Date: Fri, 14 Dec 2007 10:46:40 -0800 (PST) From: Victoria Subject: Knottingwood 1 I do hope you enjoy my new serial! I have received so much positive feedback from my Scent of a Whore series, and after some time I am now back with a new storyline and new ideas! Now do enjoy this new adventure, and when you spurt please think of me! As I rode in the back of the long black limousine, surrounded by the strong masculine scent of leather upholstery I tried to relax. It had been nearly an hour now after leaving the airport in Duluth. There, my driver Luther had held a handmade sign that said "Miss Victoria", which I found easily upon leaving my gate. Luther is a very large, strong black man, and as I have learned serves as a driver and caretaker for our employer, Max Manley. My relationship with Mr. Manley goes back a few years. We became lovers and he helped me go through a difficult, transitional time in my life. At first helpful and supportive, he became more and more forceful with me, and I find it impossible to say no to him. He is a very powerful and persuasive man - and very rich! He has dominated me completely, with his strong and confident manner, his masterful manipulation of my mind, and by his thick ten inch slab of meat that makes me pant and drool. Max is a businessman, an electronics and marketing whiz. From what I understand he forced out some of his partners early in their relationship, turning their technology into staples of our existence, and marketing the hell out of them to make him a fortune. Whatever Max wanted, I gave him. He wanted me to grow my hair longer and to dye it blonde, and I did so. He wanted my tits to be bigger and turned me over to a world class plastic surgeon. Before the good doctor was done with me I was transformed! The results are quite breathtaking if I do say so myself. When I look into the mirror I am continually amazed and delighted by the voluptuous feminine creature staring back at me! My vocation is teaching. However, the changes in my appearance made it impossible for me to continue teaching kids in elementary school, so Max insisted that I quit. Max travels extensively all over the world, and when he is in town I am expected to be his bed partner, satisfying him in any means he so desires. He is particularly fond of my hot mouth, and I find exquisite happiness when pleasuring him that way. He likes me to slowly suck him, bring him to orgasm and swallow all his seed. He then likes to fall asleep as I softly nurse on his wonderful cock. The problem is Max is not around enough, and I have strong urges that cannot be denied! I need cock, and though I have quite a collection of dildoes. It's just not the same. To give me the cock I so desperately need I have amassed a small number of lovers, to feed me and fuck me and give me satisfaction. Gosh, I hope Max never finds out! A week ago Max made a decision for me. He wanted me to leave the apartment he had set me up in, in Minneapolis, to move into his estate in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. He told me it is quite lovely there. Though he had never before shared personal information with me he told me that he is widowed, and he has a son living there named David. David is 14 now, and needs tutoring. Max's estate is too far from any school he might attend. I tired to talk Max out of this but it was no use. I felt moving from the excitement of the city to a remote estate would be very difficult for me. The real basis for my concern though was being cut off from all of the men whose cocks I had grown fond of. "But Max, it will be so lonely for me!" "Relax, pumpkin. You'll be seeing me when I'm not traveling. It's beautiful country, and you'll love it there!" I wasn't sure about this at all, but as I said I can't say no to him! So here I sit, in the back of the limo, squirming as I watch the eyes of the driver, Luther, continually watching every move I make in the mirror. I am wearing a lovely outfit - a fairly sheer silver silk blouse that reveals the lace of my camisole beneath, a short black skirt, black nylons and four inch heels. It's fall now, and I can feel the chill in the air. For some reason, despite my requests for heat the driver is ignoring me. I can feel my nipples hardening and the pert nubs are clearly evident through my pretty clothes. The drive seems to take forever, through hills and never ending forest, but we finally turn off the main road and down a secondary one. After a few minutes the limousine turns into a short drive and stops before tall iron gates anchored by massive stone supports. On the scrollwork over the gate I see the name "Knottingwood" and wonder where it came from. Luther presses a remote inside the car and the gates slowly open, creaking with age. We pull through the gates and they close behind us. It is still quite wooded and we work our way up the blacktopped drive. This estate must be immense! It is nearly five minutes before we round a wooded corner and then a mass of manicured lawn comes into view. We are not alone! There is an entire pack of dogs running up to us as we proceed to the house. Big, aggressive black dogs - I think they must be Rottweilers. I count seven of them keeping pace with the limousine. I clutch my