Date: Sat, 30 Jun 2012 22:26:48 -0700 (PDT) From: Victoria Subject: Victoria Submits 6 Thank you, dear Nifty, for naming me a "Prolific Author" on this site, where my readers can find all of my many stories in one place. Not all of them are beast you know...check out the link there to my transgender stories and check those out as well and enjoy, they can be quite exciting and nasty my dears. I do love it when you spurt for me...I just tingle at the thought! I must admit to you, dear reader, that the reality of submitting to non human cock is a real mind fuck. Why, do you ask? Well, first off if you're a dog lover as I am, having had dogs since I was a child...and when I say "having" I don't mean that in a sexual way...there are feelings of guilt, of shame, and also of lost opportunities, animals in your life for which you reflect back on and wonder about. Like that boxer that my aunt had and I would watch from time to time. He was such a muscular, powerful animal and after I grew a bit, became active sexually and realized my need for cock I would check out his package, his big full bouncing balls, the erections he would sport and how we all tried to ignore it, wondering how Auntie dealt with such an embarrassing occurrence. Makes we wonder why she never had him fixed...maybe this perverse need is in my blood, hmm. Anyway, I felt the need to talk about this, the way my employer has taken control of me sexually and pushed me along down the bestial path of depravity. But who can you talk to about this? My thought was a fellow tranny, a cockslut like me. Darla Dicklet was my choice, we had always exchanged adventures and I knew her to be as much of a cocklover as me, and if it's possible even more eager to submit to all who desired her. In fact she repeatedly expressed he desire to be my maid of all things, to serve me. I humored her, laughing at the thought of ANY tranny as submissive as me, and never took her seriously. Besides, I could never use my cock in a male, aggressive way. I'm a submissive, not a switch, and that's that. That Darla she was always a crazy bitch, right up my perverted alley! My opportunity came this last weekend after our monthly gender group meeting. We all get together, us "gurls" and of course there are supporters who attend the meetings. We dress up, most of us anyway and we talk about feelings and makeup, and feelings....yawn. A few husbands are accompanied by wives who I've found to be terribly supportive. These men seem to have a leg up on the rest of us when we learn about makeup. I must admit my belief that these women encouraged their men to dress and take hormones to gain control of their marriage, obtaining a slave or maid in the process. And why shouldn't they? Their husbands are weak. I can only imagine the service they must provide when those wives feel the need for a cock of a real man. Can someone say cuckold? Sure you can! Our meetings are held on Saturday nights, and typically a few of us go out for drinks at a friendly gay club or back to someone's house to chat or unwind, let loose sometimes. At this month's meeting, my employer Dr. Harold Timmons, a veterinarian, sponsor, adviser to our group...and one twisted controlling fuck in my book...spoke to us. I can only suspect now why Doctor became interested in girls like us, though that interest has been obviously closeted. I felt myself sickened as he spoke about how important it was to him to help us girls live our lives fully and without shame, "achieving our potential". He pointed to my employment and how pleased he was with my performance and professionalism. The crowd clapped and I blushed. What would they think if they knew he had made me a dog whore at his damn vet clinic? "Victoria Sissyclit...dog whore!" I smiled and bit my tongue, wanting to keep the peace and my secret. I exhanged some small talk after the meeting with the others and of course with our speaker, Dr. Timmins. He leaned in close and sniffed me, loudly, and smiled realizing I was still wearing the experimental perfume he had created. It;s funny..that scent has just really stuck with me, seeming incredibly natural to wear. I feel incomplete without it, to tell the truth. If he decides to market this scent Dr. Timmons could be quite successful! Afterward we went back to Darla's apartment and she put out a simple tray of cheese and crackers and opened a few bottles of wine. Darla is quite accommodating, and as I mentioned asked to be my own personal slave, something I have considered but felt was just a bit too kinky. It's difficult for me to be assertive enough to use a slave in the proper manner, though I have purchased a strap on for that very purpose. Sometimes even straight men expect me to perform as a man, and fuck them. My soft little sheclit is hopelessly inadequate as a fucking tool, but like any other girl I can put on a strap on and pretend I'm a man. That's all it is though dear readers...pretense. Sissy...party of one giggle! I must admit I'm not much of a drinker, and soon I was feeling quite tipsy on that cheap Lambrusco. These after meeting "meetings" sometimes get a bit wild and as I slumped back I relaxed into her comfy leather sofa. Several of the girls began to kiss and make out and soon Mitzi had her surprisingly large cock out of her panties