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The Dog Who Owned Me

Chapter 2 - The Strangest Day of My Life!


Copyright Rachael Ross 2010. Adults Only. rache696@yahoo.com
Add codes: F/f, F/F, Mind Control, Cream Pie...Still lots of Dog Sex
too!

Note: This is the unexpected continuation of the original story and I
decided to get really weird with it. I cannot promise any further
adventures in this universe, but we'll see what happens. -rr

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

The Strangest Day of My Life


"Grrr..." Master cocked his head with a low growl and I swallowed hard,
replacing the hanger in my closet.

"Not that one," I agreed. "Okay. Um...How about this?"

I pulled out a yellow sundress with white lace trim and a dozen
buttons down the front.

"Do you like this one?" I asked with a glance at the wall clock. I'd
woken up late, sore and sticky after an entire weekend spent on the
carpeted floor of my small apartment.

"Woof," Master replied, giving me the gentle bark that meant yes.

"Alright," I smiled. "Good...I need some panties, and..."

"Arf!" the dog said, not moving from the place where he sat on his
haunches, but I knew what that sharp sound meant.

"No?" I paused with the top drawer of my small bureau half-opened.
Like all my furniture, it had come with the apartment and I kept my
underwear, socks, shorts and t-shirts, all that stuff in there.

"But I need panties," I said with a smile, removing a plain white
pair.

"Arf!" He stood up, this very large dog, and ripped the panties from
my fingers with his sharp teeth.

"Okay," I nodded slowly. "No underwear."

I closed the drawer and he rewarded me with a thump of his tail on the
floor. That, I'd learned, meant that Master was pleased with me.

He watched as I stepped into my dress, pulling the cotton up my body
and getting my arms through the short sleeves. I felt only slightly
self-conscious beneath his intense amber eyes, but mostly I'd overcome
my shyness. Not the humiliation though, not the guilt of knowing what
we'd done together, although I could almost imagine a day when I'd
lose that burden as well. After an entire weekend of being used like
his personal sex toy, learning how to please my new Master, something
fundamental inside me had changed.

I buttoned the dress over my bare flesh, covering the near flawless
body I'd kept so carefully my own as a high school girl. No boy had
ever seen me this way. No man had ever kissed my breasts or caressed
my sex. I'd saved my virginity against all odds, being blonde and blue
and decidedly beautiful. Until I'd met him, my Master, the dog who
owned me. The animal that had taken his pleasure against my will. But
only in the beginning; I couldn't say that anymore, could I?

"Oh!" I stopped abruptly half-way down the stairs. "Mrs. Perkins. Good
morning."

The old woman ignored my pleasant smile as she stood on the porch with
her arms crossed. She owned the apartment above her garage, the one I
was renting, and I hadn't told her about the dog yet. Now I didn't
need to, she could see him for herself as Master had followed me
outside.

"I, uh..." I licked my lips nervously, "...I hope you don't mind, but..."

"I expect he'll be staying with you?" she asked and I glanced over my
shoulder to see the dog sitting patiently on the landing above me.

"Kind of," I admitted slowly. "He sort of...followed me home and..."

"Long as he minds his manners," she said, speaking more to the dog
than me it seemed, but perhaps I only imagined that.

"Yes Ma'am," I said quickly, anxious to be on my way to college and my
first class of the day. If I hurried, I'd only be five minutes late.

Thankfully, the Widow Perkins didn't keep me any longer than that, and
Master was content to remain behind. I hadn't been entirely sure what
I'd do if he'd decided to come along with me. Once out of sight, after
turning the corner, I realized I was free. Maybe. I mean, the dog
wasn't staring at me, barking or growling or thumping his tail at
every move I made. After a full weekend of struggling for Master's
approval, I suddenly found myself alone.

Thoughts and ideas filled my head. I could call the dog catcher and
have him taken away. I could leave. I could move back home and never
return to this town. Nobody would ever know what had happened. Some
people might wonder, but not really. I was just an eighteen-year-old
girl and they come and go all the time for any number of good reasons.
My parents would be glad to have me back, not to mention the men who
would doubtless welcome me with their eager flirtations and silly
proposals. Nobody would ever know I'd let a dog fuck me.

I could get away!

But I didn't do any of that. I only went to school, sat down for my
first class and tried to pay attention. My thoughts weren't filled
with escape. I wanted the day to be over so I could return to him. My
Master was waiting for me and I felt my body warm beneath the thin
cotton, my nipples hardening until they became obvious as I sat there.
I hadn't worn a bra or even panties and I my sex grew moist as I
recalled the things that dog had done to me. How he'd lapped at my
pussy with his long, rough tongue. How he'd mounted me and despite my
efforts to resist, broken my hymen with his huge cock. He'd fucked me
so many times and so well...

I gasped softly, wincing as I felt my cunt spasm with the tiniest
possible orgasm. I hadn't even touched myself!

And they were staring at me, some of my classmates. The boys
especially as they drank in my slender body and the heaving of my
large, firm breasts. The dark protrusion of my swollen nipples through
the yellow cotton, the fabric straining to contain my excited flesh. I
rubbed my thighs together, helpless as I felt the wetness spilling
from my plump sex. I could smell my arousal wafting through the
classroom while our professor spoke. The sharp tang assaulted my nose
and I hitched a breath and shut my blue eyes tightly against the
sensation of being watched.

"Are you okay?" a boy asked me, a young man leaning close enough to
whisper, and I could hear his smile.

I ignored him, feeling my cheeks flushing pink and my skin burning
with embarrassment. It wasn't only arousal that I suffered, but panic
as well. I couldn't stay there all day, away from my Master and
trapped in classrooms which seemed somehow empty and barren. I had to
go home! I had to see him again and I had terrible fears that he'd be
gone. What if Master left me? What if the dog ran away or returned to
his rightful owner or...

No, Master didn't have an owner, I told myself. He owned me. He
couldn't leave me, but what if he did? The idea of returning home to
find the dog missing filled me with fear. I needed him!

After my first class, which I'd barely managed to finish, I left the
campus and practically ran home. How or why I felt that way, I
couldn't know. I understood none of it and in truth I didn't even try
to figure it out. There was only the certainty that I needed to be
with him and the awful doubt that I might somehow lose my new Master.
So I ran. I kicked off my shoes and carried them, going barefoot with
my long, blonde hair flying off my shoulders.

I must have made quite a sight and a car honked at me, slowing for a
moment as the driver stared. An old man raking his lawn paused with
his mouth agape. A young woman pushing a stroller blinked at me as I
passed her and she might have said something, but I couldn't be sure.
I wasn't going to stop for any of them and I didn't.

