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"Kennel Mistress, Part 1"
(FFf beast mother-daughter incest pedo rape con?)
I am forty-eight years old. Tough if that's too old for
you. I get in more fucking in one year than most of you do
in a life-time. More even then those so-called "Chosen"
cunts. Chosen. What a stupid religion. Men just can't deal
with women when we want it too, so after the 'Verts were
overthrown, they invented this whole charade just to make
sure there were women who didn't want it and then they could
fuck them anyway. You want proof? Take me. I've been hungry
for fucking -- all kinds of fucking, man fucking, woman
fucking, kid fucking, animal fucking -- anything fucking --
since I was six, and somehow I don't have what it takes to
be "Chosen." They say the Chosen girls are the deep-down
whores, even if they don't know it, and really want it all
the time, even if they don't know it, but confronted by an
in-your-face ravenous slut like me, those dick-heads run
away. Nothing scares a man more than a woman who really
wants it, even these days, decades after the Founding.
Not that the 'Verts are any better. Of course, they
call us the perverts, but that's their sick way of thinking
all over again. God's shit! How could it have taken so long
for people to wake up to their pleasure-hating crap? The few
that are left aren't giving up, that's for sure. Still
brainwashing their kids and themselves, keeping them in
virtual bondage so they don't learn any better. Of course,
every now and then one of them runs away. The 'Verts chase
the kid, and if they catch him, they're as likely to kill
him as take him back. Particularly if the kid is a girl.
Man, that really pisses them off! When they catch a runaway
girl, the men drag her back to 'Vertville and gang-rape her
in the public square until she's dead or good as. I've even
heard that the girl's dad is the worst, demanding she be
fucked to pieces as punishment. Now tell me, again, Ye
defender of the Olde Ways, who are the true Perverts?
A pox on both their houses.
Actually, religion has been OK for me. Even though most
men in the village are too fucking intimidated to fuck me,
the Church decrees requiring ritual submission by the Nuns
to the rabid lusts of the Sacred Dogs have given me a good
kennel business. I have the exclusive contract to breed and
train the dogs for the Church. Not that anyone else would
horn in on my business. Animal fucking outside the Church
is, believe it or not, frowned on and considered some what
disreputable by most believers. Like it's sacrilege or
something to do it unsanctioned by a Communion Priest just
because you love being knocked up by an animal cock. So it's
not as if I've got a big operation supplying animal cock as
family pets. I've got some secular customers, but they hide
it or just put up with the flack from the neighbors. Most
just rent by the hour, and some bring their own pups in on
the sly for training, but now and then I will sell a fully
grown trained specimen to someone. But for me the dog
business is more than a business. My doggies also solve my
cock problem -- that is, the problem of never having enough.
Even the 'Verts have been good for me, at least in one
sense. I got Naomi from them. She's one of the ones that got
away alive. They caught her the first time she tried
running, but she didn't even get outside 'Vertfille town
limits, but she convinced her dad she just got lost. He gave
her a huge beating anyway. But the second time she made it,
though just by a hair. One of my dogs found her while I had
her out for a run. Lucky it was a bitch I was running that
day. God's shit, the poor girl was so desperate for it, she
would have let a dog cock rip her up something good, no
complaints.
I took her in as my apprentice. She was twelve when I
found her, about a year into her womanhood. She told me
later her bleeding kicked in about six months before her
eleventh birthday. Frightful desperation for pleasure and
fucking, even though the 'Verts don't even tell their kids
what sex is until they're married! Much less let them have
sex as kids. Barbarians.
Naomi's a lovely girl, Oriental-looking as are many of
the 'Verts, though with a bit of Black thrown in (probably
the result of a Nubian raid on 'Vertville when they still
did that kind of thing, before we stopped worrying about the
'Verts being a threat to the Founding). Long straight black
hair her folks cut back all the time, but which she swears
she'll never cut again. It's half way down her back now. And
black, black eyes that shine with the most perverted lust.
She's already taller than me, which isn't saying much, since
I'm only a scrappy five foot three. Her chest is just
starting to swell, but her pussy is bare and smooth as a
baby's. She's wonderfully fleshy, particularly compared to
me. God's shit, I'm wet just thinking about her.
