We begin with an establishing shot of Brighton pleasure pier from the beach – the famous seaside landmark reaching across the yellow sand and out over the blue sea. The beach is crowded with sunseekers, keen to enjoy the fine weather.
Then we’re on the pier – tracking along past old ladies sitting on benches, and young boys trying to spy girls in bikinis on the beach.
We track along until we find this week’s host. Wearing her trademark ripped jeans that seem to show off more flesh every week, and a white t-shirt that blows against her chest in the breeze, highlighting how round and perfect they are. It’s the babe from the Baltic – the one and only, Petra… And beside her, looking up at her with an eager sense of anticipation, her golden retriever, Odin.
She introduces herself, and the show, in that familiar, sexy Eastern European accent that seems to get stronger every week, “Hallo, and welcome to ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’, with me, the host of today, Petra Johnson… And this is my magnificent boy, Odin… And this week, er, we are back on the south coast, on Brighton pier, to meet a lovely lady who has been watching a long time, and now wants to play with us…”
We cut to inside an arcade, an out-of-breath, slim, brunette woman – dancing (badly) on an old Dance Dance Revolution machine. Dressed all in black – jeans, t-shirt and hoody, she’s the last person you’d expect to see having fun on one of these, but we asked nicely because we thought it would be a great intro shot, and a nice way to warm her up…
Cut to a close-up of her, sitting on a bench in the arcade, black eye make-up and a black choker round her neck complete her emo/goth chic look as she bends forward toward our camera, half whispering as if she’s letting us in on a secret. “My name is Lisa Burley… I’m 19 years old, I’m a university student from Brighton, and I want to be destroyed by a huge dog cock!”
We cut to a moment later, a new camera angle, with Petra sitting alongside Lisa on the bench, and Odin beside her. Lisa tells her story in a pretty uninspiring dull monotone, never quite sure whether she should be talking to Petra or the camera, and flicking little looks at the Labrador every time she mentions the word ‘dog’.
“I didn’t have my first serious boyfriend until I was 16… I didn’t have sex until 17… Then he dumped me… And he broke my heart… And I’ve been negative about… Everything… Men especially, since then… But I’m not into girls… So I just, sort of, retreated into pornography… Watching it, not being in it… Not until, like, today… Ha ha…”
We cut to a different angle as she answers another prompting question, “I liked to see men being abused and taken advantage of, the way I was taken advantage of… I really got into gay porn – gang bangs, rough sex, that kind of thing… Tough guys being fucked hard by tougher guys…” She laughs. “I was trawling through sites, finding the most extreme and disgusting gay stuff… Always looking for something more… Then I found a clip of a gay guy being fucked by a dog… And he got tied, in the arse, and it was amazing… Watching him suffer like that… But him loving it anyway… I’d never thought about dogs before… But I had to see more… So I watched all the guys with dogs clips I could find – but there’s not that many of men being fucked… And I quickly ran out of them, so I started watching dogs fucking women, and I found that as exciting as dogs fucking men… I realised it was the dogs I liked, not the people being fucked… And then I started wanting to do it… I wanted to be the woman… And now, here I am…” She smiles, an awkward, cute little smile – almost apologetic, slightly embarrassed by everything she’s admitting to.
“So, a dog can’t hurt you…” Petra question, correcting herself, “… Can’t hurt you emotionally anyway…” She laughs.
“Yeah, I suppose that’s it…” Confirms Lisa, in a tone that suggests she hasn’t really thought about it. “But… I dunno… I just like how dirty it is… It’s just rough and ready, he doesn’t care about me, I don’t care about him… It’s just about power… And he can have it all!!”
“Well, if it’s dirty, rough and ready sex you want… My boy will give you what you need!!” Confirms Petra, rubbing her hand over her dog’s head as he looks up at her, then over at Lisa, a hopeful look in his eyes. Petra looks back at Lisa with her most seductive snarl and asks, “Are you ready?”
Lisa nods, a little fear on her face, “Yeah… I’m ready…”
Petra smiles, “Then – let’s go…”
Lisa stands up from the bench, looks around at the few tourists walking the pier, and turns to the camera, steps forward… And claps her hands infront of our camera… And we cut to:
A dark backroom, a staff rest area somewhere behind the scenes on the pier – a windowless room with a couple of couches, a vending machine and a small kitchenette. The manager of the arcade offered us use of this room for a nominal fee, plus permission to watch the recording session… Lisa had commented that he was a bit of a perv, well known around these parts, but she didn’t mind if he watched.
