Date: Wed, 17 Oct 2001 06:49:57 -0700 (PDT)
From: Mike Sammy <luvdoggies@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Master Part 2

This was it. This was the moment I had been craving all week long. The
moment I had been dreaming of, and wanting more than anything ever
before. I knew that tonight was going to be different than any of the other
times. All those times, I had been a willing partner in the sexual
adventures. Not tonight. Tonight, I was going to assume my place. I was
going to be a bitch tonight. A receptacle for the seed of my master and
nothing else. I would let him do anything he wanted to, and I knew that
after he was done with me, I would crave for even more.

As I walked towards the fence, I could feel my cock start to rise up in my
shorts in anticipation of the coming fuck. Because that's what was going to
happen. I was going to get fucked. And fucked good. And I wanted him to
fuck me. I wanted him to slam his cock into me so hard that I could only
scream in pain, and joy, and ecstasy from the feel of it ramming into my
ass. I wanted him to fuck me till I cried. Till my heart stopped. I had
always heard women talk of getting their brains fucked out. Tonight, I knew
I would understand exactly what they meant.

As I got closer to the fence, I could make out a vague outline through it,
moving back and forth. And I knew exactly what it was. My master was
waiting for me to come over so he could climb on my back, put his cock in
my ass, and service me properly. By now, my cock was so hard it was
beginning to hurt. My shorts were sticking out in front of me, almost like
a signpost to the beautiful sex awaiting me. As I got even closer, I
started to hear the sounds that transported me. He was whining. My master
was whining. As beautiful a sign as I could have asked for. He wanted
me. And as much as I wanted him.

I finally got to the fence and, after stopping for a second to try and slow
my heart, I went to it and leaned over. And there he was. In all his
beautiful, dark, sleekness. His body quivering in excitement as he waited
for his bitch to come over so he could start fucking her. And I immediately
knew what I had to do. It came to my mind as clearly as if the words were
spoken to me.

As I stood there watching him, I slowly reached down and drew my shorts
off. First one leg, then the other, all the while never taking my eyes off
him. When they were completely off, I threw them away from me. Next,
slowly, as if to make him understand that this was for him, I pulled my
T-shirt up and off, then threw that away. Then I stood there. My skin
shivering in the heat of the sexual excitement and the chill of the night
air. And I understood what I had done. I was not going to profane the area
of my master with unnecessary items. I was an offering to him. I was to be
his and his alone this night. And I would make sure that I was prepared for
him to do with me as he pleased the moment I stepped into his domain.

As I put my hands on the fence and started to climb over, he immediately
stopped moving. He sat down and just watched me coming over. Almost as if
he was inspecting me before he fucked me. To make sure I was
prepared. There was no sound, no communication between us. That was
unnecessary. I knew why I was here. And so did he. And the sooner I came
over, the sooner he could start servicing me. I finally jumped over the top
and, my heart beating like a hammer, I landed next to him.  Still he sat
there watching me, and I knew what he expected. I slowly lowered myself
down until I was on all fours, my ass willingly waiting for my master to
fuck me. He stayed still for about five seconds, then, with a slow
movement, got up and walked over to me. He stood next to me for a second;
then he started walking all around me. Sniffing me on my arms. Then my
neck. Then my face. He looked me in the eye for a second, then continued
his perusal of his offering. He came to my cock, and, pausing for a second,
licked at the head of it a few times. The feel of his tongue sliding on my
cock almost made my heart seize in my chest. Finally, he walked around to
the back of me and I waited. My body was trembling in anticipation at what
was coming. Then, I felt his nose brush against my ass and, oh god...oh
joy..he started licking my asshole.

I was in heaven. The soft rasp of his tongue scraping against my asshole
was transporting me to levels of excitement I had never felt before. Every
time his tongue brushed against my asshole, my cock would jerk from the
sensation. I was moaning and crying from the feelings coursing through my
body. Like minute, electric shocks; causing me to jerk and twist in
place. Then he stopped. And I knew this was it.

