I Sold My Soul To Play The Blues, Ch. 6
A collaboration between earbender and I.
I walked to the bathroom and got in the shower, Natan getting up from bed and following me. I couldn't believe I was in heat, and that I'd let Natan fuck me three times, and that I might be pregnant now.
Might be, I reminded myself. After all, it was only three times... then I snorted ruefully and shook myself. Hard. When estrus bitches mate they get pregnant. End of story. I was going to have a litter of puppies or an abortion, my choice. Time to quit whining and own the moment. But another part of me argued that Vrouflings weren't dogs, and it was only three times...
I turned on the shower and stood beneath the water while Natan stood behind me. He poured shampoo into his hand-paw and began to lather my head while I let the water run over my teats and chest and belly. I rinsed my head then turned around to face him as I soaked my back.
Natan grinned as he shampooed my teats, his touch sending butterfly-tingles into my underbelly. As I looked at his naked body in the shower all my nipples came erect, and my vagina started to feel warm. God, I was so horny...
I wanted Natan. Wanted him more than I had ever wanted anyone. But... I was in heat, and not thinking rationally, I knew. I mean, the guy had been some kind of puppy mill stud... but what if I really did love him? What if he really did love me? Love is not something you just throw away.
Natan shampooed my legs and then my pussy, which was encrusted with his dried cum. Tingling lust-thrills shot through me when he did that and I almost pounced on him then and there, but he saw what I was up to and quickly moved around to lather up my back and tail.
As I rinsed off my front side I wondered what it would be like to be pregnant. A part of me thought that having puppies would be a wonderful experience, and I caught myself smiling at the idea as I wondered what nursing them would feel like. I shook my head to drive the silly thoughts from it and growled softly in annoyance with myself. I was in heat, and it was making me think maternal things. When the hormones faded I would think it through again.
Finally Natan was done shampooing my back and tail, and I turned around to rinse off then stepped aside to let him under the shower head. I waited for him to get soaked, then poured some shampoo in my hand-paw and went to work.
His chest and arms where lean and muscular, and touching him turned me on even more than I was already. I washed his head and back side first the moved on to his sheath and balls and very much hump-ready penis, and it was more than I could take: I wanted him in me. Now.
Get ahold of yourself, I thought. No way in hell are you letting this guy knock you up...
Growling in frustration I rinsed him off and shut off the water saying, "Shower's over, stud." I held my teats down with my arms and quickly shook myself, then Natan shook too and we stepped out from the shower stall and began to towel off. When Natan was done he slipped up behind me and said, "You missed a spot!" He draped his towel across my shoulders and massaged them gently and I leaned forward, reveling in the wonderful sensation while Natan moved his damp towel massage lower, to my upper back.
Unable to take it anymore, I looked back at him and said, "Natan, do you have any condoms?"
"Yeah, in my trailer", he replied.
"Well, go get them", I said.
He nodded and licked me on the top of the head. I smiled, and thought of making love to him again as he massaged my lower back. God, I was a horny bitch in heat, I thought to myself, but at least I would have protection this time.
Natan kissed me on the nose and said, "I'll be right back." Then he walked out into the living-room where our shorts where and pulled his on, next slipping into his sandals, then he was out the door.
I sat down on the couch and thought. And my first thought was: How come you don't want to have puppies with him? He really loves you. I shook my head - me, a mother. Ridiculous. When I came out of heat I was going to kick myself for even entertaining thoughts like that, I knew.
Still, Natan was a fine catch. He was talented, and athletic, and nice to me. And he loved me. And part of me wondered if we would get married one day. I shook my head again at a mental image of me in a wedding gown. God, being in heat was making me batty.
But I couldn't stop thinking about having sex with him, and the fantasies that filled my mind made my whole body warm and tingly, and soon my teats and pussy ached. I wanted Natan so badly... hell, I needed to be fucked so badly...
Being in heat was a real bitch.
Finally, the door opened and Natan came in, carrying a box of a hundred condoms. He locked the door behind him, sniffed the air, and grinned at me. Then his masculine scent hit me, sending a shiver through me.
"Come on," I said, getting up from the couch. I took him by the hand-paw and led him to my bedroom. I climbed onto the bed on all fours, swished my tail aside to reveal my glistening wet pussy, and looked back at him while he slipped out of his sandals and took off his shorts, revealing his erection.
I waited for him as he took a ribbed condom out of its wrapper and slipped it over his penis, then he got into bed behind me.
God, my pussy ached. I ached to be penetrated...
Natan put his hand-paws on my hips and guided his tip between my little furry pussy lips, over the opening of my vagina, and I drew breath: Here it comes...
He pushed with his hips and I felt him open me up, sliding his long hard length up my vagina, the ribs of the condom sliding past my slick inner walls, sending a wave of pleasure through me, and taking away the penetration ache as he filled me completely.
