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~the characters portrayed in this story are the property of Walt Disney Studios, the views and events depicted here are purely fictitious. Those under 18 should be advised against strong sexual content herein...m/f, m/m and so on. I take no responsibility for those who read anyway....you continue at your own risk and have been warned~

A smell....rain and a lot of it. A dull ache mid strong and cramped muscles bunched and trapped within the confines of junk. Thankfully it wasn't much...just enough to keep him buried and unable to move out from underneath it to freedom. Being caught and trapped was the last thing that made sense to him, he absolutely loathed it almost as much as he hated the past and how much of a legend his rival was.

Tramps' time would come and when it did he.. Buster would enjoy every moment of it.

For now however, the difficulty lay in escaping his currant predicament. He groaned and pushed upward flexing his shoulders and heaving at an angle. It seemed to nearly work until the weight sagged down on him once more and he panted.

Oh I have plans for Scamp! If I ever see that mutt again I'll kill him!

Growling he stained again using every ounce of his strength before flopping down and sighing.

He wouldn't stop, wouldn't rest until he had broken away...gotten out of it....

The others had left him long ago following at the heels of their dog idle, off to humans and families. Pathetic! Sniveling lowlifes! You'd think the junkyard would be enough for em.

A storm was coming soon right in time to wash out the memory of the fireworks and picnics, the parade and the crowds, the food and the sounds of children laughing together. In more ways then one it was the end of an era for the Doberman, the end of something that had been beautiful. Leadership.

After the Tramp had left it had taken him time and effort to find and gather followers...hard work to save them or keep them from being caught in order to follow his cause. As a leader he'd been unequaled by anyone anywhere....except for that backstabbing, two timing, lovesick housedog!

The rain came slowly, ever so gradually becoming more concentrated. A single drop splashed atop his head to roll down in a thin trickle between his eyes and down to his nose. Gratefully he licked it off enjoying the cool refreshing feel of water down his throat. How pathetic!

"Well well...looks like you've ended up in a bad way there Buster...but then that kinda was always how I thought you'd end up."

The voice was sudden, smooth and velvety and laced with warm amusement.

Buster growled raising his hackles and baring his teeth.

"Who are you? Who dares set foot on Buster's turf!?"

A smooth laugh came from somewhere close by ringing through the rain and bouncing off of the metal bits of the garbage strewn around him. It was definitely female and definitely casual without a hint of worry to it.

"Do you really think that your turf is worth anything now? Not only did the Tramp make you look like a fool just as he always did but it seems his son is following in his pawsteps..."

"Tramp hasn't won yet! And as for that kid of his, that was nothing but a lucky move on his part. When I get out of here I'll end both of them...sink my teeth...wait...just as he always did?"

Now the Doberman's mind was racing, searching deep in his past. He was trying to pinpoint something elusive but something he felt lay right under his nose.

"How would you know 'if' he always did. You don't know anything about me or the Tramp except for what you just saw" he said straining once again against the garbage holding him down without success. "See me and him have a history...an unsettled score to set right and I intend to do so as soon as I get out of here."

All that could be heard for a moment was the constant hiss of the rain as it fell creating a small puddle under him. Then when the voice spoke again it wasn't as jovial as it had been before.

"I as well have a score to settle with the Tramp although mine is of a different nature..."

"Sounds great but...um...any chance of ya lending me a paw here? I'd be most grateful if you could find it in yourself to do so" he pleaded hopefully. "I mean you'd have to be heartless to leave me here."

"Fair enough" the female mused thoughtfully. "However if I do this, I run the show at least until we both find revenge. Mine comes first and then after that the Tramp and his family are all yours....

"Deal" Buster said licking his lips in anticipation. "After all hell hath no fury like a dame scorned and Tramp had plenty of those."

" I wasn't just a dame...I was the one before Lady Buster. Remember that!"

"Sure! Sure! Now help me out!"

The Doberman could hear the sound of soft paws coming closer and closer slightly stirring the mud. Then he saw her and her scent rolled over him like a distant memory brought again to his immediate attention.

"Well I'll be! If it isn't the Jewel of crime herself! I'll admit...you're the last person that I expected to ever see again."

Before him was slender Dalmatian, spots covering her like paint splotches that were randomly dashed against pure pristine white save for her paws which padded through the accumulating mud.

The most striking thing about her were her eyes...beautiful icy blue depths spangled with almost the unnoticeable bits of green that seemed piercing and altogether hypnotic.

"Well I'm back and I'm going to put things right."

