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Chapter 1

After getting a housekeeping job with the Waldens, Fiona meets their dog and becomes his bitch. Both Mr. and Mrs. Walden also enjoy her. They then offer her a job in their company office but promise that her expertise with dogs will be well-spent.

I found the role of receptionist quite easy. It was just a matter of knowing who the caller wanted to speak to and flicking a switch. It’s not exactly rocket science. I did miss my daily romps with Goldie, Walden’s dog, but Mrs. Walden did promise that there would be some ‘extra duties’ along the way. It had been nearly two weeks since she called me into her office.

“Fiona, on Saturday afternoon, I have arranged a task for you. Can you get away, dear?”

I nodded vigorously.

“Well, we will meet a couple who want a show with you and Goldie. They want you naked, but I have told them you would wear a mask. I will collect you at 2 pm at your house. Just make up a story for your parents.”

I went back to the desk, shaking. I wasn’t concerned about Goldie mounting me, but I was a little nervous about doing it in public. Lying to mum and dad was also a worry. I had to think of some logical reason to be out on a Saturday afternoon with my boss. I decided I would tell them that the company sometimes ran seminars, and I was needed to take notes and entertain. Well, that was half right anyway. I was certainly going to entertain. The rest of the week flew by. I found it hard to concentrate. My mind was already locked on Saturday and mating with my darling Goldie. Patrick and Teena had seemed to become friends after being nasty at first. Things were looking up.

I told mum and dad about going to a seminar. Mum said it sounded very official. Dad, well, he just said, “Is it extra money, Fiona. Don’t let them take advantage of you.”

I assumed him I would get paid for Saturdays. Right on time, Mrs. Walden picked me up.

“Have you got your mask?” she asked. I patted my bag. “Good girl. This will be strange, I know,” Mrs. Walden said, stating the obvious, “Taking Goldie in front of strangers will be nerve-wracking but don’t worry. I will be there to make sure nothing happens.”

I assured her I was fine, but I had butterflies the size of eagles in my stomach. We pulled into the driveway of this old house. We went inside. There were lounge chairs in the main room and a bench in the middle of the room.

“We bought this house last year for the express purpose of using it for shows,” she said. “The chairs for our clients and the bench for you. There is a bedroom down the hall for you to change, and there is an ensuite for afterward. There is a robe on the bed. You can put that on and remove it when the time comes. The clients will be here in about 10 minutes. Wait in the bedroom, and I will call you when we are ready. This will be so good, honey. Goldie is already here in another room”.

I went into the bedroom and got undressed. The robe was lovely. It was heavily embroidered and on the back was a huge dog. I smiled and thought, ‘I bet you would be fun.’ I sat on the bed and heard voices. I got the mask out of my bag and put it on. It covered most of my face with holes for my eyes and ended just under my nose, leaving my mouth uncovered. I guessed that was intentional.

A couple of minutes later, Mrs. Walden called me. “Come on, honey. Goldie wants his bitch.”

I chuckled and thought, ‘Yes, and this bitch wants her master.’

I walked into the room to find a couple, man and wife, I assumed, sitting in the chairs. I guessed they were in their mid-30s. “Now this young lady is a fully trained bitch who loves her dog, as you will see,” said Mrs. Walden.

I walked up to Goldie, bent down, and kissed him on the nose. Even with the mask, he recognized me and began to wag his tail. I moved over, opened my robe, and patted him on the head. Immediately he pushed his nose and began to lick my pussy. I didn’t have to act. He hadn’t pleasured me for a week, and I was so horny.

“Yes,” I gasped. “My good doggy. You know I love your tongue in my pussy.”

I heard the woman moan softly. If she loved watching, I was loving being licked 10 times more.

“Oh, yes, darling. Make me cum,” I moaned and squealed as he pushed me over the edge.

