Date: Mon, 9 Feb 2004 21:03:52 -0000
From: Beverly Hulse <bevanhulse@totalise.co.uk>
Subject: Two by Two, Chapter 12.
Two by Two.
Chapter 12.
On the return flight to America, Davina was forced
to suffer the indignity of a portable kennel in the cargo
hold. Furthermore, she had to wear her obedience collar
to stop her making any noise. It was set at full power
so that even a soft, nervous whimper would elicit quite a
painful shock. For over twelve hours, she had to
endure loneliness and isolation until she was finally
free to join her mistress again on arrival in the USA.
At the collection bay in the airport cargo section,
Davinia went berserk with relief as she waggled her butt
and pranced ecstatically as her mistress Jane approached.
She desperately wanted to bark her relief but the collar
held her in its grip. Finally, Jane slipped an
extending roller leash to Davinia's collar as the
grateful dog eagerly licked her shoes.
"Don't do that Dumdums," scolded Jane softly. "You
never know what I might have accidentally trodden in.
You only do that at home, OK?"
Davinia looked up dolefully with watery tearful
eyes. One of the unusual traits of Basset hounds was
that they always looked lachrymose but in Davinia's case
these were close to real tears. She hated Jane calling
her 'Dumdums'. It was a clear inference to the fact
that she could not speak like Staz.
After Jane had cleared the health and animal import
checks she called softly to Davinia who waddled
obediently to heel as they walked from the cargo office.
Outside Davinia was suddenly aware of the hot flagstones
on her sensitive feet. She winced then minced
painfully as she tried to prance on 'tippy-toes'. Jane
let the leash run free to allow Davinia to get quickly
into the shade, but as she moved away from Jane it also
gave Jane a delicious view of Davinia's wiggling butt.
Her hurried 'tippy-toe' efforts made her bottom wiggle
even more than usual and Jane grinned thoughtfully as she
watched Davinia's erotic gait.
'She looks just like a bimbo,' she thought to
herself.
She resolved to get Davinia some little shoes for
future excursions. Her paws were every bit as sensitive
as a baby's and the hot slabs were hurting her feet.
Soon Jane spotted her friends who had met and gathered
around Beverly and Vicky whilst they were guarding the
luggage. Jane waved to them and they rushed towards
her to exchange happy greetings. Gleefully they each
hugged Jane then looked in amazement at the new David.
Beverly and Vicky had warned them but the girls all found
it hard to stifle a smile as they watched the 'canine
bimbo' gazing up at them in embarrassment.
Davinia's male persona found it difficult being 'butt
naked' amongst such a huge crowd. She wanted to chisel
backwards to the wall and hide her butt from public gaze.
The leash prevented her from backing away and she found
herself studying the other dogs as they walked obediently
towards the group. She had time to study them from a
'human dog's' perspective and she was not comforted by
what she saw.
They were all Alsatians and covered with thick hairs
around their butts. This ensured their modesty for of
them were as bare and exposed as Davinia. Davinia
immediately felt a pang of jealousy.
'It just wasn't fair that she was forced to waddle
provocatively in a dwarf's body with a bare cunt whilst
they were covered modestly in thick tawny fur.
Furthermore, their thick Alsatian tails could be kept low
to cover their butts for modesty and their long powerful
legs let them run free to fly like the wind and, if
necessary, escape from attack.
For the moment though there were other issues. As
Jane walked over to check the luggage, Davinia had to
waddle past the gauntlet of the Alsatians and she began
to feel particularly vulnerable. As she passed Staz,
he looked down condescendingly and 'grinned'
appreciatively. Billy, being a 'natural dog' was
much more forthright and eagerly sniffed Davinia's
exposed genitals. Davinia tied to lower her tail but
it was useless. The disobedient rudder stood stiff and
proud as a wind-sail and simply refused to protect her
doggy modesty. She tried crossing her short stumpy
legs but that was a complete none farce and her butt
collapsed with an embarrassing 'plop' as she lost her
balance. Then she tried to snap at Billy but her teeth
simply collapsed impotently as she gripped his massive
foreleg with her long narrow jaws. Billy just wagged
his tail and assumed that the 'gummy suck' was an
invitation. Eventually, Davinia backed her butt
tight against Jane's luggage and looked up to Mistress
Jane as she pleaded for protection with her big round
eyes. All the girls watched the pantomime for a few
seconds then Beverly softly ordered Billy to desist.