and it was thrusting in and out of the pretty red lipsticked lips of Debbie Lynn, a simple country girl who is fast becoming the pretty tranny slut of her dreams, and those of her admirers. Debbie Lynn took the large black sheclit like a pro and I must admit ...it got me a bit worked up. I soon sported a teeny stiffy in my panties and my short black leather skirt was tenting. I had worn the skirt with a pretty zebra striped silk blouse, a very yummy outfit, and as I sat on the sofa next to the two new lovers my skirt rose higher and higher, exposing my smooth legs as well as the tops of my black seamed stockings and the red straps of my garter belt. Since the Doctor had forbidden me to wear panties at work it was a treat to be on the town pantied for a change and tonight's were red, all silk, strawberry red, and they matched my silky brassiere. Darla was salivating over me clothed, though with a clear shot of inner smooth thigh and red panties! She had gone to the other room to slip into something "more comfortable", and she did look very tasty when she returned in her short pale pink chiffon baby doll nightie! In her absence I had been observing the ever eager Debbie Lynn attempting to swallow all ten inches of Mitzi's thick shaft, to no avail. How does she tuck that beast? I was terribly excited...wishing I were the one down between the majestic Mitzi! When Darla returned she pranced around the room, tending to people's needs, filling glasses, bending over whenever possible to show off her matching pink thong which stretched between her smooth cheeks. Mitzi welcomed a fresh glass of wine but Debbie Lynn refused to take the delectable black cock out of her mouth for even a second! She's trying to excite me, Darla..and she did, but it was not with thoughts of masculine desires roaring through me wanting to fuck her smooth ass, I thought of eating it, of sucking on the candy in the front of the dear little pink panties. Sometimes people forget just how far I have fallen from masculinity. She made a point of filling my glass, and flirting with me, at one point pretending to slip and land on top of me, an excuse to bend down and kiss me, becoming a bit assertive, biting my lip, feeling for the lump under my skirt. "Not here, Darla...it's so embarrassing!" "But Victoria, we're all friends...friends with needs...." She took my hand and pulled it under her chiffon up against the sizable lump in the front of her thong. She was big, and getting bigger as my hand took over, gently stroking her growing erection as she stuck her tongue down my throat. I don't normally trick with other sissies, I prefer real men, but in my relaxed and somewhat inebriated state I was quite weak and submissive. And I am a sucker for a good kisser, believe me! Mitzi and Debbie Lynn were now stripped down to lingerie, and the sight was quite titillating...Debbie Lynn as I expected was in some rather conservative lingerie, bra, panties and pull up stockings all in white. I noted she had observed the first rule of dressing up...make sure the bra and panties match, but she wasn't getting points for wearing boring lingerie! Well, maybe the second rule... I again revert back to my love of cinema. In the Rocky Horror Picture Show, the hero Dr. Frankenfurter (stupid name I know, but Tim Curry was SO delectable, overtly sexual and downright tasty in his tattered vintage lingerie!) leads the cast in a spectacular song and dance number that has been the motto I have always tried to live by...and which I believe is the first rule of cross dressing...and LIFE for that manner... "Don't Dream it....be it!" If you haven't seen it please do...right AFTER you finish the story, kittens... Anyway, Debbie Lynn looked sweet and was really gobbling down Mitzi's big thick black cock as she squirmed and squealed above her. She had opened her blouse and was pulling on her nipples as Debbie Lynn slobbered over her black fucktool. Darla, the minx, had me fairly drunk and rather horny for the very promising bulge in her sexy panties, but I couldn't do anything...I mean she's a tranny, and a friend, right...not a real man certainly. Darla climbed off me and pulled me by the hand up and off the couch. She took me into her arms and game me a very hot and passionate kiss. If you've ever tried it you would know that lipstick on lipstick can be incredibly erotic! She pulled me into her bedroom and she started to undress me sitting next to her on her bed. I was giggling, thinking it was silly, but going along. She exposed, licked and kissed my budding new breasts, the result of my hormone treatments. When she got me down to my matching red garter belt and panties I was brought back to reality when she noticed the scratch and claw marks on my sides. You see, I had not healed from my breeding at the clinic. She ran her fingers across the healing scars and looked into my eyes for an explanation. "What", I asked, acting quite innocent. "Victoria who did this to you? It looks painful." "Oh no Hon, it's OK really, don't worry about it." Darla pushed me back, tickled me, and we laughed as we fell onto her bed. Like many sissies her bedroom was quite feminine, and the pink silk comforter felt wonderful. Darla had mounted me, leaned down and kissed me. I sighed and opened my mouth, letting her