RENÉE PRIDEUX - POOLSIDE WITH WILLIAM AND LAURENNE AND BITCHES<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/ReneePrideux_Avatar_01.jpg)</div>I watched the Beagle tentatively sniff at Candy and then, despite the obvious expression of utter shame and some revulsion on her face, she began to lick, reluctantly at first then somewhat experimentally and suddenly as though having made some kind of doggy decision in her head, with gusto. Candy reacted at once, letting out a tortured keening sound as she raised her head. I laughed aloud at her suffering as she no doubt experienced sudden pleasure that must have seemed like the best possible sexual release was about to be given her. Laurenne, always such a skilful sadist, let the Beagle spurge it's face into Candy's wetness for a few seconds and then dragged her away leaving the Setter probably worse off than when she started. To bring Candy back to the land of the living I laid my cane across her pert rear once, twice, three times.<br/><br/><strong>"Bad doggy! No cum-cums!"</strong>I sneered.<br/><br/>William and I were still holding our conversation during this as though making two women into half-dogs and forcing them to enjoy lesbian sex by fucking up their minds and bodies and laughing at their expense was quite normal. Which in my world, delightful life that it is, is exactly what goes on.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yes, she is a virgin. Cost me a small fortune too. But why not spend extra to get something truly unique, something the Labs don't normally provide?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I nodded in awe at how single mindedly William had pursued his goal, for as long as I'd known him and no doubt years before that until he achieved his aim. He had greater tenacity that I. I was happy to mind-fuck anything with four legs and a tail.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"The most amazing part, Renée, is that she still doesn't realize what's going on. She believes I'm the devil, called me Lucifer twice now"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"Oh really?"</strong>I chuckled as I watched Éclaircie enthusiastically eat pussy, or rather, doggy,<strong>"What's the matter with the silly bitch? If she thinks you're the Devil she's well fucked up. Are you sure the lab didn't mess with her head?"</strong><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Well, manually would be fun too, Renée, and I do want her to grow accustomed to my touch, and become dependent on me for relief. I'm toying with naming her Cherri. I wanted to walk her around a bit first though, to get a measure of her personality. So this is Candy? She's lovely, and her name suits her. Are you ever going to make the leap from renter, to owner, Renée?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"Oh I don't know about that. I'm so fickle. I love them all. If I decided to own a dog I'd have to buy half of Monsieur Marc's kennels and that would cost me more than I have. I'd have to rent myself out to pay for it~"</strong>It was at this point I swiped at Candy's behind to try and bring her away from orgasm,<strong>"~but I'm worried that sick perverts like my best friends would use me so we can't have that."</strong>I cast a sly wink at Laurenne as I said this.<strong>"But yes, milking is pleasurable for them, or so it seems judging by the noises some of them make while the pumps are sucking away at their tits so yes, I might tie Candy in a stall after a couple more circuits of the gardens. Maybe Cherri will like to join her?"</strong>I grinned and made a silly wave to the recalcitrant Spaniel,<strong>"Would you like your ickle wickle titties milking then?"</strong>I asked Cherri in a stupid baby-speak voice.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Alors, zat ees enough, you must not geef ze ozzer beetch ze plaisir. I seenk my beagle aime bien votre chienne. Mais oui ma chérie, you should definitely breeng 'er."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>Laurenne pulled her dog away.<strong>"They do seem to get on well, sometimes bitches don't take a liking to each other. But yes, we can give them a cum-race. Last one to ten gets her tits whipped. Should be fun."</strong><br/><br/>I glanced at Laurenne as she lay down to bathe in the sun, her accidentally-on-purpose nipple-slip not going unnoticed. The woman was incorrigible and judging by the small mark at the crotch of her bikini bottoms almost as turned on as the dogs.<br/><br/>The waitress returned with another round of drinks on a silver tray. She had in her other hand a large white plastic pet bowl about a foot across with DOG written on the side in big red letters. She served our drinks then placed the bowl down and filled it from a sealed plastic container of chilled water.<br/><br/>As she worked I casually put out a hand and painfully twisted a nipple. She had piercings with little cat-bells hung from them. The bell jingled prettily as I tortured her flesh. She winced and shuddered but suffered in silence. When she was done she curtseyed and turned to go. I gave a her a mighty whack with my cane across her behind as she went. She screeched but carried on.<br/><br/>I turned to my dog.<strong>"Have a drink Candy, don't you ever go thinking I don't have your welfare at heart. Éclaircie and Cherri, feel free to share. Come on, girls."</strong>I lifted my glass to the others,<strong>"Salut! A quick drink and then we are off to get some more exercise."</strong>