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Kristy after school

Kristy, could you get the Peterson file for me?" Mr Jones asked, looking up from his desk.

"Sure." I grumbled. I hated working  at the kennel. All my friends got to run around after school. My dad, on the other hand, thought this would be a positive experience for me, and insisted that I spend some hours after school and on the weekends working.I think he also had an ulterior motive as well for getting me this job.   As a late bloomer in puberty, my pert titties and rounded hips had just recently begun to swell to womanly proportions and I think he was looking to keep me out of harms way by hiding me away at the kennel where the local boys couldn't get into my pants. As a senior in high school I shouldn't have to take that sort of treatment.  But if there was any consolation, Mr Jones was a drop dead gorgeous man and I fancied him badly.  So my pent up sexual frustrations were taken out on him.

I swished over to the file cabinet, my short mini skirt barely covering my delightfully rounded butt cheeks. Cheerleading and aerobics kept my body taunt and trim. Wrapped in my swirling mini, the twin apples of my rump cheeks made a bold, firm outline, and yet maintained just enough of what I might call baby fat to give me a soft and jiggly quality. I grinned to myself. The Peterson file would be in the bottom drawer, so I had an excellent opportunity to tease Mr Jones. I bent at the waist and my skirt rode up high over my hips and butt, exposing my nether charms to plain sight. The thin cotton material of my tight little pink panties snugged up into the crack of my ass. As planned, the panty crotch twisted, bunched, and slipped neatly between the pouty hairless lips of my ripe, plump pussy mound, exposing them to Mr Jones' view. Reaching for the requested file, I wiggled my ass for effect, and stifled a groan of delight as the undies which split my juicy little twat shifted, rubbing across my stiffening clit. Already I could sense my pussy begin to moisten, and felt the wadded cotton crotch soak up my slippery wetness. I would soon have to thoroughly finger fuck myself in the bathroom to work off my growing arousal, but it was well worth it if I could torment Mr Jones in the process.

From behind me, I had apparently gotten the desired effect, as I heard a quiet groan from Mr Jones, who shifted uncomfortably behind his desk, probably painfully adjusting the almost perpetual erection which I delighted in causing him.

"Got a nice stiff bone on for my juicy twat, boss?" I thought smugly to myself. "Tough. Live with it." But by the time I turned around from the file cabinet, I had wiped the grin off my face and politely handed him the Peterson file. Mr Jones pretended to be absorbed in his paperwork, but I could feel his eyes intently focused on my young lean body as he glanced over the top of his file. Making a show of it, I seemed to absent-mindedly slip my hand under the hem of my little dress and tug my twisted panties out of the clefts of my butt and pussy. I snagged one of the elastic leggings, pulled and then released. In the quiet of the office, the resulting "snap" as it seated itself back against my firm rump flesh was unmistakable. Barely covered from Mr Jones prying eyes, my finger caressed across the protruding mound of my cotton covered puss, coming away with a sample of my slippery girl goo which had seeped into the panty crotch. Mr Jones chair creaked and groaned as he shifted again, and I nearly let a giggle escape, which would have spoiled the game. I quieted myself by discretely slipping my sticky finger into my mouth and savoring the warm shimmering coating.

"Aren't you cold in here, with ah... that outfit? he asked, unable to keep his eyes from being drawn to the erect points of my nipples which showed quite clearly through my thin cutoff shirt. Of course I was cold, the tattered bottom of the shirt thrust outward by the firm twin globes of my growing titties, leaving an ample amount of bare midriff. However, I knew the sight of such delightfully suckable nipples perched so proudly on my plump, ripening titties was driving him slowly insane. I made it a point to never wear a bra at work, and whenever possible, put as much bounce and jiggle in my step as I could get away with.

"Oh no, not at all." I lied in an innocent baby doll voice. "I guess I'm just a hot blooded little girl.."

"Yes, well, I guess so." He stammered. "Well, I err... I have to stop off on the way home from work and get some supplies. Could you please could finish up feeding the dogs for me and then lock up? Thanks Sweety." His right hand, hidden under the desk, groped at his rigid cock and adjusted its position. He rose awkwardly from his desk, his pants doing little to conceal his large erection.

