J.A.G. - Mac's Witching Hour by David Oberman (Bi sex, NC, Bestiality)


This story is based on the characters from the TV show, J.A.G. This is 
not meant as an infringement on their copyright of the series, but 
fulfills the fantasy of mature audiences only.

(This story contains scenes of sex, m/f, f/f, MC, bestiality)


If these topics disturb you in any way, do not read on. If on the other 
hand, you enjoy such situations, enjoy.

J.A.G. - Mac's Witching Hour

Chapter One

Witchcraft had been growing in popularity as an alternative religion in 
the past few years. By nature, witches Covens worship nature, and this 
one operating in Gulfport was no exception to that rule. Colonel Sarah 
Mackenzie had gone undercover on one such religious group to 
investigate charges of sexual misconduct against Chief Petty Officer 
Merker, also the High Priest of the Wiccan conglomeration that was 
active in Gulfport. The Wiccan also had a large number of military 
members as practitioners.

To conduct her internal investigation in this matter, Mac would try to 
infiltrate the Wiccan membership and try to determine if the charges 
against its high-priest, Chief Petty Officer Merker, could be 
substantiated.

A female member of the Wiccan accused him of rape and the Judge 
Advocate General's Office was responsible to investigate the charges 
and prosecute if the charges could be found to have foundation.

Mac had assumed the identity of a Navy Petty Officer to infiltrate this 
Witches Coven and investigate the charges undercover. Meanwhile her 
partner, Commander Harmon Rabb, would conduct a separate investigation 
openly. During this undercover operation, Lieutenant Bud Roberts and 
his wife, Harriet, had agreed to take care of her dog Jingo and her 
apartment.

She had adopted a retired drug search dog some months ago, when she had 
proven in a court case recently that the dog could no longer function 
as a drug sniffing dog. When she heard that the dog would have to be 
destroyed because a new owner couldn't be found, she took him into her 
care.

Actually, during the court case in question, its trainer had pointed 
out that the dog had taken an instant liking to her.

"Not too many people could have done that," he had told her. "He's real 
picky about people."

So it seemed that the dog had actually picked her as a new master, 
rather than the other way around.

She had been on the post in Gulfport for over a month now, slowly 
building relationships with the other witches of the Wiccan. Succinctly 
letting them know of her interest to learn more about it and how much 
she would like to be initiated into this unusual religious group.

As most people might have expected, the majority of the Wiccan members 
were female. But the High-Priest for the gathering was a man by the 
name of Jonathan Merker. He was a fairly good looking man, which made 
proving the charges of rape against him that much harder to prove. For 
despite how well educated people were in this day and age, the belief 
still persisted that if a man looked good, why would he ever need to 
rape a woman.

So Mac's mission was to get closer to the man and see if he does 
anything criminal to get his jollies.

It took weeks before she was invited to attend one of their nightly 
ceremonies. The group consisted of about 20 people, mostly women, and 
was being conducted outside as with all witchcraft ceremonies. On this 
night, they were along the shore line of a river.

The group formed a circle around a raging bonfire as the High- Priest, 
CPO Merker, read off their incantation.

Mac was handed a robe, similar to the ones worn by the other members, 
and was told to strip before putting it on. Seeing that all of the 
others were doing just that around her, she began removing her clothing 
to follow suit.

Her shirt came off first, followed immediately by her bra. Her 
voluptuous tits bouncing freely now that they were freed from the 
confining undergarment.

CPO Merker took immediate notice of Mac's endowments. His eyes twinkled 
as he just gazed at her while she continued stripping out of her 
clothes. His mouth watered when she bent over to slip off her tight 
jeans. He couldn't believe how well developed her calves were. He could 
see her muscles rippling along those slender legs of hers.

'Now that's a woman,' he thought to himself. 'This one must be into 
fitness big time.'

Mac tried not to pay attention to the others nudity around her, and 
hoped that they were conducting themselves in a similar fashion.

But within a Coven of witches, nudity was a regular occurrence. Though 
this nudity was not to be construed as a sexual motive, they couldn't 
help but admire Mac's firm body as she stripped near them. Everyone 
there was busily checking out the new arrival to their group.

Some of the regular members were attractive though, she had to admit to 
herself. Despite her control, the cool night air and all the naked 
bodies around her got her juices worked up a bit. She could feel her 
nipples stiffening in her state of arousal.

Peering over to one of the girls next to her, she was gratified to 
notice that she wasn't the only one feeling this way. In fact, most of 
the participants to this Pagan ritual were showing definite signs of 
arousal.

Mac was fascinated by the diversity of the people around her for this 
Wiccan celebration. She noticed that many young people were there, this 
didn't surprise her in the least. They younger generation is generally 
the most likely to try anything new. But many of the members around her 
were in their late forties, there was even one couple in their late 
fifties.

Once everyone had donned the ceremonial gown, they reassembled in a 
circle around the bonfire. CPO Merker resumed his chanting, thanking 
Mother Earth, the water, the fire and the air around them.

All of these proceedings seemed perfectly innocent as near as Mac could 
tell. There was no indication of sexuality in what the High-Priest was 
doing.

"Have the initiates approach," he called out.

This meant herself and two others that were joining this religious 
following on this night. Keeping up her role as an interested party she 
stepped forward, standing before the High- Priest.

"On this occasion," he instructed them. "We welcome you into the fold 
of Mother Earth. And to show that you welcome her embrace, you must now 
disrobe before us."

Mac wasn't sure if she should follow through with this directive. She 
considered her situation for a few moments, then came to the conclusion 
that nothing as yet inappropriate was being asked of her. It wouldn't 
be like her first time baring herself publicly.

Her fiancé, Commander Brumby of the Australian Navy, had taken her 
bikini top off at an Australian public beach only a few months ago. 
That was an experience that shocked her at first, but only a few 
moments later she was exhilarated by it.

So, she reached up to the shoulder straps holding the ceremonial gown, 
and pulled them loose. The gown flowed down her naked body, showing off 
her athletic curves in the shimmering light of the blazing fire.

The High-Priest moved from one initiate to the other. Mac noticed that 
he would blow some kind of ashen dust in each of the others face. It 
seemed innocent enough, somewhat like a baptism.

"With this ash, I anoint you," CPO Merker would say aloud. "It is born 
of the Earth beneath us. The Air around us. And the fire that warms 
us."

When it came to Mac's turn he repeated the same sermon as with the 
others. When the ashen dust hit her face she found herself breathing 
some of it in, which was also intended. She didn't feel any different, 
so she assumed it to be just as it appeared to be, ash.

"You have just taken your first steps into the fold," he told Mac and 
the other initiates. "Over the next thirteen nights you will undergo 
further initiation into the Wiccan. You will find this a rebirth from 
the old life you thought you had. You will be reborn with the love of 
Mother Earth."

For the next thirty minutes she found herself dancing and prancing 
around the bonfire, naked. She found the whole experience liberating. 
There didn't seem to be any sexual misconduct from the part of the 
Chief, or any other of the congregation. The ceremony went well into 
the night. Mac and the other's didn't get back to their quarters until 
well past 2 AM.

When the ceremony was finally concluded, Mac and the others got dressed 
and returned to the Naval Base as if nothing unusual had happened.


Chapter Two

Mac met with Harm the following day in the interview room that he had 
been allocated for his investigation. She reported to him as just 
another witness for him to question.

"At ease Petty Officer," Commander Rabb said sarcastically.

"Very funny Harm," Mac retorted. "You find anything yet to substantiate 
any charges?"

"Nothing," he told her. "From his military record Chief Petty Officer 
Merker appears to be a respectable seaman. No other charges of this 
nature was ever reported against him."

"Same with me," she told him. "This might just come down to her word 
against his if she pursues it into court."

"I know Mac," he agreed. "But she insist that she was raped by the 
Chief, and we have to pursue the matter to the end."

"I know," she said. "But if we're wrong, we'll be putting a black mark 
on an innocent man."

"so, what do you want to do?" He asked of his partner.

"I guess I'll have to continue with my cover," she answered him.

"Anything happening there?" Harm asked.

"Well, I had my first initiation last night," she told him.

"Really?" He responded quizzically. "How was that?"

She didn't want to go into too much detail about what went on during 
the Wiccan ceremony. Especially about her dancing around naked in the 
open. So she just gave Harm the minimum of details of what went on 
during her initiation, including the ashen dust that the CPO had blown 
in her face.

"Any chance that the ash might have been a hallucinogen?" Harm asked.

"I don't think so," she told him. "I mean it didn't seem to have any 
effect on me, or the others. Especially not anything of a sexual 
nature."

They continued discussing the cases further, going through the 
personnel records of the other members of the congregation before 
finalizing their report.

"So what now?" Mac asked.

"I think that maybe you should go back for a bit longer," Harm 
suggested. "If we're going to submit a final report to the Admiral, I 
think we should be as thorough as possible."

Mac was a bit hesitant about that prospect. So far everything was 
fairly innocent, other than the nakedness practiced by the other 
members. But she finally concluded that Harm was probably right and 
that a full report would be best served if they were as thorough as 
possible.

So she left the interview room and called in the next member of 'her' 
congregation, she did this so as to keep her cover intact.

When she returned to her barracks CPO Merker was there waiting for her.

"Hi there Sarah," he said to her. "So, what did the JAG guy want with 
you?"

"He was asking a bunch of questions about us actually," she feigned 
ignorance. "Do you know why?"

"People are scared of anything new," he told her. "You must have 
realized that already."

"I guess," Mac agreed with him.

"You still want to continue with your initiation?" He asked her.

To add authenticity, Mac pause momentarily before answering him.

"Yes," she finally said. "Yes I do. No ignorant JAG Officer is gonna 
deny me my religion."

"Good girl," Merker smirked. "We'll meet again tonight. Same place."

"Okay," Mac responded. "See you then."

They each went their separate way.

'If the Chief is a rapist,' Mac was thinking to herself. 'He sure is 
acting aloof about it all.'


Chapter Three

That night the congregation met again by the riverside. Again a bonfire 
was lit and they disrobed to put on their ceremonial robes.

Mac noticed that one of the initiates of the other night wasn't there 
with them.

"You might have all noticed that one of our initiates declined our 
teaching this night," Merker, the High-Priest announced. "She was 
scared off by the prejudice of the JAG Officer at the base. His name 
his Harmon Rabb, and he is an unbeliever. At a time like this we must 
be strong. Do not let your faith waver with this attack."

Though Mac could read Merker's remarks as a means to disarm an 
investigation, she couldn't blame him for trying to defend his 
religion. Even though she knew full well that Harm's investigation had 
nothing to do with the congregation in itself.

"I all on our remaining initiates to step forward," Merker called out.

Mac and a male member stepped forward from the group.

"On this occasion," he repeated the same instructions to them as the 
previous night. "We welcome you into the fold of Mother Earth. And to 
show that you welcome her embrace, you must now disrobe before us."

The two remaining initiates disrobed without hesitation on this second 
part of their initiation.

"With this ash, I anoint you," CPO Merker would say aloud. "It is born 
of the Earth beneath us. The Air around us. And the fire that warms 
us."

Once more the High-Priest blew the ashen dust into their faces. This 
time the ash did seem to have a slight intoxicating effect on Mac. She 
started feeling a bit giddy this time around. She went through the 
motion of the naked dancing as she had the first night. But this time 
she felt more at ease with her nakedness.

She put that aside as just being more comfortable with doing it in 
front of strangers. She had no way of knowing that the hallucinogenic 
ash had a cumulative effect. That each exposure to the drugged powder 
would remove more and more inhibitions on her part. This was how CPO 
Merker was able to rape some of his followers without their protesting 
it. If she had know about this drug, she would have the case to bring 
the Chief up on charges. But as it was, she was to be his next victim.