I quickly shed my robe and got another moan from the woman. I looked over, and her husband had his hand up her dress. I smiled, well as much as I could in my mask, and dropped to my knees. The bench was about the same height as the couch in the Walden’s lounge room. As soon as Goldie saw me in that position, he mounted me. He only took a few seconds to find the target, and I squealed as he thrust into me as his cock grew larger. He began to pound me furiously.

“My God, look at him go,” I heard the guy say. “He is really fucking her.”

He was, and I loved it. Moaning and squealing, I took his knot and then his cum. It was like old times.

It took him several minutes and several attempts to separate from me. I decided to give the audience a bit more. I rolled Goldie on his back in front of them and began to lick and suck his still erect cock. I looked up at one point, and the guy still had his hand up to his wife’s dress and his other hand stroking his cock. I had a mind to leave Goldie and suck him but resisted. His wife would not be happy. I heard her groan, and I assumed his fingers had gotten her off. I stood up, and she applauded. Her husband still had his hands full. I bowed, picked up my robe, and headed back to the bedroom with doggy juice leaking down my thighs. It had been a great introduction to my new role.

***

I took a shower and came out to find Mrs. Walden sitting on the bed. “That was amazing, darling,” she said. “You were terrific. I know you love Goldie, but the effect it had on that couple was incredible. Wait ‘till I tell hubby about this. I think we will be busy every Saturday from now on. That couple is bound to tell their friends. Shit, we might have to get another dog.”

“Well, there is always Hunter,” I said, remembering her sister’s dog with fondness.

“Maybe, but I am not sure. Perhaps we need to get a bigger dog. How do you feel about that?”

“I think it sounds great, but let’s see if you get other bookings. Why do they book?” I asked.

“Some people are into dog sex but don’t actually have a dog, or they can’t have one. That is our market darling,” she replied. “Now get on the bed because I want to taste that delicious pussy of yours.”

It was maybe an hour later when we finally got dressed, having both had multiple orgasms. Mrs. Walden drove me home and handed me an envelope. “This is for today, honey,” she said. “I have a feeling there will be many more envelopes. I will see you Monday,” and she drove off.

Mum wanted to know how it went.

“Fine, mum. Very successful,” I told her. “I think it will be a regular thing. Good for my bank account.”

I went into the bedroom and opened the envelope to find nice crispy $100 notes. I smiled. Now I was being fucked by a dog AND getting paid to do it. So good.

*****

Chapter 2

I found it strange to turn up to work on Monday, being back to be the receptionist. I would have been happy to have my shows as my permanent job. Still, it had been a wonderful introduction to my second job.

“Good weekend?” said Teena.

“Oh yes, very good,” I said. “I always enjoy weekends.”

“Do you have a boyfriend?” she asked.

“No, not really,” I replied. “I never found a guy who I enjoyed being with.”

She smiled, and I wondered why she was asking. Being friendly? I wasn’t sure.

***

The week was pretty normal, but on Friday, Mrs. Walden called me into the office. “We have another booking, honey,” she said. “A woman contacted me and said she was thinking about dog sex and wanted to know what it was all about. Are you right for tomorrow?”

I quickly said, yes.

Back home, I told mum and dad there was to be a follow-up seminar. Mum got excited and said, “Wow, you must be doing a good job.”

Dad just grunted with his nose buried in his newspaper. After dinner, I had my shower and ended up masturbating. I was so excited at the thought of having Goldie again. I hoped he was excited as I was.

***

Mrs. Walden arrived and picked me up after lunch. We chatted on the way to the house. She seemed as excited as me. We got to the house, and, as the previous Saturday, I went to the bedroom, undressed, put on the robe and mask, and waited. Right at 3 pm, the woman arrived. I heard Mrs. Walden talking to her, and a minute or two later, I got the call.

I walked into the room and saw a woman, maybe Mrs. Walden’s age, sitting in a lounge chair. “This is our bitch, honey,” Mrs. Walden said to the guest. “She is thrilled to show you how to enjoy a dog.” She then opened the door and let Goldie into the room. “This is Goldie,” she continued. “He is fully trained to mate with human bitches, as you will see.”