It was late evening, shadows playing and dancing along the walls as moonlight shimmered through the rain that pelted down in constant torrents.. the gentle sound of distant thunder bludgeoned the otherwise silent night. Each rolling of the heavenly roar was light and gradual, each hum ringing out far away before becoming fainter and fainter...slowly fading until it was taken up again.

The humans were asleep, as were the pups and Lady who lay curled up in Tramps back...her long fluffy clean fur rising and falling as she slept.

Tramp on the other paw was restless...

The grey mutt whined softly in the dark, his dreams clearly bothering him until finally with a grunt his eyes snapped open and alert...a low growl escaping him unbidden before he could register that for now he was safe.

His dreams had been so vivid...

Stretching he peered over to watch his mate as she smiled, one of her ears flipped at an odd angle while her nose moved of its' own accord, no doubt picking up some imaginary smell. Chuckling he licked her cheek lovingly and rose to his paws taking extra care not to wake her.

What was wrong with him?

They had made up. She had expressed that she understood him and he her. He was sure that he was loved and even more sure that he loved her more then anything in the world. So why do I feel so confused? Why do I feel like the world is going to come crashing down around my head?

Slowly he made his way out through the swinging door and out into the living room. Light came more naturally and openly here whenever lightening flashed in brief interludes in between instances of blueish gray darkness. The rich furniture and intricate style of the Darling home was transformed into a normal hodgepodge of simple shapes that comforted him as he leapt up on the cushioned bench just under the window. It was snug and welcoming and he relished being alone with his thoughts.

Everything that he had gone thru in his life, everything he'd experienced seemed surreal and distant to him as if it had happened in another lifetime. Who'd have ever thought that I'd end up here like this with a family? I never in a dogs age thought that this would be me.

There were things in his past lost to his memory, other things that brought a grin to his scruffy muzzle while still others made him cringe.

He had never wanted to be what he had been, never expected dogs everywhere to know his name. All he had ever done was think...find solutions to problems and go for what he and his pack had wanted. They had called him a hero, a legend....even though he had been the same as they were, a dog who wanted to be loved. A dog who had been bold enough to go looking for love.

And that's where they got that gag about my weakness being dames and how my name wasn't just a coincidence. Wait.....uh oh.

Jolted from his thoughts he shifted to lay on his side...noticing with some embarrassment the bulge in his sheath and the tip of his pink flesh peeping out from it's hiding place.

Heh, who'm I kidding. Perhaps I did have a 'big' weakness for the dames.

He allowed himself a chuckle before checking himself. What was he doing? Lady was the only one...the one who held his heart, the dog that matter most to him. He loved her and her alone and that was that. Warm thoughts coursed through his body and mind as he recalled the night before...Lady, their lovemaking out in the park on the hillside where it had all begun.

"Nothing wrong with a little lustful thought now and then, just as long as I don't act on it."

"Nothing wrong with what pop?"

Startled he scanned the room until his eyes found Scamp, lying with his furry muzzle propped on a pillow that lay on the carpet just shy of the piano. The pup looked thoughtful as he pushed up on his haunches and came towards his father, his eyes showing an inquisitive interest.

"N...nothing....I...was just thinking out loud" he stuttered.

"Yeah...sure. Whatever you say pop" the pup said a sly look gracing his face. "I think I have some idea as to what you were thinking."

Tramp couldn't help blushing, his skin becoming hot underneath his fur.

"Whirlwind...it's not what you think it is. It's just something that I've been contemplating lately...a problem that I've finally been able to solve."

"Dad I know what's been wrong and I'm happy for you, both you and mom" Scamp growled smiling knowingly. "I'm glad you both are seeing eye to eye now."

The older dog was dumbfounded.

"Wait...then you...saw...

The pup nodded

"You were supposed to be asleep son. You know how dangerous the streets can be. Besides, what happens between me and your mother isn't something that you should be thinking about. You'll understand when you have a mate of your own...

"Yeah, whenever that'll be" the pup scoffed hanging his head. "Angel's gone! She was taken away dad to another family. You seriously believe that I don't understand what it feels like to love someone? I'd give anything to see her again."

"I know you would son" Tramp almost whispered jumping down from the cushioned bench and sitting facing his son. "Sometimes...in life, you meet special dogs, dogs that mean a lot and dogs that you never forget."

"She wasn't just any dog. I loved her" Scamp whined.

"I know...I know."

Seeing his son hurt like this pained Tramp. He had been aware of the spark between his son and Angel when he first had met her back when they had saved Scamp from Reggie. Both were dreamy eyed even then.

He remembered how happy the two had been when they had all come home together and Angel had been excepted as one of the family. With a pang he recalled overhearing the Darlings decision, how they had decided that it was too crowded in their home and that Angel would have to go.

