1 comments/ 52184 views/ 1 favorites Descent Into Animus By: TheProfessor_2 This story takes place in a FANTASY world with no AIDS or STDs. In the REAL world AIDS and STDs can kill you. Live long, Play hard, Play Safe!! Prologue: End Of Time I am a 59-year-old University Professor teaching 19th Century Erotic Literature for the Faculty of Arts at Ontario State. My 54-year-old wife Jan is still quite a hot number, considering her having given me three beautiful daughters in our 35-year marriage. Still, I have never been particularly faithful. In my early years of teaching, I had a steady stream of co-eds passing through my bed, well the couch in my office really. I was always very discrete, so Jan never had any idea what a hound dog I was. Alas, time catches up with one, and the co-eds won't give an old fart like me the time of day anymore. Nonetheless old habits die hard, and I have been seeing Marcy, one of the School Librarians, for about a year now. She is a great looking 40-year-old woman, stuck in a lousy marriage, so when my weekly Tuesday night poker gang broke up, I just kept going out to play. It was a super cover, as I never won anything anyway, but my "losses" would get Marcy and me a great meal or a fun night out in the bars. She always was eager to repay me with a couple of hours of anything-goes sex. One day about a year ago I had the day off school, and all my classes had been cancelled, with my students out on a field trip with one of the other Professors. I made a date with Dominique, my oldest daughter, over her lunch hour (yes, all of the kids are grown and gone, praise the Lord) to go look for a new car for her. Jan was gone for the day to Toronto to do some shopping, and to see her sisters. Being horny, and it being early in the morning, I gave Marcy a call to see if she could break away from work for a hour or so of one-on-one. Sure enough she could, and as always was ready to go, she's a hot one! So there I am, flat on my back in the middle of the living room, with Marcy gulping down my rather average 7 inch prick in a semi-69. I'm fingering her juicy pussy, which is still dripping from the reaming I had just given her with one hand, while rubbing her swollen clit between my thumb and forefinger with the other. In walks Domi! She takes one look at us, and screams. "You fucking old bastard, cheating on mom and all of us, I'm telling, and you are going to pay!!!!!" Domi then takes out of there like a scalded cat. What the hell happened, she'd not due over here for at least a, what time is it anyway! Shit, Marcy and I had totally lost track of time, it was nearly twelve fucking thirty. I spent the rest of the day in a panic. I was sure Domi would call Jan on her cell, but couldn't be sure. I didn't want to raise any suspicions, and it would do no good to call Jan anyway if Domi had spoken to her. I tried to get a hold of Domi to try and calm her down, but all I got was her voice mail. I headed over to the Lab where Domi works, and they told me she had taken the day off after lunch. I ran over to her apartment, but no one was home. Being there was nothing else I could do, I headed back home to chill, have a brew, and await my fate. Jan got in about 8:30 that evening, and seemed to be in a good mood. She told me all about seeing her sisters, and how they went shopping, but nothing she looked at seemed to fit. She asked how it went with Domi and looking at cars, and I told her I had completely forgotten, and gone out to play a round of golf, so we never hooked up. Jan said, "Domi will be pissed, you'd better go over to her place and make a peace offering or I'll never hear the end of this." Yes! There is a God (or is it a Goddess?), I thought. At that I headed back over to Dominique's apartment. At last she was home, and alone. Thank god that stud-muffin boyfriend she was seeing, wasn't home! She let me in, and told me to sit down. She had been thinking about what she had seen me doing with that "other woman", but didn't quite know how to break the news to mom. I told her that I was very sorry, I loved mom very dearly, and I would do anything if she just wouldn't tell. She told me she was very angry, and I would have to tell her the whole truth about my relationship with Marcy, and if I were completely truthful she would think about what she would do. I told Domi how Marcy and I had met at school, and how we got together for my weekly Tuesday night Poker Game (lol). I explained how I was really just giving Marcy a mercy fuck given her lousy husband and non-existent sex life. She means nothing to me, as I love Jan very dearly. I would stop seeing Marcy right that moment (fingers crossed), just please don't tell Jan. Domi told me that I would have to stop seeing Marcy immediately, and that I would have to be severely disciplined for being such a rotten human being. I told her again, I would do anything, absolutely anything if she didn't tell Jan about Marcy. Domi thought this over for a long time, and finally said she had made up her mind. She was going to punish me severely, and she was taking over my Tuesday night Poker Games to continue to discipline me until I was properly house broken. "House broken! What does she mean, house broken?" My mind screamed. Domi said one word. "Strip." Chapter One: Worship of the Goddess I was stunned and started to protest. Domi started to dial the phone. "No Domi, don't do it, you will ruin your mother's life!" And mine, I thought. Domi asked, "What story did you tell mom about today?" I explained how I lied about going golfing, and forgetting all about her, her mom even suggesting that I come over to apologize. Then I started to shake, and said, "But Dominique, I just couldn't live with myself if you made me have sex with you, it's incest, so just please don't make me have sex with you." Domi then told me not to say another word; if I said another word or disobeyed an order, she was calling mom, and then I would pay doubly. She then said, more gently, "Now take off your clothes, and we'll begin your punishment. Don't be afraid; I am very angry about what you did, but I won't ever really hurt you, old man." I slowly removed my clothes as Domi paced around me, looking me over closely. When I was fully naked she finally said, "You're in good shape for an old man, but I want you to lose that spare tire. Tomorrow you will start going to the gym at the University, like you used to. When I am done with you mom will have a made-over lover, I guarantee it; you will be my Swan." Then she went over to the couch, turned her back on me, and quickly removed her slacks and underpants. She then turned and sat down with her legs wide open, exposing her sex. I stood there dumbfounded, staring at my beautiful daughter's pussy. It was covered with a light downy fur, with delicate pink lips peaking out from the puffy smooth flesh that formed her slit. "Eat me," she said. "Eat me now!" I could only whisper, "Please, no." "No Barking!" Domi commanded, "Get over here now and eat me." She picked up the phone one more time. I walked over, and knelt down in front of her, closed my eyes, and put my lips to her sex. I was shaking all over. Domi gently held my head as I gently sucked, and said, "I'm only going to explain this once, this is not incest, because you are never going to fuck me. Bill never fucked Monica, and if that's good enough for the President of the United States, it's good enough for me." "You are