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  "writing": "[b]Fleetwood Forever[/b]\n\n[i]Chapter 3[/i]\n\n[u]The Key to the City[/u]\n\n\nFrom the office of Mrs. Wellington,\n\nIt is once again my dignified pleasure to bestow the honour of 'Key to the City' to a most deserving citizen of the great town of Fleetwood. The choice of such a distinguished member of our community has not come lightly and was met with much deliberation. The chosen recipient shall be notified by direct correspondence to which a ceremonial date shall be confirmed.\n\nLet this document officially declare that 'Isaac Berkeley' has been chosen as recipient for his unique contributions in the field of education in his continuing position of principal at 'Ridgewood Elementary School' part of the Ridgewood District of the greater township of Fleetwood. Ridgewood Elementary continues to test high above other educations centres and remains a driving force for what attracts citizens to choose Fleetwood as their home.\n\nIt is with this and other careful considerations that the board of Fleetwood City Hall in conjunction with Mayor Charles Wellington, have nominated Mr. Berkeley.\n\nThis is an official declaration by the governing body of Fleetwood Municipality.\n\nSigned,\n\nCouncillor Chantelle Wellington,\nCity Manager\n\n...\n\nChantelle Wellington was dressed stunningly as she made her way through the office. The gorgeous lioness wore a dazzling rose gold business suit, matching high heels and glasses with the same colored rims. Her hair was in a ponytail, its snow white quality accentuating the same rare pink eyes her daughter Mary had inherited. Bows, nods, awkward glances from nervous workers, and any number of compliments met her where she travelled. She was in charge, and the entire building knew it. There was no boundaries to her, physical or in her methods and whatever she did, not a question was asked of it. Perhaps a pair of eyes or two would have noticed her entering the men's room just after a coworker, perhaps not. Either way, not a soul would share it.\n\nA handsome poodle stood at a urinal inside, doing his quick business. The lioness stood across from him and admired his form, eyes following him from the wavy white hair atop his head down to the tufts of curly fur that puffed out between the bottom of his dress pants and his shoes. The same curly fur around his ankles was also around his wrists, the same characteristic poodle poof that was on the end of his tail. He had two small ball piercings in his right ear, a small bit of golden jewellery that adorned his otherwise fairly professional appearance. His brown eyes had a gentle shine to them that caught the lioness' heart in a strange way. She enjoyed how common the color was, a bit of status play that she never once spoke aloud about.\n\nHer own eyes eventually led right down between his legs, the canine a little back from the urinal as he was presumed to be alone in the room. It gave her ample time to catch a good long glimpse. Its size, even soft, its shape, the lump inside his sheath that hinted at the possible size of his knot. She inspected it as if she had specifications for it, as if she had some sort of unspoken plan she was working on. “Mr. Windle!” she called out to him, nearly making him wet his pant-legs.\n\n“Err, yes mam!” the poodle replied sternly, shuffling two steps closer to the porcelain and straightening his back. Like the rest of his office mates he had no inkling to question her, even if she had barged into the wrong washroom to demand his attention mid-stream.\n\n“I have a proposal for you, meet me in my office in thirty minutes!”\n\nThe canine nodded, “Uhh, y-yeah of course!”\n\nThe lioness turned to leave the washroom, but stopped for one more question, “Whisky or Gin Mr. Windle?”\n\nHe turned to look at her curiously and she shrugged her shoulders and gave him an impatient look, “Whisky... m-mam.”\n\nThe lioness nodded and pat the air dryer on her way out, “Top shelf. Thirty minutes Mr. Windle. Don't be late!” The poodle shook his head the moment the door swung shut, shaking off, zipping up and heading to the sink. He looked himself in the eyes of his own reflection and shook his head, unable to hold back a bewildered laugh.\n\n...\n\nMr. Windle slid the key into the lock of his apartment door and made his way inside, eager to ditch the stuffy work clothes and crack open a beer. It was not quite the weekend, but he already felt as though he had put a full week's worth of work in, especially now having to spend one of his days off at his boss' home. Although the new project sounded exciting to him, the details of it were more than a bit overwhelming. Normally a Saturday with his boss was the last thing he would wish for, but she had admittedly been quite convincing in her excitement for the new venture. After entering his apartment, he had just about finished sliding his tie off when he heard his name from across the room, “Welcome home Jake.”