into the front door.

A twin pair of horses clopped in wearing leather attire that looked like they had robbed a fetish store, the two had on chaps, boots, thigh hugging jeans, open vests and collars, before raising their hands to wave at the bartender. Chris waved back and let a smile grace his features as he recognized the couple that had been loyal customers ever since the place opened back in '01. Ten years later they were still together and still cruising the downtown venues it seemed, though by the look of things there had been a marriage proposal in there somewhere since two bands were wrapped around both of their hands.

Coming over to him the two equines took up space on a pair of stools right in front of him and then smiled up at Chris with their all too perfect white chompers. The slightly pudgy black Labrador wagged his unseen tail at his customers before fishing out two glasses and setting them in front of the horses. He pretty much knew what they liked since they always ordered the same things

"Evening, Sally. Evening, Maverick."

"Slow night, huh Chris?" Maverick, the black and white stallion asked not even bothering to beat around the bush.

"Yep,"

"You might want to think about finding somewhere else to work, hon." Sally, a tanned Palomino with too bright jade eyes, said with a slow drawl that made her sound like a country hick, but was cute enough for Chris' floppy ears to handle.

"I was thinking pretty much the same thing just before you two showed up." Chris took one of the glasses he had set and then fixed a mixed drink for Maverick before setting it down in front of the stallion. "I got an offer at the Eagle's Nest the other day and maybe be changing my resume sometime soon." The Lab took the other glass and churned out a rum and coke for Sally, adding the extra mint leaf she liked so much, though for whatever reason Chris was befuddle to try and contemplate.

"Awww, poor baby." Sally teased before taking her drink into her wide hand and chugging it down like a pro. Chris had to admire the woman since she could drink like a fish without so much as a buzz while her mate had to slowly sip his drink in order to keep from being hammered too soon.

"Eagle Nest isn't too bad a place but it's not really somewhere for you," The stallion said after licking his lips and setting down his half full glass.

"You think so?" Chris cocked his head and flipped one ear.

"Too many younglings around. The place feels more like an adult version of Disney Land more than a club." Sally scowled as she said this, obviously having been none to impress with the fairly new establishment. "The DJ plays music by people I don't even know, the lights are always too bright and someone's always getting into it with someone else every Thursday night when they have that Free 'til 10pm thing going on." The mare grunted a snort before kicking her foot against the floor in displeasure.

That's Sally for you, Chris chuckled without moving his lips into his trademark smile, whenever she gets ornery she always kicks up at the floor like a bronco. Maybe I should give the place some more thought though.

"There's always Chaps and Snaps on the other side of town." Maverick offered and got a scowl from both Labrador and Palomino for his troubles. "Just sayin," He offered meekly with his own drawl coming out, years of being with Sally giving him his own accent, while turning his head sheepishly away from the two.

"No thank you. If I want to have drunken men feeling me up I'll just go to a massage therapy class and offer myself up as a test subject." Chris said with a slight growl before coughing.

Chaps and Snaps was one of the more...liberal gay bondage clubs that liked to disguise itself as a watering hole. Most of the time they had live shows going on with guy and girls in leather outfits doing things on stage that Chris was sure was illegal in this state for a club establishment. The few times he had been had been back in '06 when he had been taken, or more like kidnapped, by his friends at the time, and felt as if he had been meat on the open market.

One would think that a slightly chubby doggy like himself wouldn't be adored by so many patrons but the club had been having a theme that night and it seemed like every overweight biker in the county had decided to come out to party. His ass had been so sore from being fondled, pinched, smacked, rubbed and all out groped that by the time he had found his way out of the place to go to his car he actually had problems sitting comfortably in his seat. The memory alone made him shudder in distaste.

"Well it's either that, Eagle's Nest, or the Rodeo, but the last place, as we all know, caters to farm rejects like myself and my hubby here." Sally said as she reached up and wrapped an arm around her husband before leaning over to nuzzle him. "Though it would be good to see a doggy like you walkin' 'round and serving drinks with a cowboy hat and boots on."

Maverick gave off an affectionate whinny before grunting and shaking himself free as he realized that Chris' eyes were focused on him like lasers. The stallion was never much for public displays, unless the public was paying after all.

Who would have ever thought that the bigger stud would be so embarrassed and emotional?, Chris thought as he chuckled quietly to himself.

That was actually how Chris had first met the two. The two horses had come in for the club's more happening night and had all put taken over the place as they kicked the DJ off of his turntable and kicked the place up with some happening 80's music that sent everyone wild at the time. The owner had been so impressed that he decided not to call the police and have them escorted off of the premises, a big thing for the old guy at the time because he ran the place like the captain of a ship. His no nonsense policy had scared more than a few bartenders away at the time but Chris liked the old man and could stand for his heavy-handed way of doing things.

"I think not, if I wanted to work around a bunch of horses I'd just save myself some trouble and shack up with you two." Chris teased as he set his arm across the bar while leaning forward to leer at the couple.

A funny look passed the two but Chris waved it off as he turned to see someone else coming into the door. Pulling himself back he put a bright smile on his black face and then walked over to the person as they settled down at the bar, though keeping three stools of space between themselves and the two horses. Maverick and Sally turned to one another, not saying a peep but flicking their ears this way and that on their heads, before getting up from the bar, Sally tossing down some bills while Maverick polished off the last of his drink, and then walked over to a dark spot at the far end of the club.

Chris didn't take much time to notice as he took the drink order from the large gorilla that had sauntered in but after he made the martini for the great ape the Lab looked around for the two equines and blinked twice as he noted where they were. Or more to say what they were doing. Off to the side, quiet as two church mice but as boisterous as cherry furred beagle with a rainbow colored tail singing show tunes, the two horses were making out hot and heavy with each other in the corner of their little booth area.

Sally was playing the submissive mare to Maverick eager attentions as the Palomino whickered and whinnied as the bigger stallion licked and chewed at her neck liberally. The wide red tongue of the black and white horse could be seen even in the darkened area of the club slathering over the short tan fur of Sally's neck like some kind of snake slithering across the ground. Firm hands were rubbing in between Sally's open vest, obviously caressing her strapless chest but at the same time being so subtle that Chris almost leaned over and fell into the bar as he watched them with wide brown eyes.

Cock making its attention known, the Labrador chewed at the bottom of his lip as his sheath began to thicken as eight inches of doggy meat plumed out from between his legs. Beige pants already tight around his legs Chris grunted as he fought with himself to remain professional while on the clock. This was a club after all and Chris had seen much more in his years here than he would ever want to tell. Hell, just two weeks ago a pair of stud dogs had come in with a twink of a feline dressed in pair of too short-shorts and all but ravished the smaller cat before starting to take clothes off.

Of course the new manager had asked them to take it somewhere else, but still something about this...was different. If Chris didn't know any better he could swear that the two kept looking over in his direction, but their faces never seemed to drift from in front of the other.

