Cara had called the night before, telling her that she had a present for her. She’d arrived at Angie’s house about fifteen minutes before school started, after Angie’s parents had gone to work. She carried a small white gift bag, its handles tied together with a red bow.

“What is it?” Angie asked in anticipation. She knew it had to be something good.

Cara walked on into the kitchen and handed the bag to her. “Go ahead and open it.”

She pulled one end of the bright red ribbon and reached in, pulling out a small but sturdy leather harness that had a little padlock in the buckle located on one side. Angie giggled.

“Take off your skirt and panties and stand on the chair,” Cara told her. Angie obeyed, stepping up onto one of the wooden dining chairs. Cara took the lock off and had her step through one loop of the harness, then pulled two toys from her purse. She secured them through separate holes in the crotch of the harness, snapping them into place. She slid the one closest to her between her lips, lubricating it with her mouth, just in case, and inserted it into Angie’s cunt. Angie moaned a short moan and smiled. Cara walked around behind her and sucked on the slightly smaller toy, being sure to leave more saliva on it, and spread the younger girl’s ass cheeks, pushing the fat little pink cock inside. Angie grunted at the sudden presence of it and squirmed as Cara tightened all of the straps, then buckled and locked the harness at her hip.

“There. You’ll wear that until I see you tomorrow evening,” Cara said cheerfully.

“Tomorrow?” Angie gaped at her.

Cara raised one eyebrow. “Is there a problem with that?”

Angie immediately dropped her eyes. “No, Ma’am.”

“And you won’t pleasure yourself until I allow you to.”

“How will you know if I do?” Angie asked, reaching down to her pussy, but found that the harness covered the area with a thick, solid piece of leather.

“The harness won’t allow it. There’s a little space there, so you can pee, but not enough that you can get to your clit. Don’t worry, Joey is looking forward to both of us playing with you. We just want you to be very ready for us.” Cara smirked and patted Angie’s bottom. “Now, put your clothes back on, before you’re late for school.”

Cara drove her, since she wasn’t feeling quite sadistic enough to make Angie walk all that way with her newest gift in place. She dropped Angie off a block from the school, grabbing her for a kiss before she got out.

Angie didn’t know whether she was miserable or more turned on than she had ever been. Before her second class, she’d had to pay the nurse a visit and ask for a sanitary napkin. Her pussy was dripping into her panties so much that they were soaked through. She thought she’d go crazy, before she saw Cara again and had the harness taken off. She tried pressing the leather against her clit in the restroom, but the straps were tightened in such a way that it was impossible to get any stimulation that way.

By the end of school, she didn’t think it could get any worse. She went home and washed herself, putting on a clean pair of panties and her pajamas, then went about doing her homework. Bedtime seemed to take forever to arrive. She was desperately trying to get to sleep, when she heard noise coming from her parents’ room. Despite her better judgement, she went to look in on them again.

Their door wasn’t quite closed. She crept up close and peeked in. Her father sat on the side of the bed, with her mother kneeling between his legs. He held her head between his hands, thrusting his cock up into her mouth. Angie licked her lips, then held the bottom one between her teeth, her pussy aching and throbbing around the thick invader Cara had secured there. She watched as her father fucked her mother’s mouth harder, listening to her grunt as he spoke, all sorts of filth streaming from his mouth. Her eyes grew wider as she saw her mother’s hand slide down between her legs, rubbing madly at her cunt. Suddenly, he pulled her head off his cock and slid back on the bed, with her following him. Her mother got up onto her hands and knees, spreading her legs. He stroked his cock a few times before putting a hand on each of her ass cheeks, spreading them open before spitting onto her asshole, pushing one thumb in, then the other, and pulling them apart. Angie could hear her mother whimper as he stretched her ass open.

“Fuck me,” her mother said.

Angie held her hands tight over her mouth as she continued to watch.

“What’d you say?” her father asked, pulling her ass open further.

“Please, fuck me!”

He slammed his cock hard into her. Angie watched her mother’s breasts swing as she was thrust into. He didn’t get any gentler until he had finished, lying back as her mother had sucked him clean.

Angie tiptoed back to her room, wishing desperately that she could get to her clit. She didn’t sleep well. When she did manage to drop off, she had wet dreams that never completed, leaving her beyond frustrated. She dreamed of Joey’s cock, wet in her hand, wide and slick in her mouth, and long and full inside her.

She got through school the next day, but it seemed like time passed even more slowly than the previous one. She felt like crying in relief when she saw that Cara was waiting for her in the parking lot. Cara waited until they were back at her house and in the bedroom before stripping Angie down and removing the harness. Her legs shook as the toys were pulled out of her, and Cara smiled at the juices that ran down one of Angie’s thighs. The redhead moaned and started to reach down to touch herself. Cara slapped her hand away.

“Not yet,” she warned.

“Please,” Angie begged, giving Cara what she hoped was the most pitiful look she’d ever managed.

“Get down on your knees.”

Angie obeyed, dropping slowly onto her knees on the towels that had been placed on the floor for her, then sitting her bottom down on her heels and settling her hands flat on her thighs.

“Forward, hands on the floor.”

“You’re going to let Joey fuck me, first?”

Cara just smiled and ran a finger over the collar around Angie’s throat. “No matter what, unless I tell you that you can do differently, you stay on your hands and knees.”

