We’re looking at the beautiful English countryside – fields, stone walls, a few cows grazing… Then we’re looking at a build up inner city street – big shop windows and hundreds of people walking by… Then we’re looking at a car park outside a shopping mall – cars everywhere, shoppers bringing their goods back to their cars… Then we’re looking at a big boat crossing over a river – tourists leaning over the sides, taking pictures…
Then we’re on a quiet street with tall residential blocks on one side. The camera swings around and we’re outside a large three level blue walled building –a big sign over entrance reads “DIVISION POLICE HEADQUARTERS” – patrol cars and divvy vans are parked outside, uniformed officers walking in and out, as do a couple of their regular ‘customers’. A couple policemen (their faces masked for broadcast) look at our camera as if they want to question why we’re here. Once they have past us, we turn to watch as a familiar figure approaches along the pavement. It’s Charley, our hostess with the mostess… She’s wearing a mini-dress that shows off her nicely toned legs, narrow hips and slim belly, and especially her bolt-on fake tits.
Her long black hair is tied back in a loose pony-tail and hanging about half way down to her arse. She walks toward camera with a deliberate stride (although she’s not as comfortable in high heels as she’d like to be).
She speaks directly to camera as she approaches, “Welcome to the United Kingdom of Zoo. I’m Charley Keifer, and I’m travelling the length and breadth of the country, looking for lucky ladies who want to make their dirtiest fantasy come true…”
The title, “THE UNITED KINGDOM OF ZOO” flashes up on screen over a graphic showing the UK, with little pins appearing, each pin representing a location we’ve either visited, or will be visiting in this series (our 4th). The most northerly pin is flashing, indicating that we’re in Scotland this week…
Back to Charley infront of the police station. “Today, we’re in Glasgow, in Scotland, ready to meet someone who’s prepared to give up her career in order to live out her dreams…”
We watch as a raven haired, young woman in full police uniform walks out of the station and down a ramp toward us. Our camera crew had to be promised bonus pay to stand their ground. We walk a legal tightrope. Filming a documentary about bestiality for the purposes of education is considered to be legal, but filming a human having sex with an animal is still technically an offense. Effectively, from the moment we film the sex, until the moment we’ve edited together the show, we could be considered to be breaking the law… As our subject heads toward us, we’re half expecting to be arrested… Then she smiles as she gets closer – and apart from it being a very pretty smile, it’s also very obvious that she’s here to be our friend, not our foe.
Long brunette hair is tied back behind her head keeping her face clear – and it’s a pretty face. She’s no model, but she’d turn a few heads. Her police uniform and stab-proof vest add bulk to her, but she still looks reasonably slim. We won’t know what her body is like until we shoot her big scene, but with all that gear off she may be quite slim.
She approaches with a quite relaxed stride, smiling, and says hello in a strong, but understandable Glaswegian accent. “My name is Cara Barrowclough… I’m 33, and I’ve been a police officer for almost eight years. I’m single, I’ve got no children, and to tell the truth I just cannae go another week withoot living oot my fantasy…”
We cut to a shot of Cara standing with Charley outside the police station – they’ve moved a little further away, but they’re still close. Charley has a microphone in her hand to conduct the interview.
“So, Cara, would you like to tell us why we’ve come to meet you today…”
Cara looks sideways at Charley. “You think the viewers at home won’t have guessed yet?” She giggles, then she continues. “Aye, I’ve asked you to come here today because I’ve always wanted to get fucked by a dog… And I think you’re the best people to help me do it!”
“What is it about bestiality that turns you on?”
“I first got turned on by it when it was still illegal. I always wanted to be a police woman, and I was always, you know, a ‘good’ girl… But the idea of doing something illegal and filthy like that… With no victims – except me, like… That was always just a huge turn on…”
“How long ago was that”
Cara counts the years in her head. “I think when I was about 16 or 17 I read something on an advice page on the internet… Someone saying they had thought about it, and were they sick or something… It put the idea in my head… The advice was that it was okay to fantasize about, but dangerous to go any further… And it was illegal, so be very careful. Don’t even look at videos online because you’ll get in bother… And I thought, I’ve got to watch those videos! I watched them every couple of days – and everytime I watched them I was expecting the police to burst in and arrest me… Never happened though…”
“So what actually turns you on about having sex with a dog?”