I ran my soft pink tongue over my lips and wished him a nice trip home. As he walked stiffly out the front door, I turned my attention to the work at hand. The quicker I got on that, the faster I would be out of here.

I started with the pack of large male dogs we kept penned up in the first kennel. I stepped into the cage and carefully latched it behind me. The dogs seemed more excited than usual, even for feeding time. I thought nothing of it however, setting the heavy bag of feed on the floor and proceeded to tear it open.

"Hey! Look out dammit!" I shouted in protest as the gang of dogs closed in and knocked me to my knees. To my surprise however, they didn't pay any attention to the spilled pile of dog food on the floor. Instead, several cold wet snouts nosed up under my short skirt, flipping it up over my hips.

"Stop it!" I protested, but only half heartedly. One of the few things that I did enjoy about my job was rough-housing around with the larger dogs. I giggled and pushed them away, but they closed right back in.

I attempted to smooth my skirt back down over my hips, but the dog pack was insistent, and my little mini proved to be no protection from their rooting, prying muzzles. It was then that I realized that they had taken an interest in the distinctly female odor issuing from my juicy cunt. They had an incredible sense of smell, and it told them that I was in heat. Wet furry snouts pushed into my cotton clad crotch from behind and underneath, probing, licking my pussy through the moistening material. Others squirmed and prodded at the taunt elastic around my thighs, seeking to sneak in along that route. A cold nose pried between my quivering butt cheeks and pressed firmly against my puckered anus. The dog snorted with delight, and a puff of warm air caressed the opening to my rectum through my panties. I shivered in response, and felt my puckered asshole blossom open. The snouts on my pussy pressed in harder, and growling noises of frustration were uttered as the pack tried in vain to find a way past the persistent panty barrier and into my irresistible honeypot.

I could have gotten up right then and there and put a stop to this, but something in me said that all this licking and attention on my pussy was too good to pass up. Surely their talented tongues could lick me to a far more delightful orgasm than I could ever achieve with just my fingers stuffed up my twat. After teasing my daddy all day, I was pretty hot and bothered, and in desperate need of some relief. Decision made, I maneuvered onto my hands and knees and arched my back, sticking my ass up high in the air. My panties snugged tight across my pubic mound as I spread my knees wide, trying to give the dogs easy access to my covered, juicy pussy. A shiver of excitement coursed through me as they went to work, licking and sucking at my tasty pink briefs and the bald plump rise of my leaky pussy hidden underneath. My loins began to twitch, and I knew that a warm, sticky cumming would soon be at hand.

A short shriek escaped me as my rump got nipped in the frenzy. This was followed by a ripping sound. Looking back behind me, I saw a black husky - the one we called Max, looking proud as could be, with a thin shredded strip of my pink panties dangling from his mouth. There was a brief silence as the pack paused. Max had been found a way to breach the hated panties and a few of the other dogs seemed to pick up on the idea. I took a few more nips on the ass as the pack attacked my cotton undies, but held my ground, sensing it would be worthwhile. In less than a minute the remains of my underwear hung in wet tattered ribbons, no longer a barrier to the prying snouts of the dog pack. Exposed to their intent gazes, I felt my loins quiver with anticipation and my moist, soft pussy lips unfurled, revealing the tasty pinkness inside.

The excited pack milled around like puppies at feeding time. Except today feeding time was different. Today the house special was bald little girl pussy, served up in a sauce of warm sticky cunt juice, and a side order of tender, puckered asshole, all garnished on a bed of ripped pink panties. Their long wet tongues washed over my crotch. My rump was soon slavered with doggy saliva. Max attacked my cunt with great enthusiasm, somewhat like a dog trying to lick the remains of the peanut butter out of a jar. He pressed his snout deep into my crotch, and his rough tongue explored my silky puss. A second dog, with a bit more effort, had managed to pry open the puckered rosette of my anus, and was giving my clutching rectum the same treatment. I shrieked again, but this time in delight, as I came with an intensity I had never before experienced. Cunt cream flooded out of my pussy, driving Max into a frenzy. I reached back with both hands and pried my muscular butt cheeks apart, wanting to get his snout as deep in me as it could go. The two doggy tongues worked frantically, digging deep into my pussy and asshole. I finished off my first healthy cum, and was well on my way to a second helping. I was in orgasm heaven.

