(author’s note: if you haven’t read ‘The Collector’ chapters 1 and 2 on Literotica, [http://www.literotica.com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=1435382&page=submissions] you may wish to do so, since this is a continuation of that series. Why this episode can’t be posted there may become obvious.)
It was a Monday morning, and Kitty was at the clinic early, for their weekly staff meeting. This had been Mr. Clark’s idea, to have such weekly meetings. Kitty thought of him now as George all the time, rather than Mr. Clark, just as she thought of the main receptionist as Trish. They worked well together, like a family – like a well oiled machine. Of course, they weren’t legally a family, which was just as well, given that incest is such a taboo in most of the world. Because, after all, at these staff meetings, all three of them stripped completely naked.
Add to that the fact that the ‘staff’ in question was George’s stiff, fat cock, and it was probing deeply inside Kitty’s pussy, rooting around inside her in a fashion that she adored. Kitty’s hands were braced against the edge of the desk as she bent forward from her waist and stood with her legs more than shoulder width apart. As she looked down and back towards her feet, Kitty had a good look at Trish’s torso and tits, as her strawberry blonde friend knelt beneath her. Trish had one of her arms wrapped around Kitty’s low back for support as she leaned back to use her tongue on Kitty’s clit, and George’s cock and balls. Her other hand was busy toying with Kitty’s breasts and nipples.
George was a good boss, and a fair man. After plowing Kitty’s pussy for a while, he had the two young women change places, so that Trish could also enjoy some fucking, and Kitty could get her licks in. No wonder the three of them arrived early each Monday morning, looking forward to such meetings. George had a new lease on his sex life after Kitty had started her employment. Not only was he fucking Trish and Kitty on a regular basis now, he also had the two new assistants, Clara and Simone, reporting to him. Reporting for inspections, which led to mutually enjoyed arousal and sex. So George’s stamina had improved immensely.
After holding himself back, edging, making sure that both Trish and Kitty had cum at least once, he finally released his self-restraint. At that moment, he was fucking Trish, but he knew that Kitty wouldn’t mind at all, because the two women were very good about sharing. With a happy grunt of release, George unloaded a healthy dose of semen deep into Trish’s love tunnel.
“Kitty! He’s spurting into me!” Trish half moaned and half howled. It was actually obvious to both of the women. After all, Trish could feel George’s cock rippling and twitching inside her. And Kitty could see him doing what they decided to call his ‘ejaculation bounce’ – an endearing movement in which he rapidly lifted his heels from the floor and slammed them back down again several times, while gripping the woman’s waist firmly. In a private discussion, Kitty and Trish speculated that he might be trying to shake the last drops of his cum from his dick into them, either consciously or subconsciously. Whatever the reason, they enjoyed his passionate climaxes.
Once George had backed up, easing his cock out of Trish with a happy squelching sound, Kitty moved in to wrap her lips around it, sucking it clean. She worked quickly, because she knew that a tasty stream of white jizz would soon be oozing out of Trish’s still gaping pussy. Kitty swung around just in time to see the first glob emerge. She sealed her lips against Trish’s labia and began vacuuming the sperm deposit into her mouth, poking her tongue inside and flipping it around to speed the withdrawal.
With bulging cheeks, she tapped on Trish’s butt as a signal. The strawberry blond turned around and knelt down, wrapping her arms around Kitty as their lips came together in a kiss. During the kiss, Kitty parted her lips enough to let Trish have her share of George’s spunk. They rubbed their tits together sensuously as they slowly swallowed his gift. Watching them, George felt his semi-limp cock twitch as he saw this display.
As was their custom for these meetings, George had spread a couple of large, fluffy towels out on the sofa in his office. He now seated himself in the center, so that Trish and Kitty could sit on either side of him, and cuddle against him. Kitty broke the silence by asking, “So, do we have anything to discuss at this week’s staff meeting?” Impishly, as she said the word ‘staff’ she nonchalantly took a gentle grip on George’s cock. Not to be left out, Trish also took hold of it as the two women waited to see if he had anything to discuss.
“Actually, yes we do,” George stated. “Everything here at the clinic seems to be going swimmingly, thanks to the ‘hands-on’ approach instigated by Kitty, and now also being carried out by Simone and Clara. Donations have increased in both frequency and volume, I’m happy to say. But you know it makes good business sense to look for new opportunities for diversification and growth.”
Kitty and Trish gave each other a quizzical look, wondering what he meant. They didn’t have to wait long for him to elucidate.
“Two days ago, I had a meeting with Mr. Thor Sorensen. You may not have heard of him, or his company, but they provide an important veterinary service. Many animals with impeccable pedigree are used for stud service. In the past, the females had to be shipped to the location of the stud male, because it’d been found that he performs better in familiar surroundings. But that was a lot of expense, shipping the pedigree females, sometimes across the country. And there was also the danger that they might be injured during the journey.”
Kitty and Trish still looked confused, but they politely held their questions as he continued. “Of course, once artificial insemination procedures were perfected, it became a lot easier to collect semen samples from the pedigreed males, dilute them to a certain extent and store them in liquid nitrogen. That allowed the owners of the pedigreed females to merely order one or more vials of sperm for breeding purposes. Really, it’s not much different that what we’re currently doing here in this facility for human beings.”
Trish and Kitty both started to speak at the same moment, creating a garbled sound. Figuring that she and Kitty were probably on the same wavelength, Trish held back, and let Kitty continue. “Are you thinking that we should expand our operation, and start collecting animal semen, George?” He smiled and nodded. Kitty continued, “But we don’t have the expertise to do that, and I don’t think you want to drag animals in here, do you?”
