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Mutt Part 4
Vince took off for a different area to fish. I stood beside him as we cruised. "I'm proud of you Vince said quietly so Tegan couldn't hear him. Maybe there's hope in turning you into an alpha type dog after all..."
I looked at him in disbelief. "I find that hard to believe coming from the dog that has been breeding my wife right in front of me..."
"That's just business. I like you Ethan, you're a good pup. And Mr. Fürstenberg likes you too..."
"Just not enough to have me give him a grandson." I said.
"We've gone over that before. It's something you wouldn't understand..." He replied and returned to steering effectively shutting off the conversation.
But I did understand. Why wouldn't Frank want big strong grandchildren that looked like Vince and him. He was in a position to get what he wanted too. If I skipped town and got our marriage annulled he could easily hire a nanny to raise them. And I'm sure he could find some pure bred Great Dane to marry a rich heiress like Anna Mae.
Vince found a patch of floating Sargasso seaweed and he let us drift with it. He and Tegan rerigged our rods to fish for dolphin fish. There were no weights on the lines just a hook and a barrel swivel. Tegan hooked a pilchard through the lips and handed me the rod.
"Ethan these are a fish of a different color, figuratively and litterally. They fight much harder and faster and they love to jump out of the water and do aerial displays. And they are down right gaudy in with their blues, greens, yellows and oranges that look like they were just splashed onto the fish."
"You just have to cast right next to the seaweed and let the pilchard flutter around. When a dolphin fish hits it make sure you set the hook hard and hold on." He said and started to rig up his rod.
I cast right out beside the floating mat of seaweed and other debris that had got caught up in this particular eddy of the ocean. All of a sudden a torpedo shot from under the seaweed and hit my bait and kept running. I remembered to jerk hard and soon line was pulling off of my reel. I tried to lock up the spool so I didn't lose line.
"Let the spool go! Let him take the line and tire himself out!" Vince yelled.
I pulled my hand away from the reel and let him peel line off of it. I realized the reel had some sort of mechanism that gave up line when a certain amount of tension was reached so the line wouldn't break. It jumped a few times and zipped all over the area before it tired out and grudgingly let me reel it in.
I got it close enough to the boat for Tegan to gaff it and pull it on board. That was when the shit hit the fan. The fish bounced all over the deck until Vince hit it in the head with a billy club.
"Nice one Ethan!" Vince enthused. "That's got to be a nice forty-five pound bull."
"I thought these were dolphin fish not bull fish." I said confused.
"We call the males "bull dolphin" when they get big. They are what we're after. That's not a trophy sized one but it's not bad." He said clapping me on the back.
We fished until the bite slowed down around the seaweed and then we packed up to head in for lunch. Tegan was steering the boat while Vince and I were sitting in some captains chairs at the back of the boat.
"Vince can you steer for a while." I asked.
"Sure but why?" He asked.
"Because Tegan and I have some unfinished business..." I said with an evil grin on my muzzle. I could feel my dominance pheromones building. I think Vince could smell them too.
"I'll send him back here." Vince said as the walked up to take over the helm. He spoke to Tegan and tossed his head over in my direction. Tegan walked over my way.
"The Captain says you wanted to see me Sir." He said standing at attention but not meeting my eyes.
"Yes we have some unfinished business if I recall."
"Yes Sir I'm ready to accept my punishment." He concluded.
"Well why don't you get down on your knees where you belong and see if you can get me hard. I mean you gotta be good for something or Vince wouldn't keep you around..." I said in as demeaning a manner as I could. Earlier he'd been resentful for having to suck a mutt's cock, but now he was properly submissive.
I was sitting in the Captain's chair and he knelt in front of me. Like a nice little sub should. He was bobbing up and down on my little four inch cock. I lay back in the seat and let him do the work. My only effort was to scratch him behind the ears as encouragement.
It was a pleasant feeling. The boat rhythmically popping on the tiny swells and a talented mouth bouncing on my cock while I relaxed and let my subby little bitch worship my cock. I was actually starting to feel like a real dog. "Man you reek to high heaven but it smells good on you. When we get back to the "Filthy Rich" they are all going to know that you've been subbing for a mutt." I chided him.
"I realize that Sir. I brought it on myself." He said as he took a moment break from sucking my little boner.
But I was ready for more than that. I was going to fuck a purebred asshole. "Get up and go bend over the rail." I said. He obeyed without question.
