We’re looking at the beautiful English countryside – fields, stone walls, a few cows grazing… Then we’re looking at a crowded sandy beach – kids building sandcastles, parents sunbathing… Then we’re looking at a big boat crossing over a river – tourists leaning over the sides, taking pictures… And now we’re looking down at a crowded street market – barrows selling everything from fresh fruit and veg, to handmade jewelry and knock-off designer handbags.
Then a familiar figure cutting through the crowds, walking toward us with a deliberate and confident stride, looking up toward our raised camera and delivering her opening patter with a growing confidence. It’s Charley – and she almost seems like a professional BBC presenter now… We sense she’s been taking lessons from some of her new celebrity friends the tabloids can’t stop talking about.
I say ‘almost like a professional BBC presenter’ because she still can’t quite get the outfit right. She looks more like a try-hard slut than a serious tv host – and don’t we all love her for that! Today it’s a figure hugging, knee length dress, in look-at-me fire-engine red, and with her big fake boobs doing their best to spill out of the plunging neckline, she’s got plenty of market traders and customers looking-at-her…
She speaks directly to camera as she approaches, “Welcome to the United Kingdom of Zoo. I’m Charley Ozvik, and I’m travelling the length and breadth of the country for you, looking for the kind of ladies who won’t let society, morals or the law get in the way of living out their dreams…”
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. A pin is flashing right over the capital today, indicating that we’re in London this week…
We fade back in on Charley as she approaches the pretty purple and white store front of “NAUGHTY CUPCAKES”, a boutique cake-shop that’s doing a roaring trade. Inside there are two women serving, we look at them both briefly, wondering if this is our subject…
Charley speaks clearly enough for everyone in the shop to hear every word she says… “This week we’re in Brixton in South London to meet a young lady who has conquered the business world over the last couple of years and is hoping to conquer her fears and desires today…”
She walks through to the rear of the shop, unchallenged by the shop staff – into the kitchen, where we find a tall, very thin, blonde. She’s wearing a cooking apron over a t-shirt and a pair of shorts. As she moves around we can see she’s not wearing a bra under the t-shirt, her small titties jiggling. She has flour on her face, no make-up. Naturally pretty with a slight Gwyneth Paltrow vibe – intelligent but with a little helter-skelter look behind the eyes. She’s been cooking since before dawn, maybe she’s just tired.
She looks up at the camera and smiles as she mixes another batch of cake batter. “Erm… Carrie Ramage, 41. I’m from Brixton in South London, well, I’m from Maidstone in Kent actually, but I live and work here now…”
Charley’s interview technique is still fairly rough. Still not sure whether he should be looking at her guest or at the camera, so alternating between the two as she asks the questions. At least she’s now figured out to look at her guest as she answers.
Carrie continues preparing the cakes. “I’ve no idea why I’m here. I don’t know why I applied. It’s not something I think about. About five years ago, I was very unhappy, and I told myself, just do what you feel like doing, follow your instincts… I left my husband, quit my job… I opened this place on a hunch, it’s doing very well… And I watched your show one time – just one – and it was very erotic… I don’t know why… And at the end of the show they asked for applications for the next series, and I went right to the webpage and applied – then I forgot about it until I got a phone call from you…” She indicates Charley, who smiles and nods when she is mentioned.
“So dogs aren’t your thing?” Asks Charley.
“No… Not at all. I don’t even like dogs. They scare me… I’m not even a particularly sexual person. I’ve only slept with a few men in my whole life…” She shrugs. “I’ve no idea why I applied.”
“You’re having second thoughts?”
She looks like she is, but – “No… I applied for a reason, I just don’t know what it was… I need to follow through and find out.”
“So, for the sake of clarity, can you confirm for us why we are here today?”
“Yes… I want you to record me having sex with a dog – because I need to know what happens next.”
“What do you think happens next?”