nothing more to me than a pet that must be disciplined," she continued, "You are a dog, and I am your god. If you speak, I can't hear you, it's just barking to me, and my dog is not permitted to bark." As I listened to my daughter's voice, I felt suddenly at peace; this was my punishment, to be her sex toy, to be made over for Jan. Now she said, "I'm going to call mom, and let her know you are going to be here for a couple of hours. I want you to just keep licking and sucking." I nodded my head that I understood. She called and said, "Mom, it's Domi, did you hear what dad did to me today? "That's, right, he went golfing and forgot all about looking for a new car with me, you'd think his brains were in those balls. "I told him he was going to have to stay here and watch a chick flick with me to make up, so he's gone down to pick one up for me. I'll send him home in a couple of hours, ok? "Love you, Mom." With that she hung up the phone, leaned back and started to groan. By now my prick was hard as a rock, and dripping all over the carpet. Finally Domi gave a little shudder, and pushed my face away from her dripping pussy. "Look at my cunt." She said. I looked; it was a beautiful hunk of woman flesh, swollen from my sucking, and glistening from a coating of saliva and her juices. She then said, "Now listen, you are a dog, and all humans are your God. You want to please all Gods, but women are special Gods because they have Pussies, and for a dog the smell and taste of a Pussy is heaven. So I am going to teach you to Worship every woman's Pussy as your Goddess. Understand?" Then Domi started to teach me the worship of her Goddess. First she taught me different ways to form my tongue, soft and flat for licking, hard and pointy for poking, curled up like a little cunt to cuddle her clit. Then she started to teach me hand signals, one for long licks starting at the anus, and ending at the belly button, another for short licks just above the vagina, one for sucking on her clitoris, one to lick around the vaginal opening, and another to stick my tongue in as far as it could go. She said a good dog could learn up to 40 hand signals combining licking, sucking and position. She was going to teach me to be a very good dog, Suddenly she said, "Look at the time, Mike will be home any minute." Mike was her live-in boyfriend, not too bright, but a great looking kid. Then she said, "Be back here Tuesday night at 7:00 sharp. From now on your Poker Night will be your punishment night, so you better tell Marcy you can't see her any more or I'll bust you. Don't forget to go to the gym, and I want you to practice your Worship with mom." I started to protest, "I can't do that, Jan will know something's up." Domi just said, "No Barking, bad dog! Now get dressed and get out of here, Mike will be home any minute!" Chapter Two: The Doggie Cums to Worship The following Tuesday was wonderful. Domi was teaching me the doggie hand signals, and I had already lost almost 5 pounds at the gym. I was practicing my Worship of the Goddess on Jan (freestyle) about every second night. One night she stopped me and asked, "Is this your way of making up for having an affair?" I was stunned, "No," I said, "I'm not having an affair!" "What are you doing then?" she smiled. "Well," I stammered, "I picked up a pamphlet on oral sex on campus the other day, it was published by the Gay and Lesbian Rights folks, and I was kind of curious if you girls really liked this as much as the pamphlet said." "You silly," she said, "Cunnilingus is next to godliness, don't you know? If you get any better at this I may just have to keep you." We laughed, and I got back to my practice, then Jan had just about her best orgasm ever right on my face. The second Tuesday at Domi's was kind of cut short. After practicing the hand signals for about a half an hour, Domi started to have a surfing orgasm, and I just kept her cumming and cumming. I lapped and lapped at her juices, and she bucked my face for over half an hour, and finally she gasped, "I can't take any more of this, let's call it a night." I was devastated; my Goddess didn't want me any more? As I slowly got dressed Domi came over and handed me a key to her apartment. Then Domi told me, "Don't be sad, you are a good puppy. Now next Tuesday I want you to let yourself in, then go to my bedroom, take off your clothes, put on the collar I'll leave out for you, then lie down on the mat at the foot of my bed and wait for me to come and get you." The next Tuesday couldn't come fast enough, and there I was letting myself into Domi's apartment. It was dark, so I went into her bedroom, turned on the light, and removed my clothes. I found a large black leather dog collar on the bed, and put it on. It had silver studs all around it, not pointy, but rounded, and a large silver tag the shape of that Rolling Stones tongue with the name "LICKER" engraved on it. At the foot of the bed was a large doggy bed, about three inches thick and four feet on each side. I lay down, and must have dozed off, for the next thing I knew Domi was standing over me with a leash. I heard voices in the apartment, music playing, and the tinkle of glasses, it sounded like a party! Domi put the leash on me, and then told me that as a dog I could walk upright when we were traveling, but when we stopped I had to get down on all fours, and sniff out the most delicious Goddess there. If I got too annoying, she would command me with "Off" or "Lie Down", and I was to obey immediately. Above all, "No Barking". She then led me out into her living room where six or seven women were standing about talking and having a drink. They all seemed so different from one another, a young slender Russian beauty, barely 20, a dark swarthy one that might have been southern Italian or perhaps Greek (Yikes-or more likely Dikes), a petite English red head, a tall Norwegian blonde, and a short but very overweight girl of about 30. In a loud voice Domi announced: "Ladies, I would like you meet my new pet that I told you all about before coming here. This is my new lap dog, Licker." Someone said, "Gawd he's old!" but Domi continued, "I know they say you can't teach an old dog new tricks, but he was headed for the dog pound when I rescued him. Now as you all know I need your help in properly training him." Domi handed out sheets containing the hand signals, and told everyone that while "freestyle" is fun, teaching the hand signals was more important. The dog has to not only react properly to hand signals, but also to read the subtle feedback from his Goddess to maximize the effects of his worship. The Norwegian fairly shouted, "Me first!" She was a beautiful tall blonde bombshell, with a shaved pussy that smelt of honey, smooth hairless outer lips, and an inner lip that stuck out like the tongue of a small dog. Her Goddess was very sensitive to my worship, and I had to move lightly through my tricks, but after a few minutes she seemed to be able to take a bit more pressure, until she finally gave me the signal for freestyle. After about 30 seconds of freestyle I went to sucking on her clit, and fucking it with my curled tongue. Shortly after I started my sucking action she was having a massive orgasm, and spraying juices all over my face, till finally she pulled my face from her sex, and breathlessly panted, "Off, Off boy." The ladies had been standing around, and showed their appreciation with mild applause. I was