Tina's Story Chapter 83 Obedience School - A Gray Muzzle story
Tina's Story Chapter 83 Obedience School A Gray Muzzle Story
Colleen and Lydia were spending a quiet Sunday at home. There was a light rain falling, and the girls read while the babies napped. Lydia was stretched out on the sofa. She wore a loose, drop waist dress, with nothing underneath. She was reading "The Sighthound Journal". Colleen wore a white tank top, with a little drawstring skirt, made out of sweats material. It was very short, and her girl regions were plainly visible. Colleen was thumbing through the latest 'Cosmo'. Flipping to the table of contents, Colleen spoke.
"Baby? Do you have any sexual fantasies? Colleen had taken to calling Lydia 'baby'.
"Uh uh." Was Lydia's short reply. She went back to reading.
Not satisfied with the answer, Colleen put down her reading, and went over to Lydia on the sofa. Kneeling next to her, Colleen bent over, and started stroking her lover's hair.
"Baby, what turn you on? I mean, are you happy/ What do you really want, you know, in bed?"
Lydia looked up with her big Afghan eyes.
"I'm happy. I enjoy out time together." Lydia smiled
Colleen pressed.
"But what turns you on?
Lydia blushed a little.
"There are times I miss Sean. Not Sean as such, but what he did. There are times when rough, animal sex is what you want. That first night, I was sitting in bed, and the smell, the sound of the two of you just fucking each other was more than I could bear. I had to swallow my pride, and walk in there, because I just had to be a part of it. That he impregnated me that night was just icing on the cake. I was so hot, so horny, I would have grabbed someone off the street. Back when I was married, I would be in bed, waiting for him to come home. He'd arrive, and I'd be like 'Thank GOD!', then he'd drop in bed and fall asleep. I would get up and masturbate, sitting on the toilet! I'd bring myself to orgasm two, maybe three times before I'd fall in bed, exhausted. I was so embarrassed, but I would go in the bathroom, and I would get completely naked. Once I was naked, I would sit on the toilet. Then I would lubricate my fingers. With one hand, I'd put one, two, even three fingers into my puss. With the other, I would rub myself. By then I was so hot, I would hear the juiced drop to the water below. When I'd finally cum, it was SO intense! Id shake and cry, and shiver. You know, like I'd have to be quiet, so no one would hear. I'd do that at least twice, maybe even another time. By the third time, I just wanted to howl!"
Colleen's long face was right next to Lydia's.
"What would you be thinking about?"
Lydia turned a little red.
"Ugly things. Bad things.
"What do you mean, dear? They're just fantasies. Nothing ugly or bad."
Lydia sat up on her elbows.
"When I was little, really little, before the emancipation, my owner chained me out. There was no one there. I guess they went somewhere. Anyway, while I was chained, this dog came up. I don't remember much about him. He was big and black and much older. He walked up, and put his nose under my tail. Before I knew, he was on top of me, over me, inside me! I thought he would tear me apart! I lay down, but it did no good. He did his thing to me, fifteen, twenty minutes. I hadn't even had a heat. I had no idea what he had done, I just knew it was bad. But you want to here something really sick?"
Colleen nodded.
"There was this part of me that sorta ENJOYED it. I mean, just giving myself over completely, being at his mercy, his sexual toy had a strange excitement. I orgasmed that day. Had no idea what it was, but soon I learned how to do it to myself. I'd go off by myself as often as I could, to get that nice, warm feeling. I even fantasized about that dog coming back, fucking me in front of everyone. I'd be humiliated, but secretly, I would be enjoying it....
Colleen had her arm around her spouse.
"I had no idea, Baby." Colleen held her affectionately.
"I never told anyone. Not even them. But that's why Sean was such a turn on! A big, dumb brute! But he never asked, he just took....which was what I secretly wanted. That day you walked in, when I'd just gotten pregnant. I was stacking groceries on an upper shelf. I wore that little Polo dress you bought me. He walked up behind me, and entered me without a word! He just started fucking me against the counter. And I was in heaven! He was just pounding my cunt and I didn't care....."
While she had been speaking, Colleen had started stroking her sex. The fur of Lydia's sex was very long. You could see the female moisture clinging there. Now, Colleen lovingly attended to her. Holding her open, Colleen's long, red fingers traced Lydia's sex. She would dip her digits in Lydia's hot sex, then would slowly draw it up her inner lips. She did this again and again, teasing her lover for at least a half hour. She could see a little wet spot form, where her sex dripped onto the sofa. Lydia would periodically go to touch herself, but Colleen would swat her hand away. Helpless, Lydia began to pull at her nipples and squeeze her thighs together, in a pitiful plea for relief.
Finally, Colleen relented. She bent over, and took the Afghan's clit in her muzzle. She sucked at it like a nipple, and ran her rough tongue over it. Within seconds, it happened. Lydia tossed her head from side to side. She pressed Colleen's muzzle hard into her flaming sex. Her hips began to buck rhythmically. Then, the new Mom threw her elegant head back, and let go an ear shattering wail. Her thighs locked around Colleen's head. Lydia's cunt sprayed hot liquid into Colleen's muzzle. In the end, she collapsed, crying softly on her spouse's shoulder. They embraced.
"Dear, dear, Lydia" Colleen cooed.
"Mmmmmm that was nice...." Lydia whispered.
Two weeks later, Colleen had been in the city on business. She got back at about four.
"Hi, dear!" Lydia greeted. " The babies just went down for naps. I'm late starting dinner. What do you feel like?"
Colleen took her in an embrace.
"I'll be taking you out tonight, so there'll be no cooking. I've got a babysitter coming in, because I have a special night planned for us."
'Uh, OK. When are we going?"