She smiles again, a lop-sided smile that suggests we are idiots for asking the question. “I try not to think about that… I really don’t know… Maybe I find a new way of life… Maybe I run away to India out of shame and start helping starving children… I’ll know when I’ve done it.”
“So if everything goes well today, do you think it will change your life?”
Carrie looks sideways at Charley, as if she thinks the young slut is an idiot for asking the question. “Well, I certainly hope so, otherwise why would I be here?” She leaves the question hanging for an awkward second. Charley looks from Carrie to the camera as if to say ‘cut’, and we do…
Cut to the street outside… It’s darker and the shops are all closed… One man and his dog are walking toward us. He’s slim and friendly looking, the dog oversized and scary. It’s Bernard from Birmingham and his huge Great Dane, Dino.
Back in the shop – with the blinds down blocking out the outside world, the lights off… In the back, in the kitchen area, all of the lights are on. Racks of supplies have been put away, prep tables have been pushed against one wall and stack on top of each other. There’s a decent space on the floor here, and Carrie is standing in the middle of it, arms folded defensively across her chest. Cameras set up around the periphery of the room.
Charley sits on one of the kitchen benches, microphone in hand, ready to continue with the interview. “You say this isn’t a sexual thing, but you’re about to get naked, and get very sexual, with an animal… On camera…” She asks. “Are you not even a little bit excited by the prospect?”
Carrie pauses whilst she thinks about her answer. She smiles a little as she gets her own answer. “Yes… Yes, I think I am. It’s a little bit sexy to think of it… What I’m about to do… And knowing that you are all watching me too…”
“Turned on?” Asks Charley, holding the microphone out for Carrie’s reply.
“I wouldn’t say ‘turned on’, but, I’m excited…” She replies. “It’s something new.”
She slips off her flat shoes, pushes them to one side with her toe. Takes hold of the bottom of her t-shirt and, in a very matter-of-fact, unsexy way, peels it up and over her head revealing a pale, slim body and a little white half cup bra.
Then she unbuttons her shorts and pushes them down her legs, showing off white briefs that match her bra, and a pale, narrow bottom that matches her body.
She pauses like this, allowing us to look at her semi-naked body. It’s nice enough, a little skinny, a little lacking in shape, but attractive none-the-less.
“There’s going to be a big dog here any second…” Says Charley, as if trying to stir some emotional or sexual energy from our guest. “And he’s coming here to fuck you…” She pauses. “And I can’t wait…”
Carrie smiles a little as she contemplates it, still not looking like a woman about to have the wildest sexual experience of her life, but at least she’s smiling as she reaches back and unclips that little bra, freeing her small breasts, and lobbing it over to the side of the room. Her boobs are small and a little pointy, with small, flat nipples. She looks down at them and suddenly seems a little self-conscious, bringing a hand to each boob. Not hiding them, but rather pinching the nipples and pulling on them a little. “I look sexless… Like a bloody ice-queen…” She says as she continues to pinch and pull, slowly waking her little nipples up. “Contrary to how this looks, I AM looking forward to this!” – but the look on her face really does suggest that she’s not sure about it.
There’s a bit of noise from the shop beyond the kitchen, and some chatter from the crew outside. Charley states the obvious. “I think that our star attraction has just arrived….”
All eyes turn to the entrance from shop to kitchen – we hear him first, big toe nails clicking and scraping on the polished concrete floor. Then Dino walks into view – huge and hairy. A magnificent example of a Great Dane. Huge head held high, huge mouth slightly open, huge tongue hanging out. Happy and, hopefully, horny…
“Oh bloody Jesus!” Gasps Carrie, staggering backwards a little. Genuinely shocked. Then, muffled from behind a hand clamped over her mouth to hide either her horror, or perhaps just surprise, it’s hard to tell. “I didn’t expect that!”
She’s staring at Dino, looking more terrified the closer it gets to her – and the closer she gets to having to have sex with it. Right now her brief little panties are all that separate her from being ‘ready’ for action… We get the impression that she would put her clothes back on if she could.
