The Halls of Victoria’s Secret were almost like a temple to the goddess of femininity, like the ancient cults of Aphrodite in days long by, these women strived for the ultimate appropriation of beauty. Sigmund normally let his women shop these temples on their own, he enjoyed the surprise of seeing what article of clothing they would display for him in the bedroom. However on some occasions he preferred to accompany the girl through this sacred menagerie.

Especially when they were using his credit card!

He loved it when a girl had good taste, and Sherri had selected quite a few items, simply to ‘try on’. However when he glanced at the price tags he couldn’t help but feel that the fabric hardly lived up to the high double digits that each tag carried. Even still, he had promised her a day of shopping at wherever she wanted to go, and while he wouldn’t stiff her on an agreement he really wished he would have at least had an idea of what he was in for.

“These are cuuuute!” Sherri piped up, disturbing his idle thoughts as she held up a top and bottom combination, bright white with extra lace lined the curvature of the garment and Sigmund smirked at her selection.

“I thought black lingerie was the symbol of sexuality.” Sigmund had an eloquent voice, each word thoughtful and pronounced. It was the product of blistered knuckles by a ruler at a fastidious boarding school. “It looks lovely though.” He commented as his hand lifted, gently feeling the silken fabric between his padded digits, his eyes looking at the fabric with poise while glancing at the price tag.

“Well yeah but, c’mon.” Sherri tugged the garment away from him and held up the matching style but in black, she posed it over her body and then the white. “Black just kind of … mixes in with my color, while white makes it pop more. See?” She posed the white over her frame again and instantly the idea of her wearing simply that popped into Sigmund’s visage.

Sherri was in the middle of changing into the blue panties that he had picked out for her when Sigmund slowly pushed the door inwards. His eyes staring down the luscious doggirl that had laid her body bare, she was about to slide her footpaw through the garment when he disrupted the girl. “Hey.” He stood there with a stonelike posture that dared her to scream. His demeanor was calm but his presence was strong. “I figured I was owed a sneak peek.”

“Uh…” Sherri was frozen like a deer in headlights, her eyes staring up at him but he was gazing past her, and it was then she recalled that the room was decorated with multiple mirrors. Her cheeks suddenly blushed as she rushed to stand up, her hand covering her mound as Sigmund closed the gap.

“No, don’t do that.” His voice was warm, soothing even as his body pressed against her, he didn’t grab her hand but merely caressed her fingertips that hid her mound from him. “I bet it’s gorgeous.”

The girl felt trapped against his body but at the same time aroused, his posture as an alpha male made her feel content, safe, and compelled to go along with his motions. “But.. Someone..” Sherri gulped down her throat as his palm softly caressed her mound, not daring to go to those luscious lips. Even though her body ached for him to feel her.

“Hm, yes.” He slowly pulled his palm away from her, the rest of his body following suit and glancing around for a brief moment. “That is a quandary…” He said idly before his canine maw flashed a grin, he offered up those panties that she was in the middle of changing into a moment ago. “You should at least finish trying them on, right?”

“Oh… Yeah, I mean, dressing room right?” Sherri offered a smile but inside Sherri frowned, she was enjoying his chase and the anticipation of those thick padded digits teasing her folds had left her more than excited. Begrudgingly she nodded and gently slid one of her dainty paws through, and tugged the garment upwards until it covered herself.

With those tight pussy hugging panties firmly cupping Sherri’s cleft Sigmund seemed to have been exposed to his sexual kryptonite. There was very little that turned him on more than the sight of a pussy wrapped perfectly in silk or cotton. Sherri was trembling as he slowly knelt before her, his hands caressing upwards against her thighs. His eyes were locked on hers as he leaned closer. “It’s really quite amazing how beautiful this looks on you.” He spoke slightly above a mutter, but his hot breath rolled against her mound, his eyes were looking at her but it almost sounded as if he were speaking to her pussy.

“I… Well.. That’s the point.” Sherri managed a smile and Sigmund leaned in, opening his mouth and exhaling hot breath against her panty-clad snatch. It was a warmth that quickly dissipated, but it left a lasting effect on her folds. Sherri swallowed slightly as his hands continued to pet against her thighs. “So.. Uh, is the examination over?” And as if her words meant nothing a large broad tongue slowly rolled against the silk panties but she could feel the pressure and the slight moisture from inside. Her lips pursed closed and her eyes shut slightly. “Nnh!” A shallow moan escaped her lips.

