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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Authors note: I had a lot of fun writing this couple again, this turned out far longer than I originally intended. The original story can be found on the below links.

SoFurry Link: https://www.sofurry.com/view/2152022

FurAffinity Link: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/57285816/

This couple and story even inspired me to write the song below.

“Cuck” by TheRealInja on YT: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TosJ3T2jSU0

Also, for those curious what my vision of Kitty looks like, I found this brilliant piece of art by Ghost738589 which is pretty close. All it is missing is the long dark hair ;3 https://e621.net/posts/2118786?q=male_penetrating_female+anal_penetration

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“Spread your legs and let me get a good look at that pretty kitty of yours” Gus growled low, while he first undid and then slipped his utility belt off, before removing his own pants and boxers to leave him bare from the waist down. Gus was a big dog, even when standing beside him, Kitty had to look up to meet his eyes. Now that she was sitting at the edge of his desk, he seemed even larger than usual, yet somehow, still not quite imposing, despite his crude request. Gus sported the usual cream coloring of a Mastiff, along with the dark muzzle and floppy ears. He filled out his uniform rather well too, though being one of less than a dozen law enforcement officers who looked after their county did keep him on the go and very active, so it wasn’t that surprising he was in such good shape despite his age.

It had been a few weeks since the encounter with Caesar and his goons in their basement, where her loving husband and the towns Pastor, Dan McMillan, had watched the three large men fuck his beautiful wife. She had done so willingly of course, in order to settle her husband’s outstanding gambling debt and save him from coming to physical harm for being unable to pay. She had even offered up her last virginity as well, the pretty Dalmatian and her husband had maintained eye contact the entire time that the large Rottweiler defiled her pert posterior for the first time ever. That had been a rather…awakening experience for her, both in how she viewed her marriage as well as just herself and her latent desires.

Since then, as usually happened in small towns, rumor of her infidelity and the circumstances surrounding the reason why she had broken her vows, had spread like wildfire. It had opened the floodgates for others to approach her and attempt to try their luck with the gorgeous married Dalmatian woman. Most had been rebuffed, but not all, especially not people like Gus who had leverage over her, or more specifically, her husband…again. Pastor Dan McMillan was a notoriously terrible driver and unbeknownst to his doting wife, he had racked up a fair number of tickets and infractions over the years; the only thing which had stopped Gus from locking Dan up, was the fact he was the town’s only preacher. Gus was usually very religious himself and just couldn’t bring himself to do such a thing, but when he heard of what had transpired in the McMillan’s basement, he suddenly had an idea of how to resolve the issue.

Ever since the McMillan’s had moved to his little town, Gus had fantasized about what he would do to Kitty, if he ever got the chance. Of course, he never thought such an opportunity would ever materialize, so until that afternoon, it had all just been a fantasy. Now, as they sat in his office with the blinds drawn and the doors locked after he had pulled the Pastor over yet again for speeding; Gus had Kitty all to himself, relatively speaking of course. Pastor Dan McMillan sat quietly in one of the visitor chairs placed before Gus’s desk, watching as his beautiful wife obediently spread her legs for the large mastiff sheriff. Gus had explained about her husband’s situation; when Dan could not meet her gaze as she turned to glare at him, she knew that Gus was telling the truth. She too knew what her husband meant to the town and the people who lived there, as such she agreed with the sheriff’s hesitation in locking him up, though she also knew that there was still a price to pay. They had not completely gotten out from under Caesar’s crushing debt yet either, so there was no chance they would manage to settle the fines her husband had accrued. Seeing the worry on Kitty’s face, Gus had jumped in and admitted he knew of what had occurred in their basement, he also let the McMillan’s know that he was open to a similar sort of deal to resolve this latest issue as well. Gus had more than expected Kitty to snap at or at least slap him, but instead, he was pleasantly surprised at how easily Mrs. McMillan had fallen in line to assist in resolving this new problem.

The black and white spotted canine sat at the edge of Gus’s desk in a pretty yellow sundress that made her eyes sparkle; at his direction, she had lifted the dress up about her waist and removed her panties obediently. There it was, Kitty McMillan’s snug little cunt, in all its glory; the dark folds of her pussy nestled between her shapely white furred inner thighs and just a hint of her welcoming inner pinkness visible. It was even better than he imagined, looking so delicate and soft, her folds barely pouting as she stared back at the large mastiff who was the towns sheriff. The way his eyes stared hungrily between her thighs had Kitty blushing and shifting uncomfortably in her seat, she wasn’t used to being looked at in such a manner, nor was she willing to accept that she liked it and that it turned her on either.

Until recently, Kitty had been oblivious to the affect she had on men around her, though not even just the men either, she had learned not that long ago. This was the first time she was seeing firsthand the effect she had on men specifically however, even without either of them touching the large canine’s plump sheath, she watched as his thick red length began to emerge from its soft fuzzy container, while he stared at her exposed nethers. Gus was a long-time friend, or so she had thought, which was the only reason she had not felt threatened when he had requested for them to join him in his office after catching Dan speeding yet again. After Caesar, Kitty was a lot more aware of how the world worked now, so as soon as the large mutt began talking about her husband’s parking tickets and other vehicle related violations, she knew where the conversation was headed. Prior to Caesar and his goons, Kitty would have been appalled by such an affront to both her and her marriage, now however, she felt herself getting aroused by the thought of submitting to another man, who was not her husband. Gus was a big, strong and handsome man who also happened to wear a uniform. It was as if the big burly bastard knew that she secretly enjoyed the uniform too, as he had only removed his trousers and boxers, but his shirt and badge were still on. He was a few years older than her, but as he liked to keep in shape, it didn’t look like it. Gus was also married to Trixie, another of her close friends and both of them were members of Dan’s congregation, but there again, that had also changed recently.

Kitty idly wondered if Gus was aware of what she and Trixie had done a couple days prior, and if this was perhaps why he had approached her now, or not. Her train of thought was quickly derailed however, when Gus knelt down before his desk and between her thighs. With surprising ease, the large dog lifted her knees over his shoulders, making her lay back on his desk, while he got his first taste of her peach. Hearing Dan begin to growl softly beside them just made Gus dig in deeper, as he knew the Pastor had no power here and wouldn’t actually try stop him. Gus even briefly pulled his muzzle up from between the squirming Dalmatian’s thighs to grin at the smaller beagle seated beside and obediently watching, while giving an exaggerated lick of his lips before he dove right back in. Clearly Dan liked hearing the sounds Gus was getting Kitty to make, for as much as he glared at the bigger dog, there was already a rather telling tent in the Pastor’s slacks. The pathetic beagle was all bark and no bite evidently, thankfully for Gus, as he did not want any interruptions while savoring the treasure that was Kitty McMillan.

Just like Caesar, Gus had a nice thick and long tongue, which he was not afraid to use on her. He wasn’t much for foreplay however, barely spending any time on kissing and exploring the outside of her pussy before he delved deep between her folds and began eating her out proper. Kitty couldn’t help but reach down and grab his floppy ears while she bucked and ground her crotch against the sheriff’s muzzle. She couldn’t help but stare into her husband’s eyes, feeling ashamed at being so turned on by what Gus was doing to her while the man she loved sat idly beside them. Her gaze was almost pleading for forgiveness as Gus’s thick tongue plunged deeply inside her, washing her inner walls with his saliva while he sloppily made out with her cunt. Kitty watched as Dan’s gaze became more shameful in turn, his hands moving to his crotch as he tried to hide his growing shame, but it was too late. Something about her husband getting turned on while another man ate her out was just so damned exciting, it set her off like a primed explosive. Kitty’s thighs clamped down against the sides of Gus’s head as she came hard, bucking and grinding against his tongue, while it scooped up her flowing pleasure. Gus didn’t stop either, he just grinned up at Kitty as he continued to feast on her quim like the greedy mutt he was. He showed his strength too, by easily wrenching her thighs away from his head and forcing them wide, just so Dan could get a clearer view of the sheriff’s tongue slurping messily between his wife’s thighs at her heated and needy little slit.

