Date: Tue, 13 Mar 2018 22:58:15 +0000 (UTC) From: Craig Brown Subject: Animal School 2 (bestiality) Animal School 2 By Pepperpuppy ************************************************************************* Please donate to Nifty so that the site can continue to operate. If you like my story, you can drop me a line at craigbrownmagic@yahoo.com I'll try and get back to you quickly, but I not the type that lives on the internet, so please be patient if I don't reply to you right away. This is a BESTIALITY story. That means it's the kind of story where there's sex between a human and an animal (or ten). If you don't like that idea, (or are underage) then please don't read on. Otherwise enjoy yourself like a pig in shit. Contact me at craigbrownmagic@yahoo.com if you like, although I don't live on the internet so I may not get back to you for a couple of days. ************************************************************************* ALSO if you're smart you'll read the earlier chapter to be up to speed or I'd recommend you do so, so you can follow the storyline...Pepperpuppy xxx ************************************************************************* I was surprised how easily my wife accepted my idea of starting a school (call it a business under any other circumstances) devoted entirely to the needs of bestiality aficionados. I only knew of a couple around the world, that I'd already read about or heard of. The various website accommodation sections of each of those businesses showed they were continuously booked out...and that was charging $3,000 a day! Janice had even gone and done some up to date internet research on it yesterday, which was why I had listened so attentively to what she'd told me after tea, which if nothing else had us sexually charged if not monetarily charged. SO... I didn't argue when we went to bed that night and Janice made me lay face down totally naked on the pillows to raise my butt up slightly, before tying both my arms and legs spreadeagled to the corners of our marital bed. After that, she gently but determinedly inserted the thickest butt plug (lightly greased thank god) I'd ever seen or felt before (10 inches long and 5 inches thick in diameter) in my anus, firmly pushing it all the way inside me, before tying it up somehow so there was no way it could slide back or out of my completely stretched anus for the remainder of the night. FUCK it hurt when she did it, but then when she turned the vibrator on inside the plug and set it to high, the thrumming vibrations made the initial pain quickly fade away. As a matter of fact the exquisite feeling of the powerful vibrations on my prostrate soon had me ejaculating over and into the sheets I was lying belly down on. My wife seemed thrilled when she heard my muffled cry "I'm cuming" and a long deep trembling of my body showing her I was now hooked caught and filleted. She whispered in my ear that she'd make sure I enjoyed it a few more times tonight, before telling me that in sharing everything together, she would take a smaller vibrator up her own arse too. So standing where I could see her do it, she proceeded to wedge a tiny one up her own butt, before tying it with another thin rope and leather patch, similar to the one that was forcing my own anal intruder to stay inside me. Janice was a person who always kept her word and before we even left the kitchen to come upstairs to go to sleep, had already promised me I'd be sleeping on the "biggest damp patch" I could have ever imagined for the rest of tonight. And she did too, playfully managing to keep it cool, sticky and damp several more times during the night. By the time she untied all my fastenings in the morning, the huge butt plug was so firmly wedged inside me she had to tug forcefully downwards quite a bit, so that gravity and my own now well loosened anal muscles, managed to finally expel the thick brutal and poop covered intruder into her waiting hands. She laughed while describing to me how gaping wide my back door now looked, taking several photos on her phone while she untied me, then showing me the photos while I was still too exhausted from the butt plug's expulsion to try and move. With her words "your arsehole could take a bull up it now honey" following me, I waddled towards the bathroom, bow legged, like I'd been riding a horse for a week, hopelessly unable to prevent the loud wet farting noises emanating from between my legs. After a brief shower together where I learnt a new lesson, "that soap sometimes shouldn't be used in certain places", my now "dominant" wife led me back into the bedroom, where after instructing me to lie on my tummy again, gently applied and inserted lubricant on and into my anus. Telling me with her most beautiful smile "You'll never call me "a bitch" ever