Carrie looks from the dog to the camera, lowers her hand to reveal a taught smile – forced, trying to look confident. “He’s a monster, isn’t he?” She stammers. “I thought, perhaps, I’d get a Labrador, or something a little ‘friendlier’”
“Dino can be very friendly… Just wait and see…” Jokes Charley with a friendly, but slightly mischievous smile.
Dino’s nails click on the floor as he takes slow, deliberate steps over to the corner of the room that Carrie has backed herself into. She puts out her hands to greet him and protect herself, allowing him to push his big head between them and then uses both to rub his scalp and ears and push him away at the same time. “My, he’s a beast…” She says, not taking her eyes off him, keeping those hands on his head and sort of fighting against his advances.
Charley continues sitting on the bench, staying out of the way, but continues the interview in a loud voice. “You’re looking a bit nervous there, Carrie… Having second thoughts?”
“I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t…” Carrie says between strained pushes on Dino’s big head as he pushes toward her, then backs off, turns around, and comes back at her. He takes her shoves as playful, thinking this is all fun foreplay. “But I’ve not changed my mind… This is something I need to do – even if it does scare the piss out of me!”
“And is that the effect he’s having on you?” Asks Charley.
Carrie looks up from the dog, her hands on either side of the Dane’s head. “Oh yes… I’m scared stiff of him…” She pauses, moving her hands around a little on the sides of his head. “But at the same time… He’s very handsome… I’m looking forward to having him… Well, just having him…” She lets out a little laugh. A stress relief, but also a moment of realisation that she DOES want him.
“Well, what are you waiting for, girl… He’s right there, and he clearly wants to have you…” Jokes Charley.
We cut to a few minutes later. We’ve repositioned to the floor, and Dino has been laid down on his side so that Carrie can have a little more control. She’s kneeling behind his back, one hand on his neck, the other on his flank, stroking and rubbing down toward his belly. She still looks nervous, but there’s a healthy dose of curiosity about her face too.
With him stretched out next to her she looks quite small, and particularly slender next to his bulk. Charley crouches next to them to add more scale – we’ve seen Charley under this beast before, so we know how big he is. She suggests that Carrie, “Just start by giving Dino’s belly a little rub…”
Carrie does this, slowly building confidence and familiarity with the animal. “Now just have a little feel of his sheath…” Which Carrie does, transitioning from belly rubs to sheath stroking and rubbing… Her breathing changing noticeably as she first feels his dick. She strokes and rubs him for a few seconds, before we mix through to a little later… Charley suggesting that she, “Now take a gentle grip on the shaft and give him a little wank… Just like wanking a man…”
Carrie takes the dog’s large shaft, still in the sheath, in her hand and grips it, “Oh, that’s quite warm…”, then begins to jerk it, a few times, then a fast little burst, then stopping. Charley encourages her, “That’s it… Keep going…” Which inspires Carrie to do it again, this time resulting in an “Ohhhhh!” as the fat tip of his cock pops into view, shiny and glistening. Carrie immediately begins to pull back on the sheath to expose more of the pink shaft, holding her breath as 4 inches of prime semi-erect Great Dane cock slides into view… “Oooh goodness… That’s…. Beautiful…” She whispers, lost in the moment.
“Would you like to suck it?” Asks Charley. We get the feeling that if Carrie doesn’t want to, Charley certainly does.
