You howl loudly, when you feel the large shaft press into you.
The dog, seemingly taking this as a provocation, bites down on your neck.
He doesn't do it with any real force, but shows you what will happen, should you resist him.
It doesn't take long before his thrusts become short and forceful, until he finally shoves his knot inside.
You shove your face into the ground to suppress a howl of pain, scared of what the beast may do, if you were to anger it.
You initially thought that you would have a moment of peace after the dog knotted you,
only to discover that the dog has already turned around, trying to pull out.
He pulls hard enough that you start being dragged behind him, your entire body being pulled along,
until he manages to get a bit more leverage, pulling out with a sudden motion.
You yelp loudly, despite the dogs warning, unable to suppress your cry due to the sudden pain.
It seems you won't get to rest today, judging from the fact that the other dog, Satan, has already walked up behind you.
The same thing happens again. You are penetrated and used until the dog is satisfied, before he pulls out, knot still inflated.
They continue doing this for what feels like hours, at some point transitioning to knot-fucking you.
You finally get to rest when the sun starts setting.
The dogs make you follow them and make you curl up between them, once you reach your new sleeping place.
You close your eyes, hoping this week will pass quickly.
The week passes similarly.
You spend most of the day being fucked by the dogs, who only stop to eat, dring or sleep.
The day always ends with you sleeping between them, while Boomer positions himself in a way that allows him to rest his balls on your face, filling your enhanced senses with the scent of his crotch.
It's the third day, when you discover that you seem to enjoy being penetrated by the larger dog.
The discovery scares you, but you finally decide to indulge in the pleasure, judging it to be more acceptable than the pain.
You start to enjoy it more and more, until the fifth day, on wich you actively tempt the dogs to mount you for the first time,
shaking you ass at them in the hopes that they will fuck you.
The week is over and you decide to have a little bit more fun with the dogs before you have to leave.
You bend over and lift your tail, displaying the thick donut that your pucker had turned into over the past week.
The air blowing on you sensitive hole already makes you shiver.
Ken just arrived at the pen and is staring at his brother's dog being fucked by the two larger dogs.
"Uhh, he... seems to be enjoying himself? Should i come back later?" He says, turning to Bruno.
"No, no, it's fine. They're well trained, so i can just call them over." Bruno whistles. "Boomer! Satan!"
The two dogs run over, Satan quickly pulling out of Scot, leaving him gaping.
Ken looks at the dog lying on the ground. "Is he okay?"
Bruno laughs at the question. "He's fine! Dogs tend to turn out like that when they can't get stimulation the normal way."
He looks over at Scot. "But he seems to like it more than most. Maybe he's always been gay? Who knows." Bruno smiles at his own words.
"Can i take him with me like this? He seems pretty tuckered out." Ken is somewhat concerned.
"Just clip the leash to his collar and he'll start following you in no time." Bruno says with absolute certainty.
You already noticed your brother when Satan pulled out of you, but only get up, now that he's approaching you.
He claps a leash to your collar and starts leading you away, while you take one last look at the two large dogs.
Your brother leads you to his car, drives you home, brings you inside and leaves after a few minutes.
That leaves you here, on all fours, neutered and with your swollen pucker craving dog dick.