We fade in on a busy London street… On one side of the street, a mix of four and five level Victorian buildings, three or four levels of offices and flats above shop-fronts. Red London buses moving past our camera.
We pan around until we are looking over the street, between a few old trees at an old English church…
Then we cut to outside the church, panning to the left we can see the glass fronted PUTNEY PASTRIES, a bakery/café that’s attached to the side of the church – the new jutting out from the old.
Inside, we see a pretty, young, black teenager, working behind the counter, big smiles for the customers as she chats and serves. In the back of the store, working hard taking trays of fresh pastries from a large oven, a much older black man – large, wide and tired.
We cut back from him to the girl behind the counter as she addresses camera directly – as if we’re a customer who’s just stepped up to the counter. Her voice as fluffy, friendly and light as she is pretty.
“Hi… Welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’. My name’s Mikayla Walsh, I’m 18 years old, and I’m attracted to dogs…” She cracks a wide, white-toothed smile, at her admission.
We cut to an interview with the old man from the back of the bakery – Clive… Now sitting on the edge of a bed at home. He’s jovial, almost seeming to be on the edge of a state of shock. He speaks with a strong Jamaican accent having spent the first 20 years of his life over there.
“My daughter is the only thing that matter to me… Her mother died when she was only little, and she’s been my world ever since…”
Cut to Mikayla, sitting on the side of the same bed, but at a different time. Interviewed separately from her father. Her dark hair twist in tight little curls and is mostly tied back, but a few curly locks hair down over her face. The face itself is pretty – quite wide, with big brown eyes.
She’s wearing a t-shirt and shorts, looking very relaxed on the bed, talking in a playful tone that sounds almost childlike – full of optimism and fun.
“My pop has been fantastic… He’s always been there for me, always looked after me, always supportive of me…”
Back to Clive – “When she die, I said, I’ll do anything I have to do to make my girl happy… I’ll never say no to her…”
Back to Mikayla – “I was at school, joking around with my friends, comparing notes, you know – like what we’ve done, what we’d do… But we were, about 14 or 15 years old, so none of us had done much – some kissing with a boyfriend, maybe a bit of fingering… One of my friends had given her boyfriend a blowjob…”
Clive – “I said to her from the start, ‘Just please stay away from boys… They will take advantage, and if you get pregnant, or a disease, then I can’t help you… You have to live with the consequences… Anything else… I’m here…”
Mikayla – “We were all competing… Thinking about the worst things we could think about… Naïve stuff, really – talking about being with two men, or more, or having anal sex… You know, really mild things, but when you’re a kid they seem so extreme…”
Clive – “I don’t think I sheltered her too much. I know what boys and girls are like. You can’t make them be good. The best you can do is let them know they can always come to you for help or advice. You know, to give them the safest home you can…”
Mikayla – “Then some of those really strong videos started turning up on social media – ‘2 girls, 1 cup’, and then the Alyssa Rozales clip… And that changed everything – because whilst everyone was calling her a dirty slut, myself included – I was thinking about how soon I could find that clip and watch it again… Then someone mentioned UK of Zoo…”
Clive – “Nothing personal – but I never allowed that show on in this house… I didn’t want to see it, and I didn’t want her to see it… But there’s nothing I can do about the internet…”
Mikayla – “I watched episode after episode online. I downloaded the whole thing. I loved it. Every time there was a black girl, or if there was someone my sort of age… I just saw them with the dogs and it seemed right… I knew right from the start that I had to be on the show… To have fun with a dog, and to do it on the show, on camera, for all my friends to see… So they know I won the competition in the end!” She laughs.
Cut to Clive, not speaking, just breathing like a stressed-out-dad.
Mikayla – “I want my pop to be there, because he’s always been there for me. He’s been there for everything, so I want him there for this… I don’t want him to watch. It’s not like it will give me a thrill – it’ll be strange… But I’ll feel safer if he’s there.”
