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A man's confused mind is twisted after he wakes up tied in a dark, gloomy chamber. Warm fingers tread around his cock. Naughty words are whispered in his ear. What is the value of a woman compared to a wet, needy bitch? Our man struggles to answer that very question as he gets helplessly hard at the prospect of impregnating his own canine partner.

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Zac was tied. He knew that because he felt the bite of metal cuffs upon his heated skin. Thoughts passed through his mind with no sense or direction. It was like watching an old TV. No matter how much you turned the buttons, slammed or punched it, you could never get the damn thing to work.

Zac's brain felt the same way. It vehemently refused to cooperate, even when he opened his eyes to the surrounding brilliance. Tears fell on the sides of his face, all to the light mounted on a pole that stood right above his chest.

"What...what the fuck is this?" Zac stuttered as he struggled to break free of his oppressing bonds.

He couldn't move an inch. His hands were tied. His legs were tied. His torso secured with a thick belt clasped at the middle. And above him loomed that freakishly giant surgeon lamp. He saw those in a few movies he participated in, though never he expected to find one bearing down on him.

"F-fuck," Zac turned his eyes away and looked around the empty room. There was nothing. No objects, no walls, no clue on where the hell he was. Just thick, blanketing darkness.

Zac gritted his teeth and strained himself as hard as he could. Blood surged through his flaring veins. Every muscle in his body strained with effort. He pushed, and pushed, and pushed, until his cock sprang through his opened zip.

"Fuuuuuuck!" Zac drooped his head back with a monstrous sigh.

What kind of freaky comedy was this? He knew he pulled his zip up before he left. The black jeans always felt loose around the middle, so he had to zip and button them. Zac threw another look at his cock, but it wasn't its thick, perfectly curved shape that drew his attention.

It was the jeans. They were blue. Zac followed along his cream shirt, glanced at the waistbands strapped around each wrist, then shook his head.

That's wasn't how he dressed this morning.

"Fuck," he cursed silently. "I have to....have to...gah!" the leather belts rattled their locks again as he pulled.

"I'm fucking-losing my mind!" Zac slammed against his bed. "Losing my body, losing my mind...where the hell am I?"

He kept asking himself the same question while the fire left his body. He felt weak and helpless, just like his shriveling cock. The metal zip prevented its retreat, touching the bare flesh with its cold metal teeth.

Zac clenched his jaw and took a deep breath.

"Helloooooo!?!" he screamed from atop his lungs. "Joke's over! Fucking let me go already!"

Silence. Nobody answered him.

Then footsteps approached. Zac blinked thrice. It came from behind. That sound of expensive shoes clacking on fine marble. Zac pressed his mouth shut. Something warm caressed his ear. It felt like heated air or something.

"I heard you," a voice whispered in his ear, calm and collected.

Zac shrugged violently. "What...whadafack?!" he struggled to take a look at the figure behind him, but he always remained back. All he glimpsed was the hand that slid along his arm, and the brim of the figure's huge hat.

"Shivering? That is not good, Zac. Not good at all."

Zac licked his lips and clenched his fists, trying to regain his composure. "What...who are you?"

"You will know who I am soon enough," the man touched around Zac's rock hard abs and muttered his agreement. "Mhm. What you should ask is what I want from you."

"Money. It has to be money" Zac hissed. "I have shitloads. I'll give every penny if you just let me go!"

The man chuckled. "Peh. Money is so easy to grab. What I seek has a much firmer grip," his hand slid like an eel towards Zac's crotch. "It is warm, and strong. Stronger than those well toned arms you pride yourself with."

"What do you want, you sick bastard?" Zac spat as the man ventured dangerously close to his cock.

"This," he grabbed around his exposed shaft. "I want you to grow."

Zac rolled his eyes in disbelief. This freak not only touched him. He started stroking, with his unnaturally warm hand.

"I want you to throb. I want you to moan as you spill your seed to the sound of my voice."

Zac grunted and strained in his bonds. That grip...it felt so warm. So firm.

"Yes...I can feel it. The blood and the lust surging through your cock."

"You've got twisted fantasies, you fucking bastard," Zac said, trying his hardest to resist the repeated waves of stimulation. He managed to at first. His cock was much too dry to extract a noticeable amount of pleasure.

The man realized what the problem was. "We should moisten this up."

"No...no no no no!"

He chuckled and grabbed a small bottle from his pocket, aiming the tapered tip right at Zac's cock.

