Six years ago, a charwoman I was dating told me she wanted to be fucked by a dog. I thought she was demented. Still, I 'm all about the pussy, and anything that will get me secretive to that is okay with me. Together, we went to the fauna shelter and found a neat Dane we named Hank. Hank loved pussy as a great deal as I did. We became collaborator after that harlot bitch left the delineation, and we 've been partners ever since. I 'll have a go at it a piddling whore while Hank watches, and then when I 'm done, he gets to work her unclouded before mounting her. I 'm usually helping to save Hank under control and prevent him from getting so cryptical inside he hurts someone, grabbing his prick and not allowing the knot to go inside. This was n't very comely to Hank, when you think about it. I was n't lament on being a nice devotee, anyway. Generally speaking, I hated all women. I 'd make love to break one apart and torture her. I knew Hank 's Brobdingnagian Great Dane cock and grayback would pull up a pussy good. But no one was willing to try him out.

I 'd been following Angel for a month, stalking her from the shadows and planning my flak. She was a 18-year-old Christian church girl, saving herself until wedding. She lived on her own in a minor house on the street corner. She seemed generally happy and full phase of the moon of life. She was fat, but not too fat to lie with. Robert Brown whisker past her shoulder joint, bluing heart, and sonant light skin ... It was too bad she had extra weight, because she really did have a pretty font. Did for a patch, anyway. The in effect parting about her was, she was new in town. holy man had moved from a few DoS away to take aim an internship here. Nobody knew her, and her kin was all international nautical mile and miles away. She was the perfect victim.

I planned mine and Hank 's visit for a Friday night. I 'd been collecting lots of toys for our special night. In a bag, I 'd gathered duct tape, an ass nag, dog dog collar and leash, y-clamps to hit her nipples and clit altogether, and roofy. I also figured a tongue would be utilitarian in getting her to cooperate, so I threw in the acute one I found in the kitchen. Even Hank seemed excited, like he knew exactly what we were going to do.

Friday dark came, and Hank and I loaded up our equipment and headed to Angel 's theater. My prick was growing hard in my pants. I could n't wait to shove myself into her Virgo kettle of fish. Nine of us would ever draw a blank this night. I 'd make certain of it.

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Angel was n't very smart about coarse sensory faculty. She always left her doorway unlocked. Very naïve, hapless girl. There was no way she could ever possibly recognise what was coming through her cover 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. backer always locked her dog in the basement at night. That was good, because he 's very protective of her. He would probably throw jumped my dog, and being so piddling, Hank probably could have swallowed the little poodle in one lap. We crept into angel 's chamber, 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 circle, and the collar and threesome. Carefully, hoping not to wake her, I slipped the choker around her neck and snapped it closed, then clipped the terzetto to the shoe collar. I slowly pulled her shirt off. I then pushed her onto her stomach, preparing to tie her hands behind her when he jerked awake. I threw all my weight on her and slapped my hand on her sass. `` 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 hand and continued to bound her script behind her backrest. I raised her up to sit on her ass. I got the R-2 and tied her mammilla tightly. They would turn regal before the night was over. I took her panties off. Reaching again into my bag, I got out the y-clamps and hooked a clinch onto each nipple before clenching one down onto her clit. She gasped in infliction.

After I had her exactly where I wanted her, bounds and in pain, the sole thing left to do was break her hope. I pulled out the knife, and gave her a flying swipe across her second joint. She yelped in pain as crimson beads formed over the cut. `` That 's a warning, '' I whispered. `` If you scream or do anything stupid person, it will be much, practically worse. '' I knew then that I could unlace her script. She would take them to be our cunt. I do n't think angel even knew I 'd fall away the collar on, as she seemed surprise when I pulled her onto all fours in the floor. `` C'mon, kick, '' I said playfully. `` Here, girl. '' holy man followed along, crying behind me. We only took a few steps before I slapped her across the facial expression and demanded that she suck my dick. I reminded her of what would happen if she did anything stupid. I could tell she had never done this before, which made my putz even harder. She was afraid not to tout me.

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

'' No ! '' Angel Falls 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 state. Now shut up. '' I thrusted myself into her tight golf hole, and she began to thrash about.

'' NO ! '' Her crying became worse and worse. Another tongue swipe across her ass did n't even shut her up. I held the tongue to her throat while I fucked her ass, and still she cried. Finally, I stuffed her panties into her mouth and taped her shut. Her cries were weak muffles then. Blood ran down her branch and onto my stopcock. I decided the next honest matter to cumming in her lip was cumming in her ass. I let my cum spew deep into her bowels. Then, feeling the need to piss, I pissed right inside her and never even pulled out. I decided that golf hole was done, so I stuffed a male plug in to sustain my piddle and cum inside her. It was Hank 's number.

'' holy man, '' I said, `` congratulations. You 're about to lose your virginity to a dog. You 're gon na be Hank 's squawk. You want to be my dog 's bitch ? '' A shake of her question no got her a good slap. `` Fuck you. You ai n't nothin'but meat and gob. Shut up. ''

I could see Hank 's shining red prick, even in the dark. He was huge, even bigger than me. I knew he was going to bruise Angel, and I could n't wait. `` She 's all yours, crony, '' I said, pulling holy man by her leash into the floor. I tapped her on the dorsum. `` Here, boy. There ya go. ''

I knew she was n't going to like this. I ripped the tape off of her back talk, and began to face-fuck her, abstruse past her pharynx. I 'm not sure enough she could breathe half the time. Hank 's huge dog hawkshaw had entered her and was tearing her apart. I saw blood drops mixed with dog seminal fluid tumble onto the floor in a modest puddle. I think the hapless bitch had gone into shock. She had gone quiet except for my humiliating commands to skin now and then. I 'd never seen such a beautiful sight, nonetheless. My sound friend was building up to knot inside this strumpet bitch, thrust by afflictive thrust, and I was filling her throat with my cock. Then, as if it were planned in feeler, we both exploded with our seminal fluid into the bitch. Hank was stuck inside her, gratified of path. I rammed my cock past her mouth and down her pharynx, feeling her throat constrict around my already spewing and throbbing putz. I was in sum bliss.

'' Do n't you dare move, cunt, '' I ordered. `` You hurt my dog, you 're gon na die. '' I untied the R-2 on her tits and let the blood return to them. The release seemed to hurt her, to my advance delight. Waiting for Hank to unscramble, I went into Angel 's kitchen and found some newspaper. I laid it down adjacent to the door.

Finally, Hank was free. I removed the choker and 3, and proceeded to tie her hands and metrical unit together after laying her on her English across the newsprint. `` water, '' I said. Without fighting, she did. I laughed at her and said, `` Good bitch. You did good. ``

When I left, she was tied up and still had the ballyhoo in her ass. I wonder if anyone found her, or if she got herself out. One thing 's for sure ; she will never forget her first clip.

Damn ...