We open on a photo of a geek sitting infront of a computer, looking into camera. Then fade through to a stunning bit of fantasy artwork – a large, muscle-bound and windswept hero – with the same face as the geek.
Then fade to another photo, a greasy haired kid trying to look tough. Fading through to a hero with Brad Pitt ‘Fight Club’ type body, and Brad Pitt ‘A River Runs Through It’ type hair blowing in the wind.
A woman’s voice, well spoken, light and friendly, with a slight east-midland’s accent, narrates – “I’ve always been into fantasy art… The possibilities are limitless… The men can be as sexy as you want them to be, and the women are always perfect, and the monsters – the beasts – can be as big and scary as you like.”
As she speaks we see more photo-to-hero conversions. This is intercut with footage of a (fully clothed) slim, black haired woman (from the back), working at an elaborate computer art desk – a large graphics tablet set infront of a couple of large monitors. We see her slender brown hands using a stylus on the tablet, drawing/painting a new image. She is in what appears to be an art studio, but is actually the converted double-garage of a family home.
“I’ve had my own studio for almost ten years now… I do fantasy artwork for books and CD covers… But I make most of my money by creating these hero images… People wanting to see themselves as heroes, or wanting to see their partners being oh-so-sexy…”
We finally come to rest on the digital image of beautiful coffee skinned warrior queen, stripped virtually naked, lean yet curvy, her long black hair draped over her shoulders… She’s standing next to a huge and scary looking ‘devil-dog’… There’s no photo next to this one… Then we fade through to see the artist herself…
Slim, tall, with that long thick black hair, dusky sub-continental looks and narrow features. We can see the warrior princess in her features – although the reality isn’t as perfect as the artwork. There’s a gold ring through her right nostril and her fashion sense suggest a modern attitude combined with a strong pride in her apparent Pakistani heritage – tight blue jeans and a perfectly fitted purple and gold designer jacket. The slightly knowing look in her eye as she talks suggests a certain attitude – she’s sexy and she knows it.
“My name is Aiman Ali. I’m 31, and I’m a fantasy artist from Leicester in the midlands…”
Then we’re watching her working at the computer again, working on the features of a huge snarling beast – part dog, part wolf, part alien. She continues in voice-over…
“I never watched bestiality videos, I just had an imagination. I grew up looking at fantasy art, and drawing my own pictures. And I was drawn, quite literally toward the monsters… When I think about sex… Even when I was a student… I wasn’t attracted to men… Or women… Only to these beasts. I’ve slept with men, but I always think of these monsters when I’m with them…”
We see more images of monsters, often posed with the warrior princess… To anyone else these would look like images of scary monsters with a beautiful woman. To us, knowing the context, we can see the sideways look from animal to human – the way her backside always seems to presented toward him – the fact that her nipples are always erect…
“I have a special fantasy of Great Danes and Mastiffs… I draw them as Devil-Dogs… Huge beasts… Too big to enjoy – you just have to give up and let them do as they please… Conquer me… Defeat me… Defile me… Put me under their spell and rape me… Make me do anything… And I would be under his spell, so I would keep coming back with my mouth open and my tongue hanging out…” She smirks. “I want to take his knot, and I don’t mind if he destroys my pussy and rips me in two in the process… What a way die!”
We finally get to see what she’s working on in full screen – a 90% completed image of one of her devil-dogs, painted to look almost as big as a horse, standing over and looking down at the helpless dark princess (with Aiman’s face, of course), who is looking back over her shoulder at him with a look of fear on her face… He isn’t fucking her yet, but he is clearly about to.
“I can never get this image right… I can’t decide between fear and lust, disgust and desire… I think I need to live it before I draw it… I want to know how it feels so I can put that in my picture. The fear and the passion, all the perverted glory of it.”
We cut to Aiman standing in the middle of the studio floor. Ready to begin.
She peels her t-shirt up over her head to reveal her naturally dark and smooth body and we see that her small boobs aren’t held by a bra. She smiles and jokes about her body. “I wish I looked more like the girls in my pictures… Sorry to disappoint you if you were expecting something more fantastic.” She’s not sorry, she’s most amused.
“I think of going to the gym and toning up, getting fake boobs to make myself look like my fantasy-self… Can you imagine if these…” She grabs her little boobs. “Looked like those…” She points at a big fantasy version of herself framed on the wall.