“That’s actually why I’m seeking your input – input from both of you, since you’re both critical to the operation of this facility. Of course, we wouldn’t want to bring animals here, which is why I didn’t say anything right away. I wanted to determine if there was a facility that we could lease, probably situated more out in the countryside, making it animal friendly. And I believe that I’ve found just such a location. As for training, Kitty, there are some very straightforward articles on the process, and specialized equipment. I’m willing to pay your way to visit places where this is already being done. You can make a list of what equipment we need, and I’m also willing to hire an expert or two to assist in your training, if necessary.”
“What about my work here?” Kitty asked. “And if this location is far away, how would I get back and forth?” she added, her practical mind already analyzing the problem.
“As I see it, you wouldn’t be going there every day, especially during the start up, because we’d have to build a client list. Days that you wouldn’t be going there, you’d still come here, as you’ve been doing. Days that you’d be away, I’m sure that Clara and Simone could handle things, since you trained them so admirably. As for transportation, we’d purchase a company vehicle for your use. We’d absorbed the cost of fuel, maintenance, and repair. All you’d have to do is drive it. I’ll even have a kitchen and bedroom built there, so you can stay there any time you like. ”
“If we did this, what animals would we start with?” Kitty asked. It was obvious from her tone of voice that her skepticism was melting away. She’d developed an entrepreneurial spirit, and this sounded like an interesting challenge.
“I’d like us to start with smaller, more manageable animals. So I thought we might concentrate on canines.” Kitty smiled, hearing George use the words ‘us’ and ‘we’ as if he’d be down in the trenches doing the hands-on work. But her eyes took on a soft glow, because she’d always loved dogs, but could never have one as a pet, given where she lived. And she’d seen the televised dog shows and had always marveled at the beauty and grace of those champions. She didn’t take much convincing to give it a try. Trish was also in agreement with the proposal.
During the next few weeks, Kitty began her training by visiting various establishments, some of them in other countries, learning about the techniques of semen collection and preservation for many different animals. She wasn’t too surprised to learn that a common method was the use of an artificial vagina. Many of these were simple cylinders of various diameters and lengths, lined appropriately with sterile sleeves to collect the semen. She smiled, thinking of one of her former boyfriends that had allowed her to watch him use his fleshlight. Of course, his hand moved that cylinder up and down on his cock, but these animals often humped the artificial vaginas to achieve the proper friction.
She learned that some of these vaginas had warm water between the inner sleeve and the hard outer shell, to mimic the female’s normal body temperature – quite ingenious. That temperature also prevented the sperm from experiencing a ‘cold shock’ which might damage some of them. Some cloths imbued with scent of a female of the species in heat also helped inspire the males to perform.
Dogs were obviously a lot easier to deal with, but Kitty also learned about semen collection from bulls, horses, and pigs, for future reference. She watched with interest as the handlers controlled the bull with ropes tied to his nose ring. He was led to a mounting platform,where he could rear up. There might be a cow tied beneath it, at least at first, and the platform protected her. The collector then moved cautiously to the side of the bull, and grabbed his penis sheath just behind the extended penis, to direct it into the artificial vagina to obtain his deposit. Kitty was a bit flabbergasted by the diameter of the bull’s testicles, which appeared to be a foot long or more!
Semen from stallions and pigs was collected in a similar manner, often using a mounting frame, but Kitty saw one instance where the person collecting from the horse just stood at its side, and drew the erect penis out at a lateral angle. The animal’s cock was slipped into the hand held artificial vagina, which was then slid back and forth, simulating the friction of coupling. For the most part, the horse stood quietly during this process, but near the end its haunches quivered as he whinnied in release.
But for the current time, Kitty focused on canine semen collection. Experienced dogs usually could be relied upon to ejaculate after sniffing the scent of a female in heat, and having their cock inserted into the sleeve of the artificial vagina. But new studs might need a little manual encouragement, she discovered, watching a woman named Sandy perform this action. She first massaged the dog’s penis inside its sheath, and gradually the pinkish rod of flesh emerged from it. The cock was oddly shaped, with a pointed tip, a long shaft, and a significant swelling at its base. The ‘bulbus glandis’ was the fancy name of that swollen area, but she told Kitty that almost everyone called it the ‘knot’ of the dog.
“Why do they call it that?” Kitty inquired, a little mystified.
“Because once he forces that inside the female, it swells up even more, and her vagina even contracts somewhat to grip the swelling, and the two dogs are then ‘tied’ together. That ‘knotting’ may last up to a half an hour, but it’s usually less.”
“So I have to hold the collection tube in place for up to a half hour?” Kitty asked, with concern in her voice.
“Oh no,” Sandy answered, smiling. “Watch.” She began rubbing the base of the dog’s knot with her thumb and fingers. Soon his pelvis jerked several times as he panted, drooled, and made strange sounds from his throat. “See? He just ejaculated,” the woman told her. “I often have to suppress a giggle when I hear them making such sounds as they climax.”
Kitty didn’t feel she knew the woman well enough to explain how she collected semen from human males, and had heard many stranger noises from those guys than the dog had made. She just smiled to herself, remembering some of the best ones.
Returning home after her training was complete, Kitty was pleased to see that ‘her’ facility was finished with the remodeling. Also, all the equipment that she reported that she’d need was present, so she was all set for the arrival of the first donors. Owners were going to board their studs for up to a week, and semen collection could be performed several times. They’d be paid immediately based on the volume of semen collected. But as an added incentive, George had decided that the dog’s owner would also get a percentage of the profits from sales of their dog’s semen. This was something no other collection agency offered, and he hoped to quickly gain some market share. He’d wisely also invested in insurance, since valuable animals were being entrusted to their care.
