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Your wooden sled skids to a stop in front of the supply station, pushing fresh snow up on the bank. You jump off the drivers spot in the rear and call a few warmly dressed men over to help you unload supplies. Wooden crates of precious materials (food, medicine, etc.) all get distributed and carried off to where they'd be needed. With a fierce winter storm on the forecast, every bit of cargo you could bring back to this little town could be life saving.
While that stuff gets taken care of, you shoulder past the burly men and check on your most precious cargo of all. A single strong and slender Alaskan sled dog stands at the front of the sled. She has grayish purple fur that's thick and fluffed up in the cold climate and deep indigo eyes that sparkle like gems. She wears a zip-up jacket for additional warmth, a belt with various tools and survival gear attached, and the sled dog harness that she currently fiddles with to remove.
"Here Dusty, let me help you with that," you give her a hand taking off the heavy harness. She gives a shake when it slides over her head, her pointy ears smacking against her head.
"Thank you master, I've taken that thing off a hundred times, but my hands are a little numb right now."
"I'll bet they are," you say grasping her ungloved hands in yours and rubbing them. "I really appreciate you going out with me on that emergency run. No one expected the neighboring town to suddenly have some supplies to share with us, and with the other sled dogs away for the day you're all I had."
Dusty puts on a pleased smile and puffs her chest out a bit. "It was my pleasure master, a short run like that was no problem. I could probably make a few more right now!"
Observing her slightly shivering form, you humor her bravado with a small smile. You'd been working with sled dogs most of your life here in Nome Alaska, and met many different dogs, but Dusty was easily your favorite. She was tough, dependable, confident (a little too much sometimes), and very easy to get along with. Also you'd always admired her beautiful colored fur and sparkling eyes, and her cute curvy figure wasn't hard on the eyes either. These admirations were mostly kept to yourself however, as it didn't do for a sled dog captain to have favorites.
"For right now let's both get somewhere warm," you suggest putting your arm around her shoulders. "Then later we can discuss more future solo missions; just you and me."
All of this was said playfully, but you feel Dusty's body tense up and her face show a bit of blush; a surprising reaction from the normally easy going husky.
"I'd... I'd like that master... more solo missions... with just us. I just want to show you, I'm the best dog on the team!"
"I already know you're a fantastic dog," you reply. "But there's no need to push yourself, that's the point of being on a team."
You make your way to the nearby storage shed, dragging the now empty sled behind you. Dusty sticks close by your side, her curly tail wagging with a hidden joy. Once there you shove it in the corner with the rest of them, and stay a moment to check on various things. The storage shed is pretty good size space, filled with crates containing winter gear and sled dog hardware, some bags of salt in the corner for the roads, a shelf full of blankets, and a small stove putting out a meager amount of warmth, among other things.
"Master, do you think we have enough salt for this storm? We can uh... go and get some more."
"I think we're good there," you reply. "Besides, you've done more than enough. You should go back to the sled dog compound and warm up."
"I'm not cold master," she insist trying not to look cold.
"Then I need to go warm up," you say with a small laugh. "You sure are in a hard working mood today girl."
"I just... want to spend more time with you," she mumbles not quite loud enough for you to hear.
You start to head for the exit so Dusty speaks up louder. "Wa... wait master! Can't we stay here a bit longer? Are you cold? I'm sorry I didn't think about your comfort, let me warm you up."
Dusty bounds over to you and pushes her body against yours. Surprise grips you for a moment, but finally it dawns on you that this tender creature just wants some attention, so you put one arm around her and with your free hand you stroke the back of her head. Her soft body seems to glow in your embrace
"Maybe its not more work you want, but just me," you suggest.
Dusty makes a small noise of confirmation. She's normally so outgoing when she's playing or working with the other sled dogs, seeing her acting shy and timid now that she's alone with you is a rare occassion.
"I'm sorry master, I... I don't know why I'm like this... but I've really missed you lately, and want to jump at the chance to spend time with you."
"Missed me? We've been working together for years, I haven't gone anywhere."
"It's not the same when the other dogs are there with us," she explains. "Remember back when I first joined the team and you worked with me one on one for months, training and playing and helping me grow strong? Those are my fondest memories, because you only focused on me... I guess that's what I miss."
