Luxurious Lifestyle [ Bear & Protagonist ]

There was no place better to live than the lap of luxury, and Alexis was the vision of what it meant to be in the best of high society. From her childhood, she lived a life of struggle. Her parents had been lower class, minimum wage workers for as far back as she could remember, and they had always reminded her that money couldn't buy happiness. It wasn't until she was already an adult that she listened to them.

Her husband was the one that had lifted her from poverty into a luxurious lifestyle, where she could easily afford to drop a couple grand on an item just because she wanted it. She hadn't had to worry about finances since they were both in their twenties, when he was just starting off his career. Since her late twenties, Alexis had become a housewife, mostly enjoying the ability to stay at home and do nothing.

Of course, for her to be the wife of such an influential man, it came with a price. People expected a certain level of decorum and poise from her, and practically demanded that she stuff her vibrant personality into a box to fit the standard of what all rich housewives must act like. Apparently, she needed to be aloof in public and classy behind doors, to sip the finest of wines and turn her nose up, and to remain silent while her husband spoke.

So far, she'd managed to do very little of that list. While she could certainly play the part of the aloof and nonchalant woman in public, it was quite a difficult task for Alexis to hold her tongue when it came to people frankly insulting her household, which was a lovely mansion on a large estate. The place was always scrupulously clean and quite well-decorated with Victorian high fashion.

Her tongue was always the hardest to control when she was forced to attend their fancy soirees, and she had hated every moment of smiling and nodding to agree with them. Her husband, as of late, had seemed to be less than enthusiastic about their relationship, seeming to only be halfway paying attention to her while they talked over supper, and his love-making had become... Half-hearted, though she had always been zealous with him.

Perhaps it was the fact that they had been told she would never bear him a child, or perhaps it was the fact that his 'secretary' sucked his cock every day around two o'clock. Either way, Alison had long quite caring. The only thing that had put a spark between them lately was his casual announcement of a gift that was being brought in for her, a bit of a surprise to ease her loneliness in the hours in which she was stuck in the home by herself and the cleaning staff.

And today was the day that he would present it to her, Alexis too excited to worry about getting dressed before the day started, her silk lingerie hanging loose on her body. "Husband, darling!" She called out through the house, wandering down their stairs to the main entrance, "Oh, husband?"

The only thing that Rock knew in his short time alive was the cold, dark cell he had grown up in. The life of an anthro wolf was the complete antithesis of the lap of luxury. From the moment he was born he had been ripped from his mother's arms and tossed into a cage. Barely larger than a puppy at birth, Rock quickly outgrew the cage and had been placed into a large, concrete cell.

It was in that cell that Rock would learn his place. He was a pet. His purpose in life was to serve his master. To be a loyal servant. Days turned into nights. Nights turned into weeks. Weeks into months. And soon years passed before Rock had ever left that place. The only place he'd ever known.

Rock, now at the ripe age of 16 in Anthro years, was just coming into his teen years. No longer a cute, sweet little puppy. He was a beast. A brute. Few anthros his age found homes as pets anymore. Most were considered too dangerous. Standing over 6'6" with hands the size of a man's head, and a body built like a brick house, it was easy to see why. Not to mention at his age an anthro was just beginning to come into his mating cycle. His instincts drew him to females. So if not sold as a puppy, a beast his age was normally clipped and sold as a means of protection.

Thankfully Rock had avoided all that. Had he been sold weeks later it may have been a different story, but Rock was sold as a pet. He was collared and bound and shoved into a large van for transport. He couldn't see where he was going till the large white doors opened and he was pulled back into the light. The house was huge. He'd never seen anything like it.

A man was standing by the door with a smile on his face as Rock emerged. "Excellent. He's beautiful! Look at him. She's going to be so excited. Please, bring him inside." The man said as he opened the door. The large chain attached to Rock's collar was yanked and he followed into the house, lumbering on two feet like the beast he was.