She doesn’t wait around for anyone to respond, unbuttoning her jeans and wriggling them down over her narrow hips and thighs. Stepping out of them, with a slight battle to get the narrow legs over her ankles. She’s wearing the tiniest pair of panties – but not for long – they come off without any ceremony. This lady is very comfortable in her own skin, and not at all shy.
Naked, dark skinned with small boobs, pointy little brown nipples, a slim belly, small bum, and near hairless pussy, she’s a very pleasing sight. She’s not the muscular toned warrior princess, but she has the kind of taught, slim body that any 24 year old would be happy with… Best of all is her smile – white teeth behind thin dark lips. Friendly with just a hint of madness.
She pinches her nipples a little, pulling them then letting them snap back – making sure they are fully erect. Looking into the camera and smiling… “I want to look as turned on as I feel…” She jokes.
She looks around at the door, then back to the camera. “Will we be waiting long?”
A voice can be heard from behind camera. “Long enough for you to get properly warmed-up… Not that you look like you need it…”
Aiman smiles again, pinching a nipple with each thumb and forefinger – holding them. “I don’t need any more warming up… I feel like a bomb about to explode…”
At that moment the door to the studio opens, and we get our first sight of this week’s beast (and his owner), outlined in the doorway. It’s a tall thin man, and a big handsome Great Dane… The man, Bernard, is a smiling, friendly looking permed heavy metal fan. The dog, Dino, with his mouth slightly open and the end of his tongue hanging out, is as huge and intimidating as ever.
Aiman doesn’t appear to be worried though… She looks turned-on… “He looks like the hound of Satan!” She says, admiring the beast.
After a short pause, she walks over to him – and despite him being almost as big as her, and her being stark naked, she seems without a worry in the world. She drops down into a crouch on the floor infront of him, her knees spreading wide, and bringing both hands up to his big head, stroking his ears (which he seems to like), and saying “Hello sir… My master…” to him.
She looks up at Bernard and smiles at him too. “He’s a handsome beast… I’ve always liked him on the show… I love Great Danes, and he seems to know what he’s doing…” Then looking back to Dino and smiling at him, “Don’t you, sir? Don’t you?”
She keeps looking in the dog’s eyes as she strokes his head and neck. “Do I need to do anything special, or will he just mount me as soon as I’m in position?”
Bernard responds without much thought. “Oh, he’s pretty easy going – if you show him a pussy, he’ll fuck it…” Aiman responds to this with another smile – she clearly can’t wait.
Shifting forward onto her knees, she reaches under Dino, between his front legs, and begins to stroke his chest, then leans forward slipping her hand down to rub his belly.
“You magnificent beast…” She says, slipping into ‘character’… “Does this please you?” She leans back a little so that she can look into his dark eyes. “If I please you, you will let me live, right?”
She feels around his chest, moving lower, her hand rubbing over her belly, then beginning to work his sheath. Rubbing it, carefully taking a hold of it as the huge beast shifts around, curling his back slightly, pushing his cock forward toward her hand – he wants it… His cock beginning to grow as soon as she begins to fondle it.
There’s a fat red tip showing almost right away. Aiman tries to hide her smile, but it grows as fast as his cock. “Ohhh, you’re getting hard already… It feels good…”
We get a brief shot of Bernard as he stands back next to our crew and watches Aiman get better acquainted with his huge dog… He looks to the side and sees some of the art-work on the wall. He looks almost as impressed by this as he does by the naked Pakistani who’s fondling his canine’s cock.
When we cut back to Aiman, she is already on her hands and knees, taking up her position. One of our crew-members is kneeling beside her (his face blurred out), helping her get it right. Guiding her knees apart with a hand on the inner thigh – being very careful not touch anything he shouldn’t… Stroking her back to encourage her to lower it, pushing her little arse back and upward. Reaching over to stroke her long black hair over her shoulder so that the camera can get a clear shot of her face during the action.
We can see that the woman is no longer showing her earlier relaxed confidence – there’s no fear, but the anticipation has got the better of her, she just wants to get on with it.
Dino is hopping around her, waiting for his chance, surprisingly light on his feet for such a large animal – and the tip of his cock still showing. Clearly ready to get started… Then, as soon as he sees the opportunity, he dives in – not mounting her, but going for her cunt with his long tongue, from behind.