\n\nHe looked up to see Abby completely naked, waltzing around as if she was the only person living in their apartment. The male canine shook his head with a laugh, before pretending to look around for someone else, “Did you take up tutoring?”\n\nAbby couldn't help but laugh, never hiding her 'interests' from him, “Very funny.” She stepped up behind him as he kept stripping, massaging his shoulders, “I'm just happy to have you home is all!”\n\n“How sweet” he was somewhat sarcastic, but didn't stop removing and folding clothes.\n\n“Someone's grumpy!” the female poodle pouted.\n\n“On the contrary!” Jake wiggled a finger, “I'm in a great mood!”\n\nAbby crossed her arms, “So this is you being cocky then?” He shrugged his shoulders but said nothing. She grimaced, “I don't like you acting like this!”\n\nJake groaned out in an exasperated tone of irritation, “Oh kiss my ass Abby!”\n\nShe nodded her head slowly and got down to her knees behind him, both poodles now completely naked together, “That's more like it!” She leaned in and gave his butt a nice kiss, the other canine simply gasping out before she nuzzled into his cheeks and slid her tongue along his crack and over his hole.\n\n“Ahh, fuck!” Jake grunted out as Abby began lapping at his pucker, hiking his leg up on the couch. Abby was able to get her tongue deeper that way and Jake reached back to hold the back of her head, pressing her tightly against his hole. Her paw reached out to cup his balls and rub at his shaft, the poodle letting out a longing moan. “Y-Y'know...” he tried to speak to her, panting a little as her tongue got even deeper, “M-Most sisters woulda just given their brother a hug!”\n\nThe poodle shrugged and giggled, “Most sisters also don't lose their virginity to their own brother!”\n\nJake beamed proudly, also happy to remember his cock was the very first in her muzzle, pussy and ass, “Well... when you put it that way!”\n\n“,,,and besides,” she added, “I was the first tongue to ever break into this beautiful little guy!” She shoved her tongue right back in, sealing her lips on his rump to make out with his backside.\n\nJake continued to melt into his sister's grasp, her paw stroking his cock in just the right way as her tongue probed deep in just the right way. They had literally grown up together in a sexual relationship, every change in their body from youth to adulthood carefully learned by the other. Jake never admitted it aloud, but he knew deep down, if he ever found a real relationship outside of his sister, they would still be seeing each other in secret on the side. “Alright, you've convinced me!” Jake finally said after the fur on his ass was literally dripping in saliva, “Which hole am I knotting?”\n\nHis sister shuffled over to the couch and propped herself on it, raising her rump up in the doggy-style position, “Let's go with the front. I'm saving my butt for tomorrow.”\n\nJake raised his eye for a moment curiously, not sure if that was an invitation for him or not. However, the sight of his sister's beautiful pussy glistening in the air was impossible to deny, and its scent hit his sensitive canine nostrils, beckoning him over. He held his shaft over her folds and just let it grind slowly, soaking his shaft with the juices flowing from her lips. He let out a longing sigh, letting the tip leave a sticky shine of precum on her clit, “There's no pussy in the world like yours sis!”\n\nShe sighed out as well as she leaned back a bit, swallowing up the first few inches of his length, “...and there's no cock like yours!” It took little effort to take his length, but it still felt thick. Similarly it felt tight to her brother, a familiar shape and size that to him almost felt like 'home'. No matter how many partners each canine had, who they were with, or what they did, the poodle siblings were eternally connected in a carnal loving union. The fact they shared an apartment at their age continued to add fuel to the fire, having constant access to each other even though they kept up the appearance of having separate bedrooms.\n\nJake let out a pleasant little growl as he gave one of his sister's tailcheeks a nice firm smack, grabbing her tail and tugging it up gently as he kept thrusting in. Her bubbly butt kept clapping back against his shaft, her pussy teasing his shaft until his knot started to swell, “Fuck yeah sis! Work that cock!”