Mutt

Mutt Part 9

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Mutt Part 9

On Monday Frank called a staff meeting to officially announce my promotion. The Vice Presidents of all the various departments were in attendance. Dad hadn't told anyone what the meeting was about. I don't think anyone suspected that my new car was a company car, they just assumed that now that I'd married into money I could afford a nicer car. He hadn't officially moved me into the new penthouse office yet. So there was no reason to suspect that I was being promoted. I'm sure that several of them were hoping for Frank to retire and pass the reins to them. In fact with some of them it was a running joke with Dad.

We all assembled in the corporate meeting room with Dad at the head of the table. The other VPs were all large breed purebreds, the smallest one was a Doberman who stood about six feet three inches tall. I looked so out of place standing just barely over five feet tall, and of very dubious breeding. None of the other VPs took me any more seriously than they had to.

When everyone was seated Dad stood up at the head of the table. He started talking about what great shape the company was in and how he'd assembled the greatest staff of Vice Presidents and upper management anywhere in the industry. This brought a huge cheer from the assemblage.

"But despite this great group I've assembled I haven't been able to step back and hand the reins of the company to any of you because despite your management skills none of you has shown the leadership skills to take charge of this company and let me retire to just being the CEO involved in just the big picture." This quieted the crowd instantly.

"That is until just now. I've finally developed someone that I feel confident can move the company forward without me leading them by the hand..." All of them was thinking and hoping that it was going to be them, and I can guarantee that all of them gave no thought that it could possibly be me.

The one that seemed the most sure that it was him was Bryan, the VP of Marketing. He was a Great Dane who was even taller than Dad, only by an inch, but not nearly as imposing. You could almost see him composing his acceptance speech in his mind. He was always bragging about how marketing was the backbone of the company, and how the company would fall apart without his guidance. The grin on his muzzle was exposing his dazzling white teeth.

"Before I introduce the new President of Fürstenberg Industries I need to let you all know that I expect you all to give him your total support. Anything that you would do for me I expect you to do for him. And I mean ANYTHING. He will have complete authority and will have my complete and unequivocal support." This caused a bit of a murmur, but not a mutiny since most of them were still hoping that they were the candidate in question.

"Well without further ado I'll introduce the new President of Fürstenberg Industries... Ethan come up to the front..."

At first there was a chuckle from the group. Their immediate response was that Dad was joking. Then there was a collective gasp and silence as they realized that it wasn't a joke. I stood up and walked to the front next to Dad.

"I'd like to present Ethan Rhodes, the new President of this company. As I said I expect you to give him your full support."

There was a murmur of disbelief, but no one had the balls to outright question Dad's decision. It was then that I realized that I needed to address the this august assemblage. I hadn't prepared a speech but I was pretty good at speaking extemporaneously. I realized then that I was so short as to get lost in this room of towering dogs, but Dad had thought about it in advance. Under the table, obscured by the tablecloth was the stool that I stood on when he took my virginity on his desk. He pulled it out with his foot and slid it over to me. It was a double edged sword, I was at least eye level with the rest of the executives, but of course everyone knew that I was standing on a stool. But I was sure that Dad knew best so I went with it.

"First I'd like to thank Dad... er... I mean Mr. Fürstenberg, for trusting me with the company." That wasn't a slip up, I'd intended to place it firmly in their mind that I was the boss's son, well at least his son-in-law. "I know all of you are some of the best in your fields. But what has made this company the flagship that all other corporations try to emulate is the leadership that Mr. Fürstenberg has been able demonstrate. With as talented and headstrong, and I mean that as a complement, as all of you are it would be a potential disaster if the right dog wasn't leading. You would all be pulling in different directions which would mean that we would be going nowhere. Dad... er... Mr. Fürstenberg has been able to harness you all as a team of horses and persuaded you to work for the good of the team. With his guidance I hope to be able to do the same thing."

It wasn't a long speech but I set the ground work for what I needed to do.

"As I said previously, I expect all of you to give Ethan the EXACT same respect and cooperation that you've shown me. If you're not willing to do that I will be more than willing to accept your resignations. While I have a high opinion of all of you none of you is indispensable. You're all dismissed." Dad said to them and then he put his massive arm around my shoulder.

There were grumblings, quiet undertones of discontent about the situation which made me worry just a little that this wasn't going to be as smooth of a transition as I'd hoped.

"Let's get you settled into your new office Son." He replied as he picked up the stool and led me to the private elevator that led to the top floor. "First I want to show you my new office, I had it put in while you were on your honeymoon."

