Kennel Club
Copyright© 2025 by Kim
Chapter 2
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2 - A wealthy lesbian, places an unusual advert in a glossy feminist magazine. It trades under the name of The Kennel Club; which offers readers 'a sizzling sexual encounter with a professionally trained dog' !! The ad's appearance raised many a lesbian's pulse-rate; including Madam who secretly longs to corrupt her latest young lesbian au pair girl; and this service would fit the bill very nicely!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Coercion Rape Were animal FemaleDom Humiliation
That summer, Madam’s brother had come to live with us and what ‘Uncle Gerald’ meant to her I knew not at the time?
But he spoke to me like an adult which made me feel good. I suppose I fancied him a bit, so I wore my first training bra and changed my hair to a flaxen pony-tail to impress him I suppose.
It was a Sunday morning, which meant Madam was at church, in the small chapel. She had a guilt complex I guess; offering not so much a prayer rather than her ritual declaration of past sins:-
“O Lord forgive my sins, for It’s in a Madams nature to be concerned for her novice. Even if that Madam has not been chaste herself in the past. I strayed from the respectability of my upbringing when I first seduced my brother Gerald.
It;s now a blasphemous ongoing sex Lord, which has led us deeper into further obscenities induced by the Devil himself. It was my fall from grace. Forgive me heavenly father. Amen.”
Then, having thus completed her purge, Madam sets off for the refreshing walk home.
While Madam was at church, I’d asked Gerald about his photographic stuff that he was busy with in the study. Gerald began explaining about artistic portraits and how he loved taking them.
“Take yourself now for instance Lesley; your an ordinary looking girl; but you could be made to look quiet special in a portrait.”
“A portrait of me look special! Your kidding me Uncle Gerald.” I said.
“Sure, your green eyes have a photogenic quality that would stand out in a portrait and your dinky breast could be made to appear more prominent”.
Although embarrassed I was curious, “More prominent, how?”
“Well, if you’d like me to take a trial shot, I’ll show you.” he smiled.
I agreed and he began arranging his tripod and camera. Then he turned his attention to me.
He arranged me on his chair and then stood behind me?
Then after slowly unbuttoning my blouse, he fondled one if my tits; explaining that a little physical stimulation would bring an all important bloom to the skin!
I was totality dazed by his nerve, yet felt it silly to complain?
He continued explaining that although my breasts were small they would hang in a nicely pointed curve once he’d got the nipples to swell.
He then worked on the other one and felt myself juicing-up below. Falling into a stupor my head lolled, to discover his penis resting on my neck? Not wishing to nervous, I kept calm and moved my head aside.
“Now Lesley, how do they feel?” he whispered in my ear.
Bewildered I said “ It’s rather making them tingle some Gerald”
“Yes well; their ready too be photographed now my dear.” He moved back to his camera, explaining how the light and shade falling on my breast would create an artistic symphony of contrasts; and this, he wanted to capture with his camera. Then gazing at me he suddenly he took the shot. “Beautiful” he croaked.
It had all been rather fun; until Madam unexpectedly appeared.
She’d stopped in her tracks to survey my nubile semi-clad form. Then with steely cold eyes she’d said softly,
“I had hoped that having an attentive well-hung dog would be enough to keep you satisfied Lesley! But if I find you getting fresh with Gerald again, I’ll see to it that you return to the orphanage where you came from!”
She’d paused looking disparagingly at Gerald, then to me again adding, “Button-up your blouse and leave, while I talk with your Uncle Gerald.”
Madam had made it obvious I had been guilty of enticing her man. I felt so utterly foolish. In a tearful mist of humiliation and confusion, I’d made my retreat to the garden where the sound of a song-thrush filled the air and Buddy’s wet mussel came into my hand.
I looked into his comforting eyes. I needed his warm body against mine. Together then, we’d slipped off to our secret hide-away.
In the darkness of our little den I had buried my hands and head deep in the comforting warmth of his loins. finding his juicy cock,
I suckled from him. I juiced up and parting my thighs Buddy began snouting my snatch and when the nibbling reached my clitoris, I jammed his snout firmly into me as I climaxed! When all the hurt and humiliation had melted away, I let go of Buddy’s head and relaxed my thighs.
The following week-end came with summers first really hot sunshine and the scent of freshly blooming roses filled the still air. The vivid blue sky were sparsely streaked in high stratus cloud.
Both Madam and I are sunbathing in our new bikini’s on the grass beside the little pool. Music filters around us from the small radio.
Gerald had set up the cocktail trolley, and Madam invites me to share a cocktail with her; “Gerald darling, mix us both a stiff Martini!”
The cocktail tasted good and its heady effect gave me a pleasant feeling that was relaxing. Madam was chatting with me like a friend and we giggled together over Gerald’s antics to persuade us to pose for his photos.