"Master," I breathed, smiling with a flood of relief. I nodded my head
and drank cool air into my burning lungs. He was still there, waiting
for me, and as I said that one word the dog thumped his tail with
satisfaction.

He took me from behind almost before the door had shut behind us.
Master pushed himself up and wrapped his powerful forelegs around my
waist and used his weight to put me on my hands and knees.

I struggled briefly to get my dress out of the way and then gasped
with the sudden, violent pleasure of his entry. My pussy welcomed his
thick cock with a spasm of joy and I could actually feel the walls of
my sex flutter as Master forced himself deeper with every rapid thrust
of his pelvis. He always fucked me hard and fast, ignoring completely
whatever protests I might make, and by then I had very little to
complain about. My cunt took him easily, all of his magnificent prick,
and the familiar hammering of the knot against my raging clit drove me
to a shuddering climax.

The dress afforded me some protection from his toenails, but I was
ever mindful of the ache in my sides, the scratches along my ribs and
the tooth marks on my shoulders where he'd nipped me during our
previous love making. He'd trained me by tooth and claw, and the
relentless presence of his over-sized cock plundering my helpless
womb. Master pressed his muzzle across my shoulder, his panting snout
riding against my flushed cheek while we fucked.

I took the knot with barely a whimper, enjoying that peculiar
sensation as the swollen muscle stretched my pussy even further. Once
inside, it continued to grow until we were locked together in that
obscene, loving embrace. His cum filled me and the feeling was
unmistakable. A steady stream of canine semen flooded into my cunt and
mixed with my own copious juices. None of it could escape with the
knot lodged so completely within the mouth of my pussy.

How many times I came for my Master, I had no clue. I collapsed onto
my elbows, keeping my ass raised as he let me go. He liked to turn
around and wait patiently for the knot to shrink, testing our bondage
every now and again with small cramp-like tugs. After five or maybe
ten minutes, his cock would pull free with a wash of creamy spend
spilling down my thighs and onto the carpet, leaving me satisfied, but
empty and aching for more.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

Later that morning, after I'd cleaned myself...and the stained carpet...
Master taught me something new. Follow. I'd opened the door, thinking
he wanted to go outside and take care of his business, but instead
he'd used his handsome head to push and prod me down the stairs.

He'd walk a short distance away and pause, turning to stare at me with
a sharp bark. If I didn't come to him, he'd return and push me again.
I learned quickly, I'm pleased to say, but I had no idea where my
Master was taking me.

"The pet store?" I asked and almost laughed as we stood on the
sidewalk. He wagged his tail at that and I could only believe that
he'd been there before.

Dog food maybe, that's what I thought. Or one of those rubber bones
they like to chew. A dog doesn't live on sex alone, after all, and
I'll admit I felt a little silly. Almost childish in a way, giddy and
excited to be walking around with him. I don't know. I still wore that
same dress. I'd washed myself and brushed my hair, even put on a
little lipstick which Master hadn't seemed to mind, and I'd followed
him downtown.

"Okay," I shrugged. "Ummm...After you, Master."

I opened the door with a nervous giggle, suddenly wondering if the
nature of our strange relationship wouldn't be obvious to whoever
worked there. I couldn't define that relationship yet, although it
must seem obvious by now. Perhaps I was just unwilling to admit I'd
become the willing pet of a beast, the sexual plaything for a creature
which should never possess such power over a human.

A girl about my age, or a few years older, smiled and turned her head
at the sound of the bell above the door. She stood on a short ladder,
holding a feather duster and cleaning the shelves apparently. The pet
shop wasn't a large one, being long and narrow the way most of the
stores downtown were. It seemed much like any other pet shop, I
suppose, with puppies in the window, assorted fish tanks to the right,
and some birds to the left.

"Hi!" she smiled at me and then looked at my Master, giving her dark
hair a toss to clear her sapphire eyes. "Hmmm...Now what are you doing
here, I wonder?" She laughed lightly as if she already knew the
answer.

Uh...Hi," I replied slowly, taking in her long legs and pert, round
butt.

I mean, I didn't really have a choice as the girl wore only a pair of
denim shorts and an over-sized sweatshirt that gave her kind of a
shapeless, vaguely feminine form above the waist. And a dog collar? A
thin band of black leather encircled her throat and I felt my tummy
tighten. She looked attractive though, no doubt about that, and I
almost felt something like jealousy when Master approached the ladder
without hesitation and turned his face upward with his bright eyes
clearly focused on her ass.

"Hey!" I blinked as the dog used the ladder to stand on his hind legs,
sniffing the back of the girl's legs and then pressing his snout
against her crotch from behind.

"It's alright," she said, which only confused me all the more. "Smell
something you like, big boy?"

"Woof," Master agreed, giving his tail a wag and I stared at his
tongue as he took a lick of her shorts first of all and then her bare
thighs a second later.

I could see his cock beginning to slip from its furry sheath, the
tapered head already dripping precum, and I had to remember to
breathe.

"That tickles!" she said with a soft laugh, spreading her legs as far
as the ladder would allow. "You want some? Let me get down..."

As if he understood, the dog made way for the girl so she could step
off the ladder. As soon as she turned around, Master pressed his nose
into her shorts, biting the denim and tugging so that she had to twist
her hips and grab fistfuls of his thick fur to keep her balance.

"Do you mind?" she asked and it took a full second before I realized
she'd spoken to me.

"What?" I stared at her fingers as she started unsnapping her shorts,
giggling happily as Master tried to help her.

"The door," she breathed. "Just turn the bolt."

"But...You can't..." I protested dumbly, understanding none of this.

"Arf!" Master barked sharply, demanding my obedience and I caught his
gaze for a moment and then dropped my head submissively.

By the time I'd locked the door and turned around again, the girl was
already on her hands and knees with Master's cock drilling her hungry
cunt.

"Oh God! Ow! Yeah...Fuck me!" she gasped and groaned, arching her back
as she tried to meet his eager thrusts.

I only stood there, watching helplessly as my dog fucked this strange
woman right there in front of me. She turned her open mouth to his,
accepting the animal's tongue and closing her lips around it. They
were kissing, I realized. Fucking and kissing and her skin had become
flushed and glistened with a sudden outpouring of sweat. She was
cumming on my Master's cock, moaning into his jaws while she rode the
swollen shaft.

"Ahhhhh..." she jerked with a long, high pitched sigh and shut her eyes
against the intense pleasure of taking the knot, a pleasure I knew
only too well and right then desperately desired.

I'd pulled up the front of my dress without realizing it and my
fingers were digging frantically against the pink folds of my sex. I
thumbed my throbbing clitoris and shoved two fingers inside my wanton
hole, fucking myself quickly as the urge to orgasm filled me. My
breasts felt heavy and I took the right in my other hand, massaging
the pliant flesh and feeling my nipples burn with a cold fire.

