Footage through a car window, looking out at a twilight sky and a virtually empty motorway ahead… There’s a car in the distance ahead of us, an occasional car or truck coming the other way, passing us at speed, nothing like you’d expect from a busy rush hour motorway.
Then we’re looking down at the driver from a high angle, corner mounted GoPro. The driver, as you’d expect, is the cleavage heavy, filthy looking pornstar-esque Charley Ozvik, the face of the British bestiality business, and our hostess… Never quite taking her attention from the road, she looks up and over toward the camera as she speaks…
“Hello, and welcome to another edition of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’. I’m your host, Charley Ozvik, and this week we’re heading down the A50 to Derby to meet another lady who wishes to join our depraved domain of dogsex…”
Another brief shot of the road ahead – street lights on, the sun now gone – as we slow down and swing around a roundabout, heading toward the exit marked “City Centre – Nottingham A52”… We’re heading for the city centre, rather than Nottingham, but we can see the confusion on Charley’s face when we cut back to her – tongue out a little, neck craning as she checks out street signs and tries to pick her way through the streets to the right address, finally pulling up infront of a little mini-mart, in a line of otherwise locked and shuttered shops. A sign above the door read’s “YUREED’S MARKET”.
In the car we watch as Charley puts on a pair of thick rimmed spectacles and looks up at us. She looks good in them. She taps the corner of the spectacles as she speaks. “I’ve got a new camera this week… Built into the frame of these glasses so I don’t have to look so stupid with that headband… What do you think? Sexy, yeah?” She blows us a kiss and we cut to the Charley POV shot…
It’s not the highest quality image, but it’s good enough for our purposes. We see the deserted street as she gets out, opens the back door and watches a big yellow, long-haired Labrador, Thor, jump out and run in a quick circle, cutting away from the image just as he pauses to piss against the corner of the building.
Cut to – inside the shop, a bell tingling as the door is opened, look down to see Thor trotting in beside Charley’s knee-length booted legs and tight tight blue jeans.
We hear a man’s voice, with a strong Indian/English accent, shouting, “You can’t bring dog in here…” Then changing tone. “Ohh” Almost laughing, “It’s you… Hellooo…” And then we see him, a shortish, grey-haired and moustached middle-aged man in a sweater, shirt and grey pants, approaching us with arms wide. “Welcome to Yureed’s Market… I’m Yureed, and this is my wife…” He turns toward the rear of the store and notes that no-one is there, then shouts, “Effat… Charley is here… And she has a friend…”
We cut to a shot of the doorway to the rear of the store just in time to see a middle-aged Pakistani woman, anything but sexy. Plain faced, poor posture, black hair tied back. Its hard to judge from her saree, but she doesn’t look overly fat. She sees Charley, then looks down and sees Thor, and her expression brightens – more from surprise than excitement. “Oh hallo, Charley…” Her smile becomes broader, revealing an imperfectly aligned set of slightly off-colour teeth (none missing).
We cut to a shot of Effat’s behind (in saree) as she climbs a narrow staircase, Thor stumbling up the steps behind her. We can hear Yureed behind us, we presume he has a better view than us – looking at Charley’s arse in her jeans rather than Effat’s in her saree. “Thank you for coming… We have been waiting very long for you…”
Cut to, Effat and Yureed sitting side by side on the couch. Close-up on Effat, who is sitting forward with her hands on her knees. She speaks direct to camera, her accent thick with stereotypical accent ticks.
“My name is Effat Hassan. I was born in Faisalabad in Pakistan, 41 years ago… I married Yureed when I was 14, and he brought me here to England, when I was 18. But where he really wants me to be is in The United Kingdom of Zoo…” She slurs slowly, lazily, like a woman bored of the world – stretching words out – ‘Pakistan’ comes out as ‘Paaaaar-kiss-staaahhn’, ‘wants’ comes out as ‘vaaaaants’.
To her side, Yureed says nothing, just sits back and looks across at her as she tells her story.
“I was a virgin when I married Yureed, of course, I was only 14… That’s why he married me.”
