Date: Mon, 05 Dec 2005 20:41:20 -0700 From: john m Subject: My Dog Trip to Maine Part 4 My Dog Trip to Maine Part 4 4th installment of Dog Trip to Maine, completely fiction. None of these events didnt take place, only in the mind of the author. ((With that she left me in my kennel to let me rest. Then, I remembered the Saint Bernard. I looked across the hall and saw him standing there, looking at me wagging his tail.)) I stayed in my kennel through the rest of the day and throughout the night. My ass throbbed from my recent breeding session. The morning crept up slowly as Jessi refilled all of the dogs' bowls with fresh food and water. Mine as well of course. She looked at me as I ate my breakfast and petted my head through the bars. Jessi opened the gate, taking off my collar and throwing it away. She said my master would be back in an hour or so to pick me up early, and he sent a new collar for me to wear. She pulled out a pink collar with a new tag on it saying: Jessica, Dog Slave. It was pretty plain and simple. She put the pink collar around my neck and locked it with a small lock. She put the key in her pocket, then pulled out my leash and clipped it to my collar. She then opened the Saint Bernard's kennel and attatched another leash to his chain collar. She led us both to the examination room, the Bernard trying to get to me constantly. She opened the door, and led us in. Jessi tied the Bernard to the breeding pen, then brought me to the examination table. She picked me up and put me on the table. Yes she was a strong woman, and I was a little light. She turned me around, pulling out my tail plug. She put on an examination glove and stuck three fingers roughly into my ass. I gave a moan. Jessi: "Well girl, I believe you'll be ok for one last run before your master gets here to pick you up." She pulled her fingers out of me then picked me up and sat me on the floor again. She took a vial and pulled out a tablet and told me to swallow. At first I refused, but then a sudden smack on my cheek changed my mind. I opened my mouth and she gave me the tablet. I swallowed. Jessi: "Good girl." She turned up the thermostat a bit and it immediatly started to get warmer in the room. She led me to the breeding pen, and clipped my collar to the small post. The pen was clean, she must have cleaned it out as I slept in my kennel. The Saint Bernard started jumping excitedly, knowing what the pen meant. He must have been in the pen before. She went over and brought the Brenard over to the breeding pen. She let him go, unclipping his leash then shutting the gate as a small sound came from the front desk, ringing. She left me and the Saint Brenard alone in a small pen as she took care of some customers, a lovely couple looking for a good pet. The Saint Bernard started sniffing my ass and licking me, feeling his cold nose against my skin. I found out what that tablet was because immediatly my cock started to get rock hard. I took a viagra. My cock started to throb and as it got fully hard and fully erect, the Bernard came around and started to lick it, giving it a nibble. I gave a small yelp, then the Saint Bernard went back around sniffing my ass more. As I saw him go back to my ass, I caught a glimpse of his dog cock coming out of its sheath. I couldn't give myself any pleasure, my hands being tightly fit in tight mits. I felt the Bernard jump onto my back, I felt his heavy body lay on me, feeling like its crushing me. His cock was at full attention. I felt him start to find his target, trying to get his go with the new bitch. His hard dog meat poked at my ass until the head found its way in. I felt him thrust harder into my ass, his heavy body and all his fur brushing against me. He started to pound me like the bitch I am, my cock throbbing in return with his thrusts. He gripped my neck with his teeth and I gave a small whine. That didn't bother him much, he kept holding on as he punded his hot meat into me. Jessi walked in with Karl. The large saint Bernard rubbed against my body and made me sweat hard. I felt his hot cock start to burst with streams of cum into my ass. He didn't lock his knot with me, which I guess was a good thing. I could feel his knot smack my ass trying to get in, but couldn't. That thing felt huge. After the Bernard got done pumping me with cum, Jessi opened the gate and the Bernard jumped off me, making me hurt a little from the rough dismount. Karl clipped a leash to my collar and he thanked Jessi for watching me. Karl: "Thanks alot Jessi for watching over my little bitch. Jessica, be a good girl and say thank you." "Bark Bark!" I replied, Karl picked up the dog butt plug from the examination table and thrusted it back into my ass. I whinced abit as Karl pulled on the leash and took me out to his truck. He picked me up and put me in the back of his truck, then shut the camper door and tailgate. The ride to his house was quiet. When we got their he led me to my kennel, but Mac was gone. Karl said Mac was in the house, then locked me in the kennel alone. He left me in their for a good couple hours, my cock straining from the dose of viagra, that was the first time someone ever gave it to me, so I didn't know how long it would last. I tried as best I could to try and suck myself off, but I couldn't bend that way. My cock strained, then eventually the viagra wore off, my cock starting to go limp again. I gave a whine, wanting to have some relief. I lay in the dirt on my side, trying to relieve the heat and my urge to have relief. I watched Karl come walk over to me. He knelt by my and he petted my head. He had a sad look on his face. Karl: "I'm sorry little bitch, but I have some news. I'm going to be out of town for the next couple weeks, so that means your third week here won't be with me." I had a sad shocked look on my face. What was I suppose to do then? Karl: "Your going to be the legal property of a small country club a few miles away from here, that means further from the town also." Well, that sounded exciting. But I was sad that I wouldn't be able to be his slave anymore. Karl: "There was only one condition for them to accept, you have to be fully licensed as a female dog during your stay there. I have made the paperwork up for your new temporary home and its right here." He held up paperwork for a licensed bitch named Jessica, me. Everyone at the coutry club was aware of the bitch that was going to stay with them for the next week. I looked at the paperwork with a sad expression on my face.