thinking, "Wow, if this is punishment, I'll take a double scoop." Next the Swarthy One stepped up, and said to Domi, "I bet you a hundred he can't make me come." Domi replied, "You're on Yvette, one hundred dollars you come all over Licker's face." Yvette pulled off her slacks and panties, and sat down in the wingback chair with her legs pulled up, exposing her sex right down to her asshole. I was dumbfounded; this was the hairiest pussy I had ever seen. The hair seemed to curl in from her thighs, blanketing her anus and cunt in a thick and impenetrable mat. I moved in to get a closer look, and could see bitts of toilet paper rolled up like little maggots stuck in the hair around her poop shoot, and the smell was of the fisherman's wharf on a hot August morning. Her inner lips were thick and blackened, like hamburgers left too long on the grill, and they didn't look as if they had ever been washed. Yvette said, "I'll bet you another hundred he can't last 10 seconds." Domi retorted, "When it comes to disgusting, I'll have to admit you have the Mount Everest of cunts there Yvette, but I know Licker can do it... two hundred then." I closed my eyes and thought back to my youth, to my faithful dog Thor. He was a big yellow lab, and I used to run with him on the beach at Grand Bend on Lake Huron. He was such a chick magnet, but once in a while he would run ahead of me and find a great dead fish washed up on the shore. By the time I'd catch up he was rubbing his muzzle in the stinking flesh, and rolling on his back in the stench. No chicks today! I thought to myself, "I am that dog! Let my human mind sleep, let the spirit of Thor still alive in me come forward." Yvette was signalling for an anus reaming, all the while teasing me by pulling her cunt lips open so the pink flesh looked like the mouth of a Lamprey eel, and I almost could almost see little sharp teeth waiting to suck the blood from my dead corpse. My doggy mind took over, and I dug into her butt with my tongue. My nose was planted firmly in her cunt, and the overpowering scent was like heaven to my doggie brain. Yvette just sat there stunned as I cleaned out her ass, picking the little balls of toilet paper out of her hair with my teeth. Domi started to give me hand signals, lick between her outer and inner lips, up one side, down the other, flick her vagina, and then change directions and do it again. Yvette's juices began to flow. At first they were thick and overpowering, like goat cheese tapioca. As I worked her goddess, her juices ran more freely, as if years of grit and grime were being washed away. After a while the taste became more like a good pungent Isley Scotch, full of peat and iodine with a copper aftertaste. Domi started to change signals practically after every stroke, soft tongue up the middle, suck clit, poke anus, suck clit, rim vagina, suck right lip, now clit, now left lip. Yvette began to tremble, then to quake, and then finally she grabbed my head and began to fuck my face feverishly. I could hardly breathe. And then the flood; I sucked and sucked, nearly drowning in Yvette's cum. Finally she pushed me away roughly, angry at losing her bet! Domi started to laugh. "Say Yvette, I didn't know you were on the rag, that's probably why you were so horny, so don't be a sore loser." Yvette looked at me, my face was covered in a patina of red juices from forehead to chin. Slowly she started to giggle, and then to laugh, until finally she was howling, and all of the women stood around laughing with her. Domi said to me, "Go wash up, brush your teeth, gargle, and for god's sake put a condom on that dick of yours, you're leaking all over the carpet again, Licker!" For the rest of the night I was in heaven. Every woman came forward to aid in my training, and I was quickly learning to read their subtle reactions to maximize their pleasure. Some lay down on their backs for me to 69, while others thrust their Goddess into the air from a doggie style position for me to eat, while others just sat on a couch or chair with legs raised to provide maximum access. Finally as the night was drawing to a close, Domi brought the big girl, whom she called Mary, to me. Domi told me that Mary was a virgin, and very shy on account of her weight. Domi brought us into the bedroom so it would be little more private for Mary. Her Goddess was puffy, perhaps from her weight and all, and had a clean furry slit, with no discernable inner lips or anything. Mary said, "Domi, stay with me, I'm not sure what to do." Domi reassured her that she would do all she could to help. Domi had Mary lie back and raise her hips, while she placed a couple of pillows under them. She then placed another couple of pillows to raise Mary's head so she could easily see and reach the action. I lay on my belly between Mary's legs and was perfectly positioned for a long session of sucking and licking. Descent Into Animus Domi gave me the hand signal for long penetrating licks from vagina to clit. I stuck my tongue into Mary's slit, but did not seem to be able to make contact with any of Mary's sensitive bits. After a bit Domi showed Mary how to pull her outer lips open with both hands, and finally I could sense the Goddess in Mary coming out. Mary was watching me with loving eyes as I ministered to her Goddess. She said to Domi, "I'm starting to feel tingly in my belly, is that ok?" Domi reassured her that it was quite natural, just relax and enjoy. After a bit Mary started to shudder, and then she pushed my head gently away. Domi asked her what was wrong. Mary told her that her bum was starting to pulse, and she was afraid she would fart in my face. When I went back to sucking her, she wiggled and pushed me away. Domi said, "A bit sensitive, eh?" Mary nodded her head. "You liked it though?" Mary nodded her head enthusiastically. "Well we'll just call it a night then, soon you'll be cumming like a trooper. There are a couple of things I want you to practice though, come with me to the bathroom and I'll show you." After a bit, Domi returned and brought us back to the party. She proclaimed, "Last call for Licker, party's almost over." The Girls all giggled, and one of them said: "I'm all sucked out, but look at that poor Licker's bone, we'd like to see him do tricks with that." Domi laughed, and brought me into the middle of the room, where she said "Lie Down, Roll Over!" I obediently rolled over on my back, and she bent down and whispered "Take off that condom, and shoot that dick off for us, dad." I was ready to go! Off came the condom, my cock was slippery from its head to my balls with pre-cum. Within seconds I was masturbating like a wild animal with all that pent up desire from eating so many cunts. Suddenly I shot my load, the first squirt hit me on the shoulder, the next my chest, then my belly button, and then the rest just drooled out onto my belly (which was much flatter than it had been a few weeks earlier). Yvette started a chant, and all the girls joined in: "Eat It, Eat It, Eat It!" But I couldn't, the heat of my passion had gone cold, I was embarrassed and humiliated at having masturbated in front of these beautiful women. I was embarrassed at being just a sex toy for their pleasure. My doggie brain had gone back to sleep, leaving me naked and alone. Domi saw this in my eyes and said, "Go wash yourself up now Licker, you've been a good little doggie tonight." I scurried off to the bathroom to clean myself up. I