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In a darkened, candle lit room a red cardinal gryphoness was suspended from the ceiling. Her body was bound with tightly knotted rope that prevented her from moving very much. The most she could do was wiggle and kick her legs and that would just send her spinning uncontrollably as she learned after her first attempt of escape. Her arms were pulled behind her back and her legs were left to dangle freely beneath her, all but for a spreader bar locked around her ankles which kept her legs apart. The rope wasn't uncomfortable by any means with how it was tied but it was effective at keeping her immobilized. Two large strap-like wing immobilizes kept her large puffy wings secured and neatly folded to her back. She was pretty much a large turkey put on display for all to see, the thought made her blush.

In the same room, a reddish and white siberian husky was bound in a leather harness a few feet away of the gryphoness. Her arms were bound behind her back with her legs forced apart by a horse-like saddle as her legs strapped down to it, keeping her in place. She was left blinded by a black ribbon tied over her eyes. The bounded husky shook her head and whimpered from the chest of the saddle pressing and rapidly vibrating into her soaked muff. She opened her mouth and let out a throaty moan, swallowing hard. "Someone t-tell me wh-why did I a-agree to this!?" she shouted, her Siberian voice husky with anger and mounting lust.

"Because between the two of you, you're both suckers to a bet," said a brown wolfdog as he walked into the room, holding a wide wooden paddle. Fang grinned at the two bound beauties, both of them victims of a bet they couldn't hope to win against him. He walked to the husky and cupped the underside of her jaw, lifting her head up. "I would say I told you so, but I think you learned that by now, Cyndi." He let the hound go, leaving her straddled against the vibrating toy, and moved towards the suspended gryphoness. "How's it hanging Kiarra? Hope things are comfortable for you, and don't worry about little Pilvi, she's fast asleep."

"Very funny dog boy, let's see how hotness you are in this position," Kiarra spoke with a mild yet feminine russian accent as she spun slowly from the ceiling. She glared at the hound as he came closer, wondering what he had planned for her. She had agreed to the same bet as her unfortunate friend who was sitting on the saddle, yet her so called punished hadn't started just yet.

"But I am not in your position fair maiden," Fang quipped, putting a clawed finger on the tip of her beak and spinning the gryphoness around. He laughed as Kiarra wiggled in her bindings. Just as he was about to speak again, a throaty moan drew his attention back to Cyndi. "Yes Cyndi? Is there something you'd like to say?"

"Go kill yourself, you deviant mutt!" Cyndi yelled with her accent coming out more in her anger, turning her head towards the sound of his voice. "When I get outta this thing I'm gonna personally -" Cyndi rant was cut off with a yelp as something hard hit her ass.

"I'm sorry, could you say that again? Just a bit louder," the wolfdog said as he brought the heavy paddle down on her white ass cheeks. She cried out again, her hips bucking into the black saddle. Fang pulled the paddle back and looked at Cyndi's face. As she whimpered, he leaned away and placed the paddle on his shoulder. "Mhmm, that's what I thought." He turned back to Kiarra before reaching a hand out to her leg to stop her spinning. "Now be a good girl and start counting."

"C-counting f-for what?" She hesitantly asked as she tried to brace herself for what else Fang could do to her.

Wordlessly, Fang grinned and reared the paddle back, gripping firmly on the handle. "This." Swiftly swing down, his aim held true as the hardwood came in contact with the frim mass of a red backside, followed by a loud gasp.

Kiarra's body lightly jerked as she felt the paddle make a firm contact with her large rump, the dull slap rang out in the room as she was left to feel the sudden sting as the paddle was brought away. "Gah... b`lyad'! (fuck)" Kiarra squawked as the pain was left to sink in. All she could do was squirm against the ropes as the one who was holding the paddle got ready for another swing.

"Kiarra!" Cyndi barked out in worry as she heard another thwack as Kiarra squawked again. "Stop hurting her!"

"Then you best get to counting," Fang quickly barked back before he brought the paddle back down on Kiarra's delightfully jiggly ass cheeks. The momentum caused her to swing forward as she strained against her binds. Fang noticed a clear dampness on the paddle and looked at the gryphoness' spread cheeks to see a drip of her feminine nectar dripping onto his floor.

