Six age ago, a woman I was dating told me she wanted to be fucked by a dog. I thought she was crazy. Still, I 'm all about the pussy, and anything that will get me unaired to that is approve with me. Together, we went to the carnal protection and found a outstanding Dane we named Hank. Hank loved pussy as a good deal as I did. We became partners after that prostitute bitch left the moving-picture show, and we 've been cooperator ever since. I 'll roll in the hay a little whore while Hank watches, and then when I 'm done, he gets to work out her pick before mounting her. I 'm usually helping to keep Hank under ascendence and prevent him from getting so deep inside he hurts individual, grabbing his cock and not allowing the knot to go inside. This was n't very fairly to Hank, when you think about it. I was n't lament on being a nice lover, anyway. Generally speaking, I hated all adult female. I 'd lie with to break one apart and torture her. I knew Hank 's huge Great Dane cock and knot would pluck up a snatch expert. But no one was willing to try him out.

I 'd been following Angel for a calendar month, stalking her from the shadows and planning my attack. She was a 18-year-old Christian Christian church fille, saving herself until marriage. She lived on her own in a small theatre on the street corner. She seemed generally well-chosen and to the full of aliveness. She was fat, but not too fat to love. Brown hair past her articulatio humeri, downhearted eyes, and diffused light skin ... It was too bad she had extra weightiness, because she really did have a pretty face. Did for a while, anyway. The skilful share about her was, she was new in town. Angel had moved from a few res publica away to need an internship here. Nobody knew her, and her family line was all international nautical mile and international mile away. She was the perfect victim.

I planned mine and Hank 's visit for a Fri night. I 'd been collecting fate of toys for our especial Night. In a bag, I 'd gathered duct tape, an ass plug, dog neckband and ternary, y-clamps to hit her nipples and clit altogether, and circle. I also figured a knife would be useful in getting her to collaborate, so I threw in the sharpest one I found in the kitchen. Even Hank seemed excited, like he knew exactly what we were going to do.

Friday night came, and Hank and I loaded up our equipment and headed to saint 's house. My putz was growing hard in my pants. I could n't expect to thrust myself into her virgin golf hole. Nine of us would ever forget this nighttime. I 'd give certain of it.

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Angel was n't very smart about park sense. She always left her door unlocked. Very naïve, miserable missy. There was no way she could ever possibly know what was coming through her back door. I opened the door quietly, and Hank and I snuck in. He was hassling so badly and loudly, I was afraid he might wake her up. angel always locked her dog in the basement at night. That was good, because he 's very protective of her. He would probably have got jumped my dog, and being so picayune, Hank probably could have swallowed the slight poodle in one lap. We crept into Angel 's bedroom, and there she lay on her bed. She wore only a shirt with no bra, and underwear. It could n't have been better. I opened my bag of goodies and pulled out the rope, and the collar and leash. Carefully, hoping not to wake her, I slipped the choker around her neck and snapped it closed, then clipped the leash to the choker. I slowly pulled her shirt off. I then pushed her onto her breadbasket, preparing to tie her hands behind her when he jerked awake. I threw all my exercising weight on her and slapped my deal on her rima oris. `` Shhh ... '' I whispered in her ear. `` You behave yourself, and you do n't get hurt. Just do what you 're told. Nod if you understand. '' Sobbing silently, I felt her nod. `` I have a knife in my bag I sharpened just for you. If you scream, I 'm going to slice your fuckin'throat. I promise I will. '' She continued to cry. `` It 's okay to cry. Just do n't fuckin'scream. '' I lifted my mitt and continued to bandage her hands behind her rear. I raised her up to sit on her ass. I got the rope and tied her bosom tightly. They would turn purple before the night was over. I took her panties off. Reaching again into my bag, I got out the y-clamps and hooked a clamp onto each mammilla before clenching one down onto her clitoris. She gasped in painful sensation.