He rejoined the line of dogs immediately and sat
obediently as they stowed the luggage. Finally,
everybody piled into the 'people-carrier' and they drove
home.
For once, Davinia was given a special privilege and
allowed to sit between Jane and Sally on the second
seats. She noted that Staz always sat with Vicky and
she was glad her human sensibilities were being
recognised. The other 'proper dogs' sat in the back
behind the grill.
Davinia looked around gratefully and tried to
'smile' her thanks to Jane for extending her the same
privileges as Staz.
'At least they recognised that she was really a
human in a dog's body.'
As she settled thankfully between her new
mistresses, she licked Sally's hand ingratiatingly to
demonstrate her obedience and affection. Sally smiled
and gently cuddled the bitch as she invited her onto her
lap. Davinia looked questioningly up at Jane who smiled
her consent and the bitch gently wormed her way onto
Sally's soft inviting thighs.
"Oooh! She's heavy isn't she?" Grinned Sally as she
stroked the bitch's long silky coat.
"She needs to go on diet," replied Vicky. "They
indulged her in Africa as she was growing up, so I'm
afraid she will always have a propensity towards
plumpness. The fat cells get laid down in puppy-hood
and stay there for life. Just feel her coat, there are
layers of adipose tissue under her skin just like an
overweight teenaged girl."
Sally found herself kneading Davinia's soft body
with her fingers and nodded agreement.
"Yes. She's quite a little butterball."
"Well she won't be able to eat so much now,"
observed Beverly. "Those rubber teeth will prevent
her from eating anything but the mushy food we give her.
She'll never be able to steal a bone or anything like
that."
Sally pushed her finger into Davinia's mouth and
flicked the stiff rubbery teeth. Davinia tried to
resist but it was hopeless. All she managed to do was
give Sally's inquisitive fingers a gummy suck.
As Sally continued testing Davinia's mouth she
exchanged knowing smiles with Jane. Davinia's long
soft jaws would give Jane's tranny penis an excellent
blowjob. She was a perfect pet with the right equipment
at both ends.
Davinia looked up and trembled as she caught the
traces of Sally's smile. As a one time male rapist
Davinia knew exactly what her destiny was to be. She
tried to whine softly but the collar sent a small shock
through her neck and she twitched helplessly. Vicky
felt the dog's rear legs jerk spasmodically and realised
it was time to switch off the obedience collar.
Davinia watched with relief as she saw Jane's fingers
tickle the zapper. The collar gave a high-pitched tiny
bleep inaudible to human ears but Davinia knew she was
free of the threat for the time being. She whined
softly and wagged her tail to display her gratitude.
As Davinia relaxed, Sally stroked her long silky
soft body and found her fingers straying to Davinia's
tail. After playing with the stiff, erect appendage
her fingers inevitable zeroed in on Davinia's vulnerable
butt. A few soft strokes of Davinia's hypersensitive
bitch-pussy, soon had the poor bitch squirming softly as
she tried to hide her arousal. Her efforts failed
completely and the dogs in the rear became restless, as
they smelt Davinia's condition. Staz also twitched his
nose and turned around to speak.
"My gosh! She certainly gives off a powerful
scent! She must be bursting for it! You're going to
have to watch out for her when we're running in the
park."
Davinia gave a nervous lustful whimper as Sally
brought her powerful bitch urges to fever pitch. There
was simply no way she could resist the slightest
titillation of her nether regions. Within seconds, her
butt was humping eagerly against Sally's fingers.