Kitty’s first animal ‘client’ was a lovely Rottweiler, named Sheik. Sleek coated and bright eyed, he trotted into the facility alongside his owner. She was pleasant enough, but she put Kitty through a barrage of questions, testing her knowledge of the procedures and animal husbandry. Satisfied with that, she produced a lengthy list of instructions about feeding and exercise, along with his bed. Kitty’s mind was reeling once the woman departed, trying to absorb all this new information. She decided to walk Sheik in the grassy, fenced in yard to let him get used to his surroundings, and then put him in the indoor enclosure where his bed had been placed.
She sat with him for a while, petting him, and talking to him, letting him get used to the feel of her hands, and the sound of her voice. He looked at her with his big, soulful eyes. It was as if he knew she was someone to be trusted. She made certain that he had a bowl of his favorite food, and fresh water. “You be a good boy now, and get some sleep,” Kitty told him. “I’ll see you in the morning.”
The next day, Kitty felt a little nervous as she drove to the facility. Since this was going to be her first attempt at doing this solo, she was glad that no one would be watching. She feared that she might botch the process, doing it all on her own, and she didn’t want anyone present offering criticism.
As she entered, Sheik barked what sounded like a happy greeting. She opened his enclosure and petted him and praised him. In response, he gave her face a doggie lick, making her giggle. She knew the first thing she should do was take him outside so that he could relieve himself. Once that task was complete, she took him back inside and gathered her equipment while he watched intently.
She thought about putting him up on an examination table, but then worried he might leap off and possibly injure himself. So she sat down on the floor instead, holding his collar to keep him in position. The first step was to gently massage the furry sheath that enclosed his penis. Making soothing sounds in an attempt to assure him that everything was all right, her free hand made contact with the warm fur, and began a careful kneading.
Sheik was an experienced stud. His body immediately reacted to Kitty’s touch. His lovely, thick cock slid forward, poking free of its sheath. It’s pointed tip began to emit a fine spray of watery precum. When his knot became evident, Kitty picked up the artificial vagina and maneuvered it onto his cock. She may have been imagining it, but it sounded like Sheik created a pleased sound deep in his throat. Kitty began massaging the base of his knot with her fingers and thumb, as she’d been trained. She looked speculatively at his impressive testicles, but she avoided contact with them.
Much to her surprise, the process didn’t take long.
Sheik’s hindquarters began shivering and making small thrusting actions as the artificial vagina in her hand became noticeably heavier. She kept caressing the now inflated knot until she felt Sheik using his paws to try to backpedal away from the vagina. She allowed him to back up, while keeping a firm hold on his collar. Once his penis was clear of the collecting apparatus, she let go of the collar to use both hands to steady the vagina.
Good boy that he was, Sheik proudly padded his way back to his enclosure, where he flopped down on his bed and began licking his genitals. Meanwhile, Kitty moved to a workbench, where she carefully separated the precious semen from the precum caught in the collection vessel. She measured and noted the volume of the semen and then froze the sample to preserve it. The tiny amount that clung to the pipette was placed on a microscope slide, since it was important for her to check the motility and morphology of his sperm cells. To her delight, they looked almost perfect.
She spent several minutes observing them, seeing only one or two examples of abnormalities, such as one sperm with a double head, another with a coiled tail, and a third with a swollen mid-piece. Other than that, the rest looked exactly like the ones deemed to be in excellent shape. Actually, watching them whip their tails, propelling themselves hither and yon, was rather mesmerizing.
Finally, it was time to clean up. During this process Kitty became aware of that unique, slightly inky smell characteristic of canine semen. She couldn’t help but wonder what it might possibly taste like. She’d sampled the taste of many of the human donors at the sperm bank, and that stoked her curiosity to make a comparison. A very naughty thought crept into her mind. Sheik was still happily licking himself, and Kitty started considering the idea of seeing if next time he’d permit her to help clean his penis after his semen sample was collected.
The next day, Kitty erected a stand to hold the artificial vagina in a vertical position after collection in case she needed both hands free, before taking Sheik outside for his morning romp. After he’d relieved himself, and sniffed all the boundaries of the outdoor enclosure, he raised no objections to coming back into the clinic.
Feeling more confident, Kitty skillfully coaxed his penis forward out of its furry sheath. Sheik performed as before, giving a healthy ejaculation after Kitty again manipulated his knot. But this time as he began his backup movement, she slipped the vagina off of his penis and held him in place as she carefully placed the collector in the stand. He turned his head to look at her as she carefully grasped the shaft of his penis and cooed, “Good boy. I’m not trying to hurt you, I just want to help.”
To her surprise, Sheik flopped onto his side and separated his hind legs as if offering his dick. She brought her face close to it, inhaling that strange but tantalizing musky, slightly inky scent of his semen. Looking at the pulsating, gooey shaft, she stroked it with a gentle fingertip, gathering a little of the viscous fluid. Filled with curiosity, she popped the fingertip into her mouth and touched her tongue to it. Her first taste of dog semen surprised her. She didn’t know what to expect, but she never would’ve guessed the sweet flavor that it possessed. She sucked her finger clean, and swallowed.
With very little hesitation, she moved her mouth closed to the still throbbing cock. She turned her head slightly so that she could watch Sheik’s face, and listen carefully for any sounds of disapproval from him. Altering the angle of the cock slightly, she extended her tongue and touched it directly to its shaft. The only reaction from the dog was a soft whine, but it didn’t sound aggressive.
Encouraged, Kitty began licking the dog’s cum residue off of his penis. The more she tasted his canine semen, the more she liked it. She explored the length of the cock, making sure that she had cleaned and swallowed every bit of cum off of it. When she finally sat back up, the surface of his cock gleamed wetly with her saliva. Sheik bent his head, bringing his muzzle near his genitals, sniffing. He snorted, in what might have been a snort of approval, and his cock slid back out of sight into its sheath. His tongue merely lapped at his balls in a perfunctory manner, and then he appeared happy to return to his enclosure to have a drink of water, and begin dining on his dog food.
