Some shocking facts are emerging as a result of man's preoccupation with what is termed the 'sexual revolution'. Forms of sexual behavior which were little discussed and most often ignored are sweeping into the foreground of public interest and sexual activities which were once regarded as outright 'perversions' are now no longer taboo and are being openly embraced and even more widely accepted by those who consider themselves 'liberated'.
In MAN, WOMAN AND BEAST author Jory Sherman observes ...
"Man is multisexual. That is, there are many sides to his sexual nature. He goes through various stages all through his lifetime, even if they be only symbolic or psychological." (20)
Whereas BESTIALITY was once considered the moronic device of barnyard perverts and mentally deficient practitioners it is being discovered that more and more people of above average intelligence and high income are indulging in this particular vice. Psychiatrists and psychologists world-wide are hearing more and more intimate confessions of men and women, all of above average intelligence for the most part, admitting that they lusted for and submitted to the erotic embrace of a sexually aroused beast.
Dr. D. 0. Caldwell, in his booklet, ANIMAL CONTACTS observes ...
"In former times, sexual experiences between men and animals were regarded as a perversion on the part of the man. More recent studies indicate that man, in having sexual relations with lower animals, is merely persuing basic biological instinct. Psychologists who have given the matter serious study from, an unbiased point of view are of the opinion that the sexual urge and outlet are of far more importance than the nature or form of the outlet. It is, therefore, the opinion of such psychologists that man's sexual experiences with the lower animals represent a diversion ... rather than a perversion." (5)
Throughout history men and women have had sexual relations with animals of all shapes and sizes. Doctors have been summoned to separate women from large dogs, have witnessed the bloody brutality of a woman raped and torn by a bull or stallion, have heard the confessions of women who have suffered sexual violations by animals such as cats, dogs, fish and reptiles. There is no limit to the untold passion women have experienced by searching the animal kingdom for the kind of sensual satisfaction that they so desperately crave. Any sexual activity which can be indulged in between men and women can be duplicated with members of the animal kingdom. Women have confessed to wildly fellating a dog's penis, to having received canine and even equine intercourse, to having indulged in acts of sodomy and buggery with a wide variety of barnyard pets. It is not animals which have perverted man but man who has perverted the animal kingdom with his own sensual and corrupt nature.
In the world of swappers and swingers a wide variety of animals are commonly seen and are widely used as 'sex companions', as novelty sex toys to soothe and satisfy the raging passions of a liberated and truly sensual group of people who feel that there should be no restrictions, no taboos, to thwart the satisfaction of their seething sexual passions.
As a result more and more animals are being used as sex pets and what has become known as the 'sporting dog' and the 'party dog' are becoming more and more common in our society. Dog breeders who once barely made ends meet are now finding a wealth of income awaiting them for supplying the 'modern liberated swinger' with talented sex pets who can satisfy every sexual passion from analism to sodomy.
Today swingers and those singles who are sexually 'liberated' are discovering that animal sexual contact can add a great deal to life, that much can be said for experiencing 'unbridled passion' in a lusty canine embrace and that true freedom lies in shaking all outmoded 'taboos'.
We are indeed becoming a broad-minded society when those who have had bestial contact are quite willing to admit their escapades and when psychiatrists are being overwhelmed with confessions of passionate men and women who have indulged in bestial affairs with a wide variety of animals.
Anthropologists assure us that bestiality has been existent since the beginning of man when our cave-like ancestors often assuaged their sexual passions on dumb beasts who surrounded them.
In CASEBOOK: FEMALE BEHAVIOR author Roger Blake observes ...
"Many anthropologists, including some of the Kinsey researchers, say that the question should not be why do some women have sex with animals, but why do human beings NOT have sex with animals. Social conditioning, they claim, is the only deterrent." (3)
In this modern age where every aspect of sexuality has been given 'special attention' it is in our own best interest that we take a closer look at a sexual pastime which is indulged in by more and more members of our liberated society.
It is only the bestialists themselves who can give us their own intimate and very personal stories and justify their controversial sexual views.
Lorraine Mason, 1974
CHAPTER ONE: Doctor's Assistant
Passionate women who for one reason or another reject the male of their own species often turn to animals to soothe their steaming sexual passions. Many women who confess to having indulged in repeated incidents of animal sexual contact are avowed bestialists who have no desire to indulge in human heterosexual relations. The motivations may vary in specific cases but many women feel that animals are more passionate, more devoted, and better able to satisfy their raging sexual passions than even the male of their own species.
Female contact with various beasts is not a rarity. In CASEBOOK: FEMALE BEHAVIOR author Roger Blake observes ...
"According to the Kinsey figures in SEXUAL BEHAVIOR IN THE HUMAN FEMALE it is indicated that one out of every 20 American females has had sex relations with an animal. Five per cent of the adult female population in the United States, a total of five million women, may have been in erotic contact with animals, mainly domesticated dogs and cats." (3)
Many women utilize animals as substitute sexual partners, indulging their whims when no other outlet is available, others depend upon bestial contact for the total satisfaction of their desires. The motivations vary.
Author Roger Blake continues ...
"The incidence of female bestiality is indeed rare, but when we consider that over five million American women have experienced it, and that over a hundred thousand depend on it for sexual satisfaction, it is not a female deviation which is insignificant on the American scene." (3)
In ancient times men and women were put to death for their sexual blasphemy. Today they are often made to seek psychiatric help in order to discover the roots of their sexual disorder. Psychiatrists tend to be less shocked than the average citizen by the discovery of such behavior. Some go as far as to say that bestiality is not any indication of mental illness but rather the result of poor judgment.
In MAN, WOMAN AND BEAST author Joseph Como observes ...
"Admittedly their sexual outlet is warped. A man�or woman�may be normal in every other aspect, seeking out animals for sexual relief only temporarily. Such behavior, in our society, does suggest mental abnormality as well as immorality. But the people engaging in bestial acts are responding to what they consider natural impulses. Sometimes it is an obsession that is impossible to resist. Once the act is committed, some are stricken with remorse. Many never go back to it again. Others can't help themselves and return to this form of gratification time after time. This is a problem that has been with us since the dawn of written history." (7)
Unless a complaint is filed with the police or the bestialist is caught in the act having sex with some member of the animal world most bestialists remain anonymous and avoid detection. In this specific case I was fortunate to gain the confidence of Diana Norman, a shapely and attractive woman in her early thirties who has been a practicing bestialist since the age of sixteen. Through the help of her brother, David, I was informed that Diana indulged in all manner of bestial perversions. Fortunately my curiosity, and the promise to keep her true identity a secret, made Diana more than willing to give me the full details surrounding her compulsive sexual obsession.
Diana is a sensual and attractive blonde with long flowing locks of honey-blonde hair which caresses the tops of her ample bosoms. Diana has light blue eyes, full sensual lips and even white teeth. There is a strange fire in her eyes that gives ample indication of her strangely passionate nature. Diana is a woman who has been desired by men, yet she swiftly scorns their bold passion and satisfies her streaming sensual fury in a manner more to her own liking.
"I guess David told you all about me ..." Diana began, running her long slim fingers through her golden blonde tresses. "My father tried to rape me when I was seven. We lived in a huge country estate and my father was fairly well-to-do. Mother was off somewhere with one of her lovers and dad and I were home alone. I remember dad was very drunk, so drunk in fact that he beat David and ran him out of the house. I went to my room crying because he had kicked by pet dog, Tony, and physically thrown him out of the house. Dad and mom had argued constantly during the day ... over the fact that dad had seen mother out with some other man. I remember just before mom left dad tried to tear her clothes off and force her to submit to sex. Mother had directed a strong kick to the center of dad's pants and I had heard his scream. I never thought my father would bother me but about a half hour after mom left my father came creeping up the stairs. He staggered against the door and the first thing I noticed was that the front of his pants was unzipped and his RAW RED TOOL was thrusting out all red and angry."
"What do you want, daddy ... ?," I whimpered, brushing the tears from my cheek because I didn't want my father to see me crying."
"You DAMNED SLUT you ... !," he roared. "You'll probably be just like your mother�a HOT LITTLE WHORE�by the time you're ten. She thinks she can do me anyway�well, I'll show her ... !"
"I trembled as my father grabbed me. I tried to escape but he forced me down on the bed. His rough whiskers rubbed my face and his crude fingers tore into my panties. In my struggle I accidentally kicked the kerosene lamp next to my bed. My father had my legs apart and he was forcing his FIERY WET TOOL against my slit. I was able to bend in such a way that I could grab one of my shoes. I pulled it off and instinctively struck my father across the head. When he collapsed I ran from the room, jumping over the flames that had begun to spread over the old wool rug, and I fled from the house. We had no neighbors nearby and I was too frightened to go back into the house to use the phone and as a result my father was badly burned, died of suffocation, and a good portion of our house was badly damaged by the time someone arrived to help put out the hungry flames."
"I see ... As a result you've never wanted a man?"
"Something like that ..." Diana smiled, moving her ripe red tongue over her thin upper lip. "Mother knew the truth but the police never discovered that my father tried to RAPE me before he died. They thought he had been careless and had started the fire. It had been dark when the fire began. No one made an inquiry. Mother sold the house and the property and we moved into a smaller house. We had many luxuries�one was a huge St. Bernard named Cyrus�who became my constant companion and protector. My brother, David, who was fourteen at the time didn't discover how dad really died until he was almost out of high school. David and I were very close and he always was good to me. I developed a horrible fear of men ... of being close to them ... even boys my own age ... as a result of the incident. David was the only boy I could ever really trust."
"Did you have many friends?"
"NO�I was always shy and backward ..." Diana continued. "I found that my swiftly developing body was no asset because all the boys in my class were trying to rub against me and ask me out. I refused to date even when I was fourteen. About the time I was ten a strange thing happened with me and Cyrus. I had been swimming down at the creek and as usual big old Cyrus was right with me. A little female dog about the size of a Poodle came along and she must have been in season because Cyrus went nuts sniffing her and trying to jump on top of her. All of a sudden I saw his big old RED RAW TOOL and it amazed me. Instead of being afraid I was fascinated. I knew I never had anything to fear from Cyrus so I wasn't afraid. I went to pull him off of the little dog and my fingers made electric contact with his BIG THICK TOOL! I felt the sudden warmth ... the violent urgency ... ! I was spellbound! My fingers moved around the big THROBBING ROD and Cyrus began pumping into my hand. I gripped hard and all of a sudden this huge knot appeared and a thick wad of LIQUID LUST shot out the tip of his FIERY RED TOOL!"
"Go on ... "
"Cyrus turned and licked me. His big RED TONGUE covered my face. He sniffed between my legs and began licking there ... making me giggle until I thought I would lose my mind. Finally I had to tie Cyrus to a tree and throw rocks at the female to get her to leave. I was only ten then but that spectacle marked the beginning of my sexual curiosity about animals. When we got home I scolded Cyrus and he got that sad-dog expression. He licked my legs and believe me it stimulated me. I moved my hand between his hind legs and felt that MAGNIFICENT TOOL laying soft within the hairy sheath. I guess it excited me because I went to bed, pulled down my shorts, and began to masturbate. I have always indulged in avid masturbation ... leading to orgasm every time. When I'm tired and upset it's the only release that brings me any pleasure. I didn't move when Cyrus jumped up in the bed and shoved his big wet nose right between my thighs. I didn't know what he meant to do until that THICK SEARCHING TONGUE moved between my legs. When he licked me the first time I thought I would die ... !"
"OHOOO ... Cyrus ... !," I groaned, "you don't know what you're doing ... !"
"Go on ... "
"I juiced up and Cyrus kept licking until he had me weak and exhausted after several orgasms."
"That was the beginning of a sexual affair between myself and Cyrus that lasted until I left home. I never had regular intercourse with him because at that time I thought his BIG RAW RED TOOL was much too big for me ... but I allowed Cyrus to lick me regularly and I even came to depend upon that big LOVING TONGUE for my subsequent satisfaction. My brother used to try and get me to date friends of his when I got older and finally mother explained to him a few things about why I didn't want to go out with men."
"I see ..."
"When I was twelve David went away to college. At first he told us he was going to be a doctor and then he wanted to be a vetenarian. David had always been kind to animals. He used to collect rats, guinea pigs, and he even saved up enough money to have a baby skunk descented. During the summer David had all kinds of pets in our garage ... a tiny monkey, a parrot, and I had my share of fun with them. I wasn't doing anything but letting Cyrus lick me until David got this Abysinnian kitten and a young Ocelot. Mother didn't object because the animals were tame and she knew it was a part of David's work. I like the cats very much and Cyrus tolerated them from a distance. He got very angry when the Ocelot, Pasha, got her claws tangled in his ears, but beyond that he was gentle with the cats. I slept with Pasha and Mandy, the Abysinnian kitten. I remember one night I was eating some potato chips and clam dip in my bedroom while watching television and those cats went wild for it. Pasha and Mandy licked their rough little tongues over my fingers and went nuts to lick the stuff. I guess it was then that I got the idea to spread some of it on my PUSSY ... !!!"
"Go on ..."
"The result was shocking ..." Diana gasped. "Those cats were so eager to lick me that I had WILD SCREAMING ORGASMS ... ! Thank heavens mother was gone out to play bridge at the Malone's and David was out with his girlfriend, Shiela. I used up a big pan of clam dip in no time at all and those cats where still licking my puss. I had to push them away because I was so sore between my legs that I couldn't move."
"Continue ..."
"My brother never pressed me to go out with boys. Kids in school thought I was odd because I had no interest in dating ... dances ... and things like that. But even now I sometimes have horrible nightmares about my father trying to force his THICK ANGRY TOOL into me. The guilt I feel is terrible. I saw a psychiatrist for a while who tried to tell me my father's death was not my fault. I think David understood then because he was very kind and gentle with me. He always brought me some new pet whenever he came home from college to visit with us for a few days. When he was gone I tended to his animals and saw to it that they were fed."
"When did you first experience copulation?"
"When I was seventeen ..." Diana blushed, scratching long polished fingernails down her shapely arm. "My sexual passions were becoming more developed ... ! Although I loved to be licked for hours until I had several BIG WET CLIMAX'S I began to crave something more satisfying. David had brought home this big shaggy black Afghan named Ahab and he quickly became my pet. Being sexually curious I had fondled Ahab and to my delight had discovered that his reproductive equipment was much smaller than Cyrus's which was big enough to scare any girl off. I was very fond of Ahab because he was so big and silky. One night when I was in the tub and Ahab was laying obediently at my feet I noticed Ahab licking the BIG RED ROD between his legs. When I got out of the tub that BIG LOVING TONGUE worked between my thighs, gently lapping my clitoris, and I went into a wild spasm of ecstasy. When Ahab went to mount me ... jabbing at me with his small thin tool ... I thought it was funny. I got down on all fours and permitted the intimacy never dreaming that BIG SHAGGY DOG could actually penetrate me. I was surprised when Ahab jabbed the tip of his FIERY RED DICK against my vagina. He gripped my sides and moved closer, jabbing harder, and all at once I felt it moving into me. I wasn't really afraid because David had already told me, quite by accident, that animals couldn't get women pregnant. David had been doing some reading about the bestial abuses forced on Jewish prisoners during the war and I had picked up one of the books by accident and read about a young Jewess being screwed by a dog. When I asked if she wouldn't have pups David just laughed and pulled the book from my hand and told me it was impossible for a woman and any animal to conceive."
"I see ... "
"So naturally I didn't object when Ahab finally made intimate contact. I don't think his RAW WET TOOL was big enough to rupture my hymen so it didn't hurt when he did it to me. His RAW RED DICK moved in and out furiously and I felt a kind of knot against my backsides. I had one orgasm and then another minutes later. Ahab kept panting and thrusting until he fell off me almost in exhaustion. I was HOTLY AROUSED and wanting even more. When I turned and saw that RAW RED TOOL dripping outside the sheath I moved my mouth towards it. I was obsessed with the desire to submerge myself in a bestial experience. Ahab stood motionless while I moved my FEVERISH LIPS around that BIG THROBBING JOINT. All of a sudden Ahab jabbed between my lips and he squirted more and more HOT LIQUID LUST between my teeth. I felt his knot swell and my lips moved down around it ... embracing it ... while it became even more massive and it kept squirting ... ! I licked my tongue up and down the dog's dick until it went soft and returned quietly into the soft hairy sheath!"
"Go on ... "
"I was very impressed with my first coital experience with an animal. So impressed in fact that I wanted to repeat it with another animal ... this time with Cyrus. I figured if Ahab hadn't hurt me with his dick then Cyrus would feel even better. So the next time mother and David were out I brought Cyrus into the house. I masturbated his BIG RED ORGAN until the dog was hunching in my hand. When I got down on all fours Cyrus mounted me, gripped me, putting big red scars on my side, and he forced his THICK MEATY DICK into me. Cyrus got me in the corner and continued assaulting me with his RAW RAGING TOOL!"
"Ohoooo ... baby ... you're hurting me ... !," I groaned. "Oh, not so roughly, Cy ... ! Ummm ... oh, gawd, jab your big DICK-HAMMER into my puss! OH ... LOVE ME ... SCREW ME ... quickly!"
"Continue ... "
"Cy's dick slid in easy enough. But I wasn't prepared for the HUGE FIERY KNOT that began to swell. Cyrus began pumping like he had lost his mind and then for the first time I noticed it began to hurt. I screamed out, tried to lunge free of his grasp, but nothing would prevent that RAW RAGING CANINE TOOL from violating me further. I was too terrified to move."
"OHOOO ... ! OHOOO ... ! NOOO ... BANG ME ... I," I screamed. "Ohoooo ... noooo ... it hurts ... !"
"Go on ... "
"I thought I would lose consciousness as Cyrus drove deeper and harder. I was in absolute ecstasy even though the pain was also great. I tossed my head from side to side and began screaming as Cyrus shot his HOT LIQUID PASSION into me."
"I see ... "
"Finally the knot began to go down and I was moaning, deep and guttural, like a wild animal. Cyrus moved off of me and began to lick his SORE ABUSED PENIS! I pushed his head out of the way and moved my soft reassuring tongue towards his dwindling dick. Cyrus grunted with satisfaction as my tongue moved up and down his fiery canine organ."
"Go on ... "
"I had relations with most of the pets around our house ..." Diana blushed. "I never did it when mom was home. My brother graduated and started his own office right in our community. We're very rural and there's only one other vet in the area and he's swiftly approaching retirement age. David was more than glad to accept when I offered my services almost free of charge. He taught me how to do things ... like give shots, inseminate animals, and I even went out with him to inseminate cows. Some of the farmers laughed and got a little up-tight when the vet arrived with his lady assistant ... but after watching me breed a cow one time they were confident I could do as good a job as my brother ... !"
"You never had a desire to date men all this time ... ?"
"NO ... " Diana blushed, circling her high heeled shoe sensually as she exposed a brief glimpse of her honeyed thighs. "No man had ever appealed to me ... except maybe my brother ... ! I used to be a little jealous of the girls David dated ... but I could never tell him how I felt about him. I don't think I would have ever submitted even if he had touched me. There was a psychological rapport between David and I that meant more to me than all of the sex in the world."
"I see. You liked the job of being a veterinary assistant?"
"I loved it ..." Diana mused. "OH ... you can't believe some of the WILD, WILD, WILD ... THINGS THAT HAVE HAPPENED ... !!!"
"Like what ... ?"
"One time Mrs. Schoenover ... a wealthy old bitch who's had seven husbands ... brought her two exotic Scottish Deerhounds in to be bred. Her husband used the animals to hunt with and they were very rare and very, very expensive. Seems her husband was away somewhere on business when the female, a dog named Crystal, came into season. The male, a big frothing black monster who must have weighed a hundred and fifty pounds, Merlin, bolted into the door of our office with his RAW RED DICK hanging out while Crystal, the reluctant bitch, screamed and howled to escape his lustful fury."
"I just can't stand it ...!," Mrs. Schoenover complained, wringing her hands with disdain. "Howard told me to leave the dogs alone and let them breed ...! But I just can't stand the sight of that big FROTHING ANIMAL after her like that ...! I don't blame her for not wanting him. The damned fool has no tact at all ...! No woman in her right mind would want to submit to a beast like that ...!"
"I almost laughed out loud ..." Diana remarked. "Merlin was very aroused. You could almost see the huge RED KNOT hanging out. Poor Crystal was sitting on her haunches trying to escape ... while old lady Schoenover tossed me the dog's leashes in an attempt to rid herself of the spectacle in front of her."
"If they're going to be bred you can take care of the necessary details young lady ..." she shrieked. "I just can't stand it ...! If it weren't for the fact Howard would be furious if Crystal didn't get pregnant ... I'd lock that no good son-of-a-bitch in the garage and let him starve ...! Why that damned dog's got a bigger 'you-know-what' than my own husband ...! You will take care of them ... won't you ... ? oh, I mean, your brother of course. Naturally no lady in her right mind would want to fool with a dog like that ...!!!"
"We'll take care of everything, Mrs. Schoenover ..." I gulped, trying hard not to laugh. "It may take a few days ...! She ... a ... er ... may not be quite ready ...!"
"I can understand why ...! I just can't bear to watch it happen! Animals ... disgusting ... sick animals ...! I almost cringe when Howard touches me after he's been out with those dogs ...! When I think of what he paid for them it almost makes me sick ...!"
"Yes ... maam ...!"
"Good-bye young lady ..." Mrs. Schoenover gasped, grabbing up her thick alligator purse as she opened the door. "Watch yourself around that animal ...! I'd hate for anything to happen to you ...! Your brother is such a strong, patient man. I know he'll know what to do ...!"
"I was relieved when Mrs. Schoenover left ..." Diana smiled, searching her purse for a cigarette. "I felt truly sorry for the big animal named Merlin. He was tall and slim, very elegant and graceful, and oh, gawd, so very strong. I tied him to the doorknob while I led Crystal, whimpering, into one of the runs. Merlin was all over me, licking, slobbering, when I returned. He practically tore the door down to get at his mate ...! I had difficulty in dragging him into the other room. His BIG BULGING ROD was in a terrible state of erection! I felt an immediate sympathy. I locked the door to the examination room and kneeled down In front of the panting aroused animal."
"Easy ... Merlin ..." I cooed. "Oh, you're such a big boy ...! Such a big, stout fellow ...! I've never seen a dick as big as yours, sugar ... such a HARD RED WET THING ...! Here ... let me put my hand around it ... play with it a little. That nasty old woman didn't know how you feel ... she didn't understand how much pain it caused you ...! No, she didn't, Merlin ... but I know how you feel ... and I want to help you ...!"
"The minute my hand touched that dog's RIGID SEX he relaxed. He began to lick me, to caress me with his tongue. I moved my fingers back and forth over that big aching joint ... and Merlin began lunging in my hand. I was impressed with his size and his confirmation. His huge testicles hung like bold window-weights behind his slim elegant tail. I masturbated the penis furiously until Merlin shot out his HOT LIQUID LUST all over the floor. I would have pulled down my panties and given him a crack at my HOT DRIPPING ASS if I hadn't heard the bell ring in the waiting room. My hand was covered with HOT WET COME as I opened the door, closed it, locking Merlin in the examination room, as he kept jacking off even as I left the room."
"May I help you ... ?," I inquired, giving my big antiseptic smile. "The vet is out ... but perhaps I can be of assistance ...!"
"Yes ..." a young housewife shrieked, holding her poodle at a distance. "Gawd ... the odor ...!"
"I knew immediately the poor frightened Poodle had been sprayed by a skunk."
"Can you do something?"
"Yes ..." I giggled, holding my nose. "Bring him this way ...!"
"OHOOO ... poor FIFI ...! I warned him not to chase that thing ...! But he's always got his nose into everything!"
"I quickly caged the stinking animal in a kennel far away from the other dogs. I got the girls name and address and promised her pup would be smelling somewhat like a rose the following day. She beat a hasty retreat out the door and I returned to Merlin. The dog looked askance as he sniffed me. He started to draw away until I got my HOT ACHING FINGERS on his big hard dick ...!"
"MMM ... rrrr ... rrrr ..." Merlin whined. "Let me lock the door, ... put out a sign ... and maybe we can be alone together my sweet fellow. I've got just the place for you to release that HOT IMPATIENT LUST of yours ...!"
"Go on ..."
"I hung out the sign saying "CLOSED" for about an hour. I wasn't expecting anyone. Most of our money comes from calls my husband makes on farmers ... sewing up injured animals ... delivering calves and foals ... and it leave me alone at the shop most of the time. I tore off my panties and pulled up my skirt around my waist. I would have undressed but I was afraid that huge animal would leave scars on my side unless I left some clothing around my waist. I later learned that a pair of mittens slid over an aroused MALE DOG's paws can prevent a lot of tell-tale scratches! I moved my hands to Merlin's RAW RED DICK and got it up in no time."
"Come on ... baby ... SOCK IT TO ME ..." I shouted. "OH ... MERLIN ... SHOVE YOUR TOOL INTO MY HOT WET ASS ...! I WANT YOU TO COME ... BABY ... RIGHT INSIDE MY HOT WET SEX ...!"
"What happened ...?"
"That dog mounted me the moment he knew what I desired ..." Diana blushed. "He moved in behind me, panting wildly, and shoved his RAW ACHING TOOL into just the right spot. I braced myself because he was so huge and received the full brunt of his NAKED LUST. When he shoved his BIG DOG-KNOT into me I thought I would die. I remained motionless not wanting to scare him or make him jump for anything. I knew we might become tied and I knew also that he was calm enough not to be frightened. Once inside his BIG RED KNOT began to swell. I screamed out as he pumped a wild succession of HOT EJACULATIONS right into my backsides. His tool was deep in my vagina and his HOT WET SPERM moved deep into my flesh. I was thankful that dogs could not impregnate humans or I would have turned up very much pregnant. We were indeed tied which Merlin discovered the moment he tried to dismount. I held his paws and he pumped a few times and after about ten minutes, during which time I moaned and groaned with passion, the knot became smaller and finally slid out."
"You BIG BEAUTIFUL STUD ..." I slobbered, returning Merlin's kisses with warm affection. "If Crystal doesn't want you ... well, maybe I do ...! You look so much more relaxed ... so much happier ... now that you've had some fun. Let's put you in your pen while I clean up that damned stinking pup ...!"
"Did the two dogs ever breed?"
"Sure ..." Diana laughed. "When David came in he inspected the bitch, gave her a hormone injection, and by that evening she was more than ready to receive her mate. David was going to handle the breeding until he got a call that one of the cows belonging to Abe Jackson was having a breach birth. I got left with the task and believe me it gave me immense pleasure to watch Merlin shove it into Crystal. I was surprised when Crystal began to flag her tail to the side and to stand with her hind legs spread, looking coyly at the mate she had formerly been terrified of. You can do a lot with drugs. But let me say one thing right now ... I've never had to resort to any drugs to increase my sexual appetite. It's always been voracious enough to subdue most anything ...! If I had had any desire for men at all I might have been a nymphomaniac. As it was I just desired repeated acts of sexual union with animals ... hot panting frothing beasts with immense dicks and hot wet tongues that could satisfy my every whim!"
"I see ..."
"Crystal stood still with some coaxing while Merlin licked her vagina and then when she flagged her tail to the side he mounted, began pumping and finally got into her after about ten minutes of almost futile thrusting. The poor animal's tongue was hanging out one side and his eyes were wild and glassy as he drove his RELENTLESS DICK into the bitches swollen gash!"
"Continue ..."
"Crystal seemed well pleased until that dog's DONG began to swell inside of her. Then she screamed and fought the leash. I had to subdue her and pray that Merlin remained calm. I really prefer having some assistance when breeding large dogs because they can really hurt each other and do much damage if they struggle too much. Crystal lunged forward, almost knocked me down. I got her head between my legs and held her up with my hands as Merlin stood there lolling his tongue to the side, with that shit-eating satisfied grin on his face, as his mate stood whimpering in pain as his BIG RAW TOOL increased in size."
"How long did they remain tied ..."
"Almost twenty minutes ..." Diana frowned, dousing her cigarette in the ashtray. "You can bet I was tired when they finally separated. I bred them again the next day and the next and let them go home. During that time I had sex with Merlin at least twice a day ... and I would have used him more if I hadn't been afraid of rendering him too exhausted to copulate with Crystal. Crystal got better each time and finally she seemed to think that having that BIG FROTHING STUD ploughed up her puss was the best thing in the world ...!"
"Tell me more about your usual sexual routine with dogs and pets you take in."
"Hmmm ... let me think ..." Diana frowned, enjoying my surprise. "Every now and then we get a litter of pups to bottle-feed when the mother dies or takes an infection. I remember a litter of Pekinese very well. Cute fuzzy little thing ... and oh, sharp teeth. I had the three of them on the bottle and my breasts began to ache ...! I have very large full breasts and the nipples are constantly hard like they need to be SUCKED! It was a quiet time of the day. I was in the back room nursing the pups when suddenly I tore open my blouse, unfastened my bra which has three convenient hooks on the front, and exposed my RIPE SOAR BREASTS. I nudged one pups mouth to the teat. It lunged and grabbed my ACHING BREAST in its mouth. It began to suck. I cradled it's head and groaned with pleasure. I moved a curious finger to my FEVERED WET SLIT as the pup sucked. I began to masturbate like crazy ...! I moved the second pup between my legs ... rubbed some of the milk over my clit ... and forced the dog's head into my WET GASH!"
"Ohoooo ... SUCK ME ...! OH ... GAWD ... SUCK ME ... ! SUCK ME RAW ...! UMMMM ... OH ... YES ... SUCK ... SUCK ME ... YESSSSSSSSSS ...!!!
"Go on ...
"Those three furry pups nursed on my breasts and at my clit until someone rang the bell and came in. I tossed the pups back into their pens and then straightened my rumpled clothes. I ran a hasty comb through my long blond tresses and put on that smooth antiseptic smile."
"Continue ... "
"I encountered a very distraught woman leading a huge tan Dane on the end of a leash. She was red faced and very obviously angry. She pulled the dog in the door."
"Filthy sick beast ..." she swore, shouting. "I want him put to sleep ... do you hear me ...! He's a menace ... oh, he just killed my sister's Poodle ...! Tried to rape the poor animal ... tore it in two ...! There was nothing we could do ... no way to get hold of him ... until it was too late. My sister, Irma, tried to grab poor little Daisy ... but Pancho just wouldn't let anyone near him ...! Oh, when he shoved his BIG RAW JOINT in her she screamed ... and then she died ... lacerated and bleeding!"
"Did you put the dog to sleep?"
"I promised the woman I would ..." Diana sighed, noticing her heaving breasts. "I even took the ten dollars she handed me without asking for it and shoved it in my pocket. I felt so sorry for the misunderstood dumb brute. I took the leash and the woman left crying. I felt sorry for the poor dog which she had in the back of the car and which she brought in all bloody. It was not one of the miniature Poodles but some kind of mixed-breed Poodle and terrier that weighed maybe twenty pounds. I could tell what kind of horrible death it had and I promised the woman we would dispose of the body. She left in tears and we never heard from her again."
