One Man & His Dog

Your cleaning is all to short though, as I finish before you’re even close to cumming. I give you a final extra rinse, washing your body all over, the shower head running closely over it, and as I get to your ass and pussy you spread your legs as wide as possible. The hot hard stream of water aimed at your pussy for half a minute though, just teases you further, and as I order you out of the bath the frustration is obvious on your disappointed face.

You look completely frustrated as you climb out of the bath and sit on the towel I put down for you. I even feel a little guilty for teasing you so cruelly, and spend an extra long time lovingly drying you. I first towel dry you’re entire body with a soft new towel, then move onto your hair.

I sit on the side of the bath, and have you kneel between my legs, so I can blow dry your hair with a hairdryer that fits into the bathrooms electric shaver socket. After it’s dry I brush your hair and a nice idea pops into my head. I have you spread your knees apart, and lean backwards, to expose your pussy as much as possible. I reach over for my comb and use it on your neat patch of pubic hair, just another excuse to play with your pussy.

You close your eyes and tense up as you feel the comb scrape across your pussy lips, and as I comb you I use the excuse to slide some fingers around between your lips, caressing your clit. I linger, flicking your clit softly, my cock standing up hard and my mind wondering about what to do next.

I decide it’s time for some more sexual relief, my sexual relief, and have a good idea just how to get it. I put your collar and leash back on, and lead you back to our bedroom.

I have you get on the bed, on all fours, and putting my dressing gown on I leave you there, looking bemused. A couple of minutes later I return carrying a few items of food from the kitchen, and as I set them on the nightstand I begin to explain.

‘I think you must have heard stories of what I plan to do my slut, although usually it’s called bestiality. You see slut, I’ve heard about people using their pets for sexual pleasure. Some people fuck their animals, or let their animals fuck them, others though, use them in a completely different way. They use their animal’s mouths. Have you guessed my plan slut? I am going to use my favourite pet, that’s you, my slut dog, for oral pleasure. I hope you’re hungry.’

As I finish my speech I slip my dressing gown off, and lie on the bed. Your eyes go straight for my cock – it’s rigid, it normal is when we play, and it’s freshly decorated with a drop of pre-cum on the tip of its head. You lick your lips; you’re going to enjoy this bit of sexual fun too.

I reach over and pick up the can of squirty cream. I squirt some on both feet, and like the good pet you are, you crawl over on all fours, and lap it up off me.

I then have some fun squirting a little on each body part, slowly working up my legs, to my stomach, then to my nipples. I put the biggest squirt yet all the way along my cock, with extra on both my balls. I lie back in pleasure as your tongue caresses my genitals and you suck the cream off me. You do big long laps, licking me all the way up, starting from my balls; I sigh in pleasure with each lick.

Once I am licked clean you look up at me, up from my throbbing cock. I put a hand on your body and manoeuvre you round so your legs are straddling my head. If I look up I can see, right before my eyes, your hot attention seeking pussy, and your tight asshole. I contemplate which one I shall use later tonight as I reach for some more food.

I grab two tubs of thick mousse; one is thick creamy white chocolate, the other being the same in milk chocolate. I empty the white one onto my cock, and the brown one on my balls. I order you to lick the white off first, and spend a moment thinking about later tonight. I love the tight feel of your asshole around my cock, and the obscenely whorish moans you make when I fuck your ass hard – but then you are being a very good bitch, it would be mean not to reward you.

You decide to wrap your lips around my cock, because it is the easiest way of cleaning it. You get your lips as far down it as you can, almost taking my entire cock down your mouth, and suck on it, sucking all the mousse away. You suck so hard, and my sensitive cock feels amazing with your tongue and lips on it, I moan and pant from the pleasure you’re giving me.

I begin to play with your pussy, letting your dripping wet hole occupy my attention as I receive such amazing pleasure. When you finish off the white chocolate I tell you to eat up the milk one, and you begin to lick and suck my balls. You take them in your mouth and play with them, it feels so naughty and pleasurable at the same time – to have my balls sucked by my pet sex slave.

