[EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]
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				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 13:38:47</strong>
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				FONTVIEILLE PORT – APPARTEMENTS AZURE ROYALE<br><br>The background to this story's world... (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=76932.msg3364970#msg3364970)<br><br>...and those involved. (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=94867.msg4125945#msg4125945)<br><br>This modern hi-rise block of luxury apartments – the Royal Azure - overlooks the quieter port of Fontvielle a half mile west of the more bustling main harbour of Monaco – Port Hercule. There is 24 hour security and private safety teams. The prize on the crown of this much sought-after twelve-storey block is the penthouse apartment with it's large private rooftop pool and dining terraces on two sides. There is an entrance hall, kitchen, utility and linens closet, dining and lounge area and three luxurious bedrooms each with their own bathroom.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MonacoPenthouseApartment_01_Exterior.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MonacoPenthouseApartment_02_Pool.jpg)<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MonacoPenthouseApartment_08_Lounge.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MonacoPenthouseApartment_07_DiningRoom.jpg) <br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MonacoPenthouseApartment_09_TerraceDay-AndPool.jpg)&nbsp; (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MonacoPenthouseApartment_14_Plan.jpg)<br><br>The pool is a deck lower than the apartment and is reached by outside steps down from the terrace adjoining the master bedroom and lounge/dining space.<br><br>Royal Azure is a tall development and is not overlooked by higher buildings, thus the rooftop pool and sun deck are quite private to all but helicopter pilots.<br><br>(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco.jpg) (http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/MonacoView.jpg)<br><br><em>Appartements Azure Royale</em> are situated facing south on the promontory of land above the word 'Port' of 'Port de Fontvieille'. It is a pleasant forty minute walk or fifteen minute drive through the stylish and busy city to <em>Les Club des Affaires Etrangers</em> which is sited where the words 'Monte Carlo' are shown on the map.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 18:33:04</strong>
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				RANDALL with MIMI<br><br>Randall walked back out onto the terrace, wheeling their newly acquired portable milker, which was an upgrade from a smaller model by the same manufacturer.&nbsp; With a second bitch soon to arrive, (Anthony had already departed for the club to see to the details of her delivery), and having a machine that could milk two bitches simultaneously was going to be a time saver.&nbsp; Not to mention the fun it would prove to have both puppies being milked, and likely fucked, at the same time.&nbsp; He parked the suitcase size machine next to Mimi, already strapped into their mini-stockade, shapely little ass thrust up in the air, knees spread wide, and milk heavy breasts hanging delightfully, awaiting her owner's attention.&nbsp; He also had a half empty glass with him, the beginnings of a White Russian, and though the recipe called for cream, he found Mimi's milk to be sweet, and rich, and he'd grown to prefer it, especially warm and fresh right from her tit.&nbsp; <br><br>Kneeling beside her, he casually delivered several open handed slaps to the side of her breast, to start her milk flowing, or "let down", as he learned it was called.&nbsp; Positioning his half full glass under her teat, he squeezed her breast with his other hand, stroking down toward her nipple, gradually pinching as he did, and was rewarded with a stream of white milk that sizzled into his glass.&nbsp; It took several strokes of her tit to fill his glass, while Mimi remained still, outside of an occasional nervous shiver.&nbsp; She knew she was in trouble.&nbsp; Randall had discovered a rubbed wet spot on the corner of the couch, suspiciously pussy high to Mimi.&nbsp; Furniture was strictly off limits to her, something he and his brother enforced ruthlessly, whipping her slutty ass brutally, or engaging in other forms of punishment;&nbsp; uncomfortable, usually painful, and always humiliating.&nbsp; Her latest display of disobedience was even worse, since she had other ways to satisfy her never ending need to be fucked.&nbsp; She had a toy box, conveniently placed, and low to the ground, filled with all manner of goodies, and toys for horny wet bitches.<br><br>They'd taught her to pick out a toy, (usually the long fat floor, and wall mountable dildo), and carry it between her teeth to either Randall, or Anthony, to be mounted so that she could spend, up to half an hour, fucking herself wildly, a look of abject shame on her pretty features, while her two owners watched, and loudly discussed her shocking slutty behavior.&nbsp; Randall licked the few drops of sweet milk from his fingers, then stirred his drink, and took an experimental sip.&nbsp; As always, it was delicious, thanks in no small part to the quality, and flavor of Mimi's milk.&nbsp; Setting his drink temporarily to the side, (after another, longer sip), Randall powered on the milker, and selected at random two of the four color coded nipple cups, and applied a smear of lubricant in each one.&nbsp; First the yellow, to her right breast, positioned against her prominent teat, and with a press of the yellow button, the machine whirred to life, and sucked her nipple snugly into the cup.&nbsp; Green on her left tit, and with a touch of the green button on the machine's simple to understand control panel, her left teat was sucked into it's cup.<br><br>He verified the collection bottle was snapped into place, then pressed the start button.&nbsp; The soft muted whirring noise increased, as the internal vacuum pump evacuated the collection bottle, followed by a louder "tunk", and a jerk of the plastic hose connected to Mimi's right tit.&nbsp; The left followed, then again the right, back and forth, Whirrrrr-Tunk-Whirrrrr-Tunk-Whirrrr-Tunk, and the machine began drawing milk from Mimi's ample breasts.&nbsp; He stood, drink in hand, and turned back toward the wide open door that led into his apartment, leaving Mimi alone for a few minutes, as he went in search of the items he'd need for her punishment.
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				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 20:16:47</strong>
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				Anthony with Candy - Delivery<br><br>It had proven a rather simple matter.&nbsp; He'd arrived at the club, a little before the appointed time, to give himself a chance to enjoy a drink, and a stroll around the garden, observing the various dogs, and bitches, and engage in a little abuse of his own.&nbsp; One of the club bitches, for the moment out of the bits and pieces of clothing and equipment that prevented her from walking, was serving drinks in the garden, a beauty of a black bitch, ebony skin shining in the early afternoon sun.&nbsp; He'd called her over, and ordered her to her knees, and while he enjoyed his drink, he forced the bitch to suck him off, head bobbing back and forth, wet schlup-schlup sounds of her mouth engulfing, and sliding over his thick cock, so pale in comparison to her rich dark complexion, the only sound his ears were attuned too.&nbsp; She finished him off easily, suddenly stilling her movements as his cock jerked, and pulsed in her mouth, spilling his thick white sticky cum across the bitch's tongue.&nbsp; He'd pulled her back to her feet, after she'd tucked his cock back inside his pants, and zipped him up, and gave a hard, open hand slap across her face by way of thanks, and growled at her, <strong>"Get your black ass back to work, slut."</strong><br><br>Smiling, one hand in his pocket, he'd completed his circuit around the garden and pool, finishing his drink and setting it on the tray of the same club bitch that doubtless still had the taste of his cock, and cum in her mouth, he gave a vicious twist to one of her pierced nipples, before slapping her shapely, muscular ass, and sending her on her way.&nbsp; Their new acquisition was ready and waiting when he'd wandered into the kennels, her paperwork piled high on top of her cage, proof of inoculations, certificates attesting to this, or that, conversion records, licenses, receipts for fees and taxes paid.&nbsp; It rather amazed him that so much paper was required for just one bitch.&nbsp; To him, it didn't make a lot of sense.&nbsp; She was converted, just a pet, a thing in the eyes of the law, with no more rights than a toaster, or motorcycle.&nbsp; <br><br>Kneeling, he'd snapped the door to her cage open, and studied the confused, and still frightened little bitch.&nbsp; She was an absolute beauty.&nbsp; He and his brother had gotten lucky again, not only was she just as stunning as Mimi, but while human, her and Mimi had been best friends.&nbsp; Now they were going to be reunited.&nbsp; Neither knew of this, of course, it was going to be a little surprise, for both fuck hungry little bitches.&nbsp; Anthony snapped his fingers, and called Candy out of her cage, <strong>"Come, girl."</strong>&nbsp; He doubted it had been explained to her that she'd been purchased, and was going to be taken to her new home.&nbsp; Who bothered explaining things to dogs...even the ones that might, hypothetically, still possess the mental faculties to understand what was happening?&nbsp; He hooked a finger under her collar, and with a tug, led the naked little bitch from her cage, heavy breasts, (larger even than Mimi's), swaying with each crawled step.&nbsp; They looked tight, and full, which led him to doubt that she'd yet been milked that day, which would give he and his older brother a chance to try out their new milker, assuming Randall wasn't already using it on Mimi.<br><br>Candy was a lovely bitch, the soft golden glow of her skin, bright gold hair, complementing nicely the fierce blue of her intelligent eyes convinced Anthony that he and his brother had the two loveliest bitches that had ever passed through the club.&nbsp; And they were going to be wonderful together.&nbsp; It was hard to hide his excitement at the thought of the two former best friends, reintroduced, then forced to fuck each other for their owners amusement.&nbsp; He smiled at Candy, and patting his thigh, and told her to follow him.&nbsp; He led her, carrying the thick sheaf of papers that attested, proved, claimed, acknowledged, and witnessed that yes, she was in a fact a dog, female, and Anthony's property.&nbsp; <br><br>The loading dock was prepared, van backed to the open doors, and a club kennel attendant ready, and waiting for the puppy.&nbsp; He positioned her next to the opened shipping crate, and tilted her face up toward his.&nbsp; <strong>"Sleepy time, my lovely little bitch"</strong>, he whispered to her, and with a nod to the attendant, a syringe was darted into one cheek of her very shapely ass.&nbsp; He held her face in his hands, his dark eyes on her blue, as the fast acting, (but short duration), drug took affect.&nbsp; Her pretty blue eyes fluttered closed, and with a sigh, her body collapsed.&nbsp; In two hours she would awake, in her new home, groggy at first, and once the effects of the tranq wore off, the introductions would begin.&nbsp; He'd stood back, and waved the attendant forward, and Candy was gently loaded into her crate. <br><br>
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				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 21:48:09</strong>
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				MIMI - IN TROUBLE AGAIN<br><br>I had been with these two men in this place only a few days. I had gone to sleep one evening in my usual cage at the The Club and next morning... I wasn't there! I was here! I had no idea where 'here' was though the smells and sights and sounds that came up to my small nose from the streets below told me I had not been moved far. I had been moved in my sleep, probably put to sleep by something in my food. ‘Here’ smelled like the same city, the same harbour, the same 'flavour' of people though exactly where I was and how far I was from the old place I could only guess. Not very far though... not far enough from that horrible, horrible Allain-Emelin. He was so cruel and so awful, taking such enjoyment from beating and torturing the dogs. I just hoped these two men, whose home I assumed I was in, didn't know him.<br><br><em>Torturing the dogs…</em> After such a short time I had begun to think of myself as a dog. I knew I wasn’t; not a proper dog, I was still a girl-student in a dog’s body, yet the way I had been treated and beaten and whipped and denied the big hard cocks my poor mind now craved… it was like being brainwashed. I thought now that I was a dog, or I mostly did…<br><br>And this home... well it was very beautiful, clean and modern and nice smelling. The men smelled good too, very, <em>very</em> good. So deliciously good. I could taste the virile masculine power oozing off them when I wasn't even in the same room. Testosterone… it smelled like bitch-puppy heaven! I gulped at the air as they went by with my mouth open and my tongue out just to enjoy that amazing nectar! Horny men… I do love them! They tasted so rich and musky on my tongue when I lolled it out to savour them. They were good to me in some ways and had energetically given me both their seed as soon as I was able to understand what was going on. I came out of a haze of strange sleep and dreams to find myself in the sun by a pool with blue sky and fresh sea breezes all around. I was alert and suspicious at once but the two strange men who were with me were eager and pleased, like two schoolboys. I still have not picked up this European speech they use, I am sure now it is French but with no-one to teach me I'm struggling to pick up any at all. However just from their tone I could tell they were eager to try me out and... I must confess, having been denied any pleasure for several days at the club I was aching for it, so terribly desperate that I didn't care. They tied my leash to a post and knelt me on a mat and then stripped... and took me. One each end! Oh it was absolute heaven! They were hard and thick and long and thrust into me so deeply and strongly! They went on for ages, and I reached my squealing whining peak more times than I could count. They gave me their seed in my sex and in my tight puppy bottom (still so painfully sore from what Allain-Emelin had done to me the day before) – yet I didn’t care about the hurt, I just needed cocks in me, hard as they would go. They splashed me down my throat and in my face and over my chest. I adored it! I had never had such loving treatment in the week I had been at that horrible other place.<br><br>I barked and yapped and panted and made begging gestures for more. If they thought I was a real dog, dumb and stupid they might mount me lots, over and over and life would be bearable. I had just been gang-raped, yet I was happy! That was the place my mind had reached.<br><br>Of course I did not speak, but kept silent and made only puppy barks and whines as the trainers told me to when I was not in the club. After both men had taken me, they got dressed and sat by the pool with drinks. I was told to 'sit' (I understood the gesture) and I took up the proper doggie pose with my back legs parted and my front paws by my knees and my back curved and my chest out - I was no longer ashamed to be naked among strangers and indeed, here I must not be. If I was afraid or embarrassed I must not show it since I had to act as a dumb dog.<br><br>The men lectured me. I think they told me their names and many other things but I understood so little and pretended to understand none of it. They got cross then and one took out a leather belt and beat me. I wailed and whined and then they used a different language - English - which I understood small amounts of. Eventually they made it clear that they knew I was intelligent and could understand them and speak. They ordered me to speak and after belting me more I did so in Japanese which is all I know and some few words of bad English. I felt awful speaking. I had hoped I could remain a dumb dog and enjoy a simple life of sex and food and sleeping and playing but these men seemed to understand all about that vile club and what went on there. I heard a name more than once ‘Monsieur Marc’ a name I had heard many times there and I knew he was a wicked and powerful man – a man to be feared.<br><br>Eventually they made me understand that they were my new owners. They led me to the shower stall by the pool and hosed their splashed seed off me and out of my body, washing out my belly and behind quickly and roughly – I was deeply ashamed at the dirt that came out of my behind and cowered in humiliation while they laughed. They dried me with a rough towel then took me inside up some steps. In the lounge was a cage much like the ones at that other place. Inside was a sleeping mat, food and water bowls and a tray of dried material I knew I was supposed to use as a toilet. I knew all these things now: I had been made to use the toilet in front of many people on ‘Club Nights’. People who laughed and pointed and jeered and clapped while I, a fine arts student in her last year at university was made to squat naked and evacuate my bowels for their entertainment… Yes, I recognized with dread that box of grey material.