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Subject: {ASSM} Dare Two Ch.09 (Epilogue) by Rachael Ross (F/Dog+, M+/F, Bestiality, Fantasy, Ds, Romance)
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Dare Two
Copyright 2007 Rachael Ross all rights reserved. Intended for adults
only. rache696@yahoo.com http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/rache/www/index.htm
Story Codes: F/Dog+, M+/F, Bestiality, Fantasy, Ds, Romance

Note: This was a last minute addition as I got emails from readers who
were (somehow) unclear with my ending....Or maybe they just wanted to
go out with a bang. :) So I wrote an epilogue on a napikin and I'm
adding it today. This is the definitive end of the Dare Saga. Thanks
so much for reading and for the many generous comments I've received.
Happy Holidays - rr 8 Dec 2007 Bacolod R.P.


Dare Two
by Rachael

Epilogue


"Dare?" His voice was distant, like a dream, but coming closer and I
smiled. "Dare!" 

He whistled with a long warbling that made me giggle sleepily and
Chance lifted his chin from my breast, his ears twitching at the
sound. It was dark there, in our den beneath the pine boughs, and warm
and dry despite the cool spring rains outside. I'd found my mate
shortly after my morning bath and we'd played together before retiring
for our afternoon nap.

I stretched, as much as I was able, and sighed before pressing my face
against the wolf's neck, extending my tongue and licking at his coarse
fur. I bit him gently, causing the animal to jerk his head with
annoyance and I pushed at him then. I needed to get up, it was getting
on towards evening and I needed to bathe and eat.

Chance resisted, finding no good reason to move and I growled softly
and then barked, pushing him again and he finally relented, crawling
out of our nest on his belly so that I could follow him. I groaned
slightly, pushing at the heavy branches and getting a small shower as
the rain collected there fell onto my bare skin. I shivered and
frowned, looking up as if I might blame the tree. Chance regarded me
with his amber eyes and if a wolf could be ever be said to smile, my
mate was smiling at me. He was patient with my clumsiness however, and
gentle, and as I emerged he stayed close, watching over me. My
protector, my mate.

I stood up slowly, stretching and feeling my back slightly sore. I
touched myself, my swollen belly as I felt the pup inside me restless
now with all that motion. I was some seven months pregnant, maybe a
little more or less, and grown large now. Chance imagined it was his
offspring inside me and I wouldn't have told him otherwise even if I
could. It wouldn't matter in any event, I was his mate and ripe with
pregnancy and he understood that much at least. I hadn't been sure if
he would at first and I was pleased to notice the small change in his
demeanor. 

Chance had become much more attentive over the winter, staying close
to the house, too close I thought, and I'd watched my brothers
carefully to keep Chance safe from them. He brought me food, rabbits
mostly and I'd eat only as much as I needed in order to satisfy him,
then I'd let him have most of it. The winter had been very long and
cold and my mate needed that food more than I did. We spent much time
together, but only during the short days. I wasn't allowed to stay
outside overnight anymore; my Master was equally protective of me.

"Dare? Where you at, girl?" I heard him, my Master's strong voice
calling me.

He'd returned home from his work, patrolling the forests and mountains
around and including the reservation. It was how he'd found me and
saved me. My Master had an affinity for the land and that had made him
welcome with the Native Americans, especially those who adhered most
closely with tradition, like White Cloud and Red Crow, who was White
Cloud's son and my Master's friend. It gave the man a great
understanding of who I was and what I needed. When I recalled my
despair of the previous summer and autumn especially, I felt shamed
and it seemed Fate had been far more generous than I'd deserved.

I crouched to give Chance a soft murmur, a deep throated sigh of
reluctance as I embraced him and said goodbye. He licked my face and
pressed his nose between my breasts which were just beginning to grow
firm with milk, a quick sniff and brush of his tongue and my lover was
off, padding away slowly. There was a bounce to his step and he was
beautiful like that, enough so I forgot what I was doing and just
watched him disappear like a ghost into the shadows.

"Hey!" My Master's smiling voice found me a minute later and he was
following a path most humans wouldn't have been able to see. But he
wasn't like other people, my Master was very comfortable outside and I
stood up slowly, smiling and looking down at his approach.

"It's chilly, are you cold?" He asked and he was touching my face, the
way he liked to, and I turned my head to lick at his fingers.

I shook my head and glanced up at his green eyes, flecked with gold.
His baby was kicking in my belly and I took my Master's hand in mine
and put it there, lifting my eyebrows to ask if he could feel it and
the man laughed and smiled. He was like Chance, the both of them so
similar that I had a hard time telling them apart. That should seem
impossible, I know, but it's true nonetheless, they were of a kindred
spirit my Master and my mate and I was equally happy with both of
them.