Maverick's hand pulled out from Sally's vest, his fingers seemed to flex teasingly before his broad fingers drifted down to somewhere below the line of the Palomino's pant's rim. The tanned horse jumped and Chris with her as he realized that he was drinking in too much of the sights instead of managing his dead bar. Shaking his head and turning to see if the gorilla wanted another drink the Labrador grunted as he realized that his only other patron was walking out of the door just then. A couple of haphazardly tossed bills were crunched together on the table beside an empty glass making Chris scrunch up his face as he tuned back into the only happening thing in the dead club.

His cock jumped when his sights caught Sally snapping open her jeans with rising up into Maverick's incessant touches as he began to finger her openly. Though Chris couldn't see in the darkness Sally's dripping cunt moistening the stallion's wide and thick fingers pressing into her depths his imagination supplied the scene for him. Maverick didn't seem fazed that about what he was doing to his wife out in the open public, the black and white stud looked almost as if in a daze as he leaned back into his plush seat while Sally bobbed up and down in his lap. A perfectly aligned touch with the special spot inside of Sally made the Palomino whinny loudly and get several stares, the few other patrons now taking the time to look openly with wide eyes, as she panted hotly and spread her legs for Maverick's special touches.

Chris felt his pants growing tighter and wetter, a dark stain was blooming on the front of his crotch, but he was too absorbed in the show to notice. The thick smell of female horse musk rose up into the air and the Lab's sensitive wet nose caught it greedily while his tongue lolled out of his muzzle to drool onto the bar below. Ears flipping as his tail swung back behind him like a fan on high, Chris wanted nothing more than to hop over the bar and take a seat closer but his lingering good sense was on the lookout for his boss and trying vehemently to warm him of the danger he was putting himself in. It was a lost cause as Chris snuck a hand down his pants and unclasped the front to take his large shaft out to stroke it.

Maverick was back to slathering at Sally's neck but this time he was placing tender nips across her throat while at the same time jack hammering his fingers, three now though Chris couldn't see to be sure, and making the Palomino buck across his thighs like a bronco. Tail fanning behind her at the same pace Chris' own appendage was flying about; the tan equine began throatily moaning as she kept a jade eye on the Labrador. The on looking crowd was all but slathering in their seats while behind them the DJ had skipped over the track he was playing and fumbling around for another song to match the beat of the two horses going at it in the corner.

Something smooth yet heavy began to play in the background as the DJ found the album he was looking for and soon a small throng of people began to enter the club as the beat drew to them from the outside like moths. Chris took a second to watch the club goers piling inside, some of them even coming up to the bar in front of him, but in the instant after he blinked his focus was returned to the couple exploiting each other for everyone's attention. Neither horse seemed to care as both equines continued to moan and grunt and whinny and whicker, at each other while openly showing the world their passions.

Chris heard someone tapping on the bar but he ignored it, his hand was wrapped so tightly around his crotch that his black paw was soaked and the only way he was going to lose focus was when he burst a load onto the front of his chest. Whimpering and hissing Chris watched as Maverick pulled his fingers out of Sally and pulled himself away from her to wrap his tongue around the soaking digits. Some of the men in the crowd cheered while the female wiggled around in their seats as they felt coiling heat surging up between their legs.

Thumping music playing behind them, the two equines licked over one another and kissed passionately all the while Chris was twisting his hand around his erection so hard that his knot had managed to inflate. The smell of sweat soaked horse filled up the space of the club until the Labrador's tongue was flicking out just to try and get a taste of it. Balls flapping wildly in the open space of his pants Chris leaned forward more and was forced to grip the bar just to keep from tumbling over as pressure swelled up inside of his groin.

A hand dipped back inside of the opening of Sally's jeans and two strokes later the Palomino cried out loud enough to make several forms jump as she came onto her husband's hand. Wetness gushed out as the tan horse came and came and came some more. Those close to her were actually able to hear the soft drips of her cunt leaking juice down onto the floor and many of them were whooping as if spectators at a football game as wild energy danced across the walls of the club area like electricity.

"What the hell," A voice cut through the cheer making heads turn and the music come to a dead halt.

Oh SHIT!!!, was the only thought Chris had as he quickly pulled himself upright and began to hastily stuff his cock back into his pants and fasten the button on his waistband close.

A tall black cat wearing a business suit looked around the club area, took one look at equines panting in the corner then at Chris' disheveled face before nodding. Walking over to the pair the feline politely said,

"You two need to leave and don't ever come back."

A hush fell over the crowd as Sally and Maverick turned to look at each other and then the lanky looking feline. The Palomino grunted and reached down with shaky fingers to zip back up her pants then got up off her husband to stand in front of the feline. Looking down at him several of the patrons noted the difference in height and gait between the two and pulled back into their seats. However, when Maverick got up, licking over his fingers as if getting up the rest of a delicacy off of his hands just before that, and towered over the smaller cat everybody knew that a fight was going to break out.

Leaning down and looking into the face of the black feline, the stallion gave a heavy snort. The whiskers on the feline's face waved from the force but the cat looked undaunted as his black slit eyes watched the other unwaveringly. Opening his mouth, his breathing smelling faintly like his wife's pussy juice, the stallion said,

"'S not like anything was happening here in the first place, pussycat," The force more than the words had everyone on edge and even Chris felt a chill go over his spin when he watched Maverick curl his fingers into a fist before chuckling out a snort down at the other man. "We were just leavin' anyway."

Then the two equines were marching out of the club, Maverick shouldering the way for his wife as he pushed the feline out of the way and into the booth seat behind him. No one said a word as all eyes watched the two horses leave but once the door to the club closed the DJ gathered his wits about himself and put back on some music to kick the night off.

Chris shook his head as the previous events went down and around his head before going over to the patrons at the bar and starting to take orders. His dark brown eyes watched as the manager got up smoothly out of his seat and then turn his gaze into his direction. The Labrador knew that he was going to be in trouble, but thinking about what he had just seen he could say that it had been worth it.

Eagle's Nest here I come, the Lab chuckled darkly.

The rest of the night turned into a short one as the buzz from what just happened quickly died down. Those who had come in quickly left, some walking a bit stiffly, and in an hour after the show Chris found himself being called into the back by his incensed, though placid face boss. Tail curling slightly the pudgy Labrador prepared himself for the rant he knew was coming.

When the door to the manager's room closed the black cat let him have it,

"Why in the hell did you let them do that!?" The feline's voice was even and calm as he began to chew his best employee out.

How he managed that Chris always wondered.

"I'd apologize but I can't say that I'm too sorry."

"What!?"

"Look, Alph, we both know that Maverick and Sally come in from time to time and make scenes. Hell they even took over Greg's turntable when George was still here. They didn't mean any harm and you didn't have to chase them off." Chris felt that he was right in standing up for the best paying, most frequent customers in the place, even when Alph began to seethe at him.

"This is a respectable club, not Chaps and Snaps! You're supposed to stop them from making such behavior observable while I'm not around!"

Chris looked at Alph and rolled his eyes at the feline, "Stop Maverick," Chris let the words out like they were some kind of foreign object that slipped between his lips as he spoke slow and evenly. "from doing whatever he likes when he can bench-press my one hundred and eighty pound ass, no I don't think so." Even George, the previous owner, didn't have the gall to try to stand up to Maverick when the stallion pulled a stunt with his, at the time, girlfriend.