I started cumming just as Master dismounted the girl's back, turning
on his hinged cock so that they were butt to butt on the floor.
Through the haze of ecstasy I could see her face as a mask of pure joy
and I'm sure it mirrored my own. She smiled like she'd never stop,
panting for air and nodding her head. She lifted a hand weakly and
crooked her finger at me, drawing me close and I knew what she wanted.
The girl didn't have to tell me, I just knew, and my Master gazed over
his shoulder at me as I sat on the thin carpet and spread my legs.

"Like this..." the girl whispered, dropping her mouth to my pussy as she
knelt on her knees and elbows, holding my hips as I sat there.

"I never, um...Oh yessss..." I hissed, shivering at the touch of her
delicate tongue upon my clitoris.

Being licked by a girl was so much different than by a dog. Better in
some ways and not so good in others, but at the moment I couldn't
really appreciate the difference. She took my clit between pursed lips
and pinched it, washing the tiny tip with her tongue at the same time.
I grabbed her head with both hands, tangling my fingers in her black
hair and lifting my ass off the floor. I was going to cum again and
better this time. She suckled my clitoris hard, almost too much and I
felt something like pain, but not that. Just too much pleasure and
then I exploded with the sudden rush of my climax.

She let me have that first orgasm, but after I'd calmed somewhat, the
girl pushed and pulled me until I could lay beneath her. I had no
experience with this, none whatsoever, and I'd never imagined myself a
lesbian. I didn't hesitate though, not at all as I found myself on my
back with my head between her spread knees. Directly above my face I
could see their union, the girl's vulva distended almost grotesquely
around the huge cock and swollen knot of muscle buried inside her
cunt. Her pussy lips had been pushed inward and even the girl's clit
was hidden, crouched beneath the animal's prick.

The girl had gone quickly back to licking my pussy and I lifted my
head to kiss her own amazingly soft flesh. Her pubic hair was thin and
dark and tickled my nose and cheeks as I licked around her protruding
sex. I had my Master's low hanging balls across the bridge of my nose,
across my eyes, and I imagined I could feel them pumping his sperm
into the girl while we made love to each other with our mouths. If I'd
truly felt jealous of her once, I'd forgotten all about it. Master had
wanted to fuck her and I found her submission enjoyable, much like I
admired the animal's great strength and confidence. The power he held
not only over me, but this other young woman as well. I'd share him,
if that's what he demanded, and share the girl as well.

I held her tightly, wrapping my arms around the girl's slim waist as
Master strained briefly to pull his cock free of her pussy. I saw her
cunt being pulled outward, her thick, greasy labia becoming visible as
they were wrapped snugly around the very base of his cock. Her thin,
coral clitoris popped free, no larger than the nail of my pinky
finger, but I knew how sensitive that bit of flesh must be and I
kissed her there. I nursed on that tiny bud while the girl shivered
and moaned above me.

Master relaxed and the tension eased for a minute or two and then he
pulled again, repeating this several times while we brought the woman
off together. She was cumming over and over, barely able to give my
own burning sex any attention at all, but I didn't mind. I was happy
to explore another woman for the first time in my life, to taste her
salty skin and the smell the pungent aroma of her desire. I could even
taste her now, the briny flavor of girl cum mixed with the thin, salty
spend of Master's balls. I swallowed eagerly and lapped at their
union, anticipating the moment when her cunt would finally let him go
completely.

When it happened, I received a warm baptism of raw sex. My Master's
immense cock pulled free with a gush of fuck juice that soaked my face
and hair. His unsheathed penis fell heavily across my open mouth
before he stepped away from us and I might have sought more of the
animal except the girl immediately dropped her gaping pussy to cover
my mouth completely.

I drank from her, thrusting my stiff tongue inside her loose cunt and
being rewarded with more cum than I could possibly hope to swallow. I
bathed in their combined fluids, swallowing quickly and begging
wordlessly for more. Her labia were long and ruddy, swollen with
excitement and I took them into my mouth, chewing and sucking noisily.
She pushed herself up and rode my face, grinding her sex against my
tongue and her sweaty asshole against my nose. The girl had another
orgasm and a fresh flood of tongue curling girl cum assaulted my
palate as I struggled to drink and breathe and control the adrenaline
that had me shaking beneath her.

"That was good," she whispered, kissing me as we lay side-by-side some
while later. "I'm Marie."

"I'm Lisa," I replied, looking into her eyes. They were so dark and
blue that they might have been black, but somehow warm and generous as
well. I accepted her tongue once more between my lips and imagined I'd
never been kissed before in my life.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Oh!" I gasped as I sat up and Marie followed my gaze to see a man
standing on the sidewalk outside.

He was staring at us through the plate glass window, ignoring the
capering puppies below, and not only him. A woman stood there as well,
holding the hands of two children, a boy and a girl. Another man was
passing by and he paused even I sat there, glancing through the
window, smiling briefly, and then continuing on his way.

"They saw us!" I said, stating the obvious. "They see us! Oh God!"

I had my dress bunched up around my hips, plainly exposing my excited
sex. Marie lay on the carpet naked from the waist down and we were
both a mess. I'd been drenched with cum and my hair clung to my face
and neck, my dress stained and wet enough that my dark nipples were
obvious. We were flushed and damp and sticky and there could be little
doubt as to what we'd been doing. I mean, Master was right there too!
Licking his cock and balls lazily, ignoring everything else. Had those
people watched as he'd fucked the girl?

"So what?" Marie giggled with a wave of her hand. "The door's locked."

"But..." I blinked at her.

"I set my own hours anyway," she said, "and that was sooooo good.
Thank you."

"Uh..." I couldn't find the words to express my confusion.

"You want something to drink?" Marie asked, rising slowly and looking
around for her shorts. "I've got a little refrigerator. Coke?"

"I should go," I said, feeling nervous and frightened, trying to
ignore the people in the window, especially those children, and
failing completely. The little boy, perhaps six years old, waved at me
and I turned away quickly with a rush of humiliation coloring my
cheeks.

"What? Why?" Marie seemed genuinely confused. "You just got here. Come
on. There's a bathroom in the back."

"But..."

"You need to ask him?" she asked and I felt drunk.

"Ask him..." I looked at the dog and Master stared back at me until I
lowered my eyes.

"It's okay," she said. "I understand, believe me. Prince likes to keep
a close eye on me too."

"Prince?" I felt dizzy and I hesitated before taking Marie's hand and
letting the girl pull me to my feet.

"My owner," she nodded. "You'll meet him...If you haven't already?"

"I, uh...No...I don't think so," I said, answering her strange question,
if that's what it had been.

"He likes blondes," she said with a laugh. "I keep thinking I'll dye
my hair, but what if he doesn't like it, you know?"