“S…stop…no more…” Kitty eventually managed to groan out, unable to take anymore pleasure from Gus’s tongue. The pleasure was starting to cross over from euphoric to painful, but thankfully the law man wasn’t a sadist and relented soon enough. Unfortunately for Kitty however, Gus was far from finished with her just yet. The large dog slowly rose to his feet while grinning down at her, even laughing by the startled face she made when he slapped his by now, fully engorged stiffness down against her bare crotch.

Kitty pushed herself up onto her elbows to get a better look at the sheriff’s weapon, her eyes went wide as her gaze shifted from the thick red spire to her husband’s equally as impressed look. Again, the big Mastiff far outmatched her husband, maybe even big enough to rival Titus’s member. She had just barely managed the Great Dane’s member well enough, so she knew she could take Gus’s as well, at least. Not that she really had a choice, Gus was pinning her down in place with a large hand against her abdomen, while his free hand guided the tip of his cock between her slick folds. Gus and Kitty shared a brief moment of staring into one another eyes, as if he was asking permission to proceed. In that moment, Kitty knew she could say no and he would have stopped. But she didn’t, she couldn’t say no, because she wanted this too.

Dan watched as Gus’s hips flexed and hunched forward when he started to push forward and into Kitty. He heard that same telling gasp explode from his wife’s soft lips as another thick cock claimed her in ways he never could. He watched as her fingers gripped the edge of the desk tight, turning her knuckles white beneath her fur. Gus still had her legs over his shoulders, which were now almost against Kitty’s chest as he leaned forward to sink more of his thickness deep inside her. From his angle, sitting beside them, Dan watched as the gap between Gus’s hips and his wife’s behind diminished and eventually vanished with a firm clap of flesh against flesh.

When Kitty managed to open her eyes and refocus them, she saw Gus’s face grinning down at her. “You went a little cross-eyed there for a second, Pretty Kitty” he told her rather smugly. She couldn’t help it, Gus had an unusual curve and shape to his cock, it was thicker around the middle and curved upwards, which meant he ground right against her G-spot because he was so goddamn big. Even now, when he tried to pull back a little, Kitty’s toes spread wide up above his head in her pretty bejeweled open toed sandals. “Too much dick for you to handle?” the Mastiff asked with a cocky grin, he didn’t even need to look at Dan to know the pathetic dog had flinched at the insinuation.

“Shut up and fuck me already…” Kitty growled back with surprising spit and vinegar. Even Gus was a bit surprised by her language, the big dog paused and turned to briefly look at an equally as surprised Dan.

“Well, alright then” the sheriff laughed and began to slowly stir his hips at first, working only a few inches in and out of the wonderfully tight preacher’s wife. Even this was enough to have her hands suddenly grip at his uniform shirt while her eyes closed and her brow furrowed. If he didn’t know any better, he might have thought she was in pain. But the she was almost panting and the way her cunt was trying to milk his cock as it squeezed and clenched around him so greedily, Gus knew that was anything but the case.

“Faster…” a soft voice said beside him, perking Gus’s floppy ears. When he turned to look at the Pastor, Dan was staring up at him with a look of almost amazement on his face, along with a very obvious wet spot beginning to form at the crotch of his trousers. “Faster” he repeated, with a bit more confidence this time, as his gaze returned to his wife’s beautiful face.

“Well, if you insist…” Gus replied with a broad grin, suddenly tugging Kitty’s behind almost over the edge of his desk. Gus stood up straight and trapped both of her legs against his left shoulder within the crook of his left arm. This left his right hand free to reach up and undo the buttons at the front of Kitty’s dress, just enough to free her bouncing and jiggling breasts as he began to pick up the pace. Soon his hips were clapping against the married Dalmatian’s behind at a steady and eager pace. Goddamn she had nice tits, Gus thought to himself, as he watched the now free mounds bounce and sway after he had pushed her bra up out the way. Gus’s right hand found Kitty’s left breast with a firm grope, as if testing the ripeness and finding it to be perfect. Her flesh was firm, but malleable beneath his strong fingers, even her nipple was the perfect shade of pink against her brilliant white fur.

Kitty couldn’t handle it; the mastiff’s thick curved prick was torturing her like nothing before. Titan had been big as well, but his cock did not have Gus’s unique shape and curve like the Sheriff Mastiff. She tried to squirm and escape the pleasurable torture, but he had such an iron grip on her legs that she couldn’t move an inch. He had lifted her behind a little off his desk as well, which eliminated most of what little leverage she had to begin with. Now her behind was almost just like a pendulum he was fucking, each stroke smacked his hips against her behind hard enough to bounce her away, only for gravity to swing her back down onto his waiting prick on the next thrust. She had lost count of how many times he had made her cum from this position, though the more she thought about it, perhaps she didn’t care.

“She always cum this much?” Gus huffed and panted, already getting close to his own climax. The way Kitty’s cunt gripped his prick even before she came was almost too tight, so when she was in the throes of ecstasy, he could barely move his cock inside the tight bitch.

“No…” Dan replied feebly, sounding almost ashamed as he now stood beside Gus, while he stared down at his beautiful wife’s face still. She looked so beautiful, so happy and free. Again, the Pastor’s underwear was awash in his own pitiful seed and he hadn’t even touched himself yet. Though despite spilling his own seed within the confines of his slacks, the Pastor was still as hard as a rock.

“Good Kitty” Gus growled down at the Dalmatian, just as he gave his last few desperate thrusts into her. The sheriff would later swear he saw lights before his eyes that he came so hard. It took everything in him not to tie this bitch, though he so desperately wanted to. His thick knot was grinding dangerously against her snug opening as he pumped her full of his thick seed, soon to overfull as some of his pearlescent mess began to trickle out and down the cleft of Kitty’s backside. Dan shifted around behind the big dog and knelt down to get a better look, from his perspective, he could see the sheriff’s large balls hitch up against his body and begin to pulse with every shot of seed he shot deep into Kitty’s cunt. Gus remained buried to the hilt until he felt his cock begin to soften, only then did he withdraw himself from the pastor’s wife. “You best be getting back home to collect your kids” Gus panted as he flopped back into one of the visitor chairs beside him.

“Thank you, sheriff” Dan mumbled as he scooped up Kitty’s panties and awkwardly slid them back on his barely conscious wife. Even before she stood up, Kitty could feel the crotch of her underwear soak through from Gus’s load, though at that moment, she didn’t really care. All she could do was smile meekly at the big handsome dog as Dan helped her walk out of the room. She did however take one last glance at Gus’s thick prick, as if committing it to memory.

“That was definitely worth a dozen tickets” Gus noted with a content sigh, not yet bothering to put his pants back on. “Three or four more visits ought to do it” the sheriff said to himself as he grabbed a notepad on his desk and began filling in the details of Dan’s latest traffic violation, which he would no doubt have Kitty work off again real soon.

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A few days after their encounter with the sheriff, Dan and Kitty had been asked to attend a sermon the next county over. They had decided to make a day of it and reconnect after recent events, both Kitty and Dan had started to feel like they were drifting apart and the time alone together would do them a world of good. They had left the twins with Mrs. Gusterson, so they would not have to rush back and it allowed them to talk freely as well. The sermon had gone as well as could be expected, which left them with most of the afternoon to spend with one another. Kitty decided it would be fun to go apple picking, seeing as they were right by the orchards; it had been something they’d enjoyed in their younger years as well. The next couple of hours brought some much-needed levity back into their lives and things almost felt normal again, Kitty and Dan were smiling and laughing, just like they used to when they were barely past being teenagers. Their afternoon was rather fruitful in a more literal sense as well, with a basket full of juicy apples to make cider and apple pies with loaded into the backseat of their car, the married couple decided to call it a day and head home.