The other man taking it upon himself to get the two horses drunk as possible at half price and then shoo them out once they were hammered to avoid causing a spectacle.

Alph let out a strangled yowl-like hiss as he unsheathed his claws before sighing and calming down.

"Look Chris, I respect you and your judgment when it comes to the club, you know this, but if you let something like this happen again I will fire you." The feline looked up at the somewhat taller Labrador and took a step back once he noticed that the canine was chuckling at him.

"Don't you worry about that Alph. You won't have to." The Lab seemed to still himself as he looked down with closed eyes to summon up every ounce of courage he possessed. "I've been thinking about this a while but, I quit."

"What!?" Alph tail puffed out at this as his ears shot up to stand like satellites on his head.

"Look no offense, but you don't know a thing about running this place and it's been going downhill ever since George retired. You're a good boss but you need to have your ass somewhere in a corporate office managing books for a company, not running a business meant to make people want to relax and kick back."

Alph started to growl and open his mouth up to speak but Chris cut him off,

"Didn't you see the crowd out there? They were all eating up what Maverick and Sally were doing. That's been the biggest crowd we've had in weeks and when you chased those two out everyone else followed."

Alph deflated easily at that as his eyes moved around wildly to sum up the information being given to him.

"Look, you're a good guy, but the club is dead and you need to close down before this place sucks whatever money you have dry." Chris didn't look thrilled about what he was saying but neither did he look sorry. "I'm going to heading over to Eagle's Nest to apply there so don't take this personal." Chris said as he placed a heavy hand on the black feline's shoulder making it dip. "It's been fun but it's over, for me anyway Alph." Removing his hand the Lab turned and finished speaking.

"I'll be back to pick up my last check, but I'm going to bail. I hope you can forgive me for this, but if not," Chris left his words hanging before walking out of the room and shutting the door behind him.

Going to the staff's room and getting his things, which only consisted of his coat and his keys hanging on a nail in the wall, Chris walked out to the front of the bar and looked around at the old place for one last time. It had been a good eight years but it was time to move on now. Looking back at where he knew Alph's office was the Labrador really hoped the guy sold this place off right quick and get back some of the money he had lost in the business. However, that wasn't his concern and throwing his coat around his shoulders and buttoning it up Chris walked out of the door of the empty club and walked down the streets.

Not more than a block down the street two forms pulled from the shadows to surround him. Chris let his fangs pull back from his lips as he got ready to deal with whatever would be muggers were on the prowl and all but fell head first into the person in front of him when the one behind him bumped into his back.

"Whoa there cowboy, what are you doing out here so late?" The guy in front of him said making Chris pull back and look up into the face of another dog, a scruffy looking mutt with too much blood mixed to give him any definition, before turning his head to look at his friend, a rat, literally.

"Trying to be about my business, mind letting me go ahead?" Chris growled without thinking about it as his tail arched up behind his back.

"Sure, sure. We just want to know if got a light is all?" The mutt asked making Chris shake his head negatively when the other pulled out a cigarette. "Oh ok, well," The dog pulled out a knife and flashed it right in front of Chris' face making the Lab all but snarl as he balled his fist together into a fist.

"How about we just take all your money and that coat you got on?"

"How about I say, fuck you and fuck off!"

The mutt chuckled and Chris got enough time to lift and eyebrow before something poked into the back of his neck with an eager press of coldness against his nape. Slightly turning his head the Lab grunted as he realized that the rat, who he had stupidly ignored, had pulled another knife and had it against his neck with meaning to use it. The Lab growled loudly as he turned to focus fully back on the face of the mutt still chuckling in front of him.

This coat is the best I've got, Chris thought angrily, but I've only got one neck. Sighing and pulling his lips back over his teeth the pudgy Labrador prepared to unbutton his coat when a car horn blared out making him up, thankfully up instead of back. The mutt and rat turned just in time to see a red mustang pull on side of them and two large figures step out. One look at them had the dog and rodent dropping their knives and stepping away from two very angry equines.

"H-hey, Maverick, long time no see." The dog said making Chris blink twice as he looked to see the larger black and white horse clomp up over to the dog while snorting hard enough to make steam come out from between his nose.

"Alex, what'd I tell you about coming onto my turf again?" Maverick whickered hard enough to actually make Chris' chest hurt from the force of it.

"That's you'd turn me upside down and inside out if I did."

"So why are you here then," The stallion asked before turning his head to look at Chris and widening his eyes. "Messing with a friend of mine no less? You have an actual death wish?"

Sally came up to the rat and grabbed the hand he had been holding his weapon with and subtly broke it with a twist of his wrist. The yell from the other was like a shrill sounding music to Chris' ears as he tried hard not to laugh at the would-be thug getting his due. The sound of the blade hitting the sidewalk made Chris' ears flick before settling down and listening to the rest of the conversation in front of him.

"N-no man! Just trying to pick up some spare change before the winter sets in. You know, have to stock up before the sno-" Was about as far as he got before a heavy fist slammed into his muzzle and broke several of his already bad teeth.

Behind him Chris listened more than heard Sally dishing out her own punishment onto the mouse and Chris actually felt a little sorry for the rodent as the sounds of bones breaking were actually audibly behind him.

Maverick went to town on the dog, the fight, if you could call the one-sided beat down at fight, lasted all of ten seconds before the mutt was crouched into a ball onto the ground and whimpering pitifully like a whopped puppy. Once he was done Sally clomped over to him and put a hand on his heaving shoulders, making the stallion whip around to face her before breaking down and nuzzling a sob into her bosom.

Several seconds of heaving from the bigger horse and Maverick lifted himself back up, brushed across his nose with the sleeve of his arm and smiled up at his wife. His eyes were a little puffy from what Chris could see but the Lab was in no condition to do anything or say anything about it as his mind spun over what just happened like a pinwheel.

Did they, Chris started in his head; just beat the crap out of two guys with knives to save me?

Recollection of past events marked his question with a yes and Chris made his mouth do a goldfish before coughing and drawing the two equines attentions.

"Thank guys..." It was so lame it sounded trite to Chris but manners were manners.

"No problem there Chris." Maverick said as he thumbed over his shoulder to the possibly crippled mutt. "Guys like that don't learn until you lay them up for about a month." Maverick turned his head to mutter, "I warned them that this would happen if they pulled this shit again."

"They've done this before...and you knew about it?" Chris wasn't sure what he should think as his sensitive hearing picked up Maverick words and the sounds of Sally voice talking into her cell phone, more than likely to the police since she was relaying information.

"Yeah."

Chris started to ask, he really did, but Maverick went up and groped him on the crotch before he could get a word out. The Labrador moaned as his too sensitive sheath began to swell up inside of his pants for the second time tonight. Not having gotten off before he was rarin to go pop a load off now.

"Don't...just don't ask, ok?" Maverick whispered before taking his other hand and squeezing the Lab's butt possessively.

"O...k..."

Sally flicked her cell phone closed and then walked over to the two male. "What are you doing out here to early anyway Chris? Thought you went home at 5am not," The Palomino looked at the front of her phone. "11:30pm."

