XXX-Fiction

Chapter Two

“Grrr…” Master cocked his head with a low growl and I swallowed hard, replacing the hanger in my closet.

“Not that one,” I agreed. “Okay. Um…How about this?”

I pulled out a yellow sundress with white lace trim and a dozen buttons down the front.

“Do you like this one?” I asked with a glance at the wall clock. I’d woken up late, sore and sticky after an entire weekend spent on the carpeted floor of my small apartment.

“Woof,” Master replied, giving me the gentle bark that meant yes.

“Alright.” I smiled. “Good…I need some panties, and…”

“Arf!” the dog said, not moving from the place where he sat on his haunches, but I knew what that sharp sound meant.

“No?” I paused with the top drawer of my small bureau half-opened. Like all my furniture, it had come with the apartment and I kept my underwear, socks, shorts and t-shirts, all that stuff in there.

“But I need panties,” I said with a smile, removing a plain white pair.

“Arf!” He stood up, this very large dog, and ripped the panties from my fingers with his sharp teeth.

“Okay.” I nodded slowly. “No underwear.”

I closed the drawer as he sat back on his haunches, rewarding me with a thump of his tail on the floor. That, I’d learned, meant that Master was pleased with me.

He watched as I stepped into my dress, pulling the cotton up my naked body and getting my arms through the short sleeves. I felt only slightly self-conscious beneath his intense amber eyes, but mostly I’d overcome my shyness. Not the humiliation though, not the guilt of knowing what we’d done together, although I could almost imagine a day when I’d lose that burden as well. After an entire weekend of being used like his personal sex toy, learning how to please my canine Master, something fundamental inside me had changed.

I buttoned the dress over my bare flesh, covering the near flawless body I’d kept so carefully my own as a high school girl. No boy had ever seen me this way. No man had ever kissed my breasts or caressed my sex. I’d saved my virginity against all odds, being blonde and blue and decidedly beautiful. Until I’d met him, my Master, the dog who owned me. The animal that had taken his pleasure against my will. I couldn’t say that anymore, could I?

“Oh!” I stopped abruptly half-way down the stairs. “Mrs. Perkins. Good morning.”

The old woman ignored my pleasant smile as she stood on the porch with her arms crossed. She owned the apartment above her garage, the one I was renting, and I hadn’t told her about the dog yet. Now I didn’t need to, she could see him for herself as Master had followed me outside.

“I, uh…” I licked my lips nervously, “…I hope you don’t mind, but…”

“I expect he’ll be staying with you?” she asked, and I glanced over my shoulder to see the dog sitting patiently on the landing above me.

“Kind of,” I admitted slowly. “He sort of…followed me home and…”

“Long as he minds his manners,” she said, speaking more to the dog than me it seemed, but perhaps I only imagined that.

“Yes Ma’am,” I said quickly, anxious to be on my way to college and my first class of the day. If I hurried, I’d only be five minutes late.

Thankfully, the Widow Perkins didn’t keep me any longer than that, and Master was content to remain behind. I hadn’t been entirely sure what I’d do if he’d decided to come along with me. Once out of sight, after turning the corner, I realized I was free. Maybe. I mean, the dog wasn’t staring at me, barking or growling or thumping his tail at every move I made. After a full weekend of struggling for Master’s approval, I suddenly found myself alone.

Thoughts and ideas filled my head. I could call the dog catcher and have him taken away. I could leave. I could move back home and never return to this town. Nobody would ever know what had happened. Some people might wonder, but not really. I was just an eighteen-year-old girl and they come and go all the time for any number of good reasons. My parents would be glad to have me back, not to mention the men who would doubtless welcome me with their eager flirtations and silly proposals. Nobody would ever know I’d let a dog fuck me.

I could get away!

But I didn’t do any of that. I only went to school, sat down for my first class and tried to pay attention. My thoughts weren’t filled with escape. I wanted the day to be over so I could return to him. My Master was waiting for me and I felt my body warming beneath the thin cotton, my nipples hardening until they became obvious as I sat there. I hadn’t worn a bra, or even panties, and my sex grew moist as I recalled the things that dog had done to me. How he’d lapped at my pussy with his long, rough tongue. How he’d mounted me despite my best efforts to resist, raped my virgin pussy, and filled me with his bestial seed. He’d fucked me so many times and so well…

“Oh!” I gasped softly, wincing as I felt my cunt spasm with the tiniest possible orgasm. I hadn’t even touched myself!

And they were staring at me, some of my classmates. The boys especially as they drank in my slender body and the heaving of my large, firm breasts. The dark protrusion of my swollen nipples through the yellow cotton, the fabric straining to contain my excited flesh. I rubbed my thighs together, helpless as I felt the wetness spilling from my plump sex. I could smell my arousal wafting through the classroom while our professor spoke. The sharp tang assaulted my nose and I hitched a breath and shut my blue eyes tightly against the discomfort of being watched.

“Are you okay?” a boy asked me, a young man leaning close enough to whisper, and I could hear his smile.

I ignored him, feeling my cheeks flushing pink and my skin burning with embarrassment. It wasn’t only arousal that I suffered, but panic as well. I couldn’t stay there all day, away from my Master and trapped in classrooms which seemed somehow cold and barren. I had to go home! I had to see him again and I suffered the terrible fear that he’d be gone. What if Master left me? What if the dog ran away or returned to his rightful owner or…

No, Master didn’t have an owner, I told myself. He owned me. He couldn’t leave me, but what if he did? The idea of returning home to find the dog missing filled me with unreasonable dread. I needed him!

After my first class, which I’d barely managed to finish, I left the campus and practically ran home. How or why I felt that way, I couldn’t know. I understood none of it and in truth I didn’t even try to figure it out. There was only the certainty that I needed to be with him and the awful doubt that I might somehow lose my new Master. So I ran. I kicked off my heels and carried them, going barefoot with my long, blonde hair flying off my shoulders.

I must have made quite a sight and a car honked at me, slowing for a moment as the driver stared. An old man raking his lawn paused with his mouth agape. A young woman pushing a stroller blinked at me as I passed and she might have said something, but I couldn’t be sure. I wasn’t going to stop for any of them and I didn’t.

“Master,” I breathed, filled with a warm sense of relief. I nodded my head and drank cool air into my burning lungs. He was still there, waiting for me, and as I said that one word the dog thumped his tail with satisfaction.

He took me from behind almost before the door had shut behind us. Master pushed himself up and wrapped his powerful forelegs around my waist and used his weight to put me on my hands and knees.

I struggled briefly to get my dress out of the way and then gasped with the sudden, violent pleasure of his entry. My pussy welcomed his thick cock with a spasm of joy and I could actually feel the walls of my sex flutter as Master forced himself deeper with every rapid thrust of his hips. He always fucked me hard and fast, ignoring completely whatever protests I might make, and by then I had very little to complain about. My cunt took him easily, swallowing all of his magnificent prick, and the familiar hammering of the knot against my raging clit drove me to a shuddering climax.

The dress afforded me some protection from his toenails, but I was ever mindful of the ache in my sides, the scratches along my ribs and the marks on my shoulders where he’d nipped me during our previous love making. He’d trained me by tooth and claw and the relentless presence of his over-sized cock plundering my helpless womb. Master pressed his muzzle across my shoulder, his panting snout riding against my flushed cheek while we fucked. His tongue would caress my face and I turned my head to return his almost human affection.