"He's pretty busy, huh?" The man stroked my stomach and looked around.
"Where's Chance?"

I shrugged, looking over my shoulder in the direction the wolf had
gone.

"Okay, let's go home." My Master nodded. "No running, stay with me for
a change. You have to start slowing down."

I barked sharply and laughed at that. I was slowed down and I felt
like I was terribly fat, swollen all over with my pregnancy, and I
still had a couple more months to go. It had been nice for a while,
but now I was anxious to have my baby and be done with it. To see the
child I'd been carrying inside me for so long. I was still in good
shape though, strong and physically fit and not as large as a lot of
human women would be at seven months, I was sure. The doctor told me I
looked more like five months. He couldn't complain though, my baby and
I were perfectly healthy and I hadn't even had any morning sickness,
except for my cravings for wild turnips. I'd eaten too many of those
once and had myself a good tummy-ache for two days afterward.

"Put this on, it's getting cold." My Master said and he was draping
his jacket over my shoulders, the shiny green one with the soft
flannel lining.

I didn't need it; my body was much more tolerant to heat and cold than
most people were. I couldn't say why, perhaps it was just that I was
used to being outside and naked, or maybe I really was changed. Like
my senses, how I could smell things that most humans wouldn't notice,
or see and hear much better than I remembered as a girl. My new Master
was aware of it, but it didn't change his mind about things like
keeping me warm and dry in the rain. I had a baby now too, so I didn't
argue and shrug his jacket off like I might have done otherwise. I
wanted to walk with him and he held my hand, which was a human thing
and I liked it.

I paused at the edge of the wheat field close to our home and it was
overgrown now with weeds. I needed to pee and the man waited patiently
for me. He was wet now, we both were, but especially him as I was
wearing his jacket and so I decided to run the last little bit,
knowing he'd follow quickly and get inside that much sooner. I smiled
at him over my shoulder in the twilight and barked loudly, telling my
brothers I was coming and I could hear my Master shouting behind me,
but I was going to be a bad dog and I giggled, holding my belly as I
moved easily over the soft earth, following a trail three years old to
my eyes.

I ran into the house, wild eyed and happy, hardly breathless but for
my excitement as I dropped the jacket onto the hardwood floor, and
very nearly leaped onto the bedding I shared with the other dogs. I
was playing and very much like a child, smiling and pushing at Bandy
as I forced myself between him and Barley, pressing my hands between
his legs and he was so warm. They growled playfully, sniffing and
licking at me and Bush was there as well, rising from his place on the
floor and the rawhide toy he'd been chewing. He scented my legs and
then upward to my sex, finding Chance there of course, and he shoved
his large snout against my sex.

"I'm going to start using a leash on you soon, girl." Our Master
entered a few minutes later, wet and muddy and shaking himself off.

"Mmmm..." I gave him a soft whine from my throat and giggled as my
brothers scrambled to greet him.

"Outrun by pregnant woman..." He was trying to kick off his boots and
fend off the dogs as they vied for his attention. "...Anybody finds out
about...Hey...Come on, guys! Down...Down!"

I watched as my brothers wrestled with our Master, lifting their
bodies so he could grab them by the throat, pushing and pulling at
them and they loved that game. They were so large, all of the dogs,
and strong, but so was the man, and it was great fun to watch them
roughhouse. They'd nip at him and try to grab his hand, not biting
hard at all of course, but just playing and trying to knock him down.
Our Master laughed and he was breathing hard, teasing the dogs and
gabbing at their flanks, or the loose fur above their tails, pulling
at them so the dogs would turn their heads one way and then the other.
But he was outnumbered and my brothers always took advantage of that,
eventually wearing our Master down until he was forced to sit and
wrestle and shove them away.

I might have tried to help him, but it was nice laying on those thick
warm blankets, on my side and turned slightly so my chin rested on
crossed arms, and my legs were askew, my sex exposed. I was biting my
bottom lip and giving my Master the Look, as he called it, the one
which told him I wanted him inside me. I'd had Chance all morning,
letting my mate have me twice, and now I wanted my Master the same
way.

"Ahhhh...shoot..." He was laughing and he sat down beside me, the dogs
calming somewhat and content to sit around us.

