The Vicars Wife: Part 9

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Agnes had come home that Monday morning in confusion. The fucking with the dog had made a deep impression on her, just like the excitement and satisfaction that the indescribable pleasure of her orgasm by fucking the dog had provided her. In the afterglow of her orgasm it actually had not felt perverse and unnatural, and she had enjoyed herself as never before when she had the dog’s dick in her cunt. And even though she knew deep down she’s destined to fuck everyone and everything, it’s still something her mind couldn’t settle.

But during the day she had come to the realization that the neighbors had all the trumps in hand. Agnes knew that she’s defeated. Although defeated is not the right word. It is more like a surrender. And so Agnes had decided to resign herself to her fate, and to make the best of it. That she must resign in it, that she’s fucked by the neighbor’s dog. And that it is not over yet. That she from now on would be fucked three times a week by the neighbor’s dog. And that she found the fucking with the dog exciting that is something she could do nothing about.

But her upbringing and her lifestyle were still struggling with what her body had already accepted. It resisted against the prejudice that her upbringing had taught her about women who fucked because they enjoyed it. She had always been taught that women who did such a thing were harlots. Not to mention, of women who had sex with animals. Those were perverse and depraved, and for them there is no place in a neat, Christian society. Sex is something between spouses. Intended as reproduction. A form of submission and obedience to the husband. Not to enjoy.

But when Peter had deflowered her, Agnes had discovered that fucking is the most delicious thing that existed! Not to mention the fucking with the dog. That is the most wonderful feeling that she had ever had in her whole life! She became even hotter when she thought about the feeling that flowed through her body from the first time she got a dog’s dick in her cunt. Agnes believed that her body and especially her cunt is the most perfect opening to accommodate a dog’s dick. That her body can give the dog more pleasure than a real dog bitch.

In short, her body was created to be used by a dog. And she herself is set on the world to let herself fuck. To give pleasure with her body to men and animal. To enjoy herself of the pleasure that the use of her cunt by men and dogs gave to her. She knew that it’s her destiny to let herself with heart and soul fuck anyone who wanted her. Without any hesitation and with full dedication, she would let herself be fucked, and it would be Ron and Reina, who’d lead her on this path of total surrender. Sex with men, sure, but especially sex with dogs.

It is something that she had to learn to accept, how much effort it might cost her because it’s the truth. And now she this truth for herself is willing to accept Agnes immediately felt relieved, and a lot more cheerful. But in her mind it still felt not right. Agnes said to have the fear.

Fear, for it would come true.

Fear of the reaction of her husband when he would find out. For the reaction of the people as it could be common knowledge.

And fear of the unknown. Or, if you like, for the wrath of God.

And what it did to her body?

Couldn’t hurt to get fucked by a dog?

Had the dog seed no effect on her body?

Could the dog make her pregnant? And if so, what would she give birth to? Would she have a baby or a puppy?

Could it have some effect on her hormones? Could her own body transformed by it?

Agnes didn’t know.

She also couldn’t manage to get chapter twenty of Leviticus out of her head.

Agnes had been married for five years with a vicar and she had the whole sanctimonious nonsense meanwhile seen. It is a lot of hocus pocus. And she no longer believed in the nonsense which stood in the Bible. And certainly not in what chaplains as her husband made of it. But after she had fucked with the dog, the doubts in her mind had come back again.

She had been guilty of bestiality. In the eyes of the Lord she had committed an abomination. A mortal sin. Okay. Maybe she made too much of it. Maybe it is all nonsense! But maybe she could still better be safe than sorry, and stop with it, regardless of the consequences. Maybe she should go no more drinking coffee with the neighbors. And that’s why Agnes had picked up the phone and dialed the number of the neighbors. Reina had answered the phone.

Without mentioning her name, Agnes said, “I’m never coming over to drink coffee again.”