I could see we had a problem immediately. I'd not paid attention to how big Tegan was. He looked small next to Vince but I realized that he was about six feet two inches tall. I was only five feet tall So there was no way my little pecker could reach his asshole. I saw a heavy plastic footlocker against the side of the rail and I pulled it behind him. When I climbed up on it I was in just the right position to bury my bone into his asshole. And that's just what I did.
He wasn't lubed up or stretched out but he was used to getting fucked by Vince so taking me to the hilt in one was an easy task. But there was still the indignity of a purebred getting fucked by a mutt of completely unknown parentage. Plus when we got back to the "Filthy Rich" everyone would know that I'd not only marked him the feral way but they'd be able to smell that I'd topped him. It would bring down his stature in the eyes of the rest of the crew, but eventually he'd be able to recover.
Soon I was hammering away at his well used asshole until I was getting down to the short strokes. I glanced over at Vince and he gave me the thumbs up with a big grin on his muzzle.
I reached around and found the despite my diminutive size I'd been able to get him aroused. My cock wasn't big enough to slide across his prostate but it was doing a good enough job of pounding into it. I started jerking him in time with my thrusts and it wasn't long before he was starting to knot up and so was I. I thrust with deep thrusts with little to no withdrawal as I seated myself in balls deep. When my knot was fully engaged I grunted and marked his ass as mine.
It was the first time I'd ever fucked a male before. When I came he did too and it felt so good when his asshole was milking the back of his knot with each shot of semen he shot. Despite his degrading experience of being fucked by a mutt I'd been able to get him off. I guess there was something to be said about a dominating attitude because nothing else about me should have elicited such a response.
He continued to shoot his seed into the beautiful blue Caribbean Sea and I filled his backside most of the way back to the "Filthy Rich". I lasted about fifteen minutes before I came down enough to slip out of him. We all put our clothes back on and got ready to board the main yacht.
The crew had all come over to see us back aboard and all of them wrinkled their noses when they smelled the stench of Tegan. He came aboard not willing to meet the eyes of the others. They knew he'd been marked in a dominance play and from the smell of him they knew that he'd been totally dominated by a tiny little mutt.
Tegan went to eat with the crew while Anna Mae, Vince and I sat at a table at the highest point of the yacht. It was a beautiful day, which seemed to be the norm for here. A sexy Doberman bitch with a nice rack brought us our lunch. It was fajitas with a side of refried beans and Spanish rice with a pitcher of Margaritas to wash it down.
Anna Mae seemed to be in a good mood. I think she needed this day of rest. She'd gotten half way through the romance novel and was eager to get back to finish it since the heroine was in eminent danger when she'd put the book down for lunch.
I'd told her all about catching the different fish that we'd managed to land and her nose told her all about how I'd dominated the much bigger boxer. It was unspoken but it was obvious that her respect was rebounding a little after reaching a low point.
Vince helped out a little here. He told her all about how I put the First Mate in his place and showed him exactly who the alpha dog was. All the while he was running his foot up and down my crotch under the table. I was trying to read exactly what type of signal he was sending me.
After lunch Anna Mae went back to reading her novel and her nude sunbathing while Vince and I joined Tegan back on the fishing boat. While we were eating the crew had taken the fish we'd caught in the morning and transferred them to the coolers by the fish cleaning station at the bow of the yacht. They would clean them and put some of them into the fridge for us to use on this trip and the rest would get vacuum packed and put into the freezer.
We launched for the afternoon fishing and hit a few more spots for grouper and snapper. Vince managed to find four more prime spots and soon we had all the fish we planned to keep. After the fishing slowed down on the last spot Vince stated, "Watching you get buggered by a mutt this morning has me really turned on. Since I'm probably not gonna get any pussy tonight I figure some prime Boxer ass will do the trick. Tegan get your ass over here."
"Yes Sir." He replied. You could tell that he really wanted to get his ass fucked by this alpha stud unlike his feelings of getting fucked by a runt. We had shucked our clothes once we'd gotten out of sight of the "Filthy Rich" so we were all ready to go. He got down on his knees in front of Vince and started getting him ready. While he peeled back Vince's sheath and started to bob his muzzle up and down on it Vince motioned me over to stand beside him.
"There are two alphas here that need taken care of Pup." He said motioning toward my boner.
