s8e3: Mithali Sikdar (21), from Darlington

We’re sitting at a crossroads in an old residential area. A shop on each corner – we’re looking at the first, a small convenient store – blue and white signage above the door reads “SAMMY’S STORE”.

Then we pan around to the other side of the street, a mobile phone store, with similar signage, this time reading, “SAMMY’S MOBILES”.

Then across another road to look at the third corner, another store with similar signage, this time a fast-food outlet, named “SAMMY’S CHIPPY”

And then to across the road to the fourth corner – this time we can barely see the store, because we’re looking at a beautiful woman – our former webcam slut, Kimberly - her low-cut dress and great cleavage grabbing our attention; those bright red lips and her smoldering smile holding it. Beside her, a big wide Rottie, standing at attention, big mouth slightly open in anticipation of what’s to come.

She introduces the show in her famous Bradford accent, “Hello, and welcome to Darlington, in the north-east of England ... I’m Kimberly Milner, and this is my boy Tank ... And we’re here to meet a young lady who’s been given everything a girl could ever need, but wants some more ... She wants to become a citizen of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’...”

We cut to another location – a large bedroom in what appears to be a nice home. It’s a girl’s room, but very neat and tidy, without the usual posters on the way. Sitting demurely on the edge of the bed, looking right back at us, is a very pretty, very classy looking young Indian woman. She’s slim, she’s got great skin and attractive features, and a killer, white-toothed smile. Long black hair hangs half way down her back is slow curling ringlets. She exudes confidence and an absolute belief that she knows what she’s doing, and speaks with virtually no accent at all – she sounds like she could read the news on the BBC...

“Hello ... My name is Mithali Sikdar, I’m 21, and I’m from Darlington, in the north-east of England.” We cut to even closer-up to her face to hear her confession/admission. “I want to have sex with a dog!” And then she raises an eyebrow to the camera, a killer move confirming her absolute confidence, and her knowledge that someone as pretty as her, fucking a dog, will command everyone’s attention.

We cut to another angle, Mithali sitting on sitting on the edge of her bed, very animated – speaking with her hands as much as her mouth as she tells us her story.

“My parents aren’t rich, but they are Darlington rich ... I mean, they piss on everyone around here ... But if they were in a big city, down south, they’d be nothing special ... I don’t mean to be dismissive of them and everything they’ve achieved, because they’ve done very well ... But ... My dad is just obsessed with me taking over his business and growing it. He almost broke himself sending me a good school, and I was literally the only Indian girl there ... He paid for everything when I was at uni ... But it was never about what I want to do, always about what he wants me to do.”

“What did you want to do?” Checks Kimberly.

“Media...” Answers Mithali.

“Ohh, you want my job!” Jokes Kimberly.

“Noooo,” laughs our guest, “I want his job...” She points past the camera to one of our producers.

“I’m sorry, I interrupted you ... You were saying that your father wants you to build the family business...”

Mithali settles back into her story. “Yeah ... Right ... He wants me to take his 3 shops and turn it into 30 shops, then 300 shops ... He has no doubts that I’ll do it ... But to be quite honest, the more I learned at uni, the more I realized that his business can’t be upsized, or franchised, the way he’s dreaming ... We can keep buying other businesses, but nobody is going to want to pay us a franchise fee so they can open up Sammy’s Chippy in Leeds, or Sammy’s Mobiles in Hull ... You know what I mean?”

Kimberly nods. “Yeah ... I get it...” She says, then pushes onward, “But why are we here today?”

Mithali takes a deep breath, for the first time today looking nervous rather than confident. “Well ... I’m tired of doing things that my dad wants me to do ... I feel like I need to do something that will make him listen to me ... And I can’t think of anything I could do that would make him notice me than doing this...”

“And... ?” This time it’s Kimberly who is raising her eyebrow. “ ... Is that really the only reason you want to have sex with a dog on television?”

Mithali blushes, pauses, then answers slowly... “Well ... I need to do something shocking ... And if I’m going to do something shocking – I might as well have fun doing it...”

“And you think sex with a dog will be fun?”

And we’re back to Mithali raising an eyebrow, “Well ... You seemed to have a lot of fun doing it!”

We hold on her over-confident look, then she leans forward and reaches out toward the camera with both hands – clapping them together, at which point –

We cut sharply to a wide shot of her stripped to a matching bra and panty set. Her body slim and dark, her small breasts held close by the bra; panties brief, covering half her bum, and a pretty little bum it is. She’s in the process of removing the bra – reaching behind her back to unhook the strap, then letting it fall away to expose two perfect little half-globe boobs, natural and firm.

Then we turn the camera around to look at Kimberly, still in that figure-hugging dress of hers, crouching down next to Tank, one arm around him, the other rubbing his chest ... Him quite clearly raring to go – trying to stand up, then sitting down again as she pushes down on his rear.

“Calm down, boy ... Calm down ... You can have her in a minute...” She looks up at the delightful young Indian princess. “I don’t know if I’m more jealous that you’re having him, or that he’s having you!” She giggles.

Mithali looks at the dog, barely acknowledging the webcam model’s jealousy, saying – almost to herself – “He’s a lucky boy...” She doesn’t mean to be arrogant, she’s just a confident girl.

