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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 65: Unexpected Developments
by t'Sade

Nir could never live in the Shadowed District, not with the creatures
still prowling around the darkness. As Merrie considered that, she
headed back to find a safe home for Nir.

(M+F+/f oral)

**

Merrie felt raw but elated as she crawled down the street. It was well
into the morning and the streets were quiet. Only one lantern in ten was
lit and the dark pools of light were a balm against her raw senses. The
rain had stopped while she was in the Shadowed District and a heavy fog
had rolled through the town, clinging to the street and wrapping her
world in a muted silence.

Tamin paced next to her, his massive form shifting in the streamers of
fog. He burned with shadow magic. It boiled beneath the skin and reached
out for the night around them.

Her own cloak responded. It flowed and spread out, but as it reached
closer to the hound, it caressed his muscular body, tracing the curves
and clinging like static. Shivering of pleasure ran through her senses,
from his body, through the cloak, and into her.

The gaping hole in her soul was still there and she desperately missed
her master, but she could feel how Tamin had anchored her. The
connection was always there, just a tiny thread that somehow saved her
life. It was enough to keep her from plummeting fully into a world of
despair. It was stronger now, a full leash that bound them together. His
thoughts pulsed in her head and she could feel the power rolling in his
mind. Raw potential, energy she could use, both pleasure and despair.

She smiled and bumped against him, enjoying the solid feel of his form
against her naked skin. He towered over her, but there was no question
of who dominated the relationship. She listened to his heavy footsteps
on the cobblestones and how his weight squelched the loose bricks.

Leaving the Shadowed District was easier than she expected. Merrie
didn't fear the Shadows anymore and they simply crossed over, walked a
few steps, and came back down in the street. They avoided Gillette and
the others. No doubt, the warrior farmer would spend months clearing out
the creatures that roamed the district. She would help him from the
darkness, at least to remove the larger areas of shadows.

Guilt filled her as they passed the last of the memorials. She had to.

(Will you reveal your home to the light?)

Her home. Merrie looked up at Tamin and smiled. The mansion was her
home, even though she couldn't bring Nir there. She shook her head. (No,
but we can let the world see the area around it.)

("The subtle shadows hides the longest.") It was quote from her master's
master.

Radiating amusement, she brushed up against him. (It is our home. We
can't hide forever, but at least we can prevent others from being lost
in it.) She paused and looked back the way they came. Her amusement
crumbled. (It was so easy to create, but it will take a long time to
undo it.)

(How?)

Merrie kissed him and they continued walking down the street. (By the
things I do best: fuck. Pleasure burns away the despair, leaving only
shadows behind. I like the dark, it makes everything feel better when
I'm blind.)

He responded with affection but no words.

They walked in silence, both in thoughts and words.

Merrie spent the time figuring out a home for Nir. She settled on Tai.
She knew the guard wanted to take care of someone, and it wouldn't take
much for Gail to be convinced. It would be a quiet life, but at least
someone would take care of Nir.

Nir was as close as Merrie had to a pack before Tamin returned. But, Nir
couldn't go where Merrie was going. It was more than just being a whore.
She was being pulled into something greater, and far more dangerous,
that she could imagine.

They came up to the guild around three in the morning. The mist glowed
from the guild where the lanterns still lit up around the openings and
the windows. The building never slept because there was always someone
working, no matter how late. The city was always fucking.

Merrie reached out with her mental senses and looked for Nir. The
teenage girl was upstairs in Kirin's room. To Merrie's surprise, Nir's
thoughts were glowing with excitement and flashes of heat. Pleasure
sparkled around in a familiar halo of an orgasm. She was being fucked.

Stumbling, Merrie looked up at the top floor. She didn't think Nir would
ever enter the guild willingly, not with the fear of rape in her mind.
But, there was no question that not only was Nir inside, she had gone
consensually and was now glowing from a series of orgasms.

Merrie smiled and continued along. Something had happened while she was
gone and she was curious to find out.

As they came up to the front door, Barrel staggered down the street. He
wore only a leather thong and carried three whips over his back. His
thighs, back, and shoulders were crisscrossed with red marks. Bruises
darkened both sets of cheeks, ass and face. But, he was smiling and
humming, still lost in the afterglow of pleasure and pain.

She dropped the shade as she paced next to the submissive.

They were almost up to the front entrance when Barrel noticed her. He
gasped and jerked to the side. He bounced off Tamin's solid chest and
flung back.