could hear some of what Domi was telling the women: "Don't be so hard on him Yvette, he's just not trained for that yet. Now ladies, here is what I want you to do for next week..." I couldn't catch the rest of what she said. Mary protested, "Domi, you know I can't do that!" Domi reassured her, "Don't worry Mary, you know we'll take care of you." Chapter Three: A Little Extra Spice Another week came and went, and here I was going out for my Poker Night one more time. I was still a bit embarrassed about masturbating on the floor last week, but I had dreamed of worshipping these beautiful Goddesses all week, so I was ready for more. When I arrived, the women were already sitting around a table, playing poker. I silently went to the bedroom, and put on my doggie costume, consisting of a collar and a condom, and returned to the living room. Domi had me fetch drinks for the women, and then Mary said, "I think I'll get started, I've been practicing for this all week." She folded her cards, and led me to the bedroom where she propped herself up like last week. I wrapped my arms around her legs, as I buried my face in her muff. I then slid my hands across her belly, and tore back her massive outer lips, exposing her inner oyster Goddess to my doggie tongue. Mary was working her well-practiced hand signals, and I the obedient dog was slavishly complying to her every whim. Then she began to cum on my face. She started to moan, "Fuck me, oh fuck me, I'm a virgin and a want you to fuck me NOW!" Just then Domi came in. Mary didn't quite go cold, but it calmed her down a bit. Domi said, "Mary, just hold on girl, we'll take care of that a bit later," and had me go out to the living room. My mind was reeling, take care of what later? As I entered the room, one of the girls, Becky I think, said, "There you are little Licker, get over here, I want to fuck your face." Becky was a tall alabaster woman with faintly Asian facial features. Her Goddess was dark, with a light ring of hair about her anus. I noticed her flavour was not the honey I experienced a week before. It had a distinct tang, more like Dijon Honey. As Becky fucked my face, I overheard snippets of conversation at the poker table. ..."Boy, was Bob ever surprised when I asked him for a deposit right after dinner, I drug him into the laundry room so the kids wouldn't see, bent myself over the washer, and had him plug me doggie style." ..."Hey, your husband's on the road, where'd you get your deposit!".... "I had the eighteen year old boy from next door come over and mow my lawn...." As the night progressed, each woman left the table in turn to help my Domi train her lap dog Licker. Each Goddess I worshipped seemed more heavenly than the one before, they were all much as I remembered them, but with an extra tangy bite. Yvette never fails to amuse, she was as tangy as the rest, but only from her anus. I keep sneaking in little anus licks to mix the sauce with the meat and potatoes glory of her cunt. Yvette is laughing with the girls, "This deposit paid my rent for a month." As the night drew to a close, the girls once again jeered, "Come on Licker, roll over for us again." As I rolled onto my back, pulled off my condom, and started to massage my aching dick, Domi entered the room with Mary, and commanded: "Off, Off you dirty dog!" I immediately stopped, just in time. Domi then announced, "Mary is a virgin, let's gather 'round for a ritual deflowering." The lights in the living room were lowered. Domi then had Mary stand over me, with a woman holding an arm on each side of her. Slowly they lowered her juicy cunt onto my manhood. It caught, just for a moment, then Mary grunted as my penis penetrated her virgin vagina, and she slid down onto my pelvis. I started to thrust, needing release after these hours of training. Mary's slippery cunt initially offered little resistance, then she started to grind her massive vulva into my mound, wrenching my dick in and out of her cunt. Mary started to groan, and then to moan, and finally screamed as if in agony. All the time the woman stood around in the darkened room chanting slowly, "Fuck Him, Fuck Him, Fuck Him...", over and over. Finally I shot my spunk into that girl, cuming for almost a minute. Mary was slumped over me, exhausted. Domi then said, "Come on now Mary, one more step, you must feed the seed back to the donor." The two women helped Mary up, positioning her directly over my face. Her giant glistening Goddess was coming to her Licker. I sucked on her cunt as a baby on tit, savouring the mix of Mary's virgin juices and the tangy saltiness of my cum. She let out a loud cunt fart, her cunt lips flapping on my cheeks, filling my nose and lungs with the scent of my jizz. Once again Mary started to cum, robbing me of any chance to breathe, and nearly drowning me in the flood of our juices flowing from her Goddess. I recognized that tangy flavour. I'd been eating man cum out of these wonderful Goddesses all evening! Where'd these women get men that would do that without question? With that Domi announced, "Next week is a week off for you girls. I have some special training for next week, and you all know what to expect after that." Chapter Four: Dogs Love Real Meat I entered the apartment at the usual time. It was dark, so I went into the bedroom, got into my collar, and lay down on the doggy bed. Soon Domi came home, and she said, "Come here Licker, your Mistress has been shopping." She put the packages down, took out a tube of AstroGlide and said, "This is for you." My poor doggy mind was once again reeling. She said I was never going to fuck her, and now this. Just then her boyfriend Mike came into the apartment. For a second I thought I was going to get the crap beat out of me, but Mike grabbed me by the head and started to rub behind my ears like a real dog. "Hey Licker," he said, "I think we're going to have a good time tonight!" I growled softly, and off he went to the kitchen. What did he think, I was no gay boy, I only like sucking man gob out of lady's cunts, that all. Domi came into the room totally naked. She had me come over to practice reacting to her hand signals. There I was in heaven again, with my tongue deeply buried in my daughter's Goddess. After a bit she started to get hot, and wiggled on my face. Mike walked in with no pants on, his eight-inch dong bobbing out in front of him. "I see you've got my Domi all slicked up and ready for me." With that, he sat down on the sofa, and pulled Domi back down onto his cock, with her facing me. Here I was, looking at my daughter's cunt impaled on her boyfriend's cock. She started working her hand signals again. With her inner lips stretched on Mikes cock, I only had the small landing pad of Domi's clit to suck. But her hand signals kept driving me lower, so I was licking Mike from his balls, up his cock, and onto Domi's clit. His manhood tasted of Domi, and my doggy brain once again told my human side to go to sleep. Mike slipped his cock out of Domi, rubbing its length along her Goddess' lips. Domi commanded, "Lick my juice off Mike's cock, and you will know that dogs love meat." I found myself with a man's prick in my mouth for the first time, covered in my daughter's juices. I grasped it strongly at the base, and forced it into my mouth. Each time I would pull it from my mouth, I rubbed its head, stroking it firmly with the palm of my hand. The salty pre-cum soon overcame Domi's essence, and