I should describe myself too I guess. As I said, five
foot three, a lean and bony old bitch, with short bristly
salt and pepper hair. I've got strangely colored eyes,
almost violet people say. My tits are a bit bigger than
you'd expect given my height and weight (102 lb), but thank
god not excessive. My holes are pretty well used (surprise,
surprise!) after all that dog fucking (and the fisting, in
both holes of course), but I can still grip even a pre-pube
boy's cock pretty good.
Anyway, I took Naomi in as my apprentice, teaching her
about dogs and dog fucking. The little bitch only decided to
take my offer after Founder's Day. She wanted to be
"Chosen," naturally. Her whole reason for fleeing
'Vertville. She 'd heard so many horror stories from her
parents about the Chosen females, that she felt in her bones
she was meant to be one. But no, despite all the hanging
around in the public square and coming on to guys like a
strung-out hooker, not even a nibble. See what I meant about
the whole thing being a fraud?
Anyway, she's turned out to be an enthusiastic
demonstrator, and is already raising her first fuck-dog.
She's a bit wild though. She swore she'd let me introduce
her to dogs the proper way, then went right ahead one night,
climbed into the cage with Byron (an eighty pound Shepherd)
and let him do her. Cuts and bruises, but no broken bones
thank god. But after that, she had no regrets about not
joining the Church.
That brings me back to my dogs. I've got about twenty
now, not counting the day campers who come in just for
lessons. Mostly it's Labs, Shepherds, and Great Danes. The
Labs are the best dogs for most people. Great temperament,
the males are always ready or easily made so, nice sized
cocks. They have enough weight and muscle to really ride you
and let you know who's boss, but never get excessively
aggressive. The smaller males are perfect for families with
younger girls (and boys!). Labs are so willing to plug any
hole if they've been raised right that I recommend them for
most men who want a dog to fuck them. The hardcore guys go
for the bigger dogs, of course. It's a macho thing for them,
seeing how big a dog cock they can take up their own pitiful
excuse for a cunt.
The Shepherds are a step up, not only in size but
aggressiveness. I only recommend them for experienced dog
fuckers, who've already had considerable experience. Some
teenage girls who've been on dogs since they were little can
take a Shepherd and really enjoy him. Plus with Shepherds
there is lots of variation from dog to dog, so a
professional like myself can really make a good match with
the human bitch's own personality.
Of course, the Great Dane is the ultimate in dog
fucking. My customers assume that at this point in my own
bestial career that it's only the Dane for me, but that's
not true at all. He's an animal to be savored, and so I
limit my GD fucks to only a couple a week. I've got six
personal dogs that fuck no one but me (well, Naomi too in
some cases, though she's got her own favorite now). Two are
puppies I'm raising, so they don't count (only good for
sucking at this point). Of the four adults, one is a Lab,
two are Shepherds, and one is a GD. My prize really. I've
been breeding for size and aggressiveness for nearly twenty
years, and Bruno is the best so far. Woman either faint or
cum immediately when they see his cock out and hard. He
insists on using it too. This is the one time I really enjoy
being a smaller bitch. That fucker can really maul me when
he gets his Irish up. I'm like a rag doll under him, even
though I'm very strong and know how to handle a dog on the
rampage. He really nails me when I fight back. The greatest
goddamn feeling in the world, being assaulted by an animal
like that.
Enough yammering. You're not here to here about my dog
philosophy or to get a lesson on how to get a dog to fuck
you. If you were, you'd have rung me up all ready for an
appointment at the kennel. You're here because despite the
crap the Church hands out you're curious about the joys of
bestiality. Maybe the best way to get you excited about
animal fucking is just share with you one of my own
experiences, tell you the story of how one girl (and her
mom) joined the ranks of animal lovers.
This is the story of Cody and Rachel. Rachel was eleven
when her Mom came to me. The girl had developed pretty
normally. With her school friends she'd even experimented
with fondling and sucking dog and horse cocks. But Rachel
was getting more difficult to handle, and a rift was growing
between the two. Mom wanted to do things right, both in
terms of her daughter's sexuality and the relationship
between her and her daughter. That's the way Laura was,
always insisting on doing things the proper way. It was a
good quality in multiple incest families like hers, which
quickly get very complicated, but she tended to be too
understanding at times.