Clive – “A man isn’t supposed to see his daughter having – relations… And a girl certainly isn’t supposed to have – relations – with a dog… But I always told her to trust me about everything. I would always be there for her… I can’t say ‘no’ now…” He looks like a man who is desperate to say ‘no’ though, on the edge of tears – a truly frustrated father.
The bedroom door opens, and Mikayla enters, almost tip-toeing over to the bed and sitting down next to her father, putting her arms around him for a father-daughter hug. “I’m sorry, poppy.”
Fighting off tears, he assures her that it’s okay… He supports her… “I’m here for you… I support you… Whatever you want to do, baby… I’m with you.”
As she’s hugging her father, he looks over his shoulder toward our camera and gives us a smile and a thumbs up…
We cut to the street outside to see Mikayla’s beast approaching… And what a beast it is… A huge Kumoan mastiff, bred for fighting rather than fucking – but whilst we have no doubt he’d be a mean fighter, we already know he’s an excellent fucker… It’s Cedric… This bad boy gets all the good-looking girls – a few weeks back it was beauty queen Bailey, and at the end of our last series it was fast food girl Belle – but he’s so big, mean and sexy, that no one is ever too jealous of him… He clearly deserves the best pussy…
Walking beside him, his owner (Jay) is almost invisible – because we only want to look at the beast. We hear him speak in voice-over. “It’s always good to bring Cedric on the show… He has a lot of fun, and I get a big buzz from introducing ladies to him… I’m particularly excited to be here today because I’ve always wanted to see him with a sexy black girl…”
Back in the bedroom, Mikayla stands up on the bed, bouncing from one foot to the other, acting like a 5 year old as she threatens to take her top off – pausing with her hands gripping the bottom of it… Clive making a point of turning away from her, managing a jocular tone as he notes, “I don’t need to see this…”
Mikayla peels the t-shirt off, revealing her flat belly and firm young boobs – she’s coffee brown, but her boobs are a shade lighter, she clearly enjoys sunbathing in a bikini. The boobs are round and firm, not big, but lovely. “It’s nothing you haven’t seen a thousand times when I was a baby…” She jokes.
“Yes… But you was a little girl then, not a young lady…” Answers her father, doing his best to stay calm and collected.
Mikayla unbuttons her shorts and slips them down her smooth thighs, letting them fall over her knees and down to the bed before stepping out of them and kicking them across her room. Just a little white pair of bikini brief panties left now as she drops from standing in the middle of the bed, to sitting on the edge again…
The door-bell rings and Clive is on the move – no wish to drag this out any longer than he needs to. We follow him out, hand-held, and walk through the cramped little flat to the front door – which he opens – stepping back to let us see Jay and Cedric… The sight of the huge dog almost knocks Clive off his feet.
Jay introduces himself remarkably cooly to the big West Indian father… “Hello, I’m Jay, and this is my dog Cedric… And Cedric is here to be fucking your daughter…” Men have died for less… But Jay is invited in…
We follow them back to the bedroom, Clive leading the way, Jay and Cedric following… Clive walking like a condemned man.
We cut back to Mikayla’s bedroom, she’s removed her panties whilst we were out of the room, and she’s on her back with her legs spread wide, fingering her pink pussy as she chews her lip and watches the door. She can’t wait to see the beast…
Her snatch looks good enough to eat – shaven almost bare, with a little black stubble strip running north from just above the clit… The neat folds of her dark pussy lips slightly parted revealing the pink flesh of her vaginal walls, glistening with promise.…
The door opens and Clive walks in, almost falling over again when he sees his daughter in this position, slapping a hand over his eyes as if he’s just stared into the Sun and turning away. Cedric and Jay arrive next, and seeing the girl, Jay simply unhooks the huge beast and lets it run free…
Mikayla turns her head toward her father, his back to her as he moves around the walls toward the bottom of her bed, without ever looking in her direction, and calls, “Love you, Pop…”, like a child about to open her Christmas presents. “Sorry…”
Clive his hand over his eyes, cringing and doing everything he can not to look at her. “Oh my good God!” He half laughs to himself at the lunacy of the moment, not knowing how else to react – it’s a laugh or cry moment.