Before she reached a climax however, the people
carrier arrived at Jane's restaurant and everybody
carried the luggage inside. Sally and Beverly had to
lift the frustrated Davinia down out of the people
carrier and Sally 'copped a final feel' of Davinia's sex.
Davinia let out an excited yelp and Jane whipped around
to see Sally swiftly withdrawing her fingers.
"Patience darling," she scolded softly, "we've got
all day and tonight."
They set Davinia down on the caf‚ floor and she made
a beeline for the yard.
"Where are you going darling?" Asked Sally.
Davinia looked over her shoulder and tried to cock
her leg to demonstrate her needs. Sally giggled and
called her back.
"Well firstly darling, you're a bitch so it will do
you no good at all to cock your leg. Come here' I'll
show you your new toilet."
Davinia followed Sally into a special little
bathroom and discovered the new doggy toilet. It was a
cleverly modified old-fashioned French toilet set low in
the floor but with the proper 'U-bend' and flushing
arrangements for hygiene. Additionally it had a
dinky little toilet seat where Davinia could rest her
butt as she squatted low. When she saw it, she barked
her evident satisfaction and immediately settled to
relieve herself. Jane then explained how to press the
flush stud with her paw. Davina examined the button
in the floor and realised she could easily operate it
even while squatting down on the toilet. When she
finally finished, (and it seemed to take an inordinately
long time,) she watched the soil flush away then wagged
her tail with evident satisfaction.
Jane smiled and added.
"There's another one upstairs, so there's no excuses
for making a mess. If you foul the floor, you will be
severely punished!
Davinia barked twice to show that she understood
then whined ingratiatingly as Sally showed her the 'doggy
butt-washer' recessed into the wall of the little
bathroom.
"To use this, you simply back into the recess and
your bottom gets washed with a spray jet. Don't use
it for self abuse. OK? Now, this other little recess
is a blow dryer to dry your butt. We expect you to
maintain rigid standards of hygiene or you will be out on
the street."
Davina immediately tested the jet shower and found
it truly erotic. The powerful spray sent ripples of
lust surging through her sensitive bitch cunny.
Reluctantly she reduced the valve and the spray decreased
to a gentle splash. The pleasuring of her butt stopped
as the water pressure reduced but then a soft rotating
sponge wheel gently 'wiped' her butt as the water
sprinkled all over her rear end. Davinia felt another
surge of lust roll like thunder through her loins as the
sponge whisked and splashed against her sensitive
genitalia. She realised she was going to find it
damned difficult to resist abusing the butt scrubber and
she knew she would be sorely tempted to always set the
spray to full power. Furthermore, the blow dryer was
also adjustable so that she could have a general draught
of warm air to dry her whole rear end or she could alter
it to a powerful concentrated jet of air at variable
temperatures to increase or assuage her lust as desired.
As she switched off the blower she suddenly felt a fine
mist of scent envelope her and she emerged smelling for
the entire world, like a lady. She did not know it
but the scent was an expensive classy perfume laced with
some powerful pheromones.
Sally then led Davinia to another device and
demonstrated its function.
"See my darling Dumdums. It's like a miniature
car wash. There are a series of rotating brushes that
will comb and brush your beautiful coat after you've
scrubbed up. There will be no excuse for looking
scruffy. Just try it, go on."
Davinia peered into the tunnel of brushes and whined
nervously until Sally knelt low and inserted her crown of
long flowing hair. The brushes gently stroked each
strand and within seconds Sally's already glossy hair
emerged shining with an enhanced lustre.
"There. It won't hurt at all. Try it."
Cautiously, Davinia waddled into the tunnel of
brushes and immediately felt each rotating brush gently
plucking at her coat and sweeping the hair along her body
from nose to tail. The sensation was positively erotic
and then for good measure, some extra soft brushes
emerged from the floor of the tunnel and gently whisked
at her tummy hairs. Naturally of course, they also
titillated her supersensitive nipples and Davinia felt
another surge of irresistible lust rippling from her
underside to her loins. She squirmed and whined
lasciviously and became reluctant to leave the fabulous
device. Jane grinned knowingly and warned her.
