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"Anna, have you seen my purse?" My mother called from her bedroom.

I could hear her heels clacking on the hardwood floor as she moved back and forth, packing a bag with clothes and notebooks. She had mentioned going on a business trip several weeks back, but really, she couldn't have picked a worse time to go. It had only been a week since my father caught me with Drake, and now, I was going to be alone with him for another week.

Handing my mother her purse, she took it from my hand and laid it down next to her large suitcase. "I'm going to be gone for the week. You can go shopping for groceries to make whatever you want while I'm gone. You know your father isn't picky. I'm sure he'll eat anything you make."

"Mom, are you sure you have to go? Can't you just have a Skype meeting or something like normal businesses do?" I asked, hoping she would reconsider, but as I watched her pack, I noticed the strings of a bikini and hints of lace tucked neatly under her slacks

"I have to go. If I don't, we may not secure the client. I'd think you would be happy for me to leave. You can have friends over or spend some time with your father."

"Yeah." I said, watching her push more work clothes into her bag.

My mother was ready to leave before I could even leave the room, and as I heard the zipper of her bag shut, I knew she wasn't going to stay, but why was she in such a hurry to leave? I couldn't understand why she seemed so excited to go on a work trip.

"Call me if you need me, okay?" She said, but as I smiled and nodded, I could see in her eyes that she hoped I didn't call. She didn't think I would have any problems, and it was obvious from her expression that she didn't want to be bothered.

"Bye mom."

As my mother began grabbing her things, I wandered into my room, closing the door behind me. What was going to happen when I was alone with my father? I wasn't sure, and as I sat on my bed, I could hear the front door open and close, followed by the tapping sound of claws on the hardwood floor. My mother had just let Drake into the house.

"Hey boy." I cheered, getting up to open the door.

As Drake heard my footsteps, he became excited and began scratching at the door. I opened the door quickly, and as he ran in, he jumped up, putting his paws on my shoulders and licking my cheek happily. He was always excited to see me, especially after we had mated together.

"Hey Drake. How are you?" I asked as if he could speak to me.

He answered me with another lick, and as I rubbed my paw over his head, he began to pant and his tail started to wag. Looking down, I could see his sheath thickening as the pointed head of his member began to become exposed, and I blushed, biting my bottom lip. I definitely didn't want to get caught again, but I did want to get pleased by him again. Pleasure had become sort of an addiction for me, but for now, I knew I had to lay low. I didn't need my father coming home early and catching me tied with Drake again.

"Sorry Drake. That will have to wait." I said sadly, watching him stick his tongue out of his muzzle as he panted.

Going into the kitchen, I began looking through the fridge. I needed something to make for dinner, and I thought that a nice dinner would get my father's mind off of his plans for me. He was harder to read than my mother, and as a result, I had to be prepared for anything. Looking through the food, I found two steaks, and a bright smile came over my face. My father always loved a good steak for dinner.

After throwing the steaks into a cast iron skillet, I let them cook and began preparing other things to go with the lean meat: Stir-fried green beans and garlic mashed potatoes. The meal didn't take long to make, and just as I was finishing up the green beans, the front door opened, revealing my father. He was wearing one of his best suits, and as he shut the door behind him with a bit more force than usual, he quickly pulled his tie loose and glanced in my direction.

"Smells great baby girl." He said, taking off his suit jacket before hanging it on the back of his recliner.

"Thanks dad." I said, smiling at him. He definitely seemed normal.

"Your mom texted me her goodbye. Apparently, she couldn't wait until I got home."

Listening to his words, I realized how quickly my mother had left, and my father had come home only half an hour later. Why couldn't she wait? Her meeting apparently didn't start till tomorrow and the drive wasn't very long.

"I'm sorry dad." I said, smiling a bit over at him. "I made a great dinner though, and we can watch movies after dinner just like old times."

The only reaction I got from him was a slight nod before he walked off into his bedroom. Was I in the clear? I really didn't know; I could only hope. Setting the food onto the table, I walked into the living room and let Drake outside before setting his food bowl onto the porch. He had been known to steal food off the dinner table, and I didn't want him stealing my father's steak. Also, I thought it would be better for me if he wasn't around.