'Soon. But first, you'll need to dress. But let's make you pretty first."
Colleen lead Lydia to the bath. She stripped her of her t shirt and jeans. (Colleen had convinced Lydia to stop wearing panties, she seldom wore a bra, as she had never had 'the procedure'. Lydia got in the shower, and shampoo'd her fur. When she got out, Colleen lovingly dried her, then blow dried and fluffed her, then combed her out. During that time, the babysitter arrived. When she was cleaned and coiffed, Colleen lead her to the bedroom. On the bed were boxes with bows.
"A lrttle present" Colleen smiled
Lydia opened the bigger of the two boxes. In it was a slinky black knit cocktail dress. It was medium length, very tight and stretchy, and had a plunging neck and back. Next she opened the smaller box.
"What is this?" Lydia asked, holding up a tiny object.
"Try them on!" Colleen challenged.
What it was was a tiny leather thing. It was black, and had an open crotch. Lydia stood and modeled the tiny garment for her lover. Her pink lips peeked through the shiny black leather.
"Now the dress."
Lydia slithered into the clingy dress. It complimented her silhouette perfectly. You could just see her nipples, and the leather thong through the fabric.
"Time to go!' Colleen announced.
Colleen aimed the Sebring convertible toward downtown. She took her love to an intimate little bistro. There, over steaks and wine, they laughed, touched, and reconnected as a couple. As they fed each other desert, Lydia spoke
"This was so sweet! You've given me such a wonderful evening!" Then they kissed.
"But my love, the night has just begun!"
After paying the check, Colleen led her lover deeper into the city. After several blocks, they headed down a dark side street. About mid block, under a single, weak light bulb, there was a sign. 'The Cellar'
"Here we are!" Colleen announced.
They went down the steps to a place below the street. Colleen knocked on the door, and after she spoke to the person on the other side, they were admitted. The place was small and dark. There was a small waiting room, with a couple leather sofas. They sat there, nervously, for a short time. Then, a pretty young vixen came for them.
"We're ready for you now."
They went down a long hall, and were shown to a locker room.
"What do we do?" Lydia asked
"Get undressed, dear." Colleen soothed.
"Are we getting a massage or something?" Lydia asked, nervously.
"Or something." Colleen replied.
The two undressed. Colleen was completely nude. Lydia went to remove her leather panties.
"No." she touched her. "Those stay."
Moments later, a spotted Pit Bull entered.
"Come. We're ready.'
He lead them down yet another hall. Inside the room was dimly lit. The floor was padded, and there were a few beanbag pillows. It was then that he walked in. "He" was a massive Mastiiff, with a German accent.
"Vell, Vat do we haff here?" He carried a leather riding crop. He turned to his assistant.
"Help the 'ladies' with their accessories!"
Every thing that the Mastiff said was like a military command. The Pit went to a drawer and pulled out two big, stiff, collars, and two leashes. He dutifully put them on the ladies.
"That's tight....' Lydia whimpered.
The Mastiff put two fingers inside.
"It will DO."
Then, to Lydia's surprise, they were both muzzled.
"It eeeze a safety zing!" the Mastiff assured "Now, get on the ground, dogs!"
Colleen obediently got on all fours. Lydia, nervously followed her lead.
The Mastiff walked back and forth, sizing the two up. As he did, he ran the crop over them. Finally, he knelt in front of Lydia. He ordered her to turn around. She did. Taking both hands, he seized her hindquarters. Lifting her tail, he inhaled deeply.
"Zeese von's een heeet!" he proclaimed. Haughtily " I theenk I fuck you!"
Which he did. Dropping his pants, he rammed his cock into Marcia's cunt. She winced. He laughed. Lydia looked away. The Pit jerked her leash, forcing her to watch.
"No..." Lydia whimpered
"No, you Vatch!" The Mastiff laughed. " You be next!"
He fucked her hard and fast. Colleen would cry sometimes, but the lead the German to fuck her more brutally. When he finally came, his jizz ran down both of her inner thighs. He threw down the leash.
"You no longer please me. I now vant zat von!"
Lydia trembled. She clung to the floor. The Mastiff grabbed her, and plunged his cock deep, laughing.
"Fuck zee doggy! You like being fucked, doggy? Or you want some girly dog bring you flowers, say 'I LOVE you, doggy' Dieter doesn't need doggies like you to love, he needs doggies like you to FUCK!"
He began pounding Lydia's slender sex hard. Strangely, though, a change took place in meek Lydia. The harder, more brutally she got fucked, the more turned on she got! She was leaning in, meeting every thrust. Soon, she was talking to Dieter.
"I'm your slut. Dieter! Fuck me, and throw me away! Just leave your hot cum behind. Fuck me and fill me with your cum!"
With that, Dieter laughed. He pounded Lydia's bright red sex as hard as he could. When she felt the Mastiff cum flooding her sex, she howled.....
"AWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
There was a smile on Lydia's muzzle.
"Did you like it?" Colleen asked
Lydia was now stretched our on the floor, perfectly relaxed
"Can we...keep going/' she asked
"I'm here for you both...as long as you need me..." the Mastiff offered
Lydia grabbed a pillow.
"You big fake! You're not even German!'
"I can be" He offered with a smile.
"No . Just be you."
Lydia took Colleen in her arms. The Mastiff held them both.
There were many more sexual things that night, but they remain between the three dogs in that basement room. When the sun rose, Colleen and Lydia were more satisfied than they had ever been. Driving home, Lydia took off her leather panties and offered them to Colleen.
"Is this what you hoped for?'
Colleen inhaled deeply.
"Yes....and so much more!"
Lydia leaned on Colleen's shoulder.
"Me, too.