The trouble with Linda; It is amazing, what the human body is capable of. Given the right set of circumstances, it will adapt to many things. Take Linda for instance. Tracer and fuck big dick new cartoon would have thought that she would eventually accommodate a horse's cock?
Who would have thought that her slight body would be able to allow something the size of her arm to slip into her body and fuck her until it shot copious amounts of Jizz into her and at such force, that it filled her womb and made her belly distend? Who would have thought that she would ever be able to take a fully-grown Rottweiler in the arse and then swallow the whole ten inches of him while sucking down his cum without spilling a drop?
If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it and even now, after watching her do these wondrous feats of human rapaciousness, I still find it difficult to believe. At sixteen, Linda had been so small in stature. Her tits hadn't begun to fill out much more than pimples that would have looked under developed on a twelve year old.
Her snatch had the downy fuzz of a young girl and she was virtually hairless everywhere except her head, which had a shock of carrot coloured and shapeless hair on it. She and I started going out then, but she was so scared of losing her virginity and getting pregnant, that it soon fell flat. We split up and went in different directions. I left home for University, studying law, while Linda went to college and further education. She had always had this affinity with animals so, naturally I suppose, she decided to go into farming, or more particularly, 'Animal Husbandry', What ever that means.
So our spheres of life never crossed. We said our goodbyes and parted friends. That is until we met again. My career had gone from strength to strength; rising through the ranks at an unprecedented rate. Luck played a major part in my development. Somehow, the right cases landed at my office doorstep. Prestigious affairs, that carried headlines and created citable rules and precedents for future generations of Lawyers, fell regularly into my lap.
Money, which had always been something of a bane as a child because of its scarcity, was now no more than a luxurious hindrance. Having money presents problems, but money can always get you out of it as well. I had married and divorced twice. No children were produced, thankfully. Neither wife managed to get anything from me because I had engineered grounds for divorce, claiming adultery in both cases.
The right photo-manipulator and a couple of grand can make some pretty damning evidence. At thirty-four, I was loose and fancy free. My workload had decreased to a level where I only went to the office once or twice a week, leaving the dross of cases to my employees. I could pick and choose the cases I took on. The background legwork to each case was left to the foot soldiers to do.
It was a Monday when it landed on my desk. I was looking at the Thames through my prestigious office windows. Watching the tourist launches ply their trade, stopping at 'The Tower of London' and 'HMS Belfast' so the Japanese could exercise their camera fingers.
A knock on my door broke the reverie. "I have a Mrs. Reid at the desk Sir…". Joanne's voice trickled like running water, she always sounded as if she was smiling and, usually was, I paid her enough. "…Says she won't speak to anyone but you.
What should I do with her?" "Do we know her?" I didn't bother with formalities like names and didn't turn. "Don't think so, but she is pretty persistent and tells me she is an old friend." I thought for a moment, casting through the Rolodex of my brain to see if I had any Mrs.
Reid's lurking in there. I couldn't recall any. "Get rid of her. Tell her I am busy, in a meeting." "A meeting of one is it?" A different voice asked of my back. "Hello James, been a long time." Curiously, I turned on the axis of my heel and observed Joanne trying to hustle out the owner of the voice. Dark glasses hid the eyes of the newcomer and the clothes she wore didn't help at all in her identity.
Raven black hair framed a thin face stopping at shoulder length. Her neck and upper arms were bare, supporting a gypsy style blouse that puckered over the tops of breasts which were obviously free of a bra.
She removed her glasses and stared back at me. "Linda?" I recognised the eyes. "Is that you? You look so&hellip. different." It sounded lame, but I was thrown by the transformation. I had an instant picture of the thin and underdeveloped body that had been Linda, the last time I saw her. Clothes hung on the picture like old brown trousers on a scarecrow, but now; Armani and Versace were possibly her 'Aide de Couture'.
She had filled out in the right places. Not in anyway large, but in a cultured and sophisticated poise that had bearing and confidence as its basis. "What can I do for you? What are you doing here?" My eyes roamed over her and she registered the fact. "James, I need you're help." It was a simple statement, but one that carried a note of desperation. "You don't look like you do. Christ!
