There was no fighting back this time either. I was on my knees, basically presenting my bottom to Brody, and there was no way out. Since I could not pull my head from the dog house or push my body in, the area in which I could move in was mere centimeters. Because I could not move away, I tried kicking Brody so he would stay away. But even that failed miserably when I missed and lost my balance for a short moment. I would have fallen if I wasn’t “fortunately” tied to the anchor. The choker tightened around my neck and soon I was gasping for air. “Yeah, I am not trying that again”, I noted to myself. As the final act of defiance, I simply tried to shield my pussy with my hands. But just like when I tried to kick Brody, I found out that it was difficult to keep my body in perfect balance without using all four of my limbs. After the choker had reminded me again of what happens when I do not stay level, I reluctantly moved my hands from my pussy. In defeat, I placed my hands on the frames of the door, and I braced for the inevitable.
Without anything or anyone preventing Brody’s access, he was now probing my nether regions vigorously. And very soon it was starting to affect me. Even though I had done my best to lose all the memories of what had just happened less than 15 minutes ago, my body had not forgotten the experience. The warm and tingly sensation inside of me had started to build up at the very second when the tongue touched my private parts. I hated it. I could not suffer through being tongue fucked by a dog again. But after every passing second, it was becoming clearer that there was nothing that I could do. My body was in a perfect position to allow Brody to suck my pussy and sniff my ass until he was satisfied.
My backside was an open buffet for Brody, and he was able to satisfy his oral curiosity better this time than he was able at my bed. Back inside, Brody’s primary focus was to relieve the pressure from his balls. But now he could put his complete attention to savoring my taste. Or maybe I should say tastes. My current position gave Brody’s tongue access to my asshole as well. And he absolutely loved to lick it and push his snout at it. For me, this was a new type of torture. No one had ever touched my butthole before and it was difficult to address those new sensations under duress. I knew what to expect when my lover is licking my clitoris and labia but having something eagerly toying with my ass was indeed unexplored territory.
The firm tongue explored the area between my honed buttocks with ease. I had thought that squeezing my backside would have given him a pause, but he dug in like it was nothing. The tip of his tongue was drilling against my asshole, and it took all my concentration to not allow him to penetrate further. Brody’s mouth and tongue were like a slobbering mess. Every part he touched, became coated with his saliva. So, when he gained some space, he spread his drool everywhere to make the area accessible for his next assault. That meant that when I lost my focus for the tenth of the second, he would conquer another square millimeter of my body. I know it does not sound much, but in time it adds up. And Brody had all the time in the world.
I had not noticed how wet my pussy had become after a few minutes of oral violation. All the saliva which Brody had spread around my buttocks had distracted me from my heat. The canine saliva got mixed up with my pussy juices, and I could feel how the fluid trickled down my legs. Even though Brody loved the taste of my ass, even he could not resist my overflowing pussy. An involuntary moan escaped my lips when I felt the rough tongue once again lapping my juices. My clitoris had become even more sensitive while Brody had focused his efforts elsewhere. And now it was begging to be caressed. I tried to fight off the feelings I was experiencing, but I could deny the fact that my body wanted to be touched. Pleasure is the sole function of the clitoris, and it did not care if it was a human or an animal that touched it. I cared, but no one was asking from me.
Electric sparks flew from my loins and I could not help but whimper inside the dog house. The pleasure was simply too much for me to stay quiet and the sounds of my moans echoed from the walls. It was becoming evident to me that I was going to climax soon. That fact had not escaped Brody’s mind either. The bitch at the tip of his tongue was tasting better and better. When he decided to drill his long and meaty tongue deep inside my vagina, I orgasmed. Back inside my old room, he had done something similar, but this time he was able to dig even deeper between the offered goods. This drove me deeper and deeper into the abyss. The heatwave originating from my vagina soon washed over my body. It would have been hell if anyone would have seen me being orgasming while the dog was sucking me off. But that did not stop me from screaming my lungs off when pleasure made me forget my surroundings.
The choker was especially excruciating. It was difficult for me to maintain my composure when my whole body is convulsing from a long orgasm. A couple of times, I lost my balance and I only noticed it just before I was about to black out from accidentally choking myself. Every time it happened, I was gasping for air while my face felt like it was burning up from the exertion. I do not have many coherent memories of my orgasm, but I do remember planning to burn all chokers in the world after that experience.
