Liz’s Secret Pleasures​

Chapter Five

Liz was kind of glad to have the whole house to herself for the week. Steve left hours before she got up to catch a 6:35 am flight to Irvine, CA for the quarterly sales review meetings and wouldn’t be back until late Friday night. He’d been such a prick lately that she wasn’t going to miss the tension and drama.

Liz rarely had visitors during the day so when the doorbell rang a little after nine o’clock she wondered who would be calling so early. Liz opened the door to see her neighbor Donna.

“Hi,” Liz said with a perky smile.

“Liz, I need a favor. Would you be able to watch Fritz for us this week?”

Liz was slightly taken off guard by Donna’s request; she felt the blood leave her face as her heart skipped a beat at the thought of being left alone with Fritz. An image of Fritz mounting her naked body flashed briefly in her mind’s eye. She didn’t think she could trust herself to be left alone with him and was a little afraid of the idea. She started to stammer out a reply, trying to quickly come up with an excuse for why she couldn’t, but before she could say anything Donna continued.

“John’s uncle passed away last night. John’s mother was his only remaining relative and she’s asked John and me to come help her with the funeral arrangements and to help settle his affairs. We don’t like putting Fritz in a kennel; we’ve had some bad experiences in the past. You’d really be doing us a huge favor if you’d care for him while we’re gone. He’s really not very much trouble…”

Liz regained her senses and quickly replied, “Oh, oh of course! Anything I can do to help. Tell John we’re so sorry to hear about his uncle’s passing. Is there anything else we can do?”

“I’d be grateful if you’d water my plants when you came over. That would be great. Here’s a key to the house. I’ll leave a note on the counter in the kitchen with contact information, where to find Fritz’s food and stuff. If you’d come by in the morning to let him out and then again in the evening that should be enough. If you have the time and can play with him a little I’m sure he’d appreciate the attention, he gets lonely when we leave him. I think that’s about it. We’ll be leaving for the airport in a couple of hours so if you could go over and let him out later this afternoon that’d be great. Thank you again. I really appreciate this, Liz. I gotta run, I have a million things to do before we go. Bye.”

Liz’s hands trembled as she closed the door and stared at the key in her hand. Was this some kind of perverted morality test or kismet? She’d driven herself crazy with desire fantasizing about coitus with a dog and now fate had delivered a virile stud male canine to her. Stop it! What are you thinking! Fantasizing about sex with a dog was one thing but doing it for real was something on a completely different level. Her logical side was wrestling with her sexual desires. Yet, while fucking Fritz was out of the question, what was the harm in checking out his package? That wasn’t so awful, was it? She was just curious to know if the reality of his male member lived up to all the hype in the stories. What would it hurt to just take a little peek if the opportunity arose?

Liz went over to Donna and John’s house later that evening where she was greeted at the door by Fritz. He seemed truly glad to see her; his tail was practically wagging his whole body. Liz bent over and held his head in her hands.

“Hi, Fritz, how are you, boy?” There was a bit of a nervous tone to her voice. “Do you want to go out? Huh? Do you need to go out and do your business? Huh, boy?” Fritz seemed to understand and ran to the patio door waiting for her to let him out into the yard.

Liz slid the door open and followed Fritz into the back yard. Standing on the patio she watched him sniff the bush at the edge of the patio then lift his leg to pee. She caught her breath a little as she watched the golden streamflow from the girthy sheath on his belly. His furry sheath looked so big and beautiful leading down to the sizable black sack of his scrotum with the weighty orbs of his testicles inside dangling against his thigh. She felt a twinge in her stomach as she thought she caught a glimpse of the tiny pink tip of his penis at the center of the black fur peeking out of the end of his sheath.

Liz nervously sat down in one of the patio chairs as she watched Fritz walk around the yard marking his territory. After he was done he came and sat in front of her. Liz took his head in her hands and caressed his head, periodically scratching the top of his head and ears. She slowly moved her hands down to rub his chest, shoulders and upper back. She could feel the strong, toned muscles of his body under the fur. She was finding the powerful strength in this beautiful creature’s body to be intoxicating.

She didn’t even realize she was biting the tip of her tongue and breathing short, shallow breaths as her hands continued to mindlessly caress and rub his body. Her body was instinctively becoming aroused and anxious on a primordial level; her nipples were hard and sensitive against the material of her shirt. She squirmed in the chair as she felt the moisture from her body beginning to soak her panties. A little voice was crying out deep in the dark recesses of her brain. She wanted to see it. She wanted to touch it. Would he let her?

“You’re a good boy, aren’t you? Good boy, Fritz” Liz cooed in a breathy, sultry voice. She kept petting and stroking his body while working her hands slowly down his chest and back. She was using her nails to lightly scratch his chest and upper belly when he startled her by moving back from her. A look of disappointment filled her face; had she gone too far? Fritz adjusted his weight on his front legs then laid down on his back exposing his belly for Liz to scratch.

A big smile returned to Liz’s face. “You like that, boy? Hmmm? You like it when I scratch your belly?”

Liz pushed the chair back and sat on her side on the patio next to Fritz using her left arm to prop herself up. She resumed scratching and rubbing his belly with a new sense of playfulness and a bit of sensuality using her right hand running the length of his chest. She enjoyed the feel of his warm body against her hand with his coarse fur flowing between her fingers. Her hand paused briefly when she felt his heart pounding in his chest. She lightly rested the palm of her hand to savor the life force flowing in his body as she stared into his eyes.

Biting her lower lip she slowly moved her hand and then her eyes down his belly and between his hind legs anxiously seeking to see the forbidden fruit hidden within. Her hand was shaking uncontrollably as she slowly and sensually ran her nails up and down his belly on either side of his sheath. She let the back of her hand nonchalantly brush against his sheath to see if it bothered him. Liz suddenly gasped when she unexpectedly felt something firm inside. She looked into Fritz’s eyes but was quickly reassured he didn’t seem to mind her touching him.

Liz decided to be a bit bolder and used her hand to gently rub his sheath. Fritz turned his head to look at her but then laid back down and let her continue her exploration. She could feel his firm penis in the sheath. When her touch moved down to the base near his balls she felt a small, firm, round ball-like shape a little smaller than a lime. That must be it, that’s got to be his knot. She remembered reading about how it swelled inside the female until they became tied. She didn’t see how something so small could ever grow large enough to become trapped inside a woman. She continued to gently fondle and probe the tuber that was buried in his sheath gradually increasing her grip and stroking him with quick little movements of her wrist until the glistening pink tip of his penis began to poke out the end.

“Ohhhhhh!” Liz softly cried out as she stared at his pointed appendage while impulsively squeezing her thighs tightly together. “Oh! Oh, my!” she thought. “I cumming…” She felt the warm moisture that was weeping from her pussy slowly soak her panties. She was surprised and a bit embarrassed by the little shudder of sexual intimacy she shared with Fritz from just touching and looking at his penis. Embarrassed and a little afraid, she quickly released his sheath from her grip and let her hand slid to her side.

Reality started flooding back into Liz’s consciousness; anxiety was now replacing desire. She quickly looked around the yard to see if any of the neighbors could have seen her or what she’d just done. She held her breath for several excruciating minutes as she surveyed her surroundings before finally letting out a sigh of relief when she was certain her momentary indiscretion was safe from prying eyes. This is too crazy. I can’t be doing this. “Just put those nasty ideas out of your head, Liz.” she thought to herself. She shook her head and gave Fritz a pensive smile.

“Come on, boy, let’s go inside and get you some dinner.”

Chapter Six

The rest of Liz’s evening was a torrent of thoughts and emotions. She was anxious, nervous, afraid, and horny all at the same time. She tried to watch TV but couldn’t concentrate on anything except Fritz and what she’d done. She was like a teenage girl obsessed with a new boy. She wondered what he thought if anything, about her or what she did to him. She wanted to go next door and see him again but knew that she couldn’t trust herself. She forced herself to go to bed and try to forget her wild, perverse thoughts of Fritz.

Liz woke up the next morning exhausted. She’d barely gotten a few hours of sleep. She’d tossed-and-turned all night thinking of Fritz and wondering what he’d do if given the chance. Would he fuck her? What would she do? Could she really let a dog have sex with her? It was so wrong, so taboo. She repeatedly told herself that reality rarely lived up to the fantasy.

Liz went next door and let Fritz out, fed him, made sure he had fresh water then watered Donna’s plants. To be safe she left Fritz outside as she tended to Donna’s plants. It took all her concentration and willpower to not touch or think of Fritz as anything but the neighbor’s pet.

When she got home she tried to busy herself with housework then spending time in her garden. But the harder she tried to put Fritz out of her mind the more she thought of him and how he felt as she caressed his body. She longed, no yearned, to see him again.

Liz came in from working in the yard a little after 12:00 pm, she was hot, sweaty and in need of a cool drink. She filled a glass with ice and pulled the pitcher with iced tea from the refrigerator. Just the sound of the liquid flowing over the cracking ice was refreshing. She tilted her head back and savored the cool refreshment flowing down her throat. She brought the glass down and gave a sigh of relief from the heat and thirst. She rubbed the cool condensation from the glass over her forehead then down her face and neck coming to rest on her chest. The cold ice felt good on her naked skin.

As she stood there recovering from the heat she poured herself another glass of iced tea and sipped her drink. The smell of her sweat and the suntan lotion on her body mixed into a sensual aroma. It made her think of beautiful women in skimpy swimwear at the beach sunning their golden bodies. Hard physical work had always been a bit of an aphrodisiac for Liz. She’d worked hard outside this morning, her body mildly ached from the physical activity but she felt good. And now, with the scent of her sweat mixing with the suntan lotion on her body filling her nose, she was feeling really horny. She wanted to be physically stimulated, better yet, to be sexually ravaged until she was satiated and drained. She briefly considered going next door to visit Fritz but her better senses ruled fearing what she might do. She ultimately decided to go upstairs and take matters into her own hands, so to speak. After being chaste, except for sex with Steve, for so many years, her abstinence from self-abuse was now almost non-existent. This would give her the release her body craved and hopefully drive the lewd thoughts of Fritz out of her mind.

Liz raced upstairs to the bedroom and retrieved her copy of “Men in Love” hidden under the mattress on her side of the bed. She was aching for both physical relief and from the demons in her mind. She quickly flipped the pages of the book to one of her favorite stories…

“Hence, we have our lady on her hands and knees, for he has taken her typically dog fashion, writhing in a steady stream of orgasms as her sex is inextricably connected and meshed with his, which may be an interminable length of time by human standards.”

“…My wife has confessed that her virginity was lost to a family pet, a large collie dog. I believe that my fantasy began about the same time that she told me about the collie.”

Liz was rubbing her clit as she became lost in the fantasy imaging the young woman losing her virginity to the large Collie. She reached into her nightstand and grabbed her vibrator. In one swift motion, she turned it on and lowered the tip to touch her clitoris as she pictured the big dog’s red penis sliding into the young woman’s vagina, his cock swelling and expanding inside her until they were tied. His cock stuck inside her shooting his sperm into her womb. Liz’s own vagina was excited, wet, and swollen in response to her desire to be savagely used by a cock. Her dazed mind reluctantly accepting she didn’t want just any cock, she wanted to be used by a dog’s cock. To feel him stuck inside her as he throbs and ejaculates into her womb.

