The Lesson
By CaptainCooker.
Call him, tell him you have had too much to drink, you are going to have your friend Dottie drive you to her house to stay the night, you be home in the morning. Being ever reluctant, my wife started to resist, but Dottie would have none of it. “Call him cunt, or you will be sorry.” She called me, told me the story, and I told her, “Great, I will see her tomorrow.”
No, that was not so hard, was it, baby? Dottie said to my wife, “C’mon, get into the truck. Don’t bother dressing. Just bring your clothes.” My wife grabbed her clothes and climbed into the truck naked.
Dottie lived about a half hour away in a secluded farmhouse.
As Dottie stopped the truck, Dee wondered what she had gotten herself into. Dottie reached over, pulled Dee to her, and kissed her hard, pulling the back of her head to her, forcing her to accept Dottie’s tongue into her mouth. She could smell her pussy on Dottie’s breath. C’mon honey, the night is young.
As they entered the farmhouse, Dee could not help but notice the lesbian art and other items in the house. Dottie said, “Just throw your clothes over there,” She added, “you won’t need them tonight. Hungry?”
“No, thank you,” Dee said.
“Well, I’m going to grab something. I’m going to need the energy!”
Dee felt very awkward not having clothes on, but Dottie had gone into another room, so for the moment, it was bearable.
That didn’t last for long. Dottie came out naked as well, her saggy big tits swaying. She told Dee to take her hand. There is something I want to show you. They walked into a dark room. Dee could not see a thing. Dottie shut and then latched the door. Then she turned the light on, and the sight made Dee’s blood run cold. The room looked like something out of a Medevil dungeon! Whips, chains, cables, straps, and all kinds and sizes of dildos and sex toys.
“No, no, I’m not doing this. I’m getting out of here, said Dee. As she went by Dottie, she felt a sharp jab of a needle in her shoulder. “I don’t think so, baby,” said Dottie.
Dee woke up strapped down on a table, her legs strapped in stirrups, exposing her pussy and asshole to Dottie.”Sorry about that, but I can’t have you leave until you are fully trained!
I’m going to give you some small things to remember this by. “What, what are you going to do?” asked Dee.
“I’m just going to give you some jewelry. I know you like jewelry, right?”
“Yeah,” said Dee.
Dottie turned to a table and turned to produce some alcohol, which she rubbed on Dee’s pussy. “Wait, you said jewelry!”
“Well, baby, a clit ring IS jewelry.”
“NO,” cried Dee. “No!”
But Dottie got a forceps and pulled Dee’s clit out into the light. Holding the forceps, they pierced the hood with a 14g needle. Dee let out a bloodcurdling scream, crying. “The worst is over, baby. The burning is just the alcohol. It will pass.” Dottie pulled a solid gold clir ring out of the door and threaded it through Dee’s clit! “Beautiful, baby, you should see it. A little piece of gold peeking out of your bush!”
Dee’s tears started to subside. ”thank god that’s over.”
“Well, almost,” said Dottie.
“What? No more… No more!”
“Well, just a little more, honey. Have I told you how much I love those big, hard nipples of yours? They are hard all the time!”
“Yeah, from breastfeeding,” says Dee.
Dotties start wiping down Dee’s nipples with alcohol. By now, Dee knew what was coming next.
“Please don’t hurt me,” said Dee.
“Pain and pleasure, baby. Pain and pleasure.” With that, Dottie grabbed Dee’s tit and pierced her nipple with the same 14g needle, threaded a gold nipple ring in it, and then did the other. “See, that wasn’t so bad. I put some lidocaine gel on your nipples.”
“Are we done?” asked Dee.
“For now, baby.”
“Can I get up, please?”
“Not quite yet, my little slut.”
With that, Dottie removed the part of the table supporting Dee’s head, causing Dee’s head to drop over the table. Her head was just below waist height now. Time for your first lesson, bitch. With that, Dottie walked over, spread her thick thighs, and covered Dee’s face. You want to breathe again. “You better start eating my pussy, bitch.” Dee struggled. She wasn’t a lesbian, and she would never do this, but she could not breathe. Her mouth and nose were covered by Dottie’s hairy, gushy pussy!
“Stick out your tongue. Get it in my pussy, and start eating, or so help me, I’ll bury you where no one will find you,” said Dottie.
With that, Dee’s head started to bob from side to side, darting her tongue in and out of the gash covering her face.
