Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2005 16:26:52 -0500
From: Randall Wolfe <keldric@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Experiment

The Experiment.
by Randall

This story contains very graphic descriptions of Male-Dog sex and bondage.
If either of these topics offend you, please do not read. If you do read
this story, then I welcome email of your positive comments, questions, or
helpful critisms to keldric@hotmail.com

If you did enjoy this story, I have another story posted here. It is a 3
part story titled "My Friend Brutus"

Thank you and I hope you enjoy.


Well, let me tell you a little about myself. I am a white male who loves sex
with dogs. I discovered this joy at age 13 and had never stopped loving
every bit of it. I have tried sex in several different ways. I've found that
there are 3 possible positions. The first is obvious - doggie style. The
second is a little harder. You get some pillows or something and lie on them
on your back so that your ass is the correct height, but you are face up
with your legs sticking up. This one is fun and feels good and allows you to
hold the dog, but you lose a little of the pleasure because you have to hold
him. And  if you'd like a little friendly advice... do NOT let him try to
turn. It's amazingly difficult to keep your ass high enough to not be in
pain if he pulls you off of whatever you are laying on. The thrid way is
simple, but requires training of the dog. You make him lie down, then you
roll him on his back, sit on him with your knees on each side of his ribs,
reach back, get his cock, and put it in your ass. Sometimes they will not
even try to fuck and swell because this position feel so strange to them.
Sometimes they will fuck, but the knot doesn't go in so it doesn't give you
the wonderful feeling. And sometimes when all goes right, he's in, he's
knotted, and he cumming... it still just doesn't have as good a feel and not
nearly as much excitement somehow.

No, there is nothing quite as good as the regular doggie-style position. It
was by far the best for me. There was something about feeling that big cock
enter me and swell up and all I could do was be at his mercy and enjoy it. I
found myself wondering if I could make this feel even better. My mind had
came up with the idea of somehow combining bondage with his fucking me. My
first thought was it will not work. I mean, obviously, paws can't use rope.
But then I began remembering some of the more erotic self-bondage stories I
had read. Than might work, but how can I do it?

So, I began trying to figure it out. Well, if it is possible, let's go step
by step. I need something I can be on all 4's on for a long time. That's
easy enough to build. Something like a footstool so long as it is tall
enough and long enough. Simple enough. There was a used furniture store not
too far from home. A visit yielded an automon just the right length for me
to lay my upper body on while on my knees.

Bow, to make the modifications. First, to make it the right height I
'assumed the position' and cut off enough of each leg to make myself the
same height with or without it. For the bondage part, I would need to be
able to tie my torso down, to tie my hands, and to tie my legs.

The Legs were simple. I put a belt on each leg of the device which will
fasten around each of my thighs. The torso was also not difficult to come up
with, but harder to do. I opened the top, removed the padding from the
middle, and attached a belt which would fasten around my waist. Since I left
the padding in each end, tightening the belt would pull my waist down
forcing my back to arch and might even (I hope) allow him to go even deeper.
I also installed a belt at the top to go around my ribcage and keep me from
slipping off the side and loosening anything.

The arms were a challenge. I wanted my hands held to my sides close enough
to pull my ass open and let him have even better access but at the same time
not allow me to get to my cock. Handcuffs would work. If I cut the chain
from a pair of handcuffs and mounted one 'cuff' on each side that would
work.

Okay. I now have a good way to try bondage. Now I was looking at the
obvious.. how do I get out when we are done. Obviously I need a key, but I
need to have one which I cannot get to till we are done. This I admit
challenged me a little, but I came up with a solution. I got a piece of
strong nylon string and tied a ring on one end and the key to the other so
that when I hung the ring on a hook about 6 feet from the floor, the key
hung down just below the handcuff. To keep myself from getting to it too
early, I froze all of the string except the ring into an ice cube. now i
could hang the ring on the hook and the key would be available when the ice
melted 1 hour later. to make sure of this, I put the frozen key on the wall
and tested it several times. It worked fine. I put 1 hand in the handcuffs
and made sure I could open them with the 'key on a string' and I could.

