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Angela stared at the ceiling, it was warm under the covers and she felt reluctant to move. Monday had come around, but for the first time she wasn't worried, lectures were over, school was over... forever.
No college, no work, no worries! A small smile crept onto her lips, it was good to have a wealthy daddy. She thought about her friends, those who couldn't look at the days after college with so much enthusiasm, they had been forced into a world of work. It was a necessity for them, they couldn't afford to relax, they didn't have rich parents to get their backs. Days spent in a classroom would become days spent in a factory, or a supermarket, or other similar location equally soul sapping.
But not me, I can afford to wait and see. Angela didn't have to take the first position that offered her a wage, she could pick and choose. She had plans for her future, she would start near the top, no way I'll waste time working my way up! What was the point of having money and standing if they didn't work in your favour, daddy would whisper into the right ears when she had finally decided the direction that she wanted to take, he would make sure she slotted swiftly into a decent position, she wouldn't have to face a factory floor or a supermarket checkout.
Angela had everything arranged and sorted in her relaxed mind... but there was one slight hitch to her plans, only a small thing but vital... Angela just wasn't very bright... in fact, although she vehemently denied to herself... Angela was a bimbo; possibly not even that clever!
“ I wish I didn't have to move!” she squeezed her legs together tightly and willed her bladder to relax, but the need to pee remained urgent. “Dammit.” she muttered and threw back the covers. Where the hell is my gown? Scanning the room she felt frustration bloom, her own bedroom was gone, converted into a home office while she was away on campus, now she was back and relegated to the spare room, a room without en-suite facilities, a room that forced her to walk a full twenty steps further, out and across the landing to the communal bathroom. It isn't fair she told herself as she realised that the urge to pee was growing past urgent, where is that fucking gown?
Another glance around and she admitted defeat, not that it really mattered that she would be parading around in the skimpiest of translucent nighties, she was alone in the house. Mondays always found her parents out driving industry forward, dad on the factory floor cracking the whip, and her mother in the offices smiling, a smile she knew hid an almost cruel will and focus. She often wondered if there had ever been a single spark of warmth inside her mother, she wasn't what anyone could describe as cuddly or affectionate. How did she ever get dad? It was a question she had asked herself frequently, as a couple they were exact opposites, saying that her father was on the factory floor cracking a whip was laughable, he wasn't capable of cruelty, he would be there encouraging with kind words and praise, or manipulating... managing his staff, but with a carrot rather than the big stick. But her mother! Give her the whip to crack and she doubted there would be many backs still possessing skin by the end of the day.
But still, they would not be in the house to witness her quick dash to the bathroom. She couldn't really pinpoint exactly when she had grown self-conscious around her parents, the transition from carefree and innocent child to awkward and reserved young woman, but it had happened, possibly before her teens she decided, and the thought of getting caught in her skimpies was daunting.
And it would probably give dad a heart attack, she giggled quietly as the bathroom door closed behind her. She had certainly developed since she had last seen her au natural, developed a lot! She glanced down at her full breasts, the nipples dark and solid... and clearly visible through the gossamer fabric. Yeah, I don't know which of us would be more embarrassed.
Her pee came in a hissing rush, and Angela sighed in relief. She was awake now, yet still not ready to face the day.
“ Coffee, and then back to bed for a while.” It sounded like a good plan, she could shower when she rose properly, a cup of coffee would ease her into the day gently... and she was in no hurry, time wasn't pressing her.
Pausing beside the bedroom door she debated another search for the elusive gown, but shook her head, she was alone, her parents wouldn't be home until evening, and the maid only came in twice during the week, Tuesdays and Thursdays, that was set in stone and had been since she was a small girl. Besides, she thought, I'm only going to be down there for a moment, just long enough to pour coffee.
In the kitchen she shook her head, the coffee pot stood empty, and with a sigh she set a kettle on the gas, she would have to brew more. It was an inconvenience, but it never really occurred to her that maybe her own lazy attitude didn't help... everything in life that didn't come easily was a chore. Rita should be here to do things like this she sulked as heaped aromatic grounds hit the bottom of a tall cafetiere. Rita had been seventeen when she had been seven, the young girl had been with the family for twelve years, two days cleaning at home during the week, and three days in the factory, now Angela was nineteen, and Rita fast approached thirty, yet all that she ever saw was the timid teenager the Hispanic girl had been, now a woman, but to her mind... still just a girl for her to order around.
“ Yeah,” she said aloud as the coffee brewed. “Rita should be doing this... not me!”
Not much had changed at home since she had shipped off to college, sure, her own room had disappeared, but that wasn't major... in fact, the only noticeable change had been an acquisition.
“ Well, what was I supposed to do... I'd just lost my baby!” her father had laughed as she stared at the hairy, smelly mongrel in disbelief. “You wouldn't be hanging around the house anymore, so I swapped your long hairs in the plug hole for dog hairs on the furniture.”
Angela hadn't been sure if she should be flattered or not, on one hand he admitted that since she had left there had been a hole in his life that had to be filled, but on the other hand, wasn't it the same as saying that she was a dog!
Flattered or not, the said mutt now scratched noisily at the kitchen door as Angela stirred sugar into her drink. She quite liked dogs, but as a child she had never been allowed a pet, which added to her confusion as one appeared the second she had left. But this guy isn't bad she thought as her father's warning rang in her ears.
“ The dog is more for security.” he had stated, “So don't get too friendly with it, he's here to do a job. In fact, avoid him completely!”
Angela grinned, she had abided by the rules... so far. “But what dad doesn't know, won't hurt him!” she whispered as she opened the door.
“ So how are you Buddy?” she laughed as the beast bounded in. He was big, much bigger than she had imagined. In the few days since her return she had seen him only at a distance, usually lopping around the vast gardens. Now he was close up and stood at the shoulder level with her waist.