\n\nAbby moaned out as she kept bouncing back against his length, starting to get more and more of her labia stretched over his aching knot, “That's it! Mmm, fuck yeah! Knot your little sister!”\n\n“You think you're ready for it? Hmm?” he growled out, thrusting over and over.\n\nAbby nodded and nipped her bottom lip, letting out a longing, growled, “Yes! Yes, give it to me! Please!” She looked back at him and he caught that familiar gaze in her eyes. It seemed to stop time itself, the form of her body mattering little to Jake, as she held the same loving, needy look that brought him right back to their cubhood.\n\n...\n\n“Ahh, almost!” Abby cried out, her paws holding the wood from the bunk above her. She was on her brother's lap, his cock buried in her, both cubs trying not to make too much noise as their parents slept in the room next to them. They were staying at a cabin, miles from the nearest town. The siblings, now very young at this point in their life trying once more to successfully knot.\n\n“You got this sis!” the young pup said with a gasp, his knot stretching her a little bit more. They had tried every night of the trip and had gotten closer each time. This was the final night and their last chance to make their first knotting such a special occasion. Jake kept humping steadily, being gentle as possible for his sister to adjust. The poodle closed her eyes as she tried to relax her muscles, her brother continually cheering her one, “So close! C'mon sis, just a little m-ore!”\n\n“Jake, I think... oh my god Jake, I think it's, it's...” the little pup's fists balled up as the knot sunk into her, eyes rolling back as she went to yip out. Jake covered her muzzle with his paw as she howled out, muffling it to keep their parents asleep as she convulsed over his cock.\n\nJake grunted out himself as she tried to keep quiet, a low groan escaping his lips as he felt himself empty his load into her, “F-fuuuuuck!”\n\n“What are you thinking about?”\n\n...\n\nJake's focus snapped back into attention as his sister smiled at him, “Hmm?”\n\nThe poodle shrugged as he gripped her hips, burying his knot inside her, “Just about some cute pup I used to know!”\n\nAbby howled out as the bulbous flesh forcefully claimed her, able to just barely squeal out, “Y-you're starting to sound like me!” Her brother disregarded those words, not one to partake in the same obscene pleasures as her. He instead focused on her beautiful form as it remained in his tight grasp, Jake turning slowly as he tried to truly tie her. “Oh fuck!” the poodle cried out as she felt his butt touch hers, facing the opposite direction as he tied her right into place, “B-been a while since we've done this!”\n\nJake chuckled in between gasps and groans, the added tightness really milking every strand of cum out of him, “You're welcome!”\n\nAbby huffed and panted, reeling from how much the knot inside her was swelling, half laughing as she moaned out, “Y-you really put the 'big' in big brother!” She let out a warm sigh as afterglow began to creep in, her ears flickering as soon as she heard the television start up. “Are... are you serious?” the poodle grimaced.\n\nJake laughed, having stretched just enough to grab hold of the remote, “That's gonna be swollen for a long time sis, so you better get comfy!”\n\n“Great” she grumbled sarcastically.\n\nJake just shrugged, “Next time think twice before greeting me with a rimjob!”\n\nAbby thought for a moment before starting to bounce her butt, her brother hissing out as he felt nearly as sensitive as her, “What's wrong?”\n\n“Stop it!” he cried out, realizing she had the upper paw. She might have been completely plugged up, but she was used to it. The feeling of a tied knot overly sensitive to the male canine, “Cut it out! Q-quit it!”\n\nAbby simply laughed, repeating her brother's words with malice, “That's gonna be swollen for a long time bro... you better get comfy!”\n\n...\n\nA few days later, Isaac let out a slow yawn as he began to feel himself gently stirring to life. It was Saturday morning and he was overjoyed to be able to sleep in. His big furry chest rose and fell with each breath he drew in, muttering to himself as he slowly began to moan under his breath. He was having a very vivid dream of the opossum twins from school, leaning back in his office chair as they passed his cock back and forth between their little lips. “M-mmm, y-yeah, that's... oh!” he grunted out as one of them suddenly deep-throated him, stirring him fully awake.\n\nHe found himself in bed and looked down to see his wife, her muzzle pressed to his crotch as his entire length was down her throat. She kept it there as long as her breath could allow, before pulling off of it, their daughter coming into view to catch long strings of saliva that fell from the shaft. She collected them up with her tongue on her way up to bob her head over his cock next, the bear's wife massaging her husband's balls as she whispered out for both of them, “Good morning daddy!”