Liz was close, so very, very close… She was on the edge… She frantically flipped the pages and read more to feed her obsession. “…This fantasy of mine is based on a “stag” movie:

“Scene opens: A young, dark-haired girl is seated on a couch. She is nude except for white, six-inch heels. Her legs are crossed. A large male boxer appears. She pats him for a moment. Then she opens her legs, and the dog sniffs her cunt. Soon the dog is lapping her cunt. She opens her legs wider and moves her ass to the edge of the sofa. When he tries to mount her leg, she pushes him down; and the dog makes eager, prancing movements as though he can’t wait to fuck her. The girl pats her cunt, and the boxer licks her cunt again. Then she stands up. All the while, the boxer is licking the girl frantically. Next she drops to her hands and knees. The dog approaches her rear end and sniffs and starts to lick her again. Then he tries to mount her, but she teases him by rapidly moving her ass. The dog starts to lick her again which she seems to enjoy as she remains motionless. Now he mounts her with more determination and succeeds in grasping her about the waist with his front legs. He starts to make thrusting movements and the tip of his red cock can be seen searching for her cunt hole. The girl rotates her hips slightly, and the red tip enters her cunt.”

“Oh, God, yes… Fuck her… Fuck her…” Liz softly cried as she dipped her fingers into her moist, swollen pussy.

“Now he goes to work in earnest as more and more of his cock comes out of the sheath. The camera moves in close, a large red bulge appears at the base of his penis; he is thrusting madly now, at last the bulge goes into her cunt. The camera moves back and NOW appears the most erotic scene that I have ever witnessed in my life. The dog’s feet have left the floor. Clinging to the girl’s waist, he thrusts wildly. Faster and faster he drives his cock deeper into the girl’s cunt. It continues until suddenly all movement stops except for spasms as the dog comes. He then collapses to the floor, panting rapidly. The camera now moves in for a close-up of the girl’s cunt. It moves in so close, her cunt can be seen twitching. Then a thin stream of clear dog “come” pours from her cunt to the floor. She remains on her hands and knees for a few more minutes as she enjoys her orgasm. Next, she gets to her feet, approaches the dog, and lifts him by the front legs so the audience can see his huge penis still dripping….”

“Aaahhh…” Liz cried out between clenched teeth as she fell into the dark abyss of her fantasy.

Liz slid the vibrator deep into her pussy as the explosive ecstasy of orgasm after orgasm raced through her convulsing body. Her pussy was on fire as every nerve in her body simultaneously pulsed and tingled with electricity. Her nipples ached with a longing to be sucked and nibbled. The vision of the woman on stage in the fantasy was no longer a faceless young girl but had morphed into her own in her mind. She was now the girl on the stage, naked except for her white shoes with six-inch stiletto heels. The dog was no longer some boxer but a beautiful German Shepard, the dog was now Fritz in her fantasy. She was now the woman on a stage being frantically fucked by Fritz while an audience of horny men watched. Fritz was on her back with his front paws firmly clasped around her waist poking his hot cock at her butt searching for the entrance to her wet and willing pussy. She imagined him savagely thrusting his hips until he finds her pussy with just the tip of his penis. With his cock now in a position to enter her, he begins thrusting with renewed vigor, shoving his penis inside her, each stroke probing deeper and deeper into her body. She’s imagining his cock swelling larger as his knot grows until he’s stuck inside her vagina and they become tied. Once they are inexorably bound together, she imagines him throbbing inside her as she feels his cock beginning to pulse followed by the warmth of his sperm filling her womb.

“AAAAHHHHH!!” she screamed as she came; her body stiffening and shaking over and over again. Her cries were loud enough to scare the neighbors but didn’t care. After several long minutes of being tossed on a turbulent sea of little orgasms, the torrent finally subsided and Liz slowly relaxed then became limp on the bed. She was drenched in sweat and trying to catch her breath when she curled up into a ball then started to whimper and cry in frustration. She was still horny as hell. She longed to have someone ravish her body. This cold hard vibrator just wasn’t the same as having a firm, warm male cock filling and using her body until she could feel the wonderful twitching sensation of his penis inside her signaling the explosive ejaculation of his semen inside her.

Before she knew what she was doing, Liz had jumped off the bed, threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and was headed out the door to John and Donna’s house. She was a woman possessed as she scurried out of her house and headed next door. When she opened the door Fritz was already waiting there for her as if he somehow knew she was coming. She paused as she looked at him, her heart pounding in her chest as she stood trembling before him. She quickly looked around the room and immediately decided she didn’t want to do this here, not in their house. But she didn’t want any of the other neighbors seeing her taking Fritz out the front door and over to her house either. Too many unanswerable questions.

“Come on Fritz. Do you want to go over to my house? Come on…” She led him through the kitchen and out the sliding door to the backyard then over to the gate in the fence between their houses. Standing on the tips of her toes, she poked her head over the fence and paused to make sure nobody was around. Satisfied they were in the clear she then swiftly escorted Fritz by the collar from his backyard, through the gate into her yard then brought him across the patio through the sliding glass door and into her kitchen.

Once inside she let go of his collar and let him explore his new surroundings. Liz was shaking like a leaf as she watched him roam around the room. Oh, God. What was she doing? She’d brought the neighbor’s dog into her house to do what? Was she really going to do it? She didn’t want to think about what she was doing. If she did she’d probably come to her senses and stop it immediately, but she didn’t want to come to her senses. She wanted to do something senseless.

“Come on, Fritz, let’s go upstairs. Come on boy.” Liz commanded as she patted her thigh and moved down the hallway to the stairs that lead to her bedroom. Fritz followed then stopped at the base of the stairs to watch her ascend the steps. Once at the top she turned and waited for him. He cocked his head looking at her quizzically then quickly scaled the stairs and joined her. Liz entered her bedroom with Fritz at her side. Her heart was racing as she closed the door behind her and the dog; her fingers trembling as she turned the lock.

Chapter Nine

Liz heard the muffled sound of the phone ringing inside. She set her wine glass on the patio table and ran inside to grab the phone in the kitchen.

“Hello.”

“Hi, Liz.” It was Steve calling from California.

“Oh. Hi, sweetheart. How are the sales meetings going? Are you having a good time?” Liz walked back out to the patio with the phone.

“You know, rah-rah, go team, go! Let’s get out there and sell, sell, sell. The same old bullshit they always preach. You sound awfully cheerful, what have you been up to?”

Liz smiled to herself and thought, wouldn’t you like to know. She knew he’d never believe her even if she told him. As she sat back down in the chair she was certain she could still feel traces of Fritz’s semen in her vagina.

“Oh, nothing much really. It’s been pretty quiet here. I’m sitting outside on the patio enjoying a glass of wine and watching the sunset. It’s really a beautiful evening.”

Steve sensed something different in Liz’s demeanor. “What’re you up to, Elizabeth?”

“What do you mean? I’m not up to anything!” she defended herself a little too aggressively.
“I don’t know what’s going on but you sure sound different.” The tone of Steve’s voice was turning stern.

“Nothing is going on. Jeez! Can’t I just be in a good mood?”

“Not usually. What’d you do, go out and blow a bunch of money on yourself at the mall?”

“No! Maybe I’m in such a good mood because I haven’t had to deal with you all week.” Liz regretted her harsh words almost as soon as she heard them leave her mouth. She hated being such a bitch but why was he being such a jerk?

“Fine, I can tell when I’m not wanted. I guess I’ll just talk to you when I see you on Friday. Bye.” And with that, he hung up on her.

“Arghh! Jerk!” God, he could be such a prick sometimes.

The sun had finally set and night was settling into the neighborhood. Liz sat fuming in the darkness finishing her wine listening to the crickets and the distant drone of traffic. Before calling it a night and going to bed she thought she’d better go let Fritz out one more time.
When Liz opened the door Fritz came running to greet her, his tail wagging and his tongue hanging from the side as he panted. It almost looked like a silly smile which made Liz smile back at him.

“Hello, handsome. Do you want to go out?” Liz said in a soft, tired voice.

Fritz followed closely at her side as she led him to the patio door and let him out into the yard. She watched him run into the yard and disappear into the shadows. She was glad she couldn’t see him doing his business. When he reappeared he saw his tennis ball in the grass and ran to retrieve it. He brought the ball to Liz and dropped it at her feet, wagging his tail and looking at her with those sad German Shepherd eyes.

“You want to play a little before I go? Okay, but just for a little bit.” Liz picked up the ball and tossed it into the yard. Fritz sped off after the toy leaping and attacking his artificial prey. God, he was beautiful to watch. When he ran and pounced she could see the firm strong muscles of his body flexing and contracting like a Greek Adonis. Each time he returned the ball to her feet like a gift from a conquering hero to his Queen. She’d then bend at the waist, pick up the ball and throw it again, sending him on another quest for her as she savored his every move.

Liz was becoming physically aroused with this game of theirs. Her imagination was starting to get the best of her. She was his Aphrodite and he was her Hercules. She started reflecting on how good his cock felt inside her and how empty her pussy felt right now. She bit her lower lip as she longed to have him forcefully take her, to feel his strong, muscular body tied once again with her using her flesh for his carnal pleasure.

“Oh, God. Okay, that’s it. Fritz, I’ve got to go or I won’t be able to control myself.” She said in a weak and shaky voice.

With that, she escorted Fritz back into the house. She made sure he had fresh food and water then quickly moved to the front door, pulling it shut and locking it behind her. She wasn’t sure if she was locking the door to keep intruders out or preventing her own devilish demons from getting in. She hadn’t really considered whether or not she’d ever have sex with Fritz again. Their “experiment” earlier today was to satisfy a lewd curiosity driven by insatiable desire. She needed to control herself or she’d drive herself insane. Steve was going to be back the day after tomorrow and John and Donna would be back on Saturday or Sunday. What would she do then?

It had been a long day. Liz was tired and in need of a good rest. She took a deep breath and slowly headed home in the darkness.

Chapter Ten

Liz was confused. How did she get here? Where was she going? She was outside walking behind Steve, he was taking her somewhere. She was totally naked, her hair pulled back into a ponytail with several loose strands hanging down on each side framing her face. Around her neck was a worn leather collar attached to a leash that ran down her chest and between the cleavage of her breasts. Steve was on the other end of the leash leading her to John and Donna’s house. As they approached the house, John opened the door and smiled at them. The two men talked but she couldn’t make out what they were saying. John shook Steve’s hand then took the leash from him and proceeded to lead her back to the kitchen.

Entering the kitchen she turned to see Donna baking pies and smiling at her.

“Oh my, what a pretty girl. Fritz is really going to like her.” Liz couldn’t understand why Donna wasn’t appalled to see her walking through her kitchen naked. Why was she saying Fritz would like her? What was going on?

She felt a gentle tug from the leash and turned to look at John who was trying to get Liz’s attention to have her follow him into the backyard. She began following him again as he led her out onto the back lawn. John reached up to where the clasp on the leash was hooked to her collar and gave it two short, sharp tugs. He was saying something she couldn’t comprehend but she did understand that he wanted her to get down on the grass. Liz looked over her shoulder and saw Steve and Donna smiling, talking and pointing at her. Why wasn’t Steve helping her?

John gave Liz’s collar two more short, sharp tugs and she complied with his implied command. She bent her knees and lowered herself down until she was kneeling. John then lightly but firmly pulled forward on the leash indicating he wanted her on her hands and knees. Liz was confused at what was happening to her but she once again complied with his will. Now that she was on her hands and knees John unfastened the leash from her collar and began petting and stroking her hair with his other hand as if she were a dog.

“Good girl, Lizzie, good girl.” He praised her in a soft and soothing tone. Then in a louder, more commanding voice he called out, “Here Fritz, come here boy! We have a new bitch for you to breed.”

Oh my God! How did they find out about her and Fritz? She looked over at Steve and Donna chatting and laughing as they watched her.

“There he is. Come here boy and mount this bitch.” John said with an unusual glee in his voice. He then patted her butt indicating he wanted Fritz to mount her.

Liz turned her head to see Fritz literally appear from nowhere, his big red cock fully engorged and obscenely swaying back-and-forth under his belly as he ran to her. John stepped back to stand with Steve and Donna as they witnessed Fritz come up behind Liz and swiftly mount her, grabbing her waist firmly between his front legs. As Fritz jabbed his penis at her butt she wiggled her hips trying to help him find her wet hole as she had done before.

