S15E03 - Cassandra Farrage (25), from Wolverhampton, with Renae

We begin with a montage of scenes from a shopping mall ... Specifically - the two level, bright and busy Mander Centre in Wolverhampton. From Debenhams to House of Frasier, plus hundreds of smaller outlets, it’s a hive of activity...

The montage ends as we focus in on a fashion show taking place on a small, raised runway in one of the central communal areas. Pretty ladies parade back and forth in clothing from some of the shows we saw in the opening montage.

We see a sign infront of the stage with a picture of our own Renae Russell, captioned “H & M summer catalogue show – featuring a guest appearance from THE UNITED KINGDOM OF ZOO’s Renae Russell”. It’s a mark of how our perverted little show has worked its way into the public psyche that our hosts are now considered worthwhile brand ambassadors for large companies.

There’s a decent crowd gathered around to watch – with a number of giggling/smiling schoolboys because ... On the catwalk the lingerie show is in session ... These aren’t Victoria’s Secret models, but they aren’t bad ... Local girls who dream of modelling – getting a chance to show almost everything they’ve got ... We watch them prancing down the catwalk, boobs bouncing in their half-cup bras, almost coming out but not quite...

There’s one stand-out amongst the girls – literally ... A large-chested, flat-bellied young lady with long, straight blonde hair and a fake-as-fuck face. She’s solid rather than slim, but not a big curvy girl – she’s still hard-bodied ... There’s very little bounce in her boobs, pumped up and round, saline filled and worth every penny she paid for them. The teenage boys watching give her an enthusiastic welcome but she’s too cool for them, keeping her head up, aloof of the attention. Fake or not, she’s pretty ... And then...

Our very own Renae Russell steps onto the catwalk – she’s definitely the pick of the bunch on this catwalk ... Slimmer than the rest, well-toned, with her fake boobs looking a more appropriate size than the previous model – still overly round, but not too big ... Her long curly hair bounces as she walks, and unlike the other models she acts like she knows there’s a crowd here to ogle her – waving and smiling at them as she struts her stuff ... As she passes our camera she gives us a smile and a wink, those famous dimples almost distracting us from the fake tits – and then we fade through to...

Backstage ... With Renae facing up to camera, her boobs straining that little bra, her flat belly smooth right down to her g-string. Funnily enough considering her past, and our show’s content, we don’t often get to look at her like this ... And she’s stunning. In the background we can see the other girls moving around, getting dressed.

She introduces herself and the show in that high-pitched, squeaky, excited voice of hers, “Hello, and welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’ ... I’m Renae Russell, and I’m surrounded by a lot of half-naked ladies right now, and it’s a great feeling ... But an even better feeling is that one of those ladies wants to have sex with my doggy!! Logan isn’t here right now, but we’ll get to him soon enough ... First, I’d like to introduce you to this week’s guest...”

She points off to the side of the camera and we spin around, over half a dozen semi-naked ladies, until we’re looking at that large-chested fake-as-fuck blonde as she checks herself out in a mirror – she’s clearly as impressed with herself as any of the teenage boys were when watching her on the catwalk.

As we watch, she introduces herself in voice-over - her slow midlands accent doing nothing to suggest that she’s not as dumb as she looks. “Hello ... I’m Cassandra Farage...” (she pronounces it ‘Fah-ridge’ rather than ‘Far-rahj’) “ ... I’m 25 years old, and I’m a model, and part-time shop assistant from Wolverhampton in the midlands ... And I want to be on ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’!”

Everyone watching can tell that she’s actually a shop assistant and occasional model, but let’s not spoil her self-image ... She’ll be doing that herself soon enough!

We cut to a shot of the fake blonde ‘model’ standing face-to-face with our fake brunette pornstar, close enough that we can easily compare fake tits, far enough apart that we don’t think they are about to jump each other ... As Renae conducts the pre-show interview...

“So, Cassandra, would you like to tell the viewers at home why a ‘nice’ girl like you would want to do something like this on television?”

“Well, it’s because it’s on television, basically...” Notes our top-heavy guest, stating the obvious. “I’ve always enjoyed being the centre of attention, having everyone look at me ... I’ve always wanted to be on television, on a show everyone talks about ... I thought about Love Island or something like that, but then you have to share the attention – on this show ... It’s just me and the dog ... And everyone talks about the girl, and that’s me ... I thought about it a bit ... And then a link for applications came up on Insta ... And I just couldn’t resist the temptation!”