a few moments later I was rewarded with a mouthful of Mike's salty lemonade. I gulped it hungrily. The taste was tangy, like the girls' cunts last week, but only stronger and more immediate. I worshipped Goddesses, but sure enough, dogs do love meat. Domi said, "Good dog, you are so good, you got it right first time, now go lie down." Domi and Mike then made love noisily in front of me. Once he had filled Domi's cunt with his seed, I was once again put into action doing clean up duty. First I licked Mike's dick clean, and then started to lap up every trace of their lovemaking from Domi's Goddess. After a bit, Domi started to heat up again, setting me loose with some freestyle licking of her cunt. I saw Mike's dick on the rise, and was expecting to go around one more time. It did not work out that way. Mike grabbed the tube of AstroGlide, and squeezed a dab right into my asshole. He then put some on his fingers, and stuck one, then two, and then three fingers into my ass. Withdrawing his fingers, he slathered AstroGlide onto his cock, and slowly started to work his cock into my butt. It hurt like the dickens at first, but a nice hurt that soon turned to a burning, churning fullness. Here I was sucking Domi's clit, with Mike banging me in the ass for all he was worth. He said, "Domi, look at this, I have Licker stuck on my dick like a condom, and am trying to stick his head into your cunt." With that all three of us went off, me cumming in my condom without even touching my dick. Domi reached down and pulled the condom from my cock. She then squeezed out my spent fluids over her pussy, rubbing it in like massage cream. Once again I am reacting to her hand signals as I lick her Goddess clean. Then Mike sat down next to her, and she had me lick his cock clean too. After that, we all cleaned up and I got ready to go home. Just before I went out the door, Domi handed me two packages. She said, "This is your new homework. There is a double-ended jelly dildo in there about two feet long. Also, there are instructions on sword swallowing. I want you to practice sword swallowing on that dildo for 15 minutes every day, and I want 10 inches by next week. Soon you will be able to deep-throat the largest of men. Also, there are several different sized butt-plugs. I suggest you use them to loosen up your tight ass, as Mike has a small dick just right for ass fucking, but not everyone does." The next week she had the Poker game going once again. There were the six girls, and one extra, a man. I was to find out later on that Domi and Mike were into the swinging lifestyle, and the women were participating in my training with the full knowledge of their husbands. The deal was that one of the husbands would assist in my meat training each week. The two exceptions to this rule were Mary, who worked in the secretarial pool at Domi's office, and Yvette, a bisexual living in a four-way relationship, who worked for the city as a counsellor for sex trade workers. My training was becoming more and more of an orgy, with me being the appetizer, the clean up department, and the extra tight hole once all the Goddesses were lubricated beyond fucking. One week Domi came to me and gave me more homework. "Ok Licker, I want you to get Jan drunk one night, and "let" her give your cock a shave. After that, I want you to keep yourself hairless, just tell her it's too itchy to let grow in, so you're going to stay hairless until your vacation." Over the next four weeks I practiced my sword swallowing every day, while working with the butt-plugs to loosen up my tight ass. Each Tuesday Poker Night brought a bigger slab of meat for me to suck. I am sure Domi planned it that way. I was becoming quite expert with my worship of the Goddesses, enjoying it even more if the Goddess was full of cum. Also, I had been trained to give expert deep-throat and like any boy dog, and I loved to have my butt fucked (at the same time). The women all loved my bald cock, and would often sit on it for ages before getting a load full of cum, only to feed it back to me while sitting on my face. I had now been in training for nine weeks, and had to admit I was completely House Broken. I would do anything for man or woman. Jan just couldn't believe the change that had come over me; she said I was a much better lover, teasing me from time to time about me cheating on her. As we finished off the ninth week, this time with all four husbands, plus Mike in attendance, Domi announced to the group, "I'd like to thank all of you in helping to train Licker. You have done a superb job, but our time is up, and I have entered him in the regional Dog Show next weekend. After that we will have to find Licker a good home." Once again my head hurt. "A good home?" I thought, what does she mean, and then it hit me. "What fucking Dog Show?" Chapter Five: The Dog Show Mike and Domi picked me up Saturday morning at about 7:30 AM. We had a quick cup of coffee with Jan, and then headed off to Toronto to go to the "boat show". The show was in town, and Domi knew Jan wouldn't be interested. They told Jan that they had planned a full day, first going to the boat show and then hitting me up for dinner before getting back, probably around 10:30 PM or so. We then drove about 75 Km north out of the city, to a small town hockey arena. Security was tight at the arena, and a sign announced "Private Function - Members Only". Domi showed her identification, and after a short delay we were admitted. Once inside, Domi went to the table marked Trainers, and proceeded to register us. At the same time a line had formed in front of the table marked Judges. It seemed that there were going to be more judges than dogs at this dog show. Domi then led me into one of the hockey change rooms where I left my clothes and put on my leash and collar. There were several other dogs in the dressing room, both male and female. There was one black woman, about six feet tall, very thin with perky little breasts; somehow I felt I knew her from somewhere. Domi brought me over, and started talking to her trainer. I immediately went down on all fours, and we started sniffing each other's butts like good dogs do. Her trainer said, "Blackie, lie down". She lay down on the floor, and exposed her shaved pussy to my face. Domi said, "Save it for the show Licker, it's going to be a long day." We were both disappointed, but as fate would have it, we were to meet again. From there we went out to the arena floor. Being it was June already the ice was gone, and in the centre of the arena they had constructed a stage that looked like a boxing ring, but without ropes. Around the boards they had set up tables with numbers on them, where the judges sat. There were forty judging stations with a man and woman judge at each station. I was to learn there were 30 dogs entered in the show, so there was no waiting at the stations. Each pair of judges would spent 10 minutes with each dog, so the whole process was timed out to take 8 hours with an hour off for lunch. The trainers were given a schedule in order to visit each station. This was professionally organized. In addition to the judges, trainers, dogs, and their invited guests, the arena began to fill up. Coming into the arena were members from the area's Swinging Clubs, Bondage Discipline Sadism and Masochism (BDSM) Clubs and various dignitaries from the adult movie industry. Some were dressed in drag, others in leather, many