pearl necklace. I gasp as there before me I see the manor house. It's a massive structure of stone - very gothic and dark. Vines cover a good portion of it, the windows are very old looking, the glass multiple diamond shaped panes. I count six chimneys, and as Luther pulls in front of the house I shudder as I see the gargoyles peering over the peaks of the roofline. There, above the main double doors is a stone relief of an animal - life sized - it looks like a wolf or a wild dog, aggressively displayed. It can easily be discerned that it is a male dog and the penis looks angry and ready to penetrate. The car stops and Luther walks around, opening the door for me. He holds my hand gently as he helps me from the car. I feel so small and submissive next to his manly frame and appearance. He has a shaved head, I notice the golden earring in one of his ears. The dogs are circling, checking me out. As Luther opens the trunk a few of the dogs come close to me. I hold out my hand and it is immediately licked. As I pet the massive head of the beast I feel a cold nose has slipped beneath my skirt and is licking me, right under my silk panties, with a hot raspy tongue and I jump! "Down, Apollo! Bad dog!" "You be wary of the dogs, miss! They're a bit on the wild side - a bunch of randy boys who would love to have their way with a pretty female such as yourself! Look at Apollo there - a few tastes of you and his cock is hard and ready for fucking!" I looked down at Apollo in amazement. I never really noticed what an erect dog cock looks like! It was long and pink, and seemed moist and eager, with an oddly shaped head. It was bigger than a number of man cocks I'd serviced I thought. My cock hungry thoughts once again invaded my mind and I wondered if dog cock tasted different from human cock? Luther caught me staring. He looked into my eyes and stared deep into them, I felt he could read my thoughts! He smiled wickedly at me and I averted my eyes to the front of Luther's black uniform to see his cock straining against the fabric, it was massive and I couldn't take my eyes off it! "I think you'll be happy here, miss! Let's get you inside to meet young Master David, and the housekeeper." Luther opened the door for me and I stepped inside. The foyer was dark and very masculine, with stonework and wood. There were tapestries and paintings everywhere. The deep chiming of a grandfather clock filled the room. Suddenly I became aware of figures descending the staircase, which was luxuriously carpeted in blood red. It must be David, and he was coming down the stairs with a smile on his face and a massive tan Great Dane right behind him! "Miss Victoria? I'm so happy to meet you! I'm David, and this is my dog, Buddy!" "Hello David! My but you're a handsome boy!" David was a doll! Though fourteen he was rather small and thin. He had a thick patch of bright red hair. He had beautiful green eyes and fair skin. I did see some resemblance to his father Max, but felt his mother must have been Irish. David wore a tight pale yellow polo shirt made of a silky material. His pert chest strained against the fabric. He also wore a pair of thin white slacks and tennis shoes. "Gee, you're really pretty Miss Victoria! My Dad told me you were very nice and I was to do what you say! I hope we'll be friends!" With that David came right up to me and hugged me, burying his head in my soft full breasts and I sighed as I stroked his hair. His dog Buddy, nearly David's height came right up to me and watched me intently. Trying to decide if I was friend or foe. "David, is Buddy friendly with strangers?" "Oh yes, Miss! We do everything together and look after each other. I just know you two are going to be really close!" Buddy came up to me and licked my leg. I shuddered at his massive tongue! I was also introduced to the housekeeper and cook. Bernard is a stately gentleman in his fifties, dressed appropriately as a butler. He directed David to the kitchen for some cookies and milk. I watched his cute little butt wiggle it's way down the hallway, feeling his walk was bit too sissyish for a straight boy. The dog followed eagerly behind. Bernard showed me upstairs to my room, with Luther following behind with my bags. It was nearing nightfall and I was weary from travel and excitement. My room was beautifully appointed, in shades of peach. The large four poster bed looked incredibly cozy. My room had a large walk in closet, plenty of mirrors and a full adjoining bath. I thanked both Bernard and Luther for their help and asked to be left alone, to unpack, settle in and go to bed early. After unpacking and taking a long bubble bath I applied some lavender scented lotion put on a silk robe and left it on the setee near my bed, climbing naked into the soft luxurious silk sheets and fell fast asleep. I awoke some time quite late, and was thirsty and a bit hungry. I put on my pale pink robe and slipped into a pair of white fuzzy mule and ventured into the hall, making my way to the staircase and hopefully to the kitchen. As I walked down the hall I began to hear strange noises. I could hear a television playing, some rather loud music, and I assumed it must be David's room. What alarmed me was the sound of growling and the sound