“Come on Loona, you know the rules. You’ve certainly been here long enough…” the old bulldog droned, the nasal voice softened by her sagging jowls as she held a paw out while two candle-headed fucks stood by with sedatives ready. Belphegor sponsored the hellhound adoption agency, which meant plenty of knock-out juice on hand, and to make it worse it was administered by needle!
“But he started it!” the teen bitch insisted, pointing to the younger male hellhound still being bandaged by an attendant. The saggy old bitch just kept staring over the rims of her glasses until Loona relented and pressed her phone into her paw.
“You’ll get this back when you earn it. Until then maybe think about what you did…” she droned, that voice that somehow managed to be both annoying and tedious.
Just fucking great! Another ‘incident’ that will get her lectures about her ‘attitude’, and to top it off she had an audience! She doubted that imp would want to adopt her after seeing her lose her temper. Maybe it was for the best, that guy did not look like he had his shit together. Not like she was going to be here much longer either way. In a month or so she’d be eighteen and would be released or kicked out of this place, depending how you look at it. The exciting life of a stray hellhound. And a stray bitch at that. Just think of your career options. Happy fucking birthday to you, Loona! she mused, curling up on her bunk as the cage door slammed shut.
*******
Loona’s dreams had been… troubling, but as her red eyes opened and she found herself staring at the wall of her cell she couldn’t really remember what they were. And no wonder she was having shitty dreams when she had to listen to whimpering coming from across the room. She cocked an ear and rolled her eyes at the muffled whines and sniffing coming from her cellmate. Not so tough now, are ya? Careful who you take a swing at you little shit… she thought bitterly, trying to fold her ears to muffle the noises, but try as she might she couldn’t get back to sleep.
It’s not like I smacked him that hard anyway… the teen bitch reasoned, but she knew for a fact that she tended to fly off the handle when pushed into the corner. With a sigh she rolled onto her back and tilted her head to the side, noticing a pathetically curled up body shaking under thin blankets. She got up and was prepared to give the cocky little runt a smack to shut him up, but he looked so pathetic that it kinda took the wind out of her.
“Fuck, get over it kid! So I kicked your ass. Everyone gets theirs kicked at some point…” she said, the pup’s red eye opening and focusing on her. The other one was covered up by a bandage, along with a torn ear. At least his nose stopped bleeding. He cringed for a second before he remembered where he was and how badly looking and acting like a pussy can work out for you here. He sat up and tried to square the shoulders that were shaking with sobs moments ago.
“So, you got internal bleeding or something?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
“No!” the pup replied petulantly. “You just… surprised me.”
“What, you thought I was going to crap my pants at the sight of you with that bat and just hand you my phone? Newsflash runt - it’s the only fucking thing I own, you think I’m just gonna roll over and let you have it?” she asked.
“You just gave it to her…” the pup replied, wiping the hint of a cocky grin from Loona’s muzzle.
“Yeah, cause I’m not going to get shot full of that crap again!” the teen bitch replied testily. Needles were bad enough, but the drugs had knocked her the fuck out and kept her asleep for over a day. And with the kind of dreams she tended to have, Loona did her best to only sleep as much as she needed to. “You should have tried coming at me one of those shots, and not a bat with nails in it. The bloodstain was a nice touch though, but it’s not like it’s hard to hit a rat in this place.”
“I was going to give it back…” the pup sulked, not liking Loona’s teasing tone as she brought up how badly his bluff had gone for him.
“What, the bat?”
“Your phone. I just wanted to…”
“...call mommy?” she teased, but immediately regretted it. It was a low blow for anyone who wound up in here.
“No! I wanted to look at… just needed it for a few minutes…” he asked, and if he hadn’t trailed off the way he did and also averted his eyes Loona might not have realized what he meant.
“Can’t use your imagination while you hump your hand?” she teased.
“I can’t because I’ve never… I just wanted to see what… it looked like…” he said, watching his own toes as his ears folded in embarrassment.
Fuck, and I thought I was pathetic.
“I’ve heard some of the older boys talk about… how you can look at pictures of naked bitches and stroke… it… and it feels amazing. Nothing is amazing in here! I just wanted to… I didn’t want to take your phone away. And… sorry I made you cry.”
