Unlikely Master 3
Kaitlynn arrived at 8:27. Her face and tits were
already covered with Master’s shit and a small helping was
squished up into her sopping cunt. Her seat was wet with
her own piss and the shitty leakage from her dirty pussy.
She had a large dildo in her lap, the head slick and brown
from recent use, and a strong, bitter taste lingered in her
mouth, the combination of flavors from her own butt-plug and
Master’s piss. She had done everything the blonde had
command, messing herself, playing with her dildo and sucking
her butt plug when people were watching. She had been paced
by a truck drive for nearly ten miles – she thought he was
jerking off as he watched her, but she could tell for sure.
She had done everything. Everything, except show up on
time.
The woman charged out of the large farm house as
Kaitlynn parked her car. She was wearing a bright sun-dress
– it was fairly obvious she wore nothing underneath at least
not a bra, not with the way her weighty boobs bounced as she
rushed up to the car, furious.
Kaitlynn stepped out of her car, her face down to the
ground to avoid meeting eyes with the woman. She was
embarrassed from her nudity and filthy condition and was
well aware that some punishment awaited her from her
tardiness. It couldn’t be helped – traffic was terrible,
and Kaitlynn had wished it had been otherwise. She would
have proffered driving quickly and avoiding the stares.
Master bound out of the car and rushed to greet the
blonde. She paused for a moment to pet Master’s head and
call him sweet names, but it was only a hesitation and then
she was glaring at Kaitlynn again.
“You are late!” she hissed. “That will not be
tolerated!”
“Yes, ma’am,” Kaitlynn said, not knowing what else to
say. She couldn’t argue it – that would only get her in
more trouble.
“Mistress,” the woman corrected. “Thirty-two minutes
late. A lash a minute aught to be proper punishment, don’t
you?”
Kaitlynn stared aghast, her mouth gaping open. She was
not used to whippings and lashes – Master obviously could
not administer such punishment. Usually she got a rough
fucking from him, at worst, a harsh bite. She was shocked
that now she would be whipped.
Since Kaitlynn did not protest, not that it would have
done any good, the woman smiled and nodded. “Good. You
punishment shall be administered immediately.” She stepped
forward, placing Kaitlynn’s collar on her and attaching the
leash. She began to lead Kaitlynn towards a barn not too
far from the house, and Master happily trotted next to the
woman, his tongue lolling out in excitement.
The barn was full of equipment, tools both new and old,
several large trackers, a hay loft, and several empty pens
that smelled faintly of animals. She tied Kaitlynn’s leash
to a post, then made the naked girl reach up her hands to
hold some rod suspended from the ceiling by a length of
chain on both ends, securing her wrists to the rod with
thick leather cuffs. She then disappeared behind Kaitlynn,
out of view.
“Are you ready for your punishment, Bitch?” the woman
asked.
Kaitlynn swallowed hard and took a deep breath. “Yes.”
“Mistress!” the woman demanded, cracking what felt like
a thin stick across Kaitlynn’s bare butt cheeks. Kaitlynn’s
anus tightened around the butt plug that was still wedged up
her rear. Not having shit for a few days, she felt bloated
and full, and the sudden clenching made that only more
intense. If the plug weren’t so big, she would have thought
the whipping would force it out. As it was, however, she
knew that plug took a bit of working to ease it from her
sphincter’s clutches.
“Yes, Mistress!” Kaitlynn cried out, correcting
herself. The pain was amazing, a sharp, hot streak across
her left ass cheek. It stung, still, but the cool night air
blowing cross her body helped to ease the pain a bit.
“Good. Now we can begin. You will keep count
silently, and when I ask you how many times I have whipped
you with my riding crop, you had better give me the right
answer, or we will start all over again, do you understand
me?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
With that, Mistress let fall with the first swing of
Kaitlynn punishment, smacking her hard across the left butt
cheek with the crop once more. Her next slap landed square
on Kaitlynn’s right cheek, and so she alternated each slap
between the two, until she reached ten lashs. She paused
for a few seconds, and a dull, hot ache replaced the sharp
stinging in Kaitlynn’s rear.
“How many was that, Bitch?”
“Ten, Mistress,” Kaitlynn answered, her breathe coming
in heavy pants.
“No, Bitch, it wasn’t. It was only five.” Kaitlynn
felt the woman’s hand reach out a squeeze her left ass cheek
hard, saying “Five here. And five here,” she added,
switching her hands to her right cheek. “You must keep
better count, Bitch. Now we need to start over!”
Kaitlynn whimpered. The woman had meant 32 lashes on
each of her butt cheeks! 32 more for each! Kaitlynn did
not think she could handle such treatment.
The crop fell again and again, the lancing, hot pain
stringer harder, more fierce with every crack of the leather
tip against her skin. Kaitlynn’s voice rose in a cry with
each slap, louder with every coupling of swats until,
sometime in the mid-teens, she was screaming out at each
pain-filled crack against her rear.
“How many is that, now, Bitch?”
“That was twenty-four, Mistress.” Kaitlynn said,
dreading the question, fearing this cruel woman might
pervert the count again to keep the torture going strong.
“Very good, Bitch. You have learned to count. Can you
bear to take the remaining eight lashes you are due on your
ass?”
“No, Mistress,” Kaitlynn answered truthfully. Tears of
pain were swelling in her eyes even as she said it. Her ass
was on fire and hurt more than anything she had every known.
She desperately needed to shit; the bloating feeling itself
becoming very painful.
“Very well,” Mistress said, and Kaitlynn rejoiced to
hear that her punishment might end early. “Turn to face
me.”
Kaitlynn did so, the chains twisting about each other
to allow the movement. She was surprised by the site before
her. The woman was naked, her legs slightly spread to give
Master access to her pussy. His muzzle was buried deep in
the lady’s crotch, and while Kaitlynn could not see it, she
was sure Master was lapping away at her pussy. One of the
woman’s hands was petting Master on the head, urging him
one. The other clutched the raised the riding crop –
The crop arched down before Kaitlynn even was even
aware of what was happening. The leather tip swatted
directly against her left tit. She winced in pain and
grunted. The crop fell again, this time smacking her right
tit. Apparently her punishment was not ending early, and
her Mistress simply changed targets.
“Is this better, Bitch? Better than me lashing your
ass?”
It wasn’t, not really, but Kaitlynn groaned out a “Yes,
Mistress,” just before the crop hit her left boob again.
This time, the leather tip smacked squarely on her nipple,
and pain shot through her whole body, making her shudder in
agony. The right nipple received a direct blow, too, and
Kaitlynn screamed.
Mistress made short work of lashes, and though they had
received less abuse, Kaitlynn’s tits hurt more than her ass
now. Her tears streamed unabated from her eyes, now, and
she sobbed softly as she stood there watching Master’s
tongue bring Mistress to a hot orgasm.
Mistress strolled up to Kaitlynn and slid her hand up
the young girl’s wet thighs. “Look at this mess dripping
down you legs, Bitch. I’m dirty just touching it!” She
held her palm up to Kaitlynn’s face, and Kait immediately
began licking the skin clean. It was the bitter juices of
the liquefying shit in her cunt, but she licked and sucked
at Mistress’s proffered hand until every bit of the flavor
was gone.
“Very good girl,” Mistress said, patting Kaitlynn on
the head. She reached up and unstrapped Kaitlynn’s wrists
and then scooped up the leash and began to lead her out of
the barn and into the field. “Now, I have a chore for you.
You being the shit-slut that you are, you will love this.
You are going to make for yourself the bed you will be using
this weekend.”
Kaitlynn was confused by those words, but she said
nothing. She merely allowed herself to be led, looking
forlornly at Master as he once more happily trotted next to
Mistress. She felt utterly rejected by her lover, now.
When the blonde stopped, Kaitlynn looked up to see a
remarkable pile of shit. The smell was utterly horrid, and
the reaking mass stood in a large mound nearly two feet high
and twice that around. The areas around the side seemed the
most fresh to her, while under it all was just a dried up
mass from previous days.
Mistress grinned at her. “This will be your bedding,
but you won’t be sleeping here. You will need to move this
back to the barn and make yourself a nest there. It will be
where you sleep, where you eat, and where you shit for the
weekend. Won’t that be wonderful for you?”
Kaitlynn stared at the woman, completely shocked and
confused. How could she do this to her?
“You had better get started. I’ll be back out around
10:00, and you had better be done. Master and I will be
tucking you in for the night, then.”
Mistress began to walk off, but Kaitlynn called out to
her, “But, Mistress, how shall I move this?”
The woman called back, “You have hands, Bitch. I would
suggest using those.”