The little minx edges spreads her legs even wider, and shuffles to the edge of the bed so that her arse is almost hanging off the mattress… Serving her tight young pink pussy on a platter for the scary dog – at head height… And he doesn’t waste any time in accepting her gift… He steps up, tail wagging, and sniffs at her gash – his cold nose making her giggle, then his snaking long, hot tongue making her gasp as it slathers over her thighs and between her those tidy little pussy lips…
She flops back, bringing her hands to her little boobs and moaning, “Oh yeaaaaassssss” with a huge, white toothed smile on her face.
We move in closer to watch as Cedric’s tongue parts her pussy lips with long, hot strokes. Making her writhe against her bent legs, and squeeze her titties… Gasping, heart-rate rocketing, warm sticky sensations already radiating out from her snatch. She closes her eyes, squeezes those tits, and soaks up the attention.
The big dog keeps licking… Sliding his wide tongue over her tight pussy time after time – slithering it between her young cunt lips. Each stroke sliding over her sensitive little clit, and each time he does that she arches her back and bites down on her bottom lip. Writhing and whimpering…
We catch sight of Clive, facing the other way, looking at the ceiling – a baffled expression on his face. He’s clearly extremely uncomfortable, but showing no signs of leaving. “Are you okay there, sweetie?” He asks over his shoulder.
“Yeesssss!” She gasps… Eyes closed, head back against the sheets. Moaning, legs lowering around on either side of the dog – who keeps licking at her pussy as she pushes those firm titties together, then squashes them against her ribs…
The beast is taking her to a very nice place – one that women can rarely reach without a tongue… And his tongue – bigger, wider, warmer and faster than any man’s tongue, is taking her there fast.
And then, just as she is on the brink of cumming – he suddenly stops, turns and walks away from her… Much to her frustration…
She props herself up on her elbows, calling to the animal – “Come on, doggy… Come back… We’re not finished yet…” as she pats her pussy – making a soft, wet, slapping sound…
Cedric turns and looks back at her, his big tongue slapping around his chops, apparently smiling… Then heads back toward her – and leaps up onto it, landing next to her then immediately spinning around on the bouncy mattress and stepping over her…
Mikayla giggles and rolls, using her hands to protect her body as the dog steps around and over her, a paw occasionally landing on her chest, thigh or belly… “OOwwwww!” She shrieks, it’s clearly painful, but she’s having too much fun to let a bit of pain get in the way… So before her father can even ask if she’s injured, she calls out “I’m okay… I’m okay…” as she continues to ‘wrestle’ with him.
“What’s happening?” Asks Clive, afraid to turn around and see what his daughter is doing, but still very protective.
She rolls over toward the edge of the bed and the dog follows her, before jumping off and running away, around the studio like a maniac and then back to the bed, jumping back up, disturbing all of the sheets, twisting around, and jumping off again… Then stopping and looking back at his playmate – waiting to see what she does next… Tongue out and panting.
Mikayla looks down at him. Then answers her father, “I think it’s foreplay, Pop!” She giggles. And her father cringes.
She lays back on the edge of the bed, her legs now hanging over the edge, spreads them wide – and runs her hand down between them, fingers between her pussy lips, spreading them wide, opening up the pink… And calling him, “Cedric… Come on… This for you…”
He pads forward, still a little jumpy, sniffs and then licks at her pussy… And then just as she thinks he’s going to take her back to the land of licks – he rears up and places his front paws on either side of her belly, his hindlegs still on the floor, and pushes his sheath toward her cunt…
He pushes forward, his wide body resting in the V of her thighs, against her pussy, her slim thighs raised to either side of him. Not even inside her, his hairy sheath just pressing up against her flesh, grinding against her – her grinding back against him… She’s already struggling to breath from the excitement of it… “Yes… Yiss…” She gasps…
She reaches an arm around his back, her hand stroking down to the base of his spine, holding him close…
We cut to a low angle, looking up from the floor, up through his hindlegs to watch the tip of his cock poking out from the sheath, poking against her young pussy as he tries to stab it home into her.