Merrie reached up to catch him. At the same time, Tamin snapped out and
chomped on the whips. Between the two, Barrel didn't fall, but it took
him a moment to regain his feet. When he did, he was gasping for breath
and laughing. "B-Bitch! I didn't see you there. And---" he glanced over
at the massive hound still holding his whips.

Tamin opened his mouth and let the leather strands fall out. Drool
dripped from the loops as they hit his legs with a wet snap.

"A-And, you got yourself a new friend, didn't you?" Barrel was smiling
to hide his fear. "Will he bite?"

Merrie nodded and smiled at him, pulling back her teeth and a sly smile.

Her expression brought a flush to Barrel's cheek, the submissiveness
rising. She felt it hum inside her and teasing heat between her legs.
She loved to see him smile.

"Um," a flush rose on Barrel's cheeks as he peeked towards Tamin's hip,
the unthinking thought rising up. "Will he bite me?"

Merrie kissed Barrel and continued inside. The young man followed after
them nervously.

As they entered, the room grew silent. There was only about fifteen
whores in the guild that night. Most of them were lazing on the couches
and two were having a drinking contest with small glasses of spirits.
But, even the contest paused as Merrie entered.

It wasn't the first time silence greeted her. Merrie was never at home
at the guild. She loved the fucking, she loved the people who would talk
to her, but there was an uncomfortableness that surrounded her. She had
made every one of them come at the same time, without touching them or
even being in the same room. It hung over all of them knowing that she
could do it.

"They should just accept it." Barrel rested his hand on her ear,
stroking along the ridge. She shivered at the touch and closed her eyes
in pleasure. None of the submissives distrusted her, they were used to
be used and loved what she had done. "It was a beautiful."

Merrie kissed his thigh again. Tamin lapped at the other side, which
caused Barrel to jump.

"Um, is he going to do that a lot?"

Merrie nodded and pulled away to head up the stairs. Tamin paced her,
moving with the ghostly silence that surrounded both of them. Their
footsteps crushed the soft carpet on the stairs.

Scorch sat on the landing, at the top of the first flight of stairs. A
haze surrounded him as he watched with amusement. "You know, according
to the city, we aren't allow the perversions of real animals in the guild."

Merrie's cloak blossomed out, unwrapping from her body and leaving her
naked. It snapped over to Tamin and surrounded him. The hound stepped
across into the Shadows as the cloak pulled back. In a heartbeat, she
was alone on the stairs with a smile on her lips.

Scorch chuckled. "I thought so. Your little friend is up with Kirin. I
promise you, she came in willingly."

Merrie stopped next to him. She reached over and kissed his cheek and
his lip, drinking the hot air and smell of soot that surrounded him.
With a third kiss on his lips, she pulled back and continued alone.

As soon as she passed, she let her cloak flutter back out and Tamin
stepped back across, moving as if he never left her side. And he never did.

Behind her, Scorch laughed.

Up on the third floor, they headed to Kirin's room. The hook was almost
empty and the little numbered tiles were scattered all over the ground.
Her eyes were drawn to Kirin's bed where Nir was splayed out on the
white-streaked sheets. Her eyes were closed but there was a big smile on
her lips. Her pussy, freshly shaved, glistened with cum as did the rest
of her body.

Merrie could feel magic filling Nir, centered around three runes that
had been inscribed on her right thigh. One for sterility, one for
cleansing, and a final one to protect against disease. None of them were
the permanent runes, like what Merrie had between her legs, but they
were red-rimmed with freshness.

She never looked at Nir as a sexual being, but Merrie saw her as one
now. The girl was on her back with her legs spread. Her breasts, too
small for Nir's tastes, stood up as two proud mountains. Her nipples,
low and wide, was hard as fresh globs of cum rolled down from them.

One of the whores, a dominating man who specialized in ball torture,
shook as he came on her face and body, coating her with four long ropes
of sperm before he staggered to the side and off the bed. He nodded to
Kirin who sat in a chair next to the bed.

Kirin was sprawled out in one of her gold corsets. Her cock was at half
mast and she had both legs and the tip of her cock resting on Elf's back
as the submissive acted as her stool. She twirled a glass of black wine
with three fingers as she watched the bed.

Another whore, a woman with a top hat and nothing else, crawled on the
bed and straddled Nir's face. She delved her hand into the girl's
cum-soaked hair and brought Nir up to her pussy. "Think you can, honey?
Just use little licks for me."

