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Subject: {ASSM} El Maestro de Nita con Cuatro Piernas (bestiality)
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This is an original work of adult literature.  If you are under
18 years of age, read no further.  If you are a pious self-righteous
adult burdened by a repressive religious upbringing and sexual
hang-ups too numerous to count, then you too should pass.

      This work may be copied for personal use and enjoyment, ONLY.
      Reposting on any pay sites is forbidden without the expressed
      permission of the Author at:  godegesil@hotmail.com

      This work contains Domination, Con/NC sex, beast, masochism,
      
      Feel free to offer comments and suggestions at the above email.

{ASS}El Maestro de Nita con Cuatro Piernas Part 1 and 2 {Toryu}(reluc
degrad oral nc/cons bdsm breast)

El Maestro de Nita con Cuatro Piernas

Part 1

The Latina stood in front of the steamy mirror and admired her
reflection.
Strands of black hair clung to her clear damp forehead. She ran the
towel over her head bristling her short hair. Thick eyebrows above
large dark eyes knitted and she pursed her full lips as she appraised
herself. Was her face all it could be she thought?  She laughed to
herself, did he even care? Her high cheek bones hinted of her indian
ancestry as did her creamy carmel colored skin. No tan lines marred
the lean muscular shoulders, chest or hips.

She turned her fine jaw to the side and admired her own quarter
profile, "Yes, she was attractive", she thought. Her pretty nose
wrinkled and light glinted off the slender hoop that pierced her left
nostril as she caught view of the wisp of dark hair in front of her
ear.  Her damn sideburns had thickened too she thought.

As women went, she had always been hirsute, it came with the mixed
ancestry, but the steroids had made it worse she admitted to herself.
"Some side effects weren't all bad." she thought with a grin. The
shadowlike, ever so faint hair along her upper lip gave the impression
of a perpetual pout.  Sexy, more than one man had told her.


She shrugged and her eyes moved down the wetly glistening slope of her
femininely muscular chest.  Size A or B? It didn't matter, she more
than made up for it with long prominent nipples. After all, more than
a mouthful was a waste, and her nipples were all that an more. The
chocolate brown protuberances looked like long juicy brown
raspberries. Sitting atop puckered perpetually puckered gingersnap
areolas. In a tight blouse or bikini the brazen knobs drew more than
their share of hungry stares from any males in sight. They might as
well have been neon for all the modesty their dark color afforded in a
light blouse.  Her bottom tingled with the thought. "Oh, yes." she
thought with a shiver, as the other unforgettable side affect sent an
electric reminder jangling through her.

Her swelling clitoris, the breakfast sausage of a demon that dwelled
between her firm carmel thighs was another relict of her steroid use.
A mixed blessing and curse.

Towel in hand she quickly dried her muscular legs, proud products of
many hours of squats and leg presses.

"Yes, and more than strong enough to support both his weight and
mine." she thought with a giggle. She glanced at the clock with
anticipation and cocked a small shell like ear.  He would soon be
home.  Her breath caught in her chest for an instant. "Must hurry" she
thought.  She took a deep calming breath and bent at the waist to
towel her feet.  Her small buttocks flexed as she bent becoming twin
tight globes of firm feminine flesh. She grinned to herself as she
caught a glimpse of the trim hair fringed lips of her damp labia in
the mirror, visible in the gap between her thighs. The thick trimmed
moustache along the meaty lips would  have done Fernando Lamas proud. 
The precious purse was at the bottom of the wide, darkly delicious
cleft between her firm trim cheeks.  The red-chocolate flesh of was
accented by short dark ringlets of black hair.  The puckered crater of
her anus was clearly visible as if the firm muscles of her buttocks
were deliberately putting it on display.  The pucker lines made it
look like a dark starburst.

Raising her 5'3" on tiptoes, she stretched her firm calves.  Most
women would kill to look as good at 19 as she did at 28 she admitted
to herself.  She turned to face the mirror as she toweled the thinned
remnant of pubic hair that she chose to retain the dark fleshy
entrance to her vulva. The thick black thatch of coarse hair was and
remained history, only the tiny dark island on her mons remained of
the dark, dense tangled forest of steroid fertilized pubes.

She passed a bare hand over the colorful splash of color on the right
side of her tight abdomen. The tattoo had be an impulse, like so many
things in her life. An impulse like others, like him, that she didn't
regret.

She cocked an ear to the sound of the door opening and her heart began
to race.

"God, she loved what he did to her!" she thought. "She loved how he
made her feel, so small, so helpless."

The little demon between her thighs tingled with agreement as it began
to swell, pushing itself out from between her labia like a small
greedy hungry tongue.

She had struggled for years with the feelings of sexual
submissiveness, not knowing quite how or what to do with them.  Till
she met him.