It took another three nights of ceremony before Merker made his first 
move on Mac. He had escorted her to her billet after the ceremony and 
tested her acquiescence towards her.

"You were good tonight Sarah," he told her, rubbing a hand along her 
waist.

She felt a warmth building in her at his touch.

"Uh! Th... thank you Chief," she replied. "It... it was rather warm 
tonight, don't you think?"

"No more than the others," he told her.

He could feel her body temperature, even through her military uniform.

"Are you sure?" She said uncertainly. "I... I can feel myself 
sweating."

"Would you like me to come inside with you?" He asked.

"I... I... I don... don't think that would be... would be appropriate," 
she had to stammer. "At least, no... not with the investigation still 
going on."

He was disappointed that she was still resistant to him. But, after 
some consideration, maybe it was for the best. She did have a point 
about the risk with an ongoing investigation.

The next day, Mac was called back to the interview room at the request 
of Commander Rabb.

"Anything new to report Colonel?" He asked her, not expecting anything 
of interest.

"I'm not sure Harm," she finally said, reluctantly. "I... I think I 
might have been drugged last night."

"Are you sure?" His attention showing concern. "Did you get tested?"

"Yes," Mac told him. "First thing this morning. But the medics couldn't 
find any trace of chemicals in my blood."

"What makes you think you were drugged?" He asked her.

"Merker made a pass at me after the ceremony last night," she told 
Harm. "I could barely refuse his advances."

"But you did, didn't you?" Harm had to ask.

"Of course I did," she told him pointedly.

"Did he push it any further?" He pushed on.

"No," she continued. "He just let it go when I rejected his advance."

"Maybe it was just that," he said. "Just a man making a pass."

"I don't think so Harm," she told him. "I... I almost gave in to him."

"Do you want to quit the investigation," Harm asked. "You don't have to 
go through with it, you know."

"If we stop now," she said, after a few moments to consider. "Then we'd 
be setting him free to do the same thing again on someone else. No, I 
better stick with it."

"Are you sure," he asked her one last time.

"Don't fuss over me Harm," Mac scolded him. "I'm a Marine. I can take 
care of myself just fine."


Chapter Four

A few more nights of her initiation had passed before things started 
getting out of her control. She was the last remaining initiate, the 
others having dropped out early.

At first she didn't even notice anything unusual happening to her. She 
didn't consider how the drugged dust was slowly affecting her judgment 
over the past few nights. How it loosened her morals steadily each and 
every time she was exposed to it.

As with the other night's events, the Wiccan members dropped their 
ceremonial robes to the ground, standing naked in the moonlight. Mac 
included. Her large tits and hard nipples showing prominently in the 
cool night air. "Bring forth the final initiate," Merker, the High-
Priest of the Wiccan boomed.

So drugged had she become, from the accumulated dosage, that she had to 
be shoved forward before him. She gazed at him drunkenly as he blew 
another dose of dust into her face.

"This initiate has shown spirit," he announced. "She is ready to be 
inducted into our family. Bring forth our Lords shell."

Mac didn't grasp what he meant by that. Did the spirit that the Wiccan 
worship inhabit a form for them to pay homage to? What did they expect 
her to do for this 'shell'?

She just stared at Merker, dazed, while waiting for this so- called 
'shell' to make its appearance. When she heard them approaching she 
turned to face the 'shell' that she would have to satisfy.

"Oh!" She gasped as they returned with a huge, snow white and well 
groomed, Ram goat with a huge curly horn crowning his white head.

Mac knew that many of the Wiccans worshipped animals as representation 
of their gods. And that many of them associated the Ram with whatever 
deity they followed. So, it shouldn't have been such a big surprise for 
her when the Ram was brought forth. Possibly because of its devilish 
appearance and thus closely associated to non-christian fates.

"This shell embodies our Lord," Merker chanted. "To be welcomed in our 
family, you must fulfill your matrimonial obligations with our Lord. 
You will now be invited to consummate your bond to the Lord through his 
shell."

'He's gotta be kidding,' Mac was shocked at what was being proposed 
here. 'There is now way I'm going through with something like that.'

But Mac had been gradually drugged by the potent drugged ash through 
the past ceremonies. Her resistance to CPO Merker's suggestions were 
greatly hampered. As the other Wiccan members guided the Ram closer to 
her, she found herself kneeling willingly before it.

Merker just smiled down at her. He suspected that she might have been 
in league with the JAG investigation on him. But once he got her 
properly inducted in his Wiccan, he was sure that she would not dare 
reveal what she had done this night.

'The perfect blackmail tool,' he thought.

The Ram stood just inches in front of Mac. She could smell its foul 
breath as he breathed his hot breath in her face.

"Kiss our Lord, initiate," Merker commanded.

Mac was helpless to resist his command, she leaned forward and kissed 
the Ram full on the lips. She then felt its muscular tongue poke out 
and push its way past her lips. The large beast was frenchkissing her 
and she was helpless to stop him. She could feel the large organ poke 
and prod inside her mouth as it snaked its way deeper into her cavity.

"Our Lord is pleased, initiate," Merker told her. "Now you must satisfy 
is lust."

Mac felt a hand grasp her by the neck and shove her towards the Ram's 
rear. When she reached his hindlegs, the hand pushed her head down 
until she could see under its furry belly.

There, before her stunned eyes, was his cock. Never in her life had she 
ever seen such an example of manhood, or rather cockhood. It must have 
been at least twelve inches long and three or four inches around.

Merker knew it to actually measure up to fourteen inches, but Mac would 
find that out for herself soon enough.

But what fascinated her the most was its color. Thought the Ram's fur 
was almost pure white, its cockshaft was in sharp contrast to it. It 
was an ebony black. She could see it glisten with moistness. And with 
each beat of the animal's heart, its cock would spring up.

"Kiss your Lord's wand initiate," Merker chanted.

Mac obediently dove under the horny animal and kissed its cockhead. She 
was immediately taken by the tangy taste of its pre-cum. Without any 
further urging from CPO Merker, Mac began licking along the length of 
the huge cock before her.

"Our Lord is Master," she heard the congregation chant as she continued 
licking. "Our Lord is good."

'I'll say he's good,' Mac mused as she continued licking the Ram's 
cock.

She could feel the Ram buck with each brush of her tongue. Before she 
even realized what she was doing, Mac found herself accepting the 
cockhead into her gaping mouth. She wrapped her lips around its head 
and pulled in more of it inside of her mouth. She began sucking on the 
large penis and she was finding the whole experience exhilarating.

Merker grinned as he watched her submit to her own lustful desires. His 
grin broadened even more when he observed her fingers digging into her 
wet pussy.

"Our Lord is Master," the congregation continued, oblivious to Mac's 
actions. "Our Lord is good."

For them, this was truly a religious experience. A religion that the 
CPO abused for his own perverted pleasure.

Mac had managed to suck in the first seven inches of the Ram's raging 
cock. She didn't know if she could ever manage to take something so big 
down her throat, but she decided that she would give it her Marine 
best.

"Drink of our Lords wine," Merker continued with his High Priest 
charade. "Drink of his gift."

"Our Lord is Master," the congregation repeated endlessly. "Our Lord is 
good."

Mac pushed her face further under the horny Ram and accepted more of 
his fourteen inch cock into her gaping, sucking mouth. Her jaw almost 
felt dislocated, so wide had the beast's cock stretched it open. She 
was now able to handle at least nine full inches of its cock, but she 
was intent on taking it all in.

Merker was having a hard time keeping his mind on business. He had 
never come across any woman able to take his Ram's cock so deep before. 
He couldn't do anything to prevent his cock from raging into a stiff 
board. He always prided himself with such control over his dick. That's 
how he managed to maintain his charade of a High Priest of this Wiccan.

Meanwhile, Mac reached up and started massaging the Ram's bloated ball 
sacks. She couldn't believe how heavy they were, or how large they had 
ballooned. She fully expected to be drenched in goat cum before long.

"Oh yessss," she moaned, pulling her mouth off of its cock momentarily. 
"I love... this, Lord," she paused before finishing that sentence, 
remembering her undercover assignment.

She shoved her face back on the raging cock and sucked it down almost 
to its furry sheath. The Ram's cock was actually fucking into her 
throat now. Just another inch or so and she would have accomplished the 
impossible, or so Merker thought.

Suddenly, the Ram brayed loudly in the air. It had reached its climax 
and was pumping load after load of cum down Mac's throat.

But Mac didn't just want to drink the Ram's cum, she wanted to taste 
it. And to do that, she had to pull back until the cockhead alone 
remained in her mouth, so that her taste buds could savor the true 
flavor of the beast.

She began doing just that. Desperate to accomplish it before the goat 
finished cumming, but she needn't worry about that. Slowly, inch by 
inch, she pulled back along the impaling cock. Finally she got her 
first taste of its cum.

'Just another inch,' she thought to herself as she continued pulling 
away.

Merker was loving the contrast of the Ram's ebony cock against Mac's 
pale white face.

When Mac finally managed to get the cockhead lodged at her lips she 
could taste the tangy cum as it shot powerfully to the back of her 
throat, almost making her gag from its intensity. She concentrated on 
keeping the cum in her mouth, but she soon realized that that wouldn't 
be possible.

With each spurt of cum, the Ram was filling her mouth completely. She 
barely had enough time to swallow one load before the next shot into 
her just as powerfully.

She was finding difficult to believe that any cock could be so virile. 
But this Ram was proving her knowledgeable was lacking in this field.

Merker kept watching Mac as she was greedily sucking his Ram dry. At 
first, he was concerned when he first saw her pulling away from the 
Ram's cock. He could see her throat muscles working hard to swallow its 
cum. Is first thought was that she was trying to get away from the 
beast. But when he saw her stop at its cockhead and kept on sucking on 
it, he knew what she really wanted. He was fascinated in the fact that 
she was managing to drink so much cum. None of his other initiates had 
ever shown such devotion.

'Maybe I was wrong,' he thought. 'Maybe she isn't part of the 
investigation against me.'

"The Lord is our Master," the congregation went on, oblivious to Mac's 
successes with the Ram. "The Lord is good."

'The Lord is the best,' Mac was telling herself.

She had already drunk down more cum with this animal's single climax 
than she had with any men she had slept with for a week. She couldn't 
fathom any cock as being able to accomplish such a feat. Yet, here she 
was, luxuriating in its power.

After what seemed an eternity, Mac felt the last remnants of her 
bestial lover's orgasm finally subsiding. She didn't even remember if 
she herself had had an orgasm. But the wetness down her calves told her 
that she must have.

She kept sucking the turgid black cock until she could only get a few 
measly drops from it. She had to concede that the well had gone dry on 
her. She reluctantly pulled her mouth off of its cock and was amazed to 
see that it maintained its rigidity, even after cumming so powerfully.

"The Lord is pleased, initiate," she heard Merker proclaim. "Are you 
now ready to consummate your marriage to Him."

'Consummate? Marriage?' Mac was confused. 'Didn't I just do that?'

"The Lord is our Master," she heard the congregation drone on. "The 
Lord is good."

Mac wasn't sure what Merker was expecting from her now. But she had no 
intention in satisfying him any further. She opened her mouth to say 
what he could do with his consummation idea, but what came out wasn't 
what she wanted to hear.

"I am ready," were her spellbound words.

Obviously the drugged ashes still held her in the CPO's control.

"Then prepare to meet the maker of all things," Merker announced.