"I don't understand," I said, practically begging for some bit of
reasonable information I could hold onto.

"Sorry. It's kinda hard at first," Marie offered, holding my hand and
leading me towards the back of her store. "Sometimes I forget what it
was like being new here."

"You're not from here?" I asked and she smiled at that.

"Nobody's from here," she told me. "Except the dogs."

"But..." I sighed. "What does that mean?"

"This is their town," she shrugged and opened a door marked 'Private'.
"You can use the bathroom first. I'll dig up some Cokes. Is diet
okay?"

"I guess, uh..." I nodded weakly.

"Great!" Marie smiled and kissed my lips quickly. "You taste good."

"Okay," I said and she laughed, enjoying my confusion, I thought.

A little while later...

"He brought you here for a collar, huh?" Marie asked between sips of
her soda.

"I don't know," I said, eyeing the collar she wore around her neck.
I'd been trying to explain how my Master had sort of led me to the
store.

"That's good," she said with an enthusiastic smile, reaching for my
hand and squeezing it. "You're lucky. It means he's keeping you."

"It does?" I giggled nervously, glancing at Master as he sat nearby,
seemingly content to watch and listen while we spoke.

"They'll fuck any girl they come across," Marie said with a roll of
her eyes. "They're a lot like boys that way."

"Oh." I took a drink from my can.

"But they only keep the good ones," she continued, leaning close like
we were sharing a secret. "Only the best girls get collars."

"Like you?" I asked and Marie giggled and stuck out her tongue.

"I'm pretty good," she agreed. "Yeah. At least none of them ever
complain and Prince...Hmmmm..." She sighed happily and teased me with a
playful expression. "He treats me nice."

"Your owner," I said slowly and Marie nodded.

"But what about everyone else?" I wondered. "I mean, the whole town..."

"Knows," she said. "Everybody knows, Lisa. It's kind of hard to keep
it a secret."

"I don't even know what 'it' is!" I said with a frustrated laugh.

"It isn't anything," she shrugged. "You'll see. The dogs like girls
and we like them and..."

"Why?" I asked. "I was a virgin before I came here. I didn't even want
sex, but now..."

"You're thinking about it all the time?" she grinned at me and I
blushed. "All you want to do is fuck, right? You want his cock right
now, don't you?"

"Yeah," I whispered, looking down at my Diet-Coke and I'd been
thinking about fucking my Master ever since I'd come out of the
bathroom after washing my face.

"That's what it is," Marie told me. "He owns you now. You can't help
it and you know what?"

"What?" I looked into her shining eyes.

"You don't want to, Lisa," she said. "You wouldn't change the way you
feel for anything."

"No," I agreed softly. "I wouldn't."

"So go ahead," she jerked her head towards Master. "Fuck him. Get it
out of your system for a little bit."

"Out of my system?" I laughed and as much as I wanted to get on my
hands and knees right then, I wasn't sure I could. That would have
been really strange, except then I remembered everything we'd already
done and...Strange is a relative word.

"Don't worry," Marie said, reaching up to stroke my cheek. "I was just
like you once. I know what it feels like."

"I don't know," I sighed and maybe she thought I didn't believe her,
but I did. I just didn't understand it.

"I couldn't go anywhere without Prince for the first week or so," she
explained. "If I didn't see him I'd get frightened, like I wouldn't
see him again."

"Yeah," I nodded quickly.

"I needed to be with him and I wanted to make him happy. I wanted him
to teach me, you know?"

"I know."

"It's like being addicted, isn't it?" she asked and I smiled at that.

"You think it is?" I wondered. "I mean, like in their, um...sperm or
whatever?"

"No!" Marie laughed at me. "It's not that."

"What is it then?" I felt kind of embarrassed, but I knew she wasn't
being mean.

"I dunno," she shrugged and looked at my Master. "Mind control maybe."

"Mind control?" I smiled at that idea, but...

"Or maybe they can just pick out the girls who need them," Marie
suggested. "Like they can smell what we really are."

"Ummm..." I giggled. "Okay...What are we?"

"Bitches," Marie said with a grin, like it was obvious. "Come on;
let's see what kind of collar he wants you to wear."

"You really think that's why he brought me here?"

"Pretty sure," she nodded. "Ask him."

"What?" I laughed. "Like...bark?"

"No, silly! Just ask. He knows what we're saying."

"How?"

"I dunno," she said. "Who cares how? Ask him."

"Uhhh..." I made a face, feeling kind of foolish talking to the dog in
front of her, but I'd talked to him a lot over the weekend. "Do you
want me to get a collar, Master?"

"Master?" Marie smiled at me. "Cool name."

"Woof!" The dog stood up and started walking towards a metal rack, one
of those circular kind with an assortment of collars hanging from it.

"Still don't believe me?" Marie asked.

"I didn't say I don't believe you," I said. "I just...This is really
weird."

"No doubt!" she giggled happily.

I did get a collar, going through them one by one, holding each up for
my Master's inspection until he barked and wagged his tail.

"This one?" I asked, holding a thin, leather collar and he barked
again.

"That'll go nice with your eyes," Marie decided.

"I thought dogs are color blind?"

"Maybe they are," she said. "So it's just the same sort of grey for
him or something."

"Hmmm..." I guessed that sorta made sense, but it still made me uneasy
that he'd happened to pick a collar the same shade of blue as my eyes.

"Here...Let me have it," Marie said. "I'll put it on for you."

"Okaaaay! Oof!" I grunted with surprise as Master tackled me around
the waist, pushing me down from behind.

"I think he wants to fuck you first," my new friend shrugged and I
looked up at her with a grimace.

"You...Ugh! Ow! Think?" I asked kinda sarcastically and Marie just
laughed, yanking my dress up my back and out of the way.

"Better get used to that, Lisa."

"Whaaaah! What?" I winced as the dog's rock hard prick stabbed at my
sex blindly, seeking the entrance to my womb.

"Getting fucked out of the blue," she said. "It's pretty fun though."

"Yeh ah ehhhh ah!" I sorta groaned in agreement as my Master's cock
found my pussy and about eight inches of dog prick suddenly stretched
my cunt in every imaginable direction.

"Here...Let's get this collar on while he's fucking you, huh?" Marie
suggested. "It's kinda romantic that way."

"Ohhh..." I nodded, but mostly I just pushed myself backwards to meet
the dog, rolling my hips and wanting to grind my quivering cunt on his
cock forever.

I'd been dying for it, to tell the truth, much like Marie had said
earlier. I needed to be fucked and if Master hadn't taken me right
then, I'd have had to find some way to entice him into giving me the
sex I craved. I just couldn't believe the animal's stamina, or mine
for that matter. We'd fucked all weekend, a dozen times easily, even
more than that, and now we were doing it again. Didn't he ever run out
of steam? I hoped not!

