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Puppy Play and Breeding
Laura’s husband had a vasectomy years ago, they both decided on a whim to try for another child before the birthing clock stops ticking. Laura began her period of ovulation, so her Master has lent for a weekend with Mistress Allicia and her four male slaves.
This is an exert from Laura’s latest book of personal experiences which she is currently writing and is still in its unfinished form. Please enjoy.
Let’s get the bitch ready – on heat and ready to breed.
Whilst I lay like a limp rag doll in the timber frame, Mistress and Boi began releasing me from the many Velcro straps holding my naked body.
Even after all the straps were undone, I still lay over the top of this timber frame, feeling limp and exhausted. I didn’t move until Boi picked me up and carried me in his big arms back to my bedroom.
He laid me on top of my bed. Laying in a pile on top of the bed were various black leather items and a thing that looked like some harness. He began slipping my arms into these long leather sleeves, which contained several buckles halfway down the length and things that looked like mitts on the end. The sleeves covered almost my entire arm, just short of the armpit. The mitts were shaped in a way that made them look like dog paws. Boi started with my left arm. Once the leather arm sleeve was in position, it had an internal pad that covered and protected the elbow. When my hands were inside the ends, I had no use of my fingers. They only allowed me to keep my fingers clenched into a fist. When the straps were buckled up above and below the elbow, my elbow was kept at a fixed angle. The arm sleeve didn’t allow me to either straighten my arm or bend it completely. As soon as he was finished with the left arm, he did the same thing to the right arm.
He took a larger but similar-looking thing off the bed. It was also made of black leather, with various buckles and an internal knee pad halfway down its length. At the end, there were larger foot-shaped mitts representing dog paws. They looked like big slippers with a dog paw print on the sole.
He began slipping black leather leg sleeves over my left leg. These were the correct size. My foot fit perfectly into the sizeable paw-like mitten at the end. Before doing anything else, he slipped another one over my right leg. Boi helped me onto my feet, so I stood with my two legs together. He pulled and tugged on each leg sleeve, making sure they were both up as high as they could go. I wriggled each of my toes inside the ends to make sure my feet were in as far as they were supposed to go. The leg sleeves covered my entire legs up to three- quarters of each thigh.
Boi then took a wide, heavy-duty waist strap off the bed and buckled it around my waist.
With the big buckle at the front of my body, a smaller leather strap dangled down each side of my hips.
He buckled these to loops attached to the thicker band of the leg sleeves. I thought that these must stop the leg sleeves from slipping down my thighs. He bent down and adjusted the position of each knee pad so that each one was in the correct position.
He took hold of my arm and said, “Get down on your hands and knees”.
As I lowered myself, Boi assisted me into the correct position. Once down, he adjusted my position, making sure my knees were spread apart and located in the padded integral cups, my arms and back in the correct position. When he thought everything was correct, he began to buckle the various Velcro and leather straps above and below my knees. When these were finally tightened, my knees were securely locked into the padded cups, which not only protected my knees, making them exceptionally comfortable, but also prevented me from straightening my legs. Boi tested his strapping by getting me to try to straighten each leg. I could only bend the knee joint but not straighten my leg any more than about ninety degrees.
Boi then joined the respective knee and elbow together with a length of stainless-steel chain measuring about 400mm or so.
Just then, Mistress walked into the room holding several things in her arms. “Oh my! You have done well, Boi, in getting the weekend bitch ready”, she said excitedly.
“Thank you, Mistress”, Boi replied.
Boi continued getting me ready. He adjusted the two straps that passed down the outside of each hip from the waistband to the leg sleeve. He pulled each strap up tight so that the curve of my hips prevented me from bringing my knees closer together.
These straps made it more comfortable to spread my knees wider apart. If I tried to bring them closer, something sharp on each strap dug into the side of my hips and caused pain.
After placing everything on the bed, Mistress grabbed a wide black leather studded collar and held it to my face. It was at least 50mm wide with four rows of short chrome studs around the circumference. Not only that, attached by a slip ring, it also had a hefty pink coloured tag shaped like a bone with my name inscribed in big black letters.
“You have got to love this personalised collar, Laura. It suits you. Wait, by the time Boi and I are finished, you will be the cutest-looking puppy on the planet,” Mistress said.
Next, she picked up a leather mask in the shape of a dog’s nose and muzzle, which included a pair of ears and an internal ball gag.
She held it in front of my face and said, “Don’t you think this is cute? It’s going to go well with your black hair. However, it also comes with an internal ball gag, which I am going to remove. But, if I hear anything from you more than a woof or a whimper, this gag will go back in for the rest of the weekend” “Do you understand!”.
