East Coast Slavers Organization

East Coast Slavers Organization – I: A Caribbean Adventure

Chapter 08 – Puppy Love (or Aaron's Blood Boils Over)

Rather than jimmy the lock on the kennel, and possibly leave a trace of his visit, Robert simply ran around the building and climbed over the chain-link dog run. "Wonder why she didn't have tops built over the runs? It would stop prowlers like me," he asked himself. To get inside he just crouched down and crept inside through the large-size doggie door.

The kennel was dark and gloomy inside. He could make out three sets of cages, each with their own opening to an outside dog run and a latched chain link door. His run was vacant and the latched door had no lock. He carefully lifted the latch and silently moved into the room. Nothing in the next pen either.

At the last run, Robert stopped. He could barely make out the form of a naked woman lying on a rubber mat within the 4-ft by 6-ft enclosure. It was dark, but he could see that there was some kind of leather hood over the hog-tied girl. "This has gotta be her pet, the former Marie Mathis." He then quickly flashed his flashlight across her body. He nearly gasped in shock at what he saw.

"Holy mother of God! May you burn in hell Patsy baby." Robert could barely control himself looking down at the disfigured thing that was in front of him. He muttered to himself, "Doctor Kay must be a real piece of work."

Since a hood obviously covered her eyes, he used his flashlight to more leisurely examine the girl and her surroundings. A brass plaque on the pen's door proclaimed that the girl was 'Puppy'. He sighed, "And your predicament never really changed anything for that cow Patricia. She is still in big legal problems due to her greediness." His roving light revealed that her door latch was obviously beyond the reach of the disfigured girl.

He would only later discover the full extent of what the evil doctor had done to exact her revenge against the nosy and determined insurance investigator. As a highly skilled plastic and reconstructive surgeon, Doctor Kay had everything she needed to rebuild her nemesis into a real pet. Puppy's body had been morphed into something too non-human, too grotesque to easily fit within society again.

Robert couldn't help himself; he laid his backpack down on the concrete floor and opened the latch on the pen's door. He walked in and crouched down next to the girl. Her elbows were yanked behind her back by a short chain connected to elbow cuffs. From the middle of this chain, another chain ran down her body to her ankles. While not extreme bondage, Marie was far from comfortable in the helpless hogtie. Robert could see many of the modifications that the cruel Doctor Kay had subjected her pet to. Ignoring her appearance, he ran his hands softly down her smooth naked body.

Marie twitched violently as she felt the unexpected caress. Marie knew that she was not a pain slut. Over a year ago, Doctor Kay had explained the entire process of her 'conversion' to the shocked captive. Doctor Kay wanted to abuse, humiliate, and dominate the girl with no chance of her ever getting any sexual satisfaction. Pet was viciously abused – beatings, whippings, painful bondage, and constant humiliation were to be her role in life. In a year, she had not felt anything positive like the few minutes of caressing she now felt. Marie knew it could not be her owner. She wondered who this person was that gently smoothed her skin.

Robert sadly continued caressing the pitiful thing for far too long. He was in danger each minute he delayed. If Doctor Kay returned unexpectedly, he would probably kill her in his current mood.

Unbeknownst to Robert or Steve, after Marie was delivered to her clinic, Doctor Kay immediately started with her long-dreamed about revenge. First, she used a laser to permanently remove every follicle of hair on the unconscious girl's body. Even her eyebrows and the hair on her head were gone forever. She then performed a series of plastic surgeries. First, she desecrated the young lady's nose. After hours of surgery, Marie now had a round, flat, pug-style nose. The look wasn't remotely human; in fact, it was intended to mimic a puppy.

Patricia then sculpted the helpless girl's ears into a much larger size. While the effect might have been elf-like, what Doctor Kay did was to build floppy ears that folded down exactly like a pug.

