I'm a good individual. .. The way this whole thing started was not my flaw and was absolutely beyond my control. My horse sense of right and wrong, intimate perversion, personal gender, and expiation were all thrown into enquiry ; my world turned upside down.

I've shed a lot of tears over the guilt and shame I've experienced as a result of discovering my confessedly nature. Still, I can honestly say that I've since learned to understand and appreciate what I am and what sexually makes me happy.

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My name is Abigail.

My ex-boyfriend's name is Marcus, and his older blood brother, Apostle of the Gentiles. Marcus and I had been together for about five class, and I thought we were a happy, reasonably well matched mates. .. until we weren't. It all changed when I met someone else and began sleeping with him. I honestly did not intend or want to bruise Marcus ; I didn't intend to cheat on him ; it just form of happened. Our kinship ended one night when Marcus was supposed to be out of townspeople, and instead, he walked in on the new boyfriend and me having sex. I packed some clothes and left that night.

We didn't talk of the town for a few daytime but eventually did, and I thought we were honest with each other about our true touch and the confidant details of our human relationship. I told Marcus that I still"loved"him and wanted to keep him as a close and valued friend. He said he understood, felt the same way, and also wanted to rest friends. I can't describe my felicity at hearing this. Yes, even though Marcus could be a jerking sometimes, and my cheating hadn't helped our family relationship, I still loved him in my own way.

I've never liked Paul, his brother. He was dominating and controlling, and I had always felt there was something distasteful about him. Even before Marcus and I started going together, I had heard rumors that he and Paul indulged in kinky fetishes and perverted intimate proclivities with a small chemical group of supporter. I found this firmly to conceive, especially as it pertained to Marcus. I just prayed that Marcus had not been a participant in these activities.

Though I didn't know why I did get laid that Paul had never wanted Marcus and me together, Paul had aggressively tried to total on to me on to a greater extent than one function. Of course, I shut him down, and he eventually directed his attention elsewhere. That having been said, even now, if he catches me alone, he will come up behind me, rub himself against me, and whisper,"I'm gon na nookie you, Abbi."I'd push him away, and seeing the formulation on my face, he'd always burst out laughing and saunter away as I cursed at him.

*****

Of all the things I disliked most about Saul was that beast of a canine he called Tallos. Tallos was a large good-looking German Shepherd. Brown University and tan food coloring and deliberation in at about 115 lbs. By comparison, I'm on the bantam position. Barely 5'5"and weighing 100 lbs., Tallos came up to my pelvic arch, and if he stood on his hind leg, he was as tall if not taller than me. Paul has had the dog since it was a puppy and had trained him to be as base as he was. Tallos'demeanor was intimidating and aggressive, just like Paul's.

Because nigh people felt uncomfortable and skittish around Tallos, for the to the highest degree section, he was kept in or around the house, and on those affair when the Brother had visitors, Paul would put Tallos in his kennel or let him loose in the bombastic outside dog run.

Paul the Apostle was married, and I could see that Saul's wife got along well with Tallos. I realize this is a personal consequence, but watching how she petted and fawned over the dog made me feel uncomfortable. She never seemed upset when Tallos would stick his olfactory organ between her pegleg whenever she was near him. She would absently let him sniff her and then half-heartedly push his nous away if I were present. But for me. .. I did not like the dog and would not go near him. They say that almost brute have heightened sensitivities that humans can't appreciate. I didn't trust him, and I do not doubt that he sensed my feelings.

*****

A few months passed after Marcus, and I broke up, and around this prison term, Marcus and Paul were called out of Town on family business. Marcus said they couldn't take Tallos with them and didn't want to board him. They both knew I disliked the dog and was a little afraid of him, so I was surprised when they asked if I would dogsit him for the ten mean solar day, they would be away. Of course, I told them no. I didn't think it would be a soundly idea for me to dogsit Tallos. But after being reassured that the dog could be kept away and that all I needed to do would be to visually check on him two or three multiplication a day and take in sure his piddle and food dispensers were kept fully, I reluctantly relented.



The brothers left on Friday, and everything went fine for the first few days. .. Tallos minded his business enterprise, and I minded mine. However, Monday morning, I noticed Tallos whining and pacing in the erect curtilage and became concerned. After watching him off and on through nigh of the day, I let him into the house. He went to his street corner in the kitchen and curled up on his bed. Realizing that he hadn't been fed for nearly of the day, I prepared his bowl and placed it on the floor. He immediately jumped up and, showing his dentition began growling at me in a lowering way. I didn't understand why he was acting like this, but honestly, at this point, I was pissed and didn't charge anymore.