“ Damn Buddy... you are big!” she laughed as he greeted her in the traditional canine manner by sniffing her ass as his tail wagged enthusiastically. “And your nose is cold!” she squealed as she felt the wetness nuzzle against the back of her thighs, her nightie offering no protection as he explored.
“ Stop it you pervert,” she giggled as a wide tongue lapped her leg and brushed the soft curvature of her ass, again he licked, and again. Angela tried to push him away, her hand tugging the nightie down in an attempt to block his attentions. Buddy pressed forward, obviously he had smelled something interesting and was keen to investigate... and taste!
Angela gasped, he was strong, he was pushing her, and soon she found herself with nowhere left to run. Angela was pinned against a granite work surface, she couldn't move forward, behind her the dog continued to push, his tongue lapping in time with the wildly wagging tail. Angela felt panic mounting as he pushed his nose hard against her cheeks, he was forcing a way through. And he really wants to sniff my ass-hole so bad.
“ Buddy!” she cried as he forced her cheeks apart, it was at that moment that she fully understood that her ass wasn't the hole he struggled to reach as his muscular tongue lapped her pink lips.
Angela told herself that her reaction had been involuntary, simply shock. But as the tongue drew across her sex she groaned softly, and to her eternal shame she parted her thighs and lifted the nightie. It was a momentary loss of control, but more than sufficient encouragement for Buddy who took full advantage as he lapped frantically at the sweet juices that had begun to flood from the shaved pussy that was driving him wild with desire.
Angela closed her eyes, now that she had stopped resisting him Buddy had settled, he wasn't pushing her now, he was content just licking.
And what a tongue! Angela felt her cheeks burning as she admitted the sensation was fantastic. She was in heaven when one of her many boyfriends dived down between her legs to eat pussy... in fact, she could have spent hours with her legs spread wide if any of her lovers had the stamina to keep licking.
“ It's so fucking wrong!” she groaned, yet still shuffled her feet further apart and lifted the hem of the night dress higher. Filled with a burning shame she pushed back against the tongue and shuddered as it stroked across he clit. “It's so wrong... but I'm gonna cum Buddy!”
Angela leaned forward onto the counter top, she was lost in the experience, Buddy concentrated on his licking, she moaned and groaned and spread her legs wider. She was about to cum, it was building inside her powerfully, she also knew that she was jetting tiny squirts, and it was equally clear that those squirts of fragrant fluid were driving Buddy to a frenzy. They were stuck in a vicious circle of lust and abandon, his tongue was driving her to total loss of control... her loss was causing her pussy to squirt like a fire hydrant, and that was pushing him to greater efforts.
And then it happened.
Angela felt her head spinning as lightning flashed inside her brain, her orgasm was soul shattering... earth shaking, and she lost herself in the moment.
Claws scrabbled on floor tiles and clattered on the granite either side of her prostate figure, and only at the very last moment did Angela fully understand what was about to happen.
Panicked she tried to stand, but his weight was on her back and she was not in any position to resist.
“ Buddy... NO!” she cried aloud. But her cry came too late, and after she understood that Buddy wouldn't have listened to her command either. His swollen cock had just pressed against her dripping hole. There wasn't a force on earth besides instant death that could have prevented what happened next.
In a series of savage thrusts he had penetrated her to the knot that had begun to swell dramatically. Angela began to sob, she had been unprepared as a little harmless stimulation had turned suddenly into full blown shame and degradation.
“ I am getting fucked by an animal!” her breath caught in her throat as another sob of self pity was cut short by a sudden rush of arousal, Buddy pounded her hard like a hairy jack hammer, his rhythm; impossible.
“ I'm cumming again!” Angela hissed the words through gritted teeth. She was disgusted with herself. Not because she was fucking a dog. She was disgusted because much as she resented the fact, she was loving the experience, and saddened by the fact that she couldn't think of a single boyfriend that had ever fucked her as well or as thoroughly.
She felt his cum squirting deep inside. Buddy was a big boy in more ways than one and his cock filled her completely. The knot had formed, she had felt the pressure building inside, she felt her pussy stretching to accommodate, she also knew that he had grown far too big to simply pull out, he was locked inside her and panic mounted as he struggled to break free.
“ It's called the knot.” a familiar voice said quietly from the kitchen door. “Relax and don't struggle... you will be fine!”
Angela looked up as her eyes filled with tears. There stood her dad, and he had caught her in her moment of absolute shame.
“ I can explain!” her tears flowed like a river, and in a way helped as they obscured his disapproving expression.
“ There is no need to explain Angie. Buddy is trained to do exactly this... why do you think I told you to stay away from him... but what is done, is done. There is no way we can turn back the clock... and unless I'm very wrong... I don't think you would really want to.”
Angela slouched across the work surface, her mind a stew of confusion and disbelief. The situation had become surreal. How could she be bent over in a skimpy nightie with a dog cock locked deep in her pussy while her own father looked on casually and offered advice!
“ Let me help you,” he had appeared at her side. “It will be more comfortable for both of you if you get down on your hands and knees on the floor. He's knotted in you, but I can see it's pulling your pussy badly, down there the pressure will be off.”
“ You can see that?” Angela felt her shame double as she realised that not only was her dad seeing her caught in the act so to speak, but he had also just told her that he could see her pussy and the penetration... clearly.
“ Of course,” he chuckled, “I made sure to get a good look. I have to admit, I never thought that I would ever get to see your pussy filled, even though I have dreamed of it.”
“ You dream about seeing my pussy?”
“ Seeing it... and filling it.” he said softly as he helped her the floor.
“ I don't know what to say!” The confusion in her mind doubled, it was an admission that she had never anticipated, and he had told her in such a casual manner. “You want to fill my pussy?”
“ It's a dream,” he chuckled, “And you have no idea just how many times I've fantasised about getting my hands on those lovely tits of yours.” he dropped down to his knees at her side and grinned. “But that is a fantasy that can be satisfied right now. Can't it Angie baby!” and as he spoke her name he reached forward to cup a dangling breast. “They feel just as good as I imagined.”