Cara doesn’t pause, “Like I said, at first it was because it was illegal, and very dirty, and it was something I definitely shouldn’t be doing… So I just used to finger myself and imagine a dog fucking me, and it was amazing… Then when I started sleeping with guys, I used to like it doggy style, of course, and I’d think of dogs every time I wanted to cum… It never failed.”
“Did you ever tell any of your boyfriends about your fantasy?”
Cara shakes her head as she talks, “Oh God no… I wouldn’t have dared. That was far too naughty!”
“And how does it feel to finally be coming out of the ‘closet’ today?”
Cara is smiling broadly, “It feels very freeing… Like a big weight off my shoulders. I can’t keep it a secret anymore. I know I’ll lose my job because of this – but so long as it’s part of your ‘documentary’ I can’t be arrested for it… So I’m going to have my ‘experience’, and then I’ll get on with the rest of my life…”
“If today goes well, will this change your life?”
Cara nods again. “I’m sure it will. Like I said, I’ll be out of the police, so everything will change. You know, I won’t be having sex with any more dogs after this one, because that would be illegal if I did it off your show… And I wouldn’t want to break the law! I might get in bother with my former employer!”
“Does it bother you that you’ll have to leave the police? This is your career after all.” Asks Charley, with just the right level of concern for her guest’s future.
“No… I wasn’t going to stay on the job any longer anyway. I love the idea of being a police officer. Helping good people. Sorting out bad people. But that’s not what it’s like. People hate you just because you wear a uniform and try to help them. It’s not what I thought it would be.”
“What did you think it would be?” Charley asks.
“Well – it was never going to be what I hoped it would be… My secret fantasy when I was dreaming of being a police-woman, was that I would be working undercover… Trying to break up prostitution rings and underground porn films… And having to have sex to prove I was the real thing… And of course I used to fantasize about having to break a bestiality ring… Having to go to those parties that they talked about in the papers sometimes… Having to have sex with the dogs to prove I was for real…“ She pauses, breathing heavy, thinking about her fantasy. Charley seems to be a little distracted to, looking into Cara’s eyes as she talks, losing herself in thought of Cara breaking up that zoo-sex party… Cara breaks the mood, “Of course, that’s not what it was like.”
It takes Charley a second to realise the answer is over. “Well of course not, otherwise we’d all be joining the police…” She jokes.
“Or getting locked up!” Adds Cara.
“So,” Charley continues, “Is there a man in your life at the moment? Or a woman..?”
Cara smiles broadly. “No one special… The position is open… Man, woman, or perhaps canine!”
Cut to Cara’s bedroom. Curtains closed, a little cramped. The lighting isn’t great but the bed is big and looks comfortable – and Cara is standing infront of it, beginning to unbutton the front of her shirt.
She opens it up to reveal a plain white bra filled with soft pale flesh. Pulls the shirt backwards off her arms, sleeves turning inside out, buttoned cuffs catching on her wrists making the strip less than graceful… Then flips her long hair loose again.
Next – it’s her trousers. Belt unbuckled, button popped, zip down, trousers slipped down her firm thighs, over her long legs – stepping out, folding them, putting them to the side. Straightening her white bikini brief panties. Stroking a hand over her flat belly. Then standing proud and confident. As tall and slim as she looked in her uniform, but with that milky white flesh softening her look. She’s no supermodel, but she knows she looks good.
She unfastens her bra, letting her firm boobs free – they barely drop an inch, nipples standing proud and pointing dead ahead. She cups her hands over them for a second, a touch of shyness, then takes the corners of her panties and slides them down her long legs, steps out of them, then straightens up – barefoot and naked, pussy trimmed down to stubble, with her panties in her hand.
“How do you feel right now?” Asks Charley, holding the microphone out for Cara’s reaction.
Cara twists her face up a little as she thinks about it. “I’m okay… A wee bit nervous, but not too bad.”
Charley smiles, half laughing. “What’s to be nervous about? You’re naked on camera and about to have sex with a dog for the first time… That happens all the time…”
Cara laughs a little. “To you maybe…” She laughs again. A nervous laugh rather than an amused one.
“So, would you like to meet your next lover?” Asks Charley, flicking her long dark hair back over her shoulder.