Nir's lust rose up and she willingly shoved her face into the woman's
sex, lapping and sucking.

Merrie felt a sympathetic heat rising inside her. She crawled over to
Kirin and sat down next to the guild mistress.

Tamin circled around and took up an opposing position.

Kirin didn't notice, but Elf looked up with a smile. The hairs on his
back were soaked in a puddle of precum forming underneath the massive
cock of the mistress. His movement cause his body to stir and a droplet
rolled off and hit the ground. It sizzles as it burned away on the white
marble, leaving a slightly brighter patch.

"Bad boy," whispered Kirin.

Elf moaned and closed his eyes. His cock, not the largest thing, jerked
and precum of his own splattered down on the marble. Unlike Kirin's, it
didn't sizzle or hiss.

Merrie guided Tamin to lower his body and bring it up underneath Kirin's
glass, to form a table for her.

Kirin jumped when the hound's body cradled her drink. Then, she looked
at what was holding her glass. With a gasp, she stood up from her seat
and backed to the side, stopping centimeters from Merrie and spinning
around. Relief flooded her. "Oh, thank the fucker. Bitch, you surprised me."

Merrie grinned and wagged her tail.

Kirin sank back down and reached out automatically for her wine glass.
Tamin held himself steady as she plucked it off. Taking a long sip, she
set it back down on his broad head.

"Did you find what you were looking for?"

Merrie nodded and glanced over to Nir. The teenager was lapping hard but
slowing down. She was exhausted despite the pleasure filling her. Her
legs were pressed together and cum glistened across every square
millimeter of her skin as she clutched her lover's hips tightly to keep
lapping.

"It was Elf that got her to relax. He came over to bring me something
and they got to talking. I left the two of them alone for dinner. A few
hours later, she made the request to come up here. Elf sponsored her and
Monk cast the runes."

Merrie turned her attention to Elf.

The large man looked back at her and his strap-on wings shivered. "I
promised I would protect her."

Kirin reached out with her foot and pressed it against Elf's mouth. The
submissive man opened and sucked on her toes. "My little Elfie is one of
the guild's protectors."

Merrie couldn't believe it, even when Scorch mentioned it earlier.

Elf pulled his mouth off Kirin's toes, saliva connecting him to her.
"Butterfly enemas really hurt." He smiled and jammed his mouth back on
Kirin's toes.

Merrie giggled and looked away.

"Elfie, that's two punishments for talking out of turn."

He pulled his mouth off and panted, "Yes, mistress."

"Three," came the reply and Elf moaned. Kirin shoved her foot back into
his mouth. "You have to gag him or he'll go until he has a thousand."

Elf mumbled with a full mouth, nodding.

"Normally," Kirin continued, "we only need him and the others when we
have customers who don't pay. Of course you, Bitch," Merrie felt Kirin's
attention focusing on her, "need to actually try to get paid first. I've
been meaning to talk to you about that... again."

Merrie ducked her head. Her skin tingled as she felt exposed. On the
other side, Tamin's ears drooped also but he kept his head rock-steady.

"I know you are using the money from your other marks, but it isn't
about payment. It's about a contract. A social contract. You whore, they
pay, understand?"

Merrie nodded. Her ears drooped against her head as she stared at Nir.

"It will be important since that girl looks up at you as a role-model.
You and Scorch, though I have no clue why that man would ever look out
for her. And, unlike you two, she has no magical powers. She can't set
cheaters on fire or... whatever you do. Though," Kirin said as she
tapped Tamin on the head, "we might have to get you into some of the dog
and pony shows. I have a feeling you'd fuck this thing and I have no
doubt that his cock is huge."

Merrie's pussy clenched and she nodded. On the other side, Tamin panted
happily.

"Though, normally I would be hesitant to let a undead war hound brimming
with shadow magic into my guild."

Merrie jerked at the words. She stared across the chair at Tamin. (Tamin?)

(I have no idea what she's talking about. I feel the same.)

Kirin sighed. "Magic fuels his heart and his veins are as black as your
shadows. He isn't a construct though and there is no necromantic energy
around him, but the only thing keeping his heart beating is that
connection to you," she swept her finger through the air and the shadowy
braid flickered in response, "and a core of darkness in his soul. I've
seen something like this before, but from demons not the shadows. I
didn't think anything from the Shadows was capable of bringing back even
a hound like this."