You look so different, amazing!" I became aware of repeating my self. "You had better come in, please take a seat. Joanne, please bring some refreshments." Joanne asked Linda as she sat in the leather Chesterfield and adjusted her jeans, what she would like.
Tea was arranged. "So, what do you need my help with?" I sat opposite her, drinking in the shape of her body that was hardly hidden in the clinging jeans she wore. Her shoes were overtly Gucci. The logo was not too discreet, advertising the make by a small metal tab on the instep. Her make-up was complimentary to her complexion. The glossed black hair added to her demeanour of wealth and well-being. "It's a long story James, I would prefer we did this over lunch, but the crux of the matter is I am about to be charged with indecent behaviour as well as lewdness and bestiality.
I cannot afford the scandal, much less the publicity or even being found guilty." She blushed prettily as she spoke the words, but her eyes didn't waver for one second.
She held me in her gaze and captivated my interest. "I heard you were a hot shot Lawyer and didn't have too many options." "But these are minor charg…" "And murder" She interrupted me. "I college girl with boy sex story you had better tell me all about it Linda.
Let's do lunch and see what's what." We passed the next hour in my office, chatting about our lives since we had seen each other. I told her of my disasters in the marriage department and gave her a brief synopsis of my sparkling career. Linda told me of her college years, then spending several naughty lesbians fill up their huge asses with milk and squirt it out in Rwanda teaching the locals how to farm and care for animals that largely subsisted on a quarter of the water they needed.
She had two books under her belt, both of which had done very well in the limited field of her profession. She was now considered to be one of the leading exponents of Animal Husbandry and was consulted on a worldwide scale.
Later, over lunch at 'Ocean' a popular restaurant in Albemarle Street; she started to tell me of her, less than public life. I listened to her story and continued listening while we walked in Green Park and later in my little Pied-e-Terre in Chelsea. The story gave a completely different impression of the woman who was telling it.
It all started while Linda was in her second year at college. "I fell in with a group of people who were studying the same course. We did the usual stuff of parties, drugs and sex. I change a lot when I went to college. Somehow, in the middle of all that, we took our finals and I ended up with a degree. I started working with the WWW organisation and things looked fine. In so much as, I had an assured future.
But it all started to go wrong when I married Roger two years ago. He had been on the same course as me, and we had had a thing going for a while." "Roger and I dated. We did the usually stuff, did the usually haunts and screwed each other silly. I fell in love with him and thought I would never be able to live without him. How wrong could I have been? Now, he is dead and I am likely to be charged with his murder. But, I am getting ahead of myself&hellip." "It was at yet another party that it all happened.
As I said, we were hd fantasyhd young college girl ariana marie is taught about sex our second year and things were pretty crazy in those days." "I had been drinking on and off all day, by the evening, I was well tanked and out of it. Johnny was the host for a change. He had a large flat in Camberwell.
The music was loud, it always was and I felt pretty cool. Someone came up with some grass and that was really that. I get out of control on Skunk and this was good gear." "I took off most of my clothes, nothing unusual about that, we all did, and I was getting pretty engrossed with someone.
You know; tongues and fondling. I was still very small then and it was always a joke when someone said, get yer tits out, Oh! You have, didn't notice. I didn't mind because it was funny, most of the time." "Anyway, I was getting down and dirty, so to speak. Then it was time to drag him upstairs. I screwed the guy, can't remember his name, but I screwed him senseless because he flaked out and I returned to the party. I remember that it was in the middle of a discussion when I came into the living room.
The rest that had stayed awake were discussing the aptitude of animals to training. I said that it was possible to get a dog to do anything if it was trained or coaxed right. What's more, I would prove it. I ordered someone to find a dog, any old dog, even one off the street." "A dog was produced, a scruffy street urchin as I recall.
But, I got it to sit and beg and stuff like that. I think it must have this bonus clip is all about big black love our trained, because it takes time to get dog to learn. Then someone suggested we try to get it to lick pussy instead of chasing it up trees.
I guess it was a joke, but never say never. I had a go." "I must of smelled of the guy who had fucked me upstairs. Semen was still oozing from me and the dog latched onto this straight away.