A family had come for her not too soon afterwards and his son had been devastated when she had left. The pup hadn't been the same after that although Tramp had made it an effort to be with him every chance he got.

Gently he leaned down and ran his tongue between Scamps' ears rhythmically trying to sooth him.

"We all lose those we care about. Moving on is one of the hardest things that you'll ever have to do Whirlwind, but I promise, you'll find someone and when you do both of you will love each other."

"Maybe" the smaller dog whispered his voice shaky. "I hope you're right."

"Tramp...."

Lady's voice drifted to them from the other room and they both froze both hardly daring to breathe.

"You had better hide Whirlwind.." Tramp whispered nudging the pup with a paw. "Your mother won't be happy to know that your awake at this hour. We'll talk more later."

"But pop what if she catches me..

"She will if you don't hide now! When she's not looking go but for now behind the sofa. Quick!"

Just in time the pup scampered away to crouch down and out of sight behind the sofa just as Lady peeked in around the corner of the doorway.

Dodged a bullet there! Breathing a sigh of relief Tramp straightened himself up and cock his head in a casual manner towards the doorway.

"Yeah pidge...in here."

Not a moment too soon did he reach the couch before he heard his mother's voice again and the soft sound of her paws hitting the carpet as she padded into the room.

"Tramp? I thought I heard voices out here...are you alright?"

Heart racing Scamp waited to catch his fathers' response shivering slightly all too well knowing the punishment for sneaking around at night if his mother caught him.

"I was just thinking aloud to myself is all. I'm fine pigeon honest. It's just sometimes I think back and remember all of the things that have happened to me and am amazed that I'm still alive and what's more that I was lucky enough to end up with you."

A moment of silence, shuffling, the sound of steady breathing and then the wet sound of a lick.

"And I'm lucky to be with you too Tramp....."

Scamp could tell by the sound of his mothers' voice that she had more to say but was debating whether or not to say the rest. Apparently his father caught it too for he shuffled slightly, an uneasiness to his movement.

"But....?"

"But, you seem sad and I know you well enough by now to know when something is wrong. Are you sure you're alright" she said quietly her voice soft and tender?

More wet sounds filling the room and assailing his ears. Kissing.

"Really...I'm A okay kid. I feel better then any dog half my age."

With a happy chuckle he could hear his mothers' voice change again for a third time.

"You're the best dog there ever was. I think I know of a way I could get you to cheer up."

"Pidge...you....mmmm...that is you don't have to....nnnmmmm."

Soon there were slurping noises and an intake of breath and a sultry moan.

Great! Dad's burying the bone with mom and I'm stuck here! Maybe this'll make it easier to sneak away with both of them caught up in....in...each other. Weird thought.

Gulping he slowly inched forward, peeking inch by inch around the arm of the sofa hoping against hope that he could still sneak away without his mother finding out. Thankfully the house was a wave of the scent of him, his sisters, the humans and Tramp and Lady...but still, there was always a chance that his mother would pick up on the freshness of his scent.

"Oh Tramp!!!! Nnnnnoooaaahhh!!!"

He froze and tried to focus his eyes in the darkness. He could see his father hunched up over his mother, their bodies moving quickly and smoothly together, slick sloppy thwacking noises meeting his ears in sync with the rocking of the figures of his parents.

"Mmmmm!! Yeah Pidge! Yeah!!!"

Moving along the wall Scamp couldn't help but drool at the thought of his parents both together, joined in such a carnal way.

I can't think like that though or I'll get caught! If I can just make it to the door....

"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!! Tramp! So.........nnnnnggaaaahhhhh TRAMP!!!!!"

"PIDGE!!!!"

Scamp could hear as well as smell both climax together as both Tramp and Lady moaned together as Tramps' knot slipped in and they tied. Both were shaking and panting as they copulated and he had to force himself to move onward past the doorway down the hall and to his bed in the pantry.

Circling around on his doggy pillow he flopped down ending up on his back looking at the ceiling, his parents voices still audible to his keen hearing. His mind wandered to Angel and to the past when he'd been a junkyard dog.

He knew that the streets were dangerous and that that facing that dangerous for most meant a one way trip to the pound. A chill ran through him as he remembered Reggie, the dank dark stench of fear and the continuous whining of those who had not a hope. And yet he would eagerly face it all again if only to see Angel again, to feel her close to him and smell her sweet scent while she chided him for something he'd done wrong or teased him in her chipper well meaning way.

His head sagged a bit as he remembered with bittersweet fondness the night they had shared together, chasing fireflies, tumbling around and racing through town in, ending up at Tony's to share a delicious feast and a kiss.

If only to have that again.