Doctor Kay had purchased a full set of tattoo tools in preparation for Marie's arrival. Ultimately, she became quite skilled from all the practice she had on poor Marie. Doctor Kay tattooed in the breed's characteristic black muzzle, eye patches, and ears. The doctor tattooed a series of lines across her face to simulate the effect of a pug's loose facial skin. Poor Marie was lucky that Doctor Kay went for a tattooed puppy look rather than the truly ugly loose face folds of an adult pug.

Further down her body, Doctor Kay did more of a conventional modification to the girl's breasts. Even in the dim light, Robert could see what might be full E-cup breasts. Lying mostly on her back, her breasts pouched out on either side of her ribcage. Robert ran his hands one of her sides and felt the huge bulge of her breasts. Even unable to see, or notice, all the extreme changes made by the evil Patricia Kay, Robert was in shock at the obvious changes made to her arms and legs.

Desiring to completely humiliate the nosy investigator, Doctor Kay had definitely crossed the line when she started cutting on Marie's arms and legs. She had removed some of the toes on the girl's feet and surgically altered what was left into dog-like rear paws. Robert ran his hands down her legs and then rubbed her poor feet. It felt like Puppy's ankle and elbow cuffs were riveted on permanently. "At least they are leather-lined, probably over steel mesh from the feel of it," he thought to himself. Robert continued his examination of her hands. His own questing fingers felt round paw-like hands instead of a normal hand and digits. "It's too dark here to tell what the doctor has done to you, … poor thing," he muttered.

Robert couldn't tell during his brief examination of the captive woman, but both of Marie's elbows and knees were altered to limit the range of motion of each joint to a maximum of 90 degrees. Thus, Puppy could no longer extend her limbs, walk upright, or reach and grab anything.

Above the crease of her ass, a short black tail was fabricated and grafted to the base of her spine. Robert thought to himself, "Poor Puppy can probably no longer sit in a chair like a human." He did try and find humor in the situation by wondering how she would look when performing a good 'beg'.

In his pity and shock, Robert never noticed the changes made to her vagina and pussy mound by the vengeful doctor. Using a piercing needle when Marie was fully awake, and without any numbing agents; Doctor Kay made nearly a hundred holes, each with a small gold ring, all the way around her cuntal mound. The effect was as if the binding of a spiral notebook were wrapped around her pussy and labia. Doctor Kay then permanently attached a stainless steel triangular cup that she had fabricated to the thick row of rings – they mated perfectly. The cup was lined with spongy-soft, ½-inch neoprene. The device worked exactly as Doctor Kay intended. Marie could get no sensation to her clitoral area or her pussy through the hard shell. The soft lining prevented any sensation from getting through and focusing on her sensitive nerves.

The shield could not be removed, for either sanitary purposes or urination. The only concession Doctor Kay made was that she cut a series of narrow slots in the face of the cup that allowed urine and menstrual fluid to dribble through. Unless her owner washed her, Puppy's legs and anus stayed pretty gamey. During her menstrual cycle, the Doctor would use a spray nozzle to somewhat flush any crusty build-up between the cup and her cuntal mound.

As he turned to leave, he vowed to somehow get ownership of Puppy and ease her pain. If Robert knew what else Doctor Kay had done to Puppy's mouth and throat, he would certainly have stayed to ambush and slaughter the evil perpetrator.

The last of the modifications hidden from Robert's view were alterations to Marie's mouth and throat. Doctor Kay pierced her tongue and placed in a series of six big, black porcelain pearl-shaped studs. Mercifully, she did medicate Marie before she extracted most of her teeth. Her four molars and four canine teeth were spared; however, each of these were ground down to studs. After taking a series of impressions of her upper and lower jaw, Doctor Kay fabricated an upper and lower tray that smoothly mated with her gums and allowed the studs to nest up into recessions. Once epoxied in place, Marie could only gum food in her toothless mouth. Doctor Kay had capped each gum-colored tray with a soft layer of black rubber. Pet could no longer bite anything – food or her owner. Another side-effect was that between the large black enamel pearls on her tongue, and the soft pads on her gums, Marie could no longer swallow efficiently; she now constantly drooled.

