Young women enjoy the attentions of young dogs. by Bear66

Introduction:

Comments and advice welcome.I remember dying then the next thing I remember is being in the body of a large dog. Not really sure of the breed I think I’m just a mutt. A big dark short furred mastiff. I wandered around in a park looking at all of the attractive women. One day I saw a tanned long legged beauty wearing a short skirt sitting on a park bench. I walked up to her and stuck my head under her skirt moving her legs apart and began licking her slit.

I was surprised she did not try to stop me but when I looked at her she was sitting with mouth open and not moving. I pulled her panties off and went back to licking her pussy. A crowd gathered to watch as I brought her to an orgasm. Then three teenagers moved her off the bench and onto her hands and knees. Urging me to mount her I did this quickly entering her and ejaculating which many posted on the internet.

I walked away very satisfied leaving the woman exposed and dripping. Awhile later I saw another beautiful woman sitting at a table at an outdoor café. She was sitting with two other woman and watching this time I noticed as I approached she seemed to freeze in place. The two women en sitting with her watched me approaching g moved their hands to her legs pulling them apart spreading them wide giving me easy access to her vagina.

I loved into place fiercely licking her to an orgasm then her friends took off her skirt and bikini top and laid her across her chai. I mounted her rapidly fucking her and leaving her. Ahead of me I saw a large building it turned out to be a high school. Gaining access through the open front doors I walked the hall ways moving from room to room finally finding an attractive older woman I estimated her to be in her early forties. Again as I moved I to her room she seemed to freeze in place.

I used my teeth to strip her naked in front of her class of ninth graders. I knocked her down onto her hands and knees mounting her and fucking her vagina and anus. As I left her I saw her students taking turns fucking her. I moved on through the building. When I reached the gym I saw a beautiful young female gym teacher putting her combined co-ed class through exercises. She appeared to be a student teacher around eighteen teaching her first class. I walked into the gym and again as I got near her she froze in place.

I sat near her nudging her body. Some of her student got the idea and removed her one piece gym suit. She had a nice physically fit petite tanned body. Even her student stared at her well built body. She kept herself clean shaven giving me easy hairless access to her fruit of paradise. They held her down spread eagled on the gym floor as I moved between her legs lapping her juices from her wet flowing pussy. They filmed her reaction to my attentions and had the perfect blackmail video as she orgasmed and begged for more from me.

I decided to stay with this beautiful young athletic African-American, Asian , Native American female. I watched as her students kept her as a sex slave visiting her home often over the years and I fucked her every night. I enjoyed all of her charms and even managed to partake of some of her female students. The one thing that I found awesome was when her sixteen year old sister visited. One night while her sister slept she moved her sisters body into position for me to fuck her.

Placing her into a sexual bondage framework that put her into the perfect position for canine sex. I took full advantage of her being held in place by the device and while her student watched I fucked her anus , her vagina , and shoved my cock as far as I could down her throat.

She begged them to stop me sobbing as I continued to use and abuse her young body. She shuddered through an orgasm as my sperm and her cum dripped from her orifices. What was surprising was when she turned out to be pregnant and nine months later gave birth to a litter of six adorable puppies that could speak english in four months and was as intelligent as any human. I had found my human female and now my six offspring had to go out into the world and find their mates.

They were half males and half females and being adorable were quickly adopted by humans. The three male puppies went to three young attractive women. Two of the female dogs went to two young attractive men. The third female puppy went to a puppy farm where she was bred having litters of intelligent mutant puppies every year. The six puppies could not be separated from their mother for the first eight months and in the seventh month an event happened that made it mandatory they be separated to adopted humans.

By that time her youngest sister had reached the age of sixteen and being another gorgeous young woman she went to bed that night and woke up with six puppies doing things to her body that she did not want but also did not want to stop. Two puppies were licking her anus and pussy. Two puppies had latched onto her nipples and some how were getting milk from her lactating breasts. A fifth puppy was at her mouth alternating between shoving his tongue into her mouth and his cock into her mouth.

The sixth puppy was female and at the first opportunity sat on her mouth and forced her to choose to either lick its cunt or not breath. The other students gathered around the sixteen year old girl and took over molesting her body from the puppies. They forced her legs as far apart as they would go then using tools they opened her vagina up spreading her nether lips and clamping them in place. Then they did the same to her anus exposing her bowels to inspection. They slipped a long probe deep into her womb.

The probe acted as a camera and pictures of her most private intimate body cavity were taken. The girls giggled as they poured water into her waiting cunt a d then shoved four alka seltzer tablets into her pussy. They watched the show as the fizzing liquid caused her to have orgasms stimulating her sensitive clit. No more she whimpered as they continued her to push unusual objects into her body using them to bring her to climax. They laughed as they continued to abuse their young teacher and fellow class mate.

The videos they made went viral with millions of hits that first day. The two became very well known as the dog bitches and the students would bark and howl whenever they were seen around town.