A single tear rolled down his muzzle as he tried desperately to escape the memories and find sleep, peace of mind. Rest was what he needed more then anything and when it came he welcomed it like a long lost friend.

Early morning brought grogginess and grey light that shifted into a bright golden warmth that fell on his fur and steadily prodded him out of sleep. Unfortunately and to his utter dread it also brought his three yipping yelling sisters who hopped around his bed.

"Wake up! Wake up broooother! Wake up!!! Time to rise! Heh heh and uh...shine!! Yeah yeah that's right shine!"

With how goofy and low it sounded that had to be Danielle.

"Sleeping in at this hour!? Simply disgraceful! Get out of bed lazy bones!"

Gaaahhh! Collette with her matter of fact ways. Makes a dog wish he could dig a hole for himself instead of his favorite chew toy! Just a little more sleep!

"The sun is shining, the day is new!! Come on bro! We wanna play!"

Annette. Although he did feel a little comradeship towards her...being yelled at this early was a cruelty that he couldn't take.

Blearily he stretched and opened his eyes just in time to be bumped into and pushed from his bed, the breath leaving his lungs as he landed on the harder, colder floor in surprise.

It seemed Danielle believed that he'd been in bed long enough and had decided to ram him out.

All three of them bounced up and down excitedly.

"Hooray! He's up and at em! Hooray for brother!!!"

"Would you guys knock it off! I ought to bite each of you morons" he growled as soon as he caught his wind. "I doubt our parents are even awake yet!"

"Since when has that mattered? Now we can say that we've woken up before mother! And you can too" Collette giggled. "Doesn't that make you feel wonderful! Now we can call her the sleepyhead! It'll be great!!"

"Sure it does. It makes me feel all kinds of wonderful" Scamp groaned sarcastically before smiling wryly. "I'd love to see you try to tell mother that. Perhaps her wrath can persuade you not to disturb the sleep of others. Now 'that' would make me feel wonderful."

Wagging his tail at the thought Scamp hiked up a hind leg and began scratching himself clicking his tongue near the end in the trademark scratch that he and his dad shared. Back when he had tried to join the junkyard dogs it had almost been a dead give away that he was a relation to Tramp which had almost ended badly with Buster so hell bent on revenge.

Yawning he stood and rolled his tired muscles waiting for his prissy sister to shoot some sort of rebuttal at him or for one of the others to attack him.

Instead all three sisters just stood and stared at him wagging their small tails in excitement. After several moments of this he began to feel uncomfortable sitting down and licking one of his paws nervously.

"So why wake up this early and why are you all staring at me like that? Have I sprouted another ear or something or is this just another of your games?"

"Hee hee no game" Danielle muttered chuckling to herself.

It was Annette who answered him winking at her sisters before hand which gave him a funny feeling that he was being set up for some sort of prank.

"Well last night before bed we were talking and I let slip how fun it was to sneak out and watch mom and dad" she began choosing her words carefully. "We got to think though...the way they were acting if doing the same thing ourselves would make us feel as good. We also thought that if it was to work we'd have to bring you along to play dads part, but getting caught wouldn't bare thinking about and the park sounded like the safest place away from mother or father."

"Whoa...whoa! What!? I must not be hearing you right! Let me get this straight, you, all of you, my well to do annoyingly well behaved sisters who would never do anything that mother didn't sanction herself want to sneak off without telling anyone, do adult things that you probably shouldn't and what's more you want to have me along for the ride?"

"Exactly" Collette said matter of factly raising an eyebrow. "None of us can do...well..do what dad did and you being the most devious of our litter we were sure that if we brought you along you'd figure out a way for all of us to enjoy ourselves."

Leaning his muzzle forward until he was right in her face Scamp chuckled.

"Well I'll admit I'm floor guys. I never would've thought that any of you had a naughty side to them much less you" he growled bumping his nose meaningfully against Collettes'.

Winking at him the spaniel gave him a lick on the nose.

"We three have our naughty side...but you can't ever breathe a word to anyone."

"Who said I ever would...that's usually how you guys work" he retorted with a grin.

"If you'd be so kind then Scamp lead the way" she grinned licking her lips. " Since you know the park best it would probably work out better if you did then one of us."

"Fair enough. Just be quiet though, that is unless you do want to get caught."

It all seemed weird to him, his sisters cooperating for once with him and not just one but all three. Against his better judgment he decided that he'd play along. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that soon the trap or the trick would be brought down on his head if he wasn't vigilant and constant guard against all three.

They made their way slowly out of the pantry and past the door that let to the family room half expecting at any moment for the humans to wake or their parents to bustle out and ask them all what they were doing up so early. To their surprise and delight however they were able to each jump through the swinging doggy dog and down the steps of the porch and into the front yard.

