Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2012 16:53:06 -0700 From: DVNT Puppy Subject: Born to Be Bred 3 I have no idea how long we stay like this--ass to ass, with Big Show's fat knot bolted tight inside me--but each passing second brings the pain to a new, higher level. I'm soon sweating and shaking, my head lolling towards the floor, my arms quivering, my mouth open, gasping and drooling. A sky of sparkling stars bursts across my eyes each time Big Show tries to pull away. My legs shiver and shake, and my knees burn from the constant effort of keeping that damn dog from dragging me ass-first out of the room. Every few minutes he gives a little whine as he pulses out another shot of cum. But his soft, happy whimpers are drowned beneath wave after wave of my desperate screams. "Sure is noisy, ain't she, Slim?" "That's just nature doin' it's thing. Every time this randy bitch yelps, she gives that juicy dogdick a nice squeeze and gets some more cream in her twat." "We gotta get a move on though. Might need to throw some water on these two lovebirds. Break it up." "Nah, let's let things take their natural course, Ed. No need to rush a boy's first dogfuck. Ain't that right, baby?" "Please, Sir, make it stop. I can't take it." "Aw, baby, don't be afraid. First time is always the hardest. And the hottest to watch." "Please, Mr. Slim. Please. He's ripping me in two." "Don't fret, babygirl. That fresh young twat of yours can take it." Mr. Slim pats me on the head. "Listen to Daddy now, baby. This is what your Master's horny little girl was built for. Daddy knows best." Just then, Big Show pulls free, his cock tearing and burning just as much on the way out as it did forcing its way in. But the cool air helps soothe the pain, and a shudder of relief spreads across my body as Big Show slinks off contentedly into the corner. Instinctively I pull my knees together, trying to protect myself from further abuse. And the biting pain soon gives way to a new and strange sensation: puffy, distended folds tucked between my asscheeks. I move my legs from side to side and twist my hips, savoring the sensation of my bloated asslips rolling over one another. "Damn, that hole is wrecked, Slim. Red and raw and swollen up just like pussy. Looks so pretty from back here." "Be sure to get that creampie on film, Ed." "I would, but the bitch's clenching up tight." SWACK! I cry out as Ed's slaps my ass. "Open those legs." "Just hold on there, Ed. Lemme show you how Mr. Slim trains a new bitch. Just gotta know what buttons to push." Mr. Slim kneels in front of me and reaches his hands down to my chest. Taking my nipples between his long fingers, he begins to tweak and twist them gently. "Want a girl to spread her hole after a good fucking, this is what you do. Watch and learn, Ed." I moan softly under my breath as my Master toys with my chest. And gradually my legs relax and my back begins arching. "You see how you do it, Ed? A bitch's teats get real tender when she's in heat." Mr. Slim speaks softly into my ear. "Ain't that right, baby? Them titties feelin' tender? Come on, now. Open up for Mr. Slim, baby. Show us that nasty cummed up pussy like a good girl." As he strokes my nipples--delicate pinching followed by quick flickings of his fingertips--the tension in my legs dissipates and a shivering tickle courses down to my dick. I can't help it. My legs start to spread. "See there, Ed. Slim's a regular dog whisperer when it comes to boybitches." Ed is now behind me, his hands lifting and stretching my ass. A warm wetness starts to collect where his two fingers press and tap on either side of my hole, then a sudden flood pours out, gushing from my gash. "That's so fucking hot: raw, busted up boyhole shooting up dogcum. Shit, there must be a gallon in there." "That's the way, bitch. Give it all back now. You don't get to keep that cum. Not until you've earned it." Looking back beneath my body, I see the cum showering down from between my legs. The long white strings wash down along with clear, watery liquid. Ed has placed a silver dish between my legs to collect it all, but I cannot imagine why. I don't have to wonder long. As the river of cum turns into a dribble, Ed picks up the dish and hands it to Mr. Slim, who places it beneath my head: It's a dog bowl. I turn my face from it, but Mr. Slim grabs my hair and forces me to peer into the bowl. It's a grotesque mixture of opaque slop. "You know what to do, bitch. Get your muzzle down into that bowl." I fight as hard as I can, pushing back against my Master's hand. I won't. I won't do this. Mr. Slim lets go of my head and walks behind me. "Okay, Ed. Looks like now's the time for some negative reinforcement." His hand comes down hard, striking my balls full force; it's like a bullet or an explosion between my legs. When I scream, Ed's foot slams down on the back of my neck, forcing my face into the bowl. He keeps his foot pressed down hard, as I struggle to breath. It's cold and slippery and smells stronger than piss. I start gagging and choking. "Ready to start behaving, again, bitch? Ready to do as you're told? Don't make me drown you in dogcum, you worthless dogwhore. You keep that face down in there, understand me?" Ed gradually lets up, and I can breath again, but I don't dare lift my head completely. "Now, show us what a good little piggy you are. Show us how you like your slop." The camera is right in front of me now. My face is red--flushed with sex (or is it shame?)--as I lap at the bowl. I lift my head, tongue out, covered in slime. "That's right, baby. Gobble it all up now. Show your Master what a nasty cum-hungry slut you are." Mr. Slim pats my head again, and I can't help but see how hard his dick is. Maybe now he'll finally fuck me. "Better eat up quick. Got a long line of dogdicks waiting to unload in you. You're gonna be one busy bitch tonight." To all who wrote me, thanks for your patience and your suggestions. I hope you'll check out my other stories: Lucky Bitch and Tommy the Tease. As always, you can drop me a line at dvntpuppy@hotmail.com.