“God, damn! Look at that horny little bitch. She wants that cock of his in her wet little pussy.” John exclaimed. “Steve, this one’s on me, I’m going to waive Fritz’s stud fee.”

Liz couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Had Steve arranged this whole thing with John? Why were they doing this to her? How could Donna just stand there and watch them treat her like this?

Then she felt Fritz’s hard cock pushing into her wet vagina. He started fucking her hard and fast, a sloppy wet sucking sound was coming from their conjoined genitals, her breasts were swinging and slapping together in response to his forceful thrusts. His beautiful cock was once again stretching and filling her pussy. Liz closed her eyes and let out a heavy sigh. It felt so good to feel him in her again. She didn’t care anymore who was watching her or why. She was in ecstasy and that was all that mattered. She concentrated on the sensation of his hot cock sliding in-and-out of her body, picturing his penis working its way once again into her pussy as her body embraced and swallowed his knot.

When she felt the now familiar pressure of his swelling knot pushing against her labia forcing its way into her vagina she knew this would be the thrust that would tie them together and begin the wondrous torrent of hot sperm shooting from his cock into her womb. She quickly arched her hips upward then pushed back hard against his thrusting hips eager to take all of his magnificent cock and knot deep inside so she could feel the exquisite warmth of his cum as he ejaculated into her.

As she focused on feeling Fritz’s knot swelling inside her to stretch and fill her vagina, she pictured the obscene red, throbbing penis growing ever larger inside her pussy and the increasing pressure building on her bladder when she was startled to heard a number of audible gasps followed by applause. Liz opened her eyes to find she was on a circular red velvet mattress at the center of a stage in a darkly lit room. Bright stage lights were focused on her from several directions flooding her in light. She was still on her hands and knees with Fritz on her back, his cock firmly embedded in her vagina, the tip of his penis pressed up hard against her uterus as he continued to throb and squirt his sperm in her. She looked around the stage into the darkness beyond the pools of light that bathed her and Fritz and sensed the presence of many men and women watching her being fucked by Fritz.

She raised her head and saw her image reflected everywhere she looked; mirrors and television screens amplifying and replicating their lewd bestial performance for the perverse entertainment and enjoyment of the patrons of the show. She barely recognized herself in the images projected around the room. She was the epitome of an ultra-feminine human female. Her hair and make-up were done impeccably; sultry dark eyes with shiny ruby red lips. She thought the woman she saw being fucked by the dog looked stunning and sexy in her black bustier with lace-top thigh-high black stockings and black pointed-toe pumps with stiletto heels. She became even more aroused as she watched herself being fucked by the dog and seeing the effect it was having on their audience. She felt like a siren or a femme fatale, a woman that every man in the audience longed to possess and yet the male that she’d given herself to was a dog.

Fritz continued to throb and squirt in her. It felt so good but she hadn’t cum. Why hadn’t she cum? She was sooo close. This was torture. She could hear the sound of men masturbating in the audience; the grunts and groans of animals in the dark pleasuring themselves watching Fritz use her for his pleasure. Then from out of the shadows, she started to see squirts of their ejaculate glistening in the light as they arched through the air to land on the stage in a vain attempt to reach her. At first, there were just a few meager strands of cum dropping on the stage and bed. But the longer Fritz held her and came in her pussy, more and more cum rained on the stage from the dark.

Oh, God, why couldn’t she cum? She felt as if she was on the edge of a red hot knife. Her nerves were on fire. Not being able to cum was driving her crazy. Her body ached with pain. Liz rocked her hips frantically trying to get the relief she so desperately needed, pleading with Fritz to help her. “Please, please make me cum, baby! I’m so close…”

Then she felt him pulling his hips away from her. “No, no, no! Not yet, not yet! Please, baby, just a little bit longer. Please, I’m almost there.” Liz pleaded but to no avail.

“NOO!! AGHHHH!!!” she screamed before sobbing a river of tears. “Nooo… noooo…”

Fritz pulled his cock out of her with an audible plop which was immediately followed by a gush of his semen spraying out of her pussy soaking her nylons and the red velvet mattress between her thighs. Little globules of sperm oozed from her gaping vagina, some clinging to matted ringlets of her pubic hair, then dripped in long sticky strings before dropping into a pool between her legs.

The audience erupted with wild cheers and thunderous applause. Catcalls and whistles filled her ears. The sound of birds chirping mixed with the cacophony of sounds in her head, louder and louder until the birds completely drown out all the other noise. The lights on the stage faded to black.

Liz blinked several times then slowly opened her eyes. The sun was coming up and the birds were making an awful racket outside. What a way to start the day. She was so horny, her body ached for relief. The physical stress in her dream world had metastasized into the reality of her morning. There was no way her vibrator was going to be able to scratch this itch. This was her last day alone with Fritz, possibly forever. While that thought made her sad she decided she was going to make the most of today. She didn’t know exactly what she was going to do but she was going to make it a day to remember…

She rolled out of bed and headed down to the kitchen in her tank top and panties. Her erotic wet dream was muddled but coming back to her clearer and clearer as she groggily reached for the coffee in the cupboard. She generally didn’t remember her dreams but this one was so vivid, parts of it she almost wished were real. She filled the machine with water and turned it on to brew. The idea of being caught or watched while Fritz ravaged her body was so frightening but at the same time it was also unexpectedly exciting in a perverse way.

In those moments after she awoke she was so horny she desperately wanted to cum. She never had a wet dream leave her so worked up craving sex. She tried getting some relief from her vibrator but it just made her wetter and wanting more, it made her want Fritz inside her again. When she slid the hard plastic shaft into her vagina she whimpered like a wounded animal while rocking her hips trying to cum on the lifeless substitute phallus, wishing it was larger and had a knot.

After several long frustrating minutes, she pulled the vibrator out of her vagina and threw it to the floor by the bed. She needed a cock, a real, hot, throbbing penis spewing wonderful sperm into her womb. She wanted, no she needed, Fritz’s cock. His cock felt sooo good inside her; he filled her like nothing else she’d ever experienced. And when he came the warmth of his cum radiated in her womb setting her soul on fire. She wanted to feel like that again.

Liz grabbed a cup and poured herself some coffee. She savored the aroma and carefully sipped the hot, black liquid. Sitting down at the kitchen table she looked out into the yard and started to collect her thoughts. How was she going to do this? Bringing Fritz over here again and letting him fuck her wasn’t a problem. But was that what she needed? A quick doggy fuck? An even better question was, is that what she wanted? This could easily be the last time she got to have sex with Fritz or any dog for that matter. The last time she’d feel the strange and wonderfully unique penis of a dog in her vagina. After today all she’d have is the memories of these two very special days.

Liz sipped her coffee and thought about her erotic dream. She kept replaying in her mind the idea of being a femme fatale giving her sexual favors to a virile male dog and how sensual and exotic it made her feel in her dream. Liz smiled. She liked the idea of beauty fucking her beast. She was sure Fritz wouldn’t care how she looked so long as she gave him her wet and willing pussy. But she kind of got off on the idea of accentuating her feminine wiles to become the female seducer of a savage beast. The more she considered the idea the wetter she was getting, her nipples were becoming firm and erect. She liked this idea, she liked it a lot. “We have a winner.” she thought to herself as she continued to sip her coffee.

After she finished her coffee, Liz got dressed and headed next door to check on Fritz. He seemed to be getting use to this new routine as he was waiting for her at the door.

“Hi, lover. How are you today?” Liz cooed with a big smile. She got down on her knees and gave him a big hug. She liked feeling his body pressed against hers. She held his head in her hands and looked into his eyes.

“Are you ready to go out? Hmm?”

Fritz pulled away from her and anxiously ran to the patio door waiting for her to let him out. Liz opened the door and set him free to roam his domain. Liz knew she’d get too aroused watching him so she closed the door and let him be while she busied herself taking care of Donna’s plants and getting Fritz fresh water and more food.

When Liz finally returned to the patio door she found Fritz sitting there waiting for her. He stared at her through the sliding glass door panting. Liz knew his panting would be causing his sheath, and his beautiful cock inside, to be bobbing up-and-down in that obscene rhythmic manner that made her heart flutter. Sure enough, looking between his legs, there it was his bobbing hairy sheath with the one-eyed pink monster peeking out and waving at her. Liz felt a tingling in her crotch and weakness in her legs. She was tempted to strip naked and let him ravage her right now but resisted the urge.

Liz slid open the door, “Get in here, stud.” As she closed the door behind him he turned and stuck his snout up her shorts.

“Ahh. Ugh-ugh. I’m glad to see you too, but we’re going to save that for later, lover.” Liz said as she slowly turned and gently pushed him back. “I’ve got bigger plans in store for us. A quick roll in the proverbial hay just isn’t going to do it for this girl today.”

Fritz followed Liz to the front door. She opened the door a crack so Fritz couldn’t follow then slid her body out until just her head and shoulders remained.

“I’ll come back for you around five then we’re going to play a very special game. How does that sound, lover?” With that, she gave him a big smile and blew him a kiss. Fritz had no idea what she was saying. He cocked his head as she disappeared and he heard the key turn in the lock. He stood there wagging his tail staring at the door wondering when she would come back.

Chapter Twelve

Liz was practically giddy walking through the mall. She was on a mission to find several special items to fill in pieces missing from her wardrobe to complete a femme fatale ensemble she envisioned for herself. She already had a nice pair of Nine West black patent leather pointy toe pumps with 3 ½” heels. Not quite stiletto heels but good enough. She also had her Victoria’s Secret silky black mid-thigh length kimono that she got a year or so ago. But she needed make-up, new nylons and either a bustier or a corset.

She headed to the L’Oreal Paris counter first to get some make-up. She needed eyeshadow, liner, mascara, nail polish, and lipstick. While perusing the eye shadow displays it wasn’t long before a clerk came over to her.

“May I help you?”

“Ah, yes, yes you can. I’m going to a theme party and I need some pretty extreme make-up.”

“Oh, what did you have in mind?” she asked inquisitively.

“This seems so silly but my husband is going as a 1930’s movie mogul and I’m to be his starlet femme fatale.” Well, looking the part of a femme fatale was true, she thought. “And I’m thinking about doing my make-up so I have dark, sultry eyes with bright red glossy lipstick. I don’t want to look cheap. I want to look like a sexy femme fatale. It all sounds so silly doesn’t it?”

“No, not at all! That sounds so fun!” said the clerk with a smile as she touched Liz’s arm. Liz smirked and thought you can’t begin to imagine how much fun I plan to have.

“I think we can find you some things to give you the sexy yet chic look you want.”

The woman showed Liz a number of products but they finally settled on Lush Raven eyeshadow, Carbon Black liquid eyeliner, Voluminous Blackest Black mascara, Blackbuster for her eyebrows, Caught Red-handed Colour Riche Nail polish, Infallible Le Rouge Coral Seduction lipstick and some extreme shine Red Ravishing lip gloss. She showed Liz how to apply the eye make-up to get a glamorous look and avoid having raccoon eyes. Liz had to contain her nervous giggles when the woman showed her several lipsticks. Each time she pulled the cap off a tube of lipstick and twisted the cylinder to advance the lipstick all she could think about was how it looked like Fritz’s penis extending out of his sheath towards her. How apropos she mused.

With her make-up purchases in hand, she strolled through the mall to Victoria’s Secret. She was able to find the lace-top thigh-high hosiery she wanted but didn’t like any of the lingerie or corsets she saw. Then she remembered the lingerie shop in the little strip mall across the street. This was one of those “spice up your life” boutiques that sold lingerie, lotions, candles, and other novelties. Liz had never been inside but was sure they must have something she’d like.