Last Man Standing Mandy Baxter Can Be Talked Into Anything. By Barry Gregor

Introduction:

Comments and advice welcome.It was a Friday morning at Outdoor man and Mike had his daughter Mandy working down on the loading dock. An hour later Mike was called to another store and wouldn’t return until Monday afternoon. The guys down on the loading docks set up a box on the edge of the platform it had a hole in two sides and restraints inside. One of the Mexican workers called Mandy over and said to her , we have a problem we have to test this new transport crate but we are all to big for it could you help us. Sure Mandy said what do I do , first you need to strip completely so she did not feeling in the least uncomfortable being nude in front of all these men. Now what she asked so they had her get into the crate and fastened the restraints around her body. First fastening her feet to each side of the crate forcing her legs wide apart. This placed her anus and pussy against the rear hole and squirted a glue over her ass to keep it squarely in the center of the hole. Now bent over at the waist they had her place her hands out through holes on either side of the crate and cuffed them in place. Looking to either side she asked what the other holes on each side of her were for. One of the works laughed and said they are for inspectors so they can reach in and check out the crates contents without opening the box. Now Mandy we are going to place this harness around your head to hold it in place. 

Smiling Mandy said okay so they placed restraints around her head so she had to keep her mouth wide open at the hole in front of the crate. She was now completely restrained and they closed up the crate and placed signs around the outside of the box. One sign said fuck hole insert here , another stated free blow jobs stick it in here. A sign on either side read hand job here and free feel of a sexy young female body here. Finally each sign had a price on it and a slot at the back of the crate indicated where to put the money. Most of the men stepped back and one older man stepped up to the rear hole pulling out his hard cock and slammed it into Mandy’s cunt driving it right through Mandy’s formally intact hymen. Oh God yes young snatch is the best Ed Alzota crowed as he unloaded his sperm deep within Mandy’s womb. Ed stepped back making room for Chuck who pulled out his black python and slammed it into Mandy’s virginal anal canal causing her emit a muffled scream. At the front of the box Joe stepped up and unlimbered is cock sliding it through the hole and deep into Mandy’s throat and started unmercifully throat fucking her. 

Then to either side Boyd and Ryan stepped up to the two waving hands and filled them with their stiffened cocks and Mandy began jacking them off. Mandy paused when she heard Boyd say , oh yes aunt Mandy I’m going to cum , but she continued after a few minutes considering it would be rude to leave her nephew with a case of blue balls. This continued right on into Monday morning at which time Eve stepped up behind the box with a large vibrating double dildo and said , well slut have you gotten enough man meat here is your final serving and shoved the dildos into Mandy’s anus and vagina at the same time pumping into her like a living jackhammer until Mandy let out a muffled scream as she had multiple squirting orgasms. All of a sudden everyone screamed and started running away as a large bear climbed up onto the dock. Smiling Eve squirted something into the hole onto Mandy’s pussy and stepping back yanked a rope attached to the crate. The four sides fell away from Mandy and the top fell to the right leaving Mandy bent over in a perfect position for the bear.

The bear started sniffing at the air and followed the scent to Mandy’s rear where it started licking at her cunt like it was loaded with honey. Squirming Mandy tried to move away but to no avail she was bound tightly in place , sobbing she waited to die but instead she felt the bear mount her , her petite frame completely engulfed by the bears furry body. She moaned as she felt the bears engorged cock slide into her pussy she also felt what was apparently prongs meant to keep the bears cock deep within her pussy every time the bear pulled back she felt her vaginal walls tear a little but this didn’t stop the bears rape of her as he plunged into and out of her repeatedly until attaining climax. Filling her womb with bear cum seemed to satisfy the bear as he pulled out of her gave her pussy and anus a final lick and ambled off. Eve watching this whole thing laughed and said , well slut have you gotten enough bear meat to satisfy you. The workers released Mandy from the restraints upon which time she gratefully collapsed. Mandy lay there on the loading dock totally nude and cried , Eve I was never the slut I pretended to be or you thought I was , I was saving myself for my soul mate. 

Oh Kyle I’m so sorry , I won’t be able to lose my cherry with you. Laughing Eve knelt down next to her and whispered don’t let that bother you Mandy I’ve been letting Kyle fuck me since he broke up with Kristen. You won’t be disappointed he is quite skilled and has a very nice package for a white guy. Rising she left Mandy lying there crying with sperm from many males pouring out of her gaping holes. Boyd stepped up to Mandy and reaching down and inserting his fist into Mandy’s pussy pulled up on her saying , come on aunt Mandy let’s get you cleaned up and take you home. Taking her over to the wall where a hose lay rolled up he picked it up shoved the hose into her pussy and turned it on full. He watched as her stomach swelled as if she were pregnant and shrink when he pulled the hose out of her and the water sprayed down her legs. Next he went behind her two Mexicans forced her to bend over and he shoved the hose deep into her rectum and watched the water again swell her abdomen once again spraying out of her when he removed the hose only this time the water contained chunks of her feces so he sprayed her down then the workers dried her off and dressed her in what they thought were appropriate clothing for her.

First they slid a silky black skirt up her legs , then a silky black pair of thigh high nylon stockings and a knee high pair of black leather low heeled boots. Placing a silver chained belt around her waist they moved up to her chest placing a silky sleeveless , collarless sheer white blouse with two buttons to hold it closed in the front. The blouse left her flat , six pack abdomen exposed. Mandy had a wonderful hourglass figure the Mexican workers enjoyed looking at her beautiful young body. Eve laughed as she said to Mandy rejoice you are an internationally appreciated slut. Today you have been had by Americans , Africans , Mexicans , native Americans , Indians , Chinese , Japanese , well too many to really list , let’s just say you are a real international delight. Boyd took his aunt’s hand and led her off the docks to the street heading home. The last thing Eve heard Boyd say is aunt Mandy we have a stop to make on the way home some friends at school wanted to meet you , to which Mandy whimpered and sobbed.

