Gee – Thanks Mom! by BDLong

“How’d he get in here?” she asked quietly.

“I don’t know,” I said. I looked around, but couldn’t see the gate through the trellis of morning glories.

“Where’s the other one?” Miriam said.

Arthur was nowhere to be seen, but that didn’t mean much. There was a lot we couldn’t see.

“What should we do?” I asked.

“They’re your dogs, Dee,” Miriam said. “You tell me.”

I thought for a moment, but my head was still clouded by lust and the heat from the tub. “Ok, well, first we need to get the whistle and command sheet from my robe,” I said. “But Max is between us and them.”

“Ok,” Miriam said, standing and starting to climb out of the hot tub. “No problem. I’ll just—” Max uttered a low growl that sent Miriam retreating back into the pool. “Alright… uh… you try it.”

“He probably just thought you were hurting me,” I said. And then to Max, trying to break the tension, I added, “Hey, bud. Mommy and, uh, mommy were just wrestling.” The dog cocked his head to one side. I turned to Miriam. “See? No problem.”

I climbed cautiously from the hot tub and shuffled around the big shepherd, noticing once again how his eyes seemed glued to my nether region. I reached the robe and grabbed the paper and whistle from the pocket, but in the process, I turned my back on Max. Immediately, he jumped on my back, and in my panic, I slipped and was dragged down. The whistle flew out of my hands, bounced off the wall and skittered into the swim pool. With the water drained, it would still work, but the paper landed in the tub.

“Use the commands!” I pleaded with Miriam, terrified that Max was going to kill me, but it was no use. She held up the paper. The ink had already run and was illegible, and after trying to unfold it, the paper began to tear. I struggled and finally got back to my hands and knees, but I soon realized that’s where Max wanted me all along. Miriam’s face told me she could see the same thing. “Get the whistle! Get him off me!”

I began to panic and struggle, but Max growled in a way that froze my muscles and nearly froze my blood.

“Please!” I whispered to Miriam.

She nodded and leapt from the tub. In an instant, Arthur was blocking her path, growling. She tried to turn and flee back to the safety of the water, but slipped and fell. She tried scuttling backward, not for a moment taking her eyes off the Rottweiler, but a growl from him froze her just as Max’s had frozen me. She shook in terror as the dog approached, but instead of tearing at her flesh, he simply sniffed.

Meanwhile, Max was getting restless, shifting from side to side and seemingly trying to push me forward. I tried to move with him, but he growled. I felt something poke my hip and looked underneath me. The sight took my breath away. Between Max’s legs, a glistening red rod was beginning to peek from under his fur. His restlessness, I saw, was his clumsy thrusting at my still lubricated pussy.

“Wait,” I said, struggling. “Wait, wait, no.” But I began to lose hope when I felt the tip of his slick member slide effortlessly into me.

I lifted my head, but only found Miriam’s face a puzzle of horror and confusion. She had a full side view of what was happening, and by her expression, I knew what was about to happen.

“Oh, my—” she started.

“GOD!” I shrieked. Max jammed the entire length of his cock into me in one mighty thrust. The pain burned through me, but I found I had no voice to scream. There was no reprieve. Max began jackhammering his cock into me. Heat filled my face, and tears ran down my cheeks. “Ow! Oh, god!” I whimpered as the shepherd fucked me. “Help meee!”

I was being raped—by a dog. Fear, disgust, despair, and rage coursed through me as Max thrust himself into me again and again. I wept from the pain, but the humiliation was worse. I could feel its dark tendrils winding around my soul.

I heard a struggle nearby and opened my eyes despite the stinging tears. Arthur had Miriam backed up against the trellis and had buried his snout between her legs. Over the wet slapping sound of my own violation, I started to hear the heavy lapping of a long dog tongue. Miriam was trying to push Arthur away, and he seemed to tolerate and even revel in the challenge, but when she smacked him on the head, he bared his teeth and snarled at her. Instinctively, Miriam’s hands went to her throat to protect herself. When she made no more fuss, Arthur returned to his lapping.

“I’m sorry!” Miriam cried, and then vainly to Max, she added, “Stop hurting her!”

But something inside me, to my own disgust, had changed. The incessant ramming of Max’s cock had stopped hurting so much. I felt I could bear this, despite my revulsion, but I wasn’t about to stop fighting. If I could just wriggle free of Max’s grip… but it was no use. The more I struggled, the more his claws dug into my flesh. I wasn’t going anywhere.

“Unh! Make it stop!” I gasped. “He’s—unh!—huge! He’s huge!”

Miriam panicked and tried to flee as I pleaded for Max to stop, but only was able to raise herself three inches off the ground. Arthur put an end to her flight by clamping his jaws around her throat. Her eyes streamed tears as she sat back down.