"T-t-three," Cyndi forced out before she heard another loud smack and curse from her friend. She quickly continued counting, choking back a moan as her swollen clit rubbed against the vibrating saddle. "Fo-four." She flinched as Fang stuck her friend again. "F-fi-five... How long are you going to do this?"

Fang snorted as he rubbed a hand over Kiarra's tender cheek, feeling the muscles twitch and quiver in his palm. Cyndi moaning drew his attention away from the feathery orbs as he turned to the husky madly bucking her hips against the saddle. Teaspoons of her juices freely flowed down the insides of her thighs, filling his room with her thick musk. Fang licked his lips before he got ready to continue paddling Kiarra's ass. "You just keep counting, or you'll be the one in this harness."

A few faint whimpers left Kiarra's beak before she tightly sealed it to silence herself. Her sore rear had started to throb with the rough treatment applied to it and Fang's intentionally caressing touches were only aiding in making her feel it that much more. She had already been spanked five times by Fang and his paddle it seemed more was yet to come, she didn't know how much more of spanking she could take before she was forced to yield.

"Ahh...k-keep counting Cyndi, we gryphons a-are sterner than we look," she reassuringly said. She looked over her shoulder at her friend, giving her a smile to tell her she wouldn't be broken so easily, even if it was a game.

'I hope you're right Kierra,' Cyndi thought to herself. "...fine." She bit her bottom lip, still not fully sure Kiarra knows what she could get getting herself into. "G-get ready Kiarra we're on five now."

"Better make that six!" Fang said just before he took a wide swing to Kiarra's ass, sending the bird in a back arching moan. He didn't let up as he quickly followed with three other smacks to her as, each one kept track thanks to Cyndi. After the tenth swing, Fang stopped Kiarra's swing by grabbing her left ass cheek. It was burning hot with the blood rushing to it and the muscles were quivering much more violently than before. He kneed his hands into the shapely behind, tenderly caressing it while Kiarra whimpered and moaned.

Meanwhile, Cyndi let out another deep moan as fresh squirts of her cum traveled down the saddle and her inner thighs, making a mess of Fang's bed. "I don't know why you're so worried about your friend here - she's enjoying this just as much as I am! Here, just have a smell." He held up the dripping wet paddle to Cyndi's nose, making her smell femcum that had soaked the wood.

Cyndi's cheeked flushed red as she caught a whiff of Kiarra's own essence. She turned her head away from the scent but Fang brought it back in front her nose. "I get it, you fucking sadist," she growled, her teeth coming to bare. "You didn't have to do that."

"Oh Cyndi, I think you need to look up what a sadist really is," Fang chuckled, finding the husky's growling to be cute. "See, a sadist would be upset to see that dear Kiarra is enjoying being spanked, but I'm not. Which leads us to continue."

Fang's eleventh spank came not too soon after he had spoken with another might dull slap sounding out in the room. The impact rocked Kiarra's poor bottom as a girlish squeal left her beak this time, followed by a loud lustful moan.

The dog was letting Cyndi know the true meaning of the word 'sadist' by using Kiarra for practical effect, her lust filled whimper and moans were a dead giveaway. Kiarra was a true masochist unfit for any real sadist with the sexual gratification she was garnering from the punishment and her leaking nethers agreed, dripping her scent and juices down her inner thighs and onto the floor.

"I don't hear you counting Cyndi! Don't want to help get your little masochistic friend off?" Fang laughed, taking a twelfth and thirteenth swing at Kiarra's quivering ass cheeks. Streams of clear juices leaked down her thighs, gathering at the puddle that quickly formed. 'This is gonna be a bitch to clean up, but well worth hearing Kiarra moan. And I better live it up while I got the chance,' Fang thought to himself before taking another swing.

"Fourteen," Cyndi counted as Fang stuck Kiarra again, causing her to moan out loudly again. "And if she -" she was cut off by another hard thwack and squawk from Kiarra. "fifteen - chooses to get off like that -" Kiarra painfully moaned as she was hit again. "sixteen - is on her! Fucking seventeen!" Cyndi angrily barked. She was getting annoyed at Fang as every time she tried to speak she was cut off by the next spank she was supposed to count.

