Rita expressed her disgust out loud, while the rappers couldn’t stop laughing. Meanwhile, I licked Diablo dry with my tongue and sucked his hanging testicles. The old man had pressed Diablo to the floor and turned his backside towards me. The young man with the camera stood above me and filmed from above how the old man slowly pushed Diablo’s backside towards my face. Then I was allowed to turn my head very slowly and press my nose into Diablos asshole. And the old man kept pressing the dog against my face until the dog’s sphincter muscle closed around my nose.
“Very nice!” said the old man and pulled Diablo back up to the front. “Now we want to see your tongue!”
I lay on my side and stuck out my tongue. Again the old man pushed his dog against me until my wet tongue touched Diablo’s ass. The old man grabbed his dog’s backside and pulled it over my tongue several times. At the end I layed down on my back again and the camera recorded from behind how Diablo sat down on my face with his backside, I opened my mouth and the old man pushed the animal on my nose again. Again and again he lifted the dog slightly so that you could see the work of my lips and tongue on the film.
And my tongue found its way into Diablo’s intestines quite quickly and without any problems. His muscle gave out and I went deep into him. Sure, the dog’s stench was disgusting and to this day I have not been able to get used to the foul smell. And yet I love the devotion and relaxation that animals give me while my lips work on and my tongue works inside their asses. I sucked and licked Diablos hole for a long time.
My saliva had softened the contents of Diablo’s intestine properly, so that my tongue met his greasy excrement just behind the muscle meat. Of course I rattled when I pulled my tongue out of the dog completely smeared with ist shit juice. Of course I choked when the disgusting taste filled my whole mouth. But I also knew that the camera demanded to see the slimy brown residue of the dog shit in my face. The old man pulled Diablo aside and I licked with my dirty tongue over my lips and spread the dog shit evenly around my mouth.
While the Negress gave me harsh orders to keep my mouth open and stick out my tongue, the old man rubbed his dog’s backside several times over my tongue. Diablo’s fleshy sphincter twitched incessantly and of course the dog handler insisted on rubbing the soft muscle flesh over my nose again until the slimy dog shit, softened by my saliva, stuck around my nose. After he had checked that the asshole of the animal was now completely cleaned, he pulled Diablo up and took him in his arms. He lovingly stroked him and praised him for his patience. Meanwhile I had to kneel down.
From the sofa, Jeff screamed for Rita to kiss me clean. The three rappers laughed out loud. Rita started to rant and scream something loud. The Negress calmed them down. “Rita, not today. But next time, you’re gonna have to lick this bitch whore. You got that?”
Rita had gotten herself together again and nodded her head.
The negress threw a wet washcloth in my face and ordered me to clean my face. I kneeled down on my knees and washed the skin around my mouth and nose. The old man had his dog on the leash and came to me. Very slowly and with his hard cock sticking out very stiffly he went around me and inspected me. He touched my breasts and opened my holes.
“Unbelievable! First the sow faints in pain, then she drinks dog piss and licks dog shit, and she’s still wet as a bitch in heat!” He’d gotten close to my face, wanking his fleshy long dick. “And it makes you horny to let your inhibitions fade infront of the niggas?”
“Yes, sir,” I moaned as the old man dropped his cock on my udders and pinched my nipples, “all I can think about is being a good white slave pig to every nigga!“
“So, you like Diablo as much as you like niggas?”
“Oh yes very much! I can’t wait to be mated by Diablo.”
“I’m glad!” laughed the old man, “and I’m sure Diablo is too. He likes it when women can’t get enough of him and are very, very sweet and devoted to him, right Diablo?”
The dog looked at its owner and barked up briefly.
“He needs a little more time before he accepts you as his fuckhole. But I’m not worried. You already reek of bitch and Diablo’s fucking everything.” With that he rubbed Diablo under his chin and the dog snuggled up to the old man.
“I’m gonna show Diablo now what can be done with you. He’s always very interested. I’m going to piss in your mouth, piglet!“
“Thank you, Daddy!”
“It’s not much, I’m an old man, but it’s nice and bitter and you’ll like it!” He ordered me to lie on my back, stepped over my face, squatted obscenely and aimed at my mouth, which I opened. Then a dripping, radiant stream of urine began to pour out of his cock into my mouth, which I immediately tried to swallow. It did indeed taste very bitter, disgusting and spicy. I swallowed everything anyway.
The old man looked at me and smacked me hard in the face, which took me completely by surprise. My right cheek was burning and I moaned. Diablo barked.
“What’s it called, bitch?”