Cara smiles and nods… “Yes please…”
We cut to the door as it opens and this week’s beast enters…
It’s Bruno the Boxer. Drew, his white-haired owner follows along at the end of his leash. The powerful dog pulling against him as soon as he sees Cara standing there, all pale, slim, and willing.
As soon as he enters Cara begins to breath heavily. “My heartbeat just went up to a hundred!” She says with a slight gasp, bringing a hand to her chest, supposedly to calm her heart, but she ends up just holding one of her boobs.
Drew lets the dog pull over to the woman, all the time egging him on. “Gonnee fuck a police lady, boy… Gonnee fuck a pig!” He looks at Cara and winks. She winks back, apparently liking the insult.
A few minutes later, Cara is on her knees but upright, stroking Bruno as he sits next to her. Charley crouches next to them, alternating between looking at the dog, the woman and the camera, as if she’s never quite sure which she should be focused on.
“Regular viewers will know that Bruno here is one of the roughest dogs we’ve got – and that once he gets started, he won’t stop… So I’ll just check with Cara that she’s completely happy with what’s about to happen.” Says Charley.
Cara is looking up at her as she speaks, and nods as the question is asked. “Yes. 100%. I can’t wait!”
“So, in a second I’m going to ask you to assume the position…” Charley says to a nodding Cara. “You need to put your knees about shoulder width apart, then get those pretty boobies as close to the floor as you can – and stick that lovely bum out for him… And he’ll do the rest…”
Drew is just off camera and we can hear him comment that “If he doesn’t, I will…” The camera catches Charley’s expression for a fraction of a second, it seems pretty obvious that she isn’t impressed with Drew, possibly even dislikes him. He’s that kind of guy.
“Okay then,” Charley says, ignoring Drew. “Assume the position…” She points at the floor in an over-dramatic manner. More like a game-show host than a documentary presenter.
A little anticipatory smile crosses Cara’s face as she adjusts the position of her knees, then leans forward onto her hands so she’s on all-fours. She pushes her arse up and back, then lowers herself from hands-and-knees, to elbows and knees, then even further until she’s resting on her chest, the side of her face and her soft tits are pressed against the floor. She reaches back with both hands, one spreading her rear a little, completely exposing her pussy, the other between her thighs in an almost ‘catching’ position.
We can hear Drew in the background, “Ah, this one’s been watching a lot of videos!”
Cara smiles, and despite her head being sideways with her cheek on the floor, we can see she’s nodding. “Too many… Time for the real thing…” She says.
We cut to a moment later, Bruno circling her – he knows exactly what to do, and she’s in the perfect position, but he’s taking his time. Cara is watching him as closely as she can whilst staying in position with her head on the floor.
Despite having three cameras in the room we almost miss the moment that he stops circling her and suddenly decides to mount her… Because she has that hand back between her thighs to guide him home, the mount is followed pretty much immediately by the penetration – her fingers guiding the flat tip of his hard cock between her wet pussy lips – inside, a gasp, and then he’s pumping into her at an almost insane pace. Slipping deeper and really pounding that pink pussy with his big purple cock.
She’s got the biggest smile on her face, but she’s yelping with every stroke, “Yow, yow, yoooowwww”, looking like this is the best moment of her life. The boxer pumping into her from behind, the camera crew watching on, Charley just off camera licking her lips.
Cara continues to yelp and gasp as the dog fucks her. He’s so lean and muscular, with that huge boxer chest and that sleek rear end. He’s dominating her, forcing himself on her… But it’s not as if she’s putting up any kind of a struggle. She’s loving every second.
We cut to a side angle – the perfect angle to see how slim she is, how her soft boobies jiggle under her chest… To see how perfectly this beast fits on her back, his belly slapping against her arse whilst his chin rests on her shoulder blade. There’s a look of mild concentration on his face as he really works on getting deep inside her. Thrusting, pushing, pounding like a machine. His front legs are wrapped tight around her waist, his claws scratching at her belly and thighs – but she doesn’t care.
Charley steps into frame and reaches in between their rear legs to get a nice graphic close-up of Bruno’s big slippery cock sliding in and out of this soon-to-be ex-policewoman. It’s fast and furious down here – with a little juice spilling out of her pussy on the long strokes as his cock almost pops out…
We cut back to a wider angle so we can see Cara’s face again. The smile turning into a bit of a snarl as Bruno sets to work on his main task… Getting the knot in. He wants it. Cara wants it… WE want it…
All of a sudden he’s standing almost still, looming over her, only his hindquarters working. Trying to tie. Cara taking it all like a pro… Her mouth open a fraction, her eyes closed, a look of pleasurable concentration on her face.