Then she had without waiting for the answer puts the receiver on the hook, and she’s gone working on the household very hard, and at ten she had made a cup of coffee for herself. She had ignored the phone, and when she had seen Reina on the driveway, she also ignored the doorbell. It had taken a while, but eventually Reina unsuccessfully went back home. At the end, everything seemed to end well and Agnes is relieved that it’s ended so well.

But her relief lasted only a moment. Regretfully Agnes realized that she just had spoiled for herself the chance to experience the pleasure of having a squirting dog’s dick in her cunt again. And for what purpose? For the risk to lose all that is valuable for her? For the risk that Ron and Reina would make her perverse action publicly, she had thoroughly spoiled for herself the ultimate pleasure of that wonderful dog dick using her body to ejaculate in.

After all, the risk is still present that Ron and Reina may tell her husband his perverted wife had let herself be fucked by their dog. And yes! There she’s going again! Instead of worrying about what she had put at stake her thoughts immediately focused again on her itching, tingling cunt. For a brief moment she thought that it is a pity that she had not been thinking better, before she fully focused on her fingers that quickly and smoothly moved into her cunt up and down, to slide thereafter rapidly and compelling over her swollen and sensitive clit until she with her pelvis violently shocking came.

But then, when her husband came home, Agnes saw Ron walking up the driveway to speak to Peter as he stepped out of the car. The heart of Agnes missed a beat. Would Ron tell Peter everything? Is he there to talk to him? Because she didn’t want to come over and drink coffee? As quickly as she could without arousing suspicion she walked over to the men. She even forgot to wash her fingers. Agnes had no interest in what the men were talking about, she interrupted the conversation.

“Hi, honey,” she said to Peter. “Good to have you home.”

She gave him a kiss on his cheek.

“Will you please tell Reina I’ll come a little later tomorrow for coffee.” Agnes said to Ron. “Please tell her I’ll be there at a quarter past ten.”

“I understand,” Ron replied with a wink. “I’ll tell her.”

“That’s why Ron came to talk to me,” Peter said. “He wanted to talk about what you discussed while drinking coffee.”

The heart of Agnes froze. Her whole body froze! Her throat is choked! She couldn’t breathe and not think. She became light-headed and saw all the colors disappearing and the world became black and white. Agnes felt that she’s going to faint.

“You asked Ron if there might be a door in the fence so you could visit them by through the garden, rather than around the street,” Peter said.

Agnes breathed a sigh of relief! The world regained color and she could breathe again! Ron had said nothing about the escapades of her with his dog. At the same time Agnes is dumbfounded. How did Peter get that idea? Agnes had never asked for such a thing. They had never talked about the garden. The only thing they ever talked about is her getting fucked by their dog.

Agnes thought very quickly. Ron had still not told the truth to Peter about her and the dog. The talking about the door in the fence is no more than just an excuse to talk to Peter. But more than that it is a clear and unmistakable warning for Agnes. A demonstration to show Agnes how easy it is for him to tell Peter about her escapades with the dog. Agnes thought quickly about an answer.

“Yes,” she said. “Sorry, I didn’t talk about it with you before, but I wanted to know if the neighbors would like it first. Otherwise it wouldn’t make any sense to talk about it if they said no. Especially because the church council has to be asked for permission to do it.”

“That doesn’t matter,” said Peter. “I think it is okay, and Ron hasn’t only offered to make that the door is coming, but also to pay half the cost. The other half we pay ourselves. Then the church council’s permission is not needed.”

“Good. That’s nice of Ron.” Agnes said sarcastically.

Fortunately, Peter didn’t hear the sarcasm.

“I must go” Ron said. “I have to walk the dog out.”

The heart of Agnes missed a few beats in terror.

“It’s such a sweet dog,” Ron said. “So soft and friendly! He does not hurt a fly, and everyone loves him. Ask your wife.”

“I do believe you on your word,” Peter laughed. “And if he’s so sweet, do not let him wait.”

“Okay,” Ron said to Peter. “See you then.”

He turned to Agnes and took her right hand in his hand. Before he pressed a kiss on her hand, he smelled it, and winked knowingly to her.