Angela saw the rapture in his expression as his fingers massaged her through the translucent fabric of her nightie, Buddy whined and tugged, she felt the knot slipping, knew her release was imminent, and wondered exactly where fate would lead her next.
“ Good dog.” she closed her eyes as his cock slipped from her stretched hole as her dad praised. “Now... for my other fantasy?” he squeezed her breast as she looked at his face.
Angela saw the smile, felt the fingers massaging her, knew that her nipples were like erect and hard like corks. How could she deny her arousal, the dog had licked and fucked her... there was her shame. Now her own father fondled her breasts, and he wants much more! She closed her eyes and swallowed hard.
“ Yes dad!” she whispered, and as numbness spread through her body and mind she felt herself nodding. She had said yes, she was reinforcing that with her nod, and he no-longer held her breast. The sound of his trouser zip rasping returned her to the moment, a moment later she felt the swollen end of his cock pressing gently against her slippery entrance.
“ Are you absolutely sure... Angie?” she heard the longing in his voice, she also knew that if she said no, then he would respect her decision.
“ Yeah... I'm sure dad.” she replied quietly, and before either could change their mind, she pushed back hard and felt his meat fill her.
As Angie stood under the shower she realised that she felt little shame. It had been a crazy morning filled with unimaginable taboo. Somehow getting fucked by a dog paled into insignificance as she remembered how she had moaned and cried out as her own father had hammered her aching pussy. She felt no embarrassment to remember how she had begged him not to stop, how it had felt to know that his fertile cum flooded her.
Buddy's contribution couldn't do any harm. She had been concerned but her father had chuckled softly when she had raised the subject.
“ No way can Buddy get you pregnant!” he assured, “But me on the other hand, if you weren't on the pill, there would be a very good chance that I could knock you up!”
“ I'm not on the pill, dad!” her voice had been small, yet strangely devoid of concern or even regret.
“ Then I guess that's something we have to face if it happens.” he replied.
“ At least now we can get everything out in the open, there isn't any need now to keep secrets.”
He smiled as Angela nodded.
“ I never said anything, but I know about you and Rita,” she replied, “At least I knew about it years ago.”
“ How?” he asked, the shock clear in his voice.
“ Naughty curious kids,” she chuckled in reply, “I was sneaking around outside, but I wasn't spying on you on purpose, I didn't expect to find you fucking her down by the river.”
She cast her mind back, but couldn't even remember how old she had been. Old enough to remember and understand, but obviously too young to have been allowed close to the river that ran swiftly along the furthest edge of the vast gardens. She knew the area was off limits to her... and obviously that was why he had chosen the spot to fuck his maid.
“ You said before that Buddy was trained to do what he did... is that why you got him... because of Rita?” Angela saw an image of the attractive part Spanish woman on her hands and knees, she saw Buddy fucking her frantically, she also saw her father watching, just as he had watched her get fucked.
“ No secrets now!” he laughed and shook his head. “Oh Angie baby... it's true that Buddy takes Rita regularly... but I didn't get him for Rita. I didn't even buy him myself...” his smile widened as realisation slowly dawned in his daughters slow mind.
“ No!” she exclaimed and saw him grin as he nodded.
“ Yeah Angie... Your mum bought him, for herself. But I can tell you this, she will certainly be proud to know that you have followed in her footsteps... and I know she will be as excited as I am at the prospect of you joining us when we play!”
Angela had glanced at Buddy, and then back at her father noticing that his cock was beginning to swell again.
“ Deciding who gets to fuck you again now?” he laughed.
Angie shook her head, “No dad, that's not it, we both know it will be you... I was actually wondering if you have any condom... or do you plan to do me again bareback?”
“ Come here!” he chuckled and stroked the solid shaft that stuck up straight and proud, “And sit down on my baby maker, because I'm going to fill you up... and hopefully... Knock you up too!”
“ Yes please daddy,” she groaned, and with a contented sigh lowered herself onto his cock and began to ride.
April smiled wide and nodded, because it was far too noisy to attempt any other communication. And just how I like it she chuckled inside. Of course she'd been in the clubs many times before, but never The Bullring, and it had been a real pleasure to present the pair of massive bouncers on the door with her shiny new ID. For the first time she was out and legal, eighteen at last and the club was proving to be amazing, the guys were so friendly, the atmosphere was perfect, dark, smoky and heavy with a thumping bass beat that hammered against her chest and drove the breath from her lungs, and so many free drinks! It's like they know it's my eighteenth she told herself as the cute guy offering her the next freebie turned to the bar. So many guys, so cute, so friendly... so interested in her! And they were unknown, she knew all the regulars in the clubs that had turned a blind eye to her junior status, they weren't so cute, and certainly not as generous, so few of them had ever offered her a free drink, and those that had always expected something in return... until with a cheeky wink she told them her true age.
But these guys are very different she told herself as another glass of white rum and cola appeared, it was her third but that wasn't an issue, he held her spirits well, and the club served short measures compared to her usual haunts so she knew she would be good for a few more before she had to start slowing down and thinking about a taxi home.
“ Cheers!” He passed the glass into her hand and leaned forward next to her ear to shout.
April nodded and touched the rim of her glass to the neck of his beer bottle.
“ Wanna join us?” he added as he gripped her arm, “Me and the lads are going to the chill zone, it's a bit quieter... we can chat!”
April debated, but only for a second. These were the guys who had been buying her drinks, the least she could do was talk to them, even if it was only for a few minutes before she drifted back to the noise of the dance floor.
“ Sure!” She shouted back, and allowed herself to be led away toward the back of the club.
“ It's quieter here!”
April nodded before glancing down at the hand still gripping her arm. “Yeah, I can't believe the bass in this place... it's awesome!”