I cuddled Goldie and looked up at the guest. I didn’t know her name. It really didn’t matter. I had my Goldie, and that was enough. After Goldie and I muzzled, I sat on the bench, opened my robe and my legs. I didn’t need to pat him on the head anymore as he knew instinctively what I wanted. He pushed his nose into my crotch and began to lick me. I moaned, and the guest gasped. I looked at her, smiled.

“He is a wonderful pussy licker,” I said. “He always makes me cum.”

The woman licked her lips in anticipation of what was to follow. Goldie’s tongue had worked its magic, and I orgasmed. Time to get some serious doggy cock. I quickly knelt, and Goldie was eager to mate with his bitch. I looked up at our guest, and she was staring intently. Goldie was more than ready and mounted me. I felt him stab at me, find my pussy, and thrust into me. I squealed as I felt his cock growing. He began to pound me as nature intended.

“Is he really inside her?” the guest asked Mrs. Walden.

I assumed she thought I couldn’t answer.

“Oh yes, he is well and truly inside her and ready to tie with her,” was the answer.

Meanwhile, I was urging Goldie on. “Good boy. Fuck your horny bitch,” I moaned as I felt his knot swelling. A couple of growls, and he succeeded in tying with me. “Oh yes, Goldie, darling dog,” I moaned as his cock twitched to signal he was cumming.

I looked up, and our guest was sitting there, her eyes wide and her mouth open.

It was several minutes of effort before he finally pulled away, causing me to groan as I felt his cumming start to ooze out of my tortured pussy. He gave me the customary licks before lying down on the floor. Our guest gave another moan, as she obviously saw how big he was.

“Oh my God,” the guest exclaimed. “He’s so big. I never thought his thing would be THAT big.”

I sensed that she was turned on by what she had seen. Perhaps, as Mrs. Walden said, she was thinking about dog sex, the time might be right to introduce her to the delights that she could enjoy.

I stood up and walked over to her. “Would you like to feel what his tongue feels like?” I asked.

She blushed, but her eyes betrayed her.

“Take your panties off,” I said.

“I am not sure,” she replied.

“Don’t be afraid,” I said. “Unless you are not really curious.”

I am sure she took that as a challenge, stood up, and dropped her knickers.

“Come on, boy. Here is a nice tasty pussy for you to try,” I said, and Goldie immediately got up and came over. “Pat his head. He likes that,” I said and smiled.

She patted his head, and immediately, he pushed his nose between her legs. She let out a shriek as he began to lick away. Her shriek soon changed to a moan as she spread her legs wider.

“This is so much better than my husband,” she said.

“Oh, a dog is so better at oral than any man could be,” was my reply.

Goldie was enjoying himself. His tail was wagging, and he was grunting. I had a feeling he was ready to mount her, but she probably wasn’t ready for that the first time. By this time, she had moved her bum right on the edge of the lounge chair, and her legs were spread. “I want his cock” she said, gasping.

“Well, he can’t tie like this unless you want him to,” I said.

“I don’t care,” she moaned. “I want him.”

“Pull up your dress and pat your chest,” I said.

She did, and Goldie got very excited. He mounted her missionary style. His cock was already engorged and spraying pre-cum as he attempted to enter her. She screamed as he found the target and began to hump her. I was jealous as she moaned and groaned.

“Oh God, he is so big,” she said, her voice was more of a whisper. “I never knew it could be so good.”

I hadn’t told her about Mrs. Walden’s and my trick, and he struggled to tie with her. His knot obviously rubbed against her clit, and even I was surprised when she announced she was having an orgasm. He didn’t completely tie but enough to cum, which caused more delight. He pulled away and gave her licks began lying on the floor.