Without saying a word, I nodded my head in acknowledgement.
Mistress buckled the studded collar around my neck and made sure it was relatively tight, with the pink tag dangling at the front. She made sure the collar was firm, not enough to choke me when I maintained my current posture but enough to constantly remind me that it was there and could cause an issue if I bent my neck too far.
She then placed the leather muzzle over my chin and nose and buckled up the main strap behind my head. Another strap held the two ears in place, which passed over the top of my head and linked with the main strap around my head. The muzzle completely covered my chin, mouth, and nose. It was in the shape of a dog’s muzzle, with small holes over it to allow me to breathe.
Mistress then picked up a black solid butt plug off the bed. It was made from either black silicone or rubber and was around thirty-five millimetres in diameter, with an upcurved tail around one hundred and twenty-five millimetres in length. She placed the butt plug to my lips and said, “Here, you better spit on this so it doesn’t hurt so much as it penetrates your arse.”
I covered the butt plug with as much saliva as I could in the brief opportunity presented. Mistress pushed the bulbous end into my sphincter and began wriggling it. At first, it felt like my sphincter muscles were fighting against it. But eventually, they relaxed enough to spread open, taking the plug inside. As the muscles stretched open, I let out a loud moan, almost a scream through the muzzle.
“What did I just tell you about making noises?” she boomed.
I quickly made whimpering noises but couldn’t stop the loud panting as the pain in my sphincter muscles slowly dissipated.
Once the butt plug was in through my sphincter, the muscles closed tightly around the stem of the plug as if taking tight possession of it.
She took a length of chain and attached one end to the back of my collar, and the other end to the butt plug somehow. The chain was tight, and the moment I bent my head down, it pulled the butt plug, causing pain. It forced me to keep my head up and alert.
Mistress went and got a mirror, held it up to me, and said, “Aww, who’s the cutest puppy now?”
I looked like a dog that had been humanised. My posture was straight because of the collar and the arm sleeves, which kept my arms in a fixed position. The stiff, black, uncurled tail attached to the butt plug made it look like I was offering myself to anyone who wanted.
I leant forward, placing my elbows on the floor to give my arms a rest; my arse and pussy were pointing up and fully accessible. Doggy style, I thought to myself.
Mistress ran her fingers over my bald pussy as if to remind me how accessible I was. I was now horny again; the preparation, as well as the anxiety of not knowing exactly what was about to happen, was making me aroused. I looked incredibly sexy in the mirror, but at the same token, I felt extremely vulnerable.
She produced a small jar with bright red contents and showed me. “You see this? This is coloured with food dye. I am going to rub this over your vulva, so it stains your skin, giving the impression you are on heat.”
Mistress took the lid off the jar and, with a gloved hand, began massaging the red-coloured stuff over my vulva. I was so aroused by now; I was starting to instinctively push back against her hand as she massaged the area. “I am beginning to think that you are on heat, by the puffiness of your Vulva and how red the entrance of your vagina is from arousal. You are such a horny little slut, my dear little dog”, Mistress said affectionately.
She kept rubbing the area with whatever was in the red concoction. Eventually, she stopped and wiped away the excess.
“What do you think Boi?” Mistress asked.
“I think it’s perfect Mistress. The red colour accentuates her swollen and puffed-up pussy, making it look much more pronounced”, Boi replied after giving me a close examination from behind.
“Okay, I think it’s time for this little bitch to get bred by the big dogs. I know they have lots and lots of hot sperm saved up, just waiting to fill your womb. You’ll be pleased to know they all come from pedigree stock. One is a Lawyer, another a Surgeon, and the last one is an engineer”. “Come along, little dog”, Mistress said excitedly.
Puppy Play – Real Life Breeding, preparation.
She attached a leash to the collar and began slowly walking me out of the bedroom. I fumbled at first, but I quickly learned that if I moved the knee and arm on the same side in unison, I could walk in a clunky way. With each movement I took, I felt the chain pull the butt plug, and if my knees got too close together, something sharp pricked me on the sides of the hips to remind me they needed to be wider apart.
Slowly, Mistress and I made our way through the house. It was the first time I felt like a dog; the mask with muzzle and ears made me look like one.
I was led into a room that I had never seen before. In the centre of the room was a steel cage measuring about two metres square and two metres tall. It was made from heavy steel vertical bars with three horizontal bars joining the others together. On one side of the cage was a small round opening. The top half of the opening could be lifted, which I presume was to hold a person’s head in position. There was an upright post at this opening, which had several attachment points. The main door to this cage was on the wall opposite the smaller opening.