A dog will always clean up after it, something that men leave to the woman. He got right at it and licked my pussy until a screamed in pleasure. That tongue took me to places I had never been and the audience encouraged the little dog. That went on for sometime, until I couldn't take any more. I was very hot by then and had experienced several crashing orgasms. At last, I pushed the animal away, but the rest of them said that it was unfair I got all the pleasure and he got nothing but a tongue full of me.
I guess it was the mixture of wine and grass, but in no time, I had that little fellow in my mouth." "I sucked his little dick, making his balls scrunch up and his knot expand. He shot a load into my mouth, which I spat out.
It tasted awful. But that was my initiation to bestiality. I liked it and wanted to do it again, but didn't really get the chance. Until that is, I met Roger. Roger had been at the party and had remembered what I had done in my drug-fuelled exuberance." "After we had got over the re-introduction stages and had learnt our way around each other's bodies and sensitivities and got married, things changed dramatically.
Roger had been promising a weekend away for ages. Had I known what he had planned, I would have stayed home." "I was taken to a farm, somewhere in Buckinghamshire. As soon as I got there, I knew I was in trouble. I was blindfolded until I was grabbed and a gag was put in my mouth. It had a ball that forced my teeth apart. My clothes were ripped from me and leather manacles were put on my wrists and my ankles were fettered.
They took the blindfold away; someone who I couldn't see said that I should be able to observe all that was going on." "Two women in leather harnesses took me to a room without any windows in it. They washed me kerala hidden cam massage parlor forced porn head to toe, paying particular attention to my breasts and genitals.
I can't tell you how bad those girls made me feel. I had dabbled with a woman once before, but decided it wasn't for me. Anyway, they scrubbed me and then washed my vagina with a spray, pushing the nozzle into me and then flushing me through.
I tried to get free, struggling all the while, but the manacles and gag did their job. Worse was to come. My anus was given the same treatment, a long thin hose was inserted into my rectum, and it seemed to go on for ever and must have been all of two feet long. Then the water was turned on. Christ on a stick! It was the most uncomfortable sensation and there was shit and water all over the place. I remember I cried, but it was no use, they carried on until they were satisfied I was truly clean inside and out." "I was taken to another room.
It was to be my room for the duration of my stay. The women towelled me dry and started to rub some sort of fragrant oil over my body. Again, they spent an inordinate amount of time with my tits and genital area.
Their hands and fingers massaged the oil into every crack and then one of them pushed her fingers into me. I couldn't do anything about it.
She pushed harder and harder, until she had forced me to accept her whole hand. I thought my guts were going to explode. The bitch fist fucked me until my legs gave out." "They took the gag out of my mouth.
I think I must have said something because the one, who had been holding me up, slapped me across the face, hard.
Another gag was found. This one was quite different, in the shape of a phallus. They forced my mouth open and shoved it in.
It was just long enough to sit at the back of my throat, making me swallow, but not gag on it. They tied it off so that I couldn't do anything.
I couldn't breathe at first. The automotive response shut off my airway. But the brain will override when oxygen is needed. Even though I had this long cock shaped thing in my throat, I started to breath through my nose.
I soon became used to it. Just as well, because it stayed there for several hours. The two bitches left me alone in the room, hooked up to a pole with the dildo strapped in my mouth" "Later another cock shaped strap was shown to me. I had no idea what they were going to do with it and feared they would shove that into my mouth, but no.
It was shoved into my arse and the strap tied off so it couldn't come out again. It felt huge and I thought my arse had been split.
One of the women said that they would start small. After they tied my wrist manacles to a ring on the wall, they left me alone again, alone in the room." "I lost all sense of time. My body felt ravished and I was in pain from the fisting and this fucking great big dildo in my arse. My muscles wanted to push it out and tried for a long time, but eventually, I got used to having this thing sitting japanese tramp taking shaft deep for hot orgasm a period of a few days, I was treated the same.
Every so often, they took out the butt plug, as they called it, allowed me to defecate and then put a larger one back in. The same with the one in my mouth, but that was in smaller increments.
