Chapter 6

Trudy woke just after six am, her body stretching out as her mind focused on the previous night’s happenings. She felt good, so satisfied and relaxed, even when she heard Charles groan next to her. He looked so innocent as she gazed down at him, his body in full view as she put her hand on his chest and shook him gently, her eyes drawn to his hard cock, standing proud.

He groaned again and opened his eyes, smiling as he saw the beautiful wife of his headmaster looking down at him, her tits looking magnificent. Trudy didn’t return the smile, she got out of bed and put on her robe.

‘You have to go, it will be light soon and someone will see you.’ She told him, feeling very strange about him being here.

‘I suppose. God, I slept well, how about you?’ He asked, sounding just like a lover would.

‘Good, thank you.’ She answered, matter-of-factly.

He got out of bed and dressed while she watched him, his hard cock sticking out as he put on his underpants. Trudy shivered a little as she remembered last night, that cock bringing her so much pleasure despite it belonging to him. When he was dressed he came to her and held her, his cock still hard as he kissed her on the lips. Trudy let him, seeing no point stopping him after what had happened between them.

‘I just hope Thomas can give you what you need, Trudy.’ He said before walking out of the door.

‘Oh, he will, don’t you worry.’ She shouted after him, going to the window and watching him as he ran back along the path, angry with herself she had let him get to her again.

She went to the shower and turned it on, hoping it might wash away the guilt she was now feeling. The warm water was lovely, even though her bum still burnt a little. She let the water cascade over her body, thinking about what she was going to do now, not sure she would ever be the same after last night. Admitting you liked something that was so wrong was very hard to do, especially when you thought of yourself as a good and decent person. Trudy fought with herself over her actions and the way she let that boy turn her into a sex crazed whore, as though she had no will power to resist, which she did.

Drying her body as she looked in the mirror didn’t help, she looked so good that morning, her skin all bright and shiny, like a show dog. All she kept thinking about was how many times he made her cum and just how good each one was, mind blowingly good she had to admit. He was such a good lover, doing everything just right, pressing all the right buttons, as if he knew her inside out. God, how can I fight against that? She asked herself, her nipples getting hard.

She thought about going to church, to ask for forgiveness but was worried all the boys would be there, staring at her, knowing what their friend had done to her last night. Anyway, she was probably beyond saving by now, she decided, going down to the kitchen for some breakfast, her hunger another indication of the previous evening.

Being naked was nice, she liked how it felt walking around as nature intended, free and unencumbered by clothing. It was just getting light out, the birds were singing and it was forecast a nice day. Maybe she would go for a nice walk, call in on Amy perhaps. She had some toast and tea, all the time consumed by her thoughts on Charles and the sex, unable to stop thinking about him, cursing loudly. Nothing she could do it seemed would stop the thoughts coming into her head, everyone of them about how she came or how his cock tasted, it was sending her mad. Her body was as bad, totally satisfied and feeling like it was ten years younger, God, what was she going to do?

In the end she dressed and went out, stopping at Amy’s, hoping she would take her mind off things. But Amy was still in bed, opening the door in her nightie, looking less than impressed.

‘Ah, you’re still in bed.’ She said, Stating the obvious.

‘Well, it is Sunday and still only eight am.’ Amy answered, rubbing her eyes.

Just then, Sam, Amy’s big dog, pushed past her and jumped up at Trudy, licking her face.

‘Oh god, Sam, at least you are happy to see me. I know, let’s go for a walk, how does that sound big boy?’ She asked in her best baby voice.

‘Good idea, and don’t come back for at least two hours.’ Amy sighed, grabbing the lead from the coat stand just beside her.

‘I’ll take him back to mine, you can come and get him when you’re up, lazy bones.’ Trudy teased, clipping the lead to Sam’s collar.

‘Whatever.’ Came the short answer, the door closing.

‘Well, that was rude wasn’t it Sam, yes it was, yes it was. Come on, let’s go chase some wabbits.’

Sam dragged her along the street toward the open countryside, a mile away, his massive frame and strength making it hard for Trudy to hold him. She kept telling him off but he just wagged his tail and carried on, too excited to obey.

‘No treats for you when we get home, bad doggy.’ She cried, holding on for dear life.

Sam was big but oh so gentle, he wouldn’t hurt a fly, he just wasn’t that kind of dog. Even when another dog attacked him, he just jumped on him and pinned him down, not biting him. Trudy loved his nature and that’s why she was happy to look after him whenever Amy went away, he was such fun and good company, and a good distraction from her thoughts.