As Dan and Kitty returned to their vehicle and resumed their journey headed for home, Kitty shifted a little uncomfortably in her seat. A faint throbbing ache was starting to gnaw at her insistently between her thighs from the sheriff’s rough fucking. Even though it had been a few days, he had rutted her good and hard enough that she could still feel it, even now. She couldn’t help but let her mind wander back to recent events. Something had been bothering her since that first time with Caesar and his goons, in the moment she hadn’t thought about it, but the delay in her menstrual cycle soon after certainly did awaken her to those worries and concerns. She had been a faithful wife to Dan all these years and in conjunction with her religion, she had never thought to use birth control. This was also the reason there were no condoms in their house either, it just wasn’t a concern as they believed another child born of their love would just be another blessing from the Lord. But now that she had been with other men, she wasn’t sure how she would feel about being knocked up by someone that wasn’t her husband. Even now, she could still vividly recall the warmth of the sheriff’s load so deep inside her, she worried that she might already be pregnant with her friend’s husband’s child.

“What if I get pregnant?” Kitty suddenly asked, breaking the awkward silence as she stared down into her lap, where she was nervously wringing her hands together.

“You won’t” Dan replied without taking his eyes off the road, even though now he was driving a little below the posted speed limit for once.

“Dan, I’m not on birth control; all my plumbing is still intact and fully functional” The pretty Dalmatian turned in her seat a little to stare hard at her husband. Dan didn’t answer right away as he thought about such a scenario, after a few moments of strained silence, he gently pulled over to the side of the road and stopped the car before he turned to look at his wife.

“Then we’ll be blessed with another child. We’ll love it and raise it, just as we would with Abigail and Audrey” he said as he reached out to take her hands in his. “I love you Kitty, now more than ever. Nothing will change that, so no matter what happens, we’ll face it together” he said with an unusual conviction she had not seen in many years, while he gently but firmly squeezed her hands reassuringly in his.

Kitty didn’t know why, but it seemed having watched her be taken and pleasured by another man had somehow managed to ignite that passionate fire in her husband which he’d had when he first opened his own church. It was that fire which had drawn her to him in the first place and now, what she had thought was gone, suddenly seemed reignited in him. In a weird way, breaking her vow to him and laying with other men was the catalyst to get her old husband back. There was still a hint of guilt within her at what she had done with Gus, but it was quickly being drowned out by a strange sense of pride and happiness. Looking into Dan’s eyes, he seemed more focused and, in a way, happier than she had seen him in some time. This wasn’t how she had pictured her life going, but in an unusual turn of events, they were now heading down a new and exciting chapter in their life and for once, they were both undeniably happy and excited for what was to come.

“I love you Pastor Dan McMillan, with all my heart, no matter what” Kitty smiled her radiant smile while she leaned in to kiss her husband deeply. A kiss which was full of passion and affection, despite the lingering vivid memories of the slickness from another man which had spilled from her well fucked pussy not that long ago, Kitty had never felt closer and more connected to Dan than she did in that moment.

This time when their trip resumed and a calm silence fell over them both, it did not feel awkward or strained. Both Kitty and Dan felt relaxed and at peace, light smiles played about their lips, while they held hands like they used to do when they had just started dating. With the air now cleared, Kitty felt an immense weight lifted from her shoulders, which in turn allowed her to relax and inadvertently succumb to a sudden tiredness she had not been aware of, until now. They were still a good ways from home, which meant she had enough time for a little nap before they collected the girls from their neighbor, who was kind enough to look after the twins once again while their parents were out.

As Kitty slouched down in her seat a little more and tilted her head back to rest, she once again became aware of the faint dull ache between her thighs from the good pounding Gus had given her not so long ago. Vaguely she wandered if Gus realized he and his wife had more in common than he thought; they certainly did fuck the same.

As Kitty started to drift off to sleep, she began to recall her most recent Bible study group at Trixie’s home. Gus was on duty and down at the station, which meant the calico patterned felines house was empty and available. Abigail and Audrey were at home with their dad for some quality father and daughter bonding time, which left Kitty free to run her little church group with the girls. Usually there were a dozen or so members in her group, but this time, it was just Becky and Trixie, who were sitting sipping on glasses of red wine quietly in the living room when she entered.

Becky was a somewhat chubby, if not curvy black furred heifer, with the biggest and most beautiful blue eyes. She always looked misplaced in time in her red polka dot dress and classic 60’s styled hair, almost looking like a miniature beehive with bangs. She even wore the era perfect thick glasses, often making her appear as if she would be better suited to a black and white classroom on television than a savvy business woman like she was. Becky was also something of a mystery, there were always men pursuing her, but even though she could have her pick of the town’s finest bachelors, she had never dated. Even Kitty’s best efforts at hooking her friend up had fallen flat, which was an affront to the married Dalmatian as she was known for being quite the astute matchmaker.

Trixie on the other hand was a small and slender feline, her body mostly white furred with large orange patches of fur at the small of her back, left shoulder and then over her right eye and ear. She had been a bit of a wild child growing up, more of a tomboy and forever in trouble with the law. That was also how she and Gus had met, he had arrested her one night after one of her infamous wild rampages. Trixie had somehow convinced the big mutt not to take her in to the county jail, in return she let the big lug bend her over the bonnet of his cruiser and do her from behind, while still being in handcuffs. It had been near the end of his shift, so that was just the beginning of their evening’s fun. Trixie had simply just not left his house after that night and not long after, they had tied the knot, metaphorically and officially this time.

“We need to talk” Trixie looked up from the glass of red wine she was holding to meet Kitty’s confused expression as she entered the room and sat down beside her friend on her sofa.

“What’s wrong? Is it Gus, what did he do this time?” Kitty blurted out without even thinking.

“No, it’s you” Becky shot back immediately, but for some reason she was grinning when she said it.

“Me? What did I do?” Kitty felt a sudden sinking feeling, could her friends know what she did in her basement? But how, there was no one around at that time of night. The only way they could know was if Dan had told them, but he would never stoop so low.

“We know what you did in your basement, with those men…” Trixie sat upright and stared directly at Kitty, confirming the spotted canine’s worst fears. “Mrs. Gusterson…bless her busybody soul, happened to be out on her evening stroll when those three men knocked on your front door.”

Kitty swallowed hard as she felt an icy chill grip her heart; she had forgotten all about her neighbors evening walks. She would often pop in for a brief visit and a cup of tea before heading back home, they had built a friendship over the years and often she would look after the twins for Kitty and Dan. Of course, she would have just happened to be coming past at that time! If she had spotted Caesar and his goons entering and gotten nosey, there was no telling how much she had seen, but she definitely would have seen the start of what had occurred. Kitty vaguely recalled the feeling of being watched that evening, but she had just put it down to her husband watching from the sidelines, now she knew it was so much worse.

“Three men, huh? None of whom were even your husband…You’re even more wicked than I ever would’ve guessed” Becky grinned broadly at the blushing Kitty. The bovine set her wineglass aside before she leaned forward and rested her chin atop her clasped hands while she stared hard at the embarrassed canine. Kitty could not meet her gaze and cast her eyes down to her own lap, where her hands were nervously wringing one another again, something she seemed to do a lot lately.

“Don’t worry about it getting out though, we convinced the old bat to keep it a secret. Beside her, only us three know what you did” Trixie said, with an odd tone to her voice, as she moved closer to sit right beside Kitty on the couch and rest a soft hand against her inner thigh. Kitty stared down at her friend’s hand before finally looking up at her with some surprise.

“What…” Kitty began to ask on confusion.

“The secret stays between us, if…and only if you do as we say” Becky spoke up as she too joined Kitty and Trixie on the sofa, sandwiching the married canine between them. The heifer was far more forward, cutting through any misunderstandings as she firmly took Kitty by the chin and turned her muzzle into a deep and unmistakable kiss. This was no accident and there was obvious intent behind it, it also suddenly made Kitty understand why her attempts and finding the bovine a partner had always failed.