Goliath By Maria 1

Introduction:

Even my hubby doesn’t know about this encounter.I remember the day like it was yesterday. I had gone upstairs, ran my bath went in to our room and stripped off and no one being in the house I wandered round in my birthday suite. I hadn’t even noticed him. We were looking after him while his owner, my hubby’s friend was overseas for 6 months. He was Great Dane appropriately named Goliath. I must admit at first I was a little uneasy about his size and my hubby mainly looked after him. However, after 3 months or so, I had gotten use to him being around.

After my bath, I felt sexy and put on my negligee. My hubby was away for a few days or so for business and I was feeling very, very horny and I really needed to take care of a need. So I grabbed one of my favourite toys lay back on the bed and started to play. It did not take long before I was dripping wet because of the buzzing dildo sliding over my aching swollen clit.

Between my fingers and my dildo I was oblivious to anything around me and I was totally unaware that he had wandered upstairs. I lubricate a lot when I’m aroused and I guess he did what every full blooded male would do and investigated the scent. And moments later it hit me a sloppy wet tongue slithering right between my pussy lips that was already puffy and damp.

I was startled at the touch and jumped up with a shock and turning round, he was sitting there with his tail slapping the floor with a funny look on his face and his head tilted to one side. I was stunned by what he did but being so horny returned to stimulating myself. 

I can remember how deep the need to come was getting, it felt like it was in the pit of my soul, you know that need to come so bad that you just have to keep going until you explode and I was getting there fast. I was shaking with full on passion moaning loudly. I was in heaven as the ripples of the fast approaching orgasm began to build in me.

As the full force of my orgasm hit me he made his move. He was up on the bed and in one swift movement his tongue was again tasting my dripping pussy. I was powerless at this point now, only another woman can understand, that when a super powerful orgasms hits you your body takes on a life of its own. Wave after wave of pure lustful pleasure flows through you, my breathing became erratic, my legs went stiff with each passing moment, beads of sweat was oozing from every inch of me I was locked in that moment of total cum lust and I was not going to stop.

And there between my legs, he was licking for all it was worth savouring the taste of raw sex. I have no real idea how long he kept my orgasm going but one thing I do know it was one hell of a powerful orgasm. By the end of it I was left shaking and crying not with remorse but with pure lust.

Standing on the side I had a view of his huge cock just hanging there below him it looked red and very angry about 9 to 10 inches long and about 5 inches round. Now you have to understand that I would never normally consider doing what I was thinking, I mean I was just an average woman with normal sexual desires.

Thinking back on it now it was just one of those moments in life where you just have to experiment. One of those moments that only comes once in a life time or so. It was as if my body had been disconnected from my brain, it was as if I was watching my self watching what was about to happen. For some perverted reason, I decided to record what I was planning and I hopped up unsteadily and set up the two cameras with remotes.

I then knelt at the side of him, my hand instinctively moved to his side I could feel the warm fur slipping though my fingers. My gaze was transfixed on that swaying cock hanging there with a slight drip of clear fluid oozing from the end, I thought to myself “would it feel like my hubby’s cock”? I decided to have just one touch. I slid my trembling hand up his back leg, my fingers inching closer to his cock, I was about an inch from his cock when a drop of fluid fell from the end of his cock onto my finger. I stared at it and finally I held him in my hand. His cock was hot to the touch, I was trembling, not knowing what to do, I could feel the pulse of cock as his blood surged through it. Now with my hand wrapped round his cock, he took over instinctively and began to thrust it in my hand and as he pulled back his fluid began to soak my fingers.

I just could not stop if anyone would have caught me then just sitting on my bed naked but for my black negligee, holding his cock while he fucked my hand they would have probably locked me away for life. But there I was I was in a bizarre situation with no thought of anything else on my mind but this moment.

His fucking motions began to get more and more urgent, my whole hand was awash with his juices. I was going to enjoy each second of this perverted sex session knowing it would never happen again. I pushed the dog down on to his side and took on the role of the full on cock slut. 

My thoughts wandered back to his big angry red cock and I knew I had to try. I needed to know was it possible, would he fuck me with his cock. I reached under him and felt for his cock. I wrapped my hand around his cock meat and tried to wank him to his full monster size.

I had no need to move my hand at all because his rutting instinct took over and he started to thrust his hips at my hand and it was only seconds before I had more than a hand full of hard hot cock.

All I had on my mind was getting fucked, I held in my hand this huge cock and now I wanted it in my pussy. I lay on my tummy and offered the mouth of my pussy to him. He was as horny as I was, as he frantically thrust his cock at me.

There was no way I could hold on to his cock any longer he was thrusting his hips at me his cock slipped from my hand I could feel the beginnings of his spurting hot juice splatter against my bum. I tried to move my pussy around in the hope we lined up but to no avail he poked at my legs and my ass, he even dug it in to my swollen clit hard.

I was getting frustrated about him not hitting the mark when bang he found it. With no finesse he slammed his hard cock right in to my throbbing pussy and for a moment it hurt like hell and I pulled back a little, wondering if I had made a mistake doing this but after a few minutes of his frantic fucking pain turned to pleasure as I was filled to bursting with this magnificent red cock.

