We’re here in a residential suburb of Greater London – lots of small semi-detached homes, wide streets. We focus on one particular home, there’s a couple standing at the front door, facing in our direction. He’s looking straight at us, her gaze is directed more toward the ground.
She’s middle-aged with short blonde hair edging toward white. Anonymous features, frameless spectacles. Her blue denim button-up shirt and knee length black skirt suggest that she’s not carrying much extra weight.
He’s a big man. Burley, fat over muscle. Casually dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.
He speaks in a rough, deep voice. “I’m Mark MacDonald, and this is my wife Barbara. Say hello Barbara.”
She looks up from the floor and smiles at us – it’s an almost apologetic act. “Hello.”
Mark continues. “I’ve been married to Barbara for nearly 20 years. She’s 57 years old, and she knows her place. Right Barbara?”
She looks up at him and lets a little smile escape. “Yes, sir. I know my place.”
Mark looks full of himself.
“Barbara is a good slut. She’s been serving me for a long time – and she serves me well, which is why I married the cunt. “ He smiles as he talks, and she looks up at him as if he is some kind of God.
“Say your line…” He orders.
She speaks with a slow, deliberate tone. “Hello, my name is Barbara MacDonald. I’m 57 years old. I’m a civil servant from Barnet.’
Now Barbara is standing in the middle of their back yard. It’s a reasonable sized yard – maybe 10 meters wide, with a 6 foot high wooden fence on either side. It’s all very neat and tidy. Quick camera shots show that the rear windows of the houses on either side of the property can see into this yard.
We cut back and forth from this scene between the two of them as they are interviewed separately. Away from Mark, she is a little more relaxed. Away from her, he is still an arrogant prick.
Barbara – “We met via a personals advert. I’ve always worked in positions of responsibility, you know, I’ve always been the authority. I work in the local council planning authority. “
Mark – “She was looking for someone to tell her what to do. She didn’t want a man she could push around.”
We cut back to Barbara as she unbuttons her blouse to reveal the white bra beneath – there’s not a lot in it.
Barbara – “I was married once before, and he was a lovely man, but it was boring. He wanted me to be his mother more than his wife. I want a man who will take charge. “
Under instruction from Mark she unzips and removes her skirt…
Mark – “I don’t take shit from anyone. I like a woman who knows her place. Barbara’s good like that – she WANTS to be put in her place… And I’m happy to put her there. “
As he speaks in voice-over we see him pointing right in Barbara’s face. Aggressively standing over her. Her cowering a little.
Barbara – “A lot of people might think he’s an arrogant bastard. The way he talks to me. The way he orders me around in public. But I love it. I really do.”
Mark – “She needs to be bossed around, and I need to boss someone around, so we’re a perfect match. I might treat her like a cunt, but let’s be honest, they’re all cunts – it’s just that most of them won’t admit it, and most men are scared to say so.”
She unfastens her bra letting small boobs sag free – nipples erect. Mark threatens to slap them with his big hands – threatens again – then does it. A sharp smack right across the nipple… Then balances it out on the other boob. She recoils a little, breaths hard. All the time, continuing to talk in voice-over.
Barbara smiles weakly – “It’s very freeing to just surrender to another person’s orders. Do what you’re told whether you like it or not, and try to find your own joy in his pleasure.”
Back in the yard – she pulls her briefs down her thighs, steps out of them, and stands there naked in the open air. Exposed to any neighbour who happens to look out of their bedroom window.
What’s the most degrading thing he’s ever made you do?
Barbara thinks for a moment. “He likes me to lick his arse clean after he’s been to the toilet.”
And how do you find that?
She shrugs. “I enjoy it, really. I doesn’t taste nice, but I know he likes it, and I don’t have any choice.”
Back to Mark.
What would happen if she didn’t do what you told her?
He thinks for a second. “I don’t know. It’s never happened yet.”
Back in the yard, Barbara is kneeling in the middle of the grass. Mark is tying a rope around her arms, pulling them tight together behind her back so that her chest is forced out and her small boobs completely unprotected. He’s talking to her the whole time, vaguely threatening, but somehow loving at the same time. We can see from her face that this is physically uncomfortable, but she says it’s alright.