<br><br>In the utility room beside the kitchen was a big open plastic box and the men showed me the contents.<br><br><strong><em>“Mimi. Toys. Your toys. Bring to us and ask to fuck yourself on them.”</em></strong> I cowered in shame as if I would ever do such a thing.<br><br>I lasted two days. Just two days, that is all. On the third day with my every fibre craving sex I went to the box, picked out with my mouth a long fat pink silicon dildo with a sucker on the end and carried it to the men who were having dinner. I sat up, the toy in my jaws and raised my front legs to the ‘begging’ position and quietly waited while they ate. I already knew better than to whine or disturb them or even to thump my tail on the floor in a happy gesture. If I disturbed them they would beat me.<br><br>They finished dinner and one looked down at me and smiled, <strong><em>“Want to fuck yourself do you puppy? Are we not good enough for you?”</em></strong> I could see where this might be heading: a punishment. I dropped the toy and continued to beg – my back arched and my chest pushed brazenly out. It seemed every posture involved me pushing my breasts at them or spreading my sex, or parting my rear cheeks to expose my little bud but I did it anyway. I was beaten cruelly if I didn’t.<br><br><strong>“No Master,”</strong> I replied in my bad English, <strong> “Mimi did not wish to… to… be a trouble. Mimi wanted to let Master be busy. She will… she will…”</strong> My words trailed off.<br><br><strong><em>“She’ll what? Fuck herself? Is that what you want? To masturbate? Make yourself cum like a disgusting animal, an out-of-control bitch in heat?”</em></strong><br><br>I nodded, panting, my tongue out, <strong>“Yes, Master.”</strong><br><br><strong><em>“Say it then. Say ‘I’m a randy little bitch and I want to fuck myself.’ Say it!”</em></strong><br><br>I felt the heat of the shame spreading up my face. <strong>“I am… I’m… a randy… I’m a randy little bitch Master. I want to fuck myself on this toy. Please.”</strong><br><br><strong><em>“Good puppy!”</em></strong> he said with a smile, ruffling my hair, <strong><em>“Follow!”</em></strong> He went through the hallway and opened the front door. I picked up the pink object in my mouth and followed, curious. He went outside into the public hallway, took the dildo from my mouth, made me lick the suction base and with a <em>thwup!</em> he slapped it down on the polished wooden floor.<br><br><strong><em>“There. Mount it. And stay on it for an hour. If the other residents on this floor go by, you’re just a stupid bitch, understand. A dog who doesn’t talk.”</em></strong><br><br>Torn between needing this big fat plastic rod in my body so badly and being afraid of being seen I squatted over it, lifted my haunches and wiping my wetness over the end sank down… Oh, dear God! Such bliss! Such wonderful thickness and length! Such… oh! Oh God! I could not control myself. Within a few minutes I was riding that long fat stalk like an insane thing. I came within a couple of minutes yelping with deep pleasure. Master had said an hour…<br><br>So I did. Without any honour or decency I fucked myself on that toy for the full hour, squealing and shuddering each time I peaked. I peaked often, so many times, and hard too… and as the hour passed several of the other owners of the other penthouse apartments came home from work and seemed shocked to see me. I had only just arrived and I supposed they did not know my owners had a dog. I almost ignored them as I bounced up and down, happy and sweaty and panting and making a widening puddle of sticky muck in the middle of the hallway… while they watched and said how pretty my tits were and how much they bounced and joggled and how good the nipple rings looked as they flicked up and down. My Masters came out and talked to them. It seemed no-one else on this floor had a dog so I was a curiosity for the neighbours.<br><br><strong><em>“If you ever want to come in for drinks and to fuck her, just phone,”</em></strong> My owners said, and I, acting the dumb bitch went on bouncing while inside I cried.<br><br><div align="center">~ * * * ~</div><br>That was three days ago. Yesterday both masters were out and I was left alone in the apartment. I was often shut in my cage but yesterday I was left out. I spent a while prowling around the place, being curious. The door to the terrace was closed so I could not go down by the pool. As usual I soon became needy. I went to my toy box but the lid was closed and locked. I had never known this before and I struggled to get in it but gave up. I tried sleeping but by late afternoon I was truly desperate, and unable to control the hot burning need between my legs I backed up on all fours against the corner of the sofa where the edge cloth is rough and rubbed myself against it. Oh heavens! So good! I closed my eyes and let out a deep puppy moan of pleasure as I ground my bitch parts against the wickedly rough material. I rested my forepaws on the floor and my head on my paws and with a loud squeal I came, panting and happy. I knelt there a while, just gently brushing my tender moist place against those heavenly bristles and before long I needed another. This one did not take me long either and within minutes I was howling again and bucking desperately against the furniture, humping with abandon as another strong puppy-cum took away all my cares and frustrations and worries.<br><br>Then I finished and curled back up in my cage and slept.<br><br><div align="center">~ * * * ~</div><br>The next morning I was milked.<br><br>The milking stall was just a metal frame, shaped like an inverted ‘V’. I was put on all fours under the point of the ‘V’ and Master strapped my knees wide apart to the base of the two legs. From the top of the inverted ‘V’ a steel bar extended forwards above my back to a larger and higher inverted ‘V’. My head and shoulders projected through this so that Master could easily get at my breasts and mouth. However he took my front legs one at a time and twisted them up behind my back, clamping my paws to cuffs welded to the bar above my back, first one, then the other until I was hanging down from my bound together front legs, my new huge breasts, so much bigger and heavier (and more sensitive!) than before, hanging down all soft and exposed, the aching red-brown teats as big as the end of the last joint of my ring-finger.<br><br>This is how I was milked, usually by hand but sometimes with a hand held pump snugged over my nipple and tugging on it until my eyes rolled with pleasure. Despite that I was bound uncomfortably in the stall, I had already grown to enjoy milking time as the sucking motion of the pump on my nipples and breasts was almost enough to send me off into little mini-cums. Sometimes too, one of my Masters would mount me as the other milked me which I loved.<br><br>This day though Master brought a new machine. I had not seen it before and what I noticed about it was that there were four cups. The hand-held pump did one breast at a time but this one would do both at once. I had been in the milking shed at The Club several times and the pumps there were so fierce I had orgasmed just from having my breasts milked, the pumps of that machine were so furious! I looked on eagerly and enjoyed the tingling sensation and the warm ache in my nipples as he hand-expressed my milk into his drink. Then greasing the cups he attached them and switched the machine on.<br><br><strong>“Oh! Ohh…Uhhhn!”</strong> I put my head back and gave a happy moan as my breasts were dragged down into the vacuum in the cups, my teats being extended so much… then the <em>thunka-thunka-thunka</em> alternately as each cup let go the vacuum then applied another quite rapidly. I rolled my eyes and panted, happily wagging my tail from side to side.<br><br><strong>“Gao! Gao! Gahh!!”</strong> I barked with joy. <em>Mimi likes it!</em> I hung there in the warm sunshine from my bound wrists as the pump ran and I watched my warm white milk trickling down the clear tubes into the receiving tank.<br><br><em>Fuuuhhh-Tunk! Fuuuhh-Tunk! Fuuuhh-Tunk!</em> as my breasts swung and bounced I began to flick my hips, flicky-flicky, back and forth. My back legs were bound apart so I couldn’t rub my thighs together but this… my burning aching nippies getting fuuhh-tunked was good enough! <em>Oh yes, Mimi likes milking time!</em><br><br>Master went inside and left me to it. <strong>“Hnn-Gah!”</strong> I hoped it would be a long session and at some point during it, the sight of his bound and happy puppy would make Master want to mount her! I flicked my hips some more knowing that my bottom was pretty and my hairless bitch-sex with its creamy colour above the golden tan of my legs was attractive to him.
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				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>18-01-2011, 22:46:54</strong>
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				CANDY, BEING TAKEN BY HER NEW OWNER<br><br>The cage door opened. Bleary-eyed, I flinched.<br><br>And already, I worried I was in trouble.<br><br>I didn’t care that I had the stupid tail or the stupid ears of a dog. Or that my breasts were constantly swollen, and needing to be milked … or that I constantly needed to be fucked. <em>Constantly.</em> I didn’t want it, at all – but dear god I was always wet and horny, like a stupid slutty bitch in heat, and despite whatever I could rationally tell myself, whenever a lovely thick cock slid into my wet snatch I was in absolute heaven.<br><br>But I didn’t care about any of that. At least that’s what I kept telling myself.<br><br>Because I was a girl, trapped in a dog’s body.<br><br>It wasn’t a mistake. I’d thought my conversion to being a dog was a mistake, at first … why wouldn’t it be? But during the past few days, being ‘trained’ at the Club where I was taken, I knew that was a lie. The people at the Club, they knew <em>exactly</em> what had been done to me. They knew my mind hadn’t been altered, that I could still speak. And they took great delight in using and abusing me like a common dog, letting me know quite plainly that should I ever try to explain my predicament – to anyone – chances are I’d be put down and destroyed.&nbsp;<br><br>So, it wasn’t a mistake. I was the victim of depraved, inhuman monsters, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it.<br><br>The first nights were the worst. I’d been raised in a religious household, and had been saving my virginity for marriage … I know, silly. And quaint. And old-fashioned. But that <em>meant</em> something to me. And I’d heard rumors of handlers assaulting freshly-converted dogs while being taken to their new owners … so when I wasn’t touched, I assumed that maybe my condition was indeed a mistake.<br><br>Turned out I was wrong. An older gentleman at the Club – an award-winning actor, you’d know him if you saw him – paid extra so he could take a ‘special’ dog’s cherry. I cried and screamed as he ravaged my virgin pussy, a crowd of Club members applauding, cheering, and snapping pictures as he kneeled behind me and fucked me rotten. I screamed and wept hot tears of shame, and that made them cheer all the louder. When he was done, he made me clean his cock with my mouth.<br><br>And the worst part was, I came twice. No, scratch that. The worst part was … my body enjoyed it. All of it.<br><br>Other horrors unfolded after that. One evening was spent with a pair of exquisitely beautiful women, Miss Green and Miss White, who took great pleasure in forcing me to eat their pussies, and even greater pleasure in whipping my tender breasts and ass. They laughed as they took turns buggering my ass with a giant strap-on, one of them kissing the tears from my face as I sobbed hysterically while the other fucked me. I’d been raised to believe that homosexuality was simply <em>wrong</em> … and yet again, my body betrayed me as I came, again and again, delighting in the touch of these decadent women.<br><br>My final test – as I came to think of it – was when a visiting football club was brought to the Club. One of the Club owners or managers (I wasn’t quite sure of what his role actually was) explained gently to me that the footballers had no idea that I wasn’t properly converted, that they thought I was an ordinary dog … and that they planned to have sex with me.&nbsp;<br><br>All of them.&nbsp;<br><br>And if I uttered a single word – if I acted in any way besides a dumb, delighted dog eager to be fucked, again and again – I’d probably be killed. But if I thought death was preferable to my current condition … maybe I <em>should</em> say something.<br><br>Twenty football players. They all fucked me. For hours. Their cum dripped from my face, my tits, my pussy and my ass … I was drenched in their spend and my sweat, when they finally finished. I collapsed on the floor, listening to them congratulate the owners of the Club for providing them with such a fine little piece of ass … and utterly despising myself for smiling, uncontrollably so, while they fucked me. For barking and yipping like a dog. And for having orgasmed so many times that I lost count.&nbsp;<br><br>Because I was a girl, trapped in a dog’s body.<br><br>Honest.<br><br>This morning, though I’d caught rumors that I was to be sold, that I’d be going to a home. And that I’d have proper owners. <em>Owners,</em> I thought. The idea seemed reassuring. Yes, an owner – or a few owners – would probably rape and abuse me, but so what? It seemed better than the Club, where an endless parade of sick people would relentless fuck and torment me, and the nightmare would never end.<br><br>Maybe an owner would be nice. Or at least nicer.<br><br>So I flinched when the door opened. And silently cursed myself, since an honest-to-goodness converted dog <em>wouldn’t</em> do that, they’d be happy to see someone new and slobber all over them and probably hump their leg. &nbsp;But I didn’t.&nbsp;<br><br>Instead I saw my new owner – younger than I’d expected, handsome. Probably a businessman of some sort. I meekly did as he bid me, crawling like a dog as I followed him out of my cage, down long corridors to a loading dock.<br><br>He said something I didn’t understand – in French, probably? – and then I felt a slight pain in my rump. The world got fuzzy, and I found myself drifting away.<br><br>I hoped when I woke up, I wouldn’t be a dog anymore.<br><br>Since I knew that was a lie, I hoped instead that when I woke up, things would be much better than they were at the Club.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 12:30:17</strong>
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				MIMI ON THE TERRACE BEING MILKED<br><br><em>Fuuuhhh-Tunk! Fuuuhh-Tunk! Fuuuhh-Tunk!</em> <strong>"Uhn! Uuhr! Ouhhnn! Uhhrrr-rrn!"</strong> It was so good, so wonderfully good! My breasts bounced about as the pumps tugged at each one in turn, my tender aching nipples being sucked down one at a time and released, even the little squirting gushes of milk from them were pure pleasure.<br><br><em>No wonder I hear stories of women getting turned on when they breast-feed their babies! It feels so good!</em> I hung from my wrists in the main terrace and enjoyed the view down to the beautiful swimming pool a deck below. We were quite private here. There were four penthouses that shared the rooftop of this tall block. I knew from the Masters conversations with their neighbours that the three other apartments occupied the other three corners of the roof of the building. I did not know how many storeys up I was but it looked like about ten or fifteen. Below on the quayside the people crawled like ants and beautiful yachts and cruising boats all in sparkling white moved across the blue waters of the harbour like toys.<br><br>Such a pretty place I lived in… yet so scary too. Over the week they had owned me I had found my Masters very variable. Some nights they would come in from their day's business and rape me until I couldn't think. They took me every which way and I gasped and cried out in pleasure. Other days they would ignore me until I took a toy in my mouth and begged them to let me fuck myself. Sometimes they would say yes and then laugh and make lewd comments as they watched me debase myself in front of them, other times no, and would bind my front legs behind my back and hit my breasts and thighs and rump with their belts calling me degrading names like slut and trash and whore, even though I had no choice and could not control the urges that had taken over my life. Then they would leave me bound in my cage and I would pitifully call out to them and beg to be allowed to cum. Then they gagged me and ignored me, putting a black cloth over my cage in the corner of the lounge and threatening me with a severe beating if I made any noise and disturbed them. Those evenings wore the worst.<br><br>I needed sex. All the time. I needed cocks in me, as big as I could take and thrusting as roughly as I could bear it. Something very serious had changed in me when those evil men had messed up my body and my mind in that lab.<br><br>Some days I cursed them with all my heart and wished the gods would send a boiling mudslide down a mountain to snuff them all out – preferably very slowly. Other days… some other days like today as the milking machine made me climb gently and inexorably towards what I knew would be a really nice powerful orgasm… I loved this life. I loved having a body that leaked ready-juice all the time. I loved having these new breasts and this bigger behind that appealed to those who raped me. I loved being a dog and going naked round the house. I loved my toys and I loved that no sooner than one of my Masters entered my body I'd be bucking in utter pleasure as they pierced me.<br><br>I did not know which was right, that I should think everyone who had done this to me evil and wish the worst curses upon them, or just thank them for the amazing pleasure they had allowed me to experience.<br><br>Today was one of those days I was not sure. I was enjoying the milking but this morning before he had gone out, Master Anthony had dragged me from my cage and rubbed my nose in the scented patch of cloth on the corner or the sofa. He had cursed at me loudly in his language I id not understand. I just knew he was angry that I had rubbed myself on the furniture and that whatever it was he was saying I would suffer for it. I knew I had been set up, that my cage door had been left open and my toy box locked shut on purpose. My Masters had known I would rub my girl place against something I should not. Maybe even if I hadn't they would have made up some infraction to punish me for.<br><br>So hanging there in the milking frame I had mixed feelings. Master Randall had gone indoors… I wondered what for.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 14:46:49</strong>
