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On her way to work, Merrie was kidnapped off the streets of Franome City
by a thriban named Bass. It didn't take long before she found out her
fate: to be broken, trained as a puppy sex slave, and sold to the
highest bidder. But, what started as a journey of terror became
something else when she found magic in her submission and a destiny that
went far beyond a mere slave.

Puppy Mill 53: Muddy Gangbang
by t'Sade

It was a hot and steamy day. Her master and Rimmy are bored but horny.
Merrie is playing with the pack, wrestling in the mud in the joyful haze
of serving. But, when her master asks her to fuck the pack, can she do it?

(M+F oral anal cons beast fdom mdom magic)

**

Merrie crouched low and wagged her tail. Thick droplets of mud
splattered down, hitting her naked buttocks and shins.

The late summer sun was giving its last best efforts to heat the world
before fall started. It was over a year since she came to her master's
home and Merrie had never been happier. The tortures at the mill had
faded into the vague memory that something had happened to her, but she
could no longer remember the details. Before the mill... it didn't
matter anymore. She had her master and he was everything she would ever
need.

She was breast deep in the mire. The heated mud tickled her erect
nipples. and it clung down on her wrists, ankles, and thighs. More of
the thick mud clung to her hair and ears, plastering them down against
her head. She felt the muck tugged her down to the ground, but she
fought it as she focused on Tamin.

The male alpha was stalking after one of the younger dogs, ready to
pounce. He was also covered head to paws in mud. He lifted one paw out
of the ground and inched forward.

Merrie dug her ankles into the mud and surged forward. Mud splattered
everywhere as she launched herself off the ground and jumped on Tamin.
Her body was tiny and frail against his bulk. As she wrapped her arms
around his head, she ran a spell across her thoughts and used the sudden
burst of magical strength to flip the alpha over.

Tamin yelped as he flew across the back yard of the mansion, smacking
into the fence and hitting the ground with a wet thud.

The rest of the pack stopped as Tamin scrambled to his feet, a growl
rising in his throat.

Merrie grinned and wiped the mud from her face. She crouched down until
her breasts sank into the warm mud and she wagged her tail. She could
feel Tamin's hesitation, the desire to charge and prove himself verses
the submission of obeying the true alpha in the pack.

The attack came from the side, not from Tamin but one of the other dogs.
The furry body slammed into her and, unbalanced, she flipped her over.
She let out a yelp of surprise before she landed on her back in the
thick mud. Above her, the branch of the World Tree stretched like dark
lighting across the blue.

But then there was a dog on her face.

She flailed around, trying to get a breath around the fur smothering
her. She started the spell to give her strength against the massive
canine, but it froze in her mind as she felt laughter through the
connection with her master.

He wanted to see her helpless, pinning into the thick mud. The spell
faltered across her mind. She could never cast a spell that didn't
please her master. She couldn't do anything he didn't want.

Which is why Merrie was wrestling with eight large dogs in the backyard
where a sudden rain storm---caused by an errant spell by a mage
according to rumors---turned the entire yard into a water-logged pit.
Less than hour ago, when she let the dogs out into the backyard, they
started to play. Her master watched through their shared connection and
soon he wanted to see her tiny, naked form in the mud with them.

The rain ruined her master's effort to grow a garden. It had been a year
since he finished repairing the house and focused on the yard, but the
Shadow magic and the shade from the World Tree killed every delicate
flower that he or Rimmy planted. Weeds, on the other hand, grew rapidly
in the shadow magic and it was a losing battle for the neat garden that
her master used to have.

But now, Merrie was pinned in the muddy remains of his backyard with a
dog ass smothering her. She flailed around dramatically, her short legs
kicking up. She could hear her master and Rimmy laughing. She struggled
harder, bucking up.

A tongue lapped her hip and she kicked up, hitting a massive wall of fur
and muscle. She fell back into the mud, smacking against the
summer-warmed muck. Warm ooze slapped against her naked pussy and she
felt a flicker of pleasure tickling up her spine.

There was a muted snapping noise and then the dog planted on her face
was scrambling away.

She gasped for breath and tried to get up, but then there was another
dog towering over her. It was Tamin standing over her, as if to claim
his bitch. She felt the heat growing inside her as she stared up at
Tamin's crotch only centimeters from her face. She could smell his musk
and wet fur surrounding her.

"Aww," Rimmy called out, her voice slightly lisping from too much
drinking, "I think your boy is sweet on your bitch." She was sprawled
out in a chair positioned carefully between two pools of light. Her body
was dark in the shadows, except where the reflected sunlight turned her
warm skin a chocolate brown.