“That’s it, baby, almost here, almost…” Finally, Dottie let out a guttural grunt, and her juices sprayed all over Dee’s face and hair! “Oh yeah, baby. You are a good little pussy eater! Now, let’s see how good you are at rimming assholes!”
With that, she turned around and pushed her brown hairy asshole onto Dee’s face.
“Same deal, cunt. Eat and rim my ass or die!”
Now, Dottie’s asshole was not the cleanest piece of shit, with toilet paper hanging on the hair, but Dee had no choice.
“Stick your tongue in my asshole, fuck it with your tongue!”
Dee stiffened her tongue, pushed it past the wrinkles into the pink crevice, and licked Dottie’s dirty asshole until it was clean.
“Ok, baby, that will do for now.”
“Can I get off this now, please?” asked Dee.
“In a minute. I have something for you.” She reached the table, pulled a dog collar off, and placed it around Dee’s neck. “Perfect!”
Dottie unstrapped Dee, and she fell off the table, sweaty, cum-covered, blood trickling from her nipples and clit. Dottie placed straps around her wrists and ankles with clasps as she sat up. Dottie grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to the floor, where there were four eye bolts.
“On your hand and knees, my little bitch!” Dottie snapped all four clamps into the eye bolts to place her in the doggie position. “How appropriate, baby.”
Dottie left the room, and Dee heard her open the front door.
“Brutus… HOUSE!” yelled Dottie.
Then Dee heard Dottie close the door. The next thing Dee saw was the biggest dog she had ever seen! Now Brutus was a Great Dane. His cock, when it was unsheathed, was about 10 inches long and 4 inches in diameter before it was knotted.
“No! No!” cried my wife as she struggled against the leather straps of her wrists and ankles.
“I’d gag you, but I want to hear this,” said Dottie.
“Oh my god,” said my wife as Brutus continued his tongue attack on her pussy and asshole!
“Oh, I think he’s getting excited,” said Dottie. “His dick is coming out! You should see it, babe. It’s what you are going to get!”
Brutus was now in full fuck mode and mounted Dee and wrapped his front paws around her belly, his glistening dog dick spreading her cunt lips and impaling her to his balls on his first push!
“Oh my god, he’s in my cervix,” yelled Dee.
Brutus now began to pummel her cunt in and out!
“Please, please, he is tearing me up,” Dee screamed.
“Shut up, Princess. It’s fine!” Dottie scolded.
Dee had no idea that the fucking was just the beginning. Brutus violently fucked her for what seemed an eternity, then he began to knot her. His cock growing in her was unbearable, and she screamed out in misery and pain. Her hairy cunt lips stretched around his dog cock, semen leaking down her asshole and thighs!
“The knot is about twice the size of his cock, baby. I’m impressed you could take it all to the balls!” Dottie declared.
Finally, the knot loosened, and it popped out of Dee’s cunt with a plop. Gobs of dog cum flowed out of her stretched-open pussy, running down her asshole and making a puddle on the floor.
“Hey, Brutus. Mommy has another treat for you,” Dottie said, and Dee felt something being smeared on her cum covered asshole.
“What is that?” Dee yelled.
“It’s peanut Butter. He loves it!”
Brutus dove in, licking Dee’s asshole until she began convulsing, squirting pussy juice all over Brutus.
“Oh, oh baby!” she moaned.
The scent of cum brought Brutus back to life, and he immediately mounted Dee again. But as he tried to mount her cunt his cock found her asshole.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”
Dee tried to thrash. To pull away. But Brutus’s cock was already pushing past her sphincter, and the rest of his cock was coming hard!
“Please, please stop him, I can’t take the knot in my ass, I’ll do anything you want…”
“Brutus, home,” said Dottie.
Brutus backed out Dee, her asshole stretched and hanging open.
“Don’t worry, baby. It will go back to the way it was in a little bit. You surprised me. I thought you would pass out when he knotted you. Most women can’t take that, but you can. You are good!”
Laying in a puddle of cum, and sweat, Dottie unshackled Dee, who just collapsed on the floor in a heap.
“Come on, you need to clean your ass up. Come on…” Dottie ordered.
Dee barely had the energy to move, but Dottie grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to the shower. As Dee screamed, she said, “Shut up, cunt! Wash that dog cum out of your pussy and asshole, you dirty slut.”
Dee wondered what else could this crazy bitch have in store for her? What other possible deprivation could she possibly do to her? Her pussy felt like glass had shredded her, and her asshole was on fire and bleeding.
“Get dried off and dry your hair. You don’t need to worry about clothes. You are not going to need them,” Dottie ordered.
The End.
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