\n\n“God damn!” Isaac groaned out as his daughter let his cock slip out once more, pressing her lips to the side of his shaft, “This is a hell of a way to wake up!” His wife leaned in to the other side and they each rubbed their lips along the side, tongues polishing his stiff length while occasionally teasing each other. They made their down his length and then back up it, meeting at the top to make out around his head. They kissed and slurped on each other's muzzles, daughter and mother's tongues twirling around Isaac's cockhead in between tapping against each other.\n\n“Mmm, mommy...” Chelsea spoke as she moved up a bit, Carol following her. They released Isaac's cock for a moment to focus on kissing each other, the two naked bears hugging as they made out passionately.\n\nIsaac stroked his cock, nice and slick from the saliva of the two women in his life. He was really getting off to the view of the tender, albeit inappropriate moment, a bead of precum quickly forming on the slit of his cock. When the kiss broke, Chelsea reached for her mother's breasts, feeling them up with soft squeezes before sucking on her right nipple. “Yes baby! Yes!” her mother cried out, the hungry bear cub going to the left next, giving each peak of flesh a good suck and nip, “That feels so good!”\n\nChelsea looked up between the gentle lathering of her tongue, the soft nibbling of her teeth, whispering out, “I hope mine grow to be this big some day!”\n\n“They will baby girl!” Carol cooed as she kissed her daughter's cheek, panting out as the girl's tongue suddenly went down her chest and the small bit of belly she had. It glided right down between her legs and the bear started to lap at her mother's pussy, her rump in the air right by her father. He watched on as he was given a lovely view of both her holes, the young bear working her tongue all over her mother's sensitive, wet folds. Carol pet her daughter's hair as her breath grew tighter, body shaking from the expertise of her tongue, “Oh baby that's so good! Mmmf!”\n\nIsaac beamed proudly as he watched the pair, complimenting his daughter aloud, “My baby girl sure knows her way around a pussy!”\n\nThe cub turned soon after and held her father's cock, smiling at him before letting her tongue dig into the hood of his foreskin. She slithered it around smoothly, teasing him like crazy and collecting all his precum, holding it out when her mother shuffled over, “Just relax daddy! Let us do all the work!”\n\nHer father gave a firm nod and watched as his daughter crept over him, “No complaints here!”\n\nHis daughter carefully rested one leg over her father's head, her arms on the pillows and covers around him as she used the strength of his head to prop herself up, “How's this work mom?”\n\nCarol moved forward and crept over her husband, able to rest her paws on his shoulders, laying over his belly as she rested her face against her daughter's rump, “Perfect!” She reached quickly with one paw to line her husband's cock up with her pussy, stuffing herself with it before gliding her tongue over her daughter's pussy.\n\nChelsea let out a long, satisfied moan as her mother's tongue delicately teased each side of her sensitive folds, the bear's legs starting to shake. Isaac leaned his head against her to help keep her steady, wearing a permanent grin as she lay over him, his wife riding his cock. “Mmm, girls! What a way to start a weekend!” he called out, hips bucking up as he let his cock slide in and out of his wife's warm pussy.\n\nCarol kept sliding her tongue around, teasing her daughter before finding her clit, giving it a few gentle taps before sliding back down to slurp deep into her hole. Chelsea began to grind against her mother's muzzle, her moans getting louder with each passing second. “Oh my god mom, that feels s-s-so goo-ahh!” the cub suddenly squealed as her mother sucked on her clit, giving it just the right amount of pleasure to drive the young bear wild.\n\nIsaac was starting to pant as he thrust up into his mate with renewed vigour, his shaft making gentle plapping sound as his crotch kept thudding against hers. “That's it baby,” he called to his wife, her responses muffled by their daughter's muff, “Ride that cock!” Carol needed no reply, her body responding for her as it kept dropping down hard onto her husband's shaft. Over and over she took his length to the hilt, squeezing her thighs to try and make the entire area as tight as possible for him.