It was right next to his old office and on the front was a sign stating, Frank Fürstenberg, CEO. The sign was new. The office itself had already been completed when I came back from my honeymoon but it had been locked up. He opened the door and led the way in. It was slightly larger than his old office and sitting in it was his old desk complete with the "stain of shame" on the top. But all of the other furniture was new and the mahogany paneling was varnished to a high gloss. Like his other office this one had a hardwood floor instead of carpet. My guess for that was that it was easier to clean spooge off of hardwood than it was to shampoo it out of carpet. He set the stool down beside his desk

"I'll probably be coming in everyday until you get on your feet, but I plan on being here a lot less often after my grandchildren are born..." He said with a grin. "But now let's go see your office."

We went back to his old office. I hadn't noticed when we went past that the name plate was covered over with a wooden cover. He reached up and pulled it off. The new name tag read Ethan Rhodes, President. He opened the door and led me in. The office was pretty much the same as it had been other than it had received a new coat of varnish. But it was dominated by a desk which was even higher than the old one had been.

I chuckled, "I'm gonna look pretty silly up there, like a pup in a highchair."

"Nonsense. You need the psychological advantage of height even more than I do. I've also made the very subtle change of making the visitors chairs three inches shorter."

"I'm going to need a ladder to get up into the chair." I said giggling.

"I've already thought of that and the front of the chair has rungs on it that you can climb up on to get into the chair." He said pulling it out and showing me.

"I've even made a new step for you." He said showing me a step similar to the one that he used when he gave me my cherryectomy.

"So you plan on fucking me in here." I asked hopefully.

"HELL NO! This is your territory. NO ONE AND I MEAN NO ONE IS TO FUCK YOU IN HERE! Not even ME. You are the dominant dog on this turf. That stool is so you can fuck the other executives." He said with a big grin.

"OK Daddy." I said as I grabbed his paw in mine and led him back to his new office. "Since you can't fuck me in my office how about if we christen your new office?" I said as I dropped my pants and stepped up on the stool, my legs spread and my balls setting right on the "stain of shame". I was already hard as a rock and leaking pre in anticipation of what was to come.

"Now how could I pass up an offer like that?" He responded. "But lets slow down and do this right." He said as he lifted me and set me down on the floor in front of him. He sat on one of the chairs and lifted a foot.

I got down on my knees where I belonged and started to take off his shoes. To my surprise I realized that there were plenty of dominance pheromones coming off of them. Even though they didn't need to come off to get his slacks off I decided to remove his socks too. An even more intense wave of dominance pheromones burst forth and almost overwhelmed my senses. I brought his huge right foot paw up to my nose and inhaled deeply. I sighed with the intensity of the feeling.

I'd never thought of feet as being erotic but I wanted to make love to his. My tongue snaked out and licked the sole of his foot. I just about got an overdose of pheromones which made my dick throb almost painfully. It took all of my will power not to cum right then.

Then I took each of his toes in my muzzle and sucked on them as I stared up submissively at him. He just grinned his approval back at me. I repeated the process with the left foot paw. But when I was finished I took his big toe into my muzzle and started bobbing up and down on it like it was a cock. The funny thing is it wasn't too much smaller than my cock. My cock in the meantime was a slimy mess as pre had been leaking the whole time.

At that point Dad looked away from my ministrations on his feet and saw the state that my cock was in. He grinned and while I was masturbating his left big toe with my muzzle he reached with his right foot paw and started sliding his spit slickened foot paw over my rampant if tiny erection.

Soon he had my sheath bunched up at the base of my boner and had my cock gripped between his big toe and second toe and was masturbating me in time with my bobbing on his big toe. The faster I bobbed the faster his toes worked up and down my cock. It didn't take long for me to go over the edge. My knot started to form and he gripped it tightly between his toes.

"Aaarrrghhh!" I cried out around the big toe filling my muzzle as the spooge spurted out of my boner and then ran down onto Daddy's foot. I spasmed a few times before he released my knot and stuck his soiled foot into my face. I don't shoot a large load but there was enough that I needed to clean it off. I licked his foot clean and then kissed it as I set it down.

He stood up from the chair and I knew to finish undressing him. I unbuckled his belt and his Kiton K-50 slacks and let them slide down his long powerful legs, his quads were so big and muscular that they didn't slide down them easily. But when they were down around his ankles he stepped out of them so I could fold them and put them on the chair.

