Charlotte was still crying, inwardly fighting the warm feelings that were beginning to wash over her. The dog's tongue was bringing out the animal in her that had always been lurking below the surface. She battled her surging lust, holding her own against the dog's persistent tongue.

Despite herself, she felt herself slipping. She forced her mind to think of other things as the dog's lapping tongue drew her like a magnet to the murky depths of depravity. She concentrated on her husband, George. Then she erased the thought. He would probably enjoy this. For the five years they had been married he had wheedled and hinted that he wanted her to do it with a dog. His familiar voice raged inside her brain. Now that it was happening he wasn't even aware of it. It was ironic.

The dog nipped her cuntflesh, presenting her with the real danger of being chewed alive. He barked, seemingly frustrated.

A grim angry mask dropped over Felicia's face. Charlotte had plenty of will power. Felicia's hand was between her legs and she pinched her own clit, feeling a small tantalizing orgasm wash over her.

Still seated in her chair, Felicia knocked on a door, feeling the wonderful tremors of her lingering orgasm. "Craig. If you're done with your dinner, come on out. I'm going down to the room and fix our sweet little guest." There was an acknowledging grunt from the other side of the closing door.

Wearing only black crotchless panties and a black lace bra, Felicia hurried down the hall. She took a key from atop the door and fitted it into the lock. It clicked and she opened the door, staring at the scene before her. It made her blood boil tantalizingly.

"KHAN!"

The dog instantly looked up from the delectable pussy he was feasting on. His stubby tail wagged.

Felicia snapped her fingers and Khan leaped to her side. He sat down, glancing up at his mistress for approval as she stroked the top of his head.

"It looks as if you're going to need something to relax you," Felicia said to Charlotte, with a wicked smile. "No need for subtleties now."

She brought a hypodermic needle out of the leather pouch and stepped towards Charlotte. "A simple prick of the needle and you'll lose all this silly prejudice about making love to my handsome dog."

Terror swept over Charlotte. "OHHH... NOOOOOOO!"

"Yes, my sweet," Felicia said, kneeling over the prostrated Charlotte. "When you come to your senses, you won't need this." She jabbed the needle into Charlotte's arm and smiled. Charlotte flinched and bit her lip.

Chapter 3

"You bitch!" Charlotte spat at the tall exquisite blonde petting her sleek, black Doberman. "YOU rotten bitch!"

Felicia was smiling down at her, her whole body tingling, waiting for the subtle change to occur in Charlotte's behavior. "Don't be so nasty," she purred. "It's for your own good."

Already Charlotte was beginning to feel the effects of the drug. "Why?" she sobbed, "why?"

"Let's just say I have a desire to help people overcome their inhibitions so they can enjoy themselves to the fullest capacity. I can already see you agree with my ideals."

"You are a bitch, you know?" Charlotte was wavering. She could feel her muscles relaxing. Her heart was thumping erratically and she could feel herself succumbing to the influence of the drug.

"Yes, a hot bitch who likes eating your pussy."

A dreamy smile played at Charlotte's dainty mouth. "I wish it wasn't true, but I loved eating you, too." She saw the dog in a different frame of mind. The pictures she had seen of him and his mistress clouded her thoughts. They seemed so erotic now. "He's so sexy, in a demonic why."

"Isn't he?" Felicia agreed.

Felicia walked across the room and sat in a chair, spreading her legs. Khan went immediately between them, nuzzling his pointed snout in her blonde cunt mound. His cold nose wriggled happily through the lace of her crotchless panties to her seething pussy.

Felicia murmured dreamily as Khan's tongue slipped inside her cunt. "He's so fantastic! I don't know how you can refuse him." Her ass squirmed in the chair, her blonde pussy humping at her dog's snout. Her face was masked in lust, her long fingers pawing her fleshy tits inside the lacy bra.

Charlotte drooled. Watching Khan digging his snout into the other woman's cunt made every nerve in her body tingle. She yearned for the same!

