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Ch 1

Seyla chuffs hot breath through the rag, stuffed inside and duct taped to her mouth. "...face really. It's taped to my face." She thinks, wiggling her cheeks a bit, seeing how much room she has. He was kind enough to Vaseline her lips after tying her, before the tape.

Ralph has been unusually kind tonight: helping her remove her jacket, gently undressing her, pulling slowly as he tightened the knots, kissing her after he secured her blindfold. "Starting to freak me the fuck out a little." she ponders, "But I like it."

Her shoulders, elbows, wrists, thighs and knees, are tied in beautiful hemp knots, to the legs of an ornate bench. Seyla rubs her stomach against the black velvet cushion of the bench to soothe her nerves. Bolted to the floor, it holds quite still as she teases her tummy and breasts with the soft fabric. The energizing response of nerve endings singing, the touch of textures on her skin, gripping stroking fingers on her body: sensation massage has always been her favorite foreplay, though Ralph has yet to make good on that request.

Restless in her tight constraints, Seyla pulls against the rope, checking how much room she has, "Only a few inches either way. I'm meant to be stationary.", she tells herself, "Any clue why?" She asks no one. Panic steadily rises as she contemplates. "I've known him 7 days: 6 dates. 6 times we've fucked. 5th time in his house. First time in this room. Christ!" Nervous giggles puffing in and out of her mouth restraint, she says aloud, "I'm totally bent." She feels a rush of fear, mixed with sweet adrenaline.

"What's that sweetheart?", Ralph asks bending near her silver strapped mouth.

"I'm totally bent!", She yells through the muffle.

"Yes you are, beautiful Seyla. That's what I love about you. Gonna bend you just a little further tonight. Don't worry Darlin'. I'll take good care of you." Ralph gently strokes her face, speaking softly.

Despite his gentle attentions, Seyla feels an icy drop in her belly. "Bend me further? How exactly is that accomplished at this point?!", Seyla thinks frustratedly. She feels her fear mix with a bit of anger. In the last seven days with Ralph, Seyla has been bound, beaten and fucked in every hole, including her lovely virgin ass and a new adventure in involuntary deep throat. Ralph can be a bastard. "He is a bastard." She smiles, crinkling her tape mask. "But what the fuck is he planning to do to me?"

As she contemplates the possibility of becoming a skin suit in Ralph's closet, she feels him placing headphones over her ears. He adjusts the ear pads until they are snug. Seyla's world goes silent. She hears Ralph's faraway voice mumbling to her and shakes her head no vehemently. Anxiety stacks. She's lost all but her sense of touch, feeding her panic.

Racing thoughts assault her in the dark silence. "Oh, you have a Newfie? I'd love to meet him. I bet he'd get along great with my shepherd Mandy! We should meet at the dog park, let everyone say hello." Seyla replays her side of the texts that brought her to this room: bent, tied, exposed and helpless in Hugh Hefner's secret dungeon, completely beholden to the imaginations of Ralph. "Idiot." She thinks to herself.

Minutes have passed in silence. She begins to wonder if there's anyone in the room at all. "He would totally do that." She fumes, considering the thought of being left like this, maybe for hours. In frustration, she strains against the knots again. Spending her energy, she falls back to the soft cushion. Then, she hears muffled sounds through her ear restraints, "Maybe the door?" She wonders. The faint sounds continue for a moment until she senses a presence behind her. Then again, silence.

Fearful and frustrated, Seyla's body quivers nervously, until she feels Ralph's strong hands rest on her back. He begins to rub and stroke her. Starting with her tense shoulders, he works his way down each side of her body to her full round cheeks, strongly kneading the muscle then lightly tracing with his fingertips, sending chills through her skin. "Finally!" She thinks, as she starts to relax under his artful massage.

Seyla feels a droplet fall from her exposed cunt in appreciation for Ralph's magical hands. She gives a little moan and suddenly feels the presence behind her move in. The mystery lover rubs a warm, soft blanket back and forth against the backs of her legs as Ralph continues his massage. Gently gliding across her skin, the material feels exquisite, plush and soft, though the ropes prevent her from full sensation. Her body starts to quiver again, this time in need, as more lovely nectar drips from her tiny hole.

