Beastiality

His powerful forelegs clamped her heaving hips in a tight embrace pulling her to
his furred underbelly and preventing her release. With each thrust of his canine
hips, his cock drove deeper into her belly causing her to whimper with the pain
of having this monstrous dog cock search out the neck of her womb.
The Doberman was her master now in more than just the physical sense. She had
invaded his territory and offered her sex to him. The pack instinct had taken
over, this was not just about procreation as far as the animal was concerned,
this was about authority, this was about being alpha-male, this was about
dominance.
Duke, as his human counterpart had named him, was alpha-male in the pack of
three dogs that guarded the two and a half acres of prime Californian real
estate. It seemed that a ten foot high wall, instead of being a prevention to
entry, was a challenge laid down to any with a spirituous nature. Duke, and the
two Doberman-boxer crosses were the last resort. A silent infrared trigger set
them free of their pens to seek out and subdue the trespasser. They had
perfected the art of search and hold, trapping the unwary intruder until humans
came to take the person away. It worked most of the time, but occasionally, the
wait for their master took too long. Boredom would take over and the dogs would
have their fun, often with disastrous results and a body to be disposed of.
He had made his point with this woman. Without actually fucking her until he
knotted with her, he had made sure she knew of his dominance. He bit her
shoulder in a final act of aggression and allowed the two other dogs their way.
He knew their immaturity would prevent them from consummating any union, but
they had to learn. Although it is an instinctive thing with animals, experience
counts.
He withdrew from her white thighs, negligently noticing the red welts where his
claws had raked her skin. He signalled to the waiting pair that she was theirs
to play with and stood by to watch.
Very soon, the brindle was lapping away the seminal fluid that leaked from the
bitch’s labia. Bruno was pleased to see that the brindle was becoming an expert
in bringing these bitches to screaming fits with the powerful strokes of his
tongue. It was a familiar scenario. A human woman breaks over the wall; trips
the sensor and the three of them get to have fun with the intruder. Rarely would
his master intercede in these episodes, believing that she deserved the fate she
was receiving.
While the brindle was performing earth shattering fellatio, the white had forced
his cock into her mouth. It was quite usual for their victim to display fear or
an unwillingness to comply with this act, but they all succumbed to it in the
end. The white had a reasonably long dick and could quite often get them to
throw up on his semen as it splashed against the back of their throats.
This woman seemed to be enjoying herself. Although this wasn’t a necessity as
far as the three were concerned, it did make for an interesting session if
compliance was granted. Having turned over onto her back, She grasped the whites
cock at the base, just behind his tennis ball sized knot and was sucking avidly.
The feeling for the white was almost the same as being knotted and there would
only be one outcome from that. Sure enough, in very little time, copious amounts
of dog come were slipping down her throat. She swallowed most of it and licked
the throbbing member that she still had grasped in her hand.
The brindle had a penchant for this treatment as well. Unfortunately, it was
rare for one of the bitch’s to want to, or be able to oblige. No problems to
Duke, the brindle was the most junior of the trio and got whatever was left. If
that meant he didn’t climax, well so be it and that was just tough.
Tonight’s entertainment was up for it though. As soon as the whites knot had
receded, the brindle let her know he was in the mood for some of the same by
placing his ready cock in her face. Bruno and the white sat and watched as she
slurped and manipulated the brindle’s dick until he too sprayed her throat with
his seed.
Bruno, thinking that perhaps he might just fuck this one all the way, calmly
walked over to the prone girl. Her clothes had become shredded in the struggle
to avoid capture or were now left discarded on the grass where Bruno had ripped
them from her body in order to get at her sex. He smelled her, taking in her
scent. His synapses told him she was fertile, healthy and very aroused. Her
organs relayed messages in synaptic responses in his brain, telling him that she
was not yet satisfied, that she wanted more, that she was not yet pregnant. That
was how it should be. His own sex with her had been more to subdue than
impregnate.
He turned her over so that she was once more laying on her front. A quick check
over revealed no damage to her apart from a few minor scratches. Grabbing the
back of her neck in his powerful jaws, but being careful not to grip too hard
and break her skin, he dragged her to their den. The girl whimpered and cried
out, but didn’t resist and even helped by crawling across the grass.
At last, they reached the shelter of the brick kennel with its warm bedding and
clean fresh water. The girl drank from the stainless steel bowl, slaking her
thirst and washing out to taste of dog come from her mouth. She seemed to know
that her place was as part of the pack, at least for the present. Exhausted, the
girl curled up in a corner on some of the straw bedding and was soon asleep.
During the night, the brindle was allowed to practice fucking the girl. She was
encouraged by nuzzling and growling at her to suck him until he was good and
hard. The dog returned the favour, licking her sex until she quivered and
lubricated her self. The brindle mounted her, grasping her waist in strong
forelegs and rammed his cock deep inside her. It didn’t take too long before his
thrust took on an urgency as his climax built. In deference to the pack leader,
he kept his knot from entering the willing woman’s vagina. He shot his load,
liberally spraying it inside her and then continuing his emission over the
creamy white skin of her arse. Instinctively, he cleaned her skin, licking all
traces of his sex from her. The result was that she came with force, soaking his
muzzle with her come. She slept until the dawn.
The gardener always let the dogs out to exercise in the morning. Given the
freedom of the grounds, the three dogs would chase around until they lay panting
and ready for breakfast. This morning was no different, he opened the pen gates
and gave the dogs their freedom. Bruno hesitated and preferred to stay with the
girl. He didn’t want her to leave the pen and be taken away with the gardener.
“Well, what you got there then?” The Gardener was accustomed to finding
intruders who had had the attentions of Bruno and his boys. He wasn’t used to
finding them sleeping with the dogs though.