“Anything you say, just please-”

“Hush.” Cara reached a hand into her dresser drawer and pulled out a bar gag. She squatted down and put the soft, black, rubber bar between Angie’s teeth, then buckled it behind her head. She petted Angie’s hair, noting how the redhead’s need to come was so strong that she trembled. “You don’t get to speak until I tell you that you can.”

The younger girl looked up at her, wide-eyed, and whimpered, though she nodded, too. Cara walked around and knelt behind her. She first slid one finger into Angie’s pussy, twisting it into the wetness and stroking it deeply up and down the slit before adding a second finger, making Angie try to push back against her. Cara slapped her ass sharply. “Be still.”

Cara dearly wanted her little sub to fully experience subspace. She’d seen hints of it during and after their session with Daniel and knew that Angie thoroughly enjoyed it, despite the fact that it was supposed to have been punishment. She had been waiting to see more. She hoped to work Angie into it sometime soon, and had begun making plans to that effect.

She removed her fingers from Angie’s pussy and ran one fingertip down the cleft of her ass, gently over her asshole, before massaging against it for a moment. She pushed her finger inside, feeling as Angie tensed and released before adding the second slickened digit. She scissored her fingers apart inside Angie, relaxing and opening her further, making her moan softly.

Cara stood and patted her thigh, and Joey came trotting over, immediately burying his nose in Angie’s pussy. Her head dropped as his tongue began snaking up inside her, his wet nose pressed against her asshole. She bit down on the gag and groaned. Joey took the sound as permission and mounted her, humping at her until his cock began to slide out of its sheath. Cara reached between them and guided his cock further up, letting it slip into Angie’s ass. The girl squeaked as it pushed in further, feeling it thicken with the dog’s every frantic thrust.

Dribbles of pre-come ran back down her thighs until she felt his knot beginning to graze the tight opening. She whimpered again and tensed. Cara grabbed her arm hard, shaking her a little. “Relax. I want him tied in your ass.”

She struggled to obey as the knot hit her more insistently. The burning stretch and ache as he finally pushed it inside made a pained whine rise in her throat. Cara licked at Angie’s lips over the gag. “You’re such a good bitch puppy. You’re my good girl,” she told her.

Angie opened her eyes and moaned softly, thrilled at Cara’s praise. She felt Joey’s cock still swelling, pushing deeper, still drizzling pre-come into her body. Then there was a hotter rush, and she knew that he was beginning to pour come into her.

As she got used to the stretch of her ass around him, she found that the discomfort was actually less than when he was buried in her pussy. The pleasure side left some to be desired, though. She missed the feeling of her cervix being wedged open, and the sensation of her womb being filled. Her cunt still ached for stimulation.

Cara stroked Angie’s breasts, and back, and sides soothingly until Joey’s knot had shrunk enough that he could pull it free with a bit of work. He sat down at the end of the bed to lick himself clean. The opening burned a bit after he had insistently tugged out of her. She let her hips drop lower and felt the come begin to drain out of her, pleasantly warm down her skin.

Cara pulled at her until she turned onto her back, then knelt over Angie’s head. She lowered her pussy down, resting her clit against the side of the bar gag, and began to work her hips to stimulate herself against the younger girl’s face. When Cara came, Angie felt her cheeks washed over with slick fluid, some dripping into her mouth. She swallowed and ran her tongue as far as she could around the gag to collect more.

Cara got up and pushed Angie’s legs open, settling between them. She ran her tongue broadly up the slit before pulling the pussy lips open wide. She grinned at some of Angie’s own juices streaming out of her pussy, and sucked hungrily at the delicate inner lips for a few moments. Angie whimpered and her legs spread further apart.

“You have such a sweet little cunt,” Cara said, slipping only two fingers inside it. She opened her mouth wide and bit none-too-gently across the mound of Angie’s pussy before wrapping her lips around the light pink hood of the girl’s clit and beginning to suck, making her slender hips jerk up off the floor. She looked up and watched as Angie pulled firmly at her own nipples, abusing the reddening bits of flesh by pulling at them by the bars pierced through. Cara waited until Angie’s whimpers grew higher before closing her teeth down on her clit hard. Angie screamed around the gag as she came, her cunt convulsing around Cara’s fingers.

After a few minutes, while Angie was still deep in the afterglow of being allowed to come at last, Cara removed the gag and kissed her.

“Thank you,” Angie spoke exhaustedly, squirming closer against her.

“Something I want to know,” Cara began. Angie looked up at her with pleasure-dilated eyes. “What exactly do you get out of this? Out of our... arrangement.”

“Orgasms?” Angie giggled.

“You can have an orgasm by yourself, just about any time you want to. Seriously.”

“I dunno. At first, I was just kind of curious about why a person would want to have sex with an animal. But then, it felt so good. Then I met you, and you were somebody really nice to share it with, who wouldn’t be all disgusted and horrified. And I found out it felt better than doing it with Robbie. I like how it feels to have a dog cock in me, and having its knot inside me, so I’m stuck like an animal.” Angie blushed and ducked her head against Cara’s chest. “And I like it even more, now that you put a collar on me and made me yours, because it feels good for you to be in control. I love belonging to you,” she finished in almost a whisper.

Cara leaned to kiss her redhead again and suck at her lower lip, looking very pleased with her. It made Angie warm all over, to know it. “I have something very special planned for us next Friday. You won’t have plans, will you?”

“No, Ma’am,” Angie smiled.

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* * * Really sorry this one is so short. The next is going to be much longer and a lot more fun, promise. You can e-mail me at katiestriapach@gmail.com.