"Lets see how hard you'll throb now."

The bottle squirted its gooey essence all over him. Zac flinched at the cold contact, then gasped as the man grabbed around his now slimy cock. He smeared the fluid all over his shaft, then circled around Zac's highly sensitive glans.

Zac couldn't hold himself back even if he was a trained monk. He thrust and expanded into the man's grip, just as that bastard intended. His chuckles broke the silence along with the wet squelching sound of his rubs.

"Mhhhmmmm!" Zac muffled his whimper as his cock acquired the strength of stone. Why?! Why was he enjoy this sicko's grip so much? His senses were delusional for extracting pleasure from such vile act of forced masturbation.

The man smacked his lips and let go, allowing Zac to throb and moan with helpless abandon.

"See, Zac? I can do anything to you."

He brushed his soaked hand along his cheek. Zac closed his eyes and sniffled. The smell of his own cock seeped into his nostrils as the man fondled his chin, rubbed his cheeks and ran his messy hand through his hair.

"You are so beautiful."

"Fuck you!" Zac spat, hitting the brim of his hat. "You tied me to jerk me off? What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"No no no, Zac," the figure crouched to whisper in his ear with that strange, shiver inducing voice. "What is wrong with you?"

Zac pressed his lips shut.

"Answer the question."

He refused to give this bastard any more satisfaction.

The man sighed and encroached upon his cock.

"Nothing, alright?" Zac burst. "Just stop touching me and I'll tell you...I'll tell you everything you want to know, I swear!'

"Good boy," the man rubbed his shaggy hair. "Tell me, Zac. How many women have you dreamed of fucking?"

"Hundreds. Maybe even thousands. What fucking question is that?"

"Were they beautiful?" he asked again.

Zac nodded.

"Curved? Puffy? Wet?"

"YES!" Zac's cock sprang with lust as his thoughts heated up. "Where the hell are you aiming to get?"

The man clasped his hands and stood up. "Say one of them stood right above you. What would you do to her?"

Zac didn't know if that question was another trick. His mind felt so fuzzy and tired to resist the temptation. He closed his eyes, surrendering to the blissful heat of his many erotic thoughts.

"I'd fuck her," Zac licked his lips, muscles budging with raw desire.

"How?" the man slid his hand across Zac's well toned chest.

Zac ignored him. He felt so hot. So needy. The woman of his dreams stole his mind with her dangling breasts and her juicy cunt. She was smearing oil over her perfectly shaped body and licking her lips at the sight of Zac's throbbing erection.

That thought excited him beyond belief.

"I'll grab her slutty ass and shove it on my cock. Then, I'll fuck her hard," Zac thrust into bare air. "I'll fuck her until her brains explode and her cunt goes dry after the hundred orgasms I'm going to give her."

The man seemed pleased with that. "What about your cock, Zac? Your seed?"

"Mffff," Zac moaned as his cock found itself between the man's curling fingers once again. "I'm going to cum inside her. I'll fill her womb so much she will be trickling for days!"

"Good boy. Good boy..." the man whispered as he stroke Zac's cock a few times. "But what if women are not for you?"

Zac shook his head. "They are....oh. Wet...so tight....so wet..."

"They are loose and flaccid, Zac. No human cunt is fit for your great cock."

"They are. Oh yes they are. Fucked so many. Felt so good..." Zac kept on rambling, delighting himself in the squelching strokes until the man suddenly stopped.

"Imagine your perfect girl."

"What?"

He got a slap over his cock for that.

"Close your eyes, boy, and picture your woman."

Zac brought up the image of his lovely brunette. She had piercing emerald eyes and two perky breasts to envy.

"Do you have her?"

"Yes...yes I do," Zac licked his lips.

"Good. Because she is not there with you. All you have is a creature, Zac. Her pudgy eyes are too big for her drooping face. Her nose is curved and broken, her cunt dry and shriveled."

"No..." Zac scrunched his eyes shut. "That's not how she looks."

"Look at her sagged breasts touching your chest. Would you hold on to those?"

"No...just...she's beautiful."

"What are her claws doing to you, Zac?"

Zac tried to push away the horrible images invading his head. "You sick fuck....Stop. Please stop. Just shut up."

"You know better than to sink your cock into her arid cunt, Zac. You never know when you might be pulling back a stump."