\n\nChelsea was really squeezing the pillows tightly as she felt her own climax swiftly approaching, only able to mumble a very stuttered, “M-m-m-mommy!” before making a complete mess of her muzzle.\n\nCarol gave one last lap along her daughter's sensitive folds before moving back for a breath, her daughter's fluids matting the fur of her chin. She licked what she could up, panting out, “Oh baby, you taste so good!” She then turned her attention to her husband, still bouncing up and down over his length, “Mmm, c'mon hon, fill that pussy up!”\n\nIsaac smacked his wife's rump playfully as he changed his angle, able to find her g-spot and provide quick assault to it. The bear rolled her eyes back as she began to moan louder than before, holding her husband's shoulders. “Yeah?” Isaac replied with a cocky grin, the head of his cock smacking the same spot with relentless precision, “You like that?”\n\nCarol nodded her head, seeing her daughter get comfortable beside them on the bed, “Yeah, baby! Oh fuck! That feels in-incredible!” The pair hissed and huffed, moaning and groaning as Carol eventually cried out, “Isaac I'm close, I'm so f-ucking close!”\n\n“Me too babe!” the bear grunted as he pounded her hard.\n\n“T-together!” the pair called out in unison, Isaac's cockhead hitting her in just the right way, leaving her juices gushing over him as she squealed out. An equally frenzied groan left the husband's mouth as he gave a few slower thrust in, his shaft throbbing as pulse after pulse of cum fired into her. His wife dropped down onto his chest and reached his lips, the married bears sharing a long, loving kiss together.\n\nChelsea had snuck around behind them and rested on the floor, her elbows on the bed as she sighed and looked at her parent's genital dreamily. Her mother's pussy was stretched nicely, with the hint of her father's shaft just barely visible. His balls were soaked from her arousal and the young cub leaned in, sucking on the firm orbs to get a good taste of her mother. “Mmm, looks like we have a little cleaner!” Isaac laughed as he pat his wife's thighs.\n\nCarol raised up slowly, her husband's cock flopping out, leaving a long string of cum dangling between his cockhead and her pussy, “How thoughtful!” As the strand dropped from her mother, Chelsea caught it with her muzzle, following it down to her father's cock and swallowing him up. She bobbed her head up and down as she cleaned him, savoring every last drop of her mother's sweet nectar. Carol had dropped next to her husband and lay with him on the bed, watching as Chelsea cleaned him up, “That's a good girl!”\n\nThe mother bear spread her folds out as Isaac was left clean, and Chelsea slid right over, pressing her lips next to her mother's pussy. She lapped at her folds eagerly, collecting every trace of her juices as her father's load trickled out into her muzzle. Her muzzle was soon clasped tightly to her mother's mound, giving a gentle sucking motion to gulp down as much of her father's salty solution as she could find. Isaac continued to kiss his wife, listening to the lewd slurping of his daughter. The trio lay in their naughty little pile until the youngest member was done, the father bear the first to speak, “Well... what shall we do with the rest of the day then?”\n\n...\n\nChantelle made her way to the front door as the bell rang, still dressed rather fancy. Her dress was white now and she wore glasses with a shining gem on each side of the rim. She opened the door, and was greeted by Jake, wearing what he hoped she would agree was his best set of work clothes. She looked down between his legs, clearly satisfied with at least something he had brought with him, “Come in Mr. Windle, thank you for being on time!”\n\n“Of course Mrs. Wellington,” the poodle said, a little stiff in his posture as he looked around, “Nice place.”\n\n“Yes, yes,” she waved her paw, “Pleasant formalities, professionalism, the simply exhausting faculties of status!”\n\nThe poodle nodded awkwardly, “So, do you care if I take the stuffy tie off then?”\n\nThe lioness shrugged as she held up a glass, pouring into it the contents of a bottle of whisky too expensive for Jake to usually afford. “The outside world saw you enter as a gentleman. The outside world will see you leave as one too, yes?” He nodded awkwardly. “Then consider this your opportunity to be an animal around me... Jake!”\n\nHe grabbed the glass from her, flustered at her using his first name, something she would never do with anyone in the office. He nodded in thanks and took the first amount a little too quickly, coughing from its strength. “Th-thank you Mrs. Wellington!”\n\nThe lioness shook a paw playfully at him as she poured him another drink, “Please Jake, Mrs. Is far too  formal for the occasion. Call me Chantelle.”