I took the knot with barely a whimper, enjoying that peculiar sensation as the swollen muscle stretched my pussy even further. Once inside, it continued to grow until we were locked together in that obscene, loving embrace. His cum filled me and the feeling was unmistakable. A steady stream of canine semen poured into my cunt to mix with my own copious juices. None of it could escape with the knot lodged so completely within the mouth of my pussy.

How many times I came for my Master, I had no clue. I collapsed onto my elbows, keeping my ass raised as he let me go. He liked to turn around and wait patiently for the knot to shrink, testing our bondage every now and again with small cramp-like tugs. After five or maybe ten minutes, his cock would pull free with a wash of creamy spend spilling down my thighs and onto the carpet, leaving me satisfied, but empty and aching for more.

****

Later that morning, after I’d cleaned both myself and the stained carpet, Master taught me something new: Follow. I’d opened the door, thinking he wanted to go outside and take care of his business, but instead he’d used his handsome head to push and prod me down the stairs.

He’d walk a short distance away and pause, turning his head to stare at me. A short, sharp bark issued from his throat. If I didn’t come to him, he’d return and push me a few steps, then repeat the entire lesson. I learned quickly, I’m pleased to say, but I had no idea where my Master was taking me.

“The pet store?” I asked, and almost laughed as we stood on the sidewalk. He wagged his tail at that and I could only believe that he’d been there before.

Dog food maybe, that’s what I thought. Or one of those rubber bones they like to chew. A dog doesn’t live on sex alone, after all, and I’ll admit I felt a little silly. Almost childish in a way, giddy and excited to be walking around with him. I don’t know. I still wore that same dress. I’d washed myself and brushed my hair, even put on a little lipstick which Master hadn’t seemed to mind, and I’d followed him downtown.

“Okay,” I said, glancing at my thin reflection in the glass. “Ummm…After you, Master.”

I opened the door with a nervous giggle, suddenly wondering if the nature of our strange relationship wouldn’t be obvious to whoever worked there. I couldn’t define that relationship yet, although it must seem obvious by now. Perhaps I was just unwilling to admit I’d become the willing pet of a beast, the sexual plaything for a creature which should never possess such power over a human.

A girl about my age, or a few years older perhaps, smiled and turned her head at the sound of the bell above the door. She stood on a short ladder, holding a feather duster and cleaning the shelves apparently. The pet shop wasn’t a large one, being long and narrow the way most of the stores downtown were. It seemed much like any other pet shop, I suppose, with puppies in the window, assorted fish tanks to the right, and some birds to the left.

“Hi!” She smiled at me and then looked at my Master, giving her dark hair a toss to clear her sapphire eyes. “Hmmm…Now what are you doing here, I wonder?” She laughed lightly as if she already knew the answer.

Uh…Hi,” I replied slowly, taking in her long legs and pert, round butt.

I mean, I didn’t really have a choice as the girl wore only a pair of denim shorts and an over-sized sweatshirt that gave her kind of a shapeless, vaguely feminine form above the waist. And a dog collar? A thin band of black leather encircled her throat and I felt my tummy tighten. She looked attractive though, no doubt about that, and I almost felt something like jealousy when Master approached the ladder without hesitation and turned his face upward with his bright eyes clearly focused on her ass.

“Hey!” I blinked as the dog used the ladder to stand on his hind legs, sniffing the back of the girl’s legs and then pressing his snout against her crotch from behind.

“It’s alright,” she said, which only confused me all the more. “Smell something you like, big boy?”

“Woof,” Master agreed, giving his tail a wag.

I stared at his tongue as he took a lick of her shorts first of all and then her bare thighs a second later. I could see his cock beginning to slip from its furry sheath, the tapered head already dripping precum, and I had to remember to breathe. My insides were confused, my heart and mind, as I felt naturally possessive of the animal, but not in a way most people would understand. It seemed very much like watching my boyfriend hit on another woman.

“That tickles!” she said with a soft laugh, spreading her legs as far as the ladder would allow. “You want some? Let me get down first.”

As if he understood, the dog made way for the girl so she could step off the ladder. As soon as she turned around, Master pressed his nose into her shorts, biting the denim and tugging so that she had to twist her hips and grab fistfuls of his thick fur to keep her balance.

“Do you mind?” she asked, and it took a full second or two before I realized she’d spoken to me.

“What?” I stared at her fingers as she started unsnapping her shorts, giggling happily as Master tried to help her.

“The door,” she breathed. “Just turn the bolt.”

“But…You can’t…” I protested dumbly, understanding none of this.

“Arf!” Master barked sharply, demanding my obedience. I caught his gaze for a moment and then dropped my head submissively.

By the time I’d locked the door and turned around again, the girl was already on her hands and knees with Master’s cock drilling her hungry cunt.

“Oh God! Ow! Yeah…Fuck me!” she gasped and groaned, arching her back as she tried to meet his eager thrusts.

I only stood there, watching helplessly as my dog fucked this strange woman right there in front of me. She turned her open mouth to his, accepting the animal’s tongue and closing her lips around it. They were kissing, I realized, and better than my inexperienced attempts earlier. Fucking and kissing, and her skin had become flushed, glistening with a sudden outpouring of sweat. She was cumming on my Master’s cock, moaning into his jaws while she rode the swollen shaft.

“Ahhhhh…” She jerked with a long, high pitched sigh and shut her eyes against the intense pleasure of taking the knot, a pleasure I knew only too well and right then desperately desired.

I’d pulled up the front of my dress without realizing it and my fingers were digging frantically against the pink folds of my sex. I thumbed my throbbing clitoris and shoved two fingers inside my wanton hole, fucking myself quickly as the urge to orgasm filled me. My breasts felt heavy and I took the right in my other hand, massaging the pliant flesh and feeling my nipples burn with a cold fire.

I started cumming just as Master dismounted the girl’s back, turning on his hinged cock so that they were butt to butt on the floor. Through the haze of ecstasy I could see her face as a mask of pure joy and I’m sure it mirrored my own. She smiled like she’d never stop, panting for air and nodding her head. She lifted a hand weakly and crooked her finger at me, drawing me close. I knew what she wanted. The girl didn’t have to tell me, I just knew, and my Master gazed over his shoulder at me as I sat on the thin carpet and spread my legs.

“Like this…” the girl whispered, dropping her mouth to my pussy as she knelt on her knees and elbows, holding my hips as I sat there.

“I never, um…Oh yessss…” I hissed, shivering at the touch of her delicate tongue upon my clitoris.

Being licked by a girl was so much different than by a dog. Better in some ways and not so good in others, but at the moment I couldn’t really appreciate the difference. She took my clit between pursed lips and pinched it, washing the tiny tip with her tongue at the same time. I grabbed her head with both hands, tangling my fingers in her black hair and lifting my ass off the floor. I was going to cum again, and better this time. She suckled my clitoris hard, almost too much, and I felt something like pain, but not that. Just too much pleasure as my arousal became acute. And then I exploded with the sudden rush of my orgasm.