I had one other problem. Once he's finished with me, I need to get to the
key. I could not move the thing with just my toes and that's all I had when
tied in. Well, it was either loosen my legs which i didn't want or make the
thing easier to move. Easier to move seemed like a good idea anyway... this
way if he turned and decided to walk, I could go with him much easier. The
simpliest way seemed to be wheels. I took a trip to the hardware store and
found some caster wheels that were small enough to work but heavy duty
enough to not give under weight. I mounted the wheels on the bottom of each
leg.

Next thing was to try everything at once. So, I hung the key, buckled all
the belts, and put 1 hand in the cuffs and tucked the other under me just in
case. With the wheels even in such a bound state I found it easy to roll
myself to the key and opened the cuffs immediately. I was ready. I would try
this Friday night.

******

I had spent the last 2 days of the week since I finished my device with
increasing anticipation. Thursday night it had been a great feat of will to
wait, but I knew the longer I waited the better it would be. I also knew
that I didn't want to hurry or be rushed. I had as long Friday night as I
wanted. I had not been this horny in many years.

I went through work Friday in a daze. All i could think of was getting home.
By the time I finally got off work I was like a bitch in heat. My entire
world was revolving around the anticipated events of the evening. I arrived
home at 6. It was winter so it was cold outside and getting dark. I went in
and went through to the back door. I had planned on calling Brutus, but as I
opened the door he walked in. I think he knew I was horny. He was horny as
well it seems. Good.

Brutus was a quite large mixed breed. He certainly had some Newfoundland in
him from the long black coat, but he was about the size of a Great Dane and
he had a huge cock. It was about 14 inches counting the knot, bigger around
than about any man's I ever seen except maybe some of the 'bigger' porn
stars, and the knot was the size of a large naval orange. Years ago as a 13
year old he had introduced me to that cock. It had been smaller then as he
was still just past the puppy stage, but I had thought my hips were going to
come apart. Now he was much bigger, but our 'times' together had stretched
me so as he grew, I accomodated him. It was all I could do to accomodate
him, but I loved how tight he fit inside me.

I took off my clothes and sat down so that Brutus could get to me with his
tongue, and he was licking me before I even completely sat down. I put my
heels up on the couch so my asshole was open to him and he began to lick
harder, shoving his long tongue inside off me and driving me toward the
edge.

After a few minutes of that I stopped him and got up. I had decided I had
had all the build up I could stand. I got the 'ice key' from the freezed and
hung the ring on the hook, then I made Brutus sit and stay. He was smart and
would obey commands well, except while fucking me. I began strapping myself
in. I strapped in each thigh and tightened the belt around my waist till my
back was very arched and my ass was sticking way up. I tightened the belt
around my ribs till I knew I couldn't move. Then I put one wrist in each
cuff and using my fingers clicked them snug. That was it. For the next hour
I was helpless.

"Here boy" I called. Almost immediately I fely his tongue again going up my
now open and waiting asshole. I reached as far as I could and pulled by butt
cheeks apart and his tongue went way inside of me. I had my first orgasm of
the night, splattering my load so hard that I felt it hit the floor between
my legs and splash on both of them. He continues licking me very deeply and
he was certainly hitting the mark as I was erect and building to another
orgasm almost immediately.

With men or women I've found that 2 orgasms are a good amount. 3 is avery
goof time. With Dogs I usually have a minimum of 3 and I've had many more
than that. I'm not sure exactly how they manage to hit the perfect spot, but
they hit it and stay with it.

He kept licking and every lick was like a small amount of electricity
tingling and charging me up. He kept licking me till I was about to cum
again, then he mounted me. I felt his semi hard cock hitting me just behind
the ballsack. This was too low. I tried to move to get us lined up, but that
was impossible. Oh no! The wheels. I had made it the right height, then I
added the wheels. Also my back being so arched pulled my butt up even a
little bit higher.

He jumped off again and started licking. Part of me was trying to think what
i might do and the other part could do nothing by be a slave to that tongue
and crave the cock I wasn't getting. I felt him mount me again. Poke Poke
Poke. He was trying, but he still wasn't getting high enough. This kept up
for what seemed like an eternity. He would mount me, but not hit, then hop
off and lick me some more. I could sense his frustration, and I think he
could sense mine. His wonderful tongue getting me so ready for his cock,
then the mount and the desperate want of a cock which wasn't getting there.
I do not think I've ever been so frustrated or so teased.