I suppose I should have realized that I was being selfish, but I was caught up in the excitement of the moment. I felt like a queen with a troop of servants at my beck and call for my pleasure. Down on my knees, surrounded by this pack of friendly dogs, I would have been content to have them tongue fuck me up the cunt and ass, twat juice and doggie spit running down my smooth, silky thighs until I had cum to my satisfaction. The pack however had other ideas, and would see to it that they're own satisfaction would be paid in full.

The big husky pulled his snout out of my churning twat, and nipped at the second dog whose tongue was so delightfully servicing my anus. With a wet slurp his long tongue withdrew, and both my fuck holes stood empty. I groaned in frustration.

"Come on Max," I cooed, swiveling my hips lewdly. "Suck my little pussy dry. Come on, doggy yummies!"
My fingers began to creep upwards along the insides of my thighs, almost unconsciously. If these stupid dogs wouldn't finish the job they started, I knew that digging a finger or two into my buttery pussy, (and yes, maybe even easing a couple into the slippery confines of my hot little rectum - although I'd never tried that before) would do the trick. However, I never got the chance...

The first hint I had of Max's inclinations was when he reared up and mounted me. I was shocked at this unexpected turn of events and tried to escape him, crawling forward on the floor. A quick nip on the neck was all the warning I needed. The husky was a very powerful animal, and I was at his mercy. It was quite clear then that Max would tolerate no disobedience from his bitch. He was in control and I knew I was helpless. Shivering in fear, I knew I had no choice. Some animal instinct took over. I spread my knees in open invitation and arched my back, submissively offering myself to him. Thrust backwards below my rump, my pussy lips opened like a flower in anticipation of his dog cock. I dropped my head and looked backwards between my legs. I gasped. His cock was huge! For all my teasing, I was still a virgin, and couldn't imagine taking even a portion of that prick into my tight cherry twat. It was all of twelve inches in length and easily as thick as my wrist. Rigid and red, it was a fearsome weapon to have aimed at a girl's snug little pussy.

"Max, No! Bad doggy." I called out, attempting to reason with him. "You're way too big for me."

Max however, was not a dog to be reasoned with. More gently than I had expected, he maneuvered his massive prick in line with my crotch and inserted the tip between the hairless lips of my wet dripping cunt. Almost as if he sensed my fear, he slowly but forcefully pressed himself in. Head down, I watched in amazement as my cunt opened to stretch around his large organ. Not counting my fingers, this was the first penetration into the depths of my cunt and I was understandably frightened. His shaft slid into me. My pussy mound flared and bulged, and I cried out. It started as a cry of pain and fear, but transformed to a lustful squeal of delight. He was only part of the way in and I was stuffed! I spread my legs to try to better accommodate his huge size, but there was little to be done about that. A serious case of ten pounds of sugar in a five pound bag. He slowly pushed up against my cherry and stopped, uncertain. The rest of the kennel was draped in a strange silence. All creatures there waited, unsure of what would happen next.

I however was now quite clear on what I wanted. Panting just like one of the dogs, a frenzy of fuck lust had overcome me. In one sharp motion I lunged backwards. The large husky's shaft broke through my virgin barrier and his massive cock spiked up to the hilt in my pussy in one smooth motion. The pain of my cherry being taken was washed away by the wonderful feeling of fullness. My hot twat convulsed around the length of his massive shaft as I came. I bucked and writhed underneath the big husky as he patiently waited for me to regain my composure. My pussy dribbled cream in long stringy strands on the floor and I was crying with anticipation for the fucking I knew Max would now give me.

"Fuck me Max! Slam your huge dog cock into me!" I yelled, not caring if some passerby might overhear. I was on the verge of howling like a bitch in heat and little details like the possibility of being discovered on my hands and knees, taking a savage dog fucking was up the twat didn't concern me in least at this point.

