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 There was something unusual about the day, I could already sense it. 
Beyond the fact that you had said there would be a surprise tonight; the
way you acted just sent tendrils of fear along with the anticipation that
usually greeted your announcements.  My usual demeanor was unchanging, a
flippant answer given instead of gratefulness.  But, then, you expected
nothing less.  Your last words more threatening as you promised to ensure
it was more memorable than ever.



   I arrived back at the house after running a few errands.  The one part
of the surprise known was that you were having a small gathering.  Even
while rushing through the errands, irrational thoughts plagued me...  from
the thought of being passed around the group like some common slut, to
being sent away.  It wasn't as if you hadn't warned me often enough that my
attitude would sooner or later bite me in the ass.  It was merely that it
was the way I was.  Something about pushing those certain buttons in you,
pushing you to the edge of your control, awoke something primal in me.  It
made the inevitable surrender that much sweeter for some reason.  Even
knowing the ubiquitous control you had over me, those reminders just made
the connection that much deeper.



   It didn't take long to arrange the various snacks and drinks along the
tables.  Taking the time to shower and prepare took a bit longer.  I knew
from your comments that acting openly about what I was to you, was demanded
of the evening.  Standing nude before the closet, fingers rifled through
the scandalous attire, before finally selecting a short silken skirt, a
matching shirt of the same tones was almost too sheer.  Admiring the look
in the mirror, I thought for a moment that it was good the lighting was
low, too bright and there was nothing hidden by the material.



   I heard your voice, talking with others as I returned to the main room.
I paused a moment outside the door trying to gauge the mood of the evening;
but, your voices were too low for me to truly hear a thing.  All eyes
turned to me as I entered, a quick look about the room showed six pairs
beside yours.  I tried to exude confidence as I walked in fully to the
room, moving to stand near your side.  You suggested your guests help
themselves to the offerings as you took a moment with me.  Your grip rising
to grip the back of my neck lightly, you pressed me ahead of you out into
the foyer.



   Standing there was another man.  My feet stalled a few steps from him,
something evil shimmering around him.  Without benefit of warning, your
steps carried you into me; a soft sound escaped on my exhale, feeling the
already thickened length of your cock press into my shapely ass.  I could
see the man smirk, knowing easily why I had stopped.  He stepped forward
instead, his eyes boring into mine, as your hands slid around me; one at my
waist, the other cupping the underside of one breast through the material.



   As he neared, stopping just close enough that a deep breath would have
pressed nipples hardened by your touch into his chest.  I couldn't look
away from his piercing gaze, never noticed the movement of his hands, one
reaching forward and gripping my skirt to lift it upward.  The other one
snaked between thighs I had not thought to bring together.  The motion was
too quick, I could feel something cool pressed into my bared folds.  My
brain finally registering his actions; I tried to move away...  but, you
held me fast.  His thick fingers curved and began stroking into my pussy,
no matter the cold, seeming disinterest of his actions, despite the fear
that clawed within me, I could feel myself slickening, a fiery heat seeming
to engulf my silken sheath.

   Your voice whispering in my ear; telling me that my nature had been
overruled.  Promising not a word of protest would escape my lips.  Ensuring
me that within moments I would be the perfect begging slut...  that
anything put before me would be craved...  that I would be overcome with an
unquenchable need that I would do anything to cool.



   I started shaking my head, one of those rare moments outside of sensual
frenzy, that I echoed the words...  "Please...  Master...  don't do this...
please." I knew the smirk was on your lips already as I said them, felt my
body responding.  My hips were arching toward the stranger, fucking myself
on his fingers, allowing more and more of the viscous fluid to fill my
core. My heart began racing, fingers clenching on your tanned forearms, I
couldn't believe the suddenness of the orgasm that raced through me.  As
the aftershocks began to quake, I heard the stranger tell you that it was
time now; that I would have no relief until you provided the antidote.  You
offered to let him stay and watch; even to let me ease the obvious erection
that tented his jeans; but, he shook his head in decline and handed you the
antidote.



   My fingers already pulling at my own clothing, it felt itchy to my
sensitized flesh.  The drug working through my system already ensuring
compliance and ease as I stripped the last of it away.  You pushed me back
toward the living room, to the awaiting group of strangers.  Already leery
of your plans, even in this state, I couldn't believe you were sharing me
with all of these men.  But, entering the room left me even more shocked.
Where there had been just six men before, there were now six men and six
dogs; with a whistle Beast soon joined the group.



