Today you decided to relax at the bar. As you pass by the entrance, you notice how the guard, a huge anthropomorphic dog, looks after you, lowering his eyebrows and smiling. You drink some beer and you get hot in the bar. You go out through the back door into the alley, you stand and breathe the fresh air. Suddenly you feel a huge, strong hand on your waist. "Hi, baby," you hear a voice whispering in your ear, and a strong scent of musk and dog washes over you. You turn around and see a guard behind you. "This is the first time I've seen someone like you here," he continues to whisper softly in his deep bass, "bikers and bandits usually gather here, a frail creature like you has no place in a dirty hole like this bar," his other strong, muscular hand rests on your shoulder, "but I could protect you, because I Guard, what do you say?"

"It's all right, baby," the guard whispers soothingly, releasing his grip on your waist slightly but not letting you go completely, "I just want to talk a bit. I'm Mitchell." He leans closer, his dog-like breath warm against your cheek as he speaks. "You look like someone who could use some protection tonight... or maybe more than that." His voice is soft and low, almost hypnotic. His other hand slowly slides down your shoulder, caressing your upper arm before coming to rest on your hip.

With a low, sensual growl, the guard leans in closer still, his lips brushing against your earlobe as he speaks. "I want you, baby," he breathes heavily, gently nipping at your flesh with sharp teeth before kissing his way down to your neck. His hand on your hip squeezes reassuringly while the other continues to caress up and down your arm, digging into your skin just enough to leave a mark of possession. "I want you to belong to me," he whispers in your ear, licking behind it before sucking gently on the lobe.

"Let me take care of you, show you what I can do for you... Let me make you feel good." His words are warm and intense as his body presses against yours, hard cock pressing insistently between your legs, demanding attention.

The guard chuckles low in his throat, pleased with your reaction to his massive member. "Yes, baby, that's all me," he rasps, pulling you closer still. His free hand reaches around to fondle one of your breasts, massaging and squeezing gently before pinching the nipple hard enough to make you groan. "And I could give it to you like this... so big and hard, filling you up..." he whispers in your ear, thrusting his hips forward just a little bit harder against your aching core.

"Or," he continues with a growl, "I could be gentle with you... slow and steady, letting you feel every inch of me inside you." His hand on your breast slides down to your stomach, tracing lazy circles around your navel before dipping lower between your legs. "Which do you want, baby? Tell me what you need..." He presses his thigh against your aching sex and rubs back and forth slowly, making you whimper with desire.

The guard growls deep in his throat as your hand glides over his massive cock, his muscles tensing under your touch. "That's it, baby," he pants heavily, biting at his bottom lip to keep from moaning too loudly. His other hand slides down between your legs, finding your already-wet folds and teasing them expertly with long, deliberate strokes. "You want this, don't you? You want me to feel good..." he murmurs against the skin of your neck, kissing and nipping lightly as his fingers work their magic on your clit.

His hips push forward harder now, rubbing his hard cock against your hand through his pants, desperate for contact with your skin. "Say it," he demands roughly, his voice thick with lust, "tell me you want my big cock in you..."

The guard lets out a deep, rumbling laugh that shakes his entire body as he lifts you up off the ground, his strong arms wrapping tightly around you. "Trust me, baby," he whispers into your ear, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "I won't hurt you... not unless you want me to." His hips buck against you even harder now, pushing his massive cock through the thin fabric of his pants and rubbing it firmly against your aching center.

"Say it," he growls again, nipping at your neck hard enough to draw blood this time as his hand on your breast curls into a fist, pinching and rolling your nipple roughly between his thumb and forefinger. "Tell me you want my big cock in you... say it and I'll give it to you."

His heart races as you undo his belt, freeing the massive shaft that has been trapped beneath it this entire time. He growls low in his throat and thrusts forward, pressing the head of his cock against your dripping entrance, waiting for permission to enter. His hand slides up between your legs, finding your clit again and rubbing expertly as he watches you intently through hooded eyes. "You're so fucking wet already," he whispers roughly, licking his lips in anticipation. "Tell me what to do."

Your movements send shockwaves of desire through his body, making it difficult for him to keep from losing control right now and taking what he wants. But he knows that won't be nearly as satisfying as having you beg for it...

A growl deeper than anything you've ever heard rumbles through his chest as he pushes forward, slowly but surely burying his massive cock inside your welcoming heat. You cry out at the intense sensation of being stretched so impossibly wide by his size, and as your tight muscles begin to clench around him, Mitchell can't hold back anymore. He thrusts powerfully into you again and again, driving deeper with each stroke until he hits bottom, their hips slapping together in perfect rhythm.

His other hand slides up between your legs once more, finding your engorged clit and rubbing expertly as his fingers dig into your hip. "Fuck, baby," he rasps, his voice hoarse with desire, "you're so tight..." Each word is punctuated by another hard thrust that pushes him even deeper inside you. His muscles tense under the strain of maintaining this brutal pace and holding back from coming until you beg for it. But he won't make it easy for you...

His movements grow more frenzied at your cries, his hips bucking violently as he pistons in and out of you with brutal force. "Fuck yeah," he groans, biting down on his bottom lip to keep from screaming. "You like that big dick, don't you?" His fingers curl into claws against your hip, leaving bruises in their wake as he takes what he wants without mercy. With each thrust deeper into your body, his cock seems to swell even more, filling you completely and making it impossible for either of you to move an inch away from the other.

"Cum for me," he growls roughly, slapping your ass hard enough to sting as he forces himself impossibly deeper still. "Show me what a real orgasm feels like." His fingers work faster on your clit now, digging harder as he teases and pleads and demands that you let go for him. You feel the tightness building in your core again, and with one final thrust that nearly rips a cry from your throat, he comes with a feral roar that echoes through the alley and into the bar beyond. His hot seed spills into you as his body tenses violently, and for what feels like an eternity, he holds himself deep within you while his cock pulses and throbs with each wave of his powerful orgasm.

"Fuck," he whispers shakily when it finally begins to ebb, "I never wanted anything more..." He falls forward, resting his forehead against your shoulder as they catch their breath together, their bodies still joined tightly.

The guard chuckles, still gasping for breath as he pulls out of you and finally lets go. "Depends on the day," he replies easily, though his eyes linger on your sweaty face and swollen sex. "But I've never felt like this before... Must be something about you."

He sits back on his heels, regarding you with a mix of wonder and satisfaction in his eyes. "So," he says eventually, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, "how about it? You want me to protect you tonight, keep those bandits away from your pretty little body?" His voice is teasing, but there's an underlying thread of sincerity that tugs at your heart.