I braced myself for what seemed like forever, then I felt his paws on my
back. I immediately dropped my back lower and thrust my ass higher into the
air to allow him easy access. For a second, there was no movement on his
part. Then, with a brutality I could never have imagined, he slammed
himself into me. I cried out in shock, delight, pain, and absoloute joy as
I felt his cock slam into my ass. Now, he humped himself forward, grabbed
my hips, and proceeded to slam his cock into me. I was grunting and moaning
with each stroke of his cock inside of me. I grabbed onto the grass beneath
me to steady my self as he rocked me forward with each thrust of his cock
into my ass.

"Ohh goood...yes... fuck me..master..fuck me...make me your bitch...fuck
me...make me scream. Fuck me....  Fuck em.."

Then his knot popped into me and I did scream. It had gotten quite large
already and I felt my asshole stretch open as he slammed his entire cock up
into me. Then I felt the knot swell and lock into me and knew bliss. My
master, with his knot now locked solidly in his bitch, never slowed down. I
could feel the knot pulling on me inside every time he pulled back, then I
would feel it scrape along the insides of my ass as he slammed his cock
back into me. Now he picked up the tempo. All I could do was crouch there
and moan and beg for more as I felt his cock swelling even bigger inside me
and moving and jerking in me as my master fucked me as hard as he
could. For that is what he was doing. Days of frustration on his part at
not having gotten to fuck his bitch were now coming out.

Now, I could no longer stop myself. He was fucking me too hard. I started
moving forward from the force of his thrusts, his cock ramming deep up into
me as he fucked me. Tearing at my insides as he tried to get as much of his
cock into me as he could. And I begged him for more.

"Yes. Please....yes...oh god, yes. Oh, pleeeaassee, fuck me..Please fuck
me. Ram your cock into me..fuck me..fuck your bitch good. Please fuck your
good bitch.. harder.. HarDER... HARDER!!! PLEASE!!!"

By this time, my head was down on the ground as I tried to get my ass even
higher in the air to allow him to put as much of his cock in me as he
could. I wanted to feel his cock in my ass. I wanted to feel his cock in my
belly. I wanted him to put his cock so deep in me that I would feel it in
my chest. As he slammed his cock into me, I kept grinding my ass back to
try and allow him to get his cock deeper into me. I wanted all of this
dog's cock in me. I didn't want any part of it outside. I wanted to give
him full access to his bitch. To allow him to make sure that he fucked me
properly and to let him know that I was his bitch and he could have me any
way he wanted. I had been craving his cock all this time and I wanted to
make sure I got as much of it as I could.

For the next few minutes, I just lay there, my grunts getting more guttural
with each thrust into me and wallowed in the joy of my master's cock inside
of me. Thrusting and slamming into my ass with the force of his
fuck. Fucking me good and making me a bitch. Pushing his cock up into me so
that I would know that I was getting fucked properly.

Oh god yes. The feel of that beautiful cock. His legs holding my hips to
make sure he could get up enough leverage to ram his cock in deep. To slam
into me. To fuck me. Fucking me. Oh god. I was getting fucked and it felt
wonderful. My master was fucking me up my ass with his dog cock and I
wanted him to keep fucking me as hard as possible. Just keep ramming his
cock in my ass. Keep slamming his hips into me with each thrust. Moving me
forward with the force of his fucking. Please master. Yes. Fuck me. Fuck
me, master. Fuck you bitch. Fuck me hard. Plunge that beautiful cock into
me. Keep reaming me out. Fuck my ass. Rape my ass. Ohhhh godddDD!!!

Finally, I could feel him speed up and I knew he was cumming. Now I ground
back even harder and tried to raise my ass even more. I wanted him to plant
his seed in me. I wasted him to spew his cum as deep in me as he could. I
held on as best as I could and waited as my master started impregnating
me. Making me his own. Making me his bitch. I could feel his warm seed
spilling me and it felt like I was filling up, and empty at the same
time. I wanted it all. His cock. His seed. Anything he could give me. And
more. He started making a high pitched yelping sound and, with a last push
that drove me almost six inches forward from the force of it, slammed into
me one last time.

