Miss Hellview gave me a long look.
“I assured him I'd take care of it,” she said. “He and your mother should be here within the next two hours or so.”
She and I were alone in Jackson's quarters, her silken wrap doing nothing to hide her flawless body. It was clinging to her supple breasts and firm bottom in all the right places, her large nipples distended and poking against the skimpy fabric.
In the air was the odor of my captivity, the unmistakable odor of frantic fucking and sucking, an intoxicating mixture of cum and sweat and pussy. In fact, my entire face still smelled like Velda's sweet perfect cunt and my own cunt was still openly seeping tiny rivulets of dog cum.
Miss Hellview was thoughtful, then glanced at the two large German shepherds, both awaiting her orders.
“So…you enjoyed yourself with one of my canines,” Miss Hellview observed. “And made a friend of him. So much so, that you couldn't bring yourself to stop… befriending him. Until you both finished.”
I might have blushed at her comment, except that I found it far more exciting than embarrassing.
“I was terrified at first,” I told her. “But Boomer fucked me so good I could barely breathe! And he made me come so hard, twice in a row, I almost passed out. It was unbelievable!”
The tall blonde headmistress nodded, almost to herself.
“Let's wait for your parents in my room,” she suggested then. “We need to get you cleaned up. Maybe a nice hot soapy shower…”
I knew then she intended to spend a little more quality time with me before my parents arrived, the kind of time I enjoyed just about more than anything. I nodded happily, but then looked to the guard dogs a moment.
When I looked back to Miss Hellview, I had an expression I hoped conveyed my meaning to her.
Which was: a little more canine-fun would suit me fine. I'd climaxed so hard it'd nearly shaken the fillings in my teeth loose, but it only served to make me want even more of the same.
Could I have been a bigger oversexed slut?!
But Miss Hellview smiled again, understanding me, and made one of those secret signals so that only Bosco stood up, ears and tail alert, his large pink cock still dangling provocatively. The shaft of it was still slick and shiny with little Ingrid's slippery pussy juices.
“Since you've already made a friend of Boomer…” Miss Hellview continued, smiling and motioning for the dog to follow us, ”…let's see if you can get to know Bosco equally well. He's my favorite, actually. His cock's a bit larger than his brother's. Thicker, that is.”
I gave her a look.
“Good to know.”
Virginia K.G. Ryder
Little Emily's Family Depravity
CHAPTER 23
“Your father's quite attractive,” Miss Hellview informed me, something I knew only too well. “In my first meeting with your parents, he and your mother seemed at odds regarding how best to 'handle' you. Her words. Your mother believed a schedule of punishment might better 'calm you down.' Again in her words. But your father had a more lenient train of thought.”
That figured.
Of course, I could easily understand my mom's position. My dad had cheated on her, with me-her supposedly innocent little elementary school daughter. Who turned out to be a regular big slut, after all.
Oh, well. And I sincerely did hope to one day repair our relationship, between me and my mom, I mean. She was my one and only mother.
It was still dark out, a little after 4:00 a.m., and Miss Hellview and I were in her private quarters, waiting for my parents to arrive. They were still at least an hour and a half away. I'd retrieved my new cell phone, which got me a quick look but no comment, and I'd called from Jackson's bathroom to let my dad know I was fine.
I told my father they didn't have to make the drive up, that Miss Hellview had 'rescued' me, but he said they were already in the car and insisted on coming to see me anyway. He said they had something important to tell me and they wanted to do it in person.
The way he said it, I assumed it was about a divorce.
Damn.
“Are you sure this thing will hold me?” I needed to know. “And Bosco?”
Miss Hellview and I were both naked and I was in her sex swing, a very expensive contraption which hung securely from a large stainless steel hook fastened to the ceiling of her huge walk-in closet. It was a complex arrangement of sturdy straps with several pillow-type pads attached, able to be canted forward or backward, depending on the particular activity desired.
In addition, it had two soft leather stirrups, also able to be adjusted for whoever was using it.
“It's rated at 500 pounds,” she smiled at me. “And built for nothing but fucking.”
Which was exactly what I was about to use it for. We figured I could get in a quick but highly satisfying fuck before my parents arrived. In fact, as soon as I'd seen it, her personal sex swing, I knew I had to try it.
I was comfortably reclined in it, tilted back at the perfect angle for a big German shepherd dog to stand on his hind legs. Which Bosco was doing, leaning forward onto my skinny bare body but without putting his full weight on me. That was the point of the sex swing's design, after all.
Bosco was fully erect, already panting and clearly very familiar with what was expected of him. Good dog.
“I've done this many times,” Miss Hellview told me.
My small bare feet were in the smooth stirrups and she was adjusting the length so that my narrow knees were raised and parted exactly so. For maximum penetration, she informed me. Yet another point of the sex swing's design.
“And Bosco can fuck all night,” she added. “He comes again and again and can make you endlessly come.”
Not just a good dog-a very good dog.
From where the big dog stood, against me but slightly back, I suddenly felt his swollen pink penis graze my bare inner thigh, leaving a wet spot on my young flesh. I jerked with surprise, then shook my head at my own jumpiness.
“Sorry,” I laughed nervously. “God, it's just that his dick's so huge!”
Miss Hellview laughed too. “Emily, you're going to love it.”
Then she leaned in between the array of straps and, when I turned my face to her, she kissed me full on the mouth, sucking at my lips and tongue as I eagerly kissed her in return. My breathing jumped to an entirely new level with this intimacy between us, my heart racing, as her fingertips traced lightly down my flat tummy. When she paused to toy with the fine curls of my new pubic hair at the top of my overly-moist cunt, I sucked in my breath.
“You get me so excited,” I told her. “Everything you do to me does.”
“You remind me of myself,” she said. “When I was your age, I could never get enough sexual pleasure. I always wanted it, just like you.”
With her hand between me and the gorgeous German shepherd that was about to pierce me relentlessly with his enormous cock, Miss Hellview touched at my quivering tiny clitoris, causing me to stiffen with a gasping sigh.
“Oh, yes!” I panted, my knees spreading slightly wider on their own. “You could make me come just touching my clit like that!”
“I could,” she said breezily, “but that's Bosco's job, making you come.”
Our lips were still lightly touching, our breath almost as one, and she gently massaged my clit for only
