A Good Little Bitch

By ZendayaBeast.
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A moan was ripped from her throat, rough and ragged. Cum soaked her fingers as she pressed them further into her ass, hole sloppy and abused, wrecked loose. Zendaya’s eyes rolled back, head pressed against the cushion she was curled up on, hair sticking to her face, and her whole body covered in sweat.

The movement drew her attention, head-turning just enough to watch as Noon pressed closer to her, far too furry and warm for how hot Zendaya felt. But she didn’t complain as Noon cuddled closer, the dog’s sinful tongue lulling out of his mouth, breath on the back of his neck.

Noon started to lap at her skin, a slight whine escaping him that made Zendaya’s fingers fuck into her faster. The collar around her neck constricted as he swallowed hard, one leg stretching out as she braced a foot against the bars of the kennel they were in, hearing the metal creak and moaning at the better angle the position gave her.

“Fuck” she cursed, pushing yet another finger into her used and abused asshole, her breath breaking. It sounded obscene, wet fucking sounds surrounding them, her pussy soaked and dripping where it was left untouched.

Her fingers weren’t enough. They never were, and Zendaya whined, a pitiful sound as she pressed back against Noon. Already she’d taken his knot three times, just this afternoon, but it wasn’t enough. She needed more, always needed more. Noon’s cum was leaking out of her at a steady rate, and Zendaya already missed the pressure of it stuffing her full, the warmth of Noon as he mounted her, the weight of him against her back, the desperate rutting into her as Noon bred his bitch-

“Noon, please,” Zendaya whimpered, feeling Noon’s hot breath on her sweat-slick skin, his long, wet tongue gently lapping at her back when Zendaya wanted it on her pussy, her clit, lapping at the hole Noon had fucked open on his knot, not even an hour before. But Noon couldn’t understand her no matter how much she begged, just nudged her with his cold nose and gave out a deep sigh as he settled in.

It was torture. Horrific torture, being so close to Noon and not getting what she needed. Zendaya gasped, her eyes shut tight. It took all of her willpower to stop fucking herself with her fingers, whimpering with a quiet sob when she stopped.

Her hand was soaked in cum. Zendaya groaned as she moved to her hands and knees, hoping the position might tempt Noon into fucking her again, reaching down to her pussy with his cum soaked hand. Her head hung between her shoulders, mouth agape as she teased her clit, small pleas dripping from her lips as she did.

From where her head hung, he had a clear view of Noon’s head perking up. The new position caught his attention more than words and pleas could. Zendaya’s breaths were nothing but pants and gasps as her strokes got more desperate. She didn’t want to get off, not like this, but she was so close, pussy aching for release.

Noon whined, and the sound went straight through Zendaya like a shot of arousal. She swallowed, not moving her fingers until she was certain she wouldn’t cum. When she was sure, she started teasing her clit again and then shifted until her ass was facing Noon.

“Please,” she knew how desperate she sounded, but she didn’t care, long ago coming to terms with being Noon’s bitch. Living to get bred on his knot, used whenever Noon wanted to. Bending over and presenting whenever Noon nudged at her thighs or ass no matter where in the house they might be, going without clothes, so there was never any delay. Falling asleep in Noon’s kennel and sometimes waking up when Noon’s cock breached any of her three holes, moans sleep slurred and joined by the obscene slapping of Noon’s balls against her.

Just the images, memories alone left her achingly empty. She reached back to pull her cheeks apart, presenting herself to Noon, hoping the dog would take pity on his bitch and breed her. Zendaya needed it, was desperate for it, willing to do anything to have that cock inside of her, to feel his knot swelling until it tied them together.

She couldn’t see Noon anymore, but she heard him move. Felt that cold nose bump against her forearm, then one of her cheeks, tongue flicking out to lick some of the cum off of her fingers. Zendaya whimpered into the cushion, mouth open, a wet spot forming from her drool as her eyes hazed over from the feeling of that tongue on her.

At last, she had Noon’s attention. And Noon was so good to her, lapping over to her hole to clean up the mess he’d made earlier – a mess that Zendaya had just made worse with her fingers. Cleaning up the cum that was still steadily leaking out of her, making Zendaya squirm, desperate for more but overstimulated and unable to stay still. She panted as Noon licked her thoroughly, from her hole down to her clit where the cum had dripped down, and Zendaya jerked forward and whined as he did.

Gods, but her pussy was aching. Every time that tongue slipped lower and lapped at her clit Zendaya jerked forward more, rutting against nothing, whining for the stimulation she wasn’t getting. It all felt good, but it wasn’t enough. Her pussy dripped with her fluid as Noon licked and started to whine.

Noon pawed at her, his claws making Zendaya let out a hiss, knowing they’d leave marks on her thighs and backside. That cold nose bumped her again a few times, and Zendaya wiggled her ass, spreading her cheeks impossibly wider, knowing it wouldn’t take much now to get Noon to mount her. Noon wanted to, nudging her here and there, letting out small whines, and Zendaya couldn’t help but press a string of pleas into the cushion.

And at long last, Zendaya felt that familiar weight dropped onto her. Noon’s nails were sharp and dug into her skin, but she didn’t care, gasping out as Noon already started to rut against her, his hot cock leaking pre everywhere it touched in Noon’s desperate attempt to fuck his bitch, to find and fuck her slutty hole raw.