When Liz pulled into the parking lot she was thankful there were only a couple of other cars. She sat in the car looking at the entrance waiting to get the courage to go into the store. “What are you so worried about? It’s just a lingerie store.” She chided to herself.

She quickly strolled from the car into the store. Once inside she was surprised to find the store was quite nice and nothing like she imagined. She wasn’t quite sure what she imagined but definitely something seedier than what she found. It looked like a department store that specializes in romance items for adults. She scanned the layout of the store then headed for the women’s apparel section where she found lingerie sets, babydolls, teddies, and leather clothing. While she looked through the rack of lingerie sets a young woman came up behind her.

“Can I help you find something?”

Liz hadn’t seen her approaching and was slightly startled. “Oh, uh, no, no I’m just looking right now. Thanks.”

“Well, just let me know if I can help.” And with a smile, she discreetly backed away to let Liz continue her search.

The teddies and babydolls were too frilly for what she had in mind. Then she moved over to the leather clothing section. This was more of what she had pictured. There were faux leather skirts, dresses, catsuits, and corsets. She pulled out one of the corsets and held it up. It had a zipper up the front with a lace-up back and matching g-string. This was exactly what she had in mind. She turned and looked in the mirror on the wall and held the corset up to her to check the look and size. This was going to work very nicely. Then, just when she thought she’d made her decision she saw another almost identical corset but this one fits under the breasts leaving them exposed.

Liz picked up the corset and read the tag;

“Pleather Tempt Tease Corset. Show off your sexy side in this tempting tease faux leather corset from Allure Leather. This stunning piece of lingerie includes black pasties and a matching g-string.”

Liz pictured herself in the black corset and knew this was the one.

Once she got back home she took her shopping bags up to her bedroom. She pulled the corset and package of stockings out of their bags and laid them on the bed. She then went into her closet and retrieved her black kimono and black pumps and laid them next to the corset. Surveying the items on the bed Liz bit her lower lip, smiled and got a devilish gleam in her eyes. She was getting excited just with the prospect of how sexy she was going to look.

She looked over at the clock by the bed. It was 4:38 pm, time to get Fritz.

Chapter Thirteen

As Liz headed next door to get Fritz she saw Ray across the street watering his flower beds. She smiled and waved as she strolled down her driveway toward the street.

“Hi, Ray. How are you? Are you enjoying all this heat?” she said sarcastically.

“No! It’s wreaking havoc on all our flowers. Where’s Steve? I haven’t seen him around lately.”

“He’s been in Irvine, California this week for sales meetings. He’ll be back tomorrow evening.”

“You should have let us know Steve was out of town. Sue and I would have loved to have you over for dinner.”

“Thanks, but I’ve kind of enjoyed my private time this week, it’s given me the opportunity to indulge my guilty pleasures, things I can’t do when Steve is around.” She said with a demure and innocent smile. Liz could hardly believe she said that to Ray.

“Well, why don’t you come over tonight? I’m sure Sue would love to have you join us for dinner.”

“Thanks but I think I’ll pass. Steve will be home tomorrow and I have some things I want to do tonight.” Boy, was that an understatement!

“Yeah, I understand. When Sue’s gone its pizza, beer and endless hours of ESPN for me.”

Liz looked down, smiled and thought how boring and tame that sounded compared to her new guilty pleasure.

“What’s up with John and Donna? We haven’t seen them either this week.”

“Oh, John’s uncle passed away and they had to go help his mother with the funeral and settle his uncle’s affairs. I’m watching Fritz and their house for them while they’re away. They should be back either Saturday or Sunday.”

“How’s Fritz doing? Is he being good for you?” Ray asked innocently enough.

Liz thought, “You have no idea how good he’s been for me…”

“Yes, yes he’s been a very good dog. He’s really a sweetheart and very obedient. Well, I should get over there and let him out. I’ll talk to you later; say ‘hi’ to Sue for me.” Liz turned and headed back to John and Donna’s house.

She could feel Ray’s eyes following her as she walked away. Ever since she and Steve moved into the neighborhood she got the sense Ray was attracted to her. He always paid excessive attention to her and hung on her every word whenever she and Steve got together with them. On several occasions she noticed Sue giving him nasty looks when he’d fawn over her. Liz didn’t have any interest in Ray but it was still nice to be desired. If he knew what she had planned for Fritz he’d probably kill to switch places with him tonight.

When she opened the door she heard Fritz come running to greet her. “Hi, baby, did you miss me? I missed you. I’ve been thinking about you all day.” She bent down and took his head in her hands and looked into his big dark eyes, “Are you ready to come back to my house and play with me? Hmmm? Do you want to put that nasty cock of yours in my pussy again? Hmmm? How does that sound?’

She knew he didn’t understand a word she was saying but she enjoyed the whimsical notion that he understood perfectly well and was as eager to fuck her as she was to have him fuck her.

“I’m going to let you out for a bit then we’ll sneak over to my house.” Then Liz stood and said, “I have to make sure Ray’s not still outside.” She looked back down at Fritz, “We don’t need to get anybody’s suspicions aroused, do we lover?”

Liz let Fritz out to the backyard then came back and looked out the little windows in the front door checking to see if Ray was still outside. He must have gone in as she didn’t see him around and the hose was gone. As she turned from the door she noticed a leash hanging from a peg on the coat rack. She grabbed it thinking it would be easier to lead Fritz on the leash rather than stooping over and holding his collar.

Liz slipped out the sliding glass door into the backyard. She didn’t even need to call Fritz as he came running over to her the instant he saw her on the patio. She reached down and clipped the leash to the D-ring on his collar. Liz was surprised at the easy and comfort with which she now started executing her plan. While there was a little fear and nervousness in her actions it was nothing like what she experienced yesterday. She suspected her carnal desires and the craving to relive the sexual ecstasy she shared with Fritz gave her the confidence she needed to be bolder today.

“Are you ready? Let’s go to my place, lover.”

Liz walked to the gate with Fritz at her side. He seemed a bit more submissive with his leash on, following closely at her heel. Liz peeked again over the fence to make sure no one was around. When she was certain the coast was clear she quickly led Fritz out one gate then quickly through the gate into her backyard and entered her house through the sliding glass door into the kitchen.

Sliding the door closed behind her, she turned and bent down to unfasten the leash from Fritz’s collar. She tilted her head and studied his collar with an inquisitive look. It was an inch wide black leather strap with a silver buckle; his name tag and license hanging from the D-ring. She looked at his collar and had a crazy notion that he should be unencumbered from such domination trappings. It represented his submission and ownership to John and Donna but tonight she was going to willingly submit her body to his domination.

“How would you like to be rid of that thing for tonight? Hmmm?” She grabbed the buckle and unfastened the strap and removed it from his neck thus freeing him. She unclasped the leash from the D-ring and set it coiled up on the counter next to the sliding glass door. She looked at the leather strap in her hands for several minutes then placed it against her throat. Her hands fumbled with joining the ends together behind her as she bent her head down and securely fastened the buckle. With the collar in place around her neck she ran her fingers over the leather restraint that bound her, feeling the cool metal tags against the notch at the base of her throat and the etched letters of Fritz’s name on the tag.

“There, now I belong to you. I’m your bitch for the night…” Liz sighed in a breathy, sultry voice. “Make yourself at home down here while I get ready. I don’t know if this is going to do anything for you but I have something planned that’s making me wet just thinking about it.”

Fritz stayed in the kitchen and watched her walk out of the room wondering if she was going to call him to her room…

Chapter Fourteen

When Liz reached the stairs she decided she’d like to enjoy a little wine as she was getting ready. She turned around and entered the kitchen again to find Fritz still standing where she left him.

“Don’t get too excited, big guy, I’m just getting some wine then I’ll go get ready.” Liz opened the pantry and selected a bottle of her favorite Merlot. Fritz watched her as she opened the bottle and grabbed a wine glass from the cupboard.

“It’s too bad you don’t drink otherwise I’d offer you something.” She said with a pensive smile.

Liz grabbed the wine bottle by the neck with her left hand and cupped the glass in her right then headed back upstairs. Upon entering her bedroom she closed the door behind her, she didn’t want to see Fritz until she was ready for him. She moved into the bathroom, set the glass on the counter, and proceeded to pour herself some wine. The deep rich burgundy color of the liquid splashed against the bottom of the goblet then flowed and swirled to fill the void. Liz never thought pouring wine into a glass could be so erotic but her mind was obsessed with thoughts of sex. The image of the wine flowing in the glass made her think of Fritz’s sperm splashing against the back of her vagina and filling her as he poured his semen in her pussy. Her mind and body were aroused by the erotic imagery; her nipples stiffened and strained against her bra, her breath quickened and her face became flush. She gave a deep sigh and touched the leather collar around her neck resisting the urge to just call Fritz to her now and let him fuck her silly.

“Calm down, Elizabeth, you have all evening.” She said to herself as she took several deep, steady calming breaths.

She took a sip of wine then turned to run a nice hot bath for herself in the Jacuzzi bathtub. She grabbed the glass jar sitting on the tub deck containing lavender-scented bath salts. She removed the lid and brought the jar up to her nose. Closing her eyes she inhaled the fragrant aroma.

“Ahhh… I love the smell of lavender.” She poured the crystals into the hot water now filling the tub watching them fizz and bubble as they dissolved. The smell of lavender rose from the tub and spread to fill the room.

Liz wanted to complete the ambiance of her bath with candles but it was still too light outside so she went around the bedroom and bathroom pulling all the shades. With the rooms now darker she retrieved a book of matches from her dresser and lit the candles on the nightstand next to the bed. She glanced at the sexy lingerie carefully laid out on the comforter and smiled then moved into the bathroom to light the candles that sat on the deck around the tub. She pursed her lips and softly exhaled to blow out the match then bent down to turn off the water filling the tub.

Almost ready, she thought to herself. She retrieved the can of Skintimate shaving gel and her Venus razor from under the sink and placed them on the tub deck then poured a little more wine in her glass and set it next to the razor. There, she was now ready to pamper herself with a luxurious bath. No, wait; there was one more thing she needed. Liz went to her nightstand and pulled out her copy of “Men in Love.”

Returning to the tub she set the book next to her glass of wine. Kicking off her shoes, Liz crossed her arms across her body and grabbed her shirt lifting her arms and pulling it over her head in a single swift motion then dropped it to the floor. Reaching behind her back she gathered and stretched the elastic material of her bra to unfasten the hooks. She shrugged the straps off her shoulders letting it fall down her arms into her hands and releasing her breasts. She dropped the bra on top of her shirt on the floor. Sucking in her tummy she placed her left hand on the waist and undid the button and unzipped her shorts with her right hand. Placing her hands on either side of her hips she slipped her thumbs inside the waistband of her shorts and panties pulling them off her hips then down her thighs and legs stepping out of them and leaving a pool of her clothes at her feet. She opened a drawer in the cabinet and pulled out a hair clip. Gathering her hair in her hands she twisted it in a clump behind her head and clipped it up.

Liz stood at the edge of the tub naked except for the leather collar around her neck. She lifted her right leg and poised a pointed toe over the hot, fragrant water. She slowly immersed her leg in the water, letting her leg acclimate to the temperature. Once she was ready she shifted her weight and brought her left leg into the tub and gingerly lowered her body into the water. As she squatted the hot liquid licked her skin then consumed and embraced her until only her neck and head were above the water.

“Ohhhh…” Liz closed her eyes and savored the experience. What was it about a hot bath? Even on a hot summer day, a nice hot bath could still feel so good. She took several slow, deep relaxing breaths and opened her eyes. She reached for her wine and took a sip. The smell of lavender filled her nose. This was heavenly.