\n\nThe poodle took the next glass slower, only half and he let the taste rest on his tongue. The flavor of the drink and the spice of the moment to come rested on his mind, this might be the richest he would ever feel, “Chantelle.” He giggled like a school boy at the use of her first name, it was all so surreal, though every moment since their meeting the day before had been.\n\n“Jake” she repeated his.\n\n“Chantelle.”\n\nThe lioness smirked, “I do believe you know how to pronounce that now.”\n\nThe canine took a deep steadying breath and shrugged his shoulders, sipping the rest of his drink, “Where shall we... conduct our business.”\n\nThe lioness set the bottle down and grabbed the poodle's paw, “You can have more of this when we've concluded such business. Follow me!” She led him up the white marble of her stairs and they made their way down the hall. Fine art lined the walls and a richly polished mahogany furnished the doors. Brass handles that shone like gold were held sturdily on the master bedroom's entrance, and she used them to allow them inside. A beautiful bed that seemed almost bigger than a King sat in the centre of the room with luxurious red blankets atop it. In the corner was an equally comfortable looking chair and on the wall, pictures of the lioness, her husband and their daughter hung up in a few spaces.\n\n“This is so nice, where does one acquire such a luxurious...” he trailed off as the lioness pat him on the forehead.\n\n“Alright, that's quite enough of this!” she motioned to his brain as her other paw reached between his legs, grasping his crotch as she spoke almost in command, “Let me get a better look at this, without a urinal in the way!”\n\n...\n\nBack out front, an SUV as luxurious as the home it entered crept up the driveway. A handsome robust lion drove it, his mane long and brown, his evergreen eyes resting behind square rimmed spectacles, and his tan fur half hidden in a very nice suit. “I'm glad to hear your day went so well Mary!” he said to his daughter who sat in the backseat, flipping through her phone, which was of course the latest model, “Your mother and I are so proud of you!”\n\n“Thanks daddy!” the young lioness said with a warm smile, her pink eyes raising from her screen to smile at him with the assistance of his rear view mirror, “Sorry your day was so busy.”\n\nHer father chuckled gently, “I'm the mayor my dear, every day is busy! Nothing I can't handle.\n\nThe young cub nodded and smiled, looking over to the various parking spaces available to them. She was surprised to see another vehicle beside her mother's, especially with the state it was in. It was unfamiliar and seemed too cheap to be among the now two models that would be parked next to it. “Who's is that daddy?” the lioness asked curiously.\n\nHer father had gotten a bit quiet, and the tone in his voice seemed to change, “I'm not sure sweetie. Your mother probably had to meet with one of her employees.” He turned to smile at her after parking, trying to look as calm and sweet as he could, “Why don't you play in your room for a bit my dear, and I'll see if your mother needs any help.”\n\nThe lioness raised her eye a bit, trying to read her father. Whenever something like this happened he would be gone for a while. She sighed reluctantly, trying to wear a brave face as well, “Ok daddy!”\n\n...\n\nAfter Mary had left for her room, her father made his way upstairs. The lion opened the doors to his bedroom and stepped in, letting them gently shut behind him as he surveyed the scene. His wife was facing the opposite direction, on her knees on their bedroom floor. A canine he had never met before sat on the edge of their bed, giving a casual wave to him with his paw as the lion's wife buried his cock down her throat. “Afternoon Charles,” the poodle said, examining the twitch in the lion's expression at his first name being released with such casual disrespect, “What's happening?”\n\nThe lion said nothing, a look on his face that was hard to read. It was not unlike rage, but not unlike arousal, it seemed impatient and upset, and it seemed excited and grateful. It was as complex as his relationship with his wife, and he began to unbutton his shirt. “Sir.” was all he said back to the poodle, nodding as he stripped down.\n\nJake watched on with twisted excitement as he was not only being worshipped by his boss, but also put in a state of status above her husband, the literal mayor of Fleetwood. He watched as bit by bit, the lion removed his clothing, reaching over for the comfortable red chair and taking his seat across from them. “Well then...” escaped his lips as the lion sat down, revealing many details to the canine. He had a well toned chest, abs, no fat seemingly on him, strong arms, strong legs, and between them a bright gold chastity cage that was fastened with a small lock.