The room was mirrored around three walls to a height of about two metres. It was the first thing I noticed when entering the room because I couldn’t help not seeing myself, the humanised dog being led into the room.
The three men were each wearing a similar leather dog mask with a muzzle and attached ears. They also had their hands secured into mittens, preventing them from using their fingers. All three of them had been released from the chastity device, each one wearing a stainless-steel cock ring around his cock and balls, which was making their hard cocks even more erect and more rigid than usual. They were kneeling in a way that made them look like they were dogs begging.
Each of the men was also wearing a studded leather collar like mine but without any name tag. A chain secured their collars to an attach point mounted behind them on the wall. As Mistress led me into the room, the eyes of the chained-up me locked onto me.
“Gentlemen, meet Laura. She is your new breeding bitch. I believe she is ready to have some puppies of her own. I want all of you to try and impregnate her uterus with your hot sperm. I want that egg fertilised. I have prepared her body well for you, and it’s up to you to do the rest”, Mistress said.
The moment she finished speaking, the three men excitedly jumped up and down and barked or howled like dogs. They were genuinely getting into the role of being dogs, even to the point of pulling against the chain that attached each one of them to the wall.
“Oh, good boys. You’re all so excited, aren't we? You're excited to play with your new girlfriend. But not without me letting every one of you get a closer look,” Mistress said, smiling.
This brought another wave of howling and barking as they desperately pulled against their chains and excitedly bounced around like real dogs.
“Sit and be quiet!” Mistress yelled.
The three men all went quiet and quickly sat, kneeling upright with their arms straight, waiting in anticipation.
Mistress tugged on my chain and instructed,” Turn around, little bitch, show the good dogs how aroused your puppy pussy is.”
I turned around slowly so my bare arse and pussy faced the men. I made sure my knees were wide apart, and I leaned down, so I was resting on my elbows.
“Oh, good girl. Gentlemen, look at this beautiful bitch; you can see that she is in season and ready to be fucked and bred by each of you”, Mistress said, smacking me on my arse cheeks several times.
Mistress tugged at my leash again, wanting me to move along and show the next man in the row.
I repeated the same thing with the following two men. For some reason, this aroused me to an entirely new level. One of them reacted much more enthusiastically than all the rest. He was also the man with the longest cock.
I couldn’t help noticing that all three men had hard cocks. The stainless-steel cock rings, which were squeezing their balls and cocks tightly together, were having a definite physical effect. Their cocks were all rock-hard.
Mistress Alicia opened the cage door and led me inside to the opposite side. She raised the small sliding trap door and gestured for me to place my head through the hole. The moment my head was through the hole, she lowered the barred trap door, trapping my head.
She then clipped my collar onto the post just below the opening. This was forcing me to keep my head outside the cage as the sliding trap door closed around my collar. I was resting on my elbows and kneeling with my knees wide apart. My arse and pussy were up high, totally accessible to whoever was about to fill me with hot cum.
I felt incredibly helpless, trapped with my head through the side of the cage. Because my head was only about one hundred millimetres above the floor, I could not look up.
As I was getting into position, I noticed a throne-type chair positioned directly in front of my head, which I assume is for Mistress to watch the action.
A CCTV camera was mounted on top of the cage to film whatever happens inside the cage.
Mistress closed and locked the cage and began walking around the room carrying two handheld devices. One was a long electric wand that delivered an electric shock to whoever she felt needed it, and the other was something I had never seen before. It was long and had a doughnut-shaped loop on the end.
“Okay, boys and girl dogs. You must all be on good behaviour; if you’re not, then this is what’s going to happen to you”, she said, reaching in through the cage to tap the end of the wand on the back of my right leg close to my pussy.
It made an instant zapping noise; the intense electric shock made my entire body flinch uncontrollably. I let out a loud whimpering sound through the muzzle as it took a while for the pain to subside.
Mistress then picked out one of the men and touched the wand near the base of his cock. The zap seemed louder, making him flinch violently, only to be stopped by the chain attached to the wall.
“Aww, your poor cock has got scared and shrunk back to its pathetic little flaccid state. Here, let me fix that for you”, she told him.
She turned on the long wand with the ring at the end, making it come to life with a loud buzzing noise. She placed the vibrating doughnut ring over the guy’s cock, and in no time at all, it came back to life again, just as hard as it was before. It was her version of a fluffing tool to keep the men’s cocks hard in the event they lose the erection.