At those words the congregation surrounded her and the Ram. Some 
grabbed the reins of the Ram, while the remainder turned Mac around so 
that she now faced away from the animal. When she tried to get to her 
feet, gentle hands pushed her down without any resistance from her.

She found herself facing the High Priest, a.k.a. CPO Merker. She could 
see how aroused his cock was under his robe. She had to admit that it 
seemed like a nice looking cock, though small compared to the virile 
animal behind her. That one belonged in a class by itself.

"Our Lord is pleased with this initiate," Merker chanted. "Let him reap 
his reward."

With that, the members of the congregation that were holding onto the 
reins released them. The Ram knew exactly what to do. It advanced on 
the waiting woman before him.

Before Mac knew what was going on, she felt a snake worm itself into 
her pussy. Looking back, all she could see were the large curved horns 
of the Ram. It was then that she realized that it was the animal's long 
pointed tongue that was delving into her womb. She closed her eyes and 
trembled at the invading mass.

"Oh Lord, yessss," she moaned for all to hear. "He is ssssso goooood!"

The congregation cheered at hearing her acceptance of their Lord's 
shell. When Mac looked around, they were dancing around the coupling 
pair that she and the Ram were.

The Ram's tongue was reaching to the depths of her love tunnel. 
Nothing, not even the best cock, had ever gone so deep before. She was 
in utter shock to have something as vile as an animal's tongue could 
give her such pleasure.

Merker looked on as Mac began undulating her ass against the beast's 
snout. Which in turn seemed to excite the beast even further. He was 
fighting his own urges as best as he could. He didn't know if he could 
hold out much longer though.

His whole guise as the High Priest was showing his 'congregation' that 
he was not affected by sexual desire. But this woman was making it 
almost impossible for him to hold off. A few times already, he had to 
stop himself from touching his raging hardon for relief. But to do so 
would be to lose his mastery of this group of fools.

But now, seeing Mac humping her ass back against the Ram's ravishing 
tongue, his cock was almost vibrating of its own volition in front of 
him.

"Th... the Lord is now... ready," Merker found himself stammering. 
"Allow him... allow him to have his bride."

Two male members came to either side of the Ram and lifted its 
forelegs, placing him gently over the kneeling Mac. They lay the beast 
over her and returned to the dancing with the others.

Upon feeling the soft fur of its belly on her back, Mac reached between 
her legs to locate its still solid cock shaft.

"I... I want him," she announced to all. "I want to feel his cock in 
me... NOW!"

When her fingers found what she was looking for, she grasped it and 
guided it towards her pussy.

Merker couldn't help himself, he had to see what was happening. Leaning 
his head sideways, he caught sight of Mac's gaping pussy hole, the 
Ram's huge black cock just inches away. Mac's pussy seemed to have a 
life of its own. Almost a sucking motion with its pussylips.

Mac gently pulled and rubbed the hard black cockhead around and over 
her gaping pussy, teasing herself into greater arousal. When she felt 
that she was ready for him, she lay its cockhead at her entrance and 
removed her hand from it.

The Ram immediately recognized a vagina when its cockhead touched one. 
In one savage thrust he buried half of his fourteen incher into Mac's 
wanting hole.

Mac's head snapped up suddenly at the savage intrusion. She wasn't 
expecting such a violent assault, but she wasn't about to let that 
deter her from her lust.

Lowering her head to her chest, she fucked her ass back to take even 
more of the virile cock inside of her. This wasn't lost on the Ram, for 
he too fucked further into her. Soon, a rhythm was established between 
the two willing sex partners.

"Oh my Lord," Mac swore. "Give it to me. Give it all."

Again the congregation cheered their new initiate, believing that she 
was talking to their Lord's shell as always. Though for them, it still 
remained a purely religious experience.

For Mac it represented something different all together. Something 
purely lustful. As for Merker, it represented the worst kind of 
torture.

Mac kept fucking her ass back, managing to take in nine inches into her 
clenching pussy. Then another inch found its way in. And yet another.

The Ram tightened its grip around her waist. Mac enjoyed the tenderness 
that the beast was showing her. It seemed almost human in its fucking, 
but Mac knew that it wasn't. But at this point, she really didn't care.

Finally Mac felt the Ram's balls hit her vulva. She then knew that the 
beast had buried its whole fourteen inches into her. This was deeper 
than any cock had ever gone before. She still found it hard to believe 
that she had managed to accept its whole length inside of her cunt. And 
it all seemed so easy.


Chapter Five

Mac had gone undercover in the Wiccan to discover if their prime 
suspect in a rape charge was indeed the sexual predator that the 
complainant had claimed he was. CPO Merker was also the High Priest of 
a Wiccan, practitioners of the art of witchcraft. That term no longer 
held the same image of evil that it used to. Wiccans were becoming more 
and more a recognized religion in the United States.

While her partner, Commander Harmon Rabb, conducted an overt 
investigation of the charges. Mac assumed the identity of a Navy Petty 
Officer and infiltrate the Wiccan.

She had gone through a number of initiation ceremonies in which she had 
been exposed to a drugged ash that defied detection. During those 
ceremonies, she had stripped along with the other members of the Wiccan 
and danced joyfully around blazing bonfires.

But on this, her final night of her initiation, she was offered to the 
Wiccan's Lord's shell. The shell was in the body of a large snow white 
Ram. The large, virile animal had a huge ebony phallus that Mac soon 
learned was meant for her.

Because of the mind controlling effect of the ash, Mac subjugated 
herself to inter-species sexual contact with the beast. She had sucked 
the Ram dry to start off with. Then she was offered to it for 
intercourse. A marriage Merker called it.

During this whole ceremony, CPO Merker was finding it nearly impossible 
to resist his own sexual urges. Mac had him mesmerized at her sexual 
prowess. But he knew that he had to maintain his vow of celibacy so 
that he could keep his hold over the members of the Wiccan 
congregation.

When we last left her, Mac had accomplished the apparently impossible 
feat of taking in all fourteen inches of Ram cock into her womb. But 
still she wanted more from it. She wanted to feel the animal fuck her. 
Fuck her like only an animal could.

She bucked her ass against the Ram's groin to urge him to keep humping 
her. It didn't take much urging to convince to do just that.

"Oh yessss," Mac moaned. "Fuck me. Lord, fuck me good."

The congregation cheered on each time she used the word 'Lord' in her 
vocal outburst, mistakenly believing that she was in fact praising 
their religious Lord.

Mac could feel the Ram's cock pull almost completely out of her pussy, 
then just ram it back into her with such force that her knees bounced 
off the ground with each thrust. In and out the mighty cock pistoned 
into her pussy, driving her mad with excitement.

Merker just stared dumbfounded as he watched Mac fuck his virile Ram 
into submission. No woman had ever done that before. Sure, many of the 
female initiates had gone through this ceremony. But none with such 
rapture that this dark- haired beauty was demonstrating.

With the others, he could see their reluctance in their eyes. He knew 
that their initiation with the Ram would be their last with any beast. 
But not with Mac. With her he felt that he had found himself a soul-
mate. That as soon as she found the opportunity, she would be seeking a 
beast to satisfy her own sexual urges.

Mac had lost count on how many times she had had an orgasm under the 
beast's sexual attack. But by now she didn't care any more. Time and 
time again the Ram would fuck his full fourteen inches into the dark 
tunnel of her cunt. And each time Mac would grunt from the strain it 
placed on her innards.

Merker was hypnotized at the sight of her actually mastering his Ram. 
It had taken him almost a full year to find the virile beast, convinced 
that no woman could ever conquer him. But here, before him, he was 
witnessing the impossible and it was driving him nuts.

Mac's tits would be jostled with each fuck thrust of the powerful 
beast. They were bouncing fore and aft like balloons full of Jell-O.

"Oh Lord, yessss!" Mac yelled in orgasm once again. "I... I don't know 
how... how much longer I... I can take this."

"The Lord is our Master," the congregation droned on. "The Lord is 
good."

Mac could feel the hot breath of the large Ram against her bare neck. 
She could tell that it was getting shallower with each passing second.

'He... he must be getting near,' Mac guessed.

As if willed by her own thought, the Ram's cock exploded with a 
powerful ejaculation that nearly blew Mac's clenching pussy off of its 
cockhead.

Merker lost all self control at that point. Seeing his Ram's jet black 
cock blow its load deep into this initiate's cunt was too much for him 
to bear. He stripped off his cloak and knelt before the gasping Mac.

When she looked up she was met with his raging hard cock. Mac knew what 
the man wanted, and at this point she was too horny to deny herself his 
cock either. So, she leaned forward slightly and slipped Merker's eight 
inch cock in her mouth and began sucking him off as the Ram continued 
emptying his balls in her cunt.

Mac had never felt so filled in her life. The Ram's fourteen inch cock 
was at the deepest recesses of her vagina and Merker was filling her 
mouth with his own thick cock.

Merker kept up his humping Mac's face for a good three minutes before 
one of the congregation members noticed what was going on in their 
midst.

"DEFAMATION!" The man cried out, alarming all of the others to Merker's 
actions.

Being caught by his 'followers' triggered a panic response from Merker, 
as he felt his jism shoot into Mac's sucking mouth.

Mac had no trouble accommodating the man's cum. Compared to what she 
had swallowed from the Ram, Merker's was a feeble second.

"DEFAMATION!" A chorus rang out from them all.

"You attempt to steal our Lord's bride," the first man cried out.

"DEFAMER!" The congregation shouted.

Suddenly five of the men of the Wiccan grabbed hold of Merker and 
pulled him away from Mac's head, causing his cock to slip from her 
sucking lips.

Mac was dismayed at the turn of events. She had always assumed that 
they must of all been under Merker's control during all of this time. 
But it was now obvious to her that they did take this Wiccan religion 
very seriously, and that the Ram fucking her was indeed the shell of 
their 'Lord'. So Mac decided then and there not to cause any damage to 
their congregation in the courts.

The Ram remained oblivious to the trouble surrounding he and his mate. 
All that he cared about was to fulfill his duty in fucking the pussy 
under him. So, he began to hump anew into Mac's still clenching cunt. 
Though he had already emptied a huge load of cum into her, he was a 
very virile beast used to multiple couplings per session.

Mac immediately felt the renewed vigor of the Ram's thrusting. It 
didn't take her long to realize that she was about to get another 
master fucking from the beast. And truth be known, she was in no hurry 
to have him stop at this point.

"Go for it you brute," Mac cried out to the Ram. "Fuck me again. I want 
your seed in me. All of it. Don't stop until your balls are empty and 
drained."

Mac was getting enamored by the beast's virile fourteen inch cock. So 
much so, that she couldn't get enough of him. Regardless of the outcome 
of this JAG investigation, she felt sure that she would be spoiled, 
sexually, by this fucking.

As the congregation members kept holding Merker down in their anger, 
Mac was humping her ass back at the animal's thrusting shaft. She 
wanted to feel every inch of him inside of her when he unloaded.

Most of the congregation members resumed their worshipping position 
around the bestial coupling and resumed their chanting, ignoring the 
rutting twosome on the ground before them.

"The Lord is our Master," they chanted. "The Lord is good." Mac found 
it unbelievable that they could do anything at all while she was 
trapped performing such an obscene and exciting sexual performance. She 
had to accept the fact that this act was indeed very seriously thought 
of by this congregation.

The Ram kept thrusting his rock hard shaft deep into Mac's willing 
pussy, raising her knees off the ground with each powerful forward 
thrust.

Never in her life had Mac ever had such a powerful lover. Most men that 
she had slept with in the past would be contented with a nice slow 
fuck, thinking that this is what she wanted. But after experiencing the 
brutal animal fuck of the Ram, Mac was considering looking for more 
bestial guys to sleep with in the future.

