Date: Fri, 31 Jul 2009 10:40:17 +0200
From: pasiphaios2@hushmail.com
Subject: Bitch For The Pack

Title: Bitch For The Pack
Author: Pasiphaios
Email: pasiphaios2@husmail.com
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My name is Brian. I bet no one will believe this, but it
may sound not that weird and strange at all if you know
something about animal behaviour. I didn't know a word
about it then, that's true, but now can understand things
much better. Also I lived through it. And lived to tell.

I better tell directly what happened. I enjoy tracking,
walking though forests, deserts and anything I between in
the wilderness. Did it alone or with others, and did it for
full weekends usually, sleeping on open air, of course
always when having warm and dry weather.

That time I went somewhere in New Mexico. Not big forests
there, but loved the desert. Bright stars at night and
wonderful plants everywhere, also some little forests, some
small hills to climb. There I was, getting ready for the
night in my sleep sack, enjoying a little fire by a slow
river, with a small forest nearby. All seemed perfect, even
when heard the wolf howling. I heard that before, an always
seemed some romantic, while watching the moon and the
stars. Never had a trouble with that, so I didn't listen
and got finally asleep, even if some worried.

It was past midnight when I got suddenly awake. The howling
was much louder, and as it seemed much more closer, too. In
fact, when I listened, I could hear other sounds too:
grunting, scratchings. closer and closer. I was already way
worried when saw the pack run out of the forest. Around
fifteen, but not wolves as I thought. I saw they were wild
dogs, all of mixed types, and acting together like a wolf
pack. What was more strange, but didn't notice then: they
were all males. They went directly to me, barking and
groaning, showing me their jaws. I was still in my sack,
lying by the already extinguished fire. The night was not
too cold, so I was just in boxers and t-shirt in it. All
happened so suddenly that I was still lying when they
surrounded me; all I could do was crawl trying to go away
from them.

By then, I thought my living days were past. They went
closer and closer to me, all surrounded by them and without
an escape. In fact, they started to bite my sleep sack, and
in a few second they had it thorn in pieces. I thought the
next was me, and prayed the Lord to live to see the next
day. As it seems, I was heard. Because then their attitude
changed a bit. They went sniffing, going closer to me, even
touching me with their noses, then going away and letting
others do the same. Then one of them went closer, looked
around him, and for who knows what reason, the others went
some away, but still around me. I was there still lying on
my back, just in boxers and t-shirt, trying to keep them
away from me. The one dog still interested in me was before
me. He went groaning to me, first slowly, but louder and
louder. Also started to show me his big teeth. Then I saw
the opportunity to escape: there seemed to be an empty
space in the pack surrounding me, rightly in the opposite
direction he was in front of me. I tried to stand up, run.
I failed miserably. The dog behind me jumped on me, the
others went closer closing the emptiness in the pack. I
fell to the ground, with the weight of the big dog all on
me. I tried to stand up, but he started to groan directly
into my ear. I stopped, and he stopped. I was on my hands
and knees. Tried to walk from under his weight, he groaned
wildly again. Things seemed in an impasse. But then I
noticed he was moving a bit on me. Right then, with a shock
of horror, I could feel something really hard hitting
against the back of my boxers. I couldn't believe what he
was trying to do! In fact I didn't really believe it by
then, even if he kept doing, but the boxers protected me
from his assault. After some more tries, he noticed what
was happening, and he dismounted me. God thank, I though!
But then felt he was sniffing under me, and in fact, was
trying to bite my boxers and destroy them like he did with
my sleep sack. That wasn't easy for him to do without
biting me too, which he seemed not want to do. He then
looked at me, at my eyes, and showed me his teeth very
close, growling aggressively. Moved his nose up and down,
like giving me some kind of order. He wanted me to drop my
boxers for him! When I realized that, I tried to stand up
again and run. In a second, all dogs were around, me almost
biting me, getting me to the ground again. When that
turmoil was over, I was on my hands and knees again, with
the same dog mounting my back. He groaned I my ear again,
moved his nose up and down, telling me to submit or die.
Slowly, I pulled my boxers down, feeling as scared as ever
in my life, but knowing it was that or die in their jaws.
As I did, the dog on me barked in victory, while the others
around us howled loud. He took his hips forward, trying to
hit my anus with his dog dick, and after a few tries he
reached his goal.

Now it was time for me to howl, but in pain. His dick
seemed hard as if made of wood. His humping shoved his dick
deep up my ass, groaning in my ear, resting all his weight
on me. I could hardly keep myself on my elbows and knees.
The pumping he gave me didn't make things easier. His pace
seemed fast at first, but then went faster and faster! I
could feel he was having such a great time by feeling his
warm slobbery saliva drip onto my neck. Also his dick
seemed to go larger in my already full ass. And then I felt
something hard and big hit my ass. It was his knot, big
like an orange, trying to enter my bowels too. Lucky me I
was too tight to let that enter, but since then I also had
to take that big hard thing hit my ass with every thrust,
trying to enter me. Things lasted for long, so long that I
found myself wondering if that would ever end, or if I
would faint before. But then I could feel a warm gushing up
my ass, and my dog started to howl loud, still pumping me
so very hard. His paws around my hips got me even closer to
him, and then the rest of the pack howled too, as I felt
the cum gushing out of my ass. He then rested still on my
back, licked my neck for a bit, then dismounted me finally.
When his dick slipped out off my ass, his cum gushed out. I
didn't dare to move, supposing I could do. The dog walked
around me for a while, as if inspecting me. He licked my
face, my leaking dick, my cum-dripping anus. Then the rest
of the pack approached, but he barked at them loud, and
they went some away. I fainted then, totally exhausted.

*

It was almost dawn when I woke up. I was still surrounded
by the pack, but they seemed all asleep. All were lying
together, and in fact one of them was sleeping by my side.
He was the dog who fucked me that night. I tried to crawl
slowly away from them, trying not to touch or wake up them.
But I couldn't even go on my hands and knees. They all
suddenly woke up again, first of all the one who was
sleeping against me. They all howled and barked loud. They
approached to me slowly once again, but my dog barked at
them and showed his jaws. Only one didn't listen. He went
too close, showing his own jaws. The fight was short but
intense. My dog bit him in the neck, and he went away
again, lowering his head in submission. Then my dog took
his reward: me. He growled at me, making that gesture with
his nose. I obeyed, going on elbows and knees again for
him. As it seemed, he was the head of the pack. And I was
his bitch.

