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Vanessa
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I had been going with Vanessa for almost a year and knew she was
into "kinky" and liked to try new sexual adventures. When she
was in just the right mood, she like to be bound and mildly
tortured. Not any real pain, but just enough discomfort to
remind her that she had given me complete control of her body.
She said she hated it when I would bring her tightly bound (and
sometimes gagged) body to the edge of orgasm and then stop but I
knew she didn't want me to stop doing it as a part of our "play".
We had set up a Master/slave part of our sex life and she loved
being dominated from time to time and "forced" to do things the
"real" Vanessa would never do. I introduced her to anal sex that
way and it soon became a part of our "normal" sex life as well.
Vanessa was a stunning brunette of 28 with long hair (to her
waist) and brilliant green eyes that flashed fire if I went
beyond what she was prepared for. I always took that look as a
signal to back off and build her up a little more before going
ahead with whatever it was I wanted her to do. Her body can only
be described as "perfect". She tended to think of her shape as
"too hippy", but it seemed just right to me. At five feet, one,
and 105 pounds, she was certainly petit and her 34-22-35 figure
made her look like a miniature centerfold. In fact, she often
got modeling proposals from local agencies and photographers and
took a few jobs modeling sports clothes and swimsuits. I always
got a big kick out of seeing her in an ad or catalog when I
didn't expect it. Her breasts were full without being too big
for her small body and her vagina was as tight as it could be and
still allow entry.
She was lying on her back on the soft carpet of her livingroom
floor and I was kneeling by her head as she gave me some of her
very special brand of fellatio. Her mouth was quite small and
when she sucked me her lips drew out to thin lines around my
cock. She used her tongue constantly and usually tried to get as
much of my member into the small cavity as possible but with only
limited success (I am rather well endowed). When her Collie
"Red" walked between her legs and began to lick at her spread
pussy, I expected her to stop and shoo him away but to my great
surprise she kept sucking and handling my cock and balls almost
as though nothing unusual was happening. I could tell, however,
that the dog was having an effect on Vanessa and her hips began
to rotate and thrust in response to the rough lapping of his
tongue. For some reason, the sight of Vanessa being aroused by
her dog triggered my pent up orgasm and I began to come hard into
her sucking mouth. She gulped and swallowed and milked me with
her hands until I was completely spent and, with my softening
cock still in her sucking mouth, she reached her climax and
moaned loudly as she came.
Later, she said Red had never done anything like that before but
it sure felt wonderful. I pointed out that Red had seemed to
enjoy it too but certainly not to the extent that Vanessa had.
She looked at me questioningly and said, "What do you mean?" I
said that Red hadn't come and that really didn't seem very fair.
She was very quiet for a few minutes and I could tell she was
mulling over what I had said. Suddenly, she assumed the
submissive posture we often used when she wanted to be
controlled; on her knees with her head bowed and her hands
clasped behind her back. This was her signal to me that this was
something she could only do at my direction. I knew she was
curious but bestiality was well outside the realm of the "real"
Vanessa. "slave" Vanessa, however, would refuse nothing required
by her Master.
I called Red to stand before her and instructed her to stroke the
dogs genitals and try to arouse him. I petted Red as she did as
I instructed and at first, he didn't seem to get the idea at all.
He stood and enjoyed my stroking but seemed unaware of the
different kind of stroking he was getting from his mistress.
Vanessa looked at me and said nothing was happening so I
suggested that, perhaps, she wasn't using the right kind of
stimulation. She pretended not to know what I meant so I said
that her hands were dry and might not provide the kind of touch
that would get Red's attention. She looked into my eyes and
said, "Do you want me to use my mouth?" I smiled at her and said,
"Those lips of yours can stiffen a noodle, my dear. I think you
should give it a try."
Slowly, she lay down and slid her head beneath Red's rear
quarters. I lay down on the other side of the dog to observe and
she slid back the hairy outer sheath with her hand to reveal the
red tip of his penis. Tentatively, she raised her head and
allowed her soft lips to enclose the red flesh as she flicked her
tongue against it lightly. When she lowered her head again, it
was clearly extended a little further and I said, "Now, you seem
to be getting somewhere. I think you should continue." "This is
so depraved.", she said with a little giggle, and thrust out her
tongue to further tease the animal into erection. When his cock
was out about three inches, she gently drew it between her lips
and began a light sucking. Red was starting to squirm around and
hump against her lips as she sucked and I had her get up and
kneel on the carpet. I directed Red to a position behind her and
he licked her wet pussy wildly. Then, I raised his front paws
and placed them on Vanessa's back. He got the idea almost
immediately and started thrusting between her legs. Her vagina
was clearly not where he expected it to be and he was nudging
against the rosebud of her anus so I reached between them and
"lowered his sights" a little so that he slid between her wet
lips and entered her pussy.
Vanessa said she could hardly feel his tiny cock and he kept
slipping out, so I took some of the fluid dripping from the lower
part of her pussy and applied it liberally to her anus, sliding
my finger in to the first knuckle. She gasped and turned to look
in my eyes, realizing what I had in mind. "slave" Vanessa could
not, of course, refuse, but the "real" Vanessa might take
control. She didn't. I repositioned Red for entry into her well
lubricated ass and he thrust forward and entered her immediately.
Vanessa lowered her beautiful head to the floor and groaned, "Oh
God! This feels so weird!" I had her describe for me how it felt
to have the dog's thin prick sliding in and out of her ass and
she made the description as "dirty" as possible using words and
images that only the "slave" Vanessa would consider so as to
heighten her feeling of submission.
When I thought Red was close to his climax, I said, "Now, suck
him off." Without hesitation, Vanessa pulled free of the small
cock and rolled onto her back as I guided the, still thrusting,
Red up her body until his stiff red rod (now, almost 4 inches
long) reached her lips. She put her arms around his hips and
drew him into her mouth, allowing him to fuck her tightly pursed
lips. After a few seconds, the dog let out a small "yelp" and I
was sure he was releasing his sperm into Vanessa's mouth. She
held him tightly between her lips until he was finished and when
she pulled her head away, Red scampered off and she opened her
mouth to show me the small pool of white liquid on her tongue.
Before she swallowed, I noted that it was much thinner than human
sperm and she told me that it had a more bitter taste than mine
but was really not unpleasant.
While the "real" Vanessa pretended that the incident never
happened, the "slave" Vanessa told me how kinky she felt knowing
that she had done something none of her friends would even
consider. She talked about her sex with a dog often and
convinced me that several repeat performances were in order.
Finally, I told her we should videotape her with Red. She seemed
very reluctant and I encouraged her to talk about her feelings.
At last, she admitted that she would like to watch herself with
Red but was terrified that anyone else might someday see the
tape. I told her that she would keep the only copy in her
possession and could erase it any time she wanted and she got
very excited by the idea. We made the tape a few days later and
she went out of her way to give the performance of her life and
make sure the camera caught everything. She even pulled Red from
her lips as he came and let the cum fall on her lips and cheek.
Later, she gave me that tape (and several others) as a "gift of
trust" with the understanding that no one would ever see it but
me. I have kept that trust.
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