Lisa is infront of us, completely naked – her pale body is slim, her boobs small, her pussy well-trimmed. She looks a little shy to be naked and exposed infront of us – no loose black clothes to protect her now… She stands a little awkwardly, like she’s trying to pose but doesn’t know how.
Petra is crouching down next to her Golden Retriever, talking to him and she unhooks his leash. “Looks like this pretty girl is going to give you everything you want…” She strokes him on his wide chest, smiling as they both look back at the skinny young woman. “So… You go now and take everything you want…”
The dog rushes across the room, straight over toward Lisa, as if he’s never wanted anything else in his life… And she takes a step back, intimidated by his apparent hunger and the speed of his approach, a little extra nervous for her first moment with the dog – no idea how this will play out. All of her fantasies coming true, but she’s not that sure she wants them to – this is a dog, and she’s going to get fucked by it…
“Oh Jeez…” She gasps.
He arrives at feet and sniffs at her knees, her skinny white thighs, and her pussy – and she reacts by backing away further, stepping up onto one of the couches… He follows, front paws onto the seat… And she moves as far as she can, her back to the wall, her arse on the back of the couch… Then realising she’s gone as far as she can, and that the dog is still following… She tries to relax, takes a breath, and leans back against the wall, her knees maybe a foot apart.
As it happens, she’s positioned her pussy at an almost perfect height for the beast… Once he has scrabbled his hindlegs up onto the couch, standing on the seat, his mouth as level with it – and the smell is pulling him in…
He lurches forward and pushes his head between her thighs, which she half tries to close together – too little effort and too late. Her reaction to his hot tongue hitting her clit for the first time is to throw her head back, but being so close to the wall all that achieves is a dull thudding sound and a hurt look of her face – which is soon replaced by a wide, open-mouthed look of amazement as Odin’s tongue continues to work her snatch.
Now she has one hand up rubbing the back of her head, and the other down holding the back of the dog’s – letting him lick at her pussy. Her face a mixture of pain from her head and pleasure from her pussy.
Odin’s tongue, long and wet, swipes up between her pussy lips and over her clit, time and time again as he tucks in for a good feed. As he licks, she slowly builds up confidence and opens her knees wider, spreading her thighs, and giving herself to the beast. Her hand falls from her head, over her shoulder and down to one of her little titties, gently kneading and rubbing it.
She brings her head forward, looking down at the dog as continues to feast on her snatch. Pursing her lips and taking in the sight of his pink tongue slopping out over her parts… Feeling it on her clit, over her short pussy stubble, tickling her, tickling his tongue…
Her moaning, “Yesssss” softly.
As her confidence grows, she brings her other hand up from the back of his head, over her belly and ribs and up to her other little boob. Now fondling both of them – fingertips to her pointy little nipples, then thumbs and fingertips pinching down on them – pinching herself hard enough to make her squirm.
We cut to a wider shot, watching our film crew standing around the youngster as the beast licks away at her – his head moving around between her slim thighs as she undulates her back, mouth opening in pure delight.
Back to a close-up – watching his big tongue working her pussy non-stop… Fast and wet, almost more than she can handle. All accompanied by loud, wet, sloppy sounds.
She takes deep breaths, trying to control herself – her heart beating 120bpm. Arching her body against the couch – spreading her legs, making sure her pussy is open for him. Pulling on her nipples more than twisting them…
She tenses her body, stops breathing, starts shaking… Holds position… The sounds of the dog’s tongue slopping over her pussy and in and out of his mouth now the only thing we can hear… Slop, slop, slop… And then an explosion of “OOOoooooooohhhhhh” and “AaAaaarrrggghhhh” from her, her hands leaving her tits and flying up to cover/hide/hold her face. Fingers in her mouth, sucking on them… Soaking up the sensations… “MMmmmmmm”.
She lets him lick for a few seconds more, but the intense feelings are too much for such an inexperienced girl to handle, so she pushes down on his head – forcing him away and closes her thighs together.