“So you’ll come Wednesday morning at ten o’clock for coffee?” Ron asked.

“Yes,” Agnes said. “I’ll be there”.

*****

And so it is that Agnes that Wednesday again stood on the doorstep at the neighbor’s house, just before ten o’clock. In a short skirt and without panties. And nervous to the very tips of her fingers. It took hours before Reina opened the door after Agnes had rang the doorbell. Of course it were not hours, but no more than five minutes. But for the nervous vicar’s wife it seemed to last for hours. Until finally the door went open, and Reina is standing in the doorway, smiling from ear to ear.

“Come in, love,” she said.

Then Reina turned and let Agnes close the door behind her and they went to the living room. The dog isn’t in the living room, but of course Ron is.

“Good morning, Agnes,” Ron said warmly. “Glad you’re here. Please sit on the three seater sofa. In the middle, please.”

While Agnes gently sat down in the middle of the three-seater sofa, Reina sat down in the other armchair.

“”We’re glad you’ve come to your senses,” Reina said.

Agnes said nothing.

“For us this is not easy at all,” Reina said. “Because it goes not primarily about what we want. As a matter of fact, it is not at all about what we want.” She paused and then said, “Of course it is true that we find it horny and exciting to see how you’re fucked by our dog. But that’s not the point! That is merely an added bonus.”

“We still see how you enjoy yourself with it,” Ron said the argument. “We see what it does to you. How do you give yourself to the dog, with body and soul. How do you transform yourself into his bitch.”

“We see it and we know it,” Reina said again. “How you let yourself fuck passionately by the dog. And what that means to you! How much it excites you. How convincing you let the dog’s dick penetrate your body. How much you enjoy the fucking with the dog.”

“We also understand that it is a big step for you, to accept that you’re a passionate dog fucker,” Ron said sternly. “But we’re your course by now more than fed up. This time you’ll still get off the hook easily, but hopefully you’ve seen how easy it is for us to ruin your marriage.”
“If you do not want to fuck with the dog, you should say so” Reina said the conversation. “Then we stop now.”

“Then you can now simply go home,” said Ron.

Agnes her mouth dropped open in surprise. Had she properly understood Ron and Reina?

“You mean, you’ll not tell Peter anything about me fucking King?” She asked, surprised. “I can just go home? That you’ll not tell Peter anything about my fucking your dog?”

“Indeed,” Ron said. “The choice is yours if you want to be our sex slave and dog bitch.”

“But you have to choose now,” Reina said. “It’s your last and one-time opportunity. You can now become our sex slave and dog bitch, and can fuck so often with the dog as you want. Or you go home and forget everything. Then we’ll be neighbors who greet each other friendly but do not interact with each other.”

One moment, Agnes is completely stunned, and relieved. The threat of the discovery of her perverted escapades is prevented. And it felt like a burden had fallen from her shoulders. She could go home and she didn’t have to worry that the neighbors would tell Peter about her fucking with the dog. Then her face clouded. What for benefit had she from this freedom when she could no longer fuck with the dog?
Finally the reality dawned on Agnes. This freedom is not freedom, but a return in captivity. A captivity of tradition and prejudice. Of petty bourgeois and once a week sex under the sheets of the matrimonial bed. Of deadly dullness. That would be intolerable now that she had experienced the freedom of unbridled sex.

It was not the neighbors who had held her hostage in an iron grip of blackmail. No, she had herself taken hostage in a straitjacket of petty bourgeois and prejudice. Her only chance of escape from this prison of morals is the neighbors. Who gave her the chance to be herself. By surrendering herself to the neighbors, she could get back her freedom. Agnes saw it suddenly very bright and very clear. And she didn’t understand why she had not seen it before.

Her freedom is hidden in being submissive. Being submissive to the neighbors would liberate her from the burden of habits and traditions. Of rigid values. Of petty bourgeois and prejudice. Being submissive to the neighbors would liberate her from her responsibilities. From making choices and making decisions. It would liberate her from responsibility for her actions, because she would from now on acting on the commands of the neighbors. Under the responsibility of the neighbors! To surrender herself to the neighbors, her sexual desires would be satisfied. Her sexual fantasies might come true. And she could fuck with the dog without guilt or shame!