“Are you worried this could affect your modelling career?” Asks Renae.

“No ... I thought about that ... I only work locally – so this will raise my profile ... I might actually do better out of it.” She pauses, then realises that people might think she’s in it for the money, and adds... “But I’m not here to make money, I’m here to show off...” She smiles – a dumb smile, “Look at meeee!!!” She giggles, moving around a little to make her big boobs jiggle.

“Oh, I think there will be plenty of viewers happy to look at you...” Squeaks Renae, moving around a little to match her guest’s enthusiasm (and trying to make her firm tits jiggle a bit too) “I know I’m looking forward to seeing you in action with those big titties of yours bouncing around under my boy...”

We watch the two sluts giggling at the idea for a moment, then cut to outside the changing area...

The catwalk is still in place, ready to be used for another show tomorrow, but the mall is a lot quieter. Some of the young men are still hanging around, they know the film-crew is still here, and they know the blonde with the big tits is back-stage with Renae and a big fucking dog ... They know what’s about to happen, and they just want to be close even if they can’t see it.

We cut back to the back-stage changing area ... Looking around we can see that all of the other models have gone home, and Cassandra, Renae and our crew are the only people left here. Them, and our big, bad, Weimaraner...

Cassandra is standing in the middle of the space, shoulders back, chest out, straining the black bra to the limits of its structure. She’s been in her lingerie throughout the interview section, so she really doesn’t have much to strip off before we get started...

She’s looking into camera as she reaches up and runs her fingers along the front of her bra, fingertips along the top of the cups - then focussing on the one boob, slipping fingers inside the cup and pulling it down, freeing up the big, firm boob within, pulling it up and out with her other hand. Sitting on the cup rather than in it ... Then switching to the other boob, hooking the cup down and pulling the boob up and out.

Her fake boobs may be unnaturally firm, and sit high on her chest without any help – but hooked up and sitting above the cups they are almost comically rounded, creating incredible cleavage. A shelf of tanned flesh, with big pink nipples stretched over the tips.

Still looking into camera, pouting, letting our audience know that she knows she’s sexy ... She slips her hands over her belly, down to her French Knickers, slipping her fingers inside and over her groin, her mons pubis ... Then slipping them out to the sides, and taking hold of them, slipping the underwear down over her firm behind, then down her thighs. As she straightens up, we get a good look at her neatly trimmed snatch ... Just a thin line of dark pubic hair, a centimetre wide, running up from just above her clit.

Pretty much naked (just the bra, with the cups pulled down to show her tits off) - she looks simultaneously fake, and fucking sensational ... And she knows it...

We cut away to Renae, as she reaches down, unhooking Logan’s collar, and telling him that it’s “Fuck time...”, then watch as he heads straight for his new bitch ... Checking back over his shoulder to make sure he has his owner’s approval – seeing if he really is this lucky ... She nods and smiles at him, “Go on ... Good boy ... She’s all yours...”

We cut back to our guest as she bends forward, keeping her long legs straight, hands still on her hips - lowering her head toward the dog. She’s impressively flexible and doesn’t strain as she bends all the way down to his level...

The dog tips his head up to meet her face as she comes into range, his tongue already slopping out, lapping at the air infront of her as she pouts, offering her big lips up to him as she gets closer...

His tongue slops over her mouth, on her lips ... Making her smile a little ... Keeping her lips together as he soaks her face.

We cut to a wider angle so we can appreciate the sight of her bent right forward again, her arse sticking back – long legs stretched out, back straight, fake tits sticking out from her chest, looking the same as when she was standing upright. Her bleach blonde hair hangs down, but she’s made sure it’s on the side away from our camera ... She’s also moved her hands around from her hips to her firm arse.

Face to face with the big Weimaraner, her mouth being licked ... Wiggling her arse as he licks her face ... It’s like she’s wagging her tail, and we’re not sure if it’s for the cameras or because she’s having so much fun...

She opens her mouth a little, just wide enough to let the dog’s tongue fold and slip inside, then wider, letting him lick inside properly – pushing her tongue out against the licking, down onto her chin – mouth wide now ... Letting him lick the tongue and the mouth...

She’s holding herself close enough for him to lick – but he has to keep his head back the whole time to reach her ... And that’s not overly comfortable for a dog, so once he’s over the initial excitement of licking her mouth, he drops his head and backs away – stumbling away, tail wagging so hard that his whole body swings from side to side. Looking up at his mistress like he wants more encouragement – which he gets. “Who’s a good boy? Who wants to fuck a slut, huh? Who wants to fuck a slut...?”

