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Russ continued my pet training for much of the summer and I spent a lot of time strapped to both breading benches. I will admit to having gotten a bit of a complex after a while, I was sporting a boner before I started stripping down to put on the ears and collar. After a dozen times of blowing Russell, I could deep throat him like a porn star; I loved sucking that old man’s fat cock.

Today Russ had something special planned but I did not get any of a hint as what it might be, because it was a bit of a last minute decision. He had asked if I would mind if someone sat in and watched one of our sessions, which I had to give some thought too. He assured me that this person was okay with such activities and was going to come watch his wife a few times but then his wife had fallen ill beforehand. While part of me thought it was a terrible idea, another part was far too excited to have someone else watch and I agreed.

As I mentioned earlier, I might be getting a complex because I was excited about something I knew nothing about. I was so hard it was uncomfortable as I got out of my truck, thankful the cold air had calmed it down as I walked past a Cadillac Escalade, not too uncommon out here, though it was a newer model. The Cadillac must belong to the women with streaks of silver in her dirty blond hair, which was up in a messy bun. Granted thanks to the constant wind in Wyoming, messy was a standard hair style.

Russell introduced me to Grace, a shorter woman with some laugh lines around beautiful green eyes. With the way she was bundled up, I couldn’t give you an accurate body type, but those green eyes and her smile certainly could light up a room. She had only arrived a couple minutes before I had and she was admiring Russ’s leather working. The only reason the garage door was open was Russ heard me turn onto the road he lived on.

“It is nice to meet you, but I need to get inside I don’t do the cold too well anymore.” Grace excused herself to head inside and Russell hit the button to close the garage door. The heater instantly warming the garage up before the door had fully closed.

“She seems nice, though not at all what I had expected if she is here to watch.” I watched as Russ pulled open a drawer to get something out of it. “Is she here for that or something else before I over think things.”

Russ chuckled as he turned back to me. “Oh she is here to watch, before I get ahead of myself, there is a little something to add to your normal pet play attire.”

Russ holds out a cock cage chastity device, looks stainless steel and a bit on the expensive side. He unlocks it before handing it to me, it has a bit of weight too it along with being cold. I raise an eyebrow in question “I’m all for new things, but couldn’t this have stayed inside considering where it goes?”

“I thought it might help you cool off a bit considering your state last time you were out. I also picked up a new tail plug and ears.”

Standing near the heater I shed my jacket and drop my pants to put on the cold cage. Honestly I am surprised how well I fit in it and shiver a bit from the cold, the sound of it clicking closed and locking sends a much different shiver up my spine as like the breeding bench I am only getting out when Russ lets me. “That is well… um different feeling. I’m all ears for the explanation, is this a special occasion?”

Russ was leaning against the counter and rubbed his chin as he thought. “A bit of a special occasion, and I would be a bit embarrassed by the poorly made things in front of Grace, as she has a fairly large bank account. But more importantly she wants to see you for more than just a passing curiosity.”

“More than a passing curiosity, like for research or that I am odd for liking gay animal sex?”

“A bit of both, but also a bit of an audition as well.” Russ held up a hand to stop me from asking further questions. “I’ll let her explain as it is something she and my wife wanted to do, but never got the chance to.”

“I’m sorry to hear that, so then just a normal day aside from an extra pair of eyes.”

“Yeah, I’ll let you get ready in the mud room. Just crawl out when you are ready.” With that Russ went inside and I followed him. He closed the door between the house and the mud room allowing me some privacy in changing.

At the time it seemed silly to me considering once I was ready the only things I was really wearing were; dog ears, a collar and a chastity device. The new tail plug was really nice and the fur was warm from being placed next to a heating outlet. It was not real fur, it was clearly toy grade fur but it looked nice, the plug was a bit larger as well making for a firm and comfortable fit. Crawling made the weight of the chastity cage far more noticeable, and caused those parts to sway and rock a little more than normal. I can tell you I was thankful to be out in the living room and for the crackling fire in the fire place.

Grace set down the mug of coffee as I came out into the living room, she was still modestly dressed and had her legs tucked up on the couch with her. I cannot say for certain if she had a great poker face or that my current state of dress was not a new thing to her. Her warm smile at least reassured me that so far she was enjoying the show. Which started with normal pet play, I fetched a stuffed toy, one I should say had not been chewed to near death by the dogs this one was just for me. Grace did seem to enjoy everything so far “He is a good pet, but is he as good of a bitch as you say he is?”

Russ pointed to the breeding bench and I quickly got in position. “I think he will surprise you.”

Her tone of voice had changed just slightly, not necessarily less sweet but with a little more huskiness to it. I held still as Russ bound me with cuffs to the breeding bench and the way she eyed me caused me to blush a bit which caused her smile to grow a bit. After I was tied to the bench Grace got up and walked around me, and felt me up in a few places. She ruffled my hair a bit like I was a dog “Do you need the bindings or are they more for the thrill? Not too tight are they?”

