Chapter 6

Patricia and Sampson returned from her visit to her Uncle Vito at the prison fully tired from the journey and the activities she had engaged in caused her to sleep most of the way back in the special bus.

Mrs. Anderson was nice enough to hold her hand and squeeze her boob every now and then to show her appreciation for Patricia’s willing gift of pussy to ease Mr. Anderson’s terrible stress of incarceration without female companionship for a long period of time.

Sampson watched carefully knowing Patricia was in good hands and he sniffed Mrs. Anderson’s ass thinking she was advanced in years but still had the aroma of a woman in her prime. It stirred his junk thinking about mounting the mature woman and showing her how loving a pet can really be when the lights go down low.

That first night back home, Sampson waited until Patricia was sound asleep. Then he crawled up the bed to place his nose right next to her pretty pussy. He started to lick her clean of her sins at the prison with her Uncle. The strange scent was from a new man that must be Mr. Anderson because his juice had the scent of the older woman’s snatch in it. The mixture was so arousing to the wise dog that he wanted to mount his mistress without delay. He felt a need to deliver his load to her flanks in the way that all male dogs treated their bitches when they were in heat. When Patricia stirred in her sleep and turned over, he took advantage of the opening to push his long wet tongue into her sweetly scented crack and lick her sensitive pucker. He knew she loved it when she was awake and he could hear her purring under her breath with the intense nature of anal desire. He loved human females for their addiction to being humped from behind in that tightest of holes and his Patricia was one of his favorite all-time ass-fucks either human or canine.

He would often push the light on at night so he could see her naked body in close up detail. She never guessed his fetish of watching her sleep in the nude on top of the sheets but he needed the light to fully appreciate her lush flesh and shiny white skin waiting to be sniffed or licked with his loving tongue. When it was time to get up in the morning that was how he would wake her up and he knew she loved it from the way she pushed her hips up offering him her lush butt to lick with his skillful tongue. She would grab his collar and let him guide her into the bathroom and knew he was watching closely as she did her toilet routine but he did not bother her leaving her to her own devices without interference.

Sampson would only mount her in the evening when she was ready for bed.

At such times, he knew immediately what she wanted from the way she would drop down on all fours like a well-trained bitch and look over her shoulder with her empty eyes waiting for his weight on her back to let her know she was receiving his full attention and his driving intensity up deep where she wanted it most of all.

A knock on the door brought both Sampson and Patricia to the door at the same time.

“It’s the maintenance man, Miss you had a work order for your bathroom sink leaking.”

Patricia remembered her report of the leak and it sounded like it was exactly what she had asked for so she decided to open the door knowing she had Sampson at her side if the guy was looking for trouble or anything else equally silly.

Sampson looked the dark-skinned man over carefully. He was carrying a tool box and he had on a shirt that had his name tag and the logo of the apartment complex. He didn’t bark or jump up or anything else of that nature but he was on guard just in case the male human was up to some trick to hurt his Mistress. He knew she had been raped once earlier last year when she went down to the basement to get rid of some garbage. It was before she had any guide dog to look out for her welfare and when the front entrance didn’t have the buzzer lock system they installed after her unfortunate incident.

The incident was fresh in her memory even fourteen months after she had been take advantage of by the transient man with a dick in need of some immediate relaxation after a long period of incarceration in the county work farm.

Patricia was wearing her bathrobe and had unfortunately neglected to wear any undies and was bottomless underneath. It only took the man a split second to whip up her bathrobe in the rear and expose her gleaming white buttocks to full view.

After that, of course, the man had no impediment to his swift entry and Patricia was speared good and hard in a way that she remembered for a long time afterward.

It was unclear if the man even knew Patricia was unsighted because he made certain she didn’t get a good look at his face. She managed to keep her balance by hanging onto the steel railing on the hallway wall and refrained from either yelling or begging for mercy because the man threatened her with grievous bodily harm if she made any noise. Strangely, she found the sound of the harsh copulation to be joyously stimulating. She attributed this unusual result to the fact she was unsighted and the strange dick inside her was not entirely unwelcome providing no violence was attached to the intrusive poking of her feminine secrets.

When pressed for a description, she divulged that the man was youngish from his muscular strength, he had recently eaten a dish with a lot of garlic on it, probably, it was Italian food if she was any judge, and that his dick was hooked to the left exciting her no end with its angular probing of that side of her vagina. The police sergeant was astonished at her ability to see that much without the use of her eyes. Unfortunately, she could not identify his race but she opined he was probably black from his accent and slang that pointed in that direction.