* * * *
Master and Mistress came to check on her at ten on the
dot, and in the hour that she had had to make her bed,
Kaitlynn had done a fair job. Her body was covered in shit,
though, especially her hands and chest, having to scoop up
the dung by the arm-fulls and lug them to the barn. She had
a little pile in the center of the barn with a dip in the
center for her. A nice cozy little nest.
Master sat some paces away, just watching. Mistress
strolled around the little pile, nodding a bit. “Get in.”
Kaitlynn immediately stepped into her little pile and
laid down on her back. Most of the shit was dry now, so she
did not sink into some wet sludge. More like she was laying
on damp dirt, but with a worse smell.
“Roll around. Coat youself.”
Kaitlynn did as she was told and rolled around,
covering her body as much as she could in the black mess.
“Very good. Now, Bitch, I want – “
A bark cut Mistress off, and Master trotted forward and
sat just outside the manure bed, his thick, red member
protruding from the sheath. Kaitlynn knew exactly what he
wanted, and she crawled on her hands and knees to his cock
and gently took it in her mouth. Master’s commands over-
rode anything Mistress was about to say, though the blonde
did add, “Try not to get Master’s fur dirty.”
Kaitlynn was filled with utter delight to be sucking
Master’s cock. He had wanted her again, and that made her
happy. She focused all of her attention on his cock, making
sure to please him like she never had before. She did not
touch him with anything but her lips and tongue, making sure
to keep him clean. It took a while, but Kait did not care.
She would have licked and sucked his cock for hours if that
is what he wanted from her. But it was not to be, and with
a little growl, Master unloaded his cum into her mouth, and
she swallowed it down. He let her suck his cock clean for a
minute or so after the last of his cum had shot down her
throat, and then backed off and sat back down to watch.
“Would you like more of Master’s cum?” Mistress asked,
a playful smile on her lips.
“Yes, please, Mistress,” Kaitlynn replied, wanting
nothing more than to please Master again.
“Good.” Mistress grabbed a handful of Kaitlynn’s
filthy hair and pushed the girl into her butt. “Lick my
ass, Bitch. Get your tongue in there and lick.”
Kaitlynn lapped at her anus, making small circles
around the wrinkled flesh. The hole opened and closed, like
a nostrils flaring with breathes. And then a trickle of cum
started to leak out between the puckered hole; cum tinged
brown from the shit in Mistress’s rectum. But Kaitlynn
lapped it up, knowing full well that it was Master’s cum she
was drinking from her Mistress’s dirty hole.
Mistress pushed hard, shoting a squirt of cum into
Kaitlynn’s mouth, followed by a small chunk of shit that
fired from her ass. Kaitlynn tried to draw back, but
Mistress held her tight and crushed her face harder between
her ass cheeks as she started to shit. The turd that
emerged smashed right into Kaitlynn’s face, and as Mistress
strained to push it out, it just continued to smear and
spread all over Kait, filling her mouth when she tried to
breath. Mistress humped her ass all over Kaitlynn, wiping
her shit all over her. She then pushed Kaitlynn’s head
down a bit and finished shitting on the poor girl’s hair.
Kait wiped her mouth clean so that she could breathe once
more.
The hot spray of piss splashed onto Kait’s dirty tits,
and Mistress pushed her down onto her back once more, her
golden stream now trinkling down onto Kait’s belly, wetting
the animal dung that coated her skin. Mistress ass gaped
again as a second piece of shit snaked out and fell onto
Kaitlynn’s flesh.
“Smear it in, Bitch. It gets pretty chilly at night,
and you need something to keep you warm.” Mistress laughed
and squeezed out another thick turd, adding to the mess on
Kaitlynn’s body.
Katilynn began coating herself. The animal shit
moistened up and, along with the fresh crap from Mistress,
her was now covering her body with a thick, muddy mess,
rubbing it on like lotion onto every piece of skin she
could. She made sure to cover her face and rub it into her
hair like shampoo. Soon she was nothing but a mass of dark
brown everywhere, and she knew that is exactly how Mistress
wanted it.
“I’d make you lick my ass clean, Bitch, but I think you
would just make it dirtier. God, look how filthy you are.
You smell worse than the animals.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Kaitlynn agreed. She was sitting up,
now, wiping shit into her legs and feet.
Master once more strolled up to her, and as he got
close to the nest of feces, he lifted his leg and began
spraying Kaitlynn’s body with his own piss. Kaitlynn leaned
forward, hunching down at her waist to try to catch the
stream in her mouth. The spray was erratic, and most simple
splattered against her face and tits, but a good few
swallows worth did make into her mouth, and Kaitlynn happily
swallowed them down for Master’s amusement.
When his urine ran dry, he turned his ass towards her
and barked three times. Kaitlynn immediately spun and laid
down on her back, her face under his rear. He squatted a
few inches, hovering above her face. Kaitlynn leaned up,
into black fur under his tail. Her tongue snaked up and
over his bunghole, slowly dancing across the crinkled skin
of his anus and the short, course fur that surrounded it.
She was greeted by the familiar taste of his musk and feces,
light though it was.
She lapped around for a while, earsing all trace of
flavor, and then dipped the tip of her tongue into the
proffered hole, pushing in slowly, as much as Master would
allow, until half of her tongue was pressed un into his
rear. She bobbed her head, gently fucking his ass with her
tongue and savoring the taste of his inner passages. At
first, it was empty spaces, but as his anus flares when he
pushed, her tongue slid even deeper, and a small, thick
chunk rushed forward to greet her taste buds. There was
another push, her her tongue slid a little deeper, her lips
only a breath away from his fur, now. Hot air seeped from
his rear into her open mouth, and the combination of her
tongue going in and his shit pushing out had encased her
probing organ in a soft, foul turd. It surrounded her
tongue completely on all sides, and her entire being was
alive and fully aware of the bitter taste. For a moment,
this taste, his taste, was her world, and she was consumed
by it. Everything else faded into darkness and all she knew
was the earthy flavor of her Master’s special gift to her.
His final push not only dislodged her tongue from
inside his rectum, but also forced the shit into her waiting
mouth. Kaitlynn knew her place, she knew what Master
desired of her. She had licked his asshole until he was
ready for her to accept his foul shit, and now she leaned
back onto the ground, her mouth open and ready to the rest
of his load, whatever Master felt she deserved as a reward
for her service to him.
Kaitlynn watched Master’s asshole, longingly. She
could barely breathe, her anticipation mounting. Was he
going to give her more? Was that it for her, one small
treasure to be savored? Had she not pleased him enough to
be gifted with more of his treasures?
At last, to her great delight, his ass flared wide and
a long log of shit slithered from his ass hole and fell into
Kaitlynn’s waiting mouth. Another piece and then another,
until her mouth was full and overflowing with foul-smelling
dog shit. When he finished, Master stepped away and then
turned to look at her.
Kaitlynn held his shit in her mouth. It was soft, as
usual, and her mouth was watering from the foul, wonderful
taste of his gift to her. She did not chew, not until she
was told, but her saliva was slowly dissolving his shit, and
she would feel a large pool of liquid crap forming in her
mouth. She waited for some minutes as Master and Mistress
did nothing more than watch her.
Usually Master would bark out his orders. Sometimes he
would command her to eat it. Other times she would simply
chew it and spit it out and cover herself with it.
Sometimes he had her pack her ass and cunt with his shit.
But she could do nothing with it until commanded. Like a
dog trained to ‘stay’ until released from the command,
Kaitlynn waited patiently, obediently, for his orders.
Sometimes he would take these moments after she had accepted
his offering to lick her to orgasm or he would mount her and
fuck her while she played with his shit, tasted it, savored
it. Those were the best times for her, when she could be so
richly rewarded.
But, to Kaitlynn’s great dismay, Master trotted up
behind Mistress and jumped up on her back. Mistress had
been with Master long enough to know this signal, and she
immediately dropped to her hands and knees to facilitate his
desires. Within moments, he was inside her, fucking her
with his hot, thick cock. He sought in her the pleasure he
normally took from Kaitlynn’s body.
Both Master and Mistress were facing Kaitlynn, and
Kaitlynn’s eyes were upon the two as they coupled before
her. Mistress was rocking her body back into Master’s as he
humped her at his furious pace. She was mumbling to him
between her gasps and cries of delight. “Look at out little
Bitch. What a filthy creature she is. She doesn’t even
deserve your cum out of my ass, Master. All she deserves in
the shit she’s covered in. Look how nasty she is. Lower
than any of the animals on the farm, Master. A lowly,
disgusting, despicable thing.”