During the day, things went clear to me. Four or five dogs
would be there with me always, while the rest of the pack
went away, hunting. If I tried to escape, or simply stand
up, they would bark at me in warning, then run on me and
even bite me if didn't obey. I was only allowed to walk on
hands and knees. That way I could go to the riverside and
drink and clean myself a bit. In the daylight I could see
all my things were destroyed, including all my clothes but
the t-shirt I had on. Anyway, it was scratched all along,
presumably from my dog's loving activities. He wasn't
there, but away with the pack. Surprisingly enough, the
dogs who were keeping an eye on me didn't try to take
advantage of his absence. Later in the day, he came back
with the rest of the pack. He had a dead hare in his jaws.
He came to me and threw it in front of me. He was feeding
his bitch. Of course I couldn't even think of eating that
dead bloody thing. The thought of it almost made me vomit.
After a while, my owner and master made his gestures, and I
did as expected. In fact, this time I opened my asscheeks
wide for him. His hard dick trying to enter me hit my balls
the night before, giving me such pain, so since he was
going to score, why not let him have it easy. It also
seemed right to offer myself that way for him, since he was
my protector and owner, and I was his bitch. He royally
mounted me again, this time under the bright sun. In fact,
this time he seemed to wish all the rest of the pack to
watch it well, so they knew I was his and only his. He
pushed hard and deep, and this time he could shove his big
knot up my already stretched hole. I screamed in renewed
pain, and he kept fucking me for so really long, to let
them all see. After such a long fucking he finally came
again, and dismounted me, but this time we were attached by
his knot. We were ass to ass. That way, he forced me to
crawl behind him, screaming in pain and showing them all I
was his bitch. That went on for long without giving me a
time to rest, making me crawl backwards behind him and all
around the pack. After his knot finally popped out of my
ass I fainted again.

It was at night again when woke up. Many different
sensations filled me up. First, that wetness was still
dripping out of my ass, my owner's seed. Then, the terrible
hunger. I didn't eat for a whole day, and the dead hare had
disappeared. Also, the coldness. All I had on was the
almost-thorn-in-pieces t-shirt, and the night was getting
cold. But the dogs slept all together, and in fact my owner
was sleeping next to me, his nose right by my crotch. All I
could do then was get closer and try to sleep again. After
all the last day's action, I couldn't stand up even if was
allowed to.

The next morning all went the same way. My owner and pack's
head woke up, sniffing my crotch and licking it, so I woke
up moaning and hard. From there, he went to my sphincter.
As I woke up completely, I got myself into submission
position (on knees, head to the ground) and he mounted me
right away. I didn't think of doing that, just acted. I was
his bitch and deep down I knew that, so didn't think, just
did the natural thing. He fucked me some nicer then. Maybe
because he wasn't as horny as before, maybe because he was
sure that everyone in the pack knew already I was his
bitch. Without thinking of what I was doing, I found myself
fucking back against his some slower pace, opening my
asscheeks to accept his knot easier. Sighs and moans
escaped from my throat at the rhythm of his pumpings. After
a long while of that, I felt his dick grow in my ass and
his pace go faster, and I knew he would fill me again soon.
The sensation overwhelmed me and my erect dick shot its big
load in the air, as if it had its own reactions. Soon after
that, I received his own load up my anus. We both
collapsed, with him still on and inside me. Then for some
reason my brain started to work again, and thought about
what had happened, with my owner still breathing hard on
me. I had reacted as his dog bitch, assuming his right over
me and getting my first bitch orgasm. I had accepted him
and he knew that well. After a short time, he got up again,
popped his knot out of his bitch's ass and gave me some ass
and dick lickings in reward. Then went away for the day
hunting, leaving me there under the monitoring of four
other dogs of the pack.

As before, they won't let me stand up on my feet. If tried
to, they would bark and act threateningly to me. Anyway, I
felt too weak for that, not to talk about trying to escape.
All I could do was crawl to the river and drink. At least
they let me use my hand to do that like a human, and not
lick as they did. The day went warm and slow, with only one
incident. One of my keepers approached to me wagging his
tail, and started to sniff my ass. He even licked it, my
balls too, while I wondered if he was going to mount me.
What should I do then? Let him? Would my owner get mad
about that? Not knowing what to do, and scared about it, I
did nothing. Finally he didn't mount me, and went some away
again, so the whole thing went to nothing.

In between, I was starving. Didn't eat a thing for almost
two days. So when the whole pack came back by late
afternoon, and my owner dropped another beheaded hare at
me, I took it and eat. As I did that, he sniffed my ass for
a long time. He got his ears up, went sniffing more and
more, looked around, sniffed some more. Then he took up one
of his back legs and pissed over my ass. He had noticed the
intrusion of the sniffing dog, and that way he took
possession of me again, with his scent. Right after that he
went through the pack, looking for the violator. The poor
dog whined and got his head low, but that didn't help him.
My owner took his neck in his jaws and shacked him well,
until threw him away whining and getting himself in an
exaggerated submission position.

Right after that it was my time for the submission
position, as I knew while seeing him walk directly to me.
He jumped right on me and gave me what I only can call a
punishment fuck. He grasped my hips, fucked me very hard
from start to finish, shoved his knot wildly in me, and
even gave me some bites in my neck. After he gushed his
load in my ass, he dismounted and forced me to crawl fast
behind him, pulling my ass with his way-too-hard knot and
making me walk that way for a long time all around the
pack. The message was clear to all: I was his bitch, and no
one else's.

*

A week went by in that way. I felt too weak to run away,
and anyway I couldn't run as fast as they do. Also had
nowhere to go. I kept eating the hares and birds my owner
brought me, plus a few berries from the near forest. I kept
letting him mount me as he wished, usually in the morning
short after we awoke, and again later in the evening after
he came back from hunting. I got no more advances from the
rest of the pack, so that way he was happy, and fucked me
much better. He liked to sniff my ass and dick, lick it a
bit as if gave me some previous reward for my services.
When he was ready to mount me he liked me to lower my head
in a gesture of submission, raising my ass and opening
myself for him at the time. Then he would mount me, taking
me from my hips with his paws toward his dick. I lowered my
ass then to help him, also getting my ass back onto his
dick. That way I also spared getting my hips scratched.
Once he was all the way he kept humping me close, so he
could get me knotted, and I helped him opening my asscheeks
wide. Soon I could even take that big thing easily, and
after it popped inside he went fucking me much slower than
when he gave me the punishment fuck. I could swear he liked
to hear me sigh and moan, because he went faster when I did
so. He also enjoyed me to orgasm, which I did usually when
he fucked me that way. After he filled me with his seed he
rested on me for a bit, then dismounted and we went ass to
ass. But didn't pull me with his knot. Instead of that he
just waited until it popped out, something that happened
much sooner since I was way stretched by then. Then he gave
me some reward-lickings as his cum dripped from my ass, and
even licked my face after, as if I was his love pet.