Marie fitted the color to my neck, threading the leather through the
buckle so that it felt comfortably snug. I tried to stay still for
her, but having something like 120 pounds of dog slamming a huge cock
inside my pussy didn't make that easy. My Master could drive me across
the store if he wanted, clawing into the carpet with his rear paws and
cinching my waist tightly with his forelegs. I already had some rug
burns on my knees and elbows and I really had to brace myself against
the constant pounding...especially when that wonderful knot started
popping in and out of my pussy. All he wanted to do was lock me up
tight and that experience always made me cum hard.

"You look so beautiful when he fucks you," Marie whispered, stroking
my blonde hair and kissing my face.

"Mmmm..." I sighed into her mouth, returning her kiss awkwardly with the
dog's bony chin on my shoulder, his chest covering my back. He still
pumped his cock inside me, and the knot as well because it hadn't
quite grown real big yet. Soon though, any second, and then...I gasped
as my Master's powerful haunches yanked me away from Maria's lips with
a sharp tug of my over-stuffed pussy. The knot was inside me and
wouldn't come out, at least not easily, and just like that we were
locked together once more.

"That's it, Lisa," the girl soothed me with her voice and hands,
reaching beneath me to cup my full breasts and squeeze them through my
dress. "Let him cum. Let him fill you up now. You're going to give him
lots of puppies, aren't you? Just let him cum inside you."

"Wha-What?" I blinked at her, feeling dazed and delirious as multiple
orgasms rocked my body.

I had no idea what Maria was talking about and trying to understand
her right then would have been pointless. So, I just closed my eyes
and let her make out with me while my Master's cock spilled his hot
seed deep inside my belly. The knot would ensured that it stayed there
for a good ten minutes or more and that was always the best part.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Uh...Hello," I said as I emerged from the small restroom in Maria's pet
shop.

"Hi," the girl replied and that's exactly what she was.

I mean, she couldn't have been more than sixteen, I thought, but she
stood there with a dog as large as my Master and a collar around her
neck. A pink collar to go with her lip gloss and fingernails, and tiny
toenails as it turned out when I noticed her feet. She wore sandals
and a short pleated skirt and a cardigan sweater buttoned only enough
to keep her braless breasts from falling completely free.

"That's her, huh?" the girl asked Maria who was handling one of the
puppies in the window.

"That's Lisa," Maria looked up at me with a smile. "This is Kristal."

"With a K," the girl said. "This is Mover."

"Mover?" I looked at her dog and he was sniffing my dog, and vice
versa. I hoped they wouldn't fight, that would have been a disaster!
But they didn't seem to be growling or anything.

"Earth Mover," she giggled and her green eyes softened beneath her
dirty blonde bangs. For a moment there I didn't think she cared for me
all that much.

"That's cool," I nodded.

"What's your owner's name?"

"I just call him Master," I shrugged, finding it strange how we could
both accept that word 'owner' so casually.

"That's awesome," Kristal smiled. "He fucked me before."

"He did?" I blinked at her, but she ignored it.

"I saw you before at the Sears, right?"

"I work there, yeah."

"Yeah," she agreed. "I figured you were a bitch."

"Ummm..." I narrowed my eyes and she laughed.

"I mean the good kind," she said quickly. "I know you're not bitchy or
nothing."

"Oh."

"Marie said you're cool."

"She is cool," Marie insisted, holding two squirming puppies up for a
couple girls on the other side of the window to admire.

"Kinda hot too," Kristal nodded, looking me up and down. "You know we
all do it, right?"

"Ummm...Do what?"

"Do each other," she said with a lick of her lips. "Do you like me?"

"Uh..."

"Relax, Kristal," Marie rolled her eyes and pushed a puppy into the
girl's hands. "You sound like a slut."

"I do not!" she frowned and looked at me. "Do I?"

"I wouldn't even know," I said, not wanting to get in trouble with
either of them.

"Ha! See?" Kristal stuck her tongue out at Marie and the older girl
kissed it quickly.

All of this seemed kind of insane to me.

"Who's puppies are these anyway?" Kristal wondered, lifting the one
she held up to her nose and tickling his tummy.

"They're mine!" Marie said, kind of indignantly or something. She gave
a puppy to me and they were definitely very cute. Black all over and
feisty with sharp new teeth and tiny claws.

"I thought maybe they were Wendy's," Kristal shrugged. "They kinda
look like her."

"Shut-up!" Marie laughed. "Wendy just had hers like a week ago."

"Who's Wendy?" I wondered, looking for a real explanation because
nothing they were saying made a lot of sense.

"You'll meet her," Kristal promised. "She's a cheerleader."

"Oh," I nodded, wondering what that had to do with anything.

"I'm gonna be one," the girl continued. "Next year. I'm just in ninth
grade right now."

"Kristal's fifteen," Marie told me. "But she acts a lot younger."

"Okay," I nodded.

"What? Hey!" Kristal made a face. "I'm normal. Wendy acts like she's
eight."

"Wendy's another bitch," Marie said. "Like us. Windsor owns her."

"Wendy and Windsor," Kristal giggled. "She's kind of an airhead."

"I think your mom's looking for you," Marie said with a teasing smile
and the girl rolled her eyes.

"What? She is an airhead!"

"Are all these puppies male?" I asked. There were eight of them,
counting the two that Kristal and Marie were holding.

"Of course," Marie nodded. "That's all we can have."

"Huh?" I smiled at her, not getting it at all. "Why? What happens to
girl puppies?"

"You sound like Wendy now," Kristal grinned at me.

"There are no girl puppies," Marie said. "There's no female dogs
anywhere in town."

"But..." I stared at the puppies for a second. "Then where did these
come from?"

"They're mine," the woman said and Kristal giggled.

"What did you think we were talking about?" she asked.

"I don't know what we're talking about," I confessed, but I had an
idea and I swallowed hard as Marie nodded her head.

"They're my babies," she told me. "I'll have to start giving them away
soon, but I don't want to yet."

"Yours?" I swallowed hard.

"Me and Prince," Marie nodded. "My second litter."

"A nice one too," Kristal sighed. "Eight puppies. Can you believe
that? I only had four."

"That's not bad," Marie told her. "Wendy only had three."

"The first litter is always small anyway," Kristal shrugged and she
looked at me. "Are you in heat yet?"

"Me? What?"

"No, she's not in heat yet," Marie said.

"How do you know?" Kristal asked and then snorted. "You checked, huh?
And you're calling me a slut? Yeah right!"

"Huh?" I just looked at the two of them, thinking they must be playing
some sort of joke on me. Teasing me or something. Girls don't have
puppies.