Danielle giggled not being able to hold in her mirth at the ease of their escape until she was shushed by one of the others.

Collette keep humming to herself no doubt nervous about actually taking part in something outside of her normal day to day activities. Every few moments she would clear her throat or cough much to the annoyance of the others.

Annette for her part was much like him, quiet and aware of everything around her and watchful for anything unexpected. Her ears were up as much as they could be and each step she took was careful.

They followed the winding twisting lane down from the villa's keeping close to the walls and fences where they could. The trees grew in a line that wound with the lane, each fenced in by little rail pickets in a way hemming in the walkways from the road. The scent of lilacs permeated the morning air as the town slumbered on before waking with a new day. Scamp fell into a steady trot as they neared main street making his way through an alley to the east that lead into the park.

Few people were up and those that were gave little thought to seeing three puppies padding along to the park. As they neared the bridge and the pond Collette cleared her throat causing all of them to stop and Danielle to burst out laughing randomly at their success.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee haaaaaaahhh! We made it! We actually made it! Let's get too fun! Ha haaaa!"

"Not yet" Collette chided her shaking her head.

Annette nodded in agreement. "Definitely not, is there a place where we'd have more privacy Scamp?"

All three turned to him expectantly.

Embarrassment coursed through him and his heartbeat quickened as for the first time he hesitated upon further thought on what they planned to do. Thus far they had been in this together but he wasn't sure he wanted to leave anything to chance with his sisters.

"Um...heh there's a small thicket up ahead on a hill I think but are you all sure you still wanna do this? I mean we could just enjoy being out here and then head home.."

"Not on your life bro" Annette growled in amusement. "Lead the way Scamp."

Sighing resignedly he resumed walking leading them over the bridge and up the hill choosing a spot in the hedge where the foliage curved a bit inward to create a barrier from prying eyes.

Turning back bashfully he noticed the hungry looks the other three were wearing as they closed in on him.

"Shouldn't we think on this maybe just a bit" he whined wagging his tail and backing up slightly? "What if mom eeehhooohh!!"

Annette came at him from the side dipping her head under his belly to drag her tongue along his sheath. "Danielle dear...why don't you back up under him and I'll help you both out...then Collette, you and me can have 'our' fun."

All he could do was shiver and gasp as he felt her tongue touch the inside of his sheath coaxing his most private organ from it's furry hiding place. Without thinking one of his hind legs lifted slightly to allow his sister better access to him.

"Ggeeee nnnngghh Annette..mmm ahhh!"

With a delicate paw she had released most of his girth and had wrapped her lips around his shaft causing him to drool and arch his back. He found it hard not to start humping her muzzle and thrust home like all of his instincts told him, urged him to do. With each sucking slurping sound came another wave of pleasure and gasped feeling trapped in her moist and greedy mouth.

Without a doubt she had been the one to orchestrate all of this.

For a moment he nearly stumbled when Danielle pushed herself under him while Annette pulled his cock gently back to hang quivering in one of her forepaws.

"That's it Danielle. Now crouch down between his front paws and raise your rear towards me. Don't forget to raise your tail up as well, I'll guide him in" Annette growled mischievously from behind him giving his cock an approving squeeze. "Your quite big brother...not that I've had any experience to compare you to but I must admit I'm impressed."

He moaned and looked back over his shoulder at her, one of his ears flopping over his face at an angle.

"Ohhhh! You have no idea how good this feels! I'll admit...mmmm, I didn't expect you to ever be doing something ...like...like this. Oooooooh!"

Danielle now had her rump touching the front of his belly and sheath, her tail grazing his emerging knot and the back of her neck just brushing up against his chest.

"Well then believe it cause I've got an idea that we're all going to enjoy this. I'm next. Brace yourself sister, here he comes" she said with glee.

Her paw gripped him then and he shuddered yipping and panting as she pointed him down, grinding his sensitive skin against his sisters tail, down past the small opening of her ass which moved slightly to a hot and wet place between her legs lower down. Dogs almighty was it warm!

He whimpered as she pointed his tip between that hot slick smooth cleft which yielded to his flesh. Overwhelmed by need he thrust once sinking into it and earning a howl from Danielle below him.

Behind them he could hear moaning and sucking noises and he tilted his head to catch a glimpse of his other siblings together, Collette standing over Annette, both sucking between the others legs and murring in pleasure.

But he couldn't focus on them.

Thrusting faster bodily fluids mixed with that of his sister beneath him. She arched up and he met her, her body shaking underneath his. Hammering in and out he gritted his teeth and nearly howled unsure just how long he could last.