"Ahh... m-more!" Kiarra bellowed after the eighteenth stick. The gryphon craned her head as her back arched, twisting the ropes she was bound with and causing them to rub against her skin and feathers. Her body shuddered as the heat and pain from her rear sent aching jolt into her body, her muscles wanted an end to the punishment, but all Kiarra could think about was the next pleasurable swing from Fang. She yearned for it as she wiggled her quivering rump to make it a more enticing target.

Fang gave the moaning gryphon what she wanted as he continued swatting at her ass, not even caring that Cyndi had stopped counting as her body was racked with another climax. His room was filled with the two's moans and cries. He pulled back the paddle from Kiarra's ass and watched it drip with Kiarra's juices. "Well, I say that's enough foreplay." Fang placed the paddle down on his floor and took hold of Kiarra's ass cheeks, roughly squeezing them with his claws.

Kiarra's beak quivered as she whimpered along with the rough treatment, Fang wasn't at all hesitant to treat her as he saw fit. She was nothing but a toy to him, to play with and break at his own leisure, and she was powerless to stop him. "Oooo... M-Mercy me, the feeling is gooods," Kiarra moaned loudly. Her tongue slowly lulled from her mouth. Fang's relentless kneading kept her rump hot and sore and her mind wanting only more. Her body was merely a slave to its master's will as it grew hotter by the second. It craved for more than just being played with while it continued leak more sexual fluids into the large mess she made on the floor.

Fang pulled Kiarra's cheeks apart, revealing her dark, twitching tailhole and clenching nether lips. His thumbs prodded at her dark star, teasing the tight ring. The gryphoness wiggled and kicked at Fang's teasing, spurring him on as he leaned his head forwards and placed his muzzle in between her large cheeks. His tongue darted out of his mouth and began lapping up as much as the flowing juices. "Cerberus, she's like a broken faucet back here!" he laughed as he moved down in between her thighs to clean up her feathers before going back into her depths.

Kiarra moaned lewdly as her body reacted almost immediately with Fangs wet tongue delving into her moist honeypot. Her abdominal muscles tensed as the dog's tongue glided roughly over her petals and spread her apart as he gained access to an even greater scent she was given off. She was extremely wet down below now, unable to stop herself, nor did she want too. Fang's tongue was like a ray of sunshine compared to her so called foreplay.

"Itsss soooo gooood," Kiarra breathed lovingly.

Cyndi's blush increased even more as she heard Kiarra moaning. Her lower body felt numb as she started to recover from her second climax since Fang tied her to this fiendish machine. "Fang...Fuck. You," Cyndi panted, she barely could hear herself over Kiarra's begs and pleads for more. 'Cerberus, she really getting into this...' she thought to herself while Kiarra cooed in pleasure.

Fang pulled Kiarra's petals apart to lick at her rosy pink walls. Her juices gushed down on his tongue, so much that his chin started dripping with her feminine musk. He with strain from pushing his tongue too deep in the gryphoness, just to tease her a little bit more before he moved back from behind her. There seemed to never be an end to Kiarra's juices. By the time Fang had stood up her thighs were already coated in a fresh stream and his saliva. "You just never stop do you, Kiarra?" The babbling gryphon couldn't respond to him, her jaw lazily hanging open and her eyes glazed over.

Chuckling, Fang pulled down his pants, allowing his pre-slicked, ebony member to spring free from its prison. It twitched and bobbed with burning anticipation of being buried inside of the bottom heavy gryphoness. After kicking his pants off his ankles, Fang moved behind Kiarra and reached up to the leather strap holding her in the air, undoing the buckle. He quickly wrapped an arm around Kiarra's waist, catching her before she could fall down.

He carefully stood Kiarra up, holding her back to press against his chest while his girthy shaft slipped between her thick, feathery thighs. A deep growl rumbled from the dog's chest as his knotted cock throbbed against the fountain that is Kiarra's needy slit. "Now isn't this much more comfortable? Certainly makes things easier for me," he said, flicking the gryphoness' diamond hard nipple. As Kiarra gasped from the rough flick, Fang took hold of her hips, his fingers sinking into the downy soft feathers, and started pumping his trim hips into her cushiony ass.