"I just told Alph I quit and was going to down to Eagle's Nest to see if they still needed another bartender."

"You were going to walk across town, at this time, in this cold?" The taller mare asked as she looked down at the pudgy dog like he was crazy.

"Ugh, yeah?" Chris wasn't sure why but suddenly he felt like he was on Jeopardy.

"No. You'll get a ride from us and then we'll take you home." Maverick said with words that bolstered no kind of dispute from the other.

Chris was about try his hand at attesting to the offer but soft groans from the two thugs made him look down and then flick his tongue against teeth in afterthought.

"Maybe I will,"

"Yeah, you will." Maverick grabbed Chris around the bulk of his crotch before tugging the other forward towards their car. "And then after that we've got a proposition for you."

"Proposition? What kind?" Chris asked as maverick opened the back doors of the Mustang and herded the smaller canine inside.

Sally answered for her mate, "How are you at stable work? Preferably taking care of horses?" Chris popped his head over at the rim of the car just as he was getting in only to see the Palomino smirk at him lustfully while waving her tail behind her teasingly so.

Turning to look at Maverick Chris got a face full of jean covered stallion cock into the front of his nose, his senses blazing from the smell of unwashed horse pre and piss that he could scent through the fabric while his eyes turned up to look at Maverick.

"Preferably us,"

Chris pulled back, bumping his head into the car and hissing before saying, "W-well, ugh, I-I, that is..."

"Why don't you think about it on the drive to Eagle's nest." Maverick said as he took the back of Chris' head into his hold and pressed the Lab's noses against his smelly groin. "There are a lot of perks to working with us, you know what I mean? And I bet you've never rode a stallion before, have you?"

Chris shook his head as he breathed in Maverick's smell and felt himself slowly getting punch-drunk.

They need to name a drink after this, was about as far as Chris got before he was pulled back and stuffed into the back seat of the two equine's car. Sally and Maverick got in and drove off, the car never having been turned off when the two got out, just in time for the ambulance to pull up with the police cars in tow.

To say that Eagle's Nest was a washout would be wrong, in actuality the guy running the place, a tall leopard with gray ears, put Chris to work as soon as he walked in asking about the barkeep position. The crowd inside was buzzing as the club was hosting a single's night and it looked like every woman in the district, with the exception of Sally, was there trying to hug up to some guy. Both Maverick and Sally had been mildly amused as the Labrador stripped off his coat, walked around to the side of the bar and then began to take orders. The barkeeper already on the clock, an exhausted looking rabbit girl in a fishnet shirt, smiled wearily up at him as she handed a tall otter trying to put the moves on her with an exasperated look on her face.

Chris looked around at the underside of his bar, already taking charge after surveying the liquors settled up for him, nodded to the customers and then began to serve drinks like a professional, to which his was. The two equines he had come in with found a place to sit at the back and watched as the Labrador went to work with smooth, yet well polished motions.

Martinis, mixed coke and rums, wine and other assorted drinks were served by him as cash continually came into his hand and then was rung up into the till at his back. His pudgy gut lightly wobbled as he moved around the lapin to take drinks while asking her for glasses. The women in the club took some notice of the newcomer Labrador, some of them even trying to flirt with him, but Chris was in work mode and barely paid them more than a nod before he was on the other side of the bar. Sally glowered at this but Maverick calmed her down with a heavy hand on her side.

Hours flew by as the DJ at the front turned track after track well into the night. Patrons flew in and out, some a little more drunken than the others who shouldered them, and by the time it was Eagle's Nest was getting ready to close Chris was serving his last drink. A chuckling cheetah took it and downed her apple flavored cocktail before slamming the glass down, thankfully not managing to shatter it in her stupor, and then let out a barking series of laughter. What she found amusing was irrelevant but the fifty she placed on top of Chris chest was more than appreciated as the Lab took the money and then pocketed it.

The door to the bar opened admitting a stern look zebra woman in biker's clothing. The few people in the bar watched as she snorted before zooming her sights on the bar, preferably at the still snickering feline. Going over and tapping the other on the shoulder the cheetah turned her head, or more like let it fall to the side before turning it, then smiled brightly up at the stripped female.

"Chrissy! HEY!!!!" A thin spotted hand waved in front of the equine's face.

The zebra didn't say anything; she just quietly bent down and hefted the other woman up over her shoulder before placing a twenty down onto the table. Chris didn't mumble a peep as he watched the cheetah get carried out of the club while she tried to wave up him but only succeeded to pat the striped woman's behind for her efforts.

Chris blinked as he watched door close behind them once they had left, let his eyes fall onto unneeded twenty on the bar before turning to look at his co-worker.

"I got my tip so you can have it," He said as the lapin just waved him off.

"Take it. You really earned it tonight." The rabbit cracked her back, rolled her shoulders and then sighed heavily. "Thank you so much for showing up."

"No problem." Chris turned to see the mess of the club that had been left behind and then to the other workers that he hadn't seen at all in his working flurry before turning his sights on Maverick and Sally, both horses still sitting in the club and watching him with amused expressions. "I'll help you cap up what's left but then I've got to go."

"Alright."

The two barkeepers worked diligently and quickly, the lapin showing Maverick where everything was that they needed to count inventory, just in time for the manager of Eagle's Nest to come out and look over everything.

The leopard nodded his head in approval as he watched his workers clean up then turned to face the two stallions who were still in the club.

"They're my ride so excuse them for being here." Chris said as he watched the look pass over the spotted feline's face.

"No problem, but next time they need to wait for you outside. I can't have them in here once it's lockup time."

"Understood." Chris was a little hot about the other telling him this, but understood. However, "Since I was on the clock you planning to pay me for my time." It wasn't so much a question as the black Lab looked at the other with his brown eyes showing some annoyance.

"Yeah," The leopard reached into his pocket and pulled out two bills before handing them to the Labrador.

Chris unfolded the bills and found that he had two hundreds in his hand and nodded in approval.

"Thanks. If you want to set up a real work schedule then come back tomorrow and I'll see what I can make happen."

"That's," Chris started to speak before he head a heavy clomp of a hoof being set onto the floor and turned to look at both Maverick and Sally. Both equines were watching him with varying looks on their faces.

It was easy to tell what they had in mind and he had to smirk bemusedly at them.

"I think I need to get permission before I can do that, but you should know sometime this weekend whether I'll be back or not." The leopard cocked his head and scratched one of his grey ears before staring at the canine as Chris picked up his coat from where he had dropped it underneath the space of the bar.

The Labrador buttoned up then walked around to where he was enfolded into the arms of the two horses he had come in with. The three of them walked out together into the cool morning leaving the manager and the rest of the staff to just watch them without saying anything.

Nothing was said between the three as they got to the lone red mustang in the vacant parking lot, got in, and drove off into the somber night of the cityscape. The ride was short to Chris, though that might have been because he had dozed for most of it in the backseat, a string of drool hanging from his muzzle as he snored lightly. Sally turned back to look at him as she let Maverick ferry them back home and the Palomino couldn't help but chuckle as her eyes ate up the pudgy little dog sleepy form.