His eyes wandered while he kept up his work, tongue licking his chops. He tried to focus on anything to last longer, the tree further up the hill, the sky, the bushes and something else. Something headed towards them at a lope that swam before his vision blurred by his bliss.

It seemed to be...another dog. It was big and tall with a short tail and a well muscled body. It was sniffing around for something for a moment and then it raised it's head and looked directly at them, a confident smirk creeping along it's face as it slowly made it's way closer to the siblings.

A claw of absolute horror clutched at his heart and he whined at once pulling out of Danielle and cowering.

"Uh...guys! We need to go."

"Heh no we don't! Really Scamp you've been overly annoying" Collette growled in irritation. "If I didn't know any better I'd of thought that we switched places. Who are you and what have you done with my brother?"

"Never mind that" he yipped fearfully. "We need to run! It's Buster!"

Impatiently he inclined his head towards the Doberman trotting straight for them.

"Run as fast as you can!"

"But who is that? Scamp...maybe...."

"No! Run now!!!! I'm right behind you" he howled pushing Danielle to her paws. "Hurry!"

All three bolted at the urgency in his voice and he behind them. He dashed down the hill heading for the bridge and town hoping against hope that they could all make it home. He'd take any punishment any grounding or scolding from his parents happily if only they all came out of this safely. He'd been a fool to agree to come to the park in the first place! Why? Did he really had to learn things the hard way over and over again!?

His sisters had nearly made it to the bridge! He looked back.

The Doberman was right behind him!

With all of the energy he had he ran as fast as he could go, his paws flying over the grass and the soil beneath it. He was almost there, so close when he felt a heavy weight barrel him over roughly and for the second time that morning the air was wisped from his lungs.

Well at least my sisters got away and can get help.

The grey dog lay on his back trying to regain his breath as the Doberman came closer, looming over him with a nasty smile that showed every last one of his pearly sharp teeth.

Buster's going to kill me!

Hot breath as the Doberman stood over him and laughed laying a hefty paw on Scamps chest, keeping him pinned to the ground.

"Do mine eyes deceive? If it isn't Scamperoo having some fun in the park with the locals." Shaking his great head the older dog clicked his tongue in rebuke. "Gotta hand it to ya kid you're your father's son alright...playing around with the dames just like he did. That mutt always did have a weakness for em."

"Better to be like him then you Buster" Scamp growled trying to muster whatever courage he could given his hapless situation. He knew that he didn't have a chance at all.

"He's twice the dog you'll ever be!"

With a worried yipe the pup flinched and squirmed as he felt pressure being added to his chest.

"I've always been better then Tramp! Neither you or him could ever match up to me...brains or brawn I've got you both beat by a long shot" Buster snarled.

Scamp looked up at his tormentor and bared his own teeth.

"Well then do your worst. Get it over with! Kill me! I know you want to Buster."

"Oh I want to....but I won't. I've got bigger cats to skin then that and better ways to get back at my enemy. For now though I'm going to show you how much better I am then your father or any other dog. Now get to your paws and spread your hind legs sport or I swear I'll really hurt you."

Limbs shaking Scamp rose to his paws looking up at the Doberman pleadingly.

"Can't you just let me go? I've nothing you want and you must know that I don't care. I'll run when I get my strength back."

Buster shook his head casually his eyes nearly slits as he scoffed.

"No you won't run Scampster."

The pup cocked his head in confusion whining slightly at Buster's cruel hints. He could tell that something was up...something big and complex. Buster had always been a dog with a plan and knowing how the Doberman did things Scamp was completely sure that his old enemy knew something that he didn't.

"Your weakness kid was always obvious to me from the first day you came to the junkyard, Angel. She always was your Achilles heel."

Hackles rising Scamp stared in disbelief at Buster.

"What...what do you know about Angel? If you've hurt her..."

"Nah...hey hey hey hey hey! Relax kid. She's perfectly fine and rejoined with the streets and a new pack that is run by an old friend who has turned up at the most opportune time. She'll remain that way if...and only if you do exactly what I say for now."

Trapped! He had known that Buster was crafty but this?

"I have your word that if I do exactly as you say...that you won't hurt Angel and that you'll take me to her?"

"I promise. Now your seeing the big picture you can kindly spread those legs now."

Without a word Scamp did what he was told hating himself for doing so. For a moment nothing and then the sniffing cold nose of the Doberman pressing up against his back entrance. He groaned and spread his legs further as he felt a huge tongue push open his ass spreading him with wet power that melted him down to nothing but a primal submissive.

"Ahh the puppy likes that" Buster cooed mockingly.

"Prepare to become my bitch mutt!"