"Yeah," chuckled her master from between her legs. He had the back of
his head on her crotch and her legs were wrapped around his chest. In
his hand, he had a large glass of vodka and fruit. Condensation ran down
the side and pooled in the space between the webbing of his hand and the
glass.

"Think she'd blow him?" asked Rimmy.

Instantly, her master was imagined Merrie straddling Tamin on his back,
her mouth sliding up and down the thick dog cock. It was an intense
image, hazy with his alcoholic buzz.

She remembered when he asked her if she could let a dog fuck her; it
felt like forever since she was first kneeling in front of him. She felt
a heat igniting inside her. Licking her lips, she stared up at Tamin's
sheath and remembering the few times she had seen him hard. It was huge,
like a thick club and a huge knot in the end.

So was Bass' knot, but she barely remembered the thriban through the
haze of her master's thoughts. Bass' cock tore her open as he raped her
and she remembered screaming. But weeks later, she suffered with his
insistent fucking with only a slight discomfort at the large bulge
sliding in and out of her pussy.

Her pussy grew wet with the memories. Unlike Bass, Tamin would be gentle
and compassionate. She was sure of it, simply because she could control
him if she had to. She smiled and squirmed her thoughts.

(Liking that idea? You're getting horny.) Her master's sly question was
curious and hopeful. He enjoyed the idea of her being fucked by Tamin,
but there was a hesitation, the same pause that stopped him every time
before. Tamin was larger than him and he was terrified that Merrie would
somehow reject him after being pounded by the massive dog.

Merrie smiled and made a show of struggling into a sitting position. Her
head, and more importantly her mouth, rose up until she was only
centimeters from his crotch. She was rewarded by lust resonating along
their connection. She could almost see the line of power that connected
them, the shadowy braid that disappeared in the light.

Tamin stepped over Merrie as he stalked after the others to protect his
alpha. His mind was a playful and seriousness. She could feel need to
dominate but also the enjoyment of just running and wrestling until he
panted for breath. He barked and tackled the nearest dog, setting off a
flurry of snarls, mud, and more barking.

Grinning, Merrie shook her body like a dog and then crawled over to her
master.

Rimmy made a face. "Your bitch needs a bath."

"Bah," her master said as he transferred his glass to the other hand and
used his now free hand to rub Merrie's ear. "But, she's sexy." (Very
sexy, actually. Tonight, I'm going to fuck you doggy-style.)

Merrie beamed happily, her tail and ass wiggling back and forth.

Rimmy scoffed and smirked.

Merrie turned back to the wrestling dogs, watching as the canines
frolicked and splattered mud in all directions.

Leaning over, her master emptied out his bottle into her bowl. Merrie
gave him a bright smile and bowed down to lap at it. It was sharp and
intense, the fruit doing nothing but giving the initial taste a fruity
flavor but leaving the same burn in her belly. She sent a pulse of
thanks along their connection.

His fingers on her ear tightened for a moment, then he stroked her
harder. Teasing as his mind grew bright with lust.

"Kine, wanna fuck?"

Merrie peered up at Rimmy. She felt her master's surprise resonating
through the connection, but then it was smothered by laziness and the
warm comfort of summer.

"Na, too damn hot. You?"

"No, I'm just horny," said Rimmy.

"Want the bitch to lick you out?"

Merrie perked up. Since the dress "incident" as Rimmy called it,
occasionally her master lent her over to his girlfriend with the promise
that Merrie would give him all the sordid details, which she did with
the clarity only a telepath could give.

Rimmy sighed and shook her head. "Too lazy to get up you off me."

"I can move."

"But, you won't."

"No," smirked Kine, an idea rising up in her thoughts. Merrie got a
flash of his recent fantasy, Tamin crouched over her and cock thrusting.
Her body tensed with anticipation, it had just turned into an idle
fantasy into a sure thing. It was just a matter of Kine convincing Rimmy
to watch.

They said nothing for a long moment. Her master's thoughts were spinning
around sexual fantasies of Merrie and Tamin. He wanted to see it and
ached for it.

Merrie couldn't help but want him too. She watched Tamin with narrow
eyes, her body growing hot and slick as she saw the massive dog as more
than just the male alpha of the pack. She remembered how he leaned
against her to stop the wind in winter or curled around her when she
shivered on the porch.