Kaitlynn was utterly humiliated to have such things not
only said about her, but said in her presence. She felt
just like everything Mistress had said – after all, her body
was completely covered in animal crap, her mouth was full of
dog shit, and she could do nothing more than lie there and
watch her lover fuck another woman while she played the part
of a toilet. Her cunt was on fire, though, and she longed
to reach down and pleasure herself, but she was not allowed
relief, not until told she could do so.
Mistress was cum, and she was quite loud in her
proclamations of the fact. In fact, she came several times
before Master finally came inside of her. Their fucking had
lasted a good half hour, maybe more, and Kaitlynn had
watched every moment, feeling more and more dejected with
every thrust of his cock inside of her, but she obediently
held Master’s shit in her mouth. She had never even
considered doing anything else than waiting until she was
told what to do with it.
After a few minutes, Master finally dismounted and
Mistress stood, a stream of dog cum rushing down her leg
from her cunt. Mistress looked at Kaitlynn in disgust.
“What a nasty little Bitch you are, to have a mouth full of
shit like that. Take that shit from your mouth stuff it up
your cunt where it belongs, Bitch. A dirty Bitch like you
needs a dirty cunt.”
Kaitlynn’s eyes went to Master. She heeded his orders,
but when she did not comply with Mistress’s words, he lunged
at her, snarling and bearing his teeth as though he was
going tear into her flesh for not obeying her orders.
Kaitlynn jerked back with fear. He had not done that since
the early years of her training when she had not understood
his commands and he had needed to be especially harsh when
he was not pleased. She could not believe that she had been
so scolded for not obey this woman who was now, it seemed,
giving voice to Master’s commands in a way he never could.
Kaitlynn felt even more lowly after her rebuke by
Master. She scooped up a handful of his shit and began to
work it into her cunt. At least she was now able to give
her pussy some attention. She pressed the shit into her
cunt, forcing it deep and sighing with the pleasure of
feeling it slide up into her body. She wanted a hard
fucking, but the sensual feeling of the muddy shit filling
her was nice, too. Her hand felt lovely, sliding so easily
across her wetness, smearing her crotch with the foul mess.
She shuddered with pleasure as an orgasm quickly built up
inside her body, yearning for its explosive birth.
Mistress stepped down on Kait’s tit, shocking her back
to awareness. “I did not tell you to cum, just to fill your
cunt.”
Kaitlynn nodded, her mouth still too full to speak.
She scooped up a few more handfuls and packed her pussy
fully, until the shit was so tightly pressed in that it was
slowly oozing out on its own. She still had a mouthful, and
Mistress bid her to chew it slowly and swallow it down, and
she complied without the slightest hesitation.
“Very good, Bitch. You are not to make yourself cum
tonight or you will be treated more harshly than you can
imagine. Nor are you to take out your butt plug. I hope
you sleep well in your little shit pile. It suites you
perfectly. You will be woken tomorrow and breakfast served.
Should you get hungry before then . . . well, there is
plenty in your little bed there to satisfy your hunger.”
Kaitlynn watched them go, wondering what games the two
of them would get up to tonight while she tried to keep warm
by sleeping in a pile of shit. And now that Mistress
mentioned it, she was quite hungry, too. She had not eaten
since lunch, nothing save the shit, piss, and cum she had
just consumed. She was quite use to devouring Master’s shit
when he commanded it, but even then, it sometimes made her
sick to do so. Still, she would never get to sleep with the
fierce hunger that she was feeling now. With a sigh,
Kaitlynn gave in to the truth of it – she was nothing more
that a toilet fuck toy, and if toilets ate anything, they
ate shit. So that is what she had to do, now. She rolled
onto her side, covering herself with the dried manure like
one might do with a quilt on a cold night, and once her body
was fully buried, she took a handful of the foul dirt and
took a big bite of it.
* * * *
Horny, cold, wrapped in reek, and a little nauseous,
Kaitlynn did not sleep well most of the night. She must
have laid buried in her shit pile for hours before sleep
finally took her. Her awakening was a bit more abrupt. Hot
liquid splashed down her sleeping form, completely wetting
down the mound of shit covering her, turning her ‘bed’ into
a huge, viscous mud pit.
Mistress, dressed in a sheer blouse and daisy-duke
shorts, had dumped a bucket on her, and then another. It
was dark, golden liquid, very pungent and heavy. There was
quite a lot of it, and all was equally warm. Kaitlynn knew
it was piss, but she never would have known it was horse
piss if Mistress had not said so.
A third bucket was there, too, and it was not dumped
into the muck. Instead, after letting Kait unbury herself a
bit, Mistress held the bucket over the girl and tipped it
slowly to send a small stream down into Kaitlynn’s waiting
mouth. The taste was far more bitter than any urine
Kaitlynn had ever drunk, but she gulped it down eagerly, the
taste far better then the hideous flavor that lingered in
her mouth from last night’s dinner. It filled her up quite
a bit, drinking the whole bucket like that, and once more
Kaitlynn became painfully aware that she had not shit in a
few days. The plug was straining hard against her asshole,
and her abdomen was wracked with pain.
Mistress bade Kaitlynn get up and follow her, and she
led the girl out into the yard. She picked up a hose and
sprayed her down, using the full force of the stream. It
was terribly painful, and Kaitlynn shied away from the
geyser, but Mistress was very thorough, and when Kaitlynn
turned away, she merely followed up and kept the blast on
her. The water was icy cold, too, and Kaitlynn was
shivering throughout her long shower. Every bit of her was
cleaned, including her hair and up inside her cunt, which
actually ran brown for several minutes when the spray was
directed up inside her. The only place left unwashed was
her ass. Her body stung all over, especially her tits –
Mistress had taken great pleasure in directing the harsh
stream across her boobs and continually came back to spray
them again.
“I would not even clean you if it were avoidable,”
Mistress said. “This treatment is too good for you, but we
can’t have you making a mess of everything else you touch,
can we? After all, you still need to have breakfast, don’t
you?”
Kaitlynn perked up at that. She would love to have
something to eat right now. Her stomach, full of piss as it
was, desired something solid and nourishing. Mistress lead
her to what, at first glance, Kaitlynn though was a barn,
but when they got inside, she realized it was a stable.
“Your chore before breakfast, Bitch, is to make all the
male horses cum. You are only allowed to use your mouth or
cunt. No hands. The horse gets to cum in your cunt or in
your mouth, and do make sure you swallow it. After you do
this, breakfast.”
Kaitlynn’s heart fell. There were six male horses in
the stable, full sized stallions, the lot of them, and she
had seen pictures of horse cocks on the internet. She had
seen women trying to take the massive shafts inside, and she
could not imagine trying to do so.
Mistress waited, a devilish grin playing about her lips
as Kaitlynn set off to her task and entered the first
horse’s stall. The horse snorted when Kaitlynn laid her
hand upon the coarse fur of its flank. She slowly made her
way to the rear of the horse, her hand never leaving its
side. She had heard, once, that horses startle easily if
they are surprised, but if you stay in physical contact with
them, they know where you are an won’t rear up. She didn’t
know if that was true or not, be she sure was going to
follow the advice.
Kaitlynn knelt at the horses back legs, seeing the
large sheath that held the flaccid penis hanging there
before her. She heard Mistress tell her she could tease the
cock out with her hands, but nothing more, so Kaitlynn
reached out and took the fury member in-between her fingers
and began to stroke it. Sure enough, the cock began to grow
quite rapidly, almost seeming to fall out from the horse’s
body, extending out some eighteen inches at least. Probably
more like twenty or more. While incredible fascinated with
the impressive member before her, Kaitlynn was filled with a
sense of dread, too. There was no way she could fit that
flare, mushroom like head in her mouth or in her pussy. It
was way too big!
She didn’t bother to protest, though, and she drew the
cock up to her lips and began to lap at the head. The taste
was bitter on her lips, dirty, but nothing she could not
handle. If was nothing compared to some of the things she
had eaten just the night before. The horse snorted and
stomped the ground – Kaitlynn took that a sign of pleasure
and increased her efforts. She could do little more than
lick and suck on the head and shaft since she could not take
it in her mouth – ever few minutes she would try, but her
jaw just could not open wide enough to accept the monster
penis between her teeth. She was diligent about working the
whole thing with her mouth, though, making sure to kiss and
lick every inch of cock flesh the horse had, even making
sure to lap and suckle the large creature’s weighty balls.
She was not surprised to find out that she was
incredibly turned on by her actions. She loved sucking and
licking the giant cock in her hands. She wished she could
run her fingers along the shaft and jerk the creature off as
well, knowing that that would make her even more randy, but
she had to follow Mistress’s commands. Kaitlynn found the
horse responded best when she sucked as much of the head as
she could, so she set about that, all the while desperately
trying to fit the fist-sized glan in her mouth. Her jaw
strained with the effort of taking as much of it as she
could, but it would not fit.