Kiarra's leaking slit trembled against Fangs large phallus as it was pistoned in between her thighs, the dog's foot long shaft teased her petals as it went back and forth. She gasped and purred loudly the longer it went on, slowly resting her head back onto Fang's shoulder while her body was used by him. Her mind was too intoxicated by her earlier punishment to care about being teased to the degrees she was, but her body only bucked and squirmed from the tickling between her thighs to end, and begging to be penetrated.

"Gah, y-yes, yes m-more," Kiarra babbled before chirping and squawking as time went on.

Fang was more than happy to give the squawking gryphoness what she was begging for. His hips began to rapidly pick up in pace. The seemingly endless stream of juices from Kiarra provided the right kind of lubricant for Fang to easily fuck her soft, jiggly thighs. Being trapped between the downy feathers was heavenly, each of her feathers teasing his rigid shaft and swelling knot while his heavy sack slapped against the back of her thighs. Kiarra moaned and tilted her head to the side and exposed her neck.

Grinning at the submissive act, Fang bit down on her neck, doubling his pace and holding on her hips tighter for better grip as her knees started to give way under her own weight. Fang growled as he reached down towards her thighs and held her up. Taking a few large steps, Fang made it to his bed and sat down at the edge, putting Kiarra in his lap and began bouncing her again. He timed his upward thrust into Kiarra's tights, grunting when he brought the bottom heavy gryphoness down.

"I hope you enjoy anal, Kiarra," Fang growled in her ear, lifting her out of his lap and aiming the narrow tip of his shaft to her puckered ring.

"P-Please, please g-give it to me, I-I want my ass stretched!" Kiarra loudly begged absentmindedly. She more than welcomed to have Fang's canine shaft buried within her body. She could almost taste the size of it as her puckered tailhole twitched in anticipation for the long shaft whose tip was mere inches away from her darkened hole, that long canine pole slowly penetrating her depths was like music to her ears as it hit a subconscious nerve that made her start to squirm again in Fang's grasp.

'She can't be serious!' Cyndi thought to herself with her mouth agape in shock with how Kiarra was acting. She knew her as proud, strong gryphoness who had tendency not to take shit from anyone, but now Kiarra was acting like a she was a bitch in heat. 'Why is she acting like this?' She wiggled her hips on top of the saddle, trying her bounds again to no hope. She felt helpless as a deep pit began to grow in her stomach. 'It's...it's like he broke her.'

Meanwhile, Fang bared his canines in an impish grin, showing off his razor sharp teeth. "As you wish, my dear." Without further warning, Fang dropped Kiarra's cloth-straining backside down the thick length of his pre-slicked member, disappearing down to his knot. His impressive mass was swallowed with little resistance thanks to the lubrication provided by the screeching gryphoness. He grunted as her body ring clenched at the base of his shaft. Tight, squeezing muscles all constricted around him, causing his balls to churn and rapidly produce his seed while his knot engorged with blood.

Kiarra cried out loudly as her body shook uncontrollably once she had been penetrated all in one go. The pain she felt in her anal cavity at that moment sent sparks flying to every node in her mind that only added to her growing pleasure, she had been spread open and wide by Fang's member as she started to pant, and at last she felt somewhat full by having him in her rectum. The dog's size was something to behold as the gryphoness' anal ring spasmed and contracted around his girth, this is what her body had been craving for the last few minutes, and finally it had gotten its reward.

After letting Kiarra get used to his size, Fang started lifting her up his member ever so slightly before dropping her back down to his swelling knot. He growled as her squeezing made it difficult, but after a few well timed thrusts into her tight anus, Kiarra began stretching out wide enough for him to pick up his pace. Lewd smacking sounds came from Fang's powerful upwards thrusts hitting Kiarra's ass. He craned his head around and latched onto one of Kiarra's hand-filling, jiggling breasts, his tongue quickly lashing out against the hard nipple. Fang's hips started to become a blur against Kiarra's ass, smacking it harder and faster than he had with the paddle.