“I understand now,” Agnes said. “I’m sorry for taking this long to get it. I want to become your sex slave and dog bitch, And I want to fuck the dog as often as you want.”

As she said it, her cunt began to tingle unbearable. This is what she wanted.

Agnes felt that she’s at a turning point in her life. It happened now, and it happened here. At this time. Simply in the living room of the neighbors. She became a dog bitch. Out of her own free will! Her reason for living from now on is to have a dog dick thrust into her cunt. The moment she realized it, her cunt began to tingle unbearably.

“That’s a smart choice,” Ron said. “Especially because deep in your heart you’re a born slut. Because you’re crazy about fucking, and you can’t get enough of it.”

“The fucking is in your genes,” said Reina. “You’re built for it. You look beautiful and desirable, and your genitals are clearly very sensitive. Much more sensitive than those of the average woman.”

“In short, you’ve been created to be fucked,” said Ron. “So much and as often as you can.”

“And because you yourself can’t organize that, we’ll do that for you,” said Reina. “Therefore, you have to do everything we want from now on. To do everything we tell you. To obey us in every way, wherever we’re.”

“Do you understand that?” Ron asked. “And do you promise us that you’ll trust us in anything blindly? And above all, will you obey us without question?”

“Yes,” Agnes said with a trembling voice. “I promise. So help me God.”

“Good,” said Ron. “Then you may take off your skirt now and come sitting between us on the sofa.”

Blushing with excitement Agnes took her skirt off and put it in one of the armchairs. After that she almost danced to Ron and Reina and she sat upright between them, at the front of the seat cushion of the three seater sofa. Careless she sank back against the backrest in the three-seater sofa, and put her arms stretched on the backrest. Ron and Reina grabbed each one of Agnes her legs and placed it on their knees. The old couple smiled at each other, and they looked between Agnes’s widely spread legs at her cunt. Which a few times spastic pulled together because of her excitement?

Ron and Reina looked briefly at each other again and winked at each other.

“Look at this,” Ron said proudly. “The miracle of technology.”

He grabbed with his free hand behind him and came out with a remote control. He pressed one of the buttons, and Agnes heard a click and she saw how the door to the kitchen swung open by itself. Agnes sat with her arms and legs spread wide on the three seater sofa, with her bare cunt clearly displayed for Ron and Reina and easily accessible for King, who spurted out of the kitchen to stand immediately between Agnes her widely spread legs, to sniff and lick at her cunt.

Ron and Reina Agnes both pulled together at her legs, so that she’s sitting with her ass almost over the edge of the seat cushion of the sofa. King sniffed at her cunt for a while and then put his front paws on the sofa next to Agnes. He tried to clamp his front legs around her waist while he hunched began to ride up against her.

Agnes felt the dog stabbing the tip of the dog cock in her crotch. Without hesitation, she reached with her arm under the dog to his thrusting dog’s dick, and guided him in her cunt. Once the dog felt her cunt around the tip of his cock, he began to stab his dog cock out of control in her cunt up and down. Agnes sighed in shock and excitement. The dog pushed his cock at high speed in her cunt up and down. And again Agnes is surprised that the dog cock in her cunt is giving her such an indescribably wonderful feeling.

Ron and Reina were both seated at one of Agnes sides on the couch. A little bent forward, for not to miss the erotic spectacle that took place right before their eyes.

“It is pretty amazing the dog cock fits so beautifully in her cunt,” Ron said. “Look at how smooth and supple he slides between those cunt lips, in and out of her wet slit. That dog cock really fits completely in her cunt.”

“Yes,” said Reina. “It seems as if she’s created for this, so perfectly fits that dog cock in her cunt. As if that Lord of her had meant it this way.”

“Jesus, yes,” said Ron. “Look how King stabs his cock in her up and down with such a speed. And what a suppleness.”

