Date: Mon, 28 Feb 2005 22:56:02 -0800 (PST)
From: Dwayne Robinson <dtrobinson99@yahoo.com>
Subject: A Beastiful Mind (part 6, male/dog bestiality)

Authors Note:  This time I'm serious.  Part 6 is the end of the true
story of my experiences with animal sex.  I could have forced it all into
part 5 but I wanted to do this right so the climax will get it's own
chapter.  It only seems right since I've been building towards it for
months.  It wouldn't feel satisfied if I felt rushed or if I ended up
writing a huge drawn out chapter that would scare people off due to it's
length.  I hope all of you who have enjoyed this story will continue to
write to me with feedback or fantasies or just to chat.


			  A Beastiful Mind part 6


     As I watched Duke walk into the darkness at the edge of my
property I knew I had a lot of work to do before I let him mate with me
the next day.  OK, maybe not a lot of work, but I had to get to the store
to buy some supplies.  It had been a while since I had anything in my ass
so I needed to "work" on loosening myself up tonight.  Even though I
wasn't going to let him tie with me I still needed some practice before
letting him inside me.

     I got dressed and drove to the grocery store.  I chose one quite a
ways away because I was going to be buying some pretty awkward things and
hoped I would never have to go back in there again in case anyone figured
out what I'd be doing.  My mind raced as I drove the 20 or so miles to
the store I decided to visit.  I just kept thinking about what perverse
things I had done with Duke.  I didn't feel guilty at all.  And when I
thought about how the next day that powerful dog would be fucking me in
the ass I actually began sweating a bit.  By the time I pulled into the
parking lot I had fantasized about what would happen the next day about 5
times.  My dick was hard as a rock.  Ordinarily I would have jerked off
in the parking lot, but the area I found myself was a little too
populated to try that.  With my luck a cop would end up pulling in to the
spot next to mine right as I blew my load.

     I did the next best thing.  Thankfully I was wearing khaki shorts
and a belt so I could use a nice little trick I learned.  I lower my
shorts just a bit and I pin my cock between my lower belly and the
waistline of my shorts.  When done right your erection is well
hidden...as long as your shirt is long enough to cover the inch or so of
cock peeking out over your waistband.  With my boner camouflaged I
entered the store to get my anal masturbation tools...otherwise known as
vegetables and Crisco.

     I grabbed one of those baskets and headed to the produce
department.  I quickly found my favorite "all-natural dildo"...the
cucumber.  I carefully selected four from the bins full of them.  I
wanted a small one to start with.  Then I wanted two more to gradually
increase in size to get me ready for Duke's ample cock tomorrow.  For the
final cucumber I picked out the biggest one I could find.  This was to
provide some fun as I tried to get it up my ass after I was loosened
up.  It was the biggest thing I had ever intended to fit up there so I
had my doubts as to what would happen.

     My next stop was to find some lube.  I like vegetable shortening.
It's a solid so it's not drippy right away.  You can smear it around and
it gradually turns to oil as it warms up.  I put a tub of it in my basket
with the cucumbers.  Then I grabbed a package of condoms.  I like putting
rubbers on my vegetables before I fuck myself with them.  I tell
myself it makes them more smooth, or maybe it's my subconscious desire to
be fucked by an actual human cock and putting a condom on a cucumber
seems more like that.  Either way I had everything I needed for the
night.

     As I walked towards the checkout counter I got scared.  Cucumbers,
greasy vegetable shortening and condoms.  It was too obvious what I had
planned for the night.  I needed some other items to camouflage my more
perverse items.  I grabbed a steak, a 6 pack of beer, some potato chips
and a carton of ice cream.  Then I felt the need to make it seem like I
had a girlfriend so I bought some tampons and a pair of thigh high
stockings.  OK I lied, the stockings were for me.  I walked past them
looking for the tampons and I was overcome with the desire to wear them
for Duke.  I bought a black pair and had to guess what size would fit
me.  I used to wear my mothers pantyhose when I was younger.  Now I had a
pair of stocking for my very own...thigh highs at that.  Nice.