As Kitty processed and froze the dog’s semen sample, she was actually in a bit of a quandary. She knew now that she really wanted to suck a dog to completion, just as she’d helped many of the human males do so at the sperm bank. But she didn’t know if doing that would contaminate these valuable sperm collections from their pedigreed donors. And she certainly couldn’t swallow such a load, since every milliliter of that fluid was precious. She’d felt no qualms about licking up what the dog himself would have consumed. But she couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like to feel a dog ejaculate directly into her mouth. Just the thought of doing something so lewd, kinky, and taboo was making her heart race, and her pussy lubricate like mad.
Since she was alone in the lab, she stripped off her now sodden panties, hiked her skirt up out of the way, and started fingering herself. She could still taste Sheik’s semen on her tongue, and still remember the feel of his cock against her tongue as her fingers accelerated. Wanting even more, Kitty started jerking her hips up and down, humping her hand, and mashing her clit against her palm as her lust intensified. She’d had her eyes closed, feeling her orgasm approaching, so she wasn’t aware that Sheik had taken any interest in what she was doing. But suddenly, she heard him vocalize with a very loud whine. She opened her eyes, and saw that he was staring right at her pussy.
That sent her over the edge!
She screamed, coming hard on her fingers. She felt her rippling, tightening cunt muscles trying to grip those slippery fingers.
Sheikh was staring and licking his lips, And making what sounded like urgent whines. Kitty’d never considered having a dog lick her down there, but Sheik seemed very insistent.
Cautiously, she opened the door to his enclosure a tiny amount, holding it firmly while she spread her thighs and presented her pussy at the opening.
Sheik poked his muzzle through the opening and his tongue flashed out, and started licking avidly at her cum juices. The contact, though a little scary, felt heavenly. Sheik was licking her from ass hole to clit! Once he’d cleaned everything he could from her inner thighs and her entire sexual region, he drove his tongue into her vaginal opening, seeking more. Kitty scooted a little closer to the opening, wanting to feel how deep his tongue could reach. She actually shrieked when she felt that tongue bottom out in her tunnel, its tip flipping over the surface of her sensitive cervix!
Before she knew it, she was bucking and quivering from a dog tongue induced orgasm!
She was hooked! She knew she had to do more with a dog. But still, it wouldn’t be ethical to diminish the volumes being collected from these pedigreed donors. She fretted for a bit, and then the answer hit her like a ton of bricks. She could get her own dog! She could keep it here, at the clinic – there was plenty of room. And it wouldn’t even have to be pedigreed. It would just need to have a nice cock, and a hefty set of balls.
But what kind of dog? It’d have to have a good disposition. She’d want it to be aggressive enough to lick her as frantically as Sheik had just done, but she wouldn’t want it to be vicious. Luckily, she’d met quite a few people during her training, and she had a good idea who to consult. She took out her phone and scrolled down her list of contacts. She hoped that the woman would be home, and answer the phone, because Kitty didn’t want to leave a message like this in voicemail.
After several rings, there was a click of connection. “Hello, this is Kitty,” she announced to whoever had answered.
“Oh, yes. I remember. Hi, Kitty. This is Misty. How are things going?”
“Things’re going well, Misty. Thanks for asking. I’ve made my first few collections from a beautiful Rottweiler.”
“That’s wonderful! I’m proud of you. Are you using the artificial vagina?”
“Yes, Misty. And he took to it like a champ. Gave me no trouble at all. So that’s not why I called.” Kitty wasn’t quite sure how to broach the subject. “Umm… After today’s collection, I sort of got excited, so I started masturbating. And, as I was cumming, I noticed the dog was staring at my pussy, licking his chops, and whining. So I… So… Well, what I did was…”
Misty laughed. “Let me guess. You let the dog lick your pussy, and he did a thoroughly fantastic job of it.” She giggled. “Did he make you cum again?”
Kitty felt the heat radiating off of her face from embarrassment. Even though Misty seemed to be taking this very well, it was still strange admitting what she’d done. “Yes. Yes, he did. And it was intense! His tongue is so long! And it went so deep, and moved inside me so frantically that I couldn’t stop cumming!”
“I’m glad to hear that,” Misty chuckled.
“So the reason I’m calling is… I want to get a dog of my own. I can’t be fooling around with these prize-winning canines that are being entrusted to my care. That doesn’t feel right. But if I get a dog of my own, I can keep him in this facility. But I don’t know what kind of dog I should get. He doesn’t have to have a pedigree, I think. He could just be a mutt.”
“Sure,” Misty agreed. “A mutt would do fine. But I think you’ll be hard pressed to find one that isn’t neutered. When strays go into animal shelters, that’s a common occurrence. I think you’ll be better off with a pedigreed animal, since you can claim you want to raise it for running a stud service.” She paused and giggled softly. “And that might be nearer the truth than you want to admit at this point.”
Kitty did a double-take of confusion, glancing at her cell phone. Then the penny dropped, and she blushed furiously. Clearing her throat nervously, she asked, “So what breed do you think I should be looking for, Misty?”
After pondering the question for a couple of minutes, she had an answer. “Personally, I think you’d do quite well with a Beagle,” her friend advised.
Kitty quickly brought up some images of Beagles. “Aww… they look so cute!” she exclaimed. “They look soft and cuddly, too. I may be falling in love,” she chuckled. “But… I’m almost ashamed to ask this…” She paused.
“Honey, nothing you ask about dogs will shock me. Trust me.”
Taking a breath for courage, Kitty asked, “Will he let me… suck his cock?”