\n\nChantelle let Jake's cock slip from her lips, stroking it gently with her paw as she motioned over to the floor, “Could you pass me my purse Jake?”\n\nThe canine nodded as he reached over and grabbed it, handing it over to her, “Y-yeah, sure.”\n\nThe lioness opened it up and looked for a specific pocket, taking out a small golden key. She toyed with it in one paw, and Jake's cock with the other, looking past both of them as she thought aloud, “Funny thing about most felines. Lions especially... they are strong, powerful specimens to behold. All until you get between their legs. The hungest of all seem modest in comparison to the average canine.” She squeezed the cock in her paw at those words, “A pure bred lion or lioness is a thing of beauty, especially with rare and dare I say royal genes!” She pat her own hair and fluttered her unique eyes. At the same moment she had stood up, kneeling in to suck on Jake's cock.\n\n“Ahh!” was all Charles could grunt out before his wife's rump was pressed to his face. He began to lap quite eagerly at her folds, worshipping her soaked petals while he was forced to listen to her sucking on the canine.\n\n“A fact to not overlook...” Chantelle added, raising a bit more so she could look Jake in the eyes, her husband audibly slurping at her, “G-great tongues! I can make use of that! However...” she jingled the key in her paw, “Other areas leave more to be desired...” She smiled to Jake and laughed a little, “My husband's position as the mayor of Fleetwood is an elected position. The citizens of this beautiful town make the choice to allow him to serve in this way. As such...” she stepped forward, the single step enough to remove her backside from her husband's face. She dropped the key into Jake's paw, the canine just barely reaching out in time to catch it, “I shall as always, leave him in the caring paws of his beloved public.”\n\nThe poodle was left dumbfounded for a moment, staring down at the key in his palm. He started to laugh, nervously at first, then humoured, and finally maliciously. His tone was as sadistic as it was sarcastic, “So if he's the mayor, that makes this like the key to the city, huh?” Chantelle tried to hide a smile, the coincidence of things tickled her. “Well then,” he shrugged, chucking it over into her open purse, “I think I'll be the mayor for today then?”\n\nThe lioness laughed, menace in her own tone, “Good choice Jake, I knew I chose the right one for the job!”\n\nCharles gave a solemn bow to the pair of them, tail swishing with a tinge of irritation, “Enjoy her.” His wife turned to glare at him, until with much reproach he added, “Sir.”\n\nJake laughed as he dropped back on the comfortable bed, messing up the covers a little in purposeful disrespect. He was bushing his boundaries a little and learning to love it, “Far be it for me to question your marriage, but how co-”\n\n“Enough of 'this'!” Chantelle growled as she pounced on him as if he were prey, patting his forehead to insinuate his mind, “I'm not interested in it!” Jake gulped nervously and said nothing, realizing he was in no more control of the situation than the locked husband. The lioness grabbed his cock and held it to her pussy, snarling as she stuffed it inside of herself, “Ahh! This is your greatest asset Mr. Windle! Don't waste it!” She leaned in to nip him on the ear, almost too hard for it to feel good, “Now fuck me Jake! Fuck me as if your job depended on it!”\n\nJake gave the order no second thought, feeling as though her words weren't actually a figure of speech. Despite the loss of control, he was more than happy to oblige, thrusting into the beautiful lioness that lay over him in the cowgirl position. She felt so warm, so wet, so tight, perfectly clinging to his shaft as they had both seemed to skip over the conversation of using any sort of protection. He looked to her husband, almost with pity now that he had been knocked out of the tower of control, and he could now fully understand her point of view. He was the partner, he was the mind she was interested in. All Jake was to her was a cock. He would have thought to be offended, if she hadn't been riding him as if he was her first lay in months, “F-fuck!”\n\n“You, are n-not to pull out until I'm kn-knotted! Do you understand?!” the lioness was nearly growling.\n\n“Y-you got it!” the poodle gasped as she dropped down hard, Jake suddenly snarling as he arched his legs and began pounding into her.