     Armed with these extra purchases I confidently strode to the
checkout lane.  The old lady at the register didn't accuse me of being a
pervert so I guess I fooled her.  I paid for my things and drove home to
get down to business.  It was getting late and I needed to loosen up my
asshole.

     Once in my house I shut all the curtains.  I drank a couple of beers
as I dressed my cucumbers in their condoms.  Once they were ready to go I
stripped and got the lube out.  I smeared a handful on my asshole.  Using
my fingers I lubed it up good.  I picked up the smallest cucumber and
applied some of the shortening to it and slid it easily up my ass.  I
slowly worked it in and out and after a few seconds felt no discomfort at
all.

     Next up was a cucumber that was about as big as I could easily get
up my ass back when I stuck things up my ass regularly.  I hadn't really
had the privacy at college to jam items up my ass so I was out of
practice.  It had been about 6 months since I last had a good anal
session.  I just hoped I could quickly get my ass loosened up.  I knelt
over the second cucumber and lowered my ass onto it.

     "Come on, get up there", I growled as I lowered my weight down onto
the well lubed vegetable.

     All at once it slid past my sphincter and it was in.  There was some
pain.  Apparently my ass had tightened up over the 6 months I had been
unable to penetrate it.  I slowly worked it in and out a bit at a time
until I got over the pain.  I left it in for about 5 minutes until the
pain had all but left.

     "There, just like falling off a bicycle"  I thought proudly as
I marveled over how quickly I got my ass back in prime fucking shape.
Well, I had never had a cock up there but I hoped Duke would change that
the next day.

     "Haha, yeah, like falling off a bicycle onto a cucumber."  I
remember that thought being funny to me at the time.  It was probably
just the alcohol talking.  By this time I was able to fuck myself with
the second cucumber easily enough so I figured it was time for the third
one.

     The third cucumber was about as big as the largest things I ever
successfully got up my ass.  I have no idea what the dimensions were but
I could just barely fit it in my mouth, so I figure it was bigger than
any human cock I had seen.  It was also bigger than Duke's cock.  If I
could jam this cucumber up my ass I would be certain I could give Duke a
good fucking as long as his knot stayed out of my ass.  His knot was
far wider than this cucumber, and there was no way I'd let him impale me
with that thing.

     This vegetable shortening was working very well as a lubricant but
it still took quite a while to get cucumber number three up my ass.  I
was sweating and my legs felt like jello by the time I got it far enough
up my ass to feel good and fucked by it.  I looked down at the first two
cucumbers and they looked so small compared to what was in my ass at that
moment.  I left it in my ass for about 10 minutes hoping the pain would
pass.  It eventually did for the most part so I figured it was time to
try the biggest of the cucumbers.

     The final cucumber was so big I knew there was no way it would fit
in my asshole.  I bought it, so I figured I might as well try it.  I put
a ton of lube on it and  tried to lower myself on to it but it wasn't
even close.  I pushed as hard as I dared but it would only go about a
half an inch in.  It would have taken me several days to get my hole wide
enough to fit this monster in.

     "Well, that about does it then."  I tried to stand but my legs were
too weak from crouching over cucumbers for so long.  I laid back down
on the floor next to the cucumbers and fingered my open hole.  I was
pretty surprised.  I had never known my asshole to get so loose that it
remained open after I was done fucking it.  It made me feel even
sluttier.  I finger fucked myself for a few minutes while my asshole
returned to it's normal tightness.  Well, as close as it would get.  Even
after it constricted again it was pretty loose.  It would take a few
hours to get good and tight again.

     I wanted to jerk off in the worst way but I didn't.  I wanted to be
good and horny if Duke came by the next day.  It was my last day alone
here and it could also have been my last chance for dog sex for quite
some time.  I planned on moving into the city to take a job now that
college was over.  No, I would not masturbate tonight.  Tomorrow had to
be special.

     After I could stand again I took a shower and threw out the
cucumbers.  I was still really horny so I decided to drink my horniness
away.  I popped in a movie and drank the rest of the beer.  It worked.
The drunker I got the less I wanted to jerk off.  Eventually I fell
asleep on the couch.