Liz picked up her book and flipped through the pages getting them a little wet as she looked for her favorite passages. She still enjoyed reading the fantasies but they seemed a bit diminished and lacking now that she experienced the real thing. None of the stories captured the intensity or eroticism of the carnal act she shared with Fritz. The power of his savage animal desire to use and ravage her body for his sexual gratification, the fullness and pressure inside her vagina when she took all of his penis with its obscene knot, and, best of all, the hot, warm feeling radiating from her womb as his twitching cock sprayed copious amounts of sperm inside her pussy.

Liz dropped the book on the floor and slid her hand under the water continuing down her body to caress and play with her pubic mound. She closed her eyes and slowly moved her middle finger closer and closer to her clitoris. When her finger finally made contact with her swollen nub it sent shivers through her body. As she gently rubbed her clit she relived the memory of Fritz taking her and fucking her with his beautiful cock. She remembered the mixed feelings of fear and ecstasy as his knot forcefully invaded her body then stretched and filled her.

Liz opened her eyes and took a deep breath. She had to stop this otherwise she was going to cum. She didn’t want to cum just yet; she wanted to save her orgasms to share with Fritz. She took another sip of wine then rose up and sat on the tub deck while reaching for the razor and can of shaving gel. She applied the foamy gel to her right calf then gently removed the foam with the razor cleaning the razor in the tub water between strokes. She repeated the ritual with her left leg then cleaned up the hair under her arms. Before she put her razor away she looked at her pubic hair and decided she needed a little trim there as well. She squirted more shaving gel on her fingers and applied the foaming gel to her upper inner thighs and the top and sides of her bush leaving a two-inch-wide by four-inch patch of fur above her clitoris. She carefully removed the shaving cream from her pussy sculpting a sexy little tuft of pubic hair above her vagina.

Liz slipped back into the water and ran her hands over her legs and crotch to remove the remnants of shaving cream. It was time to get out of the bath, the water was becoming tepid. Liz opened the tub stopper and released the water. She stood and carefully stepped out of the tub grabbing a towel. She dabbed the water on her body leaving a thin film of moisture on her skin. Walking into the bedroom she picked up the kimono robe and slipped it over her shoulders, tying the sash belt securely around her waist.

Over the next hour, Liz manicured and painted her nails, fixed her hair and applied her make-up. It was a little bit tedious but when she was done it made her feel so feminine and sexy. She did her hair in a sexy, rocker waves style that she thought made her look really hot. She applied her make-up as the woman at the cosmetics counter had instructed. Her eyes were dark and sultry with a hint of being Egyptian without being cartoonish or looking like a raccoon. The dark shadows of her eyes starkly contrasted with the shockingly bright red of her lips and nails.

She moved into the bedroom and took off her kimono robe, placing it on the bed. She picked up the corset and wrapped it around her torso pulling it tight to slide the pin into the box of the zipper halves. She grabbed the pull tab between the thumb and index finger of her right hand and pulled it up while holding the bottom with her left hand. The zipper stopped just above the bottom of and between her breasts. She pulled and adjusted the corset lifting her breasts so the top of the corset fit under the crease of each breast. It was a snug fit.

She grabbed the package of lace-top thigh-high hosiery tearing the plastic wrapper and removing the black stockings from the cardboard. She walked around and sat in the armchair then rolled a stocking into a circular ring and placed her right foot into the black silk. She smiled thinking how sexy her red toenails looked sliding into the sheer black material. She pulled the nylon up straightening her leg in the air as the nylon covered her foot, calf, knee and finally her thigh. She adjusted the stay-up lace-top and straightened the seam that ran down the back. She repeated the process putting the other nylon on her left leg. With both nylons on she stood and attached the straps from the corset to the nylons. Liz thought these were a little silly since the nylons had stay-up tops but they did look sexy.

Liz moved back to stand by the bed to look at the remaining pieces lying there. She picked up one of the pasties that came with the corset. Turning it over in her hand she grimaced and decided it was unnecessary. Why would she want to cover her nipples? She explicitly bought this corset because it exposed her breasts; she wasn’t going to now cover her nipples. She tossed the pasties aside and picked up the matching g-string. She took it into the bathroom and found the petroleum jelly under her sink. G-strings were okay but they could get uncomfortable. She applied a little petroleum jelly to the strap that ran from the bottom of the crotch triangle up to the waist strap. Stepping into the g-string she pulled it up her waist so the waist strap was just above her hip bones. She adjusted the small patch of material to cover her pussy and the string between her butt cheeks. Wiggling her hips she confirmed for herself that the fit was comfortable enough.

She walked back into the bedroom and stepped into her Nine West black pumps then reached over to pick-up the kimono robe and slipped it over her shoulders. She glimpsed at her reflection in the mirror across the room. She gave herself a seductive smile then walked the hip-swaying, one foot in front of the other sultry walk of a femme fatale around the bed, across the room coming to a stop in front of the mirror. She didn’t recognize the woman staring back at her. She was getting aroused looking at this sexual siren. She wanted to see this sexy female being fucked; specifically being fucked by a large horny male dog. Liz bit her lower lip showing her beautiful white teeth against the glossy bright red background of her lips. She was ready.

Liz closed the kimono around her body and tied the sash belt firmly about her waist. She walked back to the bed and blew out the candles on the nightstand then took her silver vibrator from the drawer. She went into the bathroom and blew out the candles around the tub and picked up her glass and the bottle of wine. She moved back into the bedroom and placed her hand on the knob, paused and closed her eyes. She felt her knees getting weak and she was noticeably shaking.

“God, Liz, what are you doing?” she sighed in a small child-like voice. No, stop that! She wanted this. She knew she wanted this more than anything else right now but you had to be a pretty cool and shallow person if you didn’t at least have a fleeting moment of doubt. She’d already crossed the line of sexual taboo yesterday so why not enjoy it? Liz took a deep breath and looked around the room. It was almost 7:00 pm. Ready or not, Fritz, here I come.

Chapter Fifteen

Her heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she made her way into the kitchen, her seductively, slinky entrance through the hallway reminiscent of a model strolling down a fashion show runway. Nervously biting the tip of her tongue, a mischievous grin graced her lips, as her eyes slowly scanned the room until she spotted Fritz lying on the carpet in the family room in front of the fireplace. She felt the material of her g-string becoming wet against her vulva and her knees getting weak as she softly sighed at the sight of him and the thought of what she was about to do. Her face suddenly felt hot as she became flush and started to softly pant. Fritz raised his head to stare at her causing her nipples to stiffen and her heart to start rapidly pounding in her chest and beating in her ears. Liz was still a little nervous about what she was doing; after all, she’d only done this once before.

“So, what do you think, Lover? How do I look?” She said in a breathy voice that trembled with fear as a nervous come-hither smile graced her pretty face. She was a vision of exotic feminine beauty seductively standing before this savage beast, somewhat cool and confident on the outside while shaking like a leaf inside. Several frail gasps escaped from her red glossy lips as Fritz got up off the floor and casually strolled toward her sniffing her scent in the air as he approached her. Her pheromones filled his snout and flooded his brain as he remembered the distinct aroma of this female and the pleasure her body gave him. The pointed tip of his tiny pink cock began to slowly protrude out of the center of the hairy sheath under his belly as his body associated her scent with the female bitch he bred yesterday. She looked strangely different now but her scent was unmistakable to him. Liz was shaking as he stopped before her inquisitively looking into her eyes before lowering his snout to press his nose against her crotch and deeply inhaling her scent. Liz froze as she felt him cautiously extend his tongue and begin licking at the frothy moisture now seeping through the flimsy black fabric covering her pussy.

“Ohhhh God….” Liz sighed as she closed her eyes, tilting her head back savoring the soft pressure of his tongue on her g-string as he teased her vagina. She opened her mouth silently gasping for air while stifling a cry then, after what felt like several long minutes, slowly exhaling while letting a soft crying whimper escape from her luscious glossy red lips. Fritz continued licking her crotch with increasing determination trying to snake his tongue around the edges of the barrier that prevented him from tasting the source of her sweet nectar. Her g-string was becoming soaked with her flowing sexual secretions and his saliva. Liz instinctively responded to her lover’s advances by spreading her thighs ever so slightly and gently rocking her hips into his snout. She loved the feeling of his tongue teasing her pussy and was dying to remove the tiny cloth barrier that prevented his tongue from slipping inside her.

Liz was almost at the point of no return, her body aching to succumb to his desires. The bottle of wine was about to fall from her hands when a little voice began to cry out in her head “No! No, not yet!.” Liz took a deep breath and opened her eyes wide. She stepped back from his snout and squeezed her thighs together, jutting her butt away from him to deny her pussy to his invasive probing tongue.

“Whew! Okay… Okay, that’s enough of that for right now.” She swallowed hard. “Just, just give me a minute then we’ll do more of that. I promise. Oh yeah, we’ll do more of that…” She said while panting and trying to catch her breath.

Liz turned and set the wine bottle, vibrator, and glass on the kitchen island counter. No sooner had she turned and set them down when her body was suddenly slammed against the island. She managed to quickly catch and support her upper body with her arms as her exposed breasts pressed against the cool surface of the counter, almost knocking over the wine bottle and her glass, as she felt the weight of Fritz’s body landing on her back. His strong muscular legs swiftly clamped tight around her waist as he tried to pull her to the floor and fuck her.

“Ughhhh…” she grunted as he knocked the air out of her. She quickly spread her legs to steady her balance and brace herself against Fritz’s sudden attempt to forcefully take her to satisfy his lust. The rapid thrusting motion of his body on her back repeatedly pushed her shoulders and chest into the hard marble surface of the counter. His raw animal lust for her sex was intoxicating and excited her. She fought the urge to submit to him and just drop to the floor on her hands and knees and yield to his will.

Liz was at his mercy as he trapped her against the counter, unwilling to let her go as he feverishly sought to insert his cock into her body. She felt his hard boney penis poking, squirting and slapping the back of her thighs then wildly flailing in the void between her legs, searching in vain with a savage hunger for her vagina. His penis was only a foot or so away from her vagina but it might as well have been a million miles. After what seemed like an eternity but was actually only a brief minute of frenzied lust, it became apparent to Fritz that he wasn’t going to be able to mount this bitch. Defeated, he reluctantly released her and slid down off her back, his cock swaying and bouncing under his belly as little clear jets of pre-cum squirted from the pointed tip.

Liz was still trying to catch her breath as she slowly lifted herself from the counter and turned to look at Fritz. She could see he was frustrated at not being able to fuck her and was still arching his back, humping the air beneath him as if he was fucking an imaginary vagina. His cock was extended out of his sheath but still relatively small. Little pools of his pre-cum were scattered everywhere on the floor.

“So I guess you liked fucking my pussy yesterday? Hmmm? Do you want to fuck me again? Huh? Do you want to bury that big nasty bone of yours in my pussy again? Hmmm?” Liz taunted breathlessly as she watched him sit then spread his hind legs so he could lick his balls and receding cock. The power her pussy had over him was intoxicating. Fritz’s blind animal desire for her body frightened and excited her. His lust for her sex unleashed in her soul her own primal sexual craving to be penetrated and filled with his male seed. She had no more doubts; she knew she had to have him in her. To be as one with him again with his hot, swollen penis locked inside her throbbing and squirting warm jets of his seed deep into her womb. Tied together sexually, savoring the euphoria of their bodies in a taboo conjoined union.

“Be a good boy and let me finish getting ready, then we’ll play some more. Lay down. Down. Good boy. Now stay!” Liz commanded in a soft but firm voice.

Chapter Sixteen

Liz stood up straight adjusting her corset then walked past Fritz into the family room. She pushed the coffee table back towards the fireplace to make space in the center of the room. She then turned and squatted in front of the television pulling open the drawer in the media cabinet below. She grabbed the Sony camcorder, mini-tripod, and the camcorder video cable. She connected the camcorder to the 55” flat-screen TV and set it to display without recording. Liz had a perverse desire, no it was more of a dark craving, to watch her and Fritz as they fucked each other. When he fucked her yesterday, one of the more erotic moments that stuck vividly in her mind was when she saw herself in the mirror. The sight of Fritz on her back as she felt his cock throbbing and cumming inside her was seared into her memory forever.