When they got to the fields, she let him off his lead to run around, hoping he would use up some of that energy. He was two years old and in his prime, a Labrador, German Shepherd cross. She watched him running around like a maniac, chasing the birds and barking wildly, having so much fun. It was lovely to watch, bringing joy to her heart.

Sam was away in the distance, in the bushes, rummaging around doing what dogs do. And Trudy didn’t see the other dog at first, it was to her left, coming through some woods. It had escaped its owner about half a mile away and was in heat, looking for a male dog to breed her. Trudy saw it as it got nearer to Sam, it was a mongrel of sorts, just a little smaller than Sam. When Sam got a smell of that scent, he was gone, rushing to her and sniffing her pussy.

Trudy thought nothing of it, just a loose dog looking for a playmate, she thought, walking toward them. Even when she heard shouts in the distance, she didn’t think the dog would be in heat. It wasn’t until she saw Sam jumping on its back that it dawned on her. She was still quite away from them, the shouts of the woman now much clearer. By the time she got to the pair it was too late, Sam was inside her, breeding the bitch. The woman arrived a minute later, distraught at seeing her dog being fucked by a monster like Sam.

‘Oh no, stop him, he mustn’t.’ The woman cried.

‘I think it’s too late.’ Trudy answered, trying desperately not to giggle.

The woman looked at Trudy and scowled, knowing she was finding this amusing.

‘Sorry, but it is kind of funny.’ Trudy added, her hand at her mouth.

‘My poor baby, being raped by that brute.’ The woman sighed.

Trudy shivered when she said that, looking at the bitch and thinking of herself and Charles. It might look like rape but it certainly wasn’t, the other dog submitted willingly, even presenting her pussy to Sam.

‘She’ll have beautiful puppies, though, look at him, he’s so handsome. Don’t you think?’ Trudy asked, her eyes on Sam as he fucked the bitch beneath him.

‘I suppose. We will want child support.’ She joked, seeing the funny side now.

‘Of course, it’s only fair. Wow, look at them go.’

‘He is handsome but I’m not sure he’s aware of Sally’s needs, he seems very selfish.’ She giggled.

‘Typical man, they’re all the same.’ Trudy giggled with her.

The young woman’s name was Alice and she lived in the town, not far from Amy. They chatted and waited, introducing themselves as the dogs were locked together, Sam’s sperm flowing freely into his bitch. When after fifteen minutes they parted, both women gasped with shock and surprise. Sam’s cock must have been ten inches long and thicker than either ladies arm.

‘Oh my, would you look at that. Poor Sally.’ Alice said, looking at Sam’s cock.

‘It’s so big, wow, if only I’d known.’ Trudy laughed, her eyes on it, too.

‘Stop it, it would split you in two.’ Alice whispered, wondering how Sally took all that.

‘I’ll let you know.’ Trudy added, smiling innocently.

‘Go on then, do it now, I dare you. I’ll hold your things.’ Alice suddenly said, looking at Trudy with a glint in her eye.

‘Out here in the woods? I’ll get filthy and it’s cold.’ Trudy answered, a shiver of excitement going down her spine at such a perverted suggestion.

‘Maybe I can borrow him, you know, for Sally?’ Alice asked, winking at Trudy.

‘He’s not actually my dog, he belongs to my friend so I can’t really lend him out. Sorry.’ Trudy told her, jokingly.

‘Oh well. Come on Sally, let’s go, you’ve had your fun. Bye.’ Alice said, walking off.

Trudy looked again at Sam, his cock still out, big and red and still dripping sperm. A little shiver went down her spine, wondering how something that big would feel inside her. She clipped the lead on him and started walking back, slowly, poor Sam swinging his big dick as they strolled along. By the time they were home, Sam was back to normal, his cock sheathed again. Trudy gave him a drink and went to the lounge, laying down on the sofa and wondering what she would do for the rest of the day.

Sam came to her after his drink, his head resting on her lap. She scratched his head, telling him he was a Casanova and that she would tell his mummy what he’d been up to. Sam liked being scratched and he liked Trudy, she had a nice smell to her, similar to that bitch he just fucked. He began sniffing, trying to find the source, his nose edging toward her pussy. When Trudy first laid down, her dress rode up to her panties and this is where Sam had his head.