"You know," She started to say, "we might not be right in asking him to come and live with us. He seems to like the city life just fine without us."

Maverick just snorted. "Yeah, he likes it so much that he couldn't stand up now unless his ass was on fire." The black and white stallion snickered as he looked at their passenger from the rearview at a stoplight. "No hun, this one needs us and needs us bad. Just look at him,"

"I'ma lookin'." Sally whickered.

"Look above the paunch line, hun." Sally punched her mate into the shoulder but did as he asked. "Now tell me honestly, do you think he would want to live in the middle of an open field with a bunch of horses almost an hour away from the city."

Sally looked and then said, "Why don't we just ask him."

Maverick snickered and revved the engine up as he sped past the now green light down the street.

True to their words it took an hour for the three of them to make it to the open fields with the little brick house that the two horses called home. Getting out of the car once Maverick had driven them into the garage and killed the engine, both stallion and mare helped to fish Chris still sleeping form out of the backseat. Maverick carried him while Sally opened the door to the house with her key before switching on the lights. White luminescence spilled out across the kitchen as the two horses walked inside of their single story home before Maverick shut the door to the garage with a flick of his hoof.

The area of the kitchen had a rustic feel to it with its pine wood cabinets, white tiled walled, an old fashion gas burner stove, and a double door refrigerator nestled off to the side. The Palomino walked passed all of this as she lead the way for Maverick to bring the still sleeping Lab into their living room. Being as big as they were the two had converted the living space into their bedroom while turning the two extra rooms down the hall into individual weight rooms. This proved to be efficient in making a comfortable sleeping den for them as they had a plush looking king-sized bed laid out in wait for them, combined with a oversized plasma TV, two computers on opposite ends of the room, and a couple of lamps stationed on either side of their bed.

Settling Chris down onto the couch Maverick began to strip out of his clothing as Sally turned on the lights and then grabbed the television remote.

"Forget it Sal, I doubt the city slicker here will sleep for long." Maverick muttered as he tossed his jacket over to the side revealing the hard plains of his black and white mottled chest with the silver studs cut into his nipples.

"What makes you say that?" Sally was placing the remote control down even as she asked.

"Hehe, still a country gal." Maverick teased making the Palomino snort at him in displeasure. "It's because city folk aren't used to this kind of quiet out here." Sally blinked once at that as she let her ears swivel around before listening the silence that graced the world just outside their doors.

It was true. With the exception of the crickets and maybe some bullfrogs off the way somewhere you could barely hear a peep. The tan Palomino didn't understand even to this day how people could sleep with all the noise that went on in the city, even though she had been living off and on there since she worked with him as a professional weight trainer. Sometimes the two horses needed to get a hotel for whenever there was a big event sponsored by some rich snob who would pay them handsomely to organize and it always proved to be hell on Sally's nerves. The Palomino actually had a small breakdown when she had been kept up the entire night listening to a couple argue just down the hall from where she and Maverick had been staying as the stallion gently rocked her in his arms.

White noise generators somewhat solved the problem to blot out to constant blast of city music coming from never-ending cars zooming down the streets, people yelling during the middle of the night, and other assorted noise that most city folk actually found to be pleasant. It was because Sally couldn't handle it that the two found a place dirt-cheap outside of the city that was the epitome of a fixer upper. A few thousands to buy the place, another ten to remodel it to fit the two of them and bingo they had a house all their own with a good three acres around.

Good land to romp around in at 6am when Sally wanted to get up to go for a jog naked, enough space that the nearest neighbor was about a half mile away, and it gave Maverick the chance to actually know what it was like to just lay under the sun with the wind in his mane and sun at his back. Being born a city boy himself the closets Maverick had ever come to living in the country was going the zoo and seeing the so-called wild lands as a colt.

The two horses kicked off the rest of their club wear, with the exception of their collars, just in time for Chris to groan and roll around onto his front. Maverick lifted his head to smirk at his wife before the two of them watched as the Lab sniff at the throng of pillows only to snort and jump up with bleary eyes looking confused.

"Where am I?" His mind was filled with as much fluff as the pillows underneath his head and when he heard a boisterous laughter-like whinny the Labrador snapped his head to the side just in time to see a large figure set itself down onto the bed beside him.

"Good morning Chris, slept well?" Maverick cheerily asked him making the other blink the sleep from his eyes just to get enough focus to look at the taller stallion.

"You, Maverick? What's going on?"

"You've just been kidnapped and are going to live here as stable hand for the rest of your life." Maverick said with complete seriousness in his voice.

It took Chris' mind several minutes to actually go over the words he had just been told. Part of his mind was pleased about the words he had just been told, a small wag of his tail a flick of his ears showing his pleasure at being told this. Then said tail just stopped as a look of utter confusion crossed over the dog's face making him look like he had an upset stomach.

Still thinking over the words of the larger stallion Chris jumped slightly when a heavy hand pressed into his back. Turning his head back around off onto his side the Lab found Sally's smiling snout leaning in close to him just as her right hand decked her mate onto the side of his shoulder.

"What hubby here means is," She began slowly, making sure that every words was immaculately spoken as she breathed deeply. "we want you to consent to being ours Chris. We've been friends a long time but we both would really appreciate it if you would stay here and be our stable boy." Her lips were right next to his black ears making them flick cutely.

"W-what does that even mean!?" Chris said tensely as his scruff began to rise from aggravation while his tail curled between his legs. "What, you need me to clean up after you two or something? What would two grown anthromorphic horses need a stable hand for since I'm quite sure you two can feed and clean yourselves." Chris got up onto his knees and then back up on the soft down bed to where he could look at both Maverick and Sally without being sandwiched between them.

"Hehe, well the feeding part is right, though I do admit that I wouldn't mind you cleaning me off every now and then." Maverick whinnied as he dropped his hand down between his legs to grope his naked groin.

Chris' eyes shot down as he watched the sheath of the studhorse swell and allowed his long piece of stallioncock to surge free like some kind of twisted python from its nest. Mottled pink and black with the wide but flat crown Maverick's mating tool grew to almost a foot in length yet remained soft and pliant between his legs as if it were just waking up. The two equines watched the brown eyes of the Lab grow wide and a little drool seep out from between his lips as Chris began to grow aroused inside of his pants.

Hand wrapped around Chris' shoulders making the dog jump as Sally quickly enfolded him into her plentiful bosom. The heavy breasts of the other horse were very cushy to Chris' neck as the Lab tried to squirm away from her while at the same time not trying too hard.

"We want you to stay and be with us like a pet but with certain freedoms you wouldn't give a domestic animal. More like an indentured servant that wouldn't be paid except in love and affection." Sally whickered over the top of Chris' head forcing the Labrador to groan as her heated breath soothed the aching insecurities that circled through his brain.

"B-but what about my job?" Chris said with some meekness in voice.

"You quit today, remember?" Maverick reminded him as he crawled up to sit with his knees up and around the outside of Chris' own knees.

"Oh yeah, but wha-" The Lab started to say before his head was taken and bent down to look into the head of the larger stallion's prick.

