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The key clicked misleadingly in the lock as Andrea twisted her paw to the right, she pushed forward but the entrance to her flat remained stubbornly sealed. She shifted the heavy shopping bags that preoccupied her entire left arm then moaned with annoyance as a bottle of oven cleaner fell loudly to the floor. She frowned angrily at the door, twisted the key hard and threw her shoulder against it, stumbling as she tripped awkwardly into the hallway.

Her tall sculpted ears were suddenly filled with the deafening racket of some near painfully generic workout music. Stuffing her keys in her pocket, she turned and reclaimed her spilled purchases from the floor; before slamming the front door shut in annoyance. As she made her way down the tiny corridor into the lounge/ kitchen area she passed by the bathroom door. The sound of the shower was clear even with the door closed, as was the sound of her girlfriend singing an old folk song at the top of her voice, as if trying to compete with the 'unsk-unsk-unsk' of the music which screamed from the speakers.

Andrea dropped the shopping onto the kitchen table and stowed it quickly into the cupboards. Then she walked to the stereo and jabbed angrily at the power button. She let out a satisfied huff as the music was silenced followed rapidly by a yelp as she turned and whacked her toes against a small green dumbbell her partner had left on the floor. 'I'm gonna milk the heck outta this one.' Andrea thought, pulling off her coat and slumping, butt first, into the sofa.

Andrea waited, arms folded for her partner to finish her shower, all the while listening to the same two verses of that old folk song being repeated over and over. By the time the door to the bathroom finally clicked open, 15 minutes had gone by and Andrea's folded arms were now backed up by an impatient scowl.

"I'm mad at you." Andrea said, as the sopping wet rottweiler stepped into the lounge, clad only in a towel.

"W-why?" Came the response from the startled black and tan female.

"You know my key doesn't work properly. I said I was just going to the shops to get like... 3 things. And then you turned that awful music way up, got in the shower and left me locked out there! I rang the door bell a million times!"

"I... was doing my video..." Said the rottweiler apologetically, pointing to the open DVD case that sat next to the TV. The box had 'AB-ALANCH & Upper body blast: 2 workouts in one!' written across it in big yellow letters, above a picture of a muscular doberman winking patronizingly, whilst heavily clad in spandex.

"Well I guess that explains why I then kicked my toes on your stupid dumbbell."

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, I just wanted to be clean and showered up by the time you got back so we could spend the evening together...all snuggled up on the sofa, and such..."

"Don't try and... 'adorable' your way out of this Bec. I was out there for ages."

"But I have to do my video! look!" Bec took her paw away from the towel and let it slip to the floor. "Look how sexy I am!" Her short fur, still wet from the shower hugged her body even more closely than usual.

A moment of silence passed. Andrea looked her girlfriend up and down, taking in the defined contours of her girlfriend's athletic form and her nice firm yet ample-. "Oi now! Okay! Stop that!" Andrea said. "Don't try and distract me with your...naughty bits. I'm mad at you!" Andrea pointed a finger at the towel "Put that back on."

Bec leaned down, picked up the towel and wrapped it round her head like a turban.

"Done." Said Bec.

"You aren't taking this seriously!" Andrea said. "I go out of my way to do things to make you know I love you, and think about you...I even bought you that ham you like-"

"You bought me some honey roast ham?" Bec turned to scan the kitchen excitedly.

"And then you do stuff like leave me locked out in the cold for ages. It's like you don't even think about me sometimes."Andrea felt a pang of guilt as she realized just how manipulative she was being.

"No no no! I love you loads! I didn't mean to leave you outside. I just don't always- I- I'm sorry. Please don't be mad." Bec said, as she leaped onto the sofa next to her partner, kneeling naked next to the far more slender female.

Andrea looked into her partners pleading, distraught, eyes. 'Wow...i'm a complete bitch...' Andrea thought as she was consumed by guilt at the guilt she had thrust upon the other girl.

"You're my favourite thing in the whole world, and the prettiest Great Dane in the universe. You're not just a Great Dane, you're an Amazing Dane! Please let me make it up to you." Bec leaned forward and pecked her with a kiss on her snow white cheek.

