“So you are willing to sign a contract of slavery to last for three months?”
I gulped. “Yes”
“You accept that we can do anything we want to you?”
I let out a breath. “Yes”.
“You know we make films here and will use you in them?”
“Yes, I accept that.”
“You understand that you will be losing your anonymity and that once any film is out there we won’t take it off the web because you get upset or are worried by the consequences?”
“Yes, I accept.”
“Ok, sign here. This is the contract of slavery and these are a series of 20 blank model release forms. We will fill in the details and dates as and when we need them. Hand over your passport and all your cash and personal possessions.”
I did as I was asked.
“Ok, let me show you around.”
Bob was about 50. He was heavily built and a bit on the fat side. He was wearing jeans, a t-shirt and a pair of old sneakers. He got up from behind the desk in the small room where we were sitting. There were filing cabinets on one side and a row of computers on a shelf on the other side. The screens were humming. I knew he used these to work on the various websites he helped run.
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     This is a true story

My wife Brenda is really sexy. Petite, 5′2″, 32B breasts with big nipples. She has very shapely legs and gorgeous green eyes.Her wide smile shows perfect teeth and red lipsticked lips.
Over the years we have experimented with toys and fantasy. She loves to dress in miniskirts, short dresses and 5″ spike heeled mules . She paints her toes and waxes her legs…she’s awesome!
I have always had an urge to see her with a dog, but never had the courage to tell her for fear of being told I was crazy, or worse, that I was perverted and she was going to leave me. I didn’t want to lose her…I am sure you can understand why.
Often times during lovemaking, we would talk dirty about her being fucked by big black cocks or being ravaged by a group of guys who covered her head to toe in cum…it was playful and naughty and got her off in huge way…me too! Occasionally, we would fantasize about her being with a big-titted woman who sat on Brenda’s face and squirted her come all over her pretty face. Never did I mention the dog fantasy, even though when she was on all fours, I imagined how hot it would be. Well…..
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    Jessica Biel, superbabe – one of the most beautiful and perfectly formed young actresses working in Hollywood today. Despite her beauty she was alone. Not single, her partner was the singing superstar of pop Justin Timberlake, but he was out of town on tour. She couldn’t go with him because she was started a new movie the next day, but she missed him. She missed his jokes, she missed his private songs, but most of all she missed his cock. Timberlake was a great fuck – young, healthy, bags of energy and great looks, and when he went on tour she really missed him.

She had been sitting at home, alone, thinking of his cock, thinking of a good hard fucking, of unabandoned fucking – when she decided that she had to do more than just think…   She didn’t want to cheat on Justin with another guy – what they had was too special for that – so she knew she had to do something else. She thought about calling a girlfriend, seeing if they could get something on… But again, she felt that would be cheating. If she was going to fuck another girl, she’d far rather it was with Justin – a treat for him rather than a release for her.    She didn’t want to do it ‘behind his back’. She sat there wondering to herself, she didn’t just want to finger herself off, or go in the shower and play with the shower head like usual – no, she wanted something big and hard inside of her. She’d never had a shortage of men in her life, so she’d never felt the need to buy a dildo before – but by God she needed one now.

She jumped in her Porsche and headed down to the Hustler store for a look around to see what she could find. She looked along a huge rack of dildos and vibrators that filled half the store… Big ones, small ones, fat ones thin ones, strange ones, straight ones, ones for pussies, ones for assholes, ones for both… She considered them all. Some of them had raised veins, others had rabbit shaped protrusions, some had bumps all over, one even had little rubber spikes on it…

There was even one in the shape of a dog’s cock… 7 inches of pale plastic, fat in the middle, flat on the end, with little purple veins up and down it’s length… Ewwwwww! She thought. What kind of a girl would want to fuck a dildo shaped like a dog’s cock? That would suggest fantasies about fucking a real dog’s cock… Ewwwwwww!!
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    Cindy headed into her bathroom, pulling the door closed most of the way behind her and began to undress. She’d been working out in her garden in the backyard all day so she was pretty dirty and sweaty and she needed a bath. It was a really small bathroom so she never shut the door all the way. It got much too muggy in the bathroom with the steam from the hot water or shower when she did that.