Tamin's thoughts were growing. He still had a thin telepathic link with
Merrie, because of the spell, but he was seeing things that dogs didn't
see. He never managed to step back through the Shadows, not after that
first day, but he could feel the Shadow magic of the house clearly. All
of her master's dogs had the talent to sense shadow magic, either by
their proximity to him or because of their breeding, but Tamin's
abilities were awakened.

Merrie squirmed and her tail began to wag, thumping against her master's
thigh.

(Thinking about fucking him, aren't you?)

She smiled and wagged harder. Her entire ass shifted back and forth. She
could feel her slick lips rubbing against each other, adding to the
anticipation of being impaled on Tamin's cock. (Of course, you want me to.)

He thought, (Think Rimmy will go for it? You'd be sexy underneath him.)

Merrie fought back a whimper. She could almost feel it.

Tamin looked up, his massive head turning until he was staring at her.
His body was tense and vibrating, powerful with muscle, and primal in
his stance. He was going to fuck her; he just didn't know it yet.

"Kine?"

"Yeah?" he said casually as his cock surged with his hopeful thoughts.

"She's got it bad for the big guy, right?"

"Yep. She wants to get drilled right now. She's thinking about being on
her knees---"

"Okay, that's still creepy. No telepathic masturbation, okay?"

Her master lifted his head to look up at her. "You have something else
in mind?" (Please, please, I want to see her get fucked.)

Merrie bit down on her arm, fighting back the moan. Her pussy was hot
and she ached for him. She was pummeled by her master's desires. Even if
Rimmy walked out right then and there, she was going to fuck Tamin. She
writhed on the ground, her tail thumping hard against his thigh as the
drying mud flaked off her skin.

"What about the others?"

Merrie froze, her buttocks tightening.

Her master was just as surprise. "W-Who?"

"The other dogs. Think she'd fuck them?"

(Merrie?) came the hesitant but desperate question across their
telepathic connection. Even before the words can had faded from her
mind, a wave of new fantasies crashed into her. Bodies pressed against
her, cocks thrusting.

She gasped for breath, unable to form a thought.

"Yeah," came his response and Merrie's heart skipped a beat, "I bet
she'd fuck them all." (You will, right?)

(You want it and I'll do it.) Merrie barely got the thought about as she
was assaulted by the lust from her own body and his mind.

Rimmy squirmed a little. "I want to see it," she whispered.

Merrie felt her master's lust pushing her forward. She pushed herself
off the ground and stepped out into the mud. Her heart thumped loudly as
she headed straight for the panting dogs.

The entire pack was sprawled out in the mud, some of them half-buried on
the muck. It clung to every centimeter of them. As one, the dogs lifted
their heads and looked at her. They knew something was happening.

Merrie blushed hotly as she crawled in the center of them. She was
already ready for it.

"Pound that bitch!" called out Rimmy.

Wrapped in her master's lust, Merrie felt her juices welling up at her
entrance and her breath speeding up. She could picture the cocks already
and hungered for them to be inside her.

Her master wanted it and she wanted to please her master.

She crafted a quick spell, improvising from different patterns. It
changed the smell of her sex from the human liquid desire to the scent
of a bitch in heat. With a twist, it activated.

The response was almost immediate. All of the dogs jerked their heads
and sniffed the air. Their panting grew deeper and faster. Between their
legs, their sheaths began to swell up.

But, with the desire came pack dominance. Tamin stepped forward, a
warning growl to the rest of the dogs. He stood in front of Merrie,
panting heavily and mud dripping from his body.

The others back away, moving through the thick mud with slurps. The
scent of their hunger was thick in the air, musky and powerful.

Merrie lowered her gaze from Tamin's dark eyes like a submissive bitch.
She trailed down across his thick chest. When she saw a flash of red,
she stopped and focused on his cock.

It slid out of his sheath like an red snake. It was thick, as big as a
thriban, and with a blunt end tipped with the smallest of wedges.

Her pussy clenched with anticipation. It was far larger than anything
she had in her for a year. It would hurt, but as the heat grew, it would
also fill her like nothing else before.

The connection with her master throbbed with his lust, images and
fantasies pummeling her thoughts. She felt a thousand images piercing
her, driving her to take Tamin's shaft.

Trembling with need, she inched forward and lowered herself. Her breasts
dragged through the mud and her nipples tingled from the sensation of
tugged on. She wagged her tail slowly, her hips rocking with each movement.

Tamin's cock finished swelling out of his sheath. It was long, thick,
and heavy. The tip of it touched the mud below him.

