Thinking about a story i wrote awhile back that i cant find...
But its about a trucker taking his mutt to a bar with his friends. The trucker sits on the bar stool with the mutt sitting on his lap, legs spread over its Masters knees.
All the mutt has on is his collar and one of the trucker's old stained wife beaters. It fits like a dress on it, its breasts are basically falling out of the stretched out arm holes. The length would just barely cover its dripping cunt if its legs weren't spread out so wide. It squirms a bit, trying to reach down to shamelessly jerk itself off right there. But the trucker grabs its wrists sternly.
"Be good" he growls into its ear, drawing the neediest whine out of the mutt. Its slutty enough to make the truckers friends almost melt. The trucker lets his friends pet and touch its breasts, thighs, ass, anywhere that wasnt its dick or cunt.
The trucker orders two beers. The mutt hates the taste but the trucker insists that this is what will make it a real man. "Finish one beer," The trucker commands "then you can cum all you want tonight..."
It stares down at the glass in front of it hesitantly for a moment. But ultimately, it squeezes its eyes shut and tries to take a huge gulp! But as it brings the glass back down, its obvious that it barely made a dent. The trucker is still chugging his drink, as if it were nothing. As the truckers glass finally slams down, the mutt looks on in awe. He drank almost all of his first beer. It wont be too long that hell be on to the next.
The mutt continues to sip its beer slowly as the pack of friends grope and fondle it in between their own rounds of drinks. Every now and then the mutt will get too frustrated from being molested, that itll twist around to beg its Master for release. "Please Sir! I've been good! I drank more than i usually can. Please fuck me!"
The trucker looks down at his pathetic little pet and cant help but chuckle. "What are you talking about, boy? You've barely touched your beer!"
The mutt turns around only to see its glass full to the brim!
The other men snicker as one of them tosses back the rest of their beer.
The night goes one like that. The trucker and his friends teasing the mutt to get it all needy, then switching out its beer for a new drink. The mutt never catches on. And as it gets more drunk, its far easier for it to lose track.
By the end of the night, the mutt is too drunk to walk on its own. The trucker carries his whimpering writhing pet back to the rig for the night. The mutt can barely string any words together. All it knows is that it needs its Master's cock to sooth the burning desire between its legs. Its drooling as it burries its face into the truckers neck. Desperately pleading.
"You're such a needy little slut, arent you? Trying to hump the air like a bitch in heat with only half a beer in you!"
Finally he lays his pet down on his bed in the back of the truck. He opens its legs up to inspect its glistening folds, lightly running his finger over its fluttering hole and throbbing dick.
"You remember the deal, you couldn't even finish onne beer, so it looks like your this needy part is getting denied again..."
The trucker spends the night pounding his mutts mouth and ass until he's satisfied. The mutt has long since passed out full of alcohol and cum.