naked from the waist down, and some just naked. It rather reminded me of Mardi Gras. As Domi walked me around, people approached her, asking about her old dog. At each stop I would begin sniffing out these strangers. One woman took me by the head, scratching me behind the ears and then stuffing her furry Goddess in my face, the scent overwhelming. I was in heaven. Another man had me sucking his dick as Domi explained to him how I had come under her domination. All of a sudden an announcement came over the loudspeakers. "Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the Fourth Annual Toronto Alternative Dog Show. Let the judging begin." My first judges were a couple in their mid-thirties. She had a long gash of a Goddess, and used subtle but inventive patterns in her hand signals. Her partner was exploring my body with his hands, and teasing my butt with the head of his cock while pulling on my dick. They changed places, him climaxing in my mouth, while she masturbated me. Then our time was up, and we moved on to the next judges. Each judging pair had a different routine, but I think it was all planned out so the judges would last the day, and all aspects of our training would be tested. This covered everything from our pleasure-giving skills to exploring whether any human inhibitions remained after our training. After a while it just became a blur. I worshipped so many different Goddesses that day, from heavenly blonde oysters to shrivelled little brown clumps, from luscious long lips, to piss flaps that seemed to engulf my whole head. One judge offered me a dick he had just pulled out of his partner's ass, all streaked in brown, but after just a moment's hesitation my doggie brain just wanted to me to suck up every smelly glob. The judges degraded and graded all day long. Even our lunch break was one long orgy as our trainers let all the dogs play together in a penned-in area of the arena while they had a bite to eat. We were then hastily watered and fed, and went back for more. Just as we finished with the last of the judges, the announcer said, "Ok everyone, gather around the stage, and we will announce the winners and have the Annual Deep Throat Contest." They had us dogs all line up on the edge of the stage with our Masters and Mistresses standing on the floor below us. Prizes were awarded for both physical attributes and skills. The most beautiful cunt, the longest dick, the best fuck, and the best head were awarded, amongst others. I came in third place for cock sucking, which was a bit of a surprise given some of the beautiful mouths on the stage. Descent Into Animus For the Deep Throat Contest they brought out three chairs, and brought up three studs from the adult movie industry: Mr. Big, Mr. Bigger, and Mr. OhMyGodICan'tBelieveThat'sACock. The dogs had to deep throat the stud, holding their nose on the man's pubic bone for 60 seconds (a bit like staying on a bucking bronco at the Calgary Stampede). About half the dogs had dropped out after Mr. Big, but I found him fairly easy. Mr. Bigger got another ten dogs out, leaving five for Mr. OhMy. I made it, but nearly passed out for lack of oxygen. We drew straws for Mr. OhMy. I was to go last. Contestants tried in turn but failed to take this 12-inch long, 3-inch diameter dick fully down their throats. Measurements were being taken to see who would get the most cock into their mouths. Now it was my turn. I started to pull this giant into my mouth, noticing how soft and pliable the head seemed to my tongue. I straightened my throat, and sucked with my lungs, pop, there that gigantic strawberry of a head was in my gullet, so far so good. I pushed a bit further, but started to gag, swallowing hard the reflex eased, now push a bit further, I can't breathe! Pull out! I pulled back slightly, got a small breath in, now push, gag, swallow, pull, breathe, push. I was going to overcome my body's rejection of this foreign body. I continued, push, gag, swallow, push, pull, breathe, push, gag, swallow, push, pull, breathe! Something was going terribly wrong; this fucking thing wasn't going in, it was getting bigger! I looked up from my work, and saw Mr. OhMy's eyes were rolling back in his head. Push, gag, swallow, push, pull, breathe. The cock began to jump in my throat. Push, gag, swallow, push, pull, breathe. I could feel a hot rush going down my gullet, and into my belly. Push, gag, swallow, push, pull, breathe, push, gag, swallow, push, pull, breathe. I could still breathe; my nose had made it to his furry pelvis. Gag, swallow, breathe. The bell rang, 60 seconds, and the crowd went wild. The Announcer starts to say, "Ladies and gentlemen, a new.... Wait, one of the trainers has filed a protest with the judges." After a few moments he came back on. "The judges have ruled no foul, we have a winner and new Deep-Throat Champion!" The crowed cheered as I took a bow, holding that huge slab of meat in one hand. "Now folks, I have a special announcement, we have a treat for you cumming in just one hour. One of these good dogs is going to attempt a trick never before performed in public. Shortly we will be setting up a tent on the stage, and we need all of you good men to drop by and make a deposit or two if you can." A tent was set up on the stage, and a few pieces of odd furniture were brought in. Blackie was led in by her trainer and men started to line up at the door. Most of the men had raging boners, and were standing in line, slowly stroking them. One by one they were led into the tent, only to emerge less than half a minute later, their boners greatly diminished. Domi told me that as the Deep-Throat Champion I would have a special part to play, but first I could get in line with the men and make a deposit if I liked. I got in line with the men; my hard-on had been going all day, so I didn't dare touch it. The man behind me noticed my collar, and had me be his fluffer, sucking his dick until it was my turn to go in. I entered the tent. Blackie was there, bent over a small table with her ass about waist high. Her goddess lips were red with a thin line of cum drooling from them. Most amazing was her anus, which was so relaxed that it was open to a diameter of over an inch. Her trainer said, "Licker, glad you got here in good time. Give her a deposit in the ass, and then sit over in the corner. I will explain this trick to you while we get her fully charged. Oh by the way, don't go too deep, we can't afford to lose any contributions." As I went to stick my aching cock into her ass, I glanced in and thought I saw a pool of cum about two inches or so from overflowing. As soon as I poked my rod about an inch into that steaming hole Blackie snapped her asshole shut, grasping my dick like a vice. She then slowly bucked her hips, and almost immediately I shot my load into her bowels, along with all the rest. She bucked a few more times, nearly pulling the head off my dick and milking me dry. Exhausted, I sat down on a stool in the corner. The next man entered and the trainer said, "Too big, I can't risk injury, fuck her in the cunt, you have 20 seconds." Blackie snapped her asshole shut, and the man added his donation to that beautiful Goddess of hers. And so it went, with about one man in ten being too big. In the course of an hour Blackie received over a hundred donations. I saw some men come through the line three times in the time I was waiting; I don't know how they did it. While each man