“ I'm Johnny,” he said, “And this is Tony, Dave, Mike and Al.” The others nodded and grinned as April greeted them all in turn.
“ And I'm April!”
“ Like the month?” Mike asked, and grinned wider as she nodded.
“ My birthday's in April, so I guess that's where the inspiration came from.”
“ Cool,” said Johnny, “What date?”
“ Today,” April giggled as she suddenly felt quite drunk. “Eighteen today!”
“ Many Happy Returns.” said Mike as he stepped forward to grab her arm as she staggered sideways.
“ Thanks!” April replied as she shook her head uncertainly, almost as though she were trying to clear her vision. “Damn, this drink is strong... I'm feeling kinda tipsy!”
“ Maybe best if you grab a breath of fresh air,” said Dave as he joined the conversation, “There's an alley out back, I'll show you if you want... fresh air always helps me when I get dizzy!”
“ Yeah,” April slurred, “Yeah... fresh air sounds good.”
Her head spun with each step forward, and she felt relief that the five guys were there to help her. I would have fallen without them she told herself as the club's rear door opened and cool air struck her face.
“ Chill for a minute or two,” Mike said as he guided her to a row of empty beer casks under crumpled cardboard boxes, “Relax big tits... sit for a while.”
“ What did you call me?” April's head was spinning out of control yet she thought he had said something about her boobs.
“ I said you've got fucking nice tits... slut!” he laughed before pushing her back down onto the boxes as she tried to stand, “And very soon, me and the lads are gonna have a really close look at them.”
“ No you're fucking not!”
Those were the words she had intended to say, but her tongue was suddenly heavy, she couldn't speak, all her senses were shutting down... all except her hearing which was suddenly acute as she heard their harsh laughter and hissed comments.
“ Bareback the bitch!” one said, “Stretch that fuck hole,” said another, “And ream her ass!”
“ No,” April mumbled, “Please no... I'm a virgin!”
“ Did you hear that lads?” Johnny cried out in delight. “This bitch is a fucking virgin, and I'm popping her cherry, I drugged her... so I get first shot, agreed?”
“ Then I get her ass hole.” said Mike as he pushed her back onto the boxes.
“ We'll all get to fuck her ass hole,” snapped Al, “And personally I don't mind following, all that cum will make it easier to get my monster up her!”
This can't be happening to me! April wanted to stand, to fight, to run... shout and scream, but her legs had turned to jelly and her tongue was suddenly made of lead. She was helpless, she couldn't fight them off, and her tears began to flood as they grabbed her favourite silk blouse and tore it open in a shower of pearly buttons.
They're going to rape me she screamed inside as rough hands grasped her and ripped her blouse and bra free.
And there's not a fucking thing I can do to stop them!
“ Fuckin' great tits!” Tony, the quietest of the five whispered into her ear as he grasped a handful of hair and twisted hard jerking her head back. “I'm gonna bite those nipples right off, love hard nipples... and they are so hard now I know your loving every second of our attentions!”
I'm not loving it! She shouted inside. She couldn't help what her body was doing, it was chilly in the alley, and it was late at night so the temperature had dropped dramatically... of course her nipples would get hard.
“ Does it turn you on slut?” he added as he pulled her hair harder and pinched a bullet hard nipple, “Does it get you horny when I do this?”
April managed a gurgled “No.” then gasped in pain as he pinched viciously.
“ Wrong answer you dumb bitch... now let me ask you again. Does this get you wet and horny?”
Again he pinched, his hard nails biting deep and almost meeting through her sensitive flesh.
“ Yes!” April groaned, she may have been drugged but he was very wrong when he called her dumb, April knew exactly what he wanted to hear, and his smile grew as she nodded and whispered “Yes!” again.
“ Good girl. Relax sweetheart, because there's no point in fighting, not unless you want a good smack. Resist us and we fuck you up twice as bad... you clear?”
“ Clear!” she managed to whisper, then sobbed once as she felt her jeans being wrestled down to her ankles.
His words were clear in her mind, but despite his warning she tried to kick out, she tried to struggle... but still her legs were numb and lifeless.
“ Please!” she gasped as a strong hand tore her delicate panties.
“ Please what?” Tony laughed and twisted his handful of hair again. “Please fuck me guys... is that what you were saying?”
“ Please... no!” she whispered before closing her eyes, her vision had cleared dramatically, now she could see them clearly. She saw their evil grins, she saw the menace in their eyes... it chilled her heart because it spoke of what lay ahead, by closing her eyes she could perhaps save herself future torment... she could tell herself, “Yes it happened... but at least I didn't watch it happen!” she wouldn't have those images to return and haunt her.
“ Virgin fuck hole!” Johnny prised her legs apart. “Grab her ankles, spread the slut wide, hold her while I open this brand new road.”
April choked as she felt the end of his straining cock pressing against her lips. It wasn't supposed to happen that way, it was supposed to be special, something to remember and treasure all her life. But it was about to become a thing of nightmare.
“ And the tunnel is officially open!” he laughed loud as April cried out in pain and shock. “Not a virgin any more, now you’re just another wet pussy... and before tonight's over... you're gonna be stretched wide and filled to bursting. We're all gonna spunk in you sweet April, call it our birthday present to you... we're gonna give you something to remember us by... and it should be here in about nine months!”
And as he finished gloating, he grinned again... and began to pump her tight virgin hole savagely, as the tears streamed down her cheeks.
They all took her, every one of them, and April felt that she was about to pass out as Al forced his monster deep inside her. He was a giant, “He's half horse!” Johnny laughed as he slid his own cock into her mouth and began to face fuck her just as hard as he'd hammered her pussy. “Your cunt is wrecked now, Al will stretch it so wide you'll need stitches to ever get close to tight again... but think about this sweet April... in a few minutes we're gonna roll you over, and we'll fuck your ass hole just as hard... and Al is gonna force that up your shitter too... you'll not walk right for a week after that!”