For 'dress-up', Doctor Kay had also fabricated another appliance that replaced the black rubber pads. The two-piece appliance had long, oversized canine teeth. When Puppy wore this device, her mouth couldn't close completely and her lips could not cover the teeth. Thus, she constantly 'grinned' like a real dog.

Doctor Kay also performed surgery on the girl's larynx so that her voice box could no longer make any high-pitched sounds. Grunts, growls, and bark-like sounds were all she was now capable of making. Further, the voice box modifications muted the few sounds she could make. Puppy can't project her gruff 'voice' beyond a few feet.

Puppy had provided Doctor Kay with tremendous pleasure during the past year. Most nights she slept in her owner's bed with the same hog-tie bondage she wore when Robert soothed her with his caresses. In Patricia's bed, Puppy normally laid on her tummy with her tongue rooting in her owner's sweet pussy. Puppy's neck and tongue muscles developed along with her skill at oral sex during a year's worth of nightly tonguing and sucking. She was a 'world-class' cunt lapper. Patricia was so warped that Puppy's oral stimulation provided her the only sexual gratification she needed. Doctor Kay often would lay back naked on several pillows with her legs widely spread. She would then grab Puppy's soft floppy ears and drag her unfortunate little pet up to her pussy. Puppy was simply a bionic version of a battery operated pussy massager/vibrator. With the doctor's hands guiding her head, Puppy knew exactly where to lick. The harder the doctor yanked on her bionic pussy eater, the harder Puppy sucked, chewed, and lapped deep into her aromatic cunt. No power cord was needed and the batteries never gave out.

Robert cradled the bound puppy in his arms and made his way to the kennel's front door. He was in a dangerous mood. The door was alarmed, but the master box was dead and unable to 'notice' the unauthorized opening of the door. He laid the hogtied girl on the sidewalk while he ran back for his bag of burglary tools and her nameplate from the kennel door. Then it was time to return to the doctor's master bedroom.

Robert stood and admired the special beauty of Puppy below him on the soft bedroom carpet. She was still hooded and bound in soft straps. Robert could now see the beautiful artwork that adorned every inch of her body. Her shapely form was inked exactly as a puppy pug would look. He knelt down and gently started to unbind Puppy. He unclipped her elbow chains from across her back and removed the connecting chain running down to her permanently hobbled ankles. He gently stroked her smooth limbs to get circulation going. He pulled Puppy onto her side and placed her hooded head on his lap. Puppy's luscious breasts moved erotically from one side of her chest to the other in the movement. Robert couldn't resist the temptation. His first touch felt good to both of them; her skin was velvety soft, but the breast meat underneath was firm and full. Puppy almost swooned from the unexpected pleasure. She had been denied affection for so long that anything felt almost orgasmic. Her long abused nipples plumped up with blood from the kneading and manipulation. Puppy's limbs started moved in slow, involuntary motions.

Leaving her head on his lap, Robert quietly leaned back to grab a pair of bolt cutters. The cutters made quick work of the short hobble chain connecting the girl's deformed feet. He then, rather more slowly and with extreme difficulty, started removing one ankle cuff. After finally getting through the steel meshed cuff dressed in black leather, he leaned back and rested. While he pondered what to do, he absently continued to massage and knead the still form in front of him. Puppy didn't dare move in case whoever was comforting her changed their mind and returned to the type abuse she was now conditioned to accept.

Minutes later, only one of the four cuffs remained on Puppy. Robert left her right ankle cuff on in case she needed to be restrained, albeit in a much more humanitarian fashion that Doctor Kay would have chosen.

Next, he turned to remove the slave's hood. It was locked into place with small decorative locks. A small pair of lineman's pliers quickly dealt with the thin shanks on the locks. Robert gently unzipped and unfolded enough of the shiny black leather hood to get it started off Puppy's head. He wasn't really shocked to discover that the tattooing continued up, completely covering the girl's head. "Her hair and eyebrows are completely gone," Robert observed to himself as he continued to gently caress Marie. "Shhhh, everything will be alright. I am going to make things a lot better for you," he reassured Puppy who tried to focus her eyes. The bright lights and events of the last fifteen minutes completely overwhelmed the poor girl.

