KENNEL BITCH, Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

KENNEL BITCH, Chapter 1

... were just freshly produced. Tammy broke the silence. “So, Mr. Bookie, I don’t even know your real name. I’m assuming you have one. Time to cut through the crap. It’s just like cock, a limp one is meaning less, a limp one is wish-e-washy, but a solid rock hard cock does the talking. What is it exactly that your are proposing?”

“Jon, your wife is amazing. She’s gorgeous, built to be the envy of other women, and has a mind for business,” the bookie said. He decided it was time to put his cards on the table. “Ok Tammy, you want the bold facts. Here they are. I want you to train my dogs. You already know what I expect of them. They need to know how to take control of a female’s body. And make it their new bitch. With no horsing around. They need to know how to find her fuck holes. Both of them. And if the dog is lucky, I will have already removed that special butt plug. I’m sure you remember that. And he’ll find a nice tight asshole to drive his cock into.” He paused a moment, then spoke. “You know, that’s usually the time during their performance. That they really start to hate my guts. Just like how you reacted to me Tammy. I’ll never forget the look in your eyes when that Great Dane forced his massive cock up your ass. And for obvious reasons, the smaller, more petite little gals. Really hate my guts when I remove that butt plug. Most of my dogs weigh 50-75 pounds more than they do. In some cases, maybe more. I’d be willing to bet those little gals think those extra pounds ...

... are all cock and knot. Judging by the way they scream. But in all honesty, about half of those little gals. Eventually submit to their fate. And start to actually enjoy their anal organisms.”

“I’m glad you brought that up. That butt plug,” said Tammy. “Do you always remove that plug? For every gal?” He replies, “No, not every time. You see I have to make a judgment call. If I feel the girl is too small. You know, too small of a frame or body stature to take in the ass. I’ll leave it in. I can’t take the chance of severely hurting my bitches. But anal sex brings in more money. All my clients know, that if the show goes too anal. They automatically know, they will be billed an extra charge for that. But none mind at all. They all love it.”

Tammy’s hunch was dead right. He wants her to train his sex crazed pack of dogs. All those dog cocks, she thought. For me to enjoy and be used by. Day after day, it would be like a continuous doggy gang bang. With no end in site. And she’d be the center of attention, their bitch. Too fuck as many times over. Tammy’s mind was now going in all directions at once. Just thinking about it. Unconsciously, her pussy and asshole were sending their own messages to her brain. As she started to squirm and grind her butt into the seat cushion.

The bookie spoke up, “Well Tammy, judging by the amount of squirming you're doing. I’d say you’re seriously thinking about my offer.” She replied, “I guess I can’t hide it. But yes, I’m considering your ...