April cried out as Al rammed deep, he was ripping her apart, she could almost feel her body splitting... and his friends were forcing her legs so far apart it added to the sensation.
But she had to admit that the pain had diminished, she was sore, incredibly sore, but as he forced his meat in and out she felt the first flush of arousal teasing. No! She gasped, no way! She couldn't accept that her body was responding to stimulation. The previous four had all fucked her, they had pounded her and pumped their seed deep inside, and she had felt the sensation, she hated it and accepted it at the same time. It wasn't sex, it certainly wasn't even close to making love... it was rape, nothing more, nothing less. They were fucking her against her will, an act of violence, but as Al hit a steady rhythm she squeezed her eyes tighter closed, she wanted to moan, she wanted to groan... she wanted to raise her hips to meet each thrust. And if this is sex... then it's going to be fucking amazing she told herself amidst the shock of her surprising arousal. But when I do it again... my lover is gonna have to be huge... just as big as this bastard!
What's wrong with me? She questioned silently as she began to shudder under the most unwelcome orgasm of her young life. His monster cock had driven her to the very brink, and then pushed her over into the abyss as he strained and pushed extra deep to spurt hot cum into her fertile womb.
He made me cum! Her tears flowed again, she was filled with shame, how could an act of rape bring her to orgasm... had she really wanted it subconsciously, had her body welcomed their assault despite her mind rebelling? Maybe she admitted reluctantly. Maybe deep inside I did want it, but they still had no right. They took away my choice, they forced me!
“ Oh fuck yeah!” Johnny crouched between her spread legs and giggled. “This tunnels so big now I'm worried if I stay here to long a fucking train might hit me. Damn. I bet I could get my head in there!”
April opened her eyes for a second and gazed down to her spread legs and his grinning face.
“ Well, maybe not my head,” he chuckled, and as she swallowed hard he held up his hand and formed a fist. “But I'm pretty fucking sure I can get this up her!”
And April's mouth dropped open in a silent scream, a second after he pulled back, then punched into her gaping snatch...
Deep and very hard!
The job couldn't have come at a better time. Kaeko had reached rock bottom, and despite her friends offering encouragement she stared into a bleak future.
“ I will do anything!” she had told the disinterested woman in the job centre. For weeks she had been arriving early to scan the jobs boards... she had applied for many, but so had plenty of others. No responses, no interest... her despondency bloomed.
“ Anything?” a quiet voice asked behind her.
Kaeko turned, she was desperate but she was also cautious. “Within reason.” she replied. The owner of the voice turned out to be a middle aged white man with thick brown hair speckled with grey and a bushy moustache above thin lips. His eyes are kind she told herself and decided to give him the benefit of the doubt... at least until he proves to be dodgy she added.
“ What are you proposing?”
The man smiled. “Have you ever considered working with animals?”
“ Like in a zoo or something?” Kaeko's vivid imagination began to run away with her as she pictured elephants and zebra, lions and tigers.
“ Not quite,” the man replied with a small chuckle in his voice, “I'm talking about work as a kennel maid... I'm a dog breeder, and I'm looking for a willing girl to help me.”
“ Kennel maid?” Kaeko shrugged, “What would I have to do?”
“ Nothing too testing,” he shook his head and nibbled almost nervously on his moustache as he composed his thoughts, “General husbandry I guess you would say, feeding, cleaning, walking them, helping me when the stud dogs are needed, and when the resident bitches come into season. The work isn't hard, I just need a willing and adaptable girl who isn't afraid of dogs!”
“ Why? Do they bite?” she asked quickly. She wasn't scared of any dog, but it didn't hurt to learn their temperaments before she agreed to the offer, she was keen but determined not to reveal her hand too soon.
“ No,” he laughed, “That's very rare... they don't bite but sometimes the stud dogs can get boisterous and over excited, then they can be very strong and quite a handful... but they don't mean to hurt anyone!”
“ Yeah, I'm interested.” Kaeko confirmed, “So what happens next?”
The man formally introduced himself as Daniel Markham, and twenty minutes later Kaeko walked away from the job centre feeling particularly happy... she had a job, and she started at 8am the following morning. The pay was better than she had hoped for which added to her general feelings of contentment, and Daniel had also hinted that there were other aspects to the job that promised a substantial bonus payment... “But we can discuss that when you've settle in.” he added with a smile. Kaeko had nodded, she was still adjusting to the fact she had a job, her first since leaving school, now she could start to give something back to her family rather than just take.
“ And whatever this bonus work is... I'll take it.” she told herself quietly as she waited at the bus stop. “It can't be that difficult!”
Warm water ran through her long black hair, a genetic gift from her Japanese mother along with her almond shaped eyes. Her nose, larger than normal for an oriental girl, and above average height she had inherited from her Scottish father. She blinked away shampoo and reached for a towel... the alarm had rung at dawn and she had dived into the shower still half asleep, never an early bird, unemployment hadn't called for her to rise too early so her system was still adjusting to the shock.
But I'll be ready by the time I get there she told herself as she wrapped in a fluffy towel and headed back to her bedroom.
Her bedroom, once a shrine to the boy band and all else worshipped by young teen girls had been completely remodelled as she turned eighteen, she had to leave childhood behind, she had entered the difficult world of adults, the world of her parents and their friends. She had to show her maturity... the greatest problem was that in her heart she was still thirteen, and the remodelling paintwork had only just dried, just two weeks had passed since her birthday.
But I've been job hunting since I was seventeen, this adult thing is just legality, eighteen simply makes me official, and allegedly responsible, she chuckled.
Anyway, age is just a number... seventeen, eighteen, twenty... thirteen! Who cares that I still like things from when I was a kid, turning eighteen doesn't mean I have to turn boring too!