The large husky caught my enthusiasm. Wrapping his forepaws around my ribcage, he went into action. Gritting my teeth against the jarring impacts, I sobbed with mindless delight as he hammered his massive cock in and out of my twat. My cunt lips shamelessly dragged at his prick on the outstroke and joyfully welcomed his return as he lanced back into my steamy depths. A burning friction caught fire in my pussy as his full length strokes cycled in and out of me with increasing speed. He hammered me over and over until it all became one big cunt stuffing blur of events. He had incredible stamina and I lost all track of time during our coupling. I came again as he plunged into me deeper than before and then held himself in that position, a prelude to the next event.

To my amazement, I felt his prick begin to swell to even larger proportions than before, and then realized that what I was feeling was his knot expanding to tie us together. It grew and grew, stretching my well reamed hole to unbelievable dimensions. I cried and squirmed and bucked underneath him, attempting to dislodge his powerful cock from my cunt, but to no avail. Max was quite experienced at controlling lustful but reluctant bitches and outweighed me by an easy 30 pounds. My struggles proved hopelessly futile He was locked in the steamy wet clutches of my silky pussy and would not be dismounted until he had pumped his bitch full to the brim with a burning load of dog cum. The depths of my twat trembled with anticipation as I accepted my fate. I pushed backwards against him, wanting every inch of him in me when he shot. His breathing became harsh and rapid. Then, with a powerful jet, he blasted his scalding cum into my womb. Gush after gush hosed into me as my body reacted of its own accord. I came once again, and my cunt clamped down on his huge pulsing dog cock. The muscles in my twat rippled, milking him, greedily sucking every drop of hot sticky cum out of him.

Finally it was over. He shivered with delight. His huge knot, swelled up to form a perfect seal in my twat, maintained its massive size and perfect fit. To the large Husky, I was no different than any other bitch, so the knot kept us tied, ensuring that his hot load of sticky seed would find its mark. With my pussy stuffed full of doggy cock, and his hot cum bubbling in my womb, I giggled at the thought. Little Kristy, knocked up, pregnant in a tragic case of doggy rape. They would have to send me off to live with Aunt Emma until I delivered the puppies. I gave another little schoolgirl giggle as my twat lips, spread as they were, rippled and fluttered around his staggering girth.

I was exhausted from the ordeal, but waited patiently for Max to release me. Finally his huge knot subsided and he dragged his semi-erect cock out of my soggy pussy with a wet slurp. The cool air of the kennel caressed my crotch and I didn't even need to look to know that my cunt was a gaping hole, stretched well beyond its normal limits by the husky's incredible size. Still on my hands and knees, I panted, trying to catch my breath as my lover's hot cum drained out of me. It poured from my open pussy lips, first in heavy drips, and then in a steady trickle, puddling on the concrete floor between my knees. I was too tired and satisfied to even move, so I just knelt there, basking in the afterglow.

Suddenly, a heavy weight landed on me, nearly knocking me flat. A large German shepherd had bounded onto my back, mounting me now that Max had been satisfied. A shock ran through my body. I hadn't thought of what would happen after the big husky was done using me. There were nine other dogs in this large cage and, to all indications, they all now expected breeding rights. Each would mount me in turn, according to the pecking order of the pack. I scrambled across the floor in a desperate attempt to escape the pending doggy gang bang. The German shepherd however was having none of that. He growled and nipped at my shoulder, just as Max had done. Again, the warning was clear: Be quiet and take it, whore-bitch. We own your cunt and you will service us. Disobey, and we will punish you before you get your fucking.

Always a fast learner, I ceased my struggles and once again arched my back in obedience. I offered my open pussy to the twitching cock of the German shepherd and he sunk his meat into my sticky twat. I decided that this wouldn't be that bad. Gray, the German shepherd who had mounted me, didn't have quite as large a cock as old Max did. It was still impressive by any normal standards, right at ten inches long and just a bit smaller than my wrist. But what could he do that Max hadn't already accomplished? As he slipped into my dribbling pussy, I tried to clamp down on him and milk his prick in the silky grip of my cunt. As long as I had no choice in the matter, I might as well give my doggy lover the best fucking I could. Gray shafted in and out of my twat for several minutes, but it was no use. Max had reamed me out so savagely and for so long, that, for the moment, I had nothing left to give. Had the big German shepherd waited a while, I could have recovered, and given him a proper fucking. In my current state, I was going to be a pretty poor lay for my new lover.