She always had the bad habit of leaving the back patio door open when she came back in or went out too. She had a huge backyard fence, though, so no one could really get in. It was safe and that way her dog, Thunder, could have the run of the house and the yard both.

She hadn’t always had a dog. She’d actually inherited him from her elderly neighbor when she passed away. It was in her will with a note for her that said I hope he is as good for you on those lonely nights as he has been for me.

And he had been. His companionship had been a wonderful change to her solitary days at home. She worked from home so she didn’t get out very much.

As Cindy stripped her clothing off, she imagined herself dancing in a bar for a dozen horny guys. She rubbed her hands over her breasts, taunting the imaginary men watching her. After she took her shirt off she ran her hands down inside her cut off sweats fingering her cunt and licking her lips lewdly. Her eyes were shut tight and she swayed her hips back and forth as she touched herself never knowing she was really being watched.

Finally she pulled her shorts off, reveling the fact that she had no underwear beneath them and she imagined one man calling out. She got hotter as she heard him calling her a dirty slut. She dipped a second finger in her pussy, working it deep inside herself and rubbing it over her clit as her shorts fell to the floor.

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    Rosa stood at the edge of the dusty road and gazed off into the distance. The unforgiving South Texas sun baked the landscape and buildings, and brought out beads of perspiration on Rosa’s arms and forehead. She had no idea why she continued waiting by the road each afternoon, Jimmy wasn’t coming home. Not today, not tomorrow, not ever. The slender, young woman turned to see Pablito, a young pitbull, standing in her shadow. She wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, and brushed back her long, dark hair.

“Come on cachorrito,” she said to the dog, “it’s too hot today, let’s go in the house.”

Rosa had given Jimmy the dog for his birthday about a year and a half earlier; she noticed how much he had always admired pitbulls that belonged to his friends. Whenever he saw people walking them on the street, he would remark that he was “gonna get me one of those dogs.” Rosa smiled briefly as she remembered the expression of utter delight on Jimmy’s face when she had plopped the fat, gold-and-black brindled puppy into his lap. It was Jimmy’s twenty-first birthday, and his friend Pablo had stopped over with a couple of six-packs to help him celebrate. Pablo offered beers to Jimmy and Rosa, and spotted the pup in Jimmy’s lap.

“Hey, you guys got a puppy! What kind is it?”
“It’s a pitbull. I’m gonna train him to bite you if you come here when I’m not around!,” Jimmy joked.
“Aww, I wouldn’t do that, Jimmy. Rosa’s all yours, and she don’t even like me! That reminds me, when you guys gonna get married anyway?”
“Next year… maybe June, we’re thinking.”
“Cool. You could name a kid after me, maybe.”
Jimmy grinned. “I think I’m gonna name the dog after you instead, Pablo.”
“Hey that’s OK, too. He’s gonna be a tough guy like me, and not one of those wimpy li’l Taco Bell dogs!”
“Ohh, he won’t be too tough,” Rosa chimed in. “And he ain’t gonna bite nobody. We’re gonna raise him gentle…..”

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     “The stallion is in here.” the man directed me. The man was the owner of this farm that I was invited to. I am an experienced cameraman currently unemployed who posted a message on an Internet forum asking for anyone who owns a farm willing to allow the filming of his or her animals mating. A reply, A few e-mails and a few phone calls later, I had arrived onto the farm and was being led into the shed where the big boy was kept. “He isn’t erect yet, I hope.” I said.

“No,” the man said, “but as soon as he gets a whiff of the mare’s scent, he’ll be the horniest thing on the planet!”