"How?" Asked Andrea, cocking an ear, her own guilt rapidly diminishing.

"We could go to the movies...Or I could take you out for dinner-"

"Or you could lick my pussy."

Bec wiggled her nose, her tail twitched excitedly before she could bring it back under control.

Andrea waited patiently for her girlfriend to respond.

"But you know I don't like doing that." Said Bec.

'So she's in that kind of mood?' Andrea thought with a devilish grin. "But you were naughty, and you need to make it up to me. Andrea lifted her legs up onto the sofa and turned her body towards Bec.

"Did I ask you if you liked it?"

"No ma'am." Bec said, her tail thumping once against the sofa. "I do have... I got you a present... May I go get it for you?"

"Say please."

"May I go get it for you, please?"

Andrea nodded once. Bec hopped to her feet, tossed her towel-ban on the floor and darted into their bedroom, returning moments later with a small black box tied off with a black ribbon. She bounced back down onto the sofa and offered it to the other female.

Andrea smiled as she tugged gently at the ribbon, the soft strip of fabric fell away and she lifted the top with great reverence.

"I love it." Andrea said, as she gazed over the contents.

"Wanna put it on?" Bec asked eagerly, unable to restrain her tail from slapping the sofa a few times.

"More than anything. Lean forward."

Bec obliged, tipping her head down towards Andrea's lap. Andrea lifted the article from the box and inspected it under the light. The scarlet red leather of the collar shone brightly, a metallic diamond shaped name tag swayed gently from it engraved with one word; 'Bec'.

Andrea gently placed the collar around the rottweiler's neck. She found the correct hole to feed the buckle through to make it the appropriate size for her girlfriend's neck, then tightened it a further two holes.

"Good?" Andrea asked.

Bec nodded furiously.

"My, my...you look so pretty in it." Andrea said, fondling the name tag. She turned it over and read the inscription on the reverse. 'Property of Andrea Tremeau'. Andrea smiled and stroked Bec's cheek. Andrea's paws found their way to her skirt and slipped beneath, she wiggled her hips as her paws pulled her panties down over her butt, then down over her knees and onto the floor. She parted her legs and leaned back against the arm of the sofa, staring unblinkingly into Bec's eyes.

"What do you say?" Andrea asked.

"Thank you Ma'am." Bec lowered herself down between the mottled grey and white fur of Andrea's thighs, her paws pushed the pleated blue fabric of her skirt upwards letting it bunch up around the Dane's midriff, exposing the soft pink of her sex to the light. Bec bit her lip at her mistress for a mere moment then dove between her legs. Her tongue slipped from her muzzle and gave the precious folds a firm, hungerful, lick. Her broad wet tongue slipped along Andrea's lower lips with a wet glistening flourish. Now it was Andrea's turn to bite her lip.

"Good girl." Andrea moaned, her paw finding it's way to Bec's floppy ears, to toy with them fondly, before moving on to caress her naked toned body.

Bec lapped away eagerly between her legs, exploring every aspect of her girlfriends sex, first with the very tip of her tongue, and then with great firm licks, massaging the tender folds, and teasing Andrea's sweet nub with long drags of her hot, textured, muscle.

Andrea's paw caressed the rottweilers neck and brow, petting her affectionately as she worked away between her legs.

"Good g-" Andrea cut off halfway through the second word with a sharp inhale of delight. She leaned back and scrunched her eyes shut. "Oh who's a good girl, who's a good girl?"

"Me?" Said Bec into her lover's sex.

"Me 'what'?" Asked Andrea sternly.

"Is it me, Ma'am, am I a good girl?" Bec corrected herself, her tail was wagging furiously away behind her.

"It depends on whether you keep talking, or you use that tongue for it's proper purpose."

Bec smiled and shoved her tongue deep into her mistress' pussy.

Andrea grabbed at the collar around the rottweilers neck and gripped it tightly, hauling her hips and the larger female's muzzle together even more firmly. Oh god, oh god." Andrea murmured. "Keep going, keep going..."

