00:01 - Šü†ÇłďÄŁᵯԍ: ** A day had gone by since Wachter had punished Geist for her attempted rape. She'd curled up on the sleeping bag and refused outright to spot for him for the whole of the following morning, the recon mission somewhat of a flop thus far with Geist mostly getting dicked repeatedly. She'd evaded him as best she could, though the brutal fucking had left her unable to walk straight, hobbling about like a paraplegic whenever Wachter tries to shift her forcibly. Another night had passed, and in the morning she'd reluctantly agreed to go clean up and sort herself out while Wachter checked the sniper-den and did some early-morning surveillance.

The din of the waterfall was as pleasant as ever - the faint trickle and hiss of droplets raining down over a short, concealing rock-formation, down to the stoney basin below, trickling off towards the gently-sloped, natural pool-spring. Currently, the flow was a little fainter than usual, as someone was busy showering under it. Completely nude, her underclothes and gear lying on a safely-dry rock some few feet away, was Talya - back slightly arched as she faced up with her eyes closed into the pleasant downpour, the water not too cold as to be unpleasant - rather refreshing really. The sun beamed down on her glossy, flawless skin, the tats on her thick thighs glistening proudly beneath her plump, cushy rump. She was humming softly in a rather sweet voice while she ran her hands over her trim middle, casually making her modestly-sized chest bounce - rivulets of water cascading off. She flicked back her dark hair and sighed up into the stream. She was - however - immensely bored. But she couldn't go to her squadmate...

00:08 - Thermal: **Nothing of note occurs as the mid-day sky illuminated everything for miles around...It seems her rather rude squadmate has fucked off for the day, and she was alone. The mountain was quiet, aside from the waterfall and river nearby, the sound of water a calming and attractive feature to behold. The view from the waterfall pool over the forest miles below was gorgeous, breathtaking actually. Unimpended by the brush, or bushes, a rockface straight down. If Geist were feeling especially observant today, whilst she bathed...No one could blame her for being paranoid...There'd be an inaudible pitter-patter coming down the path, a black canine with grey streaks of fur running along its body like veins. It kept trotting along the path ignorantly, sniffing around until it approached the female's gear, leaning in to push its nose into what was there, clothing and gear. It stay leaned down, tilting its head a few times as it monitored the various scents coming from the clothing she wore, eventually standing straight on all fours to see the bathing female, letting out a mid-volumed bark, although it could easily drowned out by the water gushing around the female...,

00:14 - Šü†ÇłďÄŁᵯԍ: **Talya wasn't paying too much attention, enjoying what entertainment she could derive from her cleaning. At the dog's bark however, the voluptuous, well-built girl flinches, emerald eyes glistening as the lids opened wide in surprise, simply twisting her head round to gaze, mouth-half open, at the mutt yapping her way. She blinks a few times, evidently just... stunned by the sight of the thing, before seeming to come to her senses and warily step out from the shower, facing the dog but avoiding gazing directly at its eyes, a small smile tugging her soft lips apart as she strolls over, her wide, comely hips bouncing from side-to-side as water runs off her drenched figure. "Hey, doggie... that's my stuff, yeah," she coos softly, voice like a Russian-accented angel, making puppy-eyes at the large hound. "You lookin' for something...?" Despite this, her hands remain at her sides, obviously suspicious of the wild animal...

00:18 - Thermal: **The apparently tamed Husky, obvious breed, steps forwards slightly with another annoying yelp, one paw landing on top of her gear, as if he knew that she needed it. He looks up at her confidently, almost defiant, for no reason. Obviously, he can't understand her, standing there like he was alpha. And to be fair, he probably was the only canine in at least a few miles. He had a barely attached collar on, a black and red one with a gold medallion around the neck. It was so scratched up you could barely even read it.

00:23 - Šü†ÇłďÄŁᵯԍ: **Geist's smile wanes, lips twitching - unwilling to go too close to the mutt as it explicitly denies her her stuff. Her head slides to one side, cocked at an angle thoughtfully, eyes running over the dog analytically. "Bad dog..." she grumbles, gnawing at her lower lip in frustration, hips slanting left and right as she squirms indecisively on the spot for a minute or so. Then, very slowly, she drops to her knees and soothes her palms along the ground, twirling round to present her flank to the dominant canine. "How 'bout a trade? C'mere, boy!" she chirps brightly, peering from around the sight of her huge, raised bum sticking up in the air, legs slightly apart in offering. Might work, eh...?

00:28 - Thermal: **The canine watches in disapproval as she talks down to him, before squirming around indecisively. His ears flicker about while his tail remains stagnant, indicating he was all business right now...Up until the point which she drops and presents her flank to him. Being a lone wolf in this case, he was a bit too literally a horn-dog. He leaves the gear there and practically runs over to the bent over female, hopping to prop himself up with his paws on her still wet, round cheeks. Assuming that he was successful in mounting, and attempting to hold her down, he shifts his weight on top of her. Before she knew what she got herself into, she'd feel a sharp, aching pain originating from her womanhood. Her nethers would be in presumable flames as he ruts and rams his dry and unsheathed cock brutally over her orifice. Caring not for her own health and wellness, to her, this was another mountain to be conquered. His territory, his human fuckable...However ambitious that may be.