The bedroom's light revealed Puppy's facial surgery to Robert. "You really are a special girl, aren't you?" he asked the girl while disguising his shock at the doggy nose and ears revealed to him. She made no verbal response other than to rub the side of her head against Robert's lap. His cock had been erect since he first set Puppy down on the soft bedroom carpet. Robert gently moved the girl's head from his lap back down to the rug and said, "Let's see what you look like my little pet."

Puppy was thrilled to hear concern and respect in a voice. She warily extended her limbs as much as her deformed joints would allow, still not sure if this was another cruel trick of Doctor Kay. After all, she was still in the witch's bedroom and home. She saw his chest blocking her view of his face while the hands kneaded her breasts and belly, working down toward her midriff. They paused suddenly when the pussy shield was encountered.

"What is the fuck is this! … A chastity belt or some such thing?" Robert thought as he almost reeled in shock from the find. "Is there no end to what that bitch did to you girl?" he quietly asked the tormented girl below him. He saw what he thought were hundreds of small golden hoops connecting the black device against her pubic mound. Only his military training and experience allowed Robert to continue. He again reached blindly beside him for the lineman's pliers while keeping his other hand reassuringly on her belly.

He snipped and snipped, slowly removing clips one by one. Each had to be cut twice and the small section of gold wire remaining in her piercings was then carefully threaded free. Finally, he was complete and he almost fearfully lifted the triangular piece of steel free. It revealed a tattooed pubic mound devoid of hair, but crusted over with smelly, dried deposits. "Oh, girl. What do we do about your hygiene?" he asked while gently looking up to her face. "Don't worry we'll get you cleaned up," he added with a grin.

Robert glanced from her face to his watch. "Damn, another hour gone messing around in the kennel and here," he observed to himself. It was true. The time was now 11:00. "The medical function should end about now," he mused. "Then it's about an hour drive, plus whatever delay she faces at the valet stand."

He quickly pulled out his cell phone and dialed the west coast. "Yo, man. I gotta update for you," Robert announced as soon as Steve picked up the call. He continued, "I'm still waiting for your sister. I think that her movie will be ending soon. Since her cell phone has probably been off, I've not yet contacted her about the new arrangements. To make this a real surprise, I need a little delay. Can you call her and get her to sit down, maybe in the lobby there, and go over old times or something."

Realizing the pressure that Robert was under, Steve quickly replied, "OK, I'll call now and keep calling for ten minutes. If you don't hear back in ten, then I am chatting with her. Once we are done, I'll call back and let you know she's on her way to the surprise party."

"Thanks buddy, and by the way … I found the most adorable little bitch pug puppy tonight. I want to make sure that I can keep her. She has been in a bad situation with her prior owner and I think she would be good for me."

"Ha, ha, ha," Steve chuckled at the other end, "Buddy, if you clean this mess up, you can keep the puppy and whatever else you find out there. This is a big deal to me."

"Got it, I'll hear from you soon," and Robert ended the call. He turned to Puppy and said, "Well girl, I hope you like your new owner. I just adopted you."

She smiled for the first time in more than a year and moved her head toward Robert.

"I hope that means yes. Cause if things work out right, then you might also get to fix things a little bit between you and Doctor Kay."

Puppy started to recoil and a look of concern flashed across her face.

"No, no, little one," he reassured her. "That bitch will never bother you again. If I have my way you can have some payback in a few days' time." He decided that he could really get into touching this fascinating creature and his hands just wouldn't stop their caressing motions over her voluptuous body. "Stay put," he ordered and moved into the bathroom.