"Dad! Dinner is ready!" I called loudly, looking over the table. For good measures, I reached into the fridge and pulled out my father's favorite ale. Gently, I placed it in front of his plate and sat down right next to his spot, pouring myself some mountain dew.

As I finished watching the foam die down in my glass, I could hear the hard thud of my father's feet. He had taken his shoes off, but I could still hear him walking through the rooms, making his way to the kitchen. As he sat down, he looked over the table with a smile, and he reached forward, picking up the bottle with his large paw and bringing it to his lips, taking a long gulp.

"You did very well. Even better than your mother at dinner time I might add." He said, and I smiled.

"You haven't even tried the food."

After my words, the room was silent. It was just the two of us, and I wasn't sure what to say. He had moved food into his plate and started to eat, and I had done the same, trying to think of a decent conversation topic.

If someone had been looking in our windows, they could have seen a normal father and daughter eating dinner, but inside the room, I felt so much more. My heart was pounding in my chest, and I knew it was because I was nervous. I was just waiting for him to say something to me about Drake. Wasn't he going to? His silence was literally driving me crazy.

"This steak is delicious baby girl. Everything else is as well." He said, cleaning his plate before he added more food.

We sat there together until we were both done, and as he put his dishes in the sink, he walked out of the kitchen, carrying another beer in his paw. Maybe he really didn't care that he caught me with Drake. Honestly, I was starting to think it didn't matter.

After he disappeared, I cleaned the table, putting the dishes into the dishwasher. I had made just enough food to fill us both, and as I took a deep breath, I felt confident that I could stop worrying. He wasn't really going to do anything. He didn't freak out over things like my mother did, and maybe he understood.

As I walked into the living room, I could see my father had already turned on the television. He was watching the news, unwinding after work, and I didn't want to disturb him. I walked by him, heading towards my room, and just as I reached the hallway, I heard him cough as if he wanted something. Turning around, I looked at him, and I could see his eyes were on my legs, trailing from my knee all the way up to the bottom of my skirt then up to my eyes.

"I thought we were going to watch movies." He said with a smirk on his face, keeping his eyes locked on me before they trailed down over the front of my t-shirt.

"I-I thought that you might want to relax." I stuttered, feeling my heart rate increase almost immediately.

"I can relax with you. Come here. You can sit in my lap baby girl. The news is almost over anyway."

Nodding, I walked over to him, and as I got close, I slowly started to sit down, but my father reached his paws up, placing his paw on the side of my hip to move me over. He moved me to the side of the chair, then coaxed me down. Instead of sitting in his lap, I was now laying across the chair. My father smiled down at me, cradling me a bit as if I was still young.

"I have to talk to you about your recent behavior."

There it was. He was going to bring up Drake. I could already feel my cheeks beginning to burn, and as I took a deep breath, I looked up, locking eyes with my father. There was something in his eyes, a spark maybe?

"I'm sorry I--"

My father lifted his paw, putting his index finger onto my lips.

"You're a growing girl who's almost eighteen. I get that you have certain feelings. You've grown so much..." He whispered, looking down over my body, placing his large paw on my tummy. "You've grown into your body and made every boy crazy, including me." He said, slowly trailing his hand downward towards my thighs.

As his hand moved over my body, I didn't fight him. How could I? I could feel myself reacting to him faster than I had for Drake. My lower lips became wet, and as my father got down to my lower lips, he hooked his finger in the bottom of my panties and pulled, trailing the fabric down my thighs. He pulled them down just enough to let them appear from under my skirt, and before I could say anything, he gently trailed his hand back, rubbing his thick, long fingers over my wet lips.

"Anna, you must know I've been very faithful to your mother. I love her very much." He said as he playfully slipped his middle finger just inside my hot lips, making me gasp out quietly. "But I recently discovered that she is having an affair. She no longer wants to be with me. She makes up business trips to leave us behind." He said quietly, and as he spoke, I realized what he said was true. It explained the bikini in her suitcase, the lace underwear that had been missing from her drawers, and her rush to leave.