Charlie, Laura's older brother and Rachel's dad, left
them when Rachel was about six. He'd gone off to live as one
of the husbands of a Nubian female in the tribe across the
lake, pretty much abandoning Rachel just as she was taking a
real interest in sex. Laura's younger brothers stepped in
when they could, and Rachel had enjoyed what seemed to be
fairly healthy paternal (almost anyway) fucking from her
uncles. Mom herself wasn't completely neglected, between her
brothers and even her dad, who was still in the game now and
then. But Laura is a normal total bisexual, and Rachel was
turning into a pretty hardcore cock-lover. That was part of
the tension between the two. For Rachel, sex with her mom,
and with her baby sister, while OK, really wasn't what she
wanted. Laura missed Rachel in her bed, and her youngest at
six wasn't really old enough to be a full sexual partner.
And since Charlie was long gone, there was also a dearth of
cock around the house. Laura worried not only about Rachel's
teen development, but also about her little girl -- and of
course, about herself. So when Rachel showed signs of
interest in animals, Laura hustled her right up the hill to
my kennel despite the objections of her Priest.
This all happened last year, just after I got Naomi.
Laura called to make an appointment. They came by the next
day. As I said, Rachel was eleven at the time. She was an
athletic girl, big time into soccer. The girl was blond and
rangy, bursting with energy. Laura was in her early
thirties, steadier, but radiating a quiet warmth. They
brought the six year old along, figuring this would be a
good opportunity for some sex ed. Her girls were clearly the
world to Laura, and she was very distressed by the problems
in the family.
As I took them around, showing them the dogs, I
explained the basics of dog sex. There's a lot most people
don't know, a lot of misconceptions, even these days. I gave
Laura a pamphlet to read. I've found the best way to match
up a dog to a girl is to let her play with them one at a
time. Of course, my experience guided me in selecting dogs
for her to meet. I'd told Naomi to keep the bigger, more
aggressive dogs out of sight, leaving the Labs and a couple
of the older Shepherds on display.
My instincts told me Cody was the right one, but I
never force a particular dog on a girl. Cody was a lovely
Black Lab, just about eight years old. Slowing down just a
bit, but still plenty of hustle when aroused, which this
girl would need, being so athletic herself. Plus he's got a
very sweet and manageable disposition, and loves kids to
death. I'd had a seven year old client once, nearly born
around her dad's cock as far as I could tell, very
experienced, though a small girl. She liked to ride her men
folk and Cody let her roll him on his back so she could get
his cock that way too. Not many dogs accept the sub
position, or like anyone to handle their balls, but Cody
loved it all. He'd even let you finger his asshole. I
sometimes thought he was a bitch born with a cock, but I
adore him.
I asked the mom about the cock sizes Rachel was used to
(I've learned over the years not to ask the girl herself,
since she'll always exaggerate). She told me the dad's cock
size, and the brothers and uncles. Nothing humongous, but
she said Rachel wasn't an especially tight fit either.
Cody's cock would certainly fit the bill. It wasn't too long
for a young girl (no need to bruise her cervix), and yet
boasted a very adequate girth. She'd have to work up to
taking the knot, but part of my lessons are on how to stay
in charge of that.
Cody was the third dog I let out to meet Rachel. I
wanted to give her a feel for the other animals first.
Bingo. She took to Cody right away. The two ran around and
played together and kissed. I noticed that the girl did not
hesitate to kiss the dog on the mouth -- in fact took his
tongue in her mouth and sucked on it. Cody loved it, and
rolled over on his back, belly up to show his cock, already
peeking out from his soft furry sheath. Rachel fondled it,
squatting down next to the dog.
I whistled. Cody jumped up and ran over to me.
"Hey," Rachel complained, "I was just getting started!"
I laughed. "You didn't think he was going to fuck you
right away, did you?"
"Yeah, I want him now," the girl pouted. She was
clearly used to getting any cock whenever she wanted it.
"If you want to play with Cody, you have to do it my
way," I replied firmly. Laura looked at me with relief. I
had a hidden agenda for her and her troublesome daughter. A
girl's teen years are hell on the mother-daughter
relationship, and these two were already headed down a bad
road. Here was an opportunity to get them back on track --
so they'd be lovers their whole lives, still fucking when
she was a senior citizen and daughter had girls (and boys)
of her own to share.
I put Cody back in his kennel. "Follow me." I led Laura
and Rachel back into the office and sat them down.
"Here's the drill," I said. "Rachel, you need to find a
partner. You can't do dog sex alone until you've got a
couple years of experience, particularly at your age."
"Can I pick one of my friends?" she asked. Mom looked
disappointed, but kept a brave face.