Then, he stopped moving. He lay there one my back, and I reveled in the
feel of his fur across me as he started filling me up with his cum. I could
feel his cock throbbing inside me. Each pulse of it a joy as I knew that
meant more of his seed filling me up. Then, he did what I hoped he would
do. He started to get down and, with a pain that filled me with ecstasy, he
turned on me. Now, his cock was pulling on me so hard I felt like I was
going to explode. I crouched there, my ass tight against his as he
continued to service me, his cock throbbing in my ass, his cum spilling in
me and I knew that it had been worth it. But it wasn't over.

The next thing I knew. He started walking forward. I felt his cock pull on
me with almost tearing force and gave a cry. I looked around at him, but he
never even slowed down. He continued trying to walk forward. I had no
choice. I started to back pedal. Trying to keep my ass planted firmly
against his as he pulled me with him, his knot locked in my ass making sure
that I followed him wherever my master wanted to go. Tugging on me with
each step he made as I tried to keep up with him. He walked along for about
ten feet, me, with my ass in the air with his cock in me, following
him. Finally, he stopped and I was able to look around and see where we
were.

To my amazement, I could see that he had dragged me towards the fence. Now
that we were there, he started barking. I couldn't understand what he was
doing at first. But I didn't care. Because, every time he barked, his cock
would jump inside me and his knot would tug on the inside of my ass and the
sensations were driving me over the edge. I knew I was cumming and there
was nothing I could do to stop it. Even though I hadn't once touched my
cock during the entire time he was fucking me. The constant tugging, the
feel of the length of his cock in me jerking as he continued to spew his
cum into me; it all combined to finally sent me into a spasm of
pleasure. Now, I started squealing as wave after wave of pleasure washed
over as my orgasm wracked me. My cock was jerking and I could feel my cum
splashing on my stomach as I spilled my seed. I cried and writhed on the
end of his cock, and finally collapsed to the ground.. The only thing
keeping me up being my masters cock locked in me.

When the orgasm finally started to wear down, I realised that he had
stopped barking. And I also realised that I could hear something else. And
I finally understood what he had done. The other sound I was hearing was my
dog, on the other side of the fence, whining. Whining because he understood
what had happened and he wanted to get over here, but he couldn't. And I
understood what my master had done. He had deliberately incited my dog to
come to the fence so he could see my on all fours, my masters cock in me as
I was serviced. Ass to ass like a bitch as he dragged me around the
yard. Letting him know who the master of this bitch was. I couldn't believe
it. Then, I screamed into my hand as he did something NO OTHER DOG HAD EVER
DONE! He started turning on me again.

I could believe it. Not only that, I couldn't believe the incredible amount
of pain I was suddenly in. And I couldn't do anything about it. I tried to
move my body around to get into a better position, but there was no use. I
could only crouch there, my fist in my mouth as I bit down and continued to
scream as he turned on me. His cock and his knot seeming to want to tear my
ass out of me. I desperately reached back and brought his hind legs over my
back, while trying to support his body, to help him. Anything to get the
pain to go away and before his cock ripped my asshole open. All the while
moving my ass around to keep it as close to his so his cock didn't come
out. Then, he climbed up on my back once more. I was starting to recover
from the pain when suddenly, without warning, he started fucking me once
more. I flipped.

My ass was already sore and sensitive from the first fucking. Not to
mention his turning on me twice. Now, it felt like I was being ripped open
to the very core of my being. Tears started running down my face as I cried
and moaned from the force of his knot rasping back and forth in me. And he
wasn't being gentle either. He was fucking me just as hard as the first
time. Ramming into me so hard that my body was shaking from the force of
his hips slamming into me. And then, I realised something
incredible. Through my tears, through my pain, I had started grinding back
into him again.

I wanted this. I needed this. Wanted him to rip me open with his cock. I
wanted the feel of that beautiful cock sliding inside me to go on
forever. I wanted the feel of his knot, tugging on me every time he pulled
back , then pushing up into me every time he thrust forward. The feel of
his cock sliding inside of me as he fucked me. In fact, I realised that I
had started begging him again. And that was the moment that I knew for sure
that he was my master. He was my owner. I was his. Body and soul. To
fuck. To ream. To impregnate. To spill his seed. Anything, my master. Just
please keep fucking me like your good bitch. I was writhing under him and
begging him for his cock.

