CANDY, SEEING MIMI, ABOUT TO FALL APART<br/><br/>The puppy that I was pleasuring seemed oblivious to Master Randall’s taunting words … but I heard them. And understood them. And felt completely humiliated by them …<em>You like your slutty little cunt being licked by another girl?</em>With my face buried in the new puppy’s randy, dripping twat, I felt like a disgusting little fuck toy, and was suddenly all-too aware of Master Randall and Master Anthony watching us with sly smirks.And my own sex, with throbbed and dripped increasingly with my own insistent need, was unattended … at least if I was getting fucked, I could lose myself in that sweet, temporary pleasure!<br/><br/>So when Master Anthony reached for my backside, I happily spread my legs wider for him, so he could fuck my aching cunt with his fingers, or a toy, or his cock … I didn’t care, just as long as he fucked me. Instead, I gasped as he shoved one finger, then another, into my tight little rectum instead!<br/><br/>“Ohh … oww! OHHH!!” I screeched, as Master Anthony mercilessly pushed into the depths of my ass with his fingers. He rolled them around, probing curiously, not being gentle at all with his hard, insistent strokes. Since my conversion, I hadn’t been taken sexually in the ass all that much … two of the footballers who’d gang-raped me at the club had taken a particular delight in violating my virgin ass, and one or two other club members also had taken their pleasures there. Mercifully, I hadn’t been fully fucked in the ass by a male dog yet … the one time a mindless, fully converted dog had attempted it, he’d stretched my rectum so hard and so much that I’d screamed bloody murder, more than I’d ever done so before, and a few Club members realized that my screams weren’t the typical cries of despair and humiliation, but genuine pain.<br/><br/>They’d pulled him away from me, and let the brute fuck some other happy mindless bitch instead … when it came to their prized ‘special’ dogs, I guess the Club members were fine when mentally and sexually abusing their new toys, but didn’t want to unnecessarily damage the merchandise for new potential owners. After that, though, they’d forced me to have various objects shoved in my ass for extended periods of time, each one larger than the last. I still don’t think I could take that giant brute’s cock in my bottom now, but after being slowly stretched out over the past few days … maybe he could. I didn’t know.<br/><br/>As Master Anthony rudely fucked my ass with his fingers, though, I found myself – without even thinking about it – starting to rock my hips back against his invading digits with increasing speed. Getting fucked in the ass that way hurt, very much so … but I<em>so</em>needed to be fucked, any way possible. My pussy burned – I’d never had the need for sex burn so brightly and insistently inside me before. If a painful fucking in the ass was all I was going to get, I’d take it …<br/><br/>Right as I’d thought I’d gotten beyond the pain and discomfort – and right when my filthy little anal probing was actually starting to fell<em>good</em>– Master Anthony had stopped. I let out a little cry of frustration … but that was short-lived, as that was right when my tongue had found the puppy’s fat stubby clit. The puppy screamed happily – in Japanese? – when she came, and her hips and ass ground with primal, filthy pleasure against my tongue and my face. Her sticky, gooey discharge spread everywhere, covering the lower part of my face like a mask.  It dripped in big droplets from my cheeks and my chin onto the floor, and I found myself forced to swallow some of her musky spend. The taste was revolting, yet I couldn’t stop lapping at her exploding cunt, I couldn’t get enough of it …<br/><br/><em>Please, please fuck me,</em>I found myself thinking desperately.<em>Please fuck me …</em><br/><br/>Master Anthony finally pulled me away from the puppy’s sopping sex. He forced me down into the proper dog-sit up position I’d been taught. I watched as Master Randall took the puppy out of the milking machine where she’d been trapped, and I watched as the pretty Corgi turned around and …<br/><br/>My heart sank.<br/><br/><em>No. Oh god, this can’t be happening,</em>I thought. My entire body began to tremble uncontrollably.<em>It just looks like … it can’t … no, no, no …</em><br/><br/>And then the puppy said the most awful thing I’d ever heard.<br/><br/><em>Lily?</em><br/><br/>She said my real name. The name I couldn’t even remember.<br/><br/>I started to cry.<br/><br/>“Shizuku?” I blurted out in Japanese. “Oh no … oh god … I’m sorry, I didn’t mean … this can’t be happening, this can’t … ohnoohgodnononoi’msorryi’msorrypleasethiscan’tbehappening!”<br/><br/>I turned my head down and away from Shizuku … Shizuku, one of the few dear friends I had in the world. Probably my best friend, who I’d met in Japan a few years ago while attending a university exchange program there. Shizuku was a sweet girl, lovely, delicate, innocent … and here I was, sitting in front of her naked, with her girl-cum dripping messily down my face.<br/><br/>I couldn’t bring myself to look at her. I couldn’t handle it. My own nightmarish predicament was bad enough, but knowing that my best friend had been forced to do the same … and I’d just been tricked into eating her out like a common, stupid, mindless dog, just for the amusement of Masters Randall and Anthony …<br/><br/>I couldn’t think. I couldn’t do anything, except dully stare at the floor, still properly sitting up like a dog, with hot tears of shame welling in my eyes and starting to run down my cheeks.