“No, Dear. You’re giving the love he needs, and no longer the selfish love of a pet owner. By letting Kane own you, you’ll one day experience the tremendous bond possible between animal and human.”
“I hate it!” I kept sobbing. “I hate it!” Kane’s fierce and heavy pounding seemed to tear at my insides, yet I felt something else. The sphere of calm was growing hot within me. It’s soothing presence was transforming into desire. I prayed this was a nightmare, that I would soon awake to my privileged, satisfactory life.
“Accept your place, your purpose to obey the alpha. Accept his love into your heart, and you will know the joy of angels.” Connie planted a wet kiss on the back of my neck.
My body lurched involuntarily from an abrupt and unexpected rush of pleasure! Kane was pumping pure lust into my sopping loins. A series of grunts escaped my mouth from his heavy thrusts. He acted only on instinct and need. There was no negotiation, no wooing. He was taking his bitch like nature had built him, powerful and adaptable. His cock was perfect for taming wild, teasing cunts. It pummeled my insides without regard for my feelings.
Somehow my tears pulled from my heart a startling realization. I had been teasing the alpha, depriving him of the bitch next door while refusing to offer myself in her place! An orgasm swept through me, electrifying my epiphany. With weak people, a true alpha dog is a dangerous thing. Connie had performed miracles to prevent him from tearing me apart in a lust fueled frenzy. She had understood how I must transform, to bond safely and inseparably with Kane.
“Kane!” I wailed as the pain of his thrusts sparked flames in my pussy. “I’m SORRY!”
Connie drew away from me and pulled out her phone. I was too far out of my right mind to recognize her recording us. Later she promised that the video was only for her protection, in case I failed to succumb to my natural personality. She swore she kept these videos under heavy encryption. Even if she died, there was no copy of the password, and no one would be able to decode her special archive for another five of my lifetimes.
At that moment, my awareness was focused on pleasing the beast who had chosen me to breed with. “I love you, Kane!” I groaned under his continued assault. He battered my wet pussy with incredibly rapid strokes of hard, cunt stretching cock! The heavy tip pounded against my cervix. It was a necessary agony, I told myself. But even those sharp pains were adding up to yet another climax.
I grunted and moaned under his mating frenzy. I was nearly foaming at the mouth, joining in the madness, humping back against his frantic thrusts. He growled lustily and barked when need trampled his pure soul. Our mating howls echoed around the kitchen.
Tears continued to shake from my eyes. Pleasure and pain wracked my senses. I was caught between the hells and paradise. My body flew like an arrow, free and endless.
Abruptly, Kane’s knot jammed into my vulva, almost piercing my stretched cunt. Hot gouts of dog cum poured into my deep recesses. My mind exploded with joy! How could such ecstasy even exist in our troubled world? I screamed and screamed from the intense sensation of accepting Kane’s spewing seed, and at the same time accepting my duty to carry every drop within me, for as long as possible.
The heat of his cum was incredible! No man had ever raised the temperature of my cunt to such a degree. Kane’s natural temperature was as much of a glorious experience as was submitting totally to his will. I came and came as his prodigious ejaculate flooded my pussy.
“Don’t move!” Connie commanded. “Let him finish as if you were tied to his knot.” She knew that a human cunt was very different from a canine bitch’s. Although it was possible for the largest knot to penetrate a regular sized woman, in no case could it get stuck in her, unless the woman allowed it to stay. A female dog’s vagnina expanded to grip around the stud’s bloating dick and complete the knot between them.
Kane’s knot hadn’t entered me, except to seal my outer labia. At Connie’s command I pressed my body backwards against the turgid lump at the base of his cock, hoping to hold the pints or however much cum he hosed into me.
Our sexual docking hiccuped when Kane twisted off of me, to press himself against me, butt to butt. His cum, cooling to my human temperature, pulsed out of my brimming cunt until his knot was firmly seated once more within my vulva. Connie helped, her hands resealing us. A few, small strands had dribbled from our connection.
“You still have a lot to learn, Silvee.” Connie admonished. “A good bitch keeps every drop of her alpha’s cum, no matter how he moves about.” She knelt beside me, but I couldn’t see what she was doing.
“Open your mouth, Bitch.”
I was too surprised by her command to comply immediately.
“Do you want another smack?!”
My jaws separated, my will remained surrendered to the alphas in my home. Goop covered fingers swept across the inside of my lips.
“Suck it down.” She ordered. “I hope you recently scrubbed this part of the kitchen floor.”
