It did not take long after saying 'goodbye' to Ice Cap and her lovely hat made of frozen water for you to backtrack back to the fork in the road that had so devilishly tricked you before. You had placed so much faith on the left side of that fork that the sting of betrayal still ran deep. You weren't sure if you'd ever be able to trust a random path in the middle of the woods ever again.
Putting aside those feelings of fear and mistrust away for now, you departed down the right path of the fork and began walking towards where you hoped Sans, Papyrus and, most importantly, the exit to this dreadful place were waiting for you.
After a few more minutes of wandering, you began to fear that the trail had tricked you once again to walking off to nowhere when you ran into something wholly unexpected: someplace.
That place specifically being another sentry station that looked almost exactly like Sans's, with the exception of a distinct lack of condiments lining the inside of the booth. Instead, there were a few knives, some bone-shaped dog treats, and a woman sitting in a small wooden chair in the center of it all.
The woman - named 'Doggo' according the nameplate above her head - had short, black hair with dog ears sticking out the top, white eyebrows, a pink A-shirt with a cartoony dog printed on the front, yellow pants with black polka dots and a white dog tail sticking out a hole in the rear, and black combat boots. You could tell by her lean, fit body that she worked out quite a bit, though you doubted that she was that big of a health nut considering she was currently smoking a massive dog treat. Doesn't she know how kibble can destroy lives?
As if sensing the metaphorical soap box you were now standing on top of, the dog girl suddenly looked up from her carcinogenic canine confection and stared at you straight in the eyes.
And kept staring. For several minutes. Not saying or doing anything, just squinting at you with her intense eyes.
Deciding that you already had enough standing out in the cold for one day, you chose to ignore this strange woman and continue on your way out - only to have a knife graze your foot the instant you tried to take a step forward.
Glancing back at the sentry station, you saw the dog girl with her right hand outstretched and a knife already prepared for the skewering in her other hand.
"Did something move?" she asked menacingly in a gruff voice. "Was it just my imagination?"
It was a good thing you hadn't eaten any physical food in over a week, because otherwise you would have been scared shitless and ruined your once pair of good pants. So instead, you were merely scared speechless, and couldn't bring yourself to reply.
"I can only see moving things, you see." Doggo explained as she played with her knife. "If something was moving… for example, a human… I'll make sure that they never move again!"
Panicking, you quickly broke into a sweat before immediately breaking into a run, dashing down the road as your soul trailed behind you. You didn't make it far before you felt something crash into your back, however, and you found yourself tackled to the ground by Doggo.
"Ahah! I did see something!" she laughed as pushed you into the snow. "And not just anything… it's a human, with the last soul Queen Asgore needs!"
Struggling to get back on your feet, you politely asked Doggo if she would possibly consider letting you go so you could keep moving to all sorts of places, preferably very far from her station.
"I'm afraid the place you're going is straight to the capital and the royal dungeon!" she replied before gripping onto your heart and squeezing, paralyzing you.
Growing even more nervous now, you asked if going to the capital was really necessary - after all, you assumed that it was pretty far away, and you knew from experience how easy it was to get lost in these woods.
"Yeah, you're right." Doggo replied after thinking a moment. "No point in sending you all the way there when I can just take your soul right here."
She then flipped your body over and began hunting for the zipper of your pants as if it were a bone in a dog toy pile, but she was eventually able to find it and pull it down. She then took out your cock and began waving it back and forth, giving you one of the weirdest hand jobs you had ever received. Still, this seemed to get the job done of both showing her what your cock really looked like and making you fully hard.
Once you were at your peak length, Doggo finally stopped shaking it around and simply stared at it as she sat on your stomach.
"Oh… it's so twitchy…" she observed as she poked and prodded your dick with her calloused fingers. "I don't have to keep moving it myself or anything in order to see it… I love it!"
Doggo then moved her tight ass backwards onto your chest and bent down before extending her long, canine tongue to start lapping at your cock. At first she just started at the tip, delicately rubbing the edge of her tongue lightly along your crown to decide if she liked the taste. Encouraged by what her tongue told her, she began to lick more enthusiastically, rubbing her up and down the sides and coating every inch of it with her warm spit.
She then pulled back once more before lining your dick up with her mouth and plunging it all the way down her throat. You could feel her long tongue swirl around the base of your cock as her throat massaged the tip, and you could tell the way she moaned that she was enjoying every second of it. After about a minute or so of this, she finally popped your cock back out and allowed the both of you to catch your breath.