She let me have that first one, but after I’d calmed somewhat, the girl pushed and pulled me until I could lay beneath her. I had no experience with this, none whatsoever, and I’d never imagined myself a lesbian. I didn’t hesitate though, not at all as I found myself on my back with my head between her spread knees. Directly above my face I could see their union, the girl’s pink vulva distended almost grotesquely around the huge cock and swollen knot of muscle buried inside her cunt. Her pussy lips had been pushed inward and even the girl’s clit was hidden, crouched beneath the animal’s prick.

She’d gone quickly back to licking my pussy and I lifted my head to kiss her own amazingly soft flesh. Her pubic hair was thin and dark and damp. It tickled my nose and cheeks as I licked around her protruding sex. I had my Master’s low hanging balls across the bridge of my nose, across my eyes, and I imagined I could feel them pumping his sperm into the girl while we made love to each other with our mouths. If I’d truly felt jealous of her once, I’d forgotten all about it. Master had wanted to fuck her and I found her submission enjoyable, much like I admired the animal’s great strength and confidence. The power he held not only over me, but this other young woman as well, was attractive on some level. I’d share him, if that’s what he demanded, and share his his bitch as well.

I held her tightly, wrapping my arms around the girl’s slim waist as Master strained briefly to pull his cock free of her pussy. I saw her cunt being pulled outward, her thick, greasy labia becoming visible as they were wrapped snugly around the very base of his cock. Her thin, coral clitoris popped free, no larger than the nail of my pinky finger, but I knew how sensitive that bit of flesh must be and I kissed her there. I nursed on that tiny bud while the girl shivered and moaned above me.

Master relaxed and the tension eased for a minute or two and then he pulled again, repeating this several times while we brought the woman off together. She was cumming over and over, barely able to give my own burning sex any attention at all, but I didn’t mind. I was happy to explore another woman for the first time in my life, to taste her salty skin and the smell the pungent aroma of her desire. I could even taste her now, the briny flavor of girl cum mixed with the thin, salty spend of Master’s balls. I swallowed eagerly and lapped at their union, anticipating the moment when her cunt would finally let him go completely.

When it happened, I received a warm baptism of raw sex. My Master’s immense cock pulled free with a gush of fuck juice that soaked my face and hair. His unsheathed penis fell heavily across my open mouth before he stepped away from us and I might have sought more of the animal, except the girl immediately dropped her gaping pussy to my face and covered my mouth completely.

I drank from her, thrusting my stiff tongue inside her loose cunt and being rewarded with more cum than I could possibly hope to swallow. I bathed in their combined fluids, swallowing quickly and begging wordlessly for more. Her labia were long and ruddy, swollen with excitement and I took them into my mouth, chewing and sucking noisily. She pushed herself up and rode my face, grinding her sex against my tongue and her sweaty asshole against my nose. The girl had another orgasm and a fresh flood of tongue curling girl cum assaulted my palate as I struggled to drink and breathe and control the adrenaline that had me shaking beneath her.

“That was good,” she whispered, kissing me as we lay side-by-side some while later. “I’m Marie.”

“I’m Lisa,” I replied, looking into her eyes. They were so dark and blue that they might have been black, but somehow warm and generous as well. I accepted her tongue once more between my lips and imagined I’d never been kissed before in my life.

****

“Oh!” I gasped as I sat up and Marie followed my gaze to see a man standing on the sidewalk outside.

He was staring at us through the plate glass window, ignoring the capering puppies below, and not only him. A woman stood there as well, holding the hands of two children, a boy and a girl. Another man was passing by and he paused even I sat there, glancing through the window, smiling briefly, and then continuing on his way.

“They saw us!” I said, stating the obvious. “They see us! Oh God!”

I had my dress bunched up around my hips, plainly exposing my excited sex. Marie lay on the carpet naked from the waist down and we were both a mess. I’d been drenched with cum and my hair clung to my face and neck, my dress stained and wet enough that my dark nipples were obvious. We were flushed and damp and sticky, and there could be little doubt as to what we’d been doing. I mean, Master was right there too! Licking his cock and balls lazily, ignoring everything else. Had those people watched as he’d fucked the girl?

“So what?” Marie giggled with a wave of her hand. “The door’s locked.”

“But…” I blinked at her.

“I set my own hours anyway,” she said. “And that was sooooo good. Thank you.”

“Uh…” I couldn’t find the words to express my confusion.

“You want something to drink?” Marie asked, rising slowly and looking around for her shorts. “I’ve got a little refrigerator. Coke? Seven-Up?”

“I should go,” I said, feeling nervous and frightened, trying to ignore the people in the window, especially those children, and failing completely. The little boy, perhaps six years old, waved at me and I turned away before he could see the humiliation coloring my cheeks.

“What? Why?” Marie seemed genuinely confused. “You just got here. Come on. There’s a bathroom in the back.”

“But…”

“You need to ask him?” she asked, and I felt drunk.

“Ask him…” I looked at the dog and Master stared back at me until I lowered my eyes.

“It’s okay,” she said. “I understand, believe me. Prince likes to keep a close eye on me too.”

“Prince?” I felt dizzy and hesitated before taking Marie’s hand and letting the girl pull me to my feet.

“My owner,” she nodded. “You’ll meet him. If you haven’t already?”

“I, uh…No…I don’t think so,” I said, answering her strange question, if that’s what it had been.

“He likes blondes,” she said with a laugh. “I keep thinking I’ll dye my hair, but what if he doesn’t like it, you know?”

“I don’t understand,” I said, practically begging for some bit of reasonable information I could hold onto.

“Sorry. It’s kinda hard at first,” Marie offered, holding my hand and leading me towards the back of her store. “Sometimes I forget what it was like being new here.”

“You’re not from here?” I asked, and she smiled at that.

“None of us are from here,” she told me. “Except maybe the dogs.”

“But…” I sighed. “What does that mean?”

“This is their town.” She shrugged and opened a door marked Private. “You can use the bathroom first. I’ll dig up some Cokes. Is diet okay?”

“I guess, uh…” I nodded weakly.

“Great!” Marie smiled and kissed my lips, giving me her tongue for several long heartbeats. “Mmmmm…You taste pretty good, Lisa.”

“Okay,” I breathed, and she laughed, enjoying my confusion, I thought.

****

Marie let me use the bathroom first. It wasn’t much more than a toilet and a sink, but it was clean anyway. I washed my face, trying not to think too much about being a lesbian. I wasn’t gay all of a sudden, was I? Licking and kissing another woman, swallowing her cum and letting her do the same with me…How had that happened, I wondered, but the answer was simple. Master had wanted me to do it, but he hadn’t exactly commanded me either. He hadn’t forced me and neither had Marie and…I’d enjoyed it, but that didn’t make me a lesbian. I hoped.

“He brought you here for a collar, huh?” Marie asked between sips of her soda. She didn’t seem too worried about what we’d done and that made me feel better for some reason.

“I don’t know,” I said, eyeing the collar she wore around her neck. I’d been trying to explain how my Master had sort of led me to the store.

“That’s good,” she said with an enthusiastic smile, reaching for my hand and squeezing it. “You’re lucky. It means he’s keeping you.”