"What did you do with the deadly Dane?"
"You can imagine, can't you ...?," Diana frowned, plopping a thick chocolate cherry into her mouth and crushing it with hungry teeth. "I felt so sorry for the dumb brute. Pancho was obviously a friendly loving pet ... a big rough fellow who loved attention. He covered me with kisses and with affection once I tried to make up with him. You know people don't have much consideration for their pets ... I mean, they take a normal healthy male dog ... and they chain him up ... and maybe he doesn't get any ass for years. Then when a little flirty bitch comes around with her ass stinking to high heaven he gets a little wild and hurts someone ...! It's not the dog's fault really ...! I mean if he had been getting it all along he'd never have been that way ... it's just that he's desperate ... LIKE ME ...!!!"
"You really sympathize with your pets, don't you?"
"I can understand how Pancho felt ..." Diana defended. "He was about four ... obviously virile ... probably never exercised much ... and he just went wild ...! Well, when David came in I told him what happened and he shook his head like he didn't want to put the big beautiful animal to sleep. I made a few phone calls to friends to see if they wanted a Dane and when I got nowhere I took Pancho home myself and things really got lively. I had a big five room house and ten acres of privacy and I had lots of abandoned animals at home that satisfied me in one way or another. Pancho was put in a huge run and given the chance to exercise and I never saw such a change in a dog's personality. I had David perform a slight surgical operation on him ... one that would allow his BIG BEAUTIFUL DICK to hang free and loose ... so that just the red-tip would show. David understood then how I felt about dogs ... in fact, one time he came in and caught me taking it from a huge Labrador who had been brought in for a bath. Seems the dog had been hunting in the fields and the lady of the house wanted him 'dantied up'. When David came back from a meeting early he was a most surprised fellow when he came into the back room and caught me and the lab both naked in the tub. I had soaped up the dog's dick and he was moving into me ... shoving his BIG BED TOOL into my backsides."
"Having fun, sis ... ? ," David whistled. "The old lady's would die if they knew how you carried on with their pets ...!"
"Shut up before I castrate you ...!," I smiled, pleased by my brother's calm acceptance. "I guess you've always known, haven't you?"
"For a while, anyway ..." David chuckled, "one day I pulled in and peeked through the window and saw you working over a Dalmatian. When I was a kid I used to screw dad's sheep ... so I can understand ...! I hoped you'd someday give up the habit ...!"
"Are you disappointed?"
"Not really ..." David smiled. "At least this way I'll have you working with me all of the time ...! I can't say it harms you or the dogs ... but I just hope none of the customers complain ...!"
"My brother was terribly broad-minded and understanding ..." Diana confessed. "He told me about how he and a boy he had played with had abused dad's sheep ... and one time a calf that was more than eager to suck the RIPE WET TOOL shoved into its mouth. One night when my brother was a little drunk he came into the back room while I was letting a pup suck me and he allowed me to let a pup suck his DICK ...! David just laughed and unzipped himself ... and I moved the pup onto his BIG HARD TOOL ... but I had no desire to touch it myself. David came all over the front of his pants and had to change. Something might have happened between us ... who knows ... but he got another call that someone's prize stud had just gotten torn up in barbed wire ...!"
"Go on ... "
"My most unusual pet is this monkey some woman gave me named Herman. Herman is quite intelligent, weighs about forty pounds, and is very cute and cuddly. The woman had never had any children, had lost her husband and wanted a pet. So I guess she choose a monkey because she thought it resembled a child. She told me she used to dress Herman up in doll clothes when he was little. For some strange reason when the animal got bigger she just didn't want it anymore. She parked outside our office and brought Herman in and asked me if I could find a home for him. When I hesitated she pulled out twenty dollars and told me if I couldn't find someone who wanted him to put him to sleep. Then she left without leaving her name or anything."
"And you kept Herman?"
"You better believe it ..." Diana blushed. "I had my period that day and that smart little bastard knew it. His LITTLE RED DICK stood out and got hard and that little ape was masturbating HIS RAW MEAT like crazy before I could even get him to the cage. He even put my hand on it and pleaded with me to play with it."
"Did you ... ?"
"Sure ... but first I gave Herman a bath ..." Diana admitted. "I wasn't too sure the woman had kept Herman clean ... he smelled awful. Monkeys are a species you have to keep clean or they get germy so I parked Herman in the tub and soaped him up ... LITTLE MONKEY-DICK and all ...!"
"Go on ... "
"When I was sure he was clean I moved my RIPE HUNGRY LIPS around his little tool and SUCKED ... SUCKED THAT DELICIOUS LITTLE MONKEY-TOOL RIGHT INTO MY MOUTH ... !!!"
"Did the monkey like it ... ?"
"He went APE ... ha ... ha ...!," Diana giggled. "He pumped in and out of my mouth and fingered my hair until he popped off. I teased his little TOOL and he chattered and screamed and we had a ball. I found a banana in the other room with some oranges and apples my brother was always chewing on and I stuffed the banana in my slit, leaned back in the chair, and let that little HUNGRY FOOL eat right between my BIG JUICY THIGHS. I had one orgasm after the other. I took Herman home at lunch time and made him acquainted with the house. He seemed to like his new environment ...! He played with Tamur, my ocelot, and he made friends with Pancho, the Dane. Pancho and Herman romp all of the time in the yard ... with Herman often astride Pancho's back. Now and then I find homes for the pets I take in ... but while they're with me they get a thorough sex education. I don't have any hang-ups about the way I have my fun. It's natural enough for me to do things like this! I'm lucky to have a big brother who understands how I feel, and why I am the way I am ... and for having a job that pleases me so well. Hell, I've even helped him breed wild stallions ... and you want to know something ...? Hee ... yeah ... I get a BIG COME every time I handle a big HARD HORSE'S DICK ...!"
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
Diana is obviously a compulsive bestialist who has no desire for relations with members of her own kind. Diana had an unfortunate incest experience with her father at an early age which left her suffering sexual trauma and strong feelings of guilt. Diana grew up with a sexual fear of men that never left her. Still, being a normal and developing adolescent, she nonetheless suffered strong sexual passions which found no convenient outlet.
While Diana may be emotionally disturbed she is neither psychotic nor is her pet perversion any danger to society as such. She indulges in sexual relations with animals in her own home, behind closed doors, and she harms no one. She obviously suffers a psychological fear of relations with men but feels safe and secure with animals as a result of an early childhood experience.
In A DOG IN MY BED Michele Miacahels notes ...
"Copulation with animals does not necessarily indicate the need for psychiatric help. Let me explain it this way�psychiatry is basically the treatment of mental disease, mental disorders, by means of psychotherapy and psychoanalysis. The fact that a man or woman chooses to indulge in sexual play with a dog does not necessarily indicate that the person has a mental problem as such. It is only a mental problem if it causes the individual mental anguish, or if he becomes psychotic about it." (16)
Since Diana suffers no mental anguish, and since she is very much satisfied with her sexual outlets and since her behavior harms no one in particular there is little reason to suggest she seek psychiatric help.
Psychotherapy may help relieve some of the trauma associated with the incest affair with her father but bringing about any significant changes in Diana's outward erotic behavior would be expensive, lengthy and perhaps not in the girls best interest.
This is not to suggest that Diana is perfectly normal in every respect. Admittedly, she has problems ... deep ones which have channeled her sexual desires into perhaps warped directions ... however she is not deviate enough to be institutionalized ... and she suffers no guilt in relation to her animal sex hobby.
If it had not been for Diana's willingness to cooperate and render her verbal assistance to my study of human and animal sexual contacts this most significant chapter might never have been written.
CHAPTER TWO: Carnival Love
The history of the Sex Circus extends far back into man's ancient past. Commercial orgy's are nothing new today and they were quite common and also quite popular in the past. The Sex Circus exists today on a much smaller scale than in the times of the Greeks and the Romans but such displays of wanton animal passion are still common in certain areas and those wishing to witness commercial animal orgy's can still do so as long as they are willing to pay the price.
Almost every carnival and side-show has it's circus freaks, it's animal exhibitions, it's commercial orgy's where bold exhibitions of blatant sexuality are put on display and the common man can satisfy his idle curiosity about forms of sexual union that he has been able to satisfy only through fantasy.
The history of such shows extend back into the past when the Egyptians and Babylonians indulged in. such debauched sexual sports. In BESTIALITY Joseph R. Rosenberger observes ...
"The sex circus (or commercial orgy) performed between human beings and between human beings and animals, is as old as recorded history. Such perverted productions were known to the ancient Babylonians, the Egyptians, and the Greeks; the ancient Romans were also fond of such filthy harlequinades� not only the common people, but the mighty, all-powerful emperors, who enjoyed watching as many as twenty or thirty couples, men and women, engaged in every perversion that could possibly be conceived by the human imagination." (18)
The Circus Maxima became famous as a place where the commoners could witness bestial spectacles.
In BESTIALITY Joseph R. Rosenberger observes ...
"The common people got their sex shows either in houses of prostitution, or at the Circus Maxima, where gladiators fought and criminals and Christians were tortured to death, often by wild animals. The Romans perfected the art of having a woman raped to death by an animal, and any male animal that would perform in such a brutal manner was considered very valuable." (18)
Today the sex circus has a much more agreeable purpose than the wanton display of bloody animal passion. Today the sex circus exists because someone has the foresight and knowledge to put such a show together to satisfy man's wanton passion and curiosity about forms of sex which he has little chance to observe.
In Juarez, Mexico the sex circus is of notorious fame. In BESTIALITY Joseph R. Rosenberger notes ...
"There's Juarez, Mexico�which probably has more sex circuses than any other city in the world. The whore business is even legal in Juarez! Each prostitute pays a fee of two dollars per week and registers with the Departamento de Sanidad. Not only that, but the city does a very good job of keeping sex and more sex honest and hygienic, policing the whores and inspecting them regularly." (18)
Such sex shows may be legal south of the Border but they are illegal in the United States. Because of the risk involved and other factors the price of watching such a sexual spectacle is most often high ... costing from $25 to $50 per person depending upon the caliber of the demonstration.
The women who indulge in such spectacles, the especially trained, knowledgeable actresses and actors, are often jailed, harassed, fined and otherwise abused by police officials who seek to eliminate such wanton sexual charades.
In this case history we are dealing with Prussia Booth, a young and attractive lady with plush bosoms and ample thighs who has a winning smile and a sensual manner that has given her a reputation as "The Animal Lady" in some of the secret side-shows in which she performs.
While attending a carnival out of town with a friend I made the acquaintance of Prussia Booth who exhibited her wares both in a strip-tease show and later, behind stage, in a more secret demonstration of perverse animal passion. A friend who was an intimate friend of Prussia's business manager, a half-gypsy promoter by the name of Emil, obtained an interview for me though Prussia demanded as much for her life story as for admission to one of her bestial spectacles.
"You saw my show, huh ... ?," Prussia began, tossing back long locks of flaming black hair. "And like the rest of the gringo's you are curious, no? Well, if you were not a friend of Emil's and if you were not sworn to secrecy about some things you would not get one word from my lips ...! So you write books, huh? You should send your readers to see my act ... and then they would think your work very tame indeed! As you have seen I cannot be satisfied by a NORMAL MAN ...! It takes HOT ANIMAL PASSION to turn me on. A FROTHING ERECT MALE BEAST to make me come alive ...! For a girl from the sticks I've made it pretty good! I am responsible to no one ... and pretty soon I will be rich ... !"
"I'd like to hear your life's story ... how you began in commercial animal sex ... "
"At least you are better than the police ... who are always snooping and harassing us ...! I've been in and out of more jails than I can count ...! Stinking filthy cops with their narrow little minds ...! I would like to get one of them naked for a minute and bring out the WILD UNTAMED BEAST behind all that pomp and glory ...! I've seen good respectable men inflamed by my shows ... ministers, by god, politicians, good upstanding citizens who have to come down and see the rank side of life ...! I had one wealthy woman approach me after the act and beg me to let her go to bed with Gordo, the huge Great Dane we used to use in our act. I charged the filthy slut $50 for the service and she came around every night after dark to pay me for the kind of wild abuse she could not get at home ...! She offered me a fancy price for my stud animal ... but I could not get her to see that the price she offered was but a pittance of Gordo's true worth ...!"
"You believe you know pretty much about real human desire, then?"
"I know half of those prim-bastards in the audience would give their eye-teeth to do some of the things I've done. Only they don't have the nerve to admit that they want a GOOD HOT SCREW from one of my TRAINED SEX PETS! I've seen em masturbating right in the audience ... men and women ... all from the better side of the tracks ...!"
"You sound bitter."
"I was poor once ... !," Prussia spat, shoving a wad of chewing gum into her fragrant red mouth. "Poor white trash they used to call us. My pa ran a small dairy farm in the sticks and we raised chickens and stuff. The old man ran off a load of moonshine now and then. I got so damned tired of being a good girl by the time I was ten that I went WILD ...! Dad never let me around men ... not even the laborers who sometimes helped in the summer. Dad watched me like a hawk after Lilly got knifed by one of the hired hands. Lilly was a real sex-pot. She used to fool with dad's stallions and the hired men ... all the time ...! She ought not to have gotten old Saul jealous like that ... messin' with one of the new hands ...! She got her grief too ...!"
"What do you mean?"
"Saul killed her ..." Prussia commented, coolly. "Ran a pitchfork clean through her ... into her lungs ... left her bleeding in the barn ...! He castrated the man Lilly was with ...! They caught old Saul later ...! I sure missed Lilly ...! You might be interested to know we had sex together. I was only twelve when Lily died ...! With her gone it seemed like the world had ended."
"You were lonesome ... ?"
"For sure ..." Prussia sighed. "Kids in school made fun of me because we were so poor. A bunch of colored apple-pickers used to come in and camp on our land ... in some old chicken sheds dad converted into rough living quarters for a fee. Mexicans and Blacks together ... filthy, half-naked, and full of profanity ...! Pa used to try and keep me away from them but I managed to do things he never knew about."
"Like what ... ?"
"Pa bought me a little stud pony when I was twelve. Figured it would give me something to do. He was planning on having Satan operated on in the fall when it was cooler. Pa never liked to castrate nothing when it was hot. Afraid of infection I guess. The pony was medium sized, big enough for me, and it gave me something to do when I came home from school. I used to spend hours riding through the fields ... galloping ... wading in the creek ... and if it wasn't for Satan I might have been even more miserable than I was!"
"Go on ... "
"I was always watching animals mating ..." Prussia began. "My ma she gave me the fancy name. Didn't leave me nothing else. Lord knows we were dirt poor! I began masturbating about then ... doing it all the time ... and thinking about someone shoving a NICE FAT DICK into me ...! Not much chance of that because pa never let me off the place. Well, pa was always fooling with the big stallions we had on the place ... breeding them to mares ... selling or trading them off ... and sometimes I watched. I got very excited once when a bay mare came to be bred to our coal black stud. Pa greased the mare and the stud and helped with the breeding. I almost died when that big beast SNAKED OUT TWO FEET OF ROCK-HARD DICK and jumped on the mare. She screamed and then moaned low and pa was playing with his peter to beat the band ...! I never seen nothing like it before and it made me think 'bout sex with poor dumb animals ...!"
"It excited you?"
"Sure it did ..." Prussia frowned. "I took my little old stud pony out in the woods one day and tried to play with his DICK. At first the pony kicked but then one time when he let it all hang out to take a piss I got my hands on it and I began to jiggle it around some ...! To my surprise the little stud's eyes grew wide ... and he began to have an ERECTION!"
"Well ... bless my flat tits ..." I gasped. "Ohooo ... look eeee that ...! Almost twelve inches of BIG HARD MEAT ...!"
"Go on ... "
"Satan nickered low and nuzzled me ..." Prussia giggled. "I had some Vaseline in a tube and I rubbed it all over his BIG DRIPPING TOOL and that little bastard began making pumping motions in and out of my hand ...!"
"Owww ... you sneaky critter ..." I gasped. "You BIG BEAUTIFUL LITTLE STUD, YOU ...!!" Since pa won't let me out to see no boys maybe you'll do ...! Lord knows you got more than they got in their pants ...!"
"I had been chewing a thick wad of gum in my mouth ..." Prussia blushed, "and suddenly it tasted very dry and flat. I wanted something big and JUICY in my mouth ...! I stared at that pink and black PONY-DICK and I saw that Satan meant to be very cooperative so I moved my face towards his hind-quarters."
"How would you feel about letting me SUCK YOUR MEAT, BIG BOY ... ?," I gasped. "It looks mighty inviting hanging down like that ... all slick and greasy ...! Makes me want to take it deep in my throat and SUCK THE HELL OUT OF IT. !!!"
"Continue ... "
"Well, I pulled the fleshy HARD THING towards my mouth and stared at it a moment wondering if I really wanted to do that wild thing. Just then this funny feeling came over me and the next thing you know it was in my mouth ... ABOUT FIVE INCHES OF HARD PONY-DICK ...!"
"OWWW ... MMM ... baby ... !," I groaned, keeping an eye on Satan all the while. "Well, it felt hard and fleshy and it tasted good. That little stud tried to move in and out of my mouth but I jerked his bridle and made him stand still. I chewed on the tip while my HOT EAGER FINGERS moved down his rod ... fondling ... squeezing ... jerking ... until that damned little stud hunched and shot a HOT LOAD OF LIQUID LUST right between my lips. It splattered on my cheeks, down my lips and ran down the front of my blouse. I had to take my blouse off and wash it in the creek because I was afraid pa might ask me about those stains. Well, when I realized Satan would let me SUCK him I wondered if he wouldn't let me do something else. I pulled down my jeans, and I wasn't wearin' no panties under neither, and I stood half-naked in front of the little stud. I tried to pull his big old slippery dick towards my slit but there was no way I could get it in. I'd never seen or heard of girls screwing ponies or horses ... it was just something I wanted to do ...!"
"You did this because your father wouldn't let you go out with boys?"
"At first, yes ..." Prussia frowned, running tapered fingers through silken ebony hair. "Then, later, when I tried the real thing I found it a very inferior substitute to the RAW NAKED EXPERIENCE OF BOLD ANIMAL PASSION!"
"You encountered a problem in that you couldn't establish proper coital contact with the pony stud?"
"At first yes ..." Prussia grinned, licking her ripe red tongue over her moist lower lip. "But then ... later that night I told pa I had read about a trick pony who could sit and lay down ... and I told him I thought old Satan was smart enough to learn ... and gradually pa told me how I might get a pony to lay down and be an obedient pet. I hounded pa until he went out and taught Satan how to do it ...! Pa got pretty rough with Satan when he balked at first ... but when the stud pony got the idea ... he learned pretty fast. In about a week all I had to do was touch Satan's leg a certain way and he would kneel ... and then lay on his side. So one day I took Satan into the woods again and I got him down on the ground ... next to an apple tree ... and I got him to lay on his side. I pulled off my clothes and lay down between his legs. Old Satan stared at me like I had lost my mind but when my hand moved to grease his dick he responded with a slow nicker that told me he was well-pleased. I played with his pink and black PONY-DICK until it got hard and stuck out about fourteen inches and then I moved it to my BIG WET SLIT. I rubbed the head against my thighs and almost creamed up good ...! I guided the tip of the pony-dick to my hole and shoved a little but it didn't want to go in ...! I moved it harder and got a little in ... but not enough to do much good. Still the pressure of my fingers and slit on Satan's BIG EAGER TOOL made him hot enough to shoot a stream of HOT LIQUID LUST that shot all the way up my belly!"
"Did you enjoy it?"
"It was WILD AND EXCITING ..." Prussia confided. "It was the best thing that ever happened to a lonely girl who had nothing to do with her time. I worked with Satan and gradually got more and more of his tool into me. I got him to stand perfectly still so I could move about freely and do with him as I pleased. I was pretty excited about it. I even got Satan to lick Sugar from my SLIT when I straddled an old apple-tree stump naked and spread my legs. I put some sugar on my HAIRY PUSS and Satan began to lick gently. I was careful that he didn't bite me ...! Do you know that old pony would lick anywhere ... gently ... and sure enough arousing me ... as long as I put sugar on the part I wanted him to lick ...!"
"Go on ... "
"Well ... the summer I was thirteen ... the apple-pickers came to stay with us. I used to play with some of the Mexican and Black children ... most always girls when pa let me. I was up in the apple orchard making out with Satan one afternoon when two boys, both Negroes, about thirteen came out of the woods."
"You sure nuff look like you're having yourself a good time ..." the oldest smiled. "I reckon an old short stump like mine wouldn't do you no good, huh, white girl?"
"You shouldn't be here ..." I gasped, jumping naked to my feet. "My pa would kill you if he knew ...!"
"Wonder what her old man would think of her and the PONY ... ?," the smaller youth frowned. "From where I was lookin that pony had a black dick too ...! Not much different than ours ... ceptin' maybe larger ...!"
"I was frightened ..." Prussia confided. "I was naked and shaking too much to get in my britches ...! Them boys was rubbing the fronts of their trousers like they had something BIG AND BOTHERSOME inside ...!"
"We liked what we saw ..." the oldest frowned. "The best part was when he shot his SPERM all over your pretty white belly ...! You sure got pretty WHITE SKIN honey ...! We don't mean you no harm ... but could we feel your tits ...? Me and my brother, Luke, would be willing to pay you if you'd pay some attention to us."
"How much ... ? ," I gasped, indeed surprised when they offered money.
"We ain't got much ..." Luke fumbled. "But what we got is yours. I got 50c of my own and Josh has got that much or more ...! Shit, I always wanted to touch a white girl ... but I never had the nerve. Never seen one naked until now ...!"
"For 75c you can both feel me all you want ..." I gasped, holding out my palm for the money. "I had never had so much in my hand in all my life. I was surprised when Luke touched my breasts and squeezed them until the nipples stood out hard. I giggled when Josh ran a finger into my slit and hollered out about me being virgin. Well, one thing led to another and we was meeting in the woods whenever the boys got any money and I was doing more and more things to get the money. Finally one day Josh handed me $2 and I said I'd go all the way with him. Josh had some rubbers and his old skin was shiny black as he stood naked above me. Luke watched and shook his head as Josh put his hands under my buttocks and bore down on me with all of his strength. I screamed bloody murder, almost causing Satan to stampede, as Josh shot into me with about seven inches of RIGID BLACK MEAT ...! I rose to meet him, still screaming, because it hurt. I did bleed and I tore my nails into Josh's back ... but he kept SCREWING and finally he got me hot enough to like it. I had one orgasm by the time Josh was done. I took Luke on until they both had used the four rubbers they had and we had to quit. I found out that after the first time it didn't hurt so much. I also found out something else ... after SCREWIN AROUND with Josh and Luke my pussy was big enough to take on more of the PONY'S DICK. I got a good three or four inches of Satan into me after the youths left and I had one wild orgasm after the other ...! I even put a rubber on Satan one time and greased it and it was wild. That old Pony loved anything I would do to him. Well, I found out I could make even more money by allowing Josh and Luke to bring some of their older friends around to watch me make out with Satan. And they gave me as much as $2 or $3 to watch. Josh and Luke would go through the camp and ask some of the HORNY BLACKS and MEXICANS if they wanted to pay to see a girl screw a pony. They had no difficulty in getting things going ... and almost every day around noon I had four or five of the apple-pickers in the woods paying good money to watch me screw Satan."
"Go on ... "
"It went on all summer and I had quite a little nest egg ..." Prussia flushed. "I got hold of one of the colored men's dogs and trained it to go with me. Josh and Luke helped me train the dog ... he was afraid at first ... because he hadn't been around many white women. But finally that old spotted COON-HOUND socked his BIG FAT MEATSTICK into me and made me have a wild series of screaming orgasms. Luke taught me how to take it up the ASS and one time the dog went up my ass and then he pulled out and shot his BIG THICK MEAT into my vagina ...!"
"Your father never found out how you were making money ?"
"SHIT�no ... !," Prussia frowned. "Those niggers and those Mexicans knew how to keep a secret. They didn't like my pa because he was so surly and rough with them. I put on a show about twice a week, sometimes at night when my pa was gone off with some woman. My ma died when I was ten so I guess I was really very lonely or maybe this wouldn't have happened."
"You performed with the pony and a dog?"
"Yes, and an old billy goat we stole from Jesse Bremmer's barn. They kept the goat in the camp and I trained it during the day when I had nothing else to do. We named the goat Lester and he was a real horny fellow."
"How long did you continue this kind of stunt?"
"Until I was sixteen ..." Prussia confided. "I was sick and tired of pa and just looking for a way to get out. One summer one of the old nigger's approached me and told me he knew a fancy city dude who would give me lots of money to leave home and join his circus. He told me the man's name was Emil and that he ran a side-show. I found out he'd told Emil about my talents and the old lecherous bastard wanted to see me make out with my pets."
"Did you ... ?"
"Sure ... when he offered me $15 for the honor of being the only witness I gladly accepted. I took him into the orchard and he caressed his thick black moustache and licked his lips like he was awaiting a banquet. I pulled off my clothes ... twirled around ... greased up Satan's dick and began to wildly CHEW ON THAT PONY'S HARD MEAT ...!"
"EAT IT ALL, GIRL ..." Emil grinned. "That's it ...!"
"I slapped about five inches of pink and black pony peter down my throat and fondled the testicles. I even moved my head back and chewed on the STUD'S NUTS a minute or two to get him even more excited. Emil ate that up and began rubbing the bulge in the front of his trousers. I got the pony hard and then made him lay down before he shot off his load. Satan obeyed. I moved between his legs and guided his BIG PINK AND BLACK DICK between my quivering thighs. I was eager and expectant and managed to shove a good bit of PONY-TOOL into my box. Emil was unzipping himself and really playing with his HOT RED MEAT as I moved the pony dick in and out and groaned ...! In a few seconds Satan shot his load and I let it splatter all over my breasts and tummy ...!"
"Talented little kid, aren't you ... ?," Emil grinned, suddenly shoving his FAT UGLY PETER towards my face. "You suck this down and there's an extra $10 for you, baby ...!"
"My fingers fairly leaped to those golden testicles ..." Prussia grinned. "I swallowed most of it and caressed the BIG HARD TOOL with my mouth, lips and tongue. Emil was banging in and out of my mouth and pulling my ears at the same time. He was muttering a series of wild profanities in about five different languages and all the time his CLIMAX kept getting closer."
"HOT SCREWING SON-OF-A-BITCH ... !," Emil gasped. "You do have a good mouth ... for a dick-sucker ...!"
"MMMM ... ohoooooooo ... CREAM ME ..." I gasped. "SHOOT YOUR WILD HOT COME DOWN MY THROAT ...! BLAST OFF BABY ... BLOW YOUR BALLS ...!!!"
"Your little dick-sucker ... you'll have your wish ... just suck a few seconds more ...! Ohooo ... there ... that's it ... OWWW ...!"
"Emil's load was nothing compared to the WILD HOT STREAM that Satan could pour into your jaws. Yet it pleased me because Emil, who later confessed he ran a profitable little circus and side-show in the summer, wanted me for his act. He taught me how to get Satan to lay on his back with his legs in the air and he helped hold Satan while I tried to take even more of his BIG FIERY TOOL into my box. I sat down on the pony's peter and sure enough over five inches went into me and I was wildly moving my hips with pleasure and shouting profanities as my own ORGASM approached!"
"OHOOOOOOO ... GAWD ... THIS IS EVEN BETTER THAN ANYTHING I'VE DONE BEFORE ... !," I cried. "OHOOOO ... I'M GONNA COME ...!"
"Emil was grinning from ear to ear ... a sign I later learned to equate with the smelly of money ..." Prussia related. "He praised me and the pony and asked me if I had ever worked out with snakes. I wrinkled my nose and admitted I hadn't. Emil promised to bring me a non-poisonous one and questioned me about leaving home. I told him I'd like nothing better ... but he was worried because of my age. I was seventeen and Emil told me to work out with snakes and every male animal I could get my hands on and he promised me that when I was eighteen he would take me in with his carnival and make me rich. He even told me to go and take some dance lessons ... he said something about belly-dancing ... but no one in our little town knew how to do that. Finally he told me to forget the dancing�that one of his girls would show me the ropes when I got in with his act."
"You wanted to leave?"
"More than anything ... ! ," Prussia confided. "I wanted to go that summer but it was August and Emil was busy travelling with the show. He said he'd be back the next year ... but I never expected to see him again. You can't imagine how surprised I was the following summer when he came around before the apple-pickers even came in. He told me to pack my luggage and to be prepared to meet a car after midnight. I was really surprised when this midget and a fat lady picked me up and tossed my clothes in the back and made me feel welcome."
"What happened next?"
"I was introduced to the Midget whose name was Tiny Tom and the fat lady named Gilda. They drove for maybe eight hours and finally we pulled into this carnival playing in a small town and I saw Emil waiting for me. He hugged me and took me into this trailer and made wild and abandoned love to me. He told me I'd be sleeping there with a girl who was busy doing a high-wire act. Some of the girls did special acts and then doubled up in the burlesque. Some girls were actually prostitutes and some had nothing to do with men. I never met such a wide variety of "characters" as I met that summer in the show. The 'bearded lady'�a woman named Fatima �took a liking to me and invited me to her trailer. She had a long beard that was really real ... and it was almost fourteen inches long. She used to wash it and comb it for hours ... and the first time she lay me on her bed and went DOWN ON MY HOT LITTLE ASS I thought I would die ...!"
"She was a lesbian?"
"Baby ... she was bisexual�or maybe just plain oversexed�, "Prussia giggled. "In the side-show, the sex show after hours, she'd put on a demonstration eating poor Tiny Tom until his pecker was raw. It was funny to see the fat lady laying down and Tiny Tom jabbing his miniature DICK into her big fleshy jaws ...! I found my trailer mate was a real pro named Naomi who had been with, the circus for almost ten years. She had switched from one act to the next ... so that she could fill in many places whenever anyone got sick or hurt ...I"
"Go on ... "
"Naomi took on the job of teaching me how to move and dance sexy-like. Belly dancing I called it, although it wasn't exactly the same. Naomi was as queer as they came and she had my HOT LITTLE BOD stretched out on her big comfortable mattress the first night I was there. She tricked me into taking off my clothes to see what size tights I wore ... and then she just shoved me down and moved that HOT EAGER TONGUE between my legs. I've been sucked before ... but that girl was wild ...! She got my PUSSY LIPS IN HER MOUTH ... MY CLIT ... AND EVEN THE SLIT AND THREATENED TO SUCK ME INSIDE OUT! I had one screaming orgasm after the other until both of us were covered with the stink of our own sweat and perspiration."
