s10e04: Dawn McCall (34), from Manchester, and her wife, Cath Dudley (32).

We fade in on our ‘bedroom’ set. All in darkness, then turn on the spotlights, highlighting the rusty, ugly old bedstead, and dirty mattress. It’s a sleezy scene, a bed that no self-respecting woman would lie down on ... And she comes now...

We hear footsteps approaching – multiple footsteps, and two women walk into frame. One is a little heavyset, wearing jogging pants that should be baggy but stretch over her large frame, and a t-shirt that hugs her round belly and big boobs - frankly we’re not disappointed that she’s covered up. Next to her, in a red quarter-cup bra, and bikini-brief panties, is her pale, slim, red-haired partner ... Her small boobs peaking over the cups of the bra, the top part of her pink areolas showing – pale soft belly, slim but still loose against the elastic of her underwear – legs, slim. She walks as if she’s not accustomed to the sexy high-heels she’s wearing.

Her body would rate a 5/10 at best. A little too slim, yet still managing to be soft ... Not offensive, but hardly impressive.

We move to a close-up of her face as she introduces herself. Angular features, a longish nose, the straight red hair barely reaching her shoulders. Rimless spectacles, barely visible in the longshot, sit on the bridge of her nose and highlight her eyes – which are the most attractive part of her, sparkling with life. When she speaks, she has the kind of lips that go all over the place, showing off her snaggly teeth, which are clean but uneven.

She’s a 4/10 at best. If you passed her in the street you wouldn’t even notice her.

She speaks with a friendly but strong Mancunian accent. “I’m Dawn McCall ... I’m 34 ... And I’m a Field Service Engineer with [bleeeeeeeep]” (her employers contacted us immediately after filming, asking us not to reveal their corporate identity). She continues, “And I’ve come here because she...” She points off-camera to the large girl, and we cut to see her round face, smiling, a look of hope of her face – then back to Dawn, “ ... is obsessed with this stuff.”

“What do you mean by ‘this stuff’?” Asks Ozvik from behind the camera.

Dawn signs, with a little smile, “Bestiality. Dogsex. She loves to think about us having sex with a dog. Like a threesome...”

We cut back to the fat friend, who introduces herself in a strangely low-pitched drone. “Hallo ... I’m Cath Dudley ... I’m 32 ... And I work in IT at [bleeeeeeeep] ... And this...”, she indicates Dawn, “Is my sexy wife ... And I can’t wait to see her getting fucked by a big fucking dog!” As she speaks we can see the glint of a tongue piercing.

We cut to a shot of the two of them, sitting side-by-side on the bed. Seeing them like this confirms what an odd couple they are. One small, the other large; one redhead, the other black haired; one prim and proper but in lingerie, the other round and slobby.

It’s our chubby guest, Cath, who does most of the introduction – with Dawn looking at her throughout her monologue.

“I was dating my first girlfriend, she was actually just my friend at the time. I knew I was a lesbian, but I hadn’t told anyone – I didn’t know if she was or not ... But we were at her house, and we were messing around online, looking at stupid stuff, following links, joking around, kind of daring each other ... And I don’t remember who did it, but one of us clicked a link to some dogsex ... And we ended up looking at loads of it ... On the website, you could only watch short videos, and only like 5 or 6 of them in a day, and when we couldn’t look at any others, we just started kissing and feeling each other, and talking about fucking dogs ... And we were suddenly a couple, and I put it down entirely to those dog videos getting us both turned on ... We often watched doggy videos whilst we were together – but never went any further. I know I wanted to, I don’t know about her – I think she probably did ... I still wish we had tried. I tried to show those videos to other girlfriends, but it’s obviously a pretty narrow interest subject ... It takes a really special girl to be into sharing your fantasies...”

She looks back at Dawn, who gives her a positive looking smile.

Dawn takes over... “To be honest, I’ve never thought about bestiality, but when she told me about her fantasies, I just couldn’t help wanting to do it. It was such a disgusting idea ... And ... It just turned me on ... You know, that she thought of me that way. So ... Yeah ... I told her I’d love to go on the show, but only if she came along too.”

Back to Cath. “No one wants to see me in lingerie ... So we agreed to get Dawn on the show, and for me to just, like, join in once things get started!”

We hear Ozvik comment from behind camera, “Lucky dog!” without a hint of irony.

For the record, now we’ve seen Cath up close, as well as in the wide shot, it’s body 2/10, face 2/10! She’s arguably the first woman on the show who the audience wouldn’t want to see naked, being fucked by a dog ... No offense intended – all women deserve to have fun, but some ... Well ... Some we don’t want to watch.

We cut to a shot of a huge brown dog scrabbling into the room, claws slipping and sliding on the polished concrete floor. Long time viewers of the show will recognise him immediately as Cedric, our Kumoan Mastiff – and remember that he’s a beast that packs a real punch. Bred for fighting, but raised for fucking ... His breathing is loud, the clicking and scraping of his claws clear as we watch him cross from door to bed ... Skidding to a halt infront of our guests – who stay on the edge of the bed, looking down, taking each other’s hand as their excitement builds.

“So ... Are you doing this for yourself, or for your wife?” Checks Ozvik.

Dawn smiles, not taking her eyes off the dog, “Oh ... It’s for me ... I want to do it ... But I want her to see it too ... I wouldn’t do it if she wasn’t here...”