As he entered the house he instantly smelled her. The scent was intoxicating as it filled the beasts nostrils. He smelled her even before he heard her voice call out. Her scent made his silver fur tingle. Then he heard her voice and he felt a tightness in his chest.

The man who greeted them at the door then called out to her. "Down here darling! I have a surprise for you! Hurry down!" The man approached Rock and extended his hand to the animal. "She's going to love you big guy." But Rock growled at the man and pulled away. Instead waiting for the person he was intended for.

As soon as she came within view of the beast, she knew precisely what her present was to be. He was a massive thing, towering over her husband dearest and looking every bit as impressive as his wilder kin. He had a large chest and thick arms, his thighs almost like tree trunks in comparison to her. Alexis' eyes lit up and she let out a soft gasp.

Her pace changed to almost floating down the stairs, breasts bouncing beneath the thin silk of her night shirt. Her husband may as well not have existed for all the attention she showed him, "Oh, my love..." She whispered, covering the grin on her lips, "He is perfect!" Even with the feral vibe that he was giving off, she wasn't frightened away from him, acting as if he were nothing more than an oversized pup.

She flashed the beast a smile and leaped, tossing her arms around his vast neck and squeezed, burying her face in his fur and inhaling his scent. Some of the excitement died from her face then, her head turning away to make a sour expression. "Oh, ugh. You... You couldn't take the time to make him not smell like a kennel?" She demanded, joy temporarily forgotten as she turned on the man.

Dammit, if he was going to gift her then he needed to do it properly and have her pet completely prepared for her to do with as she pleased.

The beast watched her excitement grow as she grew closer and closer to him. She was tiny by comparison of his massive, impressive frame. One of his arms was nearly as large as her waist.

As she bounded toward him her scent grew, and he took it in, feeling the warmth inside of him growing. He did not growl at her when she threw her arms around him though. He knew that he was intended for her. She was his owner. Not this weak male standing next to him. He may have paid for him, but he did not belong to him.

When she pulled away he knelt down in front of her, lowering himself before her. He could sense her displeasure. He moved in closer to her and looked up at her curiously. His snout so close to her thighs, he sniffed some more, leaning into the scent that left her.

Her husband shook his head. "I had no idea they wouldn't wash him. I figured for the price I'd paid they would at least give him a bath. Shit. Well he's yours now. Take him outside and give him a bath or something."

The animal quickly turned his head to the man and growled again, protective of the woman, not liking the way he spoke to her.

Though Alexis was still quite enthralled in her new pet, she wasn't stopping to watch his every move. She was hardly paying attention when he dropped down, his snout quite close to being in between her legs and his curious nose attracted to her sex. If it wasn't for the tickle of his hot, wet breath against her thighs she wouldn't have noticed that he was even down there. Absently, she stroked at his head, enjoying the feel of at least someone taking an interest in what was between her thighs. God knows it had been months since her husband had fucked her, and even then it had been over before she was even started.

She rolled her eyes at the stupidity of her husband, groaning as if he had failed the present altogether. He wasn't the best at what he did, but at least he would try. "Whatever," She said, reaching down to softly stroke Rock, "Come, boy, let's go bathe you." She said, turning on her heel away from her husband and trotting up the staircase again, not towards the balcony where she could wash him outside, but towards their bedroom, where they had quite an expansive bathroom.

Alexis smirked back at her husband as she shut the door behind her pet, stalking off to the bathroom. It was truly the bathroom of the rich, large enough that there was plenty of room for about twenty people to group inside the main area, and the shower was large enough for five, the shower heads built into the ceiling of it to make it feel like rain. "Come, boy," She motioned to the shower area, stripping off her clothing and tossing them aside, turning on the shower to a nice steamy temperature. "You're dirty. Get in the shower."

Rock could see the disgust and contempt she held for her husband, and it was easy to see why. He was a weak man. Completely worthless. Rock didn't respect him, barking at him aggressively as she spoke to him with little to no respect in her voice. As she let him he leaned into her hand and licked at the tips of her fingers.