"What if I-" Bec started, before a forefinger flicked her ear reproachfully. "Ow." she squeaked before tucking her muzzle back between her partners thighs.

Andrea's modestly endowed chest heaved rapidly, the girl was panting with delight, her slender frame shaking as she teetered precariously on the cusp of orgasm. Her thighs closed around Bec's head, locking her in place, smothering Bec's cheeks, in the soft downy fur of her inner thighs. Andrea's paws tore at the buttons that held her shirt closed around her chest.

"Oh fuck!" She cried in a breathy desperate moan. "Stop, Stop, not yet. Easy, not yet." She whispered half to Bec, half to herself. Bec, however, paid no mind to the request and continued to lap furiously at her girlfriend's, now glistening, sex.

"Stop it, bad girl!" Andrea tried to part her hips and push Bec's muzzle away from her. The Rottweiler was having none of it. Her strong arms looped around Andrea's thighs, locking her head between Andrea's legs. Her tongue moved furiously, flicking like a humming birds wing against the Dane's clitoris.

"I said stop!" Andrea wiggled, trying to move her hips away from the onslaught of overpowering sensation.

Bec rose her shoulders up from the sofa, lifting her girlfriends hips up in the air.

Andrea squealed in delight, her back arched, her paws grabbed mercilessly at Bec's ears. The Dane squeezed her eyes shut against the wave after wave of pleasure that coursed through her, her toes curled, her hips squeezed so hard around Bec's head that the rottweiler could barely move her jaw. Bec smiled and redoubled her efforts, her paws cradled Andrea's trembling hips, then slowly began to glide along her body, feeling the white fur of her slender stomach and the gentle rolling curve of her ass.

A hot gush of silky shimmering liquid flooded Bec's muzzle, filling every sense she had with the experience of Andrea, her paws, her tongue, her eyes, her ears. Her universe began and ended with the girl wrapped around her.

When Andrea could finally take no more, her trembling paw pushed desperately at Bec's head, her thighs parted and she let her ass fall gently back against the sofa. The muscles of her inner thigh's still twitched, almost as if she was shivering.

Andrea moaned in satisfied relief, staring up at the ceiling. For a moment the only sound was that of Bec's tail 'thwapping' the sofa proudly. Andrea looked at her for a split second, reached forward looped two fingers under Bec's collar and pulled her down on top of her. Her paw caressed the rottweilers neck as the Black and tan canine, in turn, wrapped her arms around Andrea's hips and lay her head against the soft white fur of Andrea's belly. The Dane sucked in lungfuls of air, trying to catch her breath. A minute passed, both girls doing nothing more than recovering in each others fond embrace.

"I told you to stop." Andrea said eventually, cupping Bec's muzzle in a still unsturdy paw.

Bec averted her eyes.

"You can't just ignore me when I tell you to do something. You're a very bad girl."

Bec's tail wagged happily in response.

"Look at the mess you made." Andrea continued, wiping some of her own glistening fluid from her girlfriend's muzzle. "I'm gonna have to fuck you extra hard now."

Bec grinned and jumped to her feet. She darted into the bedroom again, moments later the sound of her rummaging through their closet drifted into the lounge. Andrea used the brief hiatus to finish disrobing. As she stepped out of her skirt and shook her fur back into alignment, Bec returned to her side clutching a large cardboard box in both paws. Upon seeing Andrea's now naked form, she dropped the box stooped down and kissed the Dane's exposed nipple, catching it gently between her teeth.

"Stop that." Andrea said Pushing her girlfriend's face away whilst trying to stifle a smile. Andrea placed her paw on Bec's collar bone and pushed her forcefully back down onto the sofa. Bec responded by lifting her feet up slouching onto her back and parting her legs expectantly. The light brown of her inner thighs shimmered invitingly, even in the dim light of the lounge.

"Oh is that how it is, your majesty?" Andrea opened the box and pushed it with a foot paw against the sofa. "You lay back and I service you?"

Bec shook her head, and closed her legs slightly.