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				RANDALL with MIMI<br><br>Randall took his time, knowing that the machine would require better than half an hour to suck his bitch's tits dry, (which he rarely did, preferring to keep some of her milk in reserve, to freshen his drink, or in case he simply desired to suckle on her).&nbsp; He prepared her daily enema first, now up to five one pint bulbs, warmed to a rather cool 35.2 degrees, and certain to cause almost immediate cramping.&nbsp; Mimi was cleansed once per day, according to a strict schedule, (approved by the club's vet), which detailed quantity, temperature, PH, and the amount of time the puppy was required to hold the agonizing liquid in her cramping belly.&nbsp; He sat each filled bulb in the warming tray, and set the time, before turning to the refrigerator.&nbsp; Mimi had been 'figged' before, but always with fresh ginger, and never more than one piece at a time.<br><br>This time was going to be different.&nbsp; From the refrigerator, he pulled out a baggy that held several large chunks of slimy, moldy, and potent smelling 'fingers' of ginger.&nbsp; He selected the longest, thickest piece, and quickly prepared two plugs from the fibrous woody root.&nbsp; Along with a roll of surgical tape, a kitchen towel, and his half consumed drink, he carried the two plugs back out on the terrace, smiling with the knowledge that Mimi's sensitive doggy nose would have already detected the odor, and she knew what was in store for her.&nbsp; Kneeling behind her, he rammed one ginger scented in finger into her tight quivering anus, <strong>"Nasty little bitches do not rub their slobbery cunts on Master's furniture."</strong>&nbsp; Withdrawing his finger, after twisting cruelly inside Mimi's tight little ass, he pushed the longer of the two pieces of fermented ginger into her anus, until her body locked around the shallow ring he'd carved around base end of the hand fashioned plug.&nbsp; <strong>"Burny time, Mimi."</strong>, he rumbled at her in his deep voice.&nbsp; Tightly wrapped, and refrigerated for several days, the potency of the ginger was increased dramatically, and her earlier experiences with ginger was nothing compared to what she was about to feel.<br><br>Her pussy was drenched, and while always wet, once she got aroused, or needy, her body produced copious amounts of her juices, which ran down her pretty thighs, and even dripped from the round pink button of her exposed clit.&nbsp; He wiped her dry, and placed the second piece of cut ginger directly on top of her clit, and taped it in place across the puffy lips of her always needy cunt.&nbsp; <strong>"You will remember this the next time you want to rub your sluttly little clit on the furniture like a common whore, Mimi."</strong>&nbsp; Standing, he stripped his shorts off, freeing his already growing cock, walked around the frame Mimi was strapped into, and knelt in front of her.&nbsp; The look of fearful anticipation was etched on Mimi's pretty face, as the ginger slowly began to burn, and as she began struggling against her straps, and cuffs, already whimpering, he took a fistful of her hair, jerking her head back, before plunging his thick cock into her mouth.<br><br>Her whimpers soon became sharp agonized cries, (partially muffled by Randall's thick cock), and her struggles grew frantic, as she twisted, and kicked at her restraints, rolling her hips, and trying to shake the burning objects loose.&nbsp; <strong>"Next time you'll be a good little bitch when Masters leave you alone."</strong> Holding her head mostly still, he fucked her open mouth, pushing his cock deeper with each stroke, forcing it's swollen meaty head into the bitch's throat, as her body rocked, and twisted, her large breasts bouncing and swaying as the milker continued blindly sucking at her swollen teats, Whirrrr-Tunk-Whirrr-Tunk.&nbsp; Though much more intense, fermented ginger didn't last as long as fresh, at most ten minutes, before the intense burn faded away, usually quickly.&nbsp; Randall made good use of that time, fucking his puppy's mouth, gagging her repeatedly as he thrust into her throat, enjoying the little bitch's mouth, and feeling the first tingle of his approaching orgasm.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 16:13:27</strong>
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				ANTHONY with CANDY - Arriving<br><br>The normal 15 minute ride from the club stretched to half an hour as the van got caught up in the growing afternoon traffic of commuters attempting to race home, and get an early start on a long, and what promised to be a sunny and warm weekend.&nbsp; Anthony passed the time reading through Candy's paperwork, much of it lies, and forgeries, but the physical alterations to her body appeared to be honestly detailed.&nbsp; Surgeries, tail and ear budding, nerve regeneration, heightened senses breast enhancement, (and the bitch was given a lovely set of tits, firm and full, with dark reddish, and prominent nipples.&nbsp; Something his brother would enjoy immensely, the man had something of a tit fetish).&nbsp; Her license, which was something that purported to save both he and his brother from the threat of the collection squads, though in reality, the wealthy were rarely subject to such things.&nbsp; There was, of course, no mention of her previous identity.&nbsp; She was identified throughout by a 5 digit number, which mirrored the one on a tiny RFID chip allegedly implanted at the back of her neck.&nbsp; Though it had been implanted, it was also later removed prior to her being shipped to Monaco.&nbsp; Monsieur Marc did not like the idea of his odd little hobby being so easily tracked.<br><br>The van finally turned off the main artery, and traffic thinned considerably, as it wound it's way along the picturesque harbor, and finally turned into the broad drive of his building.&nbsp; White faced, and tall at fifteen stories, the apartment was high enough to mute the sounds of the city, and provide stunning views of the wealthy, sprawling city.&nbsp; Dropping the van's rear lift, his driver wheeled the dollied crate out, and followed Anthony inside, as he gave a wave to the doorman, who'd already propped open the wide glass doors at their approach.&nbsp; It took a swipe of a magnetic card to access the top two floors of the building, the 15th, which held the penthouse apartments, and below that, the private pools, and communal hot tub, and open lounge for parties.&nbsp; Something that the two bitches would soon be introduced too.&nbsp; After smoothly carrying Anthony, and his crated puppy to the top floor, the doors slid open to the upper lobby, tastefully decorated, with smooth, brightly polished marble floors.<br><br>He could smell the flowery scent of ginger even before opening the door, and stood to the side, as his driver wheeled Candy's crate inside.&nbsp; Apparently Mimi was being given her punishment, evident not just by the scent of ginger, but by the whimpered cries that emanated&nbsp; from the terrace.&nbsp; <strong>"Here is fine"</strong>, he nodded to the driver, and stood back while Candy's crate was opened, and the still unconscious bitch was gently slid out, and laid on the floor.&nbsp; He signed the delivery slip, and dropped Candy's papers on the table before showing the driver out, and quietly closing the thick front door.&nbsp; They'd replaced all the interior doorknobs from the lever style favored throughout most of Europe, to round ones, making it all but impossible for curious little bitches to wander where they weren't allowed.&nbsp; It would also serve to make the two bitches that much more dependent on the two brothers, even to gain access to their cages, or the gated fake grass, (and self cleaning), pet area they'd installed on the far corner of the terrace.<br><br>Walking into his room, (Randall, by virtue of being their first, claimed the master suite long before Anthony had arrived), he stripped, laying his clothes across his bed, and slipped on a simple pair of comfortable shorts, that could quickly be removed if Mimi needed attention.....or Candy.&nbsp; She was still out as he returned, closing his door, and stepping carefully over her.&nbsp; He paused, kneeling, and examined her, then lightly slapped her face, and was pleased when she moaned, and tried to open her eyes.&nbsp; She managed to stare straight ahead for a moment before her eyes gradually closed again.&nbsp; It wouldn't be long.&nbsp; Walking out to the terrace, he found his older brother busily raping Mimi's mouth, as the pretty young bitch struggled, squirmed, and cried around, and gagged on the thick cock being driven into her tortured throat.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>19-01-2011, 16:42:24</strong>
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				MIMI BEING ABUSED BY RANDALL ON THE TERRACE<br><br>The sharp tangy smell of ginger reached me as the door to the lounge opened. Instantly all the muscles of my openings clenched in fear and I yelped as I felt his finger push brutally into my behind. Despite how much I had been abused in the short weeks since I was converted, my anus was still very tight and now I gasped and wiggled my puppy haunches about as the hot sting of the ginger smeared on my Master's finger burned me.<br><br><strong>"Uhn! <em>Onegai!</em>"</strong> I still cried out in Japanese when I was in pain or panicking – which was often – though my new owners probably had no idea what my cries meant; and they wouldn't need to; they didn't care.<br><br>I hung there whimpering as his finger worked away inside my opening and then gasped as it was withdrawn only to have something else a little bigger pushed in. The first time my new Masters had pressed a toy into me I had pushed it out again and as a result I had been horribly tortured all evening as a punishment so now, whatever they shoved in my small tight pretty behind I kept in, if I humanly could, since to release something – solid or liquid – before I was allowed to, always ended with me being punished cruelly. I therefore gripped the object that had been put in and as the stink of over-fermented ginger washed over me, completely blotting out all other scents except those from the man beside me, the burning began.<br><br>It was bad, very bad. It was agony! The stinging sharp heat from the ginger was like having a hundred small needles stuck into my anus and I shook my bottom from side to side and whined in agony only to scream more as Master roughly wiped my wetness away and using some thick black electrical tape stuck a second piece of raw ginger over my girl place and my exposed clitty.<br><br>I had received more than what I think of as my fair share of changes when those evil men in the labs had me converted. As well as my doggy parts like ears and tail and skin pigmentation and the extra musculature that made me very energetic and my better hearing and much improved sense of smell and taste, they had wrought changes to my breasts and hips making me much curvier so that I looked like a cartoon girl drawn by a man with a distorted fetish for large breasts and tiny waists and child-bearing hips. Just moving about with this new body needed extra thinking. And that wasn't all! The horrid scientists had done such intense things to my sexual nature so that I craved being mated with all the time and they had of course pierced me in so many places, both my nipples, a triangle piercing below my little clitty and four more rings, two in each inner labia. But it was what they had done to my clitty that was the most extreme. They had cut away part of the hood so that the sensitive tip was exposed all the time and it was swollen up, big and fat and long, nearly a centimetre across and a little more in length. Behind the distinct head a platinum ring had been fitted and closed off so that the 'stalk' of my clit, where it would usually recede into my body was permanently tugged forwards and exposed and the pressure of that evil little ring made me cum so easily when it was rubbed. Of course when I was aroused, which was almost all the time, my clitty was swollen and so the ring tightened about me which just made everything worse in a cruel cycle of pleasure and discomfort and then more pleasure.<br><br>And now I found out how evil Master Randall was. The raw ginger was taped over my sensitive stalk and head and I put my head back and keened in agony as the burning seemed to set me on fire. I do not think it would have hurt more if Master had pushed a red hot needle into my clitty!<br><br>As I sucked in breath to scream again my head was tugged roughly back by my hair making my eyes water and Master's cock was shoved into my mouth, pushing deep and grazing the back of my throat. Despite being used in my mouth very much while I was at The Club I had never vomited or gagged once - nor had I felt the need to - though the act of having men push deep back there did make me cough up thick strands of saliva and drool.<br><br><strong>"AAAHHH-NNNNUG-GGH!"</strong> I said, my throat being blocked off completely stopping the scream. My eyes bulged in agony and fear as my sex and behind blazed in the most intense pain I had ever experienced. I shook my head and tried to beg for it to stop but Master just gripped my hair tighter and began to fuck my face, a look of evil contentment on his features.<br><br><em>Oh God! Please! It hurts! It's really hurting! Make it stop! Please make it stop! I'll do anything, anything if you just make it stop-pp!</em> my mind begged while out of my mouth came only heavy choking gagging noises and helpless mewls of pain, mixed in between heavy slurping and sucking noises as I drew in air to breathe whenever his penis drew back.<br><br>I could push the thing in my bottom out but if I did I knew only worse agony would follow my disobedience so instead I clamped tight around it even though it felt like clamping down on razor blades.<br><br>My eyes began to roll back and suddenly I felt pleasure. <em>How can I feel pleasure? How can I…? Huhn? Uhn?</em> My nipples tingled so much, my breasts as well and of course Masters meat in my mouth I always enjoyed but… the rest? My painfully bound front legs…? I didn't understand it at all; all I did know was that if this went on much longer puppy would cum and cum hard.<br><br><strong>"Ughnnn…Muh!"</strong> I gurgled, no longer fighting his rod in my throat, <strong>"Unghmun!"</strong> Tears were flowing down my cheeks and I still flicked my behind about to try and dislodge the pain from my girl place but for some reason that only those bastards in the lab might understand, this agony was making my body respond as though it was enjoying it!<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"You will remember this the next time you want to rub your slutty little clit on the furniture like a common whore, Mimi. Next time you'll be a good little bitch when Masters leave you alone."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Haaaai-Uhnn!"</strong> I said, nodding as best I could and promising to be a good dog in future.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>20-01-2011, 21:13:49</strong>