Yureed interrupts, “14 is soooo tight!” He smiles to himself, then checks himself. “Is it okay for me to say that? Effat is the only 14-year-old I ever touched…”
Effat leans forward and talks over him again. “So he likes to watch me having sex with other men… Big, strong, white men. He pays them to have sex with me, and he likes to watch… And I do it because I like to please him…”
“She does it because she likes it…” Says Yureed without moving. “And that’s good, because I like to watch.”
“Then he starts watching your show a few years ago, and he ask me to watch with him, and I like it… And he says he wants to see me with a dog. I have sex with men for him, I have sex with a dog for him… I don’t care…”
Yureed takes over. “She says it is for me, but I know she likes it… She looks out of the window at everyone with a dog… At first I think she’s looking at the men… Then she starts talking about the dogs… She doesn’t know the breeds, so she says ‘there is a Casanova outside’ or ‘I see a Dino over the road’ – all she knows is your show.” He smiles again. “And I realise that I want her to have sex with a dog, and she wants is to be on your show, so if we put the two together…”
Effat sits back, almost resigned to it… “I want to have sex with a dog on your show… Today…”
We cut to a shot of Effat standing infront of the couch, slowly unwrapping herself from her saree, gradually exposing her dark body. She has rough looking skin, curves in the right places, but a little extra fat around the middle. Big boobs held in one of the most boring white bras we’ve ever seen on the show – sensible white granny panties too.
She talks, drawls anyway, as she undresses. “I don’t like dogs – they scare me… He knows it… I think that’s what he likes the most.”
Charley looks across to Yureed, who is nodding his agreement, then back to Effat as she reaches behind her back to unhook her bra, letting it fall away and expose her big round tits, which fall several inches once they are unsupported.
Then it’s the panties – pulled down her thighs un-ceremonially, revealing a big bush of black pubic hair. Effat straightens up, stark naked. She’s probably the least attractive naked body/face combination we’ve seen on the show. Not grotesque, not deformed, and not something people will turn their tvs off to avoid seeing – but not attractive either.
She looks right at us and holds her arms out to her sides. “Shall we begin..?”
Charley gives Thor the signal and he stands up, walks right to Effat – looking up at her as he gets closer, then dropping his head and trying to shove his snout up between her thighs. She skips back a little, surprised by his direct approach – maybe a little scared, but trying to hide it.
She looks over her shoulder toward Yureed, who is relaxing back on the couch, watching keenly. Then asks him, “And I suppose you are wanting me to fuck this doggy, yes?”
He nods, almost like he’s roll-playing being in charge, “This is why we are here, isn’t it?”
She turns around to face him, so she can see her face whilst she is being fucked, and gets down onto the floor – hands and knees, big boobs hanging down and swinging around, arse in the air. Her pussy, surrounded by dark skin and thick black pubic hair, pushes back between her thighs, opening up a little to show the cool pinkness within, glistening with enough wetness to suggest that she’s looking forward to this more than she admits.
Thor moves in for a closer investigation, sniffing and licking at this pink delight, making the old Pakistani slapper jump a little as his hot tongue sweeps over her most sensitive flesh. She opens her mouth, but no sound comes out, save for a few sharp little intakes of breath as the dog licks noisily at her pussy.
Perhaps she tastes different to his regular white-girls, perhaps he’s just in a good mood – but he really digs into this treat – burying his snout in her arse-crack to give his tongue the best access to her cunt, spreading those dark lips with every slurping, deep, wet lick.
And the first signs of pleasure are already showing on Effat… Tipping her head back, letting her eyes close a little, her mouth still wide open.
“You are enjoying this, aren’t you, you dirty fucking whore!” Calls Yureed, sitting forward a little, apparently enjoying it all as much as his wife is, and really playing up his control.
Effat breathes hard as the dog licks, beginning to whimper a little, angling her back down and pushing her arse out, trying to give him better access to her clit up at the front of her pussy… Reaching back with one hand to finger herself…
“Don’t help him, slut…” Calls Yureed. “It’s not your time yet…” He smiles. “Let him do all of the work. You are here to be used!”
