Learning My Place As a Dogsitter - Sex Stories

Learning My Place As a Dogsitter

... to dry myself. My brown legs tremble as I dry my buttcrack and I notice sharp red lines around my hips. The terrible realization dawns on me. It’s still in my colon. Zeus stretched it to the breaking point and shoved it deep into my guts with his meat. The cold toilet seat chills my thighs as I shit out cum covered, purple fabric followed by the dump Zeus pushed up into me. Wincing, I wipe and flush without looking. With that the ordeal is over, one final shit on a shit night. Beyond shit. I was raped by two fucking dogs.

The hallway is empty as I peer around the bathroom door and then go as fast as my sore glutes will take me to the bedroom. I lay on the bed and dreams take me in minutes.

Birds wake me to the sun streaming in through lightly curtained windows. My heart races with fear.

“I’m okay,” I say out loud to no one.

No one answers, as expected. The house is otherwise quiet, but I know they’re down there, waiting for me. I said I would care for them, but how can I now? My ass is sore, though not searing like last night. I get up and put some clothes on.

“Fuck.”

I open the door and creep through to the stairs. All is normal, nothing is happening to suggest otherwise. When I get to the bottom, Zeus and Mars are looking at me from the door.

“I’m okay,” I say again.

I keep my backside to the wall as I make my way over to them and open the door. Without a second of hesitation they shoot out the door into the back yard and I slam the door behind ...

... them. I find my glasses by the coffee table, dirty but intact. The mess from the my rape is all over the floor and I know I have to clean it up. The mop quickly removes the evidence, like it never happened. My asshole disagrees.

I’m starving. Having lost my dinner I could eat a ton. Eggs crackle and pancakes sizzle on the pan, cooking is a happy place. I try not to notice the dull throb from my abused hole while I move about the kitchen. When it’s all ready I eat in a blur, sucking up food like I’ve never had it in my life. It’s more delicious than anything I’ve ever had.

A scratching at the door rips me from my ambrosia.

It takes everything I have to let them in, but I told the Beech’s that I would take care of them, they trusted me and it’s not their fault. It occurs to me that it’s mine, I shouldn’t have had a dripping pussy in their house like a whore. My eyes well up again.

The dogs go to their food bowls and I feed them from the big tub. I grab some snacks and run away while they eat. The rest of the day is in the bedroom. I surf the internet and try not to think about last night. Soon, the sun is going down, sprinkling the sky outside my window with brilliant summer colors. My stomach growls and I know I have to leave the safety of the room. It wasn’t so bad this morning, but I’m scared nonetheless.

They’re looking at me again when I get downstairs. Zeus cocks his head to the side. I keep my front to them as I move into the kitchen, probably soup again ...