Robert found some bath beads beside the oversized tub and added them to the water as it started to cascade in from the golden faucet. While the tub filled, he moved back to the bedroom and peeked out the window. His clock now indicated 11:10 and the cell phone remained silent. "Maybe we have some time to get you clean and become acquainted," he said turning to Puppy who was staring at him with her dark eyes. Her pug-like features made her look a little sad.

Puppy could not believe the sensation of the warm sudsy water as he gently lowered her down into the tub. It was the first time she had felt warm water in over a year. The bath was to be the first time she was clean since the tattooing ordeal ended. She silently watched while the man carefully placed his cell phone, what looked like a gun, clothes, toothbrush and toothpaste, and towels on the vanity counter. He quickly stripped off his clothes. She observed his trim, but nearly heavy, muscular build. The man's cock was erect and when bent up, she thought it might hit his belly button. "Damn, he's big all over," she thought with delight. The disfigured and crippled Puppy had not received affection or an orgasm for at least 14 months.

Robert stepped into the warm and aromatic tub and slid down alongside his new pet. His hands quickly took possession of her body and started caressing her. He leaned forward to kiss her forehead and said, "Baby, my name is Aaron." "Shit," he thought I just blew it and told her my real name. Three alternate identities thrown away in an instant."

Robert reached up and firmly grabbed her head between her hands. "Little one, this is not a threat; but, you gotta realize that my true name is Aaron. It was love at first sight back there in your pen. I only hope your temperament is a sweet as it looks to me."

Actually, Marie Mathis had been anything but sweet. As a young, and very bright, investigator in a cutthroat business dominated by men, she was tough, determined, and persistent; hence her run-in with the evil doctor. At twenty-six, Marie had focused everything on her job. She had hoped that success from exposing Doctor Kay would give her a golden key in the insurance investigative business. Puppy's last birthday was uncelebrated and lonely as the abused slave of the woman she had hoped to throw in prison.

Puppy was no longer the confident and self-sufficient woman she was 14 months ago. She happily squirmed against Robert's chest and her paws clasped his chest pulling them together. Puppy's muzzle opened, and her tongue started to lick and kiss her new Master's face while her legs slid over his waist.

"Crap, wait here, I forgot something Puppy," Robert startled Puppy with his violent movement and water splashed all over the bathroom. "I just forgot to douse the bedroom lights in case she gets here unexpected." Robert quickly turned off the bedroom lights and fully opened the bedroom's drapes. He then opened both full-sized doors into the bathroom and moved toward some candles on the sunken tub. "Might as well get some mood lighting in here, … and don't worry about that bitch's bathroom floor. She will never worry about this place again."

With that, he turned out the bathroom lights as well. A soft flickering glow now filled the room. He slid back into the tub and said. "First things first girl, ... open up so I can brush your mouth clean. My guess is you haven't been clean in a long time."

Puppy nodded her head and dutifully opened her mouth wide. Her modified jaws and tongue were now exposed. Robert still didn't know about the vocal cords, although he was starting to suspect something from her continued silence; and, he had no idea her joints were no longer fully functional.

Robert saw the array of black porcelain pearls covering Puppy's tongue and the toothless bridgework that adorned her mouth. He murmured, "Poor, little puppy, … you really have had a hard time."

She slightly nodded her head up and down in response.

"I want to see your tongue better. Hold it out as far as you can and try not to gag," he directed his little pet.

She felt both his hands explore both the top and bottom of her tongue. Then she felt a strong tug as his fingers grabbed a stud from the top and bottom. His hands twisted in her mouth, moving from side to side.

"Yes, these things have a threaded base. That's the first one," he said with some triumph. Robert then continued to take out all of the awful studs, leaving only one near the tip of her tongue. Then he felt all around her gum line to be sure that the dental bridgework was permanent. "There are no teeth under this are there?" he asked as his hands were came out of her mouth.

Puppy shook her head no. She saw that he took everything in stride. He grabbed a toothbrush and dabbed toothpaste on it. Without another word, he held her lower jaw and brusquely and vigorously cleaned her mouth and tongue with the bristles. He let her rinse her mouth with water and directed her to spit it back into the glass.