     The next morning I woke up with a headache from the beer that I had
drank, and a sore ass from the cucumbers I had shoved up my ass.  I stuck
my hand down my shorts to finger my still moist hole.  After a minute or
two my ass seemed to loosen up a little and the pain lessened.

     "If all goes well I'll have something a lot bigger than my finger in
there soon enough", I said to myself as I washed my hands and brushed my
teeth.

     I spent the rest of the morning cleaning up here and there getting
ready for my families arrival the next day.  Around lunch time I took out
an entire box of hamburgers.  I noticed Duke showed up the day before
while I was grilling up a couple of burgers for my dinner.  I hoped that
if I kept a steady stream of grilling meat odor floating around Duke
would come investigate.

     Within an hour I was rewarded with the site of Duke happily walking
out of the woods directly towards my porch.

     "My God, this is actually going to happen.  I'm going to get fucked
by that dog."  My heart began pounding as I knew all the hurdles were now
gone and it was just me and Duke.  All I had to do was keep him happy and
that huge dog cock would be in my ass soon enough.

     I was in the mood for some role playing too.  I had the stockings in
the house and Duke was going to make me his bitch soon, so I figured I
would play the doting wife for her husband.  I put the burgers I had
cooked onto a plate and presented them to my man.  I knelt next to him as
he ate.  I told him all the things I had done since I had seen him last.
I went in to explicit detail about the cucumbers-in-the-ass thing.  I
finished up by telling him how badly I wanted him to bury his cock in my
ass...but just for a minute or so.  I really felt like a girl when I told
him that.  My telling him he can't tie with me was like when a girl tells
you there is no way she'll let you fuck her in the ass.  When Duke
ate all the burgers, I led him inside.

     Once inside I kept up my role.  I offered Duke a drink.  I put out a
bowl of water for him to drink to keep him busy while I put on my black
thigh highs that I had bought at the store the night before.  I quickly
walked into my bedroom to get the stockings.  My plan was to strip and
put them on in front of Duke so I could keep an eye on him.  I changed my
mind.  I'm always surprised when a girlfriend comes out of her room
wearing something naughty, so I hoped Duke would be as well.

     Wearing pantyhose or stockings feels amazing.  It's kind of
constrictive but not in an uncomfortable way.  And since the thigh highs
came up to my upper thighs they covered my leg hair.  Since I shaved my
upper legs, crotch and ass, I looked pretty feminine wearing these
stockings.  I looked pretty damn sexy from the waist down.  I looked like
one of those transsexuals I had seen on the Internet.  I love the look of
a smooth feminine body and a cock.  Yup, I love transsexuals.  Too bad
they are so hard to find in the real world.

     I peeled myself away from the mirror by reminding myself I had Duke
to entertain in the kitchen.  I found him right where I had left him.  He
was just finishing his water as I walked up to him.  I began to dance in
front of him.  I was already naked except for the thigh highs so it
wasn't a strip tease, but it was like one.  I did a lot of rubbing my
stockings and thrusting my hips so my cock would flop around.  When I had
sufficiently degraded my self by dancing for a dog I moved in closer.

     I moved my hips around so my hard cock would rub against his face.
Duke immediately began licking it.  I put my hands on my hips and let him
have at it.  After only a few licks I had to pull away or else our fun
would have ended before it even began.  Maybe I should have jerked off
the night before.  Maybe I was now too horny if such a thing existed.

     I dropped to my knees and began rubbing his shoulders and head.  He
licked at my face and for the first time I let him in my mouth.  I had
blown this dog and swallowed his cum but it dawned on me that I hadn't
kissed him yet.  I opened my mouth to let his huge tongue in.  It was
massive.  It filled my whole mouth.  It was kind of like sucking his
dick.  I was thoroughly enjoying this.