Back to her interview. “I would do anything he asked me to do. “
He’s behind her, attaching a ‘O’ gag to her head, the ‘bit’ keeping her mouth uncomfortably open.
Back to Mark – “What I really want to do is bind her, gag her, and then blindfold her… And not tell her about the dog. Let her find out what’s happening as it happens.”
Back to Barbara’s interview…
Do you know why you’re here today?
She looks a little nervous, forces a smile and shakes her head. “No, he hasn’t told me yet. He never tells me until it’s time.”
IF he did ask you to do something you didn’t want to do… Do you have a safe word?
She nods, “Yes, it’s ‘Purple’ – or if I’m gagged I just have to shake my head. But I won’t.”
Cut to Barbara on her knees, naked, bound and gagged, on the grass. She looks into camera and tries to speak with her mouth jammed open by the ‘O’ gag. Subtitles help us understand exactly what she’s saying.
“My name is Barbara MacDonald, and I’m going to do whatever my master orders me to do.”
And with that Mark steps in and fastens a blindfold over her eyes. He takes hold of the rope between her arms, which are still tied behind her, and leans her forward – bending at the hips until her chest is on the ground, her arse up in the air. Small tits tied tight, pressed against the cool grass. In position. She’s no idea what’s about to happen – but she’s ready for it.
Now we’re watching as Randall, that little muscle-bound pitbull walks up the pathway to the front door of Mark and Barbara’s home. He’s pulling on his chain, keen to get where he’s going, his collar almost choking him. His big balls jiggling behind him as he walks.
Thomas – his middle-aged, cheeky, chirpy, Cockney owner speaks in voice-over. “Randall is a 4 year old American Pitbull.”
Thomas opens the front door of the house and lets Randall lead him through.
“Randall’s been having sex with women for a little over a year…”
They walk straight through the house…
“He’s a randy little bugger, and he’s very keen to service as many new women as he can…”
Out of the house through French-windows into the rear yard where they find… Barbara, naked, tits on the grass, arse in the air. Facing away from them so that the only thing Randall can see is her arse, her thighs and a very inviting old pussy.
One camera is on Barbara’s face – eyes covered, mouth open, a little drool forming on her lower lip.
The second camera is to the side, filming a wide shot, taking her in from head to back end.
The third is tracking Randall – close up on his face, mean ‘smile’, tongue out, breath ragged as he pulls against his collar.
Thomas releases the pitbull from his leash, “Go on boy…”, and the beast hurries over to Barbara. No messing around, no investigation, no foreplay, just up and onto her… Mounts her, his chest falling into the gap between her bound arms behind her back. The tip of his hard cock already showing and finding its target immediately. Right in the pussy.
She makes an involuntary noise of surprise – not a scream or a shout, just a sudden ‘urrrrnnnnn’ noise, and her body briefly spasms from surprise, as the dog mounts her, but she regains control and settles back into it quickly.
Randall starts fucking her, his cock growing to near full size almost immediately – two or three strokes and he’s pounding her hard with an impressively fat 6 incher.
“Take it… Take it… Take it…” Repeats Mark, almost getting in the way of the camera as he moves around looking for the best angle to see dog-cock in wife-pussy. Watching her for a reaction.
Barbara reacts without any noise – we can tell she’s breathing hard, tensing her body against the onslaught, leaning back into the dog, wincing slightly as his paws scrape and scratch her thighs and calves, fist. She can’t see anything, but she’s looking straight forward – no hint of a shake of the head and no sound like “Purple” through the gag. She takes it like a pro.
Randall keeps going hard – his front legs wrapped around her hips, claws digging in. His cock tight in her pussy, his big balls jiggling around even more than her little titties are. She continues to take it without making a sound. All we can hear is the frenzied slurping, squelching sound of the dog’s wet cock in her wet cunt – and Mark’s occasional, “Take it… Take it…”
Barbara finally begins to make a noise. A slow, quiet, moaning sound as she feels the dog’s knot forming in her pussy. Growing big enough to fill her out. Hurting her. Randall stops pounding and just hangs there, resting on her back, his hindpaws barely reaching the grass. His balls pulsing and his arsehole winking with each squirt of his cum into her belly. She continues to moan softly with each throb of his hot cock.