took his turn, Blackie's trainer explained how the trick was to be performed. Once the last man had donated, the tent was closed up, and Blackie was moved from the table to a kind of kneeler, where she could comfortably stand on a tall step bent over with her ass straight up into the air. I noticed her breasts again; they were small but perky, standing proudly from her chest like small conical pyramids. They then placed two large balls at her feet in a kind of oversized black pillowcase. At once the image became clear. The shape of her ass, the long legs, and ball bag, here was a gigantic phallus. She was perfectly positioned so her anus was at the very top, and her Goddess looked like a swollen glans. Suddenly the lights dimmed, and the PA system rang out, "Gather around ladies and gentlemen, and see the amazing gigantic penis trick!" At that the tent began to rise, it had been attached to a cable. Stagehands stealthily removed the table and other items from the stage, and then a spotlight lit up Blackie. The audience was awe-struck at this perfect image of a four foot perfectly shaved penis, with pre-cum slowly running down its shaft. "Licker, our deep-throat champion is going to suck the gigantic penis off," said the announcer. Blackie's trainer whispered, "Now remember, don't suck her butt-hole till she is good and ready." I started with the back of her legs, licking up all of the juicy cum running from her goddess. Slowly I worked my way up to her swollen lips, beginning to taste her in the salty tanginess of her cunt. The crowd remained completely silent, spellbound as I worked her Goddess with my magic tongue under the spotlight. My pecker was once again at attention. Her anus was all puckered up, like a set of lips ready to blow on a trumpet. Having sucked all of the lemonade from Blackie's cunt, I went to work on her clit, sucking madly. Blackie started to moan, and then cried out, "Lick my ass, Lick me!" Like a thunder clap the crowd roared in unison: "No Barking!", then all was silent once again. I stuck my index and middle fingers deep into Blackie's Goddess, probing for her G-spot while placing my thumb on her clit, my fingers forming a "C" and pinching her sex into her pelvic bone. Then I licked and sucked greedily at her ass. She started bucking violently, her ass-hole pulsing in my mouth. I pulled my face away to see what was happening, and out from her ass shot a stream of cum, hitting me above the eye. I moved to put my mouth over the stream, and drank deeply of that salty gift. The crowd roared. Her sphincter once again shut, cutting off the stream. I licked her ass, and again it shot a stream about the thickness of a pencil back into my mouth. I couldn't swallow it all, and cum ran down my beard and onto my chest. This time her anus opened as if taking a breath, and then shot a spray of cum, covering my face and chest with her remaining donations. I immediately went back to licking her gaping hole, cleaning it of any remaining chocolate milk that was oozing from her. At the same time Blackie reached around and grabbed my cock, and set to jacking me off wildly. I must have passed out when I came, because the next thing I remember, Blackie was on all fours over me, licking the remaining cum off of my face. While licking my ears she whispered, "Professor, I don't know if you remember me, I'm Natalie, and I took your class last semester. I sure hope you are around in the intersession to give me some special tutoring." "No Barking," I thought. And sure enough, Natalie came around that summer, as well as the next fall. She introduced me to many of her friends, and they to their friends. It was as if I was 30 again, having sex with all of these beautiful men and women. (Men? I'm not gay, just liberated damn it!) I guess that's the power of "word of mouth on campus". But that's another story. Chapter Six - As the Worm Turns Well, another Tuesday Poker Night. I am nervous as I change into my doggie persona. I had nearly forgotten about the threat to find me a good home in all of the excitement of the Dog Show. Domi asked me to stay on my bed until she was ready for me. I heard a knock on the door, and after a while I could overhear a somewhat animated conversation. Deep Voice: "Six hundred bucks, that's a pile of cash for a dog!" Domi: "Its just what I paid to register his papers, he's a champion you know!" Deep Voice: "Mike says he's got a good deep throat, but I've never had anyone that could take me completely in." Domi: "That's his specialty, would you like to try him?" Deep Voice: "Sure, but you know it's not just me, its up to my old lady too." Domi: "That's why we're here, we need to find him a good home." Then: "Here Licker, come here Licker!" Dutifully I entered the living room. Domi said, "This is Dan, and we think he would be the perfect Master for you." Dan was a huge black man, standing at least six foot three, and 250 pounds of solid muscle. He looked me over, and laughed. "If this runt can eat my meat, I'll give you a thousand for him." With that he unzipped his pants, and out sprang a monster black trouser snake. It was big all right, but well within my proven capacity. He stroked it a couple of times, and it sprang to half-mast. I started to work on this lovely hunk of uncut black meat. I licked under its hood, and was rewarded by a steady stream of pre-cum. It then grew rapidly to full size, its head fairly popping free of its foreskin. I then started to jam him down my gullet. He was producing seeming gallons of pre-cum, lubricating my throat while slapping me in the chin with his black balls over and over. I heard a knock on the door. Domi went to answer it, while Dan was smiling from ear to ear. I could hear Domi bringing in another guest. Dan said, "Holy shit honey, do you see how far my cock is in this Licker's mouth? I bet if you look up his ass, you'll see my head poking out." I then heard a woman's voice. Not just any woman, but my wife, Jan, saying, "Dan, I know you love getting that big cock of yours sucked off, but I'd like to feel it in my tight little cunt now." With that Dan pushed me off his dick, and Jan knelt down, straddling him. They kissed passionately, while Dan reached around with one giant hand, and ripped off Jan's panties. He then propped my wife over his giant cock, and roughly pushed her down onto it. It just slid right to the hilt in a single smooth stroke. Already I could see his pre-cum running down Jan's legs, mixed with her own special juices. Domi signalled me to lick Jan from her stuffed cunt up to her pink asshole. As I moved in I could hardly believe I was seeing this huge black cock stretching Jan's Goddess so much that I was afraid it might rip open. I was lapping up their juices as they flowed down Jan's legs, then up Dan's dark shaft, and over to Jan's anus. I poked her butt expertly with my tongue, and she started to cum. Obligingly Dan joined in as I pushed my face into Jan's cheeks. A few moments later, Dan's cock dropped out of Jan, and I was rewarded with a flood of salty lemon-aid as I sucked my wife's pussy dry. Dan then had me suck his cock clean, and he and Jan started to get dressed. Dan said, "Domi, I'm sold. What do you think, Jan?" Jan agreed enthusiastically. I was dumfounded, and started to ask, "What's going on?" But all three just ordered, in unison, "No Barking!" Dan was good to his word, and paid Domi a thousand dollars. I was told to get dressed to