I moaned in pure bliss, "Ohhh..." as all of my nipples came erect, poking out like stiff little finger-tips.
His penis felt so large inside me, so long and hard and heavy, running up beneath my belly, and it felt so good inside me, completing me...
Oh God I need this, I thought, and then Natan began to thrust.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" I cried out as he slid his penis back and forth in my vagina, each thrust sending a wave of pleasure through me, and I couldn't get over how wonderful the sensation was, and for the first time I felt glad I had awakened as a Vroufling bitch, just so I could go into heat and feel this.
My teats bounced and swayed beneath me, and I could feel his balls slamming into my cunt with each stroke as he fucked me. Then he took his hand-paws from my hips and began to play with my lower teats while he thrust. I was in heaven, the electric tingles of my teats being fondled combined with the ever increasing waves of pleasure in my pussy made me cry out even louder, until finally I came.
And then I was just floating as a massive wave of pleasure rolled through me, lasting at least ten seconds, and my vagina spasmed around his cock and I saw fireworks and bright light in my skull as I howled.
Then I was panting, tongue lolling, the pleasure draining away as I came down from my orgasm. Suddenly, I realized I could feel the knot growing at the base of Natan's penis, and I new what was coming next. And a minute later, Natan came.
Knotted in me, he leaned over me and began to lick the back of my head and ears. I couldn't help but giggle. Then he was running his hand-paws up and down my rows of teats, fondling and caressing them and making them tingle warmly.
"I love you, Larry," he said, and licked my ear. I sighed. I just didn't know what to say to him. And there was still so much I didn't know about Natan.
I craned my head back to look at him and asked, "Tell me about the puppy mill, stud."
He sighed and kissed me on the nose. "I grew up in a puppy mill. My mother was a show dog, a purebred malamute, and she made her money by having puppies for the Yorba to show off."
"That's horrible", I said. "Where you abused?"
I had a sinking feeling he was.
"No, I had a happy puppyhood," he said with a smile. "My mother loved me very much and I had a lot of time to learn the art of music. Even back then, I was doing shows for the Yorba as a show pup."
I shook my head. "And so you became a breeder stud?"
He shook his head, no. "I made a little money playing music in the talent shows, and as a purebred I made some pocket cash as a stud. Nothing more than that."
I thought about that for a moment. Inside me, Natan's penis twitched as his knot began to shrink. I blinked and asked him, "So who is your patron?"
"The same as yours," he replied. "Lewis Star."
Ah. That made sense. So Lewis owned us both.
Then it occurred to me that Lewis might have set this whole thing up. He certainly hadn't told me that I would be going into heat, and he had brought in a breeder stud as my lead vocalist. Suddenly, I had a sinking feeling that was all part of his plan. "Natan, do think Lewis meant us to mate?" I asked.
Natan stared into my eyes. "No," he replied. "I'm doing it because I love you, and I want us to have a beautiful family and a happy home together."
I smiled at him, and he licked my muzzle. Yeah, he was in love with me alright. I shook my head as he licked me: the only problem was, I didn't want to have puppies...
Of course, it might already be too late for second thoughts. Still, no sense taking chances. Normally I would be horrified at the thought of being pregnant and having puppies, but being in heat it didn't bother me so much. I wondered what I was going to feel like when I came out of heat. I would probably be very angry with him, I told myself.
Natan continued to lick the back of my head and ruff and fondle my teats as I felt his penis going limp inside me. Finally, he pulled out of me with a wet sound, peeling off his used condom and throwing it in the trash beside the bed. Then he lay down on his side beside me, looking at me. I lay down on my side to face him.
We looked into each others eyes, smiled at each other, and he began to pet me, so I began to pet him back. Our tails started to wag.
"Natan," I told him, "I don't know about having puppies..."
He licked me on the nose. "You'll make a fine mother," he said. "You'll see. We'll be very happy together..."
I didn't know what to say to that. Me, a mother?
"But what about Lewis? What about my gig with him?" I asked.
"Lewis doesn't own you, Larry. He's your Yenta patron but you don't have to work with him. You can leave him any time. He'll be disappointed, of course. He has invested a lot of time and effort in you. He'll bluff and try to make a deal with you but he has no true power over you."
"But he said he would erase me! What were his exact words? I don't remember... he said if I wouldn't accept the gig he had no choice but to erase me and offer the Vrouflings another choice."
Natan stared into my eyes. "What are the terms of your gig, Larry?"
"I don't remember, I never read the contract!"
"Larry I'm not a lawyer but if your contract reads like others of its kind you 'gig' is nothing more than acceptance of your life here as a Vroufling. If you won't embrace life, what is the alternative but death?"
I resolved then and there that I was going to hire a lawyer and go over my contract in detail.