As the vibrator buzzed away, the guy began to whimper; he must have been getting close to ejaculating; he was on the edge in no time at all.
Mistress started laughing and said, “I’m warning you not to cum; I need you to fill that bitch in that cage.”
The moment the guy started howling loudly like a dog, Mistress quickly turned off the vibrator.
Mistress went behind the big chair and picked up a five-metre-long length of black rope with a snap clip on one end. She threw the rope with the clip on the end over the top of the cage. She entered the cage and threaded the roped over the overhead bars of the cage to make sure the clip was dangling down directly above my arse.
The other end of the rope was hanging down over the front side of the cage, close to my head but within reach of her chair.
“Okay, I think it’s time to get this show on the road before Laura bitch stops ovulating”, she said excitedly.
Let the breeding beginLet the breeding begin
Mistress released the chain from one of the men’s collars and dragged him harshly into the cage. I could hear him whimpering as Mistress rough-handled him into position behind me.
He rested his mitten-covered fists on my back. I could feel his thighs touching the backs of my legs, and his hard cock was pointing down between my legs with its stiff shaft resting against my swollen clit.
Mistress Alicia clipped the rope hanging down from the top of the cage onto his collar. “Stay!” she said. “Not yet,” she continued.
I was horny as hell, knowing someone with a hard cock was about to fuck me. I started wriggling my hips slightly as if inviting him inside me.
Mistress sat down on her chair and pulled the rope tight. I heard the guy behind me let out a slight choking noise accompanied by a yelp.
“Good boy, you may start to fuck the bitch, but slowly”, she instructed him.
He pulled back slightly, moving his body around to get the head of his cock at the entrance of my pussy. I was wet with anticipation. He was nearly on target; I was trying to move slightly to help him get it inside me. I felt the hard bulbous head pressing between my labia; a moment later, I gasped loudly as it entered my vagina about thirty or so millimetres.
The only lubrication I had was my own, and because of the amount of sex in recent days, I wasn’t as wet as I first thought. I was dry, considering the use my pussy had received in the last couple of days. Because of his dog muzzle and the mittens covering his hands, he couldn’t even use his saliva to help with the situation.
“What’s wrong with you, dog? Can’t you get it in her tight little hole?” Mistress boomed.
He began whimpering for fear of being zapped by the wand. With lots of little thrusting movements, his cock slowly got deeper and deeper as his precum started providing lubrication. With a combination of his precum and the small amount my vagina was producing, there was finally enough for him to start slowly thrusting deep and harder.
I love being fucked slowly; the slower, the better. It provides me with the opportunity to feel every single lump, bump or vein as it passes through the entrance of my vagina.
Every time his cock was in deep to the hilt, I pushed my arse backwards into him a little as if trying to get it deeper inside me.
Now and again, mistress tugged on the rope attached to his collar, making him freeze all thrusting, making him gag a little, only to finish off with some dog-like whimpering when she released the tension.
The more he fucked me, the more cum he leaked and the slipperier my vagina became. At one point, when his cock slowly entered me, I began to orgasm, making my entire body quiver and shake as the orgasm filled my body. This orgasm continued for some time, even as he slowly withdrew again. My pelvic floor muscles clamped his shaft tightly, trying as best they could to clamp his cock, stopping him from withdrawing.
He must have been getting close as Mistress tugged the rope taunt; he hooked his mitten- covered paws around my hips and pulled me tightly into him. He began cumming and cumming, filling my hole deep with copious amounts of hot cum. The feeling of him cumming triggered another orgasm inside me.
“Don’t you dare pull out, dog? I want you to leave your cock deep inside her; I want you to knot her and allow that cum to soak into her uterus”, she instructed him.
The high position of my pussy and the downward angle of my body make it the perfect position to be filled with cum and have it soak deep inside me.
“Bitch Laura, if I see you push any of this cum from your hole today on purpose, I will zap your clitoris directly with this wand until it looks like a burnt crisp”, she shouted.
I whimpered a little to let her know that I heard her.
“Good girl”, she said, stroking my hair gently with her hand.
It was nice being stroked by her; it gave the impression that she was affectionate, even though she can sometimes come across as harsh and demanding.
Mistress held the rope taunt, stopping the guy from thrusting. His cock was still hard and still deep inside me. It was soaking in his cum which there was a lot. The poor guy must have been saving up his cum for weeks.
I was beginning to get the impression that this was the case with the rest of the men as well. Apart from Boi, who filled my stomach, the others had been kept in chastity for quite a while.