"If you spend too long in there. There is a trip
switch that will activate your collar."
Reluctantly, Davinia emerged with her coat shining
and her turgid nipples protruding lewdly from the soft,
short, underbelly hairs. The nipples were so swollen
that they almost touched floor. Davinia twitched with
surprise as she felt her swollen nipples graze the thick
pile of the carpet and she had to stop moving for a few
moments until the excited buds shrank sufficiently to
clear the floor
"You'll definitely have to go on a diet," giggled
Sally as she pushed her flat hand under Davinia's plump
little tummy and checked that each excited swollen nipple
had returned to its normal condition.
Jane sighed as she explained to Davinia.
"You're nipples are a bit unusual in that they grow
inordinately large when they become aroused. But
you'll have already realised that now. So I'll repeat
my cautions. Just don't abuse any of your hygiene
equipment, OK."
Davinia looked dolefully up at Jane and Barked to
answer 'yes' and demonstrate her comprehension.
Sally gave Davinia one last affectionate hug and
rose to chat to Jane. She saw Jane's bleary eye's
flicker and nodded knowingly.
"You're shattered aren't you?"
Jane gave a long weary sigh. She stumbled
sleepily into the drawing room and slumped on the settee.
She was suffering from Jet Lag so the rest of the girls
and dogs bid Sally, Davinia and Jane a fond cheerio.
They promised to return the next day, which was a
Saturday.
Once they were alone, Sally helped the exhausted
Jane upstairs to undress then the two girls showered
whilst Davinia explored her new home. Downstairs
there was only a small living room and Kitchen behind the
caf‚ but Davinia knew that the whole of the upstairs was
a self contained and spacious apartment. She
quickly realised that if she behaved herself and remained
obedient, she would be pampered in the lap of luxury.
After inspecting the downstairs quarters Davinia
realised she would not be able to climb the stairs
because her legs were too short. She experimented by
trying to launch her forepaws up onto the first stair but
it was hopeless. Her legs were hopelessly short and
she ended up hurting her jaw as it crashed onto the stair
going. She tried flailing her forepaws to gain a purchase
on the step but with no carpet and a modern 'open tread'
design Davina realised it would be dangerous to try
again. She flopped backwards and sat defeated as she
waited at the bottom of the stairs. She did not have
to wait long and she wagged her tail ingratiatingly as
Sally appeared on the landing and swayed evocatively down
the stairs. Davinia would have loved to run bounding up
the stairs barking joyously as she had seen the other
dogs do but instead, she simply had to squirm and wriggle
impatiently until Sally reached the last step.
Sally smiled as she watched Davinia's helpless
antics. Later on she would explain to Davinia how to
overcome the barrier that was the stairs.
"I've put Jane to bed Dumdums. She was exhausted
and went out like a light the moment her head hit the
pillow. It's the jet lag. Now dear little Dumdums,
you've only got me for company."
Davinia waddled forward and submissively licked
Sally's toes as they peeped out of her heeled slippers.
Her sloppy tongue tickled Sally's feet and she giggled as
she invited her to the settee. With a hefty push, she
levered Davinia up onto the settee and invited her to sit
beside her and chat.
"So young lady. How does it feel to be a girl,
eh? It's very different from being a boy you know.
No more raping for you anymore. You'll be the one
who gets raped. I can promise you it's no fun being
a little girl. You'll be the constant object of male
attentions. You'll be safe in this house but if you
go out unaccompanied, every dog in the district will be
baying for a piece of that beautiful little arse of
yours. And never forget that if you're naughty,
Jane won't stand for any nonsense. You will get
turfed out onto the street where you'll be the sweetest
morsel in doggydom! Oh and of course, you know that
your life span is the same as a human's, that is three
score years and ten!"