Carrie looks from the dog’s cock to Charley, “You know, I don’t usually do that… I’ve never been into cock sucking… It’s so… Demeaning…”
Charley laughs a little, “Silly girl… It’s the only thing that makes men worth spending time with! Go on, give it a suck… You know you want to…”
Carrie caves in a little, letting a little smile cross her face… Accepting she’s going to do it. Amazing herself a little. “Okay… But just for a minute…”
She smiles a little more, repositioning herself so that she is leaning right over the huge animal, still holding his cock in one hand, supporting herself on her other hand. Her long blonde hair hangs down and almost obscures her face – but Charley doesn’t let it spoil the shot, leaning in over our guest to hold the hair back up and out of the way so we can see her lick her lips and nervously take the tip of the Dino’s dog cock into her mouth. Letting out a little whine of fear/nerves as she takes her first taste of it. Sucking the tip, then a little more, holding it for a few seconds without giving the dog any kind of ‘good’ treatment… Then lifting her head up again, letting the cock fall from between her lips, and smiling weakly to the camera.
“I think that’ll do…” She says, the way women sometimes do after the shortest blowjob of all time!
The look of Charley’s face is a picture. Open mouthed shock – overdone for the camera. “I don’t know if Dino’s happy with that, but I know I feel a little disappointed!”
Carrie is still holding the dog’s big cock in one hand, on her knees bent forward over him, her small boobs hanging down as much as they can hang… Not sure what to do now… She clearly doesn’t want to do any more sucking, but Charley’s comment has hit home. “Okay… Maybe one more minute…” She looks down at the cock… Lifts it and points it up toward her face… Takes a deep breath… And goes down for the second time…
Once again, it’s not about showing off for the camera. If Charley wasn’t holding her hair out of the way we wouldn’t see anything. She’s pretty much just holding the cock in her mouth – no tongue work, no head bob, she doesn’t even seem to be sucking her cheeks in… “Try a little bit more…” Suggests Charley softly… And after a short pause Carrie does.
Sucking the dog’s fat cock in a little, moving her mouth down the shaft, keeping going until her mouth is pretty much full… Cheeks sucked in. Holding it. Then after a few seconds of this suction, pausing and swallowing awkwardly… Feeling dog-cum sliding down her throat, looking a little sick, then opening her mouth around the cock to catch a breath. Pulling her head back again, gasping and spitting. “I can’t take any more of that… That’s disgusting…”
Charley continues to hold her guest’s long blonde hair, still just holding it out of her face – but there’s just the subtlest hint at the idea that she could just drag the skinny woman around if she wanted. “But you still want to be mounted, right?”
Carrie nods, “Oh yes… I wanted to do it, so I’m going to do it. I don’t change my mind about much!”
We cut to a wider shot, a minute later, as Carrie assumes the position, on her elbows and knees, with her long hair and little titties hanging down. Getting comfortable, trying to angle her backside upwards. Looking nervous, but not scared. Charley positioning her, hands on her back, her thigh, her belly, her bottom… Spread the knees, angling her backside, arching her back, positioning her hair to the far side of her head so the cameras can get a clear shot of her face.
We hear Bernard, off camera, sending his beast into action, “Go on son…”, and then Dino bounds over to Carrie and jumps straight onto her. His long legs either side of her, his belly a good few inches above her backside, his big cock swinging around between them as he excitedly humps fresh air.
Carrie tries to angle her ass upward, brings her knees closer together, etc., but fails to close the gap between Dino’s belly, and cock, and her ass, and pussy…
Charley suggests, “If you straighten your legs… That should raise your bottom to the right height…”
Our guest plants her toes on the polished floor and pushes back, straightening her slim legs, and pushing her rear up until she feels the dog’s hot meat against it… As soon as Dino feels flesh touching his cock he redoubles his efforts to penetrate her… Pushing forward onto her, front paws coming off the floor and trying to wrap around her… The extra weight brings her crashing back down onto the floor before he’s even managed to jab his cock into her. She lets out a yelp as her knees crack against the concrete.
Dino keeps his grip around her body, now pumping at thin air again, looking very confused that he can’t feel flesh around his magnificent member…
“Push up again, and brace yourself…” Orders Charley, as keen to see the dog in action as he is to be in action!