But then one day I could feel them all way excited when the
evening was coming to the night. Then came sundown, and
almost same time the full moon came up. They immediately
started to howl, all at time. All but my owner. Instead of
that he licked my face a lot, looked at me and then went
way. I didn't understand what was happening. All I could
tell was my owner was away and the rest of the pack was
fucking excited, running around and howling to the moon. As
I later understood, the full moon was the night for the
whole pack. My owner went away so he wouldn't notice what
was going to happen, leaving me for a night available to
the whole pack's will.

I didn't know that then, but started to suspect it soon.
They all ran around me, howling, stopping by me to sniff my
ass or dick, start running like mad again. Their attentions
became more intimate, with some of them jumping on my back
but leaving again. I could see they were sexually aroused,
with their dicks out of their sheats. I was in the position
they let me be, on my elbows and knees, and was so afraid I
didn't dare to move. One of them jumped on my back again,
but this time I could feel his paws trying to get my hips
closer, and his dick trying to hit my anus. Again, I didn't
dare to move, so I took his dick passively. He was way
aroused, because he humped me for a short while and then
spurted his load before his knot could enter me. He
dismounted right away and went howling to the moon, like in
triumph. Right after, two other dogs went sniffing my
dripping anus. They stopped suddenly, looked each other,
and there was a short riot between them. The winner took
his place on me and mounted me right after. By then I got a
glimpse of what was going on: full moon nights is the time
when everyone can have his way with the pack's bitch. So I
tried to make things some easier for me, and opened myself
to his clumsy assault. Once I had his dick buried in me I
closed my asscheeks, to avoid taking his knot. If I was
knotted by them all, I would probably die before daylight.
That second dog humped me for longer, trying to knot me to
him all the time, something I could barely avoid. By then,
most of the rest of the pack had stopped running and
howling, and were all around us looking at the action with
a demented look in their eyes. I could see their hard dicks
waiting for their turn and dripping precum. My second
assaulter finally came up my ass and dismounted right away,
only to let his place to another dog. That one seemed to
know my trick and penetrated me brutally, knotting me
before I could do something to avoid it. He groaned in
triumph, letting his warm saliva drip on my neck. He even
bit me there shortly, and in his enthusiasm, went all the
way on my back, making me drop to the ground. After a long
hard fuck, he added his cum to his fellow's in my ass,
making me feel way too full. After dismounted, his knot
made me go ass to ass with him, not being able to let
others fuck me but adding more discomfort and pain to my
bowels.

At that point, I thought I should do something to avoid
them all to fuck and maybe knot my ass. They were very
close around me, all waiting excited to my last lover's
knot to leave my ass. So I took one that was closer to my
face, brought him even closer and started to lick his hard
dick under him. I also massaged him, and seems as if he
liked it, because went even closer to me. I started to suck
his dick, and he definitely loved that, because he put his
front paws around my shoulders, and started to fuck my
face. In that situation, I couldn't see anything at all,
but after a while I felt the knot in my ass pop out, and a
big load of cum gush out of it. Before I knew it, another
dog had jumped behind me and went to fuck me right away. I
was being tagteamed by two dogs, having my both holes
humped wildly. At that point, all I could do was take the
double fuck; but that way I couldn't help my ass to be
knotted again. Shortly after, I could feel the dick in my
mouth grow, and my mouth fucker get near to orgasm. My
mouth was totally filled with dog dick, so when he spurted
his big load, all I could do was drink or drown. In fact,
some of the cum gush managed to escape from my mouth, but I
took almost all of it. As it seemed, they learned new
tricks soon, because right after he dismounted my front
side, another dog went on me, offering his dick for to me
to suck. I licked it, hoping to make him cum that way, and
he seemed to enjoy that, but after a while he got impatient
and humped my mouth too. Like in a no-end nightmare, I felt
another gush of warm cum up my ass right after got
mouth-stuffed, and then the dog behind me dismounting and
trying to get his knot out of me. There was a short
struggle with me in the middle, because the dog fucking my
mouth tried to keep me by his side using his front paws on
my shoulders, while the other pulled me from his knot in
the opposite direction. I would have screamed if my mouth
wasn't stuffed with dog dick. Lucky me, by then my ass was
almost all opened, and the knot popped finally out, letting
the usual cum gush down to my balls and thighs.

The rest of the night went almost the same way, and I'm not
sure if everyone had a turn on the pack's bitch or even if
some of them got a second time. All I can remember is
waking up in the early morning, with my ass hurting like
hell and surrounded with dogs slept by my side. The sun was
near dawn, and the moon couldn't be seen anywhere in the
sky. My face, shoulders, ass and thighs were all covered in
cum and my ass felt all opened and still dripping some of
their juices. Also, my stomach felt way full and warm,
something unusual since I got captured by the pack. At
least, and for first time since, I didn't feel much hunger.
Being tired to death and not hungry for the first time
after long, I got asleep again.

*

I knew their full moon ritual would be repeated each month.
And I also knew I might not survive to the next canine
gang-bang. Except for the occasional dog-cum feeding, I
would be starved to death the next time, weaker and not
able to resist that again. But I had no clue of how could I
escape from the pack. In fact, the next morning I couldn't
get myself on my hands and knees. My husband, now my
exclusive owner again, tried to mount me, as did every
morning, but he could see I was too weak for that. He
licked my face a bit, and went away. I think I could see
some concern on his face.

Anyway, I got my dog watch as the others went away hunting.
Later in the evening, my husband brought me two fat pigeons
I devoured like a dog. I could see he was happy that I
recovered, and made his usual moves right after I ate. I
raised my ass high for him with my last efforts, and he
mounted me happily. My ass had been so wide stretched that
me penetrated and knotted me with his fist hump. Of course
that made him last for a long long time, but finally I
could feel his seed fill me again. He dismounted, and after
a few tries, he unknotted me way easily. I could sleep
peacefully that night and recover a little bit.

*

After a week with nothing noticeable, I learned something
new from the pack's behaving. Once they had hunted a zone,
they would move away to a new hunt field. I learned that
the hard way, as usual. One morning, instead of going away
to hunt, they all howled loud. Then I was pushed my many of
them in some direction. Their gestures with their noses
were easy to understand: they wanted me to follow the pack.

I walked on my hands and knees, since they wouldn't let me
go on my feet, not even then. I walked and walked, always
surrounded and watched by the whole pack. My hands and
specially my knees were scratched til they would bleed. But
if I tried to rest, they would bite my legs and sides, and
was forced to keep following the pack. After a long trip of
constant pain, we reached our new home: a nice and small
forest by a small riverside.