“They are loose enough to be comfortable, and I don’t need them, but I do enjoy them.”

Grace moved back behind me and knelt down, she let out a slight giggle as I moaned when she played with the plug, tugging and turning it slightly. “I’ll take a spot on the couch, just go ahead and do things as you normally would.”

Russ pulled the plug out and opened a bedroom door so Dusty could come out. The old dog didn’t seem too thrilled with being kept in a single room but he did perk up a bit as he spotted me tied to the bench. He came up gave me a single lick on my face and walked around me to jump up and mount. Dusty wrapped his front paws around me and humped a couple times before finding my hole and shoving in as much as he could.

I did my best to not keep looking at Grace as Dusty mounted me, she did want to see how things normally went. Oddly Russ looked the most nervous and uncomfortable at the moment, his jeans tented rather noticeable. I moaned as Dusty’s knot swelled up and he turned, since he was first I wasn’t too loose for him to pull out when he turned.

“That is a lot more arousing than I had thought it would be.” Grace glanced over at Russ with a slight smile. “You doing okay over there?”

Her tone lead me to think she knew that he was a bit uncomfortable because of his erection, though I honestly wasn’t sure. “She did say to do things normally.”

Russ sighed maybe he had a bit of stage fright, though he did get up and pull a stool over and dropped his pants down. Dusty and my tie ended with a wet pop and he went over to his usual sleeping spot while I licked Russ’s dick. Part of me thought I should put on a good show, but I thought it may be better to just get him off quicker. Grace remained rather quiet until I started deep throating him, which at least got a little surprised gasp out of her.

The chastity device was painful at this point, as it had gotten far too tight as I sucked Russ. With a grunt he shot a thick load straight down my throat which I swallowed. Russ pat my head as he pulled up his pants, clearly relieved I had not taken longer. Grace smiles a bit wickedly before sipping her coffee.

“And here I thought she might have been exaggerating on your endowment. So is that the only thing the two of you do?”

“No, sometimes Russ will give it to me good while I am tied to the bench.” My comment only nets a grunt from the old man, Grace laughs a little bit.

“Oh, I have heard a few stories about him in that regard as well. So tell me, how long does this usually go on for?”

“Um, I don’t know since I can’t see a clock.”

Russ rubs his chin and looks up at the ceiling. “Never really kept track of time, but there are times all three of the dogs get a good two turns at his ass.”

“Wait, are you telling me that he can take the knot from a Black Mouth Cur? You let Brutus mount him?” Grace eyed us both carefully.

“Yeah, Brutus always goes last though.” I really wish I was not in a cock cage, it was very uncomfortable.

Grace waited for Russ to nod in agreement with my statement. “That is a pretty big size difference.”

“Brutus is a brut, but he isn’t that much bigger than my Rottweiler, Frank.”

Grace chuckled. “Your rotti is named Frank, and just how long have you been doing this with him?”

I had to give it some thought, as I didn’t know his exact birthday. “I think next year will be eight years of being his bitch. Gets a bit grumpy if we don’t do it a couple times a week, though he does know when he can’t ask for it.”

Dusty interrupted my thought process as he came up and mounted me a second time. Thankfully Russ answered more of Grace’s questions while I got mounted. It was an interesting experience and confusing. It was hard to follow the conversation with Dusty panting in my ear as he worked on knotting me a second time, it was exciting because two people were watching. However it was also oddly uncomfortable to be talked about in such a manner as they were talking.

They talked as if I wasn’t actually in the same room with a dog’s cock now firmly stuck in my ass. Russ explained that he had made sure I had been well fucked before Brutus had his first try, and that he did not tie with me the first time. As for Grace she seemed a bit excited and thrilled to see a dog as big as Brutus turn me into his bitch. With Dusty turned once again, I could hear the conversation again. Unfortunately for Max, he would not get a turn as Grace was more interested in watching a big dog plow me.

Russ gets up and starts for the back door but pauses and turns to look at me. “Should I get the ball gag?”

I do my best not to look and see how Grace reacts to the question. “Sure.”

Russ gets the ball gag and puts it on me before he lets Brutus into the house. I can hear the big dog sniffing the air and as he walks around me, Brutus is already dropping out of his sheath. Grace watches with interest after catching a glance of how well hung Brutus was. “He is quite the stud.”

I moan as Brutus gets up on me, that big cock slapping against the chastity device once before he gets into a better position and sinks several inches in me. His fur was a bit cold and damp from the dusting of snow, his own large balls slapped against mine as he fucked me far harder than Dusty did. The ball gag muffled my moans as Brutus pounded me into an orgasm.

I stole a glance at Grace, her expression was a mix of concern for how hard I was getting fucked and obvious lust. Dusty had peaked her interest, deep throating Russ had gotten more of her attention; but gagged, bound and with Brutus aggressively breeding me had gotten her excited. Because the little glance I did take, Grace had a hand down her own pants.