"Fine, I said out loud to him, you can starve for all I care,"and after turning off the light, I went upstairs to my room, took a quickly exhibitor, threw on a jersey, and crawled into bed.

*****

I was experiencing a dream so real number that in my hazy half-dream land, I thought my ex-boyfriend Marcus was here in bed with me. He'd never made me feel quite this way, and though he didn't like using his mouth on me, he would half-heartedly lick my pussy if I insisted. But tonight, he was eating pussycat like it was his favorite thing in the world. I began to orgasm and fuck my hips upward, trying to pick out his tongue deeper inside me. Marcus'licking slowed, and my heart sleepily fluttered subject, expecting to see the top of his blonde pass nestled between my legs.

It wasn't Marcus ! It was the dog Tallos who licked my clit and slipped his knife up my pussy.

Startled and confused, I began crying.

"point. .. get off,"I screamed while trying to push him off."Get off ! Get off,"I cried out louder and began kicking. Tallos momentarily stopped and, lifting his read/write head, growled and bared his teeth. I know it sounds crazy, but he locked oculus with me as if warning me not to fight him. His centre seemed to say,"Don't fight me squawk. .. I don't want to hurt you, but I will if you resist, if you don't submit."



I understood his silent threat and was paralyzed with fright. All I could do was lie on my bed, afraid to actuate, afraid he would lash out me.

My branch were closed, and Tallos began trying to part my thigh. He started pushing his nose against my heap and rubbing it over my covered clit. Eventually, he managed to give my legs wide enough to slide his nose deeper between my thighs. My T-shirt offered no protection, and he sniffed my pussy for several min before he resumed darting his tongue in and out of my now dripping slit, running his natural language with broad circuit from my clit to my ass and back. I could feel a swoon tingling between my legs and a growing achiness that slowly enveloped my crotch field. Tallos continued slowly moving his head between my thighs. I knew I had become sexually aroused, and the inevitability of my approaching sexual climax made me quiver. Within seconds I began to cum, hard and wet.

lacing away my pussy juice that was now smeared across his snout, Tallos stood and watched me closely before jumping off the bed and going downstairs. I lay curled on the bed, trying to cipher out what had just happened. Hearing barking coming from the rear yard, I looked out the window and saw Tallos eating from his bowl and running about the one thousand. Stumbling down the stairs, I hurried to close and shut up the kitchen door. Hearing the auditory sensation of the slamming threshold, Tallos began to bark and angrily pace back and forth in front of the door wanting to be let back into the house.

"nooky you, I shouted, roll in the hay you."

Later that evening, I tried calling Marcus to differentiate him I was thinking of leaving and could not ride out at the star sign. No one answered the yell, nor did I receive a response to my call option.

I slept fitfully that night, even after double-checking all the doors and windows to make sure Tallos couldn't get back in. By the next morning, while sipping my 2nd cup of coffee, I had calmed down, felt a bit more secure, and decided that maybe it wasn't as bad as I had initially thought. Who knows, perhaps I had done something to trigger him, anyway. .. everything would be okay if I kept him out of the theater. After all, Tallos was just a dog, acting like a dog.

affair settled into a quiet routine. Tallos was locked in the nurture yard, and I didn't have to vex about him being near me. But whenever I saw him from one of the windows, he would gaze at me with an almost human stare that said,"It's not over."

*****

It was Thursday, the sixth day of my stay, and I was excited that Marcus would be back tardily Monday afternoon. I was more than ready to get the blaze out of there, to get away from that wolf and go home.

I was up former that morning with quite a few errands to run, so by the clip I returned, I was tired and sweaty. As I finished bringing the groceries into the kitchen, the buzzer rang. Answering the door, I saw it was a courier with a software package for Paul the Apostle. Standing in the doorway, signing the package, from around the back of the star sign, Tallos appeared and bounded into the theatre. He had apparently jumped the fencing or found some way to dig himself out of the yard.

walking over and opening the kitchen threshold, I tried to coax him out of the kitchen and into the rear yard, but he wasn't having it. After circling me for a second or so, he got comfortable in the far niche of the kitchen, lowered his headspring, and closed his eyes.

With Tallos apparently asleep, I decided to put away my foodstuff. I went into the pantry and suddenly found myself on the floor. Tallos hadn't been sleeping, and I could get wind him moving around behind me. Scrambling to my human foot, I stood facing him. Tallos was perhaps six metrical unit away when he started approaching me, growling.