Her nose flared as the smell of her own musk mixed with the damp air
of the small room. She groaned inwardly as she felt the dark meaty
petals of her cunt swell and blossom with arousal as the meaty finger
of her clit buzzed.

Her mind raced back to when she first met him while house sitting for
a friend, even then there was an attraction.  His strength, his quiet
masculinity dominated her, she felt so small and helpless near him. 
She had wanted him to do something. It dawned on her that she would
let him do anything to her. She found herself craving it, something,
anything.  Did she tempt him?  Could he see her soul with those dark
sleepy eyes of his.  Did he know she wanted him?

"Gawwwd!" she remembered with a shiver. That quiet evening, alone
watching television, he seemed impassive, playfully tormenting her.
Yes, she had been immodestly dressed, but for him to try to take her,
then and there.  "Well, she had presented her nearly bare bottom to
him when changing channels hadn't she?" she admitted with a giggle.

Walking from the bath to the bedroom, her bottom knotted as she
remembered his weight on her back, the fleeting panic as she felt his
stiff girth prodding at her venerable upturned bottom. Her fat clit
pulsed as she recalled the helpless fear that coursed through her
under his weight, the shame as her hand betrayed her as it reached
back to pull aside the shear nylon barrier that stood between him and
her secret desires.
Her labia swelled and fattened with lust driven blood as she recalled
how he filled her greedy hand, the damp heat as she guided his girth
to the wet welcoming mouth of her ravenous womb, the impossible
stretching sensation...

Lost in her depraved thoughts she barely heard him come into the room
behind her.  Her heart skipped a beat and her vagina pulled hard in
her belly as she caught his musky scent mingled with her's.

She turned to look in his dark languid eyes, her breath caught as he
looked straight to her soul.  His hunger for her was there for her to
see, he made no sound except for the breath rumbling with the rise and
fall of his deep black chest.  Her hungry eyes searched, looking
between his muscular black thighs, spying that which melted her
resistance like hot butter to flow out between the lips of her hungry
quim.

A low moan escaped her lips as she felt her knees flex acting on their
own
accord under his unwavering gaze, lowering her to the floor. Her mind
was a mixture of hot unquestioning lust and quaking fear as she began
to crawl toward him on flexed hands and knees. Her slender red tongue
licked at her full lips as her eyes darted from his to the thick rod
of hard gristle that hung heavily between his hard muscular thighs.

Her nostrils flared at the strong male scent of him causing a fresh
gush of female musk to wet her swelling labia. She felt her womb pull
tight in her dripping bottom as the sound of his low grow.  She
crouched her naked form lower as she continued her slow crawl toward
his hairy belly and the delicious red tube of male meat that swayed
their invitingly.  Her clear carmel skin burned with shame and
excitement, beads of sweat forming along the muscular valley of her
spine.

"Oh, my gawwwd!" her mind screamed as she continued to crawl to the
thick swaying club of bestial gristle and meat as if hypnotized.

"Nita, no! Don't do this!! Not again!!" a faint voice of reason cried
out amid the roar of lust filling her brain.  The pretty Latina was
beyond caring what or why, she only knew unreasoning hunger born of
desperate need to please him and in turn herself.

The great black dane watched the small woman crawl to him.  He knew
and expected.  His tall muscular hindquarters pranced sideways as the
small naked form of the Latin girl-bitch neared his shiny black flank.

A moan bubbled from the carmel form as she dipped her head beneath the
great beasts belly. Her dark eyes widened with eager hunger at the
sight of the impossibly long and thick red dong swaying before them.


Part II

She trembled as she reached for the heavy swaying tube of red flesh. 
Her eyes stared hungrily taking in it's every detail; the lower edge
of the dripping blunt nose tapering to a narrow point, the blue gray
veins that fed the awful things lust. Her streaming cunt throbbed as
memories of the last time she served her new master unreeled in her
mind like an old movie.  The thick glistening member was only half
extended from it's hairy sheath. She remembered how the rough slimy
surface of the thick barrel tapered to a thin waist just ahead of the
twin lumps of his growing knot which was still hidden but visible as
twin bulges along the length of it's hairy sheath. The thick blunt
snout of the tapered club swayed under its' own weight as the first
drips of thin canine sperm issued from its' slitted mouth.

In an uncontrollable rush her small hand shot out and wrapped itself
around the crudgel where it began to taper and disappear into the
hairy sheath.  With a practiced hand the pretty Latina skinned the
sheath back down the red tapered length exposing it back to the hard
hemispheres of her darling's swelling knot.  She thrilled to the feel
of it's rough rock harness beneath her fingers and knew it was for
her.  Her engorged clit throbbed to the feel of the wet smegma that
coated the tubular treasure. Her mouth began to salivate
uncontrollably as she leaned forward to capture the quivering drop of 
bestial filth that dangled tantalizingly from the pointed tip of the
black monsters swaying dong.