Standing before the full length mirror she frowned. She had dropped the towel and stood staring at her naked reflection. “Those are still thirteen,” she sighed as she stared at immature looking breasts. During her teens her figure had developed perfectly with, to her mind, just one flaw, her waist had pinched in nicely to emphasise a perky round ass, her legs had toned and lost the gangliness of youth... but her boobs appeared to be stuck in a time warp, frozen at the point of puberty... doomed never to mature!
“ But that's not important now, because I don't want to be late.” she said aloud and began to dry her hair, she wanted to look perfect, she wanted to impress her new boss... she wouldn't let him down.
Daniel smiled wide as she walked into his small office. The kennels were situated on the very edge of town, formerly a riding stables, he had converted into rows of wire mesh runs attached to concrete sleeping pens, to the left of the property stood the rear walls of estate houses, to the right, open countryside with rolling green fields and clusters of bushes and trees, and set just off a small central yard stood his office.
“ Wonderful to meet you again!” he beamed as he thrust out a hand to shake, “I'm happy that you decided to accept my offer Kae...?” He glanced at the details he had written the day before and flushed his embarrassment to have forgotten how to pronounce her name.
“ Kaeko,” she chuckled, “Kay – co. It's Japanese... because, as you might have guessed, I'm half Japanese myself.”
Daniel smiled and studied her from head to toe, his gaze a little intense and disconcerting.
“ I suppose I should show you around and introduce you to the boys, I'm sure they are all keen to meet you... Kaeko, so please forgive them if they get excited.”
“ I can handle them,” she laughed, a sound that she hoped masked her nerves, she wasn't scared but she had heard their barking as she entered the office, the sound told of big dogs... very big dogs, theirs wasn't a sharp yap, more a deep and chesty woof.
Daniel opened a door at the rear of his office and suddenly she was in another world. Row upon row of cages surrounded a central patch of short cropped grass. “This is where the owners of breeding bitches come, they can stroll around the pens and select which of my boys is going to get lucky later.” he gave her a cheeky wink and grinned. “I don't think these guys have such a bad life, the only work they have to do is what everyone else calls fun... I wouldn't mind coming back as a stud dog.”
Kaeko returned his grin. She had prepared herself well. They were stud dogs after all, their job was sex... like canine prostitutes, they fucked for money, “Although they are more like gigolos than hookers.” she had giggled in the privacy of her room. But she had brought maturity to work with her, she knew that she would be required to discuss sex like an adult, she couldn't blush and giggle like a child. And I'll probably be there when they're doing it she warned herself, not that she had a great deal of practical experience herself, but she wasn't prepared to declare to the world her virginal status, she would discuss the act like an old hand.
“ So how often to these guys get to work?” she felt stupid winking knowingly, but Daniel's smile showed that she had asked what was anticipated.
“ The lower pedigree guys are usually busy a couple of times each week but their fees are much lower, the pedigree guys are busier, sometimes daily... and the real superstars, my special guys... well for them it's difficult to say, it all depends on the number of bitches wanting their services, sometimes the schedule gets crazy, but that's rare, more often they are idle for weeks... but as time goes by I hope you will be able to help out there... when you have a better understanding of what happens here... the day to day hustle if you know what I mean?”
Kaeko nodded and smiled despite not really having any idea what he was saying, but it was early days, she felt confident she would soon learn everything she needed to know.
“ Actually, Tsar, my most requested superstar is due to work tomorrow, perhaps now will be a good time for you to meet him. I will be expecting you to assist when the clients are here, so I need to explain a few facts of life sooner than I had anticipated. Daniel paused and turned to face her.
“ How open is your mind Kaeko?”
“ Open?” she asked before mentally kicking herself. “Sorry, I misheard you. I'm actually very open minded.”
Daniel nodded. “Have you ever sat at home and done any naughty internet searches... maybe looking for sexy videos?”
Be mature she warned herself and smiled.
“ A few times... yeah, everyone does.” she had searched, but parental lock software had closed her down before the viewing got too interesting.
“ And did you ever see any taboo videos?”
What do I say? She wouldn't have know the taboo if she tripped over it... whatever it was?
“ A few!” she lied with a small nod.
Daniel smiled and appeared to relax. “Well my dear, my real superstars here may have been the actual stars of videos you've watched, that is the more profitable side to my business... but obviously it's not something I shout about, so I expect you to be extremely discrete about what you see... or what I will ask you to do at some point during the coming weeks.”
What he will ask me to do? The conversation had drifted far above her head, but she hadn't too many concerns, seriously, whatever he wanted couldn't be that bad!
Another dawn broke and Kaeko sprung from her bed with enthusiasm, her first day had been a breeze, her boss was kind and polite and considerate... and the work was proving to be easy.
It's like keeping a pet... then getting paid for it, she had told herself and chuckled as she scratched superstar Tsar behind his ear. He wasn't quite as impressive as she had expected, the way that Daniel had spoken she was expecting a canine Schwarzenegger, what stood before her was decidedly ordinary. But I don't know dogs she had conceded, so I can’t really comment.
But Tsar was friendly, and boisterous as Daniel had warned. “Stop it,” she had giggled as he licked her face and strained to jump up onto her back, “Bad dog,” she had laughed as he imitated so many 'world's funniest animals videos' and attempted to hump her leg.
“ Randy sod!” she gasped as he circled in front of her and displayed a huge pinkish-purple cock. “Put it away... you'll get your chance tomorrow... Daniel says you're working, so I guess you're gonna get lucky!”
“ Sex!” she said as the bus began to slow and she prepared to board, “This job is just feeding and cleaning occasionally punctuated with sex!”
She could cope, just because she had never done it herself she still understood the mechanics, and it's not like watching people she assured herself, dogs were different, they were animals after all... she could watch with a dispassionate eye.
Anyway, today is the first real test, so I have to act like I've seen it a thousand times before... and I guess when I've assisted while Tsar works Daniel will feel more inclined to explain the other bonus tasks he mentioned. The idea of earning extras on top of her basic earnings appealed, she had spent the previous evening calculating her luxuries list and found herself a little short on the stated wage... to really have fun she needed some bonus payments.
