Middleton Triangle

Disclaimer: Disney owns Kim Possible and the other character from the show. I'm sure they wouldn't claim any of my writing, especially this chapter. It is SO not in the Walt Disney tradition and they wouldn't pay me a cent for writing such drivel. You think they might pay me for not writing stories like this? This would've taken place if Rufus didn't eat the bad nachos in Chapter 7.
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Bonus Chapter 10 Mad Dog Discipline

A paper bag came flying up through the entry hole to the tree house followed closely behind by Kim in her cheer uniform.

"What's in the bag?" Bonnie queried her newest sex partner.

An evil grin spread across Kim's face. "Just a few rewards and punishments for the Mad Dog." She started to pull everything out of the paper sack. First came a box of dog biscuits. "Doggie treats if he's been a good boy." Next, a leather collar and leash. "To keep him in line, a short leash," Kim chimed wickedly. "Next a muzzle if he howls too much," the green-eyed beauty said as she pulled out a thin leather strap with a big ball secured in the middle. She got out a two inch thick Sunday newspaper and slapped it on the floor. "In case he wants to go on the carpet. And if he still misbehaves..." Kim pulled out a very small version of the collar with it's own leash.

"Now I wonder where that goes?" Bonnie wickedly laughed. "How did you get all those things on such short notice?"

"Short notice," Kim giggled, "this has been a fantasy of mine for a while. I've been collecting for a year now. It's amazing what you can find in your local grocery store and some of the foreign airport gift shops. Now I think we should..." Kim said aloud before she started whispering in Bonnie's ear. Bonnie giggled and laughed.

Ron squeezed the mask through the little hole in the floor and followed it up. He stood triumphantly with his fists on his hips as his pants dropped around his ankled. "I'm back!" he chimed and put the mask on his head.

Ron looked over at the couch and saw Kim and Tara kissing passionately and occasionally groping each other. Their cheerleading tops were pulled up exposing their creamy white tits. Bonnie was buried between Kim's legs with noisy slurping sounds echoing out. All three were dressed in their cheer outfits but Ron could clearly see by the way the uniforms were partially worn that no one had any underwear on. Bonnie turned her love juice stained face to him. "Sit Mad Dog," she ordered and pointed at the floor three feet away from her.

"What?" Ron asked.

Bonnie stood, grabbed a rolled up piece of newspaper and swatted him viciously across his butt. She pointed to the floor again. "I said sit!"

Ron laid down on the floor where she had indicated. Bonnie firmly swiped the paper across his ass again. "I said SIT!" Ron got on his hands and knees and sat back on his haunches. "Now stay."

Bonnie knelt between Tara's legs and went to work. After a minute Ron got antsy. "What's going on here?" he begged.

Kim stood up and Bonnie took her place in Tara's arms. Kim got the muzzle out of the bag and walked over to Ron. "Head off Mad Dog." Kim put a dog biscuit in his mouth and let him chew it a bit and swallow. "Good Mad Dog," she cooed, scratching the top of his head. Quickly, she placed the ball of the muzzle in Ron's mouth and secured the strap behind his head. "No noise while we're busy Mad Dog," Kim said firmly before she place the mask back over his head. Kim wickedly smiled before she firmly stated, "Sit, shut, stay." Kim dove between Bonnie's legs and started lapping greedily.

Ron watched the three girl's kiss and grope for over three minutes before his jaw started to ache. He tried to say something but his mutterings couldn't be heard through the heavy Mad Dog mask.

He began to whine and whimper like a lonely new born puppy. Tara turned from Bonnie's wonderful lips and looked sadly at Ron. She got off the couch. "What's the matter Mad Dog?" she cooed, "aren't you getting enough attention?" She scratched his back with her almost razor sharp fingernails. Ron rolled on his side when her nails tickled him under the arm. Ron finally got into the roll play and rolled onto his back, pawing at her with a hand and leg. Tara began scratching his stomach, then her fingernails went lower. Ron started pistoning his raised leg. "Ooooo!" Tara squealed with delight. "The Mad Dog likes his belly scratched. Yes he does."

Tara stood and started back to the couch. Ron stood up and grabbed her arm, moaning and groaning for all he was worth. Tara snatched the newspaper off the sofa and swiftly, but gently smacked him across the genitals. Tara tittered wickedly, "Bad Mad Dog. No jumping on people! Now sit back down and stay. We'll be done shortly."

Ron sat down on the floor and tried to say something but it only came out as a hum and slightly jumbled. Ron started to inch toward the three girls. He was almost to them when Kim turned her head and looked directly at him. "Mad Dog!" she barked harshly. Kim got off the floor and got the leash and collar. After she secured the leather around Ron's neck, she tied the other end of the leash to a support column in the opposite wall from the couch. Kim lightly cuffed the back of the dog mask. "Tara said we'll be done soon. Don't make me get the other collar out." Kim looked down and saw Ron's slowly growing erection. She sighed a heavy sigh. "Too late girls!"

Bonnie and Tara looked up from their mutual osculation. They followed Kim's pointing digit down to Ron's almost fully erect, slightly over foot long wiener dog sitting up between his legs. Bonnie got up and grumbled. "Maybe we should neuter him?" she chimed wickedly.

Tara was writhing back and forth on the couch in synchronized orgasmic bliss with Ron's erection. "No, no no. Don't do something like that to such a fine piece of flesh."

"But Tara," Kim said firmly, "that's the cause of your general condition right now." Kim got a butcher's cleaver out of the brown paper bag. "I say we cut it off and then you won't suffer like you are."

