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“What is this?” Mickey whispers, soft enough to sound threatening but loud enough for Pluto to prick up his ears in attention. “Well?” Mickey appears to want an answer. Pluto mimes that what Mickey is in fact holding is a newspaper and then smiles broadly. “No, this isn’t a newspaper, this is shit.” Mickey begins to roll the newspaper into a cylinder again. “And where does shit belong, Pluto?” The dog points towards the toilet, “Nope that’s not it, come here and I’ll show you.” Obeying its master, Pluto trots to Mickey’s side.
Mickey lifts Pluto’s wiry tail, revealing the tight, puckered lips of the dog’s arsehole. He licks his index finger and inserts it inside. Pluto whimpers slightly, the cold finger of his master rubbing the inner rim of his anus a foreign experience; it begins to arouse him, strengthening his veined penis, causing his tongue to slide to the left of his mouth and saliva to accumulate in the pup’s gaping mouth.
“You like that, Pluto? You like my finger in your ass?” Mickey begins to wriggle his index finger. This causes Pluto to writhe in pleasure at Mickey’s side. “You like me inside you Pluto? You enjoy this?” Pluto nods dramatically, the broad smile and sleepy eyes providing all the information Mickey needs. Picking up the soggy newspaper, already rolled into a tight cylinder, Pluto awaits the aforementioned task.
Mickey removes his index finger, much to Pluto’s distaste, forces Pluto to spread his legs and begins to tease his rump with the tube of wet news. Stroking the lips with the soft pages, watching the dog’s penis reach the pinnacle of arousal and throb as he baits Pluto’s shit-hole.
Pluto begins to weep, the pressure being too much. Although, in his doggy speak, Pluto begs for more. Pluto wants something to penetrate him deep inside. Mickey, the kind hearted soul that he is, inserts the newspaper entirely into Pluto’s anus. Mickey crams the squishy tube deep into the bowels of the dog; but, unfortunately, the paper begins to break apart, sticking to the intestinal walls, lining Pluto’s gut with political bullshit.
The canine’s eyes bulge as he is penetrated; he clenches his teeth as his arsehole tightens around the softened tube. Pluto moans, aroused by the squishy thing inside him. “You like that, do ya, Pluto?” In between moans, Pluto manages to nod, “Too bad Pluto”. Mickey quickly removes his trademark shorts, revealing to Pluto his big black cock, stiff in anticipation.
Pluto’s mouth hits the floor, he never knew his master was that big before now and as it stands to attention before him he imagines it sliding up his hole. Mickey sees the excess drool slide to the edge of Pluto’s mouth, coupled with the glazed look in both of the eyes. “Do ya want me inside of ya, Pluto?” asks Mickey in a cheery tone. Pluto, still in a dreamlike state, doesn’t answer but Mickey doesn’t care. With his index finger, he pokes the remainder of the newspaper tube further into Pluto’s anus, relinquishing a moan from the pup as he writhes about on the floor. Mickey then places the head of his penis against the lips of Pluto’s arsehole and slowly edges himself in, allowing the dog’s muscles to contract around his thick shaft.
As Mickey slowly pushes himself inside, his penis pushes the rolled up newspaper even further up Pluto’s intestinal tract, the doggy being penetrated further than he could ever think possible, his drool making puddles on the floor.
Suddenly, Mickey thrusts forward, shoving the entirety of his cock into the canine’s tight hole. This forces the rolled up newspaper to become stuck in his intestinal tract. Pluto screams his doggy screams, most of which sound more like barks than screams (but to a dog they would sound like screams), and he whines his doggy whine as blood trickles out of his doggy anus in between the thrusts of his master.
As Mickey’s testicles slap against Pluto’s animated arse cheeks he allows himself a smile, his teeth glinting in the sunshine as his dog wails in doggy pain. His penis glides effortlessly into Pluto’s anus, with the blood now acting as a lubricant, pumping away causing Pluto to moan and scream with a mixture of pain and pleasure. “You like it now Pluto? Do you want me to stop or have you learnt your lesson?” Mickey speaks quite sternly, as would a teacher to a child. He removes his penis from Pluto’s anus, but keeps it on the brink of the dog’s anal lips, as would a teacher to a child, awaiting an answer.
Meanwhile, inside Pluto’s belly, all that pumping and grinding done by Mickey’s penis and the rolled up newspaper has done some serious damage and now Pluto is bleeding internally. However, the sun is shining through the main window of Mickey’s house, embracing both Mickey and Pluto with a hug of natural warmth. “Well?” Mickey still wants an answer from the hound, but it appears that Pluto is too weak to even reply. “Fine Pluto, I guess you haven’t learnt your lesson.” Mickey isn’t happy. Even after all they had been through, Pluto won’t even apologise to Mickey for this single incident. With tears streaming down his face, Mickey flips Pluto over, revealing the lighter fur coating of his under-belly, and begins to rub.
As Mickey rubs his stomach, Pluto nods his head in enjoyment. As Mickey, once again, begins to pump at his bloodstained anus he begins to shake his head in an aggressive way. Mickey begins whispering “it’s okay, everything will be okay” into the ears of his beloved pal, still rubbing his belly yet pounding away with his big black cock.
Mickey then picks up the pace and begins pounding Pluto’s arse faster and faster in a continuative rhythmic fashion. The thrusts increase in tempo. Faster and faster, Mickey’s cock enters Pluto’s anus, until the pounding reaches a state of climax at which point Mickey plunges his hands into Pluto’s belly, tearing his skin and ripping his gut wide open. Pluto begins to shake violently as his internal organs are placed on view. Mickey still pounds away at the body, the face of Pluto slowly drifting away but full of the pain and anguish that his master is inflicting on him. The body continues to spasm, even after the light in the eyes has gone.