The bus stopped and in a dream she climbed aboard, the day ahead promised to be fun, she was determined to enjoy herself and not appear shocked if Tsar's antics were a little more lurid and graphic than she pictured.
She had to be mature!
That had been her first surprise, why on earth would anyone want to record the act of insemination? But she remained silent.
And it looked as though Tsar would be performing on a movie set. The cameras were arranged around what looked exactly like a normal living room with a sofa and chairs, carpets and soft lighting.
“ Looks good... yeah?” Daniel chuckled as he nodded to the faux lounge, “People pay extra for attention to detail, even if Tsar is the star it's still professional to offer a comfortable and believable setting... some of these guys pretend that Tsar is their own pet when they show the videos, maybe it boosts their egos? Who knows... I don't, and between me and you, I don't care either provided they pay!”
Once again the conversation whizzed over Kaeko's head at about the same altitude as a stealth bomber, but she dutifully nodded and laughed when he did... she hoped that as the day went on she would begin to understand, she hoped so because she would feel foolish later asking for clarification.
“ They are here.” Daniel said quietly as the hum of a car engine sounded and then died in the courtyard in front of the office. “Now dear, I want you to take this leash and bring Tsar back to this room, wait for me here, I have to write receipts and explain the ground rules. After I've returned, and I give you the nod, release out superstar, but be sure not to let him loose too early, we don't want to spoil the build up do we!”
He reached across and patted her shoulder. “After that, relax and enjoy the show... just remember that we're filming... so don't speak, or sneeze, or cough... I'm sure you understand.”
Kaeko didn't understand at all, but small doubts were beginning to germinate in her innocent mind... this was all a little too elaborately staged for a simple case of doggy sex!
“ Here she comes, Tsar,” she whispered as Daniel bustled into the room, Kaeko had been sitting with the German Shepherd for almost half an hour and he was even more excitable than he had been the previous day.
“ Remember,” Daniel warned, “Don't let him go until I give you the nod... and for God’s sake... try to keep quiet regardless of how it gets to you... okay?”
“ Okay!” Kaeko nodded and wrapped the leather leash twice around her hand.
As the side door opened Kaeko felt her jaw drop... literally. In the frame stood a man, and at his side, on a leash... was a woman, a nude woman, a chubby nude woman.
Kaeko closed her mouth and stared, Tsar strained against his bonds, clearly he knew what was happening, Kaeko was struggling to keep up.
The man spoke to the cameras but Kaeko couldn't seriously remember a word that he said, her concentration was solely focussed on the fat woman that shuffled around the room on her hands and knees.
This is crazy, like some sort of fucked up game show she speculated, is it all a weird set-up?
“ Now!” Daniel hissed, Kaeko realised that her concentration had lapsed and mouthed a belated “sorry,” as she quickly slipped Tsar from his restraint.
Needing no encouragement the excited Shepherd fell upon the fat woman who squealed in alarm... before moaning softly as the experienced mutt dived straight for her meaty pussy and began to lap with enthusiasm.
Daniel rushed silently from camera to camera checking positioning and focus before crouching beside his stunned assistant.
“ Just watch him now babe, what a fucking machine... literally! That guy just loves his job... considering no self respecting human would touch that smelly fat bitch!”
In stunned silence Kaeko watched a bizarre spectacle unfold. Tsar began by licking frantically before rushing around his chubby inter-species mate with his tail wagging happily.
Then the action began in earnest, She gasped as claws raked across her ribs, Tsar mounted her just as he had attempted to mount his shocked Asian voyeur the previous day. In her mind facts began to fall into place, her innocence waved a white flag before sinking into a pit of depravity, her naivety bowed out in the face of pure taboo... and to her lasting shame she found that as his swollen purple cock rammed deep into the gaping pussy, her own hand had slipped unnoticed into her panties.
Daniel grinned wide and gave an enthusiastic thumbs up before grabbing a camera from its tripod and dropping to his knees he began to focus on the actual penetration.
The fat woman howled as her eyes flew open wide, Tsar had arched his back and whimpered, unsure what had happened Kaeko froze, the woman moaned again and winced. “He's cum in me!” she sobbed as her sagging udders swung and her massive thighs quivered. “He's knotted me!” she looked to the heavens almost beseeching, and shuddered as Tsar struggled to escape from his obese lover.
It was only then that Kaeko saw that the join between woman and beast appeared to be locked, like the dog was stuck inside her. Daniel dropped down at her side and whispered. “Tsar has a bloody massive knot, that's why he's my superstar... after he's fucked them, none of these women ever want another dog... but I guess you'll find that out for yourself eventually!”
Stunned, Kaeko turned to face her grinning boss.
He wants me to do this?
“ This is the bonus work?”
“ Of course. You can help me get the youngsters trained up, they have to get familiarised... we've all seen the family pooch humping a left leg... but believe me, show that same dog a human pussy and he won't have a fucking clue... between us babe we can train the next generation of performers... and as an extra bonus... you can avail yourself of Tsar's services for free, any time you want... obviously provided he's not booked!”
Kaeko turned away and stared at a woman in ecstasy, she was humiliated, used, reduced to a bestial status... yet her expression told the true story. She was thankful, she was elated... and clearly she had just come down from an earth shattering experience.
“ So what do you think of Tsar now... a real superstar... yeah!”
Kaeko watched the dog trotting toward her, his cock swinging freely and trailing a thread of sticky cum.
“ We will train them?” she whispered.
Daniel grinned and nodded. “You're in right?”
Kaeko turned away again and looked at the purple veined meat dangling before her wide eyes... she didn't answer him, she was deep in thought.
But Daniel took solace in her silence, for the first time in a very long time... a cute girl had watched his dogs perform in the way that generated the most profit, and she hadn't run away screaming.