“You okay sweetie?” Checks Clive, looking increasing anxious to the side, his back still turned to her, his hand still over his face.
As the dog stands over her, his sheath up against her pussy, her holding him close – his fur against her flesh… She calls back to her father, her voice cracking, “Yes, Pop… I’m good… I’m very good…” Pausing… “Just about to start fucking…”
Clive instinctively calls out, “Mind your language!” as he winces, this is not what wanted he wanted to hear his little girl say.
Mikayla looks down at the dog with a wicked smile on her face and snarls, “Want you fill me up wit’ your spunk, Mr Doggy!” She pulls him closer again… “Come on put your cock in me, eh?” She begs, turning her head toward her father to see if he’s going the chastise her for her language again. He doesn’t, his face too tense to speak right now as the reality of what’s happening sinks further into his heart.
She reaches down with her other hand, squeezing it between her their bellies – groping around to find his sheath, pushing/peeling it back to expose his cock, him trying to fuck her the whole time.
Once she has a few inches fully exposed, she pushes the tip down between her pussy lips and lets it slip inside… Cedric immediately takes over, ramming it home, making her yelp, “OOwwwww!!”
There’s just enough pain in her voice to make Clive spin around, wanting to help his little girl – but regretting it as soon as he sees his daughter with her slim legs spread around the huge beast, the joyous expression on her face reminding him how much she really wanted to be here, arms around his back as he pounds her… Clive spins away again, his hand over his face – hiding an embarrassed, and somewhat pained expression.
She holds on for dear life as the dog gives her the benefit of his experience, his power and his energy. It’s one of the best-looking missionary position fucks we’ve ever had on the show – the position perfect, the size of the dog over the girl… Her delicate, soft features look like they should be in a library, or a school yard – completely at odds with the perverted sexual act she’s performing – and with how much she seems to be enjoying it.
Clive tries to cover up his disappointment/upset, still looking the other way, asking “Are you alright there, baby girl?”
“Yeah Pop… OOOooooooohhhhhhh!” She gasps, her arms around the shoulders and back of the beast, holding on for dear life as he continues to pound her pussy.
The dog’s big hairy chest squashing down on her round boobs, his body ramming up against her as she whimpers and moans. Her fingers gripping into the fur on his back, squeezing hard enough to make him twist and bend as he fucks her. Annoyed – but not annoyed enough to pull his big cock out of her tight pussy and stop fucking… He simply doubles his effort and thrusts harder – rolling his back into her and pushing deeper…
We drop down below the height of the bed, looking up from under her tight little arse – looking at the dog’s arse as he thrusts away from us, into her… His big balls swinging between his thighs, like a pendulum under her arse. Moving closer and lower to look up and watch his shaft slipping in and out of her slippery cunt. The knot at the base of his shaft a constant threat to her pussy – pounding up against it, mashing her soft pussy lips out of the way… On some of the harder thrusts it pops beyond her brown skin and into her pink recess… And then, after a dozen more fast strokes, it stops – locking inside – pushed there by one last thrust… And the dog holds position – making sure her flesh is tight around him. Making sure his spunk goes nowhere but deep into her belly.
She holds on extra tight – legs behind him, ankles hooking around each other, arms around him, fists full of fur, biting her bottom lip and holding her breath. “Oh God… Oh God… Pop..?”
Clive hides his eyes behind his hand and turns toward her, “Yes dear? Are you okay?”
Missionary position – big dog over black girl, her still holding on, gasping – “I think he’s cumming in me… It’s… Oh God…” She drops her head back onto the bed and loosens her face to a broad smile. “It’s amay-zing…” She sighs.
Clive looks horrified, turns away again, his voice cracking. “That’s… Good?… Just so long as you okay, okay?”
We cut to a side angle, giving a perfect view of Mikayla’s slim body – lithe legs up in the air on either side of the hairy beast – thin arms around him – hands beginning to loosen and stroke up and down his spine… The dog’s heavy body resting on her chest and belly – his fur rough against her soft round tits.