I knew Boi was sterile and only shot blanks. That was something that my Master and Mistress Alicia mentioned the last time they visited our house.
But going by what Mistress was telling me, the other three men were perfectly fertile and wanting to breed. It looks like I am the breeding bitch this weekend, the person who could have my uterus impregnated with their sperm to fertilise that lonely egg.
I could feel this guy's cock begin to get flaccid. I tried wriggling my hips into him a little. “Times up, dog, get off that bitch now”, she boomed.
He slowly withdrew, and I felt some of his hot cum dribble out of my hole and down over my clitoris.
Mistress entered the cage and unclipped the rope from his collar. She began to pull him roughly out of the cage and back to the wall where he was initially attached. For a petite lady, she was physically powerful in the way she handled a guy larger in size than her.
Next dose of sperm coming up
She moved over to the next guy along, whose cock was more significant than the first. I am guessing she decided to start with the smallest cock of the three and finish with the big one. The smallest cock was still plenty big enough, the size difference between each of them wasn’t that significant, but it was still something.
The moment she unclipped the chain and attached this second guy to the wall, she yanked his collar incredibly hard, so much so that the poor guy fell over on his side.
“Get up now: you are fucking pathetic creature!” she bellowed. “Get the fuck up, NOW!”.
The guy stumbled back upright to a crouching position, almost like a dog. She grabbed him by his collar and dragged him into the cage, positioning close behind me. She clipped the rope hanging down from the top of the cage onto the loop of his collar.
“Aww, I’m sorry, puppy dog, looks like I scared your cock and it's gone into hiding”, she said, sounding amused.
I could feel him kneeling behind me; his limp cock was resting against my slit. I even tried to wriggle my hips, hoping it would arouse him. I think Mistress Alicia’s actions still shell- shocked him. It seemed to me a simple case of stage fright. If I could have, I would have either slowly wanked or sucked him hard. Sadly, I wasn’t in any situation to make a difference.
Mistress went and got her magic vibrating wand from beside her chair and came back into the cage. She pulled the guy back away and placed the doughnut end over the head of his cock. The moment she turned it on, and the vibrations started, he let out a little whimper.
“There you go, Dog, that should help things—nothing like a good old vibrator to do the trick. Look, look at that; it’s getting bigger by the second”, she said.
In no time at all, his cock was rock hard. I heard her leave the cage, closing the door behind her. His stiff shaft was resting up through the crack of my arse. I began to wriggle my hips slightly. He grabbed me by the sides of the hips and held me tight.
“Okay, Dog, you may now slowly start the seeding. Nice and slow, I want you to push whatever sperm is helplessly swimming in her love canal into whatever hole it can find, then I want you to add yours into the mix”, she instructed him.
He gave a “Woof” noise. He pulled back slightly so his hard cock could slide downwards over my sphincter, and the head began pressing into my slit. After some jiggling, its hard- rounded head pushed its way into my vagina.
I moaned out loud as it spread open the entrance and slowly squelched its way deep into me. Being filled with ejaculate already provided ample lubrication for his long cock.
Suddenly, Mistress reached through the cage bars over the top of me and zapped me on the top of the arse cheeks. My body flinched as I wasn’t expecting that.
“Laura, my darling little bitch, what did I say about making noises earlier? A bitch does not moan; they only whimper, bark, growl, and whine. Choose the appropriate one or be prepared to have that clit of yours zapped”, Mistress warned.
I began whimpering loud enough to please her. In fact, when this guy slowly pushed his long cock into me, I couldn’t help but whimper as I felt every blood-engorged vein along its shaft passing slowly through the entrance of my vagina. I whimpered reasonably loudly as he thrust his cock into me and gasped as he withdrew it even slower.
He held onto my hips tightly to control his speed and to stop me from trying to push back into him. He had expert control of his cock and my body. He stopped me and took control.
As he withdrew his cock, a loud squelching sound could be heard from the trapped cum already filling my body. When he slowly pushed his cock back in, it felt like a hydraulic ram making sure every drop of cum was being forced deep into my uterus.
Fuck I was horny, it didn’t take long before I orgasmed. He must have felt it coming and stopped thrusting and maintained position the moment it arrived. When my pelvic and abdominal muscles finally stopped contracting and relaxing, he recommenced fucking me slowly again.
All I could focus on was the sensation of his cock sliding slowly in and out of my pussy. Even though Mistress was still stoking my hair, all I could think about was being fucked. My head was locked into a round ring and trap door that was built into the wall of the cage, which was only about one hundred and fifty millimetres from the floor. This meant I was forced to rest on my elbows and forearms, with my body’s upper half bent on an angle.