"Ahh...s-so big," Kiarra panted profusely. She couldn't get enough of having her ass pounded into submission by Fang and she'd long forgotten about Cyndi ever being in the room to begin with. All she cared about now was the unrelenting pleasure her body was being subjected to. Her slit had yet again started to drip with her pre-sexual fluids, coating her crotch, thighs and some of Fang's bed in her scented secretion. Her feathers had also absorbed some of her sweat, staining their color ever so slightly as she was pushed ever closer to her impending orgasm.

Fang could tell that Kiarra was on the edge of reaching her peak as her tight rectum began to spasm around his knotted girth, trying to coax out his seed. He moved his hands to Kiarra's hips to get a better grip and began lifting her higher on his rigid pole, to the point where his tapered head would just barely leave out before dropping her down to his knot. Slowly, the stretching tailhole started to accept the thickness of his bulbous knot. With each continuous thrust and drop, Fang pushed more of his knot inside of Kiarra as he felt his balls clenching and pulling towards in body. Finally, with a mighty howl and well-timed thrust, Fang succeeded in knotting himself inside the bird's constricting anus, where he promptly blew his thick load.

Again another loud squawk left Kiarra's beak, this being the last time she would make the almighty racket. Her ass was spread as wide as it would allow as she was being filled with the dogs seed, the warmth spread throughout her body with each spurt that came from him. The never ending climax filled her bowels with a fullness like she had never experienced and subsequently made her belly expand to compensate for the volume being pumped into her.

However, it also wasn't a singular climax, Kiarra too had finally reached the edge of her peak before she was thrown off it by her own orgasm. A tidal wave cascaded through her body and made her toes curl and her muscles clench as she reached her feminine ejaculation. A tremendous explosion of fem cum shot forth from her leaking slit like a cannon, her juices were fired clean across the room in a marvelous show of explosives ejaculation which hit the furthest wall from the bed.

Still cumming inside the stuffed bird, Fang held onto Kiarra's hips and continued to thrust upwards into her with each squirt of his seed. He gritted his teeth as her anal walls milked his clenching balls for all they were worth while his knot created a tight seal inside of her. Through a half-clenched eye, Fang saw the waterworks fly across his room, reminding him of the trouble it would be to clean up after tonight's affairs but also reminding him to live it up as much he could. He slipped a hand over her hips and down to her streaming nether lips, using two fingers to spread her petals apart and keep her flowing.

Minutes passed before the two's orgasm had finally subsided. Kiarra's stomach looked like an impression of an obscenity filled jizz balloon while there was a clear trail of her fluids leading from the furthest wall towards the edge of the bed. Kiarra's chest heaved as she drew ragged breaths while Fang was rubbing his hands through her matted feathers and assessed the damage. He let out a long whistle, following the stream of sexual fluids to Kiarra's gravid belly. "Damn... best anal, ever," he panted, a little light-headed as he slid his hands up towards Kiarra's stomach. Fang looked into Kiarra's glazed over eyes and knew it would be awhile before she could use her mind. He then looked over towards Cyndi, who had doubled over the saddle and was wildly bucking her hips into it to reach another peak. "Poor Cyndi, if only you had behaved, I might feel up to helping you out. But sadly, as you can see, I'm all tied up at the moment."

"F-f-fuck you smartass," Cyndi whimpered, "You know I can't see." She growled, turning her head toward the sound of his voice, shivering and stifling a moan as the slightest movement sent sparks through her sensitive labia. "I'm gonna shave you bald. M-mark my words," she quietly vowed to herself when she ever gets out of this ordeal. How he was acting we getting on her nerves, more than this stupid machine she's strapped down to. However, no matter what she said, Cyndi knew she couldn't break free from her bounds; just attempting to caused her to grind against the vibrating saddle. Her ears pinned back while her breath started to quicken as the feeling of helplessness slowly grew in the pit of her stomach.

"Ooh, you hurt me so," Fang theatrically said, stroking a hand through Kiarra's feathers as she began to gradually come back into consciousness. Kissing the nape of her neck, Fang cuddle her taut tummy and slowly stood up. She gasped and wiggled before settling down against him. "Since you hate my guts so much right now, I'll leave you alone."