A little smile crosses her face as she does what she’s told, bringing her hand back up and placing it on the floor, looking at her husband again as she wills the dog on with his licking. “Is this good for you, my dear?” She asks between whining little moans.
It’s obvious from just looking at him that he’s loving it. “I will love it more when he is using you properly…” He looks over to behind the camera. “She is a fuck-pig… He should be fucking her, not giving her pleasure…”
Charley notes that here on the United Kingdom of Zoo our dogs do what they want to do, not what we want them to do – especially Thor – so Yureed sits back for a second, arms folded and a little pissed off that he’s not in control. “Is this because I’m Pakistani, eh? You don’t want to do what I want to do?” He looks more than a little pissed off now… But that changes very quickly – he begins to smile and sits forward as…
Thor stops licking at Effat’s pussy and rears up onto her back, his front legs wrapping around her wide hips and crossing under her saggy belly. Effat grunts as the weight arrives on her back, but looks more bothered by the fact that the licking has ceased. “Just a few more seconds…” She says, trailing off as the dog takes hold. Her eyes suddenly opening wide and her face lighting up as she exclaims, “Oh myyyyy..!”
We cut to a side-shot to see the handsome animal thrusting into her – his cock already buried inside her pink pussy.
“Come on doggy, fuck that dirty slut!” Calls Yureed, a smile spreading over his face. “She bloody fucking loves it! Go on…”
Charley moves in close, dropping down to look up between their legs, moving Thor’s tail aside so we can see the dog’s thick shaft sliding in and out as he slams into the Pakistani slut. It glistens in what little light we have and little drops of cum drip out, as he makes quick work of her.
“Oh my… Oh yes…” She gasps, raising her head to look right at her husband again, a snarling, nasty look on her face as she takes what the dog is giving her, struggling but loving it anyway. “Oh yes… Fuck me with your big doggy cock! Fuck me with it!”
As usual – the fuck she is enjoying so much lasts barely a minute, as intense and powerful as it is, it’s not enough to satisfy her… But now the dog is slowing down, pulling closer and wrapping his paws tighter around her soft belly… And she’s feeling something new… Moaning loud and deep. “Ooouuuuuuurrrrrrggghhhhhh”… Her eyes rolling back, almost entirely white…
Charley gives us that low angle shot of her pussy just in time to see the flesh slowly wrapping itself around the freshly formed knot at the base of the dog’s cock. That knot, the cock it’s part of, and the dog’s balls, all throbbing as one, as he shoots his seed deep into her brown belly.
She reaches back with one hand, taking grip of one of the dog’s hindlegs, making sure he doesn’t stray. Then, putting her weight on her chest, her big tits squashed against the floor, she reaches back with the other hand and grabs his other hindleg… And they are stuck, neither of them going anywhere – her gripping his legs, and him impaling her with his fat cock-knot.
“Cum in my belly… I’m wanting you to cum in my belly…” She says breathlessly, wincing from the pain of the sheer size of the thing, but clearly loving every second of it. “I want to feel your cum in me…”
Yureed suddenly falls forward off his chair and crawls to his wife, inches from her face. “Tell me what you are thinking of this… Tell me everything…”
She raises her head up again, facing her husband, talking to him despite the strain of the knot – struggling to talk between the pulses that stretch her out down below…
“I can feel him pumping his cum inside me.” She gasps. “I’m filling up like a whore.” She pauses, looking Yureed in the eyes. “I love his cock in my pussy. I love fucking this dog for you.”
Yureed leans in even closer, “Take that fucking doggy cock, whore… This is all that you deserve! Bloody fucking dogwhore!” He spits the words at her, and then without warning he spits in her face – she’s surprised, but not upset, and just lets the saliva dribble down from her cheek to hang in a long string from her chin.
“You can be spitting on me… It’s all I am worth… I’m just a dogwhore…” She says, almost apologetically, but still clearly taking pleasure from the knot in her pussy. “I am your dog whore, my husband.” She reassures him, totally compliant with his fantasy.
Yureed sits back on his heels to watch closely – Effat strains to look up at him the whole time. “You can take that knot all night if you have to, whore.” He snarls. “And when he comes out of your pussy, I am wanting you to suck his big doggy cock clean as well!”