The horse got relief after quite a long blow job, and
Kaitlynn could only guess that it would not have taken as
long had she been able to use her hands and her mouth to her
best ability. The horse whinnied and snorted, then flooded
her mouth with cum. It was explosive, like a fire hydrant
released in one long torrent. It flooded her mouth
instantly, the first shot blasting into the back of her
throat and making her gag. It took her a moment to get a
hold of herself and start swallowing as much as she could,
but at that point, a large mass had poured from her mouth
down onto her tits. It was hot and thick, unlike any cum
she had ever had before, and it just kept flowing from the
horse’s enormous cock minute after minute. When the flow
finally stopped, she had to take a few moments to catch her
breath, something she could not do while desperately
swallowing at the amazing quantity.
Mistress clapped her hands in appreciation. It seems
she had liked the show. Master was sitting by her side,
watching as well, his eyes intense upon his little slave
girl. He, too, seemed to be enjoying the display.
Meek and embarrassed by her slutty display, Kailtynn
stood and exsited the stall to go to the next one. Again
she teased the cock from the shaft with her hands, and was
please to find that his horse’s cock was not merely as
thick. Still longer than her forearm, it was a hefty cock,
but when she got started, after licking it from tip to base
and sucking on the horse’s balls for a bit, she was able to
take the long shaft down her throat fairly comfortably. It
was as thick as Master’s cock, which was to say large, but
she could handle it. When this horse came, she drank his
cum down more easily. His was thinner, and shot out in
hundreds of quick but powerful spurts; it nearly shot itself
down her throat without her even needing to try.
The third and fourth horses were much the same, but she
found that her jaw was getting quite sore. While nothing
larger than she was use to, each horse was taking a great
deal of time to cum, and she was not use to endurance
blowing, as it were. After licking and sucking the shaft to
full hardness, Kaitlynn knew that she needed to take this
horse in her cunt to spare her jaw. She was used to the
size of his cock in her, larger, even, since Master
regularly buried his knot in her twat when he fucked her,
but the horses were still longer than Master, and her bowels
were aching and ready to explode. Having something else up
inside of her would be a bit painful. But the heat in her
cunt demanded attention, too, and her desire to cum at last
was more intense than her fear of the pain.
Kaitlynn eased herself down, making sure her body
stayed in contact with the horse as she lifted his heavy
cock in her hand and slid the rough flared cock head against
her gushing pussy lips. She moaned and shuddered even at
this light touch. She eased the head into her body,
groaning with ever bit that slid up inside of her. It was
easier than she had thought, and though it only added to the
bloated feeling in her abdomen, the intense pleasure was
more than worth the other discomfort. Kaitlynn surprised
herself by how much of the cock she could take. It felt
deeper inside of her than anything she had ever known, and
the flared head felt incredible as it caressed the inner
walls of her desperate cunny.
The horse did nothing more than snort and stamp a foot.
Kaitlynn had feared that the beast might fuck her roughly.
She had never seen horses fuck before, but with a cock as
large as the one in her now, she would imagine they could do
some damage if they wanted. She was rather glad that the
horse stood placid and allowed her the privilege of fucking
its cock at her own pace. She rocked back and forth on her
hands and feet, taking great pleasure in the wonderful
fullness this beautiful creature was giving her. She cooed
and sighed and slowly fucked her body on the massive shaft,
leaning forward until the head threatened to fall from her
hole, then slowly leaning back until the massive rod was
firmly buried deep inside, nuzzling her womb.
Unfortunately this fuck did not last nearly as long as
her previous blow jobs, and though she took it slow and did
her beast to cum herself, Kaitlynn was unable to satisfy her
lust before the horse neighed in pleasure and filled her
cunt full with his thick juices. As the stallion came, she
eased herself forward, slowly letting its cock out to allow
more room inside of her for his cum. In the end, she had to
hold the horse’s dick just outside of her cunt, letting the
animal blast his cream inside of her, only to have it come
spilling out all over her legs.
When she stood which was actually difficult to do which
her legs shacking from the pleasure of the fucking and the
unquenched desire for release, her pussy gushed with horse
fluid. She felt like an used up slut, her twat full all
stretched and full of cum and her jaw aching from the many
oral services she had given. It was a feeling of pride, and
she couldn’t help but smile at Mistress and Master as she
moved onto the last horse. Mistress smiled back, pleased by
the performance she had just seen. Master simply watched
her, as if waiting.
Kaitlynn stroked the last horse cock, sure that this
would be the one to give her the fucking she needed to
finally get off. She had been close the last time, and now,
more than anything else, she wanted to bury this stud’s cock
deep inside of her a fuck herself to one magnificent climax.
But as she stroked, she was amazed by the creature’s cock.
It seemed endless, flopping out more and more, longer and
longer in her hands, and incredibly thick. Her stroking
hand could bare grasp around half of the thick shaft. Not
yet hard as it extended, the monster of a cock was getting
heavy in her hand – she was straining to keep it off the
ground as she continued to rouse the horse’s lust. Huge
veins popped along the meat as the cock sprang to life,
finally rising from her hands to stand perched and reach for
action, solid like steel and hot like against her fingers.
Well over two feet long, and at least four inches across if
she had to guess. A few inches thicker at the flared head,
and this was the cock that greeted her, swaying beneath the
massive horse just at her face. Her eyes were wide and she
knew it.
“Oh my god,” Kaitlynn mumbled to herself, impressed by
the cock before her, completely desirous of it, and yet
afraid at the same time.
“Yes. Good luck with that one. Thunder is the pride
of my stable. Lucky even for a horse.”
Luck was quite the word Kaitlynn would have prescribed
to the endowment of this beast, and judging from the other
cocks she had sampled in this stable, this horse would have
made mares cringe when he entered them. Unable to fathom
fitting such a massive thing inside of her, Kaitlynn went
about licking and sucking as she had done the others. Since
she could not even come close to fitting this dick in her
mouth, she settled for focusing her attention on licking
around the flared head and hole, which the other horses had
seemed the enjoyed, but she made sure to take time to lick
and suck down around the whole shaft and kiss the huge
hanging sack that dangled between the horses legs. Kaitlynn
could not even fathom how much cum must be stored up in
those balls, but she was eager to release it all and swallow
down as much of it as she could. As hot as sucking the the
other horses that been, Thunder’s cock was an incredible
turn on, and she took every opportunity to rub her naked
body across the hot member, and she let the heavy phallus
sit and jiggle against her tits. Her cunt was well and
truly on fire now, and ever minute she played with Thunder’s
incredible cock, she got hotter still.
But, much to her dismay, Thunder did not seem too
impressed with her lavished attentions. In fact, after
nearly ten minutes, he had yet to make a noise, which was a
slap to Kaitlynn’s pride as an animal slut, but even worse,
he was getting soft! She had to stroke his cock back to
rigidity with her hands, but once more as time went by, his
interest waned, despite all of her bodily caressing and
loving licks.
Mistress laughed as Kaitlynn enticed his rod to
hardness for the third time. Kait was getting desperate
now, embarrassed by her failure, frustrated sexually
herself, and quite flustered that she could not give this
beautiful creature the pleasure his kingly dick deserved
from her.
“It seems Thunder is not interested in you mouth,
Bitch.”
Kaitlynn saw the sense in that. When she jacked him
off, she had to wrap both hands around his hot shaft in
order to encompass the whole thing. It seems that her mouth
just tantalize his flesh in order to get him off. But that
would mean. . . .
Moaning in lust, giving herself over to her own desires
and Thunder’s needs, Kaitlynn once more got on her hands and
knees and offered her cunt to an animal. She took a great
deal of time slowly sliding the huge head against her cunt
to slick it up. And then she fed the monster slowly in.
She was shocked, both by the absolute fullness this cock
gave her – she felt like she was going to feel it in the
back of her throat soon, as deep and full as it seemed to be
inside of her – but also by the ease in which she took the
cock up her cunt. She went slowly, to be sure, and it was a
very tight fit; she paused often during the penetration, but
she got it inside of her, and deep, too. Master’s knot was
impressively thick, even when tied, that fullness was only
even at the opening of her cunt – this was truly inside of
her.
She nearly came just taking it all, and as she eased
herself off for the first time, she felt and wonderful
thrill as the thick head slide, stretching, down her
insides. It was heavenly and she cried out in absolute
pleasure. Sliding it back inside of even more wonderful,
and soon, as she oh so slowly rocked back and forth, every
breath, in and out, as a moan of utter satisfaction and
complete fulfillment. Thunder was snorting and stomping his
feet, sure signs of his own pleasure at having his massive
member fucked by this tight horse-whore cunt beneath him.