Then I notices something. Every time he mounted me we rolled forward. I
thought maybe if I can get us against a wall he can push harder and get that
little bit of extra height. I used my toes and pushed myself till the front
of the automon was against the wall. Then I felt him stop licking again and
I knew he was going to mount. I pulled down on my butt cheeks as hard as I
could and he mounted me. Poke Poke right under.. poke poke just under... if
i can pull just a little harder.. poke and in he went! I'm not sure, but I
think I yelled in success. It felt sooooo good. My whole being was the
feeling of that cock.

As soon as he went in he almost jumped on top of my back, which positioned
him perfectly. I felt every inch of his cock go into me on the first lunge.
He was clamped down hard on my arms and sides and jabbing his cock deep into
my bowels. I felt the first hot squirts of precum almost immediately. For a
time we were one creature with one purpose; to get his cock as deep as it
could possibly go before it swelled up and stuck itself firmly in place. He
was humping me, driving himself deeper with every jab. I was pulling my
asscheeks as far open as I could, almost painfully, and trying to meet his
strokes with what very little movememt I could manage. I was even trying to
force my insides moer toward the back in the hope of getting him imbedded as
deeply as possibly.

The device I had put myself into had almost prevented me from getting
fucked, but it was now making up for it. I could feel his knot swelling deep
inside of me. I was pulling my ass open and pushing from the inside trying
to get him deeper and deeper and because of my back arch and my ass forced
upward and his lunge on top of me to get inside, he was buried deeper than
he had ever been and I felt him going further. I wanted him further. I
needed him further. His knot, swelled about halfway but already too big to
exit me, was pushing on my insides instead of my asshole. It was as if his
knot was inside my bowels, not just my ass. Then as he swelled more and more
my asshole started to feel the tension. Oh the sweet feeling. I was full, so
full, and he was still swelling. I felt him then begin getting longer and
longer. It was normal to feel that, but usually at his longest he was
reaching what he had already went past this time. He was so deeply impaled
in my poor wanton ass that it was almost painful, but everything was only
sheer delight.

Then his knot slowly reached it's maximum size. I was totally helpless and
being completely owned and fucked by this dog. I've never felt so helpless.
I've never felt so full. I've never ever felt so much pleasure. As his knot
reached it maximum I could not hold back any longer. I came very hard. My
insides bucking out a huge load of cum stirred a renewed bout of humping
from him. His cock did not - could not - go even 1 millimeter deeper. It
just shook me inside. Then I felt him begin to cum very deeply in me. I felt
it hitting me in streams on a spot insude just below my navel. I also felt
his heartbeat. It was strong. It was fast. it was a throbbing of his cock
against a spot inside my ass which brought my cock back to life instantly.

We stayed that way for a blissful eternity; we were a throbbing cock
squirting hot loads of cum into a completely filled asshole. Very soon I was
close to orgasm again. Being fucked by a dog always felt great, but this was
almost too good. I wasn't sure nor did I care where I was. I only knew the
throbbing of his heartbeat in his cock and the squirting of his cum
somewhere so deep in me.

Then I felt him push himself up on his front paws. He was so deep that it
felt as if my lower intestines were moving a bit along with the familiar and
blissful feeling of having the inside of my ass pulled. He put down his left
paw on the ground beside me, then his right came across my back and onto the
floor on my left. I knew he was turning. I felt him move to the side and
raise his hind leg to go over me, and at the same time I felt the knot begin
to rotate inside me. Dog knots are by no means round, but are much bigger on
each side than on the top or bottom, so a dog turning is not like twisting a
round ball, but more like twisting 2 smaller balls joimed together. I felt
him slowly rotate his cock inside me and I felt just a small amount of the
doggie cum leak out and go down my left thigh. Then we were ass to ass.