They both looked with sparkling eyes and drooling with excitement at the cunt of Agnes, where the dog’s cock like a hammer drill moved in up and down.

“Oh, my goodness,” said Reina. “She’s actually cumming!” Her voice shrieked with excitement. “See how she’s contracting her cunt. Look how her lower body shakes and trembles,” she said. “How her cunt contracts again and again! The slut is cumming! The bitch is cumming on a dog cock in her cunt! Our horny dog fucker is cumming.”

What Ron and Reina all said to each other, Agnes didn’t really care. Now she decided to give herself over to them as their property, a burden falls from her shoulders. She had now completely surrendered to them, with the intention to enjoy it as much as she could. And that’s what she did. The in her cunt up and down, thrusting dog cock also demanded all her attention. The feeling in her cunt, the up and down of a moving dog cock overwhelming her like a storm. It is amazing how fast the dog could let her cum. And even more amazing how well the fucking with the dog felt!

The dog cock seemed even harder and thicker than the first time he is in her cunt. Or is that only in her imagination so? In any case, it felt like velvet as the smooth, long dog cock caressed her cunt lips while he fucked her rapidly. It is just insanely delicious. Now that she had surrendered herself to Ron and Reina, Agnes is no longer repulsive that the dog had his cock inside her. And their presence didn’t disturb or troubled her any longer. On the contrary. Agnes tried to imagine how the dog cock in her cunt must look there for her watching neighbors. In her mind, she saw the smooth, shiny dog cock moving between her cunt lips in and out of her cunt. She became actually herself even more excited from it.

The dog now had his front legs around the waist of Agnes, and clasped her in an iron grip. He had his head down over her right shoulder.
Tirelessly he thrust his dog cock in her cunt up and down. Agnes could feel how the knot on the dog cock began to form, and with every inward thrust of the dog cock is bumped against her cunt lips. Full of surrender to the pleasure that the dog cock in her cunt triggered Agnes strained her muscles in order thus to push her cunt upward and forward. At the same time she relaxed her cunt lips so that the knot on the dog cock easily slid into her cunt.

She could feel how her cunt lips gave in under the pressure of the knot on the dog cock. How they were stretched to the limit. How they opened themselves. And how the knot between her cunt lips slid into her cunt. How the dog cock now completely sat inside her cunt. With knot and all. How her cunt is now completely filled with dog cock! How far her cunt lips were stretched. How tightly they were stretched over the knot, preventing him from flopping out of her cunt.

The dog cock began to shock deep inside her cunt. Agnes felt the pointy end of the dog’s dick deep inside her stroking against the inside of her cunt. And she’s getting mad with excitement when the dog cock began to spray his hot jets of sperm against the back wall of her cunt. The pleasure is intense and all-consuming. Agnes shuddered when she came for the second time. She trembled all over her body while she suffered with the overwhelming, exhilarating sensation of her orgasm. An overpowering orgasm, which spread from her uterus to her cunt and her abdomen. And said through her body until her hair stood up and she sat with curled toes on the sofa.

Her cunt began spastic to contract from itself around the knot on the shocking dog cock. With jets of hot dog sperm the dog squirted the content of his testicles in her shocking and tingling cunt. He squirted so much seed in her cunt that she felt as if the walls of her cunt were stretched out by it, until the dog seed began to leak between her cunt lips and the knot out of her cunt. Agnes gave a cry of pleasure when her excitement again peaked and the next orgasm engulfed her.

“My God,” Reina shouted. “See how that slut is cumming again!”

Reina’s voice shrieked with excitement.

“I see it,” Ron cried hoarsely. “She has the dog cock now completely inside her cunt! With knot and all! Just look how tight her cunt lips are strained around the knot. How incredibly far they’re stretched.”

Agnes didn’t hear what Ron and Reina said to each other. She’s their presence at that time not even aware. Her entire being is focused on the almost intolerable enjoyment of the shocking dog cock in her cunt, from which with every shock a new ray of dog sperm is sprayed in her, which her cunt further overflowed. Concentrated on her cunt, which is pumped full with dog semen, and from which, despite her cunt lips that were tightly stretched over the knot, more and more dog seed began to leak.