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				CANDY, WAKING UP IN HER NEW HOME<br>&nbsp;<br>I woke up. My head felt fuzzy, and I hurt. A lot. And I didn’t know where I was.<br>&nbsp;<br>My breasts hurt the most. One of the first things I’d noticed that had been done to me – you know, after I got over the shock of it – was that my breasts were <em>huge</em>. With fine little golden rings piercing the nipples. And they almost always felt full, and swollen … uncomfortably so, and sometimes painful. I figured out fairly quick that apart from being chemically induced to be, well, constantly horny, my breasts had been made to produce milk, and to lactate. If I wasn’t properly ‘milked’ they’d started to secrete drops of milk, dripping down the golden rings … and dear <em>god</em> did it hurt.<br>&nbsp;<br>To my utter horror, I needed to be milked. Like a cow. And as thoroughly degrading as that was, it felt <em>wonderful</em>. Being drained, having that sweet sense of guilty relief as the swelling went down, as the milk was sucked free from them in generous spurt … whenever it happened, the feeling was marvelous. It also felt good enough to make me quite the horny little puppy – sorry, <em>girl</em> – enough so that I began to feel excited whenever I was led to a milking machine.<br>&nbsp;<br>Yes, the machine … I preferred that. Very much. I felt guilty enough being turned on by having my giant breasts milked, having it done by machine made it feel more like … I don’t know. Masturbating? I’d rarely been forced to mix the naughty sensation of being milked with the sensation of being fucked. It’d happened once, at the Club – some depraved little seventeen-year old girl saw me, eagerly stripped off her clothes, and began ravenously sucking the milk from my breasts while she finger-fucked me to several orgasms. She’d laughed and giggled as she fucked me, kissing me with a mouthful of my own warm milk at one point … it was one of the most depraved and disgusting and delightful sensations … I wanted it, again, as much as I hated it. Mercifully, I’d never been fucked while placed in a milking machine, although I saw that being done to other dogs, and found myself craving it while watching it … I don’t know if I’d be able to handle that. The lovely sensation of being milked, while having a nice thick cock ramming me from behind …<br>&nbsp;<br>Ahem. Sorry.<br>&nbsp;<br>Anyway, when I awoke, drops were leaking madly from my painfully swollen boobs … I think that was the longest I’d ever gone, without being milked. I began to whimper and whine, like a dog … I didn’t know if my new owners intended for me to speak, and I wasn’t going to give them an excuse to punish me.<br>&nbsp;<br>The drugs used to knock me out also kept me a little woozy. So as I got to my feet – sorry, as I began crawling around on my hands and knees – I stumbled, moving uneasily around unfamiliar surroundings. I was in a room, pristine and opulent, with nice furniture and a large bookshelf. Candles, unscented, burned prettily on a coffee table. I noticed a large television as well, though it wasn’t switched on.<br>&nbsp;<br>And doors … doors with rounded doorknobs.<br>&nbsp;<br>Doors that my stupid puppy paws couldn’t open.<br>&nbsp;<br>For a moment, I wanted to cry. And scream.<br>&nbsp;<br>And then, just like a thousand other times a day, I forced that impulse to go away.<br>&nbsp;<br>I could smell things, too.<br>&nbsp;<br>I could smell the scent of another dog. It came from the couch. Oddly enough, it seemed familiar, though I didn’t know why. <em>Perhaps another dog from the Club?</em> I thought. That seemed oddly comforting and sad, all at the same time. If there was another dog, I hoped it wasn’t like me … I hoped it was fully converted, dumb and happy. If it wasn’t … well, I might have a friend to commiserate with, but I wouldn’t ever wish this hell on anyone else.<br>&nbsp;<br>And then something else … something spicy? I couldn’t quite place it. Although it was faint, it was distinctly pungent.<br>&nbsp;<br>A door opened. I saw two figures walking towards me. Still sort of woozy, I couldn’t make out much more than their silhouettes, though one smelled much like the man who’d brought me to this strange new apartment.<br>&nbsp;<br>I whined some more, and did my best to smile, hoping that they’d milk me. At that point, I didn’t care if they used their mouths or a machine … my breasts hurt badly, and I desperately craved the sweet relief of a milking.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 16:25:47</strong>
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				Randall and Anthony With Mimi and Candy&nbsp; <br><br>Anthony passed a wave to his older brother, recognizing the intense stare of a man about to cum hard.&nbsp; they'd shared enough club bitches, and the endless pleasures of Mimi's body to avoid missing something as obvious as that, or to be concerned at all about the casual nature of sex with the many wonderful bitches in general, or Mimi in particular.&nbsp; While Randall grunted with pleasure, his cock spewing his thick white cum in Mimi's mouth, Anthony knelt beside the struggling little bitch and ran his hands under her, and over her tits, squeezing, then tugging on the cups suctioned to her prominent nipples.&nbsp; The machine, it's rhythmic Whirrr-Tunk, still alternately applying vacuum to each of Mimi's nipples, would detect when milk flow ceased, and shut itself down.&nbsp; It was a feature that could be disabled, and they could use the powerful internal pump for other fun, such as applying vacuum cups to Mimi's clit, (and Candy's as well).&nbsp; <br><br>Randall used his finger to wipe a dollop of cum from Mimi's cheek, and shoved it into her mouth.&nbsp; She immediately sucked it clean, the two brothers taught her that Master's cum belonged in bitch-puppy tummies.&nbsp; Mid way through Mimi's punishment, which had at first caused her normally looped tail to droop down between her bound legs as the ginger first began burning, was up again above her back, wagging madly back and forth.&nbsp; Randall stroked the last of his cum between her lips, and asked Anthony, <strong>"Is she here?"</strong>, (asked in French).<br><br>A week after Mimi was taken up by the conversion squad, her father had apparently been throwing out everything his doomed daughter owned, and discovered a cache of letters from her young American friend, and upon reading them discovered that the American girl had encouraged his daughter to defy him.&nbsp; He wanted her punished too.&nbsp; Though he only wished her converted, the two brothers decided to arrange her perverted conversion, and subsequent shipping to Monaco too.&nbsp; Reintroducing the two, forcing them to fuck each other for their amusement was too delightfully cruel to pass on.&nbsp; Large amounts of cash were paid to the two men, and with Monsieur Marc's help, (after he'd seen pictures of the pretty blond girl), her capture was arranged.&nbsp; They still paid nearly half the cost of her conversion, and the club made a tidy profit on the deal, but they knew it was going to be money well spent.<br><br>Mimi didn't speak any french, outside of the few simple commands she'd learned at the club, and the two brothers often discussed her fate openly in her presence, knowing she didn't understand what they were saying.&nbsp; Once they were notified that Candy's conversion was complete, and she was enroute to Monaco, they began preparing for her arrival.&nbsp; A second cage, (still hidden), additional milking rack, the milking machine, and several new toys for Mimi's toy box.&nbsp; The toys were still put away, Mimi hadn't seen them yet, the design of a few would have made it obvious that she would be sharing her home with another bitch, and the two brothers preferred to keep that information to themselves.<br><br>Anthony nodded, then kneeling behind Mimi, spreading the cheeks of her cute girl-puppy bottom, and examining the ginger twisted into her anus, and pressed against her clit.&nbsp; <strong>"In the living room, and she should be waking up."</strong>&nbsp; Randall lifted, and squeezed one of Mimi's tits, and decided she would be on the milker for a few minutes longer, <strong>"Let's go make our introductions!"</strong>&nbsp; Grinning, he stood, and the two men walked back inside the apartment, leaving Mimi alone to wiggle, moan, burn, and cum.<br><br>Candy was awake, and balanced unsteadily on all fours, and at their approach, she managed a weak smile, and slow wag of her pretty tail.&nbsp; Switching back to English, Randall asked, <strong>"So this is our Candy."</strong>&nbsp; Kneeling beside her, he ran his hands over her body, spreading the cheeks of her shapely bottom, and running a thick finger up between the lips of her wet little cunt.&nbsp; "Yes.", Randall said, <strong>"I think she'll do nicely."</strong>&nbsp; Anthony called his brother's attention to other parts of Candy's body, <strong>"Tits, brother."</strong>&nbsp; She was still a little wobbly, but Randall ordered her into the 'kneel up' position, then whistled, <strong>"Very pretty tits, Candy.&nbsp; Master Randall is going to have fun with these."</strong>&nbsp; He ran his hands over her heavy milk laden breasts, hefting them in his hands, and expressing a few drops of milk from each of her nipples, pausing after each to lick the milk from his fingers.<br><br>Staring at her breasts, as more milk welled from her nipples, Randall asked, <strong>"Anthony, would you like a drink?"</strong>&nbsp; "White Russian?", Anthony asked.&nbsp; Already knowing the answer.&nbsp; Randall was a fan of all things breast related, and his favorite drink, (since Mimi had arrived), served to fuel his fetish.&nbsp; <strong>"Of course"</strong>, Randall said, standing.&nbsp; <strong>"Show her around, then bring her to the kitchen."</strong><br><br>Left alone with her, Anthony ordered her down on all fours.&nbsp; <strong>"We know you're a special little bitch, Candy.&nbsp; We know you can talk.&nbsp; I'm Master Anthony, and the other man that is so smitten with your pretty tits is Master Randall.&nbsp; Address both of us as Master."</strong>&nbsp; He led her through the apartment, showing her each room, her toy box, (shared with Mimi), and piled high with all manner of items for horny wet bitches.&nbsp; They'd recently added a new toy, which they referred to as the 'squishy', a knobby soft silicone half ball, filled with liquid, that could be dropped anywhere, for Mimi to squat over, and grind her wet hungry pussy against for as long as she wanted.&nbsp; <strong>"If you want to play with anything, carry it to us, except this"</strong>, he tapped the 'squishy', which didn't require the use of hands to position.&nbsp; With Candy following him on all fours, the last effects of her tranquilizer fading rapidly, he led her to the kitchen, where Randall had prepared two more White Russians.&nbsp; Randall passed one half full glass to Anthony, then knelt beside Candy.&nbsp; <strong>"Let's do something about your lovely full tits." </strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>22-01-2011, 23:43:47</strong>
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				MIMI – IN AGONY AND CONFUSED AS TO WHERE THE PLEASURE IS COMING FROM<br><br>As I struggled and hung from my bound front legs and moaned and wiggled my burning rear end Master Randall closed his eyes and with a look of utter bliss on his face and the release of a loud masculine grunt of satisfaction I felt his big hard thing swell more then pulse in my mouth, once, twice, three times, again and as he twitched thick gouts of his beautiful hot cream splashed down my throat. I moaned as he came in my mouth, despite the agony, despite what this man had done to me over the last few days I was still a puppy who craved sex, craved it so bad that if I went twelve hours without it I became desperate.<br><br>And to me servicing these men and drinking their cum was almost as good as them stuffing their hardness where I needed it most. I loved the act of taking a penis into my small mouth, my doggy tongue mindlessly hanging out and slobbering drool as one Master or the other gripped my hair or my neck and pushed into me.<br><br>Although my body was screaming in agony and my legs twisted up behind my head now hurt and ached badly these hurts were washed away by the mouthful of hot sticky thick salty cum that Master Randall, as he grunted in pleasure, emptied into my mouth. I didn’t swallow it at once but let the warm gluey liquid lay on my tongue. I swirled it round and round and tasted its musky strong tang and enjoyed it’s slippery texture. I wished there was a glass dish I could spit it out into only so that I could lick and slurp it up again to enjoy it in my mouth a second time. I closed my eyes. The taste of Masters cum, the wonderful pleasure at my nipples as the machine ker-thunked away at my soft breasts and suddenly… suddenly the sharp sweet agony of burning at my clit and anus became… <em>oh! OH! UGHN!</em> Became the most amazing mix of pleasure. Heat was there. Tight wet heat, swelling and rushing at me. I don’t know where it came from and I didn’t care. That burning pain was overlaid with burning pleasure and while my other Master arrived and the two talked in that annoying European language I didn’t understand I hung there, groaning and whimpering.<br><br>The men went away. I looked around to see them go inside the lounge. The machine still pumped at my breasts and the final lovely flavour of Master Randall was still in my mouth when it happened. Quite without warning I put my head back and my eyes rolled back and with my happy tail fully erect and wagging briskly I came in that sudden hot blast of knotted expanding heat. I flicked my hips wanting to close my back legs and slither them together against my wetness but I couldn’t so I just hung there and whined a long loud whine of abject surrender as the blast of waves of sheer delight ran riot through my small body.<br><br><strong>“Auuyyyaih! Aauuuuuyyyyaiaghhhh! NyaaaAHHAHHHHHHHH!-IIYYUUUUNHHGHN!”</strong> I gurgled, enjoying myself so much that the burning pain in my anus and clitty joined in with the pleasure and became a part of it.
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				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 13:38:49</strong>
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				CANDY, GREETING HER NEW MASTERS<br><br>One of the men knelt beside me. I shivered and whimpered as his wonderful finger parted the folds of my sex. I hadn't realized until that moment how wet and horny I was ... it was all I could do not to rudely push my aching slit back against his fingers and let him penetrate me. My pussy was sopping wet, begging to be fucked, and my thighs glistened with need as well. I'd barely noticed the burning want for pure, decadent sex because of the pain in my breasts, but now that it'd been awakened ... I was ashamed to admit it, but I really hoped one of them would fuck me. Soon.<br><br>They began to speak. In English! I was excited, to finally hear words I could understand ... until they became words I didn't want to hear.<br><br><em>"We know you're a special little bitch, Candy.&nbsp; We know you can talk."</em><br><br>When I heard Master Anthony say that, I wanted to cry.<br><br>Somehow, I'd managed to convince myself that maybe my new owners weren't aware of my horrible predicament. That they'd been blissfully unaware of the monsters who ran the Club that arranged for my conversion, that they thought I was a simple, dumb dog, not a girl cruelly given the form of one. And that somehow - given time - I could make them aware of what had happened to me, and that this nightmare could finally be over ...<br><br>But no. They knew. They were like the other monsters at the Club. For all I knew, they'd specified that my mind remain unaltered.<br><br>Still ...<br><br>They spoke pleasantly. They dressed well, and the apartment was beautiful. Maybe they were simply lonely, and needed companionship? I nodded. Yes. I supposed maybe that was possible ...<br><br>I smiled happily at them. "Yes, Master Anthony. Yes, Master Randall. I'll do as you say." I cooed as Master Randall ran his hands lightly over my swollen tits ... his touch was divine, and heightened my need for relief. Maybe he'd milk me by hand? No one had done that yet to me. All my breasts had known since being altered were milking machines, sucking lips, and cocks sliding between them. My face reddened as I thought of a pair of strong hands, kneading my breasts, pulling my nipples and letting all that milk squirt out ...<br><br>They led me around the apartment. I earnestly followed, my head darting everywhere as I took in the sights of my new home. It was clear that yes, there was another dog somewhere - and judging from the toys, another female. I almost forgot about that when I saw the squishy toy, though. For a moment, I looked nervously between it and my new masters - I wanted, very badly, just to hump it like crazy for a few moments, just get a gloriously hard, nasty cum and relieve that relentless need burning between my legs ...<br><br>But I didn't. Master Randall knelt besides me and said something wonderful, instead.<br><br><em>"Let's do something about your lovely full tits."</em><br><br>I nodded in eager delight, and kneeled up for him. I thrust out my chest for him, giving him ready access to my spectacular, swollen breasts.
