Date: Sun, 19 Oct 2003 20:03:24 +0100
From: Beverly Taff
Subject: Dog Day Afternoon Chapter 11
We three lay thus satiated until I was able to
declare Billy's knot shrunk enough for me to extricate
myself from his possession. This was always a painful
task for my bitch pussy had a natural internal sphincter
set inside the scabbard. In normal circumstances in a
wild pack, this mechanism ensured that further sex was
painful and thus as a naturally wild bitch, I would allow
no other dog to enter me immediately after sex with the
alpha male.
In our case this was immaterial, I was loyal to
Billy as any girl would be to her lover. This ensured
only Billy's sperm fertilised me. The downside meant
that it was often painful extricating Billy's knot past
my natural bitch defences, especially if I was in a
hurry. And now I was in a hurry. I had that eleven
o'clock appointment with Molly, for my new lingerie.
Gingerly I eased his cock down to the bitch
sphincter in my pussy then gently tried to work it free.
There was the inevitable pleasure-pain as his semi
tumescent knot still stretched my pussy almost to tearing
point. Betty and Jacky felt me tense and they sat up to
watch fascinated as the sphincter was drawn right down to
my pussy lips and the lower end of my cunt scabbard was
almost turned inside out. Finally I felt it beginning to
give and I let out a doggish yelp of relief, as the knot
finally broke free.
"Ouch! Yeek!" I squealed as my pussy sphincter
shrank again then slipped quickly back inside me to it's
normal position. Being a bitch certainly had a
downside. Fortunately the nice part was to follow.
After breaking free of my bitch cunt, Billy immediately
set to relieving the pain with his sloppy wet tongue.
His saliva must have contained some sort of natural salve
for within seconds, the pain started to ease.
"Ooohh! That's better," I sighed as he finally
stopped licking me.
Betty frowned as she turned to look at me.
"That shouldn't happen like that," observed Betty.
"Either your sphincter is not attached inside you
properly or Billy's a bit too big for you. Yes, I'll
admit that there's always a bit of stretching, but that's
extraordinary."
"Yeah, well I'm only a young bitch. Things will
get easier as I get stretched."
"Is it always that painful?" Asked Jacky
solicitously.
"No, only if I try to rush it. If his knot is
completely deflated then it slips out fairly easily, but
that takes a lot of time. If his knot is fully expanded
then I'm tied utterly to him and there is no hope of
separation. He often leaves it fully swollen and I think
he likes to keep me tied until the last minute."
"Are you happy about that?"
"Usually, yes. We bond that way and it feels
nice and secure to have him deep inside me. Anyway, do I
have a choice? I'm his bitch."
"And stuck to him like some sort of sex slave."
Finished Betty.
"Well I am his slave aren't I? I'm a slave to his
delicious organ. Nobody satisfies me like he does."
"Ah well. I suppose it takes all sorts."
"Yeah. Tell me about it, and I'm a one off.
Anyway you two are not far short of being 'all sorts'."
"Yeah. Dog lovers all," laughed Jacky easily.
Betty and Jacky exchanged grins and bent down to
kiss my nipples before finally rising from the bed and
preparing breakfast.
I heard some soft whimpering from the baby basket
and the sounds sent a quiver of maternal response through
my body. Even before I had brought the baby basket to
the bedside, my nipples had started lactating. Betty
and Jacky returned with the breakfast tray to find all
nine of my daughters and Billy exercising their rights to
my milk.
"Is it always girls first?" Asked Betty.
"Yes. I've noticed that Billy gets jealous of his
sons if he has to share my milk with them. He prefers
his daughters."
"Oh come off it Bev, scolded Betty, now your
anthropomorphising him to a ridiculous level."
"You haven't had your tits nipped," I riposted.
"Twice he's punished me for putting the boys on first.
And just watch him when he's playing with them in the
basket. He's much gentler with the girls." Whether
I'm anthropomorphising him or not, I prefer to keep my
tits intact and unbitten."
To demonstrate, I detached the little girl puppy
from my girly tit and tried to substitute her with one of
the boys. Billy stopped sucking my other girly tit, let
out a low growl and bared his huge teeth until I returned
my daughter to her original tit.
"There. See! Now tell me it isn't so."
Betty and Jacky looked nonplussed.
"Well I'll be buggered!" Giggled Betty.
"Be careful," I chuckled, "he might just do that.
Just remember, you're his bitches as well now."
"Well here, you'd better eat your breakfast. There
isn't much time."
Betty placed my tray beside my head on the bed and I
raised myself up on one elbow to pick at my food with my
other hand. Billy sniffed the plate then whined and
Betty sat beside him on the bed with a bowl on her knee.
Billy immediately forwent my nipple and squirmed around
on the bed to rest his beautiful head on Betty's lap.
Betty smiled into his big doleful eyes then held out a
tasty sausage. Delicately, Billy took each morsel
from Betty's fingers as she fed him from her lap.
Eventually, all my babies were fed and cleaned then
we left to get my new underwear fitted.
Down town seemed eerily quiet on a Sunday morning.
All the offices were closed and most of the big main-
street shopping names had moved out of town to the new
malls. So much had the shopping habits of Middle
America changed, that I half expected to see tumbleweeds
scuttling between the city blocks.
A few bars made half-hearted attempts to stay open
but all in all, the city had a depressing air.
Compared with the vibrancy of our gay village, this place
seemed dead. The only activity was a garbage truck
moaning away as it bullied the garbage cans into order
down a side alley.
