<strong>Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe, inside the Cage Room with Starshine</strong><br/><br/>My words were met with a near-instant reaction. The puppy came, her juices splattering out with a force I barely thought possible for such a cute looking thing. Her screams reverberated about the room, her smooth velvety walls clenching and relaxing in quick cycles as she drenched my exposed hand, my fingers holding first inside her as she rode out the storm. As I slowly slid out of her, I look down at her form- the poor little bitch had actually managed to knock herself out from the sheer intensity of her orgasm. I wiped my hand on the bars of the cage next to me, frowning slightly. I'd never seen quite an explosive reaction before... was Starshine just not used to all this, or was there something different about her...<br/><br/>She was stirring again, trying to shift round. I helped ease her tail in a little as she wriggled around, coming back to face me. A wave of guilt washed over me as she started to cry, clumsily trying to wipe her tears away with her paw.<br/><br/><strong>"Come here you silly little thing..." </strong>I said, reaching into my pocket to pull out a small pack of disposable tissues, pulling one out. I leaned in, mopping up her eyes and cheeks with the soft flimsy paper.<br/><br/><strong>"What happened was you came, Starshine,"</strong>I said, beginning to explain to her what had happened as I dabbed at her remaining tears. "<strong>You've received hormone and DNA treatment, which makes you more sexually potent. They err... they say it's like being in heat but... well, all the time..."</strong>My own voice started trailing off as well, unsure how wise I was telling her all this. I'd always been taught the truth was always best, but still... I'd be able to help and explain to her the situation a little more later. For now, I needed to ask a question, before she started getting too aroused again.<br/><br/><strong>"Starshine, please can you answer this question for me? The more you answer, the more I can tell you. Right now, at this very second, how do you feel about being taken by another dog, so to speak, one just like you? If you could try and say in as much detail as you can, I'll make it worth your while." </strong>It was imperative I asked her the question now- what with dogs having such a short refractory period, any answer given in heat, which was pretty much all the time, would have been severely biased. Even as I spoke I couldn't help but feel that piercing shard of guilt bury deeper into me- making 'deals' with such a vulnerable, confused creature such as Starshine seemed wrong. I tried to console myself, reasoning that out of all the owners she could have been landed with, I was about the only one who'd offer her any sort of comfort at all.