Ralph's hand moves down to her dripping pussy, teasing and exploring her folds. He begins slow circles on her clit, then switching to probing and teasing her opening. Seyla begins to moan through the gag, now soaked with her saliva. Behind her, the mystery lover continues with the soft blanket, driving Seyla deep into the sensation of touch.

Suddenly, Ralph's hand leaves her messy cunt as she feels a warm wet licking on her exposed pussy and asshole. "That's not Ralph's tongue." She realizes. "It's definitely better." Seyla pushes herself backward against the knots, inviting this lovely stranger to go deeper. She feels soft hair as she presses into their face. "Mmmmm. I love a beard." She thinks, as she writhes under the teasing licks.

Nectar now fully dripping onto the mystery man's mystical tongue, Seyla has only one thought amidst the whirling sensations, "I hope I get to see this guy again." Ralph's voice mumbles through the ear restraints and suddenly, the mystery man ceases his attention. She can still feel his presence behind her. Instinctively she thrusts her needy pussy and ass backward, body begging. Ralph's laughter mumbles through her ear restraints and her cheeks flush. She pulls herself back to a more dignified position and scowls toward the sound of his laughter.

Embarrassment ,literally shoving her cunt in the face of a stranger, becomes evenly mixed with agitation towards Ralph's special brand of asshole. For every pleasure he offers, there is wicked twist waiting in the wings. Anger and embarrassment seem to fuel her swelling sensitivities. Seyla feels herself frustrated and aching now, for some hard use.

Mystery man returns the blanket to her legs, this time sliding up past her bottom with the material. Without warning, she feels a heavy weight rested on her lower back. Her lungs begin to feel compressed, causing panic to return. Senseless and crushed, Seyla feels a tear run down her cheek.

Both terrified and exquisitely aroused, she feels a hand pressing the head of an uncut cock against her opening. Though frightened in her helpless state, she feels herself push into the cock teasing her tight hole. The mystery man starts to squirm and thrust above her, his eagerness eliciting a lusty moan through her gag. Still, the guiding hand keeps entry slow.

Soon she understands why. This cock is nearly too big for her. As the head slides tightly past her entrance, she calls out a mixed cry of pain and lust. Her sopping juices ease the process, but it takes a good thirty seconds to glide the massive shaft, deep into her stretching pussy. Firmly seated inside her, the helping hand moves away. The mystery man's arms wrap her sides around the blanket. Cock, no longer hindered, he begins to pound quickly, roughly into Seyla's greedy pussy.

Crying out in pleasure and agony, Seyla holds tightly to the bench as the mystery man slams himself over and over inside her. Enveloped by the weight of this savage fucking, her pain soon mixes with ecstacy. His need expressed in waves of ferocious lust, she begins to feel rabid, like an a****l. "I'm being fucked by a b**st! Why not!" she hears maniacal rushing thoughts and howls in sync with her primal feelings. As she bounces at the mercy of mystery man, she feels hands touch her hair.

Hearing her lurid howl, Ralph decides the time has come. He picks up a small remote and presses record on the camera angled towards Seyla's lovely, silver lined face. He lifts one ear piece and speaks to her, "First, I let you feel. Now you're going to see." He replaces the earpiece and begins to untie the blindfold, knotted over Seyla's hair.

He watches her, shit eating grin pasted on his face. His pants and underwear already around his ankles, stiff cock jutting proudly from his black and curlies, he strokes himself with his other hand, as he watches Dinny take her. "Seyla. My new pet." He says adoringly. "Maybe next time, just a half pill. Dinny really likes her." He chuckles to himself as he loosens the final bond on her blindfold.

Still wrapped in blurry darkness, Seyla strains amidst the heavy pounding, to turn her head and see the mystery man. Ralph watches her struggle for a moment, stroking faster. "Here, let me help you." he speaks to her deaf ears. He kicks off his pants and walks to the corner, retrieving a folded, three-panel, full length mirror. Unfolding it, he places it on a stand in front of Seyla. He walks back to her side and waits, watching intently in the mirror.

Seyla blinks her blurry eyes, noticing the mirror. She waits a moment for her vision to return. Eyes adjusted, she is shocked and revolted by the reflection. Her stomach turns as she sees Ralph's Newfie, Odin, humping away inside her, giant paws socked and hugging her middle as he pumps her like a bitch in heat.

