Jessica 's opinion Of the kidnapping

Supper began normally.

I had laid the mesa after I had finished my prep, placing out tongue, fork, spoons and table mats. Misty called everyone to the table. Tonight we were having my favorite, loose-fitting Joes. I poured a deoxyephedrine of cider for Jan, and Milk for myself and Misty and sat waiting. Jan wheeled herself up to her position at the header of the rectangular table, while Misty sat opposite me.

I was never sure of Misty, She is always perfect ! Even when doing something depraved, she 's unagitated and beautiful, her perfect skin sprinkled with youthful freckles. Her hair is the colour of bright new fuzz, and it cascades down to the base of her spinal column. Her eyes are the people of color of a spring meadow : soaker and fleeceable with tiny flecks of Au. Her nerve displays tranquility, with innate knockout only someone who has done it all can exude. Her organic structure is taunt and her stage seem to begin just under her weapon - a lean, fair loving machine. I 'm so glad she loves me.

Jan is beautiful in a different way entirely. Her drear fuzz is cut almost boyishly shortly, but the for the first time thing you notice are her huge eyes. They are the colour of the sky, and just as lambent. Her jaw bulge determinedly forward, and her neck is not feminine, and neither are her arms and berm. She sits very lazily in an acrobatic wheelchair almost slouching, but it 's a ruse. Her judgment is like a razor, and her upper eubstance is stronger than about men 's. All of this is neatly packaged in one paraplegic who has no ego pity and runs her aliveness and ours with self trust and is the most disciplined person I know. She has ( giggle ) no problem dispensing that bailiwick, sometimes with her hand, boat paddle, whip or mouth. Jan is not your average girl in a rack chairperson, and quiet honestly once you get over the fact she 's invalid, you forget she 's even lead bound. I 'm so glad she loves me, too.

Halfway through the meal, Jan began explaining her program for us. At first it seemed surreal, and I did n't really understand, but Misty began to argue, `` You 're joking, right ? '' she asked.

I tried to conciliate everybody, `` I think, if you think we should, then I 'll do it, '' I answered, not exactly sure what I was agreeing to, while looking directly at first base Jan, then Misty. I love them both equally and without any reservation.

Misty looked across at me scornfully, and up the table at Jan. `` I think that you are both fricken crazy. Anyway, Jess always agrees with everything you say. What if we get caught ? How can we explicate stealing a dog ? Do you for one second believe that the cops will believe whatever bullshit account you try and devote them, Jan ? We will all go to slammer ! '' she almost yelled.

Jan brooked no gainsaying, and her retort was abrasive. `` You will do as you are told ! Do not take that musical note with me ! Do you see, girl ? ``

I 'd never seen Misty not defer to Jan, and this clock time was no exclusion. She canted her head to one side and hoarsely whispered as if spitting blood, `` Yes Mistress. However, my remonstration stands. ``

I looked at the two adult female I loved. Jan 's hackles were rising, and Misty 's centre had morphed into a truculent stormy gray. I gulped, and tried to pour out oil on trouble oneself waters, `` When are we going to wait for our victim ? '' I asked, with false cheerfulness.

Jan reversed from the tabular array, stating,"Nothing wrong with the present. Let 's go ! '' she ordered.

I followed Jan and Misty to Jan 's minivan. Unaided, Jan swung herself into the driver 's seat. I slid into the middle rump, and Misty stiffly sat in the nominal head passenger seat, her stance still one of disapproval.

We drove through darkening section. We saw a lot of dog, but Misty seemed unimpressed with every dog or house we saw. Finally, Jan turned down a street that had a few street twinkle out. Halfway along this blue avenue, a Brobdingnagian, telling Rottweiler lazed on a stoup of a summing up looking cottage.

Jan pointed. `` What about him ? `` she asked.

'' I bet it 's a young lady, '' Misty responded sarcastically.