Misty’s laughter sparkled with merriment, “Sweetie, if you raise him well and treat him right, he’ll let you do that, and more,” she assured her friend. Happy that Kitty seemed so pleased with this idea, Misty gave her the name and number of a reputable breeder she knew. “Call me if you have any questions, or need any advice.”
“Thanks, Misty. I knew I could count on you,” Kitty said.
Later that day, she dialed the breeder’s phone number. To her joy, it seemed she wouldn’t have to delay gratification.
“Hello, Kitty. Misty said you might call,” Audrey said. “She’s already vouched for you, saying you’d give one of my dogs a good home. And I hope that were both in luck. I have three males from the most recent litter that are just ‘coming of age’ and need to have new homes soon. I’ve seen at least one of them trying to ‘cover’ one of his sisters, so I had to separate them.”
Kitty made arrangements to visit during the weekend. Meanwhile, Sheik’s stay ended, and his owner came to take him home.
“Did he give you any trouble?” she asked.
“Not at all,” Kitty reported. “He was a perfect gentleman, and gave me a good semen sample each day. Mr. Clark will be sending you the full report.” She gave Sheik a nice petting saying, “Good boy. I see you’re glad to see your Mama, and to be heading home. But I hope you’ll visit us again soon.”
On Saturday, Kitty drove out to Audrey’s. Her heart was thumping so hard she could swear that it was making her breasts jiggle. She had to force herself to take slow deep breaths to prevent herself from hyperventilating. Audrey turned out to be a vibrant redhead, and was so welcoming that Kitty immediately felt a sort of kinship. “Is there a good way to select a dog?” she asked the breeder.
“Well, one way to do that is for the selection to be mutual. I’ve got the three boys in a room together, so I’ll take you in there and introduce you. Then I’ll leave, and you can see how they behave.”
When they entered the room, the three dogs noticed the stranger and began barking. Audrey said, “Settle down boys. This is Kitty, and she’s a friend.” Having said that, she left the room, closing the door behind her, advising Kitty, “Go ahead and get acquainted, so you can make a good selection.”
To her dismay, all 3 males shied away from her, so Kitty sat quietly, and waited, with one arm draped over the edge of the chair, her hand down at their level. Perhaps 10 minutes went by, with the dogs still peering at her fearfully. Somewhat distraught, Kitty mentally projected the thought, “If one of you wants to be mine, and come home with me, you’ll have to show me.” Finally one approached and sniffed the hand she had dangling. Then he licked her hand, and looked up at her, and wagged his tail happily. It seemed she’d been chosen. She led him from the room.
“I think this one likes me,” she told Audrey.
“I can tell he does, just by the way he’s acting towards you. You see that marking on his front left shoulder? I’ve tentatively named him Skylark, because that marking suggests a bird in flight.”
“Skylark?” Kitty repeated. “That’s a pretty name. Would he be okay with being called Sky?”
Audrey laughed merrily. “Honey, as the saying goes, you can call me anything you want, just don’t call me late for dinner.” The two women worked out the payment, and the breeder gave Kitty a detailed set of instructions for feeding, inoculations, and overall care. And, just like that, Kitty now had a canine companion.
When she got Sky back to the clinic, she gave him the grand tour, both inside and outside. She was grateful that Audrey had already taught him to be housebroken. Next, following Misty’s advice, she began petting him and stroking him all over. She wanted to get him used to her touching him anywhere and everywhere on his body. When she got to his underside, he immediately rolled onto his back, offering himself for a belly rub.
After paying proper attention to his belly, Kitty, slightly anxious, gently stroked Sky’s cock sheath. He didn’t seem to respond to that contact either positively or negatively. Kitty rubbed his belly some more, telling him what a good boy he was. She stroked his cock sheath again, and this time barely touched his balls with a fingertip. Sky made a sound that might’ve been a warning growl, so her hand immediately went back to his belly until he sighed in relaxation. She noted that he tolerated contact with his furry sheath, but seemed leery of a touch directly to his balls.
“OK, boy. I get the message. I’ll confine further explorations strictly to your penis, if that’s all right with you.” Kitty made a mental note to ask Misty if her surmise in this regard was correct, and if it was common with most dogs.
Over the next week or so, Kitty was gratified that as Sky grew more accustomed to her caresses, his pink cock began peeking from its protective enclosure. Each time this happened, she praised him. “Awww, what a good boy. Your cock is so cute! Thank you for showing it to me.” She knew that the tone of her voice was more important than the actual words, and Sky reacted by thumping his tail happily against the floor as she played with him.
When another client brought her dog to the clinic, Kitty decided that discretion was the better part of valor. She put Sky in her room, out of sight, whenever she was interacting with the visiting dog, which in this case was a magnificent golden retriever. Once again she easily collected a daily semen sample from him by using the artificial vagina. The two dogs did see each other in passing, as Kitty took them individually outside for a romp. She wanted Sky to get used to the idea that other dogs would be around from time to time.
Gradually, Sky learned that when Kitty rubbed his belly and furry sheath, she wanted to see his cock. He allowed more and more of it to slide out into view. She was very pleased on the day that its entire length finally emerged, including his partially inflated knot. The tip of his penis was spraying a fine mist of fluid, so she placed her fingertip in the spray, and then tasted it. The thin fluid was slightly salty, and she judged it to be his precum. Things were progressing nicely.
Feeling quite naughty, Kitty used her dampened fingertip to carefully stroke the pink shaft of Sky’s cock. The warm skin felt velvety smooth and she marveled at the fine webbing of dark red veins along its surface. Sky had turned his head to look at her and he was waving one paw in the air as he made noises that sounded pleasurable to Kitty’s ears.