“Thank you, darling,” she sighed. “That was so unexpected and so good.”

I told her to come to the bedroom. “Take off your clothes and have a shower,” I suggested.

She became shy. I took off my mask. “Come on. You can’t go home to your husband with a pussy full of dog cum,” I said.

Reluctantly she agreed and undressed. “I will just take a quick one,” she said.

She got into the shower. I waited for a minute or two and joined her.

“What are you doing” she cried.

I smiled. “Well, we doggy bitches have to stick together.”

“I never have…” she began, but I was already rubbing her pussy. I kissed her, and she stopped resisting. “Today was so unreal,” she whispered. “First I have watched you mate with a dog, then I did it too, and now this…”

“This what?” I whispered back.

“Making out with you,” she replied, and seconds later, she came again.

I was tempted to give her the full treatment but didn’t. I had a feeling there would be another opportunity. We got out of the shower. She dressed, paid Mrs. Walden, and left with a promise to come again. Mrs. Walden came into the bedroom and immediately began to undress.

“You are such a slut” she said, grinning. “I loved watching you manipulate that woman. Now I want to manipulate you, darling,” and for nearly an hour, we pleasured each other.

Driving me home, Mrs. Walden handed me an envelope. “There is extra in there, honey. We got a big tip today. You earned it. I am sure she will be back again for Goldie and also for you.”

She dropped me home, and I went inside.

“Go well, love?” asked mum.

“Oh, very well,” I said. “The audience was very attentive.”

Well, I didn’t lie, did I?

*****

Chapter 3

I got to work, and again Teena asked how my weekend was. She asked whether I had a date Saturday night. Of course, I couldn’t tell her what I was doing and, no, I didn’t have a date. She said she hadn’t had a date also and said weekends were so boring. I just took it as office banter. Later in the morning, Mrs. Walden called me into her office. “Saturday was so wild,” she said. “Our guest was glowing when she left. You outdid yourself, honey”.

I smiled. “Well, I enjoyed it too,” I said. “I hope she comes again.”

Mrs. Walden continued, “The place I got Goldie from has rung me, and we talked. The man in charge, Adrian, asked if I was interested in joining forces. He read my ad and wants a meeting. If you are interested, I would like you to join us.”

I said I would, so she arranged for him to come to the office on Wednesday.

***

Wednesday arrived at Adrian arrived at 2 pm. He went into the meeting room with Mr. and Mrs. Walden. I followed. We sat around the table with coffee while Mrs. Walden and Adrian did most of the talking. I studied Adrian. He was quite tall, handsome with longish hair. He spoke very well, so he was articulate. I learned that his business was dog breeding, but I soon realized he had a side business. That was providing trained dogs for a very exclusive clientele. Mrs. Walden had already told me she got Goldie from him. At one point, Mrs. Walden told him that I was well versed in dog intimacy.

He looked at me and smiled broadly. “I am sure she would be a valuable asset,” he said of me.

After the meeting broke up, Mrs. Walden again called me into her office. “Adrian wants to join forces and put on shows with us,” she said. “He has several dogs in training, and we would audition the dogs for prospective clients. If you are ok with that, I can tell him we will attend his business on Saturday. He even mentioned offering you a part-time job at weekends, if you are interested.”

I immediately said, yes. I back to my desk, and Teena come up. “He was nice looking,” she said. “What was that all about?”

Of course, I wasn’t about to tell her. “Oh, just a new client checking out the company. I was just there to take notes,” I said, lying through my teeth.

***

On Friday, Teena was again friendly. “Doing anything tonight?” she asked.

“No, same old same old,” I said. “Having dinner and watching TV.”

“Sounds pretty boring,” she replied. “We could go out for a drink tonight if you like.”

I hesitated.

“Or tomorrow night,” she added.

As Saturday wasn’t convenient, for obvious reasons, I said, “No, tonight will be fine. I just have to ring home.”