tongue inside. I felt her hands gently caressing my scars. I winced as it was still quite tender. "Tell me!" "Huh, what?" She began to tickle me again, under the breasts... something that I could never resist, and as I laughed and squirmed underneath her she pressed on for details. "How did you get the scratches? Was it a man? Did he hurt you?" I tried to figure out a lie, something I'm not good at, but she started tickling me again, this time under my stockinged foot. I'm a terrible liar and breathlessly told her what she wanted to hear. "All right, all right...it wasn't a man, it was a dog... in fact, two dogs!" She jerked up a bit off my body, honestly shocked. I felt a glint of shame, and of regret I had opened up to her. "What? You mean you actually got fucked by dogs?" "Well honey I prefer to think of it as breeding, providing a valuable service for our clients at the clinic you see..." "You fuck dogs at work? How do you get away with it, I mean what if Dr. Timmons found out?" "Find out? Fuck! He arranged it, encouraged it!" Darla's face reflected her amazement. Not only did she finally have Victoria in her bed, drunk or not, she had admitted to being fucked by dogs and her benefactor and employer, the unassuming nerdy veterinarian who was such a sponsor for the TG community was really a dirty old man, a pervert! "Does it hurt?" "Well yes, at first...like sex with a man with a big prick, you know...til your pussy opens up." "Do you like to have sex with dogs?" I thought about my response and decided what the hell, I was a bit lit and Darla was such a free thinking slut, I mean she's confessed some incredible adventures of her own. "There are some things about it that are incredible." "Like what?" Darla was painfully hard in her panties. As I answered her questions I gently pulled on her now impressive shaft through the pink silk of her panties, pulled and stroked. "The tonguing! Oh my, the way the dog will curl his tongue...and it's so damn long! For some reason all the male dogs want to tongue my hole, and my little clit too." "What does it feel like?" "Well, raspy on the top, when he licks you...but that curling thing? Well the bottom of his tongue is incredibly smooth and that smooth tongue darting in and out of you will drive you crazy!" Darla moaned. I noticed she was starting to leak, and I was thinking how much I needed to feed, even feed on the inferior cock of a sissy like Darla! My frankness seemed to be terribly exciting to her, to me as well, exposing my terrible secret. I continued. "Dog cock is different...it tastes different...it's shaped differently, especially the head..and being fucked by a dog is really intense, it's so...so...primal, and can be painful Darla...the prick is really a bone and not as pliable as a man's cock!" "Eww, you've had dog cock in your mouth, the mouth I just kissed?" I laughed. "Listen those dogs are pedigrees and probably a lot cleaner than the mongrels you sleep with!" We both laughed and laughed and she kissed me again, tickling me. She slipped off my panties, exposing the shame of my tiny genitals. I tried to cover myself with my hand but she pushed it away, smiling. She was taking control. "Don't cover it, it's pretty...so childlike and feminine!" She pushed two of her fingers into my mouth, sensually, and I sucked them like I would a penis mmm. After a minute she pulled them out and reached down to find the hot opening to my ass pussy. She put them in me ooh. "Show me Victoria, show me how you get fucked by dogs..." I went along, why not? I turned over onto all fours and buried my head into her bedspread, my ass up in the air and spread. I reached back to spread my cheeks as if for breeding and imagined that big doberman thrusting in and out of me, mmm. I felt Darla move on the bed and she got right behind me. I could feel her bone hard sissyclit rub up and down my ass crack and each of her hands went down around my waist and felt the claw marks. I felt her reach over for something and then get back between my spread legs. The cheap wine had me SO relaxed...I felt a cool wet finger rub sensuously across and then push into my hot hole. "So you got into this position and let them use you? Like this?" I was in what I now know to be perfect breeding position. I dug my face and shoulders down as much as I could into her satin bedding, I arched my back and spread my legs, bringing my ass down lower, into position to fit under a stud. I reached back with my pretty painted nails and I spread my cheeks as far as possible, feeling my hole fully exposed and ready for breeding. I flexed it, feeling it wink at her. Darla to my surprise shoved her hard cock right up my sissycunt in one thrust! I screamed with pleasure and surprise! I certainly never thought this would happen between us, but after the initial pain I pushed back at her cock, wanting more inside me. I never have been able to resist a hard cock! "So I suspect the dog got inside you and started fucking...and you tried to get away. He wrapped his legs around you and tried to stop you from leaving. That's when he scratched you!" "Well that's one way to look at it baby...but I think it was more like he wanted to get his dick deeper and deeper into my hot pussy!" That seemed to make Darla wild and she started to fuck me,,,HARD. To