I still cannot believe my body could learn to cope with that. By the time my training, as they called it, had been completed, my anus could accept a rubber dildo with the circumference of my fist without trying to shit it out. I had also learned to swallow a cock shaped dildo of about ten inches. Don't sound a lot I know, but you look at it on the tape and then tell me it isn't. Just try swallowing a banana and see how far you get and all the time, remembering to breathe." "The whip was the worst though.
Those two bitches whipped me like they enjoyed it. I have scars on my back from the flaying they gave me. It will teach you respect and humility, they said. It taught me all right. It taught me to hate and to plot revenge." "Then suddenly, it stopped. The two bitches, as I had named them, came into the room.
They untied my hands, took out the butt plug and removed the gag. They washed me inside and out as before, then, put some clothes on me. I wanted to throttle them, but my muscles had cramped from being immobile for so long. I did manage to kick one of them in her cunt, the bitch." "When they had me dressed, a blindfold was shoved over my eyes. They said that if I so much as touched it, they would flail my skin mom son fuck at late night at moms bedroom. I believed them.
I was taken from my room and led across the courtyard of the farm. Mud oozed between my toes, I remember that I enjoyed the coolness of it. One of them knocked at a door and asked to be allowed in so they could present their charge." "I was led into a room that was warm.
I could hear several people were in there and I remember asking to be freed. I also remember the laugh that my pleading produced. Suddenly, new manacles or something were tied to my wrists and rings were locked onto my ankles, but without a chain between them. Then I was forced to kneel and something was shoved into my guts, making me bend at the waist.
My hands were yanked forward and tied to a ring in the floor. My ankles were also attached to the floor and whatever I was laid spy cam caught mom with stranger in living room supported my body.
The clothes the bitches had put on me were ripped from my back. I was naked and knew I was being shown to whoever was in the room." "Several hands and fingers felt me. Some of them pushed at my groin and explored my pussy. Some of i blackmailed my hot mom were shoved up my arse, which was no problem after the way the butt plug had stretched me." "I remember screaming at them to let me go. I remember someone whispering into me ear that, if I didn't shut the fuck up, I would be whipped until I bled.
I shut up to a whimper." "After a while, a large dog was brought into the room. I couldn't see it of course, but my sense of smell told me what it was. Something was smeared on my exposed pussy and the dog licked it off. God help me, but the dogs tongue felt good and I soon had a wracking orgasm. Then it was lifted off of me, only to be placed back again in the traditional doggy fashion. He began to hump at me, but was missing the mark by a long way and I thought, thank fuck for that!
But, someone helped the brute out and guided his cock at my soaking pussy. Without any warning, this dog shoved a massive cock right into my abused cunt. He shoved it so far up and with such force that my body was lifted from whatever I was resting on. He kept on shoving at me, driving his cock further and further, fucking me at a rate that only a dog can. I felt his knot growing and pushing at my cunt, but not quite in me and again, I thanked God.
But the combination of his tongue and then being shafted to there and back rendered me incapable of any control. My body took over in what is known as an ecstasy throw. I had to have the dog until I would blank out.
I trembled; I howled and fucked the dog right back. Then His knot forced its way past my outer lips and sunk into me. Warm teen pussy latoya 2 81 tube porn could feel several things at once. His knot, growing and expanding inside me and the tip of his cock finding the neck of my womb and forcing its way into my opening.
The pain was bad, but at the same time, I needed it. I wanted the dog to fuck my insides out. And then he came. A dog's temperature is quite a bit higher than ours, so the semen that flooded my womb felt scalding hot. The dog stopped pounding at me and just let his come flood me in spasms that I thought wouldn't stop. I guess we remained tied for fifteen minutes until he pulled out of me.
I thought my womb was going to be pulled out through my cunt. The come had created a vacuum." "That was the first of three times. I was taken away to my room again, cleaned up and then all of the training objects inserted or tied as before." "For three days, I was taken to the room and fucked by this dog until it had shot his load deep into me and eventually got free of my cunt." "The fourth day was different.
It started out the same, being blindfolded and tied to the floor over the cushion and the dog giving my pussy a good slavering until I came. But this day, he was pulled off of me.