She gasps as his hot tongue hits the spot. She takes a sharp breath and holds it as he continues to lap at her. His tongue wider than the target as it slops over her pussy, her arse, her inner thighs, her butt-cheeks… But mainly her pussy… Digging in hard, forcing its way between her labia – tasting her juices… Then licking harder, faster… With genuine lustful hunger.
The intensity of the moment makes her work hard just to keep air in her lungs… Especially after he lets out a loud whimper of pleasure.
She loses that breath, the struggles to fill her lungs again – gasping, then squeaking/moaning/whining… “Oh my… Oooohhhh!” in a high-pitched squeak.
The Dane’s huge tongue slopping fast and non-stop in and over her pussy. Hot and wet. She’s losing control. Rocking backwards on her knees, pushing her pussy back into the dog’s face as he twists and turns to get his snout between her thighs – his nose to her arsehole – his tongue deep… And then, just as she’s about to come, he pulls away, steps forward and lurches onto her back.
Aiman lets out a loud cry, “Oh SH-IIII-ITTTT!” as he mounts her… The shock of it actually happening as much as the weight and power of him hitting her back.
His front legs fold infront of her thighs, and his big paws tuck in under her belly, his warm belly wrapping over her round behind, his chest over her shoulder blades – he dwarfs her in this position. He doesn’t care… A few staccato thrusts at her from behind and then she lets out a sudden short grunting gasp. “UURRGGGGHHHH!” – he’s in… And then the real action begins…
He starts to buck hard and fast at her – stabbing his huge cock deep into her dark flesh. She makes noises – short, sharp gasping noises – as he lurches forward… Not loud sounds of pleasure, just simply physical reactions to being hit with the weight of such a large beast, and stabbed in the pussy with such a hot and swollen cock…
Her small but beautifully formed titties jiggle under her chest. Her long dark hair hanging behind her head, positioned deliberately so that her face can be seen twisting up as she is pushed around. Hiding pain and pleasure in equal measure.
He’s pumping fast – pushing deep into her, his back arching and bending almost double as he attempts to keep hold around her hips whilst ploughing into it pussy. She’s too small for him, but he’s making the best of his opportunity… Really working her over – and the volume of her grunting, gasping and whimpering is getting louder as he hits his target over and over.
We cut to a close-up of Dino’s massive member driving in and out of Aiman’s tight little pussy… The camera moves around as our cameraman tries to avoid the dog’s big hindpaws, which stomp about as he seeks better grip on the studio floor… But he manages to keep the action in focus as that slippery, long, fat and hard shaft, slides in and out of her dark wet pussy. Driving in and out at speed, our microphones picking up the wet slapping sound even clearer from down here.
Cut to the wide angle again and we can see Dino really giving the slim girl everything he’s got. Gripping her tight, pumping hard, his chin hanging above her head. Her mouth hanging open, all her words gone as she just digs in to enjoy the fucking of her life. Enjoy maybe the wrong word… Survive, perhaps.
We linger on the scene – holding this wide angle so that we can see the sheer scale of the Great Dane over the little Pakistani… Him ramming his pelvis toward her, driving that solid cock into her, making her whole body shake. From this angle we can see his big balls hanging down and swinging around like a counter-balance to his body’s weight…
Then we cut down to the low-angle again, and look up at her pussy… Everything is pink and wet… The lips of her pussy being spread wide and squished flat against her body, cum seeping out and dripping. We watch that shiny pink and white dog cock sliding in and out of the dark flesh like a piston in a racing car, only a couple of inches in and out… From the look of her pussy and the way the flesh is being moved around, and the volume of the moans, we can tell that something big is beginning to happen inside…
We cut back to the wide-angle, then move in closer on our guest as she tosses her head back, flipping thick dark hair everywhere – no longer worried about keeping a clear line of sight for the camera… In close on her face to see the look of a woman who is right on the edge of an orgasm. Her breathing ragged and her skin drenched with a sudden sweat… If she was white she’d be turning red! She doesn’t look like the relaxed little lady we saw at the top of the show – she looks like seasoned dogwhore now… Just enjoying every short stroke and every swelling pulse, as he pumps his seed into her.
“I can feeeeeeeel hiiiiiiimmm…” She whines. “Getting biggggggggeeerrrrrrrr…” She gasps again, trying to hold herself together. “Heeeeeeeee’s too biiiiiiiigggg!”
