Coach had Brutus knot Chad regularly to make sure she would produce a litter of studs. Bruno was right, Chad did enjoy being mounted. He was a horndog bitch in heat, and he needed a stud. He heard scratching sound. He discovered that Master Bruno's neighbor's weiner dog was male, and a good digger. He emerged from under the fence and was jumping up and down trying to court Chad. Chad was a quick study, and crouched down so that weiner boy and he could do the dirty.
"REXIE!" shouted a shrill voice, "Rexie! Din din, rexie!" Weiner dog had done his job, and disappeared back under the fence in answer to his master's call.
So weiner dog was Rexie. Chad thought about all the dogs he knew of. Most seemed to be male: Bounder, Rover, Sammy, Duke, Tackleberry- but were all of those boys? He wondered how many were, and how many were fixed. There were lots of dogs in the neighborhood, if only Chad could escape. Or if only the studs came to him. He walked the length of the rope which secured his collar to the stake in the middle of Bruno's backyard.
Chad went to work digging around the stake. He could hear Bounder barking and digging on the opposite fence from Rexie's fence. He dug faster. If he could get the stake up, he could dig on Master Bruno's side of the fence, and get with Bounder even faster.
Chad's new dog heat last consumed him. The fact that he thought of homes and fences in either terms of his master or the dogs that lived there was telling. His parents lived next door. Bounder was his dog. But those thoughts and memories were suppressed by whatever coach and Master Bruno had done to him. Chad didn't really care anymore about what was or will be at some later date. He only cared about getting a nice warm hard penis inside him. He had considered himself a stud, but now he only wanted to be studded.
"C'mon, loosen up, you stupid stake," Chad growled. Then he turned his head toward the fence where Bounder seemed to have stopped digging. Chad barked, "Hey, Bounder, hurry up. I got some hot pussy just waiting here for you. That's it Bounder dig faster."
A yapping noise and new male scent came from Rexie's yard. Then a human voice boomed.
"Rexie, this is Zorro. Play nice! My your Zorro is fast, Karen!" Rexie's master said.
"Bitch in heat! Bitch in heat!" a shrill yapping sounded.
"Hole under fence," barked Chad.
A Zorro in the pussy was worth ten Bounders on the wrong side of a fence.