The helpless feeling in her stomach hit a breaking point for her as she did something she normally wouldn't do. Her head tilted down in shame for herself, swallowing hard. "...F-fang don't," Cyndi started, her voice waving from the saddle's rough setting. "P-please don't leave me like this," she begged him, the helplessness evident in her voice. The saddle kept her on edge as she waited to see if he would do anything. "Fang?"

Despite Cyndi's pleas, Fang continued to walk around the room with the sloshing gryphoness impaled on his shaft, an amused grin on his face. A shutting door was his only answer to Cyndi's begging, leaving her alone in the room to stew over her attitude for a while. In the meantime, he carried Kiarra to his guest bedroom in his apartment. Pushing the door open with his foot, he walked over to the bed, sat down at the edge, and started to undo the straps holding Kiarra's bounds together. Her arms and wings went limp at her sides as she took a deep, comfortable breath of air while Fang worked undoing the bar at her ankles.

"You back in the conscious world yet Kiarra?" he asked in soft tone of tone of voice, trailing his hands up her round stomach and to her breasts and chuckling as she hummed gingerly.

It only took a moment longer for Kiarra to respond as she allowed herself some recovery time for her sore body to regain its circulation and for her overstimulated mind to reboot. She rested against Fang's chest as she finally came back to her senses, soon stretching out her restrained limbs and giving her taut muscles the freedom to move again.

"O-Oh my yes, that was very outstanding," she breathed softly. She turned her head slowly as her vision also returned, glancing at Fang whom she was still tied to. "I have never experienced such powerful feelings before," she praised, happily snuggling against him.

"And I never had the honor to stuff a fine feathered lady as yourself," Fang agreed. He slid them further onto the bed and laid down on their sides, careful not to lay on her wings or cause her discomfort. Kiarra groaned as her full gut moved and jiggled, causing Fang to chuckle softly in her ear as he spoon close to her. "You might as well take a nap, Kiarra, got a feeling it's going to be a while before I can safely pull out of you."

"Mmm... maybe, though it seems you filled me up proper," Kiarra commented, inspecting her inflated stomach. A long nap sounded like a good idea, although she couldn't take her eyes off her once taut belly as she stared at it in mild amazement. She could feel the light sloshing in her belly as she rested on her side, the still warm liquid making her body groan and gurgle, and with Fang's slight twitching member plugging its only means of escape she guessed it would be awhile before it all drained from her. Fang really did have his way with her, but the main thing was that she enjoyed it.

"Oh, what happened to Cyndi too? I hope she had fun?" Kiarra questioned. Her mind briefly wondering back to the wellbeing of the hound; her friend who she came with to Fang's abode that night. She hoped she had as much fun as she did, if not more. She sympathized with the hound for having to hear the display, it probably wasn't all that fun to be neglected for the first couple of minutes as she was spanked,

Fang reached a hand down to Kiarra's thigh and squeezed, licking and biting her neck. "Not you worry about her, I'll take good care of her," he said, kissing her cheek and the underside of her jaw. As she cooed, Fang ran his hand on the inside of her thigh, tickling her feathers and skin underneath. Light caresses were enough to eventually put the gryphoness asleep. Soft snoring was evident that she was more than tired, and soon Fang was yawning himself. he snuggled close against the soft feathers of Kiarra's body and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep himself.

Roughly an hour later, Fang began to stir awake, the feeling of something thick and sticky pooling at his legs. Slowly, he opened his eyes to find himself pressed against the still sleeping Kiarra, but what the first thing he noticed after her red feathers was her stomach - it was much less round than he last remembered, and caused him to jolt awake to find a heavy pool of his seed. Reacting quickly, he picked Kiarra up in his arms and rushed to the bathroom, kicking open the door and rushing the leaking bird into the tub. He placed her down in the tub and sighed, looking behind him. Somehow he managed to avoid a huge mess, but the mattress was going to have to be.