Zac shook his head. The exotic beauty he imagined started dissolving into an aged monstrosity.

"Wild eyes, sagged breasts, coarse cunt."

"Stop..."

"Wild eyes, sagged breasts, coarse cunt," the man repeated.

"Stop it!"

"WILD EYES, SAGGED BREASTS, COARSE CUNT!" the man's voice boomed.

Zac pushed against his bonds and screamed. His very own mind turned against him. He no longer held a woman, but a creature. A creature with two tentacles for a tongue, melting skin, and a mouth covered in sand instead of a pussy. The creature grabbed him with its malformed limbs and dashed its tentacles along his body. Zac struggled to push her off, but he found himself helplessly weak to do so.

"Get her off! Please, please!" he wailed and thrashed.

"Wild eyes, sagged breasts, coarse cunt," the man kept whispering the same haunting song in his ear.

Zac started crying. The creature owned him. She surrounded his cock with sandy teeth of her pussy. It chewed on his cock, trying to force the seed out of his abused balls while its tongue tentacles strangled him.

"You see nothing."

The snapping fingers dispersed the horrid nightmare like a gust of smoke.

Zac choked and sniffled. He blew his nose into the man's proffered paper towel, then glanced at his face. He had no face. An ominous black mask covered his features, leaving only the cleft of his chin exposed.

"I...what...."

"Shh...you're fine. You're safe."

"She was all over me," Zac whispered. "Choking me. Killing me. Stealing my seed..."

"All women are like that, Zac. Don't let appearances deceive you. What I offered was a short glimpse of their real image."

Zac found himself nodding to the man's gentle voice. "I fucked so many. How was I so blind? How?"

The man soothed his cries with gentle rubs. He cupped his head and slid his fingers around Zac's cheeks.

"It wasn't your fault, Zac. We all stumble away from the truth."

"But I fell," Zac shook his head, voice heavy with emotion. "That isn't stumbling. Not when I ate more cunt than food and fucked them all without a condom. I gave them my seed. I gave them my seed! I gave them my-"

"Shh. That's done. Let your mind stray from such darkened thoughts. Fill yourself with something of worth."

The man pulled back and left.

"Hey!" Zac called. "Don't leave me. She'll come back! Please don't-"

A screeching sound interrupted his words. Zac stretched his head. Beyond his shriveled cock was a widescreen TV mounted on a rolling table. The man picked a disk from the box and placed it inside the blue-ray player.

A fluffy husky appeared on the screen. It ran around the house, panting happily. Zac didn't know what he was watching until the dog dropped on the ground and pushed its head underneath an upraised flank.

She was obviously female, judging from her obvious gender, and dripped with desire. Her broad tongue washed over her soaked cunt, cleaning the glistening fluid from her puffy lips.

"She's so wet," Zac whispered. He found the sight of a suckling husky more stimulating than he imagined. His cock twitched, throbbing hard when the female pushed her tongue inside. A curt whimper left her throat. Zac was transfixed by her twitching lips and her kicking paws. Was she cumming? He found it impossible to tell.

The doorbell rang, and the bitch answered with a happy bark. She waited in front of the door, tail wagging, until the owner opened the door. Once that happened, she was all over him, licking his crotch with her slobbering tongue.

"Crrhh. So feisty!" Zac smirked.

"Good girl," the man rubbed between her fluffy ears. "Do you want to see what daddy brought you?"

She shook her head and pushed her nose into his crotch, whining for his cock.

"Oh, you want that, big girl? You want me?"

The female whined with desire. She licked her muzzle expectantly as the man started to undress. As soon as his pants came off, she slurped around his sheltered cock, wetting his budging briefs with her tongue. She panted for her treat, and she soon got it. As soon as the cock broke free, she was all over it, slurping and nibbling and pushing the foreskin back with her incessant licking while the man moaned and shivered.

"Alright, big girl," he scooped her in his strong arms, where he kissed and cuddled her. "You got a taste of me. Now I'll get a taste of you."

He carried the bitch to the bed. Then, he splayed her on her belly. The husky licked her muzzle expectantly, just like her owner. With a smack of his lips, he crouched and delved into her pussy.

Zac throbbed hard. He never saw a man eating out a dog before. It was wet and messy affair, filled with grunts and whining. After he ate her out, he started fingering her. One finger first, to test her pussy. The way it sunk into her folds made Zac grit his teeth with lust. That bitch was soaking wet, and she still craved for more.