"Don't fight this Chris." Maverick commanded as he reached down with his other hand to lift up his now half hard thirteen and a half inch cock into the black dog's wet nose. A dollop of pre seeped out and without being asked to Chris licked his tongue out to taste it.

Maverick nearly bucked up from where he was sitting from the sensations of that hot swipe running across his length but managed to keep himself steady just in time to receive another. Panting hard from the feelings the stallion was ready to force the first few inches down into Chris' gullet before a loud snort from Sally made him look up and freeze.

The jade eyes of the other horse told him to back off and not even having to be told verbally Maverick released the Labrador's head. A whine made him drop his gaze down to see the straining tongue of the other trying to dig itself into his slit but Maverick just pulled his cock away from the hungry canine.

"You don't get this unless you consent to our request. I can't just go shootin' this thing off old anywhere, ya know? The misses would get right angry with me if I did." Maverick had had one affair while still at that tentative stage of being boyfriend-girlfriend with Sally.

Not so much a question of fidelity on his part, but just an opportunity to get a bigger herd when he was still young and wild. His balls had never really recovered from the trauma of being grabbed and squeezed so hard that they nearly popped by Sally's heavy hand and probably never would.

"Consider it a perk of being ours." Sally teased as she took one of Chris' paws and then guided it back behind him to place his fingers at her cervix. Wetness and warmth wrapped around his digits and as he the Palomino used the Labrador's hand to service her slightly damp cunt Chris felt his pants grow tight across his crotch. "This too would be up for grabs, if you know what I mean?" She laughed into Chris' ears making them flutter again.

For a minute the Lab said nothing. His mind firing signals so fast into head that he actually felt a headache coming on. Too much was happening and his logical mind was at war big time with his instincts. The smell of horse musk, both male and female, wafting across his nose wasn't helping things. Neither was Sally thighs hugging around his wrist and sinking his hand even deeper into her vagina, though it did soothe another ache he was having between his legs.

"I-I just don't know. I mean really," Chris said as he looked down at himself. "You want a slightly overweight dog like me when you two have each other?"

It was Maverick who answered him as the stallion leaned down and nuzzled his face into Chris' paunch. "You'd be surprised how much we can do with a doggy like yourself. Reckon I could even bend you in half and stuff your ass good full without breaking anything with all that cushion you got back there."

Chris blushed as he thought about the way the other male had just described his posterior. Being called a bubble butt was fine for twinks and the likes, but damn it, "You really know how to be a charmer, don't you?" Chris muttered under his breath making Maverick's ears turn down.

"I try."

Sighing and looking between the two Maverick thought about it for several seconds. What did he have to lose really? Not like he technically had a job anymore, even though he could go work at Eagle's nest for a while. His savings were more than enough to carry him along for a couple of years: never let it be said that living cheaply didn't have its perks. But honestly, could he really stand to be the...toy...to these two horses. Chris knew somehow that his status would never be equal to them but it would be just enough so that he had some say if he ever wanted to leave them.

Looking up between the two of them though, he had a feeling that wasn't going to be for a long while into the future.

So, he began in his head, to be the slave of two muscled equines or to not be the slave of two muscled equines? That is truly the question.

Ahhh fuck it!

Chris leaned out and kissed Sally right onto the lips from where her head was hovering over his own, taking the Palomino by surprise, while his other hand reached out for Maverick's dick. Grabbing the now fifteen inch monster the Labrador stroked the length of the stallion's cock with his fingers before brushing the crown with his thumb.

Both Sally and Maverick whickered and moaned into the ministrations of the smaller canine. Chris' tongue dipping and shoving inside of the tanned mare's muzzle with such force that she was forced to fight back against him in a heated tongue battle while at the front Maverick was humping up and down so hard the bed was bouncing onto the floor. The shared affections lasted for several minutes until the need for breath made Sally and Chris pull away from each other. Maverick actually continued to let the Lab do as he wished, that talented hand stroking along his hard cock with such pressure that his leathery balls were starting to churn between his legs. A soft tap onto the back of his head from Sally made the other horse open his half closed eyes, of which he didn't even remember closing partially, before taking Chris' hand and stopping its motions.

"You know now," Sally tried to say as she panted deeply before beginning again, "this means that you're ours now. To do with as we like, how we like and when we like right?" Chris just nodded but then jumped slightly when his hand was removed from Sally's legs. "That being said, we like our toys to be wrapped a certain way and put in place where it belongs."

A pair of handcuffs appeared from behind Sally's back and then Chris found himself cuffed to the head of the bed. Not sure what was going on and hoping that he would get out of it with his ass intact, though looking at the meaningful eagerness in Maverick's eyes he quickly discarded that hope. Without even having to ponder it long Chris knew that Maverick was going to break his rear entrance open and make him enjoy every second of it. That large stallioncock looked like it had busted many cherries in the past and was about to add one more to its long repertoire.

Suddenly, Chris really longed for an exboyfriend to have had deflower him because this was going to hurt.

A blindfold was placed over his eyes blotting out much of the light from the surrounding lamps as Sally straddled Chris' chest and sat lightly on his tubby stomach.

"Now don't worry, we've done this before, though not with a pet like you before, so we know just what to do to make you feel extra aroused, pup." Sally's voice seemed to take on a dominant tone as Chris listened and then felt hands reaching down to relieve him of his clothing. First his shoes, then socks, pants were next followed by his coat; Chris barely believed that he still had on the damn thing during the whole ordeal, and then his shirt.

Thankfully nothing was just ripped off of his body as he was sure that between them the two equines could have torn the thin material he had on like newspaper. After that there was a lot of movement around him and sounds of hoofs clomping across the ground as the two horses got their equipment ready. Alex listened as he heard shelves and doors being opened, the sounds of whispers floating across the air and even a whinny or two that sounded too excited to be reply to a weather forecast.

All the while Chris was left to wiggle around on the bed and breathe deeply as sweat began to pool against the back if his neck from nervousness. When two heavy forms returned to sit on either side of him, the bed dipping down so far that Chris really wanted to know just how much both equines weighed in stones together, he was treated to hands grabbing his legs and lifting them into the air before something snug was pressed up against his puckered tailhole.

"What's that!"

"Just a self lubricating dildo hun, don't worry about it." Maverick's voice said making Chris' mouth drop open as he tried to understand what he had just been told.

He couldn't.

"Are you trying to tell me that there's a fake dick pointed right underneath my ass?"

"Yep, and not a very big one so this should open you really easy to get you ready for Maverick's meat." Sally cheerfully said even as she stirred something up into a small bowl and then poured it gently across the Lab's chest.

Chris hissed from the warmth, his back jumping up but his legs were held firm in Maverick's arms keeping him from going far, before he settled down. This created a counterbalancing motion of putting his tailhole directly over the seeping tip of the self-lubricating cock and then wedging the tip into his tailstar. With his body flexing from the sensations happening to his unseen body Chris' ass opened up just enough so that the tip of the dildo was forced up his naked rump without Maverick having to force him down. Grunting from having his anal passage opened in such an unusual way Chris groaned and tried to rise up some only to have Maverick hold him steady.