00:36 - Šü†ÇłďÄŁᵯԍ: **Talya emits a small 'eep' as she feels the two fur-rimmed paws press down into the firm, shapely mounds of her rear, the dog's rapidly-ensuing weight pushing her ample rack into the smooth, wetted stone ground, arms splaying out in front of her as she fails to keep herself upright. Her water-glossed figure pressed down, Geist can only let off a shaky, guiltily-pleased breath as the pain jabs into her sex, soaked snatch met with dry doggy dick so suddenly. "E-easy boy..." she tries to dumbly warn as the mutt's cock begins to get lubed up nicely by the humping. Her nethers begin to secrete their own little enticing scent to guide the mutt inside...

00:42 - Thermal: **The dog continues its violent rutting, the sharp tip of it's bright red cock catching on her clit. Eventually, after a minute of lust-filled fruitless humping. It takes a good moment for him to line up this time, next thing she knows, he's rutting around inside of her nethers. Of course, a canine's cock is relatively small to that of a Human...Is to be expected, but you know...What ever floats your boat. The dog barks out loudly as he asserts his dominance further, fucking the submissive Human relentlessly, feeling the red knot slam against her womanhood entrance.

00:49 - Šü†ÇłďÄŁᵯԍ: **Just as the girl began to get bored of the violent, aggressive mutt smacking itself up between her gorgeous cheeks, she tensed. The little aligning-flick at her clit with the doggo's girth making her acutely aware of where it was about to go. She manages to feebly get up onto her hands, perfectly in a doggy-style pose now as she prepares to go one step further with the whole concept. "Ooo, are you finally ready...?" she wanders aloud, right before it plunges its gleaming red rod right between her folds, snatch stuffed with the mutt's member easily despite her pleasurable tightness. This was a hole to breed good and proper, definitely. Her suppressed, feeble little moans as the dog suddenly begins rutting her properly from behind only heighten the situation's intensity. She claps a hand to her maw after grumbling: "God I hope Wach' doesn't see this..." She starts going weak at the knees and elbows again as she'd bred, but the dog can go further... needs to...

00:58 - Thermal: **The Husky purebred finds difficulty stabilizing off her soaked rump, slipping off before readjusting himself mid-fall. The only thing keeping him properly grounded in her was his slamming knot. Matter of factly, he wasn't holding her down, she probably wanted this...What a whore. The canine continues to do its thing, fucking her as if everything was normal and proper here. No preconcieved notion of a second male, let alone that she was even speaking. Eventually the dog's knot would be slamming into her nether's entrance, painfully, as a matter of fact. Continuing to slam into her, a very, very light bruise would begin to form down there. Sadly, he simply couldn't manage to seal the deal with this woman, physically unable to force the knot into the woman. The doggo's short stamina, a result of the lack of breeding for an indeterminable amount of time. There'd be a swelling pressure from down below within her. Hmm...

01:02 - Šü†ÇłďÄŁᵯԍ: **The sensation of the Husky's practical thrusting inside Talya wasn't giving her much room to think about how to help the mutt with its knotting-dilemma. The thick, red length sliding against her tight, moist walls, pressing in and pushing them apart with a hot pressure always resisting, massaging the dog's needy piece. Eventually, feeling the swell, Talya feebly manages to reach back with one hand and guide her cheeks apart, spreading her legs a little further - now the bad boy could mount her properly... and it frees up some space for the doggo to fully bury itself inside her. "C'mon, boy, k-keep... fuck- keep goin'...!" she encourages drunkenly.

01:12 - Thermal: **The dog leans forward, adjusting itself naturally as the female adjusts her own body. His knot continues to slam into her, continuing to ignore her entirely, not that he had much of an option, doggos don't English. The waterfalls pounding over-powering the dog's breathing, and loud barking. Sooner than later, his thrusting eventually halts, squirming around the back of her. The angry bulging and sharp pain had increased drastically, the knot being forced in without proper lubricant...Ouch...Despite his struggling whilst stuck inside of her, she'd get immediately flooded with canine cum, not exactly the same as Human. Matter of fact, quite different, still hot and stringy though, not to mean much different to this cock-drunk slut. And...Speaking of which, Wachter was supposed to be back an hour ago...

01:19 - Šü†ÇłďÄŁᵯԍ: **Talya had begun to pant breathlessly in time with the dog's rapid humping as it seemed to indifferently ram her. The painful straining of the knot to try and free itself after popping in only adds to the pleasure for her it seems, a rhythm of utterly pleased moans rolling out of her - then the dog came. She squeaked, giggling as she stares back over one shoulder, up the arch of bent spine, to the rutting-mutt, winking. "G-good boy...!" she pants, exhausted already from the fervent encounter. She lowers her rump as best she can, giving the dog space to turn around and pull out backwards, leaking doggy-cummies. Meanwhile, she starts to look around, eyes lazily drooping as the hot hound's seed pulses inside her like a lewd reminder...

01:25 - Thermal: **The doggo stays firmly planted within her, savoring the endorphins that fired off whilst buried within her. No longer than two minutes of no movement, it eventually retracts from her, taking a moment to give her rear a couple of sniffs and a reassuring lick of confidence. After a moment, it was gone, and the cum continued to leak from her rear end. Thinking back on it, she could have avoided the whole thing...Especially since she wasn't exactly alone the whole time. That feeling of guilt would probably be surely present, and the feeling of being watched doing it would probably persist for days to come.