"Go on ... "
"Naomi sucked my lips until they were almost raw. I clung to her and gasped with passion. She told me that while I was in her trailer she expected me to be faithful to her and no one else. I didn't mind because she had a truly magnificent tongue. And she knew other things."
"Like what ... ?"
"Like how to use a dildo and bring me more jollies than either a horse or a man could give me ...!"
"Would you care to explain."
"One night when I was tired from working out on the damned 'snake act' that Emil insisted on I got good and drunk. I was disgusted because Emil was a slave-driver who demanded nothing short of 'perfection' from his girls. I never thought I'd be working out four or five hours a day trying to fake an ORGASM by having sexual contact with a snake. Emil seemed to have a big thing about watching a big fleshy FAT SNAKE wrapping itself around a girls thighs and poking it's forked TONGUE into her slit. He made me work out with both ends of the snake too. It made my flesh turn goosey just to touch it. It took me ever so long to get over my innate reluctance to move it into me. First I'd work the tail into my HOT LITTLE SLIT and then I'd move it in and out until I felt kind of warm. Then when I was really in the mood I'd twist the snake around, let its head hang down over my breasts, and then I'd shove the mouth and head of the snake up my HOT DROOLING BOX! I'd ram the head deeper and the snake would be hissing, darting it's forked tongue in and out in wild spasms that sent me clear up the walls. I would sometimes have a real orgasm depending on how the snake worked ... but I always felt an innate revulsion as I pulled the slithering, DRIPPING ANIMAL out of my HOT WET SEX ...!"
"You say the snake didn't arouse you?"
"Oh, it did ... but I could never form the attachment to it that I did to the other animals ..." Prussia confided. "I don't know but after a while I got used to the snake. That night I was tired and disgusted because I had worked harder perfecting my act than the lead ballerina in the Bolshoi ballet. I came into the trailer and boozed it up good. Naomi came in later all smiles. She had a box in her hand that was about twelve inches long and about five inches thick. It had a brown paper wrapper on it and Naomi was busy unwrapping it. I got the shock of my life when she lifted up a FAKE PENIS WITH STRAPS and showed it to me. The device was quite costly and equipped with a bulb underneath. It had something she called a 'clitoral stimulator' and as Naomi stripped, exposing her well-tanned flesh, I almost came then and there. She strapped on that fake penis and approached me, shoving me down hard on the mattress."
"You may enjoy this, baby ..." Naomi laughed. "Emil says you're not too fond of the snakes, baby. I'd keep my mouth shut about that ...! Emil has a big thing about his 'snakes'. He has some very special plans for you and he won't keep you if you don't make it with the snakes. I think he's got a obsession about seeing big serpents crawling around in a woman's HOT HOLE! Snakes always draw a crowd ... so honey, cool it, at least around Emil. You can make a good living here and you seem to fit in with all of us! I'd hate to have to break in another roommate!"
"By the time Naomi finished her speel I was rising up to meet her thrust for thrust ..." Prussia frowned. "I was digging my long nails into her shoulders and crying out. I always wear long fingernails. Sometimes when I dig them into the snakes' skin it makes him squirm more violently ...! That damned dildo must have had a damned good CLITORIAL STIMULATOR because it really turned me on. Before Naomi finished with me I'd had a wild series of LOUD AND VIOLENT MULTIPLE ORGASMS that left me weak and exhausted. A few more drinks and I fell asleep with Naomi gently sucking my tits."
"What was the sex show like?"
"It was a wild act that only a man with the wild cunning of Emil could devise. It started out with a couple of us girls stripping and dancing. Emil was gradually building me up into the 'star attraction' but there were other girls there who did their acts. A girl named "Mandy" had a pet ocelot and she put on a wild performance in front of the audience of allowing her cat 'Timothy' to cunnilingue her. Timothy was a real 'ham' and he captured the audience. Next I got on stage with this soft, silky Zebra named "Pajamas" and I had to arouse him by first petting him, then handling his big BLACK TOOL with my greasy fingers. When I got him hard I moved my BIG RED LIPS AROUND HIS HARD DRIPPING TOOL and I began sucking slowly ... drawing him deeper and deeper into my mouth."
"Go on ... "
"Emil announced the act and he blew up the fact that I had gotten into Pajamas pants mighty easily. The Zebra was really a nice tame fellow. He had been raised by one of the circus hands when it's mother died a few years back. He had been easy to train and much preferred the company of people to other animals. I enjoyed "Pajamas" more than most of the other animals. He got a good hard-on and he knew how to perform. I gave him the command to lay down and roll on his back and the fellow did ... thrusting all four legs wildly into the air. I straddled his tummy ... naked ... and with my HOT DRIPPING SLIT well-greased. I got hold of his BIG HARD BLACK JACK-HAMMER and I shoved it into my BIG WET BOX. I moved down on it, gyrating my hips, bouncing my boobs, and then I threw back my head and groaned as that BIG BLACK ZEBRA TOOL moved deeper and deeper into my flesh. I moved up and down on it and Pajamas was in ecstasy. I fingered my clit a little to get even more excited and I pumped up and down all the while watching Emil out of the corner of my eye. I could see that big shit-eating grin and I knew Emil was making a fortune off his 'sex-trained' harem of wild and wanton women who would do anything for the right price."
"Continue ... "
"The applause was overwhelming when Pajamas shot his load into me and all over my belly. I had HOT WHITE CUM dripping down my thighs, running out of my puss, and I rubbed it all over my twat. I took a bow and disappeared while Nikita came out and did an act with her sex-trained parrot. I went in the back and worked out with "Oliver" the big four-foot snake that Emil was so fond of. The snake was dark, almost black in color, and it had a head on it that looked like a penis. I took a few drinks and got ready for my next act. I was thankful that my next 'display' lasted only a little less than ten minutes ...! After Nikita came off the stage I appeared twirling "Oliver" wildly around my shoulder, letting him slither across my breasts, between my thighs, until I was slightly aroused. I stared into the dumb moronic sexually-obsessed faces of my audience and I felt a kind of superiority. I commonly noticed men and women openly masturbating. I was already well greased and more than ready to get the 'snake-act' over with. I allowed "Oliver" to move about and then I guided his lusty head into my BIG DRIPPING SLIT. Emil was moving his hand wildly behind the box he stood behind and I knew he was working himself off. The big shit had a SHORT, FAT TOOL that got as hard as a rock whenever he got excited. And if anything could make Emil blow his wad it was the sight of a pretty woman making out with a snake. I drove that damned serpent deep and I moved my hips wildly, tossing back my hair in wild abandon, as I had a mild orgasm in front of the audience. I hammed it up as the snake twisted inside me ... curling its tail in erotic gestures ... and then I pulled the DRIPPING WET SNAKE from my sex and took a quick bow. I took a good douche afterwards and cleaned myself up good and then I went back to catch the finale where the bearded lady�Fatima�wildly fellates this huge black Negro�Samson�who's been billed as the strong man. Samson had a tool on him eleven inches long and it was a sight to see all of that BIG BLACK HARD MEAT moving in and out of Fatima's bearded face. The old girl wrapped her beard around it and really hammed it up in front of the audience. Tiny Tom, our midget, came out and tried to jab his small JOINT into Samson's asshole and the curtain fell. Afterwards some of the girls took on clients from the audience who wanted more than a look-see. I was working out with a Dane one time and this big Brawny woman draped in furs offered me $50 for some fun. I thought she wanted to suck me�and honestly, she just wasn't my type�and I was about to turn her down when she raved about that DOG'S HOT RED DICK. I took her money and ordered my pet to take her on. He didn't give her much of a bang because he was tired from the show ... but the old woman seemed happy and she came back for more every night we put on a show. She even offered me a good price for "Damon" but sex-trained dogs who play the carnivals just aren't that easy to come by. I had to keep 'Damon' locked in the trailer with Naomi and I at night because I was afraid the horny old dame might try to steal him. You'll never believe the wild attraction a 'human-animal' sex show holds for some people."
"Do you enjoy carnival life?"
"Sure ... but do you know what my biggest 'kick' was ... ? ," Prussia frowned. "Well, Naomi had never had a man and she hated them even though she stripped and did a show every night in front of them. Naomi stayed with the show because she could fill in so many places. One night when she was drunk I let Damon perform cunnilingus on her and then I got her in the floor and let Damon mount her and Naomi almost died when she realized she had a REAL LIVE DOG'S TOOL shoved up her box. Because Naomi was so small they got HUNG and I thought she would go out of her mind. I stood there laughing and masturbating like crazy, holding Damon close to make sure he didn't pull or hurt her. Finally when Naomi got really upset and began crying I had to take ICE CUBES and put them on Damon's nuts to get his prong to go down. Naomi was mad enough to kill me and Damon both but when I began kissing her and making love to her she softened and whimpered and made me promise never to do her that way again."
"Do you work all year with the show?"
"No ... carnival work is seasonal ..." Prussia confided. "I have a friend, a Madam of a profitable prostitution house in Florida, who has specialty 'sex shows' for her more profitable customers. During the winter I board there and make my bread putting on wild shows with dogs, cats, and snakes. It isn't nearly as much fun as being on the road but it's a living and whores are just my kind of people. Yeah, now and then I get intimate with the girls, and I get my kicks. Any whore will tell you men are no fun. And most are very good actresses. I fell in love with a cute trick named Tracey at Juanita's and I'm trying to get Emil to give her a part in the show. Juanita, who runs the house, and has been a friend for years, will be furious if I steal one of her girls ... but, baby, I got it bad. Sure, I screw around with men and animals ... and it's a living ... but when it comes to real loving ... nothing takes the place of a warm pair of lips ... nice soft breasts ... and a warm pair of loving thighs ...!"
"You make a good living ... ?"
"You better believe it ... ! ," Prussia frowned. "If Emil can't make himself rich, and the girls he hires, he don't mess with them. For a dumb girl who fooled around with kid ponies in the back field I've come a long way, huh?"
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
The true "Sex Circus" has been with us for centuries and its popularity has not diminished. People with perverse sexual appetites will pay to witness such spectacles. That is why in many big cities in this country and abroad such 'sex shows' are sponsored, promoted and put on ... because it is so financially rewarding.
Juarez, Mexico is probably most famous for its lively circus's where every deviation and aberration may be witnessed for a price. In BESTIALITY Joseph R. Rosenberger observes ...
"There are at least one hundred and fifty houses of prostitution in Juarez, with girls of all ages, sizes and nationalities, where for $50�an American can see as many as twenty couples performing acts that would leave Havelock Ellis gaping in astonishment. These sex circuses take place twice a day, once in the late afternoon and once at night." (18)
One may wonder who is more perverse�the people who put on and perform such bestial exhibitions� or those who pay to witness women in sexual congress with a wide variety of animals. To the casual observer it may seem that sexual perversions have been popularized and commercialized to the point that such shows are common in almost every big city.
We may agree with Joseph R. Rosenberger who comments ...
"Of all the animals on this planet, none is so sexually deviated and/or perverted as Man. Forever he seeks new modes of expression for his libido ... forever indulging in forbidden pleasures. While reaching for the stars ... he insists on living in a pigpen." (18)
Many women are attracted to bestiality and become submerged in the wild world of perverse bestial passions. In this case Prussia sought out animal contacts. While living on the farm, alone, animals became her only playmates and the only form of sexual experimentation she could enjoy. At an early age she found that observers were willing to watch her perform in bestial spectacles. And willing to pay her for the privilege of being allowed to watch.
Prussia came in contact with a cunning and crafty man who ran a carnival and left home to participate in the debauched 'sex circuses' that are so popular with the high paying customers who will pay almost anything to witness wild bestial passions. Prussia suffers little guilt from her activities. She is a bold and brazen young woman who has left her past behind and who has made a new world for herself.
Joseph R. Rosenberger observes ...
" ... the use of animals in the truly perverted tableau known as the sex circus was common even before the egotistical pharoahs built their pyramids. Today, in every major city of the world (and this includes the United States) one can find such circuses, admission to which is always high." (18)
Well-known houses of ill-fame often put on such shows. Shrewd Madams know how to capture the wallets of their customers ... and putting on a 'sex circus' involving demonstrations of bestiality ... is always a popular way to solicit new revenue.
In a moment of candid honesty Prussia admits that she is first and foremost a bestialist, that she also suffers strong lesbian compulsions and admits that men are the least satisfying of all her sexual contacts. Prussia's future may indeed be quite different from her past.
CHAPTER THREE: Exotic Love
The sale and training of exotic pets is a multi-million dollar business across the entire country. Dealers who sell exotic pets are aware that there is a growing demand for exotic pets and often keep waiting lists of customers who want a specific type of animal. Lions, monkeys, gorillas, tigers, llamas and other rare species are often bought by people who know very little about such exotic animals. They are most often purchased as a status symbol and just as often do not find a permanent home with those who purchase them.
In THE NATIONAL OBSERVER magazine (Silver Springs, Md.) in the August 18, 1973 issue Deborah Robey observes ...
"Difficult as they are to handle and dangerous as they may be exotic pets are in high demand. Monkey imports for the pet trade, for example, total about 60,000 a year. Dealers sell ocelots, lions, skunks, coatis, raccoons, and a vast array of other wild animals. Many keep a waiting list and notify customers when a shipment of jungle animals has arrived."
The tragedy of the exotic import business is that most such unusual pets do not remain in their homes after they are purchased. Wild animals, even when purchased at a early age, are difficult to train, often carry disease, and may prove to be a difficult burden to those who originally purchase them. Many such pets are transferred from one home to another and many others are put to sleep because they are no longer wanted by their original owners.
Exotic animals are expensive pets. Expensive to buy and even more expensive to maintain. In THE NATIONAL OBSERVER magazine (August 18, 1973) issue Deborah Robey notes ...
"The difficulty of mating exotic animals in captivity keep the import business booming. Soifer tells of animal mothers being shot from trees or flushed into the open with fire so that their babies may be captured. Soifer estimates that only 5 of every 20 monkeys survive the journey from the jungle to the pet shop. Other sources say that for every eight foreign animals acquired, seven die."
Many exotic pet owners become dissatisfied with their pets and return them to pet shops, have them put to sleep, or otherwise dispose of them. The exotic pet industry is a booming business but many animals are abused and later disposed of heartlessly.
We must also note that many bestialists become specifically interested in exotic pets with the intent of training them to satisfy specific sexual purposes. Many such animals are easily trained and often perverted by the cunning owner who seeks bestial connection to satisfy his warped desires.
In THE BEAST SEEKERS author H. L. Bagley observes ...
"Apes and monkeys, even if not trained to do so, will seek sexual relationships with humans, as well as with animals like the skunk and reptiles ... In portions of the world where these animals are generally not available, it is said that the caged monkeys and apes make sexual advances to both men and women." (1)
It should not be too much of a surprise that some exotic pet dealers are avid bestialists themselves. Some have their own sex-trained zoo at home and indulge their most secret vices in the privacy of their own abode. Some exotic pet importers are bestialists or fur fetishists and satisfy their growing desire for bestial contact through their own business which may also prove quite profitable.
In this case history we are dealing with Tina Trent, a young, single and attractive exotic pet importer who runs her own profitable business and is also a confirmed bestialist. Tina is tall, attractive, buxom, with ample breasts and thighs and a sensual personality to match her equally exotic libido.
I obtained this interview through the help of a friend who had known of Tina's exotic desires for years. Tina was more than willing to comply by furnishing full details of her bestial desires. Tina admits she is a fur fetishist and a bestialist and believes that her desires are as normal, if not more so, than most expressed during heterosexual copulation.
"I've never felt any guilt about the way I am ..." Tina began, rubbing her long fingertips over the soft vicuna vest she wore. "I've always had this fascination for fur ... coupled with a love for animals. I remember my mother had several exotic fur coats and I formed strong sexual attachments to them as a child. I used to masturbate on her plush mink, achieve intimate delight fondling her alpaca cape and experience growing desires for more intimate bestial contact as I matured. The sight of dogs screwing in the back yard sent me into MASTURBATING FRENZIES that were equal to nothing I ever experienced before...!"
"You felt this way since childhood?"
"Yes ..." Tina continued, rubbing her fingers through her long locks of shiny auburn hair. "I was never allowed to play with other children as a child. My parents were fairly well-to-do and very particular about whom I associated with. I have a college degree and I'm qualified for any number of jobs ... but importing exotic pets seems to suit me best. I have a five hundred acre country estate, a huge thirty foot pool, and enough money to retire on. I have my own specially trained animals ... but I stay in business. I occasionally go abroad to countries where my special animals come from ... but I usually rely on hunters and special contacts to bring me the animals I need. I guess I've sold almost every pet imaginable ...!"
"Continue ... "
"My house is covered with skins and furs ... sold to me by friends and trappers ...! I have a huge Kodiak bear rug in front of my fireplace. Stuffed heads all over the thick walls of my home, an exotic pair of hand-carved ivory knives and forks worth a small fortune. I have bracelets and necklaces of teeth and claws of various species. Animals ... in any form ... hold a particular, and I might say, SENSUAL, attraction for me."
"Did you have sexual contact with an animal as a child?"
"Yes ... my father kept a large male Doberman on the premises. His name was Franz and he was a big immense dog ... black and tan ... and very vicious with strangers. Franz had a mate�Hilda� and she died right after she had a litter of pups. I remember the pups used to sleep in my bedroom in a box. On cold nights when they would cry I would take them all into my bed on a blanket and they would snuggle against me in the most intimate places. One of our servants bottle fed them during the day and at night they came to me for warmth and comfort."
"Go on ... "
"Well ... it all began when one of the pups fastened it's HOT LITTLE MOUTH AROUND ONE OF MY BREASTS ..." Tina chuckled. "I remember the sensations of that solitary pup sucking on my tit brought me the most exotic pleasure. I picked up one of the other pups and placed it on my HONEY-BROWN NIPPLE and the sensation of two of them sucking me simultaneously was enough to make me almost lose my mind. I moved my impatient finger between my thighs and began a furious masturbatory fantasy that left me weak and exhausted and VERY, VERY WET between my legs."
"Go on ... "
"Well ..." Tina chuckled, fingering the fur beaded bracelet on her fragile wrist, "it didn't take me long to figure out that they would SUCK OTHER THINGS. One of the other pups�there were six in all, four having died at birth�must have gotten the WARM MUSK ODOR from between my legs. Because that pup began licking and nibbling up my thighs, easing its way towards my hairy slit with curious interest. It began licking the moment it encountered my hairy nest ...! I should have mentioned that I developed early and had a full bush by the time I was almost twelve. The little pup suckled there ... and soon enough it got my RAW ACHING CLITORIS between its eager lips."
"OWWWW ... UMMMM ... that feels good ..." I moaned. "OHOOO ... suck a little harder, fellow ...! Ummmm ... the both of you feel so good ... so sexy ... sucking my breasts ...! And you ... you little furry thing ... you feel so good nursing between my legs ...! Ummmm ... you know how to get my HOT LITTLE CLIT in your mouth and make it come alive ...! I can feel it pulsating and throbbing between your lips ... swelling ... as you SUCK ... SUCK ... SUCK ...! Ummm ... oh, I can feel the HOT WET LIQUID flowing now ... ummm ... suck harder, um ... SUCK ME UNTIL I POP OFF, BABY!"
"Go on ... "
"I twisted and turned under that hot little tongue ..." Tina blushed. "I was frantic with desire. My head tossed from side to side and my hips moved wildly almost throwing the pup off balance. It clung to me with avid interest and sucked me to one orgasm ... and then another pup moved in to replace it ... and I must have gotten so tired from so MUCH WILD SUCKING that I finally fell asleep!"
"Go on ... "
"Well that little game lasted a month or more ... !," Tina blushed. "Every night and morning I permitted the pups to suck me. Only as they grew bigger and began to eat solid food certain changes took place. Very, very significant changes that made nursing almost impossible. They developed VERY SHARP NEEDLE-TEETH that jabbed into my breasts and my clitoris and made it too painful to leave them there long. So I began to teach one very smart pup to lick rather than bite my clit by putting warm milk in my pussy and allowing it to lick it out. I knew what a douche bag was for and so one day I put a rubber sheet on the bed and rammed the douche nozzle deep into my box and filled it with WARM MILK. The pup learned to lick after I scolded him for biting and again I was having warm orgasms though they weren't as satisfactory."
"Continue ... "
"Mother sold all the pups and that was the end of that ..." Tina blushed. "Then I got the idea that maybe Franz would be interested in licking me to a CLIMAX. So I brought Franz into the house when everyone was gone ... took him to my room ... and exposed my HAIRY SLIT to him. Franz sniffed but paid no real interest. Then I remembered the chopped liver dad kept in the refrigerator which was a special treat for Franz. I ran and got it and stuffed some of it into my GASH and sure enough Franz began licking like crazy. He had a big WARM RED TONGUE and it was very soothing. While he licked me I moved my foot against the hairy sheath that held his BIG CANINE TOOL and I began to masturbate that dog's organ with my foot! I got quite a surprise when Franz got a MAGNIFICENT HARD-ON that began to show from the tip of the sheath. The tip of his CANINE TOOL was big and red ... like lipstick just coming out of the tube ...! Franz kept licking and his FIERY CANINE ROD grew bigger and bigger until this big knot began to show towards the back. I was amazed because I had never seen a dog-knot before. I was so curious I had to masturbate the dog by hand and in a moment he was shooting off into my fingers ... a huge HOT LIQUID JET-STREAM that kept oozing and oozing until finally the dog's dick went soft ...!"
"What happened ... ?"
"After about a week of fooling around with Franz and exciting him I finally gave in and let him mount me. I remember bending over once and feeling his strong paws going about my waist ...! I was dressed but I knew what the dog wanted. I went to bed and had WILD EROTIC FANTASIES ABOUT HIM DRIVING HIS BIG IMPATIENT TOOL INTO MY RAW, ACHING SLIT ...! I had to masturbate like crazy and I was wanting Franz all of the time and so I finally did it."
"Did it feel good?"
"Thank god there was no one in the house when I first did it ..." Tina laughed. "I got Franz in the corner of the room so that his hind legs were braced against the wall and I let him mount. He knew right away what I wanted. He socked that BIG RED DRIPPING TOOL into my HOT WET SLIT in no time at all ... and then he began that furious pumping that nearly drove me out of my mind ...! I screamed and cried out as it moved into me and then I became really FRIGHTENED as he drove the BIG SWOLLEN KNOT into my gash too. It became larger and larger and finally it hurt and I couldn't move! I screamed and had a WILD SERIES OF MULTIPLE ORGASMS that left me panting harder than the dog. I cried and moaned loudly. I felt weak and submissive, the obedient tool of the dog's wild lust."
"OHOOOO ... LOVE ME, FRANZ ..." I gasped. "OH ... SHOVE YOUR BIG RED RAW DICK INTO MY TWAT AND MAKE ME COME ...! OHOOOO ... YOUR BIG HARD DOG-KNOT feels wonderful baby ... oh, squirting ... ummm ... MILES OP HOT JUICY COME!"
"Go on ... "
"You can't imagine how VERBALLY PROFANE I became. I was hurling out profanities a mile a minute ... begging that dog to screw me ... to screw me until I collapsed. You can't imagine how furious and lusty Franz was once he got inside ... he drove his BIG HARD RED TOOL in hot spasms that left me weak and helpless."
"OHOOOOOO ... SCREW ME, BOY ... SCREW ME, FRANZ..."
"Continue ... "
"I bled a little but it felt good. The BIG RED DOG'S DICK kept squirting and it must have taken him ten minutes or more to ejaculate completely. I literally fell to the floor when he slid off me and turned to lick his soar abused tool. I moved between Franz's legs and to my surprise took his HOT DRIPPING ROD into my mouth. I sucked it and caressed it with my tongue and Franz returned the favor by licking my breasts with his mouth."
"Go on ...! How long did you use the dog in this manner?"
"Until I was seventeen ..." Tina continued. "I used to play golf with father. I met this friend of dad's who hunted wild game in the Jungle and he was a fascinating chap who seemed to be able to look at me and tell what PERVERSE FORMS OF SEX I wanted. There was a sinister sense of perversion in his dark beady eyes. He kept talking about big game like lion and panther, about how friendly and loving monkeys could be and how he had a pet cheetah. I fell in love with Osmond then and there. We had a wild affair in his mountain cabin and we had the wildest LOVE-INS on his big bear rug as I lay naked in front of the roaring fireplace. He taught me the joys of anal intercourse and I met his cheetah who performed wild cunnilingus on me too. Osmond introduced me to some of his exotic friends who were also big game hunters and they were equally exciting. Dad was furious when I left with Osmond for three months on a wild jungle safari. You may not believe it but I was raped by a Hamadryas baboon who approached me one night after being turned loose by one of the men. I was the only girl in the entire camp ... and believe me I was very popular. Osmond kept a close watch on me ... but he never guessed that I would be unfaithful to him with a baboon who knew what I wanted and how to give it to me."
"Tell me about the incident ...!"
"I had my own tent ... believe it or not ...," Tina continued. "Osmond didn't want to cause gossip by sleeping with me. When we wanted sex together we went into the woods for a few hours and had our fun ... but we slept alone. I was undressing when the noise outside alerted me to the fact that I was not altogether by myself. I grabbed a small revolver which I use very well and I almost giggled when "Bongo" the monkey came in and approached me. He was quite a big chap with an ugly but lovable face and very hairy arms and body. He put his hairy arms about me and began kissing me and he pulled my bra off ...!"
"FRESH LITTLE BASTARD ...!," I groaned. "You don't know how to behave do you? Who let you out ...?"
"Go on ... "
"Bongo kept kissing on me and then he began reaching between his legs. I noticed that his BIG RED TOOL was unusually large and that the animal was very much aroused. I had just finished having my monthly and I guess I had a certain sexual odor. Whatever the cause that baboon kept fondling his BIG STIFF DICK and he moved towards me. I laughed and went to feel it and I was surprised when the ape pushed me against the cot and tried to get his BIG RAW DICK into me. I was anxious to cooperate. I hadn't had sex for about four days due to the monthly problem and I am always very horny when it's all over ...! So I allowed Bongo to shove me on the cot and to mount me. He slobbered on my BIG ACHING BOOBIES and moved his RED FIERY TOOL into me!"
"YOU WANT TO SCREW ME YOU BIG APE YOU ..." I gasped, with mild pleasure. "You're more horny than a man ...! If you think you can do anything with that BIG RED HUNK OF MEAT go ahead and try ...!"
"Continue ... "
"I submitted to Bongo's lust and he got his FIERY DRIPPING TOOL deep enough into me to make me like it. I noticed that Bongo's dick was not unusually large ... but it was big enough to bring me a peculiar kind of pleasure. Somehow when he shoved it in he would rub my CLITORIS and it would excite me. I moved my hands against the baboon's hairy hips and shoved him in deep and hard."
"OHOOOO ... SCREW ME, BONGO ...! LOVE ME YOU BIG HAIRY APE YOU ...!!!"
"Go on ... "
"Bongo began making passionate noises and I was afraid he might awake someone in the camp. I moved my hand to turn on the transistor radio at my side and turned it loud enough to cover our passionate noises. Bongo thrust deep and he moved in such a manner to excite me both CLITORALLY AND VAGINALLY. I clung to him, biting his hairy neck, shoving his hairy hips and I practically SWALLOWED HIS DRIPPING FAT TOOL INTO MY HOT, FIERY GASH ...! I cried and groaned and that baboon knew I was excited. When he finished with me I was panting and exhausted and very well content. Finally I became very ashamed of myself and shoved him out the door and took him to his cage which was mysteriously open."
"Did the incident happen again?"
"Several times ..." Tina recounted. "And strangely enough I'd sometimes hear sounds like someone deliberately lurking outside my tent. I'm sure one of the other men in the group did it on purpose. I never knew which one because all of them were very polite and respectful towards me. I was grateful nonetheless."
"It was Osmond who talked me into opening Exotic Pets, Inc. I live in a big city and he said he encountered enough small wild animals to put me in business. Like when they shot a female lion they often found the cubs motherless and homeless. Osmond noted that they brought a fancy price and he put me in touch with several animal friends of his who also ran such businesses. I was surprised that most of them sold all of their exotic stock and had a waiting list for more. Osmond lent me the money to open up the place and my dad was furious. He at least expected Osmond to marry me after dragging me to the jungle for three months and he was furious when no mention was made of a permanent relationship."
"Did you desire marriage?"
"Not really ..." Tina mused, rubbing her soft leather skirt. "We were happy enough without forming permanent ties. Free ... and wild ... like the animals if you know what I mean. I served relations with father for a good while and began to indulge my own whims. I had a big Dane who satisfied me sexually ...! I got a litter of baby lions and only two survived but I sold them for a high price. Pets like ocelots and cheetah's were always in demand ... with an occasional leopard or panther being requested. I loved to pet them and cuddle them and touch them. I always had them checked out and inoculated by a reputable vet before selling them. I thoroughly enjoyed my new job except for the fact that so many people became dissatisfied with their exotic friends shortly after they got them. I had people who had raised lions and leopards from cubs suddenly wanting rid of them once they got large enough to be a nuisance. I couldn't stand by and see them put to sleep so most often I took them to the five hundred acre estate where I live ...! It's a farm that was run by my father's father and which has remained in the family. It's been renovated and has a huge pool and every luxury you can imagine."
"Continue ... "
"Dad thought I was nuts for collecting exotic wild animals but I'm afraid he blamed Osmond more than he blamed me ...! He never guessed the sexual satisfaction I got from my job ...!"
"Go on ... "
"I sold monkeys ... spiders and chimpanzees ... by the hundreds during a good year. Some people wanted snakes ... skunks ... raccoons ... and a few even wanted llamas, giraffe's and elephants. I sold three elephants one year and when "Bimbo" got almost a year old his owner called me and told me she and her "screwy husband" were getting a divorce ... and that something would have to be done about Bimbo. I drove over and saw that their secluded ranch-type home was for sale and Bimbo had not been well cared for. I bought her back for next to nothing ... never really planning on selling her again ... and I hired a van to take her to my big country estate."
"Continue ... "
"Bimbo turned from a screaming protesting brat into a very loving pet once she was given the right attention. Elephants need special diets and lots of things ... and once she got them ... with lots of love she was the best animal on my place. I had a huge fence installed for her but generally she could be allowed to run loose with the other animals and unless one of them really hounded or heckled her she never gave much trouble. I was really shocked one day to see Bimbo wading in my big clean pool when I looked out the bedroom window. She had her trunk in the water and she was squirting all over the place like crazy ...! She wet her back, gave a wild cry and made me think of how beautiful such creatures can be lumbering through their natural habitat�the jungle. I felt a moment's remorse for selling such exotic pets�but then I was grateful chat I had the chance to get Bimbo back!"
"You say you have more than satisfactory contact with your pets. How on earth do you have sexual contact with an elephant ... particularly a female one?"