She woke, stretched and yawned in one fluid motion, then realised she was
looking at a fellow human from the dog pen with few clothes on. She shrank back,
trying to make her self as small as possible. Neither Bruno or the Gardener
could guess what was going through her mind, but watched fascinated as her fear
showed in her eyes.
“Please leave me alone.” She croaked. “I want to stay here in the warm.” The
pleading was all to evident in her voice, even Bruno understood her need to stay
in the pen were she felt safe and secure.
“I’ll bring you some food then. Can’t have you starving can we? I mean, even the
dogs get fed well here. We’ll just call it our little secret shall we?”
She nodded her acceptance of the food and complicity in her stay. Later, food
was brought by the Gardener as well as some bottled water. She was too busy
sucking Bruno’s giant cock to really acknowledge the delivery. The Gardener
withdrew, leaving her and Bruno to their pleasures.
Food was brought twice daily from then on. The Gardener not once commenting on
her situation, but accepting that she was quite happy and well.
Bruno checked his new mate on a daily basis as well. Every day he would smell
and lick her sex, checking to see how she fared from the constant fucking and
administrations of the three dogs. Time past and in what seemed like only a few
days, almost a month had slipped by. A regular routine settled on the four. Each
day she would allow the dogs to fuck her, clean her cunt and she would suck them
until they shot their load into her mouth. She showed no sign of inhibition, the
dogs availed themselves of her, using every entry into her body, but never tying
with her. The girl thrived and gave of herself as much as was given to her. She
seemed to have no bounds to her capacity to love these dogs until they were
sated.
The day dawned, bright and sunny as usual under the Californian sky. Breakfast
was eaten and the dogs had their usual romp around the gardens. Bruno returned
to the pen ready to lay in the girls lap and have his customary nap. The other
two usually gave him a little time alone with the girl in the mornings.
Her smell had changed. Something undercut the usual human stink of sweat and
body odour he had become accustomed to. This changed scent excited his olfactory
senses and elicited a tingling in his balls.
He checked her over and discovered she was menstruating; this was what he had
been waiting for, although he wasn’t aware of it. Bruno could no more help
himself than stop his actions. Without any preamble, he shoved his nose into her
groin and drank deeply of her aroma. His excitement mounted all the time.
Involuntarily, his cock exited the protective sheath and swelled with blood.
Bruno licked her, his tongue tracing between her lips and over her clit. She
shuddered in her own excitement, probably knowing what was to happen in a
fundamental and animalistic base sense.
She turned around and knelt on all fours, offering her sex unhindered to him.
Bruno continued to excite her with his tongue, hearing her breathing grow ragged
and gasps escape from between her clenched teeth. She was ready to receive him
and Bruno had reached the point of readiness, with his cock throbbing and
dripping, fully extended from its furry haven. Bruno mounted her, but was
disturbed by the white and brindle returning to the pen. He snarled a warning to
the eager pair, which told them, in no uncertain circumstances, that their
presence was not welcome. They backed off, grovelling in deference to his
superiority.
Once more left to themselves, Bruno and the girl began the prelude to sex again,
raising their readiness until the point of orgasm. Once Bruno was certain she
was ready, he mounted her and tried to shove all of his dick into the waiting
fuck hole. His aim was off, nearly all of his cock slipped effortlessly into her
anus. Under normal circumstances, she would not have minded and backed onto him,
but today was to be different; they both knew what they wanted.
The girl pulled forward, grabbed Bruno’s glistening and extended cock, then
guided him into her vagina. Bruno launched his tool into her, breaching the neck
of her womb in a powerful thrust that took her breath away. He clamped her waist
and began to pound into her, each stroke getting him deeper until his knot
banged against the outer lips of her labia. He was getting very close to
reaching his climax and could feel her readiness to accept the entire animal
dick that was nudging the opening of her cervix. Bruno thrust longer and with
less force, but more determination, suddenly, he felt his knot slip between her
contracting muscles. He was fully enveloped by the tight sheath of her sex and
the muscles contracted around the base of his knot. Bruno could not move now
without doing damage to one or both of them. Instead, her own internal muscles
took over the rhythm and massaged his tool over its length, positioning the head
and forcing it into her womb.
Bruno exploded; his semen streamed into her, filling her womb until her belly
extended with the influx of his fluid. She held him with her muscles, still
massaging and coaxing out every last drop of him. For several minutes, Bruno
continued to pump his seed into her, then, when his waves of orgasm receded, she
held him trapped inside her. They waited for about ten long minutes until her
muscles relaxed and Bruno’s knot diminished enough to let them separate.
Very little flowed from her. Dutifully, he cleaned her while she curled up in a
foetal position, totally sated and pleased with herself.
Bruno and the girl mated several times during the day, but without the same
effect. They knotted, but his semen was ejected as soon as they parted. Bruno
would not allow the other two anywhere near her and stood guard over her,
issuing a warning to them and the Gardener.
His nose told him she had become impregnated, that she was carrying his
offspring. He would not leave her side for more than a few seconds until she
bore four small puppies.
The girl stayed with Bruno for another year or so, producing two more litters of
puppies that displayed remarkable intelligence and height. The Gardener sold
these pups and made a fortune from them. Eventually, the girl was discovered by
a vet who had come to check over the animals she was taken away from the pen in
a van with blacked out windows. Her power of speech had all but left her and she
preferred to walk on all fours. Bruno was put down. The Gardener was prosecuted
under the indecency act, the girl was never seen again, but a new breed of dog
sprang up. It had this almost human capability to understand what was said to it
by the owners and displayed a tendency to stand on its hind legs.

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