"Now we gotta do it," Kristal decided with a giggle, giving me her
eyes and smallish dimples.

The girl was extremely cute and she had a tight little body, no doubt
about that. I couldn't imagine her fucking that huge dog though. I
mean, Kristal couldn't have been but five feet tall and light as a
feather, but Mover...He was as big as my Master and she'd fucked him as
well? The idea stirred up something in me, I'll admit that. Seeing my
owner fucking her horny little pussy? Why did that turn me on? Why did
I want to see it? I wanted to kiss her too, I realized with something
like shock. Kristal's pouting pink mouth and her nipples, her tummy
and the sexy swell of her teenage cunt. I felt suddenly overwhelmed
with desire and nearby I could see my Master's tail wagging, thumping
the floor as he stared at me.

"My Master wants to fuck you," I whispered, scarcely believing I could
say such a thing.

"I know," Kristal nodded, staring into my eyes. "Mine wants to fuck
you too."

"You guys take it someplace else," Marie interrupted us. "I need to
close up before my owner comes looking for me."

"You wanna go to my house?" Kristal asked me and I nodded.

"What about, um...your parents?" I asked, feeling my tummy tingle with
excited butterflies.

"It's not up to them," she shrugged. "Come on. I really wanna do it
now."

"Me too," I agreed, unable to focus my mind on anything but the idea
of fucking and seeing fucked this fifteen year old girl.

"Come by the store tomorrow, Lisa," Marie told me. "Prince will want
to meet you too."

"Okay," I said, blinking at her and the woman smiled.

"You'll be okay," she promised. "You just have to get used to it,
that's all."

Marie kissed me deeply, filling my mouth with her tongue for a long
moment before Kristal demanded a goodbye kiss of her own. Marie gave
it to her and I watched the dark haired woman making out with the
blonde haired girl while my heart ached with lust.

It couldn't be mine though, I thought. The desire that I felt like a
fire in my belly had to come from someplace else. Someone else. I'd
been hypnotized, it seemed to me. My dog, my Master, had somehow put
me under some sort of spell, but that seemed ridiculous. Maybe the
woman, Marie, had done it. Or Kristal? I'd been fine until she'd shown
up, or if not fine, at least not quite so...horny. God! What was wrong
with me? I couldn't concentrate on anything except the desperate ache
to have sex.

"They can make you feel anything they want," Kristal said as if
reading my mind. "Your owner especially, but the other ones too."

"Really?" I held her hand as we walked down the street following our
two dogs. Every now and then one of the animal's would glance back at
us and I felt something like impatience. Kristal too perhaps as we'd
both start walking a little faster.

"The more you're around them, the stronger it gets," she whispered.
"You'll see."

Just as she was saying that we were walking past the only Seven-Eleven
in town and three guys were hanging out in front, smoking and eyeing
us with interest.

They were probably in high school and one of them said, "Hey Kris.
What's up?"

"Who's your friend?" another asked and I ignored them. They weren't
being jerks about it at least, not treating us to some of the juvenile
come-ons I'd gotten back home.

Kristal just sorta waved, but didn't say anything until we'd crossed
the street. "That's the one nice thing about being owned," she told
me. "The guys pretty much leave us alone."

"They do?"

"Oh yeah," she grinned at me. "Everybody knows what a collar means."

"Ummm...What's it mean?" I wondered with a nervous giggle.

"They can't fuck with you," she shrugged.

"Oh. Like teasing or whatever?"

"Noooo..." she laughed. "Like they can't fuck you or whatever."

"Why?"

"Why?" Kristal rolled her eyes. "Because you're a bitch. Your owner
fucks you now, and the other dogs sometimes, but no boys."

"You don't have a boyfriend?"

"Why would I want one?" she asked with a snort and then got serious.
"Your owner's not going to let you have a boyfriend. They get really
jealous of that, so don't even talk to a guy unless you have to."

"What, um..." I glanced at my Master and he turned his head like he knew
we were talking about him, giving me a long stare until I looked down.

"What if you do?" Kristal asked. "You'll get punished probably and
that sucks."

"Punished?" I almost smiled. "By the dog?"

"By your owner," she nodded.

"Punished how?" I asked. "Is he gonna spank me or something?"

"Don't laugh," she warned me, shaking her head. "I told you, they can
make you feel anything they want and not only the nice stuff, you
know?"

"Hmmm..." I didn't know, but I didn't think I was going to get any real
answers from the girl and my head was swimming anyway.�

Being outside helped. The fresh air and sunshine and all that, but my
excitement hadn't diminished at all and I found myself looking at
Kristal from the corner of my eye, admiring her pretty face and
especially her body, and trying to imagine what she'd look like with
my Master's cock stuffed inside her little cunt. That's what my
thoughts were like too. I mean, they were graphic and vulgar the way
they'd never been before. I wanted to see this girl dripping cum from
her well-fucked hole, panting and flushed and sucking a swollen dog
cock while I tongue fucked her asshole. I wanted to eat her out while
Kristal's owner slammed his prick so far into my pussy I could taste
it when he started cumming.

Those were the sorts of images that flashed through my brain and I
knew they weren't mine. They couldn't be mine. I'd never imagined such
things in my life until today and I wondered if Kristal had the same
thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked her after a minute of walking
in silence.

"We're almost there," she told me. "I live just around the corner."

"Okay, but...What are you thinking?" I asked again, really wanting to
know if it was just me.

"You mean, am I thinking about sex?"

"Yeah," I said, clearing my throat. "Are you?"

"Oh yeah," she nodded and then smiled at me. "I wanna suck Mover's cum
out of your pussy."

"Me too," I breathed. "I want to fuck your face."

"Yeah," she squeezed my hand in hers. "See? That's what they can do to
us. Walk faster."

"Let's run," I suggested and we must have been going crazy.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Mom? This is Lisa," Kristal said, introducing me as we walked through
the kitchen, red faced and a little out of breath.

"Oh. Hi, Lisa." The woman smiled at me, but mostly she watched the two
large dogs padding into the house like they owned it.

"Hi," I nodded, feeling suddenly self conscious and wanting to touch
my collar for some reason.

"We're gonna go fuck," Kristal said, pulling me along behind her.
"We'll be down in a little bit."

"Okay, um..." her mother nodded. "I'll fix you guys a little snack or
something. Are you staying for dinner, Lisa?"

"Ummm..." I just looked at her over my shoulder, still trying to
understand that this ninth grader had just told her mom we were going
to have sex.

"Her owner's gonna stay too, Mom," Kristal yelled as we were already
in the next room and headed up the stairs.

"Alright, dear," the woman answered.

"Don't worry about her," Kristal told me with a grin. "Mom's totally
devoted."