When she told him that it was time for a bath Rock hesitated though. Bath time before had always meant getting hosed down by a firehouse in an empty lot. It was unpleasant to say the least and it brought back bad memories. But he followed behind her slowly and cautiously, looking around like he was expecting something horrible to happen.

When he entered the fancy bathroom he was shocked though. This was nothing like the firehouse. It smelled so nice in here. The beast watched as his owner stripped off her clothes, and as he watched her he began to pant heavily, feeling an excitement rise inside of him. As she called for him he slowly made his way into the shower with her. The water felt so good. The beast stood up again, towering over her. His massive frame solid as a building. Looking down at her he brushed past her, his soft fur rubbing against her naked breasts, tickling her sensitive nipples.

As Rock passed by her, she shivered as his soft fur brushed across her pert nipples, goosebumps rising on her flesh at the strange and somewhat exciting sensation. She watched the beast straighten himself up inside the shower, his fur flattening down across his body and showing the true power of his muscles. Even with all the "fluff" flattened, she didn't find him intimidating, though he could easily snap her like a twig.

"Good Boy." She assured, stepping into the softly raining shower to reach around him, grasping a shampoo that didn't smell too strong but was quite efficient at cleaning. Alexis let him see it before she squirted a generous amount onto him, smiling as she started to massage the shampoo into his thick, luxurious fur. If he had been properly taken care of, then he easily would have had a silky coat that glimmered in sunlight. Instead, she was disgusted as dirt seemed to rain from him, the water almost black as she worked the water through his slowly cleaner fur.

Even with the dirt, she could see that he was a diamond in the rough, her hands admittedly curious as she started to work a fresh squirt of shampoo into his lower abdomen. Her teeth but her lower lip gently as she came to the moment of no return, a pink blush coming to her cheeks as she fondled and stroked his sheath, feeling rather dirty though she was just trying to clean him. Even still, there was an undeniable thrill between her legs, her body enjoying the taboo of it all

Rock had never been showered before, or taken care of. Beyond a hose spraying him down he'd never been so pampered. The animal tilted his head curiously as he watched her grab the shampoo and show it too him. As she squirted it into her hand he could smell the fresh scent. His eyes were fixed on her hands as he watched them reach his body and start to massage the strange stuff into his thick fur. It felt nice to have her small hands rubbing his thick fur and caressing his bulky, muscular frame. The water exposed every tight, large muscle hidden under his fur, and it was easy to see that Rock was a dangerous beast. One that could kill easily.

It wasn't just his muscles that made him dangerous though. As she started to wash his sheath Rock began to pant. His large maw opening giving view to his razer sharp teeth. They could sink into flesh like butter, tearing apart anyone, or anything, that threatened him or his master.

The beast's large, pink tongue hung from his maw heavy as he panted out. Her soft, gangly hands felt so good on his sheath, and as she caressed him he could also sense her scent. Taking it in as he panted. Knowing something was happening to his master too. Sniffing the air he breathed in deep, taking it in more and more. Whining softly as he felt just the tip of his large, deep red, tapered dog cock begin peeking out from that thick, fuzzy sheathe.

Alexis, though admittedly far too trusting in the beast, didn’t stop gauging his reaction as she continued in her bathing ritual of her new pet. She observed his reactions to the soap, watched the way the water ran down his fur, and admired as his maw fell open and exposed his awful teeth. Her nose wrinkled just a bit at that, as he wasn’t aware that his breath, in comparison to her freshly brushed and rinsed mouth, smelled awful. It was… Puppy breath, for lack of better description. THe mix of rotted meat and chow that he was fed, having wasted away without the touch of mint.

That, too, would be fixed.

But her pet, at least, didn’t seem opposed to anything that she was doing, even as her hands dipped ever lower on his body. Her fingers worked in soft and slow circles on him, working through years of accumulated and never properly washed dirt and grime. Her heart was racing as his cock slid from its sheath just a bit, the tapered tip a curious thing that… Had her attention, to say the least. And for the first time since she had gotten him, Alexis hesitated.

