Date: Mon, 09 Oct 2006 21:33:19 -0500
From: Steve Smith <beast_hound@hotmail.com>
Subject: Dangerously Lucky dogs    instalment 1

         I didn't know anything about it really. Looking back I'm not even
sure if I'd even heard of it. But here I was sucking this dog's cock for all
I was worth. Better than I'd ever sucked my boyfriend's cock, maybe better
than I'd ever sucked a cock period. I think the guys cheering me on may have
had something to do with my heat and why I was going at it so passionately.
Then the dam thing began to cum. I wasn't ready for it and was caught off
guard and began to gag. He just kept on spurting while I fought down the
desire to puke. I caught a glance at my boyfriend during this time and saw
the look on his face was one of total shock and bewilderment. I quickly put
my mouth back over the dogs cock and began to suck him for all I was worth,
swallowing everything he had left. The only thing harder than the dog's
cock, was my cock..

	That was how it began. A month later and I was a certified Dog Slut. Rick
and I are no longer together, he found another guy, said he couldn't be with
a dog whore. Now I'm with Steve, one of the guys present that first night.
He has just the opposite approach; he loves to watch and he even sets up
nights for my 'shows' on the internet and in front of a group of 'friends',
even though I've never met them. And collects a healthy fee from them to
allow them to watch me get fucked by the biggest dogs anyone can brig to the
party. Usually, there are between seven and ten people present, mostly male,
but the occasional female as well. I like the crowds; their cheering and
catcalls make me hot as hell. Occasionally someone will offer me his cock as
well, so I'm sucking another man while some stud of a dog is fucking my
brains out. All in all, Steve takes good care of me.

	And that brings me to my story, the night I want to tell you about...

	Steve and I had been together for about four months; we'd been doing our
dog shows for about two. We had great sex together, I liked the bottom role
obviously, and he liked the top, talking so very, very dirty to me when he
fucked me. I liked the way he fucked, manly, with motion and strength. Many
of the men that had fucked me didn't know how to handle themselves really.
Put it in, move it around like they were fucking, fighting to stay hard, and
because of that, Cumming so quickly. Steve reminded me of the dogs I had
grown to desire so much; just pure fucking, hard, fast and with passion. One
day Steve said we were going to Vegas. He had a super show lined up for us.
He had found a guy that owned two Great Danes and he wanted them man bred.
Said the guy had trained the dogs on some local women, but they had never
had a man. Said he felt the 'boys deserved some ass, not just a sloppy
pussy.'

	I was super excited, but a bit worried at the same time. The biggest dog
I'd ever had was about seven inches, Hell; even Steve was only about six.
The biggest man I'd ever had was some white guy down in a Florida rest stop,
he was hung like a horse, literally, but we couldn't make it work. He was
too big for the condoms so we just kind of played around, tease fucking. I
wanted it, but I'm a safe sex nut until I know my partner really well.

	Finally we hit Vegas and it was time. We went to a ranch on the west side
of town. There were about 12 trucks in front of the place and Steve said it
looked like a good night. I agreed and our host met us at the door. A tall
black man, he still looked every bit the cowboy, complete with boots and
hat. He asked if I needed anything to get ready, when I said no, he asked if
I'd consider wearing some of the clothes he had set out in a bedroom for me.
I went to look while Steve went to pick the dog. He always liked to judge
the temperament of my future lovers, and had always done well, protecting me
like the fine gentleman he was.

	The bedroom contained just some leather strap stuff, kind of a BDSM thing.
I thought sure why not, but it took me a few minutes to figure them out. I
was hesitant at the collar, but thought it was kind of sexy truth be known.
Steve knocked on the door and asked me if I was ready. I said yes and he
explained the program. There was a slight stage built in the barn, with
seating, true seating around it and Steve said the crowd was ready and eager
to see the show. He said I was about to have the time of my life. He kissed
me, offered me a 'bandits mask', which I refused, wished me luck then walked
me to the barn.

	The room was rather dark; it really was like a stage show. Both of the dogs
were on stage in kennels. Both were pacing and looked like they were more
than ready. Each kennel was kind of guarded by a tall sexy woman dressed
almost the same as I was. I remembered then that the guy had said the dogs
were trained with women. I wondered if these two were part of that training.
One was very attractive, shapely and quite hot. Hell, I'd been more gay than
anything most of my life but I thought I'd do her if I had the chance...

	She came down off the stage to greet me, and snapped a leash to my collar.
She then led me up the three stairs and walked me around the stage, the
crowd cheered lustfully for me, but the dogs seemed to be going crazy in
their cages.

	I began to grow very hot and my cock began to strain at the small strap of
leather holding it down. My handler jerked my leash down and I was forced to
follow her until I was down on all fours in front of the crowd. She placed a
heel on my back and ordered me to stay. I looked at the crowd, but because
of the lights, had trouble making out anything. My handler, I had decided to
now call her master, had opened one of the cages and out came one of the
Danes. He was a fine animal. Very clean and well groomed, I was very
grateful. He also was big. Bigger than I anticipated and I could feel my
heart race faster. I had not seen his cock at all, but he himself was a huge
animal. He sniffed at my body, getting to know me. Most of my lovers had
done this. Only one very hot German Shepard that fucked me a couple of
months ago forwent this step of the mating process. He just attacked me and
fucked me like I was the last bitch on earth. I almost fell in love with
him.

	But this dog, he was something else altogether. He checked me out from head
to toe, and even gave me a courtesy lick on my ass that sent shivers up my
spine. The mistress ordered him in front of me and down and he lay down just
out of my reach. She then let the other one out of his cage, explaining to
me, or most likely to the audience, that both of them must have the
opportunity to explore me, or when the second one was set free, he'd just
want to fight over what he would perceive as his personal bitch being mated
by the other dog. She said their names were Lucky and Danger. Interesting
combo I remember thinking.