The man opened the shed door and showed me the stud. The man shut the door and turned the lights on. What a horse! Big and muscular. “Try to keep him still.” I said as I stood next to the side of the stallion’s stomach. I then knelt down so that I could get a good shot of the male’s genitals for the camera. The tripod was set and so was the camera to look up at the genitals from underneath the stallion’s stomach. I switched the torch that was mounted on the camera to on and adjusted the level of brightness ’til it was perfect. Finally I looked through the colour viewfinder on the camera and zoomed in on the genitals. Very nice! I stopped zooming when the big balls and the deflated sheath were totally in the picture. I started recording. “O.K., you can let rip the Viagra!” I said. The man took out a small container of clear liquid, put it near the stallion’s nose and opened the lid.

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     The fire felt wonderful against my body; as warm and gentle as ewe’s wool and as hot as her cunny honey. The bon fire in an old drum was cooking the BBQ. Friend’s of other people’s friend’s were chatting, laughing and sucking grog. And speaking of grog, I had to release a few bottles of it myself. I walked over to an empty, near darkness patch on the farm. Just after I relieved myself I noticed a sheep on the other side of a fence I was near; a ewe with her backside facing me! My eyes gazed between her rump, hiding behind that tiny tail of hers. I slowly stroked myself towards erection but stopped and put my pants on as I remembered that I was near a public place. Anyway, I had the rest of the night to work my plan. As soon as everyone had left the farm I would have the cover of night to have as many sheep to fuck as possible. This was my best friend’s farm but he doesn’t know about my dirty little secret.

The BBQ had finished and everyone was leaving. This was a party to celebrate the start of shearing season (get the girls naked season to me!). The meal was, of course, lamb spit roast. The poll going through both ends of the lamb had me thinking of a sheep 3-some: me hammering my cock home inside her pussy while someone else is getting their cock swallowed; oh, if only you could be in two places at once! Eating the meal was like eating her out. I rolled the succulent piece in my mouth like a clitoris.

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I had the impression before the trip to my uncle’s farm that this was going to be a boring visit since that we were going to be staying there for a few days. “What was there to do on a farm in a few days?” I thought as my mum announced the trip. She wasn’t going since she had to go elsewhere to a big meeting her employers were holding. I only agreed on going as she had offered some alternatives like cleaning up around the house.

So here we were at the farm; just me, my dad, my uncle and my cousin. But things were turning out better then I expected. My uncle’s tractor had blown a tyre so he had to go into town to get a new one, which would be several hours trip to and back (the smaller towns don’t keep large tractor tyres). My dad decided to go with him so it was just me and my cousin Mike all alone on the farm. He was my age and we had pretty much the same interests. We would chat to each other on the Internet. One funny conversation was why animals make better partners then humans:

1) They don’t care how big your dick is or when you cum.

2) They can’t talk to other humans about personal things (size, bad performance, etc).

3) You don’t have to shell out hundreds of bucks to date and get into her pants.

4) They don’t get pregnant.

5) It’s easier to cheat on them and you don’t feel guilt about it.

6) And if your previous animal was too loose, there’s always a smaller animal.

I once told him that I had an interest in animal sex and animals mating and that’s when he told me how he helps his dad breed horses. His dad would keep the mare steady while Mike, when the stallion mounted, would have the job of holding the penis and guiding it into the mare’s cunt; giving mike the best view of the stallion’s sexual action. That’s why I had some impression of what was going through mike’s mind as we watched both our dads drive off, out of sight.

“So,” Mike said “you like to watch animals having sex?”

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Jeff and I have been friends for quite a few years, and when he asked me to take care of their two dogs while they were on their honeymoon, I accepted. I had recently lost my own canine companion of 14 years to cancer, and while I wasn’t quite ready to take on a new dog of my own, I figured that dog-sitting my friends’ pets might help to fill the void, at least temporarily. Gretchen and Galen are purebred Bernese Mountain Dogs, both champions, in fact.