again", she then made me put on a long sleeved flannel shirt before leading me downstairs and onto the same blue tarpaulin that had been on the floor yesterday where she had bred with Goldie. Janice then gently instructed me to kneel down and lie on a pillow placed over a padded stool, whereupon she proceeded to go and tie my right wrist with a satin covered rope, then went and tied the other end of it to a piece of furniture on the left hand side of room. She then did the same with my left wrist tying it to a piece of furniture on the right hand side of the room. By doing this, it forced me to keep the top of my head close to the floor. My body was now positioned in such a way over the pillow covered stool that my lubricated and gaping back door was now completely accessible and vulnerable to anyone or thing. Janice told me (with a knowledgeable grin) while she placed a cushion for me to rest my forehead on when I grew too exhausted, that the photos she was taking of me now, were meant for the subject curriculum when we got started, before proceeding to take some more photos of me, tied up helplessly and naked from the small of my back downwards. Just as she had upstairs the previous night and again this morning when she had begun untying me, she explained that the photos may come in useful later on for potential students(?) before smugly asking me if I was ready for "them" now. I already knew "what" was going to happen to me, because we'd both discussed it quite comprehensively last night before we went to bed, where her preparations for me had first started. So now, whether I liked it or not, I was going to find out what it was like to be a reluctant female dog in heat whose owner has to tie her over a barrel for her to mate (Janice used a stool and a pillow on me actually) . Nervously smiling back at her and saying I was ready, had her asking me if I was positive I was ready, and nodding my head to her, had her bend down and kiss my forehead and say "I hope you'll enjoy this honey, but try not clenching your back door shut to stop any one of them mounting you. It's hopeless to even try it" she assured me knowledgeably. "Just stay calm and relaxed and don't clench with the first few thrusts." "Seriously hon" she looked at me knowingly, "you'll enjoy it a lot more if you do exactly what I've told you to do". Then giving me a reassuring smile she walked off to get the first of my lovers, returning with Yeager, our black retriever who was about three years old. Janice had told me last night she was going to try and mate me with our three dogs one after the other, so I could gain 1st hand knowledge of dog mating to relate back to potential guest students to help them when they had to try it. This was part of the school lesson curriculum plan Janice and I had worked out as part of the student educational training program for their first bestial love making experience. I would look after any of the male students and she'd look after the female students with my assistance if we couldn't find staff to work there. With me helplessly tied up and restrained, Janice told me she'd almost forgotten something, before dashing off towards the stairs and up them. Her noisy descending back down stairs and coming back to stand beside me, then feeling something being wiped across my back, had Janice telling me that she was using her dirty panties to make me smell a little bit like a female dog in heat. Then telling me to take a good whiff, she held the pungent smelling panties under my nose while she used another pair (I assume just as pungently fragrant) to wipe over my butt cheeks, legs, inner thighs and even around my neck and face. She then took the pair she had held over my nose and told me to open up, where upon she wiped them over the top of my tongue, across my teeth and even suggested I suck on them for a moment (Which I obediently did). Janice then removed them from out of my mouth that allowed me to breathe properly again. A reflex swallow of my saliva found me tasting my wife's stale dried piss along with her musky vaginal secretions. Placing her head close to my body and sniffing exaggeratingly, had her playfully declaring I smelt like a bitch in heat now and was ready for my lovers to enjoy. She walked away chortling to return with Jaeger on a leash and desperately struggling to hold him, gasped out to me that Jaeger's cock's out like a rocket already. My wife then held a pair of her dirty panties up to his nose to ready him, even though he appeared to be horny as hell already, before she informed me the tip of Jaeger's cock was already squirting precum. She manhandled a frantically struggling Jaeger over and behind me as best she could, before simply letting go of the leash and in moments my back door opening was searing in pain from