MIMI, FINDING SHE CAN GET OFF WITH ANOTHER BITCH<br/><br/><strong>"Uuhhn! Mroar! Gahhhn! Mnnehhrr-rrr!"</strong>I made all manner of funny puppy noises as Master held my face still and the girl-dog behind licked at me. It was amazing! So soft and gentle and sweet… cautious too like she'd not done this before. It was strange, if she was a dog wouldn't she be eager and just slam her face in and be rough? I didn't understand how she could be so tender and loving… it was driving me insane it was so good, so sweet and delicate and slow, lap-lap-lap, teasing and amazing!<br/><br/>It was funny, during my week at The Club I had rarely been with women. They seemed content to get the other boy dogs with whom I was making tentative friends in the cages at night to rape me, sometimes more than one of them. The women liked to sit back on their sun beds with their drinks and watch me getting done over and over while other boy dogs licked them. Then they would take their rented boy dogs to private rooms and presumably get the kind of sex they long-ago had given up getting from their wrinkly old husbands. Yes, I had been ordered to lick at the sex of a few women but I had hated it. I didn't mind the smell and taste so much it was just that it was wrong; sick and perverted. I had some odd switch settings in my mind it seemed – I was quite happy to scream the place down with cum after cum while I was raped by boy-dogs yet I turned my nose up at what to me was lesbian sex. Even though, if I were a dog it would be quite normal I supposed.<br/><br/>It was the same when some (presumably gay) Club members ordered two male dogs to fuck each other. The revulsion on the boys' faces was obvious but they were made to do it and whipped and beaten until they did. I had no idea how they stayed hard if they hated it so much but I learned later that drug supplements or hormonal things had been done to the boys as well as us girls. It was why their cocks were so huge and they could cum so frequently and made so much jizzy stuff and of course why they crawled about with their big donglers always hard! I wondered how that must feel and presumed it was just like me, always wanting it, my sex dripping and my nipples so engorged they hurt. When I watched those boys putting their cocks in each others behinds and mouths I felt sick, it seemed to me the cruellest of all the cruel treatments those sick, evil people at the Club could devise.<br/><br/>And yet… and yet… here I was, moaning desperately as a girl licked my sex. My mind hardly had a corner left free to be disgusted because I was aching for it. It was so good… so very, very,<em>very</em>good! I supposed those boy dogs who had to bugger each other were the same… despite them hating it they loved it too. How much had people's minds been messed up by these wicked people who had had us only partly converted!<br/><br/>With another soft needy moan I closed my eyes in bliss but master ordered me to keep them open and look at him so I did and he enjoyed watching the uncontrollable pleasure in my expression as this Candy dog brought me quickly to a climax.<br/><br/><strong>"Uhn…oh… <em>kemochi… kemo-cheeeee!</em>"</strong>I whined, dropping back into Japanese as I lost control,<strong>"Uhn! Hai! Hai! Oooh… HAI! Uhn!"</strong>Then my eyes flew wide open, almost bugging out! A massive blast of pleasure crashed through me! The girl had found my exposed engorged and enlarged clitoris. Bulging extra big because of the tight ring at it's base the feel of her suckling on it and licking around it sent me exploding into a powerful orgasm in seconds!<br/><br/><strong>"Aieee! Ah! Hai! Ichauu- Ichauuuuuu-AAAHH!"</strong>I came, grunting and crying, my eyes fully rolled back in their sockets so just the whites showed and my bottom jiggling and strumming in powerful shudders against Candy's face. I didn't acre that she was a girl I was quite helpless in the throes of such pleasure. My second cum within ten minutes and more powerful than the first… and I felt like I could just carry on and cum again right away! For some reason it felt even better that I couldn't get away, that my knees were bound wide apart and I was trapped.<br/><br/>With a loud keening moan of delight I collapsed and would have flopped down, head on my paws if Master Randall hadn't held me up. I don't squirt when I cum. I supposed this men in the labs could have made it so I did but they hadn't. Instead I oozed a wad of white thick creamy girl-spunk type stuff, better I thought, for not messing up my Masters' home and less messy to cum in the face of the doggy behind me, not that she would have minded I supposed.