*

The new place was much better than the previous. I could
rest during the day under the trees, and the leafs were
great to sleep on at night. I even found some mushrooms I
risked to eat. Nothing happened, and since then I had my
own new food. When I found some blackberries too, I thought
I couldn't be happier. My luck seemed to have changed, and
then I found out that was true.

*

After a few days there, one day they came back way too
soon, in fact still in the morning. They seemed really
excited, and their gestures meant what I already knew:
follow us. After a short walk on my hands and knees, I
could see in the distance what got them so excited: a small
farm, obviously inhabited from the smoke I could see rising
in the air. I was so very excited I didn't know what to do.
My dirty cheek was ran by my tears. And then, to my
excitement, a young guy went out of the farm. I could see
he was very blond, and ws wearing jeans and a flannel
shirt. Short after, a younger guy, obviously his brother
from his blond hair, went out also.

I knew my opportunity was there. I tried to scream. Almost
nothing came out off my throat, but then I tried again.
Help!, y yelled. None of the guys seemed to hear me, but
the pack surely did. In a moment, the pack surrounded me
and forced me to run from the place with them, biting me
for my treason all along the way back.

All that next night long I kept thinking of that place and
the guys there. Even while my dog husband was mounting me I
kept thinking of them, and how I could go there. I still
had no idea, but the next morning brought me a new
surprise.

*

Early in the morning, the pack forced me to march again. To
my despair, I thought they were trying to move away of the
farm. And to my surprise, after a while we went back there.
I couldn't understand why they had taken me back there. But
then I saw the two guys go out off the farm again. Then I
noticed the gestures of the dogs around me. After all that
time, I learned to read those canine expressions. And to my
surprise, I slowly understood why they were all looking at
the farm, with their jaws open and dripping and their eyes
and noses wide open too. They had learned to like the taste
of human bitch. And they wanted those guys as their
bitches.

I didn't know why I was there too. But then I understood.
They wanted me to shout for help again. Then the guys would
run in our direction, and then they would be surrounded by
the pack and turned into the new human bitches.

I thought about for a while. Then I thought, what can I
lose. If the canine plan failed, I would be probably
rescued. And if it didn't, those guys surely had parents
who would look for them. So, again, what could I loose.
Even at its worst, I would have their help during the next
full moon orgy. I knew I wouldn't probably survive to the
next one, if didn't have some other bitch's help to share
the pack's ravaging.

Feeling a bit guilty but smiling at my own evil wisdom, I
yelled softly. Hey! Again, no one heard me. Some louder:
Hello! One of the guys turned his head in our direction.
Now, soon before they lost interest: I'm here!

To my own excitement, the oldest guy walked in our
direction. The youngest did the same after a while. Then
his brother told him something. They argued, and after a
while they both walked again towards to us.

The pack's excitement was also easily noticeable. They soon
forced me to run with them, right into our small forest.
There they all would hide between the trees, waiting with
increasing excitement. I could even see some of them
getting hard, they dog dicks and knots hanging and dripping
in animal anticipation.

Short after, both guys walked stupidly into the forest,
following our steps. I couldn't believe they would do that
without a weapon. They seemed younger than I thought
before. Right after they entered the forest, the pack
surrounded them. Howling, barking, close showing of jaws!
The guys walked together, terrified by the sudden attack.
Then the dogs went in a close circle, and one after another
went biting them, making the guys even more terrified. I
knew what I should do then.

I crawled as near as could, and then shouted: - Go on your
hands and knees! Soon, before they make you into pieces! -
They looked at me, and their horror was replaced by deep
surprise. I bet I didn't look really human by then, naked,
scratched and dirty, like a Were-Wolf. I knew I had to
break their paralized minds. - Now, soon before they kill
you, do as I tell! On your hands and knees!

They slowly did as told. That seemed to calm the pack. They
wouldn't keep barking, but the circle went closer. Almost
any of them sniffed the newcomers, recognizing their
gesture of submission. But then there had to be a new alpha
male, or better said, a beta and a gamma. Some of the
biggest dogs were involved in a short but wild fight. Two
big dogs emerged as winners, and they went on sniffing the
guys, now just by them. After a while, one of them tried to
mount the oldest guy. But of course his jeans avoided the
penetration. He seemed frustrated, dismounted and inspected
his new bitch. Then he started to bite him, specially his
clothes, ripping some of them. The second dog did the same
with his bitch.

Both guys were terrified by them, but didn't seem to
understand what what the purpose of those activities. But
they thought the biting was intended to kill them, and
tried to escape, without any success. Then I knew I should
give some more help.

- Now, you both, better take your pants down! They want to
mount you, so you better drop your pantes enough before
they rip your clothes and your skin also!

Once again, the terrified expression was replaced by
surprise, and then, when started to understand, by an even
deeper horror.

- Now, its your only chance, believe me! I know that well!
- I shouted.

Then the younger guy gave in, and slowly dropped his pants,
still in the submission position. He didn't lower them
much, as if that would make a difference. His new dog
husband shaked his tail and went sniffing his new bitch's
behind happily. After some sniffing and licking, he mounted
him right away. I could see the guy's expression go from
horror to surprise, and then to big pain as his owner
penetrated him. I felt sorry for the poor guy, but also
some cruely happy for having someone else to go through
what I did.

Meanwhile, the other guy kept resisting. His clothes were
broken into pieces, and his neck was bited and shaked. Once
his clothes left him open way, his new dog husband went
from biting his neck to mount him wildly, without any
preliminaries.

Also, my own dog husband went to me, feeling the excitement
of the moment. He sniffed my behind and licked my dick as
always, and I knew what I should do. I lowered my head, put
my ass in his reach and let him mount me. I guess that was
the best teaching for the other guys, and let them know my
place in the pack, and then also theirs. We three were
fucked at time there at the forest, surrounded by the
howling pack. Both guys took it with deep expressions and
screams of pain, even if I knew by self-experience that
their tight asses hadn't been knotted yet.

After they were fucked, and I was unknotted, half of the
pack including our husbands went hunting. The other half
was left there to watch us.

- I was captured by them while camping around, - I started
my conversation with the newcomers, at first too shocked by
their first dog experience to talk. - Right from the
beginning I was raped by one of them and turned into his
private bitch. - I finished.

- A-are you serious about that? - the older guy asked. -
How can such a thing happen?

- You saw it. You got it the same way I did. It simply
happened suddenly. At a moment I was asleep in the night,
and then I was surrounded by them. You know the rest.

- W-w-why? - the younger guy asked, almost crying.

- That's easy: they are horny, and their costume is that,
making the weakest member of the pack into their bitch. I
guess it's pretty natural thing. Only thing that makes me
wonder is why there are just males in the pack. Maybe they
escaped from a training farm.

- What's gonna happen now? - the first asked.