He let her words hang in the air as another lick assaulted her mound, a more firm, powerful lick, as if he wasn’t licking to pleasure her but rather for his own tastes! Sigmund easily overtook her in height and general size, even when he was kneeling he had to crave over to taste her snatch. He could do it for a moment or two, but it was killer on his neck and back. Thankfully this wasn’t his first time with a girl her size. His head lifted, and his arms cupped her thighs.

In one swift motion Sherri found her body hoisted upwards and her balance now rest with her thighs against his powerful shoulders. She felt the gravity pulling her downwards but his muzzle was firmly pressed against her snatch. His maw opened wide and his large incisors pressed against Sherri’s upper pelvis while his tongue lashed against her pantyclad pussy. “Hah… Oh.. Ohn.. Nnnh!” Sherri moaned out, her fingertips curling into his fur as he slathered his drool against her pussy.

He loved the taste of the fabric, the way it felt against his tongue as he slurped, the pressure of his muscle pushed against Sherri’s folds and while the direct contact of his slobber didn’t seep through the silk he could smell the thick scent of her pussy drooling against the inside of her panties. It wasn’t lewd to breathe in the thick flavor of her snatch, it was only natural, his strong canine sense of smell was almost hypnotized by her pheromones.

His tongue was stubborn in its pursuit to taste every inch of her covered pussy, the thick slurps that rounded her labia made her pawtoes curl tightly. “Cm..Cmon..” Sherri whimpered, she could feel her body churning with excitement, need, desire, all of these sensations culminating with his licks along her mound. Her finger was immediately brought up to her teeth when his muzzle found her clit, his tongue darting outwards with sharp squishy thrusts, probing her little bud with pressure. “FFFFHK!” Sherri huffed though her digit, the stem of her finger almost bleeding with the sharp presence of her teeth.

Sigmund wasn’t as focused on the girl’s pleasure as he was enjoying himself, he loved that his broad wet tongue could bring out the juices of a girl, even though his slobber made no contact with her folds. Even still, her cries of pleasure were heard and his chest swelled with pride, his tongue continued to twirl and probe against her body. He could feel how her muscles tensed and contracted, the little squirms and wriggles her body made while he teased her frame.

“Ssssh.. ahhh.. Fffuhh..” Sherri whimpered as her body felt the intense pleasure starting to overwhelm her, pushing through, she felt that bubbling sweet sensation burning underneath her skin as her body started to convulse. Her muscles tightened and her eyes clenched shut, her teeth biting down against her fingertip as she let out a sharp squeal of delight, her hips bucked upwards, rubbing her mound against his muzzle as his palms comforted her thighs. His fingers squeezing against her flesh and letting her squirt and dribble pussy juices that seeped from behind her panties down her thighs. “Hhahhh.. Ffffuahhh.. HA!” Sherri finally exclaimed as her body bucked forwards, her back arching and her head almost falling to the side as the final wave of pleasure crashed through her frame, leaving her almost limp a moment later.

Sherri’s legs were barely usable as she started to come down from the high of her orgasm, her pussy was absolutely swollen and her juices drenched her panties. She had came, but surprisingly enough not a digit or tongue had delved between her folds. There was plentiful stimulation but it was a unique moment that she didn’t think was possible. “Hahh.. Wow..” Sherri swallowed hard as she looked up at him, her cheeks blushing brightly as he smirked and stared down at her.

His slacks had been tossed aside and he stood there with his girth fully erect, his cock throbbing as he stared down at the girl who lay in a mess of contorted pleasure. He didn’t motion for her to service him, that would come later, he was merely admiring the view. “Have I told you that you have amazing taste in clothing?” He had thought it enough but he wasn’t sure if he had even spoken the words.

Sherri quickly shook her head, nervously looking up at him. He had a stoic personality that at the same time was so attractive, could be so intimidating. She glanced to the side and then back up at him, he hadn’t moved, he simply licked his chops and Sherri decided that she had enjoyed the floor for long enough. “Okay..” She stood up and slowly lifted her legs to disrobe from the panties that were now completely soiled with a mix of drool and pussy juice. “So.. I should probably get those.” Sherri chuckled slightly and went to toss them aside.