Carrie grits her teeth – a determined woman – and pushes up again. This time she is ready for the beast’s weight on her back, and the sudden shunting of his thrusts. His big cock pushing against her arse, her thighs, then between them, pointing toward the floor but the shaft clearly putting some pressure on her pussy as he thrusts – enough to make her gasp. We’re not sure if it’s simply the sensation against her lips and clit, or the knowledge that it’s a dog’s massive cock that’s touching her down there.
Charley reaches down behind then, between their legs, takes Dino’s cock in her hand and steers it toward Carrie’s cunt… Pushing the end between her pussy lips… Watching it bow, bend, and then pop straight as it slides right into the cook’s slit…
Carrie screams. A surprised scream. One of pain and shock, but good pain and happy shock!
She doesn’t get time to get over that initial shock, because Dino is a non-stop sex machine… Hammering into her, pushing deeper inside, his fat shaft spreading her out like she’s never been spread before… After the initial scream she remains quiet, her lips together, trying to control her breathing through her nose… Saying nothing. No screaming, no moaning or gasping, just taking it like a pro.
A wide angle shows how hard she’s having to struggle to keep her legs locked out straight to raise her arse to meet the dog – and reminds us just how big Dino is next to Carrie. A close-up shows how big his cock is compared to her tight little pussy – showing just how far it’s being stretched by his monster member. We can see the knot already forming at the base of his shaft, already looking too big for a mere mortal’s pussy.
She’s breathing hard, the sound of the air racing in and out of her nose is audible, the strain showing on her face as she tenses her body against the pounding, keeping those legs straight, taking as much weight as she can forward onto her elbows. Either her eyes are watering or she’s crying, it’s hard to tell with her refusing to make a sound.
Dino’s front paws are tight around her narrow body, his hind paws scraping on the concrete for grip, as he pumps harder and faster into her. Burying himself inside her.
Charley’s hand-held camera catches another glistening close-up of that huge cock shaft ramming in and out of the tight snatch, then flips around to look up under Carrie’s body to catch a shot of her face, upside down but unobscured by hair… Red, shiny from the sweat, a snot bubble blowing out of one nostril…
It’s the regular furious few seconds… Less than a minute, but it feels like a lot longer because we use all of our camera angles. No footage wasted… Then Dino suddenly loses interest and pulls away, his big cock flopping out of her pussy, leaving it destroyed and gaping… She drops back to the floor and flops onto her side, then rolls onto her back, exhausted – her legs flopping wide open, spreading her pussy wide. Dog jism dribbling out and down her ass crack. Her chest heaving as she catches her breath… Almost…
Because seeing her legs this wide, and that wet, flavourful and cum drenched cunt so easily accessible, Dino heads back to her and starts licking at her honey-pot like he’s starving. His long tongue, hot and wet, cleaning and exploring her in a way she’s never experienced before…
Now she starts to moan… Forgetting about the cameras. Forgetting her cool exterior. Just enjoying the dog’s tongue. Bringing her hands to her breasts and squeezing them, arching her back, spreading her legs even wider, affording the dog the best access possible… Loving that tongue…
Dino stumbling around her, trying every angle to clean her up. Loving the taste of her sweat and his cum… Inspired by her moaning… Which gets louder, and longer, as the dog’s tongue drives her slowly toward what seems to be a pretty monumental orgasm. Bucking her hips, squeezing her tits, and squealing like a banshee…
As soon as the initial wave of the orgasm has rolled through Carrie, Charley puts a hand on Dino’s rear quarter and slowly steers the big dog around so that he’s standing beside the prone lady – almost in a 69 position, his huge erection still in full bloom, hanging down near above her face.
“Let’s see if Carrie would like to return the favour…” She comments to camera.
Carrie looks up and sees the huge, ugly cock above her face – squirting little jets of watery cum at her face and into her hair – and as good as she feels after that amazing licking, she can’t resist giving him some back…
She raises her head, performing something like an ab-crunch to hold herself in range of his meat. Her mouth open, tongue out, the tip exploring the flat head and small hole on the end of his cock… Then running up and down his shaft. Disgust on her face reflects her feelings about the taste, but she keeps licking and kissing the shaft anyway… Then she begins to suck on his still near 10 inch erection again.