"Anybody your age or older, and they should be fairly
strong," I said. "And willing. Think about it for a few
days. Your partner is very important. Next, I want you to go
home tonight and watch this video tape --" I handed it to
her "-- and I want you to watch it with your mother."
"Do I have to?" the girl whined.
"Yes you do. She's your mother. The video explains all
about dog cocks, about how they work, about dog psychology,
how to fuck, how to respect the dog and pleasure him. Your
mother needs to know this too, 'cause she cares about you
and is responsible for you." The video was very practical,
and showed a girl only a couple years older than Rachel's
being fucked. If she and her mom watched it together . . .
The girl agreed.
"This is stuff you have to know to get to use my dog,
so I'm going to give you a test before you can have Cody,
understand?" The girl nodded again. "Then come back when
you're ready --"
"Tomorrow!" the girl exclaimed.
"Come back when you're ready, even if you haven't
chosen a partner yet, and if you pass the test, you can
start." I gave the girl the video and sent her on ahead of
her mom.
"Can I talk to you a second?" I asked Laura when Rachel
was out of year shot. I took her into the office again. "I
hope you don't mind, but I'm going to give you some advice
about Rachel."
"No, please do," Laura said. "I'm at my wit's end with
her."
I handed her a bag. "Take this home and tonight, when
she's watching the video, use it on her." Laura opened the
bag and pulled out a strap-on dildo and harness. The dildo
was a good size -- nothing Rachel couldn't take, but it
pushed the limits.
"Oh, no, she would never -- "
"Do her doggy style. Hard. At don't be afraid to get
rough with her, if you know what I mean."
"I don't know. Are you sure?"
I put my hand on her shoulder. "I've seen this a
hundred times. Girls at her age need a strong hand. Even a
harsh one sometimes. Don't take this wrong, but I can see
you haven't been firm enough with her. I understand she's
been through a lot, with her dad going away like that and no
strong male figure around."
"You're right, I know I've been too easy on her."
"And what about your own feelings? Her antics must get
you pretty angry sometimes, and I bet you don't let that out
and tell her."
"Thank you. I'll do my best."
I pulled her toward me. "I know you will." I slipped my
hand behind her neck and pulled her face down to mine and
kissed her hard on the mouth. Then with a slap on the butt I
sent her home with her new toy.
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My pussy was all wet and buzzing as I walked down the
hill from the kennel, trying to catch up with Rachel.
Marilyn's fierce, almost angry kiss, had shocked me, as had
the strength radiating from her as she gripped me in her
arms. But it was her eyes, the intense piercing way she'd
seen into our family, seen what I hadn't been able to see,
that haunted me. A deep joyful barking sprung up behind me,
and somehow I just knew one of her dog's was about to enjoy
contending with that considerable strength. I would take my
cue from them tonight with Rachel.
We got home and I made dinner. Rachel didn't say
anything about the video, and I just knew she was hoping I
would forget or at least not push it. She wanted to wait for
me to go to bed so she could watch it alone. I was cleaning
up the dishes when she tried to sneak away.
"Rachel, go get the video and set it up in the living
room so we can watch it" I told her.
"Oh, mom, can't I watch it in my room?"
"OK, but we have to watch it together."
"All right," she whined.
"I'll be in in a few minutes," I told her.
After she disappeared I went into my bedroom, and
pulled the strap-on out of the bag. For some reason I really
didn't want to go through with it, but the thought of having
to face Marilyn tomorrow and tell her I finked out was too
much. I got undressed and buckled on the dildo, then slipped
into my robe.
When I stepped into Rachel's bedroom I saw that she'd
already started the tape and was even playing with herself
as she watched. A big German Shepard had mounted a girl just
a few years older than Rachel. The girl scrambled away and
the dog went after her.
Rachel saw the strap-on peeking out from my robe.
"Oh, mom, you know I don't like doing that."
Anger leapt up inside me and I slapped her. "You
ungrateful bitch, you'll do as I say!"
She was probably more astonished than hurt, but the
shock brought tears to her eyes. She held her burning cheek.
I removed my robe and hung it over a chair. Rachel just sat
on the bed, the video still running behind her on the TV.
"Don't just sit there, get on your knees!" I barked at
her. I could see the old Rachel defiance making a comeback.
She started to turn her back to me.
Whack! I smacked her little butt hard. My hand stung.
"I mean it! Get your ass in the air, cunt!" Now she was
crying, but she got on her knees. I smeared some lube on the
dildo and knelt on the bed behind her. We could both see the
TV. The Shepard had tackled the girl again and was thrusting
between her legs, frantic to find a hole -- any hole -- for
his cock.