She nods to acknowledge his instruction as she tries to suppress a little smile. “Whatever you are saying, my husband!”
Despite the way she looks, there is something in the way she is acting – her subservience – that many viewers will find very exciting. She may be the least attractive woman we’ve had on the show, but she’s making up for it with her performance (and it’s definitely a performance).
Charley has moved back across the room to give us a wide shot of this coffee coloured dogwhore – on hands and knees, with her big arse in the air and her big tits hanging toward the floor. The golden Labrador on her back, holding tight, his head resting on her shoulder blade. Her head up, looking around from husband to camera. Looking just a little frustrated, a little elated, and occasionally in pain, wincing a little, but not much.
“If you’re wanting to cum, you can make it happen now!” Spits Yureed.
Effat immediately releases one of Thor’s legs and puts her hand between her thighs so she can play with her pussy around his thick shaft, rubbing the clit – a couple of fingertips applying pressure and rubbing in fast little circles. Confirming that, “I’m wanting to cum…”
We move back from the fingering to see Thor’s heavy balls and dark arsehole twitching and pulsing as he shoots his jism up into her quivering belly. We can still see her fingers working her clit… Her pussy clamping around the dog’s knot…
“You are fucking loving this you dirty whore!” Spits Yureed, leaning closer to her again to taunt her some more. “Does the doggy cock feel good? Do you like his cum in your belly? Dirty whore, wanking yourself over this!”
She looks at him as she continues to wank herself, replying, “Yes… I’m wanking myself to a dog. I can feel him cumming inside me… I want to cum on his doggy cock!” Saying this seems to be bringing her closer to the edge…
Yureed leans in toward her as she continues to wank herself under the dog, fingers a blur on her pussy.
“Fuck yourself on his cock you dirty bloody whore…” Orders Yureed, looking almost as close to an orgasm as his dog-fucking wife…
And then she’s throwing her head back, overextending her neck, mouth open, gasping as those fingers do the trick… Nerves firing up and down her body – her coffee coloured skin instantly covered with little goosebumps as she climaxes… And as she does this, Yureed leans forward and spits in her face again – most of it going right into her mouth… Then as soon as he can manage it again, he spits on her face a second time. “Dirty fucking whore!” He spits… His face a mixture of pure hate and obvious lust.
Neither spit bothers her in the slightest – she’s so far gone with her orgasm, with the pleasure she’s given herself on top of the pain of that big knot jammed in her cunt… With spit still running down her cheek and still visible on her tongue, she’s just giving us a closed-eyed, loose-mouthed smile…
Meanwhile, down at the business end of this depraved interaction – Thor’s cock is still buried deep inside her pussy, his knot still stretching her out to the max. This tie has lasted a few minutes already, and has a few more to go, because once Thor ties, his bitch is always in for the long run.
We fade out on this image, and then immediately right back in to show a passage of time. We’re just in time to see the pussy/knot seal beginning to break. The fizzing/spitting of pussy juice and dog cum escaping as the knot begins to slip out. We can hear Effat over the top of this making a high-pitched whimpering sound, “Aaaahhhhh…”
And then… The knot pops out, and the cock snakes out behind it, flopping downward and freeing the beast, who steps away backwards, then immediately launches into licking his own cum out of the Pakistani’s gaping cunt.
“OOooohhhhhhh!” She gasps. Tender flesh being assaulted by the beast’s wide, warm tongue. Her enjoying it.
“No no no…” Calls Yureed. “He doesn’t pleasure you… You pleasure him… You suck his fucking cock you dirty whore!”
Effat pulls away from the beast, half collapsing as she turns herself around onto her big arse. Thor follows her backside as far as he can, looking up confused when he realises she’s now sitting on the very thing he wants to lick – and she grabs him by the collar, then grabs his powerful thigh with her other hand and pulls him around so that his arse is facing her. Her dark legs flat on the floor on either side of him.
She reaches in between his hindlegs and flips his still hard cock back between them, barely pausing to inspect it, leaning in, opening her mouth wide enough to take it, and unceremoniously stuffing the animal’s member between her lips and over her tongue. It’s big in her mouth, not big enough to cause her any problems – but that’s more to do with her mouth being big than his cock lacking size.