     After a few minutes I found myself with my eyes closed and and I was
actually kissing him like I kiss a woman.  My lips were slowly opening
and my tongue was darting around tenderly.  Usually I kiss dogs with an
open mouth and a lot of tongue.  It startled me and I actually pulled
away.  I was beginning to think maybe I needed to stop this.  I slid away
and sat a few feet away from him on the kitchen tile.  There I was bare
ass naked in black thigh high stockings having an inner dialog about
whether or not I should go through with this.  The dog fucker in me won
out.  Yes, I wanted to do this.

     Without a word I stood up and got the tub of shortening I would need
to lube up my ass.  I led Duke into the bathroom.  I threw some towels
down near the tub.  We had an old fashioned tub that is a bit higher then
modern tubs.  It was the perfect size to lean against as I assumed the
doggy-style position.  From this position I could use the wall of the tub
to help support Duke's weight and I could turn slightly to see the wall
clock.  1 minute, that was all the time I could let Duke fuck me before I
ran the risk of getting tied.  And with that there were no more excuses.
It was time.

     I stood in front of Duke and spread my legs to ease the application
of thick vegetable shortening.  I smeared it all along my ass crack.
This was to help in case Duke missed his target.  I hoped it would help
his cock slide towards my asshole.  I worked the home made into my ass
until three fingers could fit easily.  Then I got into position.

     "Your bitch is ready boy.  Fuck me, Duke.  Bury that bone in my
backyard."  I had been saving that line for a few days.  I thought it was
pretty witty.  Duke came over to investigate.  Instead of mounting me, he
started eating all the shortening which covered my ass.  It felt good,
but it wasn't part of the plan.

     "Sorry, boy.  I was so busy thinking about how horny I was that I
forgot all about you.  Let me see that cock.  I'll get you in the mood."
I started jerking Duke off while still on my hands and knees.

     I had forgotten that Duke may not be horny.  A few strokes on his
cock and he was ready to go.  I turned my head back around and patted my
ass and he was on me almost immediately.  His cock poking me immediately
after that.  His first few thrusts hit my ass crack and slid down past my
hole and stabbed me behind the balls.  That hurt...and not in the
pleasurable way.

     Subconsciously I must have assumed a submissive role...to go along
with the physically submissive role I found myself in.  Usually when I
get hurt I swear and punch things.  This time all I did was whimper in a
very weak way.  Before I even had time to process these thoughts his dick
slid right up my ass.

     I forgot all about the pain in my testicles as Duke lunged forward
to force his cock in as far as it would go.  I felt the knot slide right
in too.  I still had plenty of time to enjoy this deep dicking action
before his knot would reach a size that could potentially tie.

     Now, I was so horny at this time and experiencing so many new
feelings that I have no idea what I said.  I just know I was talking the
whole time.  You can be sure I made a lot of references to myself as
being a "slutty little dog bitch" and numerous requests for Duke to "fuck
that ass".

     The knot was still popping in and out of my ass with every stroke.
It felt wonderful.  I leaned forward and over the wall of the tub a
little to raise my ass to a better angle of penetration.  There.  I
wasn't very comfortable, but I could tell Duke was fucking me at a more
natural angle.  I was leaning so far over the tub that my knees were
barely touching the ground and my cock was pressed painfully against the
side of the tub.  It didn't matter.  There was only one feeling I cared
about now.  I only cared about the feeling of that dog's cock sliding in
and out of my ass.

     In this new position I found it hard to see the clock but I knew
from how big Duke's knot felt that it was time to end this fuck session.
Straining I saw that it was about 1 minute since Duke's cock hit home.
OK, it was time to get him off me.

     "OK, boy.  Get down."  This command was barely more than a whisper.
The edge of the tub was being forced into my stomach by almost all of my
body weight since my knees were almost off the floor.  My arms were
braced against the far side of the tub to keep my whole body from being
pushed over the edge into the tub.

     This situation was rapidly getting out of my control.  Frantically I
turned my head to see the clock.  Nope, time hadn't magically stopped.
That meant Dukes knot was still growing as he fucked my ass in an effort
to impregnate me.  I didn't need the clock to tell me that though.  His
knot was still moving in and out of my ass but it now took some effort on
his part and hurt a little too whenever it was forced past my sphincter.