"She would never do that to you." I said, gasping as he slipped his thick middle finger into my lower lips, curling it upwards and pressing the tip of his finger right onto my sensitive g-spot. I let out a soft moan, looking up into his eyes.

"But she has baby girl, and she's left me very unsatisfied. Then, I walk in on you with Drake, and I realized you weren't my innocent little girl anymore. All those whiffs of your scent were you rubbing yourself, practically begging for attention, and I felt bad knowing you had to go to a dog to get satisfied. What you don't know is that he was nothing compared to how a real man can make you feel."

A smirk crossed over his face, and as he looked down at me, he pushed a second finger inside my tight walls, gently moving them back and forth to make me wet. He knew I loved it from the moans escaping my lips, and as he pulled his fingers away, I whimpered, wondering why he had stopped.

"I also know you've been on the computer looking at porn." As he spoke, my cheeks began to burn, and I looked up at him in disbelief. "You thought I wouldn't notice that? I must say I'm impressed with the things you like. Everything you looked at was all about domination. You like being told what to do." He said, smirking down at me.

How could I argue? He was right. When Drake forced me to take him, it was the most amazing feeling in the world. Was he going to do the same to me? Honestly, I actually hoped that he was.

"I'm sorry dad. I can't help it." I whispered.

"I know you can't. You are my daughter after all. Now, get in my bedroom and take off your clothes. Daddy wants to show you what real pleasure is."

"Okay." I said in excitement, and as I started to get up, he reached forward, gripping my neck with his paw, giving a gentle squeeze. He wasn't choking me, but he was holding my neck hard enough to let me know he was in control. I let out a soft gasp and reached up to grip his large wrist, but he didn't budge, and I knew he wouldn't truly hurt me.

"Call me daddy just like you used to, and only answer with yes sir or yes daddy. Understand?"

The grip on my throat was making me shiver, and as he let go, I could feel how wet it had made me. I was practically soaked, and my panties were still down on my thighs, letting my scent fill the room.

"Yes daddy." I replied as I slowly began walking towards my father's bedroom.

Was this really happening? It's not like I hadn't thought about it before. I had dreamed of my father taking me several times, but I never really thought he ever would. As I walked into his bedroom, I could hear him stomping behind me, but his footsteps were not the only ones I could hear.

As my father entered the room, I could see Drake following him.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" I asked, looking at him with wide eyes.

My father held out his hand, telling Drake to sit, and Drake followed his order, sitting down onto his back legs. Slowly, I could see my father reaching up, unbuckling his belt from his slacks as he let them fall to the ground. I couldn't resist, and before he could even tell me to, I was right in front of him, unbuttoning his work shirt until it fell open to reveal his chest. I had only seen a man's naked body on the computer, and I had to admit that it was so much better in person.

"Drake had you first. It wouldn't be fair for me to deny him his bitch. He did mark you first, fair and square." My father said, moving my hair off of my shoulder to view the teeth marks that Drake had left a week before. I had been successful in hiding them from my mother, but nothing seemed to get past my father.

As I nodded, my father pointed down to the floor. I wasn't going to disobey him, and I dropped to my knees, looking up into his eyes before I looked at his bare sheath. His sheath was much bigger than Drake's, and as I rubbed my lips over the exposed tip of his shaft, I could feel him getting harder. It wasn't long before I could see the whole head of his thick member poking out of his sheath, and I let out a soft moan, tasting his natural musk on my lips.

"Daddy, you're so big." I whispered, kissing the underside of his growing member before I could hear him begin to purr. The sound was deep, almost like rumbling thunder. It was true though, he was very thick, and he had already grown several inches with no sign of stopping. "I just want to please you." I whispered, kissing the head once more with my soft, full lips.

"That's a good girl. Take daddy into your mouth. Show him you love him even more than mommy does."

With that comment, I moaned. I was kissing the one thing responsible for my life and the one thing that was supposed to completely belong to my mother. As his musk covered my lips, I knew it was time to thank him properly for putting me inside my mother's womb. Opening my mouth, I slid him deep into my muzzle, beginning to suck gently on his thick shaft. I literally had to keep my lips as wide as I could in order to fit him inside of my mouth. He was thicker than I thought, and as he neared the entrance to my throat, I gagged a bit, not wanting him to go any deeper.

