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dog sex with girls

I’m not the author, but this is one of my favourites about woman submission and falling in love with a dog.———————————Duke’s BitchBy: Phil PhantomLife with Benny is a bore, sexually, anyway.Benny is a great provider. I don’t have to work. That’s part ofmy problem. Being twenty-two with no kids, married to a thirty-five-year-oldcouch potato leaves a girl plenty of time to daydream and fantasize.It also leaves plenty of time to masturbate.I could go find a lover. Benny wouldn’t objectif he thought I might leave him if he did. All he wants is hisnightly quick fuck and snore, clean socks, and a well-stockedbeer cooler in front of the TV. When sports are playing, I couldball the high school football team upstairs. He wouldn’t careas long as they weren’t supposed to be playing a game.The reason I didn’t cheat stemmed from my strictmoral upbringing. Even my fantasies were tame. I live in a quietneighborhood by a lake near the Greyson plant. I generally keepto myself. Few neighbors talk to each other. Most work at theplant and aren’t social with outsiders. When new outsiders movedinto the neighborhood, I thought it might be nice to have someoneto visit or borrow sugar from.The houses are widely spaced. I decided to makean effort to meet the new couple who had moved in across the street.They were older than Benny by twenty-five years, but I alwaysgot along with older people. They looked nice and charming. Theirkids were all grown and gone. They appeared to be young retireswith a lot of life still in them. I thought they might make goodfriends.I put on a nice summer dress, did my hair andmakeup, then, gathered my courage and headed over with a fruitbasket I’d arranged. It took both hands to hold it and the fruitalmost hid me. I had to turn sideways to greet the man when heopened the door for me. I told him who I was and said I just stoppedby with a housewarming gift. He asked me to wait a moment thenshut the door on me. I stood there and got a little pissed.I waited a couple minutes, then started to walkaway when the door opened and they were both there to welcomeme in. I put on a big smile and moved inside, expecting someoneto take the basket. I was about to suggest it, when I felt somethinggo up under my skirt and something cold and wet touch my innerthigh near my crotch. When a warm wet tongue snaked through mycrotch, I knew they had a dog, a big dog, a big nasty dog. I couldnot help but wonder, with all the delay, why they hadn’t put sucha rude animal outside before inviting a lady into their home.The dog’s tongue kept licking through my crotch,sending electric chills, exciting chills, up my spine. The dogwas behind me. I wasn’t sure they even knew what he was up to.They were admiring my basket of fruit, still making no attemptto relieve me of it. The dog came around to my front and wentunder again, this time, pressing his muzzle against my inflamedclit and licking even harder.This time, I knew they knew, because they maderoom for him to get at me. He plastered my panties to my pussyand had me close to orgasm. It occurred to me that they had actuallylet the dog in. That knowledge sent a rush of excitement throughme. They could see that I wasn’t about to bolt for the door. Shetook the fruit basket, leaving me standing there with their dog’shead lapping furiously under my skirt.By this time, they both took note of what he wasup to as I gently struggled to push his head away. The assistanceI expected never came as they both stood back and watched, theireyes focused at my crotch, with amused grins. I didn’t know whatto say, and couldn’t speak if I did. Gradually, I stopped struggling,realizing that if they weren’t going to help, I had no chance.I couldn’t even run. I just stood there with this stupid, faroff stare, letting their dog lap away at my pussy.His tongue was driving me mad. It felt so damngood, I didn’t want it to stop. My arms hung limply at my sideas they began talking to me as though nothing out of the ordinarywere going on. I tried to pay attention, and nodded frequently.The novelty of the situation added to the excitement. They wereplaying some sort of game with me and I began to like the game.After several long minutes, the woman, Sarah Peterson,came over and asked if I’d like to sit. She took my elbow andled, saying, “Just ease back slowly, dear.”I eased back taking baby steps, trying not todisturb the dog. When the back of my knees encountered the sofa,I collapsed. The dog mounted my outstretched right leg and beganhumping it. I could feel his long and thick penis sliding againstmy calf. They took seats on either side of me, while their doghumped my leg with wild animalistic abandon. They continued talkingthroughout all this, even while hot jets were peppering my lowerleg.The dog dismounted shortly