She fought back a moan of need. She turned around, lifted her hips, and
spread her legs. The ends of her ankles dug into the thick ground
beneath for balance. As she brought her face down to the mud, she could
see her master and Rimmy watching with rapt attention.

Buoyed by her master's lust, she held herself still. Her pussy was tight
and hot, dripping with need.

Behind her, Tamin inched forward with wet slurping noises. She could
feel his hot breath against her thighs and tail.

Trembling, she lifted her tail and curled it over her spine. The
mud-logged limb splattered against her back; the warm impact felt like cum.

And then Tamin was at her pussy, his hot breath searing against her
aching slit.

(Don't control him,) came the command from her master, (I want to see
him fuck you like a bitch.)

She almost came at the command. She would never disobey him. Merrie sent
back a pulse of acknowledgment, a wordless nod, and rocked her hips back
and forth to invite the large canine to mount her.

(And don't disconnect from me. If you do, I'll punish you. Oh, it's
going to be hot.)

His tongue slapped against her sex and she jerked forward, dipping her
head in the mud before she caught herself. Her body trembled with the
urge to crawl way, thrust back, to do everything but remain still for
the male alpha.

Tamin lapped her from clitoris to asshole. He sniffed her sex twice. His
nose was cold against her heated opening.

She gasped and pushed back.

He licked her again, the thick tongue forcing her pussy open and the tip
slurping the entire length of her sexual being.

Merrie cried out, a soft whining noise of need.

Her master stroked his cock through his shorts, watching her even as he
was feeling every iota of pleasure coursing down their connection. She
could feel the wordless commands, the fantasy in his head driving her to
obey.

Flushed with a blinding desire, she barked out once. It was soft and
needy; it also brought a surge of lust to her master.

Tamin pulled back. A heartbeat later, she felt him crawling over her,
his massive form dwarfing her own. Her tail was crushed between her back
and his body, sliding down the barrel-like chest before she felt the
base resting against the softer underbelly. A few splatters of mud and
drool dripped on her shoulder and ran down her arms.

She shivered at the power above her. Tamin could tear her in half if he
wanted to. Only her powers kept him from attacking in the first few
months, but she knew that it could change in a heartbeat.

And then it was there. The swollen length of his cock pressed against
her sex, hot and dripping. It felt like a poker against her pussy.

She lurched forward, planting her face in the thick mud and lifting her
hips higher. She ground the smooth curve of her buttocks along his
underbelly and spread her legs further.

Tamin lurched as he grabbed her shoulders with his legs. His weight
ground her down hard against the mud and she gasped for breath.

Her body trembled as she felt him rear back.

There was no foreplay, to tender stroking. It was just a single brutal
slam that shoved the cock into her tight pussy. Her entire world
exploded into pain and agony as she felt herself stretching around the
thickness.

Tamin didn't pause or wait. Digging his arms into her shoulders, he
began to pound into her. His thrusts slammed into her, jerking her into
his arms. He was so hot, filling her to the brim.

She cried out in pleasure, her eyes rolling in the back of her head. Her
body shook from the impact of cock and pussy, jerking like a rag doll as
he pounded into her.

Merrie imagined her insides were being pulled out as Tamin fucked her.
The blunt end of his cock slammed against her cervix in bursts of
discomfort, but when he ripped his cock out of her, the liquid scrape of
veins and ridges against every nerve sent her gasping in pleasure.

His claws dug into her shoulders, scraping her breasts and arms as he
struggled for balance. She felt helpless underneath Tamin, her body
jerking back and forth from nothing but the cock dominating her cunt.

(Damn the gods, that knot is huge!) From her master, she saw herself
from his vantage point. she was tiny, helpless actually, underneath
Tamin's hulking form. His cock was pounding into her pussy, spreading it
obscenely apart as the thick tool disappeared and reappeared with
starling speed. At his base, there was a knot forming. It was already as
large as her master's fist and it was growing.

Merrie could feel it. It was a steel-hard ball crushing her labia with
every stroke. It would never fit, but she knew that Tamin was going to
pound it into her until she screamed out in agony. She wanted him to
stop, to only fuck her to an orgasm, but her master's needs overrode her
own emotions. Her master wanted her knotted.

With a twist of her mind, she drove Tamin to fuck her harder.

(Alpha.) The dog obeyed. He gripped her tighter and slammed into her,
throwing his entire weight into pounding his knot into her pussy.

Merrie screamed out into the mud. He was driving her into the ground as
his knot ripped her open, forcing her labia into a thin ring of white
around. The knot crashed against her, pounding with furious beats that
shook her to the core.