I just laid there and let him have me it was the most amazing feeling I have ever felt in my life. It felt so tight as it slipped in and out of my wet pussy, the more he fucked me the more of his juice flowed from my pussy. I was crying out to cum and desperate to be finished off as his rough fur rasped over my swollen clit, my orgasm was building fast.

Then something grabbed my attention down by my pussy. Something was trying to push it way past my wet pussy lips, something that I did not recognize, it felt huge. Looking over at the mirrors on the bedroom cupboards I watched him slamming his cock into me and I caught a glimpse of what looked like a big ball by his cock.

His rampant thrusting became more urgent as I watched this thing grow to about the size of a tennis ball. I could feel it push harder against my wet pussy with each thrust of his cock until he was trying to push it in my pussy.

For a moment I was overtaken by a sudden feeling of alarm, how was I going to take that? The biggest thing I had used was an 8-inch dildo and I was used to my hubby’s 5-inch penis but this was a huge ball of flesh, I was about to reach down to prevent him pushing it in me but he beat me to the punch as soon as my hand slipped between us he seemed to instinctively know and he forced it in.

I will confess I did cry in pain at first but he did not care I was stuck with this big lump of flesh deep in my pussy and he still fucked it into me.

After about 2 minutes, pleasure took over and my mind was dragged back to the need to cum. By now I had let go of all inhibitions if I was acting like a slut then a slut I was going to be.

Instinctively, I was making thrusting motions so as he thrust at me, I thrusted down at him, driving his cock and knot deeper up my pussy. I had lost all reason I wanted to be fucked and fucked hard until I came. The familiar feeling of oncoming orgasm began to build in my loins, lifting my bum I began moaning and grinding my fully erect aching clit. I was trying to get him to fuck my pussy harder and with each thrust of his cock I grew nearer and nearer to orgasm.

Then it hit me in one huge wave of perverted sex lust. I was overwhelmed with a shattering orgasm that ripped through my shuddering body, wave after wave of orgasm tore into me, tears were running from my eyes, my legs went rigid and his cock and its obscene knot was trapped in my hungry cunt as I wallowed in cum lust.

A day that started out as normal ended in me discovering something in me I had never imagined, a lust for the perverted. I had only ever been fucked by one man but now I had been fucked like a bitch by a dog. For the next few months, until his owner returned, it was a bit awkward because Goliath who must have weighed about 140 pounds treated me like another bitch, often sniffing my pussy and trying to mount me and hump me, even when visitors were present. Especially when I was having my periods. My hubby thought the sudden change in behaviour odd but I don’t think he ever suspected anything.

The Bestiality Whore – Part 1: The Virgin by Lexi Lust CUSTOM BOOK COVER MADE BY 5STAR LOGOS

Introduction:

A young virgin becomes a bestiality whore to repay her debtPrologue

My heart was pounding so hard I couldn’t even hear the motor rumbling. The black sedan I had been forced into sped along, swerving through traffic. Whoever my kidnappers were, they were in a hurry. But that’s not what worried me the most. Neither of the abductors seemed to care that I saw their faces. This could mean one of two things. Option one: Their plans didn’t involve anything illegal. Option two: What they had planned for me was so horrific they cared not who or what I saw. As desperate as I was to believe it was the former, I had a bad feeling it would be the latter. And if that was the case, then my life expectancy had just shrunk to a few hours. A few days it I was lucky.

I’m not sure how long the trip lasted, but it felt like hours. Then again that may simply have been because time seemed to pass in slow motion. I guess that’s what happens when the end draws near. Time either slows down or speeds up. I guess I was desperate to delay the inevitable.

The sedan pulled up to the most imposing mansion I had ever seen. It looked like a modern-day castle, with a gold-plated gate, beautiful landscaping and columns lining the front of the building. The vehicle screeched to a stop and my captors dragged me to my feet. I considered fighting, but the men were veritable giants. One stood at an imposing six and a half feet. The seconds was even taller. And bigger. But the most imposing part was the size of their muscles. I had no doubt they could snap every bone in my body with their bare hands. So I let them lead me up the marble steps and past the stained glass front door.

The inside of the mansion was even more beautiful than the outside. The floor seemed to have been carved from a single slab of pink marble. Priceless artefacts from all eras of history lined the perimeter of each room. Beautiful paintings hung from the walls. Even the furniture was breathtaking. I caught a glimpse of a gold-plated coffee table. At least I think it was gold plated. For all I know it was pure gold. Whoever owned this mansion was rich. Filthy rich.

“Welcome,” said a voice behind me. I jumped and whipped around. A man was making his way down the stairs that linked the first and second floors. He wore a black tuxedo. The manner in which it hugged his frame left no doubt in my mind that is had been hand tailored. In fact, everything about this man was flawless. His haircut was immaculate—not a single strand of hair was out of place. His watch twinkled with unblemished intensity. Even his shoes shone brightly. I could have seem my reflection in them. That is, had I not been so busy staring at the man’s face in disbelief.

I had met Mr. Black only once, but it was a memory I would never forget. The man was a loan shark. He would lend money to anyone, be they a gambling addict or a young woman with bad credit and an unwavering desire to attend medical school. I was the latter. I had once believed him to be a small fish in a very large pond, but the size of his mansion proved me wrong. Then again it had been five years since our last encounter. A lot can change in half a decade.