Charlotte licked her lips and crawled over to them. "I won't refuse him now," she told her captor. Sitting on her haunches, the naked Charlotte petted the beast's black fur, her hands caressing him lovingly, hypnotically, every sense geared toward having this giant dog. "Let him lick me."

Felicia leered down at the kneeling Charlotte. "Only after you've salved Khan's feelings. You were very rude to him and he is very sensitive. You have to make it up to him." The dog's tongue was heaven between her hot pussy-lips. She squirmed in the chair and scratched the dog's head as he licked her.

Charlotte rubbed her tits against Khan's shiny coat and stroked the dog's flanks. His short-haired coat prickled her sensitive skin like tiny needles. "Ooooo! I want him. I want him between my legs."

"Touch his cock first," Felicia demanded in a light, dreamy voice. "Touch Khan's prick."

"Yessss," Charlotte agreed. Her trembling hand slid down under the dog's belly toward his cock sheath. She was shaking, her mouth salivating as she remembered seeing his enormous prick in the photographs. Her hand touched the furry hard-skinned sheath. Her fingers skimmed around it, feeling its size and imagining what his cock would look like.

"It won't stick out," Charlotte whimpered, pouting, longing for the dog's cock more than ever. She needed the joy it would bring, the joy she saw on Felicia's beautiful face as Khan licked her foamy cunt.

"Play with it, Lotty. It'll grow. You get it hard and I'll let you have him for your pussy."

"Mmmmm," Charlotte moaned lightheadedly, stroking the dog's cock sheath with more determination. She wanted to get him hard. She squeezed the sheath, stroking, pulling and jerking back and forth with her fingers. Rubbing her tits into his fur, she trembled, her inhibitions melting. She was slipping lower - she had to see his prick!

"Felicia!" she gasped in delight. "It's sticking out! It's coming out for me!"

With her fingers gently stroking, urging the dog on, she glared at the emerging red tip of Khan's wonderful prick. It filled her with passion and she played with his sticky prick and dangling balls, thrilling to see his cock growing larger and larger right before her very eyes.

Felicia was floating on a soft sensuous cloud as Khan's tongue slurped up the sticky froth that constantly seeped from her cuntlips. She stared at the naked Charlotte who was laboriously working the Doberman into a frenzy.

"Is it hard yet?" she sighed, ramming her cunt into her dog's digging snout.

"Yesss," Charlotte answered triumphantly. "It's a damn tree stump! Ohhhhh, God, it's sooo thick and long." Charlotte was foaming at the mouth at the monstrous prick. Her dazed green eyes were saucers of desire.

Felicia felt another rippling orgasm surge through her. Khan's tongue was keeping her high in the clouds, lifting her up to another heavenly plateau. "You'll know, in time, how great his cock feels buried to his hairy balls inside your tight pussy."

Her body stopped humping her pet's snout as the last volley of tiny orgasms spiraled through her. Her massive tits heaved and her head swirled with bliss at this new and exciting plateau of desire. She pushed Khan away from her cunt.

Khan whimpered, licking Felicia's knees, dejected for being deprived the juicy delights of her pussy.

"Soon, my handsome pet, soon." She leaned over and grabbed Charlotte's arm. "You better stop fondling him, or he'll cream all over your hand and waste it."

Charlotte's breath had quickened. She was shaking with a craving desire to feel the dog's tongue once again on her pussy. "Let him lick me."

"Lie back," Felicia suggested in her husky tone that was always coated with a thick layer of passion. "You can have your first doggie treat."

Charlotte immediately fell back on the floor, squirming like a snake on the carpet, her legs wide. She used her fingers to open the puffy lips of her aching cunt. "Let him lick me. Make him eat me!" She was distraught, so overcome with lust she didn't know what to do or say.