Meanwhile, Sally was smoothing over the gel she had put around Chris' chest, smoothing out the Labrador's black fur in the process. Once she saw that he was ready she brought a bottle of something that smelt faintly like a disinfectant to the blinded dog and dabbed it onto the area just had just covered. Chris hissed once more and surged upwards but this time he barely got an inch before Maverick pushed him back down over the dildo to force more of the toy into him.

"This will just take a second so try not to move around much. I know it feel...different but it'll only take me a moment." Sally spoke very calmly as she said this making Chris worry.

Listening to the other horse get up and clomp away the Lab opened his mouth to ask Maverick what the deal was only to receive a shushing noise for his troubles. The two waited for several minutes, Chris' ass having opened up and relaxed so far that more than half of the toy was wrapped inside of his anus by the time Sally returned. The smell and feel of something heated caught onto his nose and then the gears began to turn sharply inside of Chris' head.

They wouldn't, was the last coherent thought he could conceive just in time for Maverick to force his legs down and around the rest of the dildo making him yelp out in pain at the precise moment when Sally placed the small custom brand onto the front of his chest.

There was no describing the agony he felt then. Words just didn't do it justice but to say the least Chris let out a howl so loud that it carried him right off the cliff into oblivion as consciousness escaped him.

It took several minutes before his mind began to restart itself but once it did the Labrador snapped his eyes open, thankfully no longer blindfolded, and then looked down at himself. His brown eyes catch the insignia of a galloping horse with the initials S/M burned into his chest and indignation surged up throughout his veins like boiling hot magma. Snarling and turning to look at the two horses Chris let his fury die into a subtle whimper as he looked at the two equines smirking down at him.

Whatever kind of consideration and graceful mercy that might have had for him before was out the window now and the two looked down at him as if he were a piece of property that was meant to be owned.

"Good morning again," Maverick teased as he got down onto the bed and leaned forward until he was face to face with the smaller male. "I'm so glad that you decided to rejoin us."

"W-what did you do to me!?" It was a bark more than a question and a light smack against the back of the head made the Lab whimper and curl up into himself. The hit by the broad palm of the stallion didn't hurt but it got the message in quite clearly; shut up and buck up.

"Pets don't talk back unless given permission. Do that again and I'll really discipline you, understand?" Chris nodded rapidly. "Good boy, now here are some base rules for your new life here. One, you are ours, that means you belong to us and not the other way around so what we say goes, got it?" Another silent nod. "Two, you are our servant/pet, meaning that you will have duties and responsibilities around here for as long as we keep you, starting with getting up and fixing breakfast and ending with being out cum rag whenever we have need of you." Chris just listened wide eyed as the stallion continued his lecture.

"We also have responsibilities to you so it works both ways in a sense. We won't hurt you but you can't run away from us, only be released if we ever tire of you." Chris blinked and then looked down at the pink flesh glowing on his chest. Thankfully it was a clean mark so there wasn't any blood or disfigured flesh to make it look like he had just had the fur burned off of his hide. In actually it looked rather appealing, but Chris wasn't of the mind to enjoy it just yet.

"Which won't be ever by the way. Anyway, that is our mark to remind you of who owns you but also who cares for you." Maverick said as he leaned down and brushed his tongue over the sensitive flesh of the Lab's right pectoral. Chris hissed and groaned from the feel of the warm tongue but allowed the other to continue to soothe the aching hurt that was throbbing against his chest. "No one else in the world has this mark so wherever you go from now on you'll have proof that we, if nobody else, both love you." Maverick finished with a tender lick of his tongue before pulling back to stand by his wife.

"Maverick and I have wanted you ever since you served us those two drinks back in '01. We weren't as established as we are now so that would have been a tentative thing back then but now we have everything we need to raise a pet like you." Sally crawled over Chris' still cuffed body and then placed her thighs around his head so that her sex was directly in front of his face. "Also we know how to treat a pet like you," The Palomino took her hand and used it to guide Chris' muzzle into the dampness of her twat and all the Labrador knew from there was that there were words being spoken above him that he couldn't hear.

His tongue licked out liberally over the female's cunt, dipping into the folds of her body and seeking out her inner depths making Sally cut off what she was saying with a moan. Throwing back her head and rutting her thighs into Chris' face the Palomino began to facefuck the pudgy dog as if he were a paid whore worth her time and money.

Meanwhile back behind them, Maverick was getting off watching his mate being eaten out by the slobbery tongue of the black canine. His cock hard in between both of his hands and stand at its full length of sixteen inches, Maverick was truly a sight to behold. His stallionhood was a piece of artwork just like the rest of the black and white horse but it looked so out of place being rubbed between heavy hands insides of being inside the warmth of a mare's body. Zeroing his gaze down to Sally's flailing tail Maverick watched the pert rump of his only mare jump up and down onto the tubby form of Chris' body, showing off her anus just a bit before it was hidden by black fur.

Shaking head to dispel the vision of his wife's beauty from his mind Maverick knew exactly where he was going to put his cock and it wasn't between the Palomino's ass. No, tonight, or this morning whichever, all sixteen inches belonged to the spread tailhole of a certain Labrador and damned if Chris wasn't going to feel every inch of his other owner. Clomping over and taking hold of the black dog's legs Maverick lifted Chris' legs up to reveal the long blue dildo that was nestled between his spread cheeks.

The long phallus had done its job of lubing up the canine's tender insides while at the same time preparing him for the greater shaft that was going to thrust up into Chris' tailpipe. Dregs of lube dribbled out making Maverick snort and whicker before he reached down and pulled on the end of the toy to remove it.

Chris hissed and groaned as he felt his ass muscles started to move against his permission. A forceful grip at the back of his head smashed his snout into sally's cunt returning the other to licking and nibbling at her cunt as Maverick pulled centimeter after centimeter of the eleven inch dildo out of his ass. It burned, but it was a warm heat instead of something scalding and when the last of the toy popped out of him with a wet plop sound Chris fought against a blush trying to stain his cheeks. His back tunnel gaped open and a cool draft made him squirm around but all that became moot as Maverick leaned down and blew a heated breath across the Labrador's taint.

Moaning and shoving his tongue far up into Sally, the two of the groaned out loud, though from different feelings coursing through them. Maverick chuckled as he blew another snort of breath against his pet's taint getting another rumble of bodily pleasure only to receive a quick whap to the back of his head from Sally. Looking up into the green eyes of his mate the stallion saw the meaningful hurry up and get started expression on her face and bobbed his head in acquiescence. Getting up onto the bed, Chris' legs still in his hold, Maverick nudged his cock against the Lab's wide open tailhole and then gently eased himself on home.

Chris shrugged Sally's hand away from him as he pulled back and howled out to the stars outside. His eyes rolled up as the fat crown of the horse's cock punched forward into him with enough force to turn his asshole inside out.

Holy freaking SHIT!!!!, Chris screamed into his head as a breathless moan came from his throat.

Maverick was a big stud and not very eager to be neither slow nor gentle with the other male. A dominant urge to make the other his second mare drove the stallion's hips forward as inch by inch sixteen inches of horsecock plowed their way home. Chris ass may have flowered open for the dildo but it all but exploded into pieces for Maverick's maleness. If he could have looked down the Labrador would have seen a firm indentation move up through his body along the lines of his guts before coming to rest somewhere right below his stomach line.