afterward and wentoff to lick his shrinking dick. Sarah leaned over and examinedmy cum-splattered leg, saying, “I’d better get somethingto clean that mess up for you. Just sit tight, dear.”With dog cum running down to my shoes, I sat waiting.Her husband, Steve, simply smiled. He said his son was the principalof the high school and wanted to know if I knew him. I hadn’theard of a Hal Peterson, but I knew we had a new principal. Ina community with one small high school, that’s big news. It wasstrange talking casually with him while his dog’s cum slithereddown my leg in plain sight. It was more strange when I learnedhe was the father of our high school principal. I tried to actnonchalant, but he could hardly keep his eyes off my legs.When she returned with a warm wash cloth, sheset about wiping my leg, lifting it higher than was necessary,putting the mess on display while at the same time causing myskirt to slide down my legs. She held my leg so high that sheexposed my wet panties. Steve peered between my legs while sheworked, taking her sweet time about it. I thought about coveringmyself, but having his eyes on my wet crotch excited me. I simplysat back and allowed her to do as she pleased.She took this as a silent okay to further exposeand humiliate me. She raised my leg straight up, making the cumrun down my inner thigh toward my panties. My skirt was now inmy lap. Steve sat on the forward edge of the sofa looking backat my pussy, making no attempt to conceal the fact that it wasmy pussy he was staring at. Sarah did not do the obvious by startinglow and working her way up. She piddled around at my foot untilthe cum was at my crotch.I could not believe they were treating me thisway. They looked and talked so regular and conservative. Nothingseemed to faze them. You’d have thought the dog had just mademe spill a glass of wine in my lap. Sarah said, “We reallyappreciate you indulging our ill-mannered dog. Most women wouldhave bolted at the first feel of a dog’s tongue on their vagina.We especially appreciate you allowing him to relieve himself onyour lovely body. It is lovely, isn’t it, Steve?”Steve leaned over and gazed right at my beaverand said, “Quite lovely. By the looks of things, I’m sureDuke was well-pleased with it.”I stared at my own beaver along with Steve, marvelingat how much detail showed through wet panties. When he said itwas quite lovely, it was my pussy he was looking at. I had toagree.Sarah slowly cleaned my lower leg, but stoppedat my knee, saying, “There, the rest of his sperm won’t show.You can get that at your leisure.”After this exchange, they helped me up and guidedme to the door. As I passed through, she said, “Come backanytime. I’m sure Duke will be pleased to see you again.”The door shut behind me and I could hear their faint snickeringlaughter.I left that house in a dumb stupor at a trot.I was quite shook. Well, you can imagine what fantasies that encountersparked. After a few days, I went back. When our eyes met at thedoor, they knew exactly why I was there; I knew that they knew.I saw no need to offer an explanation, and they didn’t ask. Heinvited me in as she went to the patio and called for their dog.The same thing happened, but I was much betterprepared. They were also more daring and at ease. Nothing overtwas said. We played the game. Duke took one look at me and madea beeline for my snatch. I made no move to prevent access to mypussy and remained standing under his tongue assault much longerthan the first time. This time, when I sat, I purposefully satin a slump to extend more of my leg. When he mounted my leg, hiscock rubbed closer to my knee. When he shot his load, the ropystrands went along the insides of my thighs. Some hit my crotch.This time, the woman cleaned me and my crotch very thoroughlyunder her husband’s watchful eyes. She had my skirt folded upabove my panties, ostensibly to make sure she got it all.I found an excuse to stop by at least once a week.We still played pretend games. It was more fun for all of us thatway. After my seventh or eighth visit, I stopped wearing panties.By this time, I’d lost my inhibitions; besides, the woman foundclever ways of showing her husband my naked pussy. She’d pullout my leg band at the crotch to wipe the inside of my panty crotch.I know, it was pretty lame, but we were all into the game.When they noticed I’d come over without panties,they really got carried away with the clean up. She especially.Though most of the dog cum was splashed up my inner thighs, shepretended it had gone inside my hole. You can imagine how sheaddressed that problem. She had hubby hold my legs out wide whileshe swabbed my hole like a mother taking care of her baby. Sheeven inserted Q-tips to clean deep. I loved it.After that, I was pretty brazen. We dragged outthe sessions by having me stand and walk around. The dog followedwith