"Now, where were we? Ahh, yes. Cleaning my smelly little Puppy." His happy voice dispelled any lingering thoughts that he might start to find her repugnant – the doctor constantly harped upon her ugliness and unacceptability to humanity. He grabbed a washcloth and doused it with liquid soap. "Time to clean the rest of you, my sweet," he said.

To Puppy it was like being reborn in heaven. She was warm and getting clean. Master's hands felt wonderful briskly rubbing her skin with the bubbly cloth. Her pelvis arched forward against his hand as the roaming cloth started to scrub away the crusty buildup around her pussy. It circled and circled, moving blood into her labia while she became clean for the first time in many months.

Robert set the cloth down and slid out of the tub again. Like before, water slid of his muscular body, drenching the floor even more. Naked he crouched down before the first vanity and searched through the drawers and shelves. He found what he wanted and got back in the tub again. "I want you squeaky clean; inside, and out," he proclaimed as his hands displayed two boxes containing feminine douche kits.

Puppy's face flushed and she thought, "I can't believe that I still have some prudishness left after what that bitch has put me through." She could also feel the blood flowing into her pussy, engorging her lower lips. "God, I wish he would just fuck me," she though wantonly to herself.

Moments later she, was crouched naked on the floor; dripping suds everywhere as he threw towels at her from the bath's linen closet. She felt herself covered in soft, fluffy bath towels and then he vigorously started to towel her dry.

Robert was in a hurry. He was worried about Patricia coming home any time and he was dreadfully horny. He was also completely focused on the form crouched down under him. "Her limbs won't extend," he thought to himself. He added, "Doctor Kay will have to fix that before I deal with her. This entire operation has been 'seat of the pants'. So much for prior planning."

He left the girl covered in towels with a quiet, "Stay Puppy," and got the bed ready. The naked girl was just getting comfortable on the soft bed when the cell phone rang. It was Steve.

"I just finished talking with my sister," Steve started right off. "She wasn't too happy about it, but we ended up talking for 30 minutes. Is her surprise ready yet?"

"Well, you know how you have to adjust things," Robert replied. It turns out my Puppy is housebroken, but she is really wounded from poor treatment. I think that we need to persuade your sister to help me out tomorrow doing a little puppy training. You will need to reassure her in the morning that everything is going according to plan and will work out in her best interests. Let her pick a place to re-locate to; and, maybe dream a little about getting set up again. You know, maybe a beach house in a nice warm climate, a new job, brimming bank accounts, and all that."

Steve was now a little hesitant. "I think I see what you mean, … but, can you make it work out?"

"Oh, yes," Robert replied. "I think a short period of mutual cooperation could net us all quite a profit. You know, I could help her empty her fireproof safe and then transfer her accounts to a new locale. Maybe you can think of some tropical places she might appreciate?"

Steve understood immediately. "Yes, … it would be best if sis had a nice nest egg to get her on her way. Yes, … nice work my friend. Enough said, you've got one hour to get ready for the big event, … and a complicated production it will be." Then he cut the connection with a curt, "Later."

Robert grinned and then leered as he turned to Puppy. "Almost and hour then," and he jumped under the covers.

Puppy felt the bed lurch and his warm body covered hers. He covered her face kisses and his teeth gently nipped the sensitive skin of her neck. The lovely feeling moved down to her breasts. Puppy felt his lips nuzzle the mounds of her breasts and then center on her tender nipples. "His hands feel so good," she told herself. "He is both tender and forceful," she quietly sighed – the most human sound she was capable of making from her tortured vocal cords.

She was correct. Robert was getting rough; after all, he was on the verge of loosing control. His hands roughly mauled her full breasts while his mouth sucked and pulled at her nipples. He hadn't really stopped anywhere long on his journey across her body and he kept moving; down, further toward her center. "I just gotta taste her nectar," he thought with a wry grin at the corny phrase.