Merrie shivered at the words. Tamin's memories rose up inside her, of
how the Lord of Shadows bring Tamin back to life.

"Be careful, Bitch, anything capable of doing this," Kirin tapped Tamin
on the head, "always wants something in return. And the price is usually
far costlier than what you're getting from him."

(Tamin?) A sick feeling rose in Merrie's stomach and her throat felt
tight. (Do you know what she is talking about?)

Tamin turned his head to look at Merrie. His eyes were pitch black,
stained by the Lord of Shadows. (I will die for you, alpha.)

Merrie shivered at his projected thought. When he first said it, right
after the Lord, it was something familiar and comforting. But, now with
Kirin's words, she heard something else. It wasn't only Tamin speaking
but a promise. The Lord of Shadows wanted her for something and Tamin
was there to protect her until the Lord got what it wanted.

Even with the dark thoughts burning in her head, she could feel Tamin's
love through their connection. It was the same raw passion and
protectiveness that she remembered from the first day they bonded. His
emotions were laid bare to her and there were no secrets in his
thoughts. If the Lord of Shadows had corrupted him, she couldn't sense
it, but the Shadows were adept at hiding.

She sighed and leaned against Kirin's chair. She couldn't abandon Tamin,
not after just getting him back. Even knowing the Lord of Shadows wanted
something in return couldn't stop the love she felt in her heart. He was
her pack, comforting and protective. He was hers and she was his. She
craved the feeling of having a connection with him. Torn, Merrie looked
over at Tamin who watched her unblinkingly.

(Do you not want me, alpha?)

Even as he projected the thought, Merrie knew she couldn't lose him. She
felt sick to her stomach. (No, I can't lose you again.)

He sent a pulse of love and she shivered in his warmth.

Kirin rested her hand on Merrie's head, her finger stroking along the
ridge of Merrie's ear. "If you're curious, it was worth it for me."

Merrie jerked and looked up into the blue-gold eyes of the guild mistress.

The guild mistress smiled at her as she continued to stroke Merrie's
ear. "He was the greatest seven months of my life. Even knowing what...
I needed to do, I wouldn't have given him up for anything." A tear
rolled down Kirin's cheek.

Elf reached up to pat Kirin's thigh comfortingly.

Kirin smiled and patted Elf's hand and Merrie's head. "I'm just saying,
don't let it hang over you. Know that there is a price but cherish every
moment and every passion." She sniffed. "I didn't and when it was over,
I realized the last thing we did was fight. It probably tore me apart
more than anything else. My humanity verses love? Fuck being human, I'd
give up anything for him."

Merrie whimpered softly and glanced over at Tamin.

He sent a wave of love back to her. (I love you, alpha. For as long as I
can.)

She knew that she couldn't give him up. Even knowing there was a price.
She promised she would cherish every moment and sent an intense wave of
love toward him. (I love you. No matter what happens.)

Their tails began to wag in synchronization, thumping against the ground.

"It's hard to believe," Kirin said as her fingers continued to stroke
Merrie's ear, "that you are probably the most dangerous thing to ever
pass through the arches in the history of this guild. And, despite that,
you are still just a fragile little girl."

Blushing, Merrie leaned into Kirin's fingers. She could feel the shadow
of the Lord hanging over her and Tamin, but Kirin gave her hope. The
guild mistress didn't regret the price she paid and Merrie took her
words to heart. She would cherish Tamin.

(And fuck me?) There was a primal hope in his thoughts.

With a grin, Merrie sent a hard pulse of pleasure through the connection
and Tamin shivered from the sudden orgasm. The wine glass on his head
quivered, threatening to fall before Kirin caught it.

"You're adorable, actually. Not unlike your little friend here." She
gestured toward the bed where the woman with a top hat was staggering
off the edge of the bed, her cheeks flushed with excitement. Sweet girl,
though. She has followed you from one side of the city to the other. I
half expected her to propose to you months ago."

The guild mistress' words were true, there was affection inside Nir for
Merrie. It would take years before it blossomed, but Merrie could see
one path that would lead them to living a sweet life at the mansion.
But, she couldn't marry anyone anymore. She had her master's memory and
her pack and, now, a price. She shook her head and gestured over to Tamin.

