Chapter 4

"Ohhhhhh!" Elaine cried out in fear as she felt the animal's hot, heavy breath blow through her wiry cunt hairs. He hadn't touched her yet, but she could feel his breath against her trembling thighs. Suddenly the blonde felt something cold and wet press against her right snatch-lip. She knew it was the animal's pointed snout, and screamed out in horror.

"That's it, babe! Cry it out like you really mean it," Peter said loudly.

Elaine choked down the sobs, refusing to give the fat man any more satisfaction - Her horror and disgust were just another turn- on to him and the rest of the crowd. They might have forced her into this degrading act. But she wasn't going to give them more not if she could help it.

"Come on, boy, come on," the handler urged from behind.

The Shepherd looked confused. Obviously Elaine wasn't a willing participant - Still, there were his master's orders and Elaine's inviting pussy wriggling only a few inches away from his snout. The blonde lowered her head and looked between her tremendous tits that scraped against the living room carpeting. She saw the large, muscular Shepherd staring back at her. His hairy balls twitched nervously in their pouch, jiggling with each jerk his cock made. Elaine saw that his long dick was about halfway unsheathed - Its smooth, glistening, dark-red surface throbbed with lust as she felt the dog's increasingly heavy breath against her ass.

"OOOOHHHH, MY GODDDD!" Elaine cried out, pulling her head up and closing her eyes tightly. This couldn't be happening! It couldn't be! How could she have gotten involved in something like this? It wasn't possible! She'd wake up in a second in her own bed and. "AIYEEEEEE! AAAAHHHHH! NO! NO! NOOOOOOO!" Elaine cried out as she felt something hot and wet slurp up her box. It was the Shepherd's tongue, sliding tip and down her exposed pussy- lips as his nose burrowed gently into the crack between her ass- checks. Elaine felt goose-bumps spring out all over her body as the dog's tongue sank deeper and deeper into her gradually parting slash. She could feel the dog's steamy spittle oozing into her protesting pussy as the crowd started cheering and commenting on the scene.

"You think she's enjoying it?" the blonde asked, giggling to one of the senators.

"Her friend digs it. Why not this one?" someone else answered as Elaine felt the Shepherd lick faster and more steadily at her twat.

"STOP! STOP IT! STOPPPPPP!" Elaine cried over and over as she felt King's tongue lick her twitching twat-lips. Gradually Elaine felt his thick, pointed tongue slide farther and farther into her snatch, shooting up until it finally touched her clit.

"UNNNNG! UNNNGHHHHHH!" the woman growled deep in her throat. But something strange was happening to Elaine. The act still disgusted her, there was no doubt about that. Being tied to a piece of furniture, stripped naked, then forced to commit an act of bestiality in front of a group of complete strangers was the height of humiliation. But the booze, the frustration of not finding Sam at the party, and something perverse in her own nature that she'd never suspected site had before was working a change in her.

Elaine hated to admit it, but she was gradually beginning to respond to the animal's cunt-licking. It was as if she were transported into another world a world where normal morals didn't exist any more. She was a completely different person, separated from the old Elaine Schaff on planet Earth. Her moans of horror and disgust were getting softer and softer as she felt a growing heat and tightness start to take over her cunt.

"Hey, she's starting to like it," the blonde hooker said, honestly surprised at Elaine's reaction.

"Told you. These Washington office girls'll take on anything, once they get in the mood," Peter said sarcastically.

But Elaine didn't hear or care what anyone said. She was beginning to moan now but this time in pleasure. She didn't have to have her hands tied down any more. She wanted that dog almost as badly as she had wanted Sam a few nights before.

Elaine knew it was sick. But she didn't care any more. Only her cunt mattered, and this dog was going to take care of it for her.

"That's it, boy," the handler said as the dog growled low and deep in his throat.

"OHHHHHHH!" Elaine responded as she felt the scalding pressure of King's powerful tongue. It peeled her cunt-lips apart, then gave one wet lick across her clit. Elaine bit her bottom lip until she drew blood. She sucked in a ragged breath as she felt bolts of hot pleasure ripple across her fiat, heaving belly. As the murmur of the crowd increased, Elaine sobbed out loud, rolling her firm ass from side to side. King grunted with excitement and lunged again at the tender pussy-lips.

"AhhhhhGgggggnngggg! Elaine moaned. King seemed to go crazy with passion. He rubbed his long, pointed snout up and down against her slick pussy folds. Elaine shook her head from side to side, whipping her wrists with her long hair. Then she bent her head down again, peering through the space between her dangling jugs. The blonde could see that her own hot snatch juice was setting down the fur around King's mouth. His black nostrils glistened with it. His dark-pink tongue laved sloppily over her cunt, parting her hot lips, then laving her clit again and again with its smooth, wet surface.

"OHHHHHH! OHHHHHH! OHHHHHH!" The big blonde moaned shamelessly over and over until she sounded like an air-raid siren. Then suddenly Elaine came to her senses. What was happening wasn't beautiful. It wasn't lovely. It was horrible, perverted, sick! A shock of disgust ran through her body.