Mark reaches under her as the dog rests on her behind. He squeezes one of her tits, then pinches the nipple to see how hard it is. “Are you enjoying this? You dirty cunt!” He reaches down and feels her pussy around the dog’s cock, rubs her clit a little. She puts her head back and draws in air, the edge of a smile appearing on the corners of her mouth around the O-gag.
Mark takes her to the edge of an orgasm with the combination of his big fingers on her clit and the dog’s pulsing cock in her pussy. She’s breathing hard, moaning a little louder, drooling out of her open mouth. Then he stops, leaving her bucking her hips slightly, breathing hard – sucking in air… Frustrated that she was ‘that’ close, and now relying on the dog’s cock alone to get her off… Moving against him, twisting her hips to try and move him inside her… All of which leads to him slipping off her, his cock pulling loose. A gout of dog-spunk spilling out of her pussy and onto the grass between her knees.
She collapses to her side on the grass – squeezing her thighs together, trying to create some kind of pleasurable feeling to finish herself off.
Mark reaches in and pulls off her blindfold so that she can see Randall. Her eyes go wide and round and she lets out an ‘nnnnnnnnnnnnggggggg’ sound of approval at the low angle view of this scary looking beast with its 6 inch long, fat and ugly cock hanging down under it next to her.
Mark asks a favour of Thomas, and the owner responds by backing Randall up to Barbara’s face, feeding that fat cock through the O-gag and letting her sample the dog’s flavour.
She seems to be trying to suck it, to push her mouth onto it. Her tongue works it at best she can. It’s in her mouth but she can’t get at it, so she just has to settle for the squirts of jism onto her tongue and down the back of her throat.
“How does he taste, darlin’?” Mark asks with a wicked smile.
She gags/moans an apparently positive reply.
The whole time she’s trying to suck the dog’s cock, her eyes are locked on his arsehole. Brown and tight beneath a docked tail.
A few minutes later, the dog’s cock flacid and of no further use, Mark unfastens his wife’s O-gag and lets her finish the job off the way she knows she must. Her tongue cleaning that dog’s little arsehole. First with big flat licks across the whole rear end, then with focussed licking on the arsehole itself. And finally with an internal clean-up, the tip of her tongue penetrating the dog’s hole. This makes him jump, but Thomas holds him in place until she has finished her job. Now that the gag is out of her mouth we can clearly make out her “mmmm” sounds. She loves it.
Afterwards, standing in the lounge room with a towel wrapped around her, and looking out at the dog running around her yard, taking a big shit in the middle of the lawn – Barbara and Mark reflect on what she’s just done. The atmosphere totally different. Their game is over. She seems very upbeat, he seems a couple of inches shorter.
“It was amazing. Most fun we’ve had in years.” She says.
“I always suspected she wanted to do a dog.” He comments. To which she smiles and nods. “Guilty as charged.”
What was the best bit?
Mark – “The whole thing. I loved it all.”
She is thinking about it. “I think the very beginning. I had no idea what was going on. I was actually waiting for him to stick something in my arse… When I heard the dogs breathing, then felt the dog on my back I was like, ‘this is a new one!’
Any regrets?
Mark – “Only that it was just the one dog.”
Barbara smiles at this comment, then adds her own. “Two actually… I didn’t get to cum – but that’s this guy’s decision… And when they put Randall’s cock in my mouth I couldn’t suck it because of that ring. The most frustrating thing with that ring isn’t being made to do what someone else wants you to – it’s not being able to do what you wanted to… And I wanted to suck that dog’s cock soooo much!”
Would you do it again?
Barbara looks at Thomas and Randall out in the yard and shouts, “Are you guys available next week?” And she and Mark have a good laugh.
Fade out on marital bliss.
Video diary update as the end credits roll: Apparently shot on a smart-phone – Barbara in a hospital waiting room with a massive shining black eye and broken nose, but smiling feebly through the bruises. Mark talks from behind the camera, “She’s ok, don’t worry… We decided to expand our experiment a bit further… It turns out horses don’t like it when you start playing with their balls… Barbs will be fine, she’ll just have a wait a bit longer before she can wrap her mouth around another animal’s cock!”
She gives a weak thumbs up.
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