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The Camp Slut- Night 3
Date: 3/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Bestiality, Blowjob, Coercion, Consensual Sex, Cum Swallowing, Discipline, Domination/submission, Erotica, Exhibitionism, Female exhibitionist, Hardcore, Humiliation, Males / Female, Oral Sex, Reluctance, Romance, Slavery, Spanking, Author: Nightside, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com
breathing coming quicker, her eyes fluttered closed, but we were all sure she wasn't mentally running away. Steve shifted his right hand to her shoulder, pulling her harder onto his impaling shaft. He started panting. "Oh. man. not. going. to. laaAAAAHH!" He rammed forward, pushing her hard enough that the ice chest almost fell over. Her scream of pleasure matched his, their bodies shaking and shivering at their mutual release. He leaned down over her, kissing her shoulder, his hands wrapping around her chest, caressing. Softly he said, "Mine. Bitch. That's your name now. Bitch." She shivered again, nodding, and panted, "Yes, Sir. I am your Bitch." We all applauded, even Slut. She even crawled over and gave Bitch a long, open mouthed kiss- which Bitch returned. She smiled, and whispered, "Welcome, sister." Then Slut screamed. We had all been focusing on Steve, his new Bitch, and Slut. What we missed was Bitch's dog, the big sheppard, had gotten a bit agitated during his owner's claiming. She was screaming, but not calling for him, so he was confused. He could smell the arousal of two different females. Then one of them presented itself. The smell of sex had him excited, so he went for the offered pussy. My Slut. I've seen the videos of women trying to get their dogs to mount them, missing, dry humping, and being more frustrating than satisfying until they somehow managed to hit the right spot. How they, as a species, manage to survive is a mystery to me. Except for Barker. ...