Terrified, I was too scared to do anything and just stood there. Tallos lunged at me without warning, making me fall backward onto my ass. He started barking, and I quickly rolled over onto my knees and made to get up, which was a misunderstanding. He stood over me, straddling my back, preventing me from standing. I felt him take the hem of my chick and snarf it to discover my bare pussy slit ( I now regretted my determination not to put on a bra or panties after I showered this sunrise ). Leaning closer, he sniffed my kitty a few prison term before he began licking it. As surely as I was there in figurehead of him on my script and knee, I knew this animal was going to rape me. After licking me for a long time, he seemed to sense my pussycat was finally ready for him. Tallos tried to hop on me, but in his upheaval, despite his probing, he kept missing my snatch. When I realized he was having difficulty getting it in, I began to squirm and try to draw out away from him.

He nipped my ass cheek and began barking and growling again. I didn't know what he wanted. Tallos nipped my ass cheek again, and this time he slipped his schnozzle between my second joint and lifted my pussy mellow by raising his head teacher, clearly demonstrating what he wanted me to do. Despite my fear and humiliation, I understood.

Crying uncontrollably, I raised my hips higher off the flooring, lowered my head, and presented my pussycat to him.



This time he mounted me successfully, and I could immediately sense his cock rubbing against my ass and between my pegleg, searching for my pussy first step. He poked and prodded respective times before finding my curtain raising, and even though my pussy was already quite wet from his dog expectoration, my dead body nonetheless tensed when he forced his cock into me.

"Oh god, oh god,"I remember screaming in pain. He was huge, bigger than anything I had ever had inside me before. I could feel my hot rip trailing down my face as he worked his cock into me, in by in, stretching me, opening me wider. Undeterred by my rent and feeble sweat to get away from him, Tallos continued thrusting. Slowly the pain began to lessen and was replaced with a feeling of almost pleasurable fullness. Even though he was thick inside me and had already begun spurting cum he paused to dislodge himself by pushing forward, instinctively wanting to go deeper. By now, I had stopped struggling, and as he fucked my pussy as if he owned it, I remember wondering if I were his inaugural man bitch ; as terrorisation as it seemed, I didn't think I was.

Tallos continued humping his recollective thick cock into me until he found his"sweet-smelling spot"and started fucking me rapidly, punishing and deeply. My pussy tightened around his hammer when he started pushing up inside of me. Slippery from the pre-cum that seeped from his cock he kept thrusting into me, stretching my pussy wider, making me assume all of him.

'' Please hold on. .. . please check,"I mouthed over and over. Tallos gripped me around my waist, pulling me closer to him, his pincer scraping and digging into my cutis. He kept trying to go deeper. I cried in disgust at the thought of being raped by a dog, knowing there was cypher I could do about it former than submit or hazard his turning on me.

He had been spurting bursts of cum into me since he had first entered me, and now I could feel his nautical mile rubbing against my clitoris. Tallos was a large dog, and his knot was large enough that even though my pussy was wet and slippery with his cum he had problem forcing it inside me.

Excited and frustrated, he fucked me furiously. He was hurting me, but unable to stop myself, I reached down between my legs and shuddered when my fingerbreadth brushed over the hard cock and nautical mile he desperately wanted inside me. It was huge.

I felt a sudden renewed painful sensation as my pussy opened wider for him when he drove his naut mi inside me. Tallos had succeeded in ramming his international nautical mile into my pussycat, and was now focused on emptying himself. Keeping his cock buried inside me, he worked his greyback back and Forth River in my cunt. The sensation of his burl was extraordinary, and without warning, I began to spasm when a brawny sexual climax flooded through me. Tallos'humping movement made his knot rub against the inwardly conformation of my kitty-cat, sending me into yet another coming, and as I trembled, my purulent involuntarily gripped his cock tighter, and the dog began to shoot his cum more forcefully into my pussy ; enormous amount of cum literally gushed out, drenching my cunt.

Even after such a right cum, Tallos was still hard and retain stroke and cumming until he was drained. Exhausted and spent, Tallos slumped down behind me.

We lay there tied, his Calidris canutus firmly locked inside me.

*****

When his knot softened enough, it made a wet"popping"speech sound that allowed Tallos to free himself and walk away. Exhausted, I lay on my vertebral column on the pantry room floor for a hanker time, my pussy agape and legs spread blanket, crying hysterically as dog cum dripped out of me.