"Very simple ..." Tina frowned. "I always swim nude in the pool. I am a very honest person who feels no shame connected with my body ...! I love to soak up the hot sun as I swim NAKED! I am far enough off the highway and no one comes to visit me so I feel free about going naked in my own estate. I always have a robe or coat around in case someone comes around ... but I've never been bothered with visitors. I have an unlisted number at the estate so I'm not even bothered with any phone calls except those I wish to receive ...!"
"Tell me about sex with Bimbo ..."
"I got into the pool with her and dived underwater ..." Tina smiled. "I approached my big baby PACIDERM and I tossed water at her with my hands. She blew water all over me with her trunk and we had a wonderful game of watersports. I swam safely between her legs and she just waited for me to appear and hug her big rough old grey trunk. I had never thought of swimming naked in the pool with Bimbo but the idea presented all sorts of erotic connotations. For instance I inched her big thick trunk between my thighs and kind of rubbed on it. To my surprise it felt very good ...! Bimbo lifted me up out of the water a little ways and I was actually riding her trunk. I rubbed my FIERY HOT LITTLE SLIT on it and it excited me. I hugged it and rubbed my BIG ACHING BOOBIES against it and it brought me a thousand waves of exotic pleasure. I masturbated my clit at the same time and it made me very, very HOT ...!"
"Continue ... "
"Well ... I was FRIGGING myself with my finger and wanting something buried deep inside of me where it would do some good so I whistled for Lobo, the big grey timber wolf that Osmond had caught and tamed as a pup. Lobo was very friendly to me but very cautious and wary of strangers. He came running out of the barn and kneeled obediently between my legs. I moved my leg to his BIG HAIRY SHEATH and massaged his SLEEPING RED MEAT beneath the sheath. It began to grow and pretty soon the FIERY RED TOOL appeared and began to grow hard. Bimbo splattered water at us from the pool and almost discouraged poor Lobo from his desire. I scolded Bimbo and she sulked off into the shallow end of the pool. Lobo mounted me from behind as I knelled at the side of the pool. I gasped with pleasure when he drove his BIG RAW IMPATIENT DICK into me. I thrust back onto his FAT FIERY TOOL and begged him to screw me ...!"
"OHOOOOO ... LOVE ME ... LOBO ... SCREW ME HARD, BABY ...! RAM your hot FAT TOOL INTO MY HOT, HORNY ASS AND MAKE ME COME ...! UMMM ... YOUR RAW NAKED DICK MAKES ME FEEL SOOOO GOOOOD ...!!!"
"You copulated with a wolf?"
"Certainly ..." Tina frowned. "Lobo had been raised from a pup. He was very accommodating. It didn't take him long to shove his HUGE HARD DICK into me and when he went soft he jumped off for a few seconds. Long enough to lick his SOAR RAW TOOL. Then he jumped back on and mounted me again, driving his HARD RAGING SEX in deep and hard. I felt his BIG DRIPPING ROD burying itself deep within my flesh and I responded by moaning low and moving back onto him."
"Did you have an orgasm?"
"Listen ... BABY ... I can have an orgasm just thinking about having sex with an animal ... " Tina mused. "The real thing is so much better. Sex between most humans and animals is free of disease, cannot cause pregnancy and is much more raw and abandoned and free of guilt."
"You've rationalized this thing pretty well in your own mind, then, haven't you?"
"I haven't rationalized ..." Tina bristled. "I've justified ... explained ... and indulged. I am not saying this is a way of life that would suit everyone. I am saying it suits me and I do not mean to change. I am happy no matter what society says about my behavior. Anyone who has been to the jungle and seen the things I have will agree that most of our attitudes towards sex and our own pleasure are outmoded and just outright foolish. Some women won't even allow their husbands to kiss them between their legs ...! Posh ...I'll do anything as long as it makes me feel good. I enjoy Osmond when we see each other ... but I enjoy my HORNY PETS so much more."
"Do you have any animals on your place that you haven't seduced?"
"Hmmmm ... yes ... a very stubborn llama who has the run of the place ..." Tina frowned. "Bought by a college youth who wanted to ride it over the rough desert mountain trails for the summer. He received a very nice beast with long thick hair of a buff color. I don't know why he wanted a llama and I didn't ask. I just saw to it that he got one by the time he wanted it. He drove up in a pick-up truck loaded Gunner and seemed very happy. At the end of the summer he called me and told me I had a choice of either buying Gunner back or he was going to shoot him. I had to laugh when he told me he had never met such a stubborn animal. He recounted how Gunner had been made to pack over a hundred pounds of gear up the steep trails and how when he got tired he would lay down with his front legs tucked under him. The boy, named Wayne, told me he had beat Gunner ... prodded the animal ... only to be spat upon. Further aggravation had resulted in the beast vomiting it's foul-smelling saliva on the very angry youth."
"And you still have Gunner ...?"
"Certainly ... I'm just waiting for the right person to come along to buy Gunner. I called the zoo but they didn't want him and you've got to admit a full-grown llama is hard to unload. I've sold quite a few alpaca but then they are smaller and make better pets."
"And you've never made it with the llama ... ?"
"I've had no desire to ..." Tina frowned. "And I have no desire to seduce a porcupine either. I have a lovely black panther named Sabu that is very fond of me. Sabu was bought by a woman who had him four months and returned him. He was declawed and he has a very docile disposition for a male. He lumbers through the house and sleeps on the couch. He is ... ha ... SEX-TRAINED. I may lay on the thick bear rug naked and Sabu will get up off the couch and come to me. Sabu will smile at me, licking his pearly white teeth and then stretch out on the rug right at my head. He'll roll on his side and grab my hand and place it between his hind legs."
"Really ..."
"Yes ..." Tina explained, rubbing the ivory ring on her finger. "I move my fingers to his black sheath and I begin to massage THE BIG HOT FELINE TOOL momentarily captive in the sheath. I caress and tease with fingers and my hand until it begins to swell and the GORGEOUS THROBBING RED TIP begins to appear. I may move my mouth towards the tight firm testicles beneath Sabu's tail if I am in a particularly aggressive mood. I may suck them until Sabu is on his back pawing the air with ecstasy. Then I may move my eager mouth down his black sleek belly and push back the sheath exposing the RIPE THROBBING TOOL beneath, awaiting me. I move my tongue to the FIERY FELINE TIP and I begin ... sucking ... sucking ... sucking ...!"
"Continue ... "
"You don't know how it pleases me ..." Tina gasped, her eyes wide with excitement. "You can never know how exciting it is to be FELLATING A WILD JUNGLE BEAST and have it helpless at your feet, begging you for release. I continue moving my mouth and tongue over the HOT FELINE MEAT and it moves deeper and deeper down my throat. I continue ... SUCKING ... SUCKING ... SUCKING ...! Oh, I nearly lose my mind from the passion. I ease my fingers down between my thighs and I feel for it ... THE SOFT LIVELY LITTLE BUTTON THAT BRINGS ME SO MUCH PLEASURE ...! finger my clit until it stands out erect and throbs ... ALL RED AND SWOLLEN WITH DESIRE. Sometimes I may entice Sabu into licking me with his rough cat-tongue but mostly I suck him and masturbate like crazy ...! I can feel it DRIPPING DOWN MY FINGERS ... THE HOT PASSION-JUICE that tells me I'm fully responsive. I twist my thighs, buck my hips and grasp his HOT FELINE TOOL between eager teeth. I SUCK ... SUCK ... SUCK ... until I'm exhausted and can't move for perhaps ten minutes. We lay there together, Sabu and I, and we fondle and lick one another expressing the true affection that exists between us."
"Continue ..."
"Any other animals ...?"
"Monkeys make very good sexual contacts ..." Tina revealed. "They will seek sexual solace with human partners without being taught. I remember I sold this medium sized monkey to this rich lady who wanted a rare type monkey for a conversation piece. I thought the old dame was loaded enough to afford a really good specimen so I charged her $1,000 �which was an inflated price. I figured the animal would have a good home and she even bought a big wire cage from me. Everything went all right for about two months and then one afternoon I got a rush call from Mrs. Finnigan to come right over and get the 'filthy beast' out of her house."
"What happened?"
"Ha ... it seems Mrs. Finnigan had had a plush party that afternoon and had invited some very exclusive female guests. In a very distraught voice she told me one of the older widows had begun paying attention to Frazer when all of a sudden the monkey reached for her breasts ... and when she jumped back Frazer began wildly masturbating his tool in front of her ...! The large monkey had grabbed his RIPE RED DICK and had made the most indecent noises while jerking off his FIERY LITTLE STICK in front of all the guests. The woman was so embarrassed she left the party in tears."
"Did you take Frazer back?"
"Certainly ... sold him to a lady who was obviously looking for a sex-pet. I fooled around with Frazer a little ... allowed him to masturbate and SUCK ME ... and a few times he tried to stick it in and it was okay but he wasn't big enough to really please me. He was very good at SUCKING however and I'm sure his new owner is well-pleased. People just don't realize wild animals are difficult to civilize and that they should always be prepared for surprises. I tell people this when they inquire about an exotic pet but it doesn't do much good. Because usually by the time they see me they've got cash in hand and they THINK they know what they want. In many cases I get a call a month later to take the pet back. I never pay much to get them back. I usually advise they run an ad in the paper ... call a zoo ... and they're usually so disgusted with the animal that they practically give it to me. One woman gave me $75. to take back a filthy monkey I sold her. She was single and wanted the monkey for a child substitute ...! Her maternal instinct was very short lived ...!"
"I see. Then you don't recommend exotic pets for everyone ?"
"Certainly not ..." Tina warned. "In fact the only animals that get good homes are the ones who are purchased specifically for sexual purposes. Once sexual intimacy has been established the animal becomes very fond of its master and the master comes to depend upon the PET for sex ...! Unless they're really mismatched the bestialist usually keeps the pet and perhaps buys another who may be able to provide further satisfaction ...!"
"Continue ... "
"Well, lots of people purchase animals specifically for sex ... and others just want exotic pets as status symbols. Whatever they want in the way of an animal I can usually get for them, if you know what I mean."
"I notice you wear leather and fur a lot. Is this of any sexual significance for you?"
"Certainly ..." Tina smiled. "I told you how fond I was of certain furs and things. Leather and fur definitely turn me on ... provide me with hours of wild masturbating fantasies that send me into HOT SPASMS OF LIQUID DELIGHT ...!"
"I see ...! Are you at all homosexual?"
"Certainly not ..." Tina gasped. "The idea in itself makes me sick. Don't get me wrong ... I don't condemn the woman who wants to go to bed with her own kind for doing so. It's her nature. But for me it would be a terrible mistake. I need hot violent ANIMAL PASSION, not narcissistic self-love, which to me is what lesbianism is. Personally the idea makes me sick. But for others who feel the desire I agree they should be able to satisfy their whims as long as they do not harm others who do not understand or share their likings. But for me, no, it would be a mistake and I have no urge to even try ...!"
"You are satisfied with the way you are ...? You do not want to change, then?"
"Not at all ..." Tina laughed. "Let me say that I do go out with men now and then but it is not nearly as satisfactory as BESTIAL SEX. There is a certain lack of warm communication, of vital urgency with a man that comes on strong with a beast. So many men have trouble really releasing themselves ...! With an animal it is never frustrating unless you are mismatched. I even have a pet skunk who loves to CUNNILINGUE me for hours on end ...! I call him "Stripe" and he's a very loving affectionate pet. It isn't unusual for me to lay on the couch with Sabu at my head while I stroke his furry sheath and Stripe at my thighs licking away. I like to take a bath and feel very clean, perfume myself up good and have my way with the animals. Their hot tongues and their HOT TOOLS make me come alive ...! I can have one HOT VIOLENT ORGASM after the other for hours on end ...! When I'm done I can close my eyes and rest at least ... knowing that the next day will bring me wild satisfaction and a chance to enjoy myself. I wouldn't change for the world ...! I've discovered my instinctual animal past ... and I've learned to release my flesh in hot waves of beastly passion ...! Incidentally I believe in reincarnation and that we can subconsciously communicate with animals ... and even experience the glorious BEAST in our own nature ...! Now I must hurry and dress for an engagement. A friend who is going on a safari wants to discuss a few things with me ...! Hmmm ... it may even lead down to a sexual encounter ... which would be nice ... a kind of appetizer before I go home to my BABIES... !"
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
Tina is very obviously a fur fetishist and a bestialist who has found complete satisfaction in her sensual vice. Since she is so compulsively obsessed with BESTIAL CONTACT there is little chance that even extended psychotherapy could do her much good. In cases such as this, where the bestialist is in full possession of his senses and where the vice harms no one it is often best to leave the bestialist alone to find satisfaction since even psychoanalysis and other techniques would be of little use in cases such as this.
While bestialists have most often been thought of as morons and barnyard perverts it is surprising to note that the intelligence of most bestalists is unusually high. There are many good reasons why women choose certain animals as sexual partners. In A DOG IN MY BED Michele Michaels observes
"The average intelligence of the persons voluntarily involved in canine coitus is surprisingly high. The motivations which spur them on vary with the individual ... but it is safe to say that the majority stem from feelings of sexual insecurity and dissatisfaction. Genital comparison is drawn between man and dog, much to the occasional dismay of the human male ... One soon comes to realize that the genital similarity plus the natural wild animal instinct to force the mating act would make the trained dog a popular playmate for women." (16)
Not only does Tina satisfy her hot desires with dogs, but with other exotic pets as well. She runs a establishment that deals with the import and sale of such exotic beasts as panthers, baboons, monkeys and tigers.
Finding an explanation for Tina's behavior is not so easy. Perhaps the lure of BESTIALITY is best defined by Otto Guntzinger in his book titled THE ANIMAL CULT ...
"We should not be surprised at the fact that the human species feels the need for the hot and violent passion of animals. Civilization has robbed many of us of the ability to let ourselves go sexually, and therefore the primitive grandeur of the sexual act has been lost. But the animal kingdom has not been touched by civilization. They can still loose themselves in the glory of the body. Another thing we must remember is that mankind is only a few thousand years removed from the animal kingdom. Every sexual contact with an animal is more than the gratification of lust: it is a return to our origins and an opportunity to regain some of our lost qualities." (12)
Tina is a person who values her freedom and her right to pursue her own desires. She feels a close kinship with animals that she does not feel with humans ... even though she does indulge in sporadic incidents of heterosexual contact. A case such as Tina's would be most difficult to cure and it is doubtful that psychoanalysis would make much of a significant change in her lifestyle. Tina expresses no desire to change, is satisfied with her way of life and wishes only to relate her story to satisfy the author's curiosity.
Tina may well spend the rest of her life with her exotic pets and never feel the need for seeking psychiatric help. We cannot condemn ... but should try to understand the very real, urgent primitive instincts that run like tangled threads through the lives of many men and women who cannot help being other than what they are ...
CHAPTER FOUR: Puppy Love
Even people who are not exclusively bestialists may sometimes utilize animals as substitute sexual partners. Not everyone who has experienced BESTIAL SEX is a confirmed bestialist to the exclusion of every other mode of sexual expression. Some singles, swingers, and married couples include their personal pets in their active sex lives on occasion and feel no great guilt for indulging in occasional and sporadic acts of bestiality.
We must recognize then two different classes of people who resort to animal sex. The compulsive bestialist has repeated and exclusive contact with animals, to the exclusion of human sexual partners, while the animal experimenter has only occasional contact with animals in a sexual manner, and then almost always to augment, not replace, his regular sexual life.
Perhaps Peter Valentine in DIANA'S GUEST gives the clearest image of this type of person who is not totally dependent upon bestial contact for his sole pleasure but utilizes animals nonetheless.
"Those who indulge in regular canine sexual companionship feel no perversion connected with the act, but rather consider it scarcely more than a pleasant interlude, rated somewhere between a good television program and a heavy date. It is sometimes difficult to contest their theories. Their first line of defense seems a good one�it causes no physical damage to either man or dog. It is enthusiastically enjoyed by both, and it always occurs behind closed doors and in the privacy of one's home. Who, then, does it offend? The dog-lover uses the animal to augment his sex life, not to replace it, which takes him out of the realm of the bestialist. There is no apparent mental or physical damage, and it is an act entered into by adults in mutual agreement, so to speak. Certainly it is socially and morally outrageous, but it is also convenient, pleasant (if you believe the devotees,) readily available, and a low-budget form of entertainment. The dog has always shared man's life, so why shouldn't he share man's bedroom?" (23)
Those who occasionally utilize household pets to augment their sexual lives then cannot be classified as full-fledged bestialists. They may occasionally find an erotic fascination and a kind of primitive release by involving their pets, most often their dogs, in their intimate sex lives but they do not allow their pets to become the compulsive and exclusive object of their sexual desires.
Such people are guilty only of using bad judgment in their choice of sexual partners. Surprisingly such part-time bestialists feel little guilt in connection with their secret vice, as will be witnessed in the following testimony.
Pat and Jerry Cunningham are a young and attractive couple in their mid-twenties. Pat is tall, a former model with long flowing locks of soft brown hair, sprinkled with flecks of golden curls which surround her highly sensual face. Pat has full petulant lips, a wide sensual smile, small even white teeth, and sensual hips that convey a strong sense of sexuality when she walks. Pat has pale skin, blue eyes and a strangely erotic sense of humor which she shares with her husband Jerry.
Jerry is tall, athletic, quite virile looking, and boasts of a college education and numerous degrees. Jerry is a pharmacist with a good income, a nice home, a very attractive wife, and a fun-loving pair of Irish Setters who seem to be more than just casual family pets. Jerry and Pat consulted me because of occasional spats they had had concerning their use of their dogs as occasional sex-pets. Jerry seemed much more interested in indulging in animal contacts than did his wife, Pat. Both, however, admitted that an occasional canine sexual experience proved most exciting and both were reluctant to give up their special vice.
"It's kind of been the same argument since we got married," Pat confessed. "Jerry and I have a rather unusual sex life, if you must know. Jerry's dogs are very much a part of our lives ... sexually, that is. I enjoy the occasional contact I have with Red, our huge male Irish Setter. Jerry just loves to get involved with Brandy ...! Brandy is such a loving bitch ... so full of life and personality. When I first met Jerry Red was his dog. A big aggressive, surly male Irish Setter who didn't exactly care for me at first. I met Jerry in Golden Gate Park at a music festival. I must admit it was Red who first attracted me. He had such a long coat, such a broad face, and such sweet dark eyes. I had been eating a sandwich and somehow Red got loose from his master long enough to share it with me. Jerry was furious and started to scold Red but I made him stop. At first the dog was friendly with me. Jerry and I talked and he asked me if I'd like to walk through the park."
"Continue ..."
"Well, he asked me out for a date and we drove along the beach and later went to dinner. Naturally, Red went with us. The dog didn't seem as friendly and ignored my attempts to get chummy. Jerry laughed and said Red was a 'one man dog'. Well, I didn't mind the dog going on our dates at first ...! I figured maybe Jerry didn't want to leave him at home or something. But when our relationship became more intimate it became obvious that Red and I resented each other ... ! Jerry laughed and said he didn't know which was worse�a jealous woman or a jealous dog ...!"
"Go on ... "
"I was more than surprised when Jerry asked me to marry him. We wanted to go on a honeymoon but Jerry just couldn't stand the thoughts of putting Red at the vets or at a kennel. Red had been confined as a pup and had almost died grieving over his master. If you can imagine a honeymoon with a big, frolicking over-sized Irish Setter along we had it ...! I recall a time or two when Jerry and I were MAKING OUT HEAVY I felt that cold wet nose pressed against my thighs ...!"
"Get out of here, Red ... !," I screamed. "OH ... GET YOUR COLD WET NOSE OUT OF MY ASS ...!"
"The dog has good taste, sugar ..." Jerry laughed. "If I'm not horny enough maybe he can fill in ...!"
"You must be out of your head ..." I gasped. "Dog's don't screw people!"
"The hell they don't ... !," Jerry grinned, thrusting harder, "I bet old Red here has more in the dick department than I do ...!"
"OHOOO ... don't be silly, darling ..." I gasped. "OHOOO ... SHOVE YOUR BIG WET ROD INTO ME ...! SCREW ME WITH YOUR THROBBING WET TOOL ...!!!"
"Go on ..."
"I had a wild orgasm and Jerry rolled off me. He had a few drinks before we had stripped off and he was feeling no pain. I was shocked when my husband got out of bed naked, with his soft dick dangling between his thighs. I watched him move towards Red who was laying in the floor giving me an arrogant smile as his master approached. Jerry bent down and moved his big curious fingers right towards the DOG'S HEAVY DICK! I gasped as Jerry pushed back the hairy sheath and exposed the BIG RED NAKED TOOL!"
"Take a good look at Red's sex, sugar ..." Jerry grinned. "If you like you can come over and take a FEEL ...!"
"Jerry you're drunk ..." I gasped. "Leave that poor dumb dog alone!"
"Dumb like a fox ...! That hound's got bigger BALLS than I do ...!"
"I don't give a damned ...! You're disgusting ...!"
"Old Red never has any fun ..." Jerry grinned "Why I bet he's so horny he'd SCREW ME ...!"
"Well, I turned over to go to sleep leaving my husband in the floor to play with the dog. I thought Jerry would get tired and go to sleep. I got the shock of my life about fifteen minutes later when I heard this wild groaning going on. The moon was full and the room was well-lit so I could see very well. I saw the lunging body of that massive Irish Setter mounted atop my husband from the back. I saw Jerry down on all fours groaning and coaxing as Red shot his THICK FIERY TOOL into my husband's asshole! I could hardly believe the act I was witnessing ...! My husband was crying out with passion at that LUNGING CANINE TOOL THRUST IN AND OUT OF HIS FIERY ASSHOLE ...!"
"OHOOOO ... SCREW ME, RED, BABY ...! SCREW ME HARD ...!!!!"
"If I had known how to drive I would have gotten up then and there and left my husband involved in the beastly act of animal passion. I thought for a moment I would get a divorce. Afterwards Jerry staggered to bed and he touched me and kissed me. I fought him for a moment and then I gave in. I was shocked to feel the warm WET NOSE of the huge Irish Setter sniffing my ass."
"Let him smell you, honey ..." Jerry laughed. "Smelling can't hurt ...! I think he's trying to make friends with you ...!"
"I lay there and Red began licking my buttocks and between my thighs as I moved against my husband. I thought for sure he meant to get in bed with me and I was frightened. I responded, however, to the warm tongue moving over my flesh."
"He's an arousing LICKER ..." I sniffed, feeling comfortable in Jerry's arms. "If I'd give him half a chance he'd probably LICK PUSSY better than you do ...!"
"Why don't you roll over and see ..."
"I was strangely tempted ... !," Pat admitted. "The sight of seeing my husband erotically involved with the dog had made me passionate. I rolled over and spread my thighs while Jerry sucked on my tits. Red jumped up into the bed and lay submissively between my legs. His BIG RED TONGUE moved towards me and began licking up the inside of my thighs. I moaned softly and allowed the dog to move closer. You can't imagine how good it felt to have that big masculine canine performing cunnilingus on me. I spread my pubic lips wide apart and allowed the animal to move in closer."
"OHOOOO ... JERRY ... IT FEELS SOOOOO GOOOOOOD ...! OHOOO�SOOOO GOOOOOOD!"
"Relax and enjoy it ...! My tongue won't stay stiff that long, baby ...!"
"Surprise of surprises�that dog licked me to one orgasm after the other. I accidentally moved my naked foot between Red's hind legs and I felt his MASSIVE CANINE TOOL touch me. His THROBBING RED MEAT was rigid, aroused, and very vulnerable. I lightly teased my foot over the DOG TOOL and fantasized about having it shoved deep within my womb. I was waiting for Jerry to suggest I SCREW THE DOG but minutes later my husband fell asleep and began to snore."
"You are a very talented fellow ..." I whispered. "OH ... Red ... you don't know how downright delicious it feels to have you licking me like that ...! Your BIG RED WET TONGUE LAPPING MY NAKED SEX MAKES ME SO HOT ...!"
"Go on ..."
"I stared into the soft canine eyes and I realized nothing could match a dog's devotion for its owner. And at last, I realized, Red had come to accept me as part of his family. Maybe he never would love me the way he did Jerry but he was giving a damned good demonstration of his feelings for me. And believe me that dog's ROCK HARD PASSION TOUCHING MY FOOT gave me certain erotic thoughts that just wouldn't leave me alone."
"Do you want to screw me, Red ... ?," I whispered, slipping out from under the covers. "Do you want to make love to me the way you did to Jerry ?"
"Continue ..."
"When I got down on the floor Red was all over me. I thought for sure he would shove his FIERY RED DICK into my asshole like he had done to Jerry but I was pleasantly surprised when that HARD CANINE TOOL moved into my pussy from behind. I shoved back to meet it as those sharp claws moved about my waist and gripped hard. Red moved in closer and once he got a good grip he began pumping and shoving for all he was worth."
"OHOOOO ... SCREW ME ... LOVE ME, BABY ..." I cried. "OHOOOO, LOVE ME HARD ... UMMMM ... UMMMM ... BABY ... !!!"
"Did you enjoy it?"
"That's not the word to describe the WILD, PASSIONATE ECSTASY I felt ..." Pat began. "I had never experienced anything like it before. No man ever moved as fast as that SEXUALLY AROUSED DOG. No man ever moved with such force, such passion, such wild sensuality. No man ever pleased me as much and the best part of all was there was no danger of pregnancy even though that dog's NAKED DICK SHOT DEEP INTO MY HOT WET SLIT ...!!!"
"Go on ..."
"I was shocked that Jerry didn't awaken during the wild abandoned act of CANINE LOVE! I moaned and groaned and pleaded with that dog to love me and then I almost collapsed on the thick carpet when Red finally withdrew. My hips were soar where Red had gripped me and I thought it was all over with. But I was mistaken. Gently I felt that WARM WET DOG TONGUE licking between my buttocks and I felt it probe deep inside, licking the outer surface of my pussy. I felt that tongue probe against the slit, licking, soothing, arousing, with more tenderness than my own husband could muster."
"Gawd ... Red ... STOP IT ... !," I shrieked, crawling desperately to the bed before he reduced me to submissive consent again.
"What happened next?"
"I felt somewhat guilty as I crawled under the covers. Red lay at my side and put his cold wet nose against my naked leg. I could tell he wanted in bed with me but I gave him orders to remain on the floor. In the morning Jerry had a hangover and I had an overwhelming sense of guilt. I felt a revulsion as I stared at Red and remembered how his FIERY CANINE ROD had lunged in and out of my most vulnerable sex."
"Want to SCREW, honey ...?"
"Not this morning ..." I pleaded. "I don't think I can take anymore!"
"Listen, baby, about last night ..." Jerry apologized. "I'm sorry about ... er ... the dog ...!"
"Let's not talk about it ... I," I suggested.
"Continue ... "
"Every time Red came near me and looked up at me with those soft brown eyes ... and licked that pink tongue across his teeth I thought I would go limp and beg him to MAKE LOVE TO ME. Finally, I came out and asked Jerry if we couldn't get Red a girlfriend�a female of his own kind so he would have some fun. Jerry thought it would be nice and so we both looked in the papers. We found a year and a half female for sale, a registered Irish Setter at a reasonable price and we bought her for $50. Red was overjoyed when we brought Brandy home. He jumped on her and tried to SCREW HER and he must have scared her because Brandy ran under the bed and hid for almost two hours before she would come out around Red. Finally, after two days, they made up and became the best of friends. Red forgot about us and I felt a sense of relief. The thoughts of relying on an animal for sex upset me fiercely. Every time Red would expose his BIG RED LUSTY TOOL I would feel that familiar genital itch ...!"
"How did Jerry like Brandy?"
"OH ... he loved her ..." Pat laughed. "And he taught her nasty tricks. My husband is a very sensual, sometimes disgusting guy, who does dirty things all the time ... things that may be cute in their own way ... but left me wondering if Jerry were quite sane. One time when we were sitting in our living room nude in front of the open fireplace Jerry put his martini down on the floor and allowed Brandy to taste it. Brandy slurped her HOT RED TONGUE into the glass and seemed to like the taste of whiskey. Then Jerry shoved his THICK ROD down into the glass and got it dripping wet with whiskey. To my utter amazement Brandy wrapped her HOT RED TONGUE around the throbbing tool and began licking it like a kid licking a lollipop ...!"
"That's a good girl, baby ..." Jerry grinned. "You've got a better tongue than my wife over there ...!"
"Don't fret, darling ..." I replied. "Red's got a BETTER TOOL than yours!"
"How the hell would you know ...?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out ...!"
"Continue ..."
"Well�it ended up in an argument and then we both let the dogs lick us and stimulate us. I had had a few drinks and under the influence of alcohol I didn't really mind Red shoving his HOT WET TONGUE up my ass. And when Jerry urged me to dog-screw I proved to him that I could do just that! My husband nearly dropped his dentures as he watched me down on the floor on ALL FOURS as Red shoved his FIERY THROBBING DICK in and out of my vulnerable sex."
"Continue ..."
"Brandy stood lapping whiskey from JERRY'S DICK. She looked at me and Red like we had taken leave of our senses. Although Brandy had been in season once she had never had any puppies ...!"
"You'll get it soon enough, old girl ..." Jerry grinned. "Let mama have some fun for a change. I think she's tired of my WORN OUT ROD tonight!"
"I threw back my head and screamed as Red pumped me to one orgasm after the other ..." Pat confessed. "My husband approached me and jumped me dog-fashioned shoving his THROBBING RED MEAT into my vagina from behind. Jerry manipulated my breasts as he moved deep inside and he tried to imitate the frantic screwing motions that Red had made ... but no man can match the hunching motions of a SEXUALLY AROUSED DOG ...!"
"DOG-CRAZY BITCH ... !," Jerry laughed. "Wait until Brandy comes in season�I'll have her ass too ...!"
"Right at that moment I didn't feel any guilt about what my husband and I were doing ..." Pat muttered. "It only struck me later when my passions had cooled and when I felt remorse. Jerry could have felt less concerned about murder ... he had absolutely no sense of shame about anything he did with me or the animals. I remember one night when I was sick at that time of the month my husband introduced me to anal sex. Later I let Red take me that way and it was most gratifying ...!"
"Continue ... "
"Well, when Brandy came in season it was a real free-for-all around the house. At first Brandy wouldn't let Red touch her although she had started bleeding and was very swollen. My husband tried to hold her while Red mounted but Brandy would always sit down. Jerry got pretty damned disgusted. He was in his shorts and he stripped naked. He took some Vaseline and greased his own BIG IMPATIENT TOOL and he got down on the floor with the trusting female bitch. Brandy didn't mind Jerry around her vagina and she didn't sit down when Jerry moved in behind her, grabbed her under her groin, and shoved his BIG POUNDING TOOL towards her SWOLLEN RED SLIT."
"Maybe she needs broke in slowly and easily ..." Jerry laughed. "Don't mind, darling, but this is too damned tempting to resist ...!"
