The female Sometimes I feel like a slave. It's not that my mistress doesn't make me happy: She cares a lot about me, and

The female Sometimes I feel like a slave. It's not that my mistress doesn't make me happy: She cares a lot about me, and is very affectionate, but I feel used, even in the most pleasant things. When he took me out of the kennel and When I started to be with her I had a completely different feeling: I noticed that I had given freedom. How different the joyful walks he enjoyed in his company with the horrible confinement in that very narrow cage! I felt very grateful and one could say that he admired her. Now, however, every time comes closer to me, I notice his selfish interest even in the most tender caresses. At first he didn't demand that much from me: He only accompanied me for walks and from time to time he would pass his hand over my back or over my head, as a reward for my faithful behavior as companion and guardian of your safety. But everything is It went wrong the day I sneaked into his room. Maybe I was wrong, but what did I know? It was mid-afternoon and hot. That summer was being unbearable. I already I was tired of resting, so I started walking around the house, to see if the He found me and wanted to play something with me. Not finding her in the dining room, I went to his room. The door was ajar, so I was able to sneak inside. I saw her lying on her bed, on her side, dressed in a light, semi-transparent nightgown, with one of her legs fully stretched, while the other, which It was higher, it was bent at a 90 degree angle. That gave me a beautiful perspective of her butt. I approached, attracted by such a singular image, while she continued sleeping peacefully, although sometimes I have wondered if In reality, she wouldn't be awake and all of this was nothing more than a setup for her. lead me towards the situations that I will narrate later. I have to say that I acted in a totally unconscious and instinctive way. I had never seen a human female in that state. That's precisely what called me curiosity and I approached. I sniffed it, and noticed that it was pleasant. I sensed that in that beautiful slit that outlined her round rear must have found her sex, then hidden under the thin fabric of a pretty blue thong. However, not I wanted to wake her up, and I limited myself to smelling her, but it was too late. The touch of my nose and my breath had awakened her, and she turned suddenly, looking at me with eyes very strange. I didn't know what he was thinking at the time, although it seemed to me somewhat scared and surprised. For a few moments, I thought he was going to get angry. with me, but no: He smiled in a very funny way and, bringing his face closer to the mine said some phrases to me that I didn't understand, while he passed his hand over my head lovingly. That calmed me down and I shook my tail as a sign of joy. while I moved from side to side, indicating that I wanted to do something, to take me for a walk, for example. But she didn't feel like walking. came back to lie down in more or less the same position as before, but this time he was not asleep, logically, and I noticed that she showed her ass more clearly, to the point that some hairs were visible outside the thong, as if pointing to the place where the most pleasant part of his anatomy was found. I asked myself what the hell I should do at that moment. By For a few seconds I thought that she had no interest in me bothering her, and that she wanted still asleep, so I walked towards the door, but when I was almost Outside the room, I saw him raise his face and say something to me. I don't I understood, but I turned back to her, surprised. Then he sat up, took off his thong and lay down again, this time on his back, with one leg hanging over a edge of the bed and the other completely bent, with the foot resting on the bed sheets. Her pussy, therefore, was perfectly visible, and she herself had left open on purpose. He looked at me, smiling, and I didn't know what to do. I thought he wanted me to give pleasure to his sex, but I didn't understand it, since She was human and I was a dog. How could we enjoy each other? Not to me I was attracted to her smooth, shaved body, and I don't think she was attracted to it either. funny mine, hairy and not suitable for his anatomy. But in the absence of alternatives, I thought it wouldn't be bad to try, and I put my nose close to his crotch. Her thighs opened a little more to make room for me, and then I started sniffing. It seemed to me that the smell of a female in heat was more pronounced, so that I licked From here his passion was unleashed. I saw the expression on your face changed. He was no longer smiling, his mouth was half open and he was panting, as he said things that I didn't understand, but that I thought were to cheer me up. From time to time he arched his back slightly to bring even more so his sex to my mouth. I gave him a few stronger licks each time, and Her entire crotch was already completely soaked between her own juices and my drool Her female scent was becoming more and more intense, and it was clear that she I liked all that. His moans became more and more violent, until There came a point where he let out two or three loud screams and his whole body convulsed. Then she stayed almost still, sighing and caressing herself. slowly. I continued licking, although with less intensity, because I had scared by his violent reaction. I saw that she sat up to remain seated, and I looked at his face: A big smile adorned his face. She was disheveled and somewhat blushing, but above all what caught my attention the most was the shine of her eyes, which looked like those of a person possessed by some narcotic or who I was crazy. He put his hand over my head and said a few words to me, I imagine congratulations. I had already entertained myself enough, so I returned to the living room to stay asleep in a corner. The rest of the day nothing happened that deserves to be told. However, my mistress's behavior changed from then on. HE He was very kind to me, and often took me to his bedroom so I could I stayed there while she changed her clothes. He often undressed and he would lie on the bed, with his legs spread, so that I could contemplate it this way. He also often rubbed himself and his female smell hot it made me very nervous. Even though I wasn't a bitch, I wanted to try that flavor, so I went closer and licked it, licked it without stopping, while She shook, moaned, screamed and told me things that I didn't understand. When those horrible spasms came, I continued licking for a few seconds, during which she seemed to enjoy lot. This custom became more and more common until a time when we did it every day. His sexual fluid had already transformed into one of my daily drinks, and the truth is that I myself like it. I had ended up liking that woman, even though she had I liked the taste of a real bitch more. After a few weeks of routine in our practices, I began to notice that suddenly my mistress was much more concerned about my hygiene. I washed myself a lot and It