"Kiarra, you think you can handle uh... draining yourself?" he asked, using a convenient hand rag to wipe off his splooge from his hips and leg. Kiarra gave him a thumbs up and a groan as she cradled her stomach while Fang managed to get some of his sticky cum out of his fur. The rest will just have to wait, he still had a hot-blooded husky to worry about. Stepping out of the bathroom to give Kiarra some privacy, Fang made it back to his bedroom where he left Cyndi. She still was in the same place as she was before, shivering and moaning on top for the saddle. Her body quaked and spasmed uncontrollably, showing signs of her at her breaking point. Having a bit of mercy for her, Fang silently walked towards the bed and turned the switch off on the saddle.

Cyndi's immediate reaction was a loud whimper as her body lurched forward while Fang removed her blindfold and undid her straps and allowed her to fall to a puddle of her juices on his bed. He placed his hands on his hips and chuckled until he noticed that her hands were moving down her by and into her sensitive entrance, rubbing her puffy labia and moaning softly. "Still not satisfied? Wow, you are a true nympho aren't you Cyndi?" he asked, watching the husky writhed on his bed unable to pleasure herself fully.

"T-this, is all your fault," she whimpered. "Y-you just l-l-left me here trapped to the decrepit machine," she moaned while a couple of her fingers went knuckle deep in her snatch as she turned her head towards the sound of Fang's voice, still blindfolded "Even after I begged for you, Fang. You still left me here..." Her voice trailed off into a sad whimper, tongue drooling as she worked her fingers to pleasure herself.

Fang sighed as he grabbed the well-used saddle and placed it at his bedside before climbing onto the bed. He loomed over Cyndi and leaned down towards her ear, blowing hot hair on it before whispering, "Well, let me kiss it and make it all better for you." With ease, Fang rolled Cyndi onto her back as she didn't have the strength enough to fight him. He reached down to her wrists and forced her hands away from her dripping slit, pinned them above her head, and held them here with one hand before he brought his lips firmly down around her neck while his right hand cupped and grabbed her modest chest. Pinching the stiff, dagger-like nipples, Fang erected moans and soft gasps from the tired husky as she began rubbing her thighs together.

She writhes under his grasp as he sucked on her nipples. "F-fang, please don't you think I've been tortured enough today?"

"Then how about you tell me what you want?" Fang whispered back, moving down her nipples and down the curve of her breasts. He traveled down her chest, reaching the top of her abdomens while his hands tickled her ribs.

'I'm definitely going to get you now,' she thought to herself barely able to suppress a growl. "F-Fang," she moaned in a testy voice. "I had enough of your version of 'foreplay' for a lifetime," she finished with a sigh. "So, just fuck me already, Fang." She spoke in a defeated tone as her ears splayed back.

Chuckling faintly, Fang sat up and took hold of Cyndi's legs, rubbing his half-erected mast against her moistened pleats to tease her one last time and properly pre-slicken his member. He rocked his hips back, aiming the tip towards Cyndi's dark puckered tailhole and began pushing forward.

"Always a backdoor bandit," Cyndi groaned as she clenched involuntarily as Fang shoved three inches of his shaft inside of her tight tailhole. She grunted as discomfort ached from her stuffed ass but she knew it was far from over as more and more of Fangs girthy member forced its way through. Cyndi gripped at the bed sheets above her head as her back arched, moaning. "S-slow down...! It's my fi-first time with anal you lump."

Fang grunted in response, bracing himself with a hand placed at the side of Cyndi's head. He watched as Cyndi's expression changed from a wide range, from mild discomfort the pleasurable gapes spurring him onwards. Inch, after inch of his wrist thick shaft disappeared inside the husky's tight depths with a few inches before his knot left. Without her even needing to say anything, he pushed forward with more force and started posting his hips in and out of her asshole.

"Dammit Fang," she groaned as he slowly reached his full shaft inside her. After a few sluggish thrust, he builds a moderate pace, burying his bone knot deep before pulling out to just leave the tip inside her rectum. "Y-you're still teasing me," Cyndi whined as she moved one of her hand towards her needy and soaked muff.