his head under my very short skirt. We all pretended to ignorehim. With the skirt being so tight, his constant nosing underfrom front and rear pushed it over the swell of my hips, leavingme naked from the waist down. When that happened, they’d usuallytake seats to get a good view. I’d stand before them with theirdog’s nose in my ass and his long tongue curling up through mylegs from behind to swab my clit before drawing back through mycrack. Their eyes never left my pussy while we talked. I got quitebold, standing with my feet widely planted and rocking on thetongue in a sensuous grind.Sometimes, this overt demonstration required comment.She’d say something like, “I can’t tell you how pleased weare to find a woman who is willing to service a dog.” Hemight say, “You’d be surprised how many women freak out whenthey feel a dog’s long hot tongue snake up and sometimes intotheir vaginas, Paula.” I let them know I enjoyed these crudestatements. Openly drawing attention to my behavior made whatI was doing seem all the more obscene.Usually, I’d smile and offer them a more obscenepose. One time, the dog was in front, trying to get his muzzleup my hole. Steve said, “Whatever you have up there reallyhas him excited.” I widened my stance, thrust out my pelvis,reached down, and used my fingers to open myself as wide as Icould. God, it felt so wicked doing that with them watching.This prompted her to say, “Yes, that’s muchbetter. Is his tongue getting way up inside your vagina, Paula?”I said, “Yes, clear to my womb, I think.”She smiled and said, “You are such a dearto allow him to do that. I didn’t know there were women like youaround. We were ready to hire a professional, but where do youfind human females willing to rent themselves out as bitches tosatisfy a horny pet.”I loved it. I told her I’d gladly serve as hisbitch for free, hoping they’d suggest I allow the dog to fuckme. They, however, seemed content to wait for things to unfoldnaturally, probably hoping I’d suggest it. She did say, “Paula,I think he’d prefer you perform this service in the nude. Bitchesdon’t wear clothes, you know.” Hey, I was game. I stripped.From then on, they referred to me as bitch, or Duke’s bitch. Myvagina became a pussy or a cunt. The things they said were degrading,demeaning, and intended to humiliate me. I ate them up.The next time I was there, I wanted to fuck thedog. When it came time, I sat on the edge of the sofa betweenthem and spread my legs. I was being as overt as possible, clearlyoffering him my pussy and not my leg. The dumb dog was so usedto fucking my leg that he went for the leg. He wanted his cockup high. He hugged my waist and the cock rode high on the insideof my right thigh, often poking me in the cunt. I tried to captureit with my pussy. They could see what I was trying to do, butoffered no assistance. They simply watched me make a fool of myself,squirming like a bitch in heat while their mutt slobbered on mytits. He ended by squirting his cum all over my pussy and my handas I tried getting the tip of his shooting cock in my hole.It was frustrating, but once he gets wrapped aroundyour leg, there’s no way to maneuver. Beforehand, I had consideredassuming the classic doggie style position. I decided againstit. It would have been too straightforward; besides, the missionaryposition gave them a better view. If I had just sat back and gottenmy legs up and out more, he’d have had no choice but to rub onme where pussy was. It would be simple to guide him in from there.Next time, that’s exactly what I planned to do. I was determinedto fuck that dog, and I knew they wanted to watch him fuck me.I was about to pop over for a visit to their housewhen a phone call came. It was Sarah. She said, “Paula, wewant you to come over and service our dog, but I must tell you,we are both upset with your last performance.”I knew this was a put-on; she was in her gamevoice. I assumed mine and said, “Oh, I try very hard to pleaseyou and your dog, Mrs. Peterson.” I always call them Mr.and Mrs. Peterson in game mode, Sarah and Steve when we just talkand visit.”You don’t try hard enough. It has been threemonths, and you still haven’t learned how to properly servicehim. We think you are holding back, trying to avoid the obvious.I think you know very well what I am referring to, don’t you,Paula?”"You want me to allow him to fuck me in mypussy and let him cum in my pussy?”"That is exactly right, Paula. That is theservice we expect from a human bitch. That is what you are, aren’tyou?”"Yes, Mrs. Peterson. I am your dog’s bitch.”"Well, you’re not a very good one if he can’tfuck you in the pussy and shoot his doggie cum way up inside yourcunt where it belongs. I’m tired of cleaning up the mess you make,Paula. If you were a good bitch, you’d think ahead and bring somethingalong to plug up your fuck hole so you could carry the