We watch Kimberly as she carefully unhooks his chain from his collar and gives him one last pat on the head to send him on his way.

Then we’re back on Mithali as she steps toward the dog, looking down at him with a genuine and confident, white toothed smile.

“Who’s a beautiful boy?” She asks the animal as she drops down to her knees infront of him, and leans in toward his face, still smiling.

Tank begins to lick at her, and she lets him – keeping her face toward him, but with her eyes turned toward the camera, making sure we’re watching. She tries to suppress a smile as his tongue washes over her mouth – then lets her lips part a little so that he can lick her white teeth inside ... Then lets them part further to let him lick inside her mouth. Angling her chin forward and letting him continue intently...

She leans her body back a little as he licks, making sure he’s not ‘kissing’ too deeply. Bringing her hands up to play with her lovely boobs a little – gently cupping them and running her fingertips over her nipples. She continues to check that the camera is on her the whole time. Loving being watched as she sinks into bestiality.

Once she feels like we’ve watched this for long enough, she pulls back away from the dog – and strokes some of her long black hair out of her face, making sure she still looks her best. “I think that’s enough of that ... What do you think?” She says, more to us than to the dog.

He moves to the side and bounces around behind her, briefly attempting to mount her from behind – much to her amusement - but failing because she’s still not in position. She half turns toward him and chastises him, “No ... Bad boy ... I’m not ready!” She pushes him away with one hand, then looks to the camera again as if to say, “The nerve of him!”, with a cheeky smile.

He comes back to her and drops his head down to her crotch, sniffing deeply. She pushes him away again. “No! Not yet...” She seems a little annoyed that the beast isn’t working to her schedule. “We start when I want to start!”

Cut to a little while later, and apparently, she wants to start because she’s now fondling his belly and shaft as he stands infront of her. Unlike this dark princess, the powerful beast isn’t complaining at all.

She’s stroking his belly, running her hand slowly over his sheath, taking just long enough for us to know that she means it – that it’s not just a belly rub. Taking a deep breath as she pays it a little more attention, suppressing a smile, then noting that the camera is on her face and breaking a little – flashing white teeth, altering her position – straightening her back and sticking her firm young chest out ... Then focussing in on the task at hand again and playing with that cock with a little more purpose, but retaining that pose – confident that it makes her look good. And it does!

She looks toward our hostess and flashes her a little smile. “Am I doing this okay?”

Kimberly suggests that our little Indian princess should focus a little more on the dog’s cock, and worry a little less about how she looks whilst she’s doing it. An ‘on-the-nose’ comment that makes Mithali a little self-conscious – like she hadn’t thought anyone would pick up on her vanity.

We cut to a close-up and watch as she pulls his sheath back to expose his semi-erect cock. Carefully revealing more and more of it. Her face out of frame, but her dark skinned body visible in the background. In the foreground, the cock is big and ugly, gorged with hot blood and looking quite disgusting.

We hear Kimberly directing her, “Come on then, Princess...” There’s a friendly tone to her voice – encouraging her guest to perform for us... “Get that pretty mouth wrapped around that thing ... We need to dirty you up a bit...”

Mithali shuffles around a little and her face drops down into frame – far too pretty to be this close to a dog’s cock ... And she knows it. But deep inside, she’s a dirty young Indian slut, and she loves that everyone is watching – hanging on her every move.

She leans under the dog, who is standing tall over her – probably the only being in the room who doesn’t care what she looks like.

Bringing her mouth toward the meat – licking her lips (to make them look shiny and wet, rather than out of any kind of anticipation). Holding it infront of her face, closely inspecting it. Picking a couple of little hairs off the tip and shaft...

“It’s not very pretty, is it?” She comments, with a giggle. “It’s nasty...”

And without any further warning, she leans forward, flipping the cock upwards with one hand, and kisses and licks the underside of the shaft ... Pre-cum dribbles/squirts from the head of the cock over the side of her face.

She works back up the shaft, kissing with soft lips, running her tongue along it, until she reaches the tip ... And when she gets there, pausing briefly before hungrily wrapping her mouth around the end, and noisily sucking it in. Taking several inches in, swallowing it back – more and more ... And more ... Until she’s got six inches of dog cock in her mouth, touching the back of her throat – almost gagging as she forces it back. Holding it there as long as she can, before she’s forced to pull it out as she coughs to clear her airway.

She looks a little embarrassed, but hardly ashamed, as she holds the animal’s cock infront of her face, a couple of inches from her mouth. The glistening tip looks like it’s ready to explode ... She leans forward and puts her lips together on the flat end, kissing and sipping the little bubble of fluid off it ... The look on her face suggests that she didn’t really want to do it, but simply couldn’t resist.

She draws back and pauses, glancing up to the camera, a little nervous smile flickering on her face. Bringing a hand up to stroke her black hair back from her face again, making sure we can see her clearly.

“That’s an interesting taste ... It’s salty ... But not bad.” She smiles a little. “If you put it in a bottle I think I would drink it ... But only in little sips.” She laughs a little, looking at another glistening bubble of jism forming on his tip. Leaning in again and touching it with the tip of her tongue, letting the bubble roll from the cock and spread over her tongue.