     By the time I had walked my arms down the side of the tub and across
to where I could use them to prop up my body weight, what I feared would
happen, had happened.  Duke's knot was no longer coming out of my ass as
he thrusted.  His thrusts were growing shorter and he was pushing
deeper.

     "Get the fuck off of me Duke" I said forcefully as I regained my
leverage.  I tried to squirm away but Duke bit me.  Well, not actually a
bite.  He gripped my kneck and hair with his teeth to keep me from going
anywhere.  I guess that's how evolution has taught dogs to deal with cock
teasing bitches who try to get away before the deed is done.

     Whenever I moved he closed his jaws tighter or released me in order
to get a better grip.  I was going nowhere.  I was about to panic and
start fighting to make one final violent effort to get away, when it hit
me.  It was too late.  I was tied to Duke.  He was all but finished
thrusting and his knot was deep inside me.  It was still growing.  This
was starting to hurt very badly.  At the same time his cock was
stimulating my prostate which led to an orgasm.  I was ejaculating
despite the pain I felt.  It wasn't a fun orgasm because as I came my ass
contracted which made the dog cock stuck in my ass hurt me even more.

     The word 'rape' came to mind.  I was being raped by a dog.  I said
"Stop" and he kept fucking me.  That's clearly rape.  No, he's a dog.
Dog's can't be expected to follow our laws.  I brought this on myself.  I
got what I deserved.  I wanted it and he gave it to me..and it was a lot
more than I expected.

     I felt his cock twitching inside me as he began to cum.  Then the
pain began to subside.  It wasn't because the knot was shrinking.  No,
either I was growing numb or my colon was stretching.  I'd be willing to
bet I was going numb.  The pain was still intense but I realized I
wouldn't pass out from it.  I was having trouble taking deep breaths.  If
I inhaled too deeply the cock in my ass led to pain.  I just tried to
breath shallow and not move.

     Every time Duke adjusted his position it ached.  He turned around on
me and then began to pull away.  That hurt so much I nearly cried.  We
shuffled across the floor until he found a place to lie down.  I laid
there with his cock locked in my ass hoping I didn't have any internal
bleeding.  I was afraid to move.  I felt his knot shrinking slowly and
hoped it would be over soon.  He started to get up and his cock popped
out.  There was an actual sound made as it came out too.  It was kind of
like a wet sucking sound.  Then there was a stream of dog cum and some
shit.  There was also a little blood.  Not much but I was still worried.
I laid on the bathroom floor for what seemed like hours.  My ass hurt so
much more than I had ever experienced.

     Eventually Duke wanted to leave.  He began whining at the bathroom
door.  I slowly got up and let him out of the bathroom.  Eventually I
made my way to the kitchen door and let him out of the house entirely.  I
must have been a sight.  I was walking slowly and hunched over.  I was
dressed in nothing but black thigh high stockings.  My back had obvious
claw marks from a dog.  And a mixture of dog cum and Crisco was dribbling
down my ass and legs.

     Then it was over.  I wanted Duke to make me his bitch.  Duke made me
his bitch.  I had gone through with it.  Part of me was happy.  Most of
me was just sore and terrified that I would need to go to the hospital
and explain why I was bleeding out of my asshole.  I took a bath, downed
a handful of Tylenol and took a nap...lying on my stomach.  When I woke
up I got the house finalized for my families arrival.  Thankfully no
hospital trip was needed.  In a week or so I felt as good as new.

     That's it.  That is my story in it's entirety.  I've never had a
bestiality experience since then.  That was a couple of years ago.
Sharing these stories has awoken those feelings again.  Maybe someday
soon I'll have more tales to share.

     I want to thank all of you who have read my stories and have written
to me.  I hope you will continue to do so.  The address is
dtrobinson99@yahoo.com  I hope anyone who reads this story will write to
me to tell me how you liked it, or to share an experience you have had,
or to tell me what a dirty little whore I am and there is no way you
believe I can call myself "straight" and still keep a straight face.