Even if I wanted to stretch my legs out behind and lay flat, I couldn’t because the elbow cuffs were connected to the knee cuffs forcing me to keep my arse sticking up in the air.
This was just how Mistress wanted me, arse and cunt up high, on the maximum angle so the men could fill it with the most amount of cum.
I soon noticed a slight change in rhythm with respect to the thrusting. I had an idea that he must be close to cumming. No one can keep up this slow and control fucking motion without changing the rhythm when you are getting close to cum.
Just the thought of this alone made me more aroused than ever. As a well-trained submissive, I had been taught over a period to orgasm at the same time a man cums. It took a while to get embedded into the psyche, but now it happens automatically. I started off learning to do it whilst sucking cocks. When I finally learnt how to achieve with my mouth, I progressed to being able to do it whilst being fucked as well.
He began to make a grunting noise, which didn’t sound like a noise a dog would make. I was close to orgasm as well when suddenly Mistress pushed the wand in through the side of the cage and zapped the poor guy on the left arse cheek.
The sound of the zap and the solid electrical spark biting into his flesh made his entire body flinch suddenly, and the feeling of his cock shaking inside me instantly triggered my orgasm. The orgasm was intense, and it had been building up for quite a while. It lasted longer than usual, making my entire body quiver and shake; every muscle around my vagina tensed tightly, clamping the guy's cock inside me.
Suddenly, he growled loudly like a dog and filled my pussy with several big loads of ejaculation. He unloaded heaps inside me, each big squirt engulfing my cervix. He was panting heavily, his thrusting stopped with his cock buried deep inside me.
“Don’t pull out!” roared Mistress. “I want your cock and cum to keep soaking in this puppy bitch for a while”.
For some reason, those words triggered another more minor orgasm inside me, one that shook my hips. Fuck I was horny; I started to try and thrust back and forth on his cock. I wanted more; I wanted to be fucked, not just filled with cum.
Mistress reached in through the cage with the wand, zapping me on the arse cheek again. I wasn’t expecting it, and it shocked me, making me pull away. As soon as I did that, the guy's cock, which was beginning to shrink a little, slid out of me, followed by a small load of cum.
“Do worry, dear; I know you must be horny and wanting to be fucked long and hard. Later tonight, you will get your wish. By that stage, these horny dogs will have even more cum for you”, Mistress said.
She opened the cage, grabbed hold of this guy by his collar, and pulled him out. She clipped the chain attached to the wall onto his collar. “STAY!” she told him.
Man Dog, Big Dog – Saving the biggest cock till last.
Mistress then went on the third and last guy in the line. He was the one with the fattest and longest cock of the three. It was nice that she was saving the best for last. I could see precum dripping from the end of his cock. A thin string was stretching its way down towards the floor. There was a small wet patch on the floor where he was kneeling and waiting. This guy must have been saving up his sperm for weeks.
The moment mistress unclipped the chain from his collar, he howled loudly like a wolf. He expressed his excitement, which seemed to make Mistress happy, “Oh, Big dog, you are excited, aren’t you? I bet you can’t wait to fill that little cunt in that cage. Give that bitch every drop you can, I say”.
The moment she mentioned that the guy wearing a puppy mask was even more excited, she led him into the cage and told him sternly, “Sit! Stay!”
I heard him obediently sit like a dog over to one side of the cage. I had no idea what she intended to do.
“Laura, I am going to reposition you in the centre of the cage, so you are lying on your back. It’s to give your knees a rest but also to allow that cum inside you to soak into where it's supposed to go”, she said.
Mistress pulled the rigid butt plug dog tail out of my sphincter. She wriggled it from side to side whilst exerting some rearward force. It felt like my sphincter muscles didn’t want to let go of it. The moment the butt plug was removed, I let out a loud squeal, trying to make it sound like a dog’s yelp. As soon as the plug was out, my sphincter snapped shut again.
She released the steel-barred trap door, which was holding my head through the side of the cage. The moment my head was free, I moved backwards so my entire body was in the cage.
“Without leaking any of that precious cum, I want you to roll over on your back and raise your legs into the air”, Mistress Alicia commanded.
I rolled over onto my back, and with my hands behind my knees, I pulled them back towards my head as much as I could. The moment I was on my back and no longer kneeling, I felt immediate relief in my knees. Kneeling with your head down and arse up for so long whilst being fucked doggy style by two different men was a very uncomfortable position to be in for that period.