Suddenly Dusty pulls away and lowers her gaze somewhat ashamed. "Sorry... I... I forget my place... you're our master and captain and we've all pledged ourselves to the team. It's selfish of me to want you for myself."
"Nah, I don't think it's selfish," you assure her. "It's also my duty to make sure the needs of my team are being met individually. You're a strong sled dog Dusty, but you're also a sensitive girl and a sweetheart. If you say you need more alone time with me, then I'm happy to provide."
Dusty's eyes light up with happiness when you say that, but she contains her emotions and simply nods. "Thank you master! You're so kind to all of us... I... I just want you to know... that I... lo..."
Suddenly a strong gust of wind blows over the shed, rattling the windows and knocking items off tables. Then it catches the door just right and slams it shut with a metallic click!
"Uh oh," you mumble hurrying over to the door. You give the handle a few experimental jiggles, then a few heft shoves against the door. It doesn't budge.
"I believe something just broke," you remark with a anxious grin. "The door won't open."
"Oh no!" exclaims Dusty running over and checking the door for herself.
"Well you said you wanted to spend more time with me," you say with a dry laugh. "I guess nature heard you and granted your wish."
"Not like this though!" she grunts while pushing and pulling on the door. "You've been out working all day. You deserve to be inside resting, somewhere warm, not stuck in a storage shed."
"Same to you," you counter with a smirk. With a sigh you look around the room and take stock of the situation. "Well look at the bright side, people come here all the time, so we'll likely be found and rescued in a short while. And until then, we've got food, blankets, and a little heat from that stove in the corner. I say we wait it out."
Dusty stops pounding on the door and glances around the room, realizing the truth in your words and that your prison isn't actually that terrible. "I suppose we can wait..."
"Now first things first, let's get you warm."
"I told you I'm not co..."
"I don't want to hear it, let your master take care of you."
You coax a somewhat stubborn Dusty over to the stove, give the embers inside a few pokes to try and prod life back into them, then you sit down and unzip your coat. You take her chilly hands and place them against your chest. Her face grows redder at the contact.
"Our cores are a lot warmer than our extremities," you remind her, "the best thing for frozen fingers is to bring them close to our chest."
"Then... you too master," Dusty retracts her hands long enough to unzip her own jacket. You can't help but stare at her large fluffy chest and round boobs. Dusty takes your hands in her own and presses herself against you, making a four-hand sandwich. The feeling of her soft breasts envelopes every inch of your fingers and infuses them with warmth. Dusty nuzzles her face up under your chin, and you realize that your own face is getting a bit flushed. All the time you've spent with Dusty, playing and working, you've never been this close to her, physically or emotionally. It makes you realize how much this dog means to you.
"Master... after we get out of here, we'll have the rest of the day to ourselves. Is there anything you want to do?"
"What, you mean like a date?" her tail begins wagging at the word. "Hmmm, let's see. Maybe we could walk around town, play over by that wrecked ship, go out to eat somewhere nice. How does that sound?"
"Yeah, that sounds fun," she says looking up into your eyes. "And... and maybe we can go back to your house. I don't really want to spend the night alone in the compound. We can cuddle up on the couch, turn on the fire place, listen to the storm winds howl outside... and you can rub me behind the ears... and then we... we..."
Dusty's voice trails off as her face suddenly blushes very hard. Her breathing becomes heavy and her body trembles against you.
"Dusty, are you ok girl? What's wrong?" you reach out to grab her shoulder, but when you touch her she quivers and lets out a suppressed moan.
"Oh no... not right now," she whines backing away from you suddenly. The beautiful husky stands up on shaky haunches and crosses her legs in an embarressed fashion.
Understanding strikes you like a thunderbolt. "Dusty... did you send yourself into heat... just from fantasizing about me?"
"Don't say it like that," she answers. "I knew my time was coming soon... just... now is... don't worry master, I know how to deal with this."
Dusty moves away from the stove to a colder part of the shed, sits down and begins to coach herself out of her own desires. "Ok, calm down, slow breaths, think of cold things, icebergs, glaciers, avalanches, um... frozen lake... polar bear... master's touch! AUGH! I can't shake it!"
You approach the sled dog, staying at a respectable distance. "Dusty, I don't want to overstep my bounds... but being stuck in this shed with you (however brief) has made me realize how fond I am of you. If there's anything I can do to help you through this... since it's kinda my fault... just say the word."