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				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>23-01-2011, 19:28:00</strong>
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				On hearing Randall's words, Candy had, and there was not other way to put it, eagerly lifted to her knees, shoved her paws behind her back, and thrust her chest up, and out.&nbsp; This forced a small groan of anticipatory pleasure from Randall, and caused Anthony to snicker good naturedly at his older brother.&nbsp; <strong>"Oh, shut it."</strong>, Randall replied happily, while reaching for Candy's right milk-heavy tit.&nbsp; She was tight, and full, and with a slow squeeze, he pulled his hand down toward her nipple, gradually pinching with his fingers, and was immediately rewarded with several thin streams of milk, which he deftly caught in his glass.&nbsp; It was normal for there to be several openings on the nipple, as many as ten, (Mimi had seven such openings on her left nipple, and nine on her right).&nbsp; Randall wasn't counting Candy's yet, he was just enjoying the act of milking his new bitch.&nbsp; Stroke after stroke, pinching his fingers down to her areola, and after six such strokes, his glass was full.<br><br>Before passing the full glass to Anthony, he lifted Candy's breast, and took her nipple in his mouth, then sucked, hard, hungrily drawing another two mouthfuls of her warm sweet milk.&nbsp; It tasted very much like Mimi's, he decided, though not exactly the same.&nbsp; Mimi's was a little richer, and Candy's a little sweeter.&nbsp; He decided right then that her name suited her, and that she would keep it.&nbsp; He passed the full glass to his younger brother, (who was happy to let Randall enjoy the new bitch's tits), and accepted the other glass, and started filling it from her left breast.&nbsp; Five strokes, pinching down to just above her thickened, prominent teat, filled his drink, and he finished again by lifting her tit, taking her nipple in his mouth, and sucking another two mouthfuls from her.&nbsp; <br><br>Her breasts were no longer quite so tight, nor leaking milk from her thick nipples, relieving her discomfort, (and also preventing her from dribbling milk all over the apartment).&nbsp; Randall stirred his drink, and took an experimental sip, and decided it was as good as Mimi ever produced.&nbsp; He slipped the straw between Candy's lips, and ordered her to take a sip, giving her a taste of the sweet white nectar her beautiful tits produced.&nbsp; <br><br>Then it was time to spring their cruel little surprise.&nbsp; <strong>"Down, Candy"</strong>, Randall ordered her, then switching to French, <strong>"Give me a minute with Mimi, then bring her out."</strong>&nbsp; The club had made it clear that Candy, like Mimi, understood no French outside of the simple commands she'd been taught, and they would continue using that method of keeping the two naked bitches oblivious to the various plans, and surprises they had for the pair.&nbsp; With a parting squeeze of Candy's tit, Randall stood, drink in hand, and walked from the kitchen.&nbsp; Mimi was still hanging in her rack, twitching this way and that, the burn of her ginger gone, the milker silent, probably wondering when her Master's would release her.&nbsp; <br><br>The readout on the milker informed him that Mimi had given just under 800 milliliters of milk, which was well below her nearly 1600 daily milliliters, thanks in no small part to Randall's like of fresh White Russians.&nbsp; <strong>"We have a little surprise for you, Mimi"</strong>&nbsp; One at a time, he pressed his finger above her areola, and pushed down inside the cups still suctioned to her teats, until with a slight hiss, they released, and dropped from her.&nbsp; <strong>"A new playmate."</strong>&nbsp; He removed her ginger plug, and the piece taped across her clit, and discarded them.&nbsp; <strong>"Your Master's have decided to make you top bitch."</strong>&nbsp; Randall snapped the small collection bottle from the milker, (already labeled 'Mimi'), and placed it in the bar's small refrigerator.&nbsp; <strong>"For now."</strong>&nbsp; With one hand on her chest, between her breasts, Randall lifted her slightly, then one at a time released the cuffs around her wrists, and allowed her to drop her paws to the ground.&nbsp; He left her legs bound, spread wide, and with a three inch padded platform beneath her knees, it left her ass thrust into the air, and spread wide.<br><br>He knelt in front of her, and took her face in his hands.&nbsp; <strong>"Eyes on me, Mimi."</strong>&nbsp; Anthony had leashed Candy, and was leading her out onto the semi-shaded terrace, the bitch's pretty little ass shifting left, and right as she crawled along behind her new owner, curious blue eyes taking in everything.&nbsp; Until she saw Mimi.&nbsp; Her eyes clouded with suspicion, and fear, as Anthony pulled her directly behind Mimi.&nbsp; He knelt beside the bitch, and using the fingers of one hand he spread the slick wet lips of Mimi's cute little cunt, and shoved Candy's face between the spread cheeks of the bound puppy's ass.&nbsp; <strong>"Lick, until she cums, Candy."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 09:24:23</strong>
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				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!
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>24-01-2011, 21:25:38</strong>
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				CANDY, DOING WHAT HER MASTERS WANT, MEETING MIMI<br><br>I let out a squeal of delight as Master Randall pulled at my heavy breasts … and my cheeks reddened, just a little. I knew deep down that what Master Randall was doing to me was utterly humiliating. But the way his fingers tugged downwards, towards my nipples, getting the milk to flow with such a lovely sensation … not only did it make the hurt go away, but it felt <em>wonderful</em>. And being milked by hand … it felt, well, more sensual than the machines. Each pull on my nipples by Master Randall’s strong fingers, each thin squirt of milk, felt simply amazing, and started to make the heat between my legs burn a little more. The machines never turned me on like this! By the time Master Randall put his lips to my areola and began to suck, and Master Anthony took his turn milking me, I was whimpering madly with joy, wishing I had the stupid squishy between my legs so I could fuck myself senseless with it.<br><br>My wanton joy dimmed when Master Randall ordered me to drink my own milk. He pushed the straw in my mouth, and demanded that I drink up. I always thought the very notion of drinking doggie milk was absolutely disgusting … and I shuddered, thinking about the idea of drinking my own! But I was desperate to please my two new masters … and, more importantly, terrified of making them angry with me. I knew I was making first impressions with them, and I wanted them to think of me as a sweet, obedient dog. I didn’t want them thinking I was – and the thought was revolting – <em>badly trained</em>. I’d seen in the Club how some bitches were disciplined … I didn’t want any part of that.<br><br>So reluctantly, I sucked. My own milk was creamy and sweet, and I hated it. But I did my best to look like I enjoyed it very much, and sucked on the straw until Master Randall took it away. I hoped he didn’t notice my disdain, but my heart sank with each awful swallow, as I felt sure he did.<br><br>Master Randall went away. As I watched him leave, Master Anthony secured a thin black leather leash to my collar, and started leading me towards onto a terrace. I followed him, again doing my best to be happy and eager, but …<br><br><em>This is where the other shoe drops,</em> I thought nervously. <em>This is where it gets bad … there’s always a surprise …</em><br><br>And there was a surprise. But not as bad as I expected.<br><br>I found myself staring at the rear haunches of another dog, her legs splayed open lewdly, showing off her wet, dripping sex. From the smell of her, it was the same dog from inside … probably one they already owned, and abused. An awful thought crossed my mind, and I silently prayed she was a ‘regular’ dog, and not like me … I didn’t know if I could handle that. I hoped she was dumb and happy, and didn’t have any idea what was happening to her …<br><br>The idea of eating the new puppy’s wet cunt – Mimi, I think they called her – again was something that made me inwardly cringe. I hadn’t ever been with another woman before my conversion … I hadn’t even <em>thought</em> about it. And my few lesbian experiences as a dog had been frightening. Most of them had been beautiful woman, grabbing me by the hair and shoving my face between their legs, snapping angrily at me as they made me lick them until my face was drenched with their spend …<br><br>But I thought maybe it’d be different with Mimi. I’d never been asked to pleasure another female dog’s sex with my mouth before. She was already so very wet, just like me … and I knew if she was anything like me, it wouldn’t take much to get her off. And her hips were so wide and pretty, her bottom so shapely … <br><br>I pressed my face between those beautifully round asscheeks of hers, and pushed my nose against her wrinkly little pucker. And, tentatively, I began to lap at her wet slit with long, slow licks of my tongue. She was an eager bitch, and started thrusting herself back against my tongue as best she could the moment she felt my tongue slipping deeper into her hot folds.<br><br>I still wasn’t used to the taste of pussy. I still didn’t think I liked it. But as I lapped faster at Mimi, her soft cries of pleasure filled me with blissful happiness. It was the first time I’d been with another woman – even if it was a dog – where I hadn’t been terrified. Her pleasure brought me pleasure as well. And for a moment, I could almost pretend that my two masters weren’t watching us, and weren’t keenly keeping an eye on how I fucked Mimi’s cunt with my face.<br><br>To my surprise, I found that the lips of her sex had been pierced. Curiously, as I licked her, I tried grabbing them with my tongue and my teeth, gently tugging on them to see if it brought her more pleasure. And as my face grew more wet and slippery with her excitement, I noticed that poor swollen clit of hers, pierced so beautifully with a ring, just like mine … I shoved my face further into her sex, with my nose practically pushing into her steaming cunt, just so I could suck and nibble on that amazing clit of hers, hoping to bring her off with a nice, large cum.<br><br>I only hoped it would be my turn next … as I licked Mimi with ever-increasing speed and need, I found my own sex beginning to wantonly drip with desire as well. I <em>so</em> wanted to be licked, or fucked, and to cum again and again and again …
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 09:55:56</strong>
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				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.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>25-01-2011, 16:09:36</strong>
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				Randall and Anthony with their two bitches - SURPRISE!<br><br>Randall was content to kneel, holding Mimi's face in his hands, watching her pretty features as Candy lapped, and licked at her wet little cunt, forcing sweet cries, and groans of pleasure from her lips.&nbsp; Her Corgi tail was again swinging wildly side to side, sweeping back and forth above the head of the puppy-girl that had her face buried between the cheeks of her shapely bottom.&nbsp; After a few minutes, even Candy's tail began swishing tentatively back and forth, as the wet licking-lapping sounds of her tongue added to Mimi's increasingly loud moans.&nbsp; Though he doubted she was in a state to actually listen to his words, (or even understand them), he spoke to her in English, taunting her, reminding her that it was a girl behind her that was orally exploring her needy sex.&nbsp; <strong>"Good girl, Mimi.&nbsp; You like your slutty little cunt being licked by another girl?"</strong><br><br>Once converted, any previous sexual preferences on the part of dogs was really a thing of the past.&nbsp; They fucked, and were fucked at the whims of their Master's and Mistresses.&nbsp; A fully converted bitch wouldn't care, and didn't have the mental capacity to care who or what was going to make her cum.&nbsp; Within the club's perverted kennels, it was a different story.&nbsp; The animals emerged from their conversions with their minds, and sexual preferences intact.&nbsp; Worse, their need, undying, ever-present hunger for sexual release made it easy to force them into any situation their owners demanded.&nbsp; A touch of a whip might be needed to get them started, but once engaged, once the promise of release was at hand, they always enthusiastically participated, even when the burning blush of shame colored their cheeks.&nbsp; Different, of course when no sexual gratification was in the offing, as in the case of one male dog being raped by another, which was a popular pastime at the club among it's perverted, and wealthy membership.&nbsp; Clapping, and cheering at the look of abject shame on the face of a male, while another eagerly raped him.<br><br>Anthony, after holding Candy's head between the cheeks of Mimi's ass until the bitch got the idea, and started exploring Mimi's cunt with her tongue, rose, and adjusted the tiny HD pocket video camera that sat atop the bar, and fixed to it's weighted base.&nbsp; It was an amazing little thing, small enough to slip inside a shirt pocket, and with it's 32gb of internal memory, it would record over an hour of high quality, full HD video.&nbsp; He and Randall had been using it to chronicle Mimi's introduction to their home, her frequent rapes, absue, and her hour long sessions fucking herself on her toys, planning on eventually putting together a thirty minute long video presentation of Mimi's life of humiliation, and degradation outside the club.&nbsp; Now they would be adding Candy to the presentation.&nbsp; Anthony touched the 'record' button, once he had the camera properly framed on Mimi, and Candy, then returned to the two bitches, and knelt beside Candy, and began exploring her, (by then), very wet pussy...Spreading the cheeks of her ass, and lips of her pretty little cunt, framed so nicely in the camera's field of view.<br><br>Neither of the two men had enjoyed the pleasures Candy's body promised, yet, though Anthony was eager to get started.&nbsp; He didn't have any particular fetish, unlike Randall, but he did have something Randall didn't.&nbsp; He was very well endowed, larger in fact than most of the club's modified dogs.&nbsp; So large that when erect, it was all he could do to get the bulbous head of his cock in Mimi's petite mouth.&nbsp; Anally raping the pretty young bitch had also been out of the question, (though both men were working to stretch her out enough to make that a possibility).&nbsp; Randall, though not a small man, was at least not so large that his frequent attentions to Mimi's tight little anus would result in tearing the poor little bitch apart.&nbsp; Something he took advantage of, and frequently so.&nbsp; Preferring to first tie her down on his bed, (when it was his turn to keep her in his room overnight), a long round pillow folded in two, and positioned beneath Mimi's hips, forcing her cute bottom up into the air, and with the frightened bitch unable to move, he'd first take his flog to her back, then ass, before brutally anally raping her.&nbsp; Often repeatedly.<br><br>Of course, now they had two pretty young bitches, and eager to find out whether Candy's tight little bottom would accommodate his massive cock, Anthony twisted two bitch-slickened fingers into Candy's ass, and twisted back, and forth.&nbsp; She was tight, but there was also a sudden, almost involuntary loosening of the clenching muscle that squeezed against his invading digits.&nbsp; Very much like Mimi's body was lately responding.&nbsp; She might not be quite ready yet, but with a little work, a little patience, like Mimi, he would soon be able to enjoy another of her delightful, pleasurable holes.&nbsp; He continued twisting his fingers left and right, while shunting them in and out of Candy's anus, until with sharp strangled cries, (and her usual stream of incomprehensible Japanese), Mimi came, and came hard.&nbsp; She shuddered, and tried thrusting her spread bottom against Candy's face, wriggling and twisting her lower body against the straps that still held her securely in the milking rack.&nbsp; <br><br>Anthony reluctantly pulled his fingers from Candy's anus, and as Mimi came down from her body shaking orgasm, he pulled the golden blond bitch back, and away from her, leaving her face smeared with Mimi's copious spend.&nbsp; Randall waited until Anthony had positioned Candy, seated on her puppy haunches, before unstrapping Mimi, then hooking a finger under her collar, he guided her out of the milking rack, and turned her, face to face with Candy.&nbsp; Randall turned toward the camera, and winked, as the two bitches studied each other.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 09:05:44</strong>