"Red ... you'll have to play second-fiddle to that horny husband of mine ...! Maybe he can convince Brandy she doesn't know what she's missing ...!"
"Go on ..."
"I watched as the dog began to jump slightly as Jerry poked his BIG THROBBING TOOL against Brandy's slit. Jerry held her tightly, grunted, and shoved again. I was shocked to see that the head of his penis had slipped inside the swollen vagina and that the dog was indeed standing still with her head tilted to one side and a curious gleam in her eyes."
"She thinks you're crazy, darling ... !," I laughed. "Something I've known ever since we've been married ...!"
"You're crazy enough about Red's BIG HOT DICK ... !," Jerry frowned, pumping harder. "Why don't you get down on floor and give the poor fellow some relief. He's been trying to screw Brandy all day and he's bound to be hurting something awful. You don't know how it hurts a man to be put off like that. Come on, honey, be a sport while I break her in for him!"
"I had to lead Red into the other room because he went crazy when he saw my husband lunging in and out of the bitches vagina ... !," Pat muttered. "I played with Red's tool and within seconds it was up and erect."
"WANT TO SHOVE THAT BIG RAW RED ROD INTO MY BIG WET SLIT, BABY ... "I whispered, moving my fingers back and forth over the hairy sheath. "You might as well take me, Red, baby�because Jerry has your mate busy for a while. Come on, sugar, love mummy ...!"
"Red got the idea in an instant ..." Pat muttered. "He was on top of me and plunging that FIERY RED DICK in and out of my slit. I never saw Red more eager to make love to me. He shoved deep and hard and I was a bit disappointed because he didn't last as long as usual ....'"
"What happened next?"
"I heard Brandy howl in the other room and I heard Jerry swear loudly. I could tell from my husband's wild groans that he was in the middle of his ejaculation and that he wasn't about to let the bitch pull out from under him. Red paused and continued pumping until he had me almost helpless with desire. I was about to reach my climax when he came and shot his load into me. I felt the HOT JET STREAM OF LIQUID LUST flowing into my raw tender sex. I rolled over, laying on the floor, and begged Red to lick me to completion ...!"
"SUCK ME, RED, BABY ..." I gasped. "OHOOO ... SUCK ME RED ...!"
"What happened?"
"That dog moved its SMOOTH, HOT TONGUE over my fevered sex. He licked me and had me twisting and turning with RAW NAKED PASSION beneath his passioned lips. He drove his tongue deep into my slit and had me crying out with helpless desire. I clung to his ears, made him lick harder and gasped as I had an overwhelming series of CLIMAXES."
"OHOOOO ... RED ... HOT DAMNED ... YOU KNOW HOW TO LOVE MUMMY ...! YOU KNOW HOW TO TONGUE-FRIG FOR SURE ...!"
"What happened next?"
"My husband came in to get Brandy and Red together. He had Brandy on a leash and the dog had a peculiar gleam in her eye ... like a woman after she had been well-loved. I held Brandy and Jerry masturbated Red to another erection. Red got the idea and began by patiently licking Brandy's hot smelly slit. Brandy thrust her swollen vagina back against Red's nose and more or less ran it up and down his face. Red slobbered and the BIG HARD THING between his legs kept growing more and more impatient. Finally Red moved forward to mount and surprisingly Brandy stood still."
"SCREW HER, BOY ...! MAKE HER FEEL THE BRUNT OF YOUR FLAMING HOT PASSION ...!"
"By the time Red had pumped and gotten it inside Brandy Jerry had his own FIERY HOT TOOL in his hand and he was going crazy jerking it back and forth. I moved forward to accommodate him and allowed my husband to shove his FLAMING HOT PENIS into my mouth. I caressed the testicles with bold fingers and gasped as my husband drove in deep and hard. Brandy moaned as Red moved deep into her, suddenly pumping like crazy, and when that BIG DOG-KNOT began to swell Brandy began to howl. I sucked my husband off quickly, figuring he'd be needed once the knot became completely swollen. I was right. Brandy cried, tried to break loose and both Jerry and I had to hold her while they became tied. I was shocked and surprised to note that the knot remained expanded for a full fifteen minutes. Brandy groaned and cried the whole time but when it finally came loose she moaned softly and turned to lick the MOLTEN HOT LIQUID LUST oozing out her well-loved vagina ...! Red licked his soft canine tool and they both lay contentedly on the floor."
"I hope Red gets her pregnant ..." Jerry grinned. "I'd love to see eight or ten beautiful red pups around ... ! A couple of good ties like that and I bet she's as pregnant as a possum ... !"
"You better stay out of her ass or she'll be having your babies ..." I grinned.
"No danger ..." Jerry laughed. "Dogs and people can't impregnate each other ... !"
"How the hell do you know?"
"It's a tested fact ..." Jerry laughed. "During the wars the crazy Nazi's tried hundreds of experiments with women and horses, dogs, baboons ... and they never achieved one animal-human pregnancy ... ! You'd be cute having a litter of Red's pups ... ! I never thought you'd turn on that well to Red's DOG TOOL ...! Would you let me take some moving pictures of you, honey ... just so we could watch ourselves in action?"
"Go on ... "
"My husband is pretty good with movie cameras and equipment ..." Pat frowned. "The thoughts of him photographing me in erotic contact with the dog made me a little frightened at first. But then Jerry said I could also photograph him having erotic contact with Brandy. I quickly agreed because I wanted to see what it looked like on film. We allowed the dogs to rest for maybe two hours while my husband planned everything. He wrote down a small script which he asked me to follow and I must admit the idea excited me quite passionately to the point where I was masturbating myself as I fixed some mixed drinks. Jerry was working with his camera and getting things ready. He finally decided I would start out seducing Red and indulging in oralism ... before we got down to the heavy genital sex. Jerry wanted some shots of me fellating Red ... taking his BIG HOT DOG TOOL into my mouth and sucking it and I didn't know if I could come through with that much action! I've never minded sucking my husband but a DOG is something else. Jerry' promised me $50 extra if I sucked Red's BIG CANINE TOOL in front of the camera and I agreed as long as it didn't make me sick ... !"
"Go on ... "
"I started out laying naked in a sheer robe on the couch. I had a drink in my hand and I caressed my flesh for a few moments, allowing my fingers to linger between my thick thighs. I shoved a finger into my BIG IMPATIENT SLIT and took a drink. A few minutes later Jerry let Red out of the kitchen and that big HORNY SETTER lumbered towards me, his red tongue lolling to one side, his big eyes wide and eager ... !"
"Come here, Red, baby ..." I whispered. "Come and love mommy!"
"Go on ... "
"Red lumbered towards me. He sat obediently between my thighs staring up into my wide, eager eyes ... ! I spread my pubic lips and moved towards the dog."
"LICK MOMMY�RED ... !," I whispered. "Be a good boy and make love to me ...!"
"Red turned his head at a perfect angle for the camera. He shoved out his tongue and lapped it towards my HOT EAGER SLIT. The tip of his tongue SLID LIGHTLY ACROSS MY SWOLLEN CLITORIS!"
"Ohoooo ... love me ... Red ..." I groaned. "OH ... LOVE ME, BOY ... !"
"Go on ... "
"Red moved in closer as I spread my thighs more. His big red tongue lapped deliciously inside my thighs. He covered my whole pubic area with his hot red mouth and he licked ever so gently until he had me actually twisting and turning on the couch ... ! My head began to move from side to side ... my tummy began to quiver ... and Red's BIG RED TONGUE became even more eager as I approached my orgasm ... !"
"OHOOOO ... RED, BABY ..." I gasped. "OHOOO ... SUCK ME ... SUCK ME ... !!!"
"Take your foot and TEASE HIS DICK ... !," Jerry coaxed, moving in with the camera to get a shot of my HOT WET JUICES. "Get him up ... and then GO DOWN on him ... !"
"Give me time to get my breath ..." I gasped. "I moved my foot against Red's sheathed dog tool. I moved my naked toes up and down, nudging right at his rod, and in a few seconds a slight knot began to appear. I slid off the couch onto the floor and Red stood standing at a beautiful angle with the big bulge showing between his legs."
"PUT YOUR BIG RAW HOT TOOL IN MOMMY'S MOUTH, BABY ..." I groaned. "Let me cradle your BIG WET TOOL inside my jaws and bathe it with my tongue!"
"Go on ... "
"I thought Jerry would flip his lid as he zeroed in with the camera to get a shot of me going down on the dog. I slid back the hairy sheath and masturbated Red to a violent erection. I moved my mouth beneath his hairy thighs and embraced his BIG HUNGRY TOOL with my mouth, lips and tongue. I lolled my tongue against the tip and sucked, sucked, sucked, until I thought there wasn't another inch of dog tool left. Red began to grow hard in my mouth and that knot began to swell even larger. It became the size of a golf ball and it was between my jaws. Jerry had me slide the knot out so the camera could pick it up ... focusing on the size, shape and texture of the big dog knot. I moved my lips back down over it and drew it deep into my jaws ... ! I tasted the secretions ... the hot bitter taste of the dog's glans ...!"
"Ummmm ... you taste so good ...!," I muttered. "Red began hunching in and out of my mouth ... pounding his big HOT CANINE TOOL deep down my throat."
"Continue ... "
"When he began to ejaculate I got the shock of my life. He would squirt his HOT CANINE COME in a moment and I thought he would be finished and another jet-spray of hot LIQUID LOVE would shoot down my throat. I moved my lips away and Jerry got a shot of the dog's big RED TOOL dripping HOT LIQUID LUST. Red began licking his tool and I finished my drink, openly masturbating in front of the camera."
"Go on ... "
"The next shot was to involve me and Red in CANINE COITUS. It was quite easy to arrange ... ! I masturbated the big dog to another erection, got down on all fours and Red climbed on, clamped his paws around my waist, and shot his juice into
"Did you have an orgasm?"
"Sure I did ... ! Next I got to take control of the camera while Jerry made love to Brandy. He held the dog still, poked his finger in and out of her HOT SWOLLEN SEX AND I MOVED IN WITH THE CAMERA TO PHOTOGRAPH HER BIG SWOLLEN TWAT ... ! Jerry greased down his erect member and drove it into the willing dog's vagina ... ! He stroked a few times and then shot out his HOT LIQUID LUST ... ! Jerry pulled out and I got a good shot of his BIG RAW DICK dripping ... dripping ... ! Brandy gave me a beautiful shot when she turned to lick the drooling HUMAN TOOL with her gentle, soothing tongue ... !"
"You kept these movies for your own use?"
"Certainly ..." Pat grinned. "I would never allow them to be shown to anyone. They were kept under lock and key at all times. We bred Brandy and Red a few more times and then she went out of heat. My husband was unable to use her for sex purposes when she was out of season ... since she only became swollen enough during her heat to take on any sexual organ. Jerry loved to watch the movies some nights when we lay naked on the carpet in front of the big roaring fireplace!"
"Go on ... "
"I copulated with Red at various times and it was satisfying for me ... though I would never prefer a dog to my husband. Still it was an interesting diversion and sometimes when Jerry was very drunk he would allow Red to sodomize him from the rear. Brandy indulged in a lot of licking and she was very fond of Jerry ... especially when he smeared any meaty substance on his tool. I was beginning to think we were pretty sick by the time the pups arrived."
"What do you mean?"
"Well ... one night the pups were born and we kept Brandy in a box upstairs where she wouldn't get cold. It was during the winter and it was very chilly in the basement. During the night the heat went off and Jerry got worried about Brandy's seven pups ... ! They were only about a week old. I was shocked and surprised when Jerry put them under the covers right against my tummy where they could get warm. I had on a thin gown and it was open at the front ... as a result of our love-making only hours before. The pups began to snuggle for warmth ... and they began to suck ... and I got the shock of my life when Jerry put one of the pups right on my BREAST ... !"
"You can play nurse-maid to Brandy's litter ..." Jerry laughed, amused by the entire situation. "Maybe if they suck long enough ... and hard enough you'll have milk ... !"
"I was angry at first ..." Pat admitted. "But when they began snuggling and sucking for real it began to feel darned good. I allowed my breast to hang free and the pups nursed. Jerry tried to get one of them to suck his IMPATIENT TOOL but the pup's mouth wasn't big enough ...! I realized right then and there that we would also augment our sex life by using the pups for sexual purposes until they were old enough to sell."
"Did you ... ?"
"Jerry seemed to go crazy over the pups ..." Pat confessed. "He was always taking one into the living room and stretching out in his favorite chair and unzipping himself. The poor dumb pup didn't know any better than to SUCK and when it finally got some liquid it seemed well-pleased. I allowed the pups to nurse me now and then more to please Jerry who got a real big kick out of it than to satisfy myself. I was growing tired of so much dog-sex. Jerry kept talking about how wonderful it had been to screw Brandy when she was in season and it made me a bit jealous. I loved Red but the dog was getting obscene ... trying to grab me and lick me whenever I got near."
"I see ... "
"I watched my husband allow the pups to fellate him until they were almost ten weeks old. Then their teeth got so sharp that it became painful to let them nurse. Finally Jerry agreed it was time to sell the pups. He had good luck and we made a nice profit off of them. I was trying to talk Jerry into selling Brandy and just keeping Red when he comes out and tells me he's going to keep her and also buy another female so we can enjoy dog sex and the puppies more often."
"This disturbs you?"
"I don't mind it as an occasional thing ..." Pat admitted, running nervous fingers through her sensual hair. "But it's become a major part of our sex life ... this dependency upon dogs and puppies for sexual stimulation. I wish now I'd never agreed to do some of the things my husband asked ... because he's after me constantly ... ! I think we should forget the dogs for a while and get back to loving each other ... ! Fun is fun ... and I don't mind a little ... but my husband is slowly becoming obsessed with the desire to watch me participate with dogs. I think his preoccupation with dog-sex may interfere with our marriage."
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
It was Pat who sought help with a problem involving the use of trained dogs for sexual partners in an attempt to save her marriage. Pat confided she loved her husband but felt that he had an infantile fixation concerning the use of dogs as sexual partners. Pat confided that what had begun as a hobby was slowly turning into a nightmare.
Dogs have been used sexually by men and women both. Dogs have been trained to fellate men and to cunnilingue women to the point of orgasm, and many male dogs have been used by both sexes alike.
In THE BEAST SEEKERS author H. L. Bagley observes ...
"While the man from the city is usually not inclined to have sexual relations with his dog, this kind of sexual encounter does occur. Some men will spread a candied substance on their penis so that their dogs, either male or female, will lick it off."(l)
H. L. Bagley continues in the same volume ...
"Other men will excite their male dogs with their hands and then position themselves so that their dog's (penis will enter their rectum's. While this brings some enjoyment to certain men, it is a practice fraught with dangers in that the dog's prick, once inserted in the anus, may not be able to loosen his erection, leaving the man unable to free himself. If a man panics, he can damage himself if he attempts to rip himself away from the dog."(l) There are many physical and psychological dangers involved in using animals for human sexual substitutes. Women have become hung with large dogs and required medical assistance to bring about separation. The same has happened to men, many who have sustained substantial injuries to their tender erotic anatomy.
More threatening, however, is the growing psychological dependency upon such methods for satisfying sexual release. Many casual animal experimenters have become avowed bestialists�often rejecting human sexual contacts altogether. Pat was sufficiently concerned when she saw that animal sexual contacts were becoming an OBSESSION in their lives. Reluctantly she brought her husband in for counseling. It was suggested that all contacts with animals be ended and that, in the best interest of their marriage, all of the dogs be sold or put into adequate homes.
Jerry was most reluctant to agree until his brother responded by offering to give Red a good permanent home. Pat feels that their marriage may be saved and their sex lives may take on new meaning when they no longer have the dogs around to distract them from each other. Pat accepts her share of the blame and admits she would be most reluctant to indulge in animal sex again.
CHAPTER FIVE: Adopted Lover
Many unsuspecting women come by sex-trained dogs quite by accident, never suspecting that the animal they have acquired from a more experienced owner, has indeed been sex-trained. Many women have trained dogs to satisfy their hot sensual desires, and upon tiring of the animal, may seek a home for their pet, without revealing the dog's true talents.
Cases have actually been reported where women were 'raped' and otherwise attacked by dogs. Not all incidents of doggie-sex indicate that the female was the aggressor. In some instances it is quite the opposite.
In BEAUTY/BEAST author Roger Blake observes ...
"The spinster, young or old, who is afraid of sex with men or women, but possesses a high libido, sometimes becomes 'addicted' to bestial acts with her pet dog or cat. And it is not always a situation where the woman entices the dog. I have known of at least three women who were 'seduced' by their own pets. The feminine genital odors are quite attractive to most domesticated dogs and they will often take their mistress by surprise in the bathroom of bedroom when she is naked. If there is no fixed aversion to such an act, the woman may readily respond to the tongue of the animal and find that if she is in a 'bending over' position, the dog may try to mount her from behind ... "(5)
Animals who are used for human sexual purposes often reject their own kind sexually. Having become accustomed to human sexual contact they may seek it out again and again, although they may have lost contact with their original owner.
Disposing of a sex-trained pet is often difficult. One cannot come out and openly advertise a sex-trained dog. Often such well-trained pets are sold to new owners who are ignorant of the dog's true ability. Many women have been seduced by sex-pets and others have been aroused by dogs who learned how to instigate human-animal sex relations quite on their own.
Pets who have been used sexually become attached to their owners. In SEXUAL BEHAVIOR IN THE HUMAN FEMALE (Saunders, Philadelphia, 1948) Dr. Caprio notes ...
"It is to be noted that male dogs who have been masturbated may become considerably attached to the person who provides the stimulation; and there are records of male dogs who completely forsake the female of their own species in preference for the sexual contacts that may be had with a human partner."
Ellen Frisby is a middle-aged woman, single, who lives alone and who one day decided to purchase a large dog as both a companion and a form of protection. Living alone, Ellen had been harassed by prowlers and peeping-toms who often came around her apartment. Fearing for her safety Ellen decided to buy a dog who would serve as company and as protection against any lurking danger. Not knowing terribly much about different breeds of animals she had little knowledge and relied totally on the person selling the animal to give her all the details of the dog's history.
In this case Ellen's choice of a guard dog was most unfortunate because the dog she purchased had been sex-trained and had come to depend upon human sexual contact.
"My life was lonely but sane ..." Ellen began, brushing nervous fingers through her sandy brown hair. "That is up until the time I got the idea to buy Damon. I wanted a big dog to protect me. I had had to phone the police about a peeping-tom who had often lingered outside my windows. In the summer I often noticed the shades moving and I knew someone was outside. The police never caught anyone but they assured me that 'peeping toms' wanted to do nothing but 'peep' and one smart cop told me the guy would probably be shocked to death if any woman tried to initiate a sexual experience. I just didn't buy the fact that peepers were impotent ... ! Impotent or not they frightened me. So I bought an air-conditioner to cool the place and then I kept my windows and doors locked. I still didn't feel safe ... I often felt someone might take a glass-cutter and open a window ... so I asked the landlord if I could have a dog. She was a real understanding woman and she told me it would be allowed just so I got one that wasn't a nuisance. That ruled out puppies ... ! I wanted something big enough to howl and afford me some protection. A German Shepherd or one of those big attack dogs�a Doberman Pincer! I knew nothing about breeds and temperaments and all of the breeds advertised in the paper really buffaloed me ... ! Then I saw just the ad. It read ...
"Large friendly Doberman male, obedience trained, needs loving female companionship. Will be given free of charge only to good home where he will receive constant love and care."
"If anyone had told me about sex-trained dogs right then I would have laughed in their face ..." Ellen frowned. "I'd read about ignorant farmers and their cattle but no one ever told me that many dogs were used for human sexual purposes. And I never suspected from the tone of the ad that Damon was sex-trained. I noticed he was obedience trained which meant he would be a good house-pet, he was a male and wouldn't be bringing home puppies and he was both full-grown and also free. So I phoned the number and I was surprised when a young girl answered speaking in a most sexy tone."
"Go on ... "
"I told her I was calling about the ad and she began telling me about Damon. He was a huge red and tan dog, three years old, in his prime, he had cost over $300. and she would give him free only to an acceptable home. The girl mentioned she was getting married and that her husband was afraid of the dog. She assured me that Damon was very devoted to his mistress, was quite affectionate, and extremely good protection for any woman living alone. She inquired into my marital status and she determined I was going to remain single and I noticed she became very excited."
"Do you think you could love and take care of Damon the way I have?"
"I told her I didn't know but I needed companionship and protection and I assured her my finances were very limited. I told her I didn't know too much about dogs but wanted a nice house-pet."
"You'd keep him in the house .all the time ? You'd be good to him?"
"Of course ... if we liked each other."
"Damon could grow fond of anyone who was good to him. You'd never whip him?"
"Of course not ... ! How large is he?"
"Approximately 85 pounds ... !," Sandy chirped, but he looks much larger. "Damon is a very affectionate dog ... I want you to know that. He needs love. If you get him you're going to have to smother him with attention until he gets over me. If for any reason he doesn't work out I'll take him back and try to find a home more suited for him."
"You mean I could try him out for a few days?"
"I'd much prefer it that way ..." Sandy sighed, breathing sensually into the receiver. "I've had Damon since he was a pup. You'd never believe how close we are ... !"
"Do you have any other interested parties?"
"Not anyone single ..." Sandy whispered, "and that is very important. Men tend to resent a dog as big as Damon. I prefer he be placed with a woman ... in a home where he will always be wanted. You do know what I mean?"
"I think so ..."
"You sound very nice ..." Sandy cooed. "Do you want me to bring him over so you two can get acquainted?"
"That would be very sweet of you ... !"
"Continue ... "
"I was fairly excited and dusted the apartment. Sandy drove up in a little red sports car. Damon walked obediently at her side not tugging at the leash like I had expected. He walked calmly up the stairs and sat at the door. When I opened it my heart skipped a beat because the animal was so huge ... !"
"My�he is a BIG FELLOW, isn't he ... ?"
"Quite ..." Sandy chuckled. "Your place is a little small. You would exercise him every day wouldn't you?"
"Certainly ... !"
"You can let him off the leash and he will come back. As long as you love him I'm sure he will stay with you ... ! I'm afraid to place Damon in a home with a husband and wife because if there were any quarrels he might come to the defense of his mistress and create ill-feelings. Damon is very protective of his owner. I've never had anyone bother me in three years. You mentioned you had prowlers?"
"Peeping Tom's and burglars ... ! I'm not afraid to say I've been frightened. I'm sure I'd feel more secure with a dog like him around. I don't think anyone would bother once they caught a glimpse of him ... !"
"Right you are ... ! You seem to be the best home I've come up with yet. Why don't you keep Damon over the weekend? I'll leave my number And you can always reach me. I've brought his food and his toys. Like I say, he's FREE�but only to a good home!"
"You must love him very much ... !"
"More than you know ..." Sandy sniffed. "It breaks my heart. But Larry just can't tolerate Damon. They hate each other. I'm very tempted not to go through with the wedding. I just hate leaving Damon with a stranger but you seem very nice ... !"
"Damon had come to sniff me and I had stroked his silky head. His ears were short, alert and pointed. His eyes were a warm brown, his teeth big and very sharp and very white. Sandy threw me a tid-bit and I fed him and Damon licked my hand. I felt the soft pressure of his warm tongue against me and it was a reassuring feeling!"
"Hold his collar while I slip out the door. You should take him for a walk around five. I've written down all instructions. If you need me just call."
"I was a little afraid as Sandy slipped out the door. I could see a tear on her cheek as she left her beloved pet. Damon went to the door and scratched a moment until I called him. He came over to me and offered me his paw. I shook it and told him what a nice dog he was. I hadn't noticed before but Damon was different from other dogs. When he stood up his BIG RED PRONG hung down, the red-tip exposed. It gave him a vulgar, sensual appearance. It almost made me call Sandy back and tell her to take him away. I noticed when Damon walked that his BIG CANINE TOOL was always visible. The red-tipped end always showed just sticking slightly out of the hairy sheath."
"Go on ... "
"Damon sat at the door as if waiting for Sandy to return. He did not move much during the two hours he lay there. I stroked him now and then and fed him a doggie-biscuit. Damon seemed grateful and licked my hand."
"Want to go for a walk, big fellow? I should try to find out if I can handle you ... ! I'm sure no one would bother me with you around!"
"Continue ... "
"Damon stared at me with those big brilliant eyes ..." Ellen explained. "He seemed excited when I slipped the choke chain about his neck. I made sure it was secure, I gave him the command to 'heel' and then we both walked out the door. I was surprised that Damon did not lunge down the stairs in an attempt to locate his mistress."
"Good boy, Damon ... !," I praised. "I led Damon into the park and I noticed the frenzied stares of many pedestrians. Even people in auto's stopped to stare at my big, husky companion. I was slightly embarrassed by the way his RED TIPPED TOOL stood out, obvious, but then I assumed that Damon was somehow slightly different than other dogs. I didn't have the nerve to call Sandy and ask her about it. I sat in the park for a while and a few friends asked me why I had such a big dog. I told them I felt safer and some of them laughed and just shook their head ... !"
"I'd be more afraid of HIM than of any burglar ..." one woman shouted. "They're trained KILLERS ... attack dogs in the war ... vicious monsters ... ! You've got a problem on your hands ... !"
"I was upset by some of the things people told me but there was no aspect of Damon's personality that he revealed to me that gave me a moment's fear ... ! He was so gentle, patient and loving. Back in the apartment I fixed his dinner. He sniffed and refused to eat. I felt sorry for him so I sat in the floor and began to feed him out of my hand. I was surprised when he began to eat just a little and then more as I coaxed him. I stroked his silky fur and I noticed that RED TIPPED ROD again, growing larger between his legs. Damon stared into my eyes like he could read my mind and I felt a peculiar itch between my legs. I wasn't aware then that it was sexual ... but the way that dog looked at me was like he was almost human. I had reason to be thankful of Damon's presence that very night."
"Explain ... "
"About eleven when I was watching the news I heard this muffled knock at my door. I was frightened. Any other time I would have refused to answer the door. Damon was laying in front of the t.v. asleep. I had the latch�the chain lock�across and I opened the door slightly."
"Let me use your phone, lady ..." a drunken voice pleaded. "Just take me a moment ... "
"I don't let strangers into my apartment ... ! There's a phone on the corner."
"I don't have a dime ... ! Either you let me in or I'll break this door down ... ! Lousy bitch ... hear me ...! Filthy slut ... !!!"
"Damon was aroused by the man's voice and jumped to his feet. Just as the drunk shoved against the door Damon raced towards it, his teeth bared, his back bristled, and answered with a low rumbling growl. Damon landed heavily against the door, forcing the man back, and growled and clawed against it."
"Holy damned ..." the drunk muttered, retreating. "The old dame's got a wild lion in her house ... ! Jeez ... damned ... !"
"I grabbed Damon by the neck and pulled him back long enough to bolt the door shut. When Sandy called me in the morning to check on how things were going ... I assured her I loved Damon and wanted him. I told her how Damon had acted in the park and how he had discouraged the drunk prowler. Sandy warned me to be careful. That Damon would probably kill the man if he ever got loose. I felt that much more safe and secure and I was quite pleased with my pet. Sandy said she would have liked to have come over but she felt it would be better if she didn't see Damon again. She gave me the address and number of where she would be after they were married and she promised to check back with me in a few more days. I assured her that if Damon continued to act as nice as he had he would always have a good home with me. I was dying to ask her why his CANINE TOOL hung so low and so plainly in view but I was afraid to ask. I accepted Damon as just the gift I badly needed and smothered him with affection."
"The dog had made no overt sexual gestures towards you at that time?"
"No�nothing beyond getting a HARD-ON when I scratched his belly ..." Ellen blushed. "I assumed it was a fairly natural reaction for most male dogs. He never messed in the apartment and he was always so obedient on the leash ...!"
"I see ... "
"Sandy got married and moved away a week later. Damon seemed to miss her but when I smothered him with affection he responded and soon he accepted me as his new mistress. I remember one time the grocery boy came to deliver some groceries I had ordered. Damon was in the living room and the door was unlocked. I was in the bathroom when I heard this terrible growl and then a loud scream. I rushed into the living room and saw Damon shoving the door closed as he growled and snapped. I had to tug him into the bathroom and lock him up before the poor terrified grocery boy would even come near ... !"
"Lady ... I don't know what kind of dog you got ... but I know one thing ... he ain't no puppy ... !"
"He's a Doberman ... !"
"Wow ... you mind if I just leave your groceries outside the door from now on? I don't think Mr. Emerson would mind sending you a bill! Good thing there was a door between me and him ... otherwise you might be using me for hamburger ... !"
"I gave the grocery boy an extra large tip since he was so frightened. I scolded Damon a little. I was worried he might attack someone innocent. I couldn't scold him much because he looked at me with those hurt soft, trusting eyes ... ! He followed me everywhere. I felt sorry for him because he had to spend eight hours alone in the apartment while I worked. You can't imagine how glad he was to see me when I came home."
"Explain ... "
"When I came in the door Damon would jump on me and kiss me unless I gave him orders to lay down. Poor thing just loved to be needed and wanted. He slept beside my bed at night and even went with me to the bathroom when he got more fond of me. He'd sit as I'd sit on the toilet and he'd stare at me with the most understanding look in his eyes. It was almost unnerving. Sometimes I thought that dog was almost human ... the way he looked at me."
"Go on ... "
"I guess I should have known it would have happened sooner or later ..." Ellen admitted. "Especially after the incident with Joyce Frazer and her gorgeous female bitch. I met this girl in the park with her female Doberman and she offered me $75 to breed Damon. I had intended to send the money to Sandy as payment for Damon since I felt I indeed owed her something. I gave Joyce my address and in a few days she brought her bitch, Cassandra, by to be bred. Joyce assured me she knew how to breed the dogs. I told her I knew nothing about such things. She offered Cassandra to Damon and do you know the poor fellow never paid a bit of attention to the female in season? Joyce gasped in astonishment and asked if Damon had ever been bred. I assured her I didn't know. Joyce asked me if I'd mind if she stimulated Damon. I told her to do what she had to do. I was shocked and also excited I must admit when pretty and pert blonde Joyce moved her fingers around Damon's big RED THROBBING TOOL and began to masturbate the dog. Damon looked like he was pleasantly surprised. He stood spread-legged as Joyce jiggled and jerked his tool to a BIG THROBBING ERECTION. She moved her hands quicker and Damon began to move against her talented fingers. When Joyce withdrew her fingers and pushed Cassandra in the way Damon sniffed her, turned his nose the other way, and continued hunching in mid-air. I saw the BRIGHT RED-TIPPED TOOL jabbing in plain view and I was shocked that Damon would not touch the female bitch in season. Joyce tried again, grew very angry, scolded Damon, and was very surprised when he ran his nose up her dress."
"Naughty boy ..." Joyce giggled. "I'm not the one in HEAT ... !"