Goddamn, Rachel was going to get the same treatment.
Marilyn had been right. I felt the anger and resentment I'd
bottled up spring loose. I yanked Rachel's legs apart and
grabbed her hips and pulled her ass back toward me. She was
still propped up on her arms. With a hand placed between her
shoulder blades I pushed her face down hard into the bed.
The kid was really crying now.
I looked down at her ass, spread out before me. She
still had pretty much of a girl's hips, but I could already
see the first signs of womanliness changing her shape. Her
pussy, bare and smooth, peeked out from between her legs.
Her slit was already parted, pink and glistening. Whether
her excitement came from watching the dog video or the way I
was manhandling her, I couldn't tell -- and didn't care.
I grabbed the dildo sticking up between my legs and
bent it down, jabbing it furiously at my baby's cunt.
"Mom, you're hurting me! Please, don't --"
"You think Marilyn's dogs are going to take it easy on
you, you little bitch? You wanted a fucking, and you're
going to get it."
My cock found its mark. I jerked my hips forward,
lodging the head in her slit. I'd only fucked her once or
twice before with a strap-on, but that was with a much
smaller one and more just playing around. I was not playing
around this time.
On the TV, the Shepard had also found his mark. He was
humping the girl like crazy, his huge cock totally buried
inside her. She was being bounced around unmercifully,
grunting and groaning with every thrust.
"Don't hurt me, Mom!"
I grabbed a handful of her long blond hair and snapped
her head back.
"I'll fucking hurt you if I want to, bitch. You're mine
and you'll do what I say. And now I'm telling you you'll get
fucked and like it." I was nearly out of control. More than
anything I wanted to slam it hard into her precious sweet
innocent ungrateful trouble-making cunt. Pulling back hard
on her hair with one hand, with the other I yanked her hips
backward against my thrust. She screamed as the dildo buried
itself up to the hilt inside her in my quick motion, my own
hips slamming against her butt.
I held her shaking body tight, one arm curled around
her waist, the other hand still holding onto hair like the
reigns of a frightened filly being ridden for the first
time. Normally, her tears would send me into a frenzy of
worry and despair, and I'd do anything to comfort her and
make it better. But not this time. She sobbed under me,
shaking, trembling, and I felt strangely exhilarated -- and
enormously aroused, like I hadn't been in years. This was
what had been missing -- from my life and from hers.
I held her even tighter, pulled back on her hair even
harder, and began to work the dildo back and forth in her. I
could tell she was tight, that each stroke forced her little
cunt open further than it had ever been. Groans and cries of
pain escaped her lips between the sobs now. On the TV,
Marilyn had stepped into view, holding the girl against the
dog's thrusts. The cameraman scrambled to get a good shot
under him, and you could see the Shepard's knot already
swollen up as big as a fist.
I jerked Rachel's head around so she faced toward the
TV.
"Look at that, bitch. That's what you're going to get.
A fucking dog knot shoved up your little cunt." The dog was
pounding the girl. She cried out, but Marilyn held her
tight. Then boom! the knot was in, driving a cry of pain
from the girl on screen.
"If you can't take this, how you going to take that?" I
demanded of Rachel. The base of the dildo thudded against my
clit as I fucked her, driving the cock in and out of her
like a piston. So this is what men meant, this is what it
feels like. Barely knowing what I was doing, my hand crept
up to her throat. I squeezed her slender, fragile neck. Oh
god, I was going to cum. I felt Rachel shudder, felt her
vagina spasm. She was crying in pain and terror. I had her
completely at my mercy. My hand closed around her throat. I
squeezed her around the belly with my other hand and slammed
into her as hard and fast as I could. Both of us screamed at
the same time. Jets of ejaculate spurted out of my cunt all
over my baby girl's ass and cunt. Rachel thrust her ass back
against me, taking the dildo even further inside her as
cries of rapture sprang from her mouth. I collapsed on top
of her in a dead faint.
I came to some minutes later, Rachel under me, curled
up like a puppy, watching the end of the dog video. Marilyn
was just separating the two, uncunting the girl. Marilyn
pushed them apart. The huge, swinging dog meat fell out of
the girl's cunt, loosening a torrent of dog cum onto the
floor. Rachel and I cuddled together, spooning, the strap-on
still buried in her cunt, and fell asleep.
To be continued....
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