They’re about the size of Rottweilers-Galen is around 120 pounds, and Gretchen is a little smaller. They have long, thick coats, mostly black, with tan and white markings on their faces and legs, a white Swiss cross on the chest, and thick, bushy tails with white at the tips. In spite of their size, they are very laid-back and well behaved, and they gave me no trouble at all. They have had two litters together, and if I’m ready by the time they have another one, I might consider taking one of their pups for my own. Jeff is one of a very few people who know that I am a zoo. When we were kids, we had fooled around with a few of the neighborhood dogs, examining their sex organs, fingering bitches and jacking off the males.

We once even arranged an illicit mating, just so we could watch. We eventually discovered girls and Jeff lost interest in animals, but somehow I never did. Jeff discovered that fact a few years ago when he dropped in on me unexpectedly, and caught me in a ‘compromising position’ with my dog Jesse. Surprisingly, he was pretty understanding about the whole thing.

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The following story is, for the most part, true. As usual, the names have been changed to protect the innocent. Of course, I won’t promise that there aren’t any slight exaggerations here…

I live in a more or less rural area where there are lots of country roads with farms, woods and a number of small neighborhoods here and there. I frequently take long walks around the area, both for exercise and to unwind from the pressures at work. Many of the homes and farms have dogs and various other animals and the dogs are frequently allowed to run free. Since many of the roads have little traffic, and the houses are not especially close together, roaming dogs don’t seem to get in quite as much trouble as they do in the cities and suburbs, and most stay fairly close to home. I’ve always been an animal lover (if you’re reading this you probably, as I do, love animals more than most people do!) and I have managed to make friends with most of the critters on my walking routes.

Occasionally, one or more of the dogs will join me on my walks, sometimes with the owner’s blessings, especially if my own dogs are not with me. A number of years back, I had set out for one of my long walks, usually averaging 6 to 8 miles. I had decided not to take my dogs along, as they were getting quite elderly at 13 and 15, and didn’t really like to go much more than a mile or two at a time.

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Fiction by Dingo Jay
   I’d like to tell you about my best friend. He’s a really great guy, though not much of a party animal. He listens to all my problems, but would never talk about me behind my back, no matter what we do together.

He’s my security system, my bed warmer, my garbage disposal, my truck-driving buddy and the best Frisbee partner I’ve ever seen. Well, almost. As you’ve probably guessed, he’s a dog. Now here’s the part that’ll throw you-he’s also my lover! Yeah, really. Yes, we have sex and all, but before I go there let me tell you some more about him.

Duffy is a mixed breed; the closest I can come to putting my finger on his exact ancestry is an educated guess. I figure he’s probably a mix of Australian Cattledog with Border Collie, or maybe Aussie Shepherd. Around these parts, that particular mix is fairly common and it’s called a Texas Heeler. He’s a medium to large dog in the 55-pound range, with long legs but a stocky build. His medium-length coat stands out just a bit and he’s mostly a mottled brick red and creamy white pattern, with some golden tan on his legs, muzzle and eyebrows, and white feet. His face and ears are more of the same brick red, except solid colored, with a fine, white blaze between his eyes. He has big, triangular ears that stand right up and about half a tail. I thought maybe his tail was docked or perhaps shortened in some accident, but it comes to a point so I guess it’s natural.

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  I keep reading stories about beautiful girls who in some strange circumstance were forced to have sex with a dog or other animal and began to like it.

For me I have always been a fan of sex, but not being your typical blue eyed blonde or quite as shapely as other girls it has not always been easy getting the qaulity of sex that I would like. I’m only 105lbs and 5′6″. I have black hair and no real breasts or ass to speak of. But hello I’m female that still need attention.

At the time I was looking forward to my twenty first birthday thinking that it would perhaps initiate some change in my life, finalize my transition into adulthood. I don’t know why I had already learned that drunk guys have trouble getting it up and getting rubbed over by some inexperienced boy has always been more arousing than annoying.

I’m not saying that I haven’t had good experiences, just not enough. Maybe its because it has to have a thrill, boyfriends always seem to get old and girlfriends well that’s different, but I like the feeling of a hard hot cock stretching me and filling me up.