"Damon lay down and refused to cooperate. Joyce suggested we try again in a few days. The next time Joyce brought Cassandra by the bitch was ready to be bred. She teased and tempted Damon who sat looking with the most bored expression on his face. Joyce tried hand-arousing him again and Damon got hard and I thought for sure he would jump Joyce. Joyce said there was something very obviously wrong with my dog and that I should have him checked out at a vets. She said something about 'insemination' but I told her I didn't care if Damon were bred or not. She looked at me rather blankly and walked off. I felt sorry for poor Damon who sat licking his BIG RED SWOLLEN TOOL. I felt a violent itch in my genitals and I realized that I had become aroused watching that girl MASTURBATE MY BIG MALE DOG ... !"
"Continue ..."
"Well, that night it was warm and I turned the air-conditioner on low. I went in to take a hot shower. I dropped my clothes on the floor. Damon came and lay on top of them. He seemed particularly alert and aroused that night and attentive to my every move."
"I tried to get Damon to go outside the bathroom but he would not move ..." Ellen blushed. "I'm a thirty-four year old woman, not exactly broad-minded about sex, but I used to have my share of fun before my fiancee died some ten years ago. Since then sex hasn't appealed to me ... nothing except SOLITARY SEX that is. OH, I tell you I've had some wild masturbating fantasies ... especially lately since I've bought Damon! For the first few days that I had him I had wild dreams about his BIG RED RAW TOOL! Right after Joyce tried to breed him to Cassandra I remember dreaming of Damon copulating with her wildly ... thrusting his BIG FAT DOG TOOL right into her very vulnerable slit. I remember imagining her sitting on the couch pulling her BIG RED PUBIC LIPS APART and begging Damon to screw her."
"I see ... "
"In the shower I got pretty aroused just looking at Damon nursing his BIG RED HUNGRY MEAT with his loving wet tongue. I remember soaping up my BIG BLACK FURRY MOUND and shoving my finger deep inside. I recall moving it in and out, listening to my FIERY SEX making that wet sloppy sound ... ! I guess I had several GOOD HOT COMES before I got down to the business of really washing in the shower. Finally I soaped up my flesh real good and stood under the spray, feeling the warm water relax me from head to toe. I still had no thoughts about seducing the dog. It was all FANTASY with me, just like most of my sexual habits had been for so long ... !"
"You did have some erotic thoughts about the dog ... ?"
"Sure, I did ..." Ellen mused. "But thoughts only. I was the most shocked person you can imagine when I got out of the shower and began to towel dry when all of a sudden Damon began sensually licking between my thighs with that hot wet tongue. I stood still a moment, spell-bound, allowing that BIG WARM TONGUE to move further up my thighs. When it touched my hairy slit I realized full well what was happening. I was both shocked and surprised and well-pleased."
"Did the dog make erotic overtures?"
"If you can call licking my HOT WET SNATCH for almost a half an hour, to the point of orgasm, erotic, well then I guess I'd have to admit that dog had caught me in a moment of weakness ..." Ellen mused. "I protested at first but Damon cornered me against the door. His eyes bore into mine ... and he was pleading ... and acting so lonesome ... that I just couldn't resist. I moved my TREMBLING BUT EAGER FINGERS to his head and scratched as that THICK PINK TONGUE MOVED RIGHT TO MY CLITORIS ... !"
"OHOOO ... MMM ... SUCK ME, DAMON ..." I gasped. "OHOOOO ... YOU'VE OBVIOUSLY BEEN TRAINED AS SOMEONE'S LOVER, BABY ... ! I wonder if you did this to Sandra before you left? I wonder if that's why she was so insistent that only a woman get you?"
"Go on ... "
"For an answer Damon licked me all the more urgently ..." Ellen nodded. "I stood spread-legged in the center of the bathroom floor with my head thrown back as my legs trembled and my entire body began to tremble. I moaned deep and low in my throat and thrust my DRIPPING WET SLIT against Damon's big dark nose. That tongue probed deeper in my slit and I had a wild wet orgasm that left me weak and tired!"
"OHOOO ... DAMON ... EAT ME ..." I cried. "OHOOO ... EAT ME RAW ... ! OHOOO ... LOVE ME, BABY. LOVE ME WITH YOUR BIG HOT TONGUE ... !!!"
"What happened next?"
"Well, I thought the dog was finished when he had forced me to experience one orgasm. I never dreamed of Damon wanting to MOUNT ME AND SCREW ME ... ! I bent over to get my towel when all of a sudden those heavy claws went around my waist. Damon forced me down on all fours by merely jumping against me. I felt a sensation of pain as he jumped on me and shoved his BIG THROBBING TOOL BETWEEN MY THIGHS ... !"
"OHOOO ... love me, Damon ... !," I gasped. "OHOOOO ... SHOVE YOUR BIG FAT DRIPPING ROD INTO MY FAT WET SLIT ... ! OHOO ... GAWD ... DAMON ... IT'S BEEN AGES ... ! I haven't been touched, baby, since my fiancee died ... ten years ago ... ! I've got so much love to give you, DAMON, DARLING ... take me ... BANG ME WITH YOUR BIG FAT DOG-TOOL UNTIL I SCREAM FOR YOU TO QUIT ... !"
"Did he?"
"You better believe that damned well-hung hunk of canine socked his BIG DRIPPING ROD into me until I turned to putty. I groaned and pleaded with him to love me right on the bathroom floor. I could turn to look at myself in the mirror on the back of the bathroom door and I felt like some WILD ANIMAL ABANDONED IN THE JUNGLE FEELING HOT VIOLENT ANIMAL PASSION. I forgot I was human and that common morality forbid what was taking place. I thrust my HOT IMPATIENT TWAT back against Damon's BIG DROOLING DICK and I moaned deep and low in my throat."
"OHOOO ... Damon ... oh, love me ..." I cried. "OHOOOOO ... SHOVE YOUR BIG FAT PETER UP MY LITTLE HOT TWAT ... ! SCREW ME, DAMON ... SCREW ME SENSELESS ... !"
"Go on ... "
"That's just the beginning ..." Ellen admitted. "That dog had testicles that hung like huge window weights behind his tool. They banged against my ass until I thought Damon would manage to sink them into me too. I groaned and pleaded for more HOT AND VIOLENT PASSION. I screamed and had one wild orgasm right after the other. Damon drew in closer and got his BIG DROOLING TOOL buried deep into my vagina. He released his HOT LIQUID LUST and drove me to experience a series of wild multiple orgasms."
"Did he harm you?"
"Not at all," Ellen admitted. "He thrust wildly bringing me the most excruciating pleasure you can imagine. I felt that huge DOG KNOT slide into my EAGER SLIT and I held it captive ... squeezing ... loving ... begging for more until Damon had reached his limit. I had one orgasm after the other until Damon withdrew and began licking my SORE AND SENSITIVE ASS!"
"Oh ... gawd ..." I gasped, crawling up off the floor. "Oh, Damon, what have you done to me ... ? You've made me more of an animal than you, you poor, lovable fellow ... ! I should send you away ... ! Oh, Damon, don't ever leave me ... ! LOVE ME FOREVER, DAMON ... !"
"Continue ... "
"Damon stared at me with those big imploring eyes ...! I stared at his sheath and his penis was invisible for the first time in ages. I must have really worn him down. Damon followed me to the bed as I collapsed and began to fondle myself. My flesh began to rise to meet my THRASHING IMPATIENT FINGER and, oh, I hate to confess but I wanted Damon to love me again."
"COME HERE, DAMON, AND LOVE MUMMY ..." I pleaded, patting the bed. "Damon jumped up on the bed and began wildly sniffing my DRIPPING WET SEX! Damon shoved his nose inside and eased his BIG RED TONGUE between the pubic lips. He began licking and exciting. I touched my toe to his genitals and he began to get hard ... ! I saw the pink tip appear ... and then the ominous BIG FAT DOG-KNOT ... !"
"Continue ... "
"I tried to get Damon to mount me like a man but he couldn't DRIVE HIS BIG ANGRY TOOL in because I was too close to the bed. I shoved three pillows under my buttocks and raised myself up towards him. Damon moved in closer and positioned himself in such a way that his FAT DROOLING TOOL moved against me. I moved against him, drew him to me and thrust my hot wet slit against his lunging tool. Another pillow and I was in perfect position for Damon to screw me from the man-above position. I guided that BIG FAT DANGLING MEMBER to my thighs and moved onto it. Damon moved in hard and fast once he got the idea ... !"
"OHOOO ... SHOVE IT HARD, BABY ..." I cried. "OHOOOOO ... LOVE ME WITH YOUR BIG HOT DICK ... ! LOVE ME WITH EVERY INCH OF YOUR BIG CANINE TOOL! LOVE ME, DAMON, LIKE YOU'VE NEVER LOVED ANYONE BEFORE ... !"
"Go on ..."
"Damon was lunging fast and furious now ..." Ellen confessed. "When he sunk in the big FAT DOG KNOT I knew he had me. I clung to him and gasped, feeling his big fat tongue lolling over my breasts. I felt his WET DROOLING SPITTLE falling onto my tits and it pleased me. Damon's teeth were brilliant white in color, his tongue pink, warm and welcome, and his BIG RAGING ROD was exciting me to a passionate pitch of lust ... !"
"OHOOOO ... DAMON ... SCREW ME ..." I moaned. "SCREW ME ... SCREW ME UNTIL I CAN'T WALK ... !"
"Did he ... ?"
"You better believe he did ..." Ellen frowned. "I had one wild orgasm after the other ... and Damon kept pumping away until he lost his erection completely. He filled me with HOT CANINE LIQUID LUST and it ran down my legs. I rubbed it over my HOT FEVERED SEX AND FELT WELL-LOVED FOR THE FIRST TIME IN AGES ... !"
"Did you feel guilty?"
"Sure I did ..." Ellen admitted. "Until I got another case of HOT PANTS. When I became desperate enough I arranged to be naked and the obvious happened ... ! Damon started things off and I ended up on all fours or on the bed with that BIG FROTHING MALE BEAST panting over me ... !"
"Your resistance wore down when you became aroused?"
"I've admitted that much ... !," Ellen confessed, glancing shamefully out the open window. "Things were going fine until I decided to experiment. By then I was so fond of Damon that I even bathed with him ... in the tub ... ! I'd get him in the corner of the tub ... with a skid mat under his hind legs so he wouldn't slide ... and I'd soap up my RED HOT PUSSY and bend over so he could enter me. You can't imagine how it feels to DOG-LOVE in a tub full of hot water! It took Damon quite a while to get the idea of what he was supposed to do. At first he thought I just wanted to bathe him. But then when I began to handle his BIG HOT WET DICK he began to get the idea. I bent over and he climbed on being sure his footing was secure. Then ... BOOM ... ZAAM ... and WOOWIE ... he sunk that BIG FAT CANINE TOOL into me and sacked it in to the balls. He banged and pumped until he shot his JET-SPRAY OF HOT LIQUID LUST between my thighs. I'd rub it all over my sensitive flesh like some scented cream ... rubbing it over my thighs, my breasts. Sometimes I'd soap up Damon's BIG HUNGRY TOOL with soap to make sure it was clean. I had this wild urge to suck his DICK ... ! To move my RAW RED LIPS AROUND IT AND DRAW IT DEEP INTO MY MOUTH. I WANTED TO SEE HOW IT TASTED WHEN DAMON EJACULATED IN MY MOUTH ... ! HOW HE TASTED WHEN HIS HOT LIQUID LUST POURED DOWN MY THROAT ...!"
"Go on ..."
"Finally I worked up the nerve to do it ... to stick that FAT CANINE DICK into my mouth. I did it so slowly ... nibbling it between my teeth at first ... then moving it wildly into my mouth ... sucking ... sucking ... until the knot and all was buried inside. I kept sucking ... lashing my HOT FEVERED TONGUE over the tip until the knot began to swell. It made my jaws swell out and it pleased me. I manipulated the BIG DANGLING TESTICLES with warm fingers. Damon stood on the side of the tub with his paws on the tile and lunged in and out of my mouth filling my mouth with HOT PASSIONATE DOG LOVE ... ! I sucked, sucked, sucked ... until finally he shot his load! I swallowed what must have been miles and miles of HOT LIQUID LUST until Damon finally went soft. He'd jump out of the tub and shake himself dry and wait for me to come out and dry him off with a towel. I'd stay in the tub and masturbate for what seemed hours ... and then when I reached the point of exhaustion I'd come out and rest."
"Continue ... "
"I read in some dog-book that wheat germ oil would make a canine more passionate. I doubled the dose and sure enough Damon became even more lusty. It seemed that the more I got of Damon the more I wanted him ... in my mouth ... in my vagina ... even, my gawd, up my RED HOT ASS ... !"
"You mean�anally?"
"Yes ... !," Ellen admitted. "I've always indulged in anal erotic fantasies ... even as a child. I thought and dreamed of a dog up my ASS but I had never tried it. I'd never given any thought to the DOG KNOT moving in there ... or the consequences ... ! All I knew was that I had to try it ... had to try it or die wanting to ... ! So one day in my bedroom I got down on all fours. When Damon tried to jab into my slit I pushed him out ... forcing him to move back some with his LUNGING, THRUSTING TOOL. Damon kept jabbing and I kept urging him back ... until I felt the tip of his RED HOT DICK touch my anal-sphincter."
"OHOOOO ... SHOVE IT UP MY ASS, BIG-BOY ..." I groaned. "SHOVE YOUR BIG DOG DICK UP MY RAW NAKED ASS ... ! LOVE ME, DAMON, LOVE ME UP THE ASS UNTIL I CAN'T MOVE ... !"
"Did he ... ?"
"You better believe he did ..." Ellen admitted. "Deprived of his usual RUTTING HOLE Damon moved to the next most available place. He grasped my hips with his sharp claws ... ! I used mittens on his paws the next time to keep him from leaving such tell-tale marks. Damon shot his LUNGING HOT PENIS against my ASS and he gained entry. I didn't fight him and he pumped harder, gaining ground. Finally his organ was deep inside my ass and I was moaning with pleasure when all of a sudden THE KNOT BEGAN TO SWELL."
"OHOOO ... gawd ... Damon ..." I screamed. "Let me pull free ... !"
"I tried to lunge forward and fall on my face ... but it was too late. That big swollen dog tool in my buttocks held me immobile as Damon kept thrusting and pounding into me. It began to grow ... the knot ... and it began to hurt ..."
"OHOOO ... gawd ... NOOO ... DAMON ..." I cried. "OHOOOO ... BABY, YOU'RE KILLING ME ... ! OHOOO ... YOU'RE HURTING ME ... !"
"Damon whimpered and drove himself deeper. I thought for sure I would die from the pain. I realized then we had achieved something that had never occurred in our relationship before. WE HAD BECOME HUNG ... ! I had read that a good tie sometimes takes twenty minutes or more to go down. I gasped and cried out as Damon lunged harder and I could not get free. I realized I was the helpless prisoner of the DOG'S WILD PASSIONED LUST ... ! I was feeling more and more pain. I actually began screaming, pleading, and fighting for my freedom!"
"Go on ... "
"There was no way to escape ..." Ellen admitted. "The knot was swollen and my anal sphincter was shut down tight over it and there was no way I could move more than an inch or two forward. I realized then that we were both in a very dangerous situation. I wondered if and how we could become free. I tried to relax but that knot kept getting BIGGER, BIGGER AND BIGGER!"
"Continue ... "
"I thought for sure I would faint ... " I gasped. "I realized then I would be insensitive to the cruel, murderous pain. I even prayed that I would faint and that Damon would somehow come loose. But I didn't. After fifteen minutes of gasping, pleading, crying I finally crawled to the phone and, dragging Damon behind me, I got to the phone and managed to call my doctor."
"Explain please."
"It was around nine-thirty at night and I actually had to cry over the phone before the doctors wife would let him on the line. The doctor, who knew me only slightly after two visits, asked me if it couldn't wait until morning, nearly dropped the receiver when I told him I WAS HUNG WITH A DOG ... !"
"I'll be dead in the morning ..." I cried. "Can't you help me now?"
"I got the physicians assurance he would rush right over. I gave him directions ... cursed because the front door was locked and I had no way to get downstairs to open it. Finally I realized that the garage door was unlocked and he could come up through the basement. He gave me orders to remain perfectly still and not to struggle ... and told me he could get us loose. Poor Damon was as shocked as I and trying to pull free too. I tried to relax but I was too damned frightened to do a very good job. After what seemed ten minutes I heard the sound of my garage door opening and I heard the doctor running up the stairs. I almost died of shame when he stared at me and Damon tied in the middle of my bedroom. He rushed in and Damon began to growl at the intruder. I prayed Damon would listen and obey ... and not try to lunge free ... perhaps ripping me and causing me to bleed to death!"
"Down ... Damon ... quiet boy ..." I gasped. "NO ... Damon ... he is a friend ... oh, Damon, please DON'T HURT ME ANY MORE ... !"
"What a beast ..." the doctor gasped.
"I was able to soothe Damon with my voice long enough for the physician to administer an injection into the dog's hip ... ! The doctor administered me some kind of sedative and in a few minutes I began to relax ... ! I gasped with surprise when Damon pulled free and released my SORE BLEEDING ASS from the death-like grip he had on me ... !"
"What on earth possessed you to do such a thing ... ?," the physician questioned, applying proper medication to the torn, bleeding area. "Did he RAPE YOU ... ?"
"Yes ... that's it ..." I cried. "OH ... I didn't know what he was doing until it was too late."
"How did it happen?"
"OH ..." I gasped. "I bent over to pick up something and he forced me down. I've only had Damon a short while, doctor. I don't know the dog very well at all. I suppose I shall have to get rid of him."
"You had best be sure his new owner is not a female ..." the doctor confirmed. "Such large dogs can do sufficient damage ... you should be more careful."
"I stared at the doctor. He was looking at me as if he only half-believed my story. He suggested, if the incident had upset me, I might seek some form of psychotherapy. I hurriedly paid him and thanked him for coming to my assistance. I was really afraid of Damon when I was alone with him. I realized then I had let our intimacy become more than a habit ... and that I would have to get rid of Damon. I thought of having Damon put to sleep but I just couldn't do it. So I phoned Sandy at the number she had given me and she answered. She sounded upset. She was even more upset when I told her Damon just wasn't working out. I told her he had tried to attack several people and that I just felt he was too much dog for me to handle. She was grateful I had phoned, said the marriage was not working out too well and that she would pick up Damon tomorrow. I noticed Sandy looked at me awfully closely as we talked. I told her the landlady was terrified of Damon ... and so was everyone else who came to the door. Sandy confided that her husband was a secret alcoholic and she seemed to think she would be able to keep Damon. I was totally relieved when they both left. I could never live through another experience like that again. I realized that masturbation would suffice me forever ... !!! I still feel a haunting guilt when I think of that doctor and how shocked he was when he saw me and that huge frothing animal ... ! It may take me forever to forget. The nightmares are horrible. I think I need help to erase this incident from my mind completely."
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
Bestial contacts are not a matter that should be taken lightly. Because it is a criminal offense, likely to lend itself to prosecution, and because the physical results can sometimes be physically harmful, it should always be assumed that such 'bestial experiments' may well backfire and leave the person indulging in such illegal contact in a most embarrassing and sometimes physically dangerous position.
Doctors have frequently been summoned to free women and large dogs after a 'tie' has occurred. In THE BEAST SEEKERS Dr. H. L. Bagley observes ...
"Women who have had intercourse with dogs sometimes injure themselves seriously. The fully erect dog's organ has a bone some ten cm. long or more, which forms a large knot near it's midpoint. Once the dog's penis is inserted, if the female closes tightly around the base of the dogs penis, then the blood in the dog's penis cannot flow out and the penis cannot be removed without damage occurring." (1)
Anal ties, involving the penetration of the dog's organ into the anal sphincter, and the subsequent swelling of the dog-knot is even more dangerous. Many women have bled profusely and suffered torn and lacerated rectum's after tearing free from such a tie-up.
Ellen asserts her innocence and notes that Damon was obviously sex-trained when she purchased him. She can find no other reason why Sandy would be so insistent that Damon's new owner be specifically female.
I assured Ellen that even dogs who were not sex-trained sometimes sought sexual connection with their owners.
In BESTIALITY author Anthony Crowell observes ...
"It is well known that the excretions or discharges from the sex glands, both male and female, are intensely appealing to some animals. The dog, of course is one, and in many instances, women have great difficulty with dogs under rather ordinary circumstances ...The animals sense of smell, developed far beyond that known to man, is affected by a female ... and this can produce some embarrassing experiences for the woman involved. Very often, this condition can arouse a dogs interest and begin an association that a woman can enjoy." (8)
Even dogs who have not been sex-trained have been known to rape and molest their female owners. In this case Damon was of course sex-trained and quite adept in bringing Ellen around to quiet consent. If this incident of 'anal tie-up' had not occurred Ellen might have remained a confirmed bestialist and might have never sought help. As it is she is trying desperately to relieve herself of the extreme guilt she feels in relation to this specific situation.
CHAPTER SIX: Prison Pet
Dogs are frequently used in prisons and are a common sight in the penal environment. They serve as sentry's and prove fearless when needed in case of a prison break. They are often quite common around women's prisons in some cases. Prisons are rife with sexual perversions, the most common being homosexuality due to the fact that prisoners are almost always of the same sex. Women prisoners are just as prone to sexual abuse as are male prisoners and are perhaps more cunning in devising ways to find their own erotic satisfaction.
While bestiality is an offense that can bring a prison term it is to be noted that most bestialists indulge their pet perversion in privacy and are rarely reported, and even if reported, less often prosecuted. It is also surprising to note that many women on prison farms relate to having had sex with male guards and male guard dogs as well in a desperate attempt to find something different from the lesbian satisfaction to which they are so accustomed.
Women confined to prisons are deprived of male company and thus of the satisfaction of their natural sexual instincts. Drugs and tranquilizers do little to alleviate the growing sexual urge. A woman cut off without any chance of finding a man for perhaps several years is often not surprised to find herself making erotic overtures towards her own sex. In most cases homosexuality becomes a substitute form of sex. The same may be said for incidents of bestiality when it manifests itself under such confined circumstances.
Many women confined to prisons have indulged in a wide variety of deviations. Often, upon leaving prison and returning to their normal sexual habits they feel an overwhelming sense of guilt and shame in relation to their mode of sexual expression while confined under conditions over which they had no control.
Mickie Manning is a young and attractive brunette, aged twenty-nine, who had formerly been a housewife up until the time she was arrested and prosecuted and later sentenced to prison. Mickie was what is commonly known as a 'housewife hustler'�a bored, yet lush and attractive wife, who sold her sexual favors quietly on the side and supplemented her income by indulging in incidents of prostitution. The housewife hustler is quite common today. Wives who do not get enough sex at home, or who are bored with their sexual diet, often seek male contacts for further satisfaction and also for the considerable financial profit which can be harvested by indulging in such a vice.
Mickie Manning worked with another housewife, a Linda Mc Dermott, who both sold her own sexual favors and those of her sixteen year old daughter, Estelle. Mickie confided to me that she objected to Linda's idea of including Estelle in their set-up, which consisted of a plush apartment rented and maintained for the purpose of prostitution. However, she was quick to note that Estelle boosted their income more than 50% when both of their male customers learned that sex could be had with a lush and busomy adolescent for a price only slightly higher than that which they were paying for sex with the housewife hookers.
Estelle was more than glad to sell herself because she was given an adequate income for her services and boosted the clientele which visited their makeshift establishment. Mickie confides that everything went well until one of her regular customers called and said he would also be bringing a friend by who wanted to have sex with Estelle. Mickie was perfumed and powdered for the occasion. She got the shock of her life when her husband walked in the door and spotted her. A fight ensued during which time Mickie knifed her husband with a sharp pair of scissors requiring him to be hospitalized for almost two weeks. Mickie was arrested, both she and Linda were booked on a series of charges, including violations involving a minor being used for sexual purposes. Mickie's husband began a suit for divorce shortly after his wife was sent to prison.
"When you first hear the sentence pronounced in the quiet courtroom you say to yourself ... 'hell, eighteen months isn't so damned long'. But when you get there and realize what kind of a HELL HOLE you're in you'd give your last dollar just for the chance to be free. I knew I had had it when they first told me my husband was in pretty bad shape where I gutted him. I didn't mean to hurt Lewis ... but he had no business slapping me that way and then trying to smother me. When I found the sharp scissors in my hand I responded out of instinct ... ! Lucky for me he didn't die ... but Lewis was on the critical list for a long while ... !"
"You're divorced and you have a prison record. Have you had any trouble getting jobs?"
"Legal ones ... yes ..." Mickie frowned, caressing the inside of her stockinged thigh sensually. "I've had offers of illegal things I can get into. One guy who runs a greasy spoon down the street wants me to be a waitress and hustle on the side. He sells drugs to boot. I told him it's too damned risky. I'm not about to chance going back to that HELL HOLE. Too much happened to me while I was there. I'm not about to repeat the experience. I thought women's prisons are supposed to be modern and neat ... but this place was a cesspool of filth ... from the top officials right down to the inmates ... ! Perverted sex, booze, drugs, all could be had for the right price or if you knew the right person."
"Continue ... "
"I was checked out by a medic when I arrived ...," Mickie blushed. "He inspected me in the nude and got pretty friendly. I screamed at him for pinching my ass and he told me to shut up or he'd see I got solitary. I thought anything would be better than having that old lecher fondle me. Little did I know that months later I would be praying for the chance to have a man touch me ... any MAN ... !"
"Go on ... "
"You may change your ideas in a little while, sweetie ..." the old medic frowned. "You may have been a hooker outside ... but in here you're just bait ... for every damned perversion you can name in the books. I have to laugh when they send a girl here to be 'reformed'�ha�we turn out the worst kind of deviates you can imagine. You may have been choicy about your customers on the outside ... but here you'll put out just for the privilege of staying ALIVE ... or of enjoying something as simple as a cigarette. I've got enough opportunities to have my fun without any protest�when you get more agreeable look me up and maybe I can do you a few favors!"
"Fat chance of that you old fart ... !," I muttered, under by breath. "I'd rather screw a door-knob first ... !"
"Continue ... "
"Well, there weren't many door-knobs handy but the first thing I noticed was that the female inmates, even the women guards, were wild about each other. It wasn't any big secret ... nothing about that HELL HOLE was kept secret ... ! And I'll tell you another thing�it's because society just doesn't care that so much vice and corruption exists in the institutions today!"
"Be more specific ..."
"One young girl barely twenty was murdered by a big, rough sadistic matron. We called her "Bubbles" because her tits were so big and she was so fat and ugly. But Bubbles had a thing about initiating new girls ... and she rarely had one refuse. I know she beat me into submission and she taught me every act of perverse lesbian love that you can imagine. The first day she took me into her private quarters and gave me a good lecture. She pinned me against the wall and she moved her hands to my tits."
"You may have gotten away with murder on the outside, baby ..." Bubbles snarled, pinching roughly, "but here you do as I say ... and you may enjoy a few comforts I save for my special 'favorites'."
"I can do without the favors ... !," I hissed. "I was shocked when Bubbles brought her knee up in my crotch and jabbed me on the neck with the side of her hand. I fell back against the cot in the corner of her office and groaned as I slumped helplessly. Bubbles locked the door and when she returned she was unbuttoning the front of her drab prison uniform. I saw her big braless tits ... her full ugly pubic bush ... and I wanted to get sick ... ! Bubbles ripped off my clothes and pressed her sick sensual flesh against mine. She drove her tongue into my mouth and moved her BIG MASCULINE FINGERS into my trembling slit ... ! I was even more shocked when she jabbed this small DILDO into me and forced me to submit to it. Then she tied my hands above my head and moved her FAT UGLY FACE between my thighs ... licking ... sucking ... until despite my revulsion ... I had one orgasm after the other ... ! That crazy matron laughed and tried to shove one of her BIG FAT TITS up my slit. I spread my thighs and didn't fight ... because I knew she could easily overpower me."
"Go on ... "
"Before she finished Bubbles handcuffed me to the chair and forced me to LICK AND SUCK HER STINKING ASSHOLE ... !"
"You performed analingus?"
"I took my tongue and ran it up and down her crack ..." Mickie choked. "Then I shoved it in the hole and tongue-loved her stinking ass until she ordered me to masturbate her. She got real juicy and then she forced me to SUCK HER ... ! I was glad to get the hell out of her office. A week later we heard that a new girl had arrived ... had tried to escape from Bubbles ... and had broken her neck falling down a flight of iron stairs ... ! It was called an 'accident'�but the way some of us saw it the girl would rather have died than submit to Bubbles advances ... !"
"You think it was murder?"
"I think Bubbles pushed the girl to have that accident ... ! No one can prove it. You can never prove anything around here ... ! I thought I would go crazy that first month. A few of the inmates propositioned me and I turned my nose up at 'gay' sex. I had had enough of Bubbles and her sexual debauchery. But one girl ... Maria Duncan ... kept hanging around me and kept saying she'd wait until I got in the mood. We were put in the same room together one night ... probably by one of the guards who got a kick out of watching two dames banging together ... and when Maria approached me with her soft fingers and her sensual kisses ... I didn't turn way ... ! I allowed her mouth to move over my breasts ... I allowed her tongue to probe my HOT WET SLIT ... and I even cried out as I had one orgasm after the other. I couldn't bring myself to return her love and she never asked me to."
"Go on ... "
"Well ... intimacies with girls like Maria became a habit. I mean, it wasn't that I was a homosexual. No, I had turned down offers from clients who had been women when I was a hooker. It was just that there was nothing else to do and I was desperate and frightened and wanting so much for someone to love me. Every now and then Bubbles took me into her 'sanctuary' and forced me to perform profane acts of sex that left me sick and disgusted. I kept thinking about how it wouldn't be long until I would be getting out �just fourteen more months�and it seemed like an ETERNITY! I kept thinking about men with BIG THROBBING TOOLS and I desperately wanted something more satisfying than woman love. Maria was satisfying but I had become accustomed to having a man touch me, a man to love me and I knew it would never be out of my system no matter how long they kept me penned up. I wanted a man with a FEVER ISH KIND OF DESPERATION."
"Most of the girls were homosexual?"
"Let's say most had adopted homosexual ways ..." Mickie interrupted, picking at a torn fingernail. "Some Were genuinely queer. Others had given in out of desperation ... like I had. Most swore they'd be man-crazy by the time they got out. A few swore they'd never bother with men again ... that they were responsible for most of their trouble in the first place. I received my divorce after I had been in for a while and I felt nothing ... absolutely nothing ... concerning the fact that Lewis was no longer my husband. I felt empty and alone ... !"