Secretly, she feels exactly like a bitch in heat. Beneath the shock and revulsion, she sees her primal urges displayed for them all: deep fear and loathing as she watches nature corrupted inside her, then feral growling need as sensation takes her, and she grips the dog's raging cock with her tiny pussy, intent on milking his powerful seed deep inside.

She locks these feelings away as she throws a s**thing glare at Ralph. "Your motherfucking dog?!" She screams through the soaked gag. Ralph's smirk only widens as he strokes himself faster, devil's smile reflected in all three panels of the mirror.
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Ch 2

Ralph and Seyla met through the wonderful world of online dating. Both seeking a particular set of qualities, their profiles collided on a dating site called K9 Connections. Seyla's profile caught Ralph's attention right away. 26 years old, pretty face, green eyes, 5'7, 150lbs, curvy with long wavy golden hair; she was beautiful by any standard, but Ralph did not have typical standards. He was looking for someone special: someone young and sweet, a little naive but open, moldable, someone who would have a hard time telling him no.

Though her beauty was appealing, Ralph was far more interested in her words. Her bio gave the aura of a sweet, somewhat naive and adventurous girl, with a clear submissive streak, while her sexual interests begged to differ with her innocent self-portrait.

He gathered up his charm and sent her a morning message, fawning over her shepherd Mandy and asking if she like to chat. By the end of the day he'd gotten her to send 3 erotic pictures, something never did before meeting someone. He felt he'd finally found what he needed. He subtly directed her to the idea of a dog park date, smiling to himself when she took the bait, believing it was her idea.

Their first date together was glorious for them both. They met in the parking lot near the dog section of a large park. Parking next to one another, Seyla got out of her car, clearly sporting some nerves. Ralph found it endearing. "Hello Seyla. It's wonderful to meet you.", he said kindly as he wrapped her in a strong hug. At 6'3, 230lbs of solid muscle, smooth tan skin, light blonde hair and piercing, ocean blue eyes, Ralph was handsome by any standard, but Seyla wasn't looking for beauty. She melted into his strong hug thinking, "Finally. A man who knows what to do."

Feeling her relax, Ralph released her and smiled, "Can I see the other pretty lady?" He asked. "Of course!" She replied, visibly enjoying his enthusiasm to meet Mandy. Seyla opened her door and grabbed the leash, Mandy wagging and whining to meet the stranger outside the window. "Just a minute baby. I'm setting you free." She laughed as she walked to the back of her SUV. "She's pretty excited to meet you."

Ralph reached down and opened the hatch for her, "I'm pretty excited to meet her too." He gave her a look of brazen lust as he caught Seyla's eyes. She blushed and looked away, grinning. Mandy sat, half patiently waiting, while Seyla gathered her composure and clipped the leash to the collar. "Mandy. Down." Seyla called.

Mandy leapt from the car and danced between Ralph and Seyla, licking and wiggling her hello. "Wow. She's beautiful Seyla. Purebred?"

"Yes. She has papers but I've never thought of breeding her."

"Every girl should get a tickle at least once in her life." Ralph laughed as he sat on the ground, rubbing and cuddling Mandy. "You're a very good girl aren't you. We just love good girls like you. Look at those solid muscles and strong hips. You could be a show girl. Yes you could."

Seyla was smitten with Ralph's reaction to Mandy. She watched, a little look of adoration sneaking on to her face. Ralph looked at her directly again, giving her a lascivious smile. She blushed but held his gaze, returning a demure look of her own. Ralph stood up wiping the seat of his jeans. "Are you ready to meet the big guy? " He asked.

"Absolutely!" She replied. "I've never met a Newfie in person. I've always wanted to." Ralph took her free hand as they walked Mandy to the back of his van. She felt tingles run through her skin as he touched her. "Don't be intimidated by his size. He was the big boy of his litter, but he's very sweet and gentle." Ralph unlocked the back of the van and pulled the handle on the double doors, still holding onto Seyla's hand. She subtly leaned into him.