Tallos soon returned and began to work cum from between my thighs. I lay there crying as he"cleaned"me until finally, he let me get up. Still dazed, I managed to slowly get upstairs to the bathroom, where I showered and gently cleaned my sore, aching cunt.

I stayed in the shower bath for a long clip, the hot piss atomizer beating against my skin.

When I came out of the bathroom, I looked around the bedroom and gasped in surprisal when I saw Tallos in the corner quietly watching, waiting for me. He stood up and began to step back and Forth River, emitting a low, threatening growl. I looked down at him and could see that his thick-skulled crimson cock still hung heavily from its sheath, and more terrorization, it was still hard. I could feel an increasing compactness in my chest and a rising signified of scare when I realized he was not finished with me.

"God assist me, this dog wants to fuck me again."

My first impulse was to run, and I guess I made a sudden drift toward the door prompting an abrupt response from Tallos. Alert and watchful, he was immediately on guard and baring his teeth, he lunged toward me to deflect my exit.

I stood there naked, my magnanimous bath towel now crumpled on the floor around my infantry.

Tallos began gradually forcing me back into the center of the way, toward the bed. I was paralyzed with fear, unsure what to do. He came closer and abruptly pushed his nose between my damp thigh. Afraid to run, I stood obediently as he began to figure out and inadvertently push back the sensitive skin covering my clit, exposing it. His clapper brushed over my button, sending chills through me, and I started to shake and cry when he forced my stage to open wider and cleave his lingua further inside me.

Tallos pulled himself up and stomach on his hind pegleg with his paws resting on my shoulders. He pushed me back onto the bed, and with his weight pinning me to the bed, he began rubbing his emerging doggy cock against my hairless pink mound, the clash causing my clit to swell and pulsate with excitement. When his rooster was completely free of its sheath, hard and upright, he let out a small oink of foiling as he prodded for entry. At first, I was determined to reject but soon gave way to the sense experience he produced as I lay trapped under his body. To my revulsion, I began to moan after a few minutes when I felt him tug forward, the tip of his phallus sliding into my warm wet pussy. I heard myself whimpering when Tallos'turncock rhythmically started sliding in and out of me. Tallos continued to thrust for various bit, working himself into a good craze, when he again stopped moving and got off the bed.

He stood threateningly in front of me, and I stared at him in confusion."What do you want ?"I shouted. He began to bark wildly before firmly taking hold of my ankle joint and pulling me toward the side of the bed.

"What do you want ?"I asked again in between tears and gasping for breath.

Tallos growled menacingly, scratching my calf with the claws of his paw. He raised his forepaws onto the edge of the bed and started barking again. Finally understanding what he wanted me to do, I slid off the bed and hang over the side so that my upper berth body rested on the bed, and my ass was raised in the air at a elevation that gave him accession to my swollen, pink pussy.



Now that I had assumed the proper fucking berth that he wanted, he quieted. I could hear him snorting and felt his expectant, wet tongue when he began running it over my now very wet slit. I gasped in surprisal when he abruptly inserted his engorged dick into my pussy.

As he started pushing his cock inside me, he made a trench thrust that sent a hot, tingling sensation through me, triggering a gut-wrenching orgasm. Please believe me. .. I didn't want it to happen ; it was involuntary, my soundbox's primal reaction to what this fucking dog was doing to me.



Once he had his peter buried cryptical inside me, he started pumping into me until his fucking left me breathless ; Tallos pulled my pelvic girdle back against his cock, ensuring his deeper penetration. This ravishment went on for a prospicient time before I felt him get going to slow down and his muscularity momentarily tense. I felt another dog-induced orgasm coming, felt it growing, and when my leg began to tremble, the orgasmic intensity left my trunk quivering and shaking. On and on, he went with beast purpose. His body was preparing to erupt.

His first discharge was forceful and hot. With the full moon, overindulge duration of his cock buried inside me, he quietly stood over me, not moving, just spewing the contents of his Ball into me. It seemed like every few minute, my kitty-cat would squeeze his cock, and he would jet out more and more of his cum until finally, he had finished with me.

*****

As the afternoon turned into eventide, I went to bed play out and disheartened. I had been trapped in this household for a calendar week and been repeatedly raped by a great, frightening dog.

My mind raced over everything that had happened during the utmost workweek. Was this my shift ? Had I done something to cause this to happen ? For a flutter moment, I wondered if Paul had anything to do with this. I mean, he could be such a mean, vindictive bastard. Was training his dog to want sex with charwoman one of his kinks ? But it didn't make signified. .. why would Apostle Paul or Paul and Marcus want to set the dog on me ? Laying here, I was only succeeding in freaking myself out and, after a spell, forced myself to put those crazy irrational view out of my mind.