- They will keep us as their bitches forever, unless we're
rescued. There's no way to escape that I could find out.
They are faster than us on open field, and would make us
into peaces before we could reach any place. Anyway, they
never let me go on my feet. You better don't try that, if
don't want to get bited badly again. By the way, what's
your names? Who else with you there in the farm?

The older guy sighed and took some time to answer. - We're
brothers. I'm Dan, my brother is Johnny. Our parents died
one year ago on a car crash. We've been living alone in the
farm since.

My heart sunk to the floor. - I'm Brian - I sighed after a
while. Brian, the first bitch of the pack, for what it
seemed to be a long, long time.

*

It was amost at night when the pack turned, and our
husbands threw our food before us. - Are you gonna eat
that? - Dan asked. - I guess you're not hungry enough by
now. Don't worry, you will - I answered while devouring my
piece of meat. Meanwhile, my husband started with his
licking rituals, and I positioned myself for him. The
bitches looked at me disgusted, but right after I was
mounted I told them, while easing him his way: - If you're
not gonna eat, you better get yourself available. They are
gonna mount you, if you like it or not. - I said, while my
head went back and forth at the rhythm of my fucker.

Even if looking scared, Johnny reluctantly did the same I
did, and also dropped his pants. His husband sniffed his
ass excited, shaking his tail. His brother tried to resist
again, and was bited badly and the rest of his clothes
stripped. Then he was mounted also.

From their expressions of sadness, I could see they hadn't
been knotted yet. I was sure you have such a funny face
when first feel that big hard thing invade you. They didn't
get that yet. I was knotted and filled long before they
were dismounted: my husband and I had a long practice with
our moves by then. The others had a difficult time fucking
such new bitches. Then my husband pulled me around a bit
from the knot, as he wanted to show that things may change
in the pack, but others don't. I could see the surprise in
the faces of the new bitches; they didn't know what was
happeing to me then, but I didn't find a reason to tell
them; they would find out soon.

After that, I learned something new from the pack's rules.
My husband was the alpha male, of course. That mean he was
the only one to mount me, with that shocking full moon
exception. But Dan was the bitch for the beta male; Johnny
for the gamma. How did I find that out? Because my husband
went to sniff Dan's ass and dick, right after he unknotted
me. He then gently took him from his neck, and positioned
him again. He was too tired and broken to resist, I guess,
so he was mounted again by the alpha male. In between, the
beta, who had fucked Dan, went right to sniff Johnny. The
gamma male simply went away. - You better go in position. -
I whispered to him. He was lying on his stomach, tired and
shocked, but he understood me well. He raised his ass high,
and then the beta male mounted him too. I have to say I
liked Johnny's attitude. He seemed to be adapting very
well, and was smart enough to do as was expected to. He was
rewarded by a third fuck from my husband, something that
left him lying almost unconcious and with his ass spurting
lots of dog juices. After that, we went all around together
for the night, and we went all asleep. As it seemed, I was
only available to be mounted by the alpha male. For some
reason, Dan was the beta bitch, available for alpha and
beta. Poor Johnny was to be used by any of alpha, beta and
gamma males. I felt a bit sorry for him, since he seemed so
really willing to accept his place in the pack, not like
his brother. For some reason, I couldn't help but feel
proud of him. And also of myself: after all, I was the
alpha bitch.

*

Johnny was soon finally knotted. Not to wonder since he was
the most frequently fucked bitch. I had been mounted right
on, and in fact it was my husband who was on him, when I
saw in his eyes that the knot had been finally pushed
inside him. His eyes went suddenly all open and bright,
something to notice since his usual expression while fucked
was with his eyes and mouth half-closed. His mouth formed
an "O" too and shouted: -Ohhhmy! What's that?

I crawled before him, stroked his hair and said: - It's the
knot hon. Your male will use it to have you closely tied to
him. Don't you try to escape, it would really hurt you.

- Ohmy... - he simply whispered.

I smiled in sympathy: - Don't worry, it's a natural thing.
He simply wants to keep his bitch close to him. But don't
forget this: once he fills you up you will be tied to him
for some more time. If he pulls you from the knot, you
better crawl back and follow him. After a while it will pop
out and you'll be fine.

- Ohmy... that's why you crawled backwards after... after
your... your...

- My husband, yes, after he mounted me. You'll soon get
used to that as I did, don't worry.

I have to say he was a brave guy. His male proudly pulled
him from the knot all around the pack, and he obediently
crawled behind him, without a protest. Since he was still
tight, at least for the knot, it took a long time for him
to get it out. Once it did, he moaned really loud in relief
and fell on the floor, his open hole gushing all the love
juices he had kept there for so long.

*

His brother was way different. He kept resisting and
putting himself in troubles, and getting the males angry.
That didn't help anyone, and we got some extra bitings and
scratches also, since he left the males so nervous and
angry after having to dominate him everytime they mounted
him.

After a really difficult morning session that left us three
exhausted and scratched badly, I told Dan:

- If you keep resisting they will end killing us all. Can't
you simply relax and accept the unavoidable?

- You are their bitch! - he shouted angrily - Their fucking
willing bitch! You expect us to simply raise our asses and
offer ourselves to those filthy dogs whenever they want a
fuck? Go to hell!

- I don't expect a thing. Since your husband is gonna mount
you anyway, best thing you can do is keep him happy.
Otherwise he will probably stop providing you with food. We
simply have to do what's needed to survive.

- What the hell is that about "husband" and all that shit?
You think you're his wife bitch or what?

I tried not to go as angry as he did. I replied trying to
keep a reasonable mood: - It doesn't matter how you call
it. It's the same. Look at your brother. He is having a
much harder time than you, and he is being reasonable
enough. He let them mount and after a short time it's all
over. You could do the same, and then they will be happy
and we will be able to survive. If we're not alive, we
won't be able to escape.

- Escape? - he screamed, making our watchers get their ears
high. - What are you talking about? You never did a single
thing to escape! You just raise your fucking cunt for your
fucking "husband", and LOVE every minute he breeds you as
HIS bitch! I doubt you would ever try to escape, not even
if they ever left us alone!

I was deeply humiliated by his words, even if wasn't true
at all. But I lowered my head and turned around on my hands
and knees. I didn't know what to say, but then Johnny
talked instead:

- What can we do? We can't go anywhere, they are always
watching us. They would reach  and kill us anytime on open
field. Also, you talk a lot, but what you did to escape?

- At least I don't offer myself as their bitch anytime they
want a fuck! Also... - he seemed to think deeply - See, on
open field they could reach us anytime, that's true. But
there's a way we could go out of their reach. - He looked
at the trees.

- You think... - his brother said.

- Yes! We could walk on the trees, and how they would reach
us then? We would be out of their reach!