"Wow… even in my throat, your dick keeps moving… it sure is a squirrely one…" Doggo panted before giving your cock another lick. "Lucky for you… I sure do love squirrels!"
Doggo quickly returned to the blowjob with even more enthusiasm than before, licking your cock up and down before shoving it right back down her throat at regular intervals. She constantly kept you on your toes - metaphorically, of course - by constantly changing her techniques at a moment's notice, which kept your long pole twitching in anticipation for what she might do next.
Naturally, this kind of rigorous oral attack proved to be too much for you, and you could feel yourself start to cum only a little ways into the blowjob. When you finally did blow your load, Doggo had your cock firmly between her lips at the time, meaning that she promptly received a mouthful of your thick sperm as a result. Not that she seemed to mind, however, as she eagerly gulped down every drop like it was a bacon-flavored treat.
"Mmm… that tasted surprisingly good…" Doggo said in an oddly soft-sounding voice before a look of pure shock appeared on her face. "Hey, wait a minute! My voice! You spawn of a dam! Y-you cured my ruff throat! Do you have any idea how long I've been smoking dog treats to make my voice just the right level of menacing? Now no one in the Royal Guard will take me seriously anymore!"
Craning your neck up, you apologized for having such fantastic semen, which is something you honestly never thought you'd have to do.
"Whatever…" Doggo grumbled in reply. "I guess It's not really your fault, since I didn't give you much of a choice. Besides, I can get it back to normal in a decade or two with enough treats."
She then stood up and removed her oddly cheetah-like pants to reveal her already-dripping pussy and began to line herself up with you. You could tell that your cock was easy enough for her to see, since you could still feel it twitching from your previous orgasm, but she had to keep wiggling her hips in order to make sure her cunt was actually where she wanted it to be.
After a few failed attempts at sticking your dick inside her that involved either brushing up against her cunt lips or squeezing between her ass cheeks, she finally managed to spear yourself inside her. You could feel the warm walls of her cunt wrap lovingly around you as a look of ecstasy crossed her face and her dog ears began to twitch.
"Ah~ It feels like it's going crazy in there, too…" she panted as she sat there and simply enjoyed the sensations. "Throbbing against my walls and pushing up to my cervix… I can practically see it from here!"
Doggo then finally joined in on the moving as well, bouncing her hips up and down in your lap as you felt her pussy engulf your rod over and over again. Her cunt felt much warmer than Ice Cap's or Snowdrake's, and its walls seemed even more intent on milking as much of your cum out of you as they could.
"Yes… this feels so good!" Doggo moaned as she picked up the pace. "It doesn't quite make up for what you did to my voice… but it's close!"
Groaning, you asked her if it was good enough for her to consider letting you go, which elicited a loud laugh in response.
"As if!" she said, not slowing her hips in the slightest. "No baddie has ever escaped from me! Well, none of the ones that run away at least…"
Curious, you asked her what she was talking about.
"Nothing…" Doggo said with a plush. "Just… keep fucking me!"
The guard/dog then grabbed hold of your hands and moved them up under her shirt to her lean breasts to squeeze them, but your fingers quickly lost their grip and your arms slumped back down to your sides.
"Hey! Don't let go!" Doggo ordered in between thrusts of her powerful hips. "We were just getting started!"
She then brought your hands back up to her tits to grope them again, but your hands just ended up falling yet again.
"What gives? Why aren't your arms moving?!" she demanded, her frustration transferring to the erratic way the ground her hips.
You politely reminded her that she paralyzed you by grabbing onto your soul, so you couldn't even paw at her breasts if you wanted to.
"Oh, right…" she said in realization. "The one time I actually wanted you to move and you can't…"
Grumbling, Doggo tossed off her pink shirt and began twisting her nipples and massaging her breasts herself, all while still grinding her sopping cunt against your cock as hard as she could. But, every time she got really into playing with her breasts, her hips would slow down, and every time she tried to focus on fucking, her hands became less coordinated. Even though she was still having a good time, you could tell by the angry look on her face that she was growing very frustrated by this.
"Damn it!" she swore, giving up on her tits. "Don't just sit there! Play with my boobs! Finger my clit! Pet my stomach! Just do… something!"
You once again informed her that your hands were metaphorically tied - for the moment, at least.