"Go on ... "
"I had been working in the laundry and I think I got allergic to the heat. The prison physician, after pinching me and feeling me, told Bubbles to change my work schedule to give me some fresh air. Fortunately, or so I thought, I was sent to work in the garden growing and cultivating the prison food. The guards there patrolled the ground with huge dogs ... BIG MALE DOBERMAN'S. Big black and tan beasts with hungry eyes and BIG FIERY TOOLS hanging between their legs. I remember staring at one dog as he took a leak and I felt a strange itching urgency between my thighs."
"My gawd ... I'm sick enough to want a dog ..." I gasped, to myself. "This place is really getting to me. I came to know that the guards never took liberties with the inmates ... although a few teased and tempted and even exposed themselves when no one was around. The girls talked about one ugly guard, Leroy, who would take the women into the woods and have sex with them but Leroy was so ugly. Still he was a man and as such he was desirable. If he had come to me as a customer I would have turned him down. But under the circumstances I began wondering how big a TOOL Leroy had in his pants."
"Go on ..."
"Well, one afternoon I was peeling potatoes out in the sunshine and one of the male guard dogs was loose, strolling around the grounds. He came over near me and stopped and stared at me. I wondered for a moment if he meant to attack me. I had a candy bar in my pocket and I offered the dog a piece of candy. I was more than surprised when he took it and even licked my finger. I found myself staring at the sheath between his legs, wanting to touch the BIG CANINE TOOL inside. The girls had talked about having screwed dogs and I'd learned dogs couldn't get people pregnant. I wanted a BIG MALE DICK so bad that I didn't care if it was hanging on the dog. There was an empty tool shed right next to me. I quickly ducked inside and coaxed the big guard dog in with me. He seemed willing to follow. I closed the door and moved towards my canine companion."
"Hello ... BIG BOY ... do you like women ... ?," I inquired. "Would you let me touch your BIG HARD TOOL and let me get a feel? It's been so long since I've had contact with any kind of a man ... easy, big fellow, let me touch you ... that's it right there ... ummm ... ohoooo ... ahaaa ... !"
"Go on ... "
"I had my fingers working around that BIG DOG TOOL. I pushed back the sheath and manipulated the naked RED ROD with curious and bold fingers. I felt myself grow moist between my legs and I realized that I desired to have sexual relations with the dog. I had on no undies underneath and I pulled up my dress. I moved towards the BIG HUNGRY DOBERMAN and he moved towards me, sniffing between my thighs. I hadn't had a bath in several days and I guess I really stunk enough to attract him. His tool grew VERY RIGID between his legs and he began sniffing and licking me with a kind of urgent desperation. I thought about the dog's condition ... no female dogs kept around ... so the big males were bound to be horny. Horny around prison women who had no men to bring them sexual solace. It was a winning combination I realized as that BIG HOT VELVET TONGUE moved between my thighs, nudging my ripe clitoris. I spread my thighs wider and played with my HOT LITTLE CLITTY enough to get it standing out far enough to be swiped by that big AGGRESSIVE DOG TONGUE ... !"
"Ohooo ... BIG BOY ... would you want to love me ... ? Could you love me quickly so no one could find us ... ! You don't know how hungry I am for the feel of a dick ... any dick ... ! I can see you're almost as big as a man ... ! I bet you could satisfy me ... sugar ... !"
"Go on ... "
"I was about to bend over and allow the dog to mount me ..." Mickie gasped, "when I heard one of the guards shout out that I had escaped. I realized there would be a search ... so I began screaming."
"HELP ... OH, HELP ... PLEASE HELP ME ... !," I cried. "OHOOOO ... PLEASE HELP ... HELP ... HELP ... !"
"Four guards rushed in and I pretended to scramble on top of some boxes. I screamed out that the dog had tried to attack me while I was working and that I had run into the shed to escape but the dog had followed me and cornered me. The guards laughed and never realized I had enticed the dog into the shed. I wanted to masturbate desperately but I had to go back to work dreaming of having that BIG DOG DICK working inside of me. I told Maria about what had almost happened and she told me other women had used the dogs ... sometimes with the guards consent. Maria didn't like the idea too well ... but she didn't object too violently. I guess she thought it would be a long time before I was alone with one of the guard dogs again. As it turned out it wasn't too long. You've got to remember I hadn't been near a man for any length of time for almost six months. I had only indulged in lesbian love. I was desperate for SEX�any kind of male oriented sex. Even with a dog ... !"
"Go on ..."
"Something strange happened ..." Mickie blushed. "Leroy came by and got me and he had a huge Doberman with him. He said that one of the women had run away and would not give herself up until she had talked to me. I never questioned the story and no one seemed to notice Leroy taking me into the woods. When we were at least a quarter mile from the prison barracks Leroy stopped, took off a pair of handcuffs, fastened one of my slim wrists in them, and fastened the other end to a small narrow tree."
"I wanted to get you into the woods alone ..." Leroy grinned, rubbing the bulge in his pants, as he smiled giving full view of his twisted buck teeth. "I heard Maria telling another girl you had almost screwed one of our BIG GUARD DOGS ... ! I heard about you screaming in the shed ... and the other guards thought you were terrified of Bobo ... ! But I knew better ... I could tell by the hot feverish look in your eyes that you wanted to HAVE SEX WITH HIM ... !"
"I was sickened as Leroy approached me and removed my prison gown ..." Mickie nodded. "I felt his hands move to my breasts. He commanded his big canine companion to approach me. I was surprised to feel the huge CANINE TONGUE working between my back legs."
"Bend over, sugar, and perhaps Satan will LOVE YOU WITH HIS BIG DOG TOOL ... ! If you want a dick all that bad why not take his? I know you women go crazy for a little peter ... ! I've always been careful�but you look very willing. Go ahead�try Satan�and if you move to suit me I might SCREW YOU myself ... !"
"Leroy didn't wait for me to move. He jerked me down on all fours and held my buttocks apart for the HUGE FROTHING DOBERMAN. The dog moved in and licked furiously. I could turn my head and see the BIG HEAVY TOOL hanging between his hind legs becoming urgently aroused. The BIG RED KNOT began to swell as the dog moved towards me. All at once Satan jumped up behind me and shoved his BIG FIERY ROD between my thighs. I thought he meant to enter my ass but he shot his BIG DRIPPING DICK right into my slit. I moved back, after moaning a cry of surprise,, and shoved my slit against his HARD ANGRY DICK! I squeezed it as it moved in and, oh, gawd, you can't imagine how damned good it felt. Six months without a man ... without anything but a soft tongue moving inside me ... and I was ready to attack anything with a BIG HARD TOOL hanging on it. I shoved back and embraced that tool with wild abandon. It moved deep inside of me, creating an urgent fever that left me weak and helpless. My legs turned to water as that HUGE CANINE moved in deeper and deeper. I cried out as he lunged and the knot swelled, creating the most delicious sensations you can imagine. I cried out and had a WILD SCREAMING ORGASM. Leroy had to silence me by shoving his BIG RAW RED TOOL in my mouth."
"Shut your damned mouth and suck this a minute ... !," Leroy gasped, moving swiftly. "Can't have you altering everyone that you're having an ORGASM ... ! That's supposed to be one of the punishments you're made to suffer ... ! No man ... but the books say nothing about depriving you of GOOD HOT DOG SEX ... !!!"
"Go on ... "
"I groaned and gasped ..." Mickie blushed. "Of course I wildly fellated Leroy's tool. His face wasn't much but he had a BIG HARD ROD that left me gasping for breath. I promised to remain silent about what happened after I brought Leroy to an orgasm and sucked every DROP OF HIS HOT LIQUID LUST down my throat. Leroy looked at me and laughed as he let the dog lick my slit."
"Baby ... if you think the Dob is big you should see the WALLOPING BIG DICK on the bloodhounds ... ! Old Cecil and Sky both got eight inch prongs with big red knots! Enough to make any girl scream with pleasure. Our dogs don't get any sex either ... so I believe in letting them mess around with the women if it can be kept quiet. How would you like to try out one of the BLOODHOUNDS when I get the chance to take one out a while?"
"Oh ... gawd ... I'd love to feel a BIG URGENT DICK up my slit ..." I gasped, masturbating my wet slit. "OHOOO ... do you want to do it to me, Leroy ... ? I used to get fifty bucks a trick or better outside. Now I can't even find a dick if I'd give it away ... !"
"Lay down, sugar, and no funny stuff ... !"
"I felt my tummy quiver as Leroy unzipped himself and released his BIG BEAUTIFUL HUNK OF RAW RED MEAT ... ! He covered it with a rubber and when I protested he had to tell me it was necessary because maybe someone would begin an investigation if I came up pregnant while I was in prison. I reached my free hand to touch that BIG BULGING ROD. I guided it to my throbbing slit and gasped with surprise as it entered me. Leroy took his time, drawing out the ecstasy to the very last moment. I moved up to embrace him and he shoved in deep and hard."
"Not as good as a DOG-SCREW, BABY�but maybe it will help!"
"OHOOO ... LOVE ME, LEROY ..." I gasped. "OHOOO ... LOVE ME, HARD!"
"Did you enjoy it?"
"It was the best thing I had had in months. That HORNY GUARD was shoving his HOT HUNGRY TOOL into my flaming slit and pumped me towards my peak. I was so desperate I cried out and begged him for more. I was so lusty he came seconds before l was ready to pop ... leaving me hanging. I moved my URGENT FINGERS TO MY TWAT the moment Leroy pulled out all soft and ashamed of himself. I tore at my HOT VIOLENT SEX with eager fingers, bringing myself the culmination of pleasure that Leroy had just missed making me have. Leroy laughed at me laying there naked in the grass wildly masturbating my raw, wet sex. He zipped himself up and spat in the grass."
"To you the dogs could do it better ..." Leroy frowned. "I always come too quick. But I have my fun�even if you don't ... !"
"Oh ... Leroy ... you made me feel good ..." I gasped. "You and the dog both. Oh, I'd love to SCREW THE BLOODHOUND ... ! I'd love to feel his BIG EIGHT INCH TOOL shoved up my twat until I couldn't take anymore. You've got to arrange it, Leroy ... ! I'll suck you ... anything you ask ... but get me that BIG HORNY DICK ... !"
"Leroy promised me he would. Then he dressed me and marched me back to camp. I hadn't been missed and he put me to cleaning up the kitchen until time to do other chores. After that Leroy had his eye on me and took me to the woods at least once a week. I told Maria what had happened and she thought I had gone crazy ... ! She said she'd never seen anything uglier than a bloodhound ... ! I thought they were ugly too ... but their BIG FAT DICKS turned me on ..."
"You enjoyed doggie-sex?"
"Satan had given me a better orgasm than Leroy. The dog had the kind of mating motion that could turn a girl on!"
"You had other experiences?"
"Every week�like I told you ... !"
"With the dog?"
"With the dog and Leroy ... !"
"Did you try the Bloodhound?"
"You bet I did ..." Mickie blushed. "Let me say right now that size and weight is no real indication of a dog's MASCULINITY!" I laughed when I saw the sad-faced bloodhounds and thought that Leroy must have been out of his mind to think that a dog that ugly could satisfy me. I laughed right in Leroy's face and told him to bring back the Doberman ... that at least he had a breed big enough to handle me."
"You're misjudging this here animal ..." Leroy interrupted, suddenly reaching under SKY's hind-legs to manipulate the tool encased in the hairy sheath. "This here dog's got a tool bigger than any two Doberman's. I reckon I know what I'm talking about ... and I can just as easily show you ... ! Let Sky get the scent of your big HOT PUSS and you'll find he does more than just trail people ... !"
"I stared and all at once that canine's tool began to swell. It was a sizeable organ I must say ... and the more that Leroy manipulated it the bigger and the longer it got. I thought the dog was long and stocky but his RAW CANINE MEAT was even larger in proportion to the animal. It was a good seven, if not eight or more, inches long ... !"
"My gawd ... that fellow's really hung ... !"
"And he really knows how to MOVE THE MEAT ... !," Leroy blushed. "He can take care of you better than me and the Dob together. I'm doing you a big favor ... ! If old Cy Crawford caught me using his Bloodhounds for love-bait he'd skin me alive. So you gotta show me you're grateful, gal, or else I won't do you no more favors!"
"Get him in ... !," I gasped, dying with passion for the well-endowed beast. "I had little concern for the fact that BIG POUNDING TOOL was hung on an animal. When you're starved for love ... like women in prison ... you'd as soon close your eyes and take a spade to bed as a honkie. At least the dog was clean and considerate."
"Did he please you?"
"I thought that animal meant to split me in two when he entered me ..." Mickie gasped. "His tool was FAT, HARD AND ROUND ... ! It moved right to the spot where it would do me the most good. Old Sky began pumping in and out ... thoroughly excited by the first taste of human puss he had had in a long time. The dog seemed as starved for love as I was. He moved fast and with a fury you find only in the canine or animal world. I never felt such wild abandoned passion moving inside of me in my life. I spread my thighs and moved back to Sky ... sucking his BIG BULGING DOG TOOL in deep and hard. I closed my twat down tight against his FIERY ORGAN and gripped it as hard as I could. The dog panted and thrust that much harder, shoving me over the raw edge of passion within seconds ... !"
"OHOOO ... SKY ... SCREW ME ... !," I gasped. "SCREW ME HARD WITH YOUR BIG RED DOG DICK ... ! SHOVE IT SKY�UNTIL IT COMES OUT MY EYEBALLS!"
"That dog moved in and out and it seemed that he would never come ..." Mickie blushed. "He lunged and plunged with all of his strength. He shot his BIG ROUND RED TOOL into my puss as far as he could and believe me I've encountered very few men that big. I was very much surprised and very much satisfied with the quality of the beast I was having erotic contact with. I groaned and moaned and Leroy had to unzip himself and shove his TOOL into my mouth to keep me quiet."
"SUCK MY BIG HARD ROD ..." Leroy chuckled. "SUCK MY BIG RED RAW TOOL UNTIL I SHOOT MY HOT LIQUID LUST DOWN YOUR THROAT. LET ME CREAM YOUR TONSILS WHILE SKY CREAMS YOUR ASS BUT GOOD ... !!!"
"I eagerly participated in a wild act of fellatio ..." Mickie frowned. "I even moved my fingers to Leroy's testicles and sucked them into my mouth. All the While the BIG HOT DOG-DICK moving in and out of my vagina was sending me straight up the wall with wild sensations of pure unadulterated ecstasy!"
"OHOO ... LOVE ME ... YOU DOG ... ! SOCK IT TO MY ASS ... ! OHOOO ... !"
"I couldn't get enough ..." Mickie gasped. "When the dog dismounted and licked his sore tool it gave me an idea. I pushed his head away from that BIG DELICIOUS DICK. I moved my mouth around that dog's tool and I began sucking ... sucking ... sucking ... nursing at that limp dog member until it began to swell again right in my mouth."
"SUCK IT GIRL," Leroy gasped. "SUCK THAT DOG'S BIG RAW RED DICK ... ! SUCK IT UNTIL YOU GET IT HARD ENOUGH TO SCREW AGAIN ... ! SUCK ... ! Suck ... !!!"
"You followed instructions?"
"I sucked Sky until he was up again. Then I permitted him to mount me and I fellated Leroy's big URGENT TOOL until he moved down my throat, grabbed my hair and my ears and groped out all manner of profanities. Leroy shot his HOT LIQUID LUST down my throat until he almost choked me with the full volume of his passion."
"What happened next?"
"I didn't have as long as I liked with the dog ..." Mickie blushed. "Leroy was afraid to keep him out too long or to get him too tired. He didn't want any big officials getting suspicious. I kept telling Maria what happened to me and she thought I was sick. She tried to please me but nothing felt as good as a BIG POUNDING DICK WORKING ROUGHLY UP MY ASS ... !"
"Someone I confided in must have talked because several days later Bubbles called me into her private 'sanctuary' which is what she calls her office. I knew something big was up because Bubbles stays busy with the new inmates and quickly forgets the old ones. She was probably going to call me down on the carpet for something I'd done, or something she'd heard I'd done."
"I get word from the grape-vine ..." Bubbles chuckled, "that you've had a BIG OLD BLOODHOUND chasing the scent of your panties ... ! Now, I know lots of strange things go on here ... things maybe that shouldn't ... but then we're all human you understand ... ! I don't begrudge anyone having their fun ... but you've been put here to be punished ... not sample all the FRUITS IN THE BASKET! I know who's to blame ... and I know you've been having your jollies. Why didn't you share your secret pleasure with me ... ? I like secrets ... ! You've never told anyone what we did when you first came here ... ! I like a woman who can hold her tongue ... ha ... except now and then it's fun to see it wag in certain ways ... !"
"Go on ... "
"Bubbles kept asking me to describe what the dog did to me. I had to tell her or she'd taken that big old bull-whip off the wall and she'd have slivered up my flesh worse than sliced bacon ... ! I told her how the dog had licked me and then drove his BIG THROBBING TOOL into my slit. Bubbles noticed that I became excited even talking about it and she smiled ... a grin which seemed to spread from one side of her face to the other ... !"
"You liked it, didn't you girl?"
"Maybe ... !"
"No maybe to it, baby ... ! I can see the fire in your eye ... ! I know how horny women get without men ... ! It leads them to do things they wouldn't normally do if they had any choice. Now if you were outside, free, on your own, would you think of screwing a dog?"
"NO ..." I admitted, suddenly feeling a deep sense of shame. "But because you're here ... and you have no other outlets that damned DOG'S DICK looks pretty good, huh?"
"Could be ... don't torture me with questions ... !"
"I intend to torture you, baby, but in a very erotic way ... !"
"I thought Bubbles meant to suck me and lick my ass again ... and make me lick her rectum ..." Mickie frowned. "I was dreading it ... which was why I was so surprised when Bubbles opened the door and led the huge BLOODHOUND in on a leash."
"Mangy looking animal ..." Bubbles frowned. "But still he comes in handy now and then ... !"
"Hello ... Sky ..." I whispered.
"Why don't you take off your panties and give him the scent ... !," Bubbles laughed. "You can hardly sit still in your chair until you get at him ... ! Seems his dick is a little hard down under all that hair ... ! Yes, I think I'd like to watch you LOVE THE DOG ... ! I'd like to see his BIG FAT DICK shoved up your gash ... ! You're at our mercy, you know ... and I can do with you pretty much as I please. The death of that new girl was most unfortunate ... entirely an accident�I hope you believe that ... !"
"I don't feel very well ..." I lied, not wanting Bubbles to watch me with the dog.
"I think you look well enough to take on Sky. By gawd, you'll take off those thin panties or I'll carve them off of you ... ! Now which is it ... !"
"When Bubbles moved to grab the whip I dropped my panties. I tried to jump out of them so fast I tripped, stumbled, and landed in a heap on the floor. Sky moved to my side, licking my face with grave concern."
"Don't do that, silly ..." I gasped, "you're playing right into her hands ... !"
"And you'll play into my hands too, you reluctant bitch ..." Bubbles shouted, lashing the sharp-tongued whip through the air. "You'll learn to screw and suck when I give the orders. First I want to see you take that RED DOG DICK INTO YOUR MOUTH! I want to see your mouth, lips and tongue work it everywhere. And don't forget to suck those BIG FIRM TESTICLES TOO! Don't want to neglect them now, do we?"
"I had no choice but to do as she asked ..." Mickie blushed. "Sky stood motionless as I moved towards him. I didn't mind doing it ... it was just having her watching ... with that shit-eating grin on her face ... that upset me so. I felt the whip lash against my backsides ... biting into my tender buttocks. I lifted Sky's tail and manipulated his BIG PENDULOUS NUTS ... ! I held one out and moved my mouth and lips towards it ... ! I nipped it lightly and sucked it into my mouth. I moved my BOLD FINGERS TO CARESS THE BIG HEAVY ROD HANGING INSIDE THE HAIRY SHEATH. I pushed back the sheath and exposed the BIG RAW RED DOG DICK ... ! I kissed and sucked both testicles momentarily, hungrily awaiting the moment when I could fasten my lips around that dog's tool. I moved my mouth between Sky's legs and took him hungrily into my mouth. All at once he began to lunge and force his IMMENSE DRIPPING ROD into my mouth."
"Pull off when it's full sized and let me see it ... ! I've heard rumors that mangy dog's well-hung ... ! Any moron could sling a dick better than some of these guards around here. Let me see his equipment, bitch ... !"
"I shoved back the sheath and exposed the fully erected organ. It was almost a full eight inches with a three inch knot or larger slightly back from midways. Bubbles giggled and scratched her now exposed TWAT with eager expectation."
"Now get down on the floor and see if you can take ALL OF IT ... !!"
"I obeyed and I shocked the hell out of the old lecherous BAG by taking every damned inch of the FAT DOG DICK into my twat. I thrust back onto it. I had gone without it so long that I craved that BIG FAT DRIPPING TOOL DEEP IN MY SLIT. Bubbles seemed to come alive. She sat in her swivel chair, on the very edge with her HAIRY SLIT exposed. She had her finger in her gash working wildly, plunging in and out, as Sky moved behind to mount me. I thought Bubbles would go through the ceiling when Sky began pumping in and out with that particularly frantic motion that is so characteristic of canine sex. I held my breath and felt myself respond with a burst of passion that left me gasping for air. I felt the HOT WET JUICE running down my legs and the feeling of that dog GUSHING INSIDE OF ME. I thought Sky would never quit squirting ... ! He clung to me and Bubbles howled with laughter."
"DAMNED HOT-ASSED BITCH LIKES A GOOD DOG SCREW, HUH? Well, baby, every day you can come into my office and take your medicine!"
"As Sky was still gushing into me old Bubbles slid her chair over to us. She spread her legs and pulled my face right into her HAIRY LOVE NEST. She ordered me to LICK AND SUCK HER WHILE THE DOG SCREWED ME IN MY HOT GASH!" I moved my tongue to her repulsive slit and got the hot stench of an unwashed puss. I almost got sick. I concentrated on the pure raw pleasure moving in and out of my box and I mechanically performed an act of ORAL LOVE upon the laughing Bubbles."
"EAT MY BOX LIKE A GOOD GIRL NOW ... I," Bubbles laughed, leaning back in the swivel chair as her belly shook. "Take your hot tongue and ream it up my twat ... suck hard ... and don't neglect the little clit ... or big clit as the case may be ...!"
"Bubbles was a hundred and seventy pounds of blubber ..." Mickie blushed. "She was ugly and fat and domineering�but every girl in the place knew that she'd have to bend to Bubbles will at one time or another. I kept my tongue lashing her thick twat as Sky moved wildly in and out of my vagina. When the dog dismounted Bubbles grabbed my hair and forced me to remain between her legs."
"Just because that HORNY HOUND'S petered out don't mean you have ..." Bubbles laughed. "You can lick my gash until your jaws ache ... ! If I liked men I'd be tempted to screw that dog myself. Later I'll get Old Cecil and see if he's got any steam. Old Cecil's getting some age ... but maybe a good screw would do the dog some good. Cy says Old Cecil's the best damned bloodhound he's got. We might find out if he's any good banging puss! EAT ME BITCH ... ! EAT ME UNTIL MY GASH IS RAW ... !"
"I slurped between Bubbles fat thighs for the next half hour. She pulled my ears and abused me until I thought I would faint. Once I got her going I shoved her towards her orgasm. I lashed her fiery clit with my mouth, lips and tongue and sucked her deep into my mouth. Bubbles rubbed all over my face and the stench of her AROUSED SEX nearly knocked me out ...! ! Once I had her under control I pushed her over the edge ...!"
"OHOOO ... gawd ... SUCK ME ... SUCK ME HARD ..." Bubbles cried. "I'M COMING ... COMING ... OH, COMING ... UMMMM ... EAT ... EAT ME ...!"
"I turned that domineering woman into a blob of helpless quivering flesh. I sucked her deep into my mouth as she lay screaming with passion. Only when she was well over her peak did she release me."
"You're pretty damned good with that HOT TONGUE OF YOURS. You see to it I get sucked every now and then and I'll see to it you get a round with Cy's bloodhounds several times a week. Better leave old Leroy alone�all the girls who have had him call him 'jack rabbit'. He ain't had many girls� mostly plays with it by hand ... !"
"I have to do it if he asks me ...!," I interrupted. "I mean he kinda gives the orders."
"He can't hurt you none ...!," Bubbles chuckled. "You be good to me and I'll see you get a few extra favors. You haven't got too long here, baby, and you'll be on the outside again. Might as well get the best of you while I can ...!"
"I cooperated with Bubbles. She was good to me in her own way. But she was hell on wheels with the girls who tried to change things, or who tried to report things that went on. One girl tried to spill to one of the officials about how the guards abused the girls ... and she ended up in the infirmary with her jaw broke in two places and several broken ribs. Stool pigeons aren't tolerated ...! A gal who's behind bars had best play along ... until she's a long ways away from that place."
"You had relations with the other dog, old Cecil?"
"Baby, did I!," Mickie laughed. "Old Cecil must have been close to ten years old. His skin hung in big wrinkles and he had sad eyes. He also had a BIG HARD PRONG that probably hadn't been UP in ages. When I got my hand wrapped around that dog's tool Cecil became instantly erect. His ears twitched and he got a HARD-ON that was immense. I took it in my mouth and old Bubbles diddled herself. I got it hard and then allowed the old hound to jump on. Old Cecil didn't have the reckless energy of Sky ... who seemed to be able to screw for hours ... but Cecil had more control and he knew how to POUND HIS EIGHT INCHES OF ROCK-HARD PASSION into me ...!"
"I did it with Old Cecil more to do the dog a favor. The old fellow just couldn't get it moving fast enough to turn me on ... but he got me hot and wet with passion ... so that when he jumped off with the GOO OOZING OUT THE END OF HIS DICK ... Bubbles was able to mount me and shove a six inch dildo into me from the rear. The old guard got her jollies. She threw me down on the floor and buried her face between my thighs until I thought she would suck me inside out ..."
"Ohooooo ... Bubbles ... gawd, I can't take any more ..." I gasped, after her frantic tongue had been working me a good half hour or more ..."Oh, let me suck you ... ummmmmm ... come here, darling ...!"
"Continue ..."
"Sucking her repulsed me but it was still better than allowing her to chew me to death. I brought her to a wild series of multiple orgasms and she collapsed on the floor, laying on her back, with her eyes moving wildly as her fingers caressed my bare breasts."
"Such sessions became habit?"
"With Bubbles and Leroy the guard ..." Mickie laughed. "I was glad that very few girls tried to escape because some nights those damned bloodhounds might have been too tired to trail anything. Leroy was sneaking them to me ... and he didn't know about Bubbles. So the dogs got me several times a week and I've got to admit it allowed me to keep my cool."
"Prison life became more tolerable on account of the dogs and my few sessions with Leroy. I was released from prison shortly after that and I wondered how I'd make it in the outside world. Bubbles seemed sad to see me go but she kept hoping she could break in a few other girls to take on the dogs."
"I may get a nice big well-hung guard dog of my own ... ," Bubbles laughed. "Maybe I can train him to lick me while he shoves it to some of the new 'cuties' who come in ...!"
"I didn't feel any guilt just then ...," Mickie related. "But after a few weeks ... after I got a job ... and found people so nice to me ... I began to feel wretched about what I had done. I think women with prison records have a much easier time than men ...! I began dating a few of the guys who worked where I did ... and I was having sex almost every night. One of the guys, Tony, had a big St. Bernard in his apartment ... a friendly frothing male pup almost a year old. Tony thought it was funny how horny the dog got around me. I remembered how things had been in prison and I wanted desperately to forget that part of my past. I slapped the dog whenever it tried to lick me ... because I knew given the chance that huge animal would have it's HOT HORNY TONGUE fastened right around my clitoris! Tony got pretty upset, asked me what kind of a woman disliked dogs ... and he gave me the cold shoulder."
"I'm crazy about Tony but I just can't take that dog licking me and making over me. I can't tell Tony how uncomfortable it makes me feel .or what bad memories it brings back ...! I think I'm developing an abnormal hatred for dogs. I had begun to fall for Tony until this happened. Now that we're no longer dating I'm lonely and depressed. I need help before I let things get the best of me ...!"
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
Prisons, even those designed specifically for women, are less than comfortable and often rife with perversion and debauchery. Guards and prison officials are often corrupt. Women who are confined for petty crimes often become involved in a world of vice and corruption that would astound the outsider. Only those who have lived in prison, who have been confined for a series of months, even years, can tell the true story.
Lesbianism is most always present, involving the majority of women, who seek the sexual companionship of their own kind in order to find some form of release and erotic companionship. Newcomers are quickly seduced into the ranks and often 'gang-bangs' take place during which time several lesbians may forcibly rape the new prison inmate.
Mickie found her confinement in a woman's prison shocking and debauched to the extreme. Because she suffered from a lack of contact with men, she found herself fantasizing about the big male guard dogs who patrolled the premises. Mickie relates that her first sexual thoughts about the male animals took place in wild dreams that often woke her during the night.
In BEAUTY/BEAST, author Roger Blake observes ...
"Of much more significance I think is the percentage of females who have dreams about engaging in sex relations with animals. Dreams are the mirror of the mind, the storehouse of the subconscious, long a vital element in psychoanalysis." (5)
Mickie relates that she was excited by the sight of the male dogs and began fantasizing, mostly in dreams, about having erotic contact with them. One day she gets the chance to stimulate one of the dogs and does so. Later she is seduced by one of the guards and his lusty male dog. Mickie relates that under normal circumstances she would never have given in to such a depraved act�but DEPRIVED OF MEN�she willingly accepted the canine male substitute.
Although Mickie now feels that she is sexually depraved I assured her her extreme lust was the result of having been deprived of adequate male contact over a long period of time. She comments on how pleasing it was to her to indulge in long bouts of oral sex with her male canine companions.
In A DOG IN MY BED Michele Michaels notes ...
"Equally shocking to the uninformed was the practice of oral relations between humans and dogs. The oral sex act is apparently indulged in as frequently among the trained doggie set as among their human counterparts. Male and females alike were found to enjoy stimulating their canine companion orally, and often completed the act, much to their mutual pleasure. The average stud dog finds this ... much to his liking. His sexual excitement is genuine, and the experienced stud dog will lie entranced by fellatio for as long as an hour without moving." (16)
I assured Mickie she was not depraved. Her present loathing for male dogs is closely tied to her past physical experiences. I suggested she continue analysis for a short while until she was able to put her past, present, and future into proper prospective. Mickie is not a bestialist. Her experiences with dogs were the result of extreme sexual deprivation�and, fortunately, she has no desire to repeat those incidents now that she is once again a free woman.
CHAPTER SEVEN: Sex Dogs For Sale
Because the demand for 'sex-trained' dogs has skyrocketed during the past few years a new breed of dog-trainer has come to the foreground, using his special knowledge of dog habits and anatomy to reap huge financial rewards.
Dog breeders who once barely earned enough from puppy sales to stay in business are finding much higher profits to be reaped from the training of sex-trained dogs.
In A DOG IN MY BED author Michelle Michaels observes ...