Kitty was speechless, her mind could not comprehend what was happening to her now. Two of her oldest friends were, what, blackmailing her to be their slave? Becky had always been so quiet and reserved, but now she seemed downright domineering and forceful. Kitty would be lying if she denied how good that kiss was though, or the effect it was having on her. She just never expected such a kiss to come from one of her oldest and most dear friends. But then there was Trixie as well, she was married to Gus for Heaven’s sake! Why would she be interested in Kitty, she was happily married after all, wasn’t she?

“Well, what’s it going to be, Kitty?” Becky spoke again, softer this time as she gently brushed her fingers along the side of the stunned Dalmatian’s muzzle. “Are you going to be our willing little plaything, or do we need to start telling the rest of our group what you get up to in your basement?” the heifer’s gaze was hard and direct, there was no doubting she would do just that if Kitty declined. She knew she should say no, but something inside her was screaming not to. The more she stared back into Becky’s intense gaze, the more…excited she became. The married mutt could feel herself becoming aroused, something about the thought of being a slave to these two women was so taboo and exciting, she couldn’t ignore it.

“Okay…” Kitty finally answered softly, giving the slightest nod of acceptance.

“Good girl” Trixie cooed softly into her ear, before giving it a gentle nibble, which sent shivers of delight coursing through the married spotted canine.

“Why don’t you stand up and strip for us, pet” Becky ordered with a surprisingly predatory grin, her hand at the small of Kitty’s back as she urged her to stand up from her seat.

“Yeah, we’ve been dying to see that killer bod of yours” Trixie agreed as she watched her former friend, now slave, stand and turn around to face them.

Kitty stood and turned to face her friends, pausing briefly as if to give them a moment to tell her this was just a joke. But they didn’t, they only stared at her with unabashed hunger in their eyes, the same look Caesar and his goons had had in theirs that fateful night. Slowly, Kitty raised her trembling hands to the front of her dress and began to undo the buttons, one by one. Slowly her pale blue dress began to part and expose more of her brassiere covered cleavage. The buttons ran all the way down to just below her belly button, once the last one had been undone, Kitty shrugged the dress from her shoulders and let it slip to the floor and pool about her feet.

It was one thing to be admired by men with such desire, but watching her two friends trade knowing glances with one another before looking back at her with such hunger, that was even more exhilarating to her. Kitty could not stop blushing, she had practically been naked in front of her friends before; granted she was still wearing a one-piece swimsuit, but there wasn’t much left to the imagination as far as she was concerned. At the time she hadn’t noticed their admiring glances, but looking back on it now, they had stared at her for far longer than was normal.

“Bra and panties too, let us get a good look at you, hun” Trixie almost purred as she sat back and took a sip of wine from her glass.

Again, Kitty cast her an almost pleading look, as if begging her to stop this. The calico patterned feline just smiled back reassuringly and nodded ever so softly, directing her to continue. It was apparent she was alone here, she would find no aid from Trixie, as it seemed Becky was the one really in charge here. Reluctantly, Kitty reached behind herself to undo her bra and let it slip from her shoulders to join her dress on the ground. Her ears burned with shame and embarrassment at the appreciative growls her two friends made, though that was nothing compared to the pleasured and even hungry huffs which emanated from Trixie when the Dalmatians panties were finally removed.

“Jesus fucking Christ…” Becky snorted as she hungrily eyed the now naked Kitty, as if she were the last meal before a person near starving to death.

“Way better than I imagined” Trixie agreed as she set her wineglass aside and got to her feet. Slowly the smaller feline circled Kitty, her hands touching and caressing her married friends form as if she were a delicate work of art. Even though the room was rather warm, Kitty couldn’t ignore the fire Trixie’s touch left behind, it was so different from how all the men in her life had ever handled her. Soft, but firm, yet also curious despite knowing the female form already. She didn’t want this, it was wrong on so many levels, even worse than what she had done with Caesar. That was forgivable, she had only done what she did to protect Dan…at least, that’s how it had begun. Kitty couldn’t deny that it was entirely her choice to stop Caesar and his men from leaving that night, just like it was her choice now to agree to Becky and Trixie’s demands. The growing dampness within her told the true story of why she was letting this happen to her however, she wanted it, perhaps she even felt like she deserved it.

“Get on your knees and eat me” Becky suddenly barked, seeming unable to resist taking control again. Before Kitty could ask for clarification of what she meant, the heifer was scooting down in her seat on the sofa, while wriggling her polka-dotted dress up about her thighs. Unlike Kitty, Becky had not worn underwear and soon her womanhood was on full display, nestled between her friends plumb and curvaceous thighs. She tried to look at Trixie, as if the feline would stop this madness, but she simply grinned back at Kitty with a little encouraging nod.

“Go on, you’ll get used to it. Hell, you’ll probably even love it, just like me” Trixie admitted with an encouraging pat on her friend’s shoulder. Just like her? Did that mean that Trixie and Becky…surely not. But then again, it would explain so much she had noticed over the last couple of months and years. They were oddly close and spent a lot of time together, especially outside of church and church activities. Did Gus know about their relationship and if he did, did he approve of it? There were just so many questions she wanted to ask, but they would have to wait. Kitty found herself kneeling between the bovine’s thighs as her head was guided down to Becky’s crotch, soon her nose pressed against the damp folds of the other woman.

Becky smelled hot and earthy, with a faint hint of buttermilk. In a weird way, Kitty thought she tasted oddly of a tart vanilla ice-cream, unusual at first, but the more she was forced to lick, kiss and suck; the better Becky tasted on her tongue. Pretty soon Kitty didn’t need to have Becky’s hands at the back of her head to keep her in place as she willingly, almost eagerly even, ate out her first ever pussy. Before now, Kitty had only ever vaguely heard of such things through news articles and magazine stories, she had never considered how real and especially how relevant it would become in her life. She had always gotten such a strange feeling deep down inside her when she read about women being intimate with one another, even as banal the article may have been, the married canine couldn’t help but look around and make sure no one was staring at her with how guilty she felt reading such filth. She had tried to ignore those feelings for years, they were certainly there, but with enough time and practice, she had convinced herself she only ever liked men. One man in particular, Dan, he was the only person she would ever love and be attracted to, no matter what.

Only, he wasn’t, not anymore. Not since that night, it was like her castle walls had been breached and now she could see the outside world through the cracks and holes, suddenly becoming aware of what she was missing. She felt safe and comforted in her life with Dan, it was her safe space, but yet…she wanted more. The feeling of guilt had been growing constantly within her since the moment Caesar and his men had climbed her basement stairs and left after having their fill of the preacher’s wife that night. But here and now, as she was forced to, no, not forced, more like guided and encouraged to eat out her friend, Kitty rationalized that this was just out of her control. She shouldn’t feel guilty for this, it was to protect her and Dan, again, just like before.

“This is a copy of Judd’s cock; I hope you like it as much as I do” Trixie suddenly purred into Kitty’s ear from behind. Kitty had been so lost in thought and what she was doing between Becky’s thighs that she hadn’t even noticed Trixie leaving the room, or that the feline had stripped naked and now apparently was donning a strapon. Before she could react, Trixie gripped the Dalmatian’s slender tail and lifted it high, while holding her in place and guiding the thick tip of a rubber toy to her opening. Kitty didn’t have any time to react or pull away before she felt herself being spread and stretched around an impossibly thick cock. Thankfully she was already more aroused than she cared to admit, so her own natural lubrication made an otherwise potentially painful entry glide smoothly and deeply.

“Judd’s cock” the words rung in her ears, was that what Trixie had just said? Judd was the towns mechanic, a tall Irish draft horse who had a bit of a bad reputation of being on the wrong side of the law. Considering Trixie’s husband was the town sheriff, just how exactly did she get a copy of his private parts and why was it turned into a toy which was now fucking her?