She was soaked and he was dripping. Their combined juices poured of the
junction of their bodies in a fine mist. It added to the lubrication and
the knot began to force itself deep inside her.

Merrie whined and writhed, pawing at the ground as she struggled to
balance herself. The dog's arms locked over her shoulders kept her in
place, helpless to avoid the immense shaft slamming into her in hard,
furious strokes.

She could feel Tamin reaching the bursting point. With shuddering
breath, she cast the strength spell once again, not on herself but on
her vicious lover.

It surged through his body and he howled. With a powerful thrust, he
slammed his cock home. His knot tore through her opening, turning her
world into white-hot agony before it sucked into her body with a wet
slurping noise.

They froze, knotted together. The bulge was huge, stretching her
painfully, but Merrie couldn't move it. His entire length was inside
her, held by the knot blocking her entrance. His cock head was crammed
against her cervix and stretched out her insides like a tightly spun dress.

Tamin cock surged once and then his cum was inside her. It was the
desperate jets of her master but just a high-pressure pouring into her.
It filled the space around his cock but it kept coming. Pushing outside,
she groaned at the pressure as Tamin filled her, swelling her sex around
his cock until her belly pushed down into the mud. It hurt but it was
pleasurable, the lust in her master pushing away the discomfort and pain.

She was Tamin's bitch right then, a helpless hole to fuck.

(Damn, that's the hottest thing I've seen.) Her master was hot with
lust. He had his cock out in his hand, stroking the wet length with wet
slurps. (And I'm going to punish you for driving him...) His cock grew
harder. (Well, not that hard. A night in the cage and me fucking you
through the bars.)

Merrie wished she could take her master's shaft in her mouth, but Tamin
slumped over her, crushing her into the mud as he continued to pump
searing hot cum inside her.

It was past the point of pleasure when he finally stopped coming. She
was swollen and tight, her belly hard with the canine's knot and the cum
packed inside her.

She moaned, shuddering at an orgasm she didn't remember having.

"That's," Rimmy said with a whisper brimming with her own lust, "one."

"I don't think she can take any more, Rimmy."

"She can take them all, she's your slut."

(Do it, girl. Make me proud.)

Merrie smiled and pushed Tamin with her mind.

He lifted himself off her body and turned around. His knot twisted
inside her, bringing a spark of pain and pleasure as it scraped against
her tightly stretched pussy. He landed in the mud, his ass to hers. His
cock pulled Merrie up, lifting her knees almost completely out of the mud.

She whimpered as her weight was concentrated on her pubic bone. It hurt,
but she couldn't pull herself off. She was helpless and it shoved her
into the throes of an orgasm.

Mind hazy with ecstasy, she pulled the next dog closer. She had to serve
her master and he commanded her to fuck all eight of them.

The next of the canines came over, driven by her mental commands. The
heavy dog sat down next to her, his mud-covered body sinking into the
muck. His cock flopped against her face before smacking into the mud. It
was red and angry with need.

Trembling, Merrie reached out and fished the hardness from the muck. The
smooth arms slipped into the mud and she was reminded that she was a
helpless bitch as she pulled the cock out. After giving it a few strokes
to get the worst of the mud off, she brought it to her mouth.

Her position brought more of her weight on the knot stretching her
pussy, but the pain only made the pleasure more intense. She took a deep
breath and enjoyed the heady musk of an erect cock.

The dog thrust forward. It smacked her nose, leaving a smear of precum.
Without a pause, the dog pulled back and thrust again, hitting her
cheeks, then chin, before finally it sank into her mouth.

The musky flavor filled her mouth and overwhelmed her senses. She barely
had a chance to taste it when the dog's primal instincts took over. He
gripped her side, claws digging into her breasts, and pounded her face.
His entire body curled up to thrust hard, slamming his furry crotch into
her nose. His cock scraped against her teeth before it punched the back
of her throat in a powerful tattoo.

Merrie gagged. She could barely get a breath around the rapid-fire slams
that shoved the entire cock deep into her throat. Her entire body pulsed
hotly with every stroke, an storm of orgasms rolling through her as she
lost herself in her submission.

The dog continued to pound her. The only sign that it was about to cum
was the force of its blow. With each thrust, he picked her completely
out of the mud so her entire body was being held up by her pussy and her
throat. She was overwhelmed with the pleasure.

The second knot began to ram into her face, hitting her with the force
of a punch. She desperately pushed back with her mind, lessening the
thrusts so it was just a wet smack as it crashed into her lips; she
could never allow him to knot her throat but the idea of it sent her
into another world of ecstasy and agony.