Sigmund intercepted her wrist with his hand, preventing her from throwing away those miraculous garments. “But of course.” He spoke with a domineering low tone, with one hand on her wrist the other gently pulled the panties from her fingertips, he eyed it for a moment and then offered it to her.

“Uhhh..” Sherri stared at it and in a split second, the true lustful colors of the great dane came about, the moment her mouth opened she was suddenly gagged with her own panties. The semi-sweet taste of pussy juices delicately rolled over her tongue as his finger plunged deeper into her maw, forcing every last string of the fabric into her maw. “MMGHK!”

He then slammed her body firmly against the mirror, one of his powerful muscled arms hooking underneath her thigh and pressing in tightly. His cock smeared against her supple pussy lips, leaving a thin streak of her juices lining along his bulging hard shaft. “Get ready girly, it’s my turn.” He muttered softly as his hips pushed forwards, the tip of his pointed cock split between her folds and slowly filled her squishy love tunnel with his girth.

Sherri felt her pawtoes curl so tightly that they made little popping sounds as the air was compressed in her bones. The length was one thing but his girth was something she wasn’t prepared for, the sheer thickness that stretched out her walls sent her body brimming with pleasure. Her tongue had fallen from her lips as he bucked back and forth, filling her sloshy wet snatch with his cock and letting the tip push against her womb for a brief moment before pulling back. That was her favorite part, it hurt a little but it felt so amazing at the same time!

The only sound that escaped the girl’s lips were the slightest puffs of exhale and the odd muffled whimper, her cries of pleasure had gone hindered. Her voice, that cute little sound she made as she squirmed from his cock pounding her body thoroughly, that was the only temptation that made him almost reach for those panties. Instead he tightened his grip, his maw parting slightly as his drool spilled down his jaw and tapped against the nape of her neck. “Such a sexy slutty puppy..” He growled lustfully as he paused his hips, his cock halfway inside and her juices spilling from her pussy and dribbling on the floor. “I’m gonna fuck you.. I’m gonna breed you like the little bitch in heat you are.” His words were like velvet against her ears, her blood was melting underneath and all she felt was pleasure. “You want that?”

Sherri nodded swiftly, her body was brimming with that sensation of an orgasm on the horizon, she was so close and she could feel it building inside. She looked back, he hadn’t moved yet, but she was drooling like a horny bitch in heat and when he saw her face in a mix of desperation and lust his lips curled upward with a dramatic sneer. “That’s my girl..” He spoke again with that hot voice, his breath rolling against her neck as he slowly pulled his body, shifting himself to properly rut her.

With his body properly positioned and her juicy snatch so ripe and ready for him, he breathed in deep and let his hips do the rest of the work. Sharp juts of his body slammed into her tight snatch, with her pussy squishing around his cock. Her juices stained his girth and every time it pulled out halfway some of her nectar spilled out with it, in a split second his cock returned, thrusting deep inside of her and letting his body push in to the hilt. The intensity was building, and the large canine put every ounce of energy into his thrusts, a verbal grunt accompanying them. “Rrfh! Rffh! Rf! Rrrrffh!” He gave little barks as he slammed inside, his body twitching with each thrust.

THMP THAP WHMP THP THMP

His knot began to swell as his cock slammed heartily into her pussy, every inch probing at her depths as the great dane continued to hump like a feral beast in rut. His stamina was practically endless, then again he was a master of cardio! The gyrations of his hips were endless and Sherri could feel herself drooling with excitement, her eyes watering up as he slammed home. His fat balls tapping against her mound as he hilted against her pussy, there was only his knot that had been left out and Sherri felt a tight pinch every time he tried to push it inside.

“Hhh! Nnh! Hnnhhh!” Sherri moaned out, her eyes wincing closed every time he thrust inside and threatened to push that knot between her folds. The difference in their sizes was obvious, but it didn’t seem like Sigmund gave a rat’s ass! ‘It’s too big! It won’t fit! Fuck.. is… he going to force it in?!’ Tears welled up around her eyes as she felt that intense strain pressing against her mound, the girl almost gagging when she took too deep a breath of air. While she feared for the sensation of his knot, specifically his knot, filling her, she knew in the past was an ecstasy it was to have that intense pleasure swarming her from inside. …But his knot was fucking huge!