I reached for him, pawing at his wet shirt and urging the man to turn
and come closer. We'd done this before and it was nice. I undressed
him slowly, hardly moving my body at all as my Master sat close. He
was cold, even after playing with his dogs, but so strong, so full of
life that he didn't show it. He was a proud man that way and handsome,
even a dog like me knew that. He had a strong face and a square jaw
and his eyes were dark and pretty and green. He was a man of nature,
of the sort who belonged outside and understood the world we lived in,
not just the things we put upon it.

I tossed his wet clothes aside and when he was naked I brought him to
me and I was his woman then. I'd come to understand that I couldn't
always be a dog, not for him. He was my Master now, but different than
my old one. He had his own ideas and his own needs and he'd explained
them to me carefully, looking for my agreement but not forcing me into
anything. It was my choice and at times like this I was content to be
his wife as well as his pet.

"You're cold." I whispered, pulling him to my swollen body and
embracing him. "Let me warm you."

"Hmmm...Dare..." He slipped his leg between mine, splitting my thighs so
I'd put my foot behind him.

My round belly was against his stomach and he stroked my damp hair
with one hand while his other found my breast, petting my skin and
playing his thumb over my pierced nipple, toying with the bone ring
that lanced my turgid flesh. We just looked at each other, my hand
moving across his broad shoulders and down his back, rubbing him
briskly to bring his warm blood to the surface. I knew his cock would
be hardening for me and I made a little face as I shifted slightly
closer, feeling my own sex grown excited already.

"You should take me soon," I told him in a gentle, teasing voice,
"before one of the others catches my scent."

"You'd make me wait?" He smiled and I nodded. "Bad girl."

I giggled and he moved then, pressing the tip of his tongue between
his lips the way my Master did when he was concentrating on something.
I could feel him rubbing the head of his penis against my pussy,
sliding the smooth tip between my greasy labia and looking for my
hole. I pushed with my hips, trying to help him and it was awkward,
but then he found me and I gasped with the pleasure of his entry, my
Master's cock sliding several inches into my eager body all at once.

"I love you, Dare." He whispered, kissing my lips softly and there was
no doubt in his eyes, nothing but the truth of it.

"I love you, Master." I told him, because unlike Chance, he needed to
hear such things and I did like to say them now.

"God, you're so beautiful." He sighed and he was making love to me as
we lay side by side, slowly and gently the way only a man can.

I touched his face with my fingertips, tracing his cheeks and lips and
chin. After a few minutes he moved to straddle me, while I remained on
my side, he knelt above me and he was able to drive his cock fully
inside me then with long slow strokes while I looked up at him. My
master lowered his mouth to kiss me and that was good for us as well.
He was grunting softly and my pussy was hot and wet for him now,
clasping at his prick and struggling to keep him inside me where he
belonged.

Barley had noticed our lovemaking, of course, all of my brothers had,
but he was the first to grow impatient as they all intended to take me
once our Master was finished. Barley walked around us, pausing to lick
at my skin or occasionally sniffing at our union, making me laugh and
our Master groan, shooing the dog away as he'd lap at our Master's
balls, but Barley paid that instruction little heed. My brother's cock
was unsheathed, just the bright red tip, veined in blue and dripping
precum as the aroma of our fucking grew stronger.

I reached for him, tugging at the dog and growling softly so that he
would stand near my head. He was so large and strong, but I was
insistent and pulling at his fur and coaxing him down. Our Master, my
husband, watched as I finally had Barley on our pallet, his soft belly
exposed and his cock had slipped back into his furry sheath. I worked
him with my hand and then my tongue, stretching for the animal's penis
and drawing it out as he felt the familiar sensation of my odd shaped
mouth around him. I'd sucked him a hundred times before, more than
that, and now I was content to do it again while our owner fucked me.
It was a pleasure all its own and I found my mouth filling with hot
dog cock as I tongued the sharp tip of Barley's penis. 

Precum flooded my mouth and I swallowed happily, losing some to spill
down my flushed cheeks, but paying it no mind. I held the base of that
large canine cock, feeling the beginnings of his knot beneath my fist
and I slid my tightly stretched lips up and down the length of him, so
much as I was able. Barley's penis was very large, long and even
thicker than Joe's, but I was well practiced and I took half of him
well enough and I was more limited by our position than anything else.
If I'd been on my hands and knees, with Barley standing upright, I
could have taken the dog into my throat, which was something my new
Master enjoyed watching every bit as much as my old Master had.

"There you go, girl...Suck his cock nice...You're so sexy like that..." My
Master spoke to me gently, in between his ragged breaths for cool air.