This time she’s working up toward him, so her hair is hanging back and away from the action, giving us a perfect view from all cameras. She sucks it deep and slow. Her face still registering the disgusting taste, but her mouth doing the work anyway. Dino standing perfectly still and letting her get on with it.
After 15-20 seconds of this she pulls back, letting the cock pull free of her mouth, turns her head to the side and spits out the dog’s cum. She’ll suck, but she isn’t swallowing… She looks up at Bernard. “Does he like this?”
Bernard’s voice, from off camera, confirms that, “He’s never complained… He’ll growl if he’s unhappy…”
Then, satisfied that this is what the beast wants, Carrie’s back on the job. Kissing, licking, then sucking on that mammoth tool.
Charley runs her hand-held goPro from the oral action, down Carrie’s sweat-drenched, slimline body, to her pussy – which is glistening from the dog’s cum and saliva. Lingering on the pink and swollen pussy lips, before fading out.
We fade back in on the sleeping mass that is Dino. Stretched out on his side on the floor. Bernard standing near by having a takeaway coffee.
Carrie is standing on the other side of the kitchen – on shaky legs – looking very pale and skinny. One of her knees is quite noticeably bruised, her body sweaty and a little scratched up around the hips. She stands like a woman who’s been fucked by a monster – because she is a woman who’s been fucked by a monster! There’s a mildly worried, slightly shameful look on her face. As she talks she brushes her long hair away from her face and wipes the occasional tear away from her cheeks.
Charley hands her a t-shirt, which Carrie eagerly puts on – not out of pride of what she’s been given, but more from desperation to cover up her nudity. Charley asks, “So, how do you feel that went?”
Carrie looks for the right words. “It was… Not what I was expecting… It was – worthwhile… But for the most part… Erm… I don’t think I…” She looks around the room, trying to find the right words on the wall or the ceiling. “I’m not sure it was such a good idea.”
Charley asks the most redundant question of the day, “You regret doing it?”
Carrie nods. “I have regrets, yes… I do things on impulse. Once I’ve decided to do them, I don’t – I can’t turn back… But I shouldn’t have done this. No. This was a bad impulse.”
The t-shirt is bunched up infront of Carrie – an extra large on a small body… Charley reaches out and holds the front of it wide and flat for the camera. “Well… You’re now officially a part of something special… So don’t regret it… You’re one of us now!” She says. It’s meant to be a positive, affirming, welcoming comment – but the way Carrie looks Charley up and down says plenty. She may have just sucked and fucked a dog, but she doesn’t consider herself to be anything like this over-inflated, pillow lipped, dogslut.
Charley continues, “Now, tell the truth… When he was licking you… Wasn’t that the best you’ve ever felt?”
Carrie nods reluctantly, loosening up a little. “Yes. His tongue was pretty amazing…”
“I suppose if you have regrets, you won’t be doing this again?” Asks Charley.
Carrie shakes her head. “No… This was a one time experiment. I’ll have to see what happens now. This has always been about seeing where life takes me, not about the sex… I’ve turned another corner in life… Now I have to see where that leads to.”
Charley asks one last question, “Where do you hope it leads?”
Carrie looks at the sleeping dog, then the camera, then Charley, “Anywhere but here, really…”
Charley turns to camera to deliver her final words of the week. “Next week we’ll be in Dudley, in the midlands, to meet a lady with a life-long dream to fulfil. Hopefully, she’ll enjoy herself a lot more than Carrie here.” She turns to Carrie, “You know, if it means anything to you – you did a really good job with Dino, most sluts can’t handle him as well as you did…”
We can tell that the word “slut” bothers Carrie, but we don’t hang around to see how she responds.
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