It wasn’t until such a thought occurred to me that I finally understood why I was there. It had been five years since I had borrowed money from Mr. Black. My reimbursement deadline had been reached and I was nowhere near paid up. I tried to swallow my fear, but only managed to choke.

By the time Mr. Black reached me I had regained my composure.

“Miss Sweet,” said Mr. Black as if we were old friends. But the coldness of his gaze didn’t fool me. “Or do you prefer Tiffany?”

I shrugged to indicate I had no preference. What did a name matter when I could very well be reaching the end of my life?

“How have you been?” asked Mr. Black.

“G-Good,” I stuttered, though at the moment I felt anything but “good”.

“That’s good,” said Mr. Black.

There was a moment of silence during which he looked me up and down. I’m not usually embarrassed by my appearance, but I was on my way back from the gym when Mr. Black’s goons had picked me up. Suffice it to say I wasn’t exactly at the top of my game. Mr. Black didn’t seem to mind. Or if he did he didn’t show it.

“Follow me,” finally said the man. He turned tail and walked off. One shove from the goons was enough to tell me I had no choice in the matter. I followed Mr. Black through a series of rooms. Each one was more beautiful than the last. It’s why I was slightly disappointed when we finally reached his office. It was fancier than most offices I had seen, yet the simplicity of the décor made it stand out from the rest of the mansion. There were three pieces of furniture in the room. A massive steel desk and two chairs. Mr. Black took a seat on the one behind the desk and gestured for me to do the same with the one that faced it. I took a seat while the goons stood at attention by the door.

There was another short silence before Mr. Black spoke.

“I assume you know why you are here.”

I nodded. I wanted to beg him for an extension, but I knew it would do no good. I wanted to cry and draw pity from him, but the tears refused to come. All I could do was sit there and wait.

“I know what you are thinking,” claimed Mr. Black. “But if I give you an extension, it will set a precedent. And I cannot allow that to happen.”

Mr. Black studied me again. The intensity of his gaze made my skin crawl, but I knew there was nothing I could do about it. So I just stood there and waited for him to speak. It took a while, but his lips eventually came to life again.

“The fact that we are here right now leads me to believe you are unable to pay the entirety of your debt in the allotted time. Am I correct?”

I nodded, fearing what such an admission would entail.

“In most cases I would have my associates here,” he nodded to his goons, “break your legs. But I am inclined to make an exception. Do you know why?”

I shook my head.

“You are quite beautiful. In fact, you are breathtaking,” said Mr. Black. It was such an unexpected revelation that my fear momentarily vanished. Only curiosity remained. Where was he going with this?

“As you may have guessed, my business has grown over the last few years. I now supervise a great number of different endeavors. One of my latest undertakings is proving to be quite profitable. Yet my profit depends entirely upon the satisfaction of my clients. And the only way to keep them happy is to provide only the best… That is where you come in.”

I had no idea what he was saying, but I nodded for him to continue.

“Here is what I suggest; you agree to come work for me and in a year’s time your debt will be repaid. Once the deadline is up, you can choose to remain in my employment or we can part ways as friends,” explained Mr. Black.

It sounded good in theory, but I knew there had to be a catch.

“What is the nature of the work I would be doing?” I asked.

Mr. Black smiled. “Let’s just say it involves beautiful young women and rich, lonely men.”

I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised, but I was.

“Are you saying you want me to be a whore?” I asked.

Mr. Black chuckled.

“‘Whore’ is such a filthy term. I prefer to think of my girls as ‘escorts’.”

Mr. Black may have given it a pretty name, the fact remained that he was asking me to have sex with strange men for money.

“What if I refuse?” I asked.

I expected the man’s good humor to dissipate, but he remained as nonchalant as ever.

“If you refuse I will be forced to revert back to more archaic measures. It would be a shame to ruin that flawless body of yours, wouldn’t you agree?”

I now had the whole picture. Either I agreed to become one of Mr. Black’s whores or his goons would break my legs. Or worse. Given the pathetic state of my financial portfolio, it was unrealistic to believe I could repay the debt even if I was given an extension. This left me with only one option.

“I’ll do it,” I finally said.

Mr. Black’s face lit up. “I knew you would make the right decision.”

I wanted to point out he had left me little choice, but chose instead to remain silent.

“There is no denying you are pretty enough, but before I can send you out on your first assignment I need to make sure you possess the necessary skills,” explained Mr. Black.

I tried pretending like I didn’t know what he was implying, but his words were impossible to misinterpret. He wanted me to prove to him I was willing to debase myself for his benefit. That was the last thing I wanted to do, but I knew delaying the inevitable would only make things worse.

I started to strip. Thank god my clothes were still wet with sweat, because it gave Mr. Black a chance to object.

“What are you doing?” he inquired.

I froze.

“I-I thought you wanted me to…” I started, but the last few words never left my throat.

Mr. Black chuckled.

“While I admire your enthusiasm, I am afraid my schedule for the day is full,” he explained. “My associates will escort you home. We can pick this up in the morning.”

Those were the last words he spoke. Moments later Mr. Black’s goons were leading me out of the office. A little less than an hour after that they were dropping me off in front of my apartment building.

“See you tomorrow,” said the shorter goon, speaking for the first time.

“And don’t even think about running,” added the other. “There’s nowhere you can go we won’t find you.” On that happy note, the two bulky men slipped back into the sedan and sped off, leaving standing on the sidewalk, alone and confused.