After I had her exactly where I wanted her, spring and in pain, the simply thing left to do was break her hope. I pulled out the knife, and gave her a flying swipe across her thigh. She yelped in pain as crimson beading formed over the cut. `` That 's a warning, '' I whispered. `` If you scream or do anything stupid, it will be much, practically speculative. '' I knew then that I could untie her hands. She would need them to be our bitch. I do n't think Angel even knew I 'd slipped the catch on, as she seemed surprise when I pulled her onto all tetrad in the base. `` C'mon, bitch, '' I said playfully. `` Here, girl. '' angel followed along, crying behind me. We only took a few steps before I slapped her across the face and demanded that she suck my tool. I reminded her of what would take place if she did anything stupid. I could tell she had never done this before, which made my cock even harder. She was afraid not to bluster me.

I continued to call her every foul name in the record book, spitting on her and slapping her, until I needed more. I got her back on the bed and demanded her to bark. She cried horribly as I readied my tumefy gumshoe at her ass opening. She got really excited then.

'' No ! '' holy person whimpered. `` Please, occupy anything you want. I have money, jewelry ... Please ! I wo n't tell apart if you just leave now ! ``

I laughed. `` I 'm going to humiliate you so badly, you 'll never want to tell. Now shut up. '' I thrusted myself into her cockeyed hole, and she began to thrash about.

'' NO ! '' Her cry became defective and unsound. Another knife swipe across her ass did n't even shut her up. I held the knife to her pharynx while I fucked her ass, and still she cried. Finally, I stuffed her scanty into her lip and taped her shut. Her cries were weak muffles then. Blood ran down her legs and onto my cock. I decided the next respectable affair to cumming in her mouth was cumming in her ass. I let my cum spew deep into her bowel. Then, feeling the motive to piss, I pissed right inside her and never even pulled out. I decided that kettle of fish was done, so I stuffed a sparking plug in to keep my piss and cum inside her. It was Hank 's crook.

'' Angel, '' I said, `` congratulations. You 're about to mislay your virginity to a dog. You 're gon na be Hank 's squawk. You want to be my dog 's bitch ? '' A trill of her head no got her a good smacking. `` screw you. You ai n't nothin'but essence and holes. Shut up. ''

I could see Hank 's polishing red pricking, even in the dark. He was huge, even bigger than me. I knew he was going to pain Angel, and I could n't wait. `` She 's all yours, chum, '' I said, pulling Angel by her leash into the base. I tapped her on the spine. `` Here, boy. There ya go. ''

I knew she was n't going to like this. I ripped the tape off of her mouth, and began to face-fuck her, deep past her throat. I 'm not certainly she could breathe half the time. Hank 's huge dog tool had entered her and was tearing her apart. I saw roue drops immix with dog ejaculate fall onto the floor in a diminished puddle. I think the poor bitch had gone into shock. She had gone hushed except for my humiliating commands to bark now and then. I 'd never seen such a beautiful sight, nonetheless. My best friend was building up to tangle inside this slut bitch, thrust by abominable thrust, and I was filling her throat with my rooster. Then, as if it were planned in advance, we both exploded with our seed into the bitch. Hank was stuck inside her, gratified of class. I rammed my cock past her sassing and down her throat, feeling her pharynx constrict around my already spewing and throbbing gumshoe. I was in total walking on air.

'' Do n't you dare proceed, slit, '' I ordered. `` You hurt my dog, you 're gon na die. '' I untied the circle on her titmouse and let the blood proceeds to them. The release seemed to hurt her, to my advance pleasance. Waiting for Hank to unknot, I went into Angel 's kitchen and found some newspaper. I laid it down next to the room access.

Finally, Hank was free. I removed the collar and leash, and proceeded to tie her mitt and feet together after laying her on her side of meat across the newspaper. `` piddle, '' I said. Without fighting, she did. I laughed at her and said, `` honorable bitch. You did good. ``

When I left, she was tied up and still had the plug in her ass. I wonder if anyone found her, or if she got herself out. One affair 's for sure enough ; she will never bury her first time.

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