	"Up" she cried, and I thought she was talking to them until she yanked on
the leash attached to my collar. I began to stand up and she stopped me and
said, "no on all fours bitch". I obliged like the good slut I wanted to be,
and crawled forward as she led me by the leash.

	She walked me about four feet to a part of the stage that was padded. It
included some type of harness and I thought perhaps there were women that
changed their minds at the last minute, but were prevented from running
away. Mistress corrected my thoughts, explaining to the crowd that it was a
breeding shoe, and it had two uses, number one; to help the bitches support
themselves when the studs had their full length of cocks deep inside their
bitches, and number two; to keep the bitches opened and ready to be serviced
by these master cock hounds. She led me into it and strapped my ankles and
wrists in the leather and called one of the dogs' forward.  Lucky I think it
was. She ordered him to prepare himself for me and he began to lick at my
body. He worked his way to my ass and did an expert job of tongue fucking
me; I was very close to blowing my load then and there. She brought him
around then for me to see him and ordered him to kiss me. I wasn't really
into that but his tongue worked the same magic with my mouth and I found
myself opening up to him here as well.

	She pulled him back and told me to look at his cock. It was showing, big,
and purplish, thick, thicker than anything I'd ever seen on a dog or a man.

	I found myself a bit worried, but my lusts were overcoming any fears and I
knew I had to have him inside me. She bent down low and told me to tell the
crowd what I wanted. I lowered my head and said I wanted this dog to fuck
me, to fuck my ass. To fuck me like I've never been fucked. She led him
around and I felt something cold and wet between my legs, I though it was
the dogs nose, but it was lube, she was preparing me. She told the audience
that for the real she bitches, this part was not required, they were so wet
and ready by now that they were dripping and begging for this dog cock
inside of them. I took that as a challenge and began to squirm and move my
hips, also begging for that monster dog meat.

	She led him around and he gave a sniff and licked at my ass a bit then
mistress ordered him up. He didn't need be told twice. I grunted as his full
weight hit my back and I was happy his nails were trimmed back. I also
understood the reason I needed help form the harness to support his weight
when he mounted me. He pumped air for a few seconds and finally I began to
feel him closing in on my ass. Mistress bent down to help him but he didn't
need it. He found my tightness and hit it hard. I tried to move forward to
make his entrance a graceful one but the breeding thing held me tight. He
was a true fuck champion. He went hard and fast. His cock, big looking as it
poked out of its sheath now revealed it's full size to my ass and it was
huge. It hurt too, I was not totally relaxed and ready for it but it didn't
matter one bit to him, he just kept on pounding away at my ass.

	After just a few minutes I could feel the signs of him trying to knot. I
was now fighting both the sensations of being overwhelmingly fucked, better
and harder than I had ever been fucked, and of fear and some pain of what
would happen if we knotted. I squeezed both my eyes and my ass tight, hoping
physically and mentally to prevent him tying me. I was startled by the close
voice of the mistress:
	"Relax" she said, "you can do it, he's done it before and it will be unlike
anything you've experienced."

	I opened my eyes and looked into her face and she bent forward and kissed
me, shocked I relaxed and suddenly the lights went red as Lucky slipped
right in and we knotted. I screamed, somewhat in pain, but yet such a
feeling of sexual release that I came, without ever having touched myself I
shot a massive hot load of sticky cum from my aching hard cock. Lucky was
doing the same; I could feel his hot liquid squirting inside my now burning
ass. I had always loved that feeling, the feel of hot cum inside me. For
many of my dog lovers it flowed freely and I often felt it running down my
legs. Not here, I could tell by his movements and the way his cock was
twitching that he was still Cumming but his knot was so big and tight inside
of me that not a drop was being wasted. I leaned down a bit and felt a jab
of pain as he actually drove in a bit deeper. I felt my cock twitch and knew
I was very close to Cumming myself once again. Suddenly I wanted to do just
that, I wanted another one of those powerful orgasms and I leaned down just
a bit more, as far as the breeding thing would allow and sure enough I was
rewarded with a deeper penetration, and a growling from the dog, he must
have thought I was trying to pull away.

	Mistress had him by the leash and I was glad for that, if he turned he'd
likely kill me. He fought her, and his cock moved and flexed within me as he
fought against her, wanting to obey his instincts and turn on me, completing
the mating process. It was unlike any sensations I'd ever felt and suddenly
it hit me, and again without ever touching myself I began to cum.

	The audience cheered lustfully for me, and shocked I looked toward them,
blinding myself from the stage lights. In my passions and desires to be
mated I had forgotten they were there. And here I was on all fours, in
somewhat of an uncomfortable position with this beast of a dog still
fighting and therefore still fucking me with what felt like a baseball bat
in my ass. It was still a wonderful feeling and I still wanted to go, but I
knew I'd soon be sore and wanting to get away. After what seemed an eternity
I finally felt his knot begin to soften and go down. I relaxed, allowing him
to slip out when he was ready. Sweaty I looked around, I still couldn't see
the crowd but I could hear them. They did indeed enjoy the show and I
realized they were talking to the host asking if I was going to do the other
dog also...

	Slightly panic stricken, I looked toward the clock I remembered seeing when
we had first started. Shocked I saw we had been at this almost 35 minutes.
If felt like about ten. As Lucky finally withdrew with a loud pop I felt his
cum begin to run down my ass. I squeezed, not wanting to loose it. It felt
wonderful and I almost wished for more but I was sore and I knew tomorrow
I'd hurt from this fucking. I looked to the mistress to release me; instead
I heard a roar from the crowd and looked up and saw her walking toward me
with the other Dane, the one named Danger...



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