Felicia got down on the floor. She ran her long slender fingers over his open panting mouth, playing with the cream of her cunt that was on his snout. "You want to lick this delicious woman?" she asked her pet. "She tastes great, huh?" She smacked her lips together in remembrance.

Khan whimpered excitedly, his cock fully extended, his stubby tail going a mile a minute. His tongue hung out of the side of his jowls for the chance to eat the red-haired pussy in front of him.

"Don't make me wait," Charlotte wailed, twisting on the floor. She was a bundle of passion, needing and craving the dog's tongue to send her into bliss. "I need it so bad. I'll do anything you want." Her voice had a pleading note to it.

"You'll do anything I want anyway," the tall blonde replied with assurance. She bent down and kissed her Doberman on the mouth, feeling his hard tongue going into her throat.

Charlotte gasped at the erotic, perverted sight. Her misted eyes blinked. She gurgled, the sound of her own voice eerie.

Felicia's tongue whipped across Khan's tongue, her hand reaching under him and grabbing his stiff cock. "She did get you nice and hard," she cooed to him, continuing to tease the squirming Charlotte. "She was mean to you, too," she added, and leaned back. "Do what you want, Khan. She's ready for you now." She released the dog.

Khan instantly went to Charlotte's vulnerable pussy.

"Ooooo, my Christ!" Charlotte squealed. Having her cunt finally attended to was overwhelming. "Ohhhhh, Felicia, thank you." She squirmed and wriggled on the plush carpet, riding the horny dog's snout as he lapped up her oozing juices.

"Tell me all about it, my innocent little housefrau." She was delighted by the sight of Khan's bluish-red tongue going inside Charlotte's red-haired pussy. "Tell me all about it as it happens."

"Eeeeww, yes," Charlotte purred wantonly. "His tongue, I feel it digging - ahhhhh! It's slapping my clit now - ooaahh, God, it feels so good." She swallowed, moistening her dry throat that was parched with excitement. "Oooooohhh! His tongue is inside me again. It's wilds She humped up, her pussy, steeped with her oozing buttery sauce, banged into Khan's digging snout.

His long hard tongue delved inside the gooey opening and lugged out gobs of seething cunt-cream. His nose nestled in between her sudsy cuntlips and he furiously whipped his tongue in and out. His gawkish legs lowered his slender body to the carpet, his erect cock coming in contact with the rug. He was jittery, high-strung and aroused to the limit, but he continued to please the whimpering Charlotte with his tongue.

Felicia purred, delighting in watching her Doberman feasting on the exotic wonders of Charlotte's tender, sweet cunt. "Ream her, Khan. Shove your tongue deep!" She urged the beast with her frantic voice, her hand groping for his monstrous prick. She finally clutched it, squeezing the thick hunk of cockmeat, the sticky juices making her break out in shivery goose bumps. "Ohhhh, lick her, boy. Lick our horny guest good."

Khan was whimpering. His mistress's fingers around his cock stem was driving him wild, spurring him on to greater feats of cunt-lapping. Strenuously, with the compelling force to cum welling up inside him, he gave Charlotte the best tonguing he could muster. His mistress's hand manipulating his raging hard cock made him work overtime on Charlotte's cunt. He began to growl, his small front teeth nipping the soft loose flesh of Charlotte's pussy lips, his tongue alternately snaking inside and lugging out lumps of gooey cream. He snarled, his head shaking, cuntmeat In ms Jaws.

Charlotte's eyes were filmed over with lust and she was plunging into bliss. Her cunt humped in perpetual motion, acute tingling sensations attacking her. She was reaching her orgasm, but was unable to grab hold of it.

Charlotte went berserk. "He's, oooooo... biting my pusssyyy!" She ground her cunt down, squirming against the wild frenzied actions of the dog's snout, reveling in the danger of what was happening to her and the joy she was receiving. "Ohhhhhh, Felicia, oaahhhhh! KHAN! KHAN!"