She looks up at the camera with a smile on her face, hugging herself, half covering her boobs. “Bloody hell, I didn’t expect to cum that easy… He really knows what he’s doing, don’t ‘e?” She babbles, watching the dog walk around in front of her. A close-up showing that he’s already got the makings of a decent little erection under his belly. She rocks back and forward a couple of times, then asks the director if she can go to the toilet… “I always get this way after I cum… If I don’t go I’ll be worried about peeing myself…”
Petra, rather mischievously, tells her that they can’t allow Odin to calm down now that he’s getting hard… And young Lisa, naïve and easily tricked, falls for it.
We cut to a shot of her getting down onto the floor, hands and knees, bending her elbows to lower her chest, and sticking her arse up in the air. Pushing it out. Shuffling her knees a foot apart, then reaching back between her legs with one hand to finger her slot, making sure her pussy lips are spread open…
Odin has been held by the collar off camera as she has taken up her position, and when he’s released again he moves straight to her and rears up onto her back immediately. Slipping forward so that his ribcage rests in the small of her back, his belly on her arse, the front of his thighs against the back of hers…
She’s looking around excitedly, pulling a face that suggests she can’t wait to be fucked by this heavy hairy hound … He’s already pumping at her, his cock slapping against her thighs and pussy…
She reaches back with the hand that is already between her thighs and helps to guide his cock into her pussy… He reacts like he’s found heaven – grabbing tighter around her belly, thrusting hard, scrambling his hindpaws toward her, forcing himself as deep into her as he can on that first stroke… The following it up with a frenzy of thrusts into her.
“Oh my God… Oh Jesus…” She gasps. “Slow… Slowwww!” She seems genuinely surprised by how brutal and fast he is.
She does her best to take it – but the fucking is just too much for her. She tries to crawl away from him AS he slams into her – but he walks his hindlegs along behind her, barely missing a beat as he thumps his cock through her pussy lips… “Oh God… No.. NooOOOO! Stop STOP!”
She stops crawling, taking up a three-point stance so that she can reach back with one hand and try to break his grip around her middle… “OOWWWww! Ooowww!”… But fails to break his hold – infact, he just pulls himself even closer, his chin resting down on her back, his chest hard against her back, a look of desperate concentration on his face. He’s not letting go.
Pumping hard into her until he achieves his goal – driving himself so deep and hard into her, that his knot begins to form inside her… The moist, cool feeling of her pussy walls wrapped around his hot shaft… He’s in and he’s not coming out… And Lisa is gasping, “Fucccckkk… Shhhitt… Uurrrrggghhhh… UUhhhhhh…” Pain. This is clearly bigger than she thought it would be.
We watch as Petra moves in close behind Lisa and Odin – waving one of the cameramen to follow her in and pointing out the angle he should be shooting… And then we cut to that camera’s view – looking up between the young emo slut’s legs to get a close-up look at just how much damage the dog’s big fat cock is doing. The picture tells a thousand words – most of them expletives… Her cunt is fucked up – stretched out in an ugly way, her whole mons bulging around his knot, which is buried inside her along with the rest of his meat.
We cut to see the look of pain and frustration on Lisa’s young face. She looks up into the camera with betrayal in her eyes. She’s almost crying. It wasn’t supposed to hurt like this…
Girl and beast are locked together now – her beneath him, her slight frame and pale flesh a sharp contrast to his bulk and dark fur.
She lets out a whimper, “Ooaaaahhhhhhwwww!”, as he continues to swell up inside her, and we move around from infront of her, to behind – dropping down and looking between his powerful hindlegs – looking at his puckered arsehole and his big balls – throbbing as he empties himself into her hot hole.
He shuffles a little, either trying to push deeper, or to pull out, we’re not quite sure which – but the big knot stops any internal movement – it just makes the girl cry out again, “AAaaaarrrgggghhhhhh-huh-hhhhrrrrrrrr!” The exclamation of surprise turning into a long wail of pain.
We cut to a close-up of Lisa’s face – looking right into camera, her eyes watering – possibly tears… A pleading look. “I can’t take anymore…” She gasps. “Make it stop…”
We linger on her face – offering no help. Letting her suffer through the moment. It’s for the best – in the long-run…
Then we cut back to a wide angle, watching the young cunt struggle to handle the dog’s fat knot – finally giving up on supporting his weight with her arms, then dropping from her hands to her elbows, her forearms out infront of her – her head down to the floor.
