Candy, In Shock, But Unable to Control Herself<br/><br/>I hugged Shizuku. Desperately. It was awful, seeing her like myself, knowing she was indeed like myself … able to think like a person, but trapped inside an endlessly horny, sex-craved body of a common dog. There was so much I wanted to say to her … how sorry I was, how much I missed her, how I wanted everything to be okay again. There was a sad comfort, in hugging her, a comfort I hadn’t known in a long time. I didn’t ever want to let her go.<br/><br/>Then Master Anthony grabbed me by the collar and dragged me away from her. I screamed. It did no good … especially when he mentioned whipping my breasts. Or poor Shizu … poor Mimi. As much as I couldn’t bear the idea of being abused by my masters, knowing that they’d abuse Mimi – perhaps for something I did! – well, I couldn’t stand that thought.<br/><br/>Mimi said something about speaking in Japanese, but I could barely hear her. I could barely understand anyone, at that point. I sobbed openly, tears running down my cheeks, only nodding as Masters Randall and Anthony spoke to me. Yes, I’d be their plaything. Yes, I’d do whatever they wanted. Yes, I’d do my best to fulfill their every desire … and maybe they’d be good to Mimi. And to me.<br/><br/>I let out a little mewling sound, of rich, decadent pleasure, as Master Randall pulled at my tit with long, luxurious strokes. The sensation of being milked was wonderful. As much as my mind was spinning with jumbled thoughts of horror and disgust, and confusion too … my body burned with desire, and the raw need for sex. Licking Mi … eating out the other dog’s pussy had only stoked the fires blazing wantonly inside my body to new heights, and was beginning to consume me. I couldn’t think about anything else but being fucked. Hard. Every light caress of my skin by Master Anthony, or Master Randall, only stirred those flames to burn even hotter. I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself … it didn’t work.<br/><br/>And then, something big and wonderful parted the lips of my nether regions. I groaned – loudly – and worked my hips back against it, desperately trying to work it inside my slick, needy sex. I opened my eyes, and saw Master Anthony holding something behind me, probably a sex toy of some kind, grinning wickedly as he teased me with it. I moaned in frustration as he stoked my arousal with it, refusing to penetrate me … I could feel my slick juices practically running down the insides of my thighs as my cunt grew wetter and wetter.<br/><br/><em> “You like this, girl, don’t you? You want it.</em><br/><br/>“Yes,” I begged. “Yes, yes, yes … please fuck me, fuck me, Master, I need it, I need it, please put it inside me …” I babbled like a pathetic mess. But I didn’t care. All I wanted was that lovely toy shoved hard between my legs.<br/><br/>Mercifully, Master Anthony gave me what I wanted. I groaned as he fed the dildo up my slick, wet, hole … it was nice and thick, and filled my aching cunt beautifully. The dildo had a slightly ribbed texture to it, which felt fantastic. More and more of its length worked its way into my greedy pussy … Master Randall actually had to grab my shoulders to keep me from simply backing myself onto as much of it as I could, as quickly as I could. Part of it pressed against the ring that pierced my sweet little clitty, and I almost screamed from the sensation … it was fantastic, and almost overpowering.<br/><br/>I felt myself pressing up against something soft and warm. I didn’t know what it was. I didn’t care. All I knew was that it was attached to the dildo shoved deep inside my wet, sloppy pussy, and that meant I could fuck myself senseless with the dildo.<br/><br/>“UUUHHH!!! UUUHHH!!! FUCK! YES! FUCK!” I cried out. A dizzy, happy, lewd smile crossed my face, and I couldn’t wipe it away, no matter how hard I tried. The sensation of the big, thick dildo sliding in and out of my cunt was wonderful. I shoved my hips back against the soft, warm, fleshy thing, trying hard to shove as much of it inside myself as I could. I was dimly aware of a leg grazing against mine, and toes touching my calf … I didn’t think about that, though. All I could think about was the joyous sensation of impaling my dripping hole on the lovely dildo, as fast and as hard as I could.<br/><br/>Sweat dripped down my face. And down my breasts as well. I probably looked a frightful sight, this sweat-soaked, fuck-crazed puppy with thrusting, bucking hips, ramming a yummy big sex toy into itself like a machine. I could feel it, though, each wanton thrust pushing me closer to my release … and when that release came, I exploded.<br/><br/>“OHH!!! FUCK!!! AAAHH!!!! MMMFFF!!!! MFFFF!!!!!” I sobbed. My hips spasmed, as did my sex. I came in a hard, messy, froth … my messy spend ran down my legs as my orgasm washed over me. I panted hard, my heavy breasts heaving … and I wanted more. And more. So I fucked myself, even harder, shoving my ass even more violently against my soft, warm, something. I almost knocked it over, I fucked against it so hard.<br/><br/>I came again. Harder. I screamed.<br/><br/>And then I came again. And again, and again, and again …<br/><br/>I felt puddles of my spend pooling around my legs. It started to hurt, each time I came, as I relentlessly pounded the thick green sex toy inside of me. My clit throbbed and hurt, but it was a sweet, wonderful hurt.<br/><br/>I was so happy when I was fucked senseless like this, I didn’t ever want to stop …