The aroma in the room was driving me crazy and I thought it most likely was affecting Captain the same way. I was thinking how Mistress took my ass last night, but it was nothing like the fucking that Puppy was getting, she was nothing but thrashing, soaring, screaming, fucking bunch of nerve endings at this point. This was driving me, just watching it in a place of temporary insanity, and I am sure that Puppy was just — just fucking mad – as her womb was being flooded by Captain and it was all held in by his knot that was sealing her pussy.
Mistress was using those soft words on me as she was stroking me and playing with my balls. She told me that Puppy had been a submissive for the last four years with her. Really the only female submissive she played with anymore. They had met on the Internet like I had done with Mistress, but after they started talking they found out they were actually neighbors. Well as much as you can be a neighbor in the country. Puppy was married and her husband did not understand her kinky side at all. Though Puppy’s husband was in the sheriff department he did not lead her in the bedroom like she needed to be lead. She had actually thought that she would end up getting a divorce from him because she said that she just needed to be used and controlled. Puppy needed a lot of self-esteem building and sexual encouragement when she first met my Mistress. Puppy also found she loved being with another woman, and loved to suckle Mistress’s large breasts, and Mistress was overjoyed to have a friend and a submissive so close. Puppy got to the point that she was feeling good and comfortable and then Mistress started training her to be a puppy girl. She was never to speak in Mistress’s presence, but just be her loving pet. Mistress had been a zooaphile since she was young, keeping a dog as a lover as long as she lived on her own. (She stared with her own family dog when she was 14, letting it lick her every night) Mistress said that she was not going to take Puppy down the road of actually being a bitch to Captain, but Puppy witnessed Captain licking out Mistress’s cream after one of their sessions. Puppy e-mailed mistress that night that she might want to try Captain orally as well. (Seems Puppy’s husband was not much for oral love making either. Puppy needed to e-mail because that was the only way – other than body language that she could communicate with Mistress). Puppy seemed to just take to it naturally, after that. Mistress said this was good for Captain as well, since he was trained to always be there for Mistress’s needs, it was a way that Captain could develop a little of his dominance. Two years ago Puppy got pregnant, and Captain fucking her during the pregnancy was out. Mistress did not want his roughness causing her problems with the baby. It was during the pregnancy that Puppy started to have a bit of milk. She actually started producing some prior to the baby being born, I would imagine from all of Mistress’s expert suckling. (Remember she was sucking on my male nipples yesterday when I was tied up.) Puppy loved the intimacy of the suckling so much both with Mistress and bonding with her little guy (and even her husband liked it) that she has continued her nursing to this day with her son. She also pumped at home each day and donated her extra milk to the local hospital, which she was paid for. Mistress told me that Puppy drops her son off each day her husband works, at a Mommy’s day out program and then comes here to the farm. Mistress gets the first milking of the day and then they get to spend some time together. After Puppy leaves she normally drops off the milk that she has express and frozen at home, and then goes and picks up her son and leads her normal life. I was amazed at the duality of her life, but then again, maybe it wasn’t, maybe it is something that just made her whole. Mistress did tell me that Captain had been fucking puppy again over the last 8 months again, and that they both loved it. Captain did not always get to do this with Puppy, but he was defiantly part of their fun on most days. Mistress said that Puppy really was Captain’s bitch – “But I am both of theirs Mistress”.
When Captain was done he was awkward getting over so that he was not mounted on Puppy, but standing next to her. He bent his body like only doggies can and licked his cock as it was still tied into puppy, but it came out shortly after that. I was not prepared for what I saw next though. When Captain’s cock withdrew from Puppy’s pussy, there was a flood of his cum that just spilled out. It was a LOT, I could not believe it. It all went into the pie tin that was there, mixing with the milk that Puppy had expressed earlier. Puppy did not move, not much, after she let go of Captain’s seed that spilled out she just sort of moved to the side of where she had been and just sort of collapsed and was trying to regain her breathing. She was actually panting, as she lay on the floor naked in the place that the sunspot had moved to.
I could not believe that I came twice, but damn, this was hot. “Puppy!” Mistress said more loudly, and Puppy scrambled to her hands and knees and looked at Mistress attentively awaiting her orders. “Puppy, give me that dish please” Mistress said as she pointed to the pie tin with the cum milk mix. Puppy moved the tin with her nose across the floor toward her Mistress. Mistress picked up both the tins now, the one with my cum and the other and mixed them together while absent-mindedly stroking Puppy’s head. Captain was over by the door licking his cock, and I was thinking what Puppy’s cum must taste like, if it was something that Captain really craved.