"Fine!" Doggo grumbled in response as her ears lowered in disappointment. "Just sit back and let me do all the work, you ungrateful prick!"
Groaning as she increased the pace of her thrusts again, you asked her if you should really be thankful for being raped and murdered like this.
"Well, I know it sounds pretty harsh like that, but think of it this way…" she said, taking a moment to stop her thrusts and just let her cunt squeeze you. "This was bound to happen to you eventually in The Underground, and at least with me I got to make your last time memorable. After all… not every girl in The Underground has muscles like these..."
She then rubbed her hand across her glistening, tight abs squeezed her cunt even harder, as if demonstrating that she could squeeze your dick right off if she wanted to. Reluctantly, you had to agree with her on this point.
"And not every girl can move like I can…" Doggo said before resuming her thrusts, jackhammering herself onto your cock faster and harder than almost any monster you'd met thus far. Groaning once again, you admitted that movement was indeed Doggo's specialty.
"I'm glad you agree… it had to be this way…" Doggo moaned as she eased up on the thrusting a little. "Though, if I did have to rape someone, I do wish it felt just a little bit better…"
Suddenly, you felt your balls begin to tighten once again, and you warned Doggo that you were probably about to cum.
"That's fine… it will all be over soon, then." she replied before grabbing onto her breasts once again. "Hopefully your soul won't stop beating so I can see it well enough to take it back to the capital…"
Grunting, you asked Doggo how she'd even make it there if she can't see the road or the signs leading there.
"Sh-shut up!" Doggo mumbled in reply as she picked up her pace even more. "I'll just get a seeing-eye friend to lead the way there or something…"
It wasn't long after Doggo filled that little plot hole that you began to fill her hole as well, pumping her full with as much cum as your tired balls could muster while her tail wagged happily in approval.
"Yes… good human! Nice human!" Doggo praised as she came as well and flooded your thighs with her juices. "Give me as much of your sweet treats as you can!"
You tried your best to reply, but found that you couldn't, as what was left of your energy began to leave and the world started to grow dark.
"Oh… I guess this is it then." you heard Doggo say above you. "See you later, human. Or not, since dead bodies tend not to move around that much…"
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When you finally opened your eyes again you immediately saw Doggo's staring right back at you, and the urge to run once again overcame your mind. However, you were thankfully smart enough to realize that would have been pointless so you just kept standing there with her staring at you instead.
You didn't blink, you didn't breathe and, most importantly, you didn't move. Though, you guess that would have implied the previous statements as well, so perhaps that description was just needlessly long.
This continued for several minutes, like some kind of weird staring contest where the prize was your life, though you weren't sure if it counted since your opponent was practically blind. But, eventually, Doggo looked away and it appeared as if you had finally won.
"Eh, must have been the wind again." she muttered to herself as she went back to smoking her dog treat. "Stupid air… why can't fluids just learn to hold still for once?"
Seeing your chance to finally try and sneak away, you began to start tiptoeing quietly past her sentry station. However, on your way past, you couldn't help but stop and glance at her medium-sized bust and the fine outline in formed in her A-shirt. They were more than a little tempting to touch and, remember what had happened when she raped you, you figured that she might actually appreciate being groped.
So, throwing caution to the ever-moving wind, you slowly reached your hands out and grabbed hold of the guard's boobs, causing her to drop her dog treat and let out a gasp of surprise.
"I've been pet!" she shouted as she began running around the sentry station, taking you with her as you tried your best to maintain a hold on her tis. "Pet? Pot? Pat? Petted?"
Eventually, you managed to calm her down and apologized for sneaking up on her like that. You explained to her that doing that seemed like a pretty good idea at the time.
"Don't worry… I actually quite like being pet from time to time." she replied, surprisingly friendly. "I was just caught off guard is all… say, your motion blur looks familiar. You're a human, aren't you?"
You tentatively replied 'Yes' and asked her if that meant she was going to try and capture you.
"Maybe…" she replied with a glint her eye. "But… perhaps I can let you pass if you promise to do some community service."
Curious, you asked her exactly what that would entail.
"Oh, I'd say about twenty minutes or so of dog petting should make up for the crime of being human, don't you?" she asked. "Ah! I saw those lips move into a smile!"
Indeed they had, and you readily agreed to her terms, glad that things didn't turn violent like you thought they might. So, you climbed into the sentry booth and sat down onto the chair Doggo was sitting on before she promptly sat down on top of you and began wagging her tail in anticipation. She then took hold of your hands and moved them up to her breasts before turning back to you and saying huskily "Now… get petting."
