The K9 Queen - Victoria’s Story

Author's note:

This chapter is from Sarah’s point of view. 

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It wasn’t just me that got a new outfit, Max got a blue bandana that Vic tied around his neck. He looked quite cute. Soon after I was in Mistress’ study, doing a good impression of a dog slut, sitting on the floor with Max while Vic talked to Mistress.

“Victoria, I have to say, I’m mightily impressed, Sarah is coming along beautifully, she looks wonderful.”

“Thank you, Mistress, she’s a good girl now, she’ll do as she is told. She’s even looking forward to meeting Scoop again this afternoon.”

“The German Sheppard? Oh, he’s a handsome chap indeed, I don’t blame you one bit Sarah, I hope love blossoms.”

I felt like being fucking sick. I smiled and kept my mouth shut.

“I just wanted to say that you are doing very well. The first footage of you on the island has been edited and episode one of your series has been released. I was always hopeful that it would be well received but even I was taken aback at the response, people are clambering for more.”

“Mistress, I don’t know what to say, I feel very proud.”

“And so you should be. Keep this up Victoria, just carry on as you have been.”

Then she looked directly at me, “And Sarah, I know this is hard for you but I can see that you’re trying your best. By way of a reward, I’ve allocated you your own room. It’s very nice, I’m sure you’ll be comfortable there. And you can both have a little free time every now and then as well. I’ll leave it up to you to allocate yours and Sarah’s free time Victoria. But don’t spoil her too much though.”

“Thank you, Mistress, I won’t spoil her too much, I promise.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” I said.

“Good. Now then, you’d better get going, you have a doggy play date to get to and I’m expecting a good show.”

We followed a maid to what she called the drawing room, although it looked like a large plush living room to me. The other dogs were already there, the big black and white hound, a Rottweiler, and Scoop. Max seemed to get on well enough with them, then I remembered that they’d all been raised and trained together in the kennels so he probably knew these dogs. The room had all sorts of dog toys and treats scattered about as well as lots of comfy cushions and two of those oblong bench things that are the right height for the dogs to fuck us.

The dogs all had a sniff at us and got excited but it was very playful stuff. Vic stripped off and instantly Max was at her cunt, sniffing about and licking her.

While she tried to calm Max she unhooked my lead and said, “Go on, go have fun.”

I knew what I had to do. I made a beeline for Scoop and played with him, tussling his fur and rolling about with him. The two other dogs were just milling around, drinking water, eating the food laid out or messing with dog toys. It didn’t take Vic long to have Max fuck her. She put her hand under him and jerked him off to get him hard, then laid over the bench thingy and off he went, banging his ‘wife’ as if his life depended on it. He fell off her and then quickly went at her again, she was coming and yelling in glee like a true dog slut. When I first saw Vic having orgasms with the dogs I thought she was faking it. But by the time of the play date it was obvious that she wasn’t acting, she was loving this.

‘Let's get this done’ I thought. I got Scoop hard with my hand then got on the bench. He licked around under my tail at my pussy for a bit then mounted me. I had to hold my butt plug pink fluffy tail out of the way and after a bit of messing around he finally penetrated me. A dog doesn’t have any notion of starting off slowly, they slam it in as hard and as fast as they can and don’t let up. Scoop was fucking me in a frenzied state, almost like he was showing off for the other dogs. A German Sheppard has strong legs and is a heavy dog, they have the muscle to push in hard and ram their cum in as deep as possible. Talking of cum, while I’m yelling in pain (and I’ll admit a little pleasure too) Scoop was delivering loads of it. It was constantly dribbling out of me.