The van doors opened and Seyla's mouth dropped. Inside she saw what appeared to be a large black grizzly bear hiding in a dog suit. She knew he would be big but was still unprepared for his size. She felt a touch of fear, then a gentle squeeze from Ralph's hand. "It's okay. He won't hurt you. He's a very gentle guy. Would you like to see him closer?" he asked, encouraging her. "Yes. Definitely yes." She said, secretly thrilled by Ralph's ability to anticipate her states and calm her. "...the difference between men and boys." She thought absently.

"Odin, come" Ralph called. The massive Odin jumped lazily down, rocking the van and sat at Ralph's feet, panting. Up close, he was mesmerizing, his blocky head resting at Ralph's waist as he sat, soft black wavy fur, shining in the sun. Odin exuded calm as Mandy danced a greeting around him, sniffing and chuffing her hello.

Reaching his face, she gave him a few licks on the muzzle. He returned in kind slurping his wide tongue across her fur. "They seem to really like each other." Seyla remarked, looking at Ralph with a sly smile. He slipped his arm around her waist, resting his hand on her round hip. "I think they like each other very much." He spoke seductively as his hand moved and gripped the cheek of her ass.

Shocked at his boldness, Seyla still couldn't deny the jolt his groping sent through her clit. Though her instinct was to chastise him, she said nothing. She was beginning to enjoy his 'Take without asking' attitude. Though it went against her morals as an independent woman, she smiled at him and leaned closer, encouraging his roaming. Several moments later, breath quickening, she whispered into Ralph's ear, "I'd love to pet your dog, before I soil my panties." Ralph felt his cock throb at her request. "You may, lovely Seyla. You may pet my dog." He smiled warmly at her and removed his hand from her ass.

Seyla bent down and nestled into Odin, taking long deep breaths to slow the pace of her rising libido. Odin's fur was magical, so soft and fluffy. She gave him a good rub behind his ears, being sure to give Ralph a peek at her pantiless ass, painted into her yoga pants as she bent. Wiggling her fingers through Odin's soft coat she massaged his hulking weight, as he covered her face in expansive licks. Seyla giggled, suddenly smitten with this enormous teddy bear, and rubbed her face against his coat, causing Ralph to snicker. "You like big soft things do you?"

"In fact I do." she said, laughing and massaging down Odin's back. He stood and arched himself beneath her fingers, clearly enjoying her thorough touch. "Sensual massage is one of my favorites." Seyla hinted coyly. "Looks like it's one of his too." Ralph laughed, pointing to Odin's unsheathing cock. Seyla bent to look and burst into laughter. "He's got a battleship under there!"

"Yes. He's my big guy in every way." Ralph remarked proudly. Seyla stood and wiped the fur from her pants as their laughter subsided. "Would you like to take a stroll my lady?" Ralph asked, taking her hand and slowly kissing all five knuckles as she radiated her growing infatuation. "Yes. I would like that very much." she replied in sweet voice. Ralph smiled warmly at her thinking, "She's already mine." His cock jumped at the thought as they walked arm in arm across the grass, Mandy and Odin pacing at their sides.
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Ch 3

They walked and talked together for over an hour as the sun set. First small talk, then deeper conversation and of course, the constant palpable arousal growing between them. Twice, as their discussion turned flirtatious, Ralph pushed her against a tree and gave her a little taste: the first time kissing and groping her, the second, sliding his hand down her pants to her deliciously bare pussy, taking both the leashes as she leaned back and writhed against his fingers.

Darkness of night fully set, they rounded the bend to the dog park. Ralph wordlessly led them through the gate to the open play area. The dog park was blessedly empty. He unclipped Odin's leash and watched, cock throbbing as Seyla silently did the same with Mandy. "She's already learning." He thought as he wrapped his arms around her and carried her to the cover of the trees.

"Oh my god. He's going to fuck me in this park." Seyla thought in panic. "Am I really going to let him do this, right here?" Mind racing she argued with herself as he carried her across the field. "This is not how I behave. I'm being a total slut." Just as her mouth opened to protest, he pressed her back against a tree and reached down her pants.

His skilled fingers set her arguments swiftly silent as she rocked into his hand. He bent down, kissing her face and neck, as his second hand slid up her tank and under her bra. Seyla shivered and melted inside, giving herself completely over to the enigmatic man pinching and twisting her nipples, "A little rough, but it feels exquisite." she reasoned with herself.