"Yes master...oh god yes master. Fuck your bitch. Oh god, fuck me
good.....oh god...slam your cock up in me...yes..oh god... oh god... ohhhhh
gooodddd...  yes....fuck my ass... fuck it.... yes...YES.  YESSS!!

His hind legs were coming off the ground with the force of his fucking
me. I was rocking and moving and falling down, only to get back up and make
sure my ass was properly in the air for him. I didn't want him to miss a
beat. Just to keep that cock ramming in me as hard as he could. Keep
slamming his cock into my ass. Keep fucking me as hard as possible. Please
keep fucking me master. Fuck me.

And, as he speeded up and started to cum again, to my own amazement, I
could feel my own orgasm building up. My body started shaking again as it
ripped through me. Overflowing my senses and causing my muscles to jerk and
freeze from the pleasure. His front paws ended up on my shoulders in his
frantic attempt to shove as much of his cock into me as possible as he came
and I freaked. Now he was almost upright in his effort to get as much of
his cock into my ass as possible. He was whining and growling as he fucked
me. And I was squealing, and crying. Begging him to keep fucking me and
make me his.

I screamed as my orgasm hit, and lost all sense of time and where I was as
I crouched there and tried to stop my heart from bursting. I had NEVER cum
like this. Sensations and pleasure were flowing over me from head to toe
and I couldn't stop them. I could only crouch there and wait for them to
end. And pray they never did. Meanwhile, I could feel his cock start to
jerk in me again as he started to cum in my ass. I could feel his wonderful
dog cock jerking in me and I knew that I would never be the same again.

Finally, I stared to come down once more and this time, I just let go. My
legs and my hands both gave out at the same time and I ended up hanging in
the air from the cock in my ass. It felt like it was going to rip out of me
with the force it was tugging on me with as I hung from it, but I didn't
care anymore. I just couldn't do anything. I was lost in the after
sensations of the orgasm and couldn't move.

After about three minutes, I finally got up enough strength to get my hands
and legs under me, but I decided that I didn't want to. I wanted to hang
from my master's cock. I barely gave myself enough leverage to make sure I
wasn't hurting him and hung there from his cock. Feeling his cock throb in
me as his knot, locked solidly inside my ass made sure I didn't get off
until he was finished spilling into me.

After a while, I started to feel his knot go down. Finally, It got small
enough to slip out of my ass and his cock popped out of me. I immediately
collapsed to the ground and just lay there for a few moments; trying to
gather myself. Meanwhile, he moved about three steps away from me, lay down
on the ground, and started licking his cock clean. I knew that I should be
the one doing it for him, but I just couldn't move. I could only lay there
and watch with pleasure the beautiful sight of his pink cock as he licked
it and frustration rampaged through me that I wasn't the one licking that
cock. I tried to move again, but my muscles seemed to be made of Jell-O and
weren't responding. Not to mention the fact that the sensations coming from
my ravaged ass, with each beat of my heart, made me want to just lay there
and not move.

Then, joy; wonderment...happiness. He stopped licking his cock and looked
at me. My gaze was solidly locked on his cock. I wanted that thing in my
mouth. As if he'd understood my craving, he got up, strode over to me, and
then, stood over me. I was ecstatic. There it was. Hanging over me. His
beautiful cock .Right there. I gently reached up and caressed it. This
wonderful tool that had just fucked me like no one ever had before. I
grabbed it and he immediately growled at me. And I realised that I had to
be gentle. He was sore as well. Softly, slowly, I raised myself up on my
elbows and, taking a deep breath, reached for his cock with my tongue. I
stared running my tongue over it. Licking it softly. Then, I softly took it
into my mouth. Now, I started to softly suck on it. His cum was still
spilling from it and I would swallow it as I felt it drop into my
mouth. Then, I licked it some more. The sensation of my tongue on the
smooth surface of his cock was one of the most beautiful things I have ever
since felt. The feel of it in my mouth as I sucked on it and felt his cum
sliding down my throat was a joy to me as I was bring filled by my master
from both ends.