Jaeger's abrupt and quick entry into me with his first frantic thrust, his full weight on my back pinning me against the pillow over the stool. My loud screams of pain only encouraged my wife to ask me humorously "Are you on the pill honey, because if you're not, you'll very likely be suckling a litter in the not too distant future". The she loudly yelled at Jaeger "fuck the bitch full of puppies before the other dogs get to her boy". He must have heard her as I felt him start thrusting even more frantically. Jaeger was certainly a powerful thruster and I soon felt my forehead being pushed against the cushion under my head, silently thankful now to Janice for her forethought. My arsehole started to feel like someone was trying to force a melon inside it. Then with my wife telling me "Jaeger needs some help", stood behind me as I felt Jaeger seem to powerfully push himself even further into me and my almost tore in half. Soon after the still intense pain wasn't from my anus being torn apart due to his thrusting, but the inside of my stomach that now felt suddenly very full. My loud shriek when I'd felt myself almost being torn apart between my legs had Janice excitedly telling me Jaeger's knot had me locked with him now, and he'd finish breeding with me shortly. As soon as I felt my back door being torn open, I'd also began feeling powerful jetting squirts inside my now very full and getting fuller back passage. Jaeger's cock seemed to be swelling even more and I told Janice that I thought that Jaeger was pissing inside me. She just chuckled while proudly telling me, that my lover was simply fertilising his bitch to give her all the puppies he could. I could feel Jaeger's watery sperm begin dribbling out of me onto my ball sack and inner thighs as well as dripping onto the tarpaulin beneath me. The area inside me around my stomach was now so swollen I was feeling like I wanted to throw up. Impaled to the hilt with Jaeger's monstrously thick cock continuing to fertilise me, I was completely helpless to prevent his enthusiastic rape. I felt an intense pain inside me when Jaeger began trying to slide off my back, Janice happily told me he was simply turning round to finish impregnating me. She told me this was how dogs locked themselves to their female bitches, for most of the fertilising of the womb's eggs and it should be another twenty minutes before his flow of doggy sperm filling me would stop. She was right about the twenty minutes part, when I finally felt Jaeger trying to pull away from me. Janice had already warned me that it was important to keep Jaeger calm and steady as he untied from me, mentioning about how a dog's cock had to shrink considerably, before he could get out of a bitch because his knot and cock were so swollen. When she felt it was time, she encouraged him to walk away. But his cock was still so big inside me, that it felt like someone was trying to tug a watermelon out of me. After a few painful false starts of trying to pull out, with a another searing burst of pain and an audible pop, I felt him suddenly slide out of me, so dramatically it actually felt funny back there now. I now felt very sore and tender, totally exhausted, yet surprisingly empty and incredibly unsatisfied from Jaeger's rape! Janice bought my lover around to stand where I could finally see for myself how large and swollen his cock still looked, now dangling under his furry body. Janice then gently but quickly led him away, only to come back shortly afterwards holding Spot, who's sudden tug on the leash saw his tongue able to take a quick deep lick of my vulnerable opening. The tug had been so unexpected, that the leash Janice was holding flew out of her right hand and just as suddenly Spot had jumped up on my back and begun eagerly trying to jackhammer his rock hard cock inside me. His sudden quick success at finding my slimy back door opening and another loud painful shriek had my wife again sarcastically congratulating me on becoming Spot's newest bitch. She informed me knowledgably that Spot always fucked hard and fast and it seemed to me that he wasn't going to change that for a new bitch. As with Jaeger, Janice said she'd try and make it easy for me and I felt (rather than saw) her firmly push Spot's slowly expanding knot inside me, finding my back door yawning wider before quickly closing around Spot's still swelling knot trapping the two of us together. It still hurt but his knot had only begun starting to swell when Janice had pushed it inside me, so the pain quickly disappeared as I started to think of ways to try and explain this to possible students, if our new business venture was to succeed. Spot didn't even try turning to lock the knotting, before I felt him starting to pull out of me. When he did I was too tired, sore