Liz glanced over her shoulder at Fritz. He was being a good dog; he was still lying on the kitchen floor with his head cocked curiously watching her. She set the mini-tripod with the camcorder underneath the TV in front of the media cabinet pointing into the room. Picking up the remote she stood up, took two steps back then turned the TV on. Pressing the “Source” button she selected Input 1 and the screen filled with an image of a beautiful femme fatale.

Liz smiled at herself then turning to Fritz she seductively batted her eyes, “Almost ready, Lover…”

She then retrieved a blanket and a beach towel from the linen closet and brought them back to the family room. She threw the beach towel on the oversized ottoman in front of the armchair for later then spread the blanket out on the floor in the middle of the room. Moving back into the kitchen, she went to the freezer pulling out a carton of Dryer’s French Vanilla ice cream and set it on the island countertop. Grabbing a bowl and spoon she scooped ice cream into the bowl and put the carton away licking the sweet, sticky treat from her fingers. Fritz intently watched her as she picked up the bowl of ice cream, vibrator, and wine glass and placed them on the coffee table in the family room. The only thing left to do was light the candles and pour another glass of wine.

Liz walked back to the kitchen, found the lighter in the junk drawer then grabbed the bottle of wine. After placing the bottle on the coffee table she proceeded to light the big round ivory candles on the coffee table followed by the candles on the fireplace mantle and a special vanilla-scented candle on the bookshelf next to the TV. She then crossed the room and closed the drapes making the room take on a dark and intimate mood, shadows danced on the walls in the flickering candlelight. Picking up the remote for the stereo she turned it on and selected her favorite smooth jazz station.

There, now everything was ready as she had planned, the stage was set. Pouring herself a glass of wine she turned and looked at Fritz who had obediently stayed where she left him. There was a slight quiver to her hand as she raised the glass to her lips all the while keeping her gaze locked on him. Her heart was now racing again and her jittery nerves were on edge. Her nipples had become ultra-sensitive to the silky material of her robe that was lightly moving over them as her breasts rose and fell with her every breath. This wasn’t fear of the unknown as she’d experienced yesterday. She wasn’t afraid anymore, this was raw sexual tension and the anticipation of what was to come next. She was an addict and Fritz’s beautiful cock was her drug.

“Hey, Lover, are you ready to have some fun? Come here, baby…” Liz said in a low sultry voice. Fritz got up and crossed the room to stand before her eager to be in her favor once more. Liz turned her head to look at the television to see their images projected on the large screen. She thought they looked beautiful together in the soft hues of the candlelight; a sexy woman in erotic black lingerie and her handsome German Shepherd lover. She set her wine glass down on the coffee table and watched herself on the television as she unfastened the sash belt on her kimono robe and let the silky material flow like water off her shoulders, down her arms and pool into her hands. She tossed the robe on the couch where it gathered into a silky black puddle.

Chapter Eighteen

Liz loved the sensual smell of vanilla; the aroma of the scented candle now filled the room. Her breathing had slowed to a steady pace of short deep breaths as her body still quivered with little spasms of pleasure. Slowly opening her eyes she blinked several times to clear the haze from her vision to focus on the shifting shadows morphing on the ceiling in the soft amber light. Reality was gradually seeping back into her consciousness as her body finished reveling in the experience of Fritz’s cunnilingus. She hadn’t felt this wonderfully alive in such a long time, maybe ever. And she wanted more. Her body craved more. She was completely addicted to the physical pleasures her beautiful new lover gave and she desperately wanted to make him feel good in return.

Liz lazily rolled over onto her back to look up at Fritz who had been staring down at her. She smiled pensively at him as she studied his handsome face in the soft candlelight. God, he was beautiful and she was all his for the taking tonight. She knew he was just a dog but she never felt closer to another living creature than she did to him at this moment.

“Silly human female, huh baby? I’ll bet your other bitches don’t go wild like this when you make them feel good, do they?” She said with a nervous laugh. Sitting up she wrapped her arms around his neck and held him close to her chest, his coarse fur and warm body pressing against her sensitive nipples and full breasts.

“Do you still want to fuck me, handsome?” Liz asked in a soft little voice as she sat back and looked into his eyes.

“Hmmm? Do you want to put your hot doggy cock in my tight little pussy? Huh?” She studied his face wondering if he understood what she was saying. Liz sighed with a submissive pleading look, “I want you so bad. I don’t think you understand how much I want you. Do you want me too? Hmmm? I need to feel that amazing cock of yours cumming inside me again. I want to make you feel good too, lover. You seemed to like fucking me yesterday. Do you want to do it again? Hmm? How about it, baby? Do you want to fuck me now?”

Liz bit the right side of her lower lip, her pearly white teeth sensually deforming her ruby red lip as she stared deep into his dark eyes. Breaking her gaze she slowly rose up to stand before her lover. Fritz leaned in and stuck his muzzle in her crotch to smell her swollen and excited pussy. He may not have understood her words but he did understand the physical signs of an aroused female ready and willing to be bred. He couldn’t tell her but his mind was filled with an overwhelming desire to fuck her. He could feel the mild, euphoric tingling sensation of his scrotum beginning to constrict as his penis began to swell with desire in anticipation of breeding this horny bitch.

“Ahh!” Liz lightly squealed but forced herself to remain still as his cold, wet nose pressed against her clit and he took a good whiff of her sex before she eased her crotch away from his nose.

“Yes, baby, my pussy is going to be all yours tonight just give me one more minute to prepare myself for you, lover…” Liz felt a little guilty pulling away from him yet again but this time it was necessary. She moved past Fritz to push the large ottoman to the center of the room. Fritz stood back and watched her move about the room, panting and wagging his tail as he sensed something good was about to happen. Liz kept looking over her shoulder at the television as she positioned the ottoman, making sure she would be able to watch Fritz on the big screen as he fucked her.

Once she was satisfied with the location of her soon to be breeding bed she picked up the beach towel and spread it over the ottoman. Bending at the waist her supple breasts hung down with a ripe, full beautifully as they gently swayed with the movement of her body. After seeing the large puddle of cum on the bedroom carpet yesterday she didn’t want to have to explain any large cum stains on the ottoman to Steve. With the towel in place, Liz stood up straight and took a deep cleansing breath, her hard, erect nipples standing out before her on her full, pillowy breasts. She then turned on her heels and gave Fritz a sultry look only the daughter of the devil could give before gracefully lowering herself down to sit with her butt on the edge on the ottoman. Turning her head to look at herself on the television she gave herself an approving smirk then looked back over her shoulder at Fritz with a seductive gleam in her eyes.

“Come here, baby. I’m ready for you, lover. My body is now all yours to use. Breed me like one of your nasty bitches…” Liz said with a smile. She spread her legs open and patted her pubic mound, inviting her lover in to take her sex. Liz tipped her head back slightly, letting her hair flow over her back, and started to breathe in short, quick, nervous breaths as Fritz cautiously moved towards her. When he came up between her thighs she leaned her head forward, looking into his eyes, and reached out to hold his head in her hands. She caressed and stroked his ears with her fingers then leaned farther forward to nuzzle his head, her breasts gently swaying on either side of his snout as his whiskers tickled her nipples. Sitting up she patted her stomach trying to coax him to climb on top of her.

“Come here, Fritz. Up. Up, baby!” She placed her hands on his shoulders then gently guided him to rise up and stand with his front legs on either side of her hips. Fritz awkwardly lifted himself to stand with his front paws on the ottoman and his upper body pressed against hers, his head resting on her right shoulder. Liz hugged him then slowly lowered her torso back to lie flat on the ottoman while simultaneously pulling him with her until he stood over her shaking and quivering body. Fritz’s front legs were now on either side of her heaving breasts; his hips and the tip of his cock mere inches from her wet, waiting vagina. She could feel his thick, hairy sheath gently swaying in the tiny space between her thighs next to her swollen vulva. She swallowed hard as she gazed up at him with a look of fear and lust before starting a shallow panting like a bitch in heat. She could feel herself getting wetter as her body instinctively prepared for him to penetrate her. She held his shoulders in her arms, keeping her gaze fixed on his face, as she spread her thighs wider causing her labia to part as she offered herself to him, waiting for him to make the next move.

Fritz didn’t know what to do. He had never fucked a bitch this way before so he just looked down at her nervous and uncertain what to do.

“Come on, baby. Fuck me… Please fuck me…” Liz whimpered in a tiny voice as she pleaded with him to take her. She began grunting and rocking her hips up to rub against his furry belly in frustrated desperation trying to entice him to fuck her. As the excruciatingly long, awkward seconds passed she became increasingly exasperated and was aching to have him ram his cock into her pussy.

Unable to wait for him any longer, Liz moved her left arm up over his body placing her hand firmly between his shoulder blades while lowering her right hand down to slide between their bodies eagerly seeking his hard cock. Liz’s steel-eyed, empty gaze was locked on Fritz as the palm of her hand traveled down the length of his warm, furry belly until her fingers found his sheath; the pointed tip of his cock was barely poking out of the end. She wrapped her fingers gently around the sheath; her thighs quivering a bit as she felt his hard, firm cock inside its protective home.

“Ohhhh…” she sighed. “Don’t you want to fuck me, baby?” She cooed in a tiny breathless voice as she gently rocked her hips up-and-down, rocking her pussy just inches from his sheathed cock. Looking up at him she stuck out her pretty bottom lip and pouted. “Aren’t you interested in fucking Lizzie’s pussy?”

Liz began stroking his cock with short, rapid, little movements. She could feel his hot, hairy ball sack start swinging between his legs to brush against her inner thigh as she pulled and pushed his sheath. She loved the sensation of his furry sleeve in her hand as it slid over his firm penis. She could even feel a small round ball hidden at the base of his cock as it began to swell in her hand encouraging her to quicken the pace of her fondling. Liz got a nasty smirk on her face and let out a nervously little victory giggle as she realized her stimulating touch was having the desired effect on him as his cock expanded in her hand.

“You like that, baby? Does that feel good?” She said as she stared up at him with lust-filled eyes.

His hard, boney penis continued to swell in her hand until the slick, pointed tip once again began extending out of his hairy sheath. Soon, hot little jets of pre-cum started squirting out of the tip onto her pussy and inner thighs. Drips ran down her skin to a low point near her butt where they collected together in a little stream running down her skin to the towel. Liz tried aiming his spritzing cock at her gaping pussy but Fritz had started jerking his hips in search of the entrance to her moist cunt but was being restricted in his quest by the grip she had on his cock. Since Fritz now understood what she needed Liz released his cock so he could fuck her.

“Oh, God, yes, baby, that’s it! Ahh… Ahh… Yes!” she cried as Fritz began an awkward, jerky thrusting of his pelvis which quickly turned into a wild flailing of his extending cock in search of her moist and eager vagina. In the next frantic heartbeats of the two lovers his hard, boney appendage repeatedly stabbed at her crotch but failed to find the opening in her vulva leading to her vagina. A firm, lust-filled thrust of his cock poked her pussy on the left side then slid up between their bodies with the tip of his penis gliding through her furry little pubic patch while squirting hot pre-cum fluid over her stomach. Feeling his hot, slick cock on her soft belly as it sprayed warm pre-cum drove her insane.

“Ohhh, God, yes! Yes!! That’s it, baby. Fuck me! Put your hot cock in me. Use my pussy…” She panted and screamed as she stared up at him while rocking her hips in a desperate effort to capture his cock in her cunt.