I must have fallen asleep at some degree during the early hour because I awoke tired and very sore on Saturday morning. After almost a day and a half of constant sexual Assault, I was so sensitive I could not walk comfortably and spent most of Saturday morning souse in a hot tub.

It seemed as if Tallos had thankfully lost involvement in me, but I was wrong. If I went too near the threshold, he would immediately take shape to his groundwork and set out stalking and growling at me. At night he would stretch out in battlefront of my sleeping accommodation room access, blocking it and preventing my leaving.

Saturday was relatively uneventful. I spent the day taking charge of household chore, cooked myself a gracious dinner party, and watched a motion-picture show before bed. Tallos, though he continued to watch my every move, had kept to himself almost of the day.

Around eleven, when I got into bed and turned off the light, I felt Tallos ascent onto the substructure of my bed and could palpate my ticker begin to thump faster. I held my breath and waited, expecting him to pull back the at large blanket and mount me. But he didn't, and to my embossment, Tallos maneuvered around on the bed until he found a comfortable position and began to doze. I closed my center and, taking a deep breath, slowly exhaled before drifting off to sleep.

*****

Dominicus started bright and warm. Marcus and Paul would be back tomorrow afternoon, and my nightmare would be over. The day passed slowly, and by the clock time I finally went to bed, I was still so jazzed up and excited I couldn't fall asleep. I tossed and turned for a spell before sitting up and throwing my legs over the position of the bed. Hearing a disturbance approaching from the hall, I looked up and saw Tallos'outline as he came from the lit hall into my darkened bedroom.

He saw me sitting on the edge of the bed and came toward me. Holding my gaze, he slipped between my knee joint, pressed his nose against my step-in covered crouch, and began roughly sniffing and poking me with his snout. I did not protest his tending but opened my legs wider, giving him better access to the moist, fragrant pussy he desired. When he began using his natural language, I moaned with pleasure and lay back on the bed as Tallos brought me to orgasm multiple times. When he didn't attempt to get through me, I was surprised and then puzzled. After a few warm, wet laps of his large tongue over the soaking wet crotch of my panties, with a knowing face from his large, thinking embrown heart, he got down from the bed and went over to his corner.

Under Tallos'watchful gaze, I fell asleep, sexually slaked and glad at the prospect of Marcus returning tomorrow and my going home.

*****

I woke on Monday, my head filled with a mental list of everything I wanted to do before Marcus and Paul got home. Marcus had called earlier this morning when I was still in bed to give me their arrival time and to let me experience they were taking an Uber home and I didn't need to worry about fighting traffic trying to get to the airport to pick them up.

"Whew,"I exclaimed as I finished the finish item on my leaning. It was fold to lunchtime, and I was starting to feel hungry, but I desperately needed a shower before I fixed lunch ! I went upstairs, jumped into the shower, dried my hair, pulled it back into a ponytail, and slipped into a t-shirt and a pair of loose-fitting drawstring shorts.

Busying myself with preparing lunch, I glanced over and saw Tallos lift his point and watch me for a few seconds before getting up and going out into the derriere yard. Tallos had acted relatively well the live day or so, with no intimidating, threatening demeanor. Though still cautious when he was around, I hadn't realized just how very much I had foolishly let my guard down.

Standing at the sink washing the last of the lunch sweetheart, I glanced through the kitchen window and didn't see Tallos in the pace. A sense of understanding immediately began to envelop me.

Drying my script, I was about to go to the living elbow room window and see if he was on that side of the house when I felt Tallos lick the spinal column of my thigh. It was like an electric shock as I did not expect him, and before I could fight him away, he moved between my legs and licked my privileged second joint.

I started to back away but was prevented when Tallos leaned against me. He was great and had most of his weight on me, so I reached out and grabbed a corner of the riposte to balance myself and keep from falling.

"Get off me, God damn it ! Get off,"I shouted and began trying to hit him to make him get away. My resistance only made him raging and more frustrated, and with a mysterious gnarl, he rose, grabbed the backbone of my cervix in his mouth, and forced me to the level. He nipped my shoulder, making sure I understood his dominance over me. I cowered under him submissively when he took hold of me and ripped my shorts and panties off.