Tegan didn't say anything, his mouth was too busy going back and forth between our cocks. They looked so strange next to each other. Vince's massive ten inch monster and my four inch puppy cock. But that was all good as Tegan spent equal time on each one. I wonder if they'd done the same thing for other clients.
Below the deck there was a sleeping quarters with a queen bed in it. When Tegan had gotten Vince nice and hard we all adjourned to the bed. Vince guided his cock into Tegan's ass from behind. He had no trouble getting it in. For all his degrading talk about me earlier it was obvious that he'd taken Vince's cock on a regular basis. I wouldn't be surprised if it was the main reason he'd gotten the job as First Mate. Actually the name sort of suggests that I thought with an inner giggle.
Vince tossed his head in an invitation to me and I realized almost immediately what he wanted me to do. I got in front of Tegan and lined my little pecker up with his already overstuffed asshole. I slid my dick against the underside of Vince's cock until I reached the ring of Tegan's asshole and then I had to really push hard to get the tip in and then when I breached his defenses it all went in with a single push.
I was getting surprised at how assertive I was becoming around the purebreds compared to what I'd been outside of the really powerful ones like Vince. And even there I was becoming more assertive. Vince and I started alternately thrusting into the Boxer. His moans of pleasure were spurring us on and soon we both started to knot up. The undersides of our knots were pressed against and we started to cum at the same time. We could both feel the others seed as it jetted into the now subby Boxer. Our balls were pressed together as we shared our conquest.
I know I was getting more satisfaction from my contact with Vince than I was with filling Tegan with my seed. I normally only had a knot for fifteen minutes with the stimulation of Vince's throbbing massive knot against it I stayed hard the entire length of time that Vince did.
When we finally pulled out Vince and I high fived over Tegan's prone body. Tegan got up and cleaned Vince off and then to my surprise he cleaned me off. While he was doing it I rubbed his ears and said, "Good boy." In my most condescending tone.
We went back to the "Filthy Rich" for dinner and just relaxed for the rest of the day. Vince was needed to supervise some maintenance work so I decided to wander the ship. I went down into the bowels of the ship where all of the dirty work went on. In the galley I saw someone working. He was scrubbing pots and pans.
When he heard me he turned and looked at me. To my surprise he was also a mutt. I'd not seen him so far during the cruise. All of the crew that I'd seen were pretty or handsome to the point of being models. This dog seemed to have as many breeds in his background as I did, but they were much larger breeds than what were in my background. He was over six feet tall and very muscular, built perfectly for physical labor. Somehow I got a feeling that he got some time in in the gym when the guests were off in port or sleeping, For a mutt he wasn't ugly, sort of handsome in a rugged way, but he didn't have the even features of the handsome aristocratic purebreds.
He was wearing a rubber apron to keep most of the water off of him. He looked at me in awe and asked, "What can I help you with Sir?" He asked, not looking me in the eye. That was behavior of a mutt toward a purebred not a mutt to another even smaller mutt.
"I was just exploring the ship and happened to work my way down here. I haven't seen you before." I said.
"I'm not supposed to be seen by the guests Sir. I'm here to do the work that most purebreds wouldn't be caught dead doing Sir. But it's the best job I can get and I'm grateful to your father-in-law for giving it to me. It's ugly work but I'm an ugly mutt and Mr. Fürstenberg pays me well for the work I do..." He replied.
"So you know who I am?" I asked.
"Of course Sir. You're a hero to me and most of the other mutts. A mutt that has gone head to head with the purebreds and won. I don't think there is another mutt in existence that has worked himself up as far as you have on the corporate ladder and you're not even twenty-one yet." He said drying his hands with a towel. He removed the rubber apron and hung it up on a hook. Underneath it he was wearing a ship uniform. The name tag on it said Max.
I could see a small table with a couple of chairs and a coffee maker was on the counter.
"Why don't you take a break and join me for coffee Max." I said.
"Sir it's not time for my break yet. I don't want to get in trouble and lose this job..." He replied, his anxiety obvious.
"Don't worry. If anyone says anything to you about it you just tell me. They'll be sorry. Ask Tegan what happens to dogs that cross me."
He barked out a laugh. "Everyone's heard about that Sir. I can't say anyone was ever more deserving of a comeuppance Sir." He then put a new pot of coffee on. He went into the refrigerator and got out a plastic container of cherry cheese danish, put them onto plates and brought them to the table. They were the same danish that were served to guests.