of a human being whimpering and softly crying. I stood outside the door, and felt as the new Governess of my sweet young ward I should investigate. I softly opened the door a little and peered inside. There were low lights on but I could clearly see that it was in fact David's room. It was quite a large room, a suite really, and there on the floor in the middle of the room facing in the other direction I saw a sight that shocked me! David was on all fours, his handsome face pressed down into the carpeting. His companion, Buddy the Great Dane had his front legs wrapped around David's sweet hips and it was clearly evident he was thrusting his cock in and out of David's cute little ass! The huge tan beast growled with dominance as he thrust in and out of his young Master. David was taking his cock, whimpering and softly crying. He was not struggling to get away, he was simply accepting his fate, being bred by his faithful companion! It must have hurt like hell, I thought, and wondered how he could handle a cock from such a large animal. I debated whether I should burst in and stop this act or ignore it. They did not see me, and I could just have easily slipped away. As I began to realize from the way David tried to thrust his bottom back at Buddy to get more and more slippery dog cock inside him that he must be enjoying this breeding! The thought excited me, and I reached between my legs. I wrapped my long painted.fingers around my smoothly shaved little cock and began to stroke it. It had been some time since I had felt an erection, and my cockette was fully erect - four hard inches of shemale sissystick! I stroked it harder, and was prepared to shoot my sissy goo all over the hallway carpeting, enjoying the show of the lithe young man submitting so eagerly to his canine lover! The dog was pumping into him furiously now, and David was groaning! I felt a hand cover my mouth and the hardness of a man behind me. I struggled a bit, but realized I was no match for the manly strength of my captor. It was dark in the hallway and I could not make out who was molesting me but the voice I heard answered my questions - it was Luther! He leaned over to my ear and whispered. "Keep it quiet, bitch...I'm gonna take you right here outside the young Master's door! So, you found out that little David loves to have dogcock stuffed up his little ass, did ya? Well I'm gonna mount you the same way - right here and now!" Luther forced me down on all fours, ripping off my silk robe. While one hand still covered my mouth the other groped at my breasts for a few moments. I could feel his erection poking between my legs. His hand moved from my breasts down between my legs and he jumped when he felt my hard little cock! "I knew it! You're one of Mr. Manley's shemale whores! Well, you're going to be bred real good!" I heard Luther spit on his cock and he lined it up to my hot hole. I was glad I had applied liberal amounts of lotion between my legs earlier and hoped his entry would not be too painful! Luther kept his hand over my mouth to stop me from crying out when he pushed the large head of his black cock into my hole! "The Great Dane is knotting the boy right now - and then he'll fill him up with his sperm - you just watch!" I watched intently as David moaned and the dog whimpered atop him, unloading his seed into his boy bitch. The amazement, and yes lust, that I felt as I observed their violent coupling somehow distracted me from the pain my sissy chute felt at being stretched and prodded by the meaty cock of the household's chauffer! Luther worked his dick further into me, and my cockette stayed hard. All I could think about was what it must feel like to have dog cock up my hole - and imagined that Luther was that big Rottweiler Apollo that had shown me his erection earlier. Without touching myself my little dick exploded all over the carpeting! Luther grunted at the feeling of my hole contracting with my orgasm and gripping his massive fuckpole! Luther fucked me good - he knew what he was doing - and a after a few minutes he no longer needed to cover my mouth. I wasn't going anywhere! His cock felt incredibly huge, perhaps twelve inches - but I have had bigger! I took his cock and began pushing back at him, wanting all of him inside me. Luther chuckled and began to really pound me. We were quiet enough, and David and the dog were loud enough that they did not know of our presence. With a few mighty thrusts I felt Luther bury his cock as deep as possible in my asspussy and he began to shoot inside me. He was so deep I could feel his spurts! After he came he pulled out and left me there, gasping for air and dizzy. The dog had turned and was ass to ass with David and started pulling him around the room as David moaned and tried to scurry along, crablike behind him. I wondered how many times David had been bred like this? I quickly grabbed what was left of my robe and hurried back to my room. I could feel cum dripping down my legs! I cleaned up, and then tried to sleep. My first night at Knottingwood had been quite an adventure! I looked forward to the adventures that might lie ahead for me, and wondered if my dear employer and lover, Max knew what went on in his stately home while he was away?