“I sucked his little dick, making his balls scrunch up and his knot expand. He shot a load into my mouth, which I spat out. It tasted awful. But that was my initiation to bestiality. I liked it and wanted to do it again, but didn’t really get the chance. Until that is, I met Roger. Roger had been at the party and had remembered what I had done in my drug-fuelled exuberance.”
“After we had got over the re-introduction stages and had learnt our way around each other’s bodies and sensitivities and got married, things changed dramatically. Roger had been promising a weekend away for ages. Had I known what he had planned, I would have stayed home.”
“I was taken to a farm, somewhere in Buckinghamshire. As soon as I got there, I knew I was in trouble. I was blindfolded until I was grabbed and a gag was put in my mouth. It had a ball that forced my teeth apart. My clothes were ripped from me and leather manacles were put on my wrists and my ankles were fettered. They took the blindfold away; someone who I couldn’t see said that I should be able to observe all that was going on.”
“Two women in leather harnesses took me to a room without any windows in it. They washed me from head to toe, paying particular attention to my breasts and genitals. I can’t tell you how bad those girls made me feel. I had dabbled with a woman once before, but decided it wasn’t for me. Anyway, they scrubbed me and then washed my vagina with a spray, pushing the nozzle into me and then flushing me through. I tried to get free, struggling all the while, but the manacles and gag did their job. Worse was to come. My anus was given the same treatment, a long thin hose was inserted into my rectum, and it seemed to go on for ever and must have been all of two feet long. Then the water was turned on. Christ on a stick! It was the most uncomfortable sensation and there was shit and water all over the place. I remember I cried, but it was no use, they carried on until they were satisfied I was truly clean inside and out.”
“I was taken to another room. It was to be my room for the duration of my stay. The women towelled me dry and started to rub some sort of fragrant oil over my body. Again, they spent an inordinate amount of time with my tits and genital area. Their hands and fingers massaged the oil into every crack and then one of them pushed her fingers into me. I couldn’t do anything about it. She pushed harder and harder, until she had forced me to accept her whole hand. I thought my guts were going to explode. The bitch fist fucked me until my legs gave out.”
“They took the gag out of my mouth. I think I must have said something because the one, who had been holding me up, slapped me across the face, hard. Another gag was found. This one was quite different, in the shape of a phallus. They forced my mouth open and shoved it in. It was just long enough to sit at the back of my throat, making me swallow, but not gag on it. They tied it off so that I couldn’t do anything. I couldn’t breathe at first. The automotive response shut off my airway. But the brain will override when oxygen is needed. Even though I had this long cock shaped thing in my throat, I started to breath through my nose. I soon became used to it. Just as well, because it stayed there for several hours. The two bitches left me alone in the room, hooked up to a pole with the dildo strapped in my mouth”
“Later another cock shaped strap was shown to me. I had no idea what they were going to do with it and feared they would shove that into my mouth, but no. It was shoved into my arse and the strap tied off so it couldn’t come out again. It felt huge and I thought my arse had been split. One of the women said that they would start small. After they tied my wrist manacles to a ring on the wall, they left me alone again, alone in the room.”
“I lost all sense of time. My body felt ravished and I was in pain from the fisting and this fucking great big dildo in my arse. My muscles wanted to push it out and tried for a long time, but eventually, I got used to having this thing sitting there.”
“Over a period of a few days, I was treated the same. Every so often, they took out the butt plug, as they called it, allowed me to defecate and then put a larger one back in. The same with the one in my mouth, but that was in smaller increments. I still cannot believe my body could learn to cope with that. By the time my training, as they called it, had been completed, my anus could accept a rubber dildo with the circumference of my fist without trying to shit it out. I had also learned to swallow a cock shaped dildo of about ten inches. Don’t sound a lot I know, but you look at it on the tape and then tell me it isn’t. Just try swallowing a banana and see how far you get and all the time, remembering to breathe.”
“The whip was the worst though. Those two bitches whipped me like they enjoyed it. I have scars on my back from the flaying they gave me. It will teach you respect and humility, they said. It taught me all right. It taught me to hate and to plot revenge.”