Dusty turns around to gaze at you with wide eyes. "Master... you mean that? You have... those feelings for me?"
You nod with a smile. "Sure do... and you?"
Her composure shatters like glass against concrete. "YES!" Dusty clenches her thighs together tightly and hugs herself, squishing her large chest beneath her arms. Her face is red and her eyes burn with a mixture of pent up passion and deep affection. "Master I... I love you! I know it's weird... I know we're very different... but all these years I've hoped maybe something could come of it... that we could be more than just a sled dog and her captain."
You edge closer to her. "All this time... your past seasons of heat... why didn't you tell me then?"
"I was too embarrassed," she confessed sadly. "Worried you'd reject me or send me away. All I could do was avoid other male dogs and fantasize about us together until it passed."
"Well no need to fantasize any longer, I'm here now." You move forward and wrap Dusty in your embrace and kiss her directly on the muzzle. She's turns to jello against you, leaning into the kiss and wrapping her own arms around you. Her hips rub against yours, her tail swishes side to side like a metronome, and her ears flattening like a straight edge. When you disengage she stares up at you longingly with hearts in her eyes.
"Master... I... that was..."
"Wait here one second sweetie." You dash back to the door and double check that it's still stuck closed. It is. Good, and it'll have to stay that way a while longer. With a grunt you push a nearby wooden crate across the floor until it blocks the door completely. You return to Dusty and greet her bewildered stare with a sly smile. "There now, wouldn't want us to get interrupted."
She utters a small laugh. "Good idea master. Why don't you grab some extra blankets from that shelf over there. The floor is a bit cold and hard."
You do as she asks and once a meager bedding is laid out Dusty falls down to the floor, leans back, and slowly spreads her previously clenched legs. Her completely naked crotch is exposed for you now, pink and moist with anticipation. She lifts a hand up to her face as if to cover herself from embarrassment or excitement. "I've... never done this with someone before master... I hope I'm good enough for you."
You quickly tear off the majority of your own clothes and get down on the blanket with Dusty. "You look lovely my dear. I'll make sure your first time is a special one."
You grip her body and slide her close to you, she leans back against a pile of salt bags and lets you grope and stroke and caress her. Her breasts are extra soft from her winter coat of fur and she whines in pleasure as you rub them with both hands. Then you stroke down her muscular midriff and trace the inside of her large thighs. The fur here is the softest you've ever felt. Dusty's body is strong from pulling sleds most her life, but also slightly plush from the winter coat and her womanly curves. Enjoying yourself you give her a scratch under the chin and she gives your finger a playful lick.
"Master, can I see you without clothes on now? This anticipation is killing me."
"Alrighty girl, let's get to the good part."
You strip down the last of your garments and stand shivering slightly in the frigid room. Dusty drinks in your own muscular physique like a beast parched of thirst. "Mmmm... yes master, you look great! Please get down here and mate me while I warm you with my body!"
Dusty's jacket and belt go flying to the corner of the room as you sit down on the blanket. The beautiful sled dog sits down in your lap, her thighs spread wide letting her slit rub against your shaft. Your faces are almost touching and you can feel her hot breath warming your nose. She wraps her arms around your neck and leans in as close as possible. Now her entire body is pressed againsts yours with no boundary. The closeness is euphoric! Dusty is so soft and so warm, you don't even want her to leave your lap!
"I feel like I've waited so long for this moment," she whispers happily in your ear. "But I never thought it would actually happen. Please give me your love master! Breed me and satisfy this heat!"
You slide your manhood into her with a slick movement. A shiver runs down Dusty's back that has nothing to do with the cold. She lets out half a yowl before snapping her mouth shut.
"Yeah you might want to keep the noise down," you suggest reveling in how good it feels to be inside her. "I want us to be found eventually... but not right now."
"Ye... yes master... I'll... I'll try," she pants.
You guide her hips into movement, bouncing gently up and down in your lap. At first you have to help her in the effort, but very soon Dusty starts sliding against you all on her own, and you can just sit back and enjoy the ride. The beautiful husky grinds on top of you for seemingly an eternity, her loud pants drowning out the wind from outside. She doesn't say a word, but you figure it's because she feels too good to speak. So instead you decide to do most of the talking, encouraging her like back when she was a young dog being trained to join the sled team.