I sighed. - And what then? Where we go? What do we eat?

- You can stay here and raise your fucking cunt for your
fucking "husband" and much as you like. - He answered. - We
will try to escape, at least. I bet they will howl around
for a while, then loose interest. After they are gone, we
will simply wal down the trees and walk away. Are you with
me, Johnny?

- I don't know... Ok, why not try. But I think it would be
better if we did that all three at time. That way they
might go away sooner, to look for other bitches or
whatever. What you say, Brian?

I doubted that could work. But I didn't want to seem a
willing bitch; that hurt me a lot. I feared they would get
us somehow, and then they would be very very angry. But I
finally agreed: - Ok... When do we try that?

- Right now! We have only a watch now, and the others will
come back much later in the evening. - Dan said. - Lets
walk to the trees!

- First lets drink a lot of water. - I sighed. The plan
didn't seem a good idea at any point.

We went to the river, drank as much water as we could,
eated some muchrooms and blackberries and took the rest
with us. Then we walked like casually to the nearest trees.
Our watch went behind us, but not too close. Once we
reached the forest, Dan shouted: - Now!

We climbed each on a different tree, as fast as we could.
Our dog watch ran immediately to us, and in fact they
scratched Johnny and almost got him down. But finally we
were sitting on high branches and were out of their reach.

Our watch started to howl as loud as I ever heard them,
walking around our trees like mad. As it seemed, the
howling was heard at long distance, because after a while,
the whole pack was there too. They all seemed very excited,
and kept howling and barking to us, showing their jaws in
deep anger. They even tried to reach us, but of course they
couldn't. Was a frightening show anyway.

*

 To our increasing despair, their mood seemed never to get
calmed. We were sourrounded there all day, and them all
night long. They didn't go anywhere; in fact they stopped
hunting, and the whole pack was always around us. The
second day was exactly the same, and so was the following
night. At the third day we were desperte and very hungry;
also very thirsty too. The cold of the night, there by the
wind and away from the pack's heat, was very disappointing
too. After a really terrible third night, I thought I would
give up.

- I'm gonna walk down. This is nonsense. They won't go
anywhere, not til we're dead.

- But... - Dan whispered. He could barely speak. - What's
gonna happen...

- I don't know. They might kill us for our treason. - I
said. - I will go down first, and if they kill me, try to
run in the opposite direction. If they don't, I suggest you
walk down too and act deeply submissive. You already know
whats that's like.

I slowly walked down the tree. They surrounded me
immediately, even if I went on my hands and knees and
lowered my head to the ground. But none of them bited me.
Once they knew I wouldn't run or fight, they let my husband
approach to me instead. He growled at me, and used my
gesture of submission to bite my neck. I didn't move,
accepting my punishment. He then walked behind me and
mounted me, but only to bite my neck again from there. Also
scratched my hips and shoulders a lot, til I couldn't help
but whine. I tried not to scream; they thing that's a
confrontation sound. But then I felt his hard dick hitting
my ass in his usual fucking start. I lowered and opened my
ass to him, and so he entered me al the way with a hard
hump. After that, the biting stopped and all went as
before. He gave me a hard though fuck, and then after he
pulled me wildly from his knot around, showing he rejoined
his possession. But then after his knot popped out of me, I
realized everything was as before, when I felt his tongue
licking my ravaged and cum filled ass again. Once I felt
sure enough, I slowly walked to the river and drank the
best water I ever had. When I walked back, I saw that both
Johnny and Dan had submitted to their husbands again and
were getting the same comeback treatment I got. Which was
lucky thing enough, considering what could have happened. I
tried to become more forgiven by walking to my husband,
rubbing my side to his and putting my head under him to
lick his dick. I could feel he was calmed and happy again,
because he mounted me again right on. That wasn't a
punishment fuck again, in fact it was one of the best ones
he ever gave me. He fucked me slowly and nice, and after 3
days without sex, I shot such a huge load too while he
fucked me so good.

*

After that, Dan went along some better. He still seemed to
hate everything, from his husband's food to his attentions.
But he lowered his head when supposed to, and raised his
ass when required. To a certain point, we all seemed to
want to forget the tree adventure.

But of course, after a few days, the full moon raised in
the air at dawn. I didn't tell the other bitches about
that. First, they might not believe it, and second, didn't
want to scare them. But then the big bright moon was back
again, and the whole pack's howlings gave their welcome.
Our husbands walked discreetly away, so they wouldn't have
to notice what came next.

- See... - I whispered to the other bitches. I didn't know
how to tell that to them. - Tonight is full moon... and
they run very wild during it.

- W-what's gonna happen now? - Johnny asked, with a
terrified look on his lovely eyes. The whole pack was
howling to the moon already and running around us like mad.

- You see, our... our husbands went away. That means there
are no rules during full moon. That means a free time for
the whole pack.

- For the whole.!? - Dan shouted, making the dogs around
him go even more nervous. - What are you telling!? You mean
the whole pack is gonna rape us all night long??

- Yes right that - I sighed. - No matter what you think,
you better not try to resist. They can go really mad during
full moon, and I don't think you'd survive if you got them
angry on their only time in a month to have a bitch.

- Why. why don't our husbands defend us? - Johnny asked,
nearly to tears, as if his comfidence in our breeders was
broken.

- They go away all night long so they don't need to notice
what happens then. That way they can keep their status and
also let the pack have a good time. I guess they don't need
to defend their status all the time, if the pack is
sexually happy.

- Now, you both better look at me and do everything I do,
no matter how wicked it seems. - I continued, while my ass
was being already licked and I positioned myself for the
upcoming mounting. - Try to please as many as you can
without being mounted and knotted, cos you'll get that a
lot all night long. But don't take many initiatives. They
don't like that. - My first lover of the night hopped right
on me and with a fierce thrust he penetrated me deep. A
wild pulling back with his paws on my hips and he knotted
me right away. That stopped me from giving more advices.

Of course the other bitches were mounted too right after. I
could see them both had submitted well, even Dan did. I
thought he would put on some resistance, and feared what
could that imply for all of us during such a wild night.
But I could see he had positioned himself well for his
first lover. Many more were to come over the night.

I was able to hand-please one of the dogs while taking my
first fuck. He kept rubbing his side to mine as I was being
humped. I managed to put my right hand under him, feeling
his hard throbbing cock. I stroked him well, and I was
rewarded by some licking on my face. Once he started to cum
in my hand, he jumped on my side so he could shoot his wad
on my back. Right then my fucker emptied his balls inside
me and dismounted, pulling me away from him. At least I
could avoid one knot fucking that I spared myself for the
night.

After being fucked and pulled around from the knot for
another time, I ended side by side with Johnny. That way I
could speak with him.