“Nuh uh, keep eating, pet” Becky huffed and panted down at Kitty, her fingers laced into the canine’s hair to guide her muzzle. Kitty tried her best, but she just couldn’t stop herself from groaning loudly against Becky’s cunt as more and more thick fake phallus filled and stretched her with every thrust from Trixie behind her.

“Good Kitty, almost halfway in!” Trixie cooed out as she began to pull back a few inches every so often, only to begin pushing her fake member back inside her friend’s snug little pussy. Trixie could see how Kitty’s body was responding, the ripples coursing through her body and even the muscles along her back briefly tensing and releasing, over and over, with every movement of the fake horse dick inside her.

“Only half way!?” Kitty thought to herself, she felt near overfull from what was inside her already. Even Titus hadn’t felt like this inside her and he was absolutely massive compared to Dan, but this was something else. Every time Trixie pulled back, the flared head of the toy scraped against her insides and struck nerves she didn’t know she even had. Sometimes the pleasure was so overwhelming it almost felt like she was being pleasurably executed from the inside, which just made her want to double over and curl into a protective ball.

“There we go, all the way in. I knew you could do it, Good Kitty!” Trixie cooed to her friend, using her now free hand to pet and stroke along the spotted canines trembling flanks. Thankfully the toy was fake, otherwise Trixie would have no doubt felt the way the Dalmatian’s cunt was currently clenching around the pseudo-cock as she came hard.

“I think you broke her” Becky amusedly said as she looked down to see Kitty’s eyes almost rolling into the back of her head. “Fuck her” the heifer snorted with an evil grin, her gaze raising to meet Trixie’s. The feline knew better than to argue with Becky, so she did as told and began to pull her hips, and subsequently the toy, from the depths of Kitty’s still clenching cunt, like the sword from the stone in King Arthur. Trixie was impressed at just how much grip force the married canine’s cunt had when she felt the straps tug about her hips and waist before the fake length began to slip free with a lewd wet noise.

Trixie braced herself against the barely conscious Kitty’s back, wrapping her arms about her spotted friends middle and reached beneath the canine to palm her swaying breasts to use as handles. Soon Trixie’s hips began to undulate and thrust, working only a few inches of the toy in and out of the married mutt at a time. While she was fucking Kitty however, she was staring up at Becky’s face and watching her smug grin grow each time Trixie wrung another climax from Kitty over the course of a mere few frenetic minutes.

“Enough, clear the coffee table and lay down on it Trixie; I want Kitty to ride you for a bit” Becky ordered after a few minutes of letting Trixie fuck their friend from behind, while roughly lifting the tired looking canine’s face from between her thighs. “Hear that, pet? I want you to climb atop Trixie and ride her cock” the heifer ordered with surprising force and intensity. The bovine laughed at the face and sounds Kitty made when Trixie withdrew the strapon from inside her, causing the married canine to collapse against the sofa and stare back at her friend in confusion.

Kitty watched passively while Trixie grinned at her salaciously, her small hand trying to grip around the now very slick and shiny fake cock while she stroked it suggestively. Just as Becky had ordered, the calico patterned feline cleared the low coffee table before she lay down on it. “Come on Kitty, climb aboard” she invited with a playful jiggle of the rubber shaft. When Kitty looked up at Becky, it was obvious there was no point in arguing or pleading, the heifer was eagerly watching and waiting for the married mutt to comply.

Comply she did, albeit slowly, her legs felt too weak and shaky to stand, which meant Kitty was forced to crawl over to Trixie before climbing up like a drunkard aboard a ship at sea during a storm. Again, she paused as she straddled her friend, feeling that thick flare wedge just within her opening once more and looked over at Becky now standing beside her pleadingly one last time.

“I said sit!” Becky snorted loudly, raising a hooved foot to press against the base of Kitty’s tail and shove her down onto the rubber phallus below.

“Jesus!” Kitty heard herself yelp as she was suddenly impaled deeply on the toy again, her eyes crewed shut tight enough that tears formed at the corners. Her cunt ached from the sudden thick intrusion, making it impossible for her to sit still, so her hips began to rock and squirm against Trixie’s lap. It helped a little, the stirring of the thickness inside herself was at least making the toy rub against the good spots as well, which partially countered the ache.

“Good girl” Becky leaned down to coo into Kitty’s ear, while she reached down to cup and fondle one of the impaled dalmatian’s breasts. “Now, try not cum again before I get back” she warned threateningly, before she strode from the room.

“C’mere” Trixie called up to Kitty, guiding her friend down into a gentle hug. Or at least that’s what she thought the feline was doing, but when their lips met, it was quite obviously not what Trixie was intending on. Granted, her friend’s arms were wrapped about her, but it quickly became apparent that was just so she could mash their breasts together, while she forced a kiss onto the again surprised canine’s lips. At first Kitty was reluctant to kiss Trixie back, in a weird way it felt like kissing someone else was more intimate than fucking them. But the longer the feline held the kiss, the more the spotted canine felt herself melting. After a long moment, it actually felt rather nice, at least nice enough for Kitty to begin reciprocating. She’d never seen another woman’s breasts before, let alone feel them rub against her own, that was actually kind of nice and exciting. Especially the way Trixie’s perked and stiff little buds occasionally found her own and sent little jolts of electricity through her as they ground and rubbed against one another. At the very least, it was relaxing and soon Kitty found herself starting to ride Trixie’s thick toy of her own accord, her hips started to rise and fall a little in a lazy rhythm. The longer she made out with her feline friend and rode her thick cock, the more the world around her began to fade. It was an incredibly unique and intense moment, feeling a woman’s breasts against her own and a thick cock inside her, it felt like the best of both worlds.

Kitty couldn’t help it; she was too lost in her own pleasure to remember Becky’s warning. Her hips started to bounce and ride Trixie faster and harder, until she spilled a lewd groan against her friend’s lips, the married Dalmatian came hard once again. Her toes curled so hard they clicked, along with every muscle in her body tensing for what felt like an eternity, only to relax and slump like a dead weight atop the smaller feline.

“Bad Kitty, I told you not to cum!” Becky snarled from behind her somewhere, having slipped back into the room unseen. She too was now just as naked as Trixie and Kitty were, but unlike Kitty and more like Trixie, Becky now also donned another strapon. This one looked more canine in shape, it was even the usual bright red hue and glistened ominously as the heifer stroked it in her hand. “I’m going to have to punish you now…” Becky sighed melodramatically as she climbed onto the table behind the spotted canine’s rump. Kitty was too tired to move, even when she felt her slender tail being lifted and the slick toy being guided between her plush spotted rump cheeks.

Trixie gently cupped Kitty’s face in her hands and stared deeply into her friend’s eyes while Becky sunk her hips forward, slowly and firmly working the fake canine cock into the preacher’s wife’s backside. Kitty tried to shake her head no, she had only let Caesar take her there to settle Dan’s debt, she didn’t actually want it. The calico patterned feline softly shushed her canine friend, stroking her thumbs against Kitty’s cheeks soothingly and planting gentle kisses to her lips while Becky continued to sheath herself under Kitty’s twitching slender tail.

“Knew you were a butt slut” Becky snorted derisively, once she saw her fake knot kiss against the stretched ring of the dalmatian’s tail hole. “Took all that cock with barely a sound, just like Mrs. Gusterson said you did that night” the heifer mocked. Kitty could feel Becky’s hands almost lovingly caressing her buttocks, occasionally she would even grip the canine’s spotted cheeks and spread her behind to get a lewd view of the fake length now buried deep between them. “God, I’ve wanted a crack at this ass for so goddamn long…it’s everything I hoped it would be and more” the bovine huffed in appreciation as she started to draw her hips back, only a little though, before she drove those few inches back in deep. Kitty’s ragged gasps and slightly pained growls were like music to Becky’s ears while she reamed the beautiful spotted canine’s ass.