The shock of the dog cock in her cunt became lesser. And when the dog loosened the grip of his front legs, around the waist of Agnes, she knew the dog would go off her, and his divine dog’s dick would pull out of her cunt. Out of precaution she quickly pulled her cunt lips together around the knot on the dog cock, so that it would remain firmly anchored inside her cunt. The dog puts his front paws on the floor, after which he lifted his hind leg and over Agnes. Her belly is on the floor so he stood on all fours between her spread legs with the dog cock and knot still inside her cunt. Tied to Agnes with her to the limit stretched cunt lips still tight over the knot on the dog cock inside her cunt.

The movements of the dog cock inside her cunt, and especially of the knot along the inside of her cunt gave her orgasm a new peak. My God! What is this delicious! At first Agnes said to contract her strained cunt lips tightly around the knot on the dog cock in her cunt, to prevent the dog to pull his cock out of her cunt. Meanwhile, her orgasm is on the wane and she enjoyed with her cunt lips tight around the knot around the dogs dick in her cunt, but further totally relaxed and satisfied of the afterglow. With her legs spread wide and the dog cock still inside her cunt, she let the wonderful feeling of satisfaction flooding over her.

But now that Agnes had relaxed all her muscles, the thick knot on the dog cock slipped easily out of her cunt. Followed by the rest of the dog cock and a large amount of dog semen that is dripping out of her cunt on the floor, where it formed a puddle. Her cunt remained gaping wide open, and suddenly felt empty and cold, while her cunt lips slowly returned to their original shape and her cunt slowly closed. Agnes herself is hardly aware of all of this. Still enjoying her last orgasm, her cunt is still tingling. Her excitement had been replaced by a blissful heaviness. Agnes had her breath completely under control, and she looked with amazement at her own cunt.

She’s fascinated by her cunt lips, which looked red, large and thin. Almost transparent and beautifully stretched when they had been strained around the knot on the dogs dick in her cunt, but now slowly returning to their original shape. Making her cunt slowly begin to close back to its normal resting position. Until her cunt lips were thick and swollen and blooming again and only a very small crack of her cunt slit is still open.

All that time Ron and Reina both had fascinated looking at the cunt of the vicar’s wife. Now they both lifted the wide spread legs of Agnes, from their knees, after which Ron sat down in one of the armchairs, and Reina went to the kitchen to serve the coffee. With her feet on the floor, but with her legs still spread wide is Agnes sitting upright on the sofa, to take to the coffee that Reina served her.

*****

After Reina had everyone served a cup of coffee, she sat down in the other armchair. While they all drank their coffee, Ron and Reina both looked at Agnes her naked body and especially to her rose-colored, slightly swollen, and still a little bit tingling cunt. Agnes is satisfied and relaxed and enjoyed the excitement that she felt because of their glances that were constantly focused on her cunt. She found it exciting to be watched that way.

“Well?” Ron asked to Agnes. “Is it not nice to let yourself fuck King? It looked like you really enjoyed it.”

“Indeed,” Reina agreed. “The way you behaved yourself proves that you can’t have found it terrible. We saw you cumming several times with the dog’s dick inside your cunt.”

Agnes is still under the spell of her newfound freedom, and she enjoyed without shame or reluctance of the afterglow of her orgasm. She had received a few wonderful orgasms, and the feeling that gave her that, is overwhelming. As if she could cope with the whole world.

“You both were right,” she said, grinning. “It is delicious. Divine!”

“We knew it,” Ron said triumphantly. “It’s only necessary to help you over the threshold.”

“And for that I am grateful to you,” Agnes said. “I know I haven’t made it easy for you.”

“You can say that again,” Reina said.

“And I’m sorry for that,” Agnes said as if she had not heard anything. “But I really had a difficult time accepting it. It’s so opposite of everything I’ve learned. So opposite of how I was raised.”