“It does?” I giggled nervously, glancing at Master as he sat nearby, seemingly content to watch and listen while we spoke.

“They’ll fuck any girl they come across,” Marie said with a roll of her eyes. “They’re a lot like boys that way.”

“What?”

“Not every girl. Okay,” she admitted, giggling. “They like pretty as much as anyone else, right?”

“I guess so.” I took a drink from my can to hide my blush. Lisa wasn’t just pretty, she was gorgeous, and the way she looked at me…

“But they only keep the best ones,” she continued, leaning close like we were sharing a secret. “The girls with collars are special to them.”

“Like you?” I asked.

“Like us, Lisa.” Marie giggled and stuck out her tongue. “But yeah, I’m pretty good,” she agreed. “At least none of them ever complain and Prince…Hmmmm…” She sighed happily and teased me with a playful expression. “He treats me nice.”

“Your owner,” I said slowly, and Marie nodded. “But what about everyone else?” I wondered. “I mean, the whole town…”

“Knows,” she said. “Everybody knows, Lisa. It’s kind of hard to keep it a secret.”

“I don’t even know what ‘it’ is!” I said with a frustrated laugh.

“It isn’t anything,” she shrugged. “You’ll see. The dogs like girls and we like them and…”

“Why?” I asked. “I was a virgin before I came here. I didn’t even want sex, but now…”

“You’re thinking about it all the time?” She grinned at me and I blushed. “All you want to do is fuck, right? You want his cock right now, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” I whispered, looking down at my Diet-Coke. I’d been thinking about fucking my Master ever since I’d come out of the bathroom after washing my face.

“Your bonding with him.”

“Bonding?”

“Well, that’s what I call it,” she said. “The more he fucks you, the more you’ll want it, believe me.”

“Oh.”

“You didn’t like it at first, did you” she asked, and the look on my face was enough. “Prince raped me too. I think he fucked me ten times that first night. Just over and over, I couldn’t make him stop.”

Her eyes had a faraway look, but they were shining at the memory. Marie wasn’t angry about what had happened to her, not even a little sad. She was smiling.

“I was nineteen and I’d just gotten off the bus, like the next day.” She looked at me and shrugged. “I used to have a boyfriend. A serious one and I always thought he’d be the first. On our wedding night, you know?”

“You were a virgin?”

“I was,” she said. “Prince didn’t care. He fucked the cherry out of me all night long.”

“Like me,” I breathed.

“Yeah,” Marie said, smiling into my eyes. “He owns you now, Lisa. You can’t help it, and you know what?”

“What?”

“You don’t want to,” she said. “You wouldn’t change the way you feel for anything.”

“No,” I admitted after a moment’s reflection. “I probably wouldn’t.”

“I know you wouldn’t. So go ahead,” she jerked her head towards Master. “Fuck him. Get it out of your system for a little bit.”

“Out of my system?” I laughed and as much as I wanted to get on my hands and knees right then, I wasn’t sure I could. That would have been really strange, except then I remembered everything we’d already done and strange is all relative.

“Don’t worry,” Marie said, reaching up to stroke my cheek. “I know what it’s like in the beginning. It gets easier though, you’ll see.”

“I don’t know,” I sighed, thinking she was only talking about the sex, but she wasn’t. Or at least not only that.

“I couldn’t go anywhere without Prince for the first week or so,” she explained. “If I didn’t see him I’d get frightened, like I wouldn’t see him again.”

“Exactly,” I agreed.

“I needed to be with him and I wanted to make him happy. I wanted him to teach me, you know?”

“I know.”

“It’s like being addicted, isn’t it?” she asked, and I smiled at that.

“You think it is?” I wondered. “I mean, like in their, um…sperm or whatever?”

“Their cum?” Marie laughed at me. “I guess it could be, but it’s a lot more than just sex.”

“What is it then?” I felt kind of embarrassed, but I knew she wasn’t being mean. She wasn’t teasing me or being deliberately obtuse.

“I dunno.” She shrugged and looked at my Master. “Mind control maybe.”

“Mind control?” I smiled at that idea, but…

“Or maybe they can just pick out the girls who need them,” Marie suggested. “Like they can smell what we really are.”

“Ummm…” I giggled. “Okay. What are we?”

“Bitches,” Marie said with a grin, like it was obvious. “Come on. Let’s see what kind of collar he wants you to wear.”

“You really think that’s why he brought me here?”

“Pretty sure,” she said. “Don’t believe me? Ask him.”

“What?” I laughed. “Like…bark?”

“No, silly! Just ask. He knows what we’re saying.”

“How?”

“I dunno,” she said. “Who cares how? Ask him.”

“Uhhh…” I made a face, feeling kind of foolish talking to the dog in front of her, but I’d talked to him a lot over the weekend. “Do you want me to get a collar, Master?”

“Master?” Marie smiled at me. “Cool name.”

“Woof!” The dog stood up and started walking towards a metal rack, one of those circular kind with an assortment of collars hanging from it.

“Still don’t believe me?” Marie teased.

“I didn’t say I don’t believe you,” I said. “I just…This is really weird.”

“No doubt!” She giggled happily.

I did get a collar, going through the rack one by one, holding each of them up for my Master’s inspection until he barked and wagged his tail.

“This one?” I asked, holding a thin, leather collar and he barked again.

“That’ll go nice with your eyes,” Marie decided.

“I thought dogs are color blind?”

“Maybe they are,” she said. “So it’s just the same sort of grey for him or something.”

“Hmmm…” I guessed that sorta made sense, but it still made me uneasy that he’d happened to pick a collar the same shade of blue as my eyes.

“Here…Let me have it,” Marie said. “I’ll put it on for you.”

“Okaaaay! Oof!” I grunted with surprise as Master tackled me around the waist, pushing me down from behind.

“Whoops! I think he wants to fuck you first,” my new friend said, and I looked up at her with a grimace.

“You…Ugh! Ow! Think?” I asked kinda sarcastically, and Marie just laughed, yanking my dress up my back and out of the way.

“Better get used to that, Lisa.”

“Whaaaah! What?” I winced as the dog’s rock hard prick stabbed at my sex blindly, seeking the entrance to my womb.

“Getting fucked out of the blue,” she said. “It’s pretty fun though.”

“Ye ah ehhhh ah!” I sorta groaned in agreement as my Master’s cock found my pussy and about eight inches of dog prick suddenly stretched my cunt in every imaginable direction.

“Here…Let’s get this collar on while he’s fucking you, huh?” Marie suggested. “It’s kinda romantic that way.”

“Ohhh…” I nodded, but mostly I just pushed myself backwards to meet the dog, rolling my hips and wanting to grind my quivering cunt on his cock forever.

I’d been dying for it, to tell the truth, much like Marie had said earlier. I needed to be fucked and if Master hadn’t taken me right then, I’d have had to find some way to entice him into giving me the sex I craved. I just couldn’t believe the animal’s stamina, or mine for that matter. We’d fucked all weekend, a dozen times easily, even more than that, and now we were doing it again. Didn’t he ever run out of steam? I hoped not!