Now the object of my desire was right before my eyes, encased in black silk boxers. Well I should say barely encased, it was struggling to burst out of its confinement. I didn't make it struggle to escape any longer. I gripped the waistband and pulled it forward and down so it could clear the massive erection jutting out at a forty-five degree angle. I patiently pulled them down and after he stepped out of them folded them and placed them on top of his pants.

I couldn't properly care for his doghood on my knees since I couldn't reach it from there so I pulled the stool over and knelt on it which put his beautiful cock right at muzzle level. It was close to ten inches of hard gnarled doghood encased it a sheath that could barely accommodate it while it was erect. Two inches of it were extending out of the tip of his sheath and of course being a big alpha male it was just burbling pre to ready his partner to accommodate him.

I took the bulbous head into my muzzle, it barely fit, and started sucking on it as I slid his sheath up and down the shaft as I eagerly nursed on it. That didn't last long as Daddy was ready for more. He gripped my under my arms and lifted me up.

He laid me on my back on top of the desk with my head hanging over the edge of the desk. He guided that massive member into my muzzle and soon was forcing it down my throat. I knew enough to breath through my nose as his cock was soon all the way down my gullet.

"Hey I can see my cock in your throat." He said.

Then he did something that I'd never imagined before. He wrapped his paw around his cock while it was in my throat and started to slowly jerk himself off with my throat. His paw was sliding up and down my cock. Or should I say that my throat was sliding up and down my cock.

It felt weird, but it had me hard as a rock. Just the thought of what he was doing to me was so intense. It spoke of his complete mastery of me and made me want to give myself to him unconditionally. I could just imagine how it would feel to him. The sad thing is with how short my little dick was I'd never be able to do that to anyone no matter how much I wanted to.

But eventually he wanted to move on and he pulled out of my throat. He lifted me off of the desk. With one foot he pushed the stool to the edge of the desk right below the "stain of shame" and set me down on it, my balls resting right on the stain. I spread my legs wide to give him complete access to me.

Without even removing his jacket and tie, he knelt behind me, spreading my cheeks wide with those huge powerful paws. My tiny little pucker was exposed to him to do with as he pleased. I felt his warm breath on it and then I felt the wet velvety texture of his of his tongue as it licked my cleft. He licked it several times before he worked it into my little pucker. I was still tight but after taking him on a couple of occasions I wasn't virginally tight. It didn't take him long to get the tip in.

He then coated the middle finger of his right hand with some of the copious precum that was oozing from his massive dickhead and he brought that up to my pucker. He eased it into me and slowly worked it in and out. To my surprise he kept it away from my prostate as he stretched me out.

Soon he was ready and he positioned himself behind me. He rubbed his fat pre slickened glans up and down my crevice a couple of times teasingly. Finally on one of the upward passes I pushed back, capturing the head in my eager little orifice. He was already pushing upward and soon had a quarter of his maleness planted firmly in my rectum.

"It looks like you want it bad Son..." He said as he held steady. "Why don't you beg for it and show me how much you NEED it." He said with his trademark bark-like laugh.

"Please Daddy!" I begged. "I want to be a Fürstenberg by injection like you promised..."

He chuckled and replied. "I did say that, didn't I. Don't worry I'll be injecting a HUGE quantity of Fürstenberg genetic material into you." He grabbed my wrist and guided it to those two pendulous orbs that would have been more at home on a farm animal and said. "They're full and I plan on emptying them completely into you Son."

He then put both of his paws onto my hips and worked his way into me with one slow steady thrust until those huge balls were snug up against my tight little puppy sized balls. It was always a turn on feeling them against mine.

Soon he was thrusting into me, his coat tails flapping as he made me his bitch. Or rather made me his pup. There was a big difference. You are dominated in both, but in the case of being his bitch it is of showing you your place. When it comes to being his pup he is showing you that he loves you.

"Don't worry son. I won't give you as rough as a fuck as I gave Higgins the other day. He's just an employee, not family." He said with a chuckle as he slowly long dicked me making sure he played my prostate like a bow on a fiddle. It was always so intense when you cum by having your prostate stimulated. At least for me it was more intense than when I stimulated my cock. But maybe part of that was knowing that I had a big strong alpha dog doing me up properly.

True to his word he fucked me slowly and tenderly at first. Each thrust was punctuated emphatically when those massive balls slapped up against mine. Of course I couldn't help but dribble pre onto the already stained surface of his desk. My goal was to eventually contribute more to it than any of the other executives.