Again, Kitty’s mind was filled with even more questions than answers. If her neighbor had seen her lose her anal virginity as well as seeing the men enter, the old bitch must have been watching the entire time. But now also it seemed that Becky and Trixie had been lusting after her for ages as well; not only that, but Becky had been wanting to do this…to her behind all that time too? Kitty also couldn’t help but laugh softly when she also briefly wondered about Trixie’s coffee table, as she realized it was now supporting all three of them laying atop it. She had always thought it was some cheap IKEA brand which would fall apart if you so much as sneezed on it. Yet, there were three fully grown women fucking on it and the damned thing wasn’t even creaking a little. Considering Trixie and Gus didn’t have kids, she now began to wonder what they needed such stern furniture for in the first place, but with her current position considered, she had a good idea why, the more she thought about it.

“Jesus…” Kitty groaned again, her brow furrowing as she stared down at Trixie. Both her and Becky had started to move, while Trixie’s movements were limited with how much she could buck up into Kitty’s cunt from below, Becky had freer rein to use more of her fake cock to fuck Kitty’s perfect perky posterior. She was using every inch she could too, while thankfully not a fast and frantic pace of fucking her friends rather inexperienced behind, Kitty was feeling every inch of the fake canine cock under her tail. It was uniquely shaped, with a strange upward curve and a thicker middle, it was unlike any other she had seen before. Vaguely she wondered what it would feel like inside her pussy rather than under her tail.

The longer she was bounced and rocked between her two friends and their fake phallus’s, the less it hurt and soon it even began to feel somewhat good once the numbness wore off eventually. She had never felt so full before, but then again, she had never been fucked by two cocks at once before either. Their thrusts were erratic, at times they synchronized into a blissful stroke for stroke, then they fell out of rhythm and one would push in while the other pulled out. Both felt different, good and bad in their own respective ways; fortunately for Kitty however, both made her climax again and again, whether she wanted to or not. Unfortunately for her however, these were fake cocks and would not simply cum inside her and go soft eventually, which meant she was at Becky’s mercy until the bovine had had her fill of the married canine.

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Kitty was snapped out of her erotic dream memory at the sound of a loud bang and hiss coming from their car’s engine. “Shit!” Dan cursed as he swerved and tried to avoid oncoming traffic, before coasting the now powerless car to the side of the road.

Something had broken or exploded, judging by the large plume of steam or possibly smoke, and Dan’s face when he got out to look under the hood, it was not something he could fix himself either as he was not very mechanically minded. Dan just slammed the hood of the car shut and shook his head at Kitty, who sat inside the car on the phone to Mrs. Gusterson and explained their situation. Thankfully no one had told Mrs. Gusterson that Kitty knew she had seen what was going on, which helped make the conversation a little less awkward, though not by much. But it still didn’t stop Kitty from reading too much into what her neighbor said when she was told Kitty and Dan would probably be home late due to car trouble.

“Don’t worry dear, I’ll keep an eye on the girls. Just make sure you and Dan clean up before you come home” the old bitch commented before hanging up the phone. Before, Kitty would have just laughed and thought she meant from getting dirty from fixing the car, now she couldn’t shake the feeling that the old bat was insinuating that she and Dan were off fucking other people again and shouldn’t come home smelling of sex.

“That’s a whole heap of mess under that hood, we’re going to have to call a tow truck” Dan leaned through the passenger side window to tell his wife. Just as he was starting to suggest calling someone, a familiar old beaten-up Ford FK 3500 tow truck pulled up alongside them. Dan frowned as he read the faded name on the door, while Kitty went wide eyed and felt a sudden ache between her thighs. The white faded lettering on the dull green door read “Judd’s Auto”, sure enough, sitting inside the driver’s seat was a large scowling Irish draft horse glaring back at them.

“Car trouble?” He asked curtly, before climbing out of his tow truck and marching around to the front of Dan’s car without asking permission. Judd was a tall black furred stallion, with a white star at his forehead. He had the deepest blue eyes she had ever seen, along with his long mane and tail being done up in Viking braids, he had a few interesting Gaelic themed tattoos along his arm and chest, at least what she could see poking up beneath his top. He was bigger than she remembered, easily two or three heads taller than Dan at least. He was probably even taller than Titus had been! Judd wore a tight fitting, dirty grey tee beneath his oil-stained denim overalls. His thick muscled arms and broad shoulders were practically on display, even lifting the hood of their car looked so effortless to him. Before all her life changing events recently, Kitty might have looked down on Judd in disgust, but now she saw him in a very different light. She couldn’t help but blush and feel a familiar tingling warmth between her thighs as she watched his strong muscles flex and work as he inspected their car. Thanks to Trixie and Becky, she felt she also knew him far more intimately than she had any understandable reason to.

“Think you can fix it?” Dan asked hopefully as he stood idly by, watching impotently while the large horse poked and prodded at the engine.

“Nah, she’s fucked. I’ll give you a tow back to my shop and see what I can do” Judd sighed and stood up straight, while he wiped his dirty hands clean on his denim coveralls as he stared down at Dan. “Why don’t you hop back in the driver’s seat while I hook your car up. Your little old lady can ride upfront with me” the way Judd said those words though, it wasn’t an offer. Dan knew Kitty had heard it too, because he immediately turned to look at her for confirmation. First and foremost was her desire to get home to her kids and she didn’t think waiting around for another towing company from out of town would be a wise idea, especially with Judd standing right there. Reluctantly, she nodded her acceptance and grabbed her purse before slipping out of the passenger’s seat to stand beside Dan. The atmosphere was tense, with knowing looks shared between the three consenting adults without the need for words, they all knew what was really going on.

Judd didn’t say another word, he merely grinned at Kitty as he got back in his truck and prepared to hook up their car to be towed. Once everything was set, Judd surprisingly held the passenger side door of his vehicle open for her in an unusual gentlemanly display, while Dan climbed back into the driver’s seat of their car. As soon as they began their slow trip back to Judd’s shop, the large horse reached over and placed a large hand against Kitty’s closest knee.

“I’ve heard rumors about you, miss Kitty” he said without taking his eyes off the road, his grip firm but gentle on her knee as he lightly massaged her flesh there.

“What sort of rumors?” Kitty asked skeptically. Judd didn’t answer her however, he simply grinned and began to inch his grimy hand further up along her inner thigh and eventually beneath her dress. Kitty knew she should stop him, slap his hand away and curse him, at least remind him that she was married, but the words refused to come out of her mouth. All she could do was watch his hand slip up between her thighs, then inside her panties to get a good feel of her rather slick little pussy as he started to rub at her roughly. His fingers were rough, but strong and thick, she couldn’t deny they felt good between her thighs either. While the horse’s thick fingers were rubbing at and delving into her pussy, Kitty couldn’t help but stare into the side mirror of Judd’s truck, so she could stare back at Dan. He was oblivious to what Judd was doing to her though, he was too busy holding onto the steering wheel of their car so tight she could see how white his knuckles were turning.

“Pretty frisky for a preacher’s wife” Judd snorted and chuckled softly as he brazenly fingered her while driving. Kitty hadn’t even realized she had spread her thighs for him, giving him better access to her needy quim. She was even gripping his wrist when her eyes opened again, staring down at her small hands gripping about his thick wrist, but she wasn’t trying to push him away. No, she saw her own hips rocking and grinding up against the thick digits stirring up her once again heated cunt. Unfortunately for her though, the drive back to Judd’s shop was not long enough for her to reach climax, but it sure as fuck was long enough for Judd to get her right to the edge of one to leave her panting and needy. The smug bastard grinned at her as he withdrew his fingers from her knickers and made a show of licking his digits clean, before he exited the truck and went to go unhitch their car, after having expertly backed it up onto his ramp with practiced ease.

“Are you okay?” Dan asked with some concern when he saw Kitty step out of the truck and look a little wobbly on her legs. “You look flushed…” he noted while taking her arm in arm and walking her over to the waiting area outside Judd’s office, where there were a few dirty seats for customers to sit on while waiting for their vehicles to be serviced.