"The training of the family mutt is not restricted to the sexually obsessed individual alone. It has developed into a lucrative business of such magnitude that it now extends coast to coast. The sex dog trainer has it's expert trainers, jealously guarded training techniques, equipment, advertising codes and even a jargon of its own. If the dog-loving deviate prefers not to bother with the training of his own canine sex partner, he has only to contact one of the countless sex kennels or trainers and place his order. Even the selection of the 'right dog' for the specific individual has become a fine art. Questionnaires have been devised whereby the trainer can determine immediately which breed of dog would be best and which tricks would most please the buyer. It is an illegal but highly profitable business which grows fatter each day by feeding on the sexual frustrations inherent in our present day society." (16)
The sexual tastes of the public are becoming more and more bizarre as old taboos are toppling under the weight of the 'Sexual Revolution'.
Acts of oralism and analism are receiving wide acceptance and dogs are willingly included in the sexual lives of many sane and quite intelligent persons.
In A DOG IN MY BED Michelle Michaels observes ...
"Conventional sex is obsolete. Sexual obsession, once thought an unpardonable sin, has become commonplace in our lives. Every day the public becomes more and more aware of the existence of bizarre sex practices, acts that would never enter the minds of most 'ordinary' people." (16)
Where bestialists were once thought of as perverse they are now recognized as 'off-beat' and 'unconventional'. Many perfectly happy and normal couples are including the 'family pet' in their sex lives and finding the addition of a talented dog a real 'plus' to their marriage.
I interviewed Pete and Janice Breedlove after a close friend told me of their plush kennel which specialized in the training of 'sex-dogs'. I was able to obtain an interview with the provision that their true identity and location never be revealed. Janice and Pete were most cooperative and seemed to be out for more than the 'quick money' often reaped in the sale of such specially trained pets.
"Pete and I started out as swingers ..." Janice began, tossing her golden blonde hair to one side. "We both wanted more out of marriage than just a dull monotonous existence. Pete's a real gambler ... and I had quite a nice layout to develop this whole thing. We got into the sex-dog business quite by accident ... more because of the demand placed on us than any desire of our own."
Janice is a tall, pert and attractive housewife in her early thirties. She has nice full breasts, wide hips, and a kind of sensual smile that assures you she is broad-minded about everything relating to sex.
Pete is a tall, dark-haired man in his late thirties, a brilliant conversationalist and a shrewd businessman. Pete has been the organization man, the backbone behind their booming sex-pet business.
"Yeah ..." Pete smiled, fingering the silver western belt, that held up his tight fitting levis. "We got into this whole thing by accident. I never knew the profit that could be made from this business until we got into it. Now I have more orders for sex-trained dogs than I can fill. I'll let Janice give you the details of how we got started. I'm going to check out a dog a friend just brought in ...!"
"Pete can't keep his hands off the dogs ..." Janice blushed, with a shy smile. "You asked for details and of course I'm going to have to be blunt with you to give you full details. I don't mince words ...! You might have to edit out a few things if you put my story in print ...!"
"Go ahead ..."
"After about three years of marriage Pete and I became swingers. We got hold of the correspondence club magazines and found quite a few swingers in our nearby locale. Pete and I aren't jealous of each other ... which is one reason that we got so much out of swapping. You see ... after you've scored with another partner ... and you both talk it over ... it brings you that much closer. You appreciate each other that much more realizing that your marriage is built on freedom and understanding. My husband is pretty big in the sex-department ... 91/2 inches at full tilt. You can bet he's popular with some of the girls!"
"Do you like big men?"
"I like big men ... big anything ... as long as it's lively and it's masculine. In case you're wanting to ask but are afraid to�I work out with the dogs myself. When you know the full details you realize that dogs are much cleaner sexually than humans. They don't carry disease and it is a fairly enjoyable experience. I'm not more fond of the dogs than my own husband. But, yes, I do enjoy a good DOG-SCREW now and then. When we began swapping we found out. that so many others wanted to share our one sex-trained pet, a little miniature collie, named "Laddie". When people saw how obedient our dog was they wanted theirs trained just like him. Friends were always calling up and wanting to borrow "Laddie" for a party. I complained pretty much because your own 'sex-dog' is a pretty personal thing ... and you don't want him in every SNATCH to say the least. The demand got to be so much that we had to stop lending Laddie ... and then we were getting requests to train people's dogs for sex."
"Pete was pretty upset so when he told people he wouldn't train any dog for under $200 we were pretty damned shocked when our friends, all pretty well-to-do, began going out and buying dogs for Pete to train. His first prospect was a two year old Dalmatian named Happy who just loved slinging his BIG RED DICK around women ...! Happy was trained in less than two weeks to perform coitus, to perform cunnilingus and he even did some light fellatio. The Myersons were glad to pay Pete $200. When they got their dog back. Another couple bought a big Gordon Setter and paid Pete $200 in advance to work with it. His name was "Buster" and he was very easy to train. I got in on the action and Pete gave me half of what we made."
"I began to see a lot of money in the business of raising and training dogs. My husband has his own business which his partner manages so Pete has lots of spare time which he could devote to a side-line if he wanted. We built half a dozen kennels out back and bought a few Labrador's, a German Shepherd, and a young Dane to train. At first we worked with unregistered animals ... until we got into big money ... and then we realized we needed a good front ... and so now we sell nothing but AKC dogs for the most part. However, if a real promising youngster comes along, and he doesn't have any papers, and he seems to be a natural ... we develop him. We've sold some pretty ugly dogs ... but you can bet they were well-trained. If a friend comes along and wants their dogs trained we charge so much per trick ... depending on how much we can teach the dog and how long it takes."
"What do you mean by 'trick'?"
"Tricks are the different sexual stunts, sexual acts really, that a dog can be trained to perform. Dogs are pretty much like people in that they have their own likes and dislikes. And dogs can be trained to do everything, sometimes even more, than a human sexual partner. We have dogs who perform coitus, fellatio, cunnilingus, who are receptive to oralism and analism and who will do just about anything to please their masters."
"Do you sell more male or female dogs?"
"Mostly males ..." Janice blushed, smoothing her short red skirt. "Male dogs can be used by both men and women. A bitch dog can only be used when she's in season ... which is only about once or twice a year. Male dogs are as well endowed as some men ...! My favorite is a Dane we own named "Hammer". He got that name because he slungs away almost forever ... nailing his BIG PRONG in a woman's vagina with real finesse. You can bet he's almost as big as my husband and twice as lusty. We give all our sex-dogs a whopping portion of wheat germ oil ... high protein diets ... and we get good results ...!"
"How do you tell if a dog is going to be good at sex?"
"You have to work with him ... !," Janice laughed. "You need a dog who is friendly, outgoing, lovable ... one who is healthy and has lots of energy. You don't just train the dog to mount a woman ... screw ... and lay down. You have to teach them 'key words', different phrases, that have a specific meaning for that dog. You can't have a sex dog jumping all over guests and trying to rutt. They are trained to do certain acts on a specific command and not until that command is given. We could train a dog to screw in a day or two ... but the real training takes weeks of patient effort and constant attention. If you have a sex-trained dog he must be well-mannered. You don't want everyone guessing your secret. That is why it is so expensive to train a sex-pet."
"You've developed the training process into a fine art?"
"We like to think so ..." Janice answered, lighting a cigarette and tossing the match under her foot. "Our dogs are going to be so well-trained that they won't cause their owners embarrassment. If they don't measure up we dispose of them or have them put to sleep. We had one promising Greyhound who loved to screw ... but he just wouldn't learn to do it on command. It was a shame because he would have made a lovely sex-pet. He was so virile, so fully potent. We finally sold him to a man who had a female Greyhound just before we had decided to put him to sleep. A sex trained dog who isn't under control at all times is a definite threat to its owner. My husband will not sell a dog until it's finished. Pete handles all of the details ... I merely help out when a little LIVE ACTION is needed."
"You'd be surprised at the prices people pay to have their dogs trained. One woman from Italy had her male Irish Wolfhound shipped to us to be trained. She's willing to pay $600 to have the dog trained right. One of our swap friends got us that job and believe me we'd like to get more orders that size. Of course she wants "Cedric" to do every trick in the book ... take it anally, perform coitus, perform cunnilingus and fellatio, and of course submit to oral sex. We keep "Cedric" in our house and we both work with him in the evenings. He's almost fully trained after almost three months here ...! Just a little more work on his commands and he'll be ready to fly home. I think the woman paid $1,500 for her pet. She promised Pete a good bonus if he could get Cedric to do everything."
"Do most dogs pick up that many 'tricks'?"
"Not all of them ... no ..." Janice paused. "You're limited by the dogs intelligence and instinct. We use a lot of drugs and instruments and we even do a little surgery in our line of work. Nothing major ... just some slight alterations to enhance the dog's sex appeal. The woman who is having Cedric trained is reputed to be somewhat of a nympho. Fortunately Cedric is young enough to be fully potent and virile enough, as long as he's kept on a diet and given lots of wheat germ oil, to be used several times a day. However any dog can be abused ... and too much sex will make one weak and useless. We always instruct the owners concerning their pets so that both dog and owner can enjoy a fruitful relationship."
"How big is an Irish Wolfhound?"
"Cedric weights a little less than two hundred pounds right now ..." Janice noted. "Before you leave I might even give you a little demonstration of just how well-trained our dogs are. You've got to remember that there are a lot of lonely, frustrated people in the world and that many of these dogs fill a genuine need. We realize society thinks the habit of "dog-loving" is sick ...! But neither Pete nor I agree. Doggie-sex harms no one�not the owner and certainly not the dog. It is disease-free, it goes on behind closed doors and it brings relief to many frustrated people who may have real problems. Pete and I don't agree that dog-loving just adds another problem. In many cases it's a good solution. Of course, neither of us is qualified in psychiatry ... but we know a hell of a lot of people who are intelligent, prosperous, who are broad-minded and who use dogs for sex. And until we see reason to believe otherwise we'll continue to train dogs for people who want them ...!"
"You realize your business is illegal?"
"Listen ... we run a legit kennel ..." Janice frowned. "Sure the dogs we sell are all older dogs ... we don't fool with pups ... unless we raise a litter and train them. We pay taxes on the kennel and no one has yet asked us why sometimes a plain mutt sells for $20. We try to be discreet. Pete and I make our living entirely through contacts. We do occasionally run a ad in a correspondence club wanting to meet other dog-lovers and sometimes we meet a live one who brings us business. You've got to learn how to feel people out and how far to go with them. We try not to overcharge for our dogs ... but when you consider the time, training, and expense ... we've got to get a fair price for them. If we keep a pup from birth until it's fully sex-trained at maybe sixteen months we've got a lot tied up in board and feed alone, not to mention the sixteen months it takes to train the animal. A few people have complained of our high prices and Pete always tells them to go to the S.P.C.A. and pick up a mutt and train it themselves. We've gotten dogs that the owners have tried to sex-train. Believe me the people are willing to pay us well to do the job."
"Okay ... it's reasonable to assume you have high expenses. But doesn't it embarrass customers to tell you what they want the dogs for?"
"Listen�if they've come far enough to find us they're willing to go the rest of the way to tell us what they want. Women are a little more shy than men as a rule ..." Janice frowned. "There's always an exception. Like Mrs. Prendell who brought us a big bull dog who had absolutely no desire for sex. Mrs. Prendell was a widow, a lonely woman, who had always wanted a bulldog and who had finally gotten one. She was furious because the animal wouldn't respond to her sexual advances. Pete took the dog and worked with it, even gave it certain drugs, and unless the animal was heavily dosed with testosterone it wouldn't show the slightest interest in sex. Mrs. Prendell was shocked, assuming any dog would do what comes naturally, but she finally had to sell her bulldog and go to a more virile breed. She settled on a huge Irish Setter and paid $450 in all for it ...! She was able to unload her reluctant bulldog on a local breeder who gave her $200 for him. I guess the breeder figured the dog could be stimulated once a year to get it up ...!"
"Tell me more about how your dogs are trained."
"We don't like to give away trade secrets ..." Janice smiled. "But we use a variety of objects. We use dildoes for anal and vaginal penetration, something we call a 'bitter bottle' which teaches the dog to be gentle when he sucks."
"What is a bitter bottle?"
"It's used in training dogs to give oral sex. Obviously since the dog is going to be handling some pretty sensitive and vulnerable anatomy he must be restrained ... not too eager ... and of course he must not BITE ...!!"
"Obviously ..."
"For this purpose the 'bitter bottle' is used on the dog as a pup ..." Janice began. "It's a nipple of two layer construction. Between the two layers is a substance of extremely bitter taste�made up of alum, cayenne pepper and a saline solution. One enthusiastic nip and the pup punctures the first nipple releasing the solution which burns his tongue ... and teaches him right from BITE ...! One or two such unfortunate incidents arid the pup learns to suck gently to get the milk. You always get a few dogs who refuse to bottle nurse after that ... but most will come back to seconds on the 'bitter bottle' and they're usually gentler on the sucking next time. Once they learn not to bite the nipple we try to teach them to suck harder."
"How old are these dogs?"
"Two months up to a year ..." Janice revealed, smiling awkwardly. "You've got to keep in mind that a dog will nurse forever if you let it. A dog taken off its mother learns to bottle suck and will continue to do so into full adulthood if you keep offering it the nipple. We train our dogs this way ... from pups ... and as they get older we make the size of the nipple hole smaller so that the dog has to suck harder to get it's reward. By the time the dog is a year old he's learned two things ... to suck for pleasure, and not to bite into the nipple. Slowly we transfer this knowledge to good use and the dog learns to fellate a man's BIG IMPATIENT DICK ... ! We spread a little milk on a male organ ... sometimes a dildo ... which may have warm milk inside and be definitely 'penis-shaped' ... and sometimes we give the dog the real thing ... if we think he's ready. The dog is smart enough to move his tongue about ... to suck hard ... and we encourage him to keep it up until his human partner ejaculates! Most dogs respond readily if they've come his far ... because sucking has become a natural thing for them! Teaching a dog to perform fellatio is one of the most difficult tricks that there is ...!"
"Do your dogs also perform orally on women?"
"Of course ..." Janice frowned. "It's one of my favorite activities. For example Hammer will cunnilingue me for hours without trying to mount me. Hammer will lay on the bed or the couch with his big soft wet nose shoved between my QUIVERING WET THIGHS and he'll tenderly lick and nurse at my RED SWOLLEN SEX ...! He knows how to lick the pubic lips, how to take each side individually into his mouth, and then he slowly inserts his tongue deep inside my QUIVERING GASH and drives himself deep as he sucks even harder, carrying me slowly and surely, towards an eventual orgasm that leaves me well-satisfied and very much aroused."
"How do you train dogs to perform cunnilingus?"
"Usually some special substance is used to stimulate the dog to lick that area. Some dogs naturally enjoy the taste of a woman's come ...! I've known of some owners to complain that their dogs liked it too well and were often quite reluctant to perform coitus on command!"
"How much do you charge to teach a dog that particular trick?"
"Oh, from $50 to $75 depending upon the animal and how long it takes. Teaching fellatio can cost up to $200 because it takes such a long time ...! The shorter the time it takes the cheaper it is for us, naturally."
"What else do your dogs do ?"
"Lots of things ... !," Janice frowned. "Dogs, both male and female, are brought in to be trained to take it anally. This is best attempted when the pup is young and can be conditioned slowly to the act. Begun at a older age some dogs become pretty rowdy when you begin shoving things in their Tectums ...!"
"What do you shove up there ...?"
"A variety of things ... fingers ... different devices."
"Be more specific ...!"
"If we raise a dog here from a pup he's going to be trained from a pup and he'll sell for about $450 or better. We won't raise a pup unless we intend to teach it everything so we can get our money out of it. As pups we start them on the 'bitter bottle'. We also wear rubber gloves and cautiously penetrate the pup's anus with a gloved finger. With puppies you're often giving enemas�so gradually the young dog becomes accustomed to you working around it's genitals. We fondle their LITTLE SOFT DICKS when they're little, move fingers into their rectum's, encourage them to suck hard ... shoot, I might as well tell you, we had a special 'bitter bottle' made in the shape of an ERECT TOOL ...! It's one of our secrets ... the shape gets the pup used to having a hard penis-shaped object in its mouth. Anyway, the pups are stimulated in every way, and regularly. It will have a probing finger in its rectum every day ... and as the dog matures we switch from fingers to larger objects such as dildoes ... which increase in size until they're as large as the average male organ."
"Does your husband penetrate the dog himself?"
"Usually ..." Janice laughed. "We don't have any outside help. We do it all ourselves. Then there's no one to talk ... and if we get caught we know it's our own doing. You have to be kind of quiet about an operation such as this ...! When my husband introduces the dog to ANAL SEX he mostly sticks the very tip of his BIG HOT TOOL into the dog's rectum and sometimes at the same time Pete will masturbate the dog's dong ...! This distracts the dog so it's not thinking about what's going up its ASS�and it brings even more pleasure. After the dog is used to a BIG LUSTY ROD moving in and out of its butt it will stand for anal intercourse without masturbation. Any trick is a slow process which is done by degrees. You just don't wham a COLD STIFF PETER up the dog's tail and expect it to cooperate. That's why sex-dog trainers charge so much ...!"
"I see ... "
"You're learning ... !," Janice frowned. "What you don't know is that there are some real sickies in this racket too. A Mr. Murchison has a bitch Brittany which he keeps doped on prolactin so that the dog is constantly producing 'milk'. Pete doesn't approve but he keeps the dog producing milk to satisfy the owner ... who gets down on the floor on all fours, for gawd's sakes, and sucks MILK from the bitch dog ...! As long as that man empties the milk ducts every day the poor dog will continue making milk ...! That bastard doesn't do anything to "Brenda" except suck her dry of milk ...! Pete says he sometimes cries like a baby when he's sucking ...! Of all our customers he's the only really 'sick' one I know of ...!"
"Well, teaching a dog to accept acts of oralism is pretty easy since most dogs enjoy being sexually fondled. One woman sought our help after she bought a Dalmatian and had an unfortunate experience when she first tried to suck it's tool. She brought the dog to us and said it tried to bite her. She said she had gotten it trained to copulate quite easily but that she had been bitten when she tried to get down on the floor and NURSE AT THE BIG HARD CANINE TOOL!"
"Why would the dog bite her?"
"The animal thought she meant to hurt it ..." Janice frowned. "You take it slow with any strange dog. We convinced her that her Dalmatian needed to be trained to screw only on 'command' and after giving her a few verbal demonstrations of what could happen if her dog tried to 'rutt' just anyone she agreed it was worth $150 to get it to do both tricks on command."
"What if the dog refuses to learn what you try to teach it?"
"We never charge the customer unless the dog learns completely ..." Janice affirmed. "My husband is trained to spot a dog that just won't learn. He phones the owner early and tells them the dog just isn't good enough ... and there's no expense to the owner of the dog if it fails to respond to training. In this case my husband got the dog to copulate on command only ... so that it would sit motionless when I walked about the room BARE-ASSED NUDE ... with my slit stimulated so that the genital odors were quite strong ... !"
"When my husband says "screw" the dog will get up and go into action. When he says "suck" the dog knows to lick�but not until the command is given. Any other command, even a word similar, will fail to excite the dog and produce the desired response. The woman was very pleased when she could nurse for hours on her Dalmatian's HOT DICK ...! She gave Pete a $10 tip and told him she would bring him more business."
"What are the most popular breeds?"
"That's hard to say ..." Janice sighed. "Women prefer Shepherds, Labrador's, Irish Setters ... and men's taste range from tiny Pomeranians to big Sheep Dogs. We try to match the people with dogs we have on hand ... and if we don't have the right dog ... we'll get it and train it as long as the new owner puts down a sizeable deposit to insure us that he's really interested."
"Aren't some people ... particularly women ... reluctant to tell you of their desires?"
"We hand out a fifty question 'questionnaire' which covers almost everything. It's multiple choice and from the answers given we can determine the size and breed the person wants. We'll even take "Bankamericard" and "Master Charge."
"Do you give green stamps?"
"No ... but we guarantee our dogs to be satisfactory ..." Janice laughed. "When we accept a check we have it understood that the dog can be used for 48 hours�during which time we'll take the dog back if for any reason it doesn't measure up to complete satisfaction. After that time we'll still take the dog back if the owner suddenly becomes dissatisfied ... and give a partial refund. Sometimes owners get tired of certain dogs and want to trade them in on new ones."
"So you also sell 'used sex dogs'?"
"In a way ..." Janice frowned, straightening her tight form-fitting sweater. "It's not a practice you encourage but when a person moves, or gets tired of a sex-pet, or has to dispose of it for one reason or another we try to be understanding. We don't think a good 'sex-trained' dog should end up in the pound. We may give the owner half of the original purchase price back, or less, depending on the shape and age of the dog and the demand for it at the time. We can always sell 'sex-trained' dogs and if we can buy an already trained one back and resell it at a profit we've killed two birds with one stone ... we save the dog from a lonely life where it gets no sex, and we've rid the owner of a burden. We very rarely put a dog to sleep ...! Sometimes if they're no good for sex when they come back we find good homes for them free of charge!"
"You all are 'dog-lovers' then?"
"In more than one sense of the word ... yes ..." Janice laughed. "We have a genuine respect and concern for dogs ... and all animals we train. Pete worked with a baboon for a while ... even suggested buying us one to keep up at the house ... but I wanted nothing to do with it. I don't mind baring my HOT LITTLE ASS now and then for a good DOG-SCREW or a good DOG-SUCK but I don't want any slobbering primate fooling around with my ass. I guess it's just dogs that turn me on in a sexual way ...! My husband will relate to any species that will respond to sexual enticement ... and one time he even trained a miniature pony ... an Austrian mini-horse ... to lay on its back and be 'ridden' by its master. I had to help out that time ... to the tune of $300 ... and it was worth it. That little pony we named "Tricky Dick" and he was a cute, and very cooperative fellow. His owner, who had a big snatch, could take almost all of that little horses' tool!"
"You and your husband have a satisfactory sexual relationship ?"
"You better believe it ..." Janice frowned. "I'm a very jealous wife ...! Pete can mess around with dogs ... but he better stay away from other women! I watch him around the dames who come for sex-dogs. They're usually a HORNY BUNCH who'd screw anything with SIX INCHES OF RAW RED MEAT ON IT! Pete has to work the dog and woman together ... and things can become pretty intimate. I have a glass window installed so I can stand on the other side and look in and see what's going on all of the time. The customers think it's a mirror ... but it's a two way device ... where they can't see out but I can see in. Very handy when you want to watch and not be observed watching."
"I see ...! And you got into this business from just having a sex dog who was popular with your friends?"
"Right you are ... !," Janice giggled. "We didn't get in business and look for customers ...! Our friends actually put us into business and became our best customers. Most of our dog-lovers are swappers and now and then we get an order for a 'party dog'� one who will have sex with lots of men and women in a party situation. They sometimes cost as much as $700. because, while many dogs will have sex with their owners, most aren't too keen about swinging in a swap situation ... where they become CANINE LOTHARIO'S to a bunch of HOT-ASSED WOMEN ...However we do train "party dogs" and we charge way up there for them. We've gotten lots of calls for sex-trained dogs from people at parties who have swung with one of our specially trained 'party dogs'. They're always a good advertisement for us so we train them well ... and they bring us more and more business."
"Any kind of dog you don't train ...?"
"Ha ... now that you mention it it is kind of funny ..." Janice frowned, lighting a cigarette. "Pete knows a guy who keeps coming by with this grouse dog ...! He says his dog won't hunt to suit him and he keeps asking Pete to work with him. He's heard that Pete handles dogs ...! You should see my husband stammer about and tell the man he doesn't train "hunting dogs". That long-winded old gent just stands there, rolling himself a chew, staring at his grouse hound, and then he'll ask blankly ... "what other kinds of dogs are there?"
"Sounds amusing ....'Of course your husband doesn't tell him the truth ...!"
"No ..." Janice laughed. "He always tells the man he handles dogs for the show ring ... not field dogs. The old guy mumbles something about "if you can train one dog you can train em all" and poor Pete looks so relieved when he leaves. One night Pete said he was tempted to take the old hunting dog and teach it to screw the old man up the ASS ...! Thinks it might keep the old geezer at home and off our doorstep. Pete's on the lookout for a good grouse dog so he can get the old man off his back. No telling what the old snoop might discover if he hangs around long enough."
"How long have you been in business?"
"Five years ..." Janice frowned. "Listen ... I've got to cut it short ... almost feeding time ... you know ... but if you care to come up to the house I'll give you a demonstration of how I work out with one of our dogs. That Irish Wolfhound we've got has got an immense dong ...! I can take it all. If you'd like to watch I don't think Pete would mind if we went up to the house a bit ...!"
Being reluctant to do more than verbally inquire into the training techniques of the 'sex-dog' I hesitated to accept the invitation. Janice smiled but seemed to understand. At the conclusion of the interview she laughed and told me if I ever need a dog to get in touch. And again she laughed and said ... "that is if you mean to hunt more than quail!"
PSYCHOLOGICAL COMMENT:
I found Janice and her husband, Pete, to be a most interesting and sexually versatile couple. They both admitted they felt no shame whatsoever in connection with their occupation. Both Janice and Pete felt that dog-loving was a safe, sane and inexpensive way of having fun when other outlets were unavailable. Both admitted they indulged sexually with their dogs and both admitted they had a more than satisfactory marital relationship.
While Janet and Pete are not bestialists in the full sense of the word both indulge their dog-loving whims privately and publically in group sex situations where such 'sex-trained' animals are used by every member of the group. Such swap-oriented dogs are called 'party dogs' and often sell for fantastically high prices because of the intricate training involved and many other factors.
Not all dog-lovers are backwoods morons. In CANINE SEXUALIS author W. W. Waine observes ...
"Surprisingly enough, the most frequent offenders ... are those persons, both male and female, between the ages of thirty and forty-five. They are for the most part those persons in their most productive years of their lives, mature of mind, well-educated, financially secure. This is not to infer that senior citizens or the youthful do not indulge ...For the most part they seem to accept it quite casually as a part of their lives and suffer no apparent guilt or remorse from their perversions." (24)
Most people who purchase sex-trained dogs feel little shame over their bestial habits.
In CANINE SEXUALSIS author W. W. Waine verifies ...
"They generally feel no abnormal perversion in their favorite pastime. It is to them nothing more than a personal pleasure and the intimate companionship of a personal friend. In their opinion it is physically satisfying, mentally stimulating and causes no anatomical or medical damage to either participant in the game. It is therefore a matter of personal preference and quite acceptable if done in the privacy of one's own surroundings. Furthermore it is a convenient pleasure ... in which they may indulge at any hour of the day." (24)
As long as mankind suffers the temptations of perverse sexual desires, and as long as he continues to seek new and more unconventional methods of sexual satisfaction there will be those who will provide him with his favorite vice.
Janice and Pete are both dog-lovers who feel that they are doing a favor for themselves and friends by providing them with properly-trained canine sex companions.
As W. W. Waine observes in CANINE SEXUALIS ...
"The extent of the dog's depravity is limited only by the corruption in the mind of his owner. Deprived of his instinct to breed with his own kind he will come to accept the human substitute." (24)
CONCLUSION
We have concluded our investigation, in part, into the intimate lives and loves of those who indulge in bestial sex crimes with a wide variety of specially trained SEX-PETS.
Bestiality has existed down through the centuries and is as old as recorded history itself. It is not a problem that has just recently developed although certainly it is being accepted more openly now than ever before. Bestiality had its beginnings with the emergence of man from the dark history of his animal past.
In CANINE SEXUALIS author W. W. Waine observes ...
Canine sexualis, sexual indulgence between humans and dogs, is as old as recorded history. It isn't a product of the beat generation, the swingers, lend-lease arrangements, or the hippie movement. It began with prehistoric man, carved irrevocably upon the walls of his Stone Age caves in crude but unmistakable illustrations." (24)
That man deliberately trained the dogs to satisfy human sexual needs is obvious from the popularity of this practice in the past and today, when all forms of 'taboo' sex are now receiving wider acceptance. Because the dog has been such a good and faithful companion, sexual and otherwise, his need has not diminished.
In CANINE SEXUALIS W. W. Waine observes ...
"Canine sexualis did not evolve by accident. There are four ways man discovers things ... observation, imagination, deliberate research, and accident. The caveman may have accidentally discovered the pleasures of dog sex, but it did not gain accidental popularity with every era of civilization and in every country through the ages. Observation, imagination and research are deliberate reactions. Man has deliberately cultivated the perversion." (24)
That man is still training dogs and other pets to satisfy human sexual needs is witnessed by the case histories of psychiatrists, social workers, and is even being openly confessed by those devotees who gain a strange sense of satisfaction from confessing their secret vice.
In many cases bestial contact can be a dangerous form of recreation ... bringing sometimes lethal injuries to those who indulge with beasts such as horses, ponies, and other animals which are genitally larger than the men and women they are forced to have relations with. Even a tie-up between a woman and a dog can result in painful injury requiring medical attention if either should become frightened and the 'tie' be forcefully broken.
As well as physically harmful, the practice of animal sex may result in an overwhelming dependency upon animals as sexual partners and may cause such obsessive guilt as to drive the victim to contemplate or carry out an act of suicide.
Bestial sex is not something to be embraced lightly, without having given sufficient thought to the consequences. While it is pleasurable to contemplate, and perhaps enjoyable, at first ... it may produce mental and physical side-effects, deep psychological guilt and many disturbing reactions which are not first obvious those who in a moment of weakness indulge in debauched animal passion.
Man's curiosity is unlimited which can be witnessed by the extremes to which he goes to find sexual satisfaction. Unlimited profits are being reaped by those who raise and train sex-pets and sell them to the public who will do anything, buy anything, to satiate their jaded sexual appetites. World-wide the 'sex-circus' has become a familiar spectacle and respectable men and women pay fantastic prices to see girls in connection with large beasts such as bulls, horses, ponies and snakes ...! The extent of man's sexual depravity is almost unlimited ...
While bestiality is wide-spread today as in the past there are a great many conflicting opinions being expressed: by psychiatrists who maintain it is a form of sexual perversion; by anthropologists, many whom feel it is a most natural human instinct; and by those animal lovers themselves who see little or no harm in their activities.
No one seems to agree except to note that animal sexual contact is even more popular today than in the past. Although it is a criminal offense to have carnal contact with an animal we may gratefully conclude along with H. L. Bagley who affirms in THE BEAST SEEKERS ...
"The average penalty in the United States for the crime of bestiality is from two to five years imprisonment, although it is probable that today, with this country's emphasis upon psychotherapy, except in the most backward areas, few Americans would actually be imprisoned for this offense." (1)
In this age of constant changes in our morality, in our social and sexual structure, we may live to see the day when bestiality in its various forms will be accepted as but another form of man's strange sexual behavior.