"Devoted?" I laughed and bobbled my head on my shoulders. "This is too
weird."

"Our owners rule this town," she said. "And you know what?"

"What?"

"That means we own it too!" Kristal laughed, pushing me into her
bedroom and the dogs were already waiting for us.

I pulled my dress over my head, not bothering to unbutton it or
anything and of course, I still wore nothing beneath it. My nipples
were fat and dark, itching like my pussy as I rubbed myself slowly.
Kristal pulled her skirt down and kicked it away, then her baby blue
panties which were damp with excitement. I stared at her hairless
pussy, the swell of her prominent mound and the smallish lips that
lined her thin slit. She had nice legs and a flat tummy, small but
perfectly formed breasts and beautiful pink nipples.

We admired each other for a few seconds, licking our lips and smiling.
For being just fifteen, Kristal looked gorgeous to me and apparently
my Master thought so too. He pressed his nose against the girl's sex,
licking at her skin and growling softly until she knelt for him on the
carpet of her bedroom. I did the same thing as Mover gave me his
attentions, licking my pussy from behind as I got on my hands and
knees beside Kristal.

The dogs seemed content to lap at our cunts and I spread my legs for
the animal as his tongue split my labia and tickled my thrumming clit.
I kept my head turned to the left, staring at Kristal as she looked at
me and soon we were kissing, making out passionately while our owners
enjoyed the flavor of our arousal.

Everything seemed slow and deliberate then and nothing like I'd been
expecting during the long walk to Kristal's house. I'd imagined a
frenzy of fucking, but we only kissed shoulder-to-shoulder as we knelt
there. Her tongue would tease mine and I'd suck on it before chasing
it inside the girl's sweet mouth. We giggled and moaned, smiled and
gasped, rocking our hips and moving beneath the wonderful sensations
of being eaten to orgasm by two large dogs.

I know I came several times, just the small ones that teased me more
than satisfied my desires. I thought Kristal had cum as well, but I
didn't know her well enough yet to be sure. She knew how to kiss
though! God! I wondered if I was turning lesbian. I'd had sex with
Marie earlier and now I was with Kristal, two girls in one day. What
did that mean? Nothing probably, except our owners seemed to like
seeing us together like that. If what she'd said about not being
allowed boyfriends was true, I decided I could live with that rule. So
long as I could fuck canine cock everyday and make out with girls like
Marie and Kristal every now and then...Why would I ever need a
boyfriend?

"Ahhhmmmm..." My sharp gasp at the sensation of Mover's cock stabbing
into my cunt turned into a long sigh of pleasure.

"Yessss..." Kristal hissed beside me and I giggled weakly, watching her
face contort with pleasure.

Master had mounted her the same time Mover had mounted me and now were
being fucked together. The cock inside me felt a little different than
my Master's, but I honestly wouldn't have been able to tell the
difference if I'd been blindfolded. At least not from what I felt in
my pussy. They were very different in other ways though. Master liked
to drop his head next to mine and I missed the feeling of his bony
chin digging into my shoulder. Mover kept his head up the whole timed
and his forelegs gripped me lower around my hips. It felt pretty good
and I wasn't complaining, but the experience was definitely different.

Beside me I could see my Master's face next to Kristal's, her dirty
blonde hair falling over his dark fur while he thrust his cock inside
her cunt hard and fast. She gasped loudly every time too, like a
little steam engine chugging along about a hundred miles an hour. She
looked so small like that, much too small for the huge dog that held
her around the waist and forced the poor girl to support his weight. I
could see her arms shaking with the effort as Kristal refused to give
into the pressure and collapse completely onto the floor.

I felt much the same way and I'd locked my elbows and arched my back,
pushing myself against the dog inside me as I felt the bulge growing
at the base of his prick. Mover pushed the knot inside me and a second
later he yanked it back out, over and over he did that, teasing me and
making me cum with a delicious rush of energy. He took a little longer
than my Master usually did, or perhaps Mover's knot was simply a bit
smaller than the other dog's, but either way it was almost torturous
how good that felt. The distinctive, endless popping sensation
threatened to destroy what little sanity I had left. I wanted him
locked inside me and everytime the animal jammed his prick deep, I'd
push myself backwards in an effort to keep him there.

It happened eventually, although I had no concept of time by then. Had
we been fucking for minutes or hours? I couldn't tell. My pussy
throbbed with a dull ache, something like a cramp except much better.
The dog's penis was trapped inside me, the full length of him
stretching my tender vagina with the tip of his cock jammed into the
very bottom of my sex. I could feel him, stiff and hard like a bone,
unyielding even as my cunt seemed to coil around him like a snake,
squeezing the hot juices from the animal's balls, pulling his sperm
into my womb. I fell onto my face, feeling my tits flattened beneath
our combined weight, as I came again and again.

My orgasms seemed endless and I'd forgotten all about Kristal until
she kissed me weakly on the lips. She'd given up trying to support my
Master and I smiled at the dreamy look on her flushed face. I knew
she'd taken his knot and my owner had already turned himself around
the way he liked to after locking up his bitch. Mover seemed to be
happy right where he was though, but at least he'd let me go and now
stood on his own four feet, straddling me with his cock buried in my
pussy. That felt pretty comfortable for me and I wiggled my butt just
to feel the soft fur of his belly against my skin.

"Your owner's got a big dick," Kristal whispered. "God! It feels
good."

"So does yours," I replied. "He fucked me nice."

"Hmmm..." the girl smiled at that and soon we were kissing again, making
out lazily while we waited for the dogs to pull themselves free of our
pussies.

Mover's knot shrank a little quicker than Master's, or maybe it only
seemed that way since I was three years older and somewhat more fully
grown than Kristal. She must have been truly stuffed with my Master's
huge cock and swollen knot. I could hear and see the jolt of
discomfort she felt when the dog tested their union, but I'm sure it
wasn't that painful. The girl, like me, was floating on a cloud of
endorphins and adrenaline after a good fifteen or twenty minutes of
being royally fucked.

Anyway, when Mover pulled his cock free of my pussy with a long,
deliberate tug that seemed to turn my vulva inside out for a moment, I
knew what I wanted to do...What the dogs wanted me to do. I gasped and
winced and held my breath against the sensation and when I felt that
weird pop of the knot squeezing past the mouth of my cunt, I covered
myself with my hand, trying to hold all of our combined juices inside
me.

I moved as quickly as I could, feeling stiff and sore as my muscles
complained after being stuck in one position for too long. I ignored
all that and Kristal was waiting for me, hungry to drink the heady mix
of dog and girl cum from my splayed sex. I brought my pussy to her
face as she still knelt on the floor, still impaled on Master's prick,
and took her cheeks in my hands. The dogs watched us, Mover sitting
nearby and occasionally licking at his still swollen cock, and my
Master twisting his head to look over his shoulder. They both wanted
this, I somehow knew, and their tails wagged and their eyes seemed
filled with an alien intelligence I didn't understand.