\n\nShe was still on top, but the canine was now drilling his length into her from underneath, in control now of each heavy thrust. “That's it! Good boy!” the lioness was even demeaning in her praise, “Puppy is learning very quickly!”\n\nJake thrust over and over, not slowing down for anything, grunting out as he could feel her flesh trying to wrap around his knot. Part of him loved this struggle for power, the aid in her husband's humiliation and the fact his cock could hopefully help with some added job security. This was the nicest house he had ever stepped foot in, the nicest bed every lay in, and the ritziest pussy he had ever tried to knot. However, a strong part of him felt that with all the complex details of this richness, he found himself missing his sister more and more.\n\n“I want that knot... now!” the lioness growled and pushed him back down. Her paws held his collarbones and her claws almost dug into him, the canine hissing out as she snatched his knot up, hissing like a feral cat as it hurt. She drew a small amount of blood from his flesh as her claws dug in, the poodle nipping his nips as the pain was circumvented by the rush of orgasm he felt. Shot after shot of his load filled the feline up, her body quivering from the weight of the knot inside it.\n\nCharles half looked away as he seemed in clear discomfort, Jake noting that his cage indeed looked even tighter now. He thought of something clever to say, something sophisticated, something to put him momentarily on equal playing field with present company. “God damn!” he had failed, however, Jake remembered that his mind had no place on this particular battlefield.\n\n“Charles!” the lioness hissed in between her convulsions atop the poodle, clearly riding her own waves of climax.\n\n“Err, Sir! Thank you Sir for satisfying my wife!”\n\nThe poodle gave the lion an awkward wave, “Y-yeah...”\n\n“Charles! Water!” she hissed again and the lion quickly left the room.\n\nWhen he was gone, the lioness turned almost tender, still wearing that air of business focus as she sighed out to the poodle, “Jake. I have decided your assets are satisfactory to my current needs, and will be going forward with your discussed promotion.” Jake moved his lips to speak and the lioness placed a finger over them to shush him, “Monday morning I want you an hour early and ready for a... 'performance review.' Is that understood?”\n\nThe poodle nodded, looking very overwhelmed, “Y-yes mam!”\n\n“Good,” she sighed and tried to relax her muscles, “I trust when this thing calms down you need no help finding your way to your car?” The poodle silently shook his head in response. “Then thank you for your time today Mr. Windle,” his formal name returned, as did Charles with a water for each of them, “I appreciate you going the extra mile for me.”\n\nThe poodle gulped his water and gave her a salute, “Always happy to help Mrs. Wellington.”\n\n...\n\nJake's fur was all frizzed up when he finally started his car, wanting to make his way home as quickly as possible. He had just been through one of the hottest yet strangest afternoons of his life. He felt nervous to continue, equally excited. There was a cocky side of him, a scared side of him, so many mixed emotions. One thing he knew for sure, was that he had a much better situation at his own home than the Wellingtons did. He quickly texted his sister, 'Hey. Sorry I was in a mood the other day. Can I take you on a date tomorrow night?'\n\nAfter a few minutes he received a response, 'I'm seeing Gerrick. Monday work?'\n\nJake grimaced at the thought of his competition, still wondering what she saw in him, 'Yeah, Monday works. Love ya sis.'\n\n'Not as much as I love you!' her message came complete with an eggplant and dog bone emoji. Jake wished she realized how serious he was being, supposing he would have to show her himself on Monday.\n\n...\n\nA soft gentle smacking of lips filled the small cabin room as Abby and Jake remained tied together. The muzzles of the two young pups were locked almost as tightly as their genitals, tongues gliding along each other. The low light of the moon illuminated the space around them and as Jake rested down from the kiss, he caught a glint in his sister's eye. It was a look that he would never forget, sending shivers through him, a longing in his heart that he felt might destroy him. He couldn't have known that he would see it for years to come, every time they made love to each other. It was a look she would only ever give him, even unbeknownst to herself. \n\nTheir hearts both beat wild and the young pup whispered, “Abby... I love you.”\n\nThe other young poodle smiled softly, that gaze of hers washing over her brother with the moonbeams, “Not as much as I love you.”"
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