"Oh Lord!" She cried out as she came yet again, and still the Ram 
wasn't ready to unload. "I... I've never been... been loved this... 
this good before. You... you're fantastic," she moaned to the Ram.

Merker was trapped on his back, struggling to at least see the brunette 
get fucked by the Ram. But the two powerful men holding him down 
wouldn't allow him to desecrate their religion any further than he 
already had. So the CPO had to remain helplessly on his back with his 
raging hardon pointing in the air in frustration.

For the next ten, long minutes, Mac was subjugated to the fiercest 
fucking she had ever received. The Ram was fucking her as only a 
lustful beast could, savagely. With each thrust Mac felt her womb being 
shoved inside out by the powerful animal.

Already in the throws of orgasm, Mac kept averaging an orgasm every 
fifteen seconds or so. Which meant that during this beast's fucking 
her, she would have experienced no less than forty orgasm of her own. 
And despite her fitness, physically, she would have passed out from the 
sheer exhaustion of it all well before the halfway mark.


Chapter Six

When Mac finally regained consciousness, after the Ram's savage 
fucking, she found herself bound and spread-eagled on an altar. From 
her lightheadedness, she quickly came to the realization that the table 
was angled head down towards the ground.

As her senses returned to her, she could feel something cold being 
inserted into her gaping pussy and enlarging at her from inside. When 
she lifted her head to look up at where her pussy was and saw one of 
the apprentices of the congregation using an ornate bulb to her pussy. 
She could see a tube stretching to a plug like device that was fitted 
inside her cuntlips.

That's when she knew that the bulb was inflating the plug so that it 
would become locked inside of her. she couldn't figure out the reason 
behind this, but she was finding the device was arousing her all over 
again.

Then one of the many women of the Wiccan congregation approached her 
labia and tweaked Mac's clit, causing her to yelp at her touch. The 
woman then inserted Mac's clit into a cup like attachment of the plug 
that was now locked inside her vagina.

"Wha... what are you doing?" Mac gasped as her excitement kept 
mounting.

"We are preparing for communion," CPO Merker informed her.

"Com... communion?" Mac had a confused look on her face.

She gaped at her surroundings and could see that the remainder of the 
congregation were seated around the altar, still naked. Each of them 
holding a silver cup. The JAG Colonel found this intriguing and 
wondered what the cups was for.

As she tried to regain all of her senses still, she followed the woman 
that had inserted her clit in the plug device in her pussy just moments 
before.

"I accept the gift of our Lord," she said as she filled her cup from a 
tap on the plug.

That's when Mac came to the realization that the communion was the 
milky white cum of the Ram and her own juices within. The plug was an 
ingenious design. It was sucking the Ram's cum out of her overflowing 
pussy, and add a portion of her own cum whenever the tap was turned.

As her eyes followed the apprentice to the first of the seated 
congregation, she gasped aloud when she saw her swallow the milky white 
combination. Then the next would get up and repeat the process on her. 
This went on until everybody in the congregation had received 
communion.

"Accept this offering from our Lord and his Mate," CPO Merker would 
declare before giving out each share. The Mate referred to was of 
course Colonel Sarah 'Mac' Mackenzie.

"I thank our Lord and his Mate," was the response from each member of 
the congregation once their cup was filled with the whitish fluid.

Then the girl returned and sucked out the last remaining offering from 
Mac's pussy and presented her mouth as a final offering to Mac. For a 
moment, Mac was reluctant to place her lips to the Ram-jism filled 
mouth, but then she recalled all that she had already done with the 
beast. She wanted this final offering from her bestial lover.

Mac was so intoxicated by what went on this evening that she eagerly 
frenchkissed the beautiful woman eagerly to the chanting of the 
congregation around them.

Once each of them had drunk Mac's and the Ram's offering, the altar was 
leveled and Mac was released. For the first time she had a chance to 
examine the straps that had been used to tie her to it and saw how soft 
and comfortable they were. She realized that they were not intended to 
hold her prisoner, but rather to hold her in place on the altar when it 
was tilted head down.

'I... I don't believe what I did today,' she thought to herself. 'I 
can't believe what I'm thinking of now.'

Ever since she experienced the Ram's virile cock in her mouth and 
pussy, Mac had begun fantasizing about doing it again. Not with this 
Ram obviously, but she did adopt a drug sniffing dog recently. And he 
was always sniffing around her panties when she took them off.

'I wonder if Jingo would like a shot at my pussy?' She wondered. 'I 
wonder how big his cock is? I never checked him out before. God! I 
can't believe I'm thinking like this.'


Chapter Seven

As things worked out, the Wiccan congregation had become so incensed 
against CPO Merker's actions during their religious ceremony that they 
all stepped forward to bear witness against him. Colonel MacKenzie 
needn't have to be Harm's only witness. The case against him was a slam 
dunk conviction for JAG.

Upon returning to Washington, Colonel MacKenzie stopped by Lieutenant 
Robert's apartment to pick up her dog, a retired drug sniffing hound 
that she had adopted. She had felt guilty about forcing the lovable 
pooch into retirement, and distressed to learn that he would likely be 
put to sleep. So she adopted him instead and he had been good company 
to her ever since.

As soon as she got to her apartment she went straight to her bedroom 
and stripped off her uniform and underwear, slipping on a loose 
football jersey over her naked body. Her dog just looking on curiously 
as always.

One must admit that she looked extremely sexy in that loose fitting 
jersey. Her naked thighs would have aroused any guy around, if she had 
one to show off to. Her full breast pushed suggestively against the 
thin fabric, her dark aureoles showing teasingly through the air-holes 
of the sportswear.

After what she had gone through in this case, she began wondering about 
herself. The religion seemed inoffensive overall, and liberating 
actually in her mind.

But what disturbed her more, was what CPO Merker had put her through.

'Was the ram really part of the religion?' She wondered. 'Did the drug 
he slipped me let me be that loose?'

She could still recall how wet and excited she had gotten as the ram's 
huge cock rammed into her repeatedly. About how powerful her orgasms 
had been under the beast. And the thunderous climax as it ejaculated 
what seemed like gallons of cum into her vagina.

"Am I that twisted?" She asked Jingo, her dog, shaking his large head 
playfully.

As her thoughts kept wandering to those events, her pussy began 
moistening at the memories.

Jingo got a whiff of sex in the air and began sniffing energetically.

"What's the matter boy?" Mac looked down curiously at him. "You hungry? 
Is that it?"

Thinking that that was the case, she got up and headed for the kitchen 
to get his food into his bowl.

Meanwhile, back in the livingroom, Jingo's arousal was mounting. His 
cock had already begun to make its appearance from its furry sheath. A 
deep red shaft growing steadily between his hindlegs. He jumped off the 
couch and followed his mistress to the kitchen, following her scent.

At the kitchen doorway, he sat on his hindquarters and observed Mac as 
she opened a can of dogfood for him. The scent of her sex was 
fermenting the air of the small kitchen which only served to arouse him 
further. His cock had grown to eight inches so far, and still more kept 
sliding out of its hiding place.

Mac was oblivious as to the effect she was having on her dog. She 
nonchalantly went about her business of preparing a meal for him.

"Growf!" Jingo rumbled.

"All right! All right!" Mac called back at him, laughing at her dog's 
impatience. "Your dinner's coming," not even bothering to look at him 
as she said that.

Once the can was opened she bent down to scoop the meaty glop into his 
bowl on the floor. As she bent down, almost to her knees, her jersey 
hiked up exposing her butt-cheeks to Jingo's view.

The large dog chose this moment to be daring. Creeping up behind her, 
Jingo stuck his wet nose into Mac's exposed ass crack.

"Wha...?" Mac jumped up in surprise. "What do you think you're doing? 
You naughty boy. You're not supposed to do that."

When she turned around to scald him, she was shocked to see his cock 
sticking out of its furry confines. She just stood there, mouth agape 
in surprise. Mac couldn't form words to express her opinion at what she 
was seeing.

Not wanting to wait for her to make up her mind about what to do next, 
Jingo moved on Mac again and shoved his snout under her jersey and 
slobbered his long tongue across her naked pussylips.

"Ooooh! Bad boy, bad!" Mac moaned at its contact. "Jing... Jingo... 
wha... what do you think... think you're doing?"

The dog was oblivious to her objections. He just kept licking at Mac's 
exposed pussy, savoring her juices.

"Oh shit!" Mac groaned as his tongue made contact with her already 
excited clit.

Mac had never considered Jingo as anything other than a companion, a 
friend, a pet. But after what she had been exposed to in Wiccan 
ceremonies, her resolve wasn't as strong as it could have, or should 
have been.

She could feel her knees shake as Jingo kept up his licking.

Mac could feel her nipples stiffening under her jersey. Without any 
conscious thought, her hands moved up to her chest and began rubbing 
her tits through the fabric. She was feverishly pinching her stiff 
nipples as Jingo kept up his tonguing.

The dog would pay particular attention to the inside parts of Mac's wet 
pussy. He seemed to thirst for her sex juices.

Without any conscious decision Mac dropped to her knees and leaned back 
until her shoulders made contact with the tiled floor of her kitchen, 
her feet tucked under her ass. Being very flexible she then spread her 
knees apart, opening her pussy to her sex crazed dog.

Jingo didn't miss this invitation and buried his wet snout against her 
pussylips. Mac was amazed at the depth that he was able to drive his 
tongue inside her. He was reaching depths that she wouldn't have 
dreamed possible only a few days ago.

"Damn Jingo," she grinned at him. "Where have you been hiding this 
talent of yours."

To make sure that Jingo would keep doing what he was doing to her, Mac 
pulled the jersey up her body. She pulled it until the bottom lied just 
under the crest of her tit-mounds.

Then she slipped her hands under her ass and raised herself a bit 
higher to make it that much easier for her dog to service her vagina.

Again Jingo seemed to know exactly what to do. He drove his snout hard 
against her labia, pushing Mac's body across the slick floor of the 
kitchen.

All the while his cock kept growing. It had almost reached its pinnacle 
by now. Nine inches showed and when hard, his cock would reach ten hard 
inches.

Mac peeked over to see what kind of equipment her dog was preparing for 
her. She gasped in pleasure at the sight that greeted her eyes. She 
would never have imagined a dog to have such a succulent looking cock. 
It was much bigger than Brumby's, or any other man she had slept with 
for that matter.

Finally Jingo's cock at reached its limit. Its large knot popping out 
of his furry sheath last. It measured at least three inches around, and 
looked as hard as the rest of his vibrating cock.

Mac gasped in shock when she saw that mass make its appearance. She 
hadn't seen anything like that on the ram. And definitely never on a 
man's. For the life of her Mac couldn't see the purpose for such a 
deformity on a penis. Maybe Jingo was deformed at birth and nobody 
noticed.

"Oh poor boy," Mac whispered, scratching him as he kept licking her 
pussy. "Does that hurt your wee-wee."

Jingo just kept up what he was intent on, licking this bitches cunt in 
preparation for their coupling.

"Oh! Oh! Oh! Oooooh!" Mac exclaimed as she finally orgasmed under the 
dog's obsessive licking.

Her cum splashed against Jingo's snout, causing the dog to sneeze into 
her pussy. This sent her into another orgasm in response, splashing her 
dog again in rapid succession.

By now the large dog was satisfied that the bitch was ready for his 
seed. He backed away from the half naked woman that was his mistress. 
He wait patiently for her to assume the position, but she didn't seem 
inclined to move at all.

