Arth est un bâtard

Poor puppy who gets leashed to the bed, arms tied down too and ass up in the air. Leaky puppy parts dripping all over the nice sheets. And puppy’s tail is wagging, this is how owner puts them when they’re gonna fuck them. They love feeling they’re so deep inside them, they just roll their hips at just the thought.

Owner doesn’t walk in alone though. Puppy is straining to turn their neck to look back, hearing voices.

“You really sure about this? My boy can be kinda rough, and yours is just a pup after all.”

“I’m sure. Pup needs it, I can’t keep washing the blankets.”

Another pup is face to face with them, they both look at eachother unsure what to do. But then the other pup is between puppy’s legs, shoving his face into puppy’s parts and lapping at the wetness there. Puppy whines, trying to push their hips back and yelping when the other pup bites their thigh.

“Aye! Be gentle with the puppy or I’ll muzzle you, ya hear?”

Puppy’s owner laughs, reassuring whoever they’re with.

“Don’t worry about it, man. Maybe it needs to be bitten up alittle. I’ve been too lenient.”

Puppy is confused when owner and their friend walk away, leaving them all alone with the big mean doggy who’s already growling and panting in their ear while mounting them.