With that the dog pushed the head of his cock into Scamp parting his anal ring without warning or care. Scamp for his part yelped at the top of his voice as the pain spiral up and into the only thing in existence. Pain that threatened to rip him in two at any moment.

The larger dog chuckled and sunk in pushing inch by agonizing inch deeper and deeper into the younger dog. Buster was silent save for his excited thrusts that picked up speed as he gave more and more of himself.

Something was caressed and touch in Scamp that blinded him to the rest turning the pain to numbness before becoming the purest form of pleasure he'd ever experienced in his short life. Clawing at the ground he writhed and found himself pushing back slightly against the Doberman, found himself actually enjoying how big and powerful Buster was.

He gasped in a quick intake of air focusing on that sweet spot that his enemy kept hitting inside of him, that spot that made his dick hard beneath him without any stimulation to it even causing it to drip globs of pre and throb along with each thrust and each fluttering beat of his heart.

He could barely stand it or resist and his body betrayed him giving in to bow before the might of his foe.

With a pleasured grunt the Doberman behind him began pushing his knot into Scamp as he came inside of the pups anal tunnel, cum spewing down Scamps' legs and balls.

It gushed inside of him and with a moan that steadily turned into a howl Scamp let himself erupt, his doggy seed spilling down to paint the grass white beneath him.

Buster flopped down dragging Scamp with him and both lay in restful afterglow with the smaller of them moaning and yipping blissfully at being so full.

"Heh...just like your father" Buster said grinning slyly. "No questions now. I'm taking you to see Angel but there's someone who wants to meet you first. She's an old friend of mine and she can't wait to see you" the Doberman growled menacingly raising an eyebrow, "or your father....

Tramp raced through town breathlessly his pads thundering over cobblestones and pavement as he made his way to the park stopping to check and mark the scents drifting to him through chill evening air.

As soon as he'd seen his three daughters rushing in to tell Lady about them escaping a big dog in the park and how Scamp had been attacked by it he had dashed off without a second thought, heedless of the humans, not caring that he had knocked over Jim Dear in the process of bursting down the porch and out into the open. All he cared about was the safety of his family and finding his son.

He had checked as many places as he could think of, main street, around the villa's, uptown, downtown, and all of the park. Taking a moment to rest he sat and gave himself a scratch before resuming his search.

Places in the park bore some remnants of Scamps scent in particular one place where two scents had meshed together. Buster....

The need to find his son grew more and more urgent as more time passed.

Soon his pawsteps saw him along the bit of tracks that wound their way out of the park and along the edges of town. In the distance a rising water tower and a train pulled into a now abandoned station, the lights and motor dead until humans came to operate the huge mobile machine. How humans came up with how things like automobiles and trains remained a mystery to him and he snuffed continuing on until he spotted a familiar place.

Almost in a trance he saw the small pool of water created by the steady drip of water that feel from the water tower, the barrel where he used to sleep and enjoy hearing the trains pull in and out of the station with the morning and the early evening. With a slightly bittersweet pang he remembered that day long ago when he had started out from this very spot through a day riddled with a series of events that had eventually led him to Jock, Trusty and Lady.

Back then they had been talking about the possibility of the humans bringing a baby into their household and what it would mean for Lady.

He chuckled to himself as he fondly remember how riled he'd made Jock when he'd busted in on them and interrupted, sharing his opinion of things.

For all times sake he bent down and sampled some of the water from the pool shivering in relief at the cold fresh liquid as it revitalized him. It held within it the tang of the wild and the questionable, the memories as well as longing. He both loved and hated how it felt to be here once again.

More water started falling from the sky then usual signaling rain, the second storm in less then a day. Looking around for shelter Tramp finally decided on the station entering it warily and scenting the air for any suspicious smells.

It was all clear.

Feeling utterly beat he curled up near a small table set with one old coffee pot probably left behind by one of the humans. Sleep found him on swift wings and soon he was dreaming of home.

The sound of a someone singing was the thing that woke him...resounding mid the storm clearly in his ears.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDTjio-Ks94

With the end of the melody a strange dog padded slowly through the doorway meeting his questioning gaze with cold sharp blue eyes. He shook his head hardly believing what he was seeing.

"Julie? Is it really you? Jewl?"

For a moment the Dalmatian smiled sweetly at him, obviously amused by his semi conscious state.

Wagging her long tail she sauntered in giving herself a shake and sending water everywhere. Coyly crossing her front legs she sat near him her rear just out of reach of his front paws.

"Why hello handsome. Fancy me meeting you here. May I ask what brings you out on a night like this?"

Her voice was soft and flowing and he couldn't help chuckling at her compliment.