Mistress came back into the cage holding a spreader bar with four separate leather cuffs attached in two different sizes.
The pair with the smallest diameter looked like wrist cuffs, and they were attached at the centre of the metal bar, while the larger-diameter pair, which I assumed were ankle cuffs, were attached to metal loops at each end of the bar.
Another metal loop, used for attaching rope or chain, was mounted between the two wrist cuffs at the centre of the metal bar.
I was still wearing the elbow and knee cuffs, which contained pads designed to keep my arms and legs bent so that I crawled like a dog.
Mistress began removing the knee pads. She used her body to support my legs, locking my ankles into the larger-diameter cuffs at each end of the spreader bar. Then, she clipped the rope that dangled from the top of the cage onto the metal loop in the centre of the bar.
Mistress then removed the elbow cuffs, allowing me a chance to straighten my arms finally.
She then released the rope to lower the spreader bar until my arms were within reach of the two wrist cuffs on the spreader bar. I bent the upper half of my body upwards to make it easier for Mistress to lock my wrists into the wrist cuffs.
“Smile at the camera; shame you won’t be able to wave”, Mistress said, pointing upwards at the webcam mounted overhead on the cage.
I was too caught up with what she was doing to me than to worry about who was watching me through that camera.
As soon as my ankles and wrists were locked into the cuffs, she adjusted the rope, so my body was back flat on the floor. Mistress tied off the rope so that my arse was raised slightly off the cage floor, which forced my knees wide apart. This also meant that my arsehole and pussy were totally accessible for anyone to do whatever they wanted.
I may have been made to look like a dog with the dog mask and ears, not to mention the mitts covering the hands and the oversized things on my feet resembling paws. Still, at this very moment, I felt like a tortoise lying upside down, arms and legs in the air, helpless and about to be totally fucked.
When Mistress was finally satisfied with her bondage work, she left the cage and locked the cage door behind her. I was now alone in the cage with the man she named “Big Dog”.
I looked at him, and he was kneeling with his arms straight. He was staring intently at me, his gaze not shifting. His hard cock was pulsating and twitching between his legs, and he was ready to pounce at a moment's notice. It felt so intimidating.
He let out a howl, and Mistress suddenly shouted, “STAY!” “Don’t you move, or you will be punished!”
“I want you to wait a few more minutes whilst all that cum inside Laura’s cunt has a chance to trickle back deeper into her love canal”, she told him.
“Don’t worry, Big Dog, you’ll get your chance. I want you to fill Laura’s tight pussy with loads and loads of sperm”, she said, smiling.
Mistress left the room for a moment. I glanced at Big Dog; he kept his gaze fixed on me. His steely blue eyes seem to pierce straight through me. Not only was he the most well- endowed out of all the slaves that Mistress had in her house, but he also had the most athletic body. His arms and legs were ripped with muscles. His abdomen was ripped with muscles like a twelve-pack. His body was so fucking sexy, and I was helpless in restraints with no way of touching it.
His poise and intent stare made me a little nervous. He was strong, and I worried if he was going to be too aggressive. The leather mask, making him look like a dog, hid a lot of his face, making it hard for me to judge his character or demeanour.
As time went on, I began to relax, and I knew in the back of my mind that Mistress would have punished him if he did anything wrong.
Since having my ankles and wrists locked together onto the same spreader bar and raised into the air, the vulnerability and anxiety were making me so fucking aroused the longer we waited. My clitoris was swollen and throbbing, aching to get this muscular man on top of me and his cock buried as deep as it could go.
I felt sure he was thinking the same thing. I looked at him and thrust my hips up and down. I did it to tease him, showing him that I wanted his hard cock inside me. He knew I was turned on; he could tell I was desperate to fucked hard and deep. The more I thrust my cunt up and down whilst looking at him, the more his erect cock dribbled precum onto the floor.
I hate seeing waste like that, wishing I could wrap my lips around the end of his cock and swallow every drop of precum I could suck from him.
I was becoming more and more desperate to be fucked. I started whimpering loudly like a whining puppy bitch, hoping that Mistress would respond and let this guy at me.
Not only was I aroused from seeing his beautiful body and knowing what was coming my way, but I was also aroused from my helpless situation.
The guy began letting out long, loud howls like a wolf. I started whimpering as loudly as I could, just like a puppy.
Moments later, which was beginning to feel like an eternity, Mistress walked back into the room. She could sense the sexual energy that was building inside this cage between the two of us.
“For fuck’s sake, you two!” she exclaimed, sighing loudly.