"You've been so naughty today, haven't you?" Andrea asked.

Bec nodded.

Andrea leaned into the box and pulled out a large replica of an erect canine cock. The strap-on looked large in Andrea's paw, she tossed it up in the air a couple of times, feeling it's weight.

"You want Frankie to teach you a lesson?" Andrea asked.

Bec nodded.

"But you really like Frankie don't you? He feels really good in your naughty little pussy don't he?"

Bec nodded again.

"Do you think you deserve Frankie? Given that you've been such a wicked little girl?"

Bec shook her head.

Andrea tossed the toy back in the box "Well then, I guess you'll have to answer to Lance."

"Lance?!" Bec asked in a pleading tone. "Have I really been that naughty?"

"You tell me." Responded Andrea, as she reached into the box once more. Her paw came out a moment later clasping the 10 inch shaft of 'Lance'.

Bec nodded in seeming reluctance at the sight of the pink and black rubber horse cock in her partners paws, yet beneath her butt, her tail tried desperately to wag.

Andrea stepped into the harness at it's base and tied it off around her waist with a confident ease. Placing a paw on Bec's knee she parted the rottweilers thighs and knelt down on the sofa between them, the thick fake cock drooped under it's own weight, its broad flared head rested against the tuft of black fur just above Bec's cunt.

Bec mewled in delirious anticipation.

Andrea grabbed just behind the monsters flared head and angled it up between Bec's legs, rubbing the fake cock along the sopping wet entrance to her pussy. Andrea readied her hips to press forward, she looked down, then stopped. A small metallic glint caught her eye. Andrea cocked her head.

"You filthy little bitch!" She laughed. "Is that mine?"

Bec put a paw over her nose in shame. "Yeah." She confessed.

Andrea grabbed her knee and rolled the rottweiler onto her side to get a better look. A metal disk sat nestled between Bec's rump cheeks.

"You're using my butt plug again?!" Andrea asked with a wry smile. "You bought that for me."

"Y-you never use it." Bec said returning the smile.

"Well, I might do if every time I turned around some terrible little puppy wasn't jamming it up under her tail. When did you put that in?"

"In the shower." Bec bit her thumb. "Do ya like it? I think it looks sexy."

"...You are in so much trouble young lady." Andrea said. "How naughty do you think you've been today?" Andrea pressed the huge dildo against Bec's pussy. "Very naughty."

Bec gasped as the huge head spread her sex firmly, almost uncomfortably.

"Or.." Andrea pulled the toy from Bec's pussy and pushed it up against the metal base of the butt plug. "Really, really, really, naughty."

Bec bit her lip and looked up from sultry, embarrassment filled, eyes; blushing beneath her fur. "...Really, really, really, naughty." Bec said finally.

Andrea's finger closed around the metal base and gently tugged on it. Bec bit her lip as the toy began to spread her rump wider and wider as it slowly left her body. Andrea's free paw slipped between her friend's legs to lovingly caress her sex. Andrea felt her own lust surge back with a vengeance as she realised just how excited her lover was. Her fingers slipped with ease into her, Bec's body hugging back gently at the fingers which teased and fondled within.

The plug came free with a satisfying jerk, Bec's butt cheeks clenched in reflex to the sensation.

"Shh," Whispered Andrea, her paw left her lovers folds to caress her taught belly reassuringly. "Relax."

Bec obliged, leaning her head back against the arm of the couch. The Dane looked at the toy strapped in front of her skeptically. They had used it on maybe 3 occasions since they had bought it and, truth be told, she found it a ridiculous object, too large and cumbersome to hump her girl with properly. But Bec had an adventurous spirit, and an attention span measured in milliseconds, which lead to some fairly interesting buying habits. Andrea reached into the toy box and grabbed one of the half dozen, half-used bottles of lubricant and began to douse her huge fake cock in the glistening fluid. Her eyes flicked from the toy, to her girlfriends impossibly tight rump. 'She's gonna regret this' Andrea thought in a concerned sort of way. Bec seemed, from what limited experience they had had in this respect, to be the type of person who liked the idea of anal sex far more than they actually liked getting fucked in the ass. 'And it's such a pretty little ass...' Andrea thought pityingly, but with no small measure of excitement at the prospect.