Obeying the soldier girl's orders, you immediately commenced with a military-grade petting, rubbing her tits up and down as you pressed your fingers into every supple inch of them. This caused her to let out a short whine, but ultimately she didn't say anything and just kept letting you fondle her body.
You soon decided that her tits have had enough and your hands began moving southward. First you rubbed her hard stomach, which caused her to pant wildly in approval as one of her legs twitched. Then you moved your hand even further to her crotch, petting her tight pussy through her pants while she eagerly ground her hips back against you.
Her cheeks growing rosier by the second, Doggo turned back to try and say something to you, only to be instantly silenced by your lips. She quickly decided that whatever she was going to say wasn't that important and returned the kiss eagerly, her tongue intertwining with yours as her crotch gradually grew wetter under your intense petting. Finally, the kiss broke and the two of you gasped for breath, though that didn't stop either of you from playing with each other further down.
"Say… can I pet you now instead?" Doggo asked breathlessly.
You nodded vigorously enough that even she would understand what she meant before politely scooting her off your groin. You then undid and lowered your pants, revealing your already hard cock for her to see. Not that she saw it, at first.
"Well?" she asked. "Where's your bone? I don't see it anywhere."
You were bit offended at this at first, but then you remembered that whole 'movement' thing and obliged her by waving your cock back and forth in your seat.
"It's gorgeous…" Doggo said, eyes wide as she got down on her knees to begin licking it. But then you also happened to remember the last time she gave you a blowjob and stopped her right at the last second.
"Oh, so you want to move onto the main event?" Doggo asked, glancing up at where she assumed your face was. "Fine with me, I suppose. You threw me a bone, so I might as well throw you one too."
Turning around, Doggo got onto all fours, pulled down her pants, and spread her pussy lips wide. All it took was a little movement of her eyebrows to let you know she was ready, and you quickly got up from your seat to position the tip of your cock between her waiting pussy lips.
You then thrust inside as gently, but firmly, as you could, causing her to yip in excitement as she felt her walls being parted. You made sure to reach around her and grab her tits well, playing with her nipples as you began to steadily thrust in and out of her.
The feeling of actually doing a dog doggystyle filled you with determination!... as well as a bit of shame for partaking in such a shameless pun. You honestly thought you were better than this…must be that lousy new writer…
You promptly pushed this from your mind, however, and focused back on fucking Doggo, who was excitedly thrusting her hips back into yours.
"Yes! Keep moving!" she begged, her movements slowly growing more erratic. "Faster, harder! Don't stop moving! Don't stop fucking me!"
Leaning down, you whispered into her ear that the only one who's not going to be moving is her after you finish fucking her silly.
"Ha!" she laughed as her pussy gave another powerful quake. "I'd like to see you try! I'm tougher than I look, which is saying something since I look pretty tough!"
You wholeheartedly agreed with this and began to pet her abs once again, which caused her tail to start wagging and brush against her stomach. Then, you leaned over to her ears again and whispered that, while she may be tough, you think you knew what her weak spot might be.
"O-oh yeah?" she panted back nervously. "And what would that be?"
Grinning, you took one of your hands off her stomach and reached behind one of her ears to scratch that spot that dogs always seemed to love when you pet them. This seemed to do the trick, as Doggo immediately began to go crazy with pleasure and started to thrust back against you even harder.
"Oh yeah, that's the spot!" she cried out as she tried to force your cock as deep inside her as she could. "Don't stop now! Keep rubbing it!"
You briefly wondered if she meant her g-spot, the spot on her stomach, the spot on her stomach, or all of the above before deciding that it probably didn't matter and just kept fucking her regardless. But, with her pussy milking you like it was, it wasn't that long before you found yourself cumming deep inside her, with her own orgasm following shortly afterwards. The two of you then finally stopped moving and simply basked in the afterglow… before collapsing right onto the ground.
Fumbling around the floor of the sentry station, Doggo was eventually able to find a dog treat and her lighter, which she promptly used to take a quick smoke.
"That's the stuff…" she sighed as she exhaled a puff of meat-flavored smoke. "You want one too?"
You shook your head firmly 'no' and explained that you quit kibble cold turkey a long time ago.
"Suit yourself." she replied as you both slipped your clothes back on.