Getting bolder, she lowered her face close to the cock, inhaling his earthy canine scent. She used one of her hands to hold his collar so she could tell if he was trying to get up or get away. Her other hand was stroking his back and hip. Turning her head to watch Sky’s reaction, she began nuzzling her cheek against the shaft and tip of his dick. Precum wetted the side of her face and she was thrilled to hear Sky emit a sort of groan. Since he was making no obvious objection, she thought to herself, “I’ve got to try this.” Still nuzzling his cock with her cheek, she rotated her head a little more while opening her mouth. A moment later, the pointy tip of his penis was inside of her mouth, spraying her tongue with more salty precum.
She was sucking Sky’s cock!
She drank and drank his fluid, her mind whirling with excitement from the taboo nature of what she was doing. That excitement spread through her core and down to her pussy which started providing its own fluids. First her panties dampened. But as she continued sucking his cock, her panties soaked, and then saturated. She felt the excess starting to trickle on her thighs.
Sky was panting, his long tongue hanging out of his mouth, drooling slightly. His tongue touched the wrist of her hand holding his collar, and began licking at her salty sweat. “I wonder if he’s ready to put that tongue to further use,” Kitty thought. “Let’s find out.” Slowly sitting up, she let go of the dog and pulled her skirt up to her waist, pulling her panties down and off. Spreading her thighs apart, she presented her glistening, oozing pussy to his view.
“Sky. Sky,” she said, getting his attention. “Are you thirsty, boy? Here. Look here,” she said, pointing at her pussy. “This is yours if you want it. Come, Sky. Come and lick me.”
Sky rolled onto his belly, looking at her and sniffing vigorously. He vocalized a sound something like ‘Aaaaroouu’ and trotted over to her. Just as she’d hoped, he began licking. His warm tongue lapped and lapped, covering her inner thighs and working its way up to her pungent sex. He didn’t lick her as vigorously as Sheik had done, nor did he dig his tongue deep inside her pussy. But still – it felt good – it felt wonderful.
When Kitty moaned, Sky stopped and looked up at her. “Oh,” she said. “It’s okay, boy. You’re doing fine. Good boy.” Apparently reassured by her tone of voice, he began licking again. Kitty again moaned with pleasure, several times, but very softly. Finally, Sky seemed satisfied that he’d cleaned her enough, so he stopped, walked in a circle several times between her widely spread thighs, and laid himself down. His warm fur pressed against her bare flesh. She petted and praised him, reinforcing his recent behavior.
For the next week or so, Kitty played with Sky’s cock several times a day. Now his entire length, including his knot, slid into view almost as soon as she started touching him. She smiled as he made his characteristic doggy sounds as she manipulated him. The urge to go farther kept building inside her, until one day she decided it was time.
Remembering what Sandy had demonstrated, Kitty began rubbing and caressing the base of Sky’s knot while her other hand merely cradled the shaft of his dick. His precum was spraying and streaming from the opening in the head of his cock. Sky began panting, softly at first, and then faster and harder. Kitty was watching his hind legs and pelvis. Sure enough, after a while, his hindquarters began shivering and his pelvis started performing some humping jerks. Without making a conscious decision, Kitty quickly leaned over and slid her lips over the head of his cock.
As she began to drink his precum, her fingers were still stroking the base of his knot. Suddenly, Kitty’s eyelids flew up as her cheeks bulged. Sky was squirting a hefty load of canine semen into her mouth! It was delicious! And there seem to be so much of it! It was one thing to see it in a test tube – it was a completely different experience having it hose directly into her mouth. She had to swallow some of it, to prevent herself from choking. But as Sky’s spurts diminished, she closed her lips tightly as she slid her mouth free from his cock. She still kept a good bit of his semen in her mouth so she could swish it back and forth over her tongue, savoring it.
Kitty was still concentrating on the flavor of that fresh load of canine sperm as Sky scooted around and began licking at the copious amount of pussy juice streaming from her cunt, due to her arousal and excitement. Her thrill at getting her dog to cum in her mouth blended with the sensations that his tongue was creating at her sex. She was still taking tiny swallows when suddenly her body began shaking in orgasm. Sky licked even faster, drinking her fluids as fast as her pussy could create them. Kitty’s climax was very satisfying. Needless to say, as a reward, Sky got an extra special set of treats for dinner that night.
So now she and her dog had added a new item to their sexual repertoire. She sucked him off almost every day. But never in front of any of the canine donors boarded at the clinic, because she feared they might feel the equivalent of dog jealousy or envy.
After a few weeks of these new interactions, Sky surprised Kitty by walking up and nudging against her. At first, she interpreted this as an indication that he needed to go outside to answer a call of nature. But after several times of this, Sky got even more insistent, and Kitty noticed that while he was doing this, his cock was hanging out on display.
Noting this, she giggled, “Oh? You want to make me your bitch, Sky?” She was kidding of course. But he barked rather forcefully, and nudged her again. She realized he might be serious. Testing him, she got down on all fours. She knew she was safe, because she was wearing a flannel shirt and jeans, since the morning was cold. They had privacy, because there was no other dog being boarded at that time, and none scheduled until the next week.
To her surprise, Sky reared up and put his front paws on her back, and she felt his cock jabbing at the back of one of her thighs. It poked hard, because a dog’s penis actually has a bone inside it. And Sky was growling in a way that sounded to her like frustration. She felt sorry for leading him on in this manner, and turned and started hugging and petting him, trying to soothe him. He licked her face, but he still barked insistently.
Kitty quickly pondered the issue. “Do I really want to let Sky mount me? Fuck me?” Her body shivered, thinking about it. “I know he can’t get me pregnant, and I doubt I can get a disease from him.” The very idea of it was pressing down hard on her ‘kink’ button! Being more isolated at the animal facility meant that Kitty was a lot more horny than she’d been at the human sperm bank. After all, when she’d worked there, she could have sex several times a day, aiding the donors in providing their specimens. About the only times that she’d been fucked recently had been by George at the weekly Monday staff meetings. This being Thursday, that next meeting seemed an infinite time away. Her mind said ‘this is a perverted idea – don’t do it’ but her body said ‘this is a perverted idea – go for it! – and her body seemed to be yelling louder.