Andrea edged forward and put a paw beneath each of Bec's knees then pushed them up towards Bec's shoulders. "Hold your legs pup."

Bec obeyed eagerly, moaning as she felt two paw fingers slathered in freezing cold lube force their way into her rump. Andrea worked her digits in the rottweilers ass, trying to prepare her love for the glistening rubber cock that hung between them. Caught up in the lewdness of the act, Andrea grabbed the equine dildo a few inches behind its flared, dripping, head and pressed it hard against her friend's ass.

Bec's brow furrowed as the toy groaned against her body, she sucked in air and whimpered.

"That feel good baby?" Andrea asked pushing mercilessly forward. Bec nodded, eyes scrunched tight.

"You pretty little slut." Andrea giggled.

With a sudden jolt and a squeak of surprise from Bec, the toy slipped inside. Her butt hugged back tightly around the toys neck, pushing a glistening trickle of lube before it.

"Oh god, please....stop, stop, stop." Bec whimpered. Andrea responded be dropping her hips forward slowly but firmly. Another inch and a half slithered into her ass, stretching her just that little bit wider as the toy thickened.

"Owie! Owie! Please stop!" Said Bec, her paws unclasped from around her knees, her left paw darted between her legs. Her two fore fingers dove into her soaking wet pussy and pump furiously.

"You wanted this, bitch." Andrea said, placing her paws on Bec's hips, she began to gently grind her own hips forward and back. Massaging the girls tight rear from within with the first four or so inches of the oversize toy. Andrea could feel Bec's ragged excited breaths, it filled her with a sense of power and pride, she yearned to touch her own sex, to pleasure herself at this beautiful sight. 'It's her turn at the moment' She thought, lovingly driving the equine cock into Bec's ass almost halfway. The rottweiler's back arched up as Andrea found her stride, sliding it back and fourth almost half a foot. The paw between Bec's legs darted away to clench at the fabric of the couch. Andrea grabbed the errant paw and pressed it back against Bec's cunt.

"Keep going." Andrea commanded. Bec obeyed. Andrea spurred her hips on, pressing deeper and deeper. Enraptured with the dominance she was being afforded, she grunted with delight at every additional millimeter she forced Bec's rump to accommodate.

Bec's paw came away from her sex again and grabbed back at the couch.

"Cum. I want you to cum!" Andrea hammered her hips forward, pressing the lifelike medial ring of the toy against Bec's already over stretched hole. Bec ground her teeth and made as if to go back to pleasuring herself, but as her ass finally conceded and the toy buried itself almost entirely within her, she whimpered load and long.

Andrea pulled back her hips, drawing the glistening prick free, grunted, then rammed it home hard.

"Stop! Stop! Banana! Banana! banana!" Bec wailed in anguish.

Suddenly Andrea was back in the room, her eyes flung wide with horror and guilt, her paws shot up to cradle Bec's fuzzy anguished face. She lay down on the larger female, pressing their flesh together. The rubber cock still connecting their panting bodies

"Oh my god, baby, baby, did I hurt you? Are you okay?" Andrea said, brushing Bec's fur from her face.

It took a moment for Bec to regain her composure. "y-yeah, it just it's... I didn't expect it to be that intense." Bec nuzzled the other female.

"Really? There's a horses cock in your ass honey, didn't you anticipate-"

"I wasn't thinking, I was all horny and stuff." Bec said shamefully.

"Oh, my poor, sweet, silly thing." Andrea whispered, caressing her cheek. She giggled. "I don't believe you wanted to buy the bigger version.

"I did buy the bigger version." Bec pouted embarrassed. "It scared me though, so I hid it behind the vacuum cleaner. Maybe I should send it back?"