- How are you taking it? You ok? Think you can stand it? -
I asked, sympathetic, as we were both humped by our third
lovers of the night.

- Ohhmy. - he sighed, biting his lips. - I don't think I
can take this all over the night. ¨Why is this happening to
me? - he almost cried.

For some wild moment, a thought went through my head: "It's
because you're so good at it, like you were born to be bred
this way". But of course I didn't say that. I tried to
encourage and give him some hope: - You better don't think
in what's to come next. Just try to take whatever at the
moment. You're doing it well. - I couldn't help but say for
last, while stroked his blond hair in sympathy.

- But it's so hard to take... - he sighed again. - I feel
so full, so uncomfortable. Like I'm going to explode at any
time.

That gave me an idea. I looked under him, and yes, what I
thought was there. His dickie, originally of small size,
was all hard by then. It didn't hang, didn't almost swing
with the thrusts of his lover. It was fully erect,
pulsating with his lovers rhythm and dripping and
impressive amount of precum.

I knew I should help him, at least with that. After my
third lover dismounted me, he managed to get his knot out
way easily, do I could change my position for the next to
come. I turned around so I was still side to side with
Johhny, but in opposite directions. As I did, my next dog
mounted me, but I knew I could take him easy. Once he got
on his pace, I lowered my head under Johnny, reaching his
way too hard dick. I massaged his balls, licking and
kissing his dick at time, while his ass was ravaged with
dog's cock. I was rewarded by some lovely sighs and moans,
as I sucked his cock the best I could, considering the
circumstances. He then started to pulsate more and more,
til he shot wad after wad of his too full balls. I licked
as many as I could, enjoying his louder moans of pleasure.
His anus contractions made his dog lover shoot his own way
inside him, and then he just mumbled: - Ohhh... thanks...

*

The night was long, of course, and for a while I didn't see
Dan. I hoped he was being well attended anyway, and I had
my own job to do also. When the moon was at its highest, I
was pulled from a really big knot all around, and could see
him then. He was being mounted by a specially big and mean
dog I knew well. He would fuck you like he hated you,
scratch your hips and shoulders badly as he did, and even
bite your neck during the mounting. I could see Dan was
being well submissive to him; that was a good thing because
his lover had no patience. But from the distance, I could
also see Dan was struggling with something under him. I
looked with more attention, and then I understood. He was
stroking himself! It seemed as if he felt the same
discomfort as his brother did, but he knew what to do about
it! Both bitches were still too tight and getting too much
pain from being fucked to be able to relax and cum from
their lover's fuck. But they were close. They felt the
urge, that for sure. I tried him not to see me, since I
guessed he would be embarrassed if I saw him stroking under
his lover's weight. But soon I heard clear sounds of his
own orgasm; he was really loud with that. After I while I
mananged to approach to him a bit. He didn't seem to need
much advice nor help from me, but anyway I did.

- Hey... - I said. - are you ok? Think you can stand it?

- Ohhhgod... don't know. When will this end? - he asked,
while being mounted. I thought I better didn't mention his
previous activities with his previous lover. In fact his
dick was semi-hard again and still dripping, but I tought
he would be deeply embarrased if I pointed that.

- Don't worry - I replied instead. - Sundawn is close, and
then everything wil go back to normal.

Since the pack had three bitches to mount, they weren't as
impatient as the first time just with me. Until then, no
one had tried to mount my mouth and ass at time, like
before. And I guess the other bitches neither received that
treatment, or they would have told me. But then with
sundown close, some got impatient. In fact it was Dan who
was mounted from his shoulders while was being fucked from
his hips, right there by my side. As he saw the dog's cock
go towards his face, he yelled: - What the fuck!? Brian,
please, ww-what's... this...?

- He wants to mount your face. He is impatient and won't
wait for his turn to mount your ass. You better open your
mouth and accomplish. It's better to take it there than
being knotted one more time.

He kept his lips tightly closed for a while, getting hit by
his lover's hard dick on his face and being scrated by his
lover's paws wildly on his shoulders. But after a bit of
resistance, he greedly opened his mouth and was stuffed
with dog's cock. Since then he took the double fuck like a
pro, not one time but three, one after another. Of course I
was double mounted too once the others saw that, so I
didn't have much opportunities to see how he was handling
it, but seemed like everything was fine. In fact I think
that his dick was all hard again while used wildly from
both ends.

*

The sun finally emerged, and the canine frenzy came to an
end. I could see we were totally covered and filled with
cum, as we three got to wash ourselves by the river. But I
thought I wasn't as thorn and broken like the first time.
They had three bitches to share their attentions, and that
made things easier for us. Seemed like we alltogether could
survive to their monthly orgies. That was good news after
all.

*

We could sleep and rest over the next day, til was late
evening and the pack came back from hunting and our
husbands met us again for first time after being the whole
pack's bitches. As usual, they sniffed us a lot, and then
pissed on us to rejoin their property. All as usual, but
then I knew that old dogs can learn new tricks after all.
My husband was very playful, as if was very happy so see I
was still his bitch. After his comeback ritual and a
rejoining fuck, he kept around me. I was lying on my back,
still tired and sleepy. But he kept licking me all over,
specially my face. I tried to playfully push him back a
bit, but before I knew, I had my knees onto my chest, and
he was on me. He was hard again, and he then lowered his
hips to reach my hole. I couldn't believe he was trying to
fuck me missionary. Nothing like that happened before, but
after some efforts he penetrated me and with a deep thrust
he also knotted me. I had to pull my legs closer to my
chest so I would be in a better position for the fuck. Then
he happily fucked me face to face, with his front paws
around me. He kept licking playfully my face as he did,
looking right into his bitch's eyes for the first time
during a fuck. I was totally his love pet then, with my
legs spread around his body like a whore on bed. The
others, dogs and bitches, looked at the show as if they
couldn't believe it either. They seemed both fascinated and
disgusted, the bitches specially. The fuck took for long,
but then I felt him getting closer, and then his load
filled me again, while his saliva dripped on my face from
his jaws. He took his knot off almost right after, and his
still dripping cock left a long trace of cum on my body. He
gave me a few more rewarding licks on my face and finally
went away.

*

Since then, our husbands used to like the missionary way.
If they found us lying on our backs, something usual after
they came back hunting, they wouldn't let us in the usual
position, and instead of that they went right on us,
licking our faces. We had to pull our legs onto our chests
then, and they would lower their hips to find our love
holes. In fact, the day after that, our three husbands took
us that way right after hunting. So there we were all three
of us, side by side and legs spreaded, with our dog lovers
fucking us like humans. The sight was almost unbelievable,
and I knew they would like it that way a lot from then on.