Stepping back outside the sentry station, you told your new friend 'goodbye' and wished her luck with her guarding career.
"Thanks." she replied with a smile. "Good luck with whatever you're up to too. If it doesn't work out, and you ever need a place to move into… my door is always open."
You politely thanked her for this offer before turning around and finally continuing down the path. Thinking back, even though she raped you, that probably wasn't the worst encounter with a dog you've ever had. You remembered the time you met the dog that belonged to your first boyfriend's dad, and how she-
Your flashback was abruptly cut short by the feeling of your face suddenly meeting some cold, hard ice. Thankfully, none of your face stuck to it like it had with Sans's lamp, so you were able pry your head off the ice to get a good look at what you had tripped onto.
By the looks of things, you had accidentally wandered off the path onto a frozen lake, which the path you had been following looped around. You tried your best to stand back up so you could walk back to the path, but found that the surface of the lake was far too slick, so you ended up falling right back down onto your ass.
This process of you tried to stand up on the ice and falling straight back down continued for several minutes, creating a string of hilarious pitfalls that would surely win some kind of television contest for funny home videos if someone were video taping this in their home right now. Thankfully, you were completely alone without any homes or cameras anywhere nearby.
However, that status of being alone quickly changed as you heard someone walk over to you from the nearby frozen shore. Glancing over, you saw that it was none other than that Papyrus girl with her usual go-lucky grin plastered on her face and apparently completely unaware of the quagmire you currently found yourself in.
"Human! There you are!" she called out. "I was starting to grow worried that you dared not continue, and that all my puzzle preparation would have been for naught. May I ask as to what you are still doing here? And why have you so egregiously strayed from the official path?"
Taking a moment to lie there on the lake and nurse your bruises, you explained to the skeleton girl that you wandered onto the lake by accident, and now you were having trouble getting back off it.
"What?!" Papyrus gasped in shock. "You mean you don't have a pair of emergency ice skates on you to cross frozen bodies of water at any given moment, like a sensible person?"
You informed her that, not only was that true, but you didn't even know how to ice skate.
"Egads!" Papyrus exclaimed. "Never in all my life have I heard a story so grim and tragic… but fear not, human! For I have an emergancy emergancy pair of ice skates that you can borrow!"
She then proceeded to take out two pairs of ice skates, seemingly from nowhere, and toss one of the pairs towards you while she quickly donned the other.
"And, not only that!" she continued. "For I, The Great Papyrus, will teach you how to ice skate so you can better navigate Snowdin in the future!"
She then pulled you over to the icy shore of the lake, helped you into your new skates while safely stashing away your shoes somewhere, and helped you to your feet. Then, once you had reasonably balanced yourself, she pushed you back out onto the lake and followed closely behind to make sure you didn't fall.
"Now, the key to ice skating is all about keeping your balance without letting yourself go too stiff." Papyrus explained. "Relax too much or too little, and you'll probably end up losing a tooth… assuming humans have teeth like skeletons do."
You tried your best to follow her advice and asked her how you were doing.
"Good, but you're still a bit too stiff…" Papyrus responded. "Try loosening your spine a little… assuming humans have those too."
You did as you were told and found yourself relying less and less on Papyrus's help to remain upright.
"Now bend your knees a little and put your hands in your lap... " Papyrus instructed. "Excellent! Now, I'm going to let go now, so let's see what you can do!"
You felt her hands let go of you a second later, and you began to glide across the lake like a majestic eagle… whose breaks were cut. Unable to stop yourself, you ended up crashing right into a snowbank on the other side of the lake - where Sans was conspicuously waiting for you next to a nearby tree.
"Yes, very good human!" Papyrus praised from back on the lake. "It seems that you already know the most important rule of all: if you're going to crash, at least crash into something soft! Your ice skating skills now have the official Papyrus seal of approval, and you may now compete in any ice-based athletic competition of your choice."
"I guess that was pretty good for a bare bones lesson on ice skating." Sans quipped from her tree.
"Augh!" Papyrus groaned as she went glided over to hand back your shoes. "Ignore her, human! I trust that you can use your new ice-traversing skills to overcoming any more obstacles you may come across between here and my first puzzle. See you up head… if you dare! Oh hohohoho!"
Papyrus then quickly ran off into the woods before just as quickly running back to say "Please dare. It's getting kind of boring standing out there in the snow, and you can only play tic-tac-toe in the snow by yourself before you start getting sick of it." The next time she left, however, she seemed to leave for good.