Marie fitted the color to my neck, threading the leather through the buckle so that it felt comfortably snug. I tried to stay still for her, but having something like 120 pounds of dog slamming a huge cock deep inside my pussy didn’t make that easy. My Master could drive me across the store if he wanted, clawing into the carpet with his rear paws and cinching my waist tightly with his forelegs. I already had some rug burns on my knees and elbows and I really had to brace myself against the constant pounding…especially when that wonderful knot started popping in and out of my pussy. All he wanted to do was lock me up tight and that experience always made me cum hard.

“You look so beautiful when he fucks you,” Marie whispered, stroking my blonde hair and kissing my face.

“Mmmm…” I sighed into her mouth, returning her kiss awkwardly with the dog’s bony chin on my shoulder, his chest covering my back. He still pumped his cock inside me, and the knot as well because it hadn’t quite grown real big yet. Soon though, any second, and then…I gasped as my Master’s powerful haunches yanked me away from Marie’s lips with a sharp tug of my over-stuffed pussy. The knot was inside me and wouldn’t come out, at least not easily, and just like that we were locked together once more.

“That’s it, Lisa,” the girl soothed me with her voice and hands, reaching beneath to cup my full breasts and squeeze them through my dress. “Let him cum. Let him fill you up now. You’re going to give him lots of puppies, aren’t you? Just let him cum inside you.”

“Wha-What?” I blinked at her, feeling dazed and delirious as multiple orgasms rocked my body.

I had no idea what Marie was talking about and trying to understand her right then would have been pointless. So, I just closed my eyes and let her make out with me while Master’s cock spilled his hot seed deep inside my belly. The knot would ensured that it stayed there for a good ten minutes or more and that was always the best part.

****

“Uh…Hello,” I said as I emerged from the small restroom in Marie’s pet shop.

“Hi,” the girl replied, and that’s exactly what she was.

I mean, she couldn’t have been more than sixteen, I thought, but she stood there with a dog as large as my Master and a collar around her neck. A pink collar to go with her lip gloss and fingernails, and tiny toenails as it turned out when I noticed her feet. She wore sandals and a short pleated skirt and a cardigan sweater buttoned only enough to keep her braless breasts from falling completely free. She was obscenely cute and very sexy the way a girl her age probably shouldn’t be.

If I’m to be honest, she reminded me of myself at that age, and that hadn’t been so long ago at all. We could have been sisters, but for the color of her eyes and the tiny cleft in her chin.

“That’s her, huh?” the girl asked Marie, who was busy handling one of the puppies in the window.

“That’s Lisa.” Marie looked up at me with a smile. “This is Kristal.”

“With a K,” she said. “This is Mover.”

“Mover?” I looked at her dog and he could have been Master’s twin. He had the same black fur, intelligent amber eyes, and must have weighed twice as much as Kristal. The dogs were sniffing each other and I hoped they wouldn’t fight, that would have been a disaster! But they didn’t seem to be growling or anything.

“Earth Mover.” She giggled and her green eyes softened beneath her blonde bangs. For a moment there I’d gotten the impression that she didn’t like me all that much.

“That’s cool,” I said, wanting to be friends.

Like it or not, and as ludicrous as it seemed, I’d obviously joined some sort of club or intimate circle of girls owned by dogs. I decided I had to make the best of it until I could figure out what was really going on. Marie seemed to know a lot and perhaps this Kristal with a K did as well. Either way, it wasn’t like I had too many friends in that odd little town, was it?

“What’s your owner’s name?” she asked.

“I just call him Master,” I shrugged, finding it strange how we could both accept that word ‘owner’ so casually.

“That’s awesome,” Kristal smiled. “He’s fucked me before.”

“He did?” I blinked at her, but she ignored my surprise.

“I saw you before at the Sears, right?”

“I work there, yeah.”

“Yeah,” she agreed. “I figured you were a bitch.”

“Ummm…” I narrowed my eyes and she laughed.

“I mean the good kind,” she said quickly. “I know you’re not bitchy or whatever.”

“Oh.”

“You’re really pretty though,” she decided. “Shelly’s gonna hate you.”

“Who?” I narrowed my eyes at the girl, but she ignored my question.

“Marie said you’re cool.”

“She is cool,” Marie insisted, holding two squirming puppies up for a couple girls on the other side of the window to admire.

“Fucking hot too.” Kristal grinned, looking me up and down. “You know we all do it, right?”

“Ummm…Do what?”

“Do each other,” she said with a lick of her lips. “Do you like me?”

“Uh…”

“Give her a break already.” Marie rolled her eyes and pushed a puppy into Kristal’s hands. “You sound like a slut.”

“I do not!” She frowned and looked at me. “Do I?”

“I wouldn’t even know,” I said, not wanting to get in trouble with either of them.

“Ha! See?” Kristal stuck her tongue out at Marie and the older girl kissed it quickly. “We’re gonna fuck anyway, you know.”

All of this seemed kind of insane to me.

“Who’s puppies are these anyway?” Kristal wondered, lifting the one she held up to her nose and tickling his tummy.

“They’re mine!” Marie said, kind of indignantly or something. She gave a puppy to me and they were definitely very cute. Black all over and feisty, with sharp new teeth and tiny claws.

“I thought maybe they were Wendy’s,” Kristal said. “They kinda look like her.”

“Shut-up!” Marie laughed. “Wendy just had hers, like a week ago.”

“Who’s Wendy?” I wondered, looking for a real explanation because nothing they were saying made a lot of sense.

“You’ll meet her,” Kristal promised. “She’s a cheerleader.”

“Oh,” I nodded, wondering what that had to do with anything.

“I’m gonna be one,” the girl continued. “Next year. I’m just in ninth grade right now.”

“Kristal’s fifteen,” Marie told me. “But she acts a lot younger.”

“Okay.” I nodded, giving the girl another look up and down. I wasn’t sure about her personality, but kristal’s body seemed awfully grown up for a fifteen-year-old. She wasn’t very tall, perhaps, but she had some serious tits, real hips, and a sweet round ass.

“What? Fuck you!” She made a face. “I’m normal. Wendy acts like she’s eight.”

“Wendy’s another bitch,” Marie said. “Like us. Windsor owns her.”

“Wendy and Windsor!” Kristal giggled. “She’s kind of an airhead.”

“I think your mom’s looking for you,” Marie said with a teasing smile.

The girl rolled her eyes. They pale green and flecked with gold. Cat eyes, I thought, and rather striking with her high cheeks and pretty mouth. Kristal should have been a model or something, but I could have said the same about Marie. What were the odds of two girls looking like that, three girls, if you counted me, living in a small town in the middle of nowhere?

“Are all these puppies male?” I asked. There were five of them, counting the two that Kristal and Marie were holding.

“Of course,” Marie nodded. “That’s all we can have.”

“Huh?” I smiled at her, not getting it at all. “Why? What happens to girl puppies?”

“You sound like Wendy now.” Kristal grinned at me.

“There are no girl puppies,” Marie said. “There’s no female dogs anywhere in town.”

“But…” I stared at the puppies for a second. “Then where did these come from?”

“They’re mine,” the woman said, and Kristal giggled.

“What did you think we were talking about?” she asked.

“I don’t know what we’re talking about,” I confessed, but I had an idea and I swallowed hard as Marie nodded her head.

“They’re my babies,” she told me. “I’ll have to start giving them away soon, but I don’t want to yet.”