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				MIMI – IN SHOCK AND DENIAL<br><br>Both Masters talked as I enjoyed the other puppy eating me. They chatted away in French and then Master Randall asked me something but I was too far gone for listening and talking. When I was finished Master untied my splayed knees from the milking machine frame and led me around in a small circle. I looked at the other dog who was now sitting up in the usual dog position.<br><br><em>That's The Club's dog-sit up position! I've seen some normal dogs in the park and in the street sit up but they don't stick their boobies out quite like that, or spread their knees to expose their parts quite so much!</em> Obviously different owners had different postures but The Club's 'sit' command required the most exposed position I'd ever seen. I had a fear then that this dog had come from The Club too which meant… which meant… she could probably think and speak.<br><br>My heart sank, though there was a small germ of hope there too. If she could talk we could be friends and share our adversity together. I looked in the pretty golden Labrador's face.<br><br>And froze.<br><br><em>I know this face! I know it! It's… God, it's you!</em> My mind lurched and I felt all the blood drain from my face. I shivered.<br><br><strong>"Lily? Is that you? Lily? It's me! Uh… I'm…"</strong> Suddenly I had no idea who I was! I couldn't say my own name! It was a complete blank. <em>You awful men! Why have you blanked that out?</em> I could remember daddy and mummy and nee-chan and nii-san quite clearly, their names too. Only… What was our family name? That wouldn't come either. This sudden weird discovery was a shock, and frightening, but not as big a shock as seeing the face before me.<br><br><strong>"Lily? What are you doing here? How can you be here?"</strong> She looked different of course but it was her for sure. The ears and differently cut hair and… I looked down… The much bigger chest. <em>Much</em> bigger. Horrid men had done things to her as well! She was pierced as I was. And her sex pierced too I saw then looked quickly away with shame for staring. It was still her! My mind began to come apart. This was too weird and shocking. How the hell did she get here? In my surprise all my talking was in Japanese which Lily knew since she had spent those months in Tokyo studying Asiatic Culture. It was how we had met, she had taken a room in our dorm and stayed for six months.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>26-01-2011, 21:08:09</strong>
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				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. &nbsp;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.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>27-01-2011, 16:28:51</strong>
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				<strong>"What a happy coincidence!"</strong>, Anthony said, turning to smile at the camera.&nbsp; <strong>"It appears that they know each other."</strong>&nbsp; He knelt beside Candy, and ran his hand over the smooth contours of the bitch's back, then to her collar, and hooking two fingers underneath it, tugged sharply.&nbsp; <strong>"Her name is not Shizuku, it's Mimi.&nbsp; If I hear you speak that name again, my little bitch, I'm going to take a whip to those lovely large tits that Master Randall is so fond of."</strong>&nbsp; He glanced at Mimi, the look of sudden shock still evident on her face, <strong>"And you, Mimi.&nbsp; Her name is Candy.&nbsp; If I hear you call her Lilly again, well, I'm still going to whip her tits."</strong>&nbsp; He gave a heavy shake of Candy's collar, eyes still on Mimi, <strong>"And you can watch."</strong><br><br>Randall had leaned against the bar, swirling, and sipping his drink, while watching the two shocked puppies.&nbsp; <strong>"Whatever you were before, is gone.&nbsp; You're both bitches.&nbsp; Fuck toys, and playthings."</strong>&nbsp; He nodded at Mimi, <strong>"Mimi already knows this, Candy.&nbsp; When we're all here, alone.&nbsp; You may speak.&nbsp; When there are others here, or we take you out, you're a mindless, happy bitch.&nbsp; Eager to fuck anything, and be fucked.&nbsp; By anyone, or anything."</strong>&nbsp; He reached behind the bar and pulled out a luridly bright green double ended dildo, fat and long, and tossed it to his brother, who snagged the rubbery thing out of the air.&nbsp; <strong>"Of course, you'll both need practice."</strong><br><br>Randall walked to Candy, and knelt in front of her, positioning his mostly empty glass beneath her dark, prominent teat.&nbsp; <strong>"We'll do half an hour, maybe forty five minutes with the dildo, then it's time for your enemas."</strong>&nbsp; With one hand on her tit, he milked several slow strokes into his glass.&nbsp; <strong>"We have it in mind to take the two of you out tonight.&nbsp; Introduce you to the neighbors, and let them use you."</strong>&nbsp; With one hand cupping her heavy breast, he looked her in the eye, <strong>"Some nice fat cocks to fill your wet little doggy cunt.&nbsp; And maybe, we'll have you and Mimi put on a little show for everyone."</strong>&nbsp; He gave her breast one firm squeeze, before leaning back, and placing his drink out of the way.<br><br><strong>"Mimi, come"</strong>, Randall commanded, reaching for her collar, and pulling her forward toward Candy.&nbsp; He spun her around, so she was again ass to Candy, and pushing between her shoulder blades, forced her down on her elbows.&nbsp; <strong>"Knees wide apart, Mimi."</strong>&nbsp; Anthony took it as his cue, and positioned Candy, simply tugging on her collar, and pushing against her, until she was ass to Mimi, and in the same position.&nbsp; As Randall watched, Anthony started with Candy, rubbing one head of the 14 inch dildo between the lips of her wet slit, wetting the silicon dong with her own juices, before pushing the head into her pussy, then gradually feeding several inches inside her. <strong> "You like this girl, don't you"</strong>, he asked, <strong>"You want it."</strong>&nbsp; He fucked the dildo in and out of her several times until the shaft was slippery wet.<br><br><strong>"Mimi, you're next.&nbsp; Back up."</strong>&nbsp; He grabbed her by the root of her tail, and tugged her back toward Candy, and the fat green dildo, still held by him in Candy's wet cunt.&nbsp; <strong>"Hold still..."</strong>, he warned her, as he rubbed the other end of the thick dildo against the fat round button of her exposed, and prominent clit, then pushed the round head inside her.&nbsp; He tugged Mimi back, until the two bitches were ass to ass, with just a small portion of the dildo visible between the two girl's pussies.&nbsp; <strong>"Ok pretty little bitches.&nbsp; Start rubbing those pussies together.&nbsp; We'll tell you when to stop."</strong>
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				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>31-01-2011, 12:26:30</strong>
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				MIMI, IN SHOCK BUT…<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Shizuku? Oh no … oh God … I’m sorry, I didn’t mean … this can’t be happening, this can’t … ohnoohGodnononoI’msorryI’msorrypleasethiscan’tbe happening!”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> <strong>"Shizuku?"</strong> I said the name in the Japanese way, quickly and all in one syllable. <em>Shzkuuh</em> was the sound. I knew it well. Then Lily burst into tears and I crawled forward and hugged her, my eyes flooding too. <strong>"Lily! How can this be you? What did they do to you?"</strong> I hugged her tight and we both burst into floods. <br><br>I could hear the men talking, the wicked sneers in their voices cutting through my crushed emotions, even though I didn't hear a word they said.<br><br>One of the Masters pulled at Lily's collar to drag her away from me and the other dragged on mine. I shook my head and batted at his hands with my useless glowed ones.<br><br><strong>"Get away! You're sick and wicked and evil! I hate you! How can you be so cruel?!"</strong> I was ranting all in Japanese, my emotional outburst made me forget the men would have no clue what I was saying although the emotion in my voice would be clear. Even then, despite the tears and the crying and my anger a thought came to me, sudden and crisp.<br><br><em>They don't know Japanese. And we do.</em> I looked at Lily through bleary vision, <strong>"We can talk in Japanese!"</strong> I squealed, still trying to pack in the same tone of anger and frustration to my voice, <strong>"They don't understand it!"</strong><br><br>We were tugged apart by both Masters, fingers under our collars. My crying was choked off and I struggled.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"…Her name is Candy. If I hear you call her Lily again, well, I'm still going to whip her tits. And you can watch."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I glared at Master Anthony, not understanding. His voice though was calm and syrupy and full of evil sarcasm. The man was sick. He was ill. He needed help. I made no answer but sniffed up my nose wetly where drool was hanging down.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Whatever you were before, is gone. You're both bitches. Fuck toys and playthings. Mimi already knows this, Candy. When we're all here, alone, you may speak. When there are others here, or we take you out, you're a mindless, happy bitch. Eager to fuck anything, and be fucked. By anyone, or anything. Of course, you'll both need practice."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I still did not understand much English so it was hard to take in anything my Masters said. I was becoming good at obeying gestures and signals and of course certain tones of voice needed no exact understanding, but all of what was going on here was lost on me.<br><br>More talking then, more that I didn't understand. As Master Anthony talked he knelt down to draw more milk from Lily's chest, squeezing her breast firmly but hardly paying it any attention like he was getting milk from a fridge – opening the door, pouring, closing the door again – like you would with an inanimate object as you chatted to a friend. I fumed at him and whimpered as he treated Lily like an object.<br><br>Then the most awful thing of all happened. Master Randall grabbed my collar and forced me around and pushed my nose to the stone tiles. I whined unsure what he wanted but glancing down between my heavy new breasts and parted back legs I saw my other owner had turned Lily around so our rear ends were almost touching. He brandished a fat plastic toy with a double end and I knew then what these men wanted. Lily was my friend! My dearest and best friend from America! We had had so many good times together in coffee bars and at the beach and at clubs and… <em>How did she get here? How did this happen? This is no coincidence! Someone twisted and wrong in the head somehow made this happen. But why? What did Lily do to deserve this?</em><br><br>I felt a painful tug at my tail and yipped in pain! Puppy tails hurt when you pull them! To get rid of the pain I went in the direction of the pulling and then felt the fat coloured toy pushed against me where I was dripping wet. I groaned, unable to prevent my body enjoying this. I groaned louder as the toy, thick and firm stretched my girl place wide open and was forced in deeper.<br><br><em>Oh God, no! Please! Not like this! Not with Lily!</em> My body twitched and clutched at the invading object and I moaned louder still. It felt so good, so long and fat… just what randy puppy bitches like me need up them! Suddenly my legs in their protective patterned thigh-highs felt Lily's legs as they slid beside mine. My left leg outside her right and her left leg outside my right. Then I felt the warm soft part of her rump touching mine and put my face to the floor and whined.<br><br><em>I can't do this! It's too sick and cruel! Please don't make me!</em> I began to cry again but as I cried I felt my hips begin to flick and roll and wiggle as my body's demands for pleasure overrode my demands from my brain to stop this cruel insanity. I gurgled and drooled on the tiles as pleasure soared inside me. I would cum easily and soon, I always did. My body was so messed up that anything in my sex made me have pleasure whether I wanted it or not.<br><br><strong>"Ooh!"</strong> I moaned, gurgling more, helpless to stop the intense waves of pleasure mounting as my hips gyrated more quickly and Lily's warm soft rump bounced off mine. I tried to detach myself from who this was. It wasn't Lily, it wasn't someone I loved and cared about. It was a toy. Just a toy. I imagined the one I used most with its strong sucker stuck to the tiled wall where I could back up onto it and ride it happily. <em>Yes! Oh yes! That's it!</em> If I shut out the fact it was Lily's behind I was bumping against (now faster and faster) and pretended it was a wall it was much easier. Easier to bring myself off.<br><br><strong>"Eeeyyyuuuuuurrrr-UUUURRRNNNN!"</strong> I growled in a long ragged moan as my cum crashed through me and I plunged and thrust on the rod, some rude wet slapping sound far away being my puppy backside against the wall. <em>Yes, a wall, that's what it was!</em><br><br>I stopped and knelt there but the wall didn't stop. The wall kept fucking me! <strong>"Uh-UHN!"</strong> I moaned in desperation as my body screamed out for more. The plastic penis still fucked me, the wall was moving it and then the wall made a loud shuddering cry but by then I was moving again. I moved faster and faster and by flicking my hips furiously up and down I could get my huge wet swollen clitty up against a soft wet part of the wall. That felt amazing! The wall was wet and soft and slippery and seemed to have a small bump on it like my own clitty!<br><br><strong>"Gao!"</strong> I whine-barked, <strong>"N-gao! NGAO! NGAAAAAH-OOOWWWWWOOOOOOOH!"</strong> Another peak came as I wailed like a banshee, like wolves cry in the night, sweat dropping off my face and my big pretty boobies tingling as I dipped my back and ground the pierced nipples along the tiles, slapping them down again and again to make them hurt and sting and feel so good!<br><br>I think only a few minutes had passed. How long did my Masters want me to ride my toy again? It seemed they wanted Mimi to enjoy lots of cums today. My toy was fat and hard and slick and my puppy-cunt was aching for it as deep as it would go. I came up out of my second cum just wanting more and with renewed vigour that I had gained since my dog metabolism was changed I howled eagerly and thumped my backside back violently against the soft warm object behind me. The one that had a nice nubbin to grind my own aching clitty against!<br><br>God! So good! Sex was so good when you were a dog! No wonder they fucked insanely in the park for hours! I didn't blame them. The only thing better than this was when the big boy-dogs at the club fucked me with their huge ones, ones so big I screamed as it felt like I was being torn. I was lost. In a whirl of sweat droplets, loud deranged panting, howls from cums again and again and the wet slapping sound of soft puppy behinds thumping together I lost all reason and existed only to cum one more time, just one more…
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				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>03-02-2011, 20:13:23</strong>
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				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 …
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>06-02-2011, 19:47:20</strong>