“I’m good…for now” Kitty replied as she sat down and tried to catch her breath. God, she wished the heat between her thighs would die down already, but watching Judd work on the car, practically dismantling it barehand was so goddamn exhilarating. She couldn’t help but squirm in her seat, for once she almost hoped things would turn out the way Dan was probably dreading. After what Trixie had used on her, she already knew what would be in store for her and frankly, she kind of wanted to feel it again.

By the time Judd had finished inspecting their car and seen what the problems were, night was already beginning to set. By now, the twins would have hopefully been fed and put to bed by Mrs. Gusterson, so at least Kitty didn’t have to worry about that anymore. But the way Judd was grinning at her as he approached, she knew she had other more pressing matters to be concerned with. Hopefully matters she would enjoy, she and Dan come to think of it. As nervous as Dan seemed to be around Judd, Kitty couldn’t help but detect a faint hint of arousal coming off of her husband as well, the way his eyes flitted between the big horse and her, it was as if he was perhaps hoping something would happen here as well. Thankfully, after their talk in the car earlier, they were both on the same page now, so Kitty would do whatever it took to get their car fixed and not feel guilty afterwards.

“It’s fixable, but it ain’t gonna be cheap” Judd grumbled as he approached them, once again simply wiping his filthy hands along the front of his coveralls. “Let’s step into my office to discuss payment” he offered while opening his office door and letting the married couple in before himself. Not that they needed the privacy, his garage was on the outskirts of town and there was not much in the way of traffic outside at this hour.

Kitty and Dan entered the small office, it reeked of sweat, engine oil and cigar smoke. Judd was also rather messy and there were papers and food wrappers scattered everywhere. Kitty also noticed the pinup posters and other assorted images in varying sizes of scantily clad women along the back wall, one of whom caught her by surprise as it wasn’t a picture from a magazine. There was a full-frontal photograph of a very naked Trixie pinned to the whiteboard, between all the other pictures. Kitty frowned as she took a closer look at the images, her brows raising as she spotted more and more women, married women at that, from Dan’s congregation. Each and every one of them were nude and in compromising positions, but Judd’s big hands and other parts of his anatomy were clearly visible in most, if not all of the photos. It seemed that there was more going on in her quiet town than she ever would have guessed and Judd may just have been at the center of it all from the looks of it.

“Sit at my desk, preacher” Judd snorted, as he all but slammed his office door shut in annoyance behind them, making both Kitty and Dan jump.

“What?” Dan asked in confusion, not quite sure he’d heard Judd correctly.

“I said, sit in my goddamn chair” The large horse pointed at his cracked red leather chair behind the desk. “You’re going to sit and watch while I take my payment for fixing your car from your woman” Judd confirmed while he guided Kitty over to stand at the front of his desk, where he gently pushed her to lean over and against it. Her hands spread atop the scarred wooden surface as she stared at her husband, who by now had finally taken his seat.

“What’re you…” Dan began to ask, but was cut short by a threatening glare from the large Irish draft horse. They hadn’t even discussed what was wrong or how much it would cost to repair their car, but that didn’t matter to Judd. Perhaps he was already aware of their financial situation so simply just did not want to waste any time pointlessly arguing and haggling over the price. Instead, he set the price himself and he was going to claim it, with or without Dan’s permission.

“Whatever I goddamn want, and you’re not going to say a damn thing. You’re just going to sit there and watch, understood?” Judd snorted again at Dan, who meekly nodded in agreement and understanding. Dan really looked pathetic with his ears down and his tail tucked in his lap, but something told him not to look away, otherwise he might risk annoying Judd even further. Behind Kitty, the large ebony furred horse with the white star at his forehead crouched down on his haunches, his dirty hands gripped the hem of her pretty pink floral sundress and rolled it up about her waist to expose her underwear clad backside. “Damn, even better than I imagined” Judd mumbled to himself, before he hooked his grimy fingers into the waistband of Kitty’s pristine white cotton underwear to tug them down about her knees, leaving greasy fingerprints on the material in their wake.

While she was being so openly groped and exposed, Kitty stared directly at Dan’s face. Where his expression was a mixture of worry, concern and a little shame; hers was of embarrassment and perhaps some sort of shameful excitement. Again, her husband was present as another man was exploring her body, a body which she had promised only to him and the lord on their wedding day. But now there was the large, dirty mechanic kneeling behind her as he caressed his large filthy hands up along her inner thighs and up over the pert curve of her backside to firmly grope and spread her. His touch was firm, but gentle, she could not resist him even if she wanted to. She could feel his hot breath on her nethers as his thumbs reached inwards a little, to gently pry her delicate petals apart and expose her sweet inner pinkness to his gaze.

“Goddamn if that isn’t the prettiest little pussy and cutest tiny pink asshole I have ever seen” Judd grumbled and snorted in appreciation, surprising Kitty by a sudden lick of his broad tongue against both her openings while he held her spread. Kitty’s surprised gasp made Dan’s ears perk and his blush grow at hearing yet another man pleasure his wife in ways he never had, or perhaps never could. Kitty watched with a strange sense of satisfaction as Dan tried in vain to cover the growing tent in his pants, the more she gasped and moaned for Judd, the more her husband squirmed in his seat on the opposite side of the desk from her.

Like a beast rising from the darkness to wreak havoc on unsuspecting citizens, Judd’s large form once again rose to his feet behind the much smaller Dalmatian leaning over his desk. Dan watched as Kitty’s face shifted from confusion, to surprise and then undeniable pleasure as the horse first lined himself up with her cunt, before pushing into her and splitting her married pussy wide around his girth. Kitty’s lips parted in a strangled groan at first, but once the first inch or two was inside her and Judd’s strong hands were gripping about her narrow waist to hold her in place, her voice shattered. This was even better than the imitation Trixie had used, it was warm and hard, it also throbbed and pulsed inside her so wonderfully. Again, that flared tip was rubbing and scratching against her inner walls, igniting those nerves and spots Dan could never hope to touch, even in his wildest dreams. Her husband stared down at her painted nails when she began to scratch at Judd’s desk from every little movement he made, curiously, her scratches almost lined up with the others already present. Dan suddenly realized that Kitty was very obviously not the first and also unlikely to be the last women Judd bent over his desk and fucked like this. Briefly the beagle Pastor wondered just how many other husbands had sat where he now was and watched as their beloved wives and mothers to their kids and been stuffed full of the stallion’s thick cock before.

Kitty’s nose twitched at the sudden familiar scent emanating from her husband, even though she was lost in the sensation of taking Judd’s cock again, the real one this time, she couldn’t help but notice the telling wet spot at Dan’s crotch. Pastor McMillan had just cum inside his pants from watching his wife pay for yet another of his mistakes, hearing how she groaned as such a thick cock stretched her out once more and began filling her cunt from behind. Dan could do nothing but watch as Kitty melted under Judd’s slow and methodical fucking, he could hear the damn wet sounds of her pussy gripping so greedily about the horses prick too. Soon the scent of his wife’s arousal began to overpower even the smell of motor oil and cigars in the office when Judd started to pick up the pace. When he finally managed to look up from Kitty’s beautiful face, now twisted in pleasure, he saw Judd grinning back down at him. The horse didn’t need to say anything for Dan to know what he was grinning about, there was no way the preacher could ever hope to ‘measure’ up to him and they both knew it.

“Fuck meee!” Kitty whimpered as she began to jerk and convulse when her first climax hit like a truck. She was getting better at getting off after being fucked so much lately it seemed, this time she didn’t pass out at least. But she was left feeling weak and shaky, her arms trembled as they struggled to support her weight.

“If you wish” Judd replied, as if it had been a request. Clearly it hadn’t been, at least judging by Kitty’s expression of confusion and worry when Judd wrapped a thick arm about her throat and another about her middle to hold her in place, with her feet barely touching the floor. The horse began to pick up the pace and soon his hips were clapping against her backside in staccato fashion, pinning her hips against the edge of his desk while his flared tip battered against her cervix on every thrust. Dan watched in awe as his wife was cast bodily through a series of intense climaxes, each one ripping through her slender form like a sonic boom. Even Judd was starting to pant and snort with his exertion, but his eyes never left Dans while he fucked the preachers pretty little wife. Eventually the horse relented and extracted his rather slick length from the trembling and near whimpering spotted canine, allowing her to finally collapse onto his desk properly.