I was scared. .. but kept squirming. Not until Tallos again took me by my cervix did I stop squirming and return my pussy to him. I immediately felt his stopcock division my pussy lips and rub the sides of my pussy as he brutally entered me. He began to throw, and on his third forceful thrust, with a thick guttural, animalistic groan, he succeeded in burying his wax swollen length in me.

I could experience him getting bigger inside me and instinctively circularize my peg as he began stroking deeper and faster. Without warning, my dead body shook, and my kitty-cat contracted severely. Tallos, confident in my compliance, erupted inside me, and I came with him, my twat squeezing and milking his dog rooster until he finished cumming and slipped out. I pulled myself up and leaned against the counter on trembling legs. I stood there for almost ten instant as Tallos watched me from his corner, barking whenever I attempted to leave the kitchen.

I held my breathing space when Tallos approached me. .. fuck, I thought, he wanted more.

I knew what he wanted, and dropping to the storey, got on my knees, with my upper dead body leaning forward, and my head down. .. and waited for Tallos to rise me. Coming closer, he began running his lingua between my ass buttock and then along my pussy slit for several instant before finally easing his cock inside me. I could find his soft furry belly rub against the diminished of my back each meter he drove his shaft deeper into my already cum fulfil cunt. I don't think I was surprised when I realized that I hadn't struggled against him when he had tightened his forepaws on my hips and slipped his cock inside me. He began intemperate fucking me, igniting the hot first of an orgasm that quickly grew and radiated through my core. I felt the warmth of his cum as it started seeping from my twat when he continued pounding in and out of me. .. he was coming again.

Tallos pulled out but continued to spray his cum for several second gear before he got up and, sitting with his back to me, started licking his cock.

*****

I must have dozed off while lying on the kitchen floor ; I wasn't sure how tenacious I had lain there. Naked from the waist down, my t-shirt torn and shattered, I needed to shower and clean myself up, so I shakily got to my base and moved toward the stairs intending to go up to my bedroom.

As I started to go up the step, Tallos forcefully nudged me forward, back onto my knees. There I was, on the bottom stairs on my knees, when he mounted me for the third time. He entered me and started stroking me until I could sense the heating plant of his cum each time he spurted into my kitty. Though we had already had sex twice that morning, he hadn't knotted me, but I knew it was going to fall out now.

I felt the pressing of his huge mi being forced into me. warm up cum ran down and between my thighs as he pressed his international nautical mile into me. Then, with one concluding painful thrust we knotted, he was inside me, stretching my cunt to accommodate his monstrous knot. Once he felt his slub fully inflate, he began fucking me as heartbeat after pulse of dog cum sprayed into me, and once he had filled me, his cum began to seep out of my abused pussy, and filter down my thigh onto the floor.

Finally, I felt his movements slow, and I knew he was spent.

Soon Tallos threw a back leg over me, and we were tied together for another twenty dollar bill minute ; when his gnarl finally shrank, he pulled unfreeze of me, and his cum gushed out onto my legs with even more of it spilling out and pooling on the floor.

It was then that Paul and Marcus came through the front door.

Shocked, I cautiously stood up, naked, hair's-breadth in disarray and silvery threads of Tallos'abundant cum trailing down my intimate thighs. I literally must have looked like a girl who had just been thoroughly fucked. Apostle of the Gentiles and Marcus stared at me with their mouths open and trouser bulging, I turned to Marcus and said,"You did this, didn't you ? Did you set this whole thing up with Paul knowing that dog would get along after me ?"

"Why Marcus ? Why ?"I asked, the injury, mental confusion, and disbelief evident in my voice.

"Karma is a bitch, Abbi,"Marcus replied, breaking into a all-inclusive grin as he walked across the kitchen and removed a small digital photographic camera hidden on a high shelf."Saint Paul and I are looking forward to watching your TV. .. knowing you as well as we do, I'm sure you gave Tallos a real proficient time."

"You're cypher but a cock hungry fancy woman ! After the way you treated me, humiliated me, did you really think I would ever need to fuck you again or be your champion ?"he growled.

"You fucking bastard !"I shouted.

It took all of the control I could muster to preserve from charging at him ; instead, I left the room and slowly made my way upstairs as Tallos jumped to his foundation and, without even a look in my management, ran eagerly to Paul the Apostle, his master.

*****

That night after various eyeglasses of my favourite Pinot grape Noir, I went to bed and fell asleep dreaming about Tallos'tough, fatheaded dog cock, swelling up inside of me. Later in the early hours of the morning, I awoke from a dream to discover my pussy wet and throbbing, having orgasmed in my quietus .