I’m not really sure how it all started, since I’ve been a preteen I’ve always enjoyed looking at porn on the internet. And about a year ago I started noticing animal porn. Not that I was into it, it totally freaked me out, but I liked it. The idea of somebody having sex with an animal. It sounded so wrong.

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   I was only 14 when my mom finally got remarried and we moved to his farm in Montana. It was a big shock for me to move from the big bad city I was use to to this solitary confinement of the country. That first summer started out to be hell if only I knew. Mom and Alan both worked during the day leaveing me home miles and miles from no where and virtually nothing to do. My only companion seemed to be Alan’s Black Lab named Wrangler. So naturally every where I went he was right on my heels. It got to where if I went to the bath room he was sitting at the door, if I had to bath he would scratch at the door till I let him in, he even began sleeping at the foot of my bed. I don’t mean on the floor I mean the dog would climb under my covers and lay on my feet his head on my knees. At first I found it odd but I got use to it I actually enjoied the company even if it did cut down on privacy.
Of corse I am an young girl just entering the age of woman hoodand curiosity. All this time by my self with no one to talk to just makes me more and more curious and may dreams tend to be of preverted nature lack of friends I guess. Late one night I began haveing one of my erotic dreams about my old friends and the joys of sex. I woke up in a fuzzy state of mind my virgin pussy dripping wet and throbbing. Of corse by this time I am not new to self masturbation so I began rubbing my warm clit. Still this time with every one in the house asleep I decided to enjoy this moment fully. I took off my nighty and began playing with my whole body. Soon I was lost in the waves of self pleasure. I closed my eyes dreaming of my ex boyfriend trying to be as quiet as possible. Yet a faint moan fell from my trembling lips that caught Wrangler’s attention.
Lost in the moment of climax I paid little attention to him as he woke up and began sniffing my face making sure I was alright. I didn’t even worry as he began sniffing lower across my body.

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I was only 14 when my mom finally got remarried and we moved to his farm in Montana. It was a big shock for me to move from the big bad city I was use to to this solitary confinement of the country. That first summer started out to be hell if only I knew. Mom and Alan both worked during the day leaveing me home miles and miles from no where and virtually nothing to do. My only companion seemed to be Alan’s Black Lab named Wrangler. So naturally every where I went he was right on my heels. It got to where if I went to the bath room he was sitting at the door, if I had to bath he would scratch at the door till I let him in, he even began sleeping at the foot of my bed. I don’t mean on the floor I mean the dog would climb under my covers and lay on my feet his head on my knees. At first I found it odd but I got use to it I actually enjoied the company even if it did cut down on privacy.
Of corse I am an young girl just entering the age of woman hoodand curiosity. All this time by my self with no one to talk to just makes me more and more curious and may dreams tend to be of preverted nature lack of friends I guess. Late one night I began haveing one of my erotic dreams about my old friends and the joys of sex. I woke up in a fuzzy state of mind my virgin pussy dripping wet and throbbing. Of corse by this time I am not new to self masturbation so I began rubbing my warm clit. Still this time with every one in the house asleep I decided to enjoy this moment fully. I took off my nighty and began playing with my whole body. Soon I was lost in the waves of self pleasure. I closed my eyes dreaming of my ex boyfriend trying to be as quiet as possible. Yet a faint moan fell from my trembling lips that caught Wrangler’s attention.
Lost in the moment of climax I paid little attention to him as he woke up and began sniffing my face making sure I was alright. I didn’t even worry as he began sniffing lower across my body. Actually to be honest I think it became more of a turn on. Even as he began sniffing and observing my fingers deep at work in my soaken pussy I didn’t bother. Soon I felt his cold nose touch my throbbing clit and it was at this point that I jolted into the biggest orgasm of my life. Instanly I felt my own hot femanin cum erupt like a water fall. A this eruption and climax subsided I fell back limp, exhausted, and breathless.

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