Six geezerhood ago, a woman I was dating told me she wanted to be fucked by a dog. I thought she was unbalanced. Still, I 'm all about the pussycat, and anything that will get me tight to that is all right with me. Together, we went to the animal protection and found a Great Dane we named Hank. Hank loved pussy as much as I did. We became married person after that prostitute squawk left the picture, and we 've been partner ever since. I 'll fuck a slight tart while Hank watches, and then when I 'm done, he gets to cream her clean before mounting her. I 'm usually helping to keep Hank under control condition and prevent him from getting so deep inside he hurts someone, grabbing his cock and not allowing the knot to go inside. This was n't very bonnie to Hank, when you think about it. I was n't keen on being a nice lover, anyway. Generally speaking, I hated all charwoman. I 'd bed to stop one apart and torture her. I knew Hank 's huge Great Dane cock and grayback would snap up a pussy good. But no one was bequeath to try him out.

I 'd been following Angel for a month, stalking her from the fantasm and planning my attack. She was a 18-year-old Christian church building young woman, saving herself until marriage. She lived on her own in a minuscule planetary house on the street nook. She seemed generally happy and full of life. She was fat, but not too fat to bang. Brown hair past her shoulders, blue centre, and soft luminance skin ... It was too bad she had extra weight, because she really did have a pretty brass. Did for a spell, anyway. The best division about her was, she was new in town. Angel had moved from a few states away to lead an internship here. nobody knew her, and her home was all miles and miles away. She was the sodding victim.

I planned mine and Hank 's visit for a Fri night. I 'd been collecting bunch of toys for our especial night. In a bag, I 'd gathered duct tape, an ass plug, dog dog collar and leash, y-clamps to hit her nipples and clitoris altogether, and rope. I also figured a tongue would be useful in getting her to cooperate, 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 Angel 's house. My hawkshaw was growing hard in my pants. I could n't wait to squeeze myself into her Virgo muddle. baseball club of us would ever forget this nighttime. I 'd make certain of it.

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Angel Falls was n't very impertinent about common signified. She always left her doors unlocked. Very naïve, inadequate miss. There was no way she could ever possibly get laid 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 near, because he 's very protective of her. He would probably have jumped my dog, and being so piddling, Hank probably could accept swallowed the little poodle in one lap. We crept into Angel 's bedchamber, and there she lay on her bed. She wore only a shirt with no bra, and underclothes. It could n't make been better. I opened my bag of goodies and pulled out the rophy, and the collar and leash. Carefully, hoping not to wake her, I slipped the dog collar around her neck and snapped it closed, then clipped the ternary to the leash. I slowly pulled her shirt off. I then pushed her onto her abdomen, preparing to tie her handwriting behind her when he jerked awake. I threw all my weight on her and slapped my hand on her mouth. `` 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 slit 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 hand and continued to bound her hands behind her back. I raised her up to sit on her ass. I got the rope and tied her bosom tightly. They would work majestic before the night was over. I took her scanty off. Reaching again into my bag, I got out the y-clamps and hooked a clamp onto each nipple before clenching one down onto her clit. She gasped in infliction.

After I had her exactly where I wanted her, boundary and in pain, the entirely affair left to do was go her hope. I pulled out the knife, and gave her a quick swipe across her thigh. She yelped in pain as deep red string of beads formed over the cut. `` That 's a warning, '' I whispered. `` If you scream or do anything unintelligent, it will be much, much worse. '' I knew then that I could unbrace her hand. 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 fours in the floor. `` C'mon, bitch, '' I said playfully. `` Here, miss. '' 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 dick. I reminded her of what would come about if she did anything stupid. I could distinguish she had never done this before, which made my rooster even harder. She was afraid not to waste me.

I continued to hollo her every foul name in the 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 swollen peter at her ass opening. She got really excited then.

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

I laughed. `` I 'm going to humiliate you so badly, you 'll never want to distinguish. Now shut up. '' I thrusted myself into her smashed yap, and she began to mosh about.

'' NO ! '' Her crying became worse and worse. Another knife swipe across her ass did n't even shut her up. I held the knife to her throat while I fucked her ass, and still she cried. Finally, I stuffed her pantie into her mouth and taped her shut. Her shout were weak muffles then. line ran down her legs and onto my cock. I decided the succeeding salutary thing to cumming in her sassing was cumming in her ass. I let my cum spew deep into her bowels. Then, feeling the need to pass water, I pissed right field inside her and never even pulled out. I decided that pickle was done, so I stuffed a jade in to hold back my pissing and cum inside her. It was Hank 's turn.

'' backer, '' I said, `` congratulations. You 're about to lose your virginity to a dog. You 're gon na be Hank 's bitch. You want to be my dog 's cunt ? '' A waggle of her head no got her a soundly slap. `` Fuck you. You ai n't nothin'but meat and holes. Shut up. ''

I could see Hank 's shining red prick, even in the dark. He was huge, even vainglorious than me. I knew he was going to pain Angel, and I could n't wait. `` She 's all yours, crony, '' I said, pulling saint by her leash into the flooring. I tapped her on the back. `` 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, oceanic abyss past her pharynx. I 'm not sure she could respire half the meter. Hank 's huge dog cock had entered her and was tearing her apart. I saw blood drops mixed with dog seed downfall onto the story in a low puddle. I think the poor bitch had gone into seismic disturbance. She had gone lull except for my humiliating dictation to bark now and then. I 'd never seen such a beautiful quite a little, nonetheless. My honest champion was building up to knot inside this slut bitch, poke by awful thrust, and I was filling her pharynx with my cock. Then, as if it were planned in advance, we both exploded with our seminal fluid into the bitch. Hank was stuck inside her, gratified of course. I rammed my hammer past her mouth and down her throat, feeling her throat constrict around my already spewing and throbbing dick. I was in total walking on air.

'' Do n't you defy move, puss, '' I ordered. `` You hurt my dog, you 're gon na die. '' I untied the ropes on her mammilla and let the stock takings to them. The release seemed to wound her, to my further pleasure. Waiting for Hank to unknot, I went into Angel 's kitchen and found some newspaper. I laid it down next to the door.

Finally, Hank was give up. I removed the shoe collar and threesome, and proceeded to tie her hands and feet together after laying her on her slope across the newspaper. `` pissing, '' I said. Without fighting, she did. I laughed at her and said, `` Good gripe. You did good. ``

When I left, she was tied up and still had the stopper in her ass. I wonder if anyone found her, or if she got herself out. One thing 's for certainly ; she will never draw a blank her number 1 time.

Damn ...