Just not for long. Her eyes finally dropped down from his face and she watched his cock as her hands moved over his sheath and slow, long strokes, her hands turning so that her thumb could softly rub over the tip, as if curious to what it was. He was large, and his cock was hot compared to her own skin, wet though not from water.

This was a proper pampering for Rock. THe care and attention that was being showered upon him was something he never thought he'd get in his life. So being here with his new master was amazing. He felt her hands run through his fur and over his body and he lightly panted as he watched those small hands dance through his thick, wet fur. His body reacted to her fingertips, muscles flexing at her touch.

As her hands worked his sheath his panting grew heavier and his large chest would rise and fall as he breathed heavily. His tapered tip of his cock began sliding further and further out as she worked his manhood. He could see the curious gaze in her eyes as he grew more and more.

WHen she started to stroke him he'd be able to hear the wolf begin whimpering deeply as her hand ran up and down his shaft and over the tip. It throbbed in her hand as it grew thick and harder in her hand. A thick glob of precum began bubbling at the tip of his member before slowly sliding down the slick canine shaft.

It was a curious thing to watch as his cock slid ever so slowly from its sheath, thick and throbbing gently in tune with his heart rate. She licked her lips a bit as she started to speed up her strokes steadily, letting her hand wrap around his shaft instead of his sheath, her eyes moving from his hard cock to his face. He seemed to be enjoying her touch, stimulated enough that a hot bit of precum coated her hand from his weeping tip.

Alexis chewed at her lip, all too aware in this moment of just how long it had been since her husband had touched her. He hadn't slept at home for at least a week and for sex... Hell, he was face fucking his secretary more often than he was even talking to her anymore so it didn't matter if she decided to walk around the house nude to attempt to stimulate his interest.

She took a shaky breath, pulling her hands away from him suddenly as if he'd shocked her. It was wrong of her to be taking advantage of him when he was in such a vulnerable position. He'd only just gotten to her house and he was still a creature that needed affection... And not that type of affection. He needed a good meal and a warm bed. "I'm sorry, it was wrong of me to tease you like that... That... That was wrong of me to touch you so wrongly... I just... I don't know." She felt silly for explaining herself to him, but oddly enough it felt right and made her feel a bit better. Though she was now dealing with an uncomfortable ache between her legs that demanded attention.

Rock felt sensations that he'd never felt before, and instincts began to arise that he had never known. The animal began sniffing the air, a strange scent filling his nostrils. The beast was young, and these feelings were all new. His body shook and quaked as more and more of his precum dripped onto her hand, making his shaft slick to the touch.

When it stopped he looked down at her curiously. He could tell that she was feeling bad about something, but he didn't understand what was wrong. He heard her talking and he leaned in and softly licked her cheek.

The dog started to sniff the air again, but this time curiosity got the best of him as he started to lower onto his hands and knees, following the scent. Soon he began sniffing up her thick thighs, and then up between her legs. He took in deep breaths, enjoying her scent. He looked back up at her curiously before she'd feel a long, slow lick along her pussy lips, tasting the juices that were flowing from her lips.

Hope as she might to think that he would understand her, the creature didn't seem to comprehend what she was saying anymore than he would if she had told him the answer to the universe. It was the one true downside to these creatures, which seemed so intelligent in comparison to their full-animal counterparts but were still so far from humans. It was why their kind had been classed as lesser and set into servitude. They really were just barely above animals.

But Rock seemed to understand at least some things, his curiosity leading him to sniff at the air, perhaps taking in the new smell of his shampoo and the delicious feel of the steam. It was only when he'd lowered himself down to his hands and knees that she realized what he was smelling - her. Well, not as much her as it was her arousal. Her skin tingled as he sniffed at the junction between her legs, so curious about her that she almost couldn't take it.

