“Are you OK?” the woman asked.
“Uh, mmm, I’m fine,” Claire stuttered.
“Bark! Bark!”
“Hey, she’s got a dog! Can I pet your dog, lady?” The boy headed straight towards her, running swiftly.
Her mind whirled.
“Not right now, please!” Claire tried to compose herself. She reached behind and felt her cold, naked ass and Earl’s hairy tail. She quickly dropped her skirt over their attached genitals, hoping it was enough, but knowing it wasn’t.
The little boy ran into the shelter. “Wow, that’s a pretty dog!” he said, petting Earl.
Mortified, Claire turned around to look at the boy, hoping he was too young to know what was happening.
“Come on, Tommy,” his mother shouted. “Leave the lady alone.”
“I’m sorry, Miss,” the father said. “I’ll come get him.”
“No!” Claire said. “I mean, it’s OK.”
“No problem at all,” the man said, “Come on, Tommy.” The man walked around the corner to the entrance of the shelter. He looked at Claire. He looked at Earl.
“Now, run to your mother, Tommy,” he said. Then in a low voice. “Right now.”
“Awwww! I wanted to play with the nice doggy!” The boy turned and left.
“Are you OK, Miss?” the man whispered. ‘Was this a wild dog? Was she raped by this animal or…’
Claire felt humiliated. Being caught tied to a dog!
Earl tried to greet the man. He tried to pull away from Claire, more determined this time. Claire was forced to move with him, or risk having her pussy torn. She hopped backwards. The tugging on her pussy intensified.
“Oh my,” the man said. This dog was friendly. This was no accident.
Claire couldn’t help it. She felt herself getting aroused.
‘OH GAWD!’
Her pussy began to quiver. Earl tugged again. Exquisite pain shook her pussy and her lips spread wider. Her clitoris swelled. The knot tickled it as she became more and more stretched out. She could cum right now, she realized. No, she was going to cum. Right now!
Unable to control herself, Claire plunged her fingers into her snatch and began rubbing furiously. Her fingers danced over her clit. She bit her lip. “Hnnnngghh! Hnnngh!” she cried. She felt the dog’s fat knot against her probing fingers. She was feeling so raunchy! So depraved! It was exhilarating!
The man watched, astounded. With an unnoticed glance towards his wife, he squatted down to better take in the sights and sounds before him.
Earl thought his actions were an invitation. He began wagging his tale. Each wiggle sent tremors through Claire’s body.
“Oh, fuck!” Claire hissed. She felt the first wave of orgasm roll over her. “Unnnggghhh!”
She worked her tired pussy faster and harder!
Squish, squish. Slap! Slap! The man hoped his family could not hear.
“Unnnnhhhh,” Claired moaned. “Ahhhh, ahhh, ahhhh!”
The knot tugged against her, putting even more pressure on her tight entrance. Earl’s knot was shrinking. ‘Oh no! It was coming out! Please no!’ Her pussy felt stretched to the limit. It caused another massive wave to crash over her. She clamped her pussy around the softening lump of dog-flesh.
“Nnnnggghh!”
Claire looked up, hoping beyond hope that the man was somehow not staring at her debase herself – not watching her cream all over a fat, doggy-dick. She met the man’s wide eyes with her own. She looked away, ashamed.
“Unnngghhh!”
It was no use. With a final tug, Earl pulled his huge knot out of Claire’s pussy. Another orgasmic tremble enthralled her as her cunt stretched to its max and then released. The intense feeling made her weak in the knees and she fell against the opening for support. What felt like a gallon of dog cum gushed out of her poor, suddenly empty, gaping and abused pussy.
Earl’s cock swayed back and forth. It was still red and swollen and now it was dripping obscenely. The man stared at the huge dog cock with its fat knot and wondered how it had ever fit inside of the young girl.
“Oh god! I’m so sorry,” Claire mumbled, hiding her bright-red face as the last orgasmic tremors faded. She was still slowly twiddling her clit, knowing her red, dripping pussy was now totally.
“No, I’m sorry to interrupt,” the man said. He stood up, petted Earl, winked at Claire.
“Michael? Aren’t you coming?” a shrill voice shouted.
The man smiled at Claire and Earl. “Thank you, that was amazing. I wish I could stay, but…” He turned and walked away.
“What took so long?” his wife asked.
“I was just petting her dog,” the man said. “He’s very friendly.”
“Dad, why were they touching butts?”
“What is he talking about?” the mother asked.
The dad just shrugged. “I have no idea,” he replied. “Just a girl and her dog,” He then added. “Hey honey, do you like dogs?”
“I love dogs, why?” she asked.
“Oh nothing,” the man said. “I was just thinking how nice it would be to have a dog in the house. You know, for the kids. And since you love dogs…”
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“Sorry I’m late, Mrs. Hill,” Claire said, closing the door behind her. “I really got tied up this morning.”
Claire hoped her pussy would stop leaking long enough to wash herself clean in the bathroom. Her panties were soaked! She was sure she reeked of dog cum and pussy juice and thought she felt some dripping down her leg again. She squeezed her legs together.
“No problem, Claire,” Mrs. Hill replied. “Oh, you only have four dogs to groom today. Mrs. Smith called to cancel.”
“Oh, OK,” Claire said, keeping her distance so her odor wouldn’t waft over to her boss.
“Are you still walking dogs every morning? Is that why you’re late?” Mrs. Hill asked.
“Yeah. Walking them and jacking them off and stuff, so they don’t hump their owner’s legs all the time,” Claire said. “Earl caused me some trouble at the park. He was a real pain in the twat today.” She giggled.
Mrs. Hill raised an eyebrow. “I see,” she said.
Claire quickly continued. “I’m getting too many dogs, I think Mrs. Hill. I do some in the mornings and some in the afternoons, and I’m getting calls to take on more. But, I don’t know if I can. What, with working here and trying to train Candice’s new dog all at the same time.”
“And, where do you do this ‘stuff’ that you do?” Mrs. Hill asked.
“At the park, usually,” Claire said. “I almost got caught once.” It was the truth. She almost was caught once, and was definitely caught this morning, but she wasn’t going to admit it. “And, I take them to my house after work, if no one’s home.”
“And if someone is home?”
“Well, the park, if I can find a quiet place. Or the alley behind the drug store…,”
“Oh, Claire,” Mrs. Hill said. “You’re doing too much, and you’re going to get caught sooner or later,” Mrs. Hill said. “Can I ask how much you charge for this special dog service?”
Claire told her.
“Oh, honey, that isn’t near enough for all you do. Not to mention the risk to your reputation!”
Claire added, “But it’s not all about the money, it’s about helping the poor dogs too.”
“Sure, I get it. I felt the same way when I was your age.” Mrs. Hill looked very thoughtful for a while. The room grew quiet. Claire squeezed her legs tighter. Mrs. Hill thought she smelled something vaguely familiar.
Claire was about to excuse herself to run to the restroom when Mrs. Hill stopped her. “OK, I have it all figured out, Claire. Here’s what you are going to do;