After he turned, I still felt him throbbing inside me and filling me with
cum. He would cum hard for a few minutes, then slow down and be barely
squirting inside me, then squirt hard again. I could feel my stomach
swelling with the amount of cum inside me. He took a few steps and I felt
the tug of his cock and felt myself being pulled away from the wall. I felt
as if I were truly and completely owned by this dog. I wasn't his bitch.
Bitches can pull back and move a little. I was far beyond that. I didn't
know what I was. I was just a repetitive orgasm being filled by this dog as
I was wheeled around.

Also I realized that he was pulling differently. Usually he pulls back and
up. Today he was pulling back, but also down toward my balls. It felt so
good. It must be the added height. Yes, the wonderful added height. I was
cumming again because of this pulling. I could feel every movement of his
cock inside me. I felt a wonderful almost-but-not-quite painful tug inside
me as he would walk around and I would be wheeled behind him. Somewhere in
my bliss I made a mental note that I needed a way to put my feet up so my
toes didn't drag along as he pulled me.

We continued our progress along the floor for another 10 or 15 minutes
before I felt his massive knot start to soften and slide in me a bit. In
another moment he slid out with a pop. As he walked away I could feel the
dog cum running out of my ass and down both thighs. There was no stopping it
or closing my ass. I just rested there and enjoyed the sensation. I had came
often.. 5.. 6 times? I could not remember. I only knew I was completely
drained and spent.

After a short rest, I raised my head to see if my key had melted it's way
down to my reach. Suprisingly it was not only all the way down, but there
was no ice at all on the string. I had been at this a lot longer than I
thought. I began turning myself toward the string, but suddenly I felt
Brutus push his tongue into my asshole. Part of me felt wonderful, but
another part of me knew there was nothing left to give. I had came so hard
and so often already that I had aches in my abdomen and groin. I wanted to
keep turning, but Brutus was standing against my calf.

Moving forward was easy. I just put my toes down and push. Going backward
was harder, but by pulling with my toes I could achieve this. I had tried
during my earlier tests. Turning was a different matter. I needed to put my
toes down and turn my ankles to the side. This was difficult, but possible,
during my test. This was impossible with my toes in a slick puddle of dog
cum while a 100+ pound dog was standing against your calf. Also we play a
lot just as friends so he assumed that my pushing was playing and pushed
back as he licked.

Now I said earlier that he was good at obeying orders while not involved in
sex, but it's like when we are having sex he completely assumes alpha male
and no order is going to be heeded. I tried several. Sit! Down! Back! GET!
but nothing worked. I just felt him licking. And his cock had opened me so
much that I knew I couldn't close my ass. This was common. Inflate a large
ball in your ass and pull on it for a hour and it will be an hour or 2 at
least before things go back to normal.

The problem was I could feel myself getting hard again. There was a
discomfort in having cum till I had no cum left, but a stirring caused from
his tongue that was driving me toward another anyway. Since I knew I had no
choice at all, I submitted and relaxed. He kept licking me for a long time.
I must have had a quart of his cum inside even after so much had ran out and
on the floor, and as it slowly leaked out, he lapped it out of me. As he
licked, it inticed my bowels to push more to my ass. As they pushed more
toward my ass, he licked it out. As he licked it out, more was pushed.

Even in my spent condition, I felt the orgasm coming. I don't know how long
he licked, but after a while I felt myself pulling my ass open so he could
reach better and I felt him licking me very hard. His nose was pushing
against my ass and his tongue was going way inside me and back out over and
over. I felt him pushing me forward. I was vaguely aware of something
stopping my forward motion about the same time that I came. My abdomen
contracted and I hurt but felt good. It was certainly true that I came, but
if anything really came out of me I'm sure it was mot much.

I pushed my butt cheeks together as best I could and I felt him stop licking
me. I suppose he decided to investigate the 1 or 2 drops of cum he had
enticed from me. My back had been forced into a very steep arch for too
long, my poor nuts were in double overtime trying to fill the cum defecit
inside me, my ass was stretched and licked into total submission, and I was
dying for a good comfirtable bed to sleep in for a day or 2. I decided to
first push myself away and then try for the key again since maybe he would
be preoccupied enough with licking up my cum to stay there. I pushed, but I
could not move. I looked up and saw that he had pushed me against the wall
during his frenzied licking.

