I locked her hand back in its chained cuff so that, once more, she was completely immobilized.
I clambered up on top of her, resting my cock on her back door entrance, awash in Duke’s dog cum, while I kept most of my on my hands and feet. After carefully positioning myself, I let myself drop an inch or so into her. With her body on the board, there was no way for her to reduce the impact, no “give” in her position.
My cock head stabbed her asshole, my thick mushroom plowed through her sphincter.
Melanie screamed in pain, then rested a few moments, and eventually whispered, “Do it. Make it hurt, Daddy.”
With one inch in already, I let myself fall. All my weight landed on her, and all the remaining six and a half inches of my thick cock plowed straight into her barely prepared asshole.
Melanie shrieked like a banshee. I looked at the screen to watch her face as she winced, as she cried out, and as she began to cry. Yes, even with the dog cum still on her face, I could see her tears beginning to fall.
I whispered in her ear, so low that neither Maddie nor the cameras could pick it up. “Yellow or Red? It’s okay, say it honey.”
She turned her head back to me, and I moved my head to that side so we could see each other. Her face hardened. She spoke in a low, almost menacing tone through her gritted teeth.
“Get to work, Daddy. I don’t want her to see you break me.”
She turned her head so that she looked directly into the camera. With each long hard thrust of my cock into her tight asshole, she winced and grunted “Fuck”. I have never been more proud of her, my Melanie. She was competitive, so I knew I had to be careful not to take her too far, now that she was so deep in subspace. But I also knew she didn’t want to “tap out”, not with Maddie watching.
Speaking of Maddie, I asked Melanie, “Sweetie, would you like Maddie to rub you? Ask her properly now…”
“Maddie would you… (unh)… please rub my… (unh)… rub my filthy… (unh)… nasty… dog-fucked cunt?”
As Maddie slid her hand under Melanie’s pelvis, I grabbed Melanie’s hair and moved it to her right side, exposing her left shoulder and neck area. I leaned back down on her and picked up my rate of ass-fucking. I rutted in her ass like a wild animal, like a wild dog, even.
Then I made my move. Actually, Melanie taught me this one; it never even occurred to me to do this but she said it made her feel so submissive, so owned, so… loved…
I kissed her neck, right where it began to rise up from her shoulder. It tasted strange, a combination of her sweat and Duke’s cum and drool, probably. But what the fuck; you pays the price and you take your chances. I began to suck on her neck.
Melanie was still grunting “Fuck” about two times a second, but she took time out from that to scream again as my teeth sank into her soft flesh. Her whole body flinched, trembled, and then tightened up as her orgasm began.
Her ass clamped down on my throbbing cock as her pussy clenched with orgasmic waves. She moaned low and loud as wave after wave pulsed through her entire body. I tasted that coppery taste of blood in my mouth; and I swallowed it all down.
I felt her cum waves as they made her ass twitch. My own orgasm rocketed through my cock, showering the inside of her ass with powerful jets of sperm, again and again, and again… filling her hole with cum.
Utterly spent, we basked in the glow of post-orgasmic bliss. Time passed. I gently licked her new wound, cleaning it up. Then kissed her neck tenderly, whispering how proud of her I was and how much I loved her. She cried quietly, releasing the last bit of pent-up emotion. I couldn’t bring myself to kiss her cheek or lips, she was still covered in dog cum.
At some point during the anal rape, Maddie came herself, several times. She leaned down and kissed me, then kissed Melanie on her cummy lips. We promised to talk the next day, she dressed and let herself out.
I grabbed the little sport camera and made sure to film my cock pulling out of Melanie’s asshole. She gaped, oh like a fucking pornstar! I easily slid three fingers into her cum-filled ass, eliciting another moan from Melanie.
I crawled up to her and stuck my cock into her mouth so she could clean me. It was kind of a ritual, her cleaning my cock. No matter where it’s been. She lovingly licked and sucked all my cum down her throat.
“Melanie… I love you so much, you know that don’t you?”
She nodded dreamily.
“And I love you, Daddy. More than you can possibly imagine.”
I carefully unbuckled her wrists, then took the chain off her legs. She reluctantly began to rise up, but then she rose up too far.
“Whoa, honey!” I yanked her chain a little. “You’re still in bitch mode, my love. Do you trust me?”
She looked at me and nodded, then whispered, “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good girl. Let’s have one last drink and pee before bedtime.”
And I walked her on her leash to the fenced enclosure. Even after being so thoroughly worn out, she still crawled in a sexy way; she just couldn’t help but be sexy. She bent her head down and slurped up water from Duke’s bowl. Then she ambled over to the pee corner and, with no hesitation, she peed on the concrete. The hot liquid splashed over both her legs and feet, and she didn’t even care. I pointed to Duke’s big round pillow bed.
“Lay.”
Melanie slowly crawled onto the big dog pillow, and lay down on it, curled up in an almost fetal position.
“Good night, my love.”
She looked at up me with the most sorrowful eyes you ever saw. Glistening, pleading, her eyes tugged at my heart. She thought I was really going to leave her out here. To be honest, it occurred to me to do just that. But, I missed my Melanie. I wanted to kiss her, and hold her, and love her.
I smiled enigmatically and walked inside the house, shutting the slider and locking it behind me.
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When I knew she couldn’t see me, I dashed into our master bedroom and turned on the hot water for the tub. It held a couple hundred gallons or more, it would take a while to fill up. But the nice thing about it was that it had built-in Jacuzzi jets and it’s own separate heater so the water would stay hot.
I went to the kitchen and began lighting every candle we had, and we had a lot. I placed them in the bathroom, around the tub, in the bedroom, and in the hallway leading to it. Then I opened her favorite white wine and poured a very large chilled glass, and also poured her a giant ice-water. I got some grapes and bits of cheese and salami and made us a little plate for the bathroom.
Satisfied, I… wait! I told Alexa to play some soft love songs, and she rewarded me with an “Ambrosia” song. Nice.
I looked at the clock and saw that eight minutes had elapsed. Not much time but it probably felt like forever to Melanie. I opened the slider and stepped back outside.
Melanie was lying curled up on Duke’s bed facing the window. But when I came outside, she quickly rolled over, away from me. I smiled, I understood. But I hoped I could bring her out of it pretty quickly.
I knelt down beside her in the warm night air. Gently, I unhooked her leash and tossed it noisily aside. Very delicately, I slid my fingers to her collar and unbuckled it, also tossing it aside.