And she didn't stop him, her legs opening a bit to allow him access. Even if he wasn't a human, he was showing her more interest than what her husband had, and it felt so good to have at least someone appreciate her again. And then she felt it - a tantalizingly slow lick that slid along her sex, tasting the deep flavors of her aroused organ. Alexis couldn't stop the low moan that came from her, her hands clenching up into fists as she bit her lip.

It wouldn't be so wrong to let him... Just learn, would it?

The taste was sweet and tingled on Rock's tongue as he tasted the nectar of her sex. His warm, wet nose pressing up against her more as another slow, long lick slid up her slit. His rough, wet tongue lapping at her hard. He heard the moan and his large pointed ears perked up. He looked up at her and tilted his head curiously at the sounds. He liked when she did that and he panted as he wagged his tail.

Her scent only seemed to grow stronger and it made his cock throb harder. He leaned in and one lap followed another as he began licking at her quicker and more excitedly. The beast seemed to be making his master happy, which in turn made him happy.

He leaned in more and his tongue parted those lips slightly and began running along the pink flesh within. Tasting more and more of her as it dripped onto his hungry tongue. She'd be able to feel the sharp teeth graze against her sensitive skin as he grew more and more excited and into it, losing a bit of control.

His long and slow licks were enough to make her aching sex tremble, rewarding him with more of her wet arousal. Her hips pressed up into his mouth as his soft licking turned voracious, his tongue slipping between her lips to lap sweetly at her entrance. She was gasping with soft noises of pleasure.

It had been so terribly long since the last time she had been touched like this, and oral had been something taboo in her marriage unless it was her to be going down on her husband. Rock didn't seem to care, he even seemed to enjoy it by how his cock was visibly throbbing with need, her tongue flicking out to lick her lips again.

Her hands slid down to grasp the fur on his head gently, pulling him back away from her sex. She stroked his cheek, her fingers sliding down to trace his large jaw. "Mmm," She purred, pulling him upwards, "You are... Extraordinary. I can't lie - I am very curious." Alexis slid close to him, closing the space between their bodies so that his cock was pressed up against her soft stomach.

Rock may have been raised in captivity, but he was still a wild beast. And wild beasts only knew two thinks, hunting and mating. It was in their DNA. A dormant part of them waiting to be released. Some had this part of them suppressed due to clipping, but Rock was not clipped. Rock was full primal male. And in that moment as Alexis raised him up and looked into his eyes, she was his mate.

Rock's alpha instincts were growing with her there. Most would consider this a very dangerous situation for a human. A beast like him at full arousal could be incredibly unpredictable and unstable. And humans were not built to mate with an animal like Rock. He was much larger and more powerful than any human male.

But to Rock she was in heat. She needed a male. In nature the alpha male would breed all females in heat. Makes competed for the right to mate the females. But there was no worthy male in this pack. Nobody to challenge Rock. He knew it. Which meant the female was his to mate. Looking down into her eyes he heard her speak, but he didn't have to understand the words to know what she wanted. The wolf released a deep, dominant, lustful growl as he towered over her, as if telling her to present herself for mating like a true bitch in heat.

Rock didn't have to speak for her to understand him, didn't have to seduce for her to want him. It was something so mutual between them that she couldn't have resisted the impulse if she tried. His growl made a low shudder to through her body - a thrill of excitement. She reached her hands between them, letting her fingers wrap about his cock and stroke him slowly.

She knew what he wanted. He wanted her. But not like this.

Alexis was a bitch in heat but she was by no means a dog. No, he would not have her in the way an animal would. She moved away from him, stepping backwards towards the bedroom. She left the water running as she turned her back on him, letting go of his throbbing member.

"Come," She beckoned, letting him know that she was not turning him down. Instead, she lead the way to her bed, the empty thing that had once been the setting for many passionate nights. Those nights were memories lost to the sheets, but she had new ones to make now. Alexis felt the excitement of new passion in her belly as she laid out across the bed, her legs spread to him and eyes demanding.