Vic and I were both knotted with Scoop and Max locked in us, we were kneeling over those bench things and facing each other, her eyes were closed though, I could tell she was enjoying this. Scoop’s knot was wedged deep in me, I was going nowhere for the time being. I just had to lay on the bench with him draped over me and panting next to my head. Every few seconds his balls contracted and pumped cum. It just kept coming and never seemed to stop, I could feel the hot, sticky goo inside me. It was a pleasant experience until the knot came out, slowly and painfully. For a few seconds, I couldn’t breathe until it finally slipped out. I gasped for breath as Scoop lapped at my battered pussy. In front of me, Max was finished with Vic and was messing with a dog toy so Vic was now trying to coax the black and white hound to mount her.

As soon as Scoop moved away from me the Rottweiler started sniffing around my ass so I just stayed where I was. It didn’t take long for him to claim my cunt for himself. He was a heavy dog and his weight pinned me to the bench, I don’t think I could have moved even if I wanted to. He had a fat cock but never knotted in me, he did mount me on and off about four times though, hard and fast, but not painfully so, he may have looked mean but he was quite sweet really. When the Rottie was finished Max decided he’d have a bit of me too and finally, not wanting to be left out, the hound had his turn on me.

I had been lying on that stool for about an hour, during which time each of the four dogs had fucked me. I was sore and leaking ridiculous amounts of dog cum. But this wasn’t so bad as I thought it would be, the dogs were good-tempered and playful. I’d lost count of how many times Vic got fucked, she seemed to happily coax one dog after another to mount her, she’d had each of them at least twice by this time.

We both took a break, sitting on the sofa and drinking water while the dogs played about. As we chatted, occasionally a dog would come over and lick our pussies, then get bored and move off before another took their place and lapped between our legs. While we sat there talking and resting it became almost nonchalant and very routine the way we’d just open our legs, let them have a lick and then they’d move off. Soon though their licking got a bit more frantic. Scoop was being particularly insistent in his lapping at my cunt.

“I think he wants you again Sarah,” said Vic.

“I think you’re right, I’ll get on the bench for him,” I said moving off the sofa and leaving a huge wet patch on the fabric.

“I’ve got an idea,” said Vic, “I’ll lay on the floor and you can get on top of me in a sixty-nine. That way I’ll get a good view from underneath while you get mounted!”

She was genuinely excited at this prospect, jumping up and down and clapping like a kid a Christmas as we got into position. Once she’d laid down I got on top of her and rather than wait to be told I just started licking her cunt, which was pretty disgusting given that she was filled with dog come. To be fair to Vic, I was just as come filled and she was lapping away at my pussy too, which felt lovely.

Soon enough one of the dogs, I’m not sure which one, started licking my butt and I could hear Vic encouraging him to mount me. As she did this Max decided he wanted to help me lick Vic, which was actually quite sweet, he’d lick her for a bit then stop, I’d have a go then Max would go again.

Evidently, Vic liked this a lot as it only took her five minutes or so to have an orgasm. I was pleased she was enjoying herself and once I got used to it I happily continued bringing her off. But I was then distracted by the dog mounting me, a quick look over my shoulder told me it was the Rottweiler. After the usual licking around my bum and a few false starts he got inside me. It was too much for me to concentrate on licking Vic’s cunt while being banged by a one-hundred-and-forty-pound Rottweiler but Max was happy to cover that duty while I took a fucking.

Vic was yelling out in blissful ecstasy as her climax continued for what seemed like an age. The Rottie did his job well and fucked me on and off for around ten minutes. He didn’t knot though, which I was grateful for, but he did dump loads of come inside me. When he moved off me I went to move but Vic held me in place.

“No, stay there for a second,” she said and lapped at my cunt, making ‘mmmm’ noises.

Then I realised what she was doing, she was drinking dog come from my cunt, and enjoying it too. Eventually, she gently slapped my butt, giving me the universal sign for ‘get off’. If I had known what she had in mind though I would have stayed where I was. 

When I rolled off I could see Vic had come on her face, quite a lot of it. It must have been dribbling down on her while the Rottie was doing me. When I stood up Vic stayed on the floor on her back and the Rottie was still nearby, with his hard cock bobbing about underneath him. She manoeuvred herself under him and started sucking his cock, which instantly began dripping more of the clearish milky fluid that Vic eagerly drank down. I knew where this was going, I was going to have to suck a dog off.

Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck. I really didn’t want to do this, but what choice did I have? I could wait to be told to do it by Vic, and then refuse, which would risk putting me back in Mistress's bad books, a place I could ill afford to be. The only other choice was to be seen to be happily joining in, and thus improving my position on the island. There was only one real option for me.

I took a deep breath and reluctantly said to Vic, “That looks like fun, what’s it like?”

She looked up from under the Rottie, her face shining with glistening fluid and smiled widely, “It’s wonderful, they love it, you should try it and see, it’s sooooo much fun.”

And with that, she began swallowing the cock again. For his part the Rottie stood still and let her do it, which would suggest he was quite happy with what was happening.

I looked around to see which dog I was going to blow, Max was licking his own balls and seemed happy so I left him where he was. The hound was messing with a dog toy so I left him alone too. But Scoop was near me and as if reading my mind, started nudging me and sniffing around my crotch. He’ll do I thought.

I got on the floor and Scoop seemed a little perplexed, he obviously wanted me on all fours. His cock was semi-hard and took only a few strokes of my hand to have him fully erect again. I got in the right position underneath him, closed my eyes and licked the cock dangling over me. Scoop stood still, he probably didn’t know what was happening beyond that it felt nice, but he stayed put. I gingerly licked his length, trying hard to avoid getting come in my mouth, but I knew that was daft, I was going to have to drink the stuff sooner or later if I was going to do this properly.

“Mmmm, this is fun, and it tastes nice too, I don’t know why I’ve never done it before,” I said, those words proving as hard to swallow as the dog come.

“I know, right!” Giggled Vic from somewhere behind me.

Like most things to do with dog sex, I discovered that once you got used to it wasn’t so bad. Soon enough I was blowing Scoop like an old pro, I even had a turn sucking off Max as well.

Our afternoon wasn’t all dog sex though, there was a lot of fun and play with the dogs and we drank champagne and ate delicious cup cakes. Vic and I actually enjoyed ourselves, it was the first time I’d smiled since the car crash. There was even some laughter. For the rest of the afternoon, we fucked and sucked the dogs, we would take a break and have something to eat or play with them for a bit, then have more sex with them. By late afternoon Vic and I had been repeatedly used like pack bitches in heat by all four dogs more times than we could count. We were covered in dog cum and knackered. Not to mention very sore.

When we were done Vic had two maids join us in the shower and wash us, it was lovely to have them pamper us. We ate a light meal in the garden then Vic took me to my new room. It was nothing like Vic’s room, it was smaller and not as plush but honestly, it was still very nice, I’d have happily paid to stay there had it been a hotel.

“Spend the rest of the day and tonight resting and relaxing, do what you want, but remember you’re being watched, so don’t do anything daft,” she said.

“Are you sure? Mistress said not to spoil me?”

“You’re my pet and if I want to spoil you I will!”

“Thank you.”

“Seriously though, you need rest, we both do. Tomorrow we start again.”

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A signing-off note from Sarah:

Looking back at it now, that doggy play date was a pivotal moment for me. Going in there I still held some vestiges of defiance, although to what end I didn’t know. But during the course of the afternoon something changed in me. I’m sure the random orgasms helped but there was a lot more to it than that. I’d thought it would be a gruelling affair but Vic and I had fun, we laughed and enjoyed ourselves. But more importantly, we formed the beginning of a bond that would last the rest of our lives. As I lay in bed alone that night, I realised that my old life was gone forever and a new life was open to me, all I had to do was reach out and take it.

This is Vic’s story, not mine, and she’s a much better writer than I am so I’ll let her finish her story now. I’d like to thank her for letting me contribute and to say one more time how sorry I am for how I treated her. She’s truly an angel and I’m blessed to still have her in my life.

I love you, Vic.

Sarah x