The dog responded to his name by plowing his tongue into the steamy wet oozing depths of her cunt. His back end shook, his cock sliding through his mistress's tight fist. He reamed the red-haired pussy and flashed his tongue inside, his teeth against her clit. He pushed, growling, his pointed muzzle drenched in creamy froth.

"His tongue! His tongue!" Charlotte's eyes widened in rapture. "Felicia! His tongue is so fuckin' deep!" She clawed her own belly with her nails. "I can feel him all the way up in here!"

She struggled and squirmed, twisting against the horny dog's nose. Her soft tittie mounds jiggled with her erratic jerking, the nipples aching painfully, ready to burst the moment her cunt exploded. A gurgling moan erupted from her throat.

"He's tonguing me!" Charlotte howled. "Sooooo deep!"

Felicia swooned, her hand tightening around the thick stem of doggie cock. It was as if she could feel his tongue inside her own cunt. "Let me see you cummmmm," she moaned to Charlotte, her voice low, wavering with passion. "Cum on his face. Drown him with your juice!"

The dog growled, his head nuzzled between Charlotte's sticky thighs. He tried to free his cock from his mistress's tight grasp, but Felicia refused to release his cock.

Felicia rested her head on him, stroking him. "Eat her! Bite! Bite!" Her fingers toyed with his ass, teasing his asshole and clawing under him, turning him into a wild beast.

Charlotte screamed with agonizing pleasure. She was the recipient of the dog's violent reaction to his mistress's torment. He began nipping with more fervor on her tender cuntlips. He jammed forward with more ferociousness, driving his nose into her squishy pussy.

"He's stretching me! My GOD! He's shoving his whole fucking head in me!" Charlotte convulsed into spasms.

Khan tongued deep, snaking inside the hidden depths of her pulsating pussy hole, his snout stretched her open, wider and wider, attempting to shove his entire head into Charlotte's turned-on body. He opened his powerful jaw and shook his head. He jabbed forward, every muscle of his sleek, jet-black body rippling. The muscles in his powerful neck were taut and his growling snarls were muffled by soft cuntmeat.

Felicia's eyes popped. She was caught up in Charlotte's cyclonic whirling passion, safely watching the turbulence from the eye of the storm, unaffected by its violence. She watched the storm wreak havoc upon the glassy-eyed Charlotte. Her spastic body wrenched and twisted, her eyelashes fluttering, her sporadic convulsions quickening as she floundered to-and-fro on Khan's digging snout.

Through hazy eyes Charlotte saw the exquisite blonde fingering her own cunt. Then her gaze shifted to the giant black Doberman between her legs. The overpowering stimuli were too much to handle. She soared to the peak, a dizzy realm of passionate bliss kept her he head reeling into ecstasy. She opened her mouth, her words were trapped. She struggled in the stormy rage of her rapidly approaching orgasm.

A gasping cry came out her mouth and her eyes bulged in rapturous ecstasy. "I'M CUMING!" Her words ripped from her throat as her climax ripped through her pussy and spread throughout her body leaving devastation and destruction in its path. "I'm creaming all over Khan!"

Charlotte shook in spastic convulsions, thrashing on the rug in the midst of her orgasm. Her tits bounced with her uncontrolled quirky movements and her hands clenched and unclenched in rhythm to the contracting storm in her cunt. She beat her legs against the carpet, then raised them high in the air, spreading them wide apart an erotic vee, giving the horny Doberman ample room to lick and eat her.

The horny black beast didn't retreat from the fury of Charlotte's orgasm. He didn't flinch from her lunging pussy on his snout. He battled back, driving his tongue into her ramming cunt and stretching her gushing cunt with his muzzle. He shook his head, the milky river of Charlotte's cum washing over his black snout, through his open mouth, and out over his jowls. He was also caught up in Charlotte's raging storm. His black eyes glowed and he grabbed her extended clit, taking the blood-gorged button between his sharp teeth.