“We know, sweetie” said Reina comforting. “And we understand.”

“I’ve been confused for a long time,” Agnes said. “I couldn’t understand how something could feel so very wrong, and could feel at the same time so very good. But every time the dog fucks me, I feel so wonderful and perfect. Then I feel completely at ease. Then the world is suddenly completely all right. Then I feel with all my being that the world should be as it is then. That I am completely myself. When I am lying under your dog, with his dog’s dick in my cunt, I’m a complete person. Then I feel that I am who I am and what I am. That I totally am where I belong.”

“This makes us very happy,” Reina said sparkling. “We recognized your true nature immediately when you first came to drink coffee with us, and let the dog smell your cunt and lick at it instead of pushing him away.”

“We also knew that for you as the wife of the vicar it would not become easier to give in to your real self” Ron said. “That it would cost a lot of effort and self-conquest to allow yourself to be who you really are.”

“We have been looking forward to this for so long,” Reina said. “And we’re very happy that you finally have seen the light. That you finally dare to give in to your deepest desires. Dare to be who you really are. Not only dare to admit to yourself, but also to us.”

“We’re indeed very happy” Ron agreed. “Happy for you. But also happy for us. Happy that you dare to express yourself towards us. That you dare to acknowledge your true nature. To confess your true nature to us.”

“We’ll not betray that trust,” Reina said.

“On the contrary!” Ron said. “We’ll protect you against the hypocritical, vicious, and the shortsighted outside world with all its prejudices about people like you.”

“We’ll ensure that you’ll be safe for the same shortsighted outside world to be yourself,” Reina said. “We’ll ensure that you can enjoy without worrying, the divine dogs dick of King. As often as you need him. Whenever you just desire that he fucks you, we make sure that he does. Here. With us! Safe from the outside world.”

“But we’re going to do more to help you,” Reina said. “Now that you’ve recognized your true nature, we’ll help you to explore yourself further. To develop yourself further. To guide you along the path of the sensations of the surrender to physical pleasure. To unbridled sex.”

“And because we think it is necessary for that, that you have to surrender yourself to us, we’re willing to accept you as our property” Ron said. “We’re willing to take upon us all the duties and responsibilities, which belong to the keeping of a sex slave girl and a dog bitch”

“Of course, this means that you’ll have to obey us,” Reina said. “In your own interest. For your own sake you’ll have to obey us from now on. You’ll have to do whatever we order you. You no longer have any choice. If you hesitate, you’ll be punished. If you perform our assignments badly or half-heartedly, you’ll be punished as well.”

Agnes her heart leapt for joy. Actually, she had no idea where Ron and Reina were talking about. But it sounded so terribly exciting! She would be owned by Ron and Reina. Would become their sex slaves. She should do what Ron and Reina would instruct her. She should have to obey them. A shiver of excitement pulled from her cunt through her body. Her cunt contracted a few times in a row from pure excitement. Agnes hadn’t only felt it, she saw it too. With her own eyes. That meant that Ron and Reina had seen it too. And that they knew her reaction even before she had said anything.

“Okay,” Agnes said. Her voice trembled with excitement. “I hand myself with pleasure in ownership to you. As long as you ensure that everything remains to look to the outside world as usual, I’ll be your property. As long as you make sure that your dog continues to fuck me and no one would even know about that, I’ll do whatever you say. Then you may do with me whatever you want. If that’s what you mean.”

“That’s exactly what we mean,” Ron said. “Then we consider you from now on as our property.”

“Then we agree about that,” Reina said. “Now drink your coffee and you better go home, so that you can think in silence about everything we have decided today.”

“Think carefully about what it means to be our property,” Ron said. “And think if there are other things that you would like to do besides fucking with the dog. Realize that anything is possible. Tell us every fantasy you have and we’ll make it happen.”

“And come Wednesday morning by ten am, back to us,” Reina said. “Then we let the dog fuck you again, after which we drink coffee together.”

 

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