sperm homewith you.”Her vulgar banter excited me greatly. I pleaded,”Mrs. Peterson, I’m so sorry and inconsiderate. Please don’tfire me. I will do better. I will let him fuck my pussy any timehe wants, and I’ll find something big to plug my fuck-hole with.I won’t spill a drop, I promise.”"That’s much better. All right. We will expectyou within the hour. Shave your pussy bald and leave your clotheson the doorstep. Do you understand?”I gulped, but said, “Yes, I understand. I’llbe there soon.”I hurriedly showered and shaved, then rummagedaround the kitchen for a suitable plug. I settled on a large potatowhich I carefully peeled and carved in the middle until it tookon an hour glass look. I tried it out and found it difficult toinsert. I considered using a body cream, but remembered that Dukewould be licking it. Perhaps a vegetable oil, I thought.I used a liberal amount of peanut oil, massaginginto the area where I’d shaved, then on impulse poured some intomy hole while lying on my back with my ass up in the air. I figuredDuke would like it. When I stood, what leaked out, I rubbed intomy legs. With my pussy well-oiled, I attempted to re-insert theplug. It slid in almost effortlessly, and once my vaginal musclesclosed over the thin middle, it remained locked firmly in place.I walked around with the plug inside and likedthe feeling. A smile crossed my face as I pictured my husbandhaving to pull the plug out before his fuck. The smile grew asI pictured his dick sliding in all that doggie cum. The smilebecame a guttural laugh as I saw myself refusing to explain thespermlike substance or the reason for a plug.I patted my pussy and said, “Get used tothis thing, pussy. After you get your doggie douche, it isn’tcoming out until Benny takes it out.” I decided to wear theplug over, thinking to make an impression. I modeled my nude formbefore a full-length mirror, liking the effect the three inchesof potato sticking out from my tightly stretched pussy lips made.I loved the way it moved from side to side with each step. I slippedon old loafers and donned my housecoat.I paid little attention to the neighborhood. Itwasn’t all that uncommon for a housewife to go from one houseto another in a housecoat. A dozen homes had a view of my crossing,though most were spread out and the road had a gentle bend toit. I did notice that no one was outside at the time. I crossedto their house and went to the door. I debated about waiting todrop the housecoat as the door opened, but movement at the windowto my side told me I was being observed. I listened for cars,then shrugged out of it, kicking off my shoes before ringing thedoor bell.Excitement welled in me with the knowledge thatI stood naked, outdoors, in my own neighborhood. I prayed forthe door to quickly open. It did not. I waited anxiously, nervously,for two minutes before giving another ring. They were up to playinggames. I appreciated the game, and took delight in my own predicament.It got easier as I stood there, waiting. I began to think, “Sowhat if somebody sees me. What can they say?” I hardly knewany of them. I hardly cared what they thought. The idea of beingseen, being recognized, being seen with a potato stuffed up mytwat, took on a strange appeal. Perhaps Benny would find out.I took to pacing the walk that ran parallel withthe house, passing before the window. I wanted to demonstratemy boldness, but more than that, I wanted the stimulation walkingbrought between my legs. I could feel the eyes of the couple onmy bare, stuffed pussy. I listened for the sound of approachingcars, almost hopefully. For ten minutes, I paced without the dooropening or a car passing. I rang again, growing impatient. I rangonce more when the sound of an approaching car stood my hairson end.I pounded the door as the car drew near, thenstood motionless as it passed. I looked over my shoulder and sawthat the couple driving by never even looked my way. A flood ofrelief and excitement coursed through me. The door opened.I smiled at the couple who stood looking at mystuffed pussy. I opened my stance and thrust out my cunt for them,saying, “Will this do?” Before they responded, I decidedto get vulgar, knowing the type of lewd banter they loved. I added,”Will this pussy plug keep all of your dog’s hot doggie spermway up in my pussy where it belongs after he fucks his big dogcock in my bitch cunt?”My words brought smiles. He said, “I don’tknow, honey. What do you think?”Sarah said, “Turn around and bend over. Let’sjust see how tight a fit we have here. I wouldn’t want any accidentsto occur. Dog cum is hard to get out of a carpet.”I was still standing in the open, on the frontporch, but did as requested, spreading my feet wide and bendinglow to grasp my ankles. While bent almost double, I noticed thatI stood among tiny black ants and they were getting on my foot.Sarah stepped up and