I believe that it was the first time in my young life that I had squirted when I had cummed. And it took me a while to calm down from it. Brody had happily slurped all the pussy juice that he was able to churn out from me. But even for him, the volume had been too much. To get it all, he had to leave my pussy alone for a moment so he could clean my legs from that tasty substance. This gave me a chance to regain some parts of myself. I was breathing heavily the hot and stale air of the dog house. I could not help myself to think about the situation. By my count, that was my fourth orgasm of the day. I had no idea how many I still had to endure before Brody was done with me. The thought scared me. I could not figure out a way to escape this problem and it did not look like the dog was getting bored with his toy anytime soon.
So far for Brody, everything that had happened during his magical afternoon had been a prelude. Sure, he had been able to nut once already, but since he had not been able to seal the deal with the knot, he was not done. Not only that but it was clear that the bitch agreed with him. Why else she would have followed him to his den and presented her puppy-making hole for him? When I personally thought about the experience in later days, I felt incredibly stupid for not understanding the severity of the situation. The full grasp of the circumstances came clear when Brody mounted me, and I could sense his body weight on me. “He is trying to fuck me!”
‘NO! Get off Brody!’, I shouted. But he obviously did not care. I had always thought that having sex with animals was just a myth, but why else would he be on top of me? ‘No, you cannot do this for me’, I begged him. I recalled the moment when he had slipped out of my throat before. I was not able to assess the exact size of his cock, but I knew it was huge. My jaw ached just from the memory. And now this beast tried to ravage my pussy with that tool. Even though he kept missing the mark, he did it very forcefully. His thrusts were very powerful, and I had to do my everything to just brace myself. The first few jabs took my breath away since I had no means to prepare myself for them. It only took a few centimeters of movement for my leash to cut me off from the air. Brody’s humping made sure that there was even less of a chance to protect my most sensitive of erogenous areas.
I had not paid attention to my tattered and destroyed clothes for a while. Let’s just say that I had something else in my mind. When Brody jumped on my back, I could feel how the nails of his paws cut into the light material. I could not care less about the soiled summer dress, but for the following days, I had to hide the scratch marks on my back and at my sides. I did not need to see it to know that Brody ripped through the summer dress in his violent attempt to mate with me. He did not finish off my garment completely, but after the initial mounting, the dress felt like one of those hospital gowns that can be left fully open at your backside. There was no means for me to turn my head and see the damage, but the feeling of his fur against my bare skin spoke volumes of how exposed I now was.
I knew that my prayers would not be answered but it did not stop me from whimpering and begging him to stop, ‘Please Brody, please no, no…’. Canine’s penis was moving back and forth on top of my vagina. The movement felt smooth and effortless. It was evident that my pussy juices were lubricating the tool. Every time I felt him pushing the monster cock against my labia, I thought that this was the time he would slip it in. But then he would miss, and the dick moved past my wet hole to the direction of my bulging tummy. While traveling back and forth on my body, the tool rubbed my clitoris which made me shiver. I had just recovered from the last climax, so my clit was ultra-sensitive. The seconds ran by, and Brody’s cock kept growing and hardening under my body. I could not stop myself from feeling dreadful when the monster cock touched my belly button, “If he ever pushed that into me, I will be split in two”. But things had progressed so far that it was no longer a question of “if”, it was “when”.
My body was feeling the heat again. The constant rubbing of my pussy had awoken my arousal. The sorrowful whimpering had stopped, and I found out that lustful moans were once again echoing back to my ears. I had not forgotten how disgusting and humiliating the situation was, but that could not stop my body from responding to the stimulus. It was obscene. I was on the brink of being fucked by a dog against my will, but at the same time, I felt pleasure. The dumb brute was just trusting his instincts, there was no sensible technique in his effort. But for his fortune, his somewhat clumsy method had prepared my body for the invasion better than neither of us could have realized. Seesawing his cock on top of my labia had made me extremely wet and made my vulva open itself for penetration. So, when Brody finally thrust his dick at a slightly different angle, it did not move past the mark like before, instead, it was directed into my hot and tight passage.
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