The Virgin

I awoke to the sound of the doorbell. It felt like I had only just fallen asleep, yet it was morning. I glanced at the alarm clock. It was six o’clock. I hadn’t gotten up this early on a Saturday in… well I don’t think I had ever awoke at such an early hour on a weekend. The fact that my fear and nervousness had kept me up for most of the day didn’t help. Still, I knew keeping Mr. Black’s goons waiting wasn’t a good idea, so I stood up and slipped into a nightie. I made my way to the front door and pressed the buzzer. Less than a minute later there was a knock on the door. I hesitated for a second, then opened. The goons didn’t wait for me to invite them in. They pushed past me like they owned the place and took a seat on the couch. It groaned beneath their combined weight, but held strong.

“Go take a shower,” said one of them.

“We’ll pick out your clothes,” added the other.

I knew resisting was a waste of time, so I headed to the bathroom and hopped into the shower. The water helped wash away the remnants of sleep that still clung to my frame. By the time I stepped out, I was both clean and fully awake. I was halfway through blow-drying my hair when there was a knock at the door. I was still fully naked, so I slipped back into my nightie before answering.

“Here,” said one of the goons as soon as the door was open. “Put this on.”

He handed me a skimpy cocktail dress and a pair of stilettos. I had purchased the dress on sale a few months ago and had been waiting for a special occasion to christen it. This was not what I had in mind, but it didn’t seem like I had much of a choice.

“What about underwear?” I asked.

The goons exchanged a look. “You won’t be needing any,” they said as one.

I swallowed hard, then grabbed the dress and the stilettos and closed the door. I finished blow-drying my hair, then slipped into my dress and heels and put on my makeup. By the time I was ready, I looked hotter than ever before. My blond hair sparkled in the light. As did my eyes and my gloss-coated lips. The dress hugged my every curve with utter perfection, leaving my shapely frame fully visible. The shortness of the garment made me miss the presence of underwear, but I knew nothing I did could convince the goons to allow me to rectify such a lack.

The goons didn’t take a second look at me. The simply told me it was time to go and escorted me down to the black sedan parked by the building’s entrance. A little under an hour later we had reached the mansion. I expected to be led to the office, but I was instead escorted upstairs. Mr. Black was waiting for me in the master bedroom. The bed was bigger than my entire bedroom. The chair where Mr. Black sat was almost as bid as the couch which the man’s goons had nearly destroyed with their weight.

“Good morning,” said the host. He was wearing a swanky bathrobe. It wasn’t until I noticed this detail that the seriousness of the situation finally dawned on me. Not only was I about to have sex with a man twice my age, but I was about to do so under threat of bodily harm. The fact that it would be my first sexual experience only made things worse.

Not many women my age can claim to be virgins. And those who do are usually lying to seduce a man. I could make no such claim. The fact that I was still a virgin had nothing to do with my busy schedule or my lack of social skills. I remained a virgin simply because I had yet to find the right man. I guess it’s kind of ironic that I was the kind of girl who believes in abstinence. But my beliefs had nothing to do with it. This was about survival. And the only way to ensure my future remained cast-free was to play along and lose my virginity to a man who possessed the power to end my life in the blink of an end. Or so I thought until he whistled and a dog strolled into the room.

The animal was a boxer. He was quite massive for his breed, but that may simply have been the imposing size of his muscles. Or the way his brownish-beige coat glistened in the light. Or the manner in which his tail wagged with excitement. 

“What’s the dog for?” I asked.

Mr. Black chuckled. “Did you think I would be the one to penetrate you?”

It took a few seconds before I understood what the man’s question implied. He wore not the bathrobe because he was about to have sex. He wore it because he had only just risen. The fact that he was not my lover meant it had to be one of the three other beings in the rooms. One look at the goons told me neither of them would be taking my virginity. Which left only one potential lover.

“A-Are you saying…” I began, but the fear that now coursed through me kept the last few words from reaching the outside world.

Mr. Black nodded. “That’s right. I want you to have sex with my dog.”

I couldn’t believe it. Having sex with a man I barely knew was one thing, but losing my innocence to an animal was something I knew not if I was capable of. But then Mr. Black said something that convinced me refusing was not an option.

“I know it may be an imposing challenge, but I urge you to consider the alternative.”

I did. I pictured what my life would be like with two broken legs. I could kiss my internship goodbye. No hospital wanted an intern that was restricted to a wheelchair. And if I didn’t complete my internship, I would never become a doctor. Not to mention the fact that refusing Mr. Black’s request would mean having to repay the entirety of my debt, something that would take years. As much as it pained me to admit it, I knew there was only one way to ensure my future was a bright one. I had to have sex with a dog.

“All right,” I finally said. “I’ll do it.”

“Don’t worry,” assured Mr. Black. “We’ll take things slow.”

“O-Okay.”

“Please remove your clothes,” instructed Mr. Black.

I hesitated for a brief moment before finally deciding the best approach was to dive right in and get through my first sexual encounter as quickly as possible. A few seconds later my dress was floating down do the ground. Mr. Black complimented me on the flawlessness of my body, but I was so nervous I cannot remember the exact words he spoke. I think it had something to do with the bounciness of my butt. Or was it the plumpness of my breasts? Or the tightness of my slit? It doesn’t really matter.