fisted the potato, turning, twisting, thenremoving it with a sucking pop, saying, “I’ll be damned,a twat spud.” I groaned as she re-inserted it, then toldme to stand and turn about. Sarah said, “Okay, now do a fewjumping jacks.” I smiled inwardly, then did a dozen. “Doa few deep squats.” I did a dozen squats.On the final squat, I remained in that squat withmy hands braced on my knees, keeping myself widespread. The tipof the spud almost touched the concrete as I held my pose. Antswere crawling over my legs and several tickled my crotch. I triedto ignore them. I said, “See, my pussy is well-plugged. AfterI let your dog fuck me with his big doggie cock, and after heshoots his doggie cum way up inside my pussy, I’ll plug my hole.No dog cum will leak out to spoil your carpet, I promise.”They stalled, going, “I don’t know.”"Look, I want to make up for being a badbitch. Duke is my lover, and I am his bitch. He is entitled tomy pussy, and I have no right to deny him access to it. His spermbelongs in my pussy, and I should have to wear it there as a lesson.I promise to keep this plug in even after I get home. You canstop in unannounced and check on me. Furthermore, only my husbandcan remove it so that he can enjoy his rights by virtue of ourmarriage. If he chooses not to remove it, I’ll wear it in placeuntil morning.”This monologue pleased them as I was sure it would.They looked happy. He said, “Honey, I think she has learnedher lesson. I think she deserves another chance, don’t you?”"Well, it is hard to find a girl willingto grovel naked on our doorstep in broad daylight where anyonecan see her, just for the opportunity to mate with our dog. Andwith a spud stuffed up her cunt so she can carry the dog spermback to her husband.”"That’s right, and don’t forget, she is willingto make her husband take sloppy seconds after our dog, her lover.”"Yes, that is very important. Duke’s needsmust come first, always. It would be better if her husband officiallyrecognized that reality.”They both let that message sink in. I now understoodwhere they were headed. I had the perfect husband for what theywanted. He’d put up with anything. I said, “Suppose I madeBenny check with you first to see if Duke needed any pussy beforeI let him have any. Would that be satisfactory?”Steve said, “He would do that?” I smiledand nodded.Sarah said, “Are you sure?”"I would not make the offer if I couldn’tdeliver. Look, tonight, Benny will be pulling this plug out. He’llwant to know what it’s all about, especially when he sees themess. I plan to lay it all out for him, tell him everything. Iwill make him understand that Duke is my lover and his needs comefirst. I will inform him that he can only have my pussy afterDuke has had it first. He will always be getting sloppy seconds,and that a fresh, clean, pussy is reserved only for Duke. I willhave him call you this evening so the he can personally tell youthat he understands the way things are going to be from now on.Now, can I please come in and screw your dog? I’m getting a cramp,and ants are starting to crawl up my leg.”Sarah exclaimed, “Oh, look, honey There’sa whole line of ants and they are crawling up her leg.”He bent down to watch the file march onto my leftfoot between my big and second toe. Hundreds, possibly thousands,were behind them. I saw them too, but made no move to escape,patiently awaiting permission to get up though they never toldme to assume the squat in the first place. The squat did helpto conceal me, as there was a bushy plant behind me. The antscrawling up my leg made me tingle. I knew they weren’t the bitingtype. I suspected that my wet, musky vaginal scent or the oilprobably attracted them and that my pussy was most likely theirdestination. Actually, I was as curious as the couple to see whatthey’d do once they got there.I decided to drop a hint, saying, “Are yougoing to make me stay like this until I’m covered in ants as punishmentfor not being a good bitch, for not freely offering up my pussyto receive Duke’s animal cock, for not welcoming his dog cum deepin my womb?”By this time, several hundred were marching upmy inner thigh, headed right for my pussy. The line was thickon the concrete walk. Soon, thousands would converge on my pussy.As the couple watched in awe, ants grew thick around and on thespud. Sarah was amazed at my willingness to endure this assault.Her voice, heavy with arousal, said, “That’s exactly whatyou deserve. In fact, to teach you a lesson, I want you to removethat plug.”"But they will get inside my pussy. Is thereno other way?”"No, I want them to get up your pussy.”I removed the plug carefully, trying not to disturbthe many ants on the potato itself. Those on my pussy lips movedinto the gaping hole under the couple’s watchful eyes. Sarah,inspired by my passive acceptance, said, “That’s not goodenough. I want you to sit in front