"I thought so." Kirin sat up and turned her back to Nir who was
switching partners again. The mistress leaned over the edge to whisper
to Merrie. "Does this mean you'll be staying at the guild now that you
aren't protecting her on the streets?"

Merrie looked up into the blue-gold eyes. She had a home but the guild
wasn't it. She shook her head.

Sadness filled Kirin's eyes. "Are you leaving? I didn't mean to ruin
getting your dog back. I don't think I've ever seen you happier."

With a smile, Merrie reached up, rested her breasts on the side of the
chair, and stretched up to kissed Kirin on the lips. She wasn't going
anywhere for a long time, no matter what Sari, the dead guild master, said.

"Good. I'm quite fond of you." Kirin sat back up and looked to the door.
"Looks like Talbot is the last one. What do you think, Elfie, think
she's in?"

Elf slurped around her toes before releasing them. "Sixty-one for yes,
three against."

"We have a consensus then." Kirin picked up her feet and let her cock
slide off Elf's back. "Clean her up so I can welcome her to the guild."

The large man squealed and scrambled to his feet. Kirin's precum dripped
off his back and hit the ground, sizzling on the marble before fading.
He used a towel to wipe off the remaining on his back and bounded toward
the bed.

Merrie watched the towel blacken from the touch of Kirin's precum. It
didn't smell of anything but the sharp smell of cum.

"The problem," sighed Kirin, "about fucking demons is that it changes
you. Kind of like fucking the shadows, don't you think?"

Merrie giggled and nodded. The shadows had changed her in ways she
didn't expect. She glanced at Tamin who watched everything with quiet
amusement and anticipation.

On the bed, Elf crawled over to Nir. His wings shuddered with his movements.

Nir, spotting him, spread her legs and held out her arms.

But, Elf didn't mount her. Instead, he took a deep breath and cried out.
"Cream pie!" And then dove between Nir's legs, his mouth seeking out her
pussy.

With a gasp, Nir grabbed his head and arched her back.

From the arch, Barrel gasped. "Oh, I'm just in time! Cleaning time!" He
scrambled across the room, stripping off his thong, and launched himself
on the bed. His tight, marked ass waved for a moment before he clamped
his mouth down on Nir's upturned breast.

Merrie felt a pang of heat rising up. She grinned and crawled toward the
bed.

"Leave my wine stand."

With an order for Tamin to remain in place, she flowed up the bed and
across the sheets. She breathed in the strong smells of cock and pussy
before she caught Nir's other nipple with her mouth. It was slick and
dripping and tasted of both fresh cum and women's juices.

Nir whimpered and her body tensed up as three mouths laved her. "Oh,
gods!" Her body flashed with an orgasm, the tension rippling up her
limbs before she slumped down.

Merrie smiled at Barrel across her breasts as she planted her arms
against Nir's side. She lapped at the cum on the heaving breast, moving
in wider circles to clean every hint of sex from the girl's body.

Nir cried out wordless as she writhed back and forth. The three mouths
steadily worked across every centimeter of her skin.

Flushed with the taste of cum, Merrie reached her face first. She smiled
at Nir before she lapped at her face, removing hours of cum from her face.

When Nir's eyes could open, she did. She saw Merrie and gasped. "Ears!"
she said in a broken whisper. "I... I had sex! And it felt good." She
grinned sheepishly and whispered, "It felt really good."

Merrie nodded and kissed her. Their tongues danced across each other
before Merrie returned to her duties of cleaning Nir's face, throat, and
then into her hair. The rasp stung her tongue, but Merrie continued
along her duties. Her own naked body ground against Nir's. She was
careful to keep to the cleaned areas to avoid smearing cum across the
teenager's glistening skin.

"A-And," Nir gasped with a moan, her eyes closed, "Elf said he would
protect me from anyone, even my parents."

Elf lifted his face. It shimmered with the juices he was cleaning off
her. "Of course, sweetie. You're guild."

Kirin, from the her chair, called out. "That's four. Screw that, I'm
suppose to be the one telling her! That's ten, Elfie!" But, there it was
mock anger that resonated in her voice.

Elf moaned and delved back down to suck the cum from Nir's feet.

It felt good to lap and clean, but Merrie didn't feel the rush of
submission or the excitement of being dominated. It didn't matter. This
was for Nir, not herself. She continued to clean her off until they
flipped her over and started on the back side.

Tomorrow, she would find someone to force her into submission and make
her cum. She could use the pleasure to right the damage she did to the
district.

**

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