I put one hand on my cock and begin to wank it, hard, I moan loudly. I sink a couple of fingers in your pussy, and finger you, and I play with your clit with my thumb. You try your best to give me the most pleasure you can, because you know the more you give me now the kinder I will be to you later. You try to give me the best oral you’ve ever given, licking and sucking at me feverishly, while I wank my cock furiously.

You try to concentrate, trying not to let your pussy having something in it for the first time all day distract you – despite you having been desperate for exactly that all day.

I notice you’re problem, and do my best to make matters worse for you. I distract you. I finger you harder, my fingers gliding in and out of your pussy noisily because of the seemingly unquenchable supply of juices. I push a third finger in you, it goes in without a problem, and I carry on my relentless rough finger fucking; you moan, unable to do anything else.

We both feel our orgasms coming, but unfortunately for you I have control of us both, and only one of us is allowed to cum now. The idea of making you incredibly sexually frustrated starts pushing me closer and closer to my orgasm, and I slow down my rough finger fucking, making sure you get no relief.

I feel myself about to cum, very soon; I order you to suck on my cock head, so you can have the pleasure of eating my cum, again.

You wrap your lips around my cock, and wanting to please me you suck hard, again, and lick my cock head as hard and fast as you can.

I cum in your mouth, shooting my hot bitter cum in your mouth for the second time today, I moan constantly; finally I go silent and relax beneath you as the amazing orgasm I just had finishes.

I signal for you to turn around, and order you to open your mouth – I see it full of cum, in fact I look to have produce a ton of it, that was one amazing orgasm. I tell you that you now can swallow my load, and you gulp it all down in one go.

I command you to place yourself such that you are lying up against me, and as I lie on my back I have you placed with one leg over mine, and your body up against my side. I lie there basking in my post orgasmic glow, loving every relaxing minute of having you there next to me as my slut. For the moment I feel great, relaxed to my core I lie there, fulfilled and happy. Minute after minute passes with no change in my mood.

It’s not long until you start to move your hips – you do this a lot when I let you, grind your pussy against my body to create some pleasure for yourself. You even sometimes cum this way, humping yourself into ecstasy when I let you. I let you do it this time, because now you’re only doing it softly, you hope by meekly doing it I won’t stop you, you’re right. From experience I know for you to cum you need much, much, more, so I allow it, after all, you’re only teasing and frustrating yourself.

I enjoy hearing your breath comes in pants as you get hotter, and I enjoy the feel of your pussy sliding against my hip easily, your juices leak out and lubricate it. After what seems like an hour, but probably more like quarter of one, and you seemingly somehow having become even hornier, you start to moan. You’ve speeded up your humping to the point where I know you will eventually cum, if I let you.

An interesting thought crosses my mind, I order you to stop, and tell you to wait for me on the bed. I dress again then walk off.

I come back bringing a toy with me – it’s a big stuffed toy I once won as a prize in a raffle. It is a dog the size of a real, particularly large, Labrador, you wonder what I am up to. I place it upon the bed, and then I guide you so you are stood on all fours over it; it completely fills the space beneath you.

‘Well I have seen how you are acting like a bitch in heat, all this rubbing your wet cunt against me, and reacting to the slightest touch. So I have decided to take pity on you, I have got another dog for you to hump. So here is your chance to really get some pleasure, hump it to your hearts content my horny slut.’

I lie next to you on the bed, and watch as you unsure exactly what to do being to slowly rub your pussy against it.

‘That’s the idea slut, but if you want to cum, your goner have to do a lot better.’

I watch you, and you can feel my eyes on your body as you begin to fuck the toy dog in earnest. You feel the humiliation of the pathetic thing that you’re doing, yet you can’t help yourself, you need this orgasm.

You rub as hard as you can, your juices soaking into the toy; you abandon all pretence of pride, accepting that you’re a horny whore who will do anything for an orgasm.

You do you’re best, trying desperately to get near orgasm, and after a few minutes of watching you’re pitiful attempts I decide I have to get involved, I decide to play with your ass.

I start to squeeze and play, I have been enjoying the show, and with one hand I am playing with my cock, which I removed from my pants.