From a sheer pleasure aspect no one ever made me feel like he did. It was the total package. Dominance Pheromones... Musk... the size, of his cock and just of him in general... the confidence... the skill of his cocksmanship... how he knew just how to take control... how he could make me feel how I belonged to him... And so many more things that made it so I couldn't do anything else but submit to him.

As he continued to slowly work that huge cock in and out of my now relaxed asshole he brought his right arm up to my chest and hugged me against him protectively. "That's it Son. You may be married to my daughter but you belong to me." He said in a matter-of-fact manner. Then he started to lick the back of my neck affectionately.

As I said before I never had a father before. I'd never even had a father figure before. All of the male Purebred teachers at school respected how smart I was, but none ever took me under his wing. Why would any of them consider it, I was a genius but I was a Mutt. Who would lower themselves to mentor a Mutt when there were other Purebred students to latch onto.

Before I'd met Frank I never had any idea of what I'd been missing. It struck a primal chord somewhere deep inside of me. Despite what had happened on the honeymoon everything else he'd done with me had been nurturing and positive.

My cock was throbbing, I knew I wouldn't last much longer so I begged, "I need my injection now Daddy."

"I think you're right Son." He said and slowly changed the pace from tender to passionate and then from passionate to desperate. He started hammering me harder than he'd even fucked Higgins. And I wasn't complaining.

All I could manage was to let out an "Ooof" every time his cock bottomed out in me and his sack smacked into mine like a wrecking ball. He made me beg for it. I knew it was only fantasy but I desperately wanted to be a Fürstenberg by injection. Just the thought of him filling me with his seed always gave me an instant erection wherever I happened to be. And I thought about it more often than I cared to admit.

"Please breed me Daddy!" I pleaded.

"So you want to be a Fürstenberg Son?"

"Yes Daddy! PLEASE!"

I could feel his knot starting to form as he finally started the short sharp thrusts that would seat his cock as deep as possible in my rectum. Once I could feel it starting to form I clamped down hard on it and it quickly filled to it's full size, locking him to me. It stretched me to near the bursting point. Then his huge balls drew up and started to empty themselves into me. It felt so good to have his seed jetting into my bowels.

"Aaaarrghh!" I cried out as I sprayed the "Stain of Shame" with a new coat of cum.

As always Daddy held me close to him and carried me over to the leather easy chair against the back wall and sat down still locked deep inside me. He started licking my ear. That's normally what you do to a bitch to calm her down when you are tied to her. But it worked just as well on me. It felt so good and relaxing while Daddy continued my injection.

"You're going to be plenty busy learning to run this company. But I still want to get together to do some Father/Son kind of stuff. Some of it we can combine business with pleasure. It's one of the perks of being the President of the company. Fürstenberg Industries has a corporate box at Marlins Park. We can bring some clients out there to wine and dine and talk business and still have plenty of time to spend with each other."

"Plus we can bring clients out on the Filthy Rich to wine and dine them and take them fishing. One thing I haven't pointed out to you yet is that the Filthy Rich is owned by Fürstenberg Industries."

"I thought it was owned by you Daddy." I said and then moaned quietly as the slight movement from talking made his huge cock caress my prostate.

"It makes much more sense from a financial standpoint. It's a big corporate write off. The paperwork was written up saying it's use is at the discretion of the CEO and the President. Until now that was just me. Now you have just as much right to use her as I do. It also means that you are now Vince's boss." You could feel the glee in his voice as he said it. Then he paused to let it sink in...

We discussed business for the remainder of the time we were tied then. When we eventually came apart an hour later we showered together and Dad took me out to lunch.

One of the things that Dad excelled at was his ability and willingness to delegate. Most dogs in his position were micromanagers. Dad had put together a very competent team and let them run their own department. Most of his competitors worked sixty to eighty hour weeks and didn't get as good of results as Dad did in his typical 40 hour week. That was one of the things he was teaching me.

"Son you are going to have to bring in each of the Vice Presidents one at a time and make sure that they know who the boss is. If they can't accept you as the boss they need to be fired. Don't worry I will have your back on getting rid of any of them that can't accept that they are the underling of a Mutt."

"I would suggest that you get your feet on the ground with some of the less alpha of the group. That doesn't mean that they aren't competent. They are good in their department but can't stand up to some of the more aggressive VPs. After you get them out of the way then I would work on the most aggressive ones while your confidence is up."

"Don't worry if any of them try to get physical with you I'll be watching through the two way mirror from the back room. If any of them do get physical with you they will rue the day they were born. There is not a single dog in this company who's ass I can't kick despite my age." He said with a chuckle.