"So my father-in-law doesn't have you on bread and water rations?" I asked teasingly.
"No Sir. The food is great and I can have as much as I want. Mr. Fürstenberg is really generous with me. He appreciates how hard I work down here." He said as he poured our coffee and set my cup and a danish in front of me.
We talked for quite a while. He was obviously in awe of me and wanted me to talk about myself, but I wanted to hear about him. He was a typical mutt with no self confidence. He was emitting submission pheromones and more than you would expect even for a mutt in the presence of a superior. After what had gone on today I was on a bit of a testosterone overload and I realized I was responding with dominance pheromones.
"In addition to my duties as the galley dog I'm expected to put out for the lowest ranking purebreds on the ship. It's kind of a shit rolls downhill kind of thing. The Captain fucks the First Mate and the First Mate fucks the lower ranking purebred crew members. And they assert their dominance on me. Since I'm a mutt they all outrank me..."
"Does that bother you?" I asked.
"Not really Sir. I've had to deal with that all my life and I've kind of gotten used to being the bottom for purebreds. I get turned on when they secrete dominance pheromones like you're doing now..."
I'd spite fucked Tegan for how he'd treated me but I didn't want to take advantage of this poor mutt. I knew how much more powerful I was than him and I didn't want to have him submit to me out of obligation. So I let his suggestiveness slide.
I made him tell me more about himself through another danish and a refill on the coffee. He came out of his shell and gave me short life history. When he finished I got up to leave. "Well it was nice meeting you. If you don't mind I'll try to stop down and visit you again before the cruise is over. I'll put in a good word for you and if you need anything let me know." I said as I reached out to shake his paw.
He reached out to take my paw in a manner showing that he didn't think he was worthy of shaking my paw. "Thank you Sir. But I do have a favor I'd like to ask..." He said timidly.
"What would you like?" I asked.
It was as if he was getting cold feet about imposing on me, but finally I could see him gather his courage and blurt out. "Sir I'd consider it an honor to have the privilege of servicing you..."
"You don't need to feel obligated to do that." I replied.
"I understand Sir. I know if I was important like you I wouldn't want someone as insignificant as me servicing them. But I still appreciate you coming down and spending time with me. I'll always treasure having met you Sir." He said in embarrassment from what he thought was me rejecting him.
"Whoa pup. I didn't say I didn't want you to service me. I don't consider you unworthy, I just don't want to be another dog that takes advantage of you."
"Sir it wouldn't be taking advantage of me, it would be making a dream come true. I've come to like servicing the lower ranking purebreds but that would be nothing like servicing you. I wasn't lying when I said that you were my hero. We get all of the business magazines and I've kept every one of them that mentions you. You've made some real innovations in the IT field and of course the fact that you're a mutt makes them all the more news worthy." He said.
"Here let me show you." He said taking my paw and leading me to a door that looked like it would lead to a cabinet. But when he opened it it led to a decent size bedroom. It wasn't much different than the crew quarters of the rest of the crew. It seemed that other than not wanting him to socialize with the guests that Frank did treat him well. There was a single bed in the room but it was nice quality and had nice linens on it. Not fancy ones like the ones in the Master Bedroom but not bottom basement ones either. I understood why he was thankful for his job. It was much better than most mutts had any hope of achieving.
He opened a footlocker at the bottom of his bed and it had a fair stack of magazines in it. The "Filthy Rich" had subscriptions to all of the main ones so the guests could keep up with business while at sea. On the top was a copy of Top Dog Monthly, the biggest business magazine with a picture of me on the cover. I'd done the interview a month before and it was about me marrying Frank Fürstenberg's daughter. That was the only cover I'd made, but there were a dozen others that had articles in them that pertained to me. He had them marked with book markers.
I'd been so busy working that I'd never really thought about how high I'd risen in such a short time and how I may be the highest ranking mutt in the entire business world...
"I've been careful to not get the pages sticky if you know what I mean..." He said mischievously. I glanced down at his uniform pants and I could see an obvious tent. He was packing a significant weapon. I wondered if he would be disappointed when he saw my little dick.
"So you still want to service me?" I asked.