Seyla heard a snap and zip, as Ralph removed his hard cock from his jeans and underwear. He grabbed her yoga pants and yanked them down her legs. She stepped out of them obediently, terrified to be caught like this, but utterly unwilling to say 'no' or 'stop'.

He picked up her legs and held her there against the tree. Teasing her opening with his cock, he waited. In pure slut driven lust, she grabbed for his cock and pressed it against herself. He smiled at her wickedly, pulling it out of her reach. Once more she strained for his cock, begging, "Please! Put it inside me before we get caught."

Satisfaction crossed his face as he aimed his granite member and finally let her guide him in. She moaned a bit too loudly as he slid in and out shallowly, still teasing her. Helpless in his grasp she leaned into the bark pressing shapes in her back, and waited for him to take her. Finally where he wanted her, Ralph slammed his aching cock into her tiny hole.

Unprepared, she gave an ecstatic yell at the forceful entry. "Quiet." He growled as he pounded her against the tree. Seyla had never felt this helpless or aroused in her life. She felt beautiful spikes of pain and pleasure washing over her body from Ralph's taking. Soft passionate kisses paired with rough primal thrusting, gentle squeezing on her breasts followed by stinging bites to her neck. Seyla was utterly lost in Ralph's powerful dance.

Climaxing over and over, Seyla did not feel complete until Ralph's hot seed was spurting deep inside her. Her tiny cunt milked his spasming cock, as ropes of muscle stood out on his body. He stayed inside, filling her until his balls were empty. He gently set her on shaking legs, and held her up till she felt balanced. Reaching into his pocket, cock still jutting slickly from his fly, he pulled out a silicone plug, sliding it straight into Seyla's messy cunt. "Keep me inside you tonight, sweet Seyla. You can take it out and wash in the morning." Hardly believing her answer she replied, "Yes. Yes I'll keep you inside."

Ralph put his cock away and zipped his pants. "You're a very good girl Seyla. I like good girls. I like you very much. I'd like to see you again. Tomorrow. I'll pick you up at your house after work. 7pm." Pulling her pants on, she felt split in two, not just from the hard fucking, but also from the voice she had ignored all night, in favor of Ralph's suggestions.

In her mind she heard, "I'm not accustomed to being ordered around like a common whore. If you'd like to see me again, we'll do it on my terms. Saturday dinner." Thinking the words she opened her mouth and said, "Yes. Okay. I'll be ready by 7pm." She instantly scolded herself, "Why did I say that? I'm acting like his damn property." but the tingling in her body swiftly answered the question. "I'm totally entranced. Fuck. He seems like a good one, mostly."

Dressed and composed, Ralph and Seyla walked from the trees to find Odin and Mandy, laying side by side in the dirt of the play field. A smile lit both their faces as they watched their companions, peaceful and resting together. They walked to their dogs and knelt together, snuggling Odin, Mandy and each other, basking in the now peaceful evening. Ralph walked Seyla to her car and helped her get Mandy inside, while Odin sat lazily on the pavement.

Mandy secured, Seyla closed the hatch and slid her arms around Ralph's neck. He gazed at her a moment, then wrapped her in his strong arms and kissed her deeply. Again, Seyla felt herself utterly melting for this powerful man. She pressed her body into his, as his magnetic lips sucked thought right from her head. When he finally pulled away, she felt sadness at the loss of his touch. He had opened her eyes to something new. She wanted much more.

"Tomorrow night. 7pm." Ralph smiled and gave her ass one last squeeze on her ass. She smiled at him, saying nothing and got into her SUV. She spent the drive home arguing with herself and wondering if she would text him her address or not. Deep down, the argument was moot. She knew she would see him. "Tomorrow at 7." She said aloud, finally accepting her choice, as her aching body continued to long for Ralph.
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For Seyla, the next four days were a blur. Night one, she was tied and restrained as Ralph sexually teased and tortured her for hours, finally giving her a good fucking in the end. On the second night, she was fitted with spreaders between her ankles and wrists, chained ass up, face down to the bed. He took his time, loosening her up, finally sliding his cock, unannounced, into her wet virgin ass and promising to fuck her till she loved it. As she started to protest he reached over, stuffed his underwear in her mouth and continued teaching her.