"I guess I could start tomorrow morning. Digby would be a good one to start with. He respects me already. And being in charge of quality control he's had to take a back seat to all the other department VPs."

"That's a good choice. I selected him because he's anal retentive. And trust me he enjoyed being anally retained when I took his virginity. I don't fuck him too often because he's too easy. He's not strong like you Son."

"But I'm not strong Daddy..."

"Trust me Son. You have more inner strength than any of them. You just have to learn how to bring it out."

I called Digby into my office Tuesday morning. I liked Digby. He was a Bernese Mountain Dog. Which made him a large dog but not one of the overly aggressive ones. He stood about six feet four inches tall and he weighed in at about two hundred forty pounds. According to Dad he didn't have any skeletons in his closet, but we wouldn't need any to get him to fall in line.

I heard him knock at the door. I made sure I had already crawled up into my chair so he didn't get to see me have to climb into it. "Come on in Digby." I said cordially.

The door opened and Digby walked to the front of the desk. He stood in front of the desk and offered me his paw. I took it and pumped it a couple of times. "I'd like to congratulate you on the promotion Sir." He said with respect in his voice.

"Thank you Digby. I'm glad that you seem to understand that despite the rumblings from some quarters that I truly am the boss here. I'm going to try to keep as much of the old team as possible but if anyone isn't ready to be a team player and treat me with the respect due to my position they will be replaced."

"I understood that quite plainly when Mr. Fürstenberg stated that he expected us to treat you with the same respect that we treated him."

"I believe he also said that he expected you to do anything for me that you did for him. Do you have a problem with that?"

"No Sir." He said and to my surprise he started to remove his shoes.

"That's it. I see you know the routine..."

"Yes Sir." He said without enthusiasm but also without any rancor or animosity. My guess was he didn't expect me to be packing much so it wouldn't be very satisfying to him.

He took off his slacks and his briefs. He wasn't huge but more than adequately endowed. His flaccid cock looked similar to Max's so I guessed he'd probably be about eight inches when he was erect. He proceeded to remove his suit and shirt and hung them on the back of his chair.

I stood up and came around my desk. He was well over a foot taller than I was when I stood in front of him. But he immediately got to his knees and started to remove my shoes. Soon in addition to them he removed my slacks and black silk boxers. You could see him deflate even more when he saw my itty bitty cock.

"You seem a bit disappointed." I chided.

"No Sir. It's pretty much what I'd expected. It's just that I'm used to Mr. Fürstenberg." He dutifully brought his muzzle down to my cock and took it into his muzzle. Soon he was bobbing up and down on it. Little did he know that I had a secret weapon in store for him. Or at least I hoped I did. This would be my chance to try out if what worked on Max would work on others.

Because I was so short he had to bend over to reach my cock even though he was on his knees. On his knees he was almost as tall as I was. As he was getting me ready I rubbed his ears. "That's a good pup." I said condescendingly. He was at least in his early forties, so he was more than twice my age and size and he was just about groveling in front of me. I was aware of how intense the dominance pheromones were becoming. The visual cue of having a potentially dominant dog kneeling submissively in front of you and sucking your cock had me pumping out dominance pheromones and musk like a real alpha. With his nose in my pubes, where he was getting high concentrations of both, you could just see him becoming more and more submissive.

I knew he was ready and I pulled his muzzle off of my cock. "Assume the position Pup."

He assumed the position on the side of my desk. His large furry balls sitting on the edge of the desk. His cock was no longer completely flaccid, it was semi-erect. My guess was that my dominance pheromones were starting to get to him.

I pulled the platform that Dad had had made for me out from under the desk and slid it between his legs. "You're gonna love this. Before it's over you're gonna be begging for it..." I bragged. I was pretty confident about that despite my size. And the confidence is what makes the Alpha I was beginning to learn.

I bent over to prepare his pucker. I'm sure he didn't really need it to take someone my size especially since he'd already been broken in by Dad, but I understood that it was part of the psychology of the act. I got him nice and sloppy wet. I reached around and explored his package with my paw. He was similar in size to Max which was fairly impressive.

"Not bad. I'll bet I can milk a pretty big load out of those. You're gonna be the one to christen my pretty new desk..." I said as I slid myself in making a deliberate attempt to headbutt his prostate on the way in.

He gasped. I knew it was going to work. My paw was still wrapped around his cock and I could feel it jump. I pulled back and slammed it in harder.

He gasped again and cried out, "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"

"That's what it's like to get fucked by a real Alpha stud. Size isn't everything. It's about attitude and how you use it. I told you I'd have you begging for it."