*

A few days after the pack orgy we were conducted to a new
hunting territory again. With the last pieces of the
clothes of Dan and Johnny we made some protection for our
hands and knees. The voyage was really long, and it took in
fact two days with a night stop in between. That got us way
far from the farm, and our last hopes to be rescued
vanished. Someone would find they disappeared, but won't
ever guess what happened. Also, our new home had more trees
and forests and less open space, and seemed an even wilder
country. The nights were colder, and we really needed to be
all surrounded by the pack to give us some heat. The only
good thing was that the forest was full of different things
we could eat: lots of acorns, different kinds of mushrooms
I knew well, and lots of berries of any kind. That got us
healthier; the fresh water was good too.

Our routine went on there for a long time. They seemed to
find a lot of different animals to hunt. That made them
healthier too, and their sexual drive went even higher. Our
husbands started to be part of our day watch sometimes, so
they could fuck us over the whole day. They were more
affectionate to us too, maybe perceiving we were accepting
our status better. They brought us more hunt food, and gave
us lots of reward licks, before, after and even without
sex. The alpha male, my husband, even liked to take me a
bit apart from the pack, into the near forest. There, in
some kind of privacy, gave me long and affectionate love
sessions. It was like there, away from the pack, he didn't
need to show himself in the usual dominant way. Then he
could show both lust and affection to his bitch. He would
mount me on hands and knees, long and slow, licking my neck
a lot, then after came, dismounted and unknotted me he
would give me lots of rewarding licks on my dripping ass
and dick. He rubbed his side to mine, showing me he wanted
me missionary then. Once I lifted my legs onto my chest he
would lower his hips to penetrate me again, and even
lowered his front paws so he could fuck me with a total
body contact, licking my ears, mouth and neck all the time
as he humped me slow and long. Those private love sessions
became so regular that the other bitches started to make
fun about them, and could see a few times them spying. I
felt some humiliated about, but on the other hand I have to
say that it was really pleasurable for me too. In fact I
used to orgasm as much as my husband did, and sometimes
even more. But the others were treated the usual way, and
were mounted surrounded by the whole pack as usual, by
their husbands or by mine. I started to become a little
jealous that my husband would mount the other bitches too.
But anyway he never took them to private; I also had to
admit that he was the alpha male and had his privileges,
and his male needs also. Was a natural thing for him to
spread his seed.

*

I had another quarrel with Dan after one of those love
sessions in the forest with my husband. It was a specially
long and great time, and after I walked back to the pack,
Dan spoke to me.

- Damn... I told you that you were a willing bitch before,
but I guess I didn't really mean it then... But now, wow.
It's kind of scary, you know.

- What are you talking about now? You know how things are.
We have to accomplish.- I replied angrily.

- Accomplish? - he yelled. - Did you hear yourself for the
last hours? Ohh, yes, yes, fuck, fuck, do it! Do it, do it,
faster, faster, faster!! - he screamed, imitating me loud,
making the whole pack get their ears up. - Do me, do me,
ohh yess! Fuck me, yes, yes, ohh yes, YES, YESSSSSS!!! - he
finished.

I was deeply embarrased and humiliated by that. He may be
right, but, what could I do? Johnny looked down
embarrassed, but didn't argue against his brother. Since I
didn't know what to say, I threw his attacck back to him.

- C'mon! What about you? Did you see your hips fucking back
when you get mounted? Did you see your dick spurting cum as
you get fucked? Seems like you don't need to stroke then
anymore, do you?

For a moment he seemed humiliated enough not to reply, but
then he did: - Have you seen your cunt recently? Ok I bet
you can't. But it's a cunt anyway, looks like one, and a
well fucked one indeed. And not just that. We know when
you're being mouth stuffed by your "hubby" there in the
forest! It's the only time you stop screaming 'FUCK ME'!!

After that I crawled away from him. All that would bring to
nothing, simply make us feel more and more degraded. As if
we needed more of that.

*

Then came the full moon again. All of us bitches were ready
for it, and things went as wild as usual, but we could take
it much better. Missionary fucking was the main matter
then. Almost every male wanted to try it at least once.
They also learned they could fuck our mouths while we were
lying on our backs, so we took loads and loads just lying
on the ground. We recovered soon after, and our husbands
seemed happy to see us ok.

Short after Johnny was involved in a pack quarrel. His
husband was challenged by another dog, and lost the fight.
So the second dog became his new husband and the gamma
male, with the usual privileges. But the defeated one
didn't accept things well, and kept wandering around his
former bitch. Everytime the gamma was away, he would mount
Johnny, and of course that was sniffed after. Johnny was
punished and pissed all over for that, and his former
husband got some bitings too. But he kept doing anyway, til
Johnny became desperate.

- What can I do? - he asked me one time. - If I don't
accept him, he will bite me. And if I do, my new husband
will. Oh damn.

- Don't know - I replied. - As their bitches, we have no
say.

- I know! But it's not my fault!

- He simply senses you weren't faithful to him, and that
gets him mad. I don't think he thinks about that, simply
reacts. Maybe you should act totally submissive and willing
towards your new husband. Make him know you're his true
bitch. You could start sucking him even when he's not
initiating sex. That way he will know you want him as your
lover, and not the other one.

Then Dan surprised me by giving his own advice: - Maybe you
should also take him to the forest, like Brian does with
his husband. Just wiggle your ass for him and crawl slowly
into the forest, and make him walk behind you. He may like
to have you there for a private session. That will sure
make him happy.

Since then things went some better, even if didn't stop his
former husband. Johnny wiggled his ass seductively to his
husband, walking slowly to the forest and smiling at him
over his shoulders. They spent hours there, fucking and
sucking non-stop, as we could hear, or not, depending on
what hole of Johnny was being used at the moment. Then his
husband walked back shaking happily his tail. Johnny came
back some later, not waking that fast, but I think he
seemed happy in his own way too. Since then, most of the
quarrel went on between the males, and Johnny was simply
pissed on everytime he had no other option but be
unfaithful to his husband.

*

After two moons something unusual happened. The pack came
back early from hunting, and we could sense they were all
way nervous. Finally, my husband arrived with something
hanging from his jaws, that he dropped before me. It was a
backpack, in blue. I slowly opened it, my heart beating
fast while thinking there could be something that could
help us. Apart from some human food, there was nothing like
a cell phone or anything like that. But I found a plastic
bottle, a pencil and some paper sheets. Then I started
writing this, and now that I finally got it done, I'm going
to put it up the bottle and let it flow down the closest
river. If you ever find and read this, please help us. We
will be somewhere up the river where you found it. I know
you may not believe what happened to us, but please do.
Your help is our ony hope to be rescued. If it's not too
late for us.