Another low angle from Charley’s hand-held camera shows the Scots lassie’s pussy lips stretched and straining around the rear end of the knot, the rest hidden away inside her. Tied tight. We see his arsehole twitching, his balls pulsing as he empties himself into Cara… Her gasps are more audible than before. An “Mmmmpppp” for each pulse from the swollen meat.
Charley drops down infront of Cara, bringing the microphone up to the guest’s mouth.
“You look like you’re enjoying that a little bit too much, Cara?” Calls Charley. “Are you sure this is your first time?”
“I must be a natural…” Replies Cara through the gasps, looking up at Charley. “You’re just jealous!”
Charley laughs, ‘Yes, but am I jealous of you for fucking the dog, or of the dog for fucking you?” She laughs again.
Bruno rests his head on her back, almost on her shoulder, and she turns her face toward his, blowing him a little kiss. He doesn’t react to it. He doesn’t care for lovey-dovey stuff – he just wants to push his way deeper into her cunt.
We watch them in virtual silence. The policewoman and the dog. Locked together. Him pumping his semen into her pussy. Her moaning softly with each pump. Straining her neck to look around into the dog’s eyes. Whispering, “Ohhh yesss… Fuck me… Cum in me….” Enjoying every squirt, a little smiles flickering on and off her face.
Bruno is looking around from Drew to the camera, to Charley… Shifting slightly on Cara’s back, making her moan with each movement.
Charley narrates, whispering like it’s a nature documentary, “Bruno tends to lose interest once he’s had his wicked way with a willing wench… As far as he’s concerned his job is done – this one is full of cum and he can move onto the next… If I were to strip off and get on the floor beside Cara, he’d probably hop off her, mount me, then try to fill me up too…” She looks into camera and smiles. “… And that’s awfully tempting… But not today, this is Cara’s moment, not mine!”
Bruno continues to stand impassively over the moaning lady. Her pale skin covered in sweat, dog hairs sticking to it. His cock, big, hot and hard, still buried in her tight snatch. Knot stretching her out. Arse and balls twitching… And then suddenly… Without fanfare… He backs away. His knot popping out to a loud groan from Cara. The cock following, dog jism dribbling out of Cara as she falls forward onto her belly, jamming a hand between her thighs, cupping her pussy. Sighing a contented sigh.
Charley moves in. “How was that for you, Cara?”
Cara remains on the floor, face down, looking very relaxed. Rolling slightly to the side to look up at Charley with a little smile. “That was a little bit wonderful…” The smile gets bigger. “Everything I hoped it would be.”
A lingering shot of Bruno reveals that he’s still carrying a pretty impressive erection, hanging down under his belly. We hear Charley talking to Cara over the top of this image… “Is there anything else you wanted to do with our big doggy friend here?”
We cut back to Cara and watch her lick her lips as she looks at the dog. Just a hint of reserve about her. She’s clearly thinking I-want-to-but-I-shouldn’t. “I think…” She says slowly, “I’d like…” She drags it out, not wanting to admit it, but unable to resist. “To give his big cock a wee suck!” She almost hides her face as she giggles at her own comment.
“Well what are we waiting for? It won’t be there forever you know.” Says Charley.
Cara is now on all fours behind Bruno, Charley beside him. Our host feeding his big ugly meat back between his hindlegs, pointing it toward Cara, who waits with her mouth open. Looking at the cock as it swings toward her, then glancing over at our camera as if she’s checking if we’re still recording – which we are. We’re not about to miss the most popular feature of our show!
Bruno’s cock is still letting off the occasional jet of doggy jizz. Cara lets one of them hit her in the face, then pauses, waiting for the next with an edge of expectation. Waiting… Then just as she is opening her mouth to speak another one hits her. She squeals/jumps in surprise. Not loud, not high – just a pleasant shock. “Ooooh, I didn’t think another one was coming…” She laughs toward camera – then she looks at that cock again… Inches from her face… Leans forward, lips apart… And engulfs the fat shaft in her warm, wet, mouth. Her eyes roll back and she lets out a big sigh as she takes a mouthful of dog-cock.