“Yours?” I swallowed hard.

“Me and Prince,” she said. “My second litter.”

“A nice one too,” Kristal sighed. “Five puppies. Can you believe that? I only had three.”

“That’s not bad,” Marie told her. “Wendy only had two.”

“The first litter is always small anyway.” Kristal shrugged and looked at me. “Are you in heat yet?”

“Me? What?” I looked between the two girls, thinking they must be playing some sort of joke on me. Teasing me or something. Girls don’t have puppies.

“No, she’s not in heat,” Marie said, retrieving her puppy from my hands. He’d fallen asleep.

“How do you know?” Kristal asked and then snorted. “You checked, huh? And you’re calling me a slut? Yeah right!”

“I didn’t have to check. Lisa just got here, remember?”

“But you did anyway,” Kristal insisted. “I know you.”

“Well…” Marie grinned. “She is pretty fuckable, Kris.”

“Ha! Now we gotta do it,” Kristal decided with a giggle, giving me her eyes and smallish dimples.

The girl was extremely cute, as I said, and well developed, no doubt about that. I still couldn’t imagine her fucking that huge dog though. I mean, Kristal must have stood six inches shorter than me and I doubted she weighed more than 90 pounds soaking wet. But Mover was every bit as large as my Master, and she’d fucked him as well?

The idea stirred up something in me, I’ll admit that. Seeing my owner fucking her horny little pussy? Why did that perverse idea turn me on? Why would I ever want to see it? I wanted to kiss her too, I realized with something like shock. Kristal’s pouting pink mouth and her obviously swollen nipples, her soft tummy and the sexy swell of her teenage cunt hidden beneath her skirt. I felt suddenly overwhelmed with desire and nearby I could see my Master’s tail wagging, thumping the floor as he stared at me.

“My Master wants to watch me fuck you,” I whispered, scarcely believing I could say such a thing.

“I know,” Kristal agreed, staring into my eyes. “Mover wants to watch us too.”

“You guys take it someplace else,” Marie interrupted us. “I need to close up before my owner comes looking for me.”

“You wanna go to my house?” Kristal asked me, and I nodded.

“What about, um…your parents?” I asked, feeling my tummy tingle with excited butterflies.

“It’s not up to them,” she said. “Come on. I really wanna do it now.”

“Me too,” I agreed, unable to focus my mind on anything but the idea of fucking and seeing fucked this fifteen year old girl. I wasn’t the only one who would be having sex with Kristal, I knew Master wanted her as well, just as her dog probably wanted me.

“Come by the store tomorrow, Lisa,” Marie told me. “Prince will want to meet you too.”

“Okay,” I said, blinking at her as the woman smiled. I could barely concentrate on what she was saying.

“You’ll be okay,” she promised. “You just have to get used to it, that’s all.”

Marie kissed me deeply, filling my mouth with her tongue for a long moment before Kristal demanded a goodbye kiss of her own. Marie gave it to her and I watched the dark haired woman making out with the blonde haired girl while my heart ached with lust.

It couldn’t be mine though, I thought. The desire that burned like a fire in my belly had to come from someplace else. Someone else. I’d been hypnotized, it seemed to me. My dog, my Master, had somehow put me under some sort of spell, but that seemed ridiculous. Maybe the woman, Marie, had done it. Or Kristal? I’d been fine until she’d shown up, or if not fine, at least not quite so…horny. God! What was wrong with me? I couldn’t focus on anything except the desperate ache to have sex.

“They can make you feel anything they want,” Kristal said, as if reading my mind. “Your owner especially, but the other ones too.”

“Really?” I held her hand as we walked down the street following our two dogs. Every now and then one of the animals would glance back at us and I felt something like impatience. Kristal too perhaps as we both started walking a little faster.

“The more you’re around them, the stronger it gets,” she whispered. “You’ll see.”

Just as she was saying that we were walking past the only Seven-Eleven in town and three guys were hanging out in front, smoking and eyeing us with interest.

They were probably in high school and one of them said, “Hey, Kris. What’s up?”

“Who’s your friend?” another asked, and I ignored them. They weren’t being jerks about it at least, not treating us to some of the juvenile come-ons I’d gotten back home.

Kristal just sorta waved, but didn’t say anything until we’d crossed the street. “That’s the one nice thing about being owned,” she told me. “The guys pretty much leave us alone.”

“They do?”

“Oh yeah.” She grinned at me. “Everybody knows what a collar means.”

“Ummm…What’s it mean?” I wondered with a nervous giggle.

“They can’t fuck with you,” she shrugged.

“Oh. Like teasing or whatever?”

“Noooo…” she laughed. “Like they can’t fuck with you.”

“Why?”

“Why?” Kristal rolled her eyes. “Because you’re a bitch. Your owner fucks you now, and the other dogs sometimes, but no boys.”

“You don’t have a boyfriend?”

“Why would I want one?” she asked with a snort, and then got serious. “Your owner’s not going to let you have a boyfriend. They get really jealous of that, so don’t even talk to a guy unless you have to.”

“What, um…” I glanced at my Master and he turned his head, like he knew we were talking about him, giving me a long stare until I looked down.

“What if you do?” Kristal asked. “You’ll probably get punished and that sucks.”

“Punished?” I almost smiled. “By a dog?”

“By your owner,” she said, emphasizing the word.

“Punished how?” I asked. “Is he gonna spank me or something?”

“Don’t laugh,” she warned me, shaking her head. “I told you, they can make you feel anything they want, and not only the nice stuff, you know?”

“Hmmm…” I didn’t know, but I didn’t think I was going to get any real answers from the girl and my head was swimming anyway.

Being outside helped. The fresh air and sunshine and all that, but my excitement hadn’t diminished at all. I found myself looking at Kristal from the corner of my eye, admiring her pretty face and especially her body, and trying to imagine what she’d look like with my Master’s cock stuffed inside her little cunt. That’s what my thoughts were like too. I mean, they were graphic and vulgar the way they’d never been before. I wanted to see this girl dripping cum from her well-fucked hole, panting and flushed and sucking a swollen dog cock while I tongue fucked her asshole. I wanted to eat her out while Kristal’s owner slammed his prick so far into my pussy I could taste it when he started cumming.

Those were the sorts of images that flashed through my brain and I knew they weren’t mine. They couldn’t be mine. I’d never imagined such things in my life until today and I wondered if Kristal had the same thoughts.

“What are you thinking about?” I asked her after a minute of walking in silence.

“We’re almost there,” she told me. “I live just around the corner.”

“Okay, but…What are you thinking?” I asked again, really wanting to know if it was just me.

“You mean, am I thinking about sex?”

“Yeah,” I said, clearing my throat. “Are you?”

“Oh yeah.” She nodded and then smiled at me. “I want to suck Mover’s cum out of your pussy.”

“Me too,” I breathed. “I want to fuck your tongue.”

“Yeah.” She squeezed my hand in hers. “See? That’s what they can do to us. Walk faster.”

“Let’s run,” I suggested, and we must have been going crazy.

****

“Mom? This is Lisa,” Kristal said, introducing me as we walked through the kitchen, red faced and slightly out of breath.

“Oh. Hi, Lisa.” The woman smiled at me, but mostly she watched the two large dogs padding into the house like they owned it.