“Good boy…” She moans, her mouth only inches from his big head, which is now resting against her shoulder. He looks exhausted. All fucked out after his 42 seconds of hardcore exertion.
She looks up at the camera as we move closer, and whispers, almost shyly, “I can feel him shooting his hot cum right up into my belly…” She sighs, as if it’s all any girl ever dreamed about.
She winces – twisting her face up – taking a couple of fists of fur again… “He’s getting a bit big now…” She confirms… Very quickly changing gears from gasp/moan mode, to squeal/cry mode… “Oowwwww! Pop…”
Clive turns, his hand shading his eyes, and staggers toward her, his hand out toward her. “It’s okay, baby… Are you okay..?”
“It hurts Pop…” Gasps Mikayla as she takes the pain of the now fully engorged knot that is stretching out her young snatch.
“How much longer?” Clive asks someone off camera as he arrives at the bed and reaches out to his girl, still averting his eyes so he doesn’t have to actually see her with a dog between her thighs. He’s told that Cedric will be knotted in her for between 5 and 10 minutes based on his usual form, and that trying to pull him out will hurt Mikayla more than just leaving him in there – the news puts almost as much pain on his face as on Mikayla’s… He drops onto the edge of the bed, sitting just a little away from her, one hand behind his back grasped in her hand, which is then held against the dog’s back (meaning that the back of Clive’s hand is pressed up against the fur of the dog that’s fucking his daughter). The look on Clive’s face is pure mental anguish.
His daughter looks up toward her father over the dog’s shoulder, wincing and seeking reassurance, but not getting it as he can’t even look her in the eye. Pulling her thick pink lips back and baring her white teeth as she pulls through another pulse of pain from down below.
We cut away to the low angle again – looking up at the knot jammed into this cute little teenager’s pussy. The labial lips wrapped tight around the huge bulb of his knot. Everything locked tight together. Airtight. His balls, and his knot, throbbing as he squirts shot after shot of jism into her young belly.
We fade through to a wide shot of Mikayla on her back on the bed, legs relaxed and down on the bed, dog still on top of her, between her thighs, feet either side of her chest, cock buried inside her. Clive sitting to her side – his hand still behind his back, holding hers. Daughter covered in sweat and still struggling to handle the size of his tool; father a broken man. Some time has passed, and all three of them just stuck there, waiting for this all to end. The dog appears to be enjoying himself more than the Walsh family!
Out of nowhere, Mikayla begins to cry out again, squeezing her father’s hand tight enough to make him wince now.
“Are you alright, darling?” He checks – concerned and disgusted in equal measures.
She’s crying out, “Owwww… OOOwwwwwWWW!… NNoooooo!”
We cut back down underneath her – and watch as the knot slowly pulls free, stretching her lips out, the ugly knot appearing bit by bit, and then just flopping out… Jism and pussy juices spitting and squirting out from her cunt around the shaft of his cock – before the whole cock suddenly slides out, followed by a trail of dog spunk spilling down onto the mattress as the dog twists away and drops his front paws to the floor – then walks away. Job done, no longer interested in this little black whore.
Mikayla gasps, and then breaks into a smile again as she catches her breath. “Oh wow…”
“Is he off you yet?” Asks Clive, still looking the other way.
“Yes, Pop…”
Clive smiles and turns toward her – perhaps not fully realising that his daughter is still naked, with her legs apart and dog-spunk dribbling from her pink and gaping pussy… Before he can avert his gaze again Mikayla has sat up and wrapped her arms around him, mashing her soft boobs up against his shirt. “Thank you for looking after me, Pop…”
He wraps his arms around her shoulders and back, careful not to touch anything he shouldn’t with his hands, and returns the hug.
We fade out on his face rather than hers – and the horror in his eyes, knowing that he’ll never be able to look at his daughter the same way again.
We fade in a little later – Clive still looking like he’s in shock. Mikayla looking a little ashamed of herself, wearing her UK of Zoo t-shirt, with her knees pulled up infront of her chest. They are looking in opposite directions. In silence… We wait for 30 seconds without either of them saying anything… And then we fade out.
THE END, for another week.
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