“Are…are you done? Are we even now?” Dan dared to ask with his ears still laid flat against his hair, rising from his seat to lean over and check on his wife.

“Not yet, so sit your ass back down” Judd ordered while he stepped away briefly to retrieve a small tub of Vaseline from his metal filing cabinet. Dan watched as the horse scooped out a good dollop to use on adding even more slickness to his impressive mottled black and pink length. The preacher’s ears flattened again when he next heard the “schlick” sound of the horse’s fingers when he switched and soon began to prepare Kitty’s behind, using two thick fingers to pump in and out of her tiny pink star. At first, she didn’t seem to register what Judd was doing to her, but when he lined himself up with her tail hole and began to sink his thickness there, her eyes opened wide instantly.

Dan watched as Kitty’s head shot up, her mouth was open, but no sound was coming out. She stared straight at him, almost accusingly so, as Judd slowly forced inch after thick inch of his cock under her slender tail. A tail which was firmly in the grip of his free hand, keeping it lifted and out of the way while he claimed the preacher’s wife’s perfect heart shaped posterior. Judd’s cock was so thick that Kitty could feel it spread her buttocks a little more with every inch he pushed up her tailpipe. Dan feebly reached out to take his wife’s hands in his own, he felt her squeezing his fingers tight as the horse continued to sink home under her tail. “Big” was all he managed to hear once she finally began making sounds.

“Damn that’s a tight fit, feels like she’s going to sheer my dick off at the root” Judd noted as he leaned back a little to stare down at where his thickness was currently sheathed inside the married woman. With a satisfied smirk, he reached down with his free hand to trace his thumb along the rim of her stretched little asshole, no longer that cute pink color, it was almost white from being so taut around his thick and throbbing flesh. It was slow going at first, with Judd needing to add more lubrication to his shaft before he was able to pull out and push back in, but soon he had a slow and steady rhythm going. Each buck of his hips was punctuated by a little grunt from Kitty, along with a tight squeeze to her husband’s hands.

Kitty’s mind was having a hard time processing what was happening to her body, her asshole ached from being so unnaturally stretched, but it wasn’t a bad kind of pain like she expected. Perhaps the last two times she had been fucked in the ass had somehow made her more acclimatized to it? Whatever the reason was, after a few moments of Judd slowly working his length in and out of her backdoor, Kitty found she could not stop herself from groaning lewdly beneath him. Perhaps Becky was right, maybe she was really a backdoor slut? Even now, her hips were rolling back against Judd’s hips to meet his slowly quickening pace. Even just feeling his hips clap against her behind was beginning to feel rather good, as if she were being spanked for misbehaving.

“Damn, girl. Not many can take me so easily their first time, especially not like this” the Irish draft horse snorted, genuinely impressed by the small spotted bitch. Finally, he released her tail, in order to grasp about her slender waist so he could begin fucking her proper. She was still damned tight around his fat prick, but not enough to halt his strokes anymore, she was now primed and ready for a good butt rutting. “Going to make your bitch cum just from being butt-fucked, preacher” Judd sneered at Dan, who again lay his ears flat and lowered his gaze from Judd’s to look down at his wife.

Dan couldn’t believe what he was seeing, a couple weeks ago, Kitty was the perfect wife and mother. She was completely devoted to him and their family, she never even cursed before. But now, here she was, bent over the towns bad boys’ desk as he straightened out her colon with his cock. She wasn’t even hating it either, her eyes were actually going cross-eyed as Judd bored out her backdoor. It hadn’t even been a minute of Judd picking up the pace and making his hips almost bounce off of Kitty’s backside before Dan heard a strange splattering sound behind them. From the suddenly increased strong scent of his wife in the air, Pastor McMillan correctly deduced that Judd had kept to his word and made Kitty climax just from having her behind stuffed. Not only that, but evidently, he had made her squirt for the first time in her life as well.

“Good girl” Judd huffed and snorted, once again withdrawing his slick length from under Kitty’s tail. If it wasn’t for the sounds she was making, Dan would have been concerned something was wrong with her as Kitty’s eyes seemed to be having some trouble focusing when the horse rolled her onto her back. “You’re going to wanna give her a very thorough bath when you get home” was all the large ebony furred horse said, right before he crammed his still slick cock back inside Kitty’s cunt. He had grabbed beneath her knees and lifted them up about his broad waist as he sunk his length back inside her, his large form looming over her barely conscious smaller spotted one. Dan watched as Judd almost brutally fucked his wife next, even still, Kitty was moaning and whining beneath him. He was pretty sure she came again, but it was hard to tell when the horse leaned down and began making out with her, his thick tongue filled her maw and muffled the sounds she was making. It was however obvious when he came, Judd snorted loud and began to jerk and hitch his hips between Kitty’s thighs, his fingers digging in deep against her thighs as he clutched onto her tightly.

Again, Dan heard that same spattering sound, only this time it was accompanied by a very different scent. No doubt it was Judd’s seed spilling from deep inside Kitty, with how small she was, there probably wasn’t enough room inside her for both the horse’s cock and his big load. Judd remained hunched over Kitty for a few long moments as his climax subsided, before standing up straight and withdrawing his length from the passed-out woman. Dan swallowed hard as he watched the large horse slap his softening length down against Kitty’s lower abdomen, he didn’t know how she could handle such a length like that.

“I’m gonna go start fixing your car, come get me when she wakes up and I’ll give you two a ride home” Judd said while tucking his softening prick back inside his coveralls, before simply turning and exiting his office. “We’re not done yet, just so we’re clear. Best get her used to taking it up the ass because she’s got a month full of Sundays to go before we’re even” the horse called out over his shoulder when he paused briefly at the doorway. “Kitty is my new fucktoy for the foreseeable future, get used to it” was the last thing Judd said before he vanished from Dan’s view.

Dan stared down at his wife’s beautiful and serene looking face as she slept atop Judd’s desk. He sat quietly and just stared at Kitty for a few moments, a storm of emotions raging inside him, he knew he should be angry or sad at what had just happened, but those feelings were only a fraction as strong as his arousal. Even though he had cum inside his trousers moments before, Dan could still feel himself as hard as rock. Curiously, he stood up from his seat and moved around to stand before Kitty. He knew he shouldn’t, but he was just too turned on not to, with a brief glance over his shoulder to make sure Judd was busy, Dan undid his zipper and fished his aching cock out.

Just as Judd had done with her a few moments before, Dan gripped and lifted his wife’s thighs up about his waist as he sunk his length inside her. She felt different, not as tight as he remembered her being. But still, there was enough friction to make her feel good around him, but it was more than that. Dan felt a perverse satisfaction knowing that the large horse had ruined his wife, at least temporarily. His cock barely touched sides in her just then, he could also feel the added warmth and slickness of not only Kitty’s orgasms, but also the potent seed the equine had deposited. It was all too much for Dan and within less than half a dozen strokes, he whined as his balls emptied inside Kitty for the first time in months as he added his meager load inside her as well.

When his climax ebbed and clarity returned to his mind, Dan suddenly felt sick to his stomach and ashamed at what he had just done. A brief scan around the office later and he spotted a roll of paper shop towel, which he retrieved and began tearing pieces off to clean Kitty up as best he could, being careful not to wake her just yet. After what she had just been through, she deserved a good rest. Once she was as clean as he could get her, Dan even tugged her panties back up into place before smoothing out her dress and making his wife presentable again. Now all he had to do was wait for her to wake up, so Judd could take them home. After that, he didn’t quite know what was in store for him and Kitty, but all the ideas which were swirling about in his mind were once again causing a tent to form in his pants.