Bestiality slut gets licked

Bestiality slut gets lickedThis masked hottie never minds a good licking and you know what? Her dog is always there to provide it! It’s way more skillful than most men, so why not give it some pussy? Watch it get its usual oral training at Ariel Dog Lover!

# The Letter Ch. 2

Heather took me by the hand leading me out of the cloakroom where we each had enjoyed a golden shower. I was expecting her to take me
back to her lounge but she stopped at another door. She crossed the hall and removed a key from the back of a desk drawer, then returning
she unlocked the door to a room and ushered me in. We had to descend four or five steps, there being just enough light from the hall for us to
see by and then she flicked a switch at the bottom of the stairs. Hidden lighting illuminated the room and what a room. There were
photographs and drawings on the wall and even at a distance I could see several if not all were erotic. The floor covered in a deep red pile
carpet and two low long couches were in black. In the centre of the room was what looked like a long narrow table but it was padded and it
stood on a square of thick polythene. I noted that the table was much higher at one end and pillowed at the other. My eyes strayed to a
strange contraption to find in a house. It looked like a mediaeval pillory but it was padded and oddly enough the yoke was supported from the
ceiling. Silk like cords were hanging from the wrist holes in the ends of the yoke and immediately below was a wooden board also with silken
ties but it was obvious to me that should anyone be fastened to the foot ties there legs would be very much astride.

I asked Heather why she had this ‘pillory’ although I fancied that I knew the answer. She told me not to bother about it as really it was an aid
to friends of hers. The tablelike contraption was the object she wanted to show me and perhaps demonstrate she said.

She seated me on one of the black couches and then poured me, without asking, another gin and tonic from a similar cabinet to the one in her
lounge. The lower half again providing the ice.

“Well, Debra, I dont have a skirt on this time to catch on the door and show my all.” She said laughing and indeed she didn’t but still the
naughty madam crouched with her knees apart giving me a clear look at her still engorged labia and clitoris.

Handing me the large drink she pointed at the table.”This darling is where my naughty boy Bruno satisfies me.”

“You kneel on that table?” I asked a little mystified.

“Oh no, doing it ‘doggie fashion’ is ok but I can assure my way the clitoris is exercised as well. I lie on my back with my head well supported
and as you see at the opposite end to the padded pillow the table is somewhat higher. This allows me to present my mound at quite a suitable
height for, first of all Bruno to excite me with his tongue and then to mount me. It places my cunt at the correct angle to take Bruno’s dick
and later my dear if you like I shall show you.”

I noticed what looked like very small mitten to one side of the table and when I asked what they were Heather told me that Bruno’s forepaws
had to be covered otherwise she, heather would get scratched as the dog fucked her.

“There is no slowing down you know, once he is in he just fucks and fucks and fucks at speed until he cums and when he cums he comes
gallons which is why I have the sheet on the floor.”

“Oh yes Heather, the very thought is making me horny, I should love to watch.” I said.

I eyed the ‘pillory’ again and Heather walked over to me.”Hmm that contraption has your attention too, I can see. Well, Debra, as I told you I
wanted to sample you for myself before we had Bruno in, so come on. I will demonstrate and please, don’t worry you will not be hurt I
promise. I am not into pain.”

With that she took my hand and led me over to the pillory. She lowered the yoke a little and invited me to put my head in, which I did. Then
she fastened my wrists with the silk cord to the ends of the yoke and then instructed me to place my feet in the restraints on the floor.

It was only after she had fastened me into the pillory that I realised that the yoke and the base were offset to the extent that my head and
arms were forced back, not too much to be painful, but enough to lift my breasts and at the same time throw my mound forward. My ankles
being fastened with my legs astride opened me very wide indeed.

Heather then picked up what I took to be a whip. “Oh God no NO Heather you can’t you promised not to hurt me, please Heather PLEASE”

Taking no notice of my pleas she flicked at my nipples which under the lash hardened and lengthened. I suddenly realised that I was being
lashed with the gentle strokes of a silken whip. She changed direction of the strokes and was attacking my clitoris. My pleas for release from
the pillory changed to pleas for her to make me ‘cum’ the feeling was indescribable. I wanted desperately to ‘cum’ and was then pleading for
her to tongue me to orgasm. Instead she walked behind the couch on which I had been sitting and opened a small door I had not seen. Then
she came back to me and deliberately placed two or three fingers in my cunt. She then held it to my nose and I inhaled the musky smell of my
own loins. It was at that moment that I noticed that Bruno had entered the room. Heather held out her hand to him. The hand that had been
between my legs. I saw him sniff it and lick it. He looked around the room as if searching for something and then he bounded over to me.
before I realised his tongue shot out between my legs and the hot rough wetness almost made me ‘cum’ immediately. I groaned with
pleasure……………………!!

To Be Continued in next story…

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