The third night together was all about pain. He strapped her to his St Andrew's Cross and used a number of tools in his collection to elicit her screams, gently rubbing and caressing her sensitive parts between the moments of pain. Intensity beyond her comprehension, she felt herself fall into bliss: her only reality, his mad imagination. Ralph's rough assaults on her body and mind left her wanting more each time, until last night.

It was the first time she left his place feeling genuinely uneasy. He had again restrained her, this time adding a spider gag to the list of kinky accessories. After teasing and arousing her for several minutes, he took off his belt and tightened it around her throat. Firmly controlling her air, he proceeded to shove his hard cock down her throat, starting slowly first, but quickly escalating to full face fucking.

Seyla was terrified as he gripped the belt tighter, cutting off her air, as he forced himself down her throat over and over. He started slapping her face with his free hand. Tears began to stream from her eyes, and she watched his wicked smile widen as he fed on the fear he saw there. She left as soon as he released her that night, not sticking around for their usual chat and cuddle. She drove home heavily contemplating never returning.

Aware of her reluctance, he called her the next morning, apologizing for taking things too far. He asked if he could make it up to her this evening. She felt herself split in indecision, "He did apologize. He's so sweet sometimes. Everyone deserves a second chance." These and many more reasons spun up from the depths of her pussy as she agreed to meet him. "Just, a little less rough this time please?" she heard her pathetic request and felt annoyed with herself. "Sure honey." Ralph replied. "I'm really enjoying you Seyla. I'll show you tonight. It will feel amazing. I promise."
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Ch 4

Seyla cannot take another moment of Ralph's sadistic grin in the mirror. She wants to kill him, but he's made her helpless, "Guess I know why now." She thinks roughly. Bouncing raggedly, she looks instead at herself: beautiful green eyes, red rimmed and teary, long blonde hair tangled and sweaty, stringing and swinging around her face, headphones over her ears, silver tape spread across her cheeks, soaking rag exposed in the center, tits squishing and bouncing against the bench.

Most of all, she watches her expressions: pure helpless lustful grunts and moans. She cannot help it. Odin's cock now feels indescribable. Absorbing her own display, Seyla's arousal soars. Soon, she is spasming and squirting around the dog's cock, howling her explosive orgasm, watching the power of her primal self.

Ralph watches as the rage and disgust begin to melt off Seyla's face. She's watching only herself now. This isn't in the plans. "She doesn't see me at all." He continues to watch, absorbed in the power she's exuding as she joins with his b**st in primal sex. Howling out her orgasm, Ralph recognizes the slip of his grip on her. His cock feels less and less sensation.

Frustrated, Ralph walks over and yanks the headphones off Seyla's ears. He stares into her eyes in the mirror and says, "Listen to yourself. Grunting and moaning like a pig." She glares at him and gives a primal howl. "Look at you, dirty bitch. Look what I did to you. You're nothing without me, you understand?" He grabs her by the hair and forces her to look at his dog, gripping and fucking her hard, black soft fur, bouncing on his broad back, face stretched in exertion, broad tongue exposed and straining.

"I am where you come when you want this." He holds her head, forcing her to watch. Seyla does not struggle or strain. She watches, as this gentle sweet giant puts his full 160lbs, into planting his seed inside her: chosen by power, to hold power. Her ass lifts into Odin, smirking lust-glazed eyes penetrating Ralph's. He sees her intent clearly, not the broken, submissive appreciation he was hoping for. Instead, a defiant indifference, a clear message sent, as she ignores Ralph for the dog in the mirror, and howls, holding Odin's eyes.

Though not the rush he had hoped for, Ralph continues stroking himself with ease. Seeing Seyla fuck Odin is in no way unappealing. "God. She's beautiful like this." He can't help feel a twinge of sadness, knowing he is losing her. He had plans for her, a secret club on K9 connections, "Now she'll never know.", he thinks. Cock still singing, he quickly makes it tidy in his with the usual mantra, "Some bend. Some break. This one bent." With that thought, he locks the door to her in his mind, and continues to enjoy the show.

After an eternity of glorious wild fucking, Odin finally cums. The entire scene recorded from three angles, there is a magnificent shot of his extreme load dripping from Seyla's red, abused hole, her own juices joining the mix. "Odin. Dismount." Ralph orders. Odin slides off Seyla's back, trying to lick Seyla's dripping cunt. "Odin. Lay down." The gentle giant responds, and lies on the tile next to the bench.