She whines, “It hurts…”
And we cut down to a close-up of her pussy – stretched out by the animal’s cock – being distorted once every couple of seconds by the pulse’s of the beast’s knot as he squirts more cum into her belly. Each pulse making her groan/moan a little more.
“It hurts…” It’s hard to tell if she’s repeating her complaint or if we’re seeing the previous few seconds from a different angle. We don’t care… These things DO hurt, it’s what she signed up for.
We fade out… Then back in to indicate the passage of time. The cock is still in her pussy, but she’s altered position a little. We cut back to a wide-angle to show that her chest is now flat against the floor, as is the side of her face. Her arms wrapped over the back of her hand. Still a slight wimpering noise with each pulse of the dog’s balls.
And then – without warning, the beast pulls back, and the girl lets out a loud squeal of pain, followed by a gasp of relief that it’s over…
We cut to the close-up of her pussy and watch this happening again – definitely a replay this time – the knot suddenly popping through her pussy lips, her squealing, then cum dribbling out of her snatch as the dog’s cock flops down and out of her.
Lisa stays in that position, her arse in the air, her chest and face on the floor, catching her breath as she recovers from that massive bodily invasion.
We move around behind her, watching cum dribble out of her pussy and drip to the floor. Everything is very wet down there because the dog has left plenty behind… But not for long – as he comes padding back to her, smelling her sex and his excess juice, and switching right into clean-up mode. His wide tongue begins to lick up his own seed from her snatch, drinking it all back in. The ultimate bit of recycling.
After the pain of the fucking, her second licking is an enjoyable change for our young slut. She’s moaning slowly as his tongue slides over her pussy, cleaning up every speck of his jism – licking around the hole as well as in it, licking her arse, her thighs… Everything he can lick.
Arching her back, pushing her pussy back toward him – letting him lick deep and easy. He catches every drop of spunk he has just shot into her, hungrily licking it all up as she pushes it out – gasping “Don’t stop…” in reaction to his tongue.
He’s not stopping, of course… Certainly not before he’s got all of the taste out of her pussy. He’s leaning in, changing the angle of his head and he licks inside her cunt, his long tongue snaking right in there… Driving her wild…
She’s beginning to shiver and shake, writhing as he continues to lick at her… Straining her muscles to stay still and keep letting him lick her…
Swearing out loud, “Oooohhh fffucck yes… Don’t stop… Don’t stop… Ooooohhhh…”, as he continues to lick – getting more excited with her encouragement.
She’s moving around more, bucking her lips, arching and bending her spine… And then she stops talking for a second… Pausing and tenses up… Holding herself steady for a few seconds whilst the dog keeps licking… Before she suddenly jerks as if spasming – and Odin jumps back, snapping and licking at the air as a squirt of female ejaculate/piss shoots backwards from her pussy and soaks the beast’s chest… He jumps back, then tries to go back to clean up just as a second wave of lady-cum shoots into his open mouth, him trying to lick up the jet of pissy-fluid as it hits his face.
Lisa continues to shake for a few seconds, her pissy ejaculate stopping after a third squirt, and the yellow Labrador stepping in to do clean-up again. Clean-up of her pussy – not the carpet, or the furniture nearby. He continues licking until the young slut flops forward onto the floor and just lays on her belly in there as the dog circles her, looking up into camera for some further praise. Not getting it.
Lisa rolls over from her belly and sits upright, looking hot and red, reaching out to stroke the dog and noting how wet his chest and mouth are. “Oh, I’m sorry…” She looks up at the camera and confirms that she’s, “Sorry… Sorry about that… I don’t know what came over me!”
Petra can’t resist joking about it, “It wasn’t what came over you – it was you cumming over Odin… Don’t worry, you won’t be the last to piss on him, I do it all the time…”
Lisa sits in a puddle of her own piss and smiles up at Petra, then our camera – her fingers still running through the panting dog’s long hair. She looks like she’s thinking hard about what she’s just done – and can’t decide if she’s done the right thing or not. The doubt on her face is strangely attractive, and we hold on her for quite a while as she looks up into our camera – looking like she’s waiting to be told we’re no longer filming.
Then cut to an image of the pier, still semi-deserted, watching as a fully clothed, back-in-black Lisa walks away from us on shaky legs, hands jammed in the pockets of her hoody. She doesn’t look back and she doesn’t wave – just walks off into the distance, alone and in silence… And we fade out.
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