Date: Mon, 4 Apr 2016 23:28:53 +0000 (UTC)
From: Sean Smith <shadowscythe1942@yahoo.com>
Subject: Dog Master II

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Dog Master II

So wait, what the heck was going on here? Was I dreaming? High? Drunk? How
did I go from normal ever day me to reeking of dog piss and listening to my
dog order me around? MY DOG!

Kane, my German Shepherd had just informed me that apparently all dogs are
capable of speaking like humans, but have spent their lives choosing not to
for their own benefit. So again, here I am, just been marked as Kane's
territory, being told to take him and Link, my Newfoundland, out for a
walk.

As we walk the streets are totally clear, almost eerily so. It's almost as
if Kane had a way of keeping everything between the three of us. As we walk
he starts to fill me in on what's going to happen.

"So, bitch. That's your name now btw, here's how this is going to
work. Link and I have a lot of friends, a lot of horny friends. You may
think that all dogs do is breed when bitches are in heat. This is partially
true, but we also love to fuck for the sake of fucking. That's why you see
us humping so many things, we don't care about what we look like, we just
want to fuck. I've made my advances to you in the past but you've rejected
them, telling me I'm a silly dog; a stupid dog. But this is where life
changes. Now take your clothes off."

I'm honestly still soaking all of this in so I don't hear his command to
strip. After noticing this Link makes his presence known by jumping up and
knocking me down to my knees.

"When we tell you to do something, you do it you little bitch!" he barked
at me. He sunk his big furry jowls into the seat of my jeans and tore them
open, underwear and all. Kane took a bite of my shirt and tore it to
shreds, leaving the pieces all over the sidewalk. Link finished his work on
my pants leaving me completely exposed to the world. Anyone who walked by
could see me and the crazy situation I was in.

"We were going to let you keep those but you have to learn we don't have
any patience for you. When we give you an order, you follow them. Now crawl
into the middle of the street. DO IT BITCH!"

This time I don't dare hesitate. I crawl into the middle of the street,
trying to hold in my pride still hoping at some point I'll wake up and this
will all be a dream. I hear Kane let out a loud howl and Link joins in with
him. They keep this up for a couple of minutes and I can't take it anymore,
I have to ask what they're doing.

"What the hell are you two doing, can I get out of the street now?!"

"You will wait patiently and keep your mouth shut. We are calling to our
friends and letting them know where we are. Telling them there's a red hot
bitch to fuck."

Oh great, they weren't kidding about the pack. Then I feel it, a tongue on
my asshole. My two new masters were still howling so who could this
possibly be. I turn my head to look and I almost faint right there. Kane
and Link are beautiful pups but what I saw was amazing. The most beautiful,
sleek looking jet black Great Dane was giving my anus the tongue bath of a
lifetime.

He was digging into my hole so deep that I didn't even care what was
happening or where it was taking place. As he's going to town I hear what
sounds like a stampede heading our way. Barking, woofing and howls can be
heard all around me as what I can only imagine are dogs from all over the
state coming to see what the noise is all about. I started to look up to
see who was coming to put me through the hell I was imagining coming my
way. My movements must have signaled to the Dane that I was trying to get
away though. He jumped up on my back and started humping away at me.

Does the Dane make contact? Does he get frustrated and give up? Tune in to
the next edition of Dog Master to find out ;)

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