Taking little gulps of air as the beast pushes hard at her – pushing deeper… Stretching that pussy all the way out. His knot clearly reaching full size inside her tight snatch as he comes to a halt with a last few thrusts, then holds himself there, his front paws gripping her hips tighter, his chest coming down closer to her back, his wet jowls coming to rest on her shoulder – his mouth right beside her face – blocking our view of her pretty features for a second… Until we alter our position to a front view.
Aiman is shaking… The tension is extreme… Pain and pleasure, indivisible… Then she opens her mouth, bares her teeth, doesn’t say anything – doesn’t squeal or moan, just shows all of her feelings on her face… And her body is shaking… And her nipples are visibly harder, sticking out further… Shaking… Holding her breath, then catching a big ragged breath and holding it again… Then coughing and gasping for air…
The moment lasts… The dog holding tight to her back as she bucks and writhes and shivers… Slowly returning to holding a stationary pose – and soaking up the moment, as well as his cum…
A crewmember confirms the obvious, “Did you just cum on that dog cock?” Knowing full well what the answer will be.
Aiman breaks into a little smile, and takes another break whilst nodding. “I did…” She whispers, another little spasm of pleasure shooting up her spinal cord. She looks up into the camera, looking at the viewers at home… “This devil doggy made me cum… So hard!” And then another wince. She may have cum on his huge cock and knot, but she’s also suffering from having it deep inside her…
Dino’s knot is legendary. With the possible exception of Cedric the Kamoan Mastiff, it’s the biggest on our show – and it’s rare that he gets to tie with his bitch… We can tell he’s enjoying it, because he’s not moving a muscle… And we can tell that our guest is suffering, because she too is doing everything possible to stay perfectly still… The less she moves, the less it hurts… And as good as that orgasm made her feel, she’s still suffering. Whining…
We hold on this moment for a second, slowly moving around the beast to the rear, to see his big brown arsehole and heavy balls pulsing as he shoots load after load of dirty dogspunk into this little Pakistani whore. Each pulse accompanied by a little whimper from the girl.
Then we fade through to an image of the dog’s head on her shoulder, their faces side-by-side, both breathing hard. Him panting, her gasping. They’ve been here some time…
We cut to the rear-end again, watching as the dog shuffles a little to the side, pulling the little lady with him. He steps off her, turning his body at an angle to hers, raising a hind-leg slightly and then… With a large yelp from his bitch, he suddenly pulls away from, his big cock bursting free from her pussy, a gush of cum following it out, spilling onto the floor for a second before Aiman tips over and falls to her side on the floor, curling up into a ball, one hand between her thighs, cupped over her aching pussy.
She’s recovering rather than crying. Breathing and relaxing… She looks up toward our camera and confirms that, “That was amazing… He was special… And his cock…”
She looks over at him, laid down in the corner of her studio, rolled onto his side with one hind-leg in the air, licking at his big cock and balls. Cleaning up.
She continues, “Was EVERYTHING I ever dreamed of…”
Pushing her hand against her pussy, holding it like she’s trying to stop it from falling out, she continues to look at the beast with a genuine sense of love in her eyes, and a dirty smile on her pretty face… And we fade out.
Later, Aiman sits on the chair infront of her desk, her feet up on the seat just infront of her bottom, her knees infront of her shoulders. She is wearing her “UK of Zoo” t-shirt and nothing else, so we can see see her very sloppy, pink pussy.
“So, how did it feel to fuck the Devil-Dog..?” Asks a member of the crew from off camera.
Aiman smiles, “It wasn’t what I thought it would be… I thought it would be rough and scary… I was expecting him to be evil… But he was really just an amazing fuck… He filled me with his power – but there was nothing dark about it…”
“Not what you expected… But you’re not disappointed?”
Aiman shakes her head. “Oh, no, not disappointed. I enjoyed it very much. It was very pleasurable. I thought I would have been more degraded… But I’m very happy now… I understand it now…” She looks at her computer set-up. “I have to paint…”
We cut to a mini-montage of Aiman at her computer, close ups of colours changing on her screen, ‘brush’ strokes, sweeps, pixels erased and replaced… Then finally pull back to see the full image – the perfect Princess Aiman, on hands and knees, with the Devil-Dog over her, his huge front paws/claws grasping the ground on either side of her, a look of supreme power on his face, a look of complete exhaustion, exhilaration, and total pain on hers. There’s something in the image – in the face – that really catches exactly the way she felt as Dino was knotted inside her.
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