"Lick me," I breathed. "Suck the cum out of me, Kristal."

"Mmmph!" she agreed quickly and I didn't have to make the girl do
anything. Kristal pressed her open mouth to my cunt, stabbing her
tongue into the soggy cum-filled mess eagerly. The wet noises of her
sucking and swallowing filled the bedroom and were punctuated by the
occasional gasp and groan when Master would try and pull free of her
sex.

"Does it taste good?" I asked her, panting the words as my own
excitement threatened to peak once again.

The girl was too busy French kissing my pussy to answer, pushing her
pink tongue as far inside my cunt as she could get it and nursing on
the ripe flavor of my recent fuck with her owner. I hunched my hips
and played with Kristal's dirty blonde hair, keeping it out of her
face so I could watch those sexy green eyes shine with lust.

Soon enough, my Master was able to pull his shrinking knot loose and
the rest of his generous prick with it. We turned quickly then,
knowing what our owners wanted...What we wanted, because there couldn't
possibly be any difference. Kristal covered my face with her gaping
pussy, dropping her body atop mine as I hugged her tightly. We
grappled in a desperate sixty-nine, sucking each other off and only
barely conscious of the watchful eyes of the dogs. Why they enjoyed
seeing two girls do such a thing, I couldn't have guessed, but it
seemed obvious that they did.

They would bark softly, giving us their approval and occasionally
bending their heads to lick our skin. Mover pressed his nose against
Kristal's asshole as I pulled her firm butt cheeks apart to give the
animal access to her hole. He was thinking about fucking her there, I
thought, and I sucked her small clit while the dog's rough tongue
lapped at her tight sphincter.

Kristal played with my ass too, pulling at my legs to get my butt
rolled upward and I moaned into her pussy when I felt the girl's
tongue playing with my virgin anus. Soon enough my Master had joined
her and his tongue replaced hers, teasing my asshole and trying to
worm its way inside while I tried to curl myself into a ball beneath
Kristal's trembling body. She'd gone back to licking my pussy and I'd
started pushing a finger into her tight little ass. I nibbled her
labia, sucking and chewing the rubbery lips while I fucked my middle
finger into her silky soft rectum, enjoying the sensation of her butt
clasping urgently around my wriggling digit.

She felt so amazingly tight in there, as I'm sure my own innocent hole
must have been. I couldn't imagine the dogs trying to fuck either of
us in the ass, but I felt the unmistakable desire to try it. Someday,
the voice in my head whispered, my owner was going to drive his prick
inside my asshole and that insane thought was enough to make me cum
again.

=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=

"Aren't you going to take a shower or anything?" I asked Kristal,
watching as she pulled a fresh t-shirt out of her dresser.

"Nah," she scrunched up her nose. "I like being messy after I fuck."

"Oh," I nodded and she grinned at me.

"Don't you think sex oughta be messy?"

"I guess, yeah, but..." I glanced at her bedroom door. "What about your
mom?"

"I dunno," she shrugged. "Probably she likes it messy too."

"Huh! Shut-up!" I rolled my eyes. "You know what I mean."

"You just gotta relax," Kristal sighed. "Get dressed too. We're
hungry."

Mover thumped his tail when his bitch said that and my Master had
picked up my yellow summer dress with his mouth. He dropped it at my
feet and stared up at me impatiently and I could almost hear him
urging me to hurry up. Kristal's mom had been busy while her daughter
and I had been fucking and the scent of something warm and delicious
seemed to fill the entire house. I found my mouth watering and my
stomach growled, but I hadn't been that hungry a second ago.

The dog was doing it, I realized. He could make me feel hungry just as
easily as he could make me feel horny. Kristal had told me that
before, but now I finally believed her. I mean, I accepted it, you
know? I didn't have a choice and as I dressed quickly, my desire for
food only grew. I found it sort of annoying actually and I'd never
been so hungry in my life.

"Stop it," I said to my Master. "Please? I get it. You're hungry."

"He just wants to make a point," Kristal giggled. "Ready? Come on. I
think Mom made some soup for us."

It turned out to be some sort of stew, actually, and it tasted
wonderful! I ate like a pig; we all did as Kristal's mother had even
prepared a couple large bowls for the dogs. What she might have
thought of us sitting down at her kitchen table reeking of sex, I had
no idea. I still had Movers cum inside me, mixed with my own, and it
leaked steadily from my pussy while I stuffed my face. My dress was
hopeless, my body felt sticky all over and the new scratches on my
hips burned and itched. My hair felt thick and dirty, clinging to my
neck and shoulders. I was a genuine mess, no doubt about it, and
Kristal looked just as bad.

Her mom didn't seem to care though. She didn't do anything but stand
there and smile, asking us if we wanted more, pouring glasses of milk
for us, fussing over the smallest thing. She acted more like a maid or
something and I wasn't very comfortable with any of it, but I didn't
say anything. I didn't want to be rude and Kristal acted like
everything was perfectly normal and who knows? Maybe it was.

"Shoot," I frowned at the clock above the stove. "I have to go to
work."

"You do?" Kristal frowned as well. "Skip out. You can hang out here
tonight."

"I skipped out on school today," I sighed and then looked at Master,
knowing whose fault that had been.

"Me too!" Kristal giggled and her mom didn't say a word. My parents
would have killed me if I'd skipped school in ninth grade, or any
grade for that matter.

"Can I go to work, Master?" I asked, feeling only slightly self-
conscious about talking to a dog.

He tilted his head as if thinking about it and finally gave me a soft
"Woof," in reply. That meant yes.

"Okay," I nodded, sitting up a little straighter and offering
Kristal's mom a cautious smile. "Thank you for, uh...lunch? Dinner? It
was really good."

"Oh! You're welcome," she practically gushed. "Come by anytime, Lisa.
You don't have to be shy around here."

"Mom's so devoted," Kristal giggled and I still hadn't figured out
what that word meant.

Being kissed goodbye in front of Kristal's mom was a little strange,
especially when the girl reached between us to squeeze my left breast
while I sucked her tongue.

"Come over after work," she suggested. "Ask Master if it's okay with
him. We can fuck all night if you want."

"Alright, uh..." I glanced at her mom and she smiled at me, nodding her
head enthusiastically. "I'll ask him."

"Cool," Kristal breathed and then kissed me again. I thought Mover
might have been teasing the girl a little, but my Master hadn't given
me any strange ideas...yet.

"I'll see you later," I promised and gave her mom a little wave as I
followed my owner outside. This had definitely been the strangest day
of my life.

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