“Dream on runt, you didn’t make me cry!” the teen bitch almost barked out.
“But I... I saw you…”
“I wasn’t crying. Some of your blood got in my eye.” she explained, glaring at the bandaged boy and daring him to call her a liar. When he kept quiet, Loona heaved a sigh as only a goth girl with ‘attitude issues’ could.
“Okay, so if you see a bitch naked and beat your bone, will that get you to shut up and go to sleep?” Loona asked. The kid looked like he was just putting on a brave front and that if she turned her back to him he’d go right back to whimpering.
“Yeah, but now you don’t have your phone either so…” he began but stopped dead when Loona grabbed the hem of her top and pulled it over her head.
During her scarce private moments, Loona had snapped a few pics of herself showing off what she hoped was a still budding chest. The kinds of teasing pics a bitch like her would send a boy to drive him wild, if she had anyone in her contact list to send it to. The first person I’m flashing my tits at is some runt who doesn’t even know how to jerk himself off… she thought bitterly, but she had to admit that she liked the fact that the kid was blown away by the sight of her perky rack. It’s a start, I guess…
“Okay runt, whip it out and let’s get this over with so I can get my beauty sleep…”
“Don’t call me runt!” the pup spat back, actually putting a hint of growl in his voice. Fuck, is that all it takes for a puppy to feel like a male? Seeing boobs? she mused, unimpressed by his outburst but cocking an eyebrow at the way the thin blanket was tenting up.
“Or what? Kid, you’re being held together by band-aids, you think you can go another round with me? I’ll call you something ending with ‘unt’ and if you don’t like ‘runt’ you’re gonna hate the alternative…” she said, taking another step towards him with as much swing as her still slender hips could manage. “Or maybe just don’t listen to me and look at these…” she said, running her paws up her trim belly and finishing with a cup and grope of a pair of teen bobs that were just big enough to fill her paws but still small enough to ride high on her chest.
That shut the runt up, both of his paws disappearing under his blanket as the pup squirmed while pushing his pants down. After he was done something moved under the tent and began to jump up and down.
“Seriously?” the teen bitch asked hip and eyebrow both cocked as she stared at the boy’s crotch. “You shy or what?”
“I’m not shy…” protested the pup, without pausing his stroking or his staring.
“So come on, give me something to look at. I’m letting you stare at my tits, aren’t I?” she said. Not that she wanted to see some pup’s junk, but she felt like she was being cheated.
“You can see my bare chest too…”
“Yeah, but you’ve got nothing on it. Barely a chest at all. So flash me some bone, or I might change my mind…” she said, covering her tits with her paws. 
The blanket flew away in a flash. Fuck, are all boys this easy? she thought, trying not to grin as she moved her hands behind her back, thrusting her teen tits out at the pup inexpertly stroking his sheath as he coaxed his rosy-red pecker out. Won’t be long now. Pump-pump-squirt and goodnight runt… The pup got his cock erect without difficulty, but as he polished his little boner he didn’t look like he was any closer, huffing and puffing but failing to get anywhere.
“Are you close?”
“I… I dunno… I’ve never done this before.”
“So how hard can it be?” she asked, since hardness didn’t seem to be the issue. Her little runt was as stiff as could get, but seemed to be stuck there. “Shit, I don’t have all night for you to figure this out…” she said, making the boy flinch as she moved towards his cot, throwing one leg out as she swung around and sat down behind him. She pressed her chest against his back as the pup tilted his head up to look at her with his one good eye, Loona’s hand taking his paw off his erection as she got a good firm grip on him. The moment she did she felt him buck into her hand, and figured this would do it for the kid.
“Okay runt, just lean back and let me do the work…” she said, trying to sound nonchalant and knowledgeable.
Loona was technically still a virgin, but there was a reason she knew how to work what she now had in her paw. Good behavior could earn a hellhound some private time with the pound’s Fizzy-bot. The animatronic sex-clown was a mess - all duct-tape and teeth marks and glitchy as hell- but she’d managed to behave long enough to earn a ‘date’ with it. It’s not like I broke the fucking thing on purpose… she mused bitterly. She hadn’t had a lot of friends before the incident, and she wasn’t popular after wrecking the center’s sole ‘stress-relief’ toy. Unlike the Fizz-bot’s fake cock, the boner she was stroking now was hot to the touch and sending a tingle up her paw. The robotic one had done that too, but she suspected that had been faulty wiring. Her movements were more confident, and more elaborate than the pups - her paw squeezing and releasing as she worked her wrist on every stroke.
