Bethany – Chapter One: Meet Cute? Meet Duke. - Sex Stories

Bethany – Chapter One: Meet Cute? Meet Duke.

... skirt fell open, it revealed a black lace garter holding up her stockings, and a tiny little thong barely covering her bare lips. Snip. Michael left the garter and stockings, but removed the shredded remains of the skirt, halter, and the poor excuse for underwear. Tossing those aside, he ran his hands over Bethany’s ass and back, feeling her body as if inspecting it.

“Don’t worry,” he said, “you and I have a few days together before you go back to work. Though I suspect your role around the office will change.” He laughed cruelly as he moved to stand in front of her, “But we have to make you slightly more… compliant. Can’t have you biting or being wild.” He sat back down on the couch, admiring the exposed woman in front of him. “And besides, I need to reward Duke for being such a good accomplice.” He smiled again and hollered for his dog. Bethany could feel as well as hear the hundred- and thirty-pound dog come bounding into the room. This time, Duke ran straight for Bethany sniffing her all over. As he sniffed around her crotch, he zeroed in on the warm lips Michael had exposed. Bethany began to struggle, wriggling and squirming to get away from the overly attentive dog. This only proceeded to excite Duke further and he continued to sniff around, his tongue darting out to lick the cunt lips in front of him. Bethany began to shriek hysterically as Duke found he enjoyed the flavour and began to lick enthusiastically at her tight little snatch.

“Shhh…. We can’t have you ...

... upsetting Duke now, can we?” Michael said, leaving he perch on the couch and kneeling in front of Bethany, “why don’t we quiet you down while he enjoys his well-earned treat?” As he spoke, his hands worked at the front of his pants, his cock hanging loose and limp before Bethany’s face. Her eyes grew wide when she realized that the seven inches in front of her was still soft. She prayed he was more of a shower than a grower as he gripped her hair again and pulled her head up to look at him.

“The gag stays in until I am certain you won’t bite me,” and with that, placed his semi-flaccid cock in her mouth. At least he was clean as she began to taste the heady flavour of his cock. This was not how she wanted to be intimate with him, with a dog licking her pussy and him forcing himself in her mouth with a ring gang on. “Lick!” Michael command her, slapping her face with a little more force than she expected, the sting of his hand enough to reconfirm how helpless she truly was. She began to move her tongue around the slowly hardening member in her mouth. Taking deep breaths through her nose, she tried to focus on the man in front of her, rather than what the dog was doing behind her.

Duke had very thoroughly taken to licking her pussy and asshole, often trying to shove his whole nose up her cunt. Every time he tried, Bethany would start to squeal. This resulted in Michael pushing his hips forward and pinching her nose for a few seconds until she quieted down. Michael had grown ...