To be fair, he could have forced his knot inside her sloppy wet pussy from the get-go, but that would have broken their pact. The unspoken agreement that women made with a man his size. It was immediate, there were numerous tests they did to make sure that he could handle his size, seeing how hard that he’d grip her palm when they held hands, and the weight which he would touch her. Sigmund was well versed in these tests, and that’s why Sherri didn’t scream when he first lifted her from her dainty paws. That’s why she didn’t scream now, even when his body threatened to seal that tight pussy with his knot, she was sure that he wouldn’t break her. …Mostly sure.

His hips thrust forwards, each time the tip of his cock lightly bumping against her cervix, his cock literally drenched with her juices. She could feel his dick throbbing, that tell-tale sign that he was close to cumming, her eyes watered up and suddenly shut tightly as his body pressed firmly against her and his hips started to sing that song of ecstasy. His powerful thighs crashed against her, clapping the rhythm of his body as she felt his knot push against her folds with unbridled determination. “NNghh..!” Sherri groaned, she could feel it coming and she braced herself…

STHP!

A moment too late! Her eyes widened and her teeth clenched on those panties, a sharp scream of pleasure and shock erupted from her throat only to be gagged by the bundled fabric! “Hahhhh!” Sigmund groaned as he let out a deep exhale, as if every ounce of his orgasm had been restrained and held in his lungs until that very moment. His hot virile cum poured directly into Sherri’s body, flooding her with his seed while his knot expanded against the inside of her pussy, trapping the overflow of spunk inside her clenching blue walls. His tail curled tightly as his hips gave a sharp thrust, his balls clenching as every rope of cum was ejaculated into her body in short, precise, jolts.

The sound of the girl smearing down the once pristine glass echoed in the changing room that Sigmund defiled. The look of intense lust had fully taken over Sherri’s features, her eyes rolled in the back of her head as the blue panties fell from her gaping maw in a slobberclad heap. “So… Sothick..” Sherri crooned, she loved being cum inside, even though her mother had warned her so often to use protection the intense heat that came with fresh cum bubbling in her womb was second only to her own orgasm. “Don’t pull out… not yet.” Sherri whimpered as she looked back at him, her cheeks flush with the intensity of her orgasm still trembling through her frame. He only let her leg touch the floor while his heavy body wrapped around her.

His body loomed over, holding her close, sealing her frame between his strong powerful arms while his knot sealed her snatch. Even though he was bent over, keeping Sherri tucked into his grasp while her little pawtoes dangled and twitched and curled from the residual orgasm, was not out of his wheelhouse of expertise. Her legs were numb, and her body would probably barely be able to stand on its own after a few minutes even without his knot throbbing inside her. “I’m not letting go.” Sigmund murmured soothingly. “Not until this thing deflates at least.” He smirked and gently kissed Sherri’s ear. “Besides, I’m not done with you just yet.”

…

Sigmund stood at the counter idly chatting with a blushing panda girl, his elbow rested casually on the counter as he saw Sherri slowly exit the hall and walk up to the counter. His eyes noticed the thin streak of clear liquid that ran downward along her thighs and a smirk came upon his lips. “Those are the ones you want?” His eyes glanced down at Sherri with a charming thoughtfulness that made the girl working the counter practically jealous of the apparently doting boyfriend.

She nodded softly to him, then let out a little squeak, her body contorting for a second. “Yes.. ah. Those are the ones I want-“ Another squeak, her jaw clenching tightly as she almost collapsed over herself. “Please..?”

He nodded in approval and casually rifled through his wallet to set down a platinum metal based credit card, he noted the look of interest when the girl lifted it and felt the cool metal against her fingertips. As she rang up the items Sigmund glanced back at Sherri with a hungry grin on his lips. “Still up for more shopping?” Sherri gulped tightly as the great dane lightly moved his thumb in a closed palm, ever so gently turning the dial that made the girl’s body tremble. It turned out that shopping with Sherri was worth every penny!