As the debate raged back and forth in the front of the van, I knew I had to do something. I slid open my room access, and sprang from the sluggish moving van, lurching off balance into the dirty and disclose fence.
At my soft whistle, the dog half charged the fence full of bluster, but but switched to approaching with caution and one-half wondering tangle, in between warning barks.

I showed no fear, leaning over the fence and teasing his floppy ears, cooing softly. The dog lost all aggression, because I showed no threat to him or his home and possessor. I teased his pinna with my left hand while my right was reaching over the fence and blindly feeling under his belly for the front of his shaft. My digit encountered his knot. At my liaison, it almost automatically quivered and swelled, and his balls began to throb. The dog wanted to play, signaled by the beginning thrusts of his haunches.

I smiled sadly, whispering, `` Sorry boy. You 're going to take to wait. '' I turned as he whined and quickly got back into my posterior. `` He 's got balls and they 're massive, '' I reported.

'' Any more protest, Ms Sourpuss ? '' Jan asked with a sneer.

Misty began, `` I still do n't ... ''

'' Oh shut up ! '' Jan commanded her.

We drove home, with Jan carefully noting the path and measuring the odometer. Jan decided our raid would take on place on the first clear Sat night.

The first Sabbatum turned out to be beautiful. First, Misty submitted to both our andiron. My delay was well worth it, because I had two or three blissful orgasms as one after the early, those Same dogs thrust into my wait, wet pussy with their device characteristic expertness. Both Misty and I exuded that musky, inky scent only dog fucking females can generate.

When we were smelly enough to become Jan, she placed herself across a portable pool, while our dogs rutted and filled her wide cunt with their semen. Yes, dogs can be insatiable. All three of us reeked of musk and dog sex.

It was just before midnight on the van 's dah clock when Jan stopped the van about a 100 cubic yard from the Rottweiler 's house, switching the van lights off for stealth. By now, there was no hesitation from Misty. She was as bore as I was, and just as excited. We waited, making certainly no one was around and no Inner Light were on. Misty sprang out of the van, pulling off her jumper and leggings. I followed Misty 's example and pulled off my sweats and stood naked next to the van. It was a fond and lovely night - the moon a splinter in the sky, the sky itself made luminous by a million billion stars above us. Jan reversed the van back to the corner, while we walked purposely toward the house.

We whistled low, attracting the dog 's attention. The dog placidly ambled towards us and pushed himself through the broken fence, and gave us perfunctory snuff. Misty dipped one hand between her branch, and offered her bridge player, palm down, for the dog to work out. The dog 's tongue slurped, his nose angled instinctively towards Misty 's crotch. We held hands as we walked back to the van. The dog seemed to be sniffing Misty the solid way, his nose bumping against her twit ass brass as we walked.

I swung up onto the midway seat, followed by the dog. Misty climbed in behind him, and pulled and slid the doorway closed as Jan put the van into cogwheel. Misty was gingerly manipulating the dog 's phallus, while I looked on, licking my mouth.

'' throw the lights on before we get stopped by the cop, '' Misty hissed. She sighed in ministration as the headlights again illuminated the road.

Misty kept masturbating the dog. He seemed totally at ease, his phallus node and set, poking from its sheath. It was monumental. He lazily licked Misty, as she manipulated him.

Jan told us,"stay in the van,"as she drove up the private road. Quickly, she rounded up our bounder and corralled them into a bedchamber. They whined and barked their displeasure, probably both from being confined, and from the strange canine odour. Jan rejoined us outside.

Misty had gotten the dog hard. His penis stood stick-like stiff. I clambered out of the van, followed by Misty and the dog, Misty helped me get into the aright position, on my knees, in the cool fragrant damp pasture, my head and shoulder joint pressing my titty into the lawn. I arched my back and widened the aloofness between my genu.

When his tongue darted out and licked me from asshole to clit with one long swipe, I moaned and shivered. I quivered. I ca n't resist having a hot, wet, rough tongue lapping away at my snatch. His warm, wet nose occasionally bumped against my clit as his natural language swiped across and into my hole to get at the juice only a human squawk in rut can produce.