Kaitlynn was nearing the climax she so desperately
needed, and all of her attention was completely focused onto
the act of fucking this cock that filled her absolutely.
She never heard or felt Mistress in the stall, never knew
what was coming, until it finally happened.
Thunder whinnied loudly and jumped forward a bit,
thrusting his cock solidly into Kaitlynn’s cunt and forcing
her forward a few inches from the jolting impact as it
slammed home inside of her. He was neighing wildly now, and
his front legs jumped up, and caught on some platform before
his, his weight now resting on some sort of cushioned brace.
Now raised, his cock aimed up a bit higher then before,
Kaitlynn suddenly found her weight had been taken off her
hands, and when she finally settled herself, she was on her
feet, but hunched over beneath the giant horse, still firmly
impaled on his shaft.
It was then that he began to fuck her.
The first thrust was, by far, the worst. He yanked
back and plowed forward, his cock slamming deep and hard
quite painfully, once more staggering Kaitlynn and sending
her stumbling forward a few steps, but his cock was still
planted completely inside of her. From then on, she was at
a better distance from him as he jerked back and humped
forward, driving into her with all his strength and weight,
which was considerable.
At first, Kaitlynn was paralyzed by fear. She thought
the horse was going to crush her with it’s hooves, but then
as it found its rhythm, which was not the super quick, fast
humps that Master used, but rather a long withdraw, pause,
then a quick shot as far and deep as the cock could plunge,
she was worried about the damage such rough treatment might
cause. It was pain at first, her previous arousal and
enjoyment completely disintegrated when the beast took
control of their sex.
But, as she got used to the hunched postion and she
adjusted herself and timed her own thrusts in unison with
the horses, she felt the pleasure quickly boiling back to
the surface. She was being taken, and forcibly, by a horse!
The idea of it was completely and totally hot, and as she
further realized and enjoyed her situation and utter
domination by the beast above her, she was screaming her
pleasure once more.
But the horse did not last long, not long enough anyway
after her arousal kicked in. She was once again close to
cumming herself when Thunder came inside of her, but she had
not cum.
Kaitlynn could feel every shot of cum inside of her.
The thick spunk was very hot against her womb, and each shot
fired with force enough for her to feel it pund against the
inner walls of her stretched out pussy. Thunder’s flared
head held it all inside, and when his cock started to soften
and shrink enough for it to simply fall out on its own,
still oozing out copious amounts of thick horse-cum, the cum
exploded from her like it was an enima, shooting out of the
stretched out confined of her body as her savaged deflated
and ejected the spunk onto the dirt.
Kaitlynn was whimpering, her body so hot with lust and
desperate for release. She legs, strained and shaking from
the effort of standing and humping against Thunder’s massive
fuck-rod, gave out under her, and she fell to her knees, on
the edge of the still spreading puddle cum. Her mind
delirious with whorish desires, she lowered herself into the
mess, laying on her stomach in the pool of spooge. She
rested her face on the ground, her tangle of hair flaring
out about her head and dipping into the pool in which she
rested. And there, prone underneath Thunder’s body, his
shriveling cock still spurting cum onto her back, she began
to lap at the horse juices pooling at her mouth.
Kaitlynn didn’t know how long she laid there. The
supply of cum was continuous, and she enjoyed resting her
weary, fucked body in the warmth. She heard Mistress
talking, but it wasn’t to her, it was to Master, and she
caught nothing more than the gist: Mistress was going on
about how much of a slut Kaitlynn was.
Kaitlynn felt Mistress’s hands upon her, hauling up
from the ground. Kait was coated in cum and dirt, and felt
heavy on her feet, barely able to move. Full and bloated,
she stumbled around where Mistress guided her, barely aware
where her feet fell.
Then she was sitting, and a soft, warm sponge was
wiping her down. It was soothing and comfortable, and she
let herself be cleaned down. She was in a haze, like a
dream, and for a while she thought it was Master’s tongue
licking her down, cleaning her. When she finally opened her
eyes, she was shocked to see it was Mistress wiping her
down. She was naked, now, and smiling serenely, humming to
herself as she tended to her charge. Kaitlynn stared at her
for a few moments in shock. Master was sitting by their
sides, watching; he seemed amused.
“Would you like breakfast now?” Mistress asked, her
voice more tender than Kaitlynn had ever heard it. As if
seeing the surprise, Mistress regarded her. “We can’t have
you passing out on us. That would ruin the run.”
Kaitlynn nodded, understanding. She knew she should
eat, but she wasn’t very hungry, not full on horse fluid as
she was. She felt so full her entire body was full, and yet
there was a great emptiness inside of her as well, one that
she desired to fill. And food wouldn’t do that. But she
needed to eat, so she smiled and nodded, “Mistress, I would
love something to eat.”
“Good. I’m glad Thunder did not hurt you too badly.”
“What did Mistress do to him?”
“Ah, well, that,” Mistress started, a happy expression
on her face, “is known is some circles as figging. A little
bit a ginger root up the rear to fuel the drive and the
lust. Usually is would make an old, tired horse seem perky
and youthful, tail held high. But in the throes of passion
. . . It has a much more interesting effect. It can work on
humans, too, my dear.” Mistress stood and caressed
Kaitlynn’s cheek. “Maybe you will learn first hand just how
that feels.”
* * * *
It was sometime in the afternoon that Mistress and
Master went walking out in the field again, Kaitlynn
following a few paces behind on her leash. She was clean
and fed and happily trotting along naked through the field
behind them, horny still, but grinning. Mistress had
promised her that she would finally receive some release
from the nagging, horrible frustration that had been
consuming her. She was going to get to cum!
For the first time, Kaitlynn saw the animals that
grazed in the field. Alpacas, Mistress had told her. They
looked like small llamas to Kaitlynn, but then, she didn’t
know much about such things. Mistress raised and bred them
on the farm – it was supposedly a very lucrative business.
Mistress led her out to a large dirt patch and told her
to lie down; Kaitlynn immediately compiled. Mistress walked
off, but Master stayed and watched her, his tongue lolling
out of his mouth as he panted a bit.
When Mistress came back, she was leading one of the
Alpacas with her, and many of the others were following
along behind them, in no great rush, but ambling along to
the same place.
“Alpacas are interesting creatures,” Mistress said,
just making conversation. “Very social animals. Pleasant
demeanor. And. Interestingly, they are some very particular
habits.” As she spoke, Mistress moved her way behind the
alpaca; she was intent on something, but lying down as she
was, Kaitlynn could not see. “You may start rubbing you
clit, Bitch.”
Kaitlynn’s hand was at her cunt in an instant, gently
stroking her sensitive sex. At her first touch, she was
moaning with delight.
“Alpacas are particular creatures, but this also makes
them easy to care for,” Mistress continued. Kaitlynn was
paying some attention, to what Mistress said, not mostly she
was focused on herself. “One of there particularities is
that they always shit in the same place.”
The alpaca Mistress has been leading now trotted
away from her and right towards Kaitlynn, who was barely
aware of the creature. It turned it’s rear towards the dirt
patch and a thick chunk of dung fell from the creature’s ass
and splattered in a hot, steaming mess right on Kaitlynn’s
body. Kait let out a little shriek, a combination of
surprise and disgust, and yet her pussy quivered with
excitement.
Once, a long time ago, even playing with Master’s shit
had been horribly disgusting, but he had broken her of that.
Now, even shit from these strange creatures got her hot.
She was embarrassed that she was so turned on by the fact
that the alpaca had crapped on her, embarrassed that Master
and Mistress were watching and knew what a sick, perverted
shit-slut she was, but she just couldn’t help it. Her
fingers worked faster and harder on her clit, raising up her
pleasure.
“Even more interesting,” Mistress said, coming to stand
my Master’s side and petting his head as she watched the
other alpacas draw close. “Alpacas all shit at the same
time.”
It was true, they were surrounding her with their
rears, encircling her with their asses, and soon more and
more feces was thudding down on her body.
Kaitlynn let herself go. She fell completely into her
desires as shit and piss rained down upon her from all
sides. Thick chucks splattered her body and face, covering
her as her hand continued to work furiously on her cunt.
Her other hand smeared the mesh across her naked self,
coating her flesh in vile muck without her orders. She
reached out to catch the hot pieces as they fell to add it
to her form; her mouth was open, catching any streams of
piss or chunks of crap that came close enough for her to
reach.