“Thanks, Daddy. Please forgive me, Daddy!”
“That’s better!” with it, and he reached his flat hand into my wide-open shame. “Still wet!?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
He looked at his soaked hand and let me lick it. “Too bad your little cunt can’t get fucked today.”
He stood up and strutted with Diablo to an upholstered chair, settled down with a loud groan, spread his legs, pushed Diablo between them and crawled the dog’s belly. “Come here!” he finally barked to me.
Meanwhile he held his uncircumcised cock, which was very thick and fleshy, in his hand and now demanded that I should lick and blow him properly. He had pushed the dog aside and the animal looked interested. I licked the man clean, tasted the sebum under the foreskin, pulled it backwards, exposed the glans and sucked it off for a long time. The dog came closer and let his tongue slide over my face. I allowed the dog’s long, wet tongue to enter my mouth and lick me.
The old man slipped forward a little and lifted his legs. My tongue circled the shaft of his sex once more, wandering to the testicles before carefully circling around the asshole. The man relaxed under my licking and sucking movements and moaned. This went on for quite a long time and again and again the dog tried to help me with the licking. While my mouth was doing its work, the man explained that the dog was getting horny on me because ist owner owner was horny on me. He further explained that he would fuck me right away – hard, from behind, in the ass – and the dog would then simply imitate him. But in addition he had to take in my smell and my taste.
“Kiss my ass! That’s it! Now take a finger and massage my intestines from the inside. I moistened my right middle finger with the saliva that was already hanging around Daddy’s asshole, and gently pushed it into the old man’s intestines. I kept licking his asshole. “Very nice! Now you are deep inside me! Pull your finger out and lick it off! “And you can look forward to doing the same thing to Diablo.”
I pulled my dirty finger out of Daddy’s ass and licked it off with relish. Diablo helped me do it. Finally the old man pushed my head to the side, stood up and ordered me to sit down on the free upholstered chair. Before that he closed my hands on my back with cuffs, so that I sat on the armchair defenceless and unprotected. With a few skilful movements the old man slipped me on the armchair in such a way that my ass was placed far in front and I was more likely to lie in the armchair. Then he spread my legs wide and fastened them around the backs of the armchair with two leather loops each. So cunt and ass were completely open and exposed.
The camera went close to my soaking wet hole while Daddy made rude remarks.
“The sow is still wet! Unbelievable! I’ll change that!“ cried the Negress resolutely. But Diablo was already in front of me and stuck his cold snout into my cunt. I trembled. His wet tongue ran like sandpaper over the tender flesh of my labia. His licking became more and more demanding until he growled, danced back and forth and literally buried himself in my shame. The old man pulled Diablo back and calmed him down. From the corner of my eye I could see that cock tail had been extended.
It was the small leather whip of nine tails, soaked in salt water, with which the Negress now stood before me. As if to confirm that she was now really getting serious, she opened her robe and let it slide to the ground. Then she called Rita, who came next to her somewhat reluctantly and tried to appear disinterested. “Here,” said the Negress, stroking the soft flesh of my thighs just before the pubic bone, “here the flesh is particularly tender and sensitive to pain!“ And right away she hit me deep with the whip. I screamed with pain and terror. “The closer you get to the cunt, the more painful it is!” Then she struck again and hit a bit further up, very close to my hole. I whimpered. Five times she hit my thigh, until I cried with burning pain.
Then she took the left thigh. While the right thigh turned blood-red and the welts like long pustules could be seen quite quickly, the skin on the left thigh burst open immediately. The dog barked. She stepped in front of me, admired her work, hit the already bruised skin with her flat hand, then came close to my head and forced me to caress her fat ugly udders. “Darling, that’s only the 10 lashes you’ve earned. Remember?”
I nodded in pain.
“But you know what? The 10 lashes aren’t enough for me. Because I get a hell of a kick out of watching you suffer. That’s why I’m going to beat your cunt to a mush,” she whispered, “I love to let blood flow over white cunts like you. Then Diablo has something to nibble on!”
With that she stepped in front of me again and looked at me. “Fine white flesh for lashing!” She laughed. “Now watch closely, Rita. I hope you don’t even want to end up like that.” And the negress explained to her by pulling my cunt apart, twirling my clit and fingering my tender asshole, that my beautiful meat was still intact and pink, but in a few minutes it would only be swollen bloody mince. And with that she took a long swing and put the first cut directly on my open shame. With full force. It banged and cracked in my head. Then the pain exploded. I screamed and threw myself to the side, but I couldn’t move more than my head. I begged for mercy.
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