When he got to her pussy, he pushed his nose in and breathed in deeply, recognising instantly the aroma of a bitch in heat. He wanted a taste to make sure, his long, leathery tongue licking her damp panties. Trudy gasped with shock as his tongue made contact, the feel of it through her panties making her wriggle with pleasure.

‘Oh no, no you don’t, you womanising devil you.’ She told him, pushing his head away.

But Sam liked it and wasn’t so easily moved, his big head and strength meant he could resist her attempts, carrying on tasting her. He burrowed deeper, forcing her legs apart, his slobber now all over her inner thighs and panties.

‘Oh god, stop it, that feels too good, bad boy.’ She cried, letting him for a few seconds, the nice feeling getting the better of her.

In the end, she rolled sideways, falling off the sofa in an effort to escape his wonderful tongue. But Sam quickly followed her, his head back between her legs, licking frantically.

‘You devil, you, stop it, please.’ She begged, not very convincingly.

Her legs were apart again, Sam covering her whole pussy with his mouth as he devoured her. His rough tongue was just perfect for this, so long and strong, she thought, laying there and letting him. But her panties were a barrier and he wanted them gone, so he took them between his teeth and pulled, hard, the ripping sound quickly telling Trudy she was now bare and fully exposed.

But before she could protest, his tongue took her breath away, going deeper than any human tongue had gone before. She let out a deep, guttural moan, the pleasure suddenly coursing through her body rendering her speechless. Sam loved her taste, trying to scoop it all out, his tongue licking every inch of her pussy and in a way that was absolutely delicious. He was touching her like no one before, scraping along her walls and pressing on spots that made her whimper with ecstasy.

‘Oh Sam, don’t stop, please.’ She begged, her voice returning.

Sam had no intention of stopping; he was enjoying himself far too much, his new bitch tasted lovely. Trudy was lost in that fog, again, her body overriding all objections and taking full control, letting this beast give her what she wanted. And it didn’t take too long, the sheer perversity of what she was doing with a dog not lost on her. She imagined Thomas and the others all watching her on the stage as she cum, her moans now filling the room. She let go of all her inhibitions and embraced what Sam was giving her, crying out as the orgasm took hold, glad she had no neighbours to hear her. She shook with the force of it, her hips thrusting forward and her hands pulling at his head, trying to get him deeper and prolong the wonderful feelings he was giving her. As it washed over her, her breathing was very rapid, like a machine gun and her chest rose and fell. The scene of bestiality being played out on the lounge carpet was a beautiful thing, woman and dog enjoying each other’s body regardless of society’s laws against such things. Trudy couldn’t believe how good it was, her eyes opening and looking at her new lover, a wave of emotion and attraction suddenly overwhelming her.

‘Oh Sam, you wonderful creature, thank you.’ She gushed, closing her legs and sitting up.

Sam wanted more but Trudy was too sensitive, giving him a big cuddle and kiss instead, her tongue entering his open mouth and licking all around it, the new and delicious taste of dog pleasing her taste buds. She held him for a few minutes, hugging and kissing, drinking his slobber as it flowed into her willing mouth, lost in the moment.

It was Sam who broke the kiss, his big head nudging her, trying to push her down. Trudy giggled, not understanding his intentions, liking what he was doing. She let him manoeuvre her, eventually getting on all fours, like a bitch.

‘Oh my, you sneaky fucker, you want to breed me, like that bitch earlier!’ She gasped.

Sam was now behind her, sniffing at her pussy, her dress up far enough that it wasn’t in his way. Trudy looked behind at him, her eyes wide as she saw his cock out, big and red and growing. As if in a dream, she watched, Sam suddenly jumping on her back and gripping her around the waist, very tightly, letting her know she was going nowhere. She turned her head and looked ahead, waiting for him, submitting to his power and strength, liking how it made her feel.

He began thrusting, his cock banging into her bum, wetting her with his seed as he tried to find her hole. His nails were scratching her sides, raking her in his frantic efforts to breed his new bitch. She cried out in pain but didn’t move, accepting this as part of the breeding process.

‘Oh Sam, you bad boy.’ She whispered, pushing out her arms and resting her head on them in an effort to give him better access.

It helped and Sam soon found her cunt, gripping even tighter and plunging in with full force, knocking the air from her lungs. Trudy gasped for breath as Sam begun to fuck her, her whole body being rocked as he took her. She couldn’t believe his power, he was so strong, she felt like a ragdoll underneath his awesome body. And nothing had ever filled her like he was now, she began to moan as his massive cock swelled and stretched her completely.