She rubbed harder and faster, her cries of total
ecstasy muffled in by the mess in her mouth, but still she
screamed out as wave after wave of intense, relieving
pleasure crashed through her, making her body shake and
quiver under the torrent of crap and pee. She continued to
rub away, and as the first amazing orgasm ended, and second,
more powerful one swelled in her, and a third followed, and
more after that.
The alpacas were moving away one by one as each
finished up, and long after the final one had left, Kaitlynn
still lay there, her final orgasms crashing through her.
Finally, too worn and tired for more, her hand simply
stopped rubbing. Embraced by the warmth of the waste that
cocooned her and exhausted from the day’s activities,
Kaitlynn closed her eyes and drifted into a deep slumber,
making up for, in part, the lack of sleep she had gotten the
night before.
Both of them thoroughly amused by the show they had
witnessed, and each more than a little turned on by
Kaitlynn’s performance, Mistress and Master headed back to
the horse to relieve each other of their own horniness.
* * * *
It was a hours later that Mistress came and collected
Kaitlynn, rousing her from her restful slumber and taking
her back to the house for another sponge bath. Dinner was
set out for them. Master was server a large steak, Mistress
was having spaghetti and salad, and garlic bread, and
Kaitlynn was surprised to find that she as having some of
Mistress’s meal as well. It had been scraped into two dog
bowls, one for the pasta and the other for the salad, and
the bowls had been placed on the floor – Master was seated
on a large chair at the table with a plate! She even had a
bowl of wine; it wasn’t the nice Shiraz that Mistress was
drinking, just it surely was a better treat then she had
been expecting.
They ate in silence, Mistress and Master sitting next
to each other at the table – her always stroking his fur and
rubbing his ears as if she just could not get enough of
touching him. The placement of Kait’s bowls had them
opposite of the two and far enough away from the table that
their view of her on her hands and eating eating like an
animal from her dishes was completely unobstructed.
Kaitlynn’s face was a complete mess of noodles, meat sauce,
Caesar dressing, and wine, but she was thoroughly enjoying
this virtual feast.
She was lapping at the wine, drinking it down by the
mouthfuls, not even aware that her bowl contained most of
single bottle of the stuff, and Mistress was quick to refill
it when she was getting close to the bottom. She also
slopped more pasta and salad into each dish, almost
refilling them completely with seconds without Kaitlynn even
so much as looking up at her. Kaitlynn had started the meal
famished, and eating in the manner she was, shoving her face
into her dinner, made it so that she was consuming quite a
lot very rapidly. Without ever realizing just how much she
had finished off, she felt completely full, bloated, and
quite tipsy. Even on her hands and knees, she was swaying a
bit, and more than once her face fell into one of her bowls
as she tried to eat.
“Mistress?” she moaned as she looked towards the table.
“Yes, Bitch?”
“I really need to take a dump, Mistress.” She was very
uncomfortable, her stomach now so full. She really needed
to make some room for everything she had just eaten.
“You should have said so earlier, Bitch. You only
needed to ask.”
Kaitlynn perked up instantly. She had figured that
there would be a fuss about her relieving herself.
“Of course, anything that comes out needs to go back
in.”
Kaitlynn stared at her for a few minutes, not
immediately understanding her meaning. Then is struck.
“But, I’m too full to eat any more!”
“Well, you should have thought about that before eating
so much, Bitch.”
Kaitlynn nearly cried. She was usually very composed
about being dominated, but drunk as she was and in pain and
stuffed, this was all just too much and she nearly broke.
Mistress just watched her, smiling. And then, just before
her tears could flood her eyes, Kaitlynn had an idea and her
expression brightened considerably.
“May I take out my plug, Mistress?”
“Of course you can. Just remember – whatever comes
out, goes back in.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Kaitlynn shifted herself so that she
was sitting on the floor, her back against the wall, and her
hips angled up so that Mistress and Master had a good view
of her asshole. She reached between her legs and pulled and
twisted at the plug, slowly working her sphincter open so
she could pull it out.
Once free, Kaitlynn gave it a quick glance and saw it
was coated completely with her own waste. She knew her hole
wasn’t even making an effort to close – it gaped open like a
doorway up into her body. After being held open for so many
days, Kaitlynn was not at all surprised, and she knew it
would take some time for it to turn to normal, if it ever
did so. Already, though, she felt some relief. It was a
rather large plug.
Her fingers probed her ass, running down her valley and
circling around her anus. Her legs were spread wide, and
her fingers attacked from both sides, sliding all over and
around, grazing the stretched flesh, sliding around the ring
of her anal muscle. She dipped a finger in, just a little,
and rubbed the insides of her ass, moaning at the wild
sensation of her delicate examination. Having her ass
yawning open on displace for Mistress and Master was a
little embarrassing, but it was really turning her on, too,
like she was letting them see up into her own body, a place
no one should be looking.
There was movment inside of her, she could feel it.
The shit that had been so well packed into her bowels was
moving, now, though slowly, and she did nothing to help the
flow. She would have held back, if she could, there was no
controlling that now. And she continued to caress the pink
skin of her sphincter even as the tip of her first shit
slowly began to emerge. It was slow in coming; Kaitlynn had
felt it inside of her, slithering out, and she was sure that
her audience had seen the brown lump welling up from the
depths, sliding into the light like a snake from a hole in
the ground. Thick and hard, it rose straight from her ass
for and inch or so before the shear weight dragged into
towards to floor. And in continued to grow as the minutes
wore on, inch after inch just creeping out of her.
Kaitlynn’s eyes were closed and her head rocked from
side to side as she moaned and grunted with pure delight.
Not only did it feel wonderful to be relieving some of the
pressure in her gut, but it felt heavenly to have her shit
so gently caressing her anus as it passed by her flesh. Her
fingers swarmed around her sphincter like little creatures
worshipping some hideous beast as it emerged from it’s lair;
sometimes in their playing, her finger tips would graze the
hot flanks of her shit, and Kaitlynn would withdrawn them to
her mouth for a quickly cleaning before returning them to
tend to her asshole.
Kaitlynn had hoped that there would not be too much,
that there would be a break in which she could stifle the
flow. There was, and it was only then, during that
momentary break, that she became aware enough to take the
plug and stop up her ass before another turd could squirm
it’s way out. Had she paided better attention to the amount
that was passing out of her, she would have tried to force
the plug in before that break. As it was, she had several
think inches of shit laying a brown path across the tile
floor to her ass. The plug slipped back in fairly easily
since her ass was still wide open and both anus and plug
were slick with feces. Kailtynn was still very full, but
she felt much better having expelled that single monster.
Mistress and Master were watching the whole show,
enthralled by the birth of Kaitlynn’s log. Both of
Mistress’s hands were under the table in clear sight from
Kaitlynn’s seat on the floor – one was stroking her own wet
pussy while the other slid in rhythmic pumps up and down
Master’s swollen cock, his precum dripping from the tip like
a leaky faucet. Kait was glad she not only had their
attention, but that she had gotten them both turned on.
Undaunted by the size, though it was much bigger than
she had anticipated, Kaitlynn reached down and lifted her
turd from the floor, scooping it up with both hands to make
sure she did not break it. She lifted it up to her face and
inhaled deeply, sniffing at it from one tip to the other.
The smell made her cunt quiver with excitement, as if she
wasn’t hot and wet enough after crapping on the floor like
that.
Sighing with lust, Kaitlynn opened her mouth and took
one tip between her lips, gently sucking on it like she
would Master’s cock. She was careful with it, soft, like
she was making love to it with her mouth. She licked it
with her tongue, sucked on it, and bobbled her mouth up and
down the length, all the while moaning her pleasure. It was
a foul, earthy taste – extremely bitter, especially for her
own shit – but the foulness of it made the deep even more
lusty, and she played it up for her audience, too, knowing
that they would delight in her drawn out display.
She spent minutes blowing the long turd, her eyes every
so often scanning Mistress’s hands to see them working hard
on. Kaitlynn watched both their faces, meeting their eyes
and holding their gazes to convey just how much she was
truly enjoying displaying her sick perversion to them.
Kaitlynn’s cunt was desperate for attention, and she
broke the turd into two pieces. She kept one in her mouth,
pumping it in and out of her lips, while she lowered the
other to her pussy and pressed the tip up against she slit.
As wet as she was, she went slow, making sure to spread
herself as best she could with her fingers so that her crap
would slide in rather than just smoosh up unto a lump. And
she succeeded. It slid inside her, the same sensation of
having a thick, soft rubber dildo sliding into her cunt.
And she treated it just like a dildo, but with a little more
care, as she pumped it in and out of her, fucking herself.
It was large enough that she only needed to use half of the
turd to fuck herself with.