The man filled her with two fingers, then three until her flanks started spasming. Droplets of clear liquid pushed between her shivering folds, trickling down the man's fingers.

"Daddy's girl just came? Lets see what you have here," the man coated her pussy in her own juices, then did the same for his cock.

"You want me, girl?"

The husky whined and panted.

"Good. You can finally say that daddy's home!"

He pushed inside her with a moaning sigh. Zac curled his fingers into fists and bit into his lip. The man wasn't just fucking her. He was pounding her hard, like an enraged beast that hasn't mated for months. The husky looked so tight, yet she took every thrust deep inside her squelching pussy. The man grabbed her hind paws firmly between his hands and pumped harder and harder until he loosened inside her with a feral cry. The bitch too howled, shivering from the intense copulation. Her cunt spasmed hard around the man's slamming balls, draining every drop of his seed.

Zac almost felt the pleasure as his own. He too thrust into the air, moaning for his own bitch to fill.

The video went black just as their combined fluids started leaking out.

"Why....aaah, why did you close it?" Zac panted like a dog in heat.

"Because I have a surprise for you," the man fished out a black device.

Zac had no idea what that was until he turned it around. It was a fleshlight, pink and squishy just like the husky's pussy.

"What's that?"

"A taste," he approached Zac's throbbing cock. "Call it a sample, if you will."

Zac never penetrated toys before, but now he was dying to cum inside a bitch as hot and tight as the one he saw in the movie.

"Put it down," he nodded towards his raging cock. "I want to...to cum inside it," Zac said, surprising himself in the process.

"It's your wish," the man smiled.

Zac sunk inside with a long gasp. Silky flesh enveloped his cock from all sides, warm and moist like any living being. He thrust hard, sinking balls deep into the heated shelter.

"Mffff...."

"Too hot for you," the man slowly pulled back.

Zac's squelching shaft slid out. His veins budged along the rock hard length, flaring the head that still remained inside.

"Bitches are hotter than any woman, Zac."

"Mhmmm," he nodded quickly. "Wet. Silky."

"And tight," the man pushed the fleshlight down, drowning Zac's words in a sea of cries and moans. "A bitch is tighter than you can ever imagine to accommodate for the knot."

"Kn-knot?" Zac blinked.

The walls around him collapsed inwards. Zac screamed with raw bliss. His cock spurted a long string of precum, unable to hold itself together as the flesh kneaded around his girth.

"Males get hard, but it is a bitch's muscles that holds their cock inside. No dog can keep his seed inside more than a second when they begin spasming," the man chuckled. "And the same goes for any man."

He pressed the button again, sending the fleshlight into another quivering massage. "I heard some lasted less two seconds during their first penetration."

Zac scrunched his face and bit at the air. "Haaah! I wanna....Mhhhffff, so close. So fucking close."

"Do you want to cum, Zac?"

He nodded fiercely, sending droplets of sweat around his sweltering body.

"Well too bad, because the bitch always cums first."

A flood of liquid heat washed over Zac's cock, bathing his flesh in the hottest mixture he had the pleasure of experiencing. Zac couldn't hold back even if he wanted to. Every muscle in his body became as hard as his cock as the pressure building up inside his crotch overwhelmed his senses.

Zac gave into it without a trace of resistance. He pushed in as deep as he could and screamed like a beast as seed burst forth from his spasming cock. The first spurt speared hard and fast inside the fleshlight, melting his senses with an explosion of pleasure.

"Cum, boy. Give her all you got."

Zac remained inside for another spurt, then drew back. Heated fluids rushed along his balls, adding teeth to the immense pleasure flooding through him. With muscles rippling all over his body and moaning breaths, Zac pounded the fleshlight as hard as he could. He sunk all the way to cum inside, then pulled out to allow his ejaculate to smear all over his flooded groin.

"Harder."

Zac slammed in all the way. The man grabbed his balls, quickening the fertile fluid traversing his spasming length.

"Faster!"

He massaged hard while he pushed the fleshlight up and down. Zac fucked it with abandon. The kneading walls, the heated fluid cascading around his cock and the hard massage brought Zac way over the peak of his pleasure. His spurts became so long and hard that every breath of air felt insufficient. Zac pumped, and thrust, moaned and spurted until the oppressive heat stole his senses. He tasted the immense pleasure for one more throb before his senses went numb with delight.

Darkness claimed him.