"Growf!" He barked at her, but she only smiled down contentedly back at 
him.

He tilted his head questioningly, as dogs usually do, and looked at her 
with those sad doggy eyes that dogs seem to possess. But still Mac 
wasn't responding to his need of assuming the position that he wanted 
her in.

Mac luxuriated on her orgasms that Jingo had given her just moments 
before. So engrossed was she in her own inner feelings, she was 
completely oblivious to her dog's wants and needs. Including the blood 
engorged hardon that she had witnessed before this all started.

She ran her hand under the loose jersey still covering her naked tits 
and rubbed them alternately. Her excitement was still high and she 
raised her groin higher in the air, using her well toned legs to push 
with.

Jingo noticed her cunt hole raising to meet him. He tilted his head 
again, considering if this option was possible for him. But his aching 
cock got the better of him and made the decision.

The large dog moved forward and straddled his forelegs over Mac's groin 
so that he was standing with his head over her chest, and his groin 
nearing hers.

Mac felt his short hair brushing against her inner thigh and opened her 
eyes in surprise, only to see Jingo's salivating jowl above her. Then 
she felt the unmistakable contact of his hot hard cock brushing against 
her hypersensitive pussylips.

"Oooooh!" She exclaimed. "No Jingo. We mustn't. Its not right. We 
can't."

But the dog's understanding of english wasn't that good. All he cared 
about at this moment was coupling with his bitch. And today, that bitch 
was a certain Colonel Sarah 'Mac' MacKenzie.

Mac desperately tried to get out from under her dog's body. But during 
his licking, he had pushed her head against the cabinets, and her legs 
were locked in their present position by his blocking presence there.

"Oh please Jingo," Mac pleaded helplessly. "Don..."

Her speech was cut short when his cockhead found its mark and pushed 
tentatively past her clenching pussy. She also experienced something 
completely new to her. Jingo's short belly hair was brushing 
tantalizingly against her exposed clit as he humped forward into her 
groin.

"Oh fucking shit!" Mac shouted as she felt her pussy spread 
voluntarily.

Jingo's tongue hung from his jowl as he happily pushed forward further. 
He knew that his cock had found the warmth comfort of the bitch's 
vagina. Now all he needed to do was complete the coupling by burying 
himself in her.

His rear began humping madly, trying desperately to drive his whole 
shaft into her. He kept thrusting madly as only an animal could. He was 
even more savage in his fucking than the ram that Mac had been forced, 
tricked into mating with only too recently.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Mac groaned with each thrust.

She found her voice had abandoned her at this instance. So hard was 
Jingo's fuck thrust, that her head kept banging itself painfully 
against the cabinet that had trapped her in this situation to begin 
with.

Admitting herself defeated during this assault, Mac decided to make the 
best of it and began massaging her tit mounds again. She pulled the 
jersey higher still until it was bunched under her chin, exposing her 
tits completely.

Now she could do with them as she wished without any encumbrance of 
clothing impeding her hands. She began by squeezing her tits together, 
forcing her nipples high over her naked chest.

As Jingo kept up his humping, his head lowered until his tongue brushed 
against her sensitive nipples.

"Oh god Jingo," Mac moaned at that contact. "You... you're driving 
me... nuts. Where did... where did you learn this stuff?

The dog liked the hard sensation of Mac's hard nipple and licked it 
again experimentally. Mac groaned aloud again, signaling to the dog 
that it was all right. With her encouragement he began to lick her 
feverishly, never slowing down his fuck thrust of her up-turned cunt.

Mac finally conceded that she loved this too much and quit objecting to 
it all. Now, all she wanted was to make it last as long as she could.

She grabbed Jingo by the scruff of his thick neck and pulled him down 
to her sensitive tits, luxuriating to the sandpapery texture of his 
tongue.

Jingo already had half of his cock stuffed into her pussy. Mac could 
never have imagined cocks being as thick as Jingo's or the ram's. Now, 
she couldn't wait for him to bury the whole thing up her twat. And 
Jingo was only too happy to oblige as he doubled his efforts to bury 
the remainder of his shaft in her.

"Damn Jingo!" Mac moaned as another inch found its way in. "How much 
more do you have?" She asked, not expecting an answer.

She had never had her pussylips stretched so much, not even with the 
ram. She tried humping her ass in time with her dog's but found her 
mobility limited by the cabinet and Jingo's body. She would have to let 
her dog do all the work, this time.

Already Mac was planning further coupling between each other. But next 
time, she would be a willing participant, not raped by him as he had 
tonight.

Jingo humped forward and buried another three inches of his cock into 
her. All that remained was less than an inch and his large bulbous 
three inch knot, for which Mac had thought a deformity. She still had 
no idea what was awaiting her. But she would learn soon enough.

Another thrust and his knot was banging painfully against her labia.

"Yeow! That hurts," she exclaimed, realizing what it was immediately. 
"I'll take you... take you to the vet and get that fixed... I promise," 
not realizing that his 'deformity' was quite natural for a dog.

But Jingo didn't care for anything she had to say at the moment. He 
knew that his goal was almost completed. Only a few more hard thrust 
and his coupling with this bitch would be complete.

Mac kept moaning and groaning with each of his hard thrust. 
Occasionally yelping in pain from the hard banging of his knot against 
her groin.

And Jingo never let up on his licking her tits either. On occasion his 
fangs would nip them causing to groan excitedly from the sexual pain 
that he gave her.

Mac's eyes rolled into her skull as she felt the most powerful of 
orgasm building up within her. All she could was brace herself as best 
she could for the onslaught that she was sure to feel when it hit.

Jingo's next thrust finally managed to push his knot past her 
restricting pussylips, which triggered Mac's super-orgasm tenfold.

"OH FUCKING GOD!" She yelled at the top of her lungs as she exploded in 
a monster orgasm.

Her warm female juices coating Jingo's balls as she squirted all over 
his groin. The large dog howled into the air in excitement as he felt 
submissive ejaculation to his knotting with her.

Mac tried to stay conscious through her first coupling with her dog, 
but she soon found herself falling into exhausted, yet satisfied 
unconsciousness.


Chapter Eight

Jingo never relented on his humping of his mistress, despite her 
passive and slumbering position. All that he was concerned about was 
that he had knotted with her. Now all that remained was for him to fill 
her with his seed as mother nature had intended. His bulgy knot would 
ensure that she would hold his jism, increasing the chances of 
impregnation.

Being a dog, he of course had no way of knowing that impregnating his 
mistress is an impossibility. He was being guided strictly by instinct 
in this.

For at least ten minutes he kept humping his cock into the still 
slumbering woman under him. He could beel his balls tighten, a sure 
sign that he was about to spurt out his cum.

"Ooooh! Wha...what's going on?" Mac finally groaned as she fluttered 
her eyes open.

The next bang of her head on the cabinet refreshed her memory as to 
what was happening to her. When her eyes focused and saw Jingo still 
standing over her, she realized that his cock, and something else, was 
still stuffed in her pussy. She looked over to the clock and saw that 
over ten minutes had passed since she had passed out. She reached her 
arms up weakly to her dog's neck and hugged him tightly.

"Oh god Jingo," she chuckled at him, as he kept up his humping. "Tha... 
that was the best fuck ever."

Mac had falsely assumed that he had finished while she was slumbering 
and that he had slowed his humping considerably. How wrong she was, and 
she was about to find that out soon enough.

Then, for no apparent reason, Jingo stood still over her. His cock 
still imbedded in her cunt. Mac was sure that he must have cum while 
she had passed out earlier. Then she suddenly felt the scalding heat of 
his cum shooting to the very depths of her pussy.

"Oh damn!" She exploded into yet another orgasm. "Is this it Jingo? Are 
you cumming... filling me... with your jism."

Jingo stayed motionless above her as his balls squeezed his seed into 
his willing bitch. His ballsack tightening with each surge of jism. The 
dog knew that his knot would keep his fluids trapped within Mac's womb 
for a good while to maximize his chances of impregnating her.

The dog had been shooting inside of Mac's cunt for over a minute 
already and still she could feel him shooting as hard as ever into her. 
She couldn't get over how virile her dog was.

'Are all dogs this horny?' She wondered.

She tried wiggling her ass around to get a full measure of his cock 
inside of her, but she was still trapped by his body and the cabinet at 
her head. She would have to settle with just the sensation of his cum 
filling her belly.

Finally, after what seemed to be forever, Jingo's stream of cum seemed 
to be slowing its flow. Mac's internal clock told her that the dog had 
been cumming continuously for over four minutes nonstop. A wide grin 
spread over her lips as she realized that she would never have to go 
hunting for dick in night clubs from now on. She might even have to 
reconsider her relationship with Commander Brumby of the Australian 
Navy.

They were getting close lately, and he was pushing her towards a 
greater commitment in their relationship, wanting it to move into the 
personal rather than professional classification. Now that she's 
discovered what Jingo could offer, she will have to re-evaluate 
Brumby's aggressiveness.

When she felt sure that Jingo had finally finished unloading his cum, 
Mac tried lowering her ass to the floor to rest. Imagine her shocked 
expression when she found that she couldn't get his still stiff cock 
out of her pussy.

His knot was keeping her tied to him. And his being a strong dog, was 
able to keep her suspended in the air despite her effort to lower 
herself to the floor.

She found the tension on her cunt too painful to bear when she let her 
body hang under him. She had to get her feet back under her for support 
and relief. She quickly analyzed her situation and knew that they were 
locked together for who knows how long. She still hadn't come to the 
realization that this was quite normal for dogs. Or that his bloated 
knot would shrink eventually and release her.

"Oh shit Jingo," Mac groaned in relief from the painful experience. 
"We'... we're stuck. It... it must be that ugly bulge in your cock. 
Someh... somehow it must have got in, and now... now its too big to get 
back out. Wha... what am I gonna do boy?"

Mac began weighing her options on how best to resolve her predicament. 
The only thing that came to mind was to try and reach her cell-phone 
and call someone to come help her with Jingo's stuck cock. But who 
could she call without sacrificing her military career. Harm? Bud? 
Brumby? The Admiral? The Gunny?

No none of these men would be of any help to her in this instance. They 
were all honorable men and she knew in her heart that they would have 
no choice but to report what they would see. So Mac started running 
names of some of the women that she knew. She was discouraged to 
realize that she knew very few of them. And those that she did know 
were ex- girlfriends of her colleague Commander Harmon Rabb, except for 
Lieutenant Harriet Simms and she was married to Bud Roberts.

'What about 911?' she wondered. 'Should I call the civic authorities?'

All this time, Jingo remained motionless like a statue over her impaled 
body. His cock as hard as when he first got aroused by her sexual 
scent.

'No, can't risk that either,' Mac conceded.

She decided to wait a bit longer in the hopes that she could work her 
cunt off of his raging hardon.

Fifteen minutes had passed since she was confronted by her being tied 
to her dog's cock. This little respite was what Jingo needed for the 
second round. He began humping his hips to and fro, dragging the 
helplessly tied woman along for the ride.

Mac couldn't believe that he was ready to fuck her cunt again so soon. 
All she could do was lift her hands up over her head to protect it from 
the hard cabinet that she was pounded against previously.

Sure enough, Jingo's ass was humping into her at a rapid pace. If she 
could have been watching instead of being fucked, she would have 
thought his as was a blur. He again lowered his large head to her tits 
and began suckling on them alternately like an overgrown puppy.

"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Oh Jingo! Ungh!" Mac grunted with each thrust.

This time Mac managed to remain conscious through it all. She had three 
more orgasm before the dog's balls tightened in their scrotum.

