MIMI – TERRACE, MEETING CANDY<br/><br/><em>Whiirrr-Tunk, Whiirrr-Tunk, Whirrr-nnnnn-nnnnn-khhh…</em>The milking machine shut down and with a low whine became silent although it ticked and hummed as the electrics did whatever they did. I came out of a happy warm daze of semi-sleepy exhaustion. My front legs were aching badly, and my shoulders too but for some reason the sweet-sharp burning agony in my behind and sex had faded away. I looked down between the large heavy hanging mounds of my new breasts to see the masking tape was still in place holding the ginger against my clitty and I could feel the other finger of ginger still in my anus but the burning had ceased.<br/><br/>I let my head hang down and waited, my belly a happy churning mix of afterglow and small tingles in my clitty where my piercing rubbed it and I always,<em>always</em>was ready for more sex. The sun was warm… my two Masters were rough on me some days but other days… this wasn't such a bad life after all… I closed my eyes and dozed…<br/><br/><div align="center">~ * * * ~</div><br/>I heard the glass terrace door slide and footsteps approaching out of my warm happy doze. I raised my head and looked around, the happy glow of my recent cum was still there. It was master Randall again. I looked up at him smiling and wagged my tail.<br/><br/><strong>"Gao!"</strong>I said, genuinely pleased to see him.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"We have a little surprise for you, Mimi. A new playmate. Your Master's have decided to make you top bitch. For now."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I sighed as he eased the milker's cups from my swollen dark teats. My heavy rings hung free again. As he talked he took the ginger from my bottom and I winced as he peeled the tape from my sex. I wagged my tail more briskly and barked again, pleased that the torture was over and not really understanding his words.<br/><br/><em>A playmate? Another dog? Top bitch?</em>The phrase made little sense to me but I hoped my Masters had brought a boy dog, one like the ones at the club which could mount me for<em>ages</em>and make me cum and cum until I was nothing more than a wet puddle of puppy drool and everyone watching and filming would clap and be happy – as happy as I was after ninety minutes hard sex. After a week at the club I had grown used to being watched as I did my bodily functions or was abused or raped as part of one of their evening shows. I didn't mind the other dogs taking me at all since they were so… big, so… virile… it was the masters and mistresses who scared me since they could be so cruel.<br/><br/>With a grateful puppy groan from me Master let my front legs down and I stood on them a little unsteadily and put my face forwards to nuzzle at Master Randall's face and give him several wet happy licks. He then held my face.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Eyes on me, Mimi."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I panted happily,<strong>"Gao! Gao!"</strong>I said wanting to please him. Then I heard and saw movement. Master Anthony was there again and with him… I couldn't quite see the other dog but I could smell her at once. Another female, and… hm… something very familiar I couldn't quite place. Perhaps she had been at the club too? I felt a small wash of disappointment. If my owners had brought a boy dog we would have had so much fun, but I supposed they would realise that. Another girl. I wondered what her previous life had been like and hoped she was dumb and stupid, just an unthinking animal. I think dogs could have a happy life like that.<br/><br/>The dog was honey skinned with a golden tail. A Labrador? I didn't see more than a flash of her as Master was holding my face and Master Anthony led her behind me. I wiggled my haunches but I was still bound. Then my eyes opened wide as Master Anthony's hand opened the dripping wet lips of my small tight sex.<br/><br/><strong>"Uhn! Gah-ooh!"</strong>I yipped in happy surprise as I felt the other dog's face mashed firmly up into my wetness. She began to lick me and I moaned and shuddered. Boy or girl, if she was a dumb dog she wouldn't mind. I remembered when I was a child I had seen three dogs playing in the park near our home and I had asked daddy if they would make puppies and daddy had replied "No, my pet, they are all girl dogs."<br/><br/>"Don't girl dogs like boy dogs most?" The six-year old me had asked.<br/><br/>"They don't mind," daddy had replied, his big warm hand squeezing mine tighter and his other hand playing in my hair, "Bitches like anything they can get."<br/><br/><em>"Bitches like anything they can get…"</em>That much was true, at least in the case of this bitch. She put up with her Masters' cruelty and put up with the pain for whatever sex and relief she could get. And right now the brisk lapping tongue of the other girl-dog was more than enough.<br/><br/>I shuddered and moaned louder. If my back legs hadn't been bound I would have parted them wider. I dipped my back and looked happily into Master Randall's eyes as my own began to close and glaze over with hot pleasure.<br/><br/><em>Here we go again… more cums, puppy needs more cums…</em><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Lick, until she cums, Candy."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"Uhhhrrrnnn…"</strong>Wouldn't be long!