Max felt gigantic inside me. At first, it had felt like someone had rammed a white-hot fire poker inside of me, but now that my senses had returned, the sense of fullness was unbelievable. This hairy beast was stretching me more than I could have imagined, and, worst of all, I think my body was starting to feel pleasure mix with the pain.

Miriam, too, had changed. As Arthur returned to lapping relentlessly at her pussy, I heard her breath quicken and then become raspy. She whimpered in fear and groaned in disgust, but there was no denying the effect his lapping was having on her body. When she moved her hands to his head, Arthur looked up threateningly, but slowly, she began to stroke his head, and Arthur went back to work on her.

“Noooo,” I groaned, feeling Max’s rapid stabs of pleasure building to a crescendo. I cursed my body for betraying me. “Don’t give up.”

“I’m—I’m sorry, Dee,” Miriam panted. “It’s disgusting, but I just want it to be over. Oh GOD!”

“Are you ok?!”

“He just stuck his tongue inside me!” she moaned. “It’s so long!”

I couldn’t see much from where I was because Arthur’s back end was blocking my view. Curiosity prevailed, and I sunk down to my elbows. This only served to raise my butt higher in the air and allow Max full access, but at this point Miriam was right: surrender was the only option. Hanging my head down, I could see Arthur’s tongue lapping at Miriam’s pussy, occasionally dipping deep beneath her soaking wet folds and causing her to hiss in reluctant pleasure.

As for me, Max’s rapid-fire pounding finally had the effect that I feared.

“Oh, Jesus!” I hollered as my body clenched. “Oh god oh god oh god. No no no no no!”

“What’s going on?” Miriam said, her voice concerned but far away.

“He’s making me come!” electric ecstasy uncoiled and I found my body pressing back into Max’s assaulting cock. But he didn’t stop or even slow down, and I felt another orgasm brewing deep within me with each of his body rocking thrusts. “Fuck fuck fuck!”

“Oh, my god!” Miriam whimpered. “I can’t believe this is happening.”

She was still scared and disgusted, and so was I, but I could barely hear her. My eyes rolled back in my head and I felt my jaw slacken. As I came a second time, I could only make grunts and moans. The dark tendrils of humiliation had begun wringing every drop of shame from my soul, and soon all that would be left would be animal desire.

Soon after my orgasm subsided, I felt something ram against my already stretched pussy. I looked underneath me and saw the swollen base of Max’s cock trying to force its way into me. I made a groan of worry that turned into a shriek of surprise and pain as the shepherd rammed it into me. As he continued to thrust, it threatened to force its way back out.

“No, no!” I pleaded. “Wait. Stay.”

Max didn’t listen, so I reached back with one hand and grabbed his rear legs to hold him still. He was a big dog, so I had to reach back with my other hand and take hold of his other rear leg. I was able to pull him against me and stop his thrusting, but this meant that my face and chest were pressed against the wet tile. The swollen base of his cock stretched me past where I thought my breaking point would be, but through the pain I could feel the swollen mass grinding against my g-spot.

“Oh… oh… uhn!” I groaned as I felt his hot seed filling me, unable to spill out. “No, you fucking dog. Don’t come inside me.”

“Oh shit!” I heard Miriam gasp.

“Wha…” I started, but stopped when I saw what was happening.

Arthur had stopped licking Miriam’s pussy and was now standing before her growling the same deep growl that Max had used on me. I didn’t know if Miriam could see it yet, but underneath him, the pink pointed tip of his cock had begun to emerge from his fur.

“What does he want from me?” Miriam asked, terrified that if she didn’t act quickly enough, Arthur would maul her.

“Uhn…” I moaned, my face pressed into the tile. “He wants to… mmmn… to fuck.”

Her face took on a look of confusion and horror, both at the prospect of letting an animal fuck her and at my seeming indifference. “No way!”

I wasn’t indifferent, though. Maybe my mind had broken by Max’s fucking, or maybe I was already broken, but my body craved more. “Give him here,” I slurred as I felt a third orgasm brewing. “I’ll suck him off.”

“How could you even think it?” she said, her accusation snapping me temporarily out of my stupor.

“I’m already spoiled,” I said. We both looked at Arthur, who was also clearly not indifferent. “When I start on him, run for the pool and get the whistle.”

“Shit,” she said. “Are you sure?”

“No,” I said. “But what choice do we have.”

I made kissy noises at Arthur, and he turned my direction. I coaxed him over until his emerging cock was in arms reach. I felt around underneath him, and eventually felt his giant slippery cock emerge from its hiding place. It radiated heat, and another part of my mind broke when I touched it. The dark tendrils of humiliation wrung out yet more shame as I began to stroke it gently in my hand. Arthur started pumping his hips a little, and tiny drops of precum began dripping from the tip of his shaft onto the tile in front of my face. He turned his head to look at me, and that’s when Miriam bolted.