Davinia had not known this but now she felt a shock
thud through her system. She desperately wanted some
answers but all form of inquisition was denied to her
while she could not speak to ask questions.
She knew that as David, she had been nineteen when
she had collided with the lorry so by her uncertain
reckoning, she had another fifty odd years stuck as a
dog. The thought of fifty years as a streetwalking
working bitch left her terrified and she resolved always
to be a good little doggy.
Davinia whimpered her contrition and buried her nose
submissively between Sally knees. She lay obediently
between Sally's calves and gazed dolefully into Sally's
soft smiling face with her big, blue, sorrowful, doggy
eyes.
Sally leant forward to stroke her head and Davinia
watched her knees rise up and part slightly as her
nightie rode up her thighs. From her low angle Davinia
saw the tantalising flash of Sally's frilly matching
panties and immediately her bitch cunt became warm as her
human male sensibilities became roused.
'Damn.' Fretted Davinia. 'It seemed every time
she smelt or got a glimpse of panty or pussy, she became
horny. It was hopeless trying to resist it.'
Cautiously Davinia edged forward and sniffed
hopefully between Sally's thighs. Sally smiled
knowingly and parted her legs invitingly. Davinia
nervously edged further forward but her stubby legs
slipped between the cushions and her belly 'grounded'
before her nose could zero in on the delightful target.
With Davinia trapped between her thighs and her stubby
legs paddling uselessly between the satiny cushions,
Sally had the Basset hound bitch helpless. She slid
forward along the settee until Davinia's nose finally
made contact with her panties. Davinia whined eagerly
and Sally humped salaciously until her trigger button.
Was thrust against Davinia's cold damp nose. Davinia
was now in heaven as she savoured the beautiful scent.
She pressed her nose harder against Sally's bud and Sally
let out a low croak of lust. Recognising the 'go
ahead' signal, Davinia's nose burrowed deeper into
Sally's sex and her stiff upright tail wagged furiously
as the 'banner hairs' whipped to and fro.
"Well, well," gasped Sally as she squirmed urgently.
"Are you getting horny again young lady? All you
did was peep up my skirt. You're a proper little
peeping tom aren't you?"
Davinia squirmed her butt eagerly and Sally's
knowing fingers quickly detected Davinia's damp receptive
condition.
"Just wait young lady," gasped Sally. "I'll go
and get something sorted."
Despite her frustration, Davinia could do little to
prevent Sally getting up. Instead she had to lie
obediently on the settee for nearly half an hour before
Sally returned.
When she heard Sally returning she turned towards
the sharp, echoing sound of clicking heels. Then her
doggy jaw sagged with surprise and a hot surge of lust
pulsed through her loins.
Sally stood in the doorway all kitted out as 'Cat-
woman' in a tight, leather, corseted outfit that lewdly
displayed her naked nipples and sported a 'doggy dildo
with an expandable 'doggy knot'. Davinia's human male
persona could not resist the cat-woman image in front of
her but the incongruous dildo sticking out lewdly from
Sally's cunt gave Davinia a bit of a fright.
As Sally had already indicated, Davinia was now the
one who was always going to be raped. Her bitch organs
began to churn with confused fear, pleasure and
anticipation as she eyed the doggy dildo. She whined
eagerly as Sally approached and she lifted her head
eagerly as Sally stood gazing down at Davinia, still
trapped on the settee. Then Sally knelt down on the
floor beside her so that they were face to face. After
a brief affectionate kiss, Sally gently stroked Davinia's
long silky coat as she copped another feel of Davinia's
urgent sex.
"We'll have to get you upstairs into the spare
bedroom darling. It looks as though you're cooking."
Davinia barked throatily as the lust rampaged
through her body. She wagged her butt and humped
Sally's expert fingers desperately as she howled for
satisfaction.
"Shhh, quiet darling. Jane is trying to sleep."
Still on her knees in front of Davinia, Sally bent
down to whisper in Davinia's long silky ears.
