For a Special Lady…

One day I will take you out to a public park at night. We’ll disembark in the designated parking area and I’ll make you strip all the down to your skin. I’ll take your clothes and put it in a backpack and then I’ll collar you. I’ll attach a leash to your collar and from then on, you will only walk on all fours. You are not to respond as a human, but with the barks of a dog, and the oinks and snorting of a sow. I’ll walk you over the cooling concrete from the day’s sun. Your progress will be slow, so I will tug on your leash if you get too far behind me.

Your knees will be red and sore immediately, and you’ll want me to bind it up to prevent the scraping but I’ll ignore you. This late at night, we’ll only encounter joggers and dogwalkers. On this particular night, we see a man with a dog walking our direction. You start to turn and pull away, trying to find some place to hide. But I hold you steady, even shorten the leash until I’m holding it close to your collar.

The man approaches, becoming illuminated under the light of the lamppost, and gives his greeting. His dog, a black labrador, goes around behind you and sniffs your behind.

“Your dog likes my bitch,” I remark.

“Looks like it,” the man says as if this is the most karaman escort normal thing in the world. “Hey, this is my first time walking in this park, do you know where the public men’s room is?”

I say to him, “No need. We have a urinal right here,” and I gesture at you.

You snuffle like a pig and whine like a dog.

“Here, feel free to use this urinal,” I say.

“Perfect timing,” he says.

The man ties his leash to nearby bench and the dog obediently waits to the side.

The man unbuckles his belt and undoes the hook holding his fly together and unzips. He takes his semi-hard cock out and aims it at the top of your head and starts to release a stream of strong smelling piss.

“Up!” I command, and you lift your head obediently. You know what’s required of you. You open your mouth and catch his piss directly. He finishes pissing and he shakes to get the last drip out. He makes a motion to put away his cock, but then he picks up a handful of your hair to wipe his cock.

“Ah, nice piss,” the man says, “Thanks!”

I nod at him and I give a little feed into the length of the leash and yank your neck slightly, just to make you start “walking” again.

“Maybe my Samson here kars escort and your bitch there can have a nice playdate one day,” the man said.

“Sure,” I said casually, “I’ll set it up. What’s your number?”

I notice Samson had ambled over to lamppost. He begins raising his leg and I leap into action. Keeping the leash loop around my wrist, I bring the backpack around and take out your clothes and place them under the dog. His steady stream of piss drenches your clothes, marking his territory. The dog finishes and lowers his leg. I collect your upgraded habillements and return them to my backpack. Something for later at the bar. I want you to be recognized as wearing piss soaked clothes, they just won’t know it’s dog’s piss.

You whine like a dog your displeasure.

“Oh?” I say and raise an eyebrow. “Maybe she needs a little treat. You up for it?”

“Why the hell not,” the man says, and takes out his cock. He steps forward and you waggle your ass with a frown on your face, looking up at him.

He grabs your piss-soaked hair and pulls the back of your head towards his semi. He forces it between your lips and smushes it against the inside of your cheeks. You involuntarily use your tongue to kıbrıs escort please the bottom of his cock, before you remember that he’s not me. Suddenly, his hand flies out of nowhere and connects with your face. Your face turning red from the slap, you turn your eyes up toward the man.

“Who told you to stop licking my cock, bitch? Use that tongue to clean every crevice.”

I was a little taken aback at his sudden ferocity, but it didn’t phase me.

The man’s cock hardens, and he starts pumping his cock between your lips, from time to time, slapping you to remember to look up at him, and not at the cock penetrating your mouth. You gag and choke on his dick.

I slap your ass hard, and you moan.

“Let the man finish,” I say calmly as your ass turns red.

The man continues pumping his cock into your mouth, ignoring your watering eyes and coughs until he gets a good rhythm. He starts grunting and moaning and holds the back of your head with both hands. Your eyes alternate between opening wide to see what’s happening to you and closed shut with discomfort.

Finally the man forces his cock as far down your throat as he can and I see his cock bulging your throat. It twitches in time with his cock squirting his cum.

He finally lets you go and your mouth is sloppy with saliva and you cough up some of his semen.

You almost sit up on your knees, but you remember in time and you stay on all fours.

“Good girl,” I say.

I turn back to the bemused owner, “Ah yes,” I say. “Your number?”