Trudy held firm, though, as he slammed into her, her fingers gripping the carpet as her world was rocked. She knew what was happening and embraced it, knowing this was an experience of a lifetime. It was incredible, she thought, a dog breeding her like she was a real bitch and her submitting totally.

‘Oh yes, fuck me, make me yours Sam.’ She begged.

She knew about the knot and how it tied two dogs together, but when she felt it at her entrance, she was suddenly scared. It felt so big and not something that should go inside her but it was too late to stop it now, she knew. She cried out as she was stretched even further, fearing he would rip her apart. But just as she thought of rolling over, it entered her, her lips wrapping around it and sucking it in. It hurt like fuck at first, but surprisingly, she soon took it, the huge ball fitting her perfectly. Sam was now still, resting on her back, his tongue on her shoulder as he began to unload the contents of his huge bollocks deep inside her.

She let out a loud moan as his seed exploded from his cock, soon filling her up, It was the most delicious feeling she had ever had and for the fifth time in less than twelve hours, she was cumming. She pushed back, grinding her pussy against his knot, the bolts of pleasure sending her to heaven as she cried out again and again.

Even after she came down from her high, the knot was still sending pleasure throughout her body, every time either of them moved, she would moan and grind her pussy, the feeling almost too good to take. Trudy was in a constant state of ecstasy, being tied like this meant she had no control over her body or the pleasure Sam was giving her, she was a prisoner to canine evolution.

She came another two times before he released her, her body falling to the floor with exhaustion as Sam licked her a few times before curling up next to his bitch. Trudy looked at him, wondering what she was going to do, now, her sexual limits torn to shreds yet again. She was soon asleep, Sam keeping her warm and guarding her.

They slept side by side for some two hours, only the loud knocking on the front door waking her. She jumped up, looking around, not sure what was happening, her head still very sleepy. Another knock on the door quickly bringing her to her senses.

‘Oh my god, oh my god, look at me.’ She squealed, pulling her dress down and walking toward the door.

She had only made it halfway when she felt Sam’s cum running down her thighs. She looked down and saw it all, with more leaking all the time. Sam was at the door barking and wagging his tail, knowing his mum was the other side.

‘Hang on a sec.’ Trudy shouted, running back to get her panties.

When she found them, she realised Sam had ripped them off her, leaving them useless. She swore and went to the kitchen, grabbing a towel and wiping her pussy and legs, hoping she could get away with just that. By the time she opened the door, cum was leaking again, tickling her as it made its way down her thigh.

‘What on earth is going on? What took you?’ Amy asked, looking at her friend with curiosity.

‘Uh ... we ... i was sleeping, sorry. I had a bad dream, it was horrible.’ Trudy lied, not able to look at Amy.

‘Jesus, was you being murdered in it?’ Amy asked, giggling.

‘Uh ... i was being chased by a bunch of boys around the school and they were all naked.’ She told her, walking into the kitchen, feeling so guilty about what she had done with her dog.

‘Yuk, spotty teenagers with small dicks, you poor thing.’

Trudy could still feel Sam’s stuff running down her legs and couldn’t risk Amy seeing it, she had to get some panties on: ‘Exactly, put the kettle on while I go to the loo, please.’

Trudy ran upstairs to the bedroom and grabbed a pair, Sam bounding after her, his keen nose smelling her and wanting another taste. As she tried to put on her panties, Sam was there, his nose diving between her legs and making her fall onto the bed, her panties only halfway on. Sam began to lick her, his long tongue cleaning up the mess that was leaking from her.

‘Oh Sam, no, not now, please.’ She begged, quietly.

But Sam was insistent, enjoying her taste. Her panties were in his way, again, so he took them in his mouth and pulled, easily ripping them just like the last pair. Trudy couldn’t believe it, he was giving her oral while her best friend was just down the stairs.

‘You alright up there?’ Amy called.

‘Yes ... fine, I’ll be down in a second.’ She called back, her legs now spread wide.

Sam was now licking inside her, making her moan softly, her body reacting to his wonderful tongue. But she knew she had to stop him or Amy would hear and come up and that would be a disaster. She made a determined effort to roll off the bed, catching Sam off-guard, allowing her to run to the stairs. Sam followed but she was too quick, getting to the kitchen table and sitting down, minus her panties still.