Puppy felt his hands move from squeezing the narrowest part of her waist, to under her hips, and toward her ass. Then his hands each enclosed one of her nether cheeks and her groin was yanked up against his extended tongue. She felt his lips curl around her hairless labia and start a gentle suction. He never stopped sucking and licking his way around her cunt. Her muscles felt limp from the heat of the tub and her arousal. Then, her heart almost burst as her languid feeling disappeared abruptly. "He's got my clit," she silently screamed. Her elbows hit the mattress beside her and helped lift her pussy further into the air; pussy lips grasping for his face. She needed something inside her fast.

Robert was thrilled at her responsiveness. He was afraid that she would either be sexually destroyed from Doctor Kay's abuse or just not want him. Knowing that time was slipping by, he decided to hurry things up. His hands slid down from her rump to behind her knees as he rose up from his hunched position over her pussy. Robert's mouth rocketed up toward her mouth as his hips threw his erect cock toward her waiting pussy.

Puppy felt him quickly shift his body, and several things happened at once. Her legs were pulled up toward her ears, opening her pussy and further raising her ass. Then his tongue was in her mouth dancing with her tongue. She tasted her own juices and started to get giddy from the speed of things happening. Then her head arched back and she howled as his swollen cock found her aching pussy.

Like with Veronica those months ago, Robert's cockhead was stuck. Only this time it was stuck only head-deep in a hot, velvety cunt that was clasping and sucking, trying to draw him in. Unlike Veronica's rape – Puppy was already ecstatic. She could feel his hips rotating around, swiveling his plum-sized head around her stretched labia. Her cunt was actually drooling. Puppy needed that cock and in her wide-open position was powerless to rise up to engulf it.

Robert felt the eager bundle below him writhing her hips as best she could. There was little else she could do, given that she was pinned down and spread wide open. None of his lower body was resting on the girl except for the knob of his dick. He continued to swivel his hips widely; but, he started to exert more and more pressure. His aching cock was forcing its way into the wet and grasping hole. There was no need to withdraw to wet his cockmeat. Her cunt was drooling copiously, lubricating his way. Finally, he was all the way in. Puppy was flailing around below him, making cute grunts and groans. It seemed her first howl removed her reticence about vocalizing.

Puppy was overjoyed at the sensations his cock made as it forcefully spiraled its way deeper and deeper into her pussy. She felt his pubic bone hit hers and she wondered that it all fit so well. For a few more moments, his entire rod continued to stir around her vagina as his butt twirled around above her raised pussy. Then, she felt his upper body lift away from her face and the long cock started to rub against her pussy as it started to stroke in and out. At first, it was slow and almost soothing. Then, he ever so slowly gained momentum and her nerves began to ignite from deep inside her body, up through her cunt, and to her clit itself. "Ugh, … Ugh, … Ugh," she grunted in time with his now relentless plunging. She howled again as her long ignored pussy short-circuited and began to spasm endlessly as she orgasmed again, and again.

Robert heard the howling below him simultaneous with sharp contractions that milked and yanked at his pistoning cock. "God! Her pussy is tighter than any ass I've ever been in," he wondered. Then, he lost control and his grunts also started to match his rhythm. "Yes, yes, yes, … oh, baby! This is the best ever. Yes, yes, …" Then he released her knees and grabbed at her ass as hard as he could while his spurting cock did its final grind against her pussy.

Two perspiring forms collapsed under the silk sheets in Doctor Kay's bed. Robert continued to gasp while he surreptitiously glanced at his watch. He observed that only 30 minutes had passed. "Puppy, stay here and rest! I trust you to stay and enjoy this luxurious bed. Please don't disappoint me while I get ready to neutralize that bitch Doctor Kay."

Puppy observed that her lover's voice drifted from soothing and sweet to cold and vicious as he got to the part about Doctor Kay. She thought to herself, "I'll do whatever you want, especially if you get her out of my life."

Author: Desert Dog ****** E-Mail: Desertlickingdog at yahoo dot com