“That any better?” she asked, speaking right into the unbandaged floppy ear.
“Uuhhh…huhhhh…” the pup gasped, but several minutes later he was no closer to popping.
“Come on runt, you gotta be close!”
“I… I’m trying… but now I can’t… can’t see…”
“Okay… fine. Let’s try this…” she said, pushing a paw between the two of them and then between her legs. After a quick dip she pulled her hand put and pushed her fingers against the pup’s muzzle. With her paw-pads wet she could feel as well as hear the runt’s frantic sniffing. “There you go. You know what that is, doncha?” she crooned, still beating the kid’s bone. Fuck, the little perv was practically getting high on her scent. She had to admit it was kind of cool, and once she made the runt pop fully intended to have a sniff of the paw now wrapped around a leaky doggy-dick while she gave her bitch-bits some serious attention.
“You close?”
“I… I think… but… I wanna - haahhh!- wanna see… it!” he groaned and gasped out.
Loona was tempted to shoot the pup down, but she liked the way he’d sounded just then and the idea of exposing herself to a boy who’d been knocked out by the sight of her tits did have a kinky appeal. But this runt would be the first boy she showed herself to, and she didn’t feel like doing all that as a freebie.
“You wanna see it, huh? You wanna earn it?” she asked, pushing her muzzle under his floppy ear as she put a little growl in her voice.
“Uhhh-huhh!”
The boy was surprised to find his cock released as the wet paw moved to his chest and knocked him over. Probably a little rougher than she should get with a pup still recovering from his ass-kicking, so when Loona pulled his legs up onto he bed she made sure to be a little gentler. She was quick on her paws as she got up, peeling her shorts off her as she stepped out of them. The boy only got a glimpse of a narrow pink strip between her skinny thighs before one leg flew over his head and the teen bitch settled on top of him, giving him an up-close and personal view.
“Looking is for pups, runt. You wanna be a big dog? Then get in there and taste some bitch!” she growled lustily, turning her own muzzle to the rosy rod now inches from her face.
Not bad, for a runt. She mused as she stared and sniffed before opening her muzzle and flicking her tongue out against the tapered tip. The pup gasped and she could feel his exhale against the folds now splayed only a few inches from his muzzle. She was tempted to just push her ass out into his face,  but she did smack him pretty good in the nose and didn’t want to hurt him, so she settled for arching her back and hiking her tail up as high as it would go. The runt’s paws were trembling as they settled on her shapely ass, but they still felt good so she figured she’d reward him.
Loona opened her muzzle a little wider, keeping her impressive teeth out of the way as she let the boy’s tip slip in. He tasted pretty cool and she was hoping he’d want to taste what she was serving up as she twirled the tip of her tongue around the inch of puppy-pecker in her mouth. His first lick was tentative, a quick swipe along the slit between her pink folds as if something that he liked the smell of could taste nasty. The next one made up for it though, the runt’s whiskers tickling her labia as he pushed his little muzzle into her slit and pushed his tongue in.
Not to be undone, the teen bitch pushed her muzzle further down, engulfing the pup’s shaft until she had the knot resting on the tip of it and the tapered end resting on the back. She reached out and fondled the boy’s sack, a pouch that was still snug and not caught up with the growing balls plumping it out. Probably have a nice paw-filling se of low-hangers once he’s fully grown, but now they were just oversized marbles for a bitch to play with.
Loona used her free paw to flip errant locks of white hair out of the way as she gently closed her muzzle around the puppy-pecker and began to suckle, figuring she was doing a pretty awesome job considering the way her runt was gasping and groaning into her bitch-pussy. He had no fucking idea what he was doing, but just having someone slurping and slobbering away back there was feeling nice. She might have to help things along with a few fingers on her clit, but she was very turned on by the idea of cumming all over this pup’s face and marking him like the bitch she was.