Mistress gave me the tin with the cum and milk mix. Now it had Captain’s Puppy’s and my cum as well as some sweet breast milk. She told me to crack ten eggs into it. I looked at her quizzically and I saw that look in her eyes that said do me “are you questioning me?” So quickly I went to the refrigerator and got out some eggs. They were nice sized eggs, the brown ones, and Mistress told me that she got them from another one of their neighbors. I could see living out in the country had its advantages. My new task was to make Brunch since it was about 10 am now. I mixed the egg and cum mix, laughing inside that it was sort of funny if you thought about it. I got out two skillets and lit the stove (it was gas – I just loved cooking on gas) and started to scramble eggs. While I was cooking Mistress let Captain out and she and puppy went back into bathroom and I heard the water running. All the time Mistress was talking in her sweet tones like one would really talk to a dog, and Puppy only gave yips back. I could defiantly see the strong submissive spirit that it would take to almost remove your humanity from yourself. To actually become a pet to your owner. I could hear the sounds in the bathroom and could tell that Mistress was bathing Puppy, and I could see in the bathroom when I had to walk to the fridge to get something. Puppy was on her hands and knees still getting a bath like you would your dog. She was so sexy though, both Mistress and Puppy both. I could myself being somewhat prideful of the fact that I was here and could witness this closeness and unique family. I worked on the scrambled eggs and made a batch of home fries and some bacon too. Puppy came out of the bathroom all clean and her hair still a little damp and she sat on her hunches next to me as I cooked. I found myself petting her head as well, just like I had seen Mistress do and it seemed Puppy was content to sit with me while I finished the home fries and bacon. The shower was going and I all of a sudden thought I should be doing something for Mistress. I was finished with the breakfast, so I walked into the bathroom and stuck my head in “Mistress, breakfast is done, would you like me to wash you?” “No that is ok “A”, why not just set the table with the food and I will be out in a second?” “Ok Mistress, your wish is my command.”
I took three dishes from the cupboard and started setting the table, but puppy was yipping at me. “What is it girl?” I asked, and I followed her eyes and saw two dog bowls on the counter one that said Captain, in blue, and one that said Puppy in pink. Ahhhhh, OK, I put one plate back. Mistress came out of the bathroom in her white terrycloth robe with her hair all wrapped up in a towel as well. “Give Captain some of those eggs and just a little of the home fries, but no bacon, it gives him gas. Oh, and break up the bacon and just mix everything together for Puppy. Captain eats outside, and Puppy eats here.” Mistress was pointing to the floor right next to the table, as she sat down in the chair next to where she was pointing. I served my mistress, and gave Puppy her bowl and she looked up to Mistress for the go ahead to eat. “Go ahead Puppy, you can eat. “A”, make sure you tell Captain it is OK for him to eat after you put down his dish.
Captain was sitting waiting for his dinner as I brought it out. I told him it was ok to eat after I put it down, but he hesitated, I guess he was wondering if I had authority to tell him it was ok, but his hunger won that battle and soon he had his snout in the food gobbling it all up. I walked back in, and Mistress was eating pleasantly and I saw Puppy’s face in her bowl. I imagined that it was sort of difficult to eat that way, but I did not think about it too much. I sat at my place after I fixed my plate last and looked at my Mistress and waited. I know it was just a moment or two before Mistress gave me the OK to eat, but I think Mistress was waiting just long enough for me to FEEL that I was waiting. The eggs tasted OK – they really did not taste any different to me. Mistress said though that she loved the taste of LOVE in her eggs.
Puppy finished her brunch and sat on her back haunches looking up at Mistress. Mistress lovingly took Puppy’s face in her hands and brought a napkin to her face and cleaned her up. “I guess you better go little one.” To which Puppy yipped in agreement and she crawled over to where her clothes were on the floor. For the first time Puppy stood up since she had gotten on her hands and knees, and she quickly got dressed and headed out the door. She did not look at Mistress and did not say anything, I guess the yip was her farewell, but I did see that Puppy did give me a glance and winked at me. I heard the car drive off as I finished my meal.
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