“Ahh!… Ahh! That’s it! Come on, baby, give it to me… Ahh!” Liz cried out as Fritz frantically sought to bury his cock in her. His wild pelvic thrusts poked and stabbed at her pussy but failed to find the mark. Several times the pointed tip of his penis slipped inside barely penetrating her only to be instantly removed in the confusion and frenzy of his wild thrusting. He was driving her crazy with desire as he unintentionally teased and tormented her pussy. She had to have him. She had to have him filling her cunt and spraying his hot seed in her womb. She was an addict possessed with an overwhelming physical craving to have his cock inside her.

Liz kicked off her shoes then sliding her hands down his lurching body she raised her legs around his body. She reached out to grab her thighs just below the backs of her knees. Grasping her legs firmly in each hand she pulled her legs back and further apart tilting her hips and raising her vagina toward is cock. She was now completely vulnerable and totally spread open for him to penetrate her body. She was offering her gaping, wet pussy to his hot, stiff male appendage. Liz was practically catatonic as she lay there staring up at him as he hovered over her hunching and jerking his squirting penis at her. She was panting to the point of hyperventilating with frustrated sexual desire, waiting for his cock to enter her. Her pussy was on fire, aching to have his cock fill and fuck her. She clenched her butt cheeks which tilted her hips up slightly more and brought her vagina even closer to his throbbing male probe when he suddenly thrust his hard cock hard into her wet cunt and she felt his hot poker slip deep inside her cunt.

“OOHH! Oh, GOD, YES! Fuck me, baby, fuck me!” she screamed as Fritz instinctively did what came naturally to him. His hips were a blur of motion as he rapidly and savagely penetrated this horny bitch over and over with his hot, swelling cock. His hairy ball sack was spanking her anus as his large, full testicles swung obscenely between his legs. His hind legs kept coming up off the floor as if he was trying to climb inside her. He was now consumed with a raging desire to push his cock ever deeper into her body as his knot expanded and swelled with each salacious stroke. Liz’s pussy was now so wet from their mutual sexual secretions that their carnal union made a loud, sloppy, slurping sound as they fucked each other with wild abandon. Fritz ravaged her pussy, again and again, waiting for his swelling knot to become stuck inside this bitch to be followed by the rapture of her vagina closing firmly around him tying them together and triggering the ejaculation his simple brain craved.

Liz grunted and moaned like an animal as he forcefully rammed his cock in and out of her pussy. Her chest and head lightly rocked back against the ottoman with each powerful thrust of his muscular body. Liz clenched her teeth then tightened her grip on her legs as she held herself open for Fritz as he slammed his hips against her and penetrated and stretched her pussy in ways she never experienced before. As impossible as it seemed his cock felt larger and was probing deeper into her than when he fucked her yesterday. She could feel his fat cock swelling and pushing her womb up into her stomach. At times he was so brutal in his assault on her pussy that he made her wince in pain but it was quickly replaced with a pleasant, warm tingling sensation as her vagina stretched and molded around his growing hot cock. Staring up at her canine lover with a dazed look of lustful passion Liz caught a glimpse of the erotically perverse scene displayed on the television screen in the corner of her eye. She turned her head to look at the television screen to see a huge dog anxiously fucking a beautiful woman. The perverse yet erotic image of this powerful canine male coupling with a woman for his sexual gratification excited her immensely. She was mesmerized by the thought of their unnatural inter-species union somehow worked so perfectly, so beautifully. How could this be wrong when it felt so good…

“Ugh, ugh, ugh… Oh, oh… Oh, my God! AAAGGHHH!!” The sight of Fritz fucking her while feeling him inside her was soooo hot! It was driving her wild. She could feel her orgasm building…

Liz released her grip on her legs and wrapped them around her lover’s back, locking her ankles together over his gyrating hips. She ran her hands over his back grabbing fists full of his fur as she pulled him closer and rocked her hips up to meet his thrusts, feeling his cock push ever deeper into her body. She panted in short, quick breaths between clenched teeth as her body shook with a beautiful toe-curling orgasm. Her vagina gushed and constricted around his penis further stimulating her lover and causing his knot to suddenly swell larger. His cock was now huge as he drove the tennis ball-sized knot inside her cunt. With one last forceful thrust, she felt her pussy being stretched wide then closing tight around him. Fritz tried pulling out but was now captured tight inside her vagina. He continued several small futile thrusts tugging and twisting his cock inside her as her vagina wrapped around his throbbing penis. This was the same wonderful fullness in her belly she’d experienced yesterday and she knew they were once again tied.

“AAAHHHHH!!” Liz cried out as a second orgasm, more intense than the last, raked her body. She held Fritz close feeling his firm body next to her, his heart pounding in his chest, as she curled her toes while her body shook and quivered with orgasmic pleasure.

Her head was spinning. Everything was suddenly moving in slow motion. Her body was in a hyper-sensitive state she’d never felt before. As the lips of her labia closed around his knot she could feel the lewd bulb continue to swell and expand inside her vagina putting pressure on her bladder and G-spot. The tip of his cock was firmly lodged deep inside her vagina and pushing against her cervix. His cock was huge and a bit uncomfortable as it shoved her uterus up against her stomach yet it felt so good to be filled so completely. The pressure of her vagina constricting around his knot immediately triggered Fritz’s instinctive physical response to release his sperm into this bitch. Liz stared up at Fritz wide-eyed as he closed his eyes and his body became rigid above her. She sensed the same familiar twitch in his cock common to all males just before they came.

“Oh, God, this is it! He’s going to cum…” she thought with frantic perception.

Liz rapidly clenched her butt cheeks with short, quick little movements that pressed her pussy up against his belly; the coarse short hairs around his sheath jabbing her labia as his penis continued to swell and pulse inside her cunt. Her body stiffened as she held her breath, her face frozen in an expression of a silent scream. In less than a heartbeat, he would be ejaculating his seed deep in her womb. The thought of it both terrified and excited her. Her face was hot and flushed; her nipples ached, and her body trembled with anticipation. Then it happened…

“OHH! OH, MY GOD! AHHH!” Liz cried out as she felt the first hot jets of his cum squirting deep inside her pussy. Her mind raced with images of his fat, red cock shooting nasty doggy seed directly into her womb. She clamped her legs firmly around Fritz’s waist holding him tighter against her body as they remained locked together each consumed in their own physical pleasure.

“Yes! Yes! That’s it, baby… Cum in me… Cum in my pussy…” She begged. “Ugh, ugh, ugh… Give me your cum… Ugh, ugh… That’s it, give it to me… Ugh, ugh… Use me, use my cunt…” she breathlessly begged as she continued to rock her hips as he ejaculated inside her.

Liz felt his cock repeatedly twitch and move inside her followed by the wonderful warmth of his sperm squirting in her belly. Her head was spinning as she slowly came down from the euphoric high of their union. She unlocked her ankles from around his back and lowered her stocking feet to the floor, as her frenzied convulsions slowed to a gentle rocking of her hips, feeling his swollen knot firmly locked in her pussy. His hairy scrotum and balls were nestled in the little crevasse below her pussy resting against her anus where they pulsed like a tiny beating heart as he kept spewing semen into her womb. His cock was huge and a bit uncomfortable but it felt so good to be so full of his hot cock and sperm.

Once he was tied to her there was little for her to do but lay there and let him use her until he was done cumming in her. It was so strange to just lie there impaled on his cock as he continued to ejaculate hot semen into her womb. A wild rollercoaster ride of physical sensations, mostly euphoric but mixed with a little pain.

Gazing up at Fritz she watched him through half-opened eyes as she caught her breath, her breathing slowing down to a steady rhythmic pace of deep measured breaths as if she just finished running a marathon. Fritz just stood stoic and unmoving over her perspiring body as he continued to spray his cum in her. She wondered what he was thinking if he thought anything at all about fucking her. Did he like her pussy? Did she make him feel good? He seemed so distant and unaffected while she was a physical and emotional wreck as they remained tied together in their conjoined sexual union.

After several more long minutes, Fritz shifted his weight and tried stepping back from her causing his knot to put more pressure on her bladder; the pain she felt confirmed he was still too big to slide out.

“Ahhh, no, no, no! Stay, Fritz! Ugh, ugh… Stay! You’re still too big, baby…” Liz cried as she grabbed his shoulders to hold him in place. She tried to relax but she could tell he was still cumming in her. The frequency of his ejaculations had slowed but his cock still periodically twitched in her followed by little warm sensations in her belly.

Fritz looked down at her then nervously looked around the room. She could tell he was done with her and just wanted to get down. She held him still in her arms as he licked his chops and started panting. The fog of lust had now lifted from her mind as Fritz was finishing his breeding of her. The smell of his warm dog breath, his coarse fur on her breasts, crotch, and thighs, his hot penis and knot stuck in her vagina and the warm, glowing sensation of his sperm in her womb cemented the reality of what she’d just done in her mind. She turned to look at the television to see herself sexually conjoined with a dog. While her carnal craving for a dog’s cock disturbed her on some level she didn’t care. It’s what she wanted and she had no regrets…

“Ahhhhh!” Fritz was pulling back again but this time it was different. The pain wasn’t as bad and she could feel her pussy stretching around his knot. She bore down and squeezed her abdomen to help him expel his cock from her body.

“Ahhhhh!” she cried again and with one final push, she helped his cock pop out of her cunt followed by an embarrassing queef and a gush of semen. Her body went limp as a rag doll on the ottoman as Fritz stepped down and moved away. Even though she felt too weak to move she forced herself to lift her head to look at him, she wanted to see his cock. She let out a feeble, quivering sigh at the sight of his huge cock with the large knot as it bobbed beneath his belly. The thought of that beautiful cock having just fucked her made her face flush with uneasy excitement. She was physically spent but if he were to try mounting her again she’d willingly let him fuck her again. While it did feel good to have that monster out of her and the pressure from having such a big cock in her pussy to be gone there was also a sad emptiness inside her and a desire to be filled again.

Liz lay on the ottoman with her eyes closed recovering from her sexual tryst with Fritz. A warm trickle seeped from her swollen labia down her anus and pooled in the towel under her butt. She softly ran the tips of her fingers over her pussy as she reflected on how good his cock felt as he was squirting his seed in her. She fell asleep savoring the feel of his warm sperm inside her pussy.

Chapter Nineteen

Liz awoke to a mostly dark room; all the candles had burned out except for one dim, flickering flame giving off a faint amber glow. Her mind was woozy and in a state of disoriented confusion as she wondered what time it was. She knew it must be late but the house was still hot and muggy; the humidity made her skin moist and sticky. She mindlessly ran her hands down her body to caress her stomach, crotch, and thighs. Running her fingers through her matted pubic hair she could feel the dried and crusty remnants of Fritz’s pre-cum that had sprayed copiously on her naked flesh as his penis frantically searched for her vagina. She wasn’t sore but her pussy certainly felt like she’d been fucked hard and abused by a very large cock. A somber emptiness in the pit of her stomach filled her with a sense of loss, a sense of something missing. Gently she touched her clitoris with the fingertips of her right hand sending a delicious shiver through her body. She slowly slid her middle finger down, parting her labia and inserting the tip of her finger.

“Ohhhhhh…” An almost silent sigh escaped from her lips. Her fingertip rested in a pool of dog semen that remained trapped in her vagina. The thought of his sperm in her body satisfied some deep, dark primeval feminine desire to be bred by a virile male.

Liz turned her head to look at the television and saw her shadowy body barely visible in the dim light but clearly splayed across the ottoman. She looked and felt like a high price prostitute that had been ravaged and left by her client once he’d finished using her body.

The corset had become uncomfortable so she slowly lifted herself to sit upright on the ottoman and pulled the zipper down until it released her body from the confines of the sexy torso restraint. Her body was weak and tired from her physical sexual exertion with Fritz. Throwing the corset on the floor she took a deep breath and groggily looked around the room as she peeled her nylons off one leg then the other.