So, what do I do now? I'm not sure if I can cum again, but I don't want to
find out. If I try to go backward so I can turn, will I'll get his
attention? If I try to turn against the wall, would I even be able to? If I
try that probably would get his attention. If I just stay here maybe he'll
go lie down? As these questions filled my mind, I felt a familiar fuzzy
pressure on my back. "NO!!", I thought and yelled at the same time. I was
being mounted again. I was panicking but there was nothing I could do. Then
i felt him poking just above my balls. It was sore there, I assume because I
had came so much, but he was far from my ass. I had started out so angry
about the height mistake I had made. Now I was singing myself little
praises. Poke Poke Poke... not even close. I began to relax. I had to do
everything I could to help him in last time. If I don't help this time,
maybe he will give up. I knew we had already been locked for close to an
hour and he normally went about 45 to 50 minutes. He must be tired.

He tried to mount me 3 times, but he never got in. He came close the 3rd
time and I decided i had to do something. As he jumped off the 3rd time and
began to lick again... tingles.. the extasy that tongue could give me mow
even spent as I am. I finally managed to get myself turned around and I
started moving toward the wall. The fact that he kept jumping on me to
mount, then going back to licking scared me a bit, but it did allow me
chances to move. I started toward the key. He licked me for a little while,
but I had nothing left to give and kept pushing. Then he mounted me. He was
still missing the target, but he was pushing me along. Then he jumped off
and began licking me again. I was almost there. Another 5 feet and I would
get to the wall, then a turn and the key would be in my hands.

I pushed with my toes geting sore. 4 feet. Then he mounted me again. He was
missing me and doing my rolling for me. We banged against the wall. As we
hit, I felt his body slide up and his cock hit the mark. "No!" I thought and
tried as hard as i could to push my butt cheeks together and clamp my
asshole. He was a little in, but not more than 3 or 4 inches. If I could
just keep the knot out. Jab jab.. I felt him go in deeper. More of his cock
slid in. I felt him begin to shoot his hot precum into me. I also felt his
barely swollen knot against my cheeks. I was trying as hard as I could, but
I was in the perfect position for him and he was laying on my back and
shoving using his weight. Also I was well lubricated from all the licking
and from the previous fucking. Still I was trying. I knew I could not handle
being fucked that way twice. All of me was sore or aching. jab jab jab... I
felt his knot slide between my cheeks and hit the outside of my poor ass.
jab jab jab... he wasn't in but he was swelling. This might work. I was
holding my butt cheeks together tightly. I felt more cum and I felt him
swell more. jab jab jab... I felt his expanding knot against my ass. I know
if he will swell a little more it will not fit. jab jab POP OW!. The final 2
thrusts had gotten his knot tightly against my ass and partly in and the
third had forced that knot through the hole. Once he got in I started
wiggling trying to shake him off, but all the little movement I had only
succeeded in helping him plant his cock deeper. Once he was in me, I knew
his knot wasn't even a fourth of the way swelled, but it had definitely
hurt.

Now i was at his mercy. My invention worked very very well. He was swelling
and cumming in me. I felt him swelling to his full size. It felt like he
swelled a lot more than normal, but that might be just because I was swelled
inside from the last time. He swelled to his huge state, his long cock went
into me deeply and he began filling my poor belly with cum again, and I
could feel the squirting and throbbing again. The problem was that I had
nothing left to give. This was not a mutual pleasure. This was me being
fucked... well and hard... and I was just the toy used to get him off. I
hurt. My belly still had a lot of cum from the last time still in it and
more was being added. My ass was sore and tired and was being again
stretched as far as it would go. My back was arched so far that my ass was
almost straight up and it was getting tired very fast. I had cum so often
that I didn't think I could cum again if i wanted.

I just laid there for a while. I felt the throbbing so familiar and desired.
I felt the cum being forced into my already too full and swollen abdomen. I
was in his control and he was winning. I didn't want him deeper, but I found
myself spreading my poor asscheeks and bucking as much as I could trying to
get him deeper. I didn't want to feel any more cum inside, but I found
myself relaxing and enjoying every squirt. And I didn't, couldn't cum again,
but I felt my cock getting hard and knew something inside was responding to
the blissful throbbing despite me.