You are having trouble bringing yourself to orgasm, the toy is too soft, you hump and hump, yet you can’t get the pressure or friction you need. I knew you wouldn’t be able to, and I have a wicked smile on my face as I watch you try. I love tantalising you, allowing you to get near an orgasm, but then frustrating you, I find it sexy to tease you, and I know you enjoy it too, so I do it twice as cruelly.

I begin to squeeze your ass hard, you moan, enjoying my touch, I move on, starting to spank you softly. With each thrust of your hips I tap your ass lightly, making a nice noise, but hardly giving you any pain. I build up the force with each slap, and after a minute or so your ass is receiving a hard spanking.

The humping sex-tease, the humiliation, and the pain all combine to make your juices flow freely. Your pussy is drenching the toy, and yet again you’re moaning like a whore. I love it, and can’t take my eyes off you as you hump continuously. Every time my hand slaps down on your bright red ass cheeks your moans – which are already almost constant – go five pitches higher; the sounds of those with the rhythmic slaps on your ass are like music to my ears.

After what seems like an eternity of humping, I finally decide it’s time to stop, your ass cheeks don’t look like they could get any redder – and you almost have tears in your eyes from the frustration, I know you’re at your limit, and don’t push any further.

‘Time to stop slut, you humped that dog like a good whore should, but now I think it’s had enough.’

You look at me, eyes begging for relief, and I coo back at you, ‘Awww, poor little slut, you’ll get to fuck it again, and after seeing that I might even let you fuck a real one someday.’

You think over those disgusting thoughts, wondering if you ever could do it, and to your horror you find that thinking these thoughts are making you even hotter. Would you? Could you? You shudder in fear of the possibility of the disgusting things you could do one day, in your pursuit of ever increasing humiliation.

I grab your leash, and lead you to the living room. Our playtime has lasted for hours, it is by now late afternoon, a few hours more and it will be time for going to bed, not to sleep though, of course.

You have either several hours of wild passionate sex ahead of you, or having to endure a long, slow, ass fucking, with no release from your sexual frustration – either way you can’t wait, and you hope with all of your being that you get to cum. I on the other hand have (after my bestiality licking play earlier) just enough tolerance for my horniness to be able to wait, to watch and enjoy your frustration.

I take us to the couch, and make everything nice and cosy by closing the curtains and lighting the fire. I switch the TV on, so I can pass a cosy evening with my lap dog curled up on me, and pat my lap after sitting down, to signal you to lie on me. I cuddle you, and act completely innocent to your horniness as I pet and stroke you. You lie on me with sexual thoughts running through your head, unable to take your mind off them. Your pussy is becoming hard to ignore, as it almost feels like it’s constantly itching through you being so wound up, it needing sexual fulfilment.

I decide to make us an evening meal, and spend a few moments wondering what I could feed you. I decide on something quick and simple, something that you can eat without using your hands, but with little regard for mess. I choose a couple of microwave meals, lasagne for you. It’ll be interesting to watch you try and eat it, stood on all fours, naked, the plate on the ground.

I leave you in the living room for a moment and go to sort out the food, returning a few minutes later. You look at me happily as I walk back into the room carrying our meals, but as I put your lasagne down in the middle of the floor, the look on your face is a classic, you’d not thought about having to eat a proper meal like this apparently.

You’re hungry, and there is no question of stopping the role play, you’ve come to far for that, so you climb down from the sofa and crawl over to your meal.

It’s warm, but not too hot, and you start to eat it, you face becomes an instant mess – you quickly give up any attempt to eat in a civilised fashion, and get stuck in; I watch you while eating my meal, clearly amused at your trouble.

Once we’ve both finished I take our plates back to the kitchen, a minute later returning with a wet cloth for your face – you do look a complete mess. I wipe your face clean, return the cloth, and then finally go back to my place on the couch, patting my lap for you to come and join me again, you do.

That’s the last of the things to do between now and bed time, now there’s nothing else but a while watching TV; soon you’re frustrating ordeal will be over. Unfortunately you have no clue when that’ll be; you wait, hoping more with every passing minute that it’ll soon be bedtime.