Oh, but it didn’t take long for him to aim just right. The first several times, it had taken Zendaya leading Noon’s cock for him, guiding that tapered head to her slicked-up hole, a difficult task with how fast and hard Noon’s thrusts always were. But he’d long since gotten used to breeding Zendaya, knowing exactly how to cant his hips, head slipping a few times from the amount of cum and drool that he’d left all over Zendaya’s hole (and fuck, it was dripping with both cum and saliva, sloppy and loose and ready for Noon to fuck) but at last it caught. Noon shoved his cock into Zendaya, and she keened, face being pushed over and over into the dog bed.

She wasn’t given a chance to get used to it. Never was. Noon’s fucking was hard and fast, sloppy, his cock forced as far into her as it could get and just kept pressing in and in. His nails would leave more nasty red marks on her hips and thighs, but Zendaya’s skin was always littered with them now, Noon holding her still, trapping her between the dog bed and his cock.

All Zendaya could do was lay there, bent over and weighed down, taking what she was given. Noon fucked into her, and it was a dream, feeling that hot cock inside of her, feeling Noon’s cum dripping out of her as he fucked out what he’d spilled into her before. All Zendaya could do was cry out for more, begging him to knot her, breed her, make her his bitch – though she knew it wasn’t ever about what she wanted. She was Noon’s, to do with as Noon pleased. To take what Noon gave her because Noon wasn’t trying to please her wasn’t trying to get her off or make her feel good.

No, Noon was using her. She was nothing but Noon’s fucktoy, nothing but a sluthole for him to fill and fuck and fill some more.

The sounds were obscene. Wet squelching, Noon’s pants and interspaced whines, Zendaya’s loud moans and babbled pleas. Her fingers were still digging into her skin, still kept her cheeks nice and spread for her stud, trapped under Noon’s hips. With Noon’s cock swelling inside of her, it was getting harder to keep her hands where they were, harder to be a good bitch because all Zendaya wanted was to touch herself, to alleviate some of the aches in her pussy to get off so the pressure wouldn’t be quite so painful.

But it wasn’t about her, no matter how badly she wanted it. She made herself be good, squeezing around Noon’s cock as much as she could to encourage him on, desperate for that knot she could feel starting to tug at his hole. Noon was filling her up, stretching her open further and further, and if it weren’t for the number of times he’d done that today alone, it might have burned. It still burned a little raw from the fucking, from hanging off his knot so many times. Overly sensitive overwhelming, Zendaya loses herself to it all and cannot do anything but take and take and take.

Noon licked her back, hot breath on her skin. His balls hit her repeatedly, and Zendaya wanted her tongue on them to lick the salty sweat off of Noon’s balls, stretch her mouth around him, and moan while Noon came deep in her throat. It was a treat she only allowed herself every once in a while, and Zendaya was desperate for it, for the taste of him, knowing she’d have to lick her fingers clean once Noon was done knotting her. Her eyes rolled back at the thought, a noise escaping her as Noon’s knot swelled further, his fur sticking to Zendaya’s slick skin where they were pressed together.

It didn’t take but a few more thrusts before Noon’s knot swelled too much, and when Noon finally forced it until her, Zendaya cried out. Noon still kept rutting, spilling his watery cum deep into her, rutting it further and further in. Marking her, claiming her, for the whole world to know she was Noon’s bitch and belonged to him.

Zendaya still didn’t cum, not yet. She laid there and whined, feeling fuller and fuller, squeezing pitifully around Noon’s knot. Gods but she wanted it all, wanted every drop Noon could give her, and as Noon scratched her hips and thighs up further clawing for purchase, Zendaya finally let herself reach down with just one hand and thrust three fingers into her sopping cunt. Tears wet her lashes as she fucked herself, Noon’s cum still on her fingers and slicking the way until Zendaya came, her orgasm ripping through her and forcing her eyes shut while every spasm of her body milked Noon’s knot for more.

She was still hanging on Noon’s knot after her orgasm was done, groaning as Noon rutted away. Knot tugging at her hole, Noon licking at her back, cum leaking out of her even with Noon’s cock there to stuff most of it in. She wished she could stay like this all day, stuffed full of Noon, but Noon was already tugging away before his knot was ready to let him.

Zendaya whined, the weight lifted off of her – she wanted Noon back already, but it was never about what she wanted. As soon as the knot let them, Noon took his cock away, cum spilling out of Zendaya’s asshole and all down her pussy and thighs. She let herself fall to the side, still panting for breath, and she reached down with one shaking hand to coat her fingers in Noon’s cum to get a taste.

It was enough for now, she thought, wet fingers stuck in her mouth as she sucked them clean. Noon was licking his cock, but Zenday knew he’d soon come back to lick her clean too – he always did, Noon was so good to her, and Zendaya kept her legs nice and spread as she waited patiently for it.

Next time, she was indulging herself and sucking Noon off. The thought made her whimper around her fingers. It would be a treat for both of them, and it was entirely unfair to make Noon do all of the work all the time, even if Zendaya could never get enough of Noon fucking his knot and seed deep into her.

And Noon never seemed to have enough of breeding his bitch, either.

 

The End.

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*This story has been edited to fix spelling, punctuation, & basic grammar, but the narrative and plot have remained the same. Just remember, even with the limited editing we do, it doesn’t always mean the flaws in a story are always fixed.

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