"Poor Paps… she's the only girl I know who feels sorry when she beats herself." Sans said to herself as you switched back to your regular shoes. "Anyways, thanks for hanging out with my sister again, I really appreciate it. In fact, I'll give you a little piece of advice as a reward."
Standing back up at last, you asked her what that advice would be.
"You see, my sister has a very special attack." she began to explain. "If you end up fighting her, and she ends up attacking you with something blue, don't move and the attack won't hurt you. Piece of cake, right?"
You told her that you didn't think it would be that difficult considering how much time you had spent practicing not moving that day.
"Well, what do you know? I practice not moving all the time too." Sans said with a smile as she patted you on the back. "Keep that up, and I have a feeling that we are going to get along just fine."
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No Mercy
Mom was indeed very eager to meet your new slaves, and welcomed them into your harem with open arms. After giving them some usual motherly advice, like telling them to keep you safe and how your dick needed to be sucked at least four times per day, you all said your goodbyes and returned to the fork in the road you passed by earlier, with Slush and Frigid scouting from the sky and Royal Slut following dutifully behind you in case you needed to rape something at a moment's notice.
It wasn't long after returning to the road Papyrus had taken that your snow birds suddenly descended back to the ground with looks of worry on their faces. Curious, you asked if something was wrong.
"I'm afraid I've got some lame news, Master." Frigid replied. "There's a sentry station on the road up ahead, and I know for a fact that one of the Royal Guard's best soldiers is there guarding it."
"Yeah, it's completely uncool up there, Master." Slush agreed, forcing you to deliver another painful smack to her exposed rear as punishment. This sent her into yet another fit of orgasms on the ground, so you turned to her friend get a better explanation on who was manning the station up head.
"Her name's Doggo, and her throwing knives can hit any target…" Frigid explained. "So long as it's moving, anyways."
Confused, you tilted your head and asked how a moving target could possibly be easier to hit than a still one.
"Well… you see, Master…" Slush groaned from the ground, her pussy still spraying juices everywhere. "Doggo… has this superpower… where she can only see moving things…"
"Yeah, and it's super annoying!" Royal Slut added. "Whenever I wanted to show her my ice dresses, I always had to keep moving, and who ever heard of walking to show off clothing? It's ridiculous!"
"I know it doesn't sound like a very… super power, but believe me when I say she makes the most of it." Frigid continued. "It's just a shame someone as cool and unorthodogs as her had to be a cop…"
You asked if this meant that the only way to beat Doggo would be not to move.
"Yeah…" Slush agreed as she picked herself back up. "But how are we going to beat her if we're all frozen in place?"
Slapping Slush to ground once again, you informed your slaves that you already had a plan and advised them to wait there while you took care of things. All three of them did as they were told - though, you doubted Slush could move even if she wanted to after that last spank - and you continued down the path on your own.
You soon came across the sentry station on the side of the road and cautiously glanced inside, where you found a fit woman with black hair, dog ears, medium-sized breasts underneath a pink wifebeater, a long white tail, combat boots, and yellow pants with black polka dots twirling a knife on one of her fingers while she leaned back in her chair. You made sure to direct your soul someplace out of sight before taking a step forward to try and get closer to the booth, crushing the snow beneath your feet in the process and causing Doggo to stop twirling her knife and her ears to suddenly perk up.
"Who's there?!" she barked out in a semi-gravelly voice. "Someone better not be moving out there… especially not any humans… or else, they're going to get the sharp end of this!"
She then glanced at the hand she was holding her weapon with and a look of panic suddenly rushed across her face.
"Ah! Where did my knife go!?" she cried out before rapidly waving her arm around. "Phew… thought I lost you there for a second, girl!"
This seemed to be enough to make her forget about hearing you sneaking towards her, and she leaned back in her chair and started playing with her knives once more. You couldn't help but feel your soul flutter a little bit at her enthusiasm for fine cutlery: clearly, this was a woman after your own heart. Or at least, she would be by the time you're done with her.
Seeing that she was sufficiently distracted, you once again snuck towards the front of her booth, taking extra care to stay quiet as you stepped inside. You then found one of Doggo's spare knives and picked it up off the wall before reaching into your pocket and taking out your cell phone.
Then, taking careful aim, you tossed your brick of a phone into the wall behind Doggo, which caused her to jump in surprise.