I thrashed, twitching under his swirling, talented tongue for several minutes. I spread my legs almost unnaturally wide. After several hot minutes of trouncing, he suddenly stopped and lurched up over me with his movement paws on either side of my hips. He crowded in closer and I could sense his cock sliding over my thigh as he tried to wrap his hand around my waist.

Misty was in total ascendency. She kept detention of him, moving my dead body into office to meet his dotty carnal poke. His hips were humping desperately and futilely, until Misty moved him to one English, her sure hand guiding his hard cock into me.

I was past times any reluctance. I was ready to be fucked this metre. I wanted that dog cock in my cunt. My body ached for intercourse. I wanted to feel his knot slap my sloppy vaginal lips, and extend into me and make full my snatch with his cum. He was humping wildly, the only when way he knew how. Some of his crusade briefly pulled his stopcock free from my opening move. I tried scooted my hips closer to him, but he couldn't control himself. His putz was incredibly hot and stiff and he humped like a jackhammer, small spurts of pre-cum spurted everywhere, the grass, my back, my ass boldness and cleft, even my thighs.

I've had many different human and dog rooster inside my pussy before, but nothing prepared me for the ultimate smell that this dog 's tool pick my fuckhole gave me. Unashamed, I shunted back, now meeting his thrusts as he continued roughly stuffing his hammer into me all the way to the base of his growing mile. After an eternity ( at least 5 seconds ), my nasty cunt automatically softened, and gaped extensive undefendable to take his monolithic air mile for the first fourth dimension.

My body clenched, trapping that magnificent knot, which began to swell and pulsate, while his quill inside me softened and began to pump his cum with every beat of his massive heart. Each instant squirted scores of his cum into my waiting snatch. The hot cum quickly filled me, while the size of his fully engorged international nautical mile jammed into me stopped it from leaking out. More and more was spurting from his flattened tip and it had only one route still open, my uterus ! I could feel his dog cum flooding my womb. I imagined my belly swelling slightly from the fluid pressure.

He had stopped moving altogether. I knelt and crouched stoically under him, his warmth comforting, his sonant fur keeping me from shivering, I turned my head slowly, and looked at Misty and Jan, I hissed softly, `` I can feel him flooding me ! ``

I watched Misty and Jan as the dog stood rampant over me. Misty had gotten onto all quaternary, and Jan was caressing Misty 's ass. Misty was undetermined and defenseless, and Jan 's hand was finger cryptical inside her slit. Her manifestation was one I can only discover as dear and luxuria for Jan.

Jan started to poke all four fingers in and out of her kitty-cat. Both of them were watching me, and our new playmate. Time seemed to stand still. Okay, so maybe it was only ten minutes before the Rottie began to thrust again. This time it was a placate reverse thrust, his softening knot still wedged in my cloying cum filled pussy, gripping him, forcing me to scoot backwards whimpering as he tried to get down.

Eventually, he pulled unfreeze with a soggy `` plop '' followed by embarrassing echoing pussy flatus from me, as I gushed dog cum and air compressed by his frantic humping, and then sank down onto the grass.

The dog 's penis hung down, but it was still monolithic. He sat on his haunches and began to lick himself, his gnarl slowly subsiding. H then stretched lazily, and ambled over and began to lick his cum from my gaping, leaking puss. My mind reeled, my trunk convulsed and my final coming left me resembling a dogcum filled kettle of fish of a body, quivering on the grass.

I watched, panting, while Misty turned, moving away from Jan 's chair, and reversing towards the dog. She lifted her ass to the dog 's fount, and a drip of urine spurted from her, sprinkling down her internal thighs. Immediately he began to solve, then reared up and began humping wildly, his stubby cock prolongation, Misty lifted herself slightly, and snaked her hired hand under her consistence, gripping his hardening penis.

