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At my pleading my husband, against his better judgement, had bought me a scooter which allowed me to nip through the crowded streets of Mumbai, often with reckless abandonment to at least feel the rush of air on my face giving a flash of freedom. I would of course be properly dressed in my sari ensuring that the hem was correctly pulled over my head and face as a married woman. I drove for miles leaving the city behind me and heading to the beach or secluded woods where I could indulge in my guilty, but so pleasurable sin, I loved to be naked outdoors. The pure rush of joy mixed with the fear of being discovered was such a heady combination as I would unwind my sari until I was completely naked. Then I would lie on my back, crawl on all fours, dance in the sunlight, rejoicing at the sheer freedom of it all, often touching myself and bringing myself to a climax. It was last May that I took the step that led me to where I am today, domina five months with no rain and even in Mumbai the heat and humidity had become unbearable. I had travelled far to the north of Mumbai crossing Manori Creek into Uttan and then headed to the coast, a journey of less than 40km but in fetish the madness we call the roads could often take 2 hours. I knew there were deserted and secluded areas where I could strip and bath naked in the sea without detection. When I arrived at my secret spot I had to leave the scooter and clamber through the rocks to the beach and there the sea shone like a pool of liquid silver and the sun shone so brightly it caused shimmers to rise from the sand. Stripping quickly I rushed to the sea and plunged into the refreshing water delighting in how it caressed my naked skin like the touch of the lover I yearned for. Leaving the water, I spread my red sari like a blanket under me and laid on the sun letting its rays caress me and dry me. As I felt the warmth tickle my skin I couldn’t help but touch, picturing a lover in my mind as I closed my eyes and gently rolled each nipple in turn before sending my fingers lower in search of my slit. Planting a sole of each foot on the ground I opened my knees wide as if inviting the sun to penetrate my inner regions and holding my pussy lips apart with one hand I rubbed my clit with the other causing me to moan and writhe as the sensations washed through me. Not wanting to stain my sari I rolled over and got onto all fours, arching my ass to the sun, like I was offering myself to be fucked by it. Resting my breasts and shoulders on the ground I arched my ass up and reached under and back with my hand rubbing my nub, wishing I had something bigger to satisfy my needs. I glanced between my legs and Fucking that is when I saw them. Just on the shore line were two black dogs, whether they were strays or domesticated I could not tell but as they approached cautiously, drawn by the scent I could see they were both males. It was then that in my height of sexual frenzy I made my lust fuelled decision. This was something I had fantasised about, something I had talked about online, something I had bought myself to many orgasms imagining, I was ready to become a dog slut. Reaching into my purse I pulled my phone from my bag and looking at the dogs framed by my inner thighs with my natural pubic hair clearly showing I clicked a picture for posterity and then remained there waiting. I didn't have to wait long before my patience was rewarded as the smaller of the two dogs sniffed a few times, his cold wet nose sending shivers through me. Then came the moment that made me realised I was to be hooked on dog cock for ever. He licked me, not just a small lick, but a lick that went from clit to anal star with his rough tongue that nearly sent me over the top. Any slight doubts I may have had vanished in that moment of pure pleasure and I wiggled my ass in encouragement wanting more treatment the same. To my momentary frustration the tongue stopped but that was replaced by something completely different, the feel of soft warm fur on my back and a pair of paws gripping my hips. I could feel the hot wet cock jabbing wildly, seeking my pussy and I whimpered out loud in frustration, so wanting to be taken. Then in a flash the dog found its mark and rammed home with all its strength forcing its cock deep into my body. It had been so long since I had felt a real cock inside me rather than the plastic or glass of a bottle I orgasmed and flooded making his passage easier. The dog started to fuck with a frenzy that I perverted had never felt before as it pounded me into oblivion. As the dog pulled on my hips to gain leverage, its back paws scratched on my calves as his frantic fucking continued. Like the dog slut I had become I arched back to him inviting him deeper and further into me, wanting him to knot and breed me. I wasn't disappointed as with a blinding flash in my brain the knot forced inside and the dog slowed as he began to pump his seed deep into me. With my fingers on my clit I rubbed moaning into the sand as the dog panted and throbbed filling me. I must have lost consciousness for a fraction of a second as I suddenly came alert as the dog started dancing around on its hind legs, yapping making his knot tug at my insides. The other bigger dog had bizarre decided it was his turn and was telling his canine friend in no uncertain terms he should dismount. “Yes. It became another one of their routines not quite every day but, they enjoyed it when they could. Cin, take a look at your bikini line.” Cindy looked down and quietly sucked in her breath. It was a pale pink color, slightly faded, with the perverted faint remnants of once sparkling, glittered letters. Julie placed her mouth over Sarah's pussy sucking in the juices that flowed down her throat as she bucked and writhed in ecstasy. In fact she pressed her needy cunt onto my hand. “She'll just claim that we're lying to smear her and her fucking zombie church members will believe her.” The pearl that was Melissa’s clit had poked domina its way out of its hood during the yet to be completed seduction. You’ll never get me bizarre off like that.” Once Dakota reached several orgasmic peaks, I moved over to Jill. It was another opportunity to stare Fucking at her sexy body. He got on his knees and kneeled between her open legs. "Don't you know how to talk to a --" I swore. Inserted into their cunt was a ten inch penis shaped vibrator, at least three inches in diameter. He had even gone so far as tasting his own sperm. Naked, Deana thought, that's something I would expect from Darlene. She was getting itchy for even more dangerous action and began thinking about Deathmaster once again. The protective man slid his arm around her shoulders and embraced her, slipping his plated fingers through the strands of brown hair that draped over the young woman's collarbone from beneath her enclosure. “Thanks, I think,” he said, slipping the leather shoulder-holster fetish rig back on over his bare skin. I made my way through a maze of rooms and lockers as cum slid down my inner legs. The slingshot. The swim team moved closer, staring at my tits. Brie’s heart raced as everybody continued to squeeze in. Your real family." I had no doubt I was able to take it, my only concern was the knot.