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				Randall And Anthony - Enjoying their doggies<br><br><strong>"Well"</strong>, said Anthony after the two bitches began fucking themselves in earnest, <strong>"I think they'll get along just fine."</strong>&nbsp; He moved back, and knelt in front of Candy, watching her with quite a bit of interest.&nbsp; <strong>"Her mouth is bigger than Mimi's....."</strong>&nbsp; He didn't have to explain further, and let the sentence trail off, Randall would understand, and the two naked girl-puppies so busily fucking each other were already beyond parsing human speech.&nbsp; It was, by their own pre-agreed rules, technically Randall that would get Candy for the night, but he well understood his brother's dilemma.&nbsp; He'd been given the nick name 'Trunk' on his college squash team, for good reason, and Randall didn't mind giving up his 'turn'.&nbsp; It would mean that he would enjoy Mimi, and she was a lively, and vocal fuck, especially after she'd been warmed up with a good whipping first.&nbsp; <br><br>Randall waved at Candy, who'd just cum for the...third, or maybe fourth time, he'd already lost count, <strong>"Why don't you take the new bitch for the night?&nbsp; I'll take Mimi."</strong>&nbsp; He leaned forward, peering beneath the two bitches, and watching as they ground their wet puppy cunts together so furiously,&nbsp; <strong>"And hell no, you don't get them both." </strong>&nbsp; Anthony already had his mouth open to suggest exactly that, then snapped it shut with a wry grin.&nbsp; <strong>"Thanks, Brother"</strong>, then switching to French continued, <strong>"Do you think the new bitch is ready to be taken out?&nbsp; In public?"</strong>&nbsp; Randal, by then, had one hand between Candy, and Mimi's asses, fingers wrapped around the slippery wet green dildo they were impaling their wet little pussies on, and looked up at his brother's question, and shrugged.&nbsp; <strong>"The club released her, and they wouldn't have if there were any doubts."</strong>&nbsp; <strong>"Any way"</strong>, he said, while wiping his cunt-soaked hand on Mimi's hungrily thrusting ass, <strong>"We show up a little late, after everyone's already started drinking, and we watch her closely.&nbsp; If we have to, if she screws up and says something, people will blame the booze for making them hear things, and we leave in a hurry."</strong><br><br>Randall picked up his drink, and stared into the mostly empty glass, eager for another, but forgetting which of Candy's tits he'd milked last.&nbsp; <strong>"Right side"</strong>, Anthony offered helpfully, <strong>"You're right handed, and you faced her last time, and filled your glass from her left breast."</strong>&nbsp; Randall was a bit jealous of his younger brother's prodigious memory, and ability to use logic to fill in the blanks, but his skills did come in handy, even though Anthony wasn't above showing off every now and then.&nbsp; <strong>"Right, thanks"</strong>, Randall said, switching back to English.&nbsp; Anthony scooted out of the way, as Randall knelt in front of Candy, and slapped her hard across her drool smeared face.&nbsp; Her eyes cleared, just for a moment, long enough for her to focus on Randall as he tugged on her collar, forcing her up on her paws.&nbsp; <strong>"This will serve as a test run.&nbsp; If she does well, we'll try the bitches at the park next."</strong>, he said while reaching beneath Candy, and stroking her right tit, <strong>"We can tie their leashes off on a bench, or something, and let every dog in the park take turns raping them."</strong><br><br><strong>"While we record it"</strong>, he added, while standing and swirling his then half filled drink.&nbsp; <strong>"Another five or so minutes, then we'll have to pry them apart, and start their enemas."</strong>&nbsp; Both the puppies were wet, drooly messes, pussies, and faces, even their asses, the insides of their thighs dripping wet, and both continued whimpering, and mewling as they ground their puppy cunts together, each cumming again...and again...and again.&nbsp; It was a cruelly effective way to control them.&nbsp; There was literally nothing they wouldn't do for a chance to find even temporary relief from the gnawing hunger for release that burned constantly within their girl bodies night and day.&nbsp; If it meant suffering the repeated humiliations of forced nudity, sex with whoever their Masters decided on, and pretending to be mindless bitches for a chance to get fucked, they'd do it, they'd beg for a chance to do it.&nbsp; Monsieur Marc was a genius, he'd recognized that unique potential weakness, and had exploited it, and eventually formed the Club, and attracted like minded men and women, keen to enjoy those sweet tortures.&nbsp; Randall turned, and looked over his shoulder as he walked toward the apartment, <strong>"Keep an eye on them Anthony, I'll get their enemas ready"</strong>.<br><br><strong>"Of course"</strong>, Anthony replied, moving back in front of Candy, and tilting her pretty face up toward his, <strong>"Take your time, Randy"</strong>&nbsp; Randall walked into the apartment, grumbling under his breath, <strong>"Randall, not Randy"</strong>, he detested the nickname, and the only one that got away with using it was his Brother.&nbsp; He had planned on giving Mimi a rather cool enema, which would cause cramping almost immediately, but since it was a festive occasion, he decided to give both puppies a treat, and administer very warm enemas instead.&nbsp; He added the other ingredients to his drink first, stirred it, then took an experimental sip before setting it to the side.&nbsp; He ran the kitchen tap until the water ran hot, then filled a large bowl, and began emptying the six blue bulbs he'd filled earlier for Mimi, and refilling them with hot water.&nbsp; They'd ordered another set for Candy, green instead of blue, along with two real enema kits, including nozzles, stands, and bags, (which hadn't arrived from the UK yet).&nbsp; Until the kits did arrive, the bulbs sufficed.&nbsp; He pulled the green bulbs from a kitchen cabinet, and filled them, and stacked them, along with Mimi's, (and his drink), on a wide plastic tray, and carried it back out onto the terrace.<br><br>Candy and Mimi were still at it, and Anthony was still watching with rapt attention, saying something to Candy that Randall missed over the constant whines, whimpers, and words the two bitches uttered in guttural, exquisite pleasure.&nbsp; <strong>"I think it's time we attempt to pull these two apart"</strong>, he said, while carefully setting the tray down on the floor near the two bitches.&nbsp; <strong>"You take Candy, since she's yours tonight, I'll take Mimi."</strong>&nbsp; Anthony hooked his fingers beneath Candy's collar, and waited for Randall to do the same with Mimi, then said, <strong>"Ok....now!"</strong>&nbsp; Together the two brothers pulled the wildly fucking puppies apart, still desperate to grind their pretty puppy asses together, until the well used dildo fell with a wet 'SCHLOP' onto the floor between them.&nbsp; <strong>"Good girl, Mimi"</strong>, Randall purred, while pulling her close to him, <strong>"Lots of cums for my slutty, shameless bitch!"</strong>&nbsp; He turned her around, positioning her with her face only inches from the shiny wet dildo that had spent the last half hour inside her, and commanded her, <strong>"Bottom's up, Mimi.&nbsp; Enema time"</strong>.&nbsp; <br><br>Anthony did the same with Candy, spinning her about, and leaving her to contemplate the slick wet fuck-toy she and Mimi had enjoyed together.&nbsp; He gave her ass one sharp slap, <strong>"You two reminisce, Candy.&nbsp; In English.&nbsp; And tell our pretty Mimi how much you enjoyed fucking her."</strong>&nbsp; With a wide grin, he grabbed one full green bulb, and after swiping it's tip between the swollen, and very wet lips of her pussy, taking advantage of her own copious amounts of natural lubrication, pushed the tip inside her anus, then slid the length of bulb's nozzle inside her, until the round portion of the bulb was nestled between the cheeks of her ass, and against the tight round pucker of her anus.&nbsp; <strong>"No leaking, Candy, or you'll be spanked"</strong>&nbsp; With that, he pressed the palm of his hand against the bulb, and pushed, forcing a pint of hot water into Candy.&nbsp; <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>14-02-2011, 21:23:59</strong>
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				CANDY, CONFUSED AND ASHAMED<br><br>“UNNGHH!! UNNGHH!!” I kept happily fucking myself against the dildo and the soft, warm, something, panting hard, sweating harder, oblivious to everything except my own lewd pleasures. The dildo sliding in and out of my sopping pussy felt delicious, sending me into a frenzy over and over again as … it … <em>aaahhh!! YES!!! AAHHH!!!</em><br><br>Each orgasm was better than the last!<br><br>A hard slap across the face – <strong><em>crraacck!!</em></strong> knocked me out of my blissfully decadent reverie. With my face stinging, I looked up, only to see the face of Master Randall, smiling at me with that awful smile of his. I realized that I’d been drooling … and that he’d been watching me fuck myself senseless with rapt attention. I let out a pathetic little whimper, and slowed down my bucking, fucking hips … but I didn’t stop. I <em>couldn’t.</em> That dildo felt way too good inside me, and …<br><br>… then Master Randall begin stroking one of my breasts again, with those long, lovely exquisite strokes of his fingers.<br><br>“Ohhh, ohhh, <em>yesss</em> …” I hissed. I couldn’t bring myself to look at Master Randall, but as he milked me with such firm, tender strokes, my body shuddered and I came again. My breasts were as much as source of my wicked little pleasures as my cunt, it seemed, and when he finished filling his glass and took his hand away, I whined. I wanted him to keep stroking my breasts, keep playing with them, keep making them feel good …<br><br>But I forgot about that, after a bit. The soft, warm something that kept fucking itself against me had picked up its pace, enough so that it was starting to slam the dildo into my ever-hungry pussy with harder and harder thrusts. I eagerly slapped my ass back against it, stuffing myself full of pleasure and cumming again with a loud cry. I didn’t even notice Masters Randall and Anthony leaving, until they came back to pull us apart.<br><br>Deep down, I knew that my soft, warm something was Mimi. So you would’ve thought I would’ve been glad to have our little fuck session end. But the truth … well, when Master Randall tried pulling me away from Mimi, I let out a frustrated scream.<br><br>“No, no, <em>no</em> …” I groaned. I’d been so close to another delicious cum, right on the edge of it … and then Master Randall turned me around so I could look into Mimi’s face. Mimi, my best friend, as much a victim as me … her face dripping with sweat and drool, just like mine. Her eyes glazed over with that need to be wantonly fucked, just like mine. And that wonderfully big, thick, green dildo, just inches from both our faces, messily coated with the efforts of our frenzied fucking.<br><br>I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to scream. Or cry. Or die. Or something.<br><br>But Master Anthony knew exactly what he wanted me to say.<br><br><em><strong>"You two reminisce, Candy. &nbsp;In English. &nbsp;And tell our pretty Mimi how much you enjoyed fucking her."</strong></em><br><br>“I … I …” Oh god. I couldn’t even look at her. But somehow, I couldn’t bring myself to lie.<br><br>“I … I, I l luh, loved it,” I stammered tearfully. Oh god. “I di, di, didn’t want to s,s,top, it felt so good, I <em>need</em> it, please, I need it … Mimi, I’m so sorry …”<br><br>I hated myself. So much.<br><br>Blubbing hysterically, I barely noticed Master Randall moving behind Mimi – or Master Anthony moving behind me. I yelped in surprise as Master Anthony began fingering the wet lips of my sex … and then, found myself desperately backing up against him, trying to push his fingers inside me. But Master Anthony moved his fingers away … and then, I felt something get pushed inside my rectum.<br><br>And something hot began to flood inside of it.<br><br>“AAHH!! Oh no, please <em>stop!</em>” I whined. I knew immediately what it was – I’d never gotten an enema before being converted, but while I was at the Club, I’d gotten several. Presumably to clean out my insides, so men could get more enjoyment from fucking my ass … and knowing that made me all sorts of terrified and excited at the same time. &nbsp;Getting fucked in the ass was a pleasure I was – unfortunately – growing to enjoy, but it still hurt, and it still scared me.&nbsp;<br><br>And while I’d found a guilty pleasure in enemas at the Club – there was something, well, sensual about them – they’d all be administered at the Club with lukewarm water. Master Anthony had chosen instead to fill my bottom with hot water, so as my tummy began to swell and my insides began to feel full, the tingly hot water felt very weird, and very uncomfortable. I whined, louder this time, trying hard to hold it in as he asked.<br><br>But I wasn’t very good at holding them in. At the Club, I’d been whipped twice for not holding in my enemas as long as I was supposed to … and I’d had my nose rubbed in the mess that’d flooded out of me as well for being a bad dog. With the hot water, I didn’t think I was going to last long …<br><br>“I’m sorry,” I began to whisper, crying again, “I don’t know if I can hold it, don’t be mad, I’m trying, I’m sorry, I’m sorry …”<br><br>My face turned bright red from humiliation and embarrassment. I found myself holding my breath, as I clenched my bottom and did my best not to leak … or simply just explode all over the floor in a filthy mess.&nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>02-03-2011, 21:21:38</strong>
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				MIMI<br><br>I whined crossly when one of my masters pulled me off the dildo. The suction dildo stuck on the wall. He then turned me round by my collar and pushed my nose down near the green dildo. I saw then how big it was and how far up me it had been... though still not as far as Master Anthony went... or some of those well hung boy-dogs at the club went into me.<br><br>The dildo stank of my own body and Lily's scent, though the stink was a fragrant one which I liked. Lily smelled nice, earthy, fresh and tangy and young. A good healthy smell. I supposed that was a good thing, at least if I had to have sex with her I might enjoy it as I'm sure I soon would if our two perverted masters had any say in the matter.<br><br>My mind came half back to occupy itself thinking about why Lily was here. I couldn't work it out though. I would ask her when I had the chance. Right now though, my doggy ears perked up at the word 'enema'. Much of the French or English the Masters spoke went over my head but the word 'enema' I had fixed in my mind when still a rental dog at the Club. At first I had hated them, that evil, nasty Chodomer-man had given me several and he delighted in torturing me by parading me around the gardens with my belly agonizingly full until, whimpering and whining with pain I was forced to let go and jet out a long stream of filth across the litter tray area while a dozen watching Club members laughed and took pictures.<br><br>That had been how it had started but after a week or two I had come to like them, first because they were sexy. There was no denying it, they turned me on. My fucked-up sexual needs found them arousing and that was all there was to it. Of course back in Japan I'd been aware of our own weird brand of enema torture porn videos; it had been something we specialized in for a long time so I knew it must turn people on either to experience them or watch a girl moaning while she received one. So other people found them sexy too.<br><br>But also after I had my enema from Chodomer I usually got taken up the bum. And that I really did like! I had taken to being fucked in the bottom as quickly and easily as I had taken to being fucked in my sex. I saw little difference between the two in how much they both felt so good yet the bottom sex was icky if I was dirty so the enema that left me clean meant I was always raped in my tighter back door afterwards by owners or dogs and by golly did I love that!<br><br>I knelt there, my face beside the wet dildo and watched Lily get the first bulb full from Anthony. I had seen the tray with six new green rubber bulbs alongside my six blue ones. Holding in six pints was impossible with my tiny body but I bravely tried each time because failure meant a whipping and if I tried my best, the Masters would at least know I was trying and be lenient on me.<br><br>And besides, kneeling there trying to keep five pints of water inside my rectum while Master Randall or Master Anthony tried to force a sixth pint in was something I just plain liked. The pain was a special kind of hurt that turned me on a lot.<br><br>I watched Lily be filled and waited my turn.