Gray growled in frustration. He was a proud dog, and not accustomed to fucking a loose, sloppy twat. Maybe he even thought that something had gone awry, perhaps that he had mistakenly slipped his cock only between my legs, thus accounting for the lack of tightness and satisfaction. Whatever the reason, he withdrew, and adjusted his position on my back. I thought for a moment that he might have given up, but then the intent of his new mounting position became quite clear. Wet and slippery from its brief stay in my pussy, Gray positioned the tip of his big cock against the clutched pucker of my anus and began to push.

Oh, now this was too much! Unable to admit even to myself how much I had really enjoyed the stern fucking that Max had given me, I couldn't even imagine having to take it up the ass from the second dog in the pack. I started to twist away, but a warning growl from the German shepherd served to remind me of the earlier nip on the shoulder. It seemed I really had no choice in the matter. If Gray so chose, he would fuck me, his bitch, up the ass if it so pleased him. My only chance I thought, would be to deny him access. His large cock pressured against the opening to my bunghole even as I clamped down my sphincter to close him out. It was a standoff for about al minute, with Gray trying all sorts of angles and positions and me straining to keep him from slipping his eager cock up my rectum. However, in the end, Gray's persistence overcame my exhaustion. My puckered little anus relaxed ever so slightly and the tip of his cock squeezed inside. I never really had a chance after that. He took three or four powerful lunges as I gasped. My vision blurred as my eyes teared. I was impaled on a large dog cock, and the fucking up my virgin ass was about to begin.

Fortunately, the German shepherd's cock was coated with the slippery cum which still dripped from my pussy. Once his cock was lodged up my ass, the slick fluids did much to ease its passage. Gray started slowly, dragging his cock out of my bung until nothing but the tip remained inside. A strange feeling of satisfying fullness overcame me as his thick hot dog cock was then slowly stuffed up my tender backside. Tired as I was, I was surprised to find the sensation pleasurable. Then the nerves around my pink, widely splayed bunghole flared and my anal pucker twitched to life. Gray shafted his meat up my asshole and I cried out with lust. I had never before even masturbated my anus, and the sensations I was feeling now were beyond belief. Not that I had a world of experience, but a huge dog cock up the butt was so different than a vaginal fucking. Somehow all the sensations were amplified. As the German shepherd's cock drew out on the backstroke, my imagination increased its length many fold. Out and out it slid, each vein and ripple on his huge prick gently caressing the sensitive skin of my tight anal gap. He reached his maximum point of withdrawal and paused for effect, with only the tip of his thick red tool held in the warm grasping tube of my tender rectum. I sobbed with anticipation. I dropped my face to the floor and steadied my ass high in the air, begging for his cock to refill the hungry void up my ass. He teased me, remaining motionless for a moment, perhaps to remind me who was in charge. Then my doggy lover rewarded me with exactly what I craved. Face down in the kennel, I clawed at the cement floor with my fingers in blind ecstasy as Gray eased the length of his prick up my slick trembling rectal hole His furry balls snugged up against my pussy, tickling my lips, and I knew that I had him hilted. I gripped him with my sphincters, rippling my anal muscles along the length of his powerful shaft. I released him and he withdrew, teasingly slow, only to force himself, knot deep, into my clutching bowels once again.

