I sensed that Eggs was almost ready for his breeding session. The swollen knot that was preventing him from leaving had now been deflated to manageable size. Eggs was tucking his deflated cock and he knew that the moment was close. I could feel how my asshole was stretching from the inside when he tried to pull out. The adrenaline that had gone through my veins when Eggs had fucked me almost to anal climax, had already left my body a while ago. That meant there was nothing to numb the experience. I squealed when my ring started to widen once more, ‘Uuuuuuuuuuuuh!’. My body tensed up and I could not help to wiggle my body to reduce the stress I was experiencing. Bacon tried to hold me in place, so he would not lose the cock sleeve he had found between my breasts. But still, I twisted and turned in agony.
Eggs pulled as hard as he was able to in the process of ejecting the receding knot from me. My anal opening stretched until the knot popped from my ass like a cork from a champagne bottle, ‘PLOP!’. Eggs had to take a few steps back to balance himself, and as a counter-reaction, my tied body leaned in another direction. I swung back only a few centimeters, but even that was enough to force Bacon from his new favorite spot. I howled when sudden emptiness inside my ass came to be, ‘Aaaaaah!’. Although, I probably should have kept my mouth shut. Bacon realigned himself in the wants of returning to hump my breasts. But while trying to climb on the table, he also pushed his cock inside my screaming mouth which was lined perfectly for the insertion. My voice was cut short when the slimy dick was pushed past my teeth and down into my throat before I had any time to react. Bacon did not mind this at all. He thought what came naturally for all the males; “Hole is a hole.”, and proceeded to fuck my mouth.
‘Ughmn… mhh…’, I tried to scream while having my mouth filled with cock. In a short period of time, I had been forced to give him a handjob, a titjob, and now a blowjob with deep throating as an extra benefit. This seemed like a bad joke in my mind. I had somewhat accepted giving the handy or him humping my boobs, but having him fucking my mouth… this was a new low. Including that, this could even be dangerous.
In panic, my eyes were now wide open. I stared upside-down when an angry red cock was sliding in and out of my mouth. The red lipstick that I had worn for the evening was creating a ring around the canine penis. With each subsequent thrust, the ring got closer to the base. It was horrifying to see how deep inside my throat Bacon was forcing himself. I fought against the gag reflex that the event was causing me to experience. I’ve given blowjobs in the past, but those could not prepare for me the brutal face fucking I now had to endure. I had to keep myself as calm as possible. In the most fuck-up ways possible, the pre-cum once again helped me. The intoxicating and disgusting taste filled my mouth, but the lubrication did make taking the cock more manageable. But in my mind, it was like rubbing salt into a wound.
In every possible sense, the whole situation was now even worse than having Bacon have sloppy seconds with my ass. At least Eggs had prepared that hole for something like this. Thinking about my ass made me pay attention to the other side of my body. I felt the husky licking my twitching asshole clean. To my surprise, most of his semen was still inside of my rectum. I could feel the volume of thick substance sloshing inside of me while I was being face fucked. When Eggs had pulled out from my ass, I had swung backward mouth first to “welcome” the other canine cock. Since my body never swung back, the filthy doggy cum did not have out and was forced to puddle up inside of me. With each passing second, my sphincter recover from the rough anal fuck session I had been forced to suffer through, and soon the contents of Eggs’ testicles were sealed behind the anus. When Eggs noticed this, he withdrew from the scene of his crime and went to continue his feast by licking his cock clean. This left me alone with Bacon who was having time of life.
The red ring from my lipstick was creeping closer and closer to the base of Bacon’s cock. I almost had the whole thing inside of my throat already and it was suffice to say that I did not enjoy the experience as much Bacon did. My jaw was aching from being forced open and even my face had started to hurt since his balls kept slapping my rosy cheeks with each lunge. Through all this crap, I kept hearing the joyful panting of Bacon. I could not see through the brutal face fucking, but I could imagine him lolling his tongue and drooling happily all over my swinging tits. I had loved these animals like a co-parent, but I was ready to end them both if I survived this.
While my throat was being violated, there was one positive development. I was about to get my hands free from the ribbon. The fair amount of jizz that Bacon had spread to my hands while I was giving him handy had lubricated my wrists enough that I could soon pull free. I only hoped that I could have reached that point faster. Maybe then I would have been able to protect my dignity better. But at least I could now make sure that there were no further incidents. Material from the ribbon was really cutting into my skin, but little by little it was giving in. The loop suddenly became loose when I was able to pull my hands free. And it was not even a second too late. Bacon had slowed down his pace and I knew what that meant from my previous experience with Eggs, Bacon was readying to knot my mouth.