of the line of ants and openup your hole with your fingers.”To their surprise, that’s exactly what I did.They had to step outside and move to the side to get a head-onview of my open pussy as I hooked my index fingers in from oppositesides. They both knelt to watch the ants, now numbering in thethousands, move up my ass crack and into my pussy hole. I wiggledmy butt to get my hole aligned with the column. The column marchedright up my hole. I never felt anything so strangely titillatingas thousands of tiny legs tickled my interior walls and swarmedover my labia, clit, and fingers. The line showed no sign of diminishing,and I showed no sign of distress. After a few minutes, every placethat I’d massaged the oil into was covered in ants. My pussy wasa solid black, moving mass, alive with delicious sensation, insideand out.They let me remain seated in the ant column forfifteen minutes before Sarah said, “Okay, you can get upnow.”I withdrew my fingers, trapping tens of thousandsof the ants inside my pussy. I rose to my feet, my legs and crotchinfested. I knew I would not be invited in and wondered what Sarahwould do. Sarah looked at me and said, “Let that be a lessonto you. If you cause any more trouble, the next time we’ll lookfor a fire ant nest for you to squat on. Now, go home and ridyourself. You’d best be ant-free when you return. Oh, and carryyour housecoat and shoes. Return without them. One other thing:Put the plug back in.”I killed hundreds of ants re-inserting the twatspud, but the pleasure was worth it. My cunt felt alive as I leftthe doorstep. Thoughts of being seen evaporated. I no longer cared.The joy of walking naked across the street in broad daylight withmy friends watching excited me tremendously. I took my time; Ieven stopped to check my mail box. I stopped again at my gardenhose and sprayed those clinging to my body. At my door, I waved.A hot shower and a long douche cleared my pussy, though therewere probably ants, and ant body parts, in places I didn’t wantto think about. Clean and fresh, I made the return trip.My trip was interrupted by a car that sent mescurrying back to my door. Another passed as I neared their door.I was sure they saw me. The car did slow. I ducked behind thelittle bush for another, avoiding the stray ants still in thearea. This time, they opened the door shortly after the ring.They brought me to their dining table for a pelvicexam. They laid me out like a lab specimen and used a penlightto look inside. Sarah announced that all looked well. A few blackspecks were ignored. Duke was pawing the sliding glass door, eagerto get at me. Sarah spun me around so that my cunt faced the dog,then fingered my pussy, saying, “Look, Duke, we brought yousome pussy to fuck. She’s going to be a good bitch from now onand let you fuck your cock up her cunt. You can empty your ballsin this nasty little bitch any time you want, precious.”Looking to her husband while finger fucking me,Sarah said, “Oh, look how happy and excited he is, dear.He can’t wait to mount this bitch.”"Come on, dear, we’ve kept these two loversapart long enough. Can’t you see they’re both eager to mate? Lookat the bitch squirming in anticipation of taking Duke’s cock upher snatch. Her pussy is salivating for his cock. You want thatdog dick, don’t you, bitch?”"Yes Yes I want to feel his cock in mypussy so badly. I need a good animal screwing. My pussy will suckhis cock dry.”Sarah opened the glass door as her husband helpedme to my feet. Duke bounded over and devoured my pussy as I heldit open for him, saying, “Oh, yes, baby. It’s all yours,now.”I put on a vulgar exhibition as I offered up mypussy in a variety of spread beaver poses. Duke was more excitedthan he’d ever been, and his long cock dangled from it’s furrysheath as he moved about me. When Sarah felt we were ready, sheled me to the sofa and drew me down between them. I immediatelybrought my legs up and they each took one and opened me into thesplits, offering Duke my pussy poised at the edge of the cushion.Duke jumped up and gripped me around the chest. I reached downand grasped his hard cock, guiding it to my hole.The couple both leaned in to observe the penetrationfrom each side. Duke’s humping loins quickly drove home the eight-inchslab of dog cock, bringing forth a swoon from me. I felt him deep,his pointy cock denting the back of my vagina as the middle swelledinside my cunt. I cried out, “Oh, Fuck This feels fantastic.God help me, I love this. Oh, Fuck my pussy, Duke Fuck it hard”The dog humped hard and fast for ten minutes beforepumping a copious load up my twat. I could feel the hot jets peppermy womb and I announced that I was taking his sperm. Duke remainedinside while his cock eased back and the swelling receded. Whenhe emerged, Sarah was ready with the plug and quickly insertedit, saying, “There, now take that to your husband