She heard Mistress cry out and looked up just in time
to see her shaking and cummiung in her seat. Their eyes met
and Kaitlynn groaned in lust, her own pleasure rising up to
climax. But she slowed, let her orgasm ease of – after all,
she wanted to keep the display up for as long as she could.
She continued like that for some time, fucking her
mouth and pussy with her thick piece of shit until she was
on the verge of cumming, then slowing or even stopping all
together to it subside. Her voice rose and fell with her
pleasure, and Mistress kept up her attentions on both
herself and Master. At least, until her third of fourth
climax, when Master tunred towards her and barked. Mistress
got down off her chair and lowered her mouth to Master’s
cock, taking his large dog shaft in her mouth to lick and
suck at his wet organ.
Kaitlynn knew that when Master came, her show would be
over. But she was also very good at reading Master’s
expressions. She timed her rhythm, building herself up to
climax in a brilliant,, star-bursting orgasm just moments
before he, himself, grunted and sprayed his load into
Mistress’s waiting mouth for her to swallow down.
Kaitlynn’s climax lasted far longer than his; she
continued to fuck herself hardily with her shit, though at
this point, it had gotten so wet and mushy from her cunt
juices, that a lot of her shit-dildo had dissolved into
liquid – when Kaitlynn finally finished, she was grasping a
small nub, only a couple inches, between her fingers, and
rapidly plunging that inside of her. The piece in her
mouth, too, had melted to barely a mouthful. Some of the
dissolved shit had leacked from the corners of her mouth,
leaving twin rivers of dark sludge winding down to her chin
where they dripped onto her tits and raced further
downwards.
She waited until Mistress was done tending to Master’s
cock and had returned to her seat to watch. Making sure to
elaborately display her actions, Kaitlynn popped the last
bit of shit in her mouth, chewed it up and ate it. After
that, she pushed the other piece into her cunt, feeding it
in as far as she could reach, pushing it deep inside with
her finger. She smiled, her lips, teeth, and mouth
completely filthy. Most of the mess on her cheeks from her
meal was now covered in a thin layer of muck.
“All of its back inside,” she slurred proudly.
Mistress smiled and nodded. “So it is. Are you done
with your dinner, then?”
Kaitlynn nodded.
“Then you may go to bed now. I think Master and I are
very pleased with you today, so I will let you play with
your dirty little cunt as much as you like tonight.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” Kaitlynn said as she rose to her
unsteady feet. She doubted that she would make use of such
permission, satisfied as she was, but it was nice to know
that she they were happy with her. Moving slowly to stay on
her feet, Kaitlynn made her way out to the barn to her bed
of shit.
* * * *
It was Sunday morning, and that meant she would be
leaving today, no longer having to cater to Mistress’s
whims. Kaitlynn would be able to go back to serving Master,
to sucking his wonderful cock, drinking his delicious cum,
even having him fuck her again! Of course, during the week,
she had little doubt that Mistress would be stopping by,
made even taping her again and making her play with her shit
and do other nasty things. She would be coming to her house
while Kaitlynn was at work so that Master would fuck her
too.
Kaitlynn was on her leash again, crawling on all fours
in the fields once more. This was not strange act for her,
this was one of Master’s favorites, actually, and he would
often wake her up early on weekends so that he could walk
her around the back yard in the darkness just before dawn.
Sometimes he would do it later, when it was easier for her
to be seen, but he really had to force her those times with
fang and claw. Here, since there were no neighbors, even in
the bright light of day, it had taken no insisting.
Master walked around, sniffing the ground like a normal
dog might when taken for a walk, but unlike other dogs, he
was not leashed. In fact, he held the leash in his mouth
and Kaitlynn was forced to walk behind him. Whenever he
stopped and squatted, she would lean in and lick at his bum
until it opened up and shit fell from his ass to the ground
below. She would lick it a little more, just to make sure
it was clean, then he would turn and watch and Kaitlynn
would give his turd a few licks until he barked at her, his
command for her to eat it. She would bit into it from where
it lay on the ground and eat his shit down, his own personal
doggy scooper as it were. No stupid plastic bags, no dumb
metal shovel-things – not for him, Master. He had a woman
to clean up after him.
And once Kaitlynn was finished, he would go back to
sniffing and walking, and she would have to follow behind
him on her lease until he found some place to squat again.
If he lifted his leg, she had to place her face in the
stream, catching as much in her mouth as she could. If he
came across some of his old shit, remnants of times when he
went into the back yard without her to do his business, he
would point them out to her and make her clean those messes,
too. Mistress had let him out into this field a few times
already this weekend, so while not more than a day or so
old, their were still several small bits of shit lying
around for him to reveal and for Kaitlynn to clean.
Mistress was not with them on this walk. She had tried
to tag along, but Master had growled at her, making her hang
back. Kaitlynn was glad for that – this was their thing
together, and she was happy that Master enforced it as such.
Kaitlynn could see that Mistress was watching from back at
the gate, but that was a rather long way off; Kaitlynn could
pretend that she wasn’t there easily enough.
When he was done, unlike other times, Master did not
immediately come around behind her and mount her, her leash
still firmly held between his teeth – she actually enjoyed
being fucked by him even more than normal when she had her
collar on and he held her leash. He just led her back to
the wooden gate that closed of this section of the field
from the others and held out the leash for Mistress to take
hold of. Apparently, his game with Kaitlynn was done and he
was allowing Mistress to have her turn at her.
Mistress took Kaitlynn into the barn and had her lay
her stomach down a bale of hay. She was kneeling on the
ground, her body pressed flat cross the rough, poking
pieces. Kaitlynn wondered what Mistress had in mind – in
this position, it would be easy for any creature to mount
her and fuck her in her ass or pussy. Kaitlynn though of a
long line of alpacas coming in, fucking her, and then
leaving – one right after the other. The thought made her
smile, silly as it was, to think of herself getting
gangbanged by the funny llama-looking creatures.
The sharp crack across her ass made her scream in pain.
She had not been expecting that! Glancing back, she saw
Mistress raising a long wooden shaft, preparing for another
hit. She was getting caned! The second swing pounded home,
leaving a line of hot pain across her bum. Kaitlynn cried
out again – that was worse than the riding crop!
Tears were already in her eyes, and when she spoke, her
voice was ragged. “Why, Mistress? What have I done to
displease you?”
“Nothing at all, Bitch,” the blonde replied, licking
her lips and running her free hand across her crotch.
“Master puts you in your place by making you eat his shit.
I just want to hurt you a little. And hearing you scream
really turned me on!”
She smacked the cane hard against Kaitlynn’s soft ass
cheeks, and once more she screamed in agony at the strike,
but her cries mingled with Mistress’s own moans of pleasure.
Kaitlynn only caught brief glimpses of it, up she could see
that as Mistress struck her, she was wanking off at the same
time.
Mistress continued her on-slaught, landing blow after
blow on Kaitlynn’s ass. Her rear was on fire and the
stinging pain was over-whelming. She was crying, now,
freely, but that did not slow Mistress’s stroked at all.
Another crack of the cane against her body, and
Kaitlynn could just not take it any more. She had done her
best to stifle her cries and tears, but could not hold them
completely, and now she shouted out, “Oh God, Mistress,
please stop!” Another crack on her ass. “Please! Please,
Mistress stop! It’s too much!”
“Yes, beg for me! Beg me to stop whipping you, Bitch!”
Mistress’s voice was twisted by her own perverted pleasure
and sexual enjoyment of hurting the younger girl. Her
delight oozed in her request, and she sounded on the verge
of orgasm.
Crack!
“Please, share me, Msitress!”
Crack!
“No more! Please!!” Kaitlynn was crying out, sobbing
loudly, barely able to breath!
Crack!
But before she could beg anymore, there was a growl,
and Mistress’s own voice rang out. “Master, no! Down!
Back! No!”
Kaitlynn’s head spun around. Master, snaring and
baring his teeth, had leapt up behind Mistress and actually
knocked her to the ground. She was on her knees, now, and
trying to crawl away from him and stand, but he pounced on
her, his weight driving her back to the ground, her face to
the dirt of the darn floor.
“No!” she called out, “No! Please!” And then her face
twisted in agony and she grunted in savage pain as Master
drove his hips forward, pounding his hard, thick cock into
the tightness of Mistress’s asshole. She had taken Master
anal before, even this weekend, but never without
preparations. No lube, no foreplay to relax her anus,
Mistress was not accommodated to such a large and sudden
intrusion into her ass – quite unlike Kaitlynn who was quite
use to such treatment.
Master pounded away, thrusting hard and fast into
Mistress’s ass as she, all the while, cried and pleaded for
mercy. He did not listen, just as she had not heeded
Kaitlynn’s cries. Mistress did not try to get away, though;
she stood perfectly still and took her punishment as best
she could, though the stinging pain did bring tears to her
eyes.