His penis was half out of its sheath, and poking stick-like at Misty 's asshole. Misty somehow managed to grip and guide him to her snatch. She lowered herself slightly, then half tugged, and suddenly the dog was fucking her ! A dog only knows one way to eff, and it 's not subtle ! He humped fast, oblivious to anything other than breeding this new bitch. His pumping natural process caused her cunt to rout air in lewd puss farts.

I giggled in sympathy.

Misty arched and bowed her back, her knees sliding wider and wider on the damp, dew-covered grass, as the dog 's humping got frantic. There was an almost a soft sighing strait when his knot slotted base. I watched, fascinated, as the colossal dog stood authoritatively, unbridled above her.

Her tits were swaying like meaty pendulums with every breath she took. Her oculus were closed and she was panting like a kick in heat. Misty 's movements were subtle, delicate and intimate, keeping him hard and attentive in her obscenely swollen-headed slit. I watched closely it was stretched and distended, the reddish section behind his knot bending slightly, giving me a neat view of their union.

Misty was almost grunting with complete pleasure, her hips twitching as she orgasmed. It was incredibly carnal to learn, and the air around us was full of the inky odor of their coupling. The dog growled softly and contentedly as his cum now flooded Misty 's womb and uterus.

Recumbent, I was trying to get a closelipped aspect of Misty, with my ramification wide, and my pussy gaping, probably still leaking cum which was coating my second joint. While I watched Misty, Jan thrust her wholly hand into my wet, leaking fuckhole. I mewed softly, surprised at the veracity of her unrestrained activeness ! I closed my middle as Jan 's hand twirled inside me and her fingers folded into a fist. Her radiocarpal joint began pumping, irksome and steady, in time with Misty 's and the Rottweiler 's panting breaths Again opening my middle, I gazed at the dog 's orchis and stumpy quarter shakiness as he pumped his seed into Misty 's womb.

Jan issued a statement. I shuddered, conditioned to her voice. As always, as my Mistress ordered, `` Cum for me bitch ! '' my organic structure reacted. I shuddered, coxa twitching, eye rolling back, as my orgasm exploded in a wafture of dark cristal, fulfilling my owner 's command willingly and lovingly.

This tying was much longer than the Rottie 's fourth dimension with me. Misty kept up her pernicious slight hip twitch in a way that kept her lover tightly in her swollen cunt. His nautical mile had expanded fully and her cunt was attractively stretched and distended. The dog continued a lenient, contented growl as his seed flooded into Misty 's waiting womb. In the dim light, I imagined I could see her belly dude. The dog was perfectly still above her.

After a while, Misty 's consistency began to spasm and the dog was back pedaling. The duo separated with a wet gush of dog cum. Misty sank onto the grass onto her belly, panting. Immediately, the dog lowered his font to her wet, dilated pussy. His tongue swiped and curled into her self-conceited lips, before bending down to lick himself. Slowly his massive phallus slid back into its sheath.

The dog stood and shook, scratching himself with his spine paw. He circled Jan as she gazed lustily at the magnificent brute. He circled the puddle of my cum sinking into the locoweed, and while locking eyes with Jan, lifted a leg and sent a prospicient stream of pissing at it, before trotting towards the van, as if to say,"Thanks madam. Enough for tonight, but I need to get home."

Jan pulled a jumper over her chief as she wheeled herself to her van. Misty opened the sliding doorway and we jumped in, still naked. The dog hopped into the van, his stubby can wagging. We drove back towards the dog 's firm, The drive seemed over in mo, the secrecy totally lifelike. Jan stopped the van about 25 M from his house. Misty slid the room access clear and our new fan hopped out, heading habitation. Without a backward flavor, he clambered through the fence. Jan glanced in the parent vista mirror at her two naked girls sitting prettily in the book binding seat.

'' Did anyone see if he had a figure on his shoe collar ? '' Jan asked. We all looked at each early, a bit dumbfounded, and giggled merrily all the way home .