“Then suddenly, it stopped. The two bitches, as I had named them, came into the room. They untied my hands, took out the butt plug and removed the gag. They washed me inside and out as before, then, put some clothes on me. I wanted to throttle them, but my muscles had cramped from being immobile for so long. I did manage to kick one of them in her cunt, the bitch.”
“When they had me dressed, a blindfold was shoved over my eyes. They said that if I so much as touched it, they would flail my skin off. I believed them. I was taken from my room and led across the courtyard of the farm. Mud oozed between my toes, I remember that I enjoyed the coolness of it. One of them knocked at a door and asked to be allowed in so they could present their charge.”
“I was led into a room that was warm. I could hear several people were in there and I remember asking to be freed. I also remember the laugh that my pleading produced. Suddenly, new manacles or something were tied to my wrists and rings were locked onto my ankles, but without a chain between them. Then I was forced to kneel and something was shoved into my guts, making me bend at the waist. My hands were yanked forward and tied to a ring in the floor. My ankles were also attached to the floor and whatever I was laid upon supported my body. The clothes the bitches had put on me were ripped from my back. I was naked and knew I was being shown to whoever was in the room.”
“Several hands and fingers felt me. Some of them pushed at my groin and explored my pussy. Some of them were shoved up my arse, which was no problem after the way the butt plug had stretched me.”
“I remember screaming at them to let me go. I remember someone whispering into me ear that, if I didn’t shut the fuck up, I would be whipped until I bled. I shut up to a whimper.”
“After a while, a large dog was brought into the room. I couldn’t see it of course, but my sense of smell told me what it was. Something was smeared on my exposed pussy and the dog licked it off. God help me, but the dogs tongue felt good and I soon had a wracking orgasm. Then it was lifted off of me, only to be placed back again in the traditional doggy fashion. He began to hump at me, but was missing the mark by a long way and I thought, thank fuck for that! But, someone helped the brute out and guided his cock at my soaking pussy. Without any warning, this dog shoved a massive cock right into my abused cunt. He shoved it so far up and with such force that my body was lifted from whatever I was resting on. He kept on shoving at me, driving his cock further and further, fucking me at a rate that only a dog can. I felt his knot growing and pushing at my cunt, but not quite in me and again, I thanked God. But the combination of his tongue and then being shafted to there and back rendered me incapable of any control. My body took over in what is known as an ecstasy throw. I had to have the dog until I would blank out. I trembled; I howled and fucked the dog right back. Then His knot forced its way past my outer lips and sunk into me. I could feel several things at once. His knot, growing and expanding inside me and the tip of his cock finding the neck of my womb and forcing its way into my opening. The pain was bad, but at the same time, I needed it. I wanted the dog to fuck my insides out. And then he came. A dog’s temperature is quite a bit higher than ours, so the semen that flooded my womb felt scalding hot. The dog stopped pounding at me and just let his come flood me in spasms that I thought wouldn’t stop. I guess we remained tied for fifteen minutes until he pulled out of me. I thought my womb was going to be pulled out through my cunt. The come had created a vacuum.”
“That was the first of three times. I was taken away to my room again, cleaned up and then all of the training objects inserted or tied as before.”
“For three days, I was taken to the room and fucked by this dog until it had shot his load deep into me and eventually got free of my cunt.”
“The fourth day was different. It started out the same, being blindfolded and tied to the floor over the cushion and the dog giving my pussy a good slavering until I came. But this day, he was pulled off of me. Instead of the dog being guided into my cunt, I was bodily lifted onto something else. My hands and feet were off the floor and tied to something else. I had a sense of being up in the air. Suddenly, the unmistakable smell and noise of a horse came to my awareness. Without so much as a warning, I felt its hooves land either side of me and to my horror, the cock of the horse being helped into my arse. Powerful thrusts from the animal drove his cock deep inside of me. My anus allowed his penetration from the training it had received. The animal seemed to thrust forward and drive this huge cock into me, then back off to the point of almost pulling out. A return thrust shoved him straight back and the process repeated. I was lifted off the cushion from the force of his surging thrusts until, with a final massive push forward; he shot so much semen into me that it squirted backwards and onto the floor.”
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