Cedric’s head is well above the level of the bed, his chest bashing up against the girl’s knees, and the side of the mattress.

“Get on your front, get your face down to his...” Encouraging Cath ... And Dawn looks up at Ozvik to confirm this is okay – gets the confirmation that it is, and we’re off...

Cath moves to one side, giving Dawn space to move ... And Dawn tries to hide a smile as she swings her legs up onto the bed and transitions from sitting next to her wife, to laying on her belly, facing toward the edge of the mattress so that she is looking forward, right at the dog’s huge mouth...

He starts to flap his big, wet, warm tongue over her face, and because she’s flat on her belly with her arms out toward the dog, there’s nowhere for her to go and no way to pull her face back, so she just has to take them ... He’s moving his body from side to side, his tail wagging, his head next to hers, moving from one side of her head to the other, smearing saliva from his jowls all over her as his big tongue soaks her face ... And when she opens her mouth in shock, or as she laughs, that huge tongue disappears between her lips, almost making her gag.

We can see Cath at the end of the bed, leaning toward the action, an open-mouthed look of approval and amazement on her round face. Then moving, possibly prompted from behind camera ... Shuffling over the bed on her knees, kneeling astride her legs, pinning her so she can’t move away from the dog. Grabbing the side of her red g-string, and pulling it down away from her arse, then slipping a hand up between those slim thighs, and roughly ramming a couple of fingers into her snatch...

Dawn gasps, her mouth opening wide, allowing the dog’s tongue to slide inside again ... Pinned by the woman above her, thrilled by the fingers in her pussy, drenched by the dog’s tongue – and unable to escape any of it ... She’s overpowered, and overawed ... And she’s loving it! Smiling and laughing rather than worrying or crying ... It appears it’s simply too much of a good thing!

Cath pulls her hand out from between Dawn’s thighs, shifts her weight to the side, flopping onto one hip and thigh. Licking her fingers, sucking them individually, as if she’s just finished a pack of Doritos...

Dawn takes the opportunity to roll away from the dog and catch her breath, and he comes after her – still trying to lick at her face ... Her holding him off and laughing, “Oh my ... You are a keen boy, aren’t you?” She says, making sure she keeps her out of reach of his hungry tongue this time.

“I don’t blame him – you’re so lickable!” Comments Cath.

Dawn raises herself a little toward her (human) lover, offering her dog saliva-soaked lips for a kiss ... And Cath leans forward to give her one – fat lips part and pressing onto the thin girl’s mouth, almost eating her mouth up, slurping the saliva and dog-flavour off her face ... Running her lips and tongue over her nose and cheeks, making sure she gets it all ... Then pulling back and giving her girl and admiring look. “Get back to that big boy...”

Dawn turns back to Cedric and looks down at him as she kneels upright and reaches behind her back to unhook that little red bra, exposing two small, almost non-existent breasts, and a pair of very hard little pink nipples ... Throwing the bra away to her partner and giving the beast a clicking, lip smacking air kiss of encouragement whilst slapping the top of the mattress, encouraging him to jump up.

The big dog takes the invitation, jumping up onto the bed with her, stumbling down toward Cath (who instinctively raises her hands in defence), then turning away from her and pushing up alongside Dawn ... Who continues to roll away from him, coming up against the head of the bedframe with her skinny arse in the air ... Cedric moves behind her and starts trying to mount her immediately – but she pushes herself up against the bedstead so he can’t get his front legs around her...

We hear Cath, just out of shot, saying, “Ohh yessss!” – but focus on Dawn wincing, but also giggling, as his paws scrape her backside and thighs... “Wait ... Wait...” She says in a hurry, trying to push him away but being slowly overpowered... “WAIT!” She calls, pushing him away, no longer giggling.

She’s trying to straighten up, but the huge beast is still trying to mount her – his paws on her shoulders weighing her down. She fights on, shrugging and pushing him off, getting more scratches on the sides of her pale thighs.

This is as close to a dog-rape as we’ve ever had on the show – but Ozvik stays behind the camera, letting the scene continue – and it’s notable that Cath does nothing to defend her girl either. We don’t say anything on the show, but every girl is told before shooting starts that if they get into trouble and want to stop, they should call for “HELP!” – the simplest ‘safe’ word we could think of.

“Come on, girl...” Encourages Cath. It’s not clear whether she’s encouraging Dawn to fight, or to give-in...

Dawn struggles back to the middle of the bed, trying to keep things on her terms – the dog dancing around from behind her to beside her, then turning and heading around behind ... She falls forward onto her elbows, then reaches back with one hand, placing her fingers in the crack of her arse, over her arsehole – pushing the side of her face down against the stained mattress... “Go on then... !”

The words are barely out of her mouth before the huge fighting dog has moved around behind her and stepped over her back, bending his legs and angling his rear down toward her – pumping his hips awkwardly, stabling at her with his groin ... The tip of his cock on show, slapping the outside of one thigh and against her backside, as he gets his angles wrong...

He adjusts his angle of approach, bends his legs a little more, and gives it another try ... This time the erect tip of his cock bashes up against her bum, and hits her fingers ... Lucky for her she put them back there!

We can see the frustration on her face – she wants this ... But she’s scared of it ... But she really wants it... “Come onnnnn...” She moans. “Come oooooonnnnn ... Show me ... Give it me!!”