I desperately wanted to touch my cock. I needed to stroke it as this
throbbing and squirting continued. Then he hopped off me and landed on his
paws on my left (ow), then turned and put his leg over my ass (ouch), then
spun himself inside me (ow please yes/no stop/keep turning), then he walked
to the middle of the room pulling me along(ow oh oh yes). It was more than i
could stand. I was his toy. I was his warm hole to put his cock in. I was
beyond everything except the feeling. Every time he squirted his cum into
the lake in my bowels, he made me want more. Every time he pulled that cock
against my ass, he pulled me from my mind and into a world of extasy. Every
time his strong heart pulsed blood through that steel hard cock and against
the insides of me he pushed me a little closer to orgasm.

Then I felt him completely stop moving except for the throbbing. I felt him
squirting inside me, but much less and slower. I was still getting built up
for an orgasm which I was still not sure possible, but the slowness was
different. It was different enough that I noticed it. I looked around at him
and saw him standing perfectly straight and not doing anything but
breathing. "You're tired too, eh?" I said, "Don't stop now". He didn't seem
to respond to me. "Brutus" I said, but he still didn't look at me. I was
torn. My body was building up to the orgasm. There was no stopping it. It
belonged to his cock and I was just along for the ride. My mind, on the
other hand, was concerned about his motionless unresponsive stance.

I did not have to wait very long to find out what was happening. As I was
looking back at him, I saw him slightly raise his head, then he pulled
against my ass pretty hard, then he made a sound somewhere between a grown
and a howl and I felt him begin squirting deep long squirts of cum into me.
It felt almost more like he was peeing than cuming, but he was completely
involved in it. I felt my abdomen swell. The added pressure he was putting
inside me along with his huge cock was incredible. I felt like I would burst
like a balloon. Every squirt caused his cock to jerk against the inside of
my swollen and highly sensitized ass.

This was all I needed. My entire body needed that orgasm. Every fiber craved
it. It came from deep inside me. It was almost... almost... almost.... yes..
yes... AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!  AHHHHHHH   AHHHHHHH   AHHHHH Ahhhhh
Ahhhhh ahhhh ahhhh  ahhh. I was a living breathing cock impaled orgasm.
Every fiber of me came. I came so hard that I think my spine might have shot
out of my cock and then went back in.

I don't know how long I came. The logical part of me knows it was probably
about 20 or 30 seconds. The 'me' floating in extasy remembers it more as
lasting about 2 or 3 hours.

I didn't pass out, but I did totally collapse mentally and physically. I
just laid there feeling him overflowing in me and hopeing that he was
enjoying his orgasm as much as I had enjoyed mine. Parts of me hurt. My
entire cock, balls, and lower abdomen were beyond moving. But i was still
floating too high in the afterglow to notice and to tired to care.

Shortly after this I felt him deflate and pop out of me. Cum seemed to run
out of me like a garden hose. He licked me for a little while, but I was
truly unable to care. I think he was exhausted too. After a cursory
cleaning, he walked to the corner, licked himself clean, and laid down.

Somewhere I found the strength to spin my device around and got hold of the
key. It took a minute or so to find the keyhole and get the cuff unlocked,
but once it was open I reached under myself and undid the belt. My back at
first rebelled, but eventually straightened. I opened the other belt around
my chest, then got the other cuff and both legs.

I felt a steady stream of cum run out of my ass as I stood. There was no
controlling my ass. After being fucked once it was usually an hour or two
before I returned to shape. After being fucked twice I had no idea how long
it would take. It was like i was uncontrollably peeing from my ass. After a
minute or two the flow went to a trickle and then stopped completely. I
looked at Brutus. He was peacefully sleeping.

Somewhere I found the strength to mop up the worst of it and put Brutus out
for the night, and get in the shower. My ass was too sore and swollen to
wash, so i just delicately spread my cheeks for the millionth time and let
the water run over and in it for a while. Then I half walked half crawled to
my bed and was asleep before I was even on the pillow.


Randall