   I felt your hand on my shoulder, pushing me to the floor.  A shove of
your booted foot sent me crawling into the middle of the room.  The drug
was fully infusing my senses now; my lush curves swaying with tantalizing
promise.  I felt all eyes on me, man and beast, and it only served to make
me more heated; to make the need rise.  Beast knew his place well, already
walking over to nose at my bared cunt.  His tongue rasping over lewdly
swollen folds.  I heard the small whimper of need, belatedly realizing I
had made the noise as I backed into Beast, urging him to mount me.



   The press of his wide paws on my shoulders preceding the nudging of
cockhead at my cunt folds.  Lowering my shoulders like an obedient bitch, I
felt his cock slide into me.  His heavy sack slapping against my distended
clit as the other dogs began to tug at their leashes.  At some unseen
signal, the leashes were released.  The newly packed dogs began nosing at
me, small nips of teeth were felt all over.  Their large cocks slipping
out, weeping fluids to drip upon the floor.



   The building climax drove me into frenzied need, even as I inhaled the
scents of the other dogs' lusts.  Finally one moved over my face, rising up
over me, his paws joining Beast's on my back, his cock lunging at my face.
Hungered lips opened for the cock, sliding to its base on a single thrust.
The two worked somehow in tandem, plunging into me, taking their pleasure,
even as I finally pinnacled.  Screaming out around the relentless cock, my
own juices spurting over Beast as his filled me.  I felt them both pulled
away before they knotted, already just breaths after the first, I was
craving another orgasm.



   Dripping dog cum from my cunt, you lifted me, and laid me back over a
low sturdy table.  My head and ass hanging off the respective edges.  My
raw throat pleaded for attention, pleaded for relief, begged to be fucked.
Another large dog loomed over my cunt, I tried to lift up to it, mindless
of the picture it painted.  Somewhere deep inside I knew I should be
fighting it, but, I was unable to stop.  Feeling its cock plow into me, I
looked around madly for another, reaching for the Mastiff closest.  My hand
reaching for its shaft; stroking it, pulling him close enough to wrap my
lips around it.  Moans of pleasure vibrated its cock as it stroked my
swollen lips.  I heard the frenzied males nipping and barking around me,
owners situating them to stand over the sides of the table, my hands
positioned around their cocks.



   Masturbating their cocks, the four dogs became maddened in their rush
for completion.  The all-consuming sensations sent me rocketing.  Barely
the breath to scream as the Mastiff's balls slapped into my face.  I bucked
beneath the first, my cunt spasming around his cock.  They all seemed to
ratchet higher with the release of cream, feeling the two dogs at my sides
arch once more, the cum spewing over my breasts as I milked them.



   The Mastiff's cock exploded between my lips, I swallowed down every drop
before he pulled away.  My body starting to arch to get him back.  I cried
out suddenly as the first dog finally came, but, unlike the rest he kept
pumping away.  His knot was almost unbearable in abused hole; he was stuck
there for some indeterminate time.  My hands slid over my chest, rubbing in
the dogs' creams, laving my breasts with it, before bringing palms to my
lips, licking up the excess like a starving whore.



   And again, I needed more.  A feral beg from my lips, your chuckling
smirk heralding dark comments.  Reminders of your warnings.  Reminders that
it could be far worse.  Your hand fisting in my hair, as you and another
maneuvered me and the dog down to the floor, twisting me so I kneeled over
the knotted dog.  The last dog to approach was foaming at the mouth even as
he shoved into mine.  Eagerly suckling his cock as if my belly wasn't
already filled with cum.



   You ordered Beast once more to mount me from behind.  Commanding him to
rape my ass.  I felt his precum slicked cock poking there as your hands
splayed tender cheeks.  He knew the word well, and shoved into me
mercilessly.  The fit more tender than ever with the knotted cock in my
cunt.  There thrusts were insanely cruel.  I felt myself driven into orgasm
after orgasm.



   Just before Beast came, I felt his teeth sink sharply into my shoulder.
It was the last thing I truly felt in the moment.  The unending lust, the
continuous orgasms finally driving me to darkness.  I collapsed upon the
dog beneath me, completely unaware of my surroundings.



   I was unsure how long I was out.  Only that when I woke, the living room
was empty of everyone but you.  The dogs and their owners having
disappeared.  The moment I became conscious, I felt the drug once more. 
Trying to shake myself to wakefulness, I crawled to you.  I begged you to
fuck me, to make it stop.



   You laughed at me...  mocked my utter despair.  Your smirk ever present
upon your lips.  You ordered me to turn, to offer myself up like the slut
beast I was...  demanding I display myself as the whore I was...  like your
whore.  Finally slamming your darkly engorged cock into me...  I felt the
sudden release of the drug.  Not that it changed how I behaved for you... I
still begged you...  still needed you to fill me...  that never required a
drug.  I was already too far under your spell.