“Okay, Dog, you can fuck the bitch now!” she commanded loudly.
Without hesitation, the guy quickly positioned himself between my legs. He grabbed hold of the spreader bar and forced it backwards further in the direction of my head, causing my arse and pussy to lift higher off the floor.
He shuffled on his knees into position and started pushing the precum-covered cock into my well-lubricated slit.
I closed my eyes as I felt the entrance of my vagina begin to stretch open to accommodate its size. I moaned loudly, but then, after realising I didn’t sound like a dog, I quickly turned that into a loud yelp so as not to be zapped by the wand that Mistress was so keen to use.
My pussy eventually relaxed enough and stretched open to allow his cock to slide effortlessly into me. The accumulated cum provided adequate lubrication for his long and thick cock.
He penetrated me slowly, not stopping until the total length and girth of his cock was deep inside me. It certainly made its presence felt as it filled every available amount of space and stretched everything much more than usual.
He began to withdraw; I felt every bump and lump that ran along its blood-engorged shaft as it passed through the entrance of my vagina. He withdrew his cock only far enough that the rim of the head was pulling against the underside of my Labia. I was tight, and the girth of his cock was such that I could feel every millimetre of it.
In no time at all, I orgasmed violently, making my entire body shake and pull hard against the restraints. I couldn’t help but moan loudly. Even though I didn’t sound anything like a dog, Mistress made no response at all.
I turned my head towards Mistress, expecting the wrath of her wand again, but she was sitting back on her chair with one leg spread up over the armrest, masturbating vigorously as she watched me being fucked.
Soon, the guy called “Big Dog” started fucking me harder and faster. The squelching sound of his cock ramming the cum from the other guys in and out of my pussy, was getting louder and louder. The smell of sex permeated every square inch of this room.
He continued to pound his hot meat in and out of me; I moaned louder and louder, and within a minute or two, another orgasm flooded through my body, making me shake and pull against the restraints once again.
I stared straight into this guy’s eyes, through his leather dog mask, as he fucked me. His eyes were like cold steel blue in colour, piercing and intense, like he was already inside my head. He didn’t blink as he stared; he had me hypnotised at one end and impaled at the other. This was too much for me, and I started having multiple orgasms, which came one after another and never seemed to stop. Every time I caught my breath and looked up at his face again, his eyes kept penetrating my soul.
He pushed his mitten-covered hands under my arse cheeks to lift me slightly to help with his thrusting and penetration. He was fucking me like a machine. With every thrust, the muscles around his body seemed to flex and become much more pronounced. Oh my god, his cock stretched and filled me to the maximum.
I pulled my body up against the spreader bar using my ankles and wrists as leverage. I was instinctively doing this, trying to get more penetration. I didn’t need any more; I was getting plenty; it was just an automatic thing I did with such intense erotic pleasure that this guy was giving me.
I lost total track of time. I had no idea how long this guy fucked me, nor the others for that matter. I didn’t care; it was such intense pleasure that I never wanted it to stop.
This guy fucked me like a machine; he didn’t falter with speed or rhythm. He used the entire length of his cock, making sure each time it was buried to the hilt before withdrawing.
His muscled body was hairless and covered with beads of sweat from the physical effort he was putting in.
I felt his grip on the spreader begin to tighten; his body started stiffening, and his rhythmical thrusting changed instantly to thrust in and hold, thrust in and hold.
Each time, he unloaded a spurt of ejaculate deep inside me. The moment he began to cum, it triggered an intense orgasm in me. As I orgasmed, he pumped numerous spurts of cum deep inside my pussy.
When he finished, he withdrew his cock and collapsed to the side of me, exhausted. I had never felt or seen and man cum so long and hard before. I don’t think there was a muscle on his body that wasn’t in a state of contraction as he came inside me.
Mistress opened the cage, took “Bog Dog” by his collar, and pulled him out of the cage. I was still in the restraints, panting hard.
“Wow! That was intense. I am so pleased with you, little puppy girl; you must be so full of cum. Surely, that’s enough for you to produce little puppies later this year”, Mistress said.
Written by Laura Clavette (Lifestyle Submissive)
Writers bio:
Laura is a tall, slim, 24/7 lifestyle submissive.
She is married to her Master and has over
twenty years of experience in the BDSM lifestyle.
Laura is a published author of
"Crafted from Kink, Shaped by Diamonds". She has been
recounting and writing for years in detail about her own personal kink experiences.
Writing with such intricate details and expressing her most intimate feelings, the reader is
drawn along with her journey and experience.
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