Date: Sun, 25 Nov 2001 21:00:08 -0000 From: Beverly Taff Subject: Dog Day Afternoon 5 It was Billy who woke me. He whined loudly and scratched at the door and I knew he wanted to take a leak. Delicately, I minced painfully towards the door and slipped the latch as he trotted down the stairs and nosed the dog flap open. I watched from the window as he visited his favourite spot then thanked God; he had been trained to a high standard of hygiene. Without once stopping to sniff any dirt or other places, he returned to my apartment. It was obvious that his instincts told him his bitch needed watching. No other dog would be allowed to pay a call. I needed another shower so I stepped into the huge cubicle and started to wash myself. I was soaping my hair when I felt a cold draught and groped blindly to close the door. As I turned I suddenly felt a cold nose poke itself into my secret place and I squealed with shock. Billy had invaded the shower to check on his bitch. The bathroom door had a simple handle that any big dog could open with his teeth if it was not locked. As he sniffed my bitch parts I rinsed my hair and studied my new partner. He was soaking so decided to wash him and he thoroughly enjoyed our new game. He obviously associated my scented shampoo with me and seemed perfectly happy to accept my ministrations. Half an hour sharing the shower had cemented our relationship. Billy was mine and I was his! After towelling myself down, I switched on the hair dryer and spent an exciting hour grooming his magnificent coat. He thoroughly enjoyed my grooming and obviously saw it as a bonding process. My new partner emerged spotless and glossy so I now turned to myself and prettied myself in the mirror. I could not resist looking at Billy in the mirror as he lay stretched magnificently on the bed and studied me with his deep brown sensitive eyes. In the mirror I saw his eyes following my every move as I brushed my long blond hair and prepared for the evening in the club. As I opened my lingerie drawer, he slipped off the bed and sniffed through my intimate garments and nuzzled them appreciatively. He obviously associated the skimpy smooth material with his bitch's most intimate parts. I chose a pair and he gave them a knowing lick before allowing me to slip them on and cover my nudity. His inspection did not cease there. Every garment I chose required his inspection and it un-nerved me. He seemed to be inspecting my every move. Eventually I was dressed but he still gave me one final inspection under my skirt before allowing me down to the club. Strangely, he seemed to ignore me in the club and concentrated on his other duties as a guard dog. He only made a cursory occasional check upon my whereabouts. He seemed to know exactly when and where to make his position as master clear and it was obvious that he was keeping an eye on me. Whenever I approached the doors Billy somehow appeared beside me as though anticipating my going outside and possibly encountering other dogs. I decided not to push the barriers and step outside. It would have stressed Billy out to have to decide between guarding the club and guarding his bitch from other dogs. The strange thing was, I did not feel like a prisoner. I felt like the queen bee. I was the Alpha bitch and every time I looked at his proud head and magnificent body, I felt my stomach flip and my crotch go moist. 'Was I turning into a real bitch?' I asked myself. Eventually the evening ended and we retreated to bed. I already knew that I was going to share my bed that night. I had no choice. Billy was the master now! As I prepared our suppers, Billy stayed close to me and sniffed knowingly at my damp panties. 'Was it to be another bout of raw sex?' I asked myself and found myself secretly hoping it was. Billy seemed to think so too and after wolfing down his food, he leapt onto the bed and stared boldly into my eyes as though ordering me to join him in the bed. My hands trembled as I fumbled with the dishwasher controls and I was even clumsier removing my clothes. My heart thumped frantically then I felt my cunt juices begin to flow again as my needs betrayed my condition. My cunt was still on heat! 'Damn! But Billy was a handsome dog!' He obviously smelled my condition and whined eagerly as his tail thumped out a rhythm on the bed. Perversely, I found myself putting on my frilliest nightie and sliding provocatively onto the bed. This time I was determined to have him take me missionary style so I could enjoy the pleasure of his powerful thrusts. I slid between the sheets and invited him to join me, which he readily did. He eagerly investigated my secret places then ripped my panties off with one tug of his superb teeth and set to mounting me. He had already learned that panties interrupted his access to his bitch This time I was ready and had more control. Gently I rolled on my back and let his powerful forepaws grip my waist then I thrust my eager bitch cunt onto his incredibly stiff cock. Billy quickly grasped the technique and indulged himself. He simply settled on his haunches and lay comfortably along my soft rounded belly. Then, all he had to do was thrust forward in the normal doggy fashion while his rear paws fitted neatly under my bum. Now I could savour his rigid organ slipping deep into my sex. Simultaneously he trapped my urgent clitty at the base of his velvety sheath and I could now share his pleasure. Thus are the problems of animal diversity solved. Eagerly I lay back with my hips thrusting up to him as he stretched out along my belly with his front paws beside my chest. I gripped his beautiful head in my arms and pulled my body tight against his as I rose eagerly to meet him. His forepaws were now stretched down either side of my breasts and jammed under my shoulders to gain a purchase. Thus locked together with my girl tits pressed hard against his silky chest and my bitch-tits tight against his warm taught belly we entered nirvana. So I encountered my first mutual orgasm with a lover. As my needs rose to a crescendo in my loins, Billy suddenly pulsed inside me and I felt his seed pumping deep inside me. He made a noise that could only be described as a whine of pleasure as his rod pumped furiously and my clitty seemed to explode with relief. My thighs instinctively wrapped around his rump and my toes wiggled with delight in the thick silky fur of his tail. Billy started to pant eagerly as he pumped furiously and I felt his knot starting grow within me. I drew myself tighter to him as a feeling of total surrender overwhelmed me and my whole body throbbed with desire. Waves of emotion swept through me as I collapsed under him and sacrificed any remaining humanity to his canine beauty. No longer did I wonder what I was or why I did this. I was all bitch now! A raw animal on heat utterly besotted with my master's dominance. All vestiges of human reserve were gone from me as I sacrificed myself utterly to Billy's demands. We lay thus tied, dog and bitch, with me prostrate upon my back and he stretched upon me for a good hour as I savoured the solid knot in my deepest parts. It was every woman's dream to have their lover remain stiff within them after orgasm I indulged the fantasy by whispered sweet nothings and occasionally squirming closer to savour the penetration. Whenever I moved, Billy responded by looking down into my eyes and licking my face and nipples. To him I was a most loyal and submissive bitch, a perfect partner. I knew that no human male would please me like this. Men just rolled over and fell asleep after the act. Billy's way was infinitely better. This time he even seemed to realize there was no threat to our coupling. I must have transmitted my feeling of total security and utter surrender to him and he thus sensed there was no threat. With my door securely locked and the whole club empty I was utterly free to indulge his wishes and my new canine needs. Thus feeling secure, he was content to remain tied within me all night but I was beginning to feel uncomfortable. I always slept in a sort of three-quarter-prone position and as I lay on my back with my thighs spread apart, my body started to get cramps. I slowly started to re-adjust our positions. I eased my self over in tiny stages until we were lying face to face on our sides with Billy still securely tied inside me and me still between his forepaws. We lay with our heads on the pillows and eventually found ourselves staring into each other's eyes. Billy tensed slightly then growled softly as he bared his teeth. Next he snapped his head forward to poke me with his big damp nose. I got the message. He still considered too much eye contact to be a threat. I lowered my eyelids to display submission and buried my face in the thick silky fur around his throat. Thus relaxed we fell asleep with his comforting fabulous cock still tied inside me.