I rang mum and said I was going out for a drink with a workmate after work. “That’s great, honey. I’m glad you are making friends. I will put your dinner aside, and you can heat it when you get home.”

***

The company always knocked off right at 5 pm, and Teena said she knew just the place to go. We walked down the street to this little bar and went inside.

“Hello, Teena, what would and your girlfriend like to drink?”

I was shocked. Not only because the waitress knew Teena, but also she thought I was her girlfriend. It suddenly struck me. Teena was gay, and she was trying to find out if I was too.

“Sorry, Fiona,” she said, obviously embarrassed.

“About what?” I asked her.

“About that girlfriend comments,” she said her face now bright red.

I laughed. “I wasn’t upset,” I said. “I haven’t been called a girlfriend for years.”

She looked at me, and then she laughed too. Situation defused. I looked around, and there only women in the place. It was obviously a gay place. Strangely I felt fine. I guess those sessions with Mrs. Walden were affecting. We sat and chatted about work and life in general. I realized that she was fun to be with. I noted that if I ever found myself getting lesbian urges, I would be up for some time with Teena.

“Thank you for inviting me out,” I said. “We should do it again sometime.”

Teena looked a little surprised. “Yes, I guess we could,” she said.

Back home wanted to know how it went. “She’s very nice,” I said. “We had a drink or two and talked.”

I didn’t mention the rest of it. Mum would have fainted.

***

Saturday morning, I told mum that I might have a part-time job helping a company with a dog breeding operation. “The usual helper on Saturdays had resigned,” I said.

“That’s nice, dear,” she said. “Just don’t get bitten. Dogs can be unpredictable.”

I told her not to worry. The guy said his dogs are very well trained. I smiled at my little joke. I said I was going to get the bus and headed off. I was actually meeting Mrs. Walden in the next street. She had told me to bring both masks. I wondered, was going to join me for the performance. Surely not.

***

We reached the place, and Adrian met us. “I am expecting several clients today. Some just want to see the dogs perform before buying them, and some just want to look.”

He took us into the house, and we had a coffee while he told us the day’s events.

“I have a small barn set up that is usually used for people to bring their bitches to be impregnated,” he said. “Of course, it is also used for your show today. There’s a small room to the side where you can change. You can go in there from the outside, unseen, and wait until we are ready.”

He seemed to be talking to both Mrs. Walden and me. So she was going to be part of the show. It was going to be so exciting. Maybe she and I could also put off a show later after the dogs had had their way with us.

We heard a car enter the drive. “Quick,” he said. “Disappear while I stall these people.”

Mrs. Walden and I headed for the small room he had mentioned. I noticed Mrs. Walden knew exactly where to go. She had obviously been here before when she got Goldie. But maybe more times? I was curious. We went into the room. There was a wardrobe to hang our clothes and a small bathroom with a shower. It was an excellent setup. Mrs. Walden showed me the main room with benches for our audience to sit and a couple of low benches with small mattresses in front of each one. It had a dirt floor, so mattresses to kneel on were very welcome. We went back into the small room and waited. We could hear voices. We quickly undress, and I gave Mrs. Walden the cat mask. I put my dog mask on. Mrs. Walden and I looked at each other. We embraced.

“This will be so much fun,” she said.

A couple of minutes later, Mrs. Walden and I walked out into the main room. I looked around to see two couples and one guy on his own.

“These ladies are going to show how well trained my dogs are,” Adrian said. “I think you will see that these ladies are so happy to play bitches and show you the joys of dog sex.”

Three dogs were in the room, and they began to circle us. There was a black Labrador, a Rottweiler, and a Great Dane.

“I want the Great Dane honey,” Mrs. Walden whispered. “I’ve had him before and loved it.”

I looked at the Lab and figured he was trained just like Goldie. I patted him on the head, and he immediately went for my crutch. I stood with my legs spread wide. The fun had begun.

 

To Be Continued…

 

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