The dog came inside her, the hot cum pouring down her throat. Her belly
gurgled as it was filled and then streamers came pouring out of the
sides of her tightly stretched lips. He pull out and backed away.

Merrie smacked face-first into the mud. Her body was burning with
excitement, the orgasms blurring together into a white-hot world of
pleasure. She squeezed down on Tamin's knot, marveling that something so
large and hard was wedged in her most private of place.

When she looked up, there was another dog waiting. His shaft dripped
precum on the mud as he sidled up to place. Merrie smiled and opened her
mouth, a submissive bitch to her master's pack.

By the time she finished the fifth member of the pack, her entire face
and throat was covered in dog cum. It poured off her body and frothed
into the mud, giving it white streaks that blended into the darkness.
Her lungs hurt from panting and her pussy ached, but there was an
inferno burning inside her, nerves seared with so many orgasms that it
ached.

She gasped as the dog stepped back, cum pouring out of her mouth. It
filled her belly and there was a comfortable ache from her swollen
stomach. She could taste mud and cum on her tongue and she wondered if
she would ever taste anything ever again.

Tamin shifted, his softening knot straining at her pussy. Every movement
sent a pleasurable agony through her. She whined at the sensations,
dizzy with the overwhelming pleasure. With trembling arms, she braced
herself in the thick mud and tugged on him.

His knot swelled at her entrance and she felt it bulging her labia,
spreading it open like a flower. Centimeter by centimeter, it slipped
out. The pressure built up as the bulge reached her entrance. She
whimpered and cried out, pawing the ground as she was overwhelmed.

(Gods, you are so sexy,) came from her master.

And then it didn't matter if she was in pain or agony. She was giving
her master pleasure and it blasted away her suffering. She came as the
bulge reached the apex. And then, with a pop, it was gone.

Cum poured out of her in a river. It splashed down in the mood and she
felt the hot liquid coating her thighs and shins. Liter after liter
poured out of her. Her stomach tightened up and she sobbed with relief.
Her body shuddered from the orgasms that ravaged her and the pleasure
from her master.

She glanced over at him, peering through the tears and mud. He was
resting on Rimmy's thigh, pumping his cock hard as he watched intently.
Rimmy was also watching, her fingers stroking her pussy and her lips
parted in lust.

Merrie basked in their attention and their pleasure. She smiled through
the tears. It was worth it, anything for her master.

(Three more,) projected her master, (I want to see you fucked hard.)

She smiled and reached into his mind. It was still chaotic, but there
was a pattern to it. In the months since they bonded, they had been
growing closer to each other: her master grew more structured and Merrie
grew more comfortable with the rapidly-changing thoughts. Deep in his
mind, he had a fantasy that he didn't dare bring up.

Merrie could give it to him. She felt a surge of excitement as she
summoned the final three dogs. As they came up, cocks dripping with
excitement, she ran through the runes of her strength spell. Picking on
the weakest dog, she grabbed his throat with her teeth. The taste of fur
and mud flooded her mouth. She used one arm and flipped the dog on its back.

It whimpered, tail curling up between its leg. She could feel its fear
and submission vibrating inside him.

Merrie straddled him and brought her sex down to his cock. With a
thrust, she brought him inside her. Her inner walls clamped down and he
almost came as he sank deep into her hot body.

Using her mind to hold him still, Merrie summoned the next one. The dog
reared up and planed his cock right at her mouth. She took a deep breath
and brought it inside her, enjoying the pressure of heat and hardness on
her lips. Her nose ground into his furry underbelly, a comfortable
feeling of fullness. He started to hammer her face, pounding his cock
against the back of her throat and slamming his knot against her lips.

The last came up behind her, driven by her mind. He crawled up and aimed
his cock at the tiny opening of her sex. The dog reared up and came
down, clutching her breasts with his paws; the claws scratched her skin
but it was a minor pain to what would come.

Through the connection, her master's attention grew sharp-edge with
surprise. His excitement and anticipation burned brightly, searing down
and shoving her into an orgasm.

She cried out, trying to keep her sense of being as she was assaulted by
the two cocks and her master's passion. She shuddered and gripped the
furry bodies, trying to guide the last canine to aim his shaft to the
tight opening of her ass.

(Fuck, yes!)

Moaning around the cock impaling her throat, she thrust the command into
the final dog to ram into her.

Furry paws slammed down on her shoulders, driving her into the cock
below her. Muscles bunched up and she felt the thrust about to drive home.