I pulled out and jammed it back in again. I felt his cock jerk again and I felt the first rush of precum jet out of his cock and onto the surface of my brand new desk. And with that I knew he was mine forever. I started hammering away on his prostate like my cock was a battering ram and I was storming a castle. Despite himself he started to knot up and I gripped the base of his knot as I pounded away at him.

"OH FUCK!!!!" He cried out as he started to cum uncontrollably. I used my paw to direct where his cum was spraying on my desk. And I wasn't anywhere near ready to cum yet.

I didn't really want to tie with him while I was standing on my platform. I just stood steady while I felt his tight little ass clenching around my cock each time he spurted. It felt great but it didn't come close to bringing me over the edge. Finally I let go of his knot and pulled out while he collapsed forward into his own puddle of cum.

He panted for a while to catch his breath. While he recuperated I went over to the leather easy chair and sat down on it. I hadn't cum yet, but just the sight of him bent over the desk with his tail up and his asshole still spasming was enough to keep me hard. While I waited I removed my jacket and shirt. I didn't want them covered in Berner cum, which would be likely with what I had in mind.

"Well Pup. Didn't I tell you that you were gonna get much more than you expected." I asked. You could hear the smirk in my voice.

"Yes Sir. But I never expected it to be like that. Even Mr. Fürstenberg never made me cum like that..."

"Well I'm not nearly done with you. Come over here."

He stood up and walked over to me. Since there had been no pressure on his knot it had already come down and slipped back into his sheath. I guided him up until his knees were on either side of my hips. Then I pulled him down on my lap. Our cocks were together and I put my paws around the both of them. I was still hard and he was starting to get hard again. It was obvious that he had a new found respect for my little willy.

"You're gonna fuck yourself on my dick. I want you to show me how much you want your Alpha."

He lifted up and moved his ass forward until he was over my cock and then he let himself down on it. He used his legs to raise and lower himself on my cock, angling his body to get my cock to plow directly into his prostate. Soon he was spurting precum on my belly and chest.

He didn't have to go up and down very far because of how small I was. I took advantage of it to bite on his nipples which caused him to leak even more intensely.

"Don't cum until I'm locked in you." I warned him.

"Please hurry and tie me Sir. I can't last much longer." He begged.

By this time his submissive pheromones were almost as thick as my dominance pheromones. The combination of the two was always much more intense than the two separately. I could feel my knot start to thicken and so did he.

He sat down on my lap and ground his ass hard against my lap. I could feel his sphincter grabbing my knot in a death grip as he ground down on it. I could also see his knot forming again.

"I can't hold back any longer Sir!" And with that he came explosively, the first shot hitting my chin. He pulled me close to him as all the muscles in his body contracted in an overpowering orgasm.

I wrapped my arms around him as I finally exploded into his rectum. We were cumming in time with each other because his contractions on my cock were milking every drop of cum out of my balls.

We were locked together, which was just the thing for bonding. We both had released oxytocin and were receptive to bond with whoever was with us. Once the sperm rich fraction of our orgasm had finished I took advantage of the situation to pull his head down to mine and forced my tongue into his muzzle. He didn't resist. In fact he pushed his muzzle against mine urgently. He let my tongue wrestle with his, but it was obvious who was taking the lead.

When we finally broke the kiss I looked up at him and smiled. "This is what I call a merger and acquisition..." I said with a chuckle,

"I hope I pay dividends for you Sir!" He said with an eager grin.

"I always knew you were a team player. A good team player is always willing to take one for the team..." I said with a wry smile.

"Sir I'll always be more than willing to take one from you anytime. That was amazing!" He said breathlessly.

"Keep doing a great job and I'm sure I'll be fucking your ass on a regular basis." I said then added. "You know when you leave here everyone is going to know that you've been fucked by a Mutt. How are you going to feel about that?"

"Sir you'd earned my respect before I came in here and now I can see why Mr. Fürstenberg picked you. Anyone that has a problem with me submitting to you can go fuck themselves."

"If they make fun of you getting fucked by a Mutt let me know who did it so I can make sure they pay for it when it's their turn. You've made a real good impression on me Digby. I think your future is bright with the company."

"Thank you Sir." He concluded.

I only stayed tied to him for about fifteen minutes. I could tell he was disappointed when it ended. He didn't bother cleaning up before he put his clothes back on and walked out the door. Everyone was going to know that this big purebred had been fucked by a Mutt, but he didn't seem to care.