took me several days to the vet, which I find extremely disgusting. I wondered why there was so much sudden interest in me, and a night I had the answer. He took me to his room like almost always, and I thought I was going to have another licking session, but surprisingly, I saw that I I bandaged the front legs and began to sense that new things were going to happen. Then I noticed that she brought her hand to my member and began to caress it. Me That was very violent to me and I backed away. She calmed me down by stroking my back. and telling me tender words, but I doubted. Little by little, however, I began to notice a certain pleasure when feeling his hand massaging me in that part so delicate of my body. She was completely naked from the waist down, while on top he wore a t-shirt. He didn't stop touching me and I felt hotter and hotter, more excited. She noticed it, and changed position. He got on all fours in front mine, so that I could see her sex perfectly. He began to touch it, and My sense of smell, so sensitive to these things, began to reach that smell that was already had become so familiar to me. Thinking that he wanted me to do it to him always, I started to lick her, and she moaned as usual, but after a few seconds I noticed that he wanted to change: He was getting closer to me and trying to get me to placed above it. Moved by the excitement of my member and by the such an appropriate posture that she presented, I wanted to ride her, as if It was a bitch. I then put my front paws on it and started a lunge, but I missed it and returned to my initial position. I tried several times, and I always realized that she was trying to help me in my clumsy beginnings as a stud male, but everything was a failure, until at one point Then I noticed that she lowered her ass a little, leaving it at the exact height for me. cock: it was time, so I charged. My device fit perfectly, and she screamed. For a moment I got the feeling that he was scared and wanted to move forward to get rid of me, but it was not going to be possible: I already I was determined to continue until the end: I was going to fuck my female if she got as it was. She was trying to get rid of me, she was agitated, but I I had a good grip on her, and furthermore, with a couple of grunts I scared her so much that she didn't He dared to move more. Confident in my strength, I began to pump at high speed. speed, and I had a great time, putting my meat in and out of that body so soft and delicate. At that moment my mistress was nothing more than a bitch to me, and I think she began to understand it too. He was no longer trying to get rid of me. hug, but she let me do whatever I wanted with her. I started to hearing her moan and scream like she had never done before. He shouted phrases that I didn't I understood, as if I were crazy, and from time to time I seemed to notice that She was shaking, like those convulsions she got when I licked her. It was no longer a woman: it was a female. Their species mattered little. Her instincts took over and she only wanted a male to possess her. I was there to do it, and at the end of the day there was no no reason not to fulfill your wishes. He had at least three or four of those attacks while I fucked her. No wonder: The truth is that he was giving It was very hard, and my dog couldn't take it anymore; She seemed completely dedicated, and although I do not understand the language of humans, I am sure that I was begging me to continue, to break her in two and to subject her to my strength and to my masculine impulse. There came a time when I couldn't take it anymore, and a strange electric shock It shook my whole body. I noticed how my cock released large amounts of liquid inside the body of that woman, who was now my dog, and her screams and Moans filled the room with a strange atmosphere. Both her and me We were shaking for a few seconds as a result of the violent reaction of our bodies. Afterwards, I felt much calmer and much more at ease, and she also seemed very exhausted, but although I couldn't see her face face, I sensed that he was in a moment of supreme happiness, as if would have expelled from within him all his pent-up rage, all his desires for better saved. Already satisfied, I tried to get out, but I saw that I couldn't. I was hooked on she. I changed position and turned my back to him, but my cock had entered in such a way that there was no way to remove it. When trying to extract it, I was dragging with me the body of my dog, who, in order not to get hurt, moved just like me, and I heard him moan with great pleasure even now, as if these new jerks would make her enjoy it even more. I was surprised by the resistance and lust of the females human. Not even bitches can compare to them, because they don't have a single mating season, but they are always ready, and they also endure a lot, always asking for more, like insatiable females. Its soft and delicate appearance deceives: in reality they contain within themselves the most voracious creature for a male of any kind, since I myself had been able to verify that they were not content with those of theirs, but they went even further. In fact, from that day we have tried many different combinations, she has made me fuck her since many different positions, and he even responds to my licks by kissing me on the mouth and joining his small tongue with mine, big and wet. There is nothing that a bitch could do to me that she doesn't do to me, and on the other hand, many of the things that It makes me not a bitch. In this I realize that human beings They are a superior species, since they are capable of enjoying these pleasures much more than us. Logically, this did not stop here, but he became so fond of these practices like those of licking, and sometimes he even endured both consecutively, with amazing resistance. I really enjoy her, and I think she much more with me, because she is becoming more and more affectionate and takes better care of me. Lately it's starting to worry me. He is so interested in pleasing my instincts (although in reality he also indulges his own) that almost behaves like a little dog, walking on all fours, naked around the house, like trying to get my attention by moving his butt funny. Of course, I don't waste those opportunities that come my way to ride it, and I do it great step, but sometimes I also wonder if all this isn't crazy, and if she would not do well to buy me a companion of my kind, and to find herself her to someone who could fuck her in positions other than the ones she usually My condition as a quadruped imposes on me. Instead, it behaves in a way very jealous and possessive. When we are walking through the park and a dog passes by my side, tied by her master, she tries to avoid them at all costs, and it bothers her that she barks at me and becomes interested in me, or that I try to get closer to her to sniff it His eyes light up with rage and jealousy, and then, when we reach home a little later, makes me put it back together, as if I wanted to show me in this way that I am her only male, and she my only female.