and exhausted to worry about the mess flowing out of me onto the tarp. When Janice quickly came back in holding a less agitated Goldie, she told me "You're going to love being Goldie's bitch believe me. He really knows his business". I felt Janice's fingers slip inside my arse adding more lubricant that she hadn't done with the other two Labradors. Oddly Goldie didn't start frantically thrusting away trying to find the opening after he calmly mounted me. Instead he seemed to gently slide/thrust into me after a couple of tries and his gentle entry felt quite stimulating, which my now relieved mind gratefully appreciated. Janice said she thought I seemed to like my new lover and said I'd find him particularly special once he got going. I found out why shortly after she helped push his knot past my now completely unresisting sloppy back door. I also soon found out that Goldie's quickly ballooning knot seemed to be much bigger than the other two dogs. As it swelled larger and larger, so too did his sperm flow become hotter and quicker. His impregnation of me felt like someone had slid a thin hose inside me and turned on the tap. I lay slumped on the pillow over the stool, no longer capable of doing anything other than submitting to his breeding. Goldie's breeding even had me cuming helplessly into my wife's eager mouth, who had gotten onto the tarp lying beside the stool and been licking and sucking me under my balls or on my cock equally in turn. Goldie's turning and locking the two of us together arse to arse felt like the pinnacle of the mating and I was actually starting to wish he could've been able to fertilise me and get me knocked up and full of his puppies. BUT, when he WAS finally finished, his unlocking dismount from inside me was so excruciatingly painful I was crying helplessly so bad was the pain. But as prolonged as the dismount was, it was at the same time exhilarating, until with an extra loud wet pop telling me his penis was now out of my arse. I knew there and then that if I'd been an actual bitch, I'd certain be having a litter of puppies! "He really knows how to fuck doesn't he darling" Janice remarked to me, although the three consecutive mating's had completely drained me of any strength or energy in my body, making too tired to do anything other than remain curled up in a foetal position, breathing heavily and raggedly and nodding my head in agreement. The tarp I was slumped down on was now so slippery with dog sperm and human cum, that Janice had to use all her muscles to put a nappy around my bottom and fastened the Velcro tabs, then help me to slowly get up and stagger over to the closest door to hang onto its handle, while the circulation slowly came back into my legs. The strength and effort I needed to make trying to struggle up the stairs into our bedroom and then lie down on the bed with Janice's assistance had me to exhausted than to do anything else but close my eyes and try to rest. When my wife laid a folded towel over our bed for a nappy change an hour or so later, she nervously told me after taking off the soiled nappy that I had been bleeding inside me, and if when she changed me at tea time and it was no better, she'd have to think about taking me to the hospital. Luckily "that" change still saw my nappy soggy with dog sperm but not very much blood. I walked around in a nappy for another day and a bit, along with huge "maxi" pads between my legs, borrowed from my wife. Still it was necessary to be changed every couple of hours till the following evening, because I was still leaking dog sperm even by then! Janice seemed quite pleased with how I felt by then and told me that when she'd had her first triple mating, she'd had to walk around changing pads every 30 minutes for almost a day. The one thing my 3 mating's definitely did do (besides leaving me with a gaping, soggy sticky anus) was to refine and reshape my sexual ardour almost entirely. That came in handy later on when the number of male students grew quicker than we had both predicted. By the end of the week, I was almost walking properly again albeit with the slightest bow legged gait. Several evenings after my first mating, Janice and I talked about the definite probability of women wanting to sample an anal mating with a dog. Janice having already done it several times, some of them actually meant to occur, others by accident agreed with me that if we didn't find any staff to help out, she'd have to be the model for the women student's demonstrations. But that's another chapter bitches AND being the bitch I am now, you can all just go fuck yourselves and wait. That is of course unless you're an un-spayed Dalmatian. Then I might do something for YOU, like allow you to tie with me and fertilise my eggs with your puppy making sperm.