Apart from us, only one other van stood in the
street and that was obviously Molly's for it was parked
right outside her boutique. As we pulled in behind
it, she appeared in the doorway and peered cautiously up
and down the sidewalk before collecting some more stuff
from her van. Her fears were unfounded. Even the
muggers and robbers had forsaken the deserted Sunday
morning city for richer pickings in the suburbs. With
no fuss, we entered her store and she ushered us into the
back room.
"D'you want to try this on?" She asked as she held
up a deliciously frilly body shaper.
I studied it in the light then took hold of it and
examined the garment more closely. There was a soft
silky diamond panel to support the tummy, but what really
caught my attention were the eight tiny lacy mini-cups
that were obviously positioned to exactly support and
protect my bitch nipples. The upper half of course
was a normal bra style. The human bra cups exactly
replicated the delicious lacy design of the bitch cups
except of course that they were the normal size. I felt
my nipples tingle with anticipation as I contemplated
putting it on.
"Come and try it on," urged Molly, obviously
savouring the novelty of the first fitting.
I glanced at Betty and Jacky and it was obvious that
they were also anticipating a viewing. Even Billy
seemed to recognise that the frills and lace held out the
promise of more delight. He yelped softly and wagged
his tail eagerly as his nose sniffed the tantalising
garment. I was inwardly pleased that it obviously had
his approval.
As one they accompanied me into an anteroom that
obviously doubled up as a rest room for the regular
staff. There was a suite of chairs and a large comfy
settee but more importantly, it was invisible from the
street.
Safe from any passers by, I started to undress and
eager gentle hands immediately attended upon me.
Eventually I was standing in front of the full-length
mirror admiring the erotic image. The bitch cups did
exactly what Molly had promised. They felt
delightfully sexy and the delicate little lacy cups
somehow stimulated my bitch nipples. I quickly felt my
eight little buds beginning to tingle. Every time I
bent or twisted, the lacy fabric caressed my sensitive
nipples and sent little darts of delight singing to my
core. My knees sagged as I gasped.
"Aahh! This is lovely but a little, ooohh! It's
too evocative. It's my nipples, these lacy cups, - they
send messages, - you know. Right down to there."
I fingered my bud quite unconsciously as my bitch
urges started to gather momentum. Billy sensed my
arousal and pushed forward past Molly to sniff eagerly at
my crotch. Molly smiled knowingly and bent down in
front of me as she pretended to check the fit and style.
Her knowing fingers delicately traced over my bitch tits
and I gasped again. Then I felt my crotch grow moist as
Billy became agitated. Suddenly, Molly released the
gusset poppers and my most secret place was released to
Billy's attentions.
"Oooh! Not here, not now. Stoppit!" I protested
feebly. "I only came for a fitting."
My objections proved futile because my bitch parts
were already dictating my condition. My lust grew
inside me until my back arched like a bow and my nipples
stiffened under the lace. The tension twanged like a
banjo through my body and I collapsed backwards onto the
settee.
Billy immediately possessed me and Molly gasped with
delight as she had her first demonstration of my
relationship with Billy. She let out a high-pitched
squeak of delight and exchanged whispers with Betty and
Jacky.
"It's true. She's just like a bitch on heat."
"Aren't we all," replied Betty? "Is that the
only body shaper you've made?"
"No," smirked Molly. "That's the special one.
I've also made some 'sensible ones. They've still got
the little bitch cups but the material is much more
soothing. Those little tits of hers are regular little
starter buttons. Come into the cutting room and I'll
show you."
Molly, Betty and Jacky left me tied helplessly to
Billy's delightful cock and went to the cutting room to
examine the other body-shapers that Molly had run up.
It was impossible for me to follow. Billy was fully
expanded inside me and he had me pinned down on the
settee. I could only lie still on my back as I heard my
friends discussing me like some exotic pet.
"Look at these, see. These little beauties have
much softer satiny cups. They won't titillate her
nipples so much, and they'll tend to cover them up
better. She can wear these when you go jogging in the
park. She wont get jogger's nipple see."
Betty and Jacky examined the design and nodded
agreeably as they chatted about them over a cup of
coffee.
Eventually, my orgasmic squeals subsided and they
decided I was coherent again. They brought one of the
proper body-shapers to show me.
"Look Bev," said Betty, "these are the proper ones.
The cups are much softer and satiny." You'll be OK in
these.
By now I was stable again and simply lying back
enjoying Billy's knot. I reached out and felt the
conventional body shapers and nodded agreeably. The
girls settled on the couch beside me and molly started
eyeing my situation enviously.
"Are you completely tied to him?" She whispered
curiously.
"Absolutely," I replied. "Until he releases me,
I'm complete at his mercy."
Molly's silky stockings hissed lightly as her thighs
twitched with lust.
"Can I try him?" She begged.
Her request calmed me down a bit. Betty had
already told me that Molly was the third and last member
of their secret little club. Up until then I had seen
not definite proof and I only had Betty's word for it.
Now Molly's request had proved it. Once she had been
mated to Billy, she was in the same boat as the rest of
us and would not have the whip hand. There would be
no secrets between us, and therefore no scope for
blackmail.
Using my status as the 'Alpha Bitch', I nodded my
consent but told her to wait until Billy was ready. I
had no intentions of hurting myself extricating Billy's
knot before he was completely deflated just to Please
Molly. She could wait.
And wait she did.