Liz wrapped her arms across her bare chest and held herself tight while shrugging her shoulders and stretching her neck. She was naked save for the leather collar around her neck. She blinked several times before staring into the darkness to focus on the shadowy figure sitting patiently at the sliding door in the kitchen. As her eyes adjusted to the dim light she realized it was Fritz, he obviously wanted to go outside. Liz reached for her robe on the couch and slid it over her shoulders. The soft, silky material felt deliciously cool on her skin. She closed the robe around her body and tied the sash tight around her waist.

“I’m coming, baby. Just give me a second…”

As she approached the sliding glass door she reached over to turn on the light. Fritz craned his neck to watch her as she moved behind him. He softly whined and wagged his tail signaling his need to go out.

“Yes, lover, I’m here. I’ll let you out.” She unlatched the door then slid back the glass door and the screen. Fritz bolted out the door and disappeared into the inky black darkness of the back yard. There was no moon out so the night seemed impenetrable as she watched him slip into the shadows of the backyard.

Liz leaned against the door jamb as she waited for Fritz to finish his business. She felt good. She was tired, sweaty, a little gamy and in need of a nice hot shower but she felt content. She smiled as she relived the feeling of being filled with his cock. As crazy as it seemed, she yearned to be filled by him again.

Liz played mindlessly with the dog tags on the collar around her neck as she gazed into the darkness. Her time alone with Fritz was almost over. Steve would be back tomorrow and John and Donna would be back on either Saturday or Sunday. She was going to have to give Fritz back his collar and take him back to his house. She would probably never be able to enjoy his magnificent cock again. Her secret sexual decadence would be just a memory. The thought made her a little sad since it signaled the end. The end of something she didn’t want to let go.

Liz continued to play with the dog tags as she started to wonder where Fritz had gone. Where was he? She was starting to get a little impatient, she needed to pee too after all. When she squeezed her thighs together the pressure on her bladder and sensitive vulva sent shivers through her body.

Just as she was about to call out to Fritz she looked down to see his leash on the counter. The leather strap mesmerized her as she continued to fondle the collar around her neck. Without thinking she turned out the light and let the darkness flow around her. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she unfastened her robe letting it fall to the floor around her feet. Picking up the leather coil she held the metal clasp in her hand as the length of the leash fell straight then bounced against her naked body. Reaching up she fastened the clasp on the D-ring of the collar. The leash hung from her neck running down her body, between her breasts, across her belly to dangle between her legs. To the rest of the world she was a woman and tomorrow that’s who she’d be again but tonight she was Fritz’s bitch and she was going to finish the night being his bitch.

Chapter Twenty

Liz stepped through the doorway into the dark night silently gliding over the patio then slipping her toes into the cool grass of the back yard. She paused at the edge of the patio and nervously looked around the yard. She was standing outside literally naked to the world with a collar around her neck and the leash dangling down her body. The sound of her beating heart pounded in her ears. She was terrified yet excited, her face was warm and flush and her nipples were firm and erect in the cool night air. As she drank in the sights and sounds around her she took comfort in seeing the neighborhood was completely still with the exception of the sound of crickets and other distant creatures of the night. She studied the nearby houses to make sure they were dark and void of prying eyes. Scanning the yard she looked for Fritz but couldn’t see him, she thought he must have gone into the trees or bushes at the back of the yard.

Lowering her body down onto her knees she leaned forward to place the palms of her hands in the grass and position herself on all fours, her beautiful breasts rolling forward to hang plump and full between her arms. She took several seductive “steps” into the yard as a four-legged creature, her hips undulating as her hands and knees skimmed over the surface of the grass. The leather leash fastened to her neck trailed beneath her and brushed against her breasts as they gently swayed with the rolling motion of her body.

She desperately needed to pee. Spreading her knees apart she lowered her hips until her pussy was just inches above the grass. She raised her head and curved her back allowing her hair to flow over her neck and shoulders. Her breasts cradled the dog leash in a gentle embrace as it ran from the ground up to the collar around her neck. Partially closing her eyes she relaxed and sighed as she let the warm golden liquid escape from her bladder. It felt so kinky being outside, totally naked and peeing in the grass like a female dog. She felt a little river of warmth running along her right calf as she continued to relieve herself. She never thought peeing could be so voluptuous.

As the warm stream between her legs slowed then came to a stop little drips collected on her labia then fell to the ground until a single last droplet clung to her body. As Liz savored her relief from the mild discomfort of her bladder she saw Fritz materializing in the darkness before her. Something seemed different about him; he strolled toward her with a stealthy, confident, yet commanding stride. He gazed inquisitively at her, lowering his head and smelling the air around her as he approached never taking his eyes off his prey. Liz froze and held her proud female animal pose as he slowly circled around her left side to come up behind her then moved his head between her legs. He sniffed at her urine puddle in the grass then brought his snout up to smell her wet pussy. He smelled her urine, her female sexual secretions and the remnants of his own semen.

A mild sense of fear suddenly sent a chill racing through her body. She’d never seen Fritz act like this before and was becoming a bit afraid of him. She didn’t think he’d hurt her after all they’d shared but he was still an unpredictable animal at heart. He may be domesticated but his instincts were all alpha male.

Liz held her breath and remained rigidly locked in her erotic animal stance as she felt Fritz’s tongue lightly lap at the little drip of pee dangling from her pussy. Her fear combined with the sensation of his hot, rough tongue on her exposed vulva excited her. He lightly lapped her pussy and pubic mound as he cleaned the pee from her cunt before moving on to force his way between her labia to taste his sperm in her vagina. Liz’s arms trembled as she tried to keep still while biting her lower lip to stifle her moans. Her breasts rose and fell in short, quick staccato pulses as she inhaled the cool night air through her nose desperately trying not to make any noise that might alert someone to come investigate what was happening.

Once again she was a slave to her perverted desires as her body betrayed her yearning for him. His magical tongue teased and tormented her with a euphoric pleasure unknown to her before this week. Liz began whimpering deep in her throat as she rocked her butt at him with a subtle oscillating jabbing movement with her hips quietly trying to persuade him to mount her as his tongue probed deeper and deeper into her swollen cunt. Her pussy was on fire and she wanted him to put his throbbing hose deep in her cunt to douse the flame. She wanted his cock in her again. She needed his cock in her.

Her mind screamed in silent agony as he tormented and teased her body. She wondered what she had to do to get him to mount her. Her pussy throbbed with desire so she knew her vulva and labia had to be plump, ripe, and wet indicating she was ready for him to breed her. But she also seemed to understand she was now in his world and he was the master of his domain and as her master, he’d have her when he was ready.

Just when she thought she couldn’t stand any further abuse she felt him stop his cunnilingus followed by the weight of his body on her back. This was different than when he’d mounted her the other day in her bedroom. He was swift, powerful, and commanding. The grip of his paws around her waist was far stronger; his claws scratched her sides as he aggressively pulled her towards his cock with determined, confident strength. Liz quickly dropped down on her elbows, arching her back and raising her butt. She felt his hard, boney penis rapidly poking her butt and thighs while squirting hot jets of pre-cum. A mask with an expression of fear mixed with lust covered her face as she clenched her jaws and took short, quick gasps of air through her nose.

In his savage assault to find her vagina, Fritz poked his rod into her ass. Liz wanted to cry out but clenched her teeth and pursed her lips to stifle her cries. She arched her back like a cat and was relieved to feel him slip out of her butt leaving a trail of pre-cum fluid leaking out of her tiny clenched sphincter. Undeterred and unsatisfied she quickly arched her butt up against his furry belly and felt his penis poking at her vulva.

“God damn you!” her mind screamed. “Put that thing in my cunt! Please fuck me!” Yet the only noise she made was the hushed whimpers of a sexually frustrated female begging to be penetrated. Then, as if in answer to her pleas, she felt his hot, slick presence sink into her vagina filling and stretching her once again.

“Oh, God, yes!!!” she wanted to scream but settled for a deep groan in her throat. Her toes curled as her body shuddered with an orgasm. A tear slowly ran down her cheek as Fritz enthusiastically asserted his will over her body and began savagely fucking her. Liz savored the now familiar frenzied mating dance with Fritz as he forced his swelling cock deeper and deeper into her pussy until his cock was fully erect with his swollen knot securely sealed inside her. Liz desperately wanted to cry out as his penis throbbed with hot loads of cum spraying into her womb but was forced to suppress her feelings. Tears filled her eyes as a cauldron of emotions and sensations violently boiled inside her begging to be released. Liz dropped her shoulders to the ground, her face and breasts caressed by the soft, cool grass. Her body shook and quivered uncontrollably as she struggled to remain quiet in her rapture. She reached back and quickly grabbed Fritz’s hind legs above his knees pulling his hairy loins against her butt and holding him tight against her body. The firm, sinewy muscles of his legs flexed and constricted in her hands in unison with the hot sperm she felt ejaculating from his twitching cock.

Another orgasm made her whimper and suppress a muffled cry as his cock swelled and sprayed his seed in her. She could feel her body holding him tight inside her as he continued to pulse his seed into her womb. She sensed his knot was still expanding in her because the pressure on her bladder was becoming ever more uncomfortable to the point she felt the need to pee again.

Liz kept a firm grip on Fritz as she savored the delicious sensations of his cock as he continued to jerk and spew sperm into her womb. She concentrated on how he felt inside her, wanting to forever keep the memory this moment. She tried turning her head to look up at him but was only able to move enough to get a glimpse of him from the corner of her eye. She thought he looked beautiful as he stood majestically over her, his body taut and rigid, his head and neck stretched forward as he occasionally blinked his eyes. He seemed to be concentrating on his task at hand which she sensed was to ensure the successful breeding of his bitch.

Liz released her grip and let her hands fall beside her knees exhausted from the physical roller coaster ride of being fucked by Fritz. She was now satiated and wished Fritz would just finish with her and get off her back but knew he would be locked inside her for awhile as his knot was too big to be pulled out. She could feel his cock still twitching in her followed by small squirts of warm cum. Fritz released his grip on her waist then twisted his body to turn and get off her back but their genitals were still fused in coitus so he slid his leg over her back until they were butt to butt, his knot pulling against her vagina from within as his bushy tail lay across her back.

Suddenly, shocks of pain crashed Liz’s euphoric bliss as Fritz’s knot tugged against her vagina. She gasped then quickly rose up on her hands to backpedal in an effort to keep her butt as close to Fritz while quietly wincing in agony. His damn cock hurt when he tried to pull out too soon. Pleasure and pain, Fritz delivered both but the pleasure far exceeded the pain. Liz reached between her legs to gently rub and massage her vulva. Her fingers felt the skin of her labia stretched tight over the surface of the large ball trying to escape from her body.

Fritz moved again, pulling her several steps backward across the yard. She panted through clenched teeth as she awkwardly waddled behind him. The pain wasn’t too bad now, his knot must be shrinking, she thought. This was humiliating, being stuck together at their genitals as he dragged her across the yard. Liz bore down hard trying to expel his cock. Fritz pulled forward again. She felt her pussy being pulled and stretched followed by a sudden emptiness and an embarrassing wet, sloppy queef followed by a torrent of warm semen being ejected from her cunt. She fell forward coming to rest face down in the grass. Remnants of his semen ran out of her closing labia in little streams to a pool forming under her crotch.

Liz let out a sigh and shuttered as she lay in the grass limp and wasted. My God, what a night, she thought. She laid there weak and drained yet glowing with a tingling warmth that radiated from every fiber of her body wondering what she was going to do now. She’d released an evil, seductive genie from the bottle. Her emotions started getting the best of her as her eyes began to well up with tears. Slowly she rolled onto her back and blankly stared out into the vast emptiness of the starry night sky.