“Hi,” I said, feeling suddenly self-conscious and wanting to touch my collar for some reason.

“We’re gonna go fuck,” Kristal said, pulling me along behind her. “We’ll be down in a little bit.”

“Okay, um…” Her mother nodded. “I’ll fix you guys a little snack or something. Are you staying for dinner, Lisa?”

“Ummm…” I just looked at her over my shoulder, still trying to understand that this ninth grader had just told her mom we were going to have sex. She’d even used the F word.

“Her owner’s gonna stay too, Mom,” Kristal yelled, as we were already in the next room and headed up the stairs.

“Alright, dear,” the woman answered.

“Don’t worry about her,” Kristal told me with a grin. “Mom’s totally devoted.”

“Devoted?” I laughed and bobbled my head on my shoulders. “This is too weird.”

“Our owners rule this town,” she said. “And you know what?”

“What?”

“That means we rule it too!” Kristal laughed, pushing me into her bedroom and the dogs were already waiting for us.

I pulled my dress over my head, not bothering with the buttons, and of course, I still wore nothing beneath it. My nipples were fat and dark, itching like my pussy as I rubbed myself slowly. Kristal pulled her skirt down and kicked it away, then her baby blue panties which were damp with excitement. I stared at her hairless pussy, the swell of her prominent mound and the smallish lips that lined her thin slit. She had nice legs and a small, soft tummy, but her tits were nearly as large as mine, firm and round and blessed with fat, pink nipples.

We openly admired each other for a few seconds, licking our lips and smiling. For being just fifteen, Kristal looked gorgeous to me and apparently my Master thought so too. He pressed his nose against the girl’s sex, licking at her skin and growling softly until she knelt for him on the carpet of her bedroom. I did the same thing as Mover gave me his attentions, licking my pussy from behind as I got on my hands and knees beside Kristal.

The dogs seemed content to lap at our cunts and I spread my legs for Mover as his tongue split my labia and tickled my thrumming clit. I kept my head turned to the left, staring at Kristal as she looked at me and soon we were kissing, making out passionately while our owners enjoyed the flavor of our arousal.

Everything seemed slow and deliberate then, and nothing like I’d been expecting during the long walk to Kristal’s house. I’d imagined a frenzy of fucking, but we only kissed, shoulder-to-shoulder as we knelt there. Her tongue would tease mine and I’d suck on it before chasing it inside the girl’s sweet mouth. We giggled and moaned, smiled and gasped, rocking our hips and moving beneath the wonderful sensations of being eaten to orgasm by two large dogs.

I know I came several times, just the small ones that teased me more than satisfied my desires. I thought Kristal had cum as well, but I didn’t know her well enough yet to be sure. She knew how to kiss though! God! I wondered if I was turning lesbian. I’d had sex with Marie earlier and now I was necking with Kristal. Two girls in one day. What did that mean? Nothing probably, except our owners seemed to like seeing us together like that. If what she’d said about not being allowed boyfriends was true, I decided I could live with that rule. So long as I could fuck canine cock everyday and make out with girls like Marie and Kristal every now and then…Why would I ever need a boyfriend?

“Ahhhmmmm…” My sharp gasp at the sensation of Mover’s cock stabbing into my cunt turned into a long sigh of pleasure.

“Yessss…” Kristal hissed beside me, and I giggled weakly, watching her face contort with pleasure.

Master had mounted her at the same time Mover had mounted me, and now were being fucked together. The cock inside me felt a little different than my Master’s, but I honestly wouldn’t have been able to tell the difference if I’d been blindfolded. At least not from what I felt in my pussy. They were very different in other ways though. Master liked to drop his head next to mine and I missed the feeling of his bony chin digging into my shoulder. Mover kept his head up the whole time and his forelegs gripped me lower around my hips. It felt pretty good and I wasn’t complaining, but the experience was definitely different.

Beside me, I could see my Master’s face next to Kristal’s, her dirty blonde hair falling over his dark fur while he thrust his cock inside her cunt hard and fast. She gasped loudly every time too, like a little steam engine chugging along about a hundred miles an hour. She looked so small like that, much too small for the huge dog that held her around the waist. Like he did with me, Master forced the poor girl to support his considerable weight. I could see her arms shaking with the effort as Kristal refused to give in to the pressure and collapse completely onto the floor.

I felt much the same way. I’d locked my elbows and arched my back, pushing myself against the dog inside me as I felt the bulge growing at the base of his prick. Mover pushed the knot inside me and a second later he yanked it back out, over and over he did that, teasing me and making me cum with a delicious rush of heat. He took a little longer than my Master usually did, or perhaps Mover’s knot was simply a bit smaller than the other dog’s, but either way it was almost torturous how good that felt. The distinctive, endless popping sensation threatened to destroy what little sanity I had left. I wanted him locked inside me and every time the animal jammed his prick deep, I’d push myself backwards in an effort to keep him there.

It happened eventually, although I had no concept of time by then. Had we been fucking for minutes or hours? I couldn’t tell. My pussy throbbed with a dull ache, something like a cramp except much better. The dog’s penis was trapped inside me, the full length of him stretching my tender vagina with the tip of his cock jammed into the very bottom of my sex. I could feel him, stiff and hard like a bone, unyielding even as my cunt seemed to coil around him like a snake, squeezing the hot juices from the animal’s balls, pulling his sperm into my womb. I fell onto my face, feeling my tits flattened beneath our combined weight, as I came again and again.

My orgasms seemed endless and I’d forgotten all about Kristal until she kissed me weakly on the lips. She’d given up trying to support my Master and I smiled at the dreamy look on her flushed face. I knew she’d taken his knot and my owner had already turned himself around the way he liked after locking up his bitch. Mover seemed to be happy right where he was though, but at least he’d let me go and now stood on his own four feet, straddling me with his cock buried in my pussy. That felt pretty comfortable for me and I wiggled my butt just to feel the soft fur of his belly against my skin.

“Your owner’s got a big dick,” Kristal whispered. “God! It feels good.”

“So does yours,” I replied breathlessly. “He fucked me nice.”

“Hmmm…” The girl smiled at that and soon we were kissing again, making out lazily while we waited for the dogs to pull themselves free of our pussies.

Mover’s knot shrank a little quicker than Master’s, or maybe it only seemed that way since I was three years older and somewhat more fully grown than Kristal. She must have been truly stuffed with my Master’s huge cock and swollen knot. I could hear and see the jolt of discomfort she felt when the dog tested their union, but I’m sure it wasn’t that painful. The girl, like me, was floating on a cloud of endorphins and adrenaline after a good fifteen or twenty minutes of being royally sucked and fucked.

Anyway, when Mover pulled his cock free of my pussy with a long, deliberate tug that seemed to turn my vulva inside out for a moment, I knew what I wanted to do…What the dogs wanted me to do. I gasped and winced and held my breath against the sensation. When I felt that weird pop of the knot squeezing past the mouth of my cunt, I covered myself with my hand, trying to hold all of our fuck juices inside me.

