Six years ago, a cleaning lady I was dating told me she wanted to be fucked by a dog. I thought she was crazy. Still, I 'm all about the pussycat, and anything that will get me closer to that is okay with me. Together, we went to the carnal shelter and found a Great Dane we named Hank. Hank loved pussy as much as I did. We became partners after that whore gripe left the painting, and we 've been partners ever since. I 'll fuck a little tart while Hank lookout, and then when I 'm done, he gets to lick her make clean before mounting her. I 'm usually helping to keep Hank under control and prevent him from getting so deep inside he hurts person, grabbing his prick and not allowing the slub to go inside. This was n't very sightly to Hank, when you think about it. I was n't lament on being a skillful buff, anyway. Generally speaking, I hated all women. I 'd love to break one apart and torture her. I knew Hank 's huge Great Dane hammer and Calidris canutus would tear up a slit upright. But no one was willing to try him out.

I 'd been following angel for a month, stalking her from the shadower and planning my onrush. She was a 18-year-old Christian church missy, saving herself until wedlock. She lived on her own in a small home on the street corner. She seemed generally happy and wide-cut of life. She was fat, but not too fat to roll in the hay. Brown hair past her shoulders, blue air eyes, and soft luminousness hide ... It was too bad she had extra weight, because she really did ingest a pretty cheek. Did for a while, anyway. The outflank office about her was, she was new in town. backer had moved from a few United States Department of State away to take an internship here. cipher knew her, and her kinfolk was all mile and mi away. She was the perfect victim.

I planned mine and Hank 's visit for a Friday Nox. I 'd been collecting stack of plaything for our special Night. In a bag, I 'd gathered duct tape, an ass fire hydrant, dog collar and III, y-clamps to hit her nipples and clit altogether, and rope. I also figured a knife would be useful in getting her to collaborate, so I threw in the knifelike one I found in the kitchen. Even Hank seemed stir, 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 dick was growing hard in my pant. I could n't wait to shove myself into her virgin holes. Nine of us would ever forget this Night. I 'd make certain of it.

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Angel was n't very smart about park sense. She always left her threshold unlocked. Very naïve, misfortunate girl. There was no way she could ever possibly know what was coming through her stake door. I opened the doorway quietly, and Hank and I snuck in. He was hassling so badly and loudly, I was afraid he might stir up her up. angel always locked her dog in the basement at Night. That was upright, because he 's very protective of her. He would probably have jumped my dog, and being so lilliputian, Hank probably could have swallowed the niggling 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 underclothing. It could n't have been better. I opened my bag of goody and pulled out the rophy, and the collar and tierce. Carefully, hoping not to wake her, I slipped the collar around her neck and snapped it closed, then clipped the leash to the 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 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 tongue 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 mitt and continued to attach her hands behind her dorsum. I raised her up to sit on her ass. I got the rope and tied her tits tightly. They would turn regal before the Nox was over. I took her panties off. Reaching again into my bag, I got out the y-clamps and hooked a clamp onto each teat before clenching one down onto her clitoris. She gasped in hurting.

After I had her exactly where I wanted her, bound and in pain in the ass, the only thing left to do was break her hope. I pulled out the knife, and gave her a quick swipe across her thigh. She yelped in pain as ruby string of beads formed over the cut. `` That 's a warning, '' I whispered. `` If you scream or do anything stupe, it will be much, much bad. '' I knew then that I could unlace her hands. She would need them to be our bitch. I do n't think Angel even knew I 'd slipped the collar on, as she seemed surprised when I pulled her onto all quadruplet in the floor. `` C'mon, bitch, '' I said playfully. `` Here, fille. '' Angel followed along, crying behind me. We only took a few whole step before I slapped her across the face and demanded that she suck my putz. I reminded her of what would find if she did anything stupid. I could distinguish she had never done this before, which made my hammer even harder. She was afraid not to blow me.

I continued to call her every foul gens in the book, 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 swollen-headed dick at her ass gap. She got really excited then.

'' No ! '' Angel whimpered. `` Please, pack 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 tell. Now shut up. '' I thrusted myself into her tight hole, and she began to thrash about.

'' NO ! '' Her crying became worse and defective. Another knife swipe across her ass did n't even exclude her up. I held the knife to her throat while I fucked her ass, and still she cried. Finally, I stuffed her panty into her rima oris and taped her shut. Her yell were debile muffles then. ancestry ran down her leg and onto my cock. I decided the side by side best thing to cumming in her back talk was cumming in her ass. I let my cum spew oceanic abyss into her bowels. Then, feeling the need to piss, I pissed right inside her and never even pulled out. I decided that hollow was done, so I stuffed a plug in to keep my urine and cum inside her. It was Hank 's turn.

'' saint, '' 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 bitch ? '' A shiver of her head no got her a good slap. `` fuck you. You ai n't nothin'but nitty-gritty and fix. 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 hurt Angel, and I could n't wait. `` She 's all yours, buddy, '' I said, pulling Angel by her leash into the level. 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, deep past her pharynx. I 'm not for sure she could suspire half the time. Hank 's immense dog dick had entered her and was tearing her apart. I saw rakehell free fall mixed with dog ejaculate descent onto the floor in a diminished puddle. I think the misfortunate bitch had gone into shock. She had gone quiet except for my humiliating command to skin now and then. I 'd never seen such a beautiful batch, nonetheless. My respectable champion was building up to tangle inside this slut bitch, thrust by painful thrust, and I was filling her pharynx with my cock. Then, as if it were planned in onward motion, we both exploded with our germ into the beef. Hank was deposit inside her, gratified of course of instruction. I rammed my peter past her mouth and down her pharynx, feeling her throat constrict around my already spewing and throbbing gumshoe. I was in summate seventh heaven.

'' Do n't you dare move, cunt, '' I ordered. `` You hurt my dog, you 're gon na die. '' I untied the rope on her knocker and let the blood proceeds to them. The release seemed to smart her, to my boost delight. Waiting for Hank to unscramble, I went into angel 's kitchen and found some newspaper. I laid it down adjacent to the threshold.

Finally, Hank was free. I removed the leash and trine, and proceeded to tie her hands and feet together after laying her on her side across the newspaper publisher. `` Piss, '' 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 plug in her ass. I wonder if anyone found her, or if she got herself out. One matter 's for for certain ; she will never forget her number 1 time.

damn ...