She closes her lips around the shaft and starts sucking hard on it, bobbing her head along it… Breathing noisily through her nose as she sucks. 10 seconds, 15, 20… 30 seconds before she finally slows down and opens her mouth a little, letting a good stream of cum dribble out of her mouth and down toward the floor, much of it landing on her thigh.
She holds the base of the cock in her left hand and idly plays with her boobs with her right – one, then the other. There’s not much indication that she’s getting any pleasure from playing with them, it looks more like a visual thing for Yureed – who is watching on closely. Effat is watching him too. The two of them locking eyes as she sucks dog cock… And who wouldn’t want to look into their partner’s eyes whilst doing this?
“Suck it like you suck mine, dirty bitch!” Orders Yureed. It’s hard to imagine his is anything like as big as this.
She pretty much rams it right into the back of her mouth, making herself choke as her lips reach right up to his knot. Holding it there for a second, then releasing the pressure before ramming it back there again. Harder and deeper each time – the first time her lips touch the knot, the second time they are pressed against in, the third time she opens wider as if she is trying the virtually impossible task of wrapping them around the knot itself…
A centimetre too far down… She gags, then pulls the cock out of her throat in a hurry, leaning forward and vomiting a line of mucous, dog sperm and saliva, plus a little stomach bile… Then, with the line of sticky goo still hanging from her mouth, and a disgusted look on her face, she goes again, ramming that meat back into her throat. Two times, three times… Until she has to puke again, this time a little more fluid, slightly more vomitus.
She pauses, cock in hand, lines of mucous between it and her mouth. More stringing down from chin to tits… Looks at her husband, and with an annoyed edge to her voice… “You wanted me to do this… I did what you ask… The least you could do is pay me bloody compliment!” She spits.
Yureed sits back a second, looking very happy with himself… His tone changed – no longer the angry husband trying to control his wife, now more the meek husband. “I am very happy with you… You are a good wife!” He says. “I never in one million years imagined that I’d ever get to see you do this… It’s…. It’s amazing…”
She leans away from the dog toward her husband and offers her slimy mouth to her. “If you are loving me, give me a kiss…”
He leans back, smiling but shaking his head. “I am not kissing you like this… Oh no…”
The look on her face suggests that she’s about to give him a piece of her mind… But then another thought crosses her mind. She leans back to the dog, calls him, “Come here boy… Will you give me the kisses..?”
She offers the dog her slimy face and he is more than happy to lick it. From forehead to chin, cheeks, nose, lips, into her mouth. Cleaning every inch of her face. Her smiling the whole time, opening her mouth when the time is right. After a good 30 seconds of ‘clean-up’ kissing, she turns back to Yureed, her face a wet sheen of well licked skin, and asks, “Am I clean enough to be kissed now?”
Yureed shakes his head again, “No no no… I’m not kissing you after a dog! I don’t know if I ever kiss you again… But I might buy you a dog now…” He giggles a self-content giggle – and with him looking amused, and her looking considerably less than amused, we fade out.
“How did that feel?” Asks Charley as we fade back up on the image of Effat and Yureed sitting on that ratty couch again. There’s a good couple of feet between them, with Yureed sitting back from his wife.
Effat looks over at him, then answers. “It felt like he wanted me… I liked it. I don’t feel wanted here… He doesn’t touch me. No matter what I do, he doesn’t touch me… He just watches me with the men, or asks me to be with a dog… But he doesn’t want me, he just wants to watch me being a whore… But the dog wanted me. He wanted to lick me, to kiss me, to fuck me… I loved that.”
Yureed looks a little annoyed. “I give you good fucking life… You don’t even give me children.” He pauses. “You don’t give me children, but I will give you a dog… And he will want you, and you can fuck him all you like, you dirty fucking dogwhore!”
Effat barely looks over at him. “Oh, I’ll fuck him… I’ll suck him… This dog was much better than you, the next one will be even better.”
And then they sit in silence for a little too long. Both staring right into our camera… And we fade out again, for another week.
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