She was technically as clueless, but she had a little more confidence than the kid who’d never even made himself cum before. Fondling his marbles definitely seemed to be doing something, and when she began to move her muzzle up and down his puppy-pecker she could see his legs twitch and kick at empty air. As for him, Loona felt like he was a little too timid. His hands on her ass felt nice, but they would have felt great if he gave her a good grope, maybe let her feel a bit of claw while he was at it. A spank would also feel nice, but if some little pup tried to spank her, he’d be lucky to keep the hand, nice or not. And he was trying to get his tongue in deep, which was good, but it was still just wriggling around in there instead of focusing on the little sweet-spots her fingers knew so well.
It was only when the knot failed to slide back into her muzzle smoothly that she realized how big it had gotten, and how fast. The little runt was about to cum and she was riled up but not even close! Granted, the whole reason she’d started all this was to get him to shut up but go to sleep, but that was back when her pussy had been dry. She pushed her rear back to give him a hint but all that served was to muffle the pup’s groan as his cock twitched and sprayed the runt’s first load against the back of Loona’s throat. She hadn't exactly thought things out this far, but if it was a choice between the kid’s cum down her throat or all over her face she preferred to swallow the squirts down. It didn’t take him long to finish, panting like a dog against her steamy and still unsatisfied slit.
“Not done yet runt…” she said, lifting herself into a kneeling position and turning around to see the wet-faced pup panting over her ass.
“But… I…did…” he gassed out, still too dazed to think let alone talk.
“You didn’t do shit. That…” she said, pointing to his crotch. “Was my job and I did it. You’ve still got yours to do, and the longer you spend catching your breath, the longer it will take you to… huh…” she said, trialing off as something in front of her caught her eye.
“W-what?”
“You’re still hard…” the teen bitch mused, wheels turning in her head as her tail began to lazily wag at the sight.
“Is… am I supposed to be?”
“Not really, but I’m not complaining. Your tongue couldn’t get the job done, so we’ll try the other end...” she said, turning around until she was once again straddling the boy, but this time facing him.
“Wait… you… you mean…”
“Look runt, it’s either your muzzle or your cock, and since I could hear your jaw popping back there, I think you’ve got better odds this way.” she insisted, already lifting the tip of the boy’s cock and aiming it at the sloppy slit poised above it. 
She paused for a second, wondering if she was crazy giving her cherry to some pup half her size, but the thought of just curling up on her bunk with her paw between her thighs was unacceptable now that she had a hard piece of hellhound close enough to her pussy for her to feel the heat coming off it. As long as the runt doesn’t know he’s my first… she thought, and when she plunged down onto his young cock she tried to look like she’d done it a dozen times before.
She bit her lip in time to muffle an embarrassing noise that the pup’s groan likely wouldn’t have masked. She realized he was smaller than she’d thought, smaller than that fake-ass Fizzarolli that had actually broken her hymen a while back. But there was a lot to be said for a warm, living cock, and not one held together with fucking duct-tape! The puppy-pecker had looked like a niece piece of dick next to the runt’s scrawny body, but it was slender and not very long, even once she did take the… oh fuck, that’s right! Loona thought as she realized that the bulbous knot was still outside her slit.
A plunge of her hips and a yip that had her ears folding in humiliation and the little fucker was as deep in her as he could go, his furry sheath tickling her folds as her insides went crazy. Okay, so this was… different. That robot had a long and thick piece of dick, too much for her to even fit in, but something about the knot was hitting the right spot in there. He was small though - she knew from health class that a knot was and she shouldn’t have been able to take one that’s fully engorged, especially not on the first try. It was supposed to swell up inside her, leaving zero chance of the boy-dog’s dick slipping out before he’d had a chance to flood her womb. With her hands braced on the runt’s boyish chest, she lifted her hips and with a brief, clingy moment her pussy released the bulge at the base of the pup’s cock, along with a squirt of horny bitch juices.
Okay, I can work with this…
“Aaaahhh!” the pup under her whimpered, making the horn hellhounds ears perk.
“Don’t tell me that hurts. I didn’t even smack you down here, it was all above the belt!” she insisted, but in truth the pup’s face only reached as high as her belt.
“Doesn’t hurt but it’s kinda… sensitive…” the pup mumbled, still awed by the sight of Loona’s pussy wrapped snugly around his erection.