The pace rapidly increased. At first I tried to match the German shepherd stroke for stoke, thrusting my hips upward to greedily accept his meaty thrusts. It didn't take long however, for him to completely overwhelm my ability to keep up. Soon all I could do was kneel there on the cold concrete floor, with my ass held high and my butt cheeks spread, taking every inch of red hot dog cock that Gray had to offer. In and out he pummeled me, always taking those long, full strokes which he seemed to know I enjoyed. By the time he was nearing completion, I had pretty much lost all sense of reality. I was shrieking and crying as orgasm after orgasm shattered through the walls of my pussy. A raging ball of heat blazed in my ass. I don't know if its possible for me to have an anal orgasm, but that's sure as hell what it felt like. Purely on reflex now, I could feel my anal muscles rippling and gripping at the driving doggy cock. The floor beneath my face was wet as I drooled in anticipation of the pumping of steaming dog cum up my ass. I may have even pissed myself, but like I said, I was pretty out of it by then and can't really be sure of anything at this point.

 

I do remember the moment I felt his knot begin to swell. He pressed himself tightly up against me, flatting out my rounded ass cheeks, and exploring even deeper depths of my straining bunghole. Abandoning myself to the sensation, I held perfectly still, not wanting to do anything to spoil the moment. The knot swelled inside my anal opening, and I prepared myself for a load of dog sperm up the ass. Just as an experiment, I shifted my hips to test the quality of our tie. Gray seemed unconcerned, as I should have been. The knot up my asshole was huge! I should have realized from the incredible pressure in my rectum that there was no way to break our tie and expel his massive cock from my ass prior to the critical moment. Gray scrambled on my back for purchase as I felt his prick swell and then pulse. A grunt escaped my lips as I felt the first of many hot wads of dog spunk rocket into my bowels. His cock pumped and pumped, filling me with his sticky cum. I swear I could feel it coat my bowels and fill up my anal cavity. My German shepherd lover had a lot to offer. I would have thought that the seal of the knot up my ass was nearly perfect, but Gray pumped so much hot cum up my ass, that it began to overflow out of rectum. That was only natural, I supposed, given that his huge cock had me stuffed so full that there was little room for all that stuff to go. Warm rivulets of doggy cum bubbled out of the imperfect seal between my anus and his still rigid prick and ran down the cheeks of my rump. We must have stayed tied for about half an hour before Gray's knot finally began to whither. Often I would think that he must nearly be done, but then he or I would shift ever so slightly and his cock would once again pulse and jerk in my clutching anal grip. Finally I was able to relax my ass muscles enough for his shrinking knot to withdraw. Although my pussy had somewhat regained its original form, my once tight and puckered asshole now stood reamed out and open. I could imagine how it looked, a gaping hole, red from the friction of the prolonged fucking, and coated with a thick glaze of drying doggy cum. I sighed with tired satisfaction.

A sharp yap and yelp of defeat brought me back to my senses. Max was back, and so was his huge erection. He was lining up on me for a second mounting, but suddenly , with a snarl and a bark, a confrontation broke out. The black husky, apparently the dominate one in the pack, wanted another crack at me. His huge cock stood hard and at the ready, and he wanted some more of his bitch. The other dogs were up in protest. Not all of the entire pack had yet had their first chance to fuck me, and here the big husky was already going for seconds. Aside from not being fair, it was as if the rest of the pack seemed to know that if Max got a second chance to get his monster cock in me, I would be too loose and reamed out, spoiling the enjoyment for the rest of them. My pussy, although beginning to recover, was still gaping open and dripping., and for the moment, my cavernous asshole was more or less beyond use, pleasurable now only for the larger dogs.

It was touch and go for a while, and threatened to break out into a full pack brawl. Max got in a few good bites, and sent several of his opponents slinking off with their tails tucked, but in the end he finally backed down in the face of the majority. It was agreed, it seemed, that all the dogs in the cage would have their choice of either of my love openings, and be able to pump their loads of hot dog cum either deep in my twitching pussy or up my dark and clutching rectum. There was no question however as to who would get first shot at seconds. The big husky would take me again when the rest had finished. He had a point to prove, and the fucking that was in store for me would be merciless. He would take me up the ass, hard, long and deep to spoil it for the others. My little bunghole would be savaged, I could see it in his eyes. My pussy and anus twitched with slutty anticipation.

Perhaps I could have escaped during that moment of earlier confusion. I may have even thought about it, but my pussy was making most of my decisions for me at that point.. As the pack sorted things out, I stretched my cramped and tired legs but then resumed the position, eager for the pleasure of my next mounting.