with ourregards.”I relaxed in a slump with a satisfied look onmy face. I fondled the part of the spud sticking out and purred,”Oh, I will. It will be a pleasure feeling him sloshing aroundin Duke’s cum.”Steve said, “Paula, do you really have thatmuch control over your husband?”I looked to Steve and said, “That turns youon, doesn’t it?”"It does. It turns us both on.”"I’m glad, because I can deliver. Yes, Ido have that much and more. Tell me, what do you really want.”"All right, we would love it if you couldstipulate that he can’t have you until immediately after Dukehas had you. Here, in our presence, of course.”"That’s kinky. I like it. All right, I’llsee to it.”Sarah spoke up, “There’s more. We will wantsafeguards against cheating. We need some way to insure that therules are followed.”"Like what?”"Like a chastity belt worn by you. One thatwe hold the key to.”"A chastity belt That’s fantastic. Do youhave one?”Sarah smiled and said, “Wait here.”She returned with a chain contraption. I stoodto examine it. It looked like the bottoms to a string bikini butwithout any material covering. It had a metal belt with a longchain dangling from the center. Sarah removed the potato and said,”We won’t be needing this, now. She tossed it aside. Dogcum poured down my legs. She fastened the belt snugly around mywaist, then drew the chain between my legs, drawing it up my crack.She fastened it to the front with a through pin and snapped alock on it. I was unfuckable.”There, you can pee in that thing, but takinga shit will pose a problem. You can do it, but it will be awfullymessy. A shower afterwards is a must. You can always come here.”"Okay, I guess that seals the deal. Bennyisn’t getting any pussy until he plays by the rules. At leastI won’t have to return home naked, now.”"No, but you’ll have to return home rightaway. You are about to stain my carpet. Honey, get the door forthis leaky bitch.”Steve opened the door and I hurried out. I tooka quick look around, then started off across the street. Halfway across, a car came and I took off like a bottle rocket, justgetting inside as it passed. It was a close call that had my heartpounding. Benny had just gotten home and was on his way to theTV carrying a fresh beer and a bag of chips. He halted dead inhis tracks and looked me over, almost dropping his beer. “Honey,what the fuck?”I caught my breath and walked up to him. His eyeswent over the device, then focused on the mess running down bothlegs. I said, “It’s dog cum, Benny. I’ve been fucking theneighbor’s dog.” I brushed past him on my way to the shower.Benny followed as I expected. I turned on the water and steppedinto the stall.Benny said, “Would you please clarify that?”"What word didn’t you understand?”"You fucked a dog?”"Good, Benny. I think you’ve got it.”"Why?”"Because he fucks me better and longer thanyou. He’s a great fuck. I’m his bitch. He’s my lover. Any morequestions?”"Do the neighbors know.”"They set it up. My job is to service theirdog. I take my job seriously.”"So what’s with the gizmo, and why were youout running around naked?”"I wasn’t naked, I’m wearing a chastity belt.”"A chastity belt? Those things are for virgins.”"No, they are to keep unauthorized cocksout of privately owned pussies and assholes.”"Who has the key.”"The Petersons, of course.”"So how do I get pussy?”"Well, that’s going to be a problem. Theyhave rules; Duke gets first crack at my crack. You can have pussy,but you have to get it right after Duke gets his, before theylock it up again. They said they’d allow you enough time as longas you don’t take too long. I told them they needn’t worry aboutthat.”I could see that Benny wasn’t as upset as he pretendedto be. His eyes couldn’t leave my chastity belt, and he askedme to spell out in detail how things were. His raging hardon betrayedhow he really felt about my taking a dog lover, so I gave hima detailed description of the act and its effect on me. He’d almostcum in his pants when I’d mention that Duke would always havefresh pussy, and he would always follow Duke only if the Petersonswere satisfied with his complete and total acceptance of the trueorder of things. By that evening, he was more than ready to makethe call to explain to them what he understood his role to be.I almost came just listening to my husband professover and over in a variety of lewd and graphic terms that he wassecond to Duke and that I was Duke’s number one lover and bitch.Of course, he quickly discovered the key words and phrases thatturned them on and used them liberally. They told him to bringthe bitch over for mating.Benny did not like walking me over wearing onlythe chastity belt; but by then, I’d have it no other way. He thoroughlyenjoyed watching me mate with the beast, and dutifully followed,shoving his meager prick in the sloppy mess and dumping his loadin record time. After that first