"I'm teasing you? It's hard enough moving inside this tight ass but if you want it harder..." Fang trailed off as he stopped his thrusting and firmly gripped the backs of Cyndi's knees, pushing her legs together and raising them high in the air as he stood up from the bed. Aiming his thrusts downwards, Fang rammed his shaft down deeper into Cyndi's clenching pucker. He kept her bent in the awkward position as he let both of her legs hook onto his right shoulder. His powerful squats rapidly build the pace Cyndi was craving as his pre-cum filled her bowels.

"F-f-fuck!" Cyndi yelped as Fang ramped up his pace, her maul half open as she panted heavily. His knot slammed into her backdoor as her whimpers and moans of pleasure filled the room. She honestly wanted to have him that deep in her muff. But at the risk of getting knocked up this was the next best option and with how hard he thrusted she couldn't really complain.

The brutal ass fucking rapidly increased, Fang's shaft stretched Cyndi's anus wide open, allowing him to thrust more and more of his knot inside. With his legs bent at his knees, it was easy for Fang to let loose and ram into Cyndi's ass like a jackhammer. Each thrust his beefy set of testicles slapped against her ass, causing them to throb and churn with seed. Throaty growls came from him as he pinned her arms down to the bed and clenched his teeth together.

Her moans filled the room as Fang pounded her into the bed. Her fingers working her soaked box as her other hand gripped the sheets like her life depended on it. Tears grew in her eyes as she felt her legs go numb as they dangled over Fang's back. Her pussy clenched as he ploughed her backdoor, eyes rolling up to her head, wailing, "Fuck me~!"

Cyndi's orgasm racked over her body as her sodden lips gushed with fluids as her tight, stuffed ass clenched around Fang's shaft, completely stopping his movements. The hot muscles spasmed massaged his blood-bloated member, causing his balls to churn and pull tight to his body as they blasted a flood of hot cum into Cyndi's rectum. Streams of excuses leaked out around his knot as he kept it pressed firm against her anal ring.

"Ah! Damnnit... t-too much, you're really filling my ass," she groaned as she felt Fang's shaft pulse deep inside of her while it unloaded his thick payload in her ass. Her flat tone stomach slowly grew taut from his massive load. "Ugh, p-pull out already. I'm going to burst!" she shouted as she watched in mild horror as her stomach continued to distend outwards, immensely glad that Fang was into anal. Grunting Fang did what Cyndi asked, pulling his still twitching shaft out of her stuffed tailhole in one go. The quick removal left the husky's pucker gapping as Fang's thick seed poured out of her stretched ass in streams. As she rested her legs back on the bed, Fang continued stroking out load after load of his cum onto her tired from, covering her dripping wet nethers and all the way up to her breasts.

When the dog's climax finally ended, he fell back on his muscular ass, panting as he attempted to catch his breath while Cyndi was left to stew in his spunk. He chuckled to himself and let out a long sigh. "Sorry to say this Cyn, but Kiarra got you in the ass department. Can't beat the way her ass squish and jiggles... Mm, but damn hound, tightest hole I've been in before."

"It's only the second time I ever had anal before, sheesh," Cyndi panted as she tried to gather her breathe. After a few minutes of resting, she sat up from the bed with a groan, holding her full stomach and looking up towards Fang, who had already gotten of the bed. "Ugh, I feel like a turkey."

"You feel like a turkey? You shoulda seen Kiarra," he said, reaching underneath his bed and pulling out a small purple butt plug. "Now put this in. You need to get to a tub and I don't want you leaking throughout the house."

Cyndi crossed her arms and turned up her head, muttering a, "No thank you. I had enough things in my bum today." She stood up from Fang's bed, wobbling as she tried to stand but only winded up leaning against Fang for support. Her cheeks felt hot as she felt a thick trickle run down her legs. She looked up towards Fang with a cheeky grin plastered on her face.

Fang's green eyes went wide as he realized what Cyndi was trying to do. "Ah, you dirty little..." Wasting no further time, he picked the chicken-legged husky off her feet and quickly carried her into his hall bathroom, a trail of his seed following behind. As fulfilling as it was to rut with the two females, the mess made and heavy scent made Fang question ever hooking up with the two again, though still in the back of his head, he felt that it was worth it.