I send you on errands now and again, such as getting my slippers, I don’t usually wear them – but I decide to do it as a hint that the time is fast approaching. You run off (on all fours) to get them, bringing them back one at a time in your mouth – you hope that the frustration is nearly over. I wait just a little longer, a couple of times stretching as if I am going to make a move, before cruelly settling back down. Finally I stand up, and tell you it’s time for bed.

You couldn’t look more excited, like a little puppy, and I have to remind you a couple of times to heel properly, with the riding crop I kept close at hand along the way to our bedroom.

I command you to jump up on the bed, and I position you facing away from me, your ass and pussy facing the edge of the bed – your spread legs hanging over the edge with just your knees on the bed. In other words, at the right height and completely exposed to either doggy style fucking, or an ass fucking, from someone standing right behind you – which is exactly where I’m standing.

I start to lovingly caress your body, exploring every inch of you nakedness, as if I had never seen it before. I stroke all along you, slowly working my way to your most sensitive places. I start talking to you as I do, as I squeeze and play with the different parts of your body I talk all about the day’s fun.

I tell you how you’ve been a bad girl, when you didn’t heel properly, or when you started rubbing your pussy against me without permission. I tell you how good you were in my little bestiality game. I tell you how you have pleased me by acting so slutty, and keeping up the dog act all day. I tell you how you looked like a dirty whore covered in my piss. How I thought you looked pathetic drinking milk from a bowl on the floor, or when you tried to eat your main meal. I tell you that you have pleased me eating my hot cum when I wanted, twice.

I tell you how you have acted like the world’s sluttiest pet, and as I do this carry on exploring your body. Squeezing your nipples so hard you. I do the same to your ass cheeks, holding them firmly, squeezing and pinching them. I even give your sore ass cheeks a little spanking, but only softly. I coat my finger in your pussy juices, then I sink it in your asshole, and finger it deep, telling you it would feel so nice on my cock in there (and worrying you). Then I finger your pussy with my other hand while I have you lick the ass finger clean.

I leave you knelt there for a minute, telling you to look forwards until you feel my cock in you, so you can’t see what I am doing. I strip naked, and after a short while you feel me come back. You feel my naked thighs against your legs, and as I resume my caressing you feel my hard cock occasionally rub against your thighs and ass. You get so horny you can’t believe it, juices are literally flowing out of your pussy and running down your leg.

The day has been so humiliating, and it has driven you wild, so frustrating, thinking about it now just makes you hornier and hornier. Thinking about whether or not your goner spend the night frustrated though, is the worst thing – that is what is now driving you mad, and you can’t wait to find out the answer.

I begin to talk softly ‘So you have done exactly what I wanted today, you have acted like a slut, you have made me a proud Master, and for that, you get this.’

You feel my hard cock rub against your pussy lips. You’re moaning already; the head sinks between, and I rub it back and forth all the way along, over the hole and back up again, rubbing it past your clit. You think you could cum already just from this exquisite pleasure, and the delight of knowing your suffering is finally reaching an end, then you feel me press against the hole. I push my cock all the way in, in one movement, and you almost feel like you are going to be pushed over the edge just from that.

I slowly rub my cock in and out, knowing you’re on the verge of cumming any time. Every second feels so good – it almost feels like your cumming constantly, because your pussy has become so sensitive with the day’s play. I hold onto your hips, and as I slide so incredibly slowly in and out of you, I feel your juices run out onto my balls.

You’re panting loudly; each thrust almost sends you into spasms despite the slowness. I work your pussy expertly – knowing just how much you can take from experience, and keep you on edge longer then you thought was possible. Then as I feel you’re nearly about to cum, I speed up, and start thrusting hard, my cock making an obscene squishing sound because you’re so wet.

You cum instantly, but I continue roughly fucking your pussy as hard as I can. My cock slamming in and out of you, pulling almost out before sinking to the deepest it’s ever been in you. You find it hard not to collapse on the bed because the orgasm is so hard and long, exhausting. After what seems like an eternity your orgasm stops, but I don’t.

I carry on fucking you as hard I can; you are so horny you start to cum again after seconds. You can’t believe it, multiple orgasms, the first time ever, and as you cum you think of all you humiliation today, and think it is all been worth it. Anything would be worth it for an orgasm like this.