tell the truth I didn't think she had it in her. Never underestimate a hard dick and a gurl eager to please! As she fucked me she grabbed me around the waist, digging her long red painted nails into my scratch marks, purposely hurting me, reminding me of the fury of the canine fucking, I moaned and took it, pushing back on her lovely prick, She leaned over and talked to me, nasty like she could, but it got in my head, the way she spoke, the authority she assumed. She held her cock balls deep in me and those damn nails on my claw marks made me squeal! My breathing became shallow and I shook with excitement and passion. "Dog slut! Whore! You've been teasing me for months, and now I find out you're fucking god damned dogs? You filthy cunt!" "Oh...oh...Darla please, I can't help myself..." "Yes I can see that. You're just a fucking hole for dick, I can't believe the way your ass is swallowing up my cock. You know I've always had such respect for you, and now I'm fucking your cunt just like your dog lovers. And that's what it is too, slut...a cunt." I was drunk, I was uninhibited, I was honest. I let my guard down. I shouldn't have let things get this far! But this is what I deserve, isn't it? "I can't believe I wanted to be your submissive sissy maid, and imagined me being the one on the bottom. Well I'd say things have changed, haven't they, you bitch? That's what they call a female dog, isn't it? Answer me!" Darla was really angry, her voice raised, a sharpness in her tone I had not experienced before! "Yes, yes, a bitch...a bitch, It's all true. Please forgive me Darla...forgive and forget my indiscretions, and if I've been difficult in the past I do apologize." Darla laughed and gave me a special deep thrust, to remind me she was still firmly in control of my sissypussy. "Victoria...you've been a real...BITCH!" She went wild and I moaned and clutched her bedspread, she was hitting spots inside me that made me shudder. I felt her tense up and she dug her nails deep into my scars, hurting me. She blasted her hot tranny cum deep inside me!. As she calmed I lowered myself down onto the bed, on my tummy, her on top of me, her cock still inside me, deflating. She brushed my hair gently from my face and kissed my cheek. "You're MY bitch now, Victoria...I know your secrets, know what you need...and I intend to make sure your mouth and pussy are used properly. Yes... MY bitch...." "But Darla, Dr. Timmons has said the same thing to me...he's said I'm HIS bitch, and he is my boss, I need that job. I can't be your bitch too, can I? Oh, I'm so confused!" I began to cry softly and Darla comforted me. I felt her limp cock slip out of me and I felt that sad feeling again, the feeling of emptiness. My hole felt really slimy and sore. She pushed me down to the bed, flat on my tummy now that the breeding was completed. Darla leaned close and reassured me, rubbing my shoulder and then reahed down again, down to my scars. I was so tired, so drained. "Don't worry baby...we'll take care of Timmons, the dirty fuck! Just you wait and see...Darla knows how to deal with nasty controlling men like that!" "But Darla...I think I'm hooked...hooked on servicing dogs. I don't think I can ever stop!" "And why should you, baby? You're a bitch Victoria, and I mean that in the sweetest way, believe me. I know you can't help yourself. Don't worry... I won't deny you dog dick. In fact I want to see you do it. It excites me!" "In fact I wonder how low you will go? Would you pleasure other species? It's all quite fantastic...amazing!" Darla realized that Victoria had fallen asleep as she spoke, calmed by her fucking. What an amazing sexual creature she was, lying there freshly fucked in her garter belt, bra and stockings, a contented look on her pretty face. She imagined Victoria underneath a big dog, taking his cock, becoming his bitch. The thought excited her terribly! She felt her cock stirring. No wonder Timmons and dogs and god knows how many men wanted or had Victoria, she was an amazing fuck! She got up and put on a robe and went to check on her other party guests in the living room. She would send them home and then return to her bed. She wanted that hot ass again. Whether she was asleep or not it really didn't matter, Victoria was a cum hole, and she was going to fuck her all night. It had been awhile since she had felt the need to fuck and control, it was all quite unexpected and liberating! Darla smiled, delighting in the knowledge that she was capable of fucking like a man, and that she had found a way to control Victoria and have her whenever she wished. Hell, it was Victoria that should be the submissive sissy slave in this new relationship, not her. Why didn't she see it? Probably Victoria's superior attitude she thought, and shook her pretty head.. Perhaps she would get a dog, a big male, and keep both he and Victoria collared. She smiled and stroked her now fully engorged cock imagining the scene. Fuck but this tranny slut made her horny! The only way to satisfy a horny slut like Victoria was to keep her mouth and pussy busy, full of cock. She doubted her eager tranny cock would be enough...but add a big dicked horny dog to the equation and it could be the basis for a long term relationship. But there was that nasty Dr. Timmons to deal with...