Ron reeled back in horror at the sight of Kim wielding the lethal kitchen utensil. She took a step towards him before Tara squeaked, "Don't Kim, I'm not suffering. I love this." She convulsed a bit and smiled brightly. "Ooh yeah! Ron Baby!" she sighed. She quickly stripped out of her uniform and curled into the couch.

Kim threw the cleaver and it embedded in the back wall. "Okay Tara, no castration. Bonnie hold his front paws." Kim dug into the bag while Bonnie grabbed his wrists. Kim got down on her knees and started licking and sucking on the tip of his manhood. As Ron's head rolled back Kim secured the little collar at the base of his penis and cinched it tight. She took the attached leash and strung it between his legs and up his back, tying the end to the collar around his neck. Ron tried to look down at what had happened but found when he tried to lean forward, it would pull down hard on his penis. He stood up straight, trying to arch his back to relieve the pressure.

"Wow," Bonnie marveled. "I've never seen the Mad Dog sit up so straight. Maybe we should use this during our cheer routine."

"Nah," Kim giggled. "He wouldn't be able to bend over to toss you to the top of the pyramid."

Bonnie nodded. "I guess. And his herkies would probably be a bit jerky."

The two captains of the cheer squad look admiringly at their work for twenty seconds. They were brought out of their revelry by Tara's loud groan.

"We'd better..." Bonnie said as she took the mask off of Ron.

"Yeah," Kim sighed and unhooked the tiny collar from Ron's engorged lower region. "I'm sorry Ron," she cooed. "Could you help me with the collar around your neck?"

Ron's hands went to the nape of his neck to help but Kim swiftly brought the little leash from between his legs and tied his hands behind his head.

Kim knelt down in front of Ron and started licking his dick. "Help me Bonnie," Kim begged, "so Tara isn't left in ecstasy."

Bonnie got down behind him and began to lick, nip and tickle Ron's scrotum. Kim engulfed his manhood to the hilt and bobbed quickly up and down. Ron groaned through the muzzle as his eye's rolled to the back of his head. Kim clamped down with her mouth as Ron let lose his seed down her throat. Both Ron and Tara groaned in relief as he fell to his knees. Tara curled up into a ball on the couch and fell asleep with a blissful smile on her face.

Bonnie and Kim took the gag and two collars off Ron. He sputtered and coughed for a minute on all fours. "That was..." he hoarsely coughed again.

"Are you alright Ron Ron?" Bonnie cooed and patted his back.

"We didn't go too far, did we?" Kim cautiously questioned her boyfriend. She got a bottled water out of the bag and let him have a few sips to clear his throat. She sat down next to Bonnie.

Ron coughed once more and marveled, "That was bizarre!" He wheezed and rolled onto his back on the floor.

"Yeah, but was it too much?" Kim queried.

Ron smiled. "Can I have another dog biscuit?" The two girls looked at him like he was nuts. "What? They're cheese flavored!"

"Kimmie, are you up there?" they heard the voice before Mrs. Dr. Possible stuck her head through the hole in the floor. "I thought I heard some yelling out here and saw the light." She climbed into the room and saw three cheerleaders in various stages of partial dress and one naked boy. Kim and Bonnie's cheer skirts were tucked up in the front waist band exposing their vagina. Kim's top was rolled up, exposing her tits and Bonnie's was half on, half off. Tara was laying, totally exposed on the couch, with her hands buried in her bare crotch. She was fast asleep. "What is this? A slumber party with Ron? That's very progressive of you Kimmie."

"MOM!!" Kim yelled in embarrassment as she scooted away from Bonnie. Bonnie broke out into a fit of giggles.

"What?" Ann Possible said as she sat on the floor next to the naked Ron. "I've been to a few and it's not like I haven't seen either of you or Ron naked before Kimmie."

Kim blushed a ripe tomato red. "Yeah, when you used to bath Ron and I together when we were two years old."

Bonnie's giggles morphed into a belly laugh.

"Kim," her Mother gently chided her daughter as she sat cross-legged with the three on the floor, "we all take showers together whenever we go camping. Just last year at Yosemite..."

Kim swatted Bonnie's arm hard. "I was hoping you wouldn't embarrass me in front of Bonnie. We just made nice with each other."

Ann smiled. "Is that what they're calling three way action these days? Making nice?" Bonnie was rolling on the floor uncontrollably.

"We... I..." Kim groaned and buried her deeply red face in her hands. She rolled up in a ball, her arms snaking firmly around her head.

Bonnie calmed down enough to sit up. "Bubble Butt, Ron and I just fulfilled one of Kim's fantasies. We were just about to talk about Tara's problem when you arrived."

Ann looked over at the blond curled up on the couch. "Does Tara has a medical problem?"

"Yes... No... Well, she..." Bonnie started and faltered.

Kim sat up and sighed. "Mom knows all about us and Ron." She turned to her Mother. "It's like this. Ron and Tara were born at the exact same time and seem to have some sort of psychic connection, but it only occurs when Ron uses his Mystical Monkey Power or when he's in the throes of intimate passion."

"I'm not so sure," Bonnie said thoughtfully. "Thinking back, it seems like their moods have always been in sync. They are both happy go lucky kind of people and get grumpy at the same time too."

"That's true!" Ron said brightly.

"It might also explain her crush on Ron," Bonnie said in deep contemplation. "Considering all the bull I've been feeding her about the Food Chain, I'm surprised it's remained as crushing as it has."

"Is there anything we can do for her Mom?" Kim questioned her visibly red-headed Mother.

"Wellll," Ann said in deep study, "psychic connections this profound between non-siblings is rare but not unheard of. There have been studies about the connection, but not how to sever it. We could..." A smile arose on her face. "Yes, we could do a few tests first to see."
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There you go. My first post on AFF. Hope you enjoyed. R&R