Unknown - Sally and Duke

"Oh, oh, oh," she chanted, "Jesus… I feel… I'm going to… oh yes, now, now, nowwww!"

A gush of warm wetness bathed his thundering cock as he thrust faster and farther up into her, with every ounce of strength he possessed. The sticky cuntal secretions bathed and lubricated his massive shaft… and as she contorted and spasmed under him, wailing as her vaginal lips sucked and pulled at his lewdly impaling penis, John felt his own boiling hot fluid racing from his lust bloated balls up the full length of his driving penis with ecstatic force that racked his big body as it spurted from the tip of his cock deep up into her vibrating womb and belly. It flowed out in hot torrents that pooled with her own boiling cum until her delirious wail of joy sank into a murmur of complete and utter satisfaction. Never, never had Sally known anything like this, or guessed that it was possible to be so filled with pleasure. She had done it only to keep a bargain… to protect her husband… not expecting that her humiliated body would be fulfilled as it never had been before.

Now that it was at last over she must cope with the realization of what had been done to her, and that her husband's boss was still lying atop her satiated body with his long penis still buried deep in her pulsing vagina.

"Please, John," she tried to control her voice and make it cool and impersonal, "Take your thing out of me now."

He complied, looking down at her wonderingly as he raised himself off her and began to look around for his clothing.

"What's the matter with you? Not going to tell me you didn't enjoy it?"

"I-I enjoyed it," she admitted in a low, reluctant voice. How could she deny it?

"Good," he smiled. "I always like to satisfy the ladies. Oh, don't bother putting your clothes on, honey. You're not finished yet."

"W-what do you mean?" Sally had begun to rise from her prone position on the couch, now she paused in dreadful uncertainty. Surely… after the shattering climax they had reached together, he couldn't be… impossible!

John Blodgett was grinning evilly down at the supine young bride. Oh, what a surprise was in store for the snotty little bitch! "Maybe I forgot to tell you," he drawled, "but wherever I go, Duke goes, too.

Including ladies' cunts, honey."

"Duke?" Of course, the dog… the dog? For a joke, it was certainly in bad taste, but what could you expect from such a coarse, vulgar person?

She sat up and swung her bare legs down on the floor.

"Over here, boy," Blodgett snapped his fingers and the great German Shepherd obediently rose and came to his master, tail wagging. And Sally received her first inkling that perhaps it was not a joke, that he might be seriously suggesting that… that she… she stared, transfixed, at the handsome animal… the first dim realization that such a thing might be possible penetrating her reeling brain. She'd heard… she knew such things were done, shows with girls mating with animals, but surely such perversions could not exist in the sleepy town of Quiggville, Tennessee! John Blodgett, rotten as he was, would surely not attempt anything so monstrous as that.

"I-I don't feel well," Sally murmured unsteadily, "Will you please leave now, Mr. Blodgett?"

"Ah, a few minutes ago it was John, wasn't it, when I had my cock in you?" She winced at the memory of the event she was determined to forget, to put behind her forever. "Never mind, honey, Duke here will make you nice and hot and friendly again. He's quite a dog, as you'll see for yourself in a moment. Better get down on the floor-you don't want your couch all scratched up."

"I've done what I promised," the demoralized girl pleaded, "You can't expect me… I won't do it. Not with a dog!"

"Yes, you will, Sally. You have no choice, in your position, because I'm making it a condition of your husband getting the loan. You can't afford to lose what you've already made a 'down payment' on, girl, so hurry up and get down there," he pointed impatiently to the tufted rug and seized her arm, "Duke's a trained guard dog, by the way, he'll attack anyone that I tell him to-so just keep that fact in your pretty little head."

"But if I do this, how do I know you won't require… other things?

How do I know I'll ever be free of you?" Too late, Sally was beginning to see clearly how she had entrapped herself in a net of bondage to this man. Why had she expected him to honor this agreement, a man without honor or principles of any sort? But… a dog? The very idea of it sent little chills running along her naked spine and set her still quivering pussy to quaking anew.

Blodgett was not used to hearing back talk from his women. He tightened his grip on her arm and forced her forward, down on her knees beside the couch. "Don't try to be a smart ass with me," he threatened. "I can ruin your reputation in this town so fast there won't be a decent woman who'll even speak to you. Think you're too God damned good for my dog, eh? Well, smarten up, he's got a longer pedigree than you have." He nudged Sally's soft buttocks with his knee and she went down on all fours, helpless tears of shame and outrage flooding her eyes.

The big man chuckled as he feasted his eyes salaciously on her full mooned buttocks and the thin hair fringed slit of her cum drenched cunt glistening wetly up between the milk white flesh of her thighs.

Stroking Duke's glossy fur, he led the dog forward. As the beast's cold nose nuzzled into the gap of her thighs, Sally jerked wildly and gave a little cry. The galvanizing, velvety touch sent erotic spasms through her tensely waiting body. God, it felt like… like nothing else in the world, she supposed, as Duke sniffed at her vagina in the way he would sniff any bitch dog and she knelt before him with her widespread buttocks lewdly elevated. She looked back between her legs and moaned audibly as she saw the handsome dog's shiny, scarlet penis suddenly poking out of its furry sheath. Oh God, the animal's testicles were nearly the size of a man's, and almost black. With a leaping motion, Duke mounted her, his great paws slipping and scratching against her smooth back as his haunches curved obscenely over her buttocks and the tapered red tip of his penis bobbed, dripping, at her hot wet crevice.

The very forbiddenness and unthinkable aspects of what was happening to her could not help but arouse Sally's prurient emotions. Instinctively, without realizing what she was trying to do, she shifted her buttocks in an effort to seize the long, scarlet organ and clasp it in the blood engorged folds of her vagina. But the beast's excitement caused it to miss the waiting entrance and the tapered point stabbed at her nakedly exposed anus, attempting to burrow into the tiny hole. Sally tensed in fright and wiggled her buttocks frantically to dislodge the invading shaft. It slipped away from her, but the dog continued to thrust blindly in his dumb sexual frenzy and the tip of his glistening red penis thrust into her tender flesh over and over, causing her vagina to widen and dilate involuntarily. The dog bucked on desperately, seeking her eluding sheath and taunting her maddeningly with each jab at the hair lined slit. Once again, erotic shivers were shooting through her still dripping loins and the delightful pressure was building within her body. At last, unable to stand it any longer, Sally reached back through her legs and took hold of the pulsing, slippery organ, placing the narrow tip in her cuntal split. Duke whined as his long shaft slid wetly into her up to the hilt of his dark furred balls.

Groaning with relief as she felt him filling her, Sally began to undulate her buttocks in time with the rapid thrusts of the panting, drooling dog. Gripping her slender waist in his forepaws, Duke hunched over her and had soon established his own rhythm of fucking, his powerful hind legs jerking with each in and out motion. Sally gave herself over completely to the delicious sensations of being screwed by the powerful, magnificent Shepherd, her untested body was wide awake from the stunning sexual enlightenment she had received only minutes before from her husband's boss and she hungrily sought new, more exciting erotic thrills even as her formerly prudish mind once again was beaten in its struggle to dictate what her body should do.