She exploded in a fourth and more powerful climax when she again 
experienced the surge of cum being shot into her. Mac couldn't figure 
out how her cunt could hold so much cum that had been emptied in it in 
such a short time.

Once done Mac collapsed in climactic exhaustion, having worked harder 
for her breath than any workout she had ever done in her life. She 
couldn't remember being so satisfied by any man, or beast. The memory 
of the Wiccan's Ram flooded her mind and she decided that Jingo was 
even better than that.


Chapter Nine

It took another thirty minutes before Jingo's knot shrunk enough for 
him to slip out of her stretched pussy with a squishy loud popping 
sound. When that happened Mac's ass fell the few inches to the floor 
with a thump.

"Oh shit" Mac exclaimed.

When she looked down at her groin she could see a steady flow of doggy 
cum pouring out of her cunt, puddling to the floor under her.

"Damn Jingo," she complained. "Now I'll have to wash the floor."

But before she could even move, Jingo lowered his head and began 
lapping up the rich sexual mixture of his cum and hers from the floor.

Mac just watched him excitedly as she knew that he was tasting her all 
over again. She reached over and scratched his head as he licked the 
floor. Then her gaze followed his body to his rear and smiled.

Though shrunken slightly, his cock was still impressive looking. At 
least eight inches hung low under his belly. Mac could clearly see the 
clear lubrication coating it that came from her own pussy only moments 
ago.

"You're really a good boy tonight Jingo," she cuddled next to him. "I 
should do something special for you as a reward. What do you think?"

The dog simply raised his head a moment and licked her across the lips, 
leaving a trail of doggy jism and her own cummy residue.

Mac didn't even give that a second thought. She ran her tongue across 
her lips to gather the stingy offering that Jingo had left for her and 
tasted her dog's seed for the first time.

She found the cum a bit saltier than the ram's but not much different. 
This made up her mind on what she was thinking just a moment before. 
She would give Jingo a blowjob as a reward.

Leaving Jingo to his cum treat on the floor, Mac slid over next to his 
hindlegs and lowered her face under his furry belly. Reaching up 
carefully, she delicately touched Jingo's cock and grasped it. It felt 
slimy and slick in her hands. The mixture of his cum and hers over it 
made his cock sticky, yet slick at the same time.

Jingo only paused for a moment from his licking the floor clean to gaze 
at his mistress. Once he was satisfied that she wasn't trying to hurt 
his penis he lowered his head and resumed his licking.

Mac made the bold move and ducked her head under his belly and guided 
his semi-hard cock to her lips. She parted them in an irresistible 'O' 
and slipped Jingo's cockhead into her mouth, sucking on it immediately.

The dog raised his head again approvingly before returning to the salty 
juices on the floor before him.

Mac sucked in the first six inches of his cock down her throat and 
busily worked on getting the remainder down there as quickly as 
possible. The easiest way she knew how to accomplish that was to give 
the dog a blowjob and work him down one inch at a time.

Once her plan was set in motion, she began bobbing her head to and fro 
on Jingo's cock, driving it a bit deeper into her gulping throat with 
each stroke.

She was quickly rewarded for her efforts when she could feel his cock 
surging back to life. She could feel it stiffening and elongating even 
as she sucked on him. Whit this sign of encouragement, she doubled her 
efforts to deepthroat Jingo.

Feeling his cock getting aroused once more, Jingo began humping his ass 
into Colonel MacKenzie's mouth. He seemed just as eager to fuck her 
throat as she was to drink down his jism.

As Mac continued working her mouth on his raging hardon, she stretched 
open her legs with the intention of playing with herself. But Jingo, 
being ever so resourceful, feat her to it. he buried his snout into her 
outstretched pussy and began licking her feverishly.

"Mmmmmmmmmh!" Mac could only moan through her cock stuffed mouth.

She recognized that they were doing a 69, but not in the normal 
position. Wishing to get more comfortable so that she could enjoy this 
all the more, Mac scooted under Jingo's body, sliding her pussy 
directly under his head. In this position she found that she had to 
stretch out her neck to keep sucking his dick, but she didn't mind that 
at all.

Realizing that what they were doing was quite unnatural for a dog, Mac 
began wondering how he had learned all of this so fast.

'It couldn't be natural for a dog, could it?' She asked herself.

Her keen lawyer mind began trying to figure out where Jingo could have 
learned to fuck a women so well. She knew that he was a stray when he 
was recruited into drug enforcement. Could it be that his previous 
owner had taught him.

'That must be it,' she concluded. 'How else could this happen.'

Now that her mind was satisfied with her conclusion, she returned to 
eagerly suck him. She wanted to taste his cum as it shot out of his 
piss slit. From what she felt in her pussy when he came before, she 
hoped that the shooting jism would be just as powerful a stream of cum 
as she had imagined it to be.

Jingo kept humping her face furiously, driving his now fully erect cock 
deep down Sarah's throat. She had to work hard to swallow it all.

All the while, the dog kept on licking and nibbling at her cunt and 
clit.

"Arrgggghhh!" Mac finally groaned as she came yet once again for her 
dog.

Just then Jingo began shooting his cum into her stomach. His cock was 
deeply imbedded down her throat and Mac had to push against his 
hindlegs to pull his cock far enough out so that she could get a taste 
of his cum on her tongue.

Jingo had shot two powerful spurts right in her throat before Mac 
finally managed to lodge his cock in her mouth. Now she could use her 
tongue on him. Her tastebuds got their first taste of what doggy jism 
really tasted like right from the source. Mac couldn't get enough of 
it. She kept on sucking even after the dog's cum was only a trickle.

Once they were both satisfied, Jingo walked over her prone body and 
went over to a corner and licked his cock clean.

Mac just watched him doing that for a moment, before getting the energy 
to get up herself. She wobbled her way to her bathroom and ran a bath 
for herself. She needed to clean off her body of the cum and sweat.

After that relaxing bath she went straight to bed, not bothering 
putting anything over herself. For the first time since she was a 
teenager she slept in the nude.


Chapter Ten

The next morning, Colonel MacKenzie woke herself with a start. 
Something was wetting her loins and she couldn't remember having 
company that night.

When she looked down on herself she broke out laughing. It was Jingo, 
her dog. She quickly remembered what had happened the previous evening 
and didn't try stopping the dog as he began licking her across her 
pussylips.

When Mac looked over to her night-table her eyes bulged. She was late 
for work. Her always time accurate mind had completely lost track of 
time.

"Damn Jingo," she gasped. "Look what you made me do. Harm'll never let 
me live this down."

Startling her dog off the bed, Mac jumped out and rushed through her 
morning routine, skipping a bath and breakfast.

She ran down the stairs of her apartment and jumped into her car. To 
make matters worse for her, she was stopped by a cop for running a 
light which made her late even more.

When she walked into the JAG offices Admiral Chedwiggen was talking to 
his aid Seaman Tyner.

"Nice of you to join us Colonel," she heard him say.

"Sorry to be so late Admiral," she apologized. "It'll never happen 
again."

"I would hope not," the Admiral said, turning back to his office.

"So, what happened to you?" Harm smirked at her. "Bedbug bit you."

"Don't even start with me today Harm," she shot back jokingly.

"Good morning Ma'am," Gunny greeted her. "Have some coffee?"

"That would be great Gunny, thank you," she said as she walked into her 
office.

The day dragged on and on for her that day. No matter what she did, she 
just couldn't get her mind off what she and her dog had done last 
night. On a number of occasions she had to be snapped out of her 
daydreaming by some subordinates.

It was nearing three o'clock in the afternoon when she spied Lieutenant 
Simms walking into the offices with a trolley full of boxed documents. 
Obviously she had been kept busy most of the day on this task, most 
likely by Commander Rabb. He seemed to get the bigger cases for JAG.

That was when it dawned on her that the Roberts were dog- sitting for 
her while she was away on assignment.

'What if they noticed Jingo acting up?' She began to worry. 'How will I 
explain that to them?'

It was then that she decided to find out if they suspected anything 
about Jingo.

"Lieutenant Simms," she called out. "Could I see you a moment."

"Yes ma'am," the petite blonde answered back, following the Colonel 
back into her office.

"Close the door please," Mac told her as she sat behind her desk.

Lieutenant Simms did as instructed then stood before her superior.

"Sit Harriet," Mac offered. "This isn't an official matter."

"It isn't ma'am?" The Navy Lieutenant asked.

"No it isn't," Mac smiled at her. "Now, will you please relax and sit 
down."

Lieutenant Simms sat in a chair facing her and Mac looked into her eyes 
for signs of disgust about her dog.

"I just wanted to ask you something Harriet," she told her.

"About what, ma'am?" Harriet asked.

"You didn't have any problems with Jingo while I was away?" Mac took 
the plunge. "He wasn't... acting strange or anything, was he?"

"Oh I'm so sorry Colonel," Harriet's eyes welled up with tears. "I 
really shouldn't have done that with him."

Mac was confused as to Harriet Simms sudden breakdown. Then it hit her. 
It wasn't a previous owner that had taught Jingo how to do it with a 
woman. It was... Harriet.

"Harriet? You?" Mac gasped. "You did those things with Jingo. But why?"

"I really don't know what came over me, ma'am," she was crying now. 
"Bud was... Bud was away on assignment with Commander Rabb. And baby AJ 
was... was crying all night."

"What does that have to do with any of this?" Mac couldn't see any 
reasoning to Harriet's confessions.

"Well, we... we haven't been... doing it much since AJ was born," 
Harriet explained. "Then I remembered when I was younger."

"You mean to tell me you've done this before," Mac asked.

"Y... yes ma'am," she confessed. "A girlfriend of mine introduced it to 
me one night. Then I just couldn't stop myself. I would do our dogs at 
home whenever I could. Even invite friends over."

"Boys and girls?" Mac was getting excited at what she was hearing.

"Sometimes some of our boyfriends would come over," Harriet admitted. 
"But it would usually just be us girls. We would fool around a bit, and 
when my parents left for the evening we'd get the dogs."

"Yo... you've been in lesbian relations before?" Mac asked. "Don't 
answer that. Don't ask-don't tell."

"I... I don't mind saying it ma'am," Harriet continued. "I have been 
with other women before, yes. But I still prefer cock much more, don't 
you?"

"Same here," Mac was caught off guard by her question. "Ho... how many 
dogs did you have?"

"Well, you know that my parents are loaded Colonel," Harriet went on. 
"We have this big mansion and my dad wanted us protected from 
intruders. So he got six guard dogs. All males."

"Six!" Mac gasped. "And you did them all?"

"Yes ma'am," the blonde Lieutenant said proudly. "Once, I even managed 
to take four of them together. But generally I would share them with my 
girlfriends."

"An... and you taught Jingo how to do it while I was away?" Mac asked.

"Ye... yes ma'am," she blurped out. "I'... I'm so sorry if he 
embarrassed you in any way."

"Its all right Harriet," Mac reassured her, smiling. "I rather enjoyed 
myself last night. We did it twice in a matter of a few hours. And this 
morning, he woke me up by licking my pussy."

Mac handed Harriet a tissue as the blonde girl smiled back at her. She 
blew her nose and wiped her cheeks of her tears.

"I'... I'm really glad you aren't angry with me, Colonel," she told 
Mac. "Especially glad that you got to enjoy him as much as I have."

"At this point don't you think you should call me Sarah," Mac smiled at 
her. "Outside of the office, of course."

"Okay... Sarah," she smiled back.

"Does Bud know?" The thought suddenly hit her.

"God no," Harriet quickly replied. "You won't tell him, will you?" She 
asked, terrified.

"No, don't worry," Mac reassured her. "He won't hear it from me. Do you 
plan on fucking more animals?"