But before she went off the deep end, she decided to call her friend Misty again. After all, she’d offered to answer questions and give advice. Getting her on the phone, Kitty started with pleasantries. “Hi Misty. I’m glad I caught you. How’re you doing?”
“I’m fine, Kitty. How are you? Is your Beagle letting you suck him off, like you wanted?”
Kitty’d forgotten that she’d already shared that desire with her friend. Her face got heated as her cheeks displayed her embarrassment. “Well… yes, he is. He’s being very good about it.”
“And do you like the taste of his cum?” Misty asked with a matter-of-fact tone of voice.
“Gosh, yes! It’s actually better than the semen from many of the guys I’ve sucked off,” Kitty giggled. “But what I’m calling about is a recent change in my dog’s behavior.” She went on to describe how Sky was now acting, and asked if she was interpreting his behavior correctly.
Misty laughed merrily. “Oh yes! It sounds like he’s got the hots for you, all right. He’s associating you and that dipping pussy of yours with sex. I’m sure he wants to breed you.”
“Breed me?” Kitty sounded shocked.
“You have to realize that it’s just a biological imperative. Male dogs ‘cover’ or mount and fuck the bitches to impregnate them – to breed them. That’s their goal. And they can be very single minded and intense in fulfilling that role. When we’re the recipients, we can interpret their behavior as passion – at least I do. It gets me off every time. Usually more than once per time, to be honest.”
Kitty pressed her thighs together and shivered, hearing it put that way. “But what if Sky acts that way at an inappropriate time? Like when other people are around?”
“I don’t think you need to worry, Kitty. Dogs are very good at picking up subtle cues. I suppose you could train him to only mount you when he hears a ‘silent whistle’ – one of those whistles usually used to call dogs. But a much simpler signal is to bare your pussy and let him lick you, signaling you wish to be bred.”
“But, given my line of work at the sperm bank, some people actually see my naked body, from time to time. I can’t have it covered in any scratches that would be difficult to explain,” Kitty told her.
“His paws will mainly go to your back and shoulders. Just wear a thick shirt, like one made of flannel, and you should be fine,” Misty advised. “Unlike human males, canine males don’t need to see our tits to be aroused. And you’ll probably be too busy bracing yourself against his thrusts to worry about playing with them yourself. Trust me. The fucking itself should make you cum.”
Kitty was blushing fiercely now, amazed that Misty took all this in stride. Thanking her friend, before disconnecting, she promised to let her know how things turned out.
Putting the phone aside, she gave Sky a soft kiss on his nose and told him, “OK, boy. You win. I know that that sensitive nose of yours is already detecting my pussy signaling my arousal and acceptance. Let me get these jeans off.”
She stood up, kicked off her shoes, and quickly wiggled out of her jeans and panties. She left her shirt on as Misty’d suggested, in case Sky’s front paws scratched at her back when he was trying to couple with her. Sky was watching her with gleaming, intent eyes, and he was vocalizing a sort of ‘arrruuuww’ sound, probably either of relief or approval, and perhaps both.
Kitty felt like she was going to jump out of her skin with excitement – excitement blended with a little fear – as she again got down on her hands and knees and opened her thighs, presenting herself as a receptive bitch. Sky promptly began licking her pussy using his tongue to part her labia for easier access. Then his tongue burrowed deep inside her vaginal tunnel, and Kitty bit her lip to stop herself from shrieking at that sudden pleasure. She feared that if she made a loud noise it might confuse him and break his concentration. And she didn’t want that – she wanted his cock. And she wanted it right where his tongue was at this moment.
But, being a good little bitch for him, she waited patiently with her shoulders lowered and her ass held up high. She braced herself on one forearm, keeping the other hand free and down between her knees because if Sky mounted her again, she knew she’d better guide his cock to its target, or else she’d end up with a lot of bruises on the back of her thighs. Sky’s tongue was still working its magic inside her, and he was panting with excitement, his hot breath washing over her sex. It all felt delightful!
Kitty moaned with frustration when Sky withdrew his tongue. She almost wanted to wag her ass invitingly, begging for more. That desire was quickly canceled when she felt his front paws thump down onto her back, and the fur on his hind legs brush against her thighs. Blindly, she brought her hand up near her pussy and felt the familiar contours of Sky’s erection. He was already moving his pelvis in a humping action, so when Kitty skillfully guided the head of his cock to the entrance of her cunt, his next thrust instantly filled it with slippery, hot penis.
“Oh my God! I’m being fucked by a dog!” Kitty’s mind screamed. She’d been fucked by many cocks over the years, but none had felt like this! The sheer animalistic intensity was mind blowing! Sky fucked her so fiercely that it felt like her pussy was being assaulted by a carnal jackhammer! And each thrust slammed his partially swollen knot against her entrance, causing intermittent stretches that were just on the threshold of being painful. He was panting at the back of her neck, and her fanciful imagination heard each exhalation of his breath as saying ‘mine, mine, mine’ over and over again. It was as if he was claiming her as his bitch. That thought triggered her.
Her cunt muscles went into overdrive, rippling and grasping at his dick as Kitty began convulsing in an orgasm. It was so satisfying that she was sobbing with joy. Following his single-minded biological imperative, Sky took no notice of what his bitch was doing. His body had but one goal – breed this bitch! Several strokes later, he pressed his knot more firmly against her pussy as his cock began spewing his seed into her. He lifted his muzzle and howled a triumphant ‘AAAAARRRROOO’ sound into the room. Kitty felt the hot flood of canine semen splash against her cervix. Suddenly her mind generated a mental picture of millions of tiny dog sperm swimming into her womb, their tails whipping and propelling them on their quest to find her egg.