“Please lie down,” instructed Mr. Black as he gestured to the bed. I hesitantly hopped on. Following the man’s instructions to the letter I placed myself on my back with my head propped up by a pillow and my legs spread wide. Moments later, the dog jumped up. My heart rate quickened as he neared my slit. Closer and closer he got until his muzzle hovered mere inches from my labia. He sniffed a few times, then outstretched his tongue and took a lick.

“Fuck!” I yelped as the slimy appendage slithered across my labia. It ran the length of my slit before reaching my clit. I expected the animal to be a selfish lover, but he began stroking my clit, teasing me like I had never been teased before. This was not the animal’s first sexual encounter with a woman.

At first the boxer’s tongue strokes were sensual, but at the seconds ticked away, they gradually intensified. Before long, the fear and repulsion were gone. In their place now stood arousal. Part of me felt ashamed by its presence, but the rest of me was simply relieved. The hornier I was, the easier my first sexual experience would be. So, although it was incredibly perverse, I closed my eyes and began moaning softly as my canine lover teased my clit. Mr. Black was clearly impressed, because he ordered an escalation moments after the first moan toppled from my lips.

“Fuck!” I moaned as the boxer’s tongue slipped past me labia and shot into me. Deeper and deeper it travelled until every last inch of it was inside me. I was wetter than ever before, tough I had no way of knowing if it was a result of the arousal that inhabited me or the slickness of my lover’s tongue.

I don’t recall how it happened, but one second the dog’s tongue was standing idle and the next it was darting in and out of me with increasing intensity. Within seconds my moans intensified. Soon after my limbs began to tremble. I would like to say it was excitement, but for all I know it was fear. After all, it’s not every day a virgin feels a dog’s tongue invade her slit. The fact that Mr. Black and his goons were watching my every move somehow made the entire thing more enjoyable. Perhaps it was the incredible perversity of the situation. Or the knowledge that my performance would mean the difference between my debt being repaid in full and my legs being shattered.

I’m not sure how long it took, but it couldn’t have been more than a minute. My body began to shake. My head was thrust back and my back arched. My moans intensified. They were now so potent I could hear nothing else. In fact they overpowered me so totally that I didn’t immediately understand what was happening. Then my slit tightened around my lover’s tongue and it finally dawned on me.

“I-I’m coming!” I stuttered. Then I lost control and the only sounds to escape my mouth were powerful shrieks of ecstasy. The boxer continued propelling his tongue in and out of me, luring a little more arousal to my frame with each new penetration. My slit grew increasingly wet. I kept expecting a squirt to escape my crack, but the time had not yet come for me to lose my squirting virginity. In a way that was a good thing, because it allowed me to fully enjoy every second of my first interspecies climax. By the time the shivers stopped rippling through my frames, I was so exhausted that I could barely keep awake. Thank god I was lying down or I would have toppled over. It took all the strength I had just to keep from slipping into a post-coital coma.

A lot had changed by the time I opened my eyes. First of all, I was no longer a virgin. Second of all, the arousal that had once inhabited me was gone, and with it my skewed sense of right and wrong. I now realized how wrong bestiality was. Not to mention illegal. Then again, borrowing money from a loan shark wasn’t exactly the pinnacle of legality. Nor was prostitution, yet that was exactly what I had agree to. And for a year no less. But as much as I regretted my actions, it was not in my power to change the past. And the only way to ensure my future was a bright one was to keep Mr. Black happy. But then he said something that made my determination waver.

“Suck his cock.”

It took a few seconds before I found the right words to express how I felt. I wanted to refuse, but I knew that was not an option. Hopefully Mr. Black would agree to an alteration.

“Can’t I just jerk it?” I asked.

Mr. Black considered me proposal for a moment.

“Very well,” he agreed. “But on one condition.”

I nodded, indicating I agreed to whatever his condition was. I expected him to voice it, but he kept it to himself. I guess he would let me know when the time was right.

I knew the longer I waited, the harder it would be, so I acted before I lost my nerve. The boxer still lay between my legs, only now he was on his back. His hind legs were spread apart, revealing the rigid member than stood between then. It was bigger than I had anticipated, but size mattered little as my hand would be the only part of my anatomy to touch it. Still, I took a moment to study it. Its bright shade of red seemed to glisten in the light. The large knot that stood at its base made me nervous, as did the pointiness of its tip. But in the end none of that mattered. I reached out and wrapped my fingers around the spear.

“Wow!” I couldn’t help gasping as I felt the intense heat emanating from the shaft. Focusing on it, I began thrusting my hand up and down. It travelled the length of the animal’s shaft. The boxer began whimpering in delight. I focused on the animal’s joy and blocked out the rest of the world. It seemed to fade away, leaving only the boxer and me. I now felt confident enough to increase the force of my jerks. Within seconds, I was working the animal’s shaft with such intensity that he began howling. Then the member started trembling and I realized the howling had nothing to do with the speed of the handjob and all to do with the animal’s impending climax.

The dog’s cock shook and shivered. Then it started convulsing and the howling intensified. Just when I thought the seizures had reached their peak, they intensified again. Moments later the first wave shot forth. The semen flew through the air, headed right for my face. I was about to turn away when Mr. Black’s voice reached my ears.

“Swallow it!” he commanded.