That pushed all the right buttons, as it was one thing to be watched, but another to have the person watching you actively masturbating. Having that huge knot swollen in my ass as Brutus emptied his balls while Grace fingered herself was more thrilling than just getting fucked was. Now a third person knew I was willing to be a dog’s bitch, and that was really exhilarating and scary as fuck.

Brutus was content to remain on my back and give my face a few licks while he did his best to knock me up. I did my best to squeeze his knot and keep him tied, not to impress Grace, but just to feel his warmth deep inside me. After the tie ended Grace pat the couch so he would go over to her. Where he got praise and ear scratches before she had to excuse herself to use the bathroom.

Grace came over to me and rubbed the top of my head, then pats my ass as she called Brutus over. He didn’t need much encouragement to bury his bone in my ass. Grace remained next to the two of us as Brutus pounded me a second time. Her praising Brutus and my ability to take it up the ass so well made the cage the most uncomfortable it had been all night. I was a bit light headed as Grace commented on my performance as I mentioned earlier it was a little confusing. As I should be ashamed of enjoying the slightly humiliating things she was saying about me, and having yet another person know I enjoyed being a bitch should have been more unnerving and uncomfortable than it was.

Instead my heart was beating with excitement as my cum dripped from the cage and down onto the towel Russ had put down first. Brutus let out a low growl as he knotted me a second time, I came again as Grace reached between us and fondled my balls. “I had thought this would not be as arousing with a guy tied to the bench, but I am pleasantly surprised by how exciting watching you is.”

Grace also ran her fingers lightly across the cage and smiled as I moaned around the ball gag. “I heard you even liked it when the dogs mounted you out in the yard.”

I nodded and managed a muffled “uh hu.”

Grace removed the ball gag and went to sit back on the couch. “I can’t thank you enough for letting me in to watch your little secret. I didn’t think I would have to excuse myself to rub one out.”

“Glad you found the show entertaining.” I sort of grunted out because Brutus decided to turn.

“If he is up for it we could show you one other thing.” Russ added before drinking from his own coffee cup.

“I am not sure how you could top what I have already seen.”

I gave it some thought. “I’ll do it if you tell me too, but I am not going out there naked.”

Russ laughed. “No it is way too cold out to make you do that. Probably should take that cage off you too.” He gave something a bit more thought before adding. “I think I am going to insist you give Grace an encore performance.”

“Please, it is really painful at the moment.” I pleaded. Russ let me free from the bench while we waited for Brutus’ large knot to shrink down. Grace watched with clear curiosity at this point, she did not even question what we were going to do next.

Russ plugged my ass with the tail before he unlocked the cage, oh how sweet that release was. I was allowed to get dressed and the tail hung out of the top of my jeans. Once we were bundled back up we walked out to the barn, which was heated. Not as hot as the house mind you, but it stayed sixtyish degrees. Grace was enamored with the breeding bench mounted in one of the stalls. She marveled over its construction as I stripped down once again.

Brutus had insisted on following us in and was also insistent on getting a third pounding in. Russ buckled me to the bench as Brutus put on a good show for Grace. She enjoyed the part where my cock and balls were strapped to the bench as well. Russ went over to get the encore star ready for his show while Brutus kept my ass and Grace entertained.

“What are your thoughts on femdom or pegging?” Grace asked as Brutus knotted me again.

“I’ve had a girl peg me a few times before. But I haven’t had a woman tie me up.” I moan a little as Brutus pulls slightly. “I am not interested in anything painful or involving needles.”

“Oh, so if I had one with me I could stuff your ass too?”

“I don’t see any reason why not.”

Grace’s warm smile was enchanting. “I am going to assume Russell gave some idea about why I am here.”

“A little… He also said you would explain it.”

“I belong to a rather interesting group of older women and our next meeting is out at my ranch. I would very much like you to put on a show for my guests. Many of the other ladies would be incredibly interested in seeing a young man getting fucked by dogs.” Grace rubbed my cheek.

“I have a few dogs I stud out and I think you would enjoy them. Of course I might have to loosen you up first myself. Or let some of the other ladies’ pets fuck you first.”

“So a bit of a gang bang with an audience…” I look up at her. “How large of an audience?”

Grace smiled. “Roughly forty. I am sure we could cover your face so you would remain anonymous. I can tell you have some exhibition in you, think of how that would feel.”

I did give it some thought while Grace leaned against the wall of this stall. Brutus had wondered off now and I heard the clopping of hooves as Russ led Jack into the breeding stall. Grace watched with wide eyes as the donkey stomped a hoof impatiently while Russ moved the bars. This was the fourth time Jack was going to treat me like a mare and he didn’t need much help.

Grace gasped as Jack’s fat prick was shoved in. Hopefully she didn’t blink as while it was a huge cock, it was a very short encore performance. I moaned loudly after a few thrusts and Jack flared, unloading his huge balls. You could hear the flared cock pull out and thick drops of donkey cum drop down onto the floor.