"Help! HELP! OHHH, GOD, HELP!" Elaine screamed at the top of her lungs. She couldn't let all these people have fun this way. King jumped back, surprised at her sudden change in attitude. "Back, boy," the handler ordered. "NOOOOOO!" Elaine continued to scream, kicking out at the yipping animal with her right leg. She wasn't going to let anything in her pussy again that night. Elaine moved her legs back, lying flat on the rug. There was no way the Shepherd could get at her cunt now.

"Hold up her legs, damn it," Peter said in disgust.

Elaine felt herself being forced back into a crouching position. She fought and screamed with every ounce of strength she had. But the other were too powerful for her. In seconds she was back in her old crouching position. He didn't take the dog too long to get back into the spirit of things. King was back to Elaine's exposed cunt again, pushing part of his black muzzle into the slit of her pussy. The blonde ground her teeth together, trying to fight down the heavy, hot feeling that glowed around her throbbing clit. But it was impossible. That last struggle was the final shred of respectability that stayed with her. Though Elaine was to wonder about how she could do something like this, she wasn't going to fight it any more tonight.

"Uhhhhhh," the blonde moaned as the pulses in her cunt grew stronger. She rocked her hips back and forth slowly as the animal continued to slobber at her twat. The gentle, slick friction of her inner cuntal membranes rubbing against her partly hooded clit- tip combined with the Shepherd's slopping was making her eyes glaze over and fall out of focus. Elaine was genuinely becoming excited and shooting toward orgasm because of a dog. She couldn't believe it! Elaine Schaff, star student at UCLA, respected Washington secretary, coming with a German Shepherd!

"What are you doing?" the handler asked Peter as he walked quickly up to Elaine.

"Can't take this," he gasped, reaching down and unzipping his fly.

"OHHHH! OHHHH! OHHHH!" Elaine cried over and over as the old fat man pulled out his stubby prick and peeled back the yellowish foreskin.

"Suck this, baby. Suck it like your friend's sucking in the next room," Peter said in a low, husky voice as he moved in front of her and bent his knees slightly. Elaine opened her eyes and saw a fat, little cock stiffening gradually in front of her nose. She could smell the stuffy, acrid odour of Peter's crotch, a smell that normally would've made her throw up. But her snatch was turning into a forest fire. The dog had made her so horny she would have sucked King Kong's furry dick. She dug her fingernails into her palms excitedly as ripples of unspeakable pleasure rippled tip and down her sides. The blonde could feel rivers of spittle from the animal's mouth mixed with her own leaking juice oozing down her thighs. Elaine's trembling knees almost gave way as she cried and whimpered with delight. When King's thick, sandy tongue swept over her completely unsheathed clit this time, the woman felt electric sparks sputter across her wet, puffy labes. Her mouth dropped open in surprise and a howl of pleasure shot out from between her lips. Her knees snapped together as wave after wave of pre-orgasmic contractions blasted her juicy box.

"MMMMGFFFF!" Elaine cried out as Peter's cock shot in between her lips like a fired torpedo. She didn't mind what he did to her any more. The blonde pretended that it was Sam's cock throbbing and twitching between her puffed-out cheeks. She dug the tip of her tongue into his piss-slit, digging out drop after drop of pre- come as King kept slurping at her snatch. His tongue drove up and down her cuntal crevice relentlessly.

"Ummm!" Elaine cooed. Her clit burned from the steady lapping friction. She was gasping and babbling now like a crazy woman. Drool leaked from the right comer of her mouth as her pussy spasmed and as her head bobbed up and down on the senator's dick. As Peter moaned almost as loudly as she was, Elaine moved her ass up and let it fall back again. Up and back, up and back, faster and faster as she found herself caught up in this doggie scene. She twisted her thighs to one side now so that King's long, sharp teeth brushed gently against one cunt-lip. Then Elaine hunched down to give him her clit again.

"UMMMM! UMMMMMMM!" Elaine groaned. She didn't care about anything any more. She could have died right then and there and it wouldn't matter. The whole room disappeared in a beautiful kaleidoscope of bright colours. All Elaine could hear was the gentle slurping of King's tongue burrowing deeper into her sucking pussy and Peter's groans of delight.

Suddenly, King brushed over her cunt and licked her tight asshole. Elaine frantically wriggled her ass and moved it up so that the Shepherd would have a better shot at her pussy-lips. The Shepherd's tongue found the hot spot again and he moved forward slightly, probing deeper and deeper with his powerful tongue. Elaine groaned as she felt her cunt-walls spasm. She could feel those pussy muscles trying quivering to grab at the dog's long, pointed black nose. Elaine felt her body quivering wildly as she teetered on the brink of climax. She wanted to drag this out as long as she could. The blonde wanted to feel herself swaying deliciously back and forth on the fence of coming as long as possible. The unspeakably powerful orgasmic tingle was driving her higher up the pleasure scale than she'd ever been before. Her trembling fingers grabbed desperately at the long green shag piling of the rug as she tried to keep herself fastened to the floor. She felt herself about to shoot through the ceiling with climax.