Before too much of the mixture can drip out, Ralph plops a plug in Seyla's pussy. He walks around to the front of her, admiring the deep rope marks in her body, and the utterly used condition she is now in. He bends down to her face and says, "Now, I will let you speak." She shoots him a glare, but he pretends not to notice. He begins to work on the tape with his own blend of adhesive remover.

In a few minutes he is able to work it off, saving her the redness and pain of ripping it. The soaked gag falls from her mouth as he pulls the tape away. She takes a few deep breaths, tired eyes still glowing, and says "You Son of bitch. Untie me. Now." Ralph smiles at her, recognizing the Alpha Bitch within. "Kindred." He thinks, a little sadly. He begins untying the knots, starting with her wrists and working up.

Seyla remains quiet as he works to release her, using the time to restrain her urge to claw his eyes from his head when her shoulders are free. Instead, she breathes deep and focuses on the sensations Odin has given her. She loves him now, feels loss that she will never see him again. Shoulders untied, Ralph moves to the back of her. "Odin, come." Seyla calls.

Her beautiful furry lover walks over to her and sits. She wraps her arms around his neck and holds him for a moment. Then she wiggles her fingers into the dog's fur and rubs, just the way he likes. He stands arching his back for her, as she repays the affection he has given her. Odin and Seyla cuddle and rub until the last knot is untied.

Ralph helps Seyla to a large cushion on the floor as Odin follows and lays next to her. Seyla holds her lover as she waits for her feeling and mobility to return. No thoughts of Ralph's treachery assault her as she lays with Odin, only peace and love surround her in his paws.

Tingles in her legs fading, she stands up silently, and walks to the shower in the corner of Ralph's dungeon. Odin follows and laps at the water on the floor. She gives him a wet pet and washes herself clean, never touching the plug in her pussy. Dried and dressed, she walks to a chair near the couch where Ralph is sitting, waiting for her words.

No preface, Seyla sits and speaks, "Ralph, you are a piece of shit. You violated me asshole! I am never going to be yours. I don't want to fuck you again. I don't want to see you again. If we happen to see each other at the dog park, we are strangers. Don't speak to me. Don't text me. Forget I exist. I will gladly do the same."

Once spoken, Seyla stands and walks for the kitchen to grab her purse and keys. Ralph remains seated, stomach turning at the change in events. "You know you love it!" He calls after her, feeling panicked. Seyla stops where she stands, back to Ralph and says "I may love it, but I don't love you. Take care Ralph." She walks out of the room and Ralph's life.
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One month later...

Ralph steps out of his van, blonde hair shining in the afternoon sun. He stretches his broad shoulders and bends his back. Walking to the back of the van, he feels his loneliness, knowing it's just him and Odin again. No good leads on K9 connections these days. No one remotely like her. Opening the handles he calls, "Odin. Come." The massive Newfie jumps lazily out of the van, rocking it side to side.

Ralph smiles at his companion, bends down and gives him a hug. Wrapped in Odin's soft fur, Ralph tries to do the finger trick Seyla used to do, down Odin's back but the dog remains seated. "Can't find the button yet buddy. I'll get it". He clips the leash on Odin and heads for the open play area.

Walking Odin past the fence toward the entrance gate, Ralph spies someone familiar. It's Seyla walking arm in arm with Ned Middleton, while Mandy and Ned's gorgeous black standard poodle chase each other in the field. "Motherfucker." Ralph thinks to himself. Ned is the club president of the secret K9 group. He's in real estate and makes a killing, often hosting the private parties at his mansion in Soaring Heights.

Legs no longer moving forward, Ralph watches them, cuddled close, laughing and whispering to each other. It hurts, seeing Seyla arm in arm with someone else. Realization intrudes on his sorry contemplation, "I haven't gotten an invite in weeks." Looking at the pair one more time, he calculates the situation. "Fuck. Misjudged that girl." He walks on passing by the entrance to the play field. Odin looks back and gives a little whine. "Sorry buddy. She's not ours anymore." He walks with Odin through the park, contemplating how he might sort things with Ned.