She tensed up, unable to do anything but wait the painful milliseconds
before she was ripped open.

The cock tore through her asshole but it was only a flash of pain as her
body remembered how to accept the size. It drove home and she was
reminded of being on her knees as Bass behind her. But the memory was
wrong. It was her that initiated it and she felt the pain and agony
rippled through a body that was ravaged by electric shocks. But, Merrie
never wanted Bass inside her, ever.

The disturbing image blew away as two cocks slammed into her. her ass
and mouth were torn open by the shafts. She felt the impact of two knots
against her body, crushing her and yanking out with every thrust. Below,
the last shaft filled her to the brim and she wanted more.

The dog underneath her squirmed, trying to thrust into her wet sex.
Merrie increased his strength and soon she was bouncing on him, writhing
between three cocks as they vented their primal passions on her body.

The pleasure and pain blurred into a singularity of sensation. She
couldn't breathe, she wasn't sure her heart was beating. All that she
was sure was the orgasms that crashed into her and assaulted her. They
came from the dog's cocks and her master's lusts. She was helpless
against them and that added more pleasure to her overwhelmed senses.

She felt something welling up inside her. It wasn't an orgasm, she was
already experiencing constant waves of pleasure, but something deeper.
She gulped at the cock pounding her face, unable to see past the furry
underbelly. It slammed into her with hard thrusts that choked her with
every pound. She gulped at his precum, trying to keep her lungs clear to
breath between the thrusts.

The cock in her pussy was slamming deep, sliding against the thin flesh
between her ass and pussy before driving deep. His knot was already
driving at her entrance. It would be inside her; even without the
strength spell, Tamin had opened her up. But, it would be tight with the
third canine slamming her behind.

It had been over a year since anything so large was inside her, but he
was pounding into her ass as if she was lubricated with butter. It felt
good to have something driving into her, using her body as a simple hole
to vent his passions. His knot was also slamming her, pounding at the
anal ring that would give up in a matter of seconds.

Her master's thoughts were incoherent. He had stopped masturbating as he
stared in shock. There was just lust of so many fantasies being
fulfilled. His cock spurted in his hand, pouring into his palm without
him needing to stroke.

The energy boiling inside her continued to rise up, cutting through the
intensity and filling every millimeter of her body. She tensed around
the cocks, adding to their friction. It just encouraged her canine
lovers to thrust harder, forcing their way into her willing, hungry body.

Merrie came.

It blew away the orgasms she was experiencing constantly as her mind
exploded around her. She saw, through her master's eyes, a wave of power
radiating from her as it slammed into him, setting him off into another
orgasm. Rimmy also came from the pulse of pleasure.

The dogs took the brunt of it, their hearts swelling up as the entire
pack came. Hot cum splattered across her body as their bodies tore into
themselves. She felt their minds cracking from the force of her orgasm.
Their hearts were beating so fast, they were about to rip themselves out
of their chest.

The orgasm poured into them and she felt their pain as muscles tore and
bodies trembled. Their animal forms couldn't take the force of her orgasm.

Desperately, Merrie channeled her pleasure into the first spell she
could think of. It was the same one she used so many months ago on
Tamin, in that desperate attempt to save her master.

The force of her orgasm crystallized through the power of the spell,
ordering the primal thoughts and burning intelligence into them. Her
orgasm redoubled as she felt them experiencing new things and finding
names for them, seeing the world through new eyes. And below, the power
of the pack awakened. Shadows danced on their minds and the latent
talents that all the hounds shared suddenly became something they
understood.

Shadows plunged into the backyard, turning day into night in a
heartbeat. With a sickening lurch, all of them---her master, Rimmy,
Merrie, and the pack---were thrown into the Shadows.

And her orgasm kept spreading out. Reflections of other pleasures came
back through the barrier between the worlds, of submissive bitches and
slaves that were secreted across Franome City. She felt the dog girls in
the Blood Quarters, whores in the Gold District, and even a young man
bent over a barrel. Each one was hit with her orgasm as it coursed
through the city, turning it into a bright field of stars across her
mental vision.

Merrie regained consciousness in the Shadows, gasping for breath as she
stared up at the pitch black sky streaked with obsidian. There were no
stars in the Shadow, only black points of light so dark they made the
rest of the inky blackness bright.

But, for all of the darkness, she could feel the fading stars of orgasms
across the city. She had briefly connected with every submissive in the
city and she could feel their thousand pleasures still glowing in her
bones, pushing back the cold throb of the shadow magic that burned at
her body.

