Dog Cum
Lily’s cage was a pit of despair, the straw soaked with her blood and tears. The wolves’ claws still burned on her skin, their howls echoing from the failed rebellion. Mia’s defiance, battered but unbroken, was a faint pulse in the dark, but The Kennel’s cruelty crushed any real hope. The collar choked her neck, her body a wreckage of bruises and welts from dogs, wolves, and the bear’s shadow. A new sound pierced the barn’s silence—a low, frantic bark, sharp and rabid. Lily’s stomach twisted, her mind flashing to Vixen’s promise: *The clients want more.* The iron door clanged, and the Beastmaster’s boots thudded, dragging her and Mia from their cages.