I had a very short window to decide how to proceed. Either I refused and ran the risk of angering Mr. Black or I did as told and debased myself even further. I would like to say I did the righteous thing and refused, but I was afraid. Not to mention a little curious. But in the end, it was a realization that convinced me to cooperate. This was the condition Mr. Black had referred to earlier. In exchange for allowing me to substitute the blowjob for a handjob, I now had to swallow my lover’s cum.

I closed my eyes and opened my mouth. A split second later the boxer’s semen made contact with my tongue. My taste buds went to work, gorging themselves on the hot cum. It took a few seconds and just as many squirts, but I eventually decided I enjoyed the taste of cum. Or at least dog cum. It was slightly salty, but also quite nutty, not to mention highly addictive. I swallowed every squirt that found its way into my mouth, moaning each time the hot nectar slithered down my throat. By the time the final squirt was ingested, a great warmth had invaded my body. But that was not all that had changed. I’m not exactly sure how it had happened, but I now felt as aroused as I had when my lover had licked my slit. To be perfectly honest, I was actually looking forward to another escalation. Luckily I wasn’t the only one.

“Keep jerking,” instructed Mr. Black as soon I released the animal’s shaft.

The boxer’s member had softened somewhat, but it was still rigid enough for me to keep jerking. And jerk I did until my lover’s spear was yet again stiff as stone. I continued working until Mr. Black game me permission to stop.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he ordered.

He didn’t have to ask twice. No sooner had the final word left his lips than I was on all fours. Moments later, the boxer hopped up and mounted me.

“Fuck!” I yelped as his front legs squeezed my waist. Meanwhile, his hind ones worked overtime, forcing his body forward. A split second later the tip of the cock made contact with my labia.

“Fuck!” I moaned again. And that was exactly what he did.

The cock shot into me with such speed that I barely even felt it. Then his knot was forced past my labia and I felt everything. There was a brief moment of pain, then nothing. At first I feared my slit had torn and the intensity of the pain kept me from feeling it. Then I thought perhaps I had gotten accustomed to the oversized penetration. Then my lover started rocking back and forth and I knew the truth. The pain had vanished because the knot had been pulled out of me. But now that the pounding had begun, it was repeatedly thrust into me. Each time the large knot invaded me, pain shot through me. Then it was pulled out and the pain was gone. But it returned each time the boxer thrust forward. At first the intermittent pain was a distraction, but then it combined with the arousal, creating a surprisingly enjoyable pain/pleasure cocktail. The next thing I knew I was begging for more. And that was exactly what I got.

“Faster!” I begged, having fully given in to the perversity of the situation. I no longer cared that bestiality was wrong. Or that I had up until recently been a virgin. It didn’t even bother me that I had been blackmailed into my first interspecies experience. The only thing that truly mattered was the rock-hard shaft that drilled me with unwavering consistency.

“Don’t stop!” I pleaded. “Please don’t stop!”

The boxer kept riding me like his life depended on it. For all I knew, it did. My life—or at least my legs—was intrinsically linked to the quality of the performance I gave. But then an orgasm started growing within me and all else lost meaning.

“I’m gonna come!” I warned, though I’m not sure who I was telling—my lover or Mr. Black? I guess it doesn’t really matter, because my body began convulsing moments later.

It may have been my second orgasm of the day, but it was no less potent. In fact, it was even more powerful than the last. It took all the strength I had just to keep from being pounded into the mattress. But then something happened that made me lose all control. I began to squirt.

I had often tried to reach what most consider to be the pinnacle of female orgasms, but never before had I succeeded. I guess it had taken a dog to accomplish what my fingers had failed so many times. Squirt after squirt gushed out of me, drenching both my thighs and my lover’s hind legs in cum. I moaned like I had never moaned before. My body shook with such intensity that my elbows gave out. My face slammed into the mattress, putting an end to my high-pitched moans. Only muffled cries now escaped. Meanwhile, my lover continued drilling my slit, which, with the rest of my lower body, still remained in the air.

I was aware that part of the cum that gushed from my slit belonged to my lover, yet I was unable to tell if the majority of the drops that rained down upon me belonged to me lover or me. Then again, it didn’t really matter. Only my lover’s cock within me meant anything to me. Well, that and the overpowering orgasm that controlled my frame.

I’m not sure how long it lasted, but I blacked out moments after the final squirt oozed out of me. I didn’t even feel my lover pull out of me. I only know that the boxer was lying next to me, licking the cum from his shaft, when I finally recovered. The next thing I realized was the fact that I had come down from my sexual high. I expected to feel regret for my actions, but all I felt was a great sense of relief. My first sexual experience was over and my feelings mattered little.

I glanced at Mr. Black and found him smiling. That was a good sign.

“H-How did I do?” I asked.

The man’s smile widened.

“Let’s just say you got the job.”

I breathed a sigh of relief, but Mr. Black ordered me to my feet before I could rejoice any further.

“Get dressed,” he instructed. All traces of the smile that had once curled his lips were now gone. “My associates will take you home.”

I was taken aback by the man’s sudden change of attitude, but I knew better than to defy him. I quickly slithered into my dress and slipped back into the stilettos I only now realized had fallen off at some point during my first interspecies pounding. I then glanced at Mr. Black, but he seemed busy checking his phone, so I followed his goons out of the room.

“Keep your phone on at all times,” warned Mr. Black right before I reached the door. “I will call with the details of your first assignment.”