Beginning to suck, lips around the shaft, cheeks pulling in – rocking forward on hands and knees, not so much bobbing her head on his shaft but moving her whole body toward and away from him. Sucking hard enough to make the dog turn his head around and look back at her.
She’s on knees and one hand now… The other hand reaching back between her thighs to play with her pussy as she sucks that cock. Charley, still holding Bruno’s cock with one hand, reaches under Cara’s chest to cup and squeeze a boob to help stimulate the Scots lassie.
Cara continues rocking behind the dog, letting his cock mouth-fuck her, fingering her pussy at the same time. Moaning with her mouth closed. The humming feel sending Bruno into sperm production overdrive. Then she’s letting his cum drool from the corners of her mouth as she continues to suck dog cock and finger fuck herself. Faster and faster. Frigging herself and blowing the dog… Blowing and frigging. All the time Charley is offering her ‘encouragement’. “Come on you dirty slut… Come on, dogwhore… Make yourself cum on this big bad doggy!” She’s smiling the whole time rather than snarling. Occasionally looking up at the wide angle camera to show that she’s having fun ‘presenting’.
And then Cara freezes, her mouth open in a silent cry, dog jism spilling out and drooling toward the floor. One hand buzzing between her legs as she eases herself over the edge… Her back arching, then falling, two, three times as she makes herself cum hard. Letting out a grunting sound as she does… Bruno’s cock flopping out of her mouth as she forgets where she is, who she is, and what she’s doing. Consumed by her orgasm… And then – after the most intense few seconds of her life… She allows herself to flop to the floor and roll onto her back. Chest heaving. Face soaking. Eyes wide open, looking up at the underside of an erect dog.
Someone hands Charley her microphone, and she leans in over the brunette dogslut. Close enough for it to be a little more intimate than any normal interview. “So… Did the Earth move?”
Cara doesn’t roll over or sit up, she just lays there on her back, bringing her hands up to play with her boobs as she talks. “Did it ever… It’s spinning like a bloody ferris wheel… That was easily the best sex I’ve ever had. I just wish it could have last longer…” She doesn’t look too disappointed.
“You said you wouldn’t do it again, because that would be illegal… How do you feel about that now?” Asks Charley.
Cara continues looking up at the host, “I’m sure there’s plenty of dogsluts out there who are happy to break the law…” She pauses just long enough for Charley to crack a smile, implying her own guilt. “So long as no-one catches me, I don’t think it can hurt if I do it again…”
A few minutes later, Drew has put Bruno’s leash back on and is leading the happy dog out of the room, saying his goodbyes. “Bye guys, see yous next time…” Waving. Then to Cara, just as he exits, “You’ve got my number… If you need him, just call, okay?”
Cara is now sitting up, naked, but holding a small business card. She holds it up to the camera (the number is digitized out for broadcast) with a smile. “I guess I know what I’m doing, like, every bloody week for the next few months!” She laughs.
Charley drops into view beside Cara, sitting down on the floor right beside her. She puts one arm around the Scots girl, a white bundle in her hand, then brings up the microphone in her other hand to finish things off. “Sooo… Congratulations on becoming part of our new beasty family… Here’s your ‘United Kingdom of Zoo’ t-shirt, wear it proudly so everyone can know you’re a dogslut…” Cara takes the bundle from Charley and holds it up to look at it, then turns it around it to show the familiar UK of Zoo logo to the camera.
“That’s awesome…” She says as she admires front and back. “I’ll wear that every time I fuck a dog from now on!” She smiles, and once again, it really is a very pleasant smile.
Charley turns away from her and looks into camera, “I’ll see you next week, for another edition of our show. Hopefully, we’ll have as much fun as we have had this week…” She turns to Cara again. “Because we did have fun, didn’t we?”
Cara points at the dog-jism all over her face, especially his chin. “It’s written all over my face!”
“So it is…” Responds Charley, before suddenly leaning forward and licking Cara’s jaw, slurping up as much of that delicious doggy juice as she can. Cara reacts by putting her head back and letting our host just go to town on her face. Licking and sucking at her flesh, cleaning her up and messing her up at the same time!
We fade out on this delightful image.
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