It would have been an interesting sight to see but Maverick was concentrating to hard not to drive into the smaller male like he owned him, which he technically did, and Sally was moving down his pudgy stomach blocking Chris from seeing anything other than the Palomino placing herself right down over his eight inch doggyhood. Brown eyes gazed at the beautiful female and her perky cunt as Sally lifted herself up, making sure to run her tail and taint across her husband's nose so that he could get high from the scent of her neediness, and then angled her body so that she was just over Chris' pointed length.

A swift pump of her hips and Chris was drowned in the exquisiteness of flesh meeting flesh and endless mind numbing heat engulfing him across every corner of his body. It was nirvana as it was the purgatory. Trapped as he was Chris could neither move his legs nor could he move his hips as the two muscled equines held onto him tight enough so that he was practically immobile.

The only part of him that he could wave around any at all was his head but that was only to roll his face back and forth across the sweaty pillow he was messing up. His breathing coming out in hard pants and his tongue drooling down across his neck the branded Labrador could only lie there as his two owners and masters decided when the time was right to begin this illicit affair.

Whatever the starting mark was it was lost to Chris, though he would bet money that it began with Sally moving up over his prick with her strong hips and then surging down almost to his knot, as the two horses began to fuck him. Maverick moved with ease as he sliced his cock inside on the smaller dog's rectum with well timed strokes of his hips. Meaty thighs danced back and forth taking a third of his cock out from Chris' body while at the same time spurting large gouts of pre into the insides of the Lab. Sally for her part was riding cowboy style as he dipped her hips up and down across Chris' body, squeezing and pulling along his cock and drinking up every inch of the canine's leaking fluids to mix them with her own juice.

Wet slapping sounds filled the air as the three adult figures ground and panted between each other in this lewd act of ownership and conquest. There was no mistake about it; the two horses were claiming territory. The energy filled between them in their strokes told the tale as the two mates droved them harder and more fully into the crooning doggy.

Chris rolled his head as his thighs were slapped by Maverick's balls and hips, the bigger stud was now moving half of his cock inside and out while whickering like a wild man. Long mane swiping across the air around him the stallion grunted a snort as he rocked his body into the pudgy Lab hard enough to make Chris' stomach jiggle from impact. The scent of horse and sweat and dog mixed into the air between them so much that Maverick was gnashing his teeth together as he fought with himself not to try and lean over and around Sally to bite into the back of his other mare's neck. His eyes dilated as he watched his mottled cock run back and forth into the depths of the dog, slurping through the wet tissue of the tender canine's rectum and molding it down into an entire new shape.

Sally was huffing and groaning herself as she reached up to fondle her tits while groping at her breasts. From where she was at the top of the pyramid the Palomino had full control over both males as her dips and hips caused various responses to go throughout Chris's body, alternatively making things both easy and not for Maverick. When he inner muscles clamped down and held firm onto the almost foot length caninecock Chris would jump and gasp making his anus close vice tight around Maverick and force the stallion to work double-time to fuck the other. When the tanned mare would raise up and just hover to a second above the Lab Chris would whine and try to raise himself up making his anus relax and give Maverick a straight shot into the other.

A perfectly aligned play of control all met out by the only female in the room and all Sally could do was ride the wave towards its end. Her rear smacked into Chris' waist hard enough that his full knot shot up into her slurping cunt but the experienced muscles were too practiced to allow the dog to tie them fully. Whinnying and huffing Sally turned her head back to look and see her mate drilling Chris as he tried to stave off his climax. Knowing that the two of them could keep the other going for the rest of the night, as well as the waking dawn just peeking out from the skyline, the Palomino decided to call things to a head and finish the two off. Lifting herself up and turning around, Sally took her husband's mane and pulled his head forward into her cunt, mashing his snout so hard that all he could smell was her juice before snorting a powerful whinny and cumming onto her mate's face.

Jet after jet of feminine fluids coated the stallion's nose covering Maverick's face soon after as he stopped his movements to tongue at her pussy. Sally gasped loud and clearly into the sky before pulling away from him to drop herself down directly over Chris' cock. Snapping her muscles cervix over the length of his maleness the Palomino listened knowingly as the Labrador howled and thrust up into her gaping cunt spilling his load into her in the same second.

Maverick was the last to come in this unusual chain of ecstasy, his eyes almost dark as Chris' midnight colored fur while his face was painted with the evidence of his wife's orgasm the stallion let instinct take over and pile drove into his other mare to let loose his surge of stallion seed. His cum pouches rising up and into his body the zonked out equine male came with force unbridled as he released his load into Chris' unprepared body.

The flood was warm like wine yet grew hotter like a flame as Chris laid there and took every drop of semen into his belly. It gushed and it churned, dancing freely into every corner of the dog's stomach forcing the already pudgy belly to distend just a little more as Maverick humped the last of his climax into his ass. The hot cock of the larger male moved gently inside of him, even as they owner swayed back and forth as though drunk, and once the tap began to trickle to a halt Maverick shook his head and threw his sweat from his mane into the air as his senses slowly returned from the edge of madness called rapture.

The two horses didn't say anything as they pulled away from Chris' used body in perfect synchronization. Liquid sex poured from off and out of the black canine as proof of his ownership was made visible all across the lower end of the Labrador's form. Chris tiredly panted his tongue for air, his ears flicking slowly, mind circling in a whirl before everything just seemed to come to its end. Sally unlocked his handcuffs while Maverick lowered his legs, cum dripping out onto the legs of the stallion but it was like the other didn't even care as Maverick stood over and watched his mate cooing at their pet.

Light entered the windows making two heads turn to see the sun just now rising but before the solar disc could interfere with this moment Sally hoped off the bed and went to close the curtains.

Morning won't spoil this just yet, the Palomino thought as she returned to the prone doggy and lay herself out onto the bed so that she was cuddled up into the lightly drifting Lab. Maverick looked on for several minutes, his twelve inch half hardon trying to ease back into his sheath pulsing between his legs, before smiling at his two mares. Needing to be close to his herd to ensure his dominance and protection over the two Maverick eased himself onto the other side of Chris' body and hugged his arms around the pudgy dog to secure him into his bulk.

Tails flailed lightly as the two equines hugged their pet close to them, breathing in Chris' scent and whinnying across his throat to taste his sweaty scent. The musk from their sex enticing them both to grow aroused again but the fatigue from the previous day lulling them into comfortable slumber before anything could come about.

The two horses whickered quietly as more and more light eased through the curtains but by the time dawn had finally broke there was no one awake to take notice.

Meanwhile, in his dreams Chris found himself racing on all fours across a field of green grass on a plain that drew on for miles and miles. In his mind he barked and brayed to the sun above just as two large forms drew up on either side of him and raced with him into the day. Tan and mottled black and white kept both corners of his eyes filled as the feral canine pulled himself further across the ground to see just how far he could race the others across the field. Both matched him easily enough but never strayed far ahead as they stayed on either side of the Lab, both watching him and guiding him towards a place on dreams may know.