"Uh? I don't know if I'll be able to," the blonde Lieutenant admitted. 
"How can I sneak an animal in the house without Bud knowing?"

"You could always join me and Jingo," Mac said it.

She openly invited a subordinate to her home for the sole purpose of 
sex. If anyone ever found out about any of this, she knew that she 
would be dishonorably discharged from the military. Her career would be 
in ruins.

Lieutenant Simms took a moment to absorb the invitation, but only a 
short moment.

"I would really like that, Colo... Sarah," she smiled.

"I'm sure that Jingo would love to get together with you again," Mac 
said sarcastically.

"If you don't mind ma'am," Harriet went on. "Would you tell me what you 
did with him last night?"

Colonel MacKenzie recounted what happened from the moment she entered 
her apartment last night, right till the following morning when Jingo 
licked her awake. Harriet laughed hysterically when she found out that 
the always punctual Colonel MacKenzie, with the internal clock, came to 
work late for the first time since they knew each other. "That will be 
enough of that Lieutenant," Mac reprimanded her, barely keeping her own 
laughter in.

"Ye... ha! Ha! Ha! Yes, ma'am," Harriet barely responded. "Sorr... 
hamph! Sorry ma'am."

"That will be all Lieutenant," Mac decided that they had best end this 
conversation before the others got curious.

"Yes ma'am," Harriet stood at attention and headed for Mac's office 
door.

"Harriet," Mac called out at the last moment. "What are you doing 
tonight?"

Harriet paused with her hand on the handle.

"Nothing much ma'am," she said. "Bud and I weren't planning anything 
special. Would you like me to come over?"

"Only if you can," Mac said. "I'd understand if you want to wait."

"I'm sure Bud will let me have a girls night out," Harriet told her. 
"I'll just tell him that I'll be working all night with you at your 
place. He won't suspect a thing I'm sure."

"Around eight then?" Mac fixed a time.

"That sound nice," the blonde Lieutenant responded. "Besides, Bud needs 
his turn with the baby for a change, don't you think so?"


Chapter Eleven

Sarah MacKenzie got her place ready for the arrival of Harriet Simms-
Roberts. She wasn't sure if she should go through with this idea. The 
whole thing was putting into jeopardy, not only her career, but 
Harriet's as well.

Then her mind was made up when the front doorbell sounded. Jingo yapped 
excitedly at the knowledge that company was at the door.

Mac opened the door and there stood Harriet. She was wearing a short 
skirt and a silk blouse. At recognizing the blonde woman at the door, 
Jingo jumped up on her, standing to her shoulders, and began lapping 
her face with his rough tongue.

"Ha-ha-ha," Harriet laughed at the dog's recognition. "Glad to see that 
you remembered me."

"C'mon in Harriet," Mac stepped aside letting the petite woman in. "Let 
me take your coat."

She was acting like a host for a formal function. When Harriet smiled 
broadly at her, Mac was confused as to why. Then she realized how 
stupid she was acting about all of this, and they both broke out 
laughing.

Harriet handed her a bottle of wine that she had brought along as an 
ice-breaker. Mac had to remind her that she was an alcoholic and 
couldn't drink any of it.

"Oh don't worry Sarah," Harriet told her. "It's non-alcoholic. See."

She pointed at the label and sure enough it said plainly that it was a 
non-alcoholic substitute.

They poured each other a glass and toasted to their new friendship and 
relationship. Mac even poured some in Jingo's bowl so he could toast 
with them.

"What do you want to do first?" Harriet asked.

"Well... I... I never did anything with a woman before," the Colonel 
admitted.

"Would you like me to show you?" Harriet asked.

Mac could only nod her head shyly. This was all so new to her. Before 
this, all of her sexual encounters had been strictly with men. Now look 
at her. She got fucked by a ram, her dog, and now a female subordinate 
from work was about to show her how women please each other.

"First, lets get undressed," Harriet told her.

The blonde-haired Lieutenant took the lead and began stripping right in 
front of Mac and Jingo. After a few moments of gazing at her, Mac got 
up and followed suite. Within minutes both women stood naked in Colonel 
MacKenzie's livingroom and in front of Jingo, her dog.

Harriet gently pushed Mac backwards until she fell on her back.

"Just relax Colo... Sarah," Harriet tried to reassure her. "Let me get 
you started, then you can jump in anytime."

Mac did as Harriet suggested and slowed her breathing to relax more. 
But her excitement was getting the better of her. For the first time 
since being a teenager, Mac couldn't seem to get her breathing to 
settle at all.

Harriet gazed at Mac's heaving breasts as she kept breathing in deep 
gulps of air. It had been such a long time for the blonde Lieutenant 
since she had had an opportunity with such a beautiful woman. She 
realized that she would have to give up that aspect of her sexual 
practices when she signed up in the Navy. She just never thought that 
it would have been such a difficult sacrifice.

Harriet began moving her hands across Mac's voluptuous tits, and then 
rubbing her way back down to her belly.

Mac was luxuriating to the sensual massage the blonde woman was giving 
her. she could feel her nipples hardening with each passing second.

"Tha... that feels sooo good Harriet," Mac gasped.

"We're just starting Sarah," Harriet smiled at her acceptance.

With those words, Harriet lowered her head and began kissing Sarah's 
skin softly. She worked her way from her belly-button up to her 
beautiful tits. When she finally reached Mac's nipples she sucked one 
in, then the other.

"Ooooh!" Mac gasped out loud in shocked pleasure. "That... that feels 
nicccce."

Mac brought her hand to the back of Harriet's head and caressed her 
soft golden locks of hair.

Harriet's hands weren't idle as this went on. She kept her hand busily 
caressing Mac's belly and slowly worked their way down to Mac's groin 
area.

Mac arched her back in surprise when she felt Harriet's fingertips make 
contact with her pussylips. She wasn't expecting such a bold move so 
fast.

"Relax Sarah," Harriet told her, smiling. "I'm not gonna hurt you, you 
know."

Mac did relax as the pleasure of Harriet's touch swept over her body. 
She began clamping and unclamping her legs methodically as she tried to 
massage her pussylips without touching them.

Harriet noticed what Mac was doing and smiled broadly. She realized 
that she was having a positive effect on her superior. Now was the time 
to go for the big move. She lowered her head into Mac's groin and began 
licking along the rim of Mac's pussy.

"Oh! Mmmmmmmmh!" Mac hummed. "Tha... that feels... that feels fantastic 
Harriet."

That's when Harriet realized that Sarah MacKenzie was a lesbian virgin, 
so to speak. Knowing this only served to arouse her even more, she 
buried her face back into Mac's moist pussy planning to give the 
Colonel the best sexual experience of her life.

Mac responded positively to Harriet's attentive treatment of her cunt. 
She wasted no time in spreading her legs further apart to give the 
blonde Lieutenant better access to her private region.

'Now should be a good time to give her a taste of a woman's sex,' 
Harriet thought to herself as she deftly flipped herself around.

Mac suddenly found herself staring at Harriet's blonde bush above her 
face. She wasn't quite sure what she should be doing at this point. But 
once Harriet resumed licking and sucking her cunt for her, her mind was 
made up.

'Its only right that I give as good as I'm getting,' she mused in her 
mind.

With that, she raised herself slightly and tentatively flicked her 
tongue across Harriet's already excited pussylips. That first contact 
with another woman's vagina was the most exciting experience yet.

'Better even than the ram's cock or Jingo's,' she thought.

Without even thinking about what she was doing Mac wrapped her arms 
around Harriet's waist and hugged her closer to her own body, their 
tits crushing against each other.

Harriet squirmed excitedly at Mac's acceptance of their lovemaking. She 
dipped into Mac's groin once more and nibbled her aroused clit, causing 
Mac to arch her back in orgasm.

"Oh God Harriet!" Mac exclaimed as her orgasm flooded over her. "That's 
soooo fucking grrreat!"

"Don't forget my pussy Colonel," the blonde Lieutenant said, falling 
back into her familiar military decorum.

Mac let that pass and lifted her head back to Harriet's moist pussy and 
located her clit. She did as Harriet had done only seconds before for 
her and bit down lightly on the blood engorged organ. This too 
triggered an orgasm on the part of Harriet.

The two women squirmed and luxuriated on their own orgasms as they kept 
cumming and splashing each other's face with the sticky syrup.

All the while Jingo, Mac's dog, just stood by the bedroom doorway with 
a confused look on his face. Though he couldn't understand what these 
two human females were doing to each other, his keen sense of smell had 
quickly detected the familiar aroma of sex in the closed confines of 
the apartment.

Even though it definitely wasn't the smell of a bitch in heat, his 
instincts still commanded his blood to surge to his loins and his 
knobby penis. And since he had had previous sexual couplings with both 
these woman, he felt sure of what was expected of him soon.

So, while Harriet and Mac continued pleasing each other's bodies, 
Jingo's cock was preparing itself for what was expected of him. Inch by 
inch his canine penis grew and grew out of its hiding place in that 
furry sheath under his belly.

"Mmmmmmmh! Harriet," Mac moaned as she continued lapping her friends 
labia. "I never would have believed that it would be anything like 
this."

"This isn't half of it, Sarah," Harriet replied as she stuffed her 
middle finger past the Colonel's sphincter.

"Oooooh!" Mac exclaimed at the surprise intrusion.

Jingo felt that his cock was almost ready for action by now, so he 
approached the two naked women stealthily. His nose kept sniffing the 
air before him, so as to remind him what he was after.

Harriet and Mac began rolling across the floor as Jingo got closer and 
closer. They finally settled into position once again, with Harriet 
lying on top of the prone Mac.

This was all the enticement that Jingo needed. He leapt forward, 
landing heavily on Harriet's back. Mac had a front row view of her dog 
mounting the blonde Lieutenant. She still couldn't get over the size of 
his cock. And now, being able to compare it next to a woman's pussy, 
Harriet's, she could see how this animal could give so much pleasure.

"Don... don't stop licking Sarah," Harriet pleaded in anticipation of 
Jingo's cock. "Kee... keep licking my pussy, even while he's fucking 
me."

Mac couldn't believe her hears. Was this the same demure petite blonde 
prude, or so she thought, that worked with her every day for the past 
four years. How could she not have known how depraved Harriet was in 
all that time.

But, depraved or not, she resolved herself that she would do as Harriet 
asked. She brought her head up higher and proceeded to lick Harriet's 
wet pussy as Jingo's cock was bumping and probing for it just inches 
away.

Mac could feel splatters of pre-cum from Jingo's cock hitting her on 
the face as she continued licking the blonde bush above her. Then, just 
as she was beginning licking Harriet's clit and working her way across 
her pussylips, Jingo found his mark and slid his hard shaft into the 
wet opening.

Mac was immediately rewarded by feeling the whole length of his cock 
slide along her tongue.

'This is even better than when I sucked him off,' Mac thought to 
herself.

She was enjoying the taste of both cock and pussy simultaneously. This 
was yet another new experience for her.

"Ooooo yeah Sarah," Harriet moaned as she received Jingo's cock. 
"You... you're doing finnnne."

Mac noticed Harriet's rear begin to undulate, trying to match its 
movement to Jingo's humping cock. She watched mesmerized as her dog's 
cock slid in to disappear. Then pull out, dragging Harriet's pussylips 
with it.

'Is... is that what my pussy looked like last night?' She wondered.

"Don... don't stop licking," Harriet reminded her.