The dog doesn’t quite seem to understand what’s being said, because he immediately makes a bee-line back to his mistress – having heard her describe herself as a slut during so many of their sexual episodes! She pushes him away, then grabs his collar and turns him around to look at the fake blonde again... “That slut ... Fuck THAT slut...”, she laughs.

Across the changing room, our guest is getting down onto her knees, upright – running her hands over her tits and belly, making sure her nipples are nice and hard. Watching the dog and making faces that indicate (a) she finds the dog attractive, and (b) she thinks she’s the hottest shit in town.

She drops forward, keeping her eye on the dog as he begins to circle around her ... Hands to the floor, pushing her firm arse back and up, angling her back that it has a deep curve – her pussy pushed out between her thighs...

The grey beast bounces around behind his new bitch ... Happy and clearly enthusiastic about what’s about to happen ... And she reacts by leaning forward, dropping to her elbows, fake tits almost on the floor as she looks back over her shoulder, waiting for him...

He moves up behind her and mounting without any hesitation ... No foreplay – no pussy licking, because somehow he can tell that this shallow bitch doesn’t deserve it!

Rearing up behind and over her, pushing her forward onto her hard boobs, ballooning them outwards ... His bulk making her look quite small (despite the oversized twin-airbags), his front legs wrapping around her, pulling his big hairy chest down against her back ... Shuffling forward behind her, shunting his groin up against her behind. Pumping at her before he’s close enough to get inside her ... With a sudden shock flashing over her face - whimpering and gasping sounds coming out involuntarily, “Oh God ... Oh no ... Oh no...”

Renae calls, “Go on boy, fuck that dirty slut!” from off camera as the beast does his best to follow her instructions ... Doing his best, but missing the top and bottom of her shaft.

We cut to a shot on the semi-deserted shopping mall, that stage standing empty on the wide concourse ... The small backstage/changing room closed off from the surrounding space. It’s quiet, but we can hear noises from inside the changing room, most clear is Renae’s instruction of “Go on boy, fuck that dirty slut!” along with Cassandra’s rushed breathing as the dog takes control.

Then we cut back into the dressing area, watching that fake bitch up on her knees, leaning forward with her hard boobs being squashed against the floor, her face contorting into variations of pain, surprise and pleasure, as the big dog pummels her pussy from behind.

It’s not the best lit room we’ve ever filmed in, so when we cut to the low angle shot, looking up between their legs to watch his canine cock driving in and out of her well-kept pussy, we can’t actually see that much ... Slightly unfocussed, shaky, glistening flesh, a few drips of spunk already beginning to leak out and drip to the floor.

We cut back to her reaction shots ... Seeing her face. Gasping, twisting, baring teeth, squeezing her eyes shut to the point that they water ... The strain of taking that cock – so hard and so fast – almost too much to take ... But still clearly very good!

As fake as she looks – and as much of an act as she tries to put on – and as full of herself as she is ... She does look good with a dog on her back ... Being brought down to Earth with a bang ... Rocked forward on those big, hard tits, her fingers stretching out on the floor infront of her, mouth open, gasping...

Renae encourages her to, “Cum on his cock ... Come on that big doggy cock...”

He keeps pumping, over and over, driving her forward onto her tits – her body shaking, ripples through her flesh, but also waves through her nervous system – thrills ... Pleasure ... Power ... Barely noticing the dog’s rough nails against her sides and thighs as he scrabbles for extra grip. Pumping ... Just keep pumping ... Blowing her little mind...

Each thrust pushing her a little closer to heaven ... Her face twisting into a mask of pure delight ... her body shaking – muscles pulling tighter and tighter...

“Come on, you dirty whore ... Cum on that doggy cock...”

And then she does ... An explosion of gasps - grunting like a monkey, shaking and sweating ... Forgetting to pose, or to try to look good ... Lost in the moment as she shakes – using all of her energy to stay on her knees. Slapping her hands against the floor as the intense thrills rush up her spine and explode in her brain. Fireworks.

She slumps forward against her tits, letting them squash so wide that we’re worried they might burst ... Her cheek to the floor, her mouth open as she gasps hard... “OOoooohh Gggaaawwwwddddd!” Her body jerking as her nervous system goes into overload...