"Come with me, I've something to show you."
Davinia tried to rear up to lick Jane's face but
again her stumpy legs betrayed her and she stumbled nose
first into Sally's leather-clad cleavage. Sally gave a
little gasp of delight as the cold wet tip of Davinia's
nose plunged into her cleavage. Davinia lay nervously
still with her nose trapped in Sally's abundant cleavage
as she waited for some sort of admonishment. Instead,
Sally bent a little lower and rested her breasts onto the
cushions of the settee to ease the Davinia out of her
impasse. Then she kissed Davinia's lips and stood up.
After easing the clumsy bitch off the settee, Sally
led Davinia to a secret little door hidden under an
antique Welsh dresser in the hall.
Davinia studied it nervously and hesitated so Jane
opened it and explained.
"Look. It's your own private back stairs.
With those tiny little legs, you'll never be able to
climb the proper stairs so we had this special stairway
made for you. If you go inside, you'll notice that
it's really a shallow spiralling tunnel with a ramp and
foot treads every few inches. You'll easily be able
to manage it and you'll come out at the top of the
landing. Look, there's even an electric light switch
set at the bottom of the wall, so you can reach to
operate it.
Now you can see that the main stairs spirals around
your private stairs and there are access panels at every
few feet. That's for cleaning or rescuing you if you
ever get stuck or refuse to come out. Although if you
think you can hide in there, the obedience collar will
soon correct that misconception.
Alternatively, when we are around, there's also that
'chair-lift' to carry you up the proper stairs. You
will understand why we use that later on. Now, go
on, use the spiral stairs and I'll meet you at the top."
Davinia cautiously reached for the light switch with
her paw and wobbled uncertainly. On three legs she
became unstable immediately such was the weight
disposition of her plump rounded body. In future she
resolved to use her nose. She sagged against the
skirting board and recovered her balance then; as the
light slowly brightened she bravely stepped onto the
sloping spiral and padded cautiously up the doggy sized
spiralling tunnel.
The ascent was easy and in no time, she was nosing
the latch on the landing door. It swung open to reveal
Sally waiting barefooted on the landing. She used the
ordinary stairs and removed her heels to avoid waking
Jane.
"There. That's a good girl," she whispered.
"Now follow me to the spare bedroom."
Davinia's soft paws padded silently behind Jane's
swaying, curvaceous leather-clad bottom and she savoured
the delicious view. Already, her male persona was
getting excited and sending incongruous 'humping' signals
to her bitch cunt. They entered a large room with an
immense bed that seemed to Davinia to stretch away like
the Canadian prairies. At the end of it, Davinia
spotted another ramp that was obviously meant for her.
As Sally stretched luxuriously across the bed, she
motioned to Davina to climb the ramp at the foot of the
bed.
"Come on pet. This is our playroom. Look, it's
got sound-proofing so we won't disturb Jane."
So saying she closed the heavy door with a dull
click and Davinia realised she was now alone in the room
with Sally.
Davinia needed no further prompting and eagerly
waddled up the ramp onto the huge expanse of satiny
luxury. Sally rolled towards her and gently threw one
long curvy leg over Davinia's back as she unlaced the
front of her cat suit. As her beautiful peachy
breasts pushed free, Sally bent her knee and drew Davinia
into her damp musky crotch. Davinia could smell
the powerful scents and juices escaping from around
Sally's double-headed dildo and her loins ached to fuck
the beautiful gift that Sally was thrusting against her
doggy nose.
Of course, Davinia's urges were all 'human male
orientated' but her needs were entirely bitch. She was
one very confused bitch. Cautiously she licked
the dildo and pressed her knowing tongue against the
little clitty tickler. This in turn pressed against
Sally's clitty.
"Oohh. That's lovely darling," croaked Sally in a
lusty dreamy murmur, "Just keep doing that for a while.
That tongue of yours is just so-oh delicious."