Mac did as she was told and resumed licking Harriet and Jingo's sex 
organs, alternating from licking his plunging cock to sucking on 
Harriet's blood engorged clit. She also got her first close-up glimpse 
of her dog's knot. She remembered its thickness when he penetrated her 
just the other night. But now, to see it up close next to Harriet's 
pussy hole, the difference was frightening.

'How did that ever fit inside of me?' She asked herself.

"That's it Colonel," Harriet moaned. "Keep going girl."

Mac didn't even care that Harriet had returned to calling her by rank 
again. By now any damage to her military career was irreparable anyway.

Harriet buried her face back into Mac's cunt, concentrating hard on her 
clit in recompense.

The two officers went on like this for a good fifteen minutes before 
Mac noticed Jingo's balls tightening, and even she knew what that 
meant. Her dog was getting ready to unload his sperm in the blonde's 
pussy. In anticipation of that happening, Mac plastered her lips 
tightly against Harriet's pussylips where it met with her dog's cock.

She wanted to suck his cum as he shot into Harriet's cunt. Not wanting 
to lose a drop in the process. So if any began seeping out of her 
friend's cunt she would be there to catch it. Then, once he pulled out, 
she would proceed to eat out all of that thick cum out of her too.

Harriet's lips curled into a smile as she read Mac's mind. She was glad 
that the older woman was getting into this so quickly. She'd have to 
ask her what got her started. She was fairly certain that one night of 
rapture with Jingo hadn't done this to her.

As Mac felt her orgasm approaching she wrapped her well toned legs 
around Harriet's head, trapping the blonde in her groin. For her part, 
Harriet had no intention of pulling away. In fact, she intensified her 
licking of her Colonel's vagina, concentrating especially of her 
excited clit.

"Ooooohgod Harriet!" Mac exclaimed as she came hard.

Harriet was drinking in her cum as fast as she could. This served to 
trigger her own orgasm which Mac was greedily trying to swallow.

The scent of their cumming fermented the dog's nostrils and it wasn't 
much longer before he too reached his peak and began emptying his balls 
into Harriet's clenching pussy.

"Oh yeah Jingo," Harriet groaned. "Fill me with your spunk. Give it all 
to me boy."

Mac could feel his canine cock pumping the jism into Harriet's pussy, 
so she clamped her lips hard against both organs in the hope of tasting 
some of his cum seep out of her friend.

For five long minutes the dog seemed to be shooting his seed in her. 
Then the first trickle of cum seemed to want to force its way out of 
her. Mac was the first to notice that Harriet couldn't hold any more of 
his sperm inside of her as her lips tasted those first few drops of 
salty cream.

Suddenly, without warning, Jingo pulled out of Harriet's cunt and his 
cum came splashing down on Mac's surprised face. She was temporarily 
blinded as the jism covered her eyes. So surprised was she, that she 
almost forgot what she wanted to do. She wanted to suck her dog's cum 
out of Harriet's pussy.

So, recovering, she lifted her head and proceeded to suck her friend's 
cunt, driving her tongue as deep as she could to get to any hidden 
droplets of jism that may be there.

To help her in her quest for doggy jism, Harriet sat up on Mac's face. 
In this position gravity would be assisting Mac's search for more cum. 
Meanwhile, not content to just sit on her friend's face, she began 
tweaking and pinching her own nipples.

"Oooh yessss Sarah," she moaned. "Suck me out. Eat Jingo's cum out of 
me. Oh god that feeeels soooo gooddddd!"

Not wanting to miss out on any opportunity, Jingo leapt between Mac's 
now vacant legs and began licking at her cunt feverishly.

"Mmmmmh!" Mac groaned from within Harriet's cum dripping pussy.

Harriet just smiled in satisfaction as she watched the horny dog 
burying his snout in her Colonel's pussy. All the while enjoying her 
own pleasure from Mac's inexperienced tongue.

Colonel Sarah 'Mac' MacKenzie was finding it harder and harder to catch 
her breath. Between Jingo's licking, which would make her hold her 
breath every couple of minutes, and Harriet's pussy that was acting as 
a mask to begin with, she could feel her head spinning from lack of 
oxygen. But she wouldn't let that stop her from reaching the best 
sexual experience that she had ever had.

Harriet could feel her climax approaching, so she began undulating her 
hips across Mac's sucking mouth. Trying to guide her to pay special 
attention to her over-excited clitoris. This demand for attention 
wasn't lost on Sarah, she squashed her lips tightly around Harriet's 
cunt and resumed sucking and licking her friend's sex.

As Sarah concentrated on Harriet's pussy, Jingo had other plans for her 
mistress' cunt. He lowered himself across her stomach and crawled 
forward. Mac could feel his furry belly as he move further up her prone 
body. She couldn't figure out what her dog was trying to do, but she 
was too busy with Harriet's pussy to worry about it now.

Harriet was in a perfect position to observe what the dog was trying to 
do, and she smiled mischievously in approval.

A few more inches forward and Mac suddenly felt the warm presence of 
Jingo's hard, wet cock press against her vulva. Now she understood what 
he was trying to do. And she had to admit to herself that she wanted 
him to bury his stiff shaft in her pussy. But Harriet was still 
straddling her face, which was preventing her from changing to the 
doggy fuck position that seemed to have worked so well for her the 
previous night.

What Mac had no way of knowing was how well Harriet had trained her dog 
while if her care. He now knew much more than any household pet should 
have a right to know. For instance, Jingo had learned that a human 
female can be fucked just as well when she was on her back than if he 
fucked her like an ordinary bitch dog. So he kept crawling forward, his 
cockhead finally pushing itself past her tight pussylips.

"Mmmmmmmh!" Mac moaned, her mouth still plastered against Harriet's 
pussy.

"Good boy Jingo!" Harriet said. "Show your mistress what you've learned 
from me."

With that cry of encouragement, Jingo shoved forward, burying five 
solid inches into Mac's cunt. In excitement Mac lifted her butt off the 
floor, pushing with herself up with her legs.

In this elevated position Jingo found it much easier to fuck into her 
deeply. He even managed to get on his legs and began humping furiously 
into Mac.

Harriet leaned forward, offering her hanging tits to the tender mercies 
of the dog's available tongue. Jingo had learned well from the blonde 
lieutenant's teachings. He began licking her stiff nipples alternately, 
while never missing a stroke in Mac's cunt.

'God what am I doing?' Mac's mind was reeling. 'I... I can't be doing 
this. They'll boot me out of the service.'

Despite what she had been through these past few weeks, Mac was still 
worried about her military career. The homosexual rules still applied 
and if what she and Harriet were doing ever got out, they would both be 
charged, and dishonorably discharged soon after. The very idea of her 
dog fucking and licking her repeatedly hadn't even dawned on her in 
regards of her career.

Harriet reached down just then and pinched Sarah's nipples hard, 
bringing the Colonel back to the moment. And at just that moment Jingo 
shoved forward and buried his knot past Mac's pussylips. Mac grimaced 
at the bulbous intrusion, then she resumed licking Harriet's pussy 
above her head.

Harriet smiled wickedly as she noticed Sarah's dog had managed to tie 
himself with her superior officer. She then offered her nipples 
alternately to the dog's attention, and Jingo obediently licked her.

She could feel her excitement mounting and knew that she wouldn't be 
able to hold off her orgasm much longer, and she wanted her friend to 
taste what a woman taste like in the throws of sexual ecstasy.

As Jingo kept up his humping into his mistress' pussy in the crouched 
position that Harriet had taught him. He was enjoying to added treat 
that the blonde Lieutenant was offering him.

"Oh god Jingo," Mac moaned. "Tha... that feels so good. Your... your 
cock is so big, boy."

But when she tried to pull away from her dog's humping cock, she 
discovered that he was simply dragged along with her pussy on the 
hardwood floor. That's when her memory showed her scenes of dogs tied 
together whenever they fucked.

"Oh god Harriet!" She exclaimed in alarm. "I... I think that Jingo's 
stuck in me."

"Its okay Colonel," the blonde subordinate told her. "Its perfectly 
natural."

"Bu... but what if he doesn't get loose?" Sarah asked, near panic.

"Don't worry about it, he will," Harriet continued to reassure her.

And to keep her quiet she lowered her pussy over her face and forced 
her to lick her own pussy while Jingo kept up his humping. There was 
nothing Mac could do but suck and lick at Harriet's pussy while Jingo's 
cock remained imbedded in her.

Her breathing had become short and ragged as orgasm after orgasm hit 
her like sledgehammers, and still her dog hadn't unloaded in her.

Harriet watched with a wicked smile as she saw the dog's thick cock and 
balls push harder into the Colonel's labia, causing them to bloat from 
the pressure. She could see how aroused her superior was by the size 
her clit was and from her heavy breathing.

Then Jingo finally gave his hardest thrust yet. His balls tucking 
themselves in Sarah's ass crack as he was readying to explode.

Mac bit down on Harriet's clit as she felt the scalding heat of the 
dog's jism flood her already stuffed pussy. This also triggered her own 
orgasm, the most powerful yet. Before she knew it Colonel Sarah 'Mac" 
Mackenzie passed out for the first time in her sexual life.

******************************

It took a full three hours before Mac stirred back to consciousness. 
When she did she was greeted by the smiling face of Commander Harmon 
Rabb, her colleague at J.A.G.

Apparently Harriet had grown concerned at how long she was out and 
called on the Commander to help. The Lieutenant had hoped to have the 
place in respectable shape before he showed up. The only thing she 
couldn't control was Jingo and his knot.

Harm was knocking at Mac's door within twenty minutes of Harriet's call 
for help. He had burned a number of lights to get there so fast as he 
thought there was some kind of emergency. And when he got there Jingo 
was still tied with the unconscious Mac.

"Welcome back Mac," he said pleasantly. "Had an interesting evening I 
take it."

It took a few moments before Sarah connected his words with what had 
happened that evening. Then her eyes grew wide in terror when she 
finally realized that he must have walked in while the dog was still 
fucking her.

"Oh God Harm!" She exclaimed. "Wha... how... how long you been here? 
What did... what did you see?"

"Enough," he said bluntly. "Guess I don't have to ask if it was rape. I 
saw your smile almost crack your face."

"You... you won't tell the Admiral, will you?" She said pleadingly.

"Why should I," he replied. "Besides, I've seen lots of this kind of 
action with the fleet."

"Really?" Mac asked. "Where?"

"Oh stopovers in Taiwan and such places," he grinned.

"So, I'm safe with you, right?" she asked.

"Mac, how can you ask that," he said. "As long as you invite me over 
next time."

"You mean... you mean with Jingo?" She asked.

"Fuck yeah!" He told her. "I'd love to sink my shaft up your chute 
while he's in your cunt."

"That sounds like that might be fun," she smiled back. "Fine, you got 
yourself a deal. How about next week?"

Harm smiled down at her in response and tweaked her bare nipples.

The End
For Now


Other stories of mine to watch for:

DR. QUINN - "Colleen Gets Educated" (Title changed from "Colleen gets 
an education")
ARCHIE'S - "Betty and Me (Hotdog)"
ARCHIE'S - "Veronica Gets Her turn"
XENA - "Aphrodite's Revenge"
TV - "Land of the Giants" (untitled)
WKRP - "Bailey's First Date with Johnny"
STARGATE - "Legacy's Side Effect"
CELEB - "Shania Twain, the Making of a Video"
CELEB - "Bo Derek Discovers the Beast"
FULL HOUSE - "Motherly Advice"
JAG - "Mac's Witching Hour"
CHARMED - "Monkey Business"

another Charmed - (untitled) still in writing stage plus many other 
fictional works that are also in the writing stage.

Remember, if you have comments or suggestions. Don't keep them to 
yourselves. Pass them on.

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