I moved as quickly as I could, feeling stiff and sore as my muscles complained after being stuck in one position for too long. I ignored all that and Kristal was waiting for me, hungry to drink the heady mix of dog and girl cum from my splayed sex. I brought my pussy to her face as she still knelt on the floor, still impaled on Master’s prick, and took her cheeks in my hands. The dogs watched us, Mover sitting nearby and occasionally licking at his still exposed cock, and my Master twisting his head to look over his shoulder. They both wanted this, I somehow knew, and their tails wagged and their eyes seemed filled with an alien intelligence I didn’t understand.

“Lick me,” I breathed. “Suck the cum out of me, Kristal.”

“Mmmph!” she agreed quickly, and I didn’t have to make the girl do anything. Kristal pressed her open mouth to my cunt, stabbing her tongue into the soggy cum-filled mess eagerly. The wet noises of her sucking and swallowing filled the bedroom and were punctuated by the occasional gasp and groan when Master would try and pull free of her sex.

“Does it taste good?” I asked her, panting the words as my own excitement threatened to peak once again.

The girl was too busy French kissing my pussy to answer, pushing her pink tongue as far inside my cunt as she could get it and nursing on the ripe flavor of my recent fuck with her owner. I hunched my hips and played with Kristal’s dirty blonde hair, keeping it out of her face so I could watch those sexy green eyes shine with lust.

Soon enough, my Master was able to pull his shrinking knot loose and the rest of his generous prick with it. We turned quickly then, knowing what our owners wanted – What we wanted, because there couldn’t possibly be any difference. Kristal covered my face with her gaping pussy, dropping her body atop mine as I hugged her tightly. We grappled in a desperate sixty-nine, sucking each other off and only barely conscious of the watchful eyes of the dogs. Why they enjoyed seeing two girls do such a thing, I couldn’t have guessed, but it seemed obvious that they did.

They would bark softly, giving us their approval, and occasionally bending their heads to lick our skin. Mover pressed his nose against Kristal’s asshole as I pulled her firm butt cheeks apart, giving the animal access to her dainty hole. He was thinking about fucking her there, I thought, and I sucked her clitoris while the dog’s rough tongue lapped at her tight sphincter.

Kristal played with my ass too, pulling at my legs to get my butt rolled upward and I moaned into her pussy when I felt the girl’s tongue playing with my virgin anus. Soon enough my Master had joined her and his tongue replaced hers, teasing my asshole and trying to worm its way inside while I tried to curl myself into a ball beneath Kristal’s trembling body. She’d gone back to licking my pussy and I’d started pushing a finger into her tight little ass. I nibbled her labia, sucking and chewing gently while I fucked my middle finger into her silky soft rectum, enjoying the sensation of her butt clasped tightly around my wriggling digit.

She was amazingly tight in there, as I’m sure my own innocent hole must have felt for her. I couldn’t imagine the dogs trying to fuck either of us in the ass, but I had the unmistakable desire to try it. Someday, the voice in my head whispered, my owner was going to drive his prick inside my asshole and that insane thought was enough to make me cum again.

****

“Aren’t you going to take a shower or anything?” I asked Kristal, watching as she pulled a fresh t-shirt out of her dresser.

“Nah.” She scrunched up her nose. “I like being messy after I fuck.”

“Oh.” I nodded and she grinned at me.

“Don’t you think sex oughta be messy?”

“I guess, yeah, but…” I glanced at her bedroom door. “What about your mom?”

“I never asked,” Kristal replied. “She probably likes it messy too.”

“Huh! Shut-up!” I rolled my eyes. “You know what I mean.”

“You just gotta relax,” she sighed. “Get dressed too. We’re hungry.”

Mover thumped his tail when his bitch said that and Master had picked up my yellow summer dress with his mouth. He dropped it at my feet with an impatient growl and I could almost hear him urging me to hurry up. Kristal’s mom had been busy while her daughter and I had been fucking and the scent of something warm and delicious seemed to fill the entire house. I found my mouth watering and my stomach growled, but I hadn’t been that hungry a second ago.

The dog was doing it, I realized. He could make me feel hungry just as easily as he could make me feel horny. Kristal had told me that before, but now I finally believed her. I mean, I accepted it, you know? I didn’t have a choice and as I dressed quickly, my desire for food only grew. I found it sort of annoying actually and I’d never been so hungry in my life.

“Stop it,” I said to my Master. “Please? I get it. You’re hungry.”

“He just wants to make a point,” Kristal giggled. “Ready? Come on. I think Mom made some soup for us.”

It turned out to be some sort of stew, actually, and it tasted wonderful! I ate like a pig; we all did as Kristal’s mother had even prepared a couple large bowls for the dogs. What she might have thought of us sitting down at her kitchen table reeking of sex, I had no idea. I still had Mover’s cum inside me, mixed with my own, and it leaked steadily from my pussy while I stuffed my face. My dress was hopeless, my body felt sticky all over, and the new scratches on my hips burned and itched. My hair felt thick and dirty, clinging to my neck and shoulders. I was a genuine mess, no doubt about it, and Kristal looked just as bad.

Her mom didn’t seem to care though. She didn’t do anything but stand there and smile, asking us if we wanted more, pouring glasses of milk for us, fussing over the smallest thing. She acted more like a maid or something and I wasn’t very comfortable with any of it, but I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to be rude and Kristal acted like everything was perfectly normal, and who knows? Maybe it was.

“Shoot.” I frowned at the clock above the stove. “I have to go to work.”

“You do?” Kristal frowned as well. “Skip out. You can hang out here tonight.”

“I skipped out on school today,” I sighed, and then looked at Master, knowing whose fault that had been.

“Me too!” Kristal giggled and her mom didn’t say a word. My parents would have killed me if I’d skipped school in ninth grade, or any grade for that matter.

“Can I go to work, Master?” I asked, feeling only slightly silly talking to a dog. Nobody else seemed to notice anything out of the ordinary, however. Kristal’s mom was washing dishes while Mover licked a bit of stew from the corners of her daughter’s mouth.

Master tilted his head as if thinking about it and finally gave me a soft “Woof,” in reply. That meant yes. I’d have to run home first and clean myself up. I had a puddle of cum between my thighs and beneath my butt. I hoped the woman wouldn’t mind too much and under normal circumstances, I would have died of embarrassment, but not now. I didn’t even know what normal was anymore.

“Okay.” I nodded, sitting up a little straighter and offering Kristal’s mom a cautious smile. “Thank you for, uh…lunch? Dinner? It was really good.”

“Oh! You’re welcome,” she practically gushed. “Come by anytime, Lisa. You don’t have to be shy around here.”

“Mom’s so devoted.” Kristal giggled and I still hadn’t figured out what that word meant.

Being kissed goodbye in front of Kristal’s mom was a little strange, especially when the girl reached between us to squeeze my left breast while I sucked her tongue.

“Come over after work,” she suggested. “Ask Master if it’s okay with him. We can fuck all night if you want.”

“Alright, uh…” I glanced at her mom and she smiled at me, nodding her head enthusiastically. “I’ll ask him.”

“Cool,” Kristal breathed and then kissed me again. I thought Mover might have been teasing the girl a little, but my Master hadn’t given me any strange ideas…yet.

“I’ll see you later,” I promised, and gave her mom a little wave as I followed my owner outside. This had definitely been the strangest day of my life.

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