Davinia continued obediently and soon Sally's juices
were sending Davinia crazy with desire. She urgently
needed her own bitch cunt filling and she greedily gummed
the inflatable knot near the dildo's base. Her
efforts wiggled the other end of the double-headed dildo
inside Sally's cunt and she squealed with delight.
"Ooo-ow-oh. That's bee-uutiful! Goo-ood doggy!
Keep doing that for a while!"
Sally's eyes closed as she ascended into nirvana and
Davinia spotted her chance. Quickly she reversed her
position and impaled her tormented bitch cunt onto the
other end of the dildo. The dildo slid easily deep
into her soaking sex and she felt the dog-knot section
slide easily passed her sphincter. Then her own clit
came up against Sally's cunt lips and she felt frustrated
tingles of lust radiating from her bitch-cunt. Now
she started humping in earnest and her frenzied gyrations
sent mutual paroxysms of delight through Sally's core.
For a moment, Sally's eyes flashed open and she realised
the situation.
She reached for a zapper under the pillow and
activated the dildo's 'dog-knot' that was now embedded
deep inside Davinia's cunt sphincter. The doggy knot
steadily expanded and Davinia soon found herself tied
securely to Sally's cunt. She whined with delight.
Knowingly, she rotated her butt until she was 'face-
to-face, missionary style, with Sally. Her clitty was
now embedded against the dildo's mutual clitty tickler
and her stumpy little legs were spread wide around
Sally's soft rounded tummy. Realising what Davinia was
trying to do, Sally arched her back until she finally
managed to trap the tickler tight between her own stiff
clitty and Davinia's swollen, urgent little bud.
Sally let out a demented groan and pressed her knees
together to force Davinia's pussy and clitty tight
against her own. Davinia paddled eagerly with her soft
delicate paws until she lay spread eagled on top of
Sally. The sense of being on top was paradise for
Davinia. Her clitty bud was being titillated like a
miniature penis while her pussy was being ravished and
fulfilled by the deep penetration of the dildo.
Davinia was enjoying it both ways. She squirmed
delightedly as she rubbed her bitch tits up and down on
Sally's smooth leather clad tummy. Sally became
demented with pleasure and squeezed her thighs even
harder to drive Davinia and the dildo's clit tickler
harder against her bud. With the last 'shove' of
sally's thighs, Davinia slid forward until her front pair
of tits rubbed delightfully against Sally's turgid
nipples. This mutual doubling of their pleasures
tipped them both over the edge and soon they were sharing
a feverish mutual orgasm.
It was Davinia's very first, full-blown unrestricted
orgasm and she let out a howl of delight that perfectly
harmonised with Sally's wail of lust.
They each felt the other's heart thundering with
lustful release as the waves of pleasure swirled around
their bodies. Davinia had never felt the beautiful,
full-bodied, enduring climax of a female orgasm before
and she became light-headed with desire as she collapsed
upon Sally's soft ripe curves. Sally for her part
simply slumped into a semi-comatose stupor as she spread
her arms and lay dreamily savouring her fulfilment.
Some hours later, Jane found them still asleep and
firmly tied together when she came looking for them in
the early evening.
As she quietly opened the 'playroom' door she found
them still locked together and asleep in each other's
'arms'. With an impish smile she gently slid her hand
under the pillow and set the dildo to minimum as she
activated it. The slow soft vibrations slowly brought
both lovers back to the land of the lustful living. As
they stirred they started to wriggle and Jane spoke
softly.
"Come on you pair of rabbits. There's work to do
and the caf‚'s not even open yet."
Sally's jaw fell slack with depraved lust. Her
eyes blinked sleepily whilst her butt humped in the
semiconscious throws of an approaching orgasm.
Davinia was also waking up to the same delightful process
and she let out a low whine that rumbled into a throaty
whimper of lust. Jane grinned and sat on the bed to
watch the unusual process of two sleeping lovers being
woken up by the approach of a mutual orgasm.