Adjusting to his size, I began to suck on his shaft, slowly moving my lips back and forth to please him. He seemed to like it, and as I closed my eyes, I could feel his large paw gently run through my hair before he took a handful gently into his paw. He was holding my hair firmly, letting me know he was in control of me, and as I sucked, he snapped his fingers at Drake, letting him get up.

"Get on all fours."

Hearing his stern voice, I raised my hips, moving from sitting on my heels to being on all fours. Was he going to let Drake have me again? My question was soon answered as I felt Drake's cold nose on my soaked lips, followed by his thick tongue lapping at my juices. I moaned around my father's shaft, blushing a deep red from all the attention I was getting.

"God, your mouth is wonderful." My father purred, laying his head back a bit as he gripped my hair tighter. He obviously loved the way my muzzle felt, and in response, I began sucking harder. He wasn't completely in my mouth yet though. He was so long that I couldn't completely fit him inside without gagging.

As I began licking his shaft in my mouth, I felt Drake mount me, pushing the head of his thick cock back to my lower lips. He wasn't completely hard, but I knew my scent must have gotten him excited. Pushing his hips forward, Drake began prodding inside my hot lips as if he was trying to tease me. Feeling him pressing against me reminded me of how sore I had been only a few days before, and as he pushed himself forward, I moaned around my father's shaft, gagging a bit as the opening of my throat made my father go deeper. Drake didn't seem to care, and in seconds, he was hilted inside my lower lips, making me shiver.

"That's it baby girl. Take Drake's cock like a good girl and suck on Daddy." My father said with a smirk. "Oh, baby girl, you're missing a few inches of me." He said before pushing my head forward with his large paw.

I began to gag from him pushing so deep into my throat. He was obviously forcing me to deep throat, and as my nose rubbed against his belly fur, I moaned, sucking hard on his shaft with only a few gags here and there. Drake had already started thrusting, and as he took me, I could feel my hips bouncing forward from his force, causing my father to push even deeper into my throat. Using the bounces, I let my head move back and forth on my father, and I moaned loudly as my walls stretched around Drake. It was truly the best of both worlds.

"You're good at this baby girl. I think you were born to be a natural." He said with a smirk, pulling my head off of his cock by my hair.

"oh god!" I moaned out, blushing as he pulled harder on my hair.

Even though my father stopped, Drake was still pounding into my lower lips, making me feel sore and overused. I could feel his knot pushing against my lips, forcing them to part every time Drake pushed in, and it was making my juices drip onto the floor, making a small puddle between my legs.

"I've decided that Drake deserves to keep your pussy. He did claim it first. You have the mating bite to prove it, but I want something too baby girl." He said to me, rubbing his member all over my muzzle.

As my lower lips became sore, I could feel Drake thrusting harder. It seemed like he was never going to stop, and as I moaned loudly, I looked innocently up at my father. "Daddy he's making me sore! Make him stop!" I called out, feeling the entrance to my womb begin to weaken.

My father didn't say anything in return, he simply pulled my hair harder, making me gasp so that he could slip back into my mouth. I began to suck like a good little girl, but I couldn't help but moan and shiver from the feeling of my aching pussy.

As Drake pushed into me, the pointed head of his cock finally pushed through my back wall, and he gladly forced himself deeper, penetrating my womb with his thick shaft. A large gasp escaped my lips, forcing my throat to open, and my father took the opportunity, forcing himself all the way into my throat. Smiling, he began to thrust his hips slowly, taking my mouth as if it was just another hole to fuck. The pleasure was impossible to withstand, and as my lower lips tightened around Drake, I moaned out in a desperate cry, curling my toes as a gush of juices squirted out around Drake's throbbing shaft. I had came harder than I ever had, but that didn't stop Drake. He continued to thrust, and as the juices gushed out, covering my thighs, I felt them lubricating Drake's knot. He was getting more forceful with me, and as he began to growl loudly, I could feel Drake's sharp claws digging into my hips, making me moan louder and gag once more.

