Balto froze up upon hearing that, his heart beating furiously; servant...to Steele? Could he really do that? The farts that he had had to endure already was making his eyes water but he understood that the Malamute can and more importantly would humiliate him. He still remembered what it had been like before he had delivered that medicine and he didn't want to go back to that...but how far would he go to prevent it from going back to those days?
BRRRRRRRRRRRPPPPPPPPPPPRT!
"Well?!"
"....fine. Fine, I'll do -"
Balto's weak voice broke up when he heard hysterical laughter not from Steele but from Jenna. That tortured Balto almost as bad as Steele's flatulence did and he tried to flatten his ears in such a way that he could block it out.
"Steele would never submit to that! He is a much better mate to me than you'll ever be Balto, you've just proved that!"
"You will make a fine servant to me half-breed!" Steele declared, letting out a hot and airy fart. Balto gulped loudly before coughing hard from the potency of that blast. "Now then...what shall I make you do first? Jenna, my love, any ideas?"
Jenna smiled and said, to Balto's horror and despair....
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