"Yes Sir!" He said with enthusiasm. He dropped to his knees in front of me. He unbuttoned the shorts I had on and let them slide down my skinny legs. Then he pulled my briefs over my hips and let them fall. My little four inch penis was pointing right at his muzzle. He stared at it for a second.
"Are you disappointed?" I asked.
"Hell no Sir. It's pretty much what I expected from a dog your size. You may not be large in stature Sir, but you're a giant to all of us mutts. Many of us would give anything to have the chance to be with you..." He said then brought his head toward my cock. He skinned back my foreskin with his lips as I fed my cock into his muzzle. When his nose pad was buried in my pubes he inhaled deeply and blissfully as my dominance pheromones permeated his senses.
He took me into his large muzzle and was able to run his tongue in circles around my entire cock. He did that for a while then with his muzzle all the way over my cock he snaked out his tongue to lick my tiny little balls. That was something I'd never felt before. He continued until I got close to the edge and he pulled off.
"You don't want me to cum in your muzzle?" I asked.
"Well Sir. I was hoping you'd fuck me instead." He replied.
He crawled up on the bed onto his belly and tilted his ass up to the proper position. I crawled up on the bed as he pulled his tail up and to the left. I decided that I was going to treat him a little. He had a sexy bubble butt and instead of mounting him I bent down, spread his cheeks and started to rim him.
"Sir you don't have to do that?"
"Don't any of the purebreds rim you before they fuck you?" I asked curiously.
"No Sir. I'm here for their pleasure not the other way around." He said.
"They should have just as much concern for your pleasure." I said as I finished up and mounted his inviting body. I guided my little boner into him and slid in easily into his submissive body. I'd learned a lot by fucking Tegan in addition to all of the porn I'd watched getting ready for my wedding night.
I could feel his prostate and I tilted my pelvis to make sure I jammed directly into it. I'd learned that despite my lack of length and girth I could use it to my advantage by jamming my cock into his prostate instead of sliding it over it. I had him moaning in no time.
I reached under him and started to slide his sheath up and down his impressive endowment. He had about eight inches, which was more than Tegan had. He was a whole lotta dog that had been reduced to a submissive little bitch just because he was a mutt.
I stroked him in time with my thrusting. I could feel the tingling in my balls as my knot started to grow. Max clenched tight around my knot as I got down to the short strokes. With each inward thrust the head of my cock nudged his prostate and I milked his forming knot.
I leaned forward as far as I could and grabbed his shoulder in a mating bite as I seated my knot in as far as I could. I grunted around the fur in my mouth as I came into this much larger dog. He just whimpered and came onto the bed as I filled him. I collapsed onto his back in exhaustion. I was starting to like fucking larger dogs that should have been dominant to me just based on size and power.
I let go of my mating bite and rested on top of him as I continued to dump my load into him. He sighed with contentment. I'm sure he barely noticed my weight on his strong back. "Sir any time you want to take me you don't even have to ask..." He said contentedly in the afterglow of our combined orgasms. We lay there until my knot got small enough to pop out. When I rolled off of him and onto my back he cleaned me off.
I realized that I had to let him get back to work. As we dressed I started thinking about how it might be nice to have him working for me. With the estate that I'd bought for Anna Mae I'd be needing a butler. Maybe I'd steal the galley boy out from under my father-in-law's thumb. But I guess that would depend on how things went when I confronted my father-in-law when I got back. I was starting to gain confidence but it would still take a lot to go up in front of Frank.
"So would you consider becoming a butler?" I asked.
"I never thought about it. No one would ever hire an ugly mutt like me as a butler." He replied dismissively.
"Well think about it. I may be in need of one with the new estate I just bought. I'll have to talk to Frank about it. That is if you are interested..."
"Interested in working for you? Of course Sir."
"There's no guarantee but there is a good possibility." I said as I headed out the door.
The remainder of the week went quickly. Vince bred Anna Mae once each day until on the last day her heat pheromones petered out. She was out of heat so no further mating was going to accomplish anything. Either she was pregnant or not at this point.
Every day I found time to meet up with Max. I really liked him. I'd never met up with anyone that idolized me before. Many of the dogs at work respected my abilities but many resented the fact that I was a mutt and was their superior. Max had no problem acknowledging me as his superior. His feelings toward me stroked my ego in ways that it really needed. But I didn't put him down or try to make him feel inferior. I let him know that I respected him despite his deference to me. Leaving him was the worst part of the trip ending.