session, he refastened the beltand then fastened a jeweled dog collar around my neck, one thatthey handed him. They told him I must wear it always. It had ahanging tag with the words, “Duke’s Bitch,” inscribedon both sides in letters easy to read from several feet away.I wore it proudly and intended to wear it everywhere. They snappeda leash to the collar and handed the end to Benny.On the way home, I stalled. He was so nervous.I was determined that someone see me. When we got to our door,I insisted we go back because I forgot to thank them. Poor Bennywas beside himself, but led me back. They were surprised to seeme and immediately suspected my motive. When a car did head ourway, Benny wanted to run. I stood fast, preventing him. I boldlycrossed in front of the car, forcing it to slow, then stop. Iwaved to the couple inside as Benny tried to hustle me along.They didn’t move until we got to our door.Just when Benny thought we were home safe, thePetersons called us back. Two more cars caught us in the crossing.Both stopped, headed in opposite directions, and remained in thestreet between our house and the Petersons. When we got to theirdoor, Sarah said, “You’re welcome.” I had to laugh.Benny wanted in, but they wouldn’t have it. We headed back. Bennywanted to pass behind one of the cars, but I wanted to go betweenthe two sets of head lights. One car had a single male driver,but the other had a family with three kids inside, all with theirnoses to the window. I walked right up to the driver’s windowof that car. He rolled the window down and turned on the interiorlight. I leaned down so they all got a good look at the inscriptionon my collar. He asked if I had the time.He had a shit-eating grin on his face. His wifejust sat there, dumbfounded. One kid said, “Who’s Duke.”I pointed back to the Peterson house and said, “Duke is theirmale black lab. Why?”He said, “What does that mean, ‘Duke’s Bitch?’”His mother said, “Arnold, please?” I looked to her andsaid, “Do you want to explain this to him, or do you wantme to?”She and her husband exchanged looks. I saw himpass a signal with a nod. She looked to her kids and saw theireager, excited faces. The other car moved up until the driverwas at my ass. I found out latter that he had a flashlight. Thewoman turned to me and said, “By all means, you tell him.”I turned to the kid and said, “Duke is mylover. I am his bitch. Do you know what male dogs do with theirbitches?”He said shyly, “Yeah, do you let him do thatto you?”"Do what, sweetheart?”He said to his mother, “Can I say the word?”She said, “You’ve gone this far, I don’t see why not.”He smiled and said, “Do you let him fuck you?”"Yes, I let him fuck my pussy. I let himcum in my pussy, too.” I stood up and stepped back, almostgetting a cold flashlight up my ass. I displayed my legs withmy knees parted and said, “This is his doggie cum. As youcan see, it is coming from my pussy.” I turned to face theflashlight man and posed for him, saying, “Here, I supposeyou want a good look, too.” Benny stood stupidly by whileI flaunted myself this way. I had to explain the chastity belt,which gave me ample excuse to display my pussy. To do this, Iwent to each car and threw my right leg up on the top with mypussy in the driver’s window. I used my fingers to show its utility.Both of the men, and the two boys in the car took advantage ofmy position to get liberal feels of my pussy lips, split by thechain. Determined fingers can get past the chain. Shortly afterward,we made it home. Benny had another hardon.I have since been caught by just about all ofour neighbors. They all know what’s going on. Benny expected someoneto complain, but so far, we’ve received no complaints or visitsfrom authorities. That was not as unusual as it might seem. Ididn’t think we would. We live in a very sparsely populated partof the county and the residents are staunch independents witha code that says, “To each his own.” Many eccentricshave moved here. We became just one more of the crazies to betolerated or enjoyed. I get frequent visits from my neighbors,now. Mostly because I only wear the chastity belt and collar.I only dress to go to town; even then, I am hardly dressed.People call me the bitch lady. I love answeringtheir questions and often repeat them, answering in a loud voiceso those nearby can hear. Some parents will hustle their kidsaway when I am near, but most don’t. In fact, kids ask most ofthe best questions. Some get put up to it, I’m sure. Benny haslearned to live with being the community laughingstock. He haslittle interaction with them anyway, as he works thirty milesaway and doesn’t socialize. He kind of gets off on it, now, andsometimes takes me on long walks through the neighborhood, onthe leash, of course. All in all, it’s a dog’s life, and we loveit.The End

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