"You're doing great girl, this feels incredible! That's it, up and down. Master loves you so much... unf... you just keep moving, let all those pent up desires come out. That's it, more like that."
Then Dusty slams down on you and gives a loud cry howl that couldn't be contained. Her body wracks in tremors and her insides dilate around you.
"Did you just climax sweetie?" you ask stroking her behind the ears. "That's a good girl, feels a lot better now huh?"
"You... next..." she pants. "I need... your cum!"
"I'm almost there dear," you assure her. "Just a little more."
You push Dusty backwards letting her lie on her back against that pile of salt bags, and move to position yourself over-top of her. From here you can take control and start moving back and forth. Dusty grits her teeth in the intense pleasure, spreads her legs open wider, and holds on to your neck. You're so deep inside her... and so close to your finish... finally you let go and release it all inside her. Dusty moans along with you as you both climax again together.
The wind howls outside rattling the windows and blowing snow dust under the door. You and Dusty lie on a pile of blankets without a care in the world. Dusty clings tightly to your body and licks you affectionately, her eyes shining with happiness and satisfaction. She flashes you a goofy grin and nuzzles up against your face. "Hehe... master came a lot in me... master is my mate now!"
"Looks like your heat is passed too," you observe. "Briefest heat ever right?"
"Yup," she confirms. "I'll make sure to come straight to you next time it happens."
You give her a kiss on the nose. "I hope you won't wait that long... I really enjoyed spending this "quality time" with you Dusty."
"Me too master," she agrees. "Maybe next time we can even do it in a real bed instead of a storage shed."
You both laugh together and continue cuddling until eventually someone beats on the door.
End
Happy New Years Eve!
Me sliding in with the last picture of the year, literally on the last day of the year. I wonder how many of you recognize this girl? I drew Aleu and Jenna earlier this year, so with the weather getting chilly once more, I decided to finish up my Balto pinup set with this pic. This is Dusty from the third movie, safe version.
Hope you all enjoy ^_^
Your wooden sled skids to a stop in front of the supply station, pushing fresh snow up on the bank. You jump off the drivers spot in the rear and call a few warmly dressed men over to help you unload supplies. Wooden crates of precious materials (food, medicine, etc.) all get distributed and carried off to where they'd be needed. With a fierce winter storm on the forecast, every bit of cargo you could bring back to this little town could be life saving.
While that stuff gets taken care of, you shoulder past the burly men and check on your most precious cargo of all. A single strong and slender Alaskan sled dog stands at the front of the sled. She has grayish purple fur that's thick and fluffed up in the cold climate and deep indigo eyes that sparkle like gems. She wears a zip-up jacket for additional warmth, a belt with various tools and survival gear attached, and the sled dog harness that she currently fiddles with to remove.
"Here Dusty, let me help you with that," you give her a hand taking off the heavy harness. She gives a shake when it slides over her head, her pointy ears smacking against her head.
"Thank you master, I've taken that thing off a hundred times, but my hands are a little numb right now."
"I'll bet they are," you say grasping her ungloved hands in yours and rubbing them. "I really appreciate you going out with me on that emergency run. No one expected the neighboring town to suddenly have some supplies to share with us, and with the other sled dogs away for the day you're all I had."
Dusty puts on a pleased smile and puffs her chest out a bit. "It was my pleasure master, a short run like that was no problem. I could probably make a few more right now!"
Observing her slightly shivering form, you humor her bravado with a small smile. You'd been working with sled dogs most of your life here in Nome Alaska, and met many different dogs, but Dusty was easily your favorite. She was tough, dependable, confident (a little too much sometimes), and very easy to get along with. Also you'd always admired her beautiful colored fur and sparkling eyes, and her cute curvy figure wasn't hard on the eyes either. These admirations were mostly kept to yourself however, as it didn't do for a sled dog captain to have favorites.
"For right now let's both get somewhere warm," you suggest putting your arm around her shoulders. "Then later we can discuss more future solo missions; just you and me."
All of this was said playfully, but you feel Dusty's body tense up and her face show a bit of blush; a surprising reaction from the normally easy going husky.
"I'd... I'd like that master... more solo missions... with just us. I just want to show you, I'm the best dog on the team!"