That image was so lewd, so kinky that Kitty raised her chin, opened her mouth, and vocalized a howl that harmonized with Sky’s. A woman and her dog, joined in body and in sound! Magical moments like those were repeated daily, for ensuing weeks, of course. Kitty certainly found their coupling to be gratifying, and she saw no signs of distress from Sky, who was being called upon for such ‘onerous’ tasks.
Things were going without a snag, and George was very satisfied with the fees the clinic was receiving for the collection and sales of the pedigreed dog semen. The owners of those dogs also claimed to be very satisfied with the royalties they were receiving for the sales, as well. All was going swimmingly, until Kitty was tasked with obtaining semen from Mateo, a champion Great Pyrenees, who weighed as much as Kitty herself. The huge animal, with its magnificent white fur, simply would not perform with the artificial vagina, even after sniffing the rag permeated with the scent of a bitch in heat.
Kitty hated failing at anything, so she put her facile mind to work on figuring out a solution. She couldn’t let him mount her, like Sky did, because of the ethical concerns of possibly contaminating his sample, or at least diminishing the volume she could collect. But when she thought about Sky mounting her, she got the gem of an idea. Up until this point, she’d scrupulously avoided letting any of her canine ‘clients’ see her interacting with Sky.
Knowing what she did about alpha male dogs, and canine competition, she decided it was worth a try. She brought Sky from her room, where he’d been sequestered, and in full view of Mateo in his enclosure, she stripped bottomless. Getting on her hands and knees, she presented her hindquarters to Sky, who licked her for a while, and then mounted her. As she’d hoped, as Sky started fucking her, Mateo began barking and whining. As usual, Kitty had a couple of orgasms before Sky growled happily while he deposited his load inside her honey pot.
Once she’d recovered, Kitty took Sky to a nearby enclosure, and slipped a tampon into her pussy to keep any more of Sky’s semen from leaking out. Walking over to the Great Pyrenees, she said, “What, Mateo? You think you can do better? You think you need to show Sky how to really breed a bitch?”
Mateo barked long and hard, seemingly agreeing with what Kitty was saying. “OK, big fellah,” she crooned. “Come and show Sky and Kitty how a bitch should be fucked.” When she got down on the floor, she prepared to accept his weight by lowering her shoulders all the way to the floor, bracing her upper torso against it. This had the added benefit of freeing both her hands for what she was about to do. She kept them positioned between her widely spread thighs.
“Oofff!” Kitty puffed as Mateo pinned her to the floor with his front paws on her back. Seconds later, she felt his wet cock poking at her thigh near her cunt, as he sought her opening. Speedily she used one of her hands to grip his cock, while the other positioned the artificial vagina right below her pussy. She slipped his cock into that vagina, and Mateo went to town, fucking it hard, growling and barking. She could imagine him saying to Sky, “See, runt? This is the way an alpha dog breeds his bitch!”
Sky was barking excitedly. Complaining? Urging Mateo on? Kitty couldn’t tell, and anyway, she was too busy trying to breathe and also to hold the fake vagina in place with both hands! Mateo’s musculature was impressive! Kitty felt his forceful thrusts pushing her torso slowly forward across the floor. Even though she had on her heavy flannel shirt, she wasn’t wearing a bra, so her tits felt the friction of that movement. It was rather exciting, being ‘fucked’ by such a massively powerful dog!
Kitty took a deep breath the moment Mateo dismounted, grateful to fully inflate her lungs once again. He was busy cleaning himself as she staggered to her workbench to secure the collection vessel vertically. Then she had no trouble returning Mateo to his enclosure, after giving him lots of pets and praise. When she measured the volume of his donation, she whistled in surprise. “His testicles must be proportionate to his size,” she murmured. Not that she could get a good look at them under all that fur.
Meanwhile, Sky was barking and putting up a fuss in his enclosure. Kitty went inside it to comfort him. But when they were together, Sky leaped up and forced her to the floor, obviously demanding to fuck her. He licked her cunt, and the tampon string went into his mouth, so he tugged it out of her, almost impatiently. Then he mounted her and fucked her hard! She realized that Sky needed to assert his complete dominance over his bitch – an important lesson! She felt very submissive to him as he claimed her again, and shot so much semen into her that she felt bloated.
Now she had a method of working with Mateo. By the time her week with him was completed, Kitty had some interesting bruises on her back, but she’d collected a prodigious amount of semen from him. She felt elated at finding a creative solution. And Sky didn’t seem to mind servicing her while Mateo made comments, but he did complain about seeing her mounted by him, and always demanded to fuck her after Mateo had finished. Kitty loved being his bitch, and experienced some truly amazing orgasms beneath her dog. She even learned what it felt like to be knotted! The joining was somewhat painful, but very erotic! The only semen that ever got injected into her womb that week was Sky’s.
Several weeks later, Molly was at a typical Monday morning staff meeting with George and Trish. That is to say, all three of them were naked, and Kitty was leaning over George’s desk, being fucked by him, as Trish licked his balls and ass hole, and diddled Kitty’s clit, making her ululate loudly in orgasm. When Trish had received her corresponding fucking and orgasms, and George had anointed their tits and tummies with his ejaculate, they rested and cuddled on his sofa.
George played with Kitty’s hair in a desultory fashion, and informed her, “By the way, we have our first stallion arriving in two weeks. I hope you’re ready for him, Kitty.”
Kitty’s eyelids disappeared upward, and she looked across George’s chest into Trish’s face. Trish winked at her startled expression, and they clasped hands as Kitty swallowed hard, imagining what was coming.
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