He was warmed all over now, flushed with his arousal and working his
cock in and out of me quickly. The man would cum soon, I knew him well
enough by that time and I could sense his onrushing orgasm. His hands
held me tightly, giving me little tugs as he pulled himself deep into
my pussy. Some part of Chance was still in there, I knew. I hadn't
washed myself at all after mating with the wolf, I'd merely cleaned
myself with my fingers, licking our juices from my hand while I waited
for sleep to take me in our den. Now my master was fucking me and he'd
add his own sperm to that of my mate and that idea alone was enough to
bring me to the edge of anxious orgasm. Feeling my Master cumming
inside me finally pushed me over the edge.

"Ummmphhh...Jesus..." The man groaned, giving me several hard thrusts in
time with his potent climax, shooting his semen into the depths of my
cunt while I spasmed around him.

I held Barley in my mouth, making muffled sounds of pleasure as my
body shuddered and I came hard upon that cock buried inside me. The
dog turned his head, perhaps curious why I'd stopped moving and gave
my flushed face a lick while I held his cock by the root, his swollen
knot grown large by then and slippery beneath my fingers with spit and
precum. I shivered and my eyelids fluttered perhaps and I began moving
my mouth once more, determined to bring the animal off in my mouth so
I could feast on his rich sperm.

My Master kissed my shoulder and stroked my hair while his orgasm
weakened and finally ended. He pulled out of my pussy slowly, leaving
me to sit close by and watch as Bush took his place, my brother
sniffing and then licking at my sex for a moment and then barking as
he wanted me to lift myself for a proper mounting, but I ignored him.
They knew how to take me when I was laying low like that and in his
excitement Bush wasn't going to insist that I move for him. He stood
over me, stabbing with his cock and making a mess of finding my sperm
filled sex until I finally reached back to guide his penis inside me.

Barley was getting closer to finishing as I kept my mouth tight around
him, holding his knot fast with my hand as if he were locked inside a
cunt and I gave him as much of that sensation as I could. He was
moving, wanting to push with his hips and fuck my face, but I kept him
down, squeezing his cock with one hand and pressing down on his neck
and shoulders with the other. I was growing tired and my neck was
stiff, my back sore again as I was twisted somewhat uncomfortable, but
I wanted him so badly.

Bush fucked me hard and fast, which helped take my mind off everything
else. He was eager as always and working hard to get his knot lodged
in the mouth of my sex. It was slipping in and out, but growing larger
with every thrust until finally that muscular bulb was held fast,
trapping his large cock deep inside my pussy. I moaned at that sweet
sensation, one that I never tired of. I could feel another orgasm
rising in the depths of my belly as his knot grew even larger,
expanding against the walls of my sex in every direction, and the dog
was whining, pushing against me hard as if he might somehow get even
deeper.

I came about the same time as Barley did, his cock ejaculating not so
much like a man's, with hard jerks, but something both subtle and
vigorous. My brother's cock just seemed to swell and contract in my
mouth, the whole thing pulsing with a life of it's own as his semen
poured out the tip in what seemed a long continuous stream. It wasn't
so thick, but rich and slightly bitter and I swallowed hungrily,
taking as much into my stomach as I could. I was feeding on him,
drinking his seed and spilling quite a lot of it as dogs always seem
to have so much when they cum.

Bush was cumming as well, growling and dropping his head and his whole
body was stiff with the instinctive pleasure of filling his bitch with
puppy making sperm. He was shooting a lot as well and I could feel it
distinctly as his cockhead was right up against the bottom of my cunt,
close to my cervix and it felt as a warm pressure at first, easing
slowly as the juices were spread through me, bathing my womb and my
brother's cock as he would be locked inside me for a dozen minutes or
more by his swollen knot.

I sighed breathlessly as I let Barley's cock go and the dog turned to
lick my face and I opened my spermy mouth so he could kiss me there,
the animal's long pink tongue dipping into my mouth and I teased it
with my own. He cleaned my nicely, gathering his orgasm from my skin
and the bedding around me and I was wet and flushed and giggling
happily, still locked up with Bush, and watching my Master watch me. 

This was all I'd ever wanted, all of it, the whole day. Mornings with
my mate, evenings with my Master, being shared with my brothers and
loved and now pregnant. I had a husband who understood and accepted
me, a man who'd saved my life once, and then again when he'd returned
to find me. I lay there on that rough warm bed and closed my eyes and
listened to the rain as it fell. I rubbed my tummy and lower, feeling
the ring in my taut flesh and the wetness running from my sex, and I
remembered another rainy night and another girl, and I smiled at the
lifetime between us.


end of epilogue
end of dare2

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