"I already know you're a fantastic dog," you reply. "But there's no need to push yourself, that's the point of being on a team."
You make your way to the nearby storage shed, dragging the now empty sled behind you. Dusty sticks close by your side, her curly tail wagging with a hidden joy. Once there you shove it in the corner with the rest of them, and stay a moment to check on various things. The storage shed is pretty good size space, filled with crates containing winter gear and sled dog hardware, some bags of salt in the corner for the roads, a shelf full of blankets, and a small stove putting out a meager amount of warmth, among other things.
"Master, do you think we have enough salt for this storm? We can uh... go and get some more."
"I think we're good there," you reply. "Besides, you've done more than enough. You should go back to the sled dog compound and warm up."
"I'm not cold master," she insist trying not to look cold.
"Then I need to go warm up," you say with a small laugh. "You sure are in a hard working mood today girl."
"I just... want to spend more time with you," she mumbles not quite loud enough for you to hear.
You start to head for the exit so Dusty speaks up louder. "Wa... wait master! Can't we stay here a bit longer? Are you cold? I'm sorry I didn't think about your comfort, let me warm you up."
Dusty bounds over to you and pushes her body against yours. Surprise grips you for a moment, but finally it dawns on you that this tender creature just wants some attention, so you put one arm around her and with your free hand you stroke the back of her head. Her soft body seems to glow in your embrace
"Maybe its not more work you want, but just me," you suggest.
Dusty makes a small noise of confirmation. She's normally so outgoing when she's playing or working with the other sled dogs, seeing her acting shy and timid now that she's alone with you is a rare occassion.
"I'm sorry master, I... I don't know why I'm like this... but I've really missed you lately, and want to jump at the chance to spend time with you."
"Missed me? We've been working together for years, I haven't gone anywhere."
"It's not the same when the other dogs are there with us," she explains. "Remember back when I first joined the team and you worked with me one on one for months, training and playing and helping me grow strong? Those are my fondest memories, because you only focused on me... I guess that's what I miss."
Suddenly Dusty pulls away and lowers her gaze somewhat ashamed. "Sorry... I... I forget my place... you're our master and captain and we've all pledged ourselves to the team. It's selfish of me to want you for myself."
"Nah, I don't think it's selfish," you assure her. "It's also my duty to make sure the needs of my team are being met individually. You're a strong sled dog Dusty, but you're also a sensitive girl and a sweetheart. If you say you need more alone time with me, then I'm happy to provide."
Dusty's eyes light up with happiness when you say that, but she contains her emotions and simply nods. "Thank you master! You're so kind to all of us... I... I just want you to know... that I... lo..."
Suddenly a strong gust of wind blows over the shed, rattling the windows and knocking items off tables. Then it catches the door just right and slams it shut with a metallic click!
"Uh oh," you mumble hurrying over to the door. You give the handle a few experimental jiggles, then a few heft shoves against the door. It doesn't budge.
"I believe something just broke," you remark with a anxious grin. "The door won't open."
"Oh no!" exclaims Dusty running over and checking the door for herself.
"Well you said you wanted to spend more time with me," you say with a dry laugh. "I guess nature heard you and granted your wish."
"Not like this though!" she grunts while pushing and pulling on the door. "You've been out working all day. You deserve to be inside resting, somewhere warm, not stuck in a storage shed."
"Same to you," you counter with a smirk. With a sigh you look around the room and take stock of the situation. "Well look at the bright side, people come here all the time, so we'll likely be found and rescued in a short while. And until then, we've got food, blankets, and a little heat from that stove in the corner. I say we wait it out."
Dusty stops pounding on the door and glances around the room, realizing the truth in your words and that your prison isn't actually that terrible. "I suppose we can wait..."
"Now first things first, let's get you warm."
"I told you I'm not co..."
"I don't want to hear it, let your master take care of you."
You coax a somewhat stubborn Dusty over to the stove, give the embers inside a few pokes to try and prod life back into them, then you sit down and unzip your coat. You take her chilly hands and place them against your chest. Her face grows redder at the contact.
"Our cores are a lot warmer than our extremities," you remind her, "the best thing for frozen fingers is to bring them close to our chest."