With Max on careful guard off to one side, the next dog in the pack mounted me, taking me in the cunt.

I was beyond pretending to put up any fight, so I simply offered myself to him, arching my back to make my little cunt mound stand out below my rounded rump. His long upwardly curved prick slipped between my pink, pouty twat lips and my fucking continued. I did my best to satisfy his thrusting urges, straining to snug my sloppy pussy down around his invading prick. Given a brief reprieve, my sore little puss had somewhat regained its original form. Concentrating, I was able tighten myself up and provide a warm, grasping cunt for his pleasure. I reasoned that if I was a good little bitch, and gave the doggies all the tightest, most clutching fuck my sore little twat and bung could manage, I would be able to get away and nurse my ravaged, cum filled body back to normal.. I'll spare you all the details of all their mountings at this point, but trust me, it was quite a long night. After the first several dogs, both my fuck holes were perpetually full of doggy sperm. As they pounded their pricks into my love sockets, a lewd sloshing sound issued from my soggy wetness, echoing in the otherwise quiet kennel

At one point I do remember looking up to see a silky Labrador standing in front of me. He was a large but not aggressive dog. He was looking pretty whipped, apparently having gotten the worst of Max's wrath in the earlier scuffle. He looked so sad as he paced back and forth, obviously as eager as the rest of the pack to join in on my doggy gang rape. However, he wanted no further part of Max, who stood guard over my upthrust ass, ready to step in and take his second turn. I couldn't help but feel sorry for him, as he nervously paced and whined, his big cock stiff and thrust up against his belly. I don't know what possessed me. Perhaps it was the sad, gentle look in his eyes, or more likely the realization of my situation....a gang of dogs lined up to pump me up the twat and ass, the remains of my pretty pink panties shredded and dangling between my legs, puddle of dog cum on the floor between my knees, growing ever larger from the hot loads dripping from my well reamed fuck holes... Who knows? Anyway, I reached over and wrapped my hand around his prick. Sensing relief was at hand, he stepped over and straddled my head. It was an awkward position, what with the a Dalmatian currently mounted on my back. He had chosen to use my pussy for his satisfaction and was busy corkscrewing his prick into my trembling cunt.

But regardless, I strained upward and managed to fit my mouth over the black lab's slippery cock.

Confused at first, he then lunged forward with excitement, pushing his shaft past my lips until the tip of his cock slipped into my throat. I could see his legs tremble as I swallowed, milking his prick. He seemed to enjoy this immensely and began to pump. Slippery precum oozed from the tip of his prick and I eagerly washed his prick with my tongue. Just when I thought that the night couldn't teach me anything more, I discovered a craving for wads of hot dog cum shot down my throat. I nursed his cock with my lips and tongue, savoring the slippery fluid awash in my mouth. He fucked my face with reckless abandon, and it wasn't long before I felt his knot swell up just inside my lips. My nostrils flared for air as I took him down my throat. Pumping my face back and forth, and massaging him with my tongue, I found that I could manipulate his cock around in my mouth and gasp the occasional breath of air I needed to survive. Then I would slip his cock back down my throat, milking him off. I swirled my tongue around his prick and caressed the base of his shaft with my lips. He stood rigid and quivering. My throat eagerly milked the end of his doggy cock as I reached up to gently squeeze his balls. I was rewarded with a gush of hot cum which splashed into my throat. The force of the impact sprayed his sticky seed all over the inside of my mouth and my tastebuds melted with delight. I came, my pussy clutching feverishly around the Dalmatian's pummeling cock. That was all that was needed to set him off too, and I was pumped full of dog cum on either end, two spewing dog cocks spiked in my mouth and twat. The thrill was beyond description.