Above her, in the dark on dark of the sky, there was something watching
her. An absolute darkness of some terrible intelligence. She had seen it
before, the Lord of Shadows. She couldn't even sense the alien thoughts
of the Lord, but she could feel its attention on her. It was a gravity
pulling on her mind, tugging her to some dark place from where she would
never return.

Her orgasm spread out and passed through the Lord as if it wasn't there,
but she wasn't surprised by that. It wasn't a creature of bright
pleasures. It was never human, never submissive, never mortal. She
didn't even know if it existed.

From the inky darkness, it reached out with a claw. It rippled through
the shadows, dark on dark. It passed through her master and the pack
without them even shuddering. The Lord simply didn't want them to
acknowledge its presence. He wanted---if anything that alien could want
anything---her and nothing else.

Fear filled her. She tried to move away but she was caught on three
cocks. Pinned like a butterfly to a board.

The Lord's claw plunged into her heart. The impact was an orgasm like
she never felt before. It started with an intense pleasure that turned
into pain and then into nothing. Darkness flowed through her body,
sinking into every muscle and every sinew. It poured into her veins and
sank into her bones. Her pussy clamped down on the cocks still inside
her, crushing them as she cried out again and again. Black motes danced
across her vision, blinding her.

And then the Lord was gone, like a shadow in sunlight.

Merrie sobbed, trying to pull her mind together. She felt darkness
inside her, a sense that a portion of her soul was no longer anything
but wisps of shadows.

Her master was there, his body clear as day. (Merrie! Merrie! Are you
okay.) He tried to push the dogs away, but he wasn't strong enough.

Merrie send a command to them, along with the knowledge she gave Tamin
of how to step back across. But, something was different. She could feel
the power rippling through her and she saw more of the Shadows than her
master ever had. The intricate play of light and darkness. The way the
Shadows touched everything. She changed the knowledge she gave the pack
into something simple, knowledge that used their innate powers instead
of the complicated magic her master used.

The three dogs impaling her were suddenly gone as they stepped back into
the world with little pops of darkness. She moaned at the sudden
emptiness and hungered to be filled again.

She looked up at her master and held out her arms. (D-Did I please you?)

(Fuck yes!) He swept her up in a hug, holding her tight. His body was
slick with sweat and his cum. Rimmy's excitement clung to his body,
swirling around Merrie's own smells and scents. The overpowering smell
of shadows dominated all of their bodies, it was part of their very
souls and when they died, they would return to it.

Merrie smiled, tears running down her cheeks. She clutched to her
master. She wanted to explain what just happened to her, the touch of
the Lord, but the thoughts slipped away like shadows. She stopped after
the second attempt, somehow knowing that it was for her and her alone.
Instead, she projected the one true feeling that filled her world. (I
love you, master.)

Her master held her tight, crushing her as he buried his face into her
shoulder. (I love you too, Merrie. I would die for you. I would kill for
you. I will always be there for me.)

Another sob tore out of her.

There was a ripple as the three hounds came back through the shadow,
stepping across with their own power.

And then, next to the intimate connection with her master, she realized
that there was something else in her heart. There were new bonds, new
connection. Eight braids of shadows that reached out from her soul to
the eight canines that stood in darkness around them.

(Alpha,) projected Tamin as the memories of his life came rushing
through her, (we serve you.)

And with his voice, seven other growls came up, speaking words their
minds were just beginning to understand. (We serve.)

Their memories slammed into her, crushing her with the intensity of
their short lives. She knew ever beat of their heart from the day they
were born to the day they sat next to her. She experienced their lives
as puppies, the agony of her master's well-meaning but useless training,
and the joy that came when she took over the pack. They craved her more
than life itself.

Eight minds burned like shadows in her thoughts. They wanted to please
her and obey her, just as she did the same for her master.

For a moment, Merrie was terrified that she had bonded with them also.
Her master never experienced her memories, but she felt no submission to
the pack. She only felt control and dominance.

(Merrie? What just happened? What's happening?) Her master's voice was
loud with the emotions and the thoughts of her pack.

Merrie gasped and began to shake. She could feel both dog and master at
the same time, but they still could not hear each other. She couldn't
shift from one to the other anymore, they were all bound into her heart
and thoughts. She felt like she was on the edge of a knife, already
being tugged from both sides. To be submissive. To be dominating. To
obey. To command. To be a bitch. To be an alpha.

//A thought rose up in her grandfather's voice. "There will be
consequences."//

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