There was no one downstairs. The game was on and Metal’s favorite game was paused, but there was no one at the controls. 

Metal’s shorts were abandoned in front of the couch, and Sammy’s had been dropped at the kitchen. The trail of clothes lead upstairs, where her panties were left guarding Metal’s doorway.

The house was mostly quiet except for a loud creaking. 

But for Sammy, on her back and looking up at the wolf she thought of as a little brother, the tiny room was full of soul-rattling sound.

Her own breathing was like the rush of the tide, and his came like the huff of a machine at the limits of its capacity. 

She was on her back, kept up by her elbows, her legs wrapped around the waist of a little blue wolf. 

He looked back at her, face inches from her chest and tongue practically lolling out like a dog at a car window. “Say it, Bitch.” He managed to pant at her.

She had a hard time saying anything. Mewing and whimpering cascaded from her lips like she was a frightened little kitten. The way her legs wrapped around his waist and pulled him close to her re-enforced the sensation. Everything about this was frightening, actually.

Sammy could feel her heart pounding all throughout her body. It was pounding right behind her ears, like it wanted to deafen her. But she could also feel it pounding between her legs, every time the wolf pushed himself inside her. Each time his member rammed into her greedy maw, she felt her hear beat against the impact, reverberating through the rest of her body, pulsing through her stomach and chest and against the tips of her toes and fingers and escaping her throat as a sweet, primal declaration of her submission.

“B-bitch! Say it.!” He was wearing a normal expression. Scrunched up in focus. She saw him look that way when he would do homework or try to solve a puzzle. But now he was dominating her. That cute little face that made her smile because of its innocence was putting her in her place, something she had never felt with any boy her own age. She also had never felt the sting of a man’s slap across her face, as he delivered it after she made him wait.

“I-I promise!” She finally spat out, feeling like her heart was breaking as her little pup degraded her. “I promise I’ll ohh! Mff! I promise I’ll dump him, Daddy!” But even as her heart was crushed into a fine dust, she felt something else take its place. He hadn’t ordered her to call him that. 

He slapped her more, feeling the way her walls squeezed him every time he did. Feeling her body go beyond submitting to his, fully accepting his presence inside and gripping him with a fanatic fervor.

“I’ll dump my boyfriend D-Daddy, j- oooh -just please fucking me, daddy.”

The words were catching in her throat. ”It’s ‘cuz he’s filling me up” She thought in the back of her mind.  ”His big alpha cock is filling me up, and squeezing all the slut out of me”
The boy reached up and grabbed her throat, gripping it just enough to see her eyes light up with excitement and feel the rush of juices splash against his cock as his dominance brought his girl to her climax.

I’m his bitch. Daddy owns me. “You own me, Daddy I’m your whore!” Fuck me daddy!

The wolf snarled in his kitten’s face, ramming his hips forward and sending two more inches of wolf inside her, and it throbbed with pride as he saw the shock in her eyes. 

She thought he was mostly finished taking her. He was already larger than her boyfriend, but he was still burying more cock in her. 

“D-daddy, s-stop, w-what’s -” but she was cut off by a second orgasm, her legs twitching around him and he slammed himself forward, forcing her unprepared body to cradle nine inches of wolf inside her, teasing her lips with his knot and smiling as he prepared to finish.

Sammy’s whole body was on fire and at the same time she felt completely hollowed out. There was so much happening.

As she felt herself climbing higher and higher, reaching her last and biggest climax with her lover, a thought surfaced to her consciousness.

“No, we were fighting yesterday.”

And then the sound of her alarm clock pierced the heavenly smut that her dream had created for her. Real memories crashed into her mind, tearing her vision to pieces.

Metal had called her a slut. He was getting gross. She wasn’t taking it, and they screamed at each other.

Sammy blinked and reached out form under her covers, throwing the alarm to the ground as the real world began intruding into her senses as well. She was under her covers, naked except for her panties. Her hand was crammed in between her thighs, and there was a hot puddle between her legs, and a handsome little pup still fresh in her mind.

There was a knock on the door and her mom’s voice brought Sammy back fully to the current day.
“Sammy, don’t sleep in all day, you have to babysit Metal tonight”

She closed her eyes, body still in the grips of a blissful climax, mind struggling with why she was fighting with her favorite guy, and heart fluttering at the dream of degrading herself for him.

”Fuck”