She howled out again, suddenly, and Kaitlynn winced at
the piercing sound. Her guess was Master just knotted with
her, which was sometimes even painful for her, taking his
knot up her anus, and she had done it many times now.
Mistress was panting hard now, but she seemed a bit
relieved. She must have felt the blow of cum inside of her
and knew that soon her domination by Master would be over.
Master was kind this time. He waited some moments in
stillness to let his knot ease a bit before pulling it from
Mistress’s ass. And rather than lick his cock clean, as
dogs often did, Master immediately trotted over to Kaitlynn,
who had not moved from her hunch on the hay bale, and began
to gently lick at her wounded bum.
The skin of her rear, beaten deep red and purple, was
ultra-sensitive to Master’s coarse tongue, but it wasn’t
pain she felt as he licked at her; it was soothing love and
tender care. The discomfort faded with every lap on her
skin, and Kaitlynn sighed with contented delight to be
treated so kindly.
Master nozzle her side, and she flipped over onto her
back, spreading her legs to her thighs were wide and her
feet rested firmly on the ground. Master’s tongue lapped
against her cunt, sending shivered surging through her body.
He licked long and deep, starting from her anus and lapping
up across her crotch, driving his tongue as far inside of
her as he could before continuing up to slather her clit
with his saliva. Kaitlynn reached down and scratched his
ears and hear, moaning out how much she adored him.
Master mounted her, his forelegs climbing to a perch on
the bale around her waist. He leaned forward, his furry
belly pressing down against her, their faces close. He
licked her cheeks and nose, and when Kaitlynn opened her
lips, his tongue slid in to meet her own so they could kiss
like true lovers. His cock slid forward, and without any
guding from her, he slipped into her drooling pussy.
He went slowly, especially for him, driving his furry
thighs against hers, burying his thick red dick deep inside
of her body. Kaitlynn loved this position; she could reach
up and around his, run her fingers through his fur and
across his muscular body. She would scratch his head and
hug him close to her as he fucked her, feeling more loved
then ever before. She was crying again, now, but with raw
delight and unstifled ecstasy.
She felt a kiss on her cheek, and she turned her head
to meet Mistress’s lips with her own. Their tongues swept
together as their mouths lingered loving on the other’s.
Master’s tongue alternated between their faces as he kissed
and licked them both in turn. Mistress’s hands slid across
Kaitlynn’s body, reaching down to squeeze her tits and pinch
at her hard nipples.
Kaitlynn could no longer form words, and her pleasure
could only be expressed in intelligible sounds and squeals.
The three of them were all at once lovers, kissing and
caressing each other as they could, all the while Master
slowly fucked away at Kaitlynn, his knot pressing more and
more it her opening.
Mistress straddled Kaitlynn’s head and lowered her
pussy down, but she went slowly, more of an offering in her
actions then a command, but it was and offer Kaitlynn gladly
accepted. She locked her lips upon Mistress’s dripping
snatch and began to suck and lick away. Kaitlynn was not
very experienced at going down on women, but Mistress made
sure top indicate which actions drew forth the most pleasure
with her grunts and her fingers as she slid though
Kaitlynn’s hair – sometimes clutching tight at the strands
when Kaitlynn hit the perfect spot,
Master, too, joined in. His tongue licked and lapped
across Mistress’s brutalized ass, flicking across her
stretched out sphincter, making her moans all the sharper
from the pleasure his rough caress evoked from her stinging
muscle. In no time at all, Kaitlynn and Master had Mistress
shaking and calling out as her orgasm rushed through her.
Master was not far behind. His knot was buried in
Kaitlynn’s cunt, and it did not take much after that for him
to shoot his load. Kaitlynn hugged his body close to hers
as he came, wrapping her legs around his hips to hold him as
tight as she could.
Master did not withdraw right away, once more lingering
inside until his massive knot relaxed. Mistress reached
down between the two coupled lovers and stroked Kaitlynn’s
clit with her finger. Pushing down gentle as she did so,
her slow circular caresses were pressing Kaitlynn’s
sensitive nub against Master’s hard knot, stimulation her
sex from both sides at once. It only took a few circles
before Mistress had Kaitlynn climaxing, too, and as she kept
rubbing, Kaitlynn’s orgasms just continued to flow through
her. Mistress did not stop until Master pulled himself
free.
And when his cock was gone, Mistress’s mouth took its
place. What cum did spirt out upon Master’s immediate
vacation of Kaitlynn’s stretched cunny slasped across
Mistress’s face, but she locked her lips onto Kait’s slicked
pussy and caught the rest as it drained out, gently lapping
at the tender folds of flesh, seeking out any linger dog cum
that might still be inside her.
“Mistress,” Kaitlynn started, a little shocked by the
blonde’s actions.
Mistress hook her head, cutting off any further
discussion. She pulled away just for a moment. She smiled
at Kaitlynn, her face glistening with dog cum and pussy
juices. “I think Master called an end to such games,
Kaitlynn,” she said. So saying, she lowered her mouth back
down to Kait’s pussy.
Kaitlynn held the blonde’s head in her hands, stroking
her silky golden hair, mumbling, “Oh, Denise – that feels so
good.”
The three of them spent the rest of the day simply
making fucking away. Kait and Denise were on equal terms,
now, and went at each other with incredible passion, using
tongues, fingers, toys, strap-ons, and just about anything
they could fit into each other’s bodies. Master, for the
most part, was content to watch the woman’s wild romping on
the bed, but ever so often he would jump up and join them,
taking either of them in which ever hole he so chose. They
would stop, occasionally, and rest. Sometimes grab and
snack, other times take Master for a walk in the field, but
sooner or later one of them would start up again on the
others, and all three would end up in a twisted tangle of
legs and arms and fur.
It was evening when Kaitlynn and Master returned to
their car, all ready to start the drive back home. Denise
had taken a dress from Kaitlynn’s house during the week and
gave it to her before the drive. Their weekend was over,
and she no longer could order Kaitlynn to drive home naked.
“Master and I had a wonderful time, Denise!” Kaitlynn
said, hugging the blonde close tight. “I never thought we’d
would find a third person to play with.”
“I’m very glad you did! I had a great time to. How’s
you butt, by the way?” Denise asked, running her hand very
lightly across Kait’s rear. It had been very red and tender
all day. She hadn’t really meant to hurt the girl quite
that much.
“Stings a bit, but I’ll be okay,” Kaitlynn replied with
a laugh. “How’s yours?”
“About the same! I guess we know who’s really in
charge, don’t we?” Denise bent down to kiss Master on the
snout and rub his ears playfully.
“Yes, we certainly do.”
“You have a safe drive home, now! And take care of
Master. He’s lucky to have a girl like you serving him.”
“Thank you.” Kaitlynn couldn’t help but blush at the
compliment. “And you still have a key, so feel free to come
down and visit whenever you like. I know Master would love
to have you down. And you can always stay the night with
us.”
Denise promised that she would. Master leapt into the
car and sat regally in the front passenger seat. Kaitlynn
was about to get in the car, then quickly turned and kissed
Denise on the lips, a long, lingering kiss, full of passion
and desire. “I really did have a great time this weekend.
We’ll have to set it up again sometime!”
Denise just grinned as Kaitlynn climbed into the car
and started the engine , a little taken back by the
departing kiss, just also moved by it. “We will! Oh, and I
have a favor to ask, but only if you want to do it.”
“Sure. What is it?”
“If you stop at one on the way home, and Master is
feeling up to it, have him fuck you in the back seat of a
rest stop parking lot.” Kaitlynn’s face immediately went
red at the idea, but Denise continued. “It makes me wet
just thinking of Master fucking you with people potentially
walking past your car. They probably wouldn’t even know
what was happening, but still. Mmmmm!”
Kaitlynn laughed. “I’ll keep that in mind. If I do,
I’ll send you an email describing the whole thing!” With
that, she waved out the window and began the long drive
home.
As she pondered her friend’s suggestion, one hand
reached up under the hem of her sun dress and started
caressing her bare pussy. The notion had already gotten her
juices flowing. As scared as she was about doing such a
thing where she could so easily get caught, Kaitlynn wasn’t
sure she would be able to resist the temptation of doing it.
She looked over at Master, and his eyes held a mischievous
glean. She realized that, like all things, the decision was
not hers to make, it was his.
And she knew exactly what he would choose to do. And
he would probably pick the busiest rest stop to pull over
at, too. Kaitlynn sighed and scratched Master’s head. One
of these days, this dog was going to get his bitch-slave
into serious trouble.