Finally, he pulled away and his cock slipped out of my mouth. He moved away
from my face and went around to my ass. I felt his tongue brush against my
ass as he gave it a tentative lick. Then, he burrowed his head between my
cheeks and started licking my asshole. My asshole was still sore from the
fucking and I almost screamed out, but I just bit down and held on. I
wanted to make sure and not disappoint my master. I lay there on the ground
and, after a small while, the pain started to subside and the pleasure
returned. It was wonderful, feeling his tongue lick me as he cleaned me
up. Cleaned up his bitch.

Finally, he stopped and came back around to stand in front of me. Then he
lay down next to me. I reached up and started running my hands along his
head. He lay his head down flat on the ground and I continued to stroke
him. I don't know how long we stayed like that, but then, he suddenly got
up and walked back to the fence. Then he stood there and turned to look at
me. Then back at the fence. And I understood.

I gathered my strength, pushed myself to my feet, and almost immediately
collapsed to the ground again. I stood there swaying for about fifteen
seconds, then managed enough strength to stagger over to the fence. When I
reached it, I stood there holding on to it for a few seconds, then started
to climb over. As I was about to raise my leg over for the last bit, I felt
something grab hold of me. I looked down, and saw that he had my leg in his
mouth. For a second, we stayed that way, a frozen tableau on this night of
discovery, then he released me. And I felt my heart slam in my chest as
understanding came. He was letting me know that he wasn't finished with
me. He was just letting me go for now. And I smiled at my master to let him
know I understood.

I collapsed over into my yard and was immediately rushed by my dog. He
started jumping about and yipping and crying as he ran all around, and over
me. Then, a bark came from over the fence and he immediately quieted
down. And I knew that my master had spoken for me. Not now. Leave him
alone. He is MINE!

My dog gave a soft whine and moved off a step from me, all the while
casting glances at the fence that separated my from my master. I smiled
again, got up, and walked over to my door. I didn't care about anyone
seeing me this way, or about the clothes I had thrown off earlier. I went
inside and made for the bathroom. Once there, I turned on the shower and
stood there under the warm water for what seemed like forever. Then, after
getting our and toweling myself off, I went back out to my living room. I
knew what I would find, but I had to be sure.

And there he was. My master. Standing in his yard. Looking over at me in my
robe. I immediately let the robe fall to the ground and stood there for
almost five minutes letting him look at me properly. While I was standing
there, my dog came over to me and started getting that frisky look that
meant the wanted to fuck me. I looked over at my master and he was now
standing, his tale wagging. Even though my ass was sore, I wanted to do
this for him. I got down on all fours and my dogs immediately mounted me. I
guided his cock into me and he started fucking me. However, I made sure to
keep his knot out of me. That was for only my master. No one else. As I
crouched there, my dog's cock ramming up into me, all I could do was stare
at my master in the next yard and know that I was pleasing him. And that he
would make me pay for this the next time he got me down on all fours.

Finally, my dog finished fucking me and I got up from the floor. Then I
waved at my master, turned, and went over to the window and lay down. My
dog came over and started licking my ass as his cum leaked out of it. I
stayed that way for a while, laying there as my dog cleaned me up; just
staring at him in the next yard and thinking about what he would do to me
the next time. I realised that I had a raging hard-on and proceeded to
masturbate while facing him. When I came, I cried out and arched my back
against the pleasure. My dog cleaned up my cum from me, then went to lay
down and see about himself.

I then went over to my couch and lay down for the night. I woke the next
morning feeling like I had never seen sunlight like this before. Out of the
window of my living room, I could see that my neighbour had come back. He
was standing in his yard, playing with my master. And I smiled. Not because
of his lack of knowledge of the treasure he had there. Or his lack of
knowledge a what I'd done. But at my luck in his moving in next door to
me. And my luck at finding a master who would fuck me properly. And most of
all, at the surety that he would one day, sometime in the future, be going
out again and I would once again be with my master and let him service me
the way I needed. Because a good bitch must always be ready for her
master's cock. And I was. Whenever my master called.