I licked and sucked what must have been Kane’s cum. Connie was wiping it up with her fingers and feeding what I had failed to safeguard, into my mouth.
“This is a taste of your true nature, Slivia.” She sounded almost respectful. That’s how serious she was.
Now cold from the floor, Kane’s ejaculate was slimy and watery. It’s flavor made me grimace, unlike a man’s cum. I forced myself to swallow its unique tang, musk, and saltiness.
The cum’s creator and issuer stood behind me panting patiently for his knot to shrink. Before that happened, Connie asked, “Where are your dildoes?”
“That’s private-” My spinning thoughts were slowing back to normal.
“Hush, Slut! A woman as submissive as you must have two or three large dongs to pleasure herself with.”
I whimpered at her shout. “I only have my vibrator. It’s in the drawer in the end table next to my bed.”
Connie dashed to fetch it. She returned in an equal hurry. The device’s power cord trailed behind her. “Now when Kane pulls away, you must plug your cum filled hole with this. If you let any escape, I’ll make you eat it too.”
She was true to her word. Kane separated minutes after the retrieval of my large headed vibrator. I jammed the soft plastic to my oozing pussy and stopped most of the leakage. Kane ambled into my bedroom.
“There, you miserable bitch.” Connie pointed and accused. “Clean it up.”
I sat back on my legs and tried to stand. Connie slapped me! “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Ow!” My free hand flew to my red cheek. “I need to get a rag.”
“Bullshit.” She called. “Bend down and pay proper respect to Kane’s cum.”
Realization struck. “You want me to lick it up!”
“Or I’ll get a belt and thrash you.” Her fierce eyes and voice cowed me. I bent to the task, licking the cold drops and strands until the tile floor sparkled. A part of my mind recoiled at the unpleasant flavor, but I felt too helpless to heed it’s warning.
When I had finished, Connie led me to my bedroom. There, in the middle of the comforter, Kane lay licking his red, satisfied penis. Connie ignored him and put me down on the floor at the foot of my bed. She lifted my legs over my head and bade me, “Stay.”
I lost track of time, striving to keep the alpha’s remaining cum in my pussy. That how ashamed I was, withdrawn into an obedient cocoon. Connie disappeared from the room. At one point, Kane hopped off of the bed and came to me. He licked my face, which endeared me to him all over again. I was still high from the intense connection we had made. He then nosed the large bulb of my vibrator.
“Don’t make him wait, Silvee.” Connie appeared at the doorway. She was wiping her hands with a dish towel.
I took the vibrator away from my cum stained pussy. The outer foam had congealed among my pubic thatch and would soon dry to a crust.
Kane sniffed my bare slit. He licked me once, as if deciding how well I had served him. My body flinched, but I reveled at the rough touch of his hot tongue. Then he wandered out of the room, having no immediate need of me.
Connie approached, producing a cereal bowl in her clean hands. She set it on the carpet next to me. “I made dinner for myself already. Here’s yours.”
“It’s empty.” I observed stupidly.
“Then fill it, you stupid bitch.” She angered.
Understanding how low I must go in surrendering to her and Kane’s will, I grumbled wordlessly and got up. I squatted over the bowl and let the alpha’s dying sperm drip, clump by congealed clump, out of my filled twat.
When Connie was satisfied that I had performed as well as could be expected, she had me stand on my hands and knees, once more. She bade me to eat.
My stomach suffered no little distress at the rapidly cooling goo that I swallowed, clump after clump, licking the bowl clean at the end.
“Good, girl.” Connie smiled and tousled my hair. “You can’t get pregnant like a proper bitch, but you can make sure that your alpha’s cum isn’t wasted.”
“Connie.” I grimaced, suddenly worried that I was no longer allowed to use her name. I wanted to vomit, but disaster was certain to follow if I upchucked Kane’s cum in front of the alpha female.
“Yes?”
“Is this to be my life, from now on?”
“Don’t be silly, Silvee.” She went to the doorway. “You have to earn a living, to supply Kane with the comforts that he expects.” Before disappearing from the room, she added, “And you have to get up and pay me.”
I transferred thirty eight hundred dollars to her account, for four hours of her time and expertise. She charged me twice her normal rate, for special instruction. I didn’t mention that she had spent an hour of it making herself a meal from my cupboards and refrigerator. I considered myself lucky that I hadn’t signed my house over.
Kane and I followed her to the front door. Connie gave him a playful scratching behind the ears. She gave me a patient but disappointed frown. “You’ll get the hang of it – eventually.”
…to be continued…
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