"Then... you too master," Dusty retracts her hands long enough to unzip her own jacket. You can't help but stare at her large fluffy chest and round boobs. Dusty takes your hands in her own and presses herself against you, making a four-hand sandwich. The feeling of her soft breasts envelopes every inch of your fingers and infuses them with warmth. Dusty nuzzles her face up under your chin, and you realize that your own face is getting a bit flushed. All the time you've spent with Dusty, playing and working, you've never been this close to her, physically or emotionally. It makes you realize how much this dog means to you.
"Master... after we get out of here, we'll have the rest of the day to ourselves. Is there anything you want to do?"
"What, you mean like a date?" her tail begins wagging at the word. "Hmmm, let's see. Maybe we could walk around town, play over by that wrecked ship, go out to eat somewhere nice. How does that sound?"
"Yeah, that sounds fun," she says looking up into your eyes. "And... and maybe we can go back to your house. I don't really want to spend the night alone in the compound. We can cuddle up on the couch, turn on the fire place, listen to the storm winds howl outside... and you can rub me behind the ears... and then we... we..."
Dusty's voice trails off as her face suddenly blushes very hard. Her breathing becomes heavy and her body trembles against you.
"Dusty, are you ok girl? What's wrong?" you reach out to grab her shoulder, but when you touch her she quivers and lets out a suppressed moan.
"Oh no... not right now," she whines backing away from you suddenly. The beautiful husky stands up on shaky haunches and crosses her legs in an embarressed fashion.
Understanding strikes you like a thunderbolt. "Dusty... did you send yourself into heat... just from fantasizing about me?"
"Don't say it like that," she answers. "I knew my time was coming soon... just... now is... don't worry master, I know how to deal with this."
Dusty moves away from the stove to a colder part of the shed, sits down and begins to coach herself out of her own desires. "Ok, calm down, slow breaths, think of cold things, icebergs, glaciers, avalanches, um... frozen lake... polar bear... master's touch! AUGH! I can't shake it!"
You approach the sled dog, staying at a respectable distance. "Dusty, I don't want to overstep my bounds... but being stuck in this shed with you (however brief) has made me realize how fond I am of you. If there's anything I can do to help you through this... since it's kinda my fault... just say the word."
Dusty turns around to gaze at you with wide eyes. "Master... you mean that? You have... those feelings for me?"
You nod with a smile. "Sure do... and you?"
Her composure shatters like glass against concrete. "YES!" Dusty clenches her thighs together tightly and hugs herself, squishing her large chest beneath her arms. Her face is red and her eyes burn with a mixture of pent up passion and deep affection. "Master I... I love you! I know it's weird... I know we're very different... but all these years I've hoped maybe something could come of it... that we could be more than just a sled dog and her captain."
You edge closer to her. "All this time... your past seasons of heat... why didn't you tell me then?"
"I was too embarrassed," she confessed sadly. "Worried you'd reject me or send me away. All I could do was avoid other male dogs and fantasize about us together until it passed."
"Well no need to fantasize any longer, I'm here now." You move forward and wrap Dusty in your embrace and kiss her directly on the muzzle. She's turns to jello against you, leaning into the kiss and wrapping her own arms around you. Her hips rub against yours, her tail swishes side to side like a metronome, and her ears flattening like a straight edge. When you disengage she stares up at you longingly with hearts in her eyes.
"Master... I... that was..."
"Wait here one second sweetie." You dash back to the door and double check that it's still stuck closed. It is. Good, and it'll have to stay that way a while longer. With a grunt you push a nearby wooden crate across the floor until it blocks the door completely. You return to Dusty and greet her bewildered stare with a sly smile. "There now, wouldn't want us to get interrupted."
She utters a small laugh. "Good idea master. Why don't you grab some extra blankets from that shelf over there. The floor is a bit cold and hard."
You do as she asks and once a meager bedding is laid out Dusty falls down to the floor, leans back, and slowly spreads her previously clenched legs. Her completely naked crotch is exposed for you now, pink and moist with anticipation. She lifts a hand up to her face as if to cover herself from embarrassment or excitement. "I've... never done this with someone before master... I hope I'm good enough for you."
You quickly tear off the majority of your own clothes and get down on the blanket with Dusty. "You look lovely my dear. I'll make sure your first time is a special one."