"What?! Who's there?!" she shouted. "What did I say about moving!?"
She then got up to turn around and find what exactly made that noise, at which point you took the opportunity to slice a hole right crotch of her pants and panties, leaving her pussy completely exposed.
"Ack!" Darn it, I cut my clothes again…" Doggo grumbled once she realized what had been cut. "That's the third time this month!"
She tried her best to hold her pants together to cover her crotch, but found that the hole was simply too big.
"Ugh, whatever!" she groaned, giving up. "I don't have time for this! Now, what was moving over there?"
You quietly followed behind Doggo as she went to examine the wall she heard your cell phone collide against. Once she found nothing but her familiar station wall awaiting her, she bent down to see if there was anything on the ground, raising her ass and exposing her cunt even more in the process.
Seizing your opportunity, you swiftly and silently unzipped your pants and brought out your hard cock before thrusting your hips forward and spearing yourself inside her in one fell swoop. She wasn't expecting your cock at all, so her pussy was more than a little dry, but it was still warm and tight, so you loved it all the same.
"What the-!?" Doggo gasped as she felt herself being violated. "I've been fucked!"
She then desperately tried to pull away from you while screeching things like "Frigged! Fragged! Buggered! Screwed!" but the angle at which you pressed down on her and her proximity to the wall made that impossible.
Eventually, she managed to calm down to turn around and try and get a good look at you, but you made sure to remain absolutely still so she wouldn't see anything.
"Who-who's there?" Doggo asked, her voice shaking. "Who's fucking me!?"
You had to resist the urge to smile and remained completely still, leaving your cock simply buried within Doggo's twitching snatch.
"I… I know you're there!" Doggo called out after a few moments. "I can feel you inside me… oh god, can I feel you! You're so big!"
You continued to do nothing, however, and simply stood there as you enjoyed the feeling of Doggo's pussy slowly growing wet around you.
"Don't… don't just stand there!" Doggo begged. "Do something! Move! Fuck me, rape me, do whatever you want! Just… do… something!"
You did indeed do something: nothing, which wasn't any of the things she wanted you to do, but you didn't care. With your cock pressing so tightly against her cervix, she wasn't in any position to be making demands.
"Fine then…" Doggo said as she tried to get a grip on the wall in front of her. "If you aren't going to do something… then I will!"
She then determinedly tried to lift her ass once again to try and take her cunt off your cock and, to your surprise, she actually almost made it. But, right as you felt her cunt lips reach the crown of your dick, Doggo suddenly slipped and fell right back down. She groaned loudly in forced ecstasy as she felt her walls parted once again, impaling your cock just as deep inside her as it had been before.
"This… this isn't funny!" she shouted back at you. "When I get off this thing… I'm… going… to make you pay!"
Doggo once again made the valiant effort to lift herself off your prick and made it a little bit farther than she did last time before inevitably falling back down again. The feeling of your cock knocking against her womb caused her to reflexively become even wetter, and you could see her beginning to sweat.
"Doggone it…" she swore before starting her next attempt. "Your dick… is too… damn long!"
She then proceeded to keep on trying to lift herself off your cock in spite of the fact she already knew it was pointless, which you had to admit you admired a little. Still, all this really accomplished was raising her hips just so they could slam back down, fucking her onto your shaft without you having to move a muscle. As time passed, you could feel her pussy start to grow wetter and wetter, and her escape attempts growing shorter and shorter.
"Fuck… I can't believe… I'm letting myself get fucked… by something… that's not even moving!" Doggo panted. "This… is so… humiliating!"
But, even as she said this, you could tell that she was shifting from genuinely trying to escape to just thrusting her hips.
"Well… you might not be moving… but… your cock is so big… I don't really think it matters…" Doggo bashfully admitted as her tail began to wag against your stomach. "In fact… it makes me feel so good… I'm going mutts!"
You finally let yourself smile when you noticed she was putting much more of her energy thrusting down onto you than she was trying to pull up.
"You know what? You don't have to move if you don't want to… I don't mind… doing all the work!" Doggo panted as her thrusts grew more erratic. "After all… a knife as sharp as yours… deserves to be polished… and no one's better at polishing… than me!"
You couldn't help but feel your cock twitch a little a hearing that as you felt your cum begin to build within your balls.