I opened my eyes to see the situation. At first, I could not see anything since his testicles were resting few millimeters from my face, but after pushing them aside I could see the lump forming at the root of his penis. The red lipstick from my lips was clearly visible on the knot when Bacon pulled slowly back to realign himself. “This is my chance!”, I screamed in my head when I grabbed the penis with my freed hands. For a while, I had been afraid of what would happen to my teeth if Bacon had his way with my face, but now I had a chance to prevent that fate. I pushed him up as hard as I could while holding the knot with my both hands. It felt slimy and slippery, but I could not let him shove it in. For a brief moment I hoped to push him completely from the top of me, however, after only a few seconds it became clear that the muscular dog would not budge that much.
Bacon ceased his humping and focused all his effort to knot me, but I was able to hold on until the ball at the root of his cock had grown too big. I could not do much about the shaft lodged in my throat, but at least I was able to stop further damage from occurring. After a moment, the german shepherd became content with the situation and stopped pushing. I took a long breath through my nose when I noticed that I could ease up as well. I knew that I was not out of the woods yet, but it was better to focus on gathering my strength than panic. That panic can come later.
I used this moment of peace to recover and check how hurt I was. I removed my left hand from his loins and began exploring my own body. My throat felt swollen due to the thick cock being embedded inside of it. There was not much that I could do about that until Bacon got up. I figured that it was a matter of moments before he understood that he couldn’t knot me so he would get up. I continued my exploration lower with my body and I found a surprising amount of either saliva, pre-cum, or my ejaculation was puddling on my stomach. Having my body bent into the yoga pose, had created a sort of cup under my breasts, and evidence of this bestial encounter was being stored there. “Fuck me… I can’t wait to shoot these two.”, I thought while feeling nauseous. Both dogs had left my pussy alone after Bacon had orgasmed me with his tongue, so I did not find anything out of the ordinary when I touched my labia. I was still warm and moist, but since I was sweating that felt normal. I was happy to notice that my asshole had recovered… somewhat as least. It was very sensitive to touch for obvious reasons, but I did not find any lasting damage. I felt how some of the doggy semen had leaked from my ass, but for my distaste, it was clear to me that the majority of Eggs’ load was still puddling inside my bowels.
Unbeknownst to me, the german shepherd thought that he had knotted me nice and proper. In my exhausted state, I had only focused on gripping the knot as hard as I could. I had not noticed that Bacon had tugged the canine penis a couple of times to check if it was secure. So while I was making sure that my body was still mostly intact, Bacon was ready to inseminate my throat. The only alert that I got from the upcoming semen storm, was the twitching of his balls right in front of my eyes and the sudden pump that I felt from the palm of my right hand while I was holding his knot. Pulse-like motion rippled through the canine cock and before I had even time to think it through, sperm was being shot into my throat.
The hot puppy-making matter was being ejaculated straight down to my stomach by a tool that I had deepthroated. The tip of the cock was so deep inside of me that I did not need to even swallow the semen to receive it. The sudden burst of sickening substance made me try to scream, but obviously, only muffled grunts came out, ‘Ughammaugh…’. Bacon was howling in joy while I was struggling with the experience. He enjoyed the feeling when he was finally able to release the contents from his testicles after such a long time. The german shepherd could not remember when he had even seen a bitch last time, if ever, so he found my mouth extremely useful to satisfy his urges.
Like with Eggs, the torrent of canine seed did not seem to end. The amount of protein that I had to ingest was so insane that I thought I might drown from the volume of semen. Thanks to Eggs, I still had a bowel full of doggy semen and now Bacon force-fed my stomach. I felt like one of those hentai girls who are pumped so full that eventually the sperm just explodes from their holes. In my anxiety, I start to punch the stomach of the dog to force him to dismount and end this horror. Previously, I had been scared of how would he behave, but it was different now. If there was a solid chance that I might drown in goddamn doggy sperm, I rather have him bite me to death instead. Since we were not tied together, the plan actually worked… kinda. The strong german shepherd could not care less about the baby punches that I was striking him, he has had insect bites worse than that. But the knot is normally there for a reason. Bacon simply became impatient and started to pull his loins from my face. The cock withdrew from my throat with one slow pull, but not before pouring his sperm all over my mouth, face, and hair. The sheer volume of the substance was intoxicating and made me feel dizzy. I did my best to spit out the foul seed from my mouth, but that did not get rid of the taste and the smell that lingered longer than I cared for.
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