In a matter of seconds, Drake was forcing his thick knot against my entrance, making me moan and shiver on my father's cock. Seeing that I wasn't sucking anymore, my father pulled my hair, growling down at me.

"Don't stop pleasuring me just because he's almost finished breeding that pussy." He said angrily.

Obediently, I began to suck, feeling my father begin to throb in my mouth as well. Drake was still forcing himself inside me, and as his knot slid inside with a soft pop, I curled my toes in ecstasy, feeling his knot swell to its full size before Drake's hot seed poured into my womb, and his sharp teeth sank into my shoulder. Letting out a loud squeal, I felt my pussy throb in response to the mating bite, and Drake growled loudly and dominantly as my father fucked my muzzle.

Once Drake's knot was finished swelling, it felt larger than a softball. My walls were literally straining around his knot, and I knew they couldn't possibly stretch any further. Although Drake was panting behind me, I hadn't stopped sucking my father, and as his shaft began to throb, he pushed all the way into my throat, releasing his hot cum into my muzzle.

As he pulled back quickly, I realized he was still cumming, and before I could argue, he was out of my mouth with his thick shaft on my muzzle. He was marking my face, and as his hot cum squirted over my fur, I could feel it running down my chin before reaching my neck and breasts.

"How does it feel to be a little cum bucket for both your father and your dog?" He asked me, smirking as he looked at me.

"Amazing daddy." I said, and I smiled, licking my mouth clean and cleaning my fur of his cum with my tongue. My father's seed tasted a lot like Drake's, and I had to admit that it was delicious.

As I looked back over my shoulder, I could see Drake was panting with his tongue hanging out of his muzzle, and as I tried to move forward to crawl off of his knot, he growled loudly, snapping at the skin on my shoulder where he had left teeth marks once again.

"You're his bitch too honey." My father said with a smirk. "And I must admit that you do look great covered in cum."

I blushed, laying my head down onto the ground, and after several minutes, Drake was finally able to pull himself out of my tight lower lips. I shivered as he left, and once my walls were empty, they began to ache more, trying to tighten back to their original size. "Daddy I'm sore." I moaned out, slowly starting to stand on my own.

As I got up onto my feet, I could feel only a small amount of Drake's cum dripping out into the fur on my thighs, because the rest was trapped inside my womb. My father had moved to a chair in the corner of the room, and as I looked over at him, he was gently stroking his shaft to keep himself hard.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" I asked, blushing as he stood back up.

I had heard that males didn't usually go more than once after a hard climax, but my father seemed ready and willing. As he walked forward, he didn't answer my original question. He simply moved behind me and pressed his hips to my rump, nuzzling into my good shoulder with a low purr. "Drake got your pussy. Daddy wants your tail."

Shivering, I could feel my nipples hardening once more in anticipation, and as my father's large paws gripped my hips, I moaned, feeling his claws scratch at my skin a bit. How could I say no to my father? How could I even say no to sex? That wasn't an option, and as I obediently bent over his bed, I laid my head onto the sheets, turning a bit so that I could see him.

"Daddy, I've never had it in my tail before." I said innocently, watching as he leaned over to grab something from the night stand.

"I know baby girl. That's why I want it."

Before I could say anything else, I felt the wide tip of a plastic bottle slip just inside my tail, and I gasped loudly, arching my back a bit as cool, slippery liquid filled my tail. I could feel it moving inside, and as my father noticed my reaction, he squeezed the bottle harder, forcing more cool liquid to fill me.

"That's it. You like it in the tail don't you?" He asked, and I nodded, blushing as the tip of his index finger began rubbing at my tight entrance.

Without hesitation, he pushed his index finger inside, making me gasp loudly from the new sensation. It felt different than I had imagined, and as he rubbed the lube over my tail walls, I could feel his other paw move up as he coated his own shaft with the slick lube.

Taking his finger out of my tail, he smirked as he lined himself up, letting the thick head of his member press to the tiny hole. As he began to push forward, I groaned, feeling my tail resist at first before he was able to slide deep into me, making me shiver as my walls stretched.