"Yeah" Andrea laughed "Probably." They kissed again, Bec eagerly opened her muzzle and took Andrea's tongue to hers. The smaller female moved her paw between Bec's thighs and began to gently caress her perfect mound. "I like how pretty and tight this sweet little thing is anyhow. I don't want my perfect puppy hurting herself... How about we let Frankie have a turn?" Andrea's voice was soft and soothing.

Bec nodded. The Dane shifted her hips back and began to draw the fake dick slowly from the rottweiler girl's asshole.

"You don't...have to take it out just yet do you?" Bec asked wiggling her nose awkwardly.

"Haha. I guess not." Andrea set about undoing the straps around her thighs and waist, once free she gave the huge dildo a playful wiggle, evoking a gasp and a yip of 'Hey!" from Bec.

Andrea stood and reached into their toy box. "What?" Andrea said, stepping into the harness to the canine-esq strap-on "I'm just playing." she smiled. She did the waist strap up tightly and jumped back onto the couch, crawling back on top of the muscular female. "Now don't you go crying the safe-word again, I'm not gonna stop humping till my puppy cums." She grabbed the cock, angled it between Bec's legs and in one swift, well practiced, motion drove the toy into her to the knot.

Bec's legs came up to press against her lovers flanks. Her foot-paws pressing against Andrea's rump, pulling her in. Bec wriggled in delight as the smaller bitch began to rut her furiously, driving her hips hard between her thighs. The toy pushed and caressed at her as Andrea fucked away, her movements seeming so natural and fluid Bec could have imagined her lover actually had been born with a cock, not that she would have wished her to. Bec's fingers found their way back to her own clit and started to tease and stroke in precisely the way she liked. Within minutes Andrea was panting hard and Bec even more so.

"Turn over." Andrea said when her thighs ached and her arms burned from supporting her own weight. As the rottweiler obliged, Andrea was confronted once again by the large toy wedged in her ass, hanging from her rear like an odd second tail. Andrea tried to mount her girlfriend, but found the obstacle frustrating. "Sorry pup." She said

Bec looked over her shoulder "For wha-" she started her words replaced by a yelp as the huge horse cock dildo was unceremoniously yanked from her rump. Andrea tossed the contraption at the box and missed. Without skipping a beat, she slammed her new canine cock back into Bec's cunt, grabbed her hips and began to hump away. Bec's tongue hung from her mouth as she was overloaded with sensation after sensation, her own paws still furiously rubbing the tender nub above her dripping occupied sex. Andrea swelled with pride as she saw Bec's thighs begin to quiver. Her poor little butt finally closed tightly again as spasms of delight made the adorable pink hole tense and twitch.

"Can I cum?" Bec whimpered still yearning desperately to submit to her partner.

"You are coming honey." Andrea said breathlessly. " A little late to ask."

Bec didn't respond. Her teeth were clamped down on a throw pillow, her whole body was shaking. Andrea could hardly see Bec's face, a situation that concerned her, Bec always looked so cute when she came. The dominant female reached forward, grabbed Bec's collar and hauled her up. Bec turned, half choked, half cum-drunk, and gazed over her own arched back at the creature who was fucking her so wonderfully.

Andrea slowed her pace and watched the delightful sight of her best friend, and love of her life, enraptured in physical ecstasy. With a wicked smile Andrea pulled the canine dildo free of Bec's pussy, raised up, and jammed the whole of the toy into Bec's sorely abused rump. Even the thick knot found it's way into the girl's, by now, well prepared ass. Bec squealed as wave after wave of pleasure roiled inside her, crashing around like waves at a cliff face. Andrea stroked her lover's soft black and tan hind quarters, enjoying the toned strong form of her. She watched as Bec's body clenched down around the toy uncontrollably. The strange sensation adding a new element, a new flavour, to her orgasm.

"Aww." Andrea said finally. Leaning over her girl to rest her whole weight upon her.

"What's wrong?" Bec said nuzzling up against her face.

"You didn't squirt this time." Andrea faked a sad looking face.

"Wanna try again after dinner?"

Andrea laughed. "Sure thing my love. What do you wanna eat?"

"You." Bec winked. "...Or the ham...both?...maybe?"