She found herself reaching down her own knickers to
squeeze her hardening manhood imprisoned in it's own
silky cocoon. Despite her utterly feminine
appearance, the transvestite Jane still enjoyed the
powerful libido of a male and within minutes she was
savouring the approach of a powerful orgasm. Sally's
hand strayed knowingly to Jane's nightie and she
whimpered softly.
"It's a pity to waste such a beautiful erection
darling, that's what Davinia's for."
Jane needed no more prompting, she swapped ends so
that she lay 'sixty nine' with Sally whilst Davinia was
'sandwiched' between them Davinia needed little
prompting and soon her long gummy jaws engulfed Jane's
rampant cock.
Davinia was confused. She thought she would have
been revolted by the idea of a man's cock in her mouth
but somehow, her bitch lust overwhelmed any reservations
she might have had and she found the activity delightful.
The powerful musky scent of Jane's cock scent immediately
entered Davinia's sensitive doggy nose and her libido was
instantly heightened. Davinia's soft rubberised teeth
sent paroxysms of delight through Jane's loins as she
chewed and sucked eagerly on the tasty delight. Jane
came only moments before Sally and Davinia.
After such a splendid session of 'm‚nage a trios',
the hardest part was getting up to open the caf‚.
Several customers were found sitting patiently at the
pavement tables as Jane finally emerged to open the
doors.
Fortunately, Sally's dildo could be controlled
artificially so Sally could deflate it and remove it from
her cunt without complications. As the waiting
diners entered the caf‚, Sally emerged all smiles to wait
upon the tables.
Of poor old Davinia however, there was no sign.
Sally had left the other knot still expanded and Davinia
could not yet eject it until her sphincter had relaxed
normally. As she waddled to her own little
bathroom to await the urge to pee she had to lie quietly
on her side with the dildo sticking out of her nether
regions. The sheer size of the protruding dildo
prevented any hope of 'sitting' like a normal dog.
She was too embarrassed to appear in the caf‚ with other
end of the double-headed dildo still protruding lewdly
from her cunt. After a few minutes however, she still
hadn't peed, so she waddled sensitively to the kitchen
whilst dragging the dildo behind her. Then she
activated her personal faucet and drank deep of her
private water fountain to encourage her urine to flow.
Eventually, she felt the need to pee and visited her
private toilet. After relieving herself, she felt
her sphincter relax and she was finally able to drag the
offending gadget out of her cunny. Unable to bend
around and grip it in her gummy jaws, she solved the
problem by trapping the dildo in the doorjamb and walking
away from it. Her problems were not over however.
Her cunny closed with a strange, sensitive 'plop' and she
immediately felt the need for something to 'plug' her
overactive sphincter. Nervously, she waddled into the
caf‚ and tried to whine her requirements to Sally.
Her efforts only served to confuse Sally and Davinia
was left to settle down beside the pavement tables whilst
her unplugged cunt advertised her frustration to every
dog in the neighbourhood.
The ensuing commotion finally alerted Jane to the
problem and she giggled to Sally.
"You daft cow! She needs a cunny plug just like
all you other girls with sphincters. Just look at all
those stupid mutt's queuing up outside the lattice doors
to the pavement section. Go and see to her right away.
She'll get raped if a bloody St Bernard or something
manages to break down that flimsy door!"
Sally stifled a little giggle as she invited Davinia
into the back room and finally inserted her cunny plug.
Davinia sagged with relief as her sphincter finally had
something substantial to grip. Unlike the human
girls, however, Davinia's special cunny plug was inserted
right inside her pussy lips so that it was invisible to
an outsider. It also meant, that Davinia could never
remove it herself. Davinia however did not care.
With her lust abated, she was no longer singing a siren
call to the other dogs. She could now return to her
favourite spot in the pavement section and peer out
towards the park. In future, she would usually be
found there and she became a veritable fixture. Safe
from marauding dogs but free to look out and savour any
friendly attentions of well meaning diners.