"Your very kind but age has caught up with me. I've settled down and really have forgotten quite a bit since then. Being a street dog is mostly a memory for me now."

"I..find that very hard to believe stud" Julie whispered in something between a hiss and a snap as if she hated the thought. "And as for you being over the hill...parish the thought love. You've still got the devilish good looks that you used to. You could get under my tail any day!"

The Schnauzer-mix stuttered a bit.

"Get under what?"

Laughing out loud she wagged her tail flipping her ears so that they whacked her head with audible thumps.

"You heard what I said Tramp. Admit it! You want to get under my tail just like you used to. But you still haven't answered my question. Why are you here?"

"Well my son is missing" he admitted sadly sitting up and hanging his head. "I don't know where he is or what happened but I'm afraid Buster's got him."

"Well if that's the case I'll help you find him. That Doberman always was trouble and jealous of you!"

"Wait...you don't have to" Tramp growled. "This is my problem and I can deal with Buster if I have to."

The Dalmatian sighed and shook her head.

"I've no doubt of that hot stuff. However it would be the least I could do to help you find your son wherever he is. Your kin and family mean a lot to me. I've always cared for you so what d'ya say to sleeping here together and then starting out looking for Buster and your son bright and early tomorrow? If that Doberman want's a fight two is better then one."

After giving it some thought he nodded in gratitude, grinning down at her with his tongue lolling from his jaws.

"Well if you insist then thank you Julie. I truly am in your debt."

"I know you are stud" she whined in a seductive tone her tail raising to reveal the spade shaped mound of her tender folds bunched before him as she raised her body forward while still on her haunches. "That's why you need to pay up. It's a small thing that can easily be taken care of."

"I couldn't" he muttered sniffing the air and licking his lips despite himself.

"Come on! Where's the lovable scoundrel that I knew when last I saw you? Just this once...for all times sake. I'll never ask again unless you want me to, promise."

All of his better judgment screamed at him to decline her offer, to think of Lady and not be tempted. But in the end his feral urge won out.

"You sure you want this?"

"You know I do...now come along and have some 'fun' with me" she yipped facing away from him and wiggling her rump in his direction.

Straddling her he placed his front paws on either side of her slender body arching his read down closer to her and grinding his sheath against her back in a sensual slow movement.

He was already erect and he could feel a bit of his juices coating her back as with a shuddering grunt he rammed himself into her pussy earning a howl from her that rang in his ears.

"Ohhhh what a dog!!"

Inside she was less tight then Lady but gifted, her muscles working his cock like he'd never experienced before. Added to that she was extremely wet and slippery, her folds schlorping her fluids around and past his cock to leak down her legs and down his sheath.

This was the messiest sex he'd had in a long long time and yet he loved every minute of it. Her squeals of delight and the pulsing shuddering warmth of her body around him.

She came the first time and her walls contracted around him squeezing him to the point of being unbearable while squirting out more of her cum that drenched the fur on his back paws.

He nailed her again and again hammering away at her love tunnel as his lust grew along with the tingling warm feeling growing in the pit of his loins.

"Tie me nnnnnggghhh!!!! Oh Tramp!!!!!!!"

"Hang on...gggggrrrrr.....mmmmm nnaaaaaaahhhhh!!!"

With a final thrust he lunged forward slipping his knot in spilling his cream down her vaginal passage drooling and growling in a half whimper half groan. Both howled together before with an exhausted moan he flopped down opposite her breathing hard.

"Whoa! Heh are you always so wet" he panted a silly smile covering his muzzle.

Looking back at him the Dalmatian laughed teasingly moving her ass and causing him to whimper a bit. "Always. Now all we have to do is wait for you to deflate big boy."

"I'm sorry" he growled smiling sheepishly. "Don't mean to inconvience you."

"Think nothing of it sexy" she murred licking her lips. "I can't think of a better way to fall asleep...."

It was cold, damp and completely miserable.

The rain had stopped some time ago and yet he still felt drenched. Scamp whined pitifully in dreams his mind the only comfort. There was Angel.

She was perfect, her scent that of the rosemary in the park, her fur the light cream, smooth and fluffy all at once. She kissed him and he sighed meeting her tongue with his and sharing saliva. She pushed him on his back and he obeyed without a thought. Smiling at him through his splayed legs she began licking him soothingly, in no time his girth was filing out in excitement to greet her and she lathered it all with wet sloppy love. Pre and drool dripped down his shaft at each lick until she was sucking him and he came hard.

She swallowed it all letting only a bit drop back down on the side of his member facing him a playful smile on her face.

"I love you Tenderfoot..."

"I love you too my Angel......