She rolled the drop across her tongue and as the thick cloying taste
of  her Masters musk filled her mouth, her engorged clit exploded with
the thrill of awful depravity as she groveled beneath the looming
beast and captured his liquid lust.  Her willing primal debasement
turned years of  religious teachings on its head and stimulated her
throbbing oversized clit like an electric shock.  She grunted and
shuddered, her muscles standing out in rigid knots as she road out the
filthy black orgasm like a greedy addict, relishing the flashing
contractions and the exhilarating the mental wave of euphoria.  Her
skin pricked and burned as she flushed from head to toe.  She giggled
a guilty laugh and bent her head to the side as she squirmed her small
carmel frame beneath the black belly of the stamping beast.

Nita's dark eyes stared hungrily at the thick swaying tube.  Her red
tongue snaked out to lick her full lips as she bent her to capture the
deliciously savage snout with her mouth.

"M-m-m-m-m-m-h" she moaned as she wrapped her lust swollen lips around
the beast's thick dong.  Her mind screamed "No! No! No!" but her
submissive needy self  won out as she snuggled farther beneath the
beast in demonstrative subjugation.  The protesting voice died with a
whimper as her body began to perform without thinking, as she forced
her pretty face down the long red vein wrapped shaft gobbling it
greedily.

The pretty Latina reached up with her free right hand to grasp the
large dogs hanging balls coaxing the nervous beast forward feeding
more and more of the monsterous dong into her sucking mouth.  To an
observer the young woman fellating the beast appeared to be performing
an obscene parody of a trombone player.

Nita thrilled to the feel of  the beasts soft warm belly against her
cheek as she forced her mouth down the long jaw breaking length of the
bestial dong.  Her left hand skinned the slimy tube to reveal more and
more of it's delicious length.  The animal's wealth of foreskin
bunched up before the swelling bulge of his hidden knot.

The Latina jumped as she felt a string of warm saliva drip to her
chest.  She looked down with embarrassment and saw the twin streamers
of vileness dangling from the corners of her gorged mouth.  The pretty
woman paused withdrawing her hungry mouth from the thick red tube
swallowing the mixture of bestial lust and her own hungry secretions
to clear her mouth.  Her red tongue snaked out and with a practiced
hand she guided the thick post to her mouth to duel with her wriggling
lingual member.  She groaned with lust as she lathed her tongue up and
down the long glistening shaft, her lips smacking and gobbling
hungrily as she captured the thick lube that coated it. Here and there
she paused to place adoring kisses along the tube and thrilled to the
feel of it's throbbing veins beneath her swollen red lips.  The greedy
submissive pushed between the dog's massive thighs skinning him to
reveal the dog's massively swollen knot.  Her hungry tongue slathered
and licked at the swollen orbs as her hand cupped and caressed the
soft hair pouch housing the beasts sperm swollen balls.  Her small
hand hefted the large pouch, like an assayer with a pouch of gold,
admiring the quantity of treasure it contained.

The large beast stamped and whined as the small Latina groveled
beneath him.  His large muzzle frothed and saliva dripped from his
large flews as he panted, his long fat tongue lolling from his open
jaws.  The demanding beast dipped his head and nudged the woman's
muscular thigh with a black wet nose the diameter of a spray can.

Lost in her world of depravity, the Latina bent to her delicious task,
wallowing in the terrible self inflicted debasement.  Her bottom
knotted as the though of her mother and father.  She moaned at the 
imagined look of horror on their faces as they watched her defile
herself for the pleasure of the great beast.  The once piercing guilt
was but a mere pin prick, a straw lost amid the waves of a vile sea of
depraved pleasure.  The groveling young woman drifted and rolled as
the sea of filth engulf her, lapping at her very soul, it's foul
blackness seeping into her pores to stimulate and thrill her very
being.  Nita felt her skin burn and tingle with lust, her blood
bubbled and simmered melting her reason and resistance which leaked
out between the fat swollen lips of her hungry empty cunt.

Nita felt the cold wetness against her thigh and knew.  She released
the thick swollen club from her greedy sucking mouth and watched it's
heavy length sway hypnotically  under its prodigious weight.

A nervous whimper escaped her wet swollen lips as she rolled from
under the great beast and crawled to her hands and knees.  She
scrambled toward the colorful divan at the foot of the bed followed by
her bestial Master. .She spread her muscular carmel thighs and braced
her arms, turned her head back to look at the huge dog.  Her greedy
eyes met his then dropped to the swaying rod of flesh beneath his
belly.  As if they had a mid of their own, her hips began to wag from
side to side waving her splayed buttocks and musk wet vulva beneath
the great dogs nose.

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