“Ohh. Probably ‘cause you just came. Look runt, I need this and I need this now. And if you feel like you can’t give it to me, you’re not going to get another chance. So, you want me to get off this thing?”
“N-no…”
“Okay. I’m gonna try and make this quick, so you… uhhhh… here! Play with these!” she said, leaning forward until her hands were braced against the mattress and her tits were above the pup’s face. This kid didn’t need to be told twice, and while he was busy getting his first pawful of teen tit, Loona went back to fucking herself on his engorged cock.
Her back arched and flexed as she worked her hips, pushing down with enough force to make sure the puppy-pecker was going in, knot and all. The actual shaft was a piece of cake, just stiff enough to poke some interesting places in there but not enough to really stretch her out. The knot was different – jamming into her every time she pushed back, pressing right against her fucking clit before it sank in and giving her a really nice tug before she managed to pull herself off. It was intense, something not actually painful but close enough to really get her pulse up.
It was also thrillingly and unmistakably alive, unlike that fucking Fizzy-bot. She did get to come while riding that robotic clown, and in retrospect her squirting over a machine that had most of its electrical isolation chewed or scratched off by horny hellhounds had resulted in her getting electrocuted in a very awkward place, which in turn sent her into a bit of a berserker rage. They barely pried her jaws off the robotic wang, which was probably what had earned her the name ‘Loonatic Loona’.
“Come on kid, they’re not balloons – they –nguh!- aren’t gonna pop if you squeeze them so… there you go… a little –nffh!- harder!” she said, riding the kid hard enough for the cheap little cot to protest.
Not the pup though. Sensitive or not, the chance of playing with a perky set of bitch-tits had sealed the deal, and his eyes were wide as his little paws did their best to grope her. Gentler by far than what she did to them when she was close, but then again this was his first time laying paws on a pair. She almost opened her mouth to tell him to try tugging on her nipples a little but she didn’t really trust herself not to make some serious and obvious noise. The last thing she needed was that old hag coming over and turning the hose on the two of them!
The bed creaked and the runt squeaked and above it all was the wet noise of a knot driving in and out of a sloppy puppy-pussy as Loona fucked the pup like it was her last time, and not her first. It normally didn’t take her this long to get herself off with her fingers, but this was something big and it was taking a while to build up. Her sex was wet but it felt hot and she wondered if she was going to be sore tomorrow, not that it was slowing her down now. Ohhh fuck, it’s coming. It’s fucking coming… I… I’m…
In the last instant her own paw shot up and wrapped around her muzzle, just in time to stop herself from fucking howling as she drove her hips down and her pussy locked itself around the knot. Pup or not, the kid was hot, hard and throbbing right on her fucking g-spot and it was making the hellhound’s hackles rise and her tail shudder as her body lost control. She grabbed the runt’s scruff and buried his face in her tits as her pussy relaxed only to start pulsing in a rhythm designed to milk the male tied with her. At some point she heard a noise muffled by her tits and felt wet warmth spread through her as the pup gave her his second load of the night, her eyes crossing and her tongue lolling from her muzzle as she milked the kid of every drop he had.
“Okay, that was… well, good enough to get you to sleep…” Loona gasped out, wincing a little as she stood up and yanked herself off the kid’s still swollen knot. His cocklet was still spurting weakly against his chest, but that was his problem as far as the teen bitch was concerned.
“Yeah I… did we make… are you gonna have… y’know?” he asked, either bashful or fucked stupid. She only realized what he was aiming at when he pantomimed running his hands over a bulging belly. Loona did her best not to laugh out loud.
“They feed us bitches heat suppressants, runt. Plenty of unwanted hellhounds out there without places like this churning more of them out.” she said, finding the idea of her having pups laughable. Well, at least for now. Until she found a male whose genes she really wanted inside her. “Tell you what - if you grow up to have shoulders as wide as… well, about as wide as you are tall now, try and find me and I might be interested.”
“Yeah, and if I end up with my face messed up, some luck I’m gonna have with girls…” the boy said, wincing as he touched the bandages covering parts of his head.
“Don’t you know anything, runt? Bitches love guys with facial scars. It’s a badass look…” she said as she ruminated on her own words.
Hmmm, a tall male with broad shoulders and a scar over one eye… woof!