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				Post by: <strong>DngrMse</strong> on <strong>16-03-2011, 19:52:56</strong>
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				A Contest:&nbsp; <br><br>Randall ran his hands over Mimi's spread ass, as she settled herself gracefully into position, knees apart, and resting forward on her forearms. The men both knew she enjoyed her daily enemas, and there was no hesitation on her part, as she prepared herself for Master's attention, even whimpering softly once, as Randall spread the lips of her plump, wet cunt, and slowly rubbed the ball of his thumb over the red swollen button of her clit. <strong>"We have in mind, my lovely bitches..."</strong>, Randall said, while continuing to tease his thumb against Mimi's clit, <strong>"...Something of a contest."</strong> Before saying more, he picked up the first of Mimi's bulbs, and gently slipped the tip inside her pussy to lubricate it.&nbsp; <strong>"And the contest is, which of you can hold the most water!"</strong>, he finished with a flourish, while shunting the slick wet tip of the enema bulb in and out of Mimi's always hungry cunt. <strong>"The winner gets special attention, from the loser."</strong><br><br>Randall slipped the wet dripping tip of the enema bulb from Mimi's cunt, and positioned it carefully against the bitch's asshole. <strong>"We have some new toys, girls, and the winner gets to rummage through the toy box, and select the toy she want's the loser to use on her."</strong>&nbsp; Twisting, and wiggling, Randall pushed the elongated tip of the bulb past the tight resistance of Mimi's anus, and pressed the body of the bulb up against her. <strong>"Some of these toys are worn, some can be manipulated with your mouths, and some can be used with your hands"</strong> He pressed the heel of his hand against the fat round bulb, and pushed, forcing the hot water into Mimi's rather attractive girl/doggy ass. <strong>"The only rule, bitches, is that the loser gets no fucking, no cums, and no pleasure at all."</strong> <strong>"Of course"</strong>, he added while dropping the spent bulb to the side, and picking the up the next, <strong>"The winner can use the loser without toys, if she prefers. Your Masters will enjoy the show either way."</strong><br><br>Anthony, for his part, was focused on Candy.&nbsp; He and Randall had discussed the idea of various contests between the two young, and very pretty bitches, knowing their pasts, and wanting them to learn to view each other as sources of pleasure, and fostering a bit of competitive spirit between the two.&nbsp; For the delight of their Masters, and the humiliation of the two puppies, of course.<br><br><em>“I don’t know if I can hold it, don’t be mad, I’m trying, I’m sorry, I’m sorry …”</em> <br><br>He glanced down at Candy, as he slipped the first bulb from her tight little ass, and replaced it with the second. <strong>"Yes you can, Candy. Try hard, and Master Anthony will give you something special."</strong> Together, the brothers pressed the heels of their hands to second bulbs inserted into their bitch's anuses, and forced a second pint of hot water into their bowels. <strong>"And if you don't try"</strong>, Anthony said, with a grin, <strong>"Master Randall is very fond of whipping disobedient bitches"</strong>. With one hand, he reached under the naked bitch, and massaged Candy's abdomen, while keeping his hand pressed tight against the bulb, feeling it slowly deflate as the hot water flooded the girl's bottom.&nbsp; <strong>"Since you're new, Candy, we're giving you a handicap of two bulbs"</strong>, Anthony said, while slipping the tip of enema bulb from her ass, and tossing it aside.&nbsp; He pressed two fingers against the puppy's tortured anus, and growled a warning, <strong>"Hold it Candy, and keep your tail up"</strong>.<br><br><strong>"Try hard, pretty girl"</strong>, he said while massaging his fingers against the tight, yet quivering puckered ring of Candy's anus, resting his free hand on one cheek of her widely spread ass, <strong>"And you can make Mimi do anything you want"</strong>. Together, the two men each picked up another bulb, and after wetting their tips against the bitch's wet pussies, gently inserted them into their anuses.&nbsp; Anthony continued, <strong>"We have toys, nice toys, and Mimi can use them on your wet little cunt"</strong>. Pressing slowly, much slower than he'd introduced the first two bulbs of hot water to Candy's ass, Anthony pressed against the ribbed, round surface of the rubber bulb.&nbsp; <strong>"You'd like that, Wouldn't you Candy? Cumming again and again, while your own personal bitch fucked you, with whatever you wanted?"</strong>&nbsp; He reached beneath her, as he flooded her bottom with more hot water, and slowly, teasingly, expressed a stream of warm, white milk from her swollen breast.&nbsp; <strong>"Tell Master Anthony, Candy.&nbsp; What would you like Mimi to do to you?"</strong><br><br>He looked up, and winked at Randall, a broad grin on his tanned face, clearly enjoying his little game. <strong>"Tell me Candy. Would you like Mimi to take your pretty doggy nipples in her mouth, and suck you dry while Master Anthony fucks you?&nbsp; If you win, pretty girl, you get to choose, whatever you want".</strong> As he slipped the tip of the enema bulb from her bottom, he replaced it with his index finger, and slowly shunted it in, and out, effectively preventing her from expelling any of the warm water flooding her bowels. <strong>"And Candy..."</strong>, he started softly, <strong>"...explain the contest to Mimi. She doesn't understand enough English to have more than a vague idea what's going on"</strong>. Anthony kept his finger deep in Candy's anus as he readied her next bulb, listening as the two bitches engaged in a short conversation, none of which he understood, except possibly the word 'Hai', which he thought he heard uttered a couple times. Once the two puppy's had fallen silent, he twisted his finger back and forth in Candy's bottom, and asked her, <strong>"Are you ready for the next bulb, Candy?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>23-03-2011, 22:50:28</strong>
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				CANDY<br><br>I let out a louder cry as Master Anthony began to milk me, and as his fingers began to tease the folds of my aching cunt. It all felt so good … and his words, disgusting as they were, aroused me even more. Thinking of my nipples being sucked … and having a real cock inside me, pounding my welcoming pussy and flooding me with delicious hot cum …<br><br>“Please fuck me if I win, Master Anthony,” I blurted out, my voice trembling as he finished emptying the second bulb into me. “Please fuck me … Mimi can lick me … she can watch you fuck me, she can lick my clit and lick your cock, too … oh please …” The sinful thoughts were like a drug. The more I thought about what I wanted, the more I craved it, the more I needed to have it …<br><br>“Yes, please I need to cum!” I nodded, desperately eager. I didn’t care if it was Master Anthony, or Master Randall, or Mimi with the biggest strap-on she could find. I needed to be fucked rotten, again and again and again. It was all I could think about!<br><br>I slightly regained my senses – if only for a moment – when Master Anthony informed me that I needed to explain our little ‘game’ to Mimi. <em>Of course I do, she wouldn’t understand …</em> I thought. <em>But that means they don’t understand Japanese, then, or they’d do it themselves. Hmm.</em> I filed the thought away, not knowing if it would help us someday or not.<br><br>And then I realized just what I was about to say to her, to one of my closest and dearest friends.<br><br><em>Hi, we’re going to play a game. Winner fucks the loser!</em><br><br>I didn’t know if I could bring myself to say it. But I knew I had to. I saw the wicked smiles on the faces of Master Randall and Master Anthony, and I knew if I didn’t, what would follow would be ten times as disgusting and degrading. If it was just us … well, at least she was my friend. I could be gentle with her, or her with me … it would be okay. It could even be good.<br><br>Couldn’t it?<br><br>Crawling over to her, I started to explain this perverted monstrosity of a contest to Shiz – <em>to Mimi</em>, I reminded myself shamefully, <em>it’s Mimi now</em> – and I felt my heart break when I looked at my friend. No, not just break. <strong>Shatter.</strong> Master Randall stood behind Mimi, a gleeful look of wicked delight of his face as he filled my friend’s bowels with hot water … and Mimi smiled in bliss. She looked so perfectly happy – and <em>excited</em> – to be abused and tormented by him, wriggling and sighing with utter joy as he teased her cunt. She eagerly nodded and whimpered with raw, lustful pleasure as Master Randall finished with one bulb, then began to administer another.<br><br>I realized that looking at Mimi was like looking into my own not-too-distant future. I was looking at what I might – what I <em>would</em> – become. And it terrified me … mostly. But there was a small part of me – a part I desperately hoped was part of my conversion, and not a part of <strong>me</strong> – that was incredibly excited at the thought of becoming like her. Happy at what she’d become, happy to be relentlessly raped and abused and fucked, over and over … <br><br>… and that terrified me even <em>more</em>.<br><br>“Mimi?” I said in a trembling voice, speaking in Japanese. “Mimi, the men … Masters Randall, and Anthony, they …” I closed my eyes. I couldn’t bear to look at her smile when I spoke to her. “They want us to have a contest. They … they want to see … who can hold the water inside our tummies … who can hold it the longest,” I said. “Whoever lasts the longest … gets to use the loser … to pleasure them. So if you win … you …”<br><br>I felt tears welling up in my eyes again.<br><br>“… you get to use me to pleasure you,” I said softly.<br><br>I whined as I felt a tugging on my tail. I let out a little mewling cry as Master Anthony dragged the tip of his enema bulb across the wet slit of my sex, and then inserted it into my rectum. “oooOOHHH!” I whined, as more hot water flooded my insides. My stomach felt hard and painful as he filled me up … but the sensation of the water being driven up my ass … oh god … it felt <em>so</em> good. <em>Really</em> good. Even with the hurt, and even though I didn’t think I could hold it for very long at all …
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Haibane</strong> on <strong>28-03-2011, 10:27:52</strong>
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				MIMI<br><br>Master Randall now talked a lot in that sing-song voice that sounds like he's teasing me or planning something devious. I picked up that something naughty was going to happen but the details were lost on me. I knelt there and watched Lily have a second bulb slipped between her back legs by Master Anthony and then I too felt Master Randall slide a finger over my hugely swollen and aching clitty-bud. I whined in pleasure as he teased me and then the blunt nozzle of one of mine between my lips to stir it about and get lubrication on. I whined a little at the lovely feeling and pushed back onto it as he shunted it in and out a few times, fucking me with it, before he slipped it out and pushed it into my behind. I put my tongue out and panted happily as the extremely hot water coursed into me, my ears going back and my snout lifting in pleasure.<br><br>I love hot water, up to the point of pain the hotter the better, in fact really hot water that is almost painful is the best as it surges inside me. I remained still, my eyes watching Lily as she knelt side-on to me, Master Anthony behind her filling her bottom. I wondered how long she had been a dog and how often she'd had enemas and fuck-fucks up the behind. A mental picture of Master Anthony mounting her and fucking her while she knelt there and squealed in pleasure and her huge titties banged backwards and forwards, dribbles of milk flicking off her nipples… <em>oh... oh my… so hot!</em> I felt embarrassed to even think such things about my friend but I couldn't help it, my brain wouldn't stop thinking how good she'd look with a thick cock in her bum as she wailed in pleasure riding it.<br><br>I closed my eyes in shame, <em>It's not my fault, Lily. Please forgive me, it's not my fault I have these thoughts…</em><br><br>Master Randall fucked me a bit with the second bulb-tip before emptying a second pint in. I growled and slobbered and shook my head it felt so good! As he filled me I even shunted my hips back and forth a little, pushing the tip deeper into my anus just to enjoy the feeling. I wiggled on it to so it moved inside me and panted away in heat.<br><br>We each got a third pint then and I squeezed my belly tight, closing my inner pipes up and squeezing the water up deeper into my body so the rectum was emptied and the hot liquid sloshed higher up into my colon and tubes towards my bowels. It was a trick that evil Chodomer-man had taught me and it allowed me to have a much greater capacity – much to <em>his</em> amusement of course.<br><br>Then Master Anthony talked to Lily in a different tone and she looked at me with an odd expression on her face. She walked over… I no longer think of it as 'crawling' for us it's walking and began to speak. Her voice was full of embarrassment and awkwardness. She spoke in Japanese and at once I knew what it was the Masters had been saying in English. Now I understood!<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Mimi? Mimi, the men … Masters Randall, and Anthony, they … They want us to have a contest. They … they want to see … who can hold the water inside our tummies … who can hold it the longest. Whoever lasts the longest … gets to use the loser … to pleasure them. So if you win … you … you get to use me to pleasure you.”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div> I saw her start to cry, the situation was so evil and wicked. Now I understood. Somehow, someone had found out that Lily was my friend and when she was a dog they'd arranged to have her shipped here so Master Anthony and Master Randall could shame and tease us and hurt us more! How had this happened exactly? I had no idea, there seemed so many loose ends and un-answered co-incidences… I shook my head and put aside trying to think about it, it just made me more and more angry and if I let emotions like those come in then I'd get wilful and stubborn and of course the I'd disobey and I knew what happened when I did that. I was beaten, severely, and got no sex for days. That was worst of all, worse even than the beatings, having my toys taken away and being tied up and left - made to suffer no pleasure for a couple of days, unable even to touch myself or rub my sex on something.<br><br>I nodded at Lily, <strong>"Hai,"</strong> I said simply, giving her an encouraging smile, <strong>"Hai. Good luck, please try your best, Lily."</strong> At least using Japanese the Masters couldn't understand our conversations. Lily then moaned loudly as Master Anthony pushed another bulb (her fourth pint?) into her behind. Lily's face was just a foot from me and every nuance of her expression was visible. Her eyes closed and her head shook a little and she let out a low wanton moan of mixed pleasure and discomfort. I then closed my eyes and whined in pleasure as Master Randall gave me my fourth pint, firstly though he dug the nozzle into my sex and wiggled it about, stirring up all my naughty puppy juices there and making me grind my hips back onto it uncontrollably.<br><br>I squeezed internally again and felt the heat and swollen feeling go deep, deeper up me, up all my coiled tubes in my guts as the enema filled me deep. My tummy was getting bloated and hard and Master Randall rubbed and patted it while I rolled my eyes trying to contain the huge volume. We each had four pints in us now and I don't know how Lily was feeling but I could sense my limit in sight. I fought the mounting cramps and remembered how the Chodomer-man had tortured me and threatened me with such whippings if I released early. Those memories helped me hold on tight to the hot water and I wiggled my behind as though asking for more.
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				Title: <strong>Re: [EX] Oh My Two Dogs! [Appartements Azure Royale]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Zillah</strong> on <strong>08-04-2011, 20:51:26</strong>
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				CANDY<br><br>I watched as Master Randall played with Mimi, filling up her behind with bulb after bulb of hot water … and I watched with a certain amount of envy. The lewd, blissful smile on Mimi’s face told me how much she loved the enemas, and that for her, they were almost as good as a cock in the ass. I found a certain amount of pleasure in them – the enemas, and the assfuckings – but I could tell that Mimi had much more experience with them, and enjoyed them far more than I did. For me, there was still a certain amount of uncomfortable pain from having my ass invaded, and I hadn’t quite managed to associate the pleasure and the pain together. Clearly, Mimi had.<br><br>I nodded, as Mimi wished me luck. “You do the saaAAAHHH!!” I tried to say, but then I found Master Anthony grabbing at my legs, yanking me back towards him. I squealed as another nozzle found its way into my rectum, and more unbearable hot liquid poured into my insides. The pleasure from the enemas was mounting, but so was the agony – as the sloshing heat welled further and further inside me, I felt my insides start to cramp violently. I also felt Master Anthony’s fingers parting my sex as he filled me to my breaking point – first one finger shunted itself into my slippery folds, then another, and I found myself mewling and whining as I started fucking myself against his hand.<br><br>“Ohhh … ohh, I want … I need …” His hand pleasuring me brought all sorts of wicked thoughts into my head. I wanted his cock in my ass, not the unbearably hot water … I wanted Master Randall’s cock inside me too … I wanted both of them, in both my holes, at the same time, filling me with their delicious cum, with Mimi cleaning me with her mouth after they left their messy spend inside me … <br><br>More tears ran down my face. I couldn’t tell if they were tears of sorrow, or joy. Maybe both.<br><br>My flat tummy had swelled to obscene proportions … or at least it felt that way. It was hard as a rock, and I could feel the swelling curve growing ever larger and outward, even as the hot water splashed relentlessly around my insides. I was sure there was some trick to properly keeping it inside, but I didn’t know it, and the cramps were growing worse and worse …<br><br>… and then I felt it. The sense that I couldn’t hold it anymore.<br><br><em>Any of it.</em><br><br>As good as Master Anthony’s fingers felt on my needy pussy, I suddenly bolted away from him, scrabbling along on my hands and knees, desperate to find a bathroom. My insides were about to explode, and I knew if I voided myself all over their carpet, I’d be whipped within an inch of my life, or subjected to some fould perversion a million times worse than I could ever imagine …<br><br>“I can’t hold it,” I babbled frantically, “I can’t, I can’t, I can’t …”<br><br>I found myself in the kitchen. Pristine, glistening, immaculate … and with a beautiful tiled floor. I still couldn’t see a bathroom … and I felt my bowels start to give.<br><br>“I’M SORRY!” I cried out, as what felt like gallons of water to me began spewing forth from my stretched and battered insides. The sweet relief of voiding myself felt absolutely wonderful … and humiliating. I felt the water rushing out, pouring all over my thighs and the backs of my legs, and the floor, and sighed … and immediately cowered, expecting punishment. Desperately, I looked around for something to clean up the mess I’d just made. <br><br>“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” I whispered fearfully as I darted around the kitchen, “I’ll clean it up, I’ll be good, I won’t do it again …” The thought that I’d lost to Mimi hadn’t even entered my mind. I was more worried about disappointing Masters Randall and Anthony.
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