go out, but to keep my collar on. Domi told me to take my bed, and also gave Jan a set of training manuals, saying, "Now mom, this is a very specially trained dog, I'm depending on you to keep him in top form." Out we went into the night. I got into the back of Dan's car, and shortly we were underway. "What is going on, am I going to spend my Poker Nights being Dan's toy while he fucks my wife?" I thought. Soon we turned onto a familiar street in a familiar neighbourhood, and into a familiar driveway. My driveway! Jan set up my bed at the foot of our bed. That first night they must have fucked a half dozen times. Each time they were through, Dan would call, "Come here Licker, clean your wife's cum off of my black cock," and I'd suck my lovely wife's scent from his dick, then he'd have me suck his jizz from Jan's swollen Goddess. Soon Jan would be moaning, and Dan was back at attention, ready to take over. Finally Dan fell asleep, and Jan came mightily as I sucked her dry. She then whispered, "Go to sleep now, my little Licker. I love you dearly." Chapter Seven: My Life As A Dog The next few weeks were confusing as hell. I'd get up in the morning, get a bite to eat, shit, shower, and shave, and go off to work. Dan and Jan just stayed in bed; I don't think Dan ever worked a day in his life. Jan would get up later, and usually go out midmorning, as her job as a freelance reporter for the local paper allowed lots of freedom to come and go as she pleased. By the time I'd get home for the University, Dan was usually alone, and, as always, horny. He'd just nod towards my mat at the foot of the bed; I would then go, strip off my clothes, lube up my ass, put on my collar, and transform myself into Licker, his personal lap dog. First he had me suck his black dick, and most every time it had the strong but unfamiliar odour of a strange woman, the curly hair at the root of his cock still damp and matted from the afternoon's shagging. Then he'd give my ass a good reaming, have me suck his dick clean once again, and send me to lie down on my mat till Jan came home to make dinner. At dinner, Dan and Jan would sit down at the table naked from the waist down. They'd take turns having me suck them, and then feed me scraps for doing a good job. When they were done, Jan would serve me the leftovers in a bowl on the kitchen floor. I was getting enough food, but my dog and human personas were becoming confused. My dog loved the attention, but a bit of resentment was beginning to surface in the quiet times where my human personality would bubble up. We'd then watch a bit of TV. All the while Jan and Dan would use and abuse me as their personal suck toy. They'd have me lie in front of the TV and masturbate for them until I came all over my belly. Then they'd have me scoop up my cum into my hands, and lick the whole mess up. After the show they would have a couple of drinks, and go off to bed. Every night was like their first, Dan getting off at least a two or three times, and me digging into cleanup duty till well after midnight. One day I got home to find Dan surrounded by three beautiful Asian twenty-something women. They were taking turns worshipping his monster cock, while he sucked and rubbed their breasts in turn. "There you are!" he roared. "Get changed and get out here, I need your help damn it!" When I returned to the living room, Dan told me to lie down on my back. I was going to be the cleaning station while he fucked these girls silly. "Get ready Licker, I must have a dozen cums in me, and I don't want to piss Jan off by making a mess on the furniture." And so around and around the girls went, getting a twat full of cum from Dan, then onto my face for a good cleaning and a little orgasm or two, and then back to Dan for more. Of course this action was getting my pecker hard. One of the girls, the one called Van I think, said, "Oh lookey, little hairless dickey stand up! So small not know what good for." Dan said, "It's an ass probe ladies, not good for much more than that." "I know what do," said Van. "Work like Curves." With that the girls started a circuit, spending about a minute on Dan's cock, a minute with my cock in their butts, a minute on my face, then back to Dan again. I noticed what time it was, and a little voice in the back of my doggie brain said, "Jan will be home soon, and she'll be pissed, then maybe she'll kick Dan out and life can go back to normal." Just as I predicted, a few minutes later Jan came through the door. She looked astonished, just staring and watching the action. After a few minutes she smiled and said, "Dan! You are so wonderful, playing with the dog like that, can I join in?" And with that she stripped off her clothes. Pushing Dan down onto his back on the carpet, she created a fourth workout station on his face. Not what I expected, but at least I wasn't masturbating tonight, not that I really needed to, as I was still getting plenty of action at the University, and Jan had given me back my Poker Night out. So every Tuesday was my Poker Night. Jan said I could do what I wanted so long as I was honest about it. No secrets, no lies. So I started seeing Marcy again. I told her that Jan had forgiven me, and that our relationship was an open one now. Marcy had kicked that bum of a husband out, and had her house to herself. Seeing her every week was the main thing that was keeping me sane. It was just so good to have human sex again, nice, leisurely, warm sex. Sex among equals, no Master to Slave relationship, no cocks forced into my ass or down my throat. And yet I was immutably changed. One Tuesday night I was giving Marcy the long, slow fuck, when she mentioned, "Say, there's been a big black guy hanging around the Library, I think he might be interested in me." "Oh," I said, "I've heard of this black guy, his name is Dan. I hear he's trouble," as I picked up the pace of our shagging. Shortly Marcy started to cum, "Oh, Oh, Oh, Dan, Yes, Yes, Dan, that's him, Yes, Yes!" she cried. At that I shot my wad into Marcy's clenching pussy, holding onto her for dear life. As the glow of our mutual release started to fade, I went down on my lovely Marcy, sucking and cleaning my cum from her juicy cunt. As I was doing this I was imagining that this was Dan's mess I was cleaning up, and I got another hard on. I was a dog, and I knew then that my conditioning was total and complete. "Oh, look at that," Marcy said. "Never seen you get a second boner like that before." And we made love all night long. Epilogue: All That Ends Well Well, it has been a year now since Domi walked in on Marcy sucking my cock. Domi's entire swing club has gotten into training Alternative Dogs. She calls me over from time to time to give tutorials to their trainees. I always love demonstrating finer points of freestyle Worship of the Goddess on my sexy daughter. Dan moved out after about three months, and moved in with Marcy. Marcy says he's a no-good, lazy, cheating bastard with the best cock she has ever fucked. I still go over for Poker Night, as their lap dog. Jan continues to train me, and loves to take me to the Alternative Dog Shows whenever she can. But other than those times when she brings home a boyfriend or two, I am back to sleeping in our bed as a human again. I told Jan about how resentful of Dan I was getting, and was glad things were back to normal. Jan said that she understood how I felt, and hoped I had learned a lesson from all of this.