"Daddy, you're too deep!" I moaned, and as I tried to move my hips forward, he gripped the sides of my hips and pulled them back, forcing his whole shaft inside of me. I let out a loud squeal, and as he hilted me, I could feel cum gush out of my womb and begin running down my legs.

"Ah, there we go baby girl. I'm all the way in." My father spoke, grinding his pelvis on my plump butt.

With a fast movement, my father raised his paw and sent it crashing down onto my rump with a hard slap. He was trying to spank me, and as he did it a few times, I moaned out, feeling my cheeks get sore and red.

After he finished spanking me, he gripped my hips once more and began thrusting. He would push as deeply as possible into my tail before he would pull over halfway out, and once he was out far enough, he would use his paws to forcefully pull me back onto his thick shaft. Of course, he was slow at first, but as he was filled with lust, his speed increased, and soon he was taking my tail harder than I ever imagined.

"Oh god!" I screamed, gripping the sheets hard as he fucked my tail, making my breasts bounce back and forth with each one of his thrusts.

I could feel my tail stretching for him, and as I began to moan and squeal, he reached around my hips, slipping two of his fingers into my cum soaked pussy. I had no idea what he was doing until he brought his fingers up to my lips.

"Lick your puppy's cum off of my fingers." He whispered with a deep growl, and I obediently did as I was told, slowly licking the creamy white liquid off of his fingers.

Once his fingers left my mouth, I whimpered, biting my bottom lip. "Daddy may I have some more?"

"Yes you may. Damn, you're such a naughty girl." He said happily, pushing his fingers as deep as he could into my sore lower lips, stretching my walls by widening his fingers and moving them back and forth. He began moving his fingers with his hard thrusts into my tail, and I shivered, feeling his shaft thicken as he neared a climax.

Pulling his fingers out of my lower lips, my father put them right in front of my face, and I eagerly slipped them into my mouth, sucking the cum right off of his fingers just like before. It must have turned him on to watch me, because I could hear him moan and begin to thrust harder, making my cheeks turn a bright red.

As my father pushed in one last time, he hilted in my tail, letting his claws dig into my hips as I squealed loudly. He didn't have a knot, but as I felt the first pulse of his thick cum flood my tail, there was a pointed sensation as my father's barbs came out, locking him in my tight tail. The barbs didn't hurt, but I knew if I tried to pull off, they would rip me up pretty good. So, like a good girl, I stayed still, shivering and blushing as my father panted and his cum began pouring out of my tail. I could feel it running from my tail over my lower lips, and I purred, laying my head on my father's bed.

Laying down gently on my back, my father smiled and pushed himself deeper before he wrapped his arms around my waist and began to rub and tweak my nipples. It felt amazing, and as I began to moan softly, he leaned up, whispering into my ear.

"Are you sore baby girl?"

I nodded, blushing a deep red. I was extremely sore, and I could feel both the walls of my lower lips and my tail aching from being stretched and filled. My legs were shivering softly, and as my father's barbs slowly went away, he slid out of my tight tail, watching his own cum drip from my stretched hole.

"Daddy..." I whispered, feeling sore and tired. "Come snuggle with me."

With a smirk, he moved forward, laying on the bed with his semi-hard shaft still covered in dripping cum. Crawling onto the bed, I smiled as I curled up to his side, and he wrapped his arm around me, letting me listen to the deep purrs rumbling in his chest. Drake, who had been laying in the floor sleeping after his hard climax, stood back up, jumping easily onto the high bed and snuggling up to my back.

"Seems you have two alphas to please now." My father said, and I nodded, biting my bottom lip.

"Yes I do. I just hope mama doesn't find out."

"Oh, she won't...unless I want her to." My father smirked, holding me close and laying his head back onto his pillow.

As I started to drift off to sleep, I could still feel my stomach puffed up from the cum in both my tail and womb, but I didn't care. I knew I had to get used to it. After all, I had two males that needed pleasing every day, and luckily, soreness was a feeling I was starting to love.