"Ooooh, I felt that~" Doggo moaned as she kept fucking herself. "So you can move! I'm glad... That I'm making you feel so good. It's the least I can do… to return the favor… after all!"
At this point, she began slamming her hips down against you so hard that her hard ass actually began to shake. She was definitely over the deep end now… all that there was left to do was officially claim her as yours.
"Go on… Master…" Doggo encouraged as she wiggled her hips side to side. "Cum inside me… give me… a whole litter of your puppies! I promise… to never take my eye off them… and to never rest… in serving you!"
Obliging her, you finally let yourself fire off inside her, filling her tight cunt with your sperm and knocking her up instantly and marking her as your brand new Watchdog. After letting her bask in her own orgasm for a few seconds, you let go of her at last and allowed her to flop onto the floor.
You then moved to pick up your phone and mused to yourself that perhaps you should call Mom to let her know about your latest conquest.
"Already done, Master!" a familiar voice suddenly said from your phone. "It looks like you somehow activated my speed dial, so I heard the whole thing! Great job, by the way! I didn't think I've ever been more proud of you!"
You blushed and told her that raping Doggo wasn't that hard.
"No no, you definitely deserve credit for that one!" Mom insisted. "I don't know many people who could mind-fuck a woman without even moving!"
Hearing Mom compliment your sexual assualt skills so much filled you with determination and pride.
You promptly thanked Mom for the compliment and asked how your other slaves were doing.
"Oh, they're doing just fine!" Mom replied. "Carrot and her friends are keeping everyone well-fed and well-fucked, the Modsmals are all preparing new dances for you, Catty and Racks are both keeping an eye out for any stragglers, and we're all eagerly awaiting the chance to see you again!"
You smiled and told her that they won't have to wait too long, and that you'd make sure your slaves had plenty of new friends when they finally did see you.
"I'm looking forward to it~" Mom replied cheerily. "Until then, Master… stay Frisky!"
You hung up and pocketed your phone just in time for your other slaves to arrive and admire your work.
"Oh man… you actually managed to add Doggo to your little 'harem' too?" Frigid asked. "Awesome! Fuck the police!"
"Literally…" Doggo panted from the floor. "Who's there?"
"Oh, just some other bitches your Master conquered before they met you." Royal Slut explained. "My name's Slut. Royal Slut, and while we may all be nothing compared to our Master, I am the lowest of the low, got it? That means no treating me nicely, no respecting my boundaries, and no acting like I'm a friend, got it?"
"Uh, okay… I think I do." Doggo replied as she struggled to stand back up.
"No, that was too respectful!" Slut whined in response. "You were just supposed to scoff, or something!"
You interrupted the girls and informed them that they could argue about their pointless existences later before ordering them to start following you again down the road. They all replied with a simultaneous and enthusiastic "Yes, Master!" before taking off after you, the ones who could fly in the sky and the ones who couldn't on the ground.
A little bit down the road, you encountered yet another obstacle, this time in the form of a large frozen lake that the nature trail seemed to loop around to the other side. You knew you could easily just walk around the lake, but you quickly decided that would be way too slow. After all, what are you, made of time? Actually, you kinda were, but even then you didn't have that kind of patience! You were a busy human, dammit! So you turned towards your slaves and demanded that they take you across.
"Right away, Master!" Watchdog dutifully replied as she affixed some knives to the bottom of her combat boots to form makeshift ice skates. The other slaves took out and put on their own ice skates as well - though, you had no idea where they might have been keeping them - and hopped onto the lake as you climbed across Watchdog's shoulders.
The ride across the ice was relatively peaceful, if a bit sickeningly saccharine, until about halfway across, at which point Royal Slut accidentally fell onto the ice and badly bruised one of her legs. Turning back, you reminded your slut not to damage your property without your permission like that.
"Yes, Master! Sorry, Master!"
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A/N Huh… I can't really think of what to say. Sans, do you have anything to say?
s/n not at the moment, no.
A/N Alright, what about you, Undyne?
U/N Never give up on your dreams, for those dreams are the spear that will break the barrier!
A/N I hope that's the case. What about you, Alphys?
a/N Wh-Who, me?
A/N Yeah, anything you want to tell the fans before we update again?
a/N I… have fans… eep!
U/N Author, you've made Alphys feel shy for the last time!
A/N: But I only did it once!
U/N Once is long enough!
*Stabbity noises*
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A/N… Yeah, I'll just keep this short. See you later, everybody!