I haven't said no? Kaeko kept her focus on the doggy cock, and also sensed the slickness of her own excitement. Why haven't I said no?
“ How much will you pay for a video of a virgin?”
“ A virgin,” he gasped, “A virgin to bestiality?”
Kaeko shook her head slowly. “A virgin - virgin, never touched!”
Daniel whistled in astonishment. “Impossible!”
“ I say it isn't.” Kaeko turned to him and began to smile. “How much?”
“ I'll have to make some calls, negotiate... but a small fortune, that I can guarantee. But can you seriously find a willing virgin?”
A wide smile broke across Kaeko's lips as she nodded. “Oh yeah Daniel, absolutely I can guarantee...
That's a promise!”
Life is funny!
Not funny in the joking sense, more funny - ironic - confusing! Like how a series of innocent and unrelated events can lead to the totally unexpected.
Caroline had been a mess. The divorce had stretched her sanity until it was so strained that those closest to her feared it could snap at any moment. He had been her whole life, her husband Callum, and it had shown his absolute lack of sensitivity to shatter her world on their twenty first wedding anniversary.
He had been brazen too, no gentle build up, no hints or clues, just a full frontal and savage verbal assault. Not that he was aggressive or threatening, he displayed an air of absolute finality and cold disregard as he calmly announced that the time had come to move on, a coldness that hurt more than any insult.
Of course Caroline entered denial, and if a third party had been able to observe they would have shaken their head in despair to see such pathetic and heartbreaking attempts to repair something irrevocably broken.
She wasn't adventurous! It had been at the very top of his reasons for the split, and she did agree with him to a certain extent, she wasn't exactly rampant, but in her defence, at the age of forty two and with two grown children she wasn't exactly entering the most arousing chapter in life, gravity was finally taking its toll on heavy breasts, and the approach of middle age was beginning to cling to her hips… the result; she simply didn't feel sexy any more… not that she ever really had, Callum never being a big fan of compliments!
“You have never stimulated me!” he said, “The kinkiest thing you've ever done is fuck with the lights on!”
She had wanted to react, wanted to tell him how unfair he was being, she was kinky, he just didn't know... but her lips had remained sealed… because there was also a grain of truth in what he said, and although he was painting her in a very poor light she had to secretly admit that she had said No to his naughty suggestions far more often than Yes!
“I can change!” she had begged, “Just give me a chance!”
He had revealed just how cruel it is possible to be, because her heart soared as he nodded slowly.
“Okay, I guess after this long together you deserve at least one chance, but things have really got to change dramatically!”
“They will,” she sobbed as she hugged him tight, “Things really will change, just tell me what you want me to do!”
Caroline had opened a door to abuse and humiliation, because she was prepared to do anything to rescue her marriage… but desperation generally leads to poor judgement… otherwise she would have realised that all hope was gone, and that her husband was simply killing time as he waited for his new girlfriend to find a way out of her own marriage, time that he would spend pushing her limits… and laughing at her futile attempts to keep him.
“You dress like my Aunt Clara!” he had said, his voice cold and derisive.
Caroline had met the old woman once, a mildly deranged old biddy surrounded by mangy cats and living in a dismal house trapped in the 60's. She was a big fan of tweed, but that hadn't been his point, it was more a pointer that Clara was probably someone who could claim to exude the least sex appeal, she was a frosty prude… and Callum was making a direct comparison.
You want sexy, I'll show you sexy she had thought as she scanned her wardrobe. But what she selected didn't even raise an eyebrow.
“So why don't we go shopping,” she suggested, “You can help me choose some new sexy outfits!”
Standing in front of the mirror later that evening Caroline had stared at her reflection and seen a middle aged hooker staring right back, but it didn't matter, her new look appealed to Callum… and that was worth the sacrifice of her dignity and good taste!
So many eyes! And they were all staring at me!
Caroline lay awake and gazed into the darkness as the evening's events replayed in her mind. She had felt so nervous as they walked into the strange bar, not their local which was a relief, at least she could face her friends with no feelings of shame and embarrassment.
Callum had adjusted her clothes before they entered, stood beside the car she had furtively tugged the impossibly short skirt in an attempt to cover the tops of her thighs at least. There wasn't much she could do about her top, it was intentionally low cut and revealing, and the bra he had selected lifted her boobs but little else… because the shallow cups covered nothing, and with full breasts spilling over it proved impossible to hide her nipples.
“I dress you sexy and at the first opportunity you turn back into a prude!” he snapped, “I knew this was a mistake, I knew your promises were nothing more than hot air!”
“No Callum,” she stammered instantly ceasing the tugging, “Honestly, I love dressing like this!”
“Then why are you covering up?” He shook his head and stepping toward her pinched the hem of her skirt and pulled it up until he could just see the crotch of her pink panties.
“Now that's better,” he chuckled and gave her a smile that fed hope. “And the final touch!” deftly his fingers eased aside the lace trim of her top so that a crescent of dark areola peeped through.
I look like a whore! She thought catching her reflection in a glass door, and not for the last time that night she added silently… but it will be worth it!
Callum had attempted total humiliation that evening, and even he had felt embarrassed to be seen with such a slut, but inadvertently he had awoken something inside his desperate wife. Never before had she dared to dress so provocatively, but finding herself backed into a corner she had submitted… so the strange feelings that swirled inside her as she became the focus of so much attention mixed confusion and shame with a delicious arousal, an arousal that would have been clear to anyone who decided to give her exposed panties a closer inspection… It isn't possible she told herself, then Caroline flushed a deep scarlet when she realised that for the first time in more years than she could remember… her pussy was dripping wet!
He hadn't objected when strange men offered to buy her drinks, in fact he was almost passing me over to them. Callum had discovered an old drinking buddy, and diving into deep conversation had virtually disowned her.
I have to be patient and tolerant she reminded herself, he had accused her of being a nag, so let him talk to his friend… I won't interrupt them.