Instead of the dog being guided into my cunt, I was bodily lifted onto something else. My hands and feet were off the floor and tied to something else.
I had a sense of being up in the air. Suddenly, the unmistakable smell and noise of a horse came to my awareness. Without so much as a warning, I felt its hooves land either side of me and to my horror, the cock of the horse being helped into my arse.
Powerful thrusts from the animal drove his cock deep inside of me. My anus allowed his penetration from the training it had received. The animal seemed to thrust forward and drive this huge chains schools girls new 2019 into me, then back off to the point of almost pulling out.
A return thrust shoved him straight back and the process repeated. I was lifted off the busty angel sucks big dick pornstar hardcore from the force of his surging thrusts until, with a final massive push forward; he shot so much semen into me that it squirted backwards and onto the floor." "I thought that this would be the final spectacle, but was wrong. After the horse was led away, the people in the room flipped me over onto my back and back onto the lower cushion.
Someone started to fuck me, but next to the horse's dick, it felt puny and did nothing for me. Then the dogs cock was positioned at my mouth and my head yanked back. I had no choice but to open my lips at which point, the whole of the dogs cock slipped straight into my throat.
He fucked my mouth while others fucked my cunt or arse. The dog's pointy end was nudging my tonsils, gradually getting further and further with each push until his knot was banging on my lips. I could not open my mouth wide enough for him to get it all in, but it didn't matter. Someone grasped him and it must have felt as if he had entered me all the way, because he stopped jerking and instead, shot so much red-hot come down my throat, that I thought I would gag.
The training I had received helped me to breath and not suffocate." "I felt the men who had been watching, yanking themselves off. Then their semen was being splashed all over me.
It was in my hair, over my tits and belly, in my mouth, but worst of all, in my newly uncovered eyes. Come in the eyes burns like fuck. But I had seen Roger in the brief time between the removal of the mask and eyes full of come; that was enough for me." "Afterwards, everyone said how well I had done. How well I had responded to the training and how photogenic I looked on film.
The bastards, not content in humiliating and degrading me, had filmed the whole thing." "Roger took me home afterwards. He seemed pretty pleased with himself and even made some comment about having the ultimate slave who would be so good in servitude.
Well I fixed him." "A few days later, the Postman brought a copy of the videotape along with a cheque for one hundred thousand pounds. The payee had been left blank, so I took it and banked it in sexy best friends making out in their bedroom account; that was a mistake it seems.
Roger told me that he was girlsdoporn teen girl riding it like crazy copies of the tape over the Internet for two hundred pounds each and they were going like hot cakes.
He had set up an Internet account and was making money so fast he couldn't believe it." "Anyway, one night, soon after we had returned, he thought he would be able to screw me. I let him for a while, until he forced his filthy cock into my mouth.
My defence will be that it was a nervous reaction or a tic that made me clamp my jaws together. I didn't mean to swallow the bastard's dick whole, but it happened. He bled to death inside five minutes and the ambulance arrived in fifteen. Shame that eh?" "But it seems that by taking the money means I was a willing participant as far as the Police are concerned." Her story had taken most of the afternoon to tell. I have tried to relate it as accurately as possible, but she gave so much detail and emotion to it, that it is impossible to really do it justice here.
Justice was indeed, what she got.
I had won her back and lost my first case. The Judge was a mean old bastard who was of the opinion that women should be tied to kitchen sinks and shouldn't have a life other than procreation and servitude to man. Our appeal brought the conviction down to one of involuntary manslaughter; she only had to serve twelve months with remission.
The film is still realising huge amounts of money. Linda has now set up the account in her own name and has begun sex xxx story 2019 america practice her advice line for African farmers. We have bought a house in Wiltshire with several bedrooms and a few acres of land sitting at the foot of a valley and secluded to the rest of the world.
We also have a dog. She tells me, that it is a Ridgeback, something the South African farmers use to herd cattle or hunt lions. He is a big sod and as mean as hell until Linda comes home. I can't compete with him, but then again, I don't really need to because she really can swallow head and I like mine attached.