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Copyright (C) 1999, Mkarl. ALL Rights Reserved
Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Tuesday PM, June 22, 1999
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A Palisade Author story from MrDouble's archive,
Filename: helpless.txt
http://www.mrdouble.com
A Helpless Mom
By Mkarl
I feel so funny actually writing this story because I just know that any
people who read it will laugh at what happened to me and think that I was
filth. I really am a good girl' at least I was until last Friday. I guess I
just have to accept that everything has changed now and if anonymous strangers
read about my total humiliation and laugh at me, then so be it.
My name is Robin. I can not reveal my last name for obvious reasons. I am
a twenty-nine year old wife and mother of a young boy. The family is complete
now with the recent arrival of my boy Michael's new dog, King.
For the interest of those keeping score I am 5'2 and 105 pounds with
shoulder length brunette hair and a body that has gotten me molested on a
couple of occasions. I was never raped, at least until last Friday.
I have never been a dog girl. My father was allergic to most animals. My
husband grew up without an animal in the house as well, so it was only with
some considerable hesitation when we agreed to let Michael keep the stray.
King was a big dog. A Great Dane and not very well behaved. He was so
sneaky. When my husband was home, the dog was like man's best friend but when
it was only me and the boys all alone, then suddenly I was nothing more then a
bitch for the taking.
Of course I tried to correct the beast but I was too small to really hit
him and I did not want to go crazy in front of my boys. The dog constantly had
his nose in my crotch or his paws around my waist. I did not dare wear a dress
or skirt or who knew what might happen.
On Friday morning I had the last straw. I was trying to clean the toilet
when King mounted me so hard I was pushed face-first into the bowl. My son
heard the commotion and came in just in time to see me freak out.
He was crying to protect his dog but it was all too much. I told my son
that the dog had to go. Michael tried to plead that the animal was just trying
to be friendly and then he suddenly shocked the hell out of me. Michael
informed me that a boy in school had told him that when King jumped on me I was
suppose to be the dog's bitch.
I was speechless. Then I told my son never to use that 'word' again and
that we were taking the dog to the pound. I was about to walk away when my son
hit me from behind and knocked me onto the floor.
Before I could react he was all over me trying to actually strip me. Of
course I recovered and threw the boy off before he managed to pull anything
off.
I yelled at him to explain himself but before I could get control of the
situation King made his move. The excitement must have let the beast know that
it was his time for glory.
I may have been able to fight off my nine year old or the dog but not
both. The dog actually bit my hair while he mauled me around the waist.
Michael was all crazy telling me that King was going to be friendly to me and
then I would be his bitch so we could keep him.
I want to be clear that I was not easy. There was not much space to
struggle in the bathroom though and the dog outweighed me but I still wiggled
for several good minuets before my nasty little boy got at my jeans. The
helpful little brat even did my panties for the eager animal.
Even then I made it difficult by trying to collapse my weight and falling
flat so the dog would loose his mount. The problem was things had gone too far.
I got a look at that doggy cock sticking out and I knew the animal was not
going to take 'no' for an answer.
Even though my son was being rotten I did not want him hurt if the dog
got violent so when he growled I got his message clear "give it up bitch!"
I told my son to leave the room or I would not do 'it'. Michael actually
tried to refuse but I insisted that I was still his mother and otherwise
nothing was going to happen between me and the dog. I made sure my kid shut the
door after the cocky brat made sure to get a promise that I would truly allow
the dog to breed me.
When my son was out of harms way and no longer getting a free porno show
I almost decided to fight the dog off but he was still all over me and I
finally just had to say "fuck it."
The dog secured a solid mount as I raised up to my knees. The beast meant
business and with no pants or panties in the way, all I could wonder was what
hole would be fucked. Thank God the dog found cunt first!
I guess anyone reading this letter knows all about the mechanics of how
dogs fuck and how big they get. I, on the other hand, was suddenly screaming my
head off in total surprise. Then, the door opened and there was Michael!!! I
guess the little brat knew all about the 'hung-up' phenomenon and he had the
family video camera.
What could I do. The brat even had the balls to tell me to smile. Michael
filmed about ten minuets then ran off with the tape leaving me at the mercy of
the beast. When I finally got free I put that mother-fucker out of the house
and almost got my husbands gun.
I was humiliated. When my son came home I ordered him to give me the tape
but he said a friend was making some copies. I was humiliated again. I
threatened to spank the boy but he had blackmail planned for me. I knew I was
helpless. My husband is a once a month man, with the lights off and nothing but
missionary. I had never even been able to tell him of the times I was molested
for fear I would then be 'too dirty' to still be married too.
My son saw defeat in my eyes as he explained my new role. My boy had to
miss most of the first 'show' with the dog and now wanted a private
performance.
I have performed everyday for my son and his little friend. They always
insist for me to be naked and friendly for the dog. The beast is a stud and
pounds me into submission every time I am forced to excite him with my mouth.
Of course the brats have also had their fun and I am sorry to say that
because as crazy as I may have been to have allowed this situation to develop
just to keep a secret from my husband, it now appears as though the last laugh
is on me because the second kid with my son is black and now I am knocked-up.
I would cry if I had any tears left. I never did anything to deserve my
fate but now I am left with a choice to breed for my son and the Negro or have
them provide the town with copies of my dog videos. Either way my husband is
out of the picture so if you see a 'Leta' with a black baby in nine months you
will now know it was not really my fault. On the other hand if you get a laugh
out of this then I guess you should feel free to confront me with your own
blackmail scheme because I am sure I will not even care about anything by then.
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