I may have passed out at that point, I'm not sure. The rest of the pack had their way with me, I'm sure, but all the details are a little fuzzy. I have no idea how many times I serviced each of those dog cocks that night in the cage, but I was sure that I would never again receive a fucking like that in my entire life. It seemed like hours on end that they continuously mounted me, taking me in the hole of their choice. I was vaguely aware of the wet sticky pumping noises I heard as they relieved themselves over and over again in my soft little pussy and asshole. I was pumped so full of dog cum that each new fucking began with their hot sticky fluids spraying out around their driving cocks, the seal on my pussy and asshole no longer tight due to the incredible stretching that each had been subjected to. I came countless times, but eventually I was so exhausted that I could little more than kneel there on the floor, basking in the glow of my multiple orgasms, and wait for the next dog to take his turn. I awoke on my hands and knees, soaking in a large puddle of cum. Max, the big husky, stood tail to rump with me, his huge knot still tied up my ass. He had gotten in the last fuck of the night, as all the other dogs were napping in various spots around the cage.

Max dragged his knot out of my rectum and dismounted. Apparently I had serviced the doggy pack to their satisfaction and was free to go. I slowly stood, testing my sore and trembling muscles. My cunt and asshole had no current inclination to swell shut, allowing a flood of warm dog cum to pour out and slime down both legs. Slowly I limped my way out of the cage. I turned and looked at Max as I relatched the door from the outside. Our eyes met and an understanding passed between us. I might be on the outside of the cage, but we both now knew who the true master was. Perhaps I would stray to other lovers, but Max, my first, would always be the best, and he held a power over me. "Anytime", he seemed to mock, "anytime you need it really bad, baby, you know who can put it to you like no other." My pussy trembled with longing and it was all I could do to tear myself away from his penetrating gaze.

Looking at the clock, I breathed a sigh of relief. I still had half an hour to get myself cleaned up before Mr Jones was due in for work. My family would no doubt be angry and concerned that I didn't come home last night, but I figured that I could come up with some convincing lie about a sick dog that needed attention, or something like that.

I quickly cleaned up as best I could in the bathroom and stuffed my shredded, cum soaked panties in the trash. No salvage there. When I came out, Mr Jones was at his desk, absently shuffling through some papers. We talked briefly about why I had stayed at work all night, which seemed to satisfy him. I was surprised that he so easily accepted my explanation, he told me my parents had rung him looking for me..

"Oh, Kirsty, one last thing. Could you take a look at this for me?" I bent over the desk to inspect the contents of a large envelope he had laying there. Mr Jones circled around the desk and put his hand on my shoulder. I spilled the contents of the envelope onto the desk. I blushed shock red as photographs cascaded across the desktop. Hundreds of shots, it seemed, of me on my hands and knees in a kennel, repeatedly pleasuring a pack of large dogs. Seems my Mr Jones is quite the shutterbug. Most of the night he had caught on film. Good quality pics too, 8x10 glossies and some wallet sized. "Of course I came by to see if you were ok as the phone rang out.  Imagine my surprise to see you like this.  So I rang your parents and told them you were staying over to care for an injured animal that had arrived after I left.  They were happy you were showing some responsibility.  Sweety, I think that there are going to be some changes around here from now on, unless of course you think your friends and family might be interested in seeing these? Who knows, maybe some of your little girlfriends would enjoy a stay at our kennel too. You could have a pajama party" He grinned. For once I had no smart reply.

"By the way, Sweety," he inquired casually, flipping my short little skirt up over my hips, "what exactly did happen to those tasty little pink panties you were wearing yesterday?"

"I don't know." I lied, mumbling defeatedly, but I don't think Mr Jones heard me. He was too busy bending me over the desk and pushing the head of his rapidly stiffening penis into the soft pink folds of my hot clutching pussy. Well trained now by my doggy tutors, I pressed my ass back to him and snugged myself down around his probing cock.

"You know, honey," he continued, pressing a finger into my anus, "I think that we're not going to have any more discipline problems from you from here on in, or else you could spend another night in the kennel with those dogs."

Bent over the desk as I was, Mr Jones couldn't see the grin spread across my face. If punishment for being bad meant another night of prolonged doggy fucking, I was going to be a very naughty little girl. Perhaps this wasn't going to be such a bad job after all. I sighed contentedly and spread my legs a little further so that Mr Jones could get his big cock all the way up into my puss. He pried a second finger into my hot slippery ass, and I knew things were going to turn out ok. 
 

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