You grip her body and slide her close to you, she leans back against a pile of salt bags and lets you grope and stroke and caress her. Her breasts are extra soft from her winter coat of fur and she whines in pleasure as you rub them with both hands. Then you stroke down her muscular midriff and trace the inside of her large thighs. The fur here is the softest you've ever felt. Dusty's body is strong from pulling sleds most her life, but also slightly plush from the winter coat and her womanly curves. Enjoying yourself you give her a scratch under the chin and she gives your finger a playful lick.
"Master, can I see you without clothes on now? This anticipation is killing me."
"Alrighty girl, let's get to the good part."
You strip down the last of your garments and stand shivering slightly in the frigid room. Dusty drinks in your own muscular physique like a beast parched of thirst. "Mmmm... yes master, you look great! Please get down here and mate me while I warm you with my body!"
Dusty's jacket and belt go flying to the corner of the room as you sit down on the blanket. The beautiful sled dog sits down in your lap, her thighs spread wide letting her slit rub against your shaft. Your faces are almost touching and you can feel her hot breath warming your nose. She wraps her arms around your neck and leans in as close as possible. Now her entire body is pressed againsts yours with no boundary. The closeness is euphoric! Dusty is so soft and so warm, you don't even want her to leave your lap!
"I feel like I've waited so long for this moment," she whispers happily in your ear. "But I never thought it would actually happen. Please give me your love master! Breed me and satisfy this heat!"
You slide your manhood into her with a slick movement. A shiver runs down Dusty's back that has nothing to do with the cold. She lets out half a yowl before snapping her mouth shut.
"Yeah you might want to keep the noise down," you suggest reveling in how good it feels to be inside her. "I want us to be found eventually... but not right now."
"Ye... yes master... I'll... I'll try," she pants.
You guide her hips into movement, bouncing gently up and down in your lap. At first you have to help her in the effort, but very soon Dusty starts sliding against you all on her own, and you can just sit back and enjoy the ride. The beautiful husky grinds on top of you for seemingly an eternity, her loud pants drowning out the wind from outside. She doesn't say a word, but you figure it's because she feels too good to speak. So instead you decide to do most of the talking, encouraging her like back when she was a young dog being trained to join the sled team.
"You're doing great girl, this feels incredible! That's it, up and down. Master loves you so much... unf... you just keep moving, let all those pent up desires come out. That's it, more like that."
Then Dusty slams down on you and gives a loud cry howl that couldn't be contained. Her body wracks in tremors and her insides dilate around you.
"Did you just climax sweetie?" you ask stroking her behind the ears. "That's a good girl, feels a lot better now huh?"
"You... next..." she pants. "I need... your cum!"
"I'm almost there dear," you assure her. "Just a little more."
You push Dusty backwards letting her lie on her back against that pile of salt bags, and move to position yourself over-top of her. From here you can take control and start moving back and forth. Dusty grits her teeth in the intense pleasure, spreads her legs open wider, and holds on to your neck. You're so deep inside her... and so close to your finish... finally you let go and release it all inside her. Dusty moans along with you as you both climax again together.
The wind howls outside rattling the windows and blowing snow dust under the door. You and Dusty lie on a pile of blankets without a care in the world. Dusty clings tightly to your body and licks you affectionately, her eyes shining with happiness and satisfaction. She flashes you a goofy grin and nuzzles up against your face. "Hehe... master came a lot in me... master is my mate now!"
"Looks like your heat is passed too," you observe. "Briefest heat ever right?"
"Yup," she confirms. "I'll make sure to come straight to you next time it happens."
You give her a kiss on the nose. "I hope you won't wait that long... I really enjoyed spending this "quality time" with you Dusty."
"Me too master," she agrees. "Maybe next time we can even do it in a real bed instead of a storage shed."
You both laugh together and continue cuddling until eventually someone beats on the door.
End
Happy New Years Eve!
Me sliding in with the last picture of the year, literally on the last day of the year. I wonder how many of you recognize this girl? I drew Aleu and Jenna earlier this year, so with the weather getting chilly once more, I decided to finish up my Balto pinup set with this pic. This is Dusty from the third movie, safe version.
Hope you all enjoy ^_^
Category Artwork (Digital) / Fanart
Species Husky
Size 1500 x 2200px
File Size 601.7 kB
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