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A Ride in the Country
by Pet Shelly (petshellyiso@hotmail.com)

***

A Master takes his pet to fulfill a fantasy. (MMF, 
bdsm, beast)

***

I knew my Master was up to something. He had that look 
on his face. A look of joyful anticipation. The look 
that signaled we were about to do something new. We did 
new things a lot. Neither of us liked being bored and 
we both worked hard to make sure that didn't happen.

He smiled at me and said 'I want you to get ready to go 
out. I want you to be prepared for anything.' I grinned 
back at him. Anything usually meant things were going 
to get good.

I went into the bathroom and got ready. I knew exactly 
what he wanted and I did it. I made sure I was clean 
inside and out and carefully applied makeup the way he 
liked. It was a lot sluttier than I would choose on a 
normal day, but an 'anything' day was far from normal, 
so the shadow was darker, lashes thicker, lipstick 
redder.

When I came into the bedroom, clothes were laid out and 
waiting for me. There was a short black leather skirt, 
a white silk blouse, a lacy white bra, and black thigh 
high stockings. At the foot of the bed was a pair of 
black pumps with spike heels. Not much different here. 
This was pretty standard when my Master chose my 
clothes for me.

I wanted to ask where we were going and what we were 
going to do. I have never been good at waiting. When 
I'm the one surprising him, I can't completely keep it 
secret. I drop hints. I almost want him to guess before 
we ever get there. He has much more self-control than 
I. No matter how much I asked, he wasn't going to tell.

We got in the car and drove. Occasionally, he would 
have me turn towards him and spread my thighs so he 
could see his cunt. He'd teasingly check to make sure 
that I had shaved in a way that met his approval. He 
checked to see if I was wet enough. We drove for about 
an hour, laughing and teasing as we went.

Finally, when I was ready to beg to know what he had 
planned, he pulled into the drive of a country 
farmhouse. It looked tidy. Nothing out of the ordinary. 
He parked and came around to my door, opened it and 
told me to get out. We walked to the front door and he 
knocked.

The man who opened the door was one of the scariest 
looking men I'd ever seen. He was big and bearded and 
looked like a Dream Dom. I was in awe. They spoke to 
one another and ignored me. 'Is this your bitch?' he 
asked 'This is her' my Master answered. I was loving 
every minute. As we went into the house my Master said 
'Do as he tells you. This is what I want.'

The inside of the house was not nearly as tidy as the 
outside. 'Lived in' would be a charitable way to 
describe it. I couldn't imagine how my Master knew a 
man like this. It wasn't his usual sort of 
acquaintance, but then I noticed the computer on the 
desk in the corner and smiled.

'What are you smiling about, bitch?' the Dream Dom 
barked as he slapped me to my knees. I shook my head to 
clear it and when I opened my eyes his crotch was in 
front of my face as his hands opened it and pulled out 
his semi-hard cock.. He grabbed my head with one hand 
and used the other to rub the head of his cock over my 
lips. 'Open.' I did. 'Suck' I did that too.

It was a clean cock, not too big, not too small, and as 
I took it deeper into my mouth, I cut my eyes over to 
where my Master sat watching, stroking himself lightly 
through his slacks.

Suddenly, the Dream Dom pulled his cock out of my mouth 
and walked over to an interior door. He opened it and 
called 'Come, Satan' Satan?

My stomach clenched as the biggest dog I'd ever seen 
walked into the room. That dog was huge! He was some 
kind of Mastiff, big and bulky just like his presumed 
owner. He also drooled, a lot, which, thankfully, I 
hadn't noticed his owner doing yet.

I shot a frantic glance at my Master but I'd only said 
'Um,' before Dream Dom grabbed me by the back of the 
neck and flung me over a leather ottoman. He held me 
down by the neck as his other hand pulled up the back 
of my skirt and spread my legs apart and said 'Satan, 
eat!'

Oh, God! We'd talked about this but it was always a 
safe fantasy. We didn't own a dog! Then I felt 
something like I'd never felt before. It was the 
wettest, longest, squirmiest thing I'd ever felt going 
into my cunt. I was looking over at my Master, feeling 
the harsh hand pressing my head down into the cool 
leather, and feeling an incomparable pleasure all at 
the same time.

My Master rose with a stunned expression on his face 
and slowly walked towards where I was laid open before 
this beast. The tongue never stopped. It kept delving 
in deeper and deeper and I started to cum with my eyes 
locked on my Master. I heard the dog as he devoured me. 
I heard Dream Dom as he praised his dog and told him 
what a good boy he was. I had never imagined how noisy 
this would be. His hand moved from my neck. He knew I 
wasn't going anywhere.

I was just starting to recover from the sensory 
overload when I heard Dream Dom say 'Satan, fuck' and 
felt the weight of the dog land on my back. Dream Dom's 
hand moved between my thighs as he guided Satan's cock 
into me and then he stepped back and let the dog do as 
he had been trained.

It was hard, and fast, and rough. Satan pounded into me 
and I just reached down to the legs of the ottoman and 
held on. My Master and Dream Dom must have stood and 
watched me get fucked, I heard their comments 
occasionally but all I could really do was feel. I felt 
him inside of me, getting bigger, I felt his drool 
dropping onto my back, and I felt myself cum over and 
over again.

When Satan stopped pounding into me, he stood behind 
me, panting, as his huge cock pulsed inside of me. I 
guess I was panting too.

The men walked around to my face and Dream Dom pulled 
my head up by the hair and slid his cock back in my 
mouth. As I lay there impaled on Satan's cock